Chapter 029: You're going to a banquet, not to smash the field
Du Hongxin's study has always been a place to discuss important matters.
Du Huaishao may not be able to come once a year. He looked up, quickly gathered his thoughts, pushed the door and walked in.
In the study, Du Hongxin and Du Huaisheng were talking about something, and when they saw him come in, they all looked over, he lowered his head slightly, and stepped forward to salute, "Father, big brother." β
Du Hongxin nodded, pointed to the chair in the study, and said, "Sit down." β
Du Huaishao sat down in fear, puzzled: "Father came to me, but what's the matter?" β
Du Hongxin didn't speak for a while.
"Second brother," Du Huaisheng sat in a wheelchair, looked at him with burning eyes, and asked, "Where were you yesterday afternoon?" β
Du Huaishao's hand on his lap curled up, and replied with a smile: "Why does the eldest brother ask that? I stayed in the yamen yesterday, but what's wrong? β
Du Huaisheng looked at him, his smile was cold and cold, "What is the second brother doing in the yamen?" β
"Big brother, what do you mean by that?" Du Huaishao stood up suddenly, clenched his fists, obviously angry, but showed a look of fear, "Do I have to tell you what I do and what meals I eat every day?" β
Seeing this, Du Hongxin hurriedly signaled him not to be impulsive, and then said: "Shao'er, your eldest brother will just ask, don't think about it." A lot of things have happened in the house in the past few days, and the Ministry of Industry has suffered a catastrophe, and your eldest brother and I thought that you were also working in the Ministry of Industry, so I wanted to ask what abnormalities were found yesterday? β
Du Huaishao only said: "I didn't find anything unusual yesterday. β
He lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the coldness in his eyes. He knew what they wanted to ask, but no matter what, he wouldn't get an answer from him.
When the library of the military department caught fire, he sensed that something was wrong. Given that Xie Fu had become the object of discussion in Tianjing, he naturally set his sights on the affairs of Xie Fu.
He had not been in the court for a short time, so he naturally knew the means of framing. And the second master of Xie Fu used to work in the Ministry of Industry, and then he was transferred to the Ministry of War, and vaguely he noticed that the fire was inseparable from Xie Fu.
So, he went to the library of the Ministry of Industry, and sure enough, someone was already searching for something.
And he, just found this booklet, and led the disaster to Gong Fanchao.
And Gong Fanchao is his eldest brother's father-in-law.
In this way, one of the other party's arms was also broken.
Anything that says that one wins and one loses, that's just a joke. Since Du Huaisheng has been suppressed on the top of his head, making it difficult for him to get ahead, it is better to slowly destroy this person, right?
For example, start by cutting off his right arm!
Thinking like this, he didn't notice what the other two said, and when Du Hongxin shouted several times, he suddenly came back to his senses, and looked over with a blank face, but saw Du Hongxin frowning, and said unhappily: "Have you heard the words of your father?" β
"Listen to the children!" Du Huaishao hurriedly bowed.
Du Hongxin's face was better, and then he said: "I discussed it with your eldest brother, and your marriage should also be considered." β
Du Huaishao's body tensed, and only after a while did he say, "Listen to my father." β
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In the prison.
Xie Fenghua was extremely bored.
Since the fall of the Ministry of Works, no one has come to trouble Xie Fu for the time being. She lived a few quiet days, and she also wanted to wait for the rabbit, but she didn't wait for the rabbit.
On this day, Changying brought her a piece of news - Queen Du set up a Qixi banquet in the palace, and all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty would go with their families, and the monarchs and ministers would have fun.
Originally, everyone in Xie Mansion was guilty of sin, and it had nothing to do with this matter. However, Queen Du actually said that the second lady of the Xie family had already received the emperor's will and was able to be released from prison and cooperate with the Marquis of Dingyuan to present evidence to investigate the case, strictly speaking, she was not guilty, so she also appointed her to go to the palace for a banquet.
When Changying said this, his eyes suddenly became strange.
The hand that Miss Xie Er showed still impressed him deeply. As soon as he heard the news, he almost thought that the East Window incident had happened, and the queen mother was going to come to Miss Xie Er to settle the score.
But when I think about it carefully, I feel that I am too worried. You must know that Miss Xie Er did not appear in front of people from beginning to end, and even the rescue was borrowed by the hand of the Hou Ye, and it was impossible for the queen mother to know that it was her handwriting.
If you want to settle the account, it should also be calculated on the head of the Hou Ye, right?
Xie Fenghua was very relaxed, and it was not as complicated as Changying thought. In her opinion, it's just a palace banquet, so why be so nervous about keeping up with the battle and killing the enemy?
She wants to see what big things Du Pingfei is going to do!
The Qixi banquet was set in the evening, Xie Fenghua carefully calculated it, but found that the time was very rushed. She had been in the prison for so many days, and she definitely needed to clean up, but now it seemed that she had to do it simply.
But she didn't want to, Yuan Minzhou had already prepared everything for her, and after she left the prison, Changying directly drove the carriage to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.
Whether in her previous life or in this life, it was the first time she had walked into this mansion.
At a glance, I found that the building of the Hou Mansion was magnificent, the decoration was slightly simple and elegant, and there were many flowers and plants in the house, and there was an elegant charm in the broad.
She followed behind the long shadow, turning a corner, but suddenly there was a light in front of her. At this moment, what catches your eye is a martial arts arena that covers an extremely wide area, and there is a high shelf next to it, on which many weapons are placed, and it is thought to be the place where Yuan Minzhou practiced martial arts.
Her gaze slowly swept over the weapon, and suddenly, her hand was a little itchy.
"Second Miss, please come here." Changying saw that her mind was about to fly to the weapon, and hurriedly reminded her.
I have long heard that Miss Xie Er is not good at pen and ink, but she is good at swords, but now that I look at it, it is really true.
Xie Fenghua regretfully retracted his gaze, glanced at the surrounding scenery, and asked casually, "Why hasn't the guest room arrived yet?" β
Changying's expression was a little strange, and he moved his lips for a while before he said, "It's almost there." β
Xie Fenghua walked forward patiently, and after passing a house similar to a study, Changying finally stopped and pushed open the door in front of him, "Second Miss, everything is ready, you can change it when you go in." β
A strange feeling arose, Xie Fenghua remembered the scenery he saw on the road, and suddenly asked, "This is the guest room?" β
"No......" Changying's face showed that strange look again, and he said slowly, "This is Master Hou's bedroom." β
Xie Fenghua: ......
The thunder rolled over his head, how calm Xie Fenghua was, and at this moment, he was also scorched by thunder. Her left foot was already above the threshold, and when she heard this, she immediately retracted it in embarrassment, and said in disbelief: "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?" β
Changying nodded busily.
Xie Fenghua turned around and left.
Joke!
Can Yuan Minzhou's bedroom be entered casually?
Changying hurriedly stopped her, and said seriously: "Second Miss, Master Hou said, you have to marry in anyway, so you should familiarize yourself with the environment in advance." Moreover, the clothes and jewelry are only placed in the Hou Ye's bedroom, and you can't change them if you go elsewhere......"
Xie Fenghua was a little angry, and after he was angry, he felt hypocritical.
That person didn't care if she entered the room, and what did she care about what she did if she didn't have it?
Fortunately, Changying is also an acquaintance, and kept giving her the stairs before she walked in awkwardly.
Changying brought in two maids with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, saying that they were here to serve her to dress up. And she had always been accustomed to doing it herself, so she waved the two maids away.
It was only at this moment that she took a general look at the furnishings in the bedroom, which was simple and elegant, and the utensils were exquisite, which made people look very comfortable. She walked to the two large wardrobes and opened them, only to find that the cabinets were full of dresses, colorful and dazzling.
She casually chose a purple dress, which was simple and elegant, without too many complicated skirt pleats. She had just put it on, but she heard a sound at the door, she turned her head to look, but saw Yuan Minzhou walking in, and hurriedly asked, "Master Hou, how is this dress?" β
Yuan Minzhou didn't answer her, his eyes swirled on her, and his eyes were full of surprise.
For a moment, he almost thought that Xie Fenghua had come to life!
The eyebrows and eyes are comfortable and atmospheric; The eyes are as clear as water and as transparent as a mirror; The red lips, slightly upturned, seemed to be smiling but not smiling. When the gaze turned, it rippled like underwater waves, and at the pause, there was a breath of awe-inspiring eyes.
How similar!
In an instant, Yuan Minzhou's heart was surging, and he suddenly remembered the first time he saw Xie Fenghua.
At that time, she was only 14 years old, and she had just pacified the small tribes in the southwest and was ordered to enter Beijing to participate in the celebration banquet. Next year is not very old, but the style of the body is indescribably calm and atmospheric, sitting among all the men as a courtier, and it looks more and more outstanding. She didn't deliberately toast and talk to people, but she didn't refuse the congratulations of the people who came, there seemed to be a quiet majesty on her body, and she sat there quietly, as if she could let people see the years and experiences deposited on the battlefield, and no one dared to make a mistake in front of her.
At that time, her expression was as cold as now, and her eyes swept over the people in the banquet from time to time, hiding a little boredom. And when he met his gaze, he also bowed slightly to him.
He still remembered that the moment they looked at each other, his mind went blank, and he even forgot who his last name was.
That year, she was fourteen and he was twenty.
In the years that followed, he would always inadvertently think of that scene.
So, he began to sensitively capture the news about her. I heard that she won the battle and could be happy alone for days. When I heard that she had lost the battle, I was worried about whether she was injured. The feeling became stronger day after day, and he boasted of amazing self-control, but he couldn't control such a ferocious momentum!
I don't know what to do, and I go deep.
He struggled to stand taller, hoping that it would make her see herself.
Later, he and her became a couple standing side by side in the world. He longed for the infinite possibilities for the rest of his life, but when he learned of the bad news, he suddenly woke up, and when he saw her again, she had been left in the ice and snow forever.
Their intersection came to an abrupt end in the winter ice and snow.
Although, those intersections are just eye encounters at the palace banquet and a rubbing of shoulders after the court meeting.
But seeing such similar people at this moment, he suddenly had a delusion, not knowing whether all these things were right or wrong.
Xie Fenghua didn't wait for his answer for a long time, and couldn't help but look back in surprise, but found that he was staring at himself tightly, and thousands of emotions flashed quickly in his eyes, or pain, or entanglement, maybe there was something else.
She was a little confused, walked over, waved her hand in front of him, and said tentatively: "Master Hou, what's wrong with you?" Whether the clothes look good or not, isn't it just a matter of words? Why are you still so entangled in the war between heaven and man? β
Yuan Minzhou came back to his senses suddenly, propped up on the door with one hand, with a bit of embarrassment and gaffe when he first woke up from a big dream. He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and only after a moment did he look at Xie Fenghua again.
At this look, his brows furrowed.
Purple is already noble, and after she wears it, she is not only elegant and dignified, but also shows a bit of awe-inspiring momentum.
It's too dazzling!
Yuan Minzhou shook her head more and more when she looked at it, not doubting that she would compare Queen Du to her, so she also said bluntly: "This dress is not good!" You'll have to get a new one! β
Xie Fenghua looked down, didn't see anything wrong, and resolutely rejected his proposal.
Yuan Minzhou pushed her to the closet, pointed to the colorful dresses, and said solemnly: "Second Miss, you are going to the banquet, not to smash Queen Du's field!" If you don't want to be too noticeable, just change your clothes! β
As he spoke, he tore down the beaded curtain, walked to the other side of the screen, and urged, "Hurry up! β
"Hurry, hurry! What a hurry! No more clothes to wear! Xie Fenghua had a headache when he saw those colors.
When the bead curtain flickered, Yuan Minzhou walked in again, his eyes sweeping over those clothes.
The white is too plain, the black is too dark, the green is too bright, the red is too bright, and the pink ......
Yuan Minzhou's eyes stopped on the pink dress, Xie Fenghua saw it, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and immediately grabbed the placket on his chest and jumped back.
"I don't wear pink!"
"Just wear this pink!"
Xie Fenghua's face darkened suddenly, and he repeated, "I don't wear pink!" β
"Why?" Yuan Minzhou then raised his eyebrows, and said bitterly, "You are too imposing, and it is too easy for you to become the focus of everyone in whatever clothes you wear." This palace banquet should only be low-key and not too eye-catching, only pink can hide your momentum a little. β
Although he knew that it was this reason, Xie Fenghua still did not compromise, "Pink is such a sissy color, I don't want to wear it on my body!" β
If people know that she was once a generalissimo, she wore pink like a little girl, and she would definitely scare a team of enemy soldiers to death, right?
Yuan Minzhou took a deep breath and said patiently: "Where is the pink sissy?" Do you think which of those ladies in Tianjing doesn't like pink? β
"But I don't like it!"
"And what do you like?"
"I like to be darker!"
"You're only fourteen!" Yuan Minzhou glared angrily, and had a feeling of worrying about the trivial matters of life for her daughter, "Fourteen-year-old girl, at the same age as a flower, what are you doing in such old-fashioned clothes?" β
Xie Fenghuaying's eyebrows were upside down, and his eyes were glowing with cold light.
What happened to fourteen?
At the age of fourteen, she was able to sweep through the small tribes of the southwest and become a terrifying figure for the enemy army!
"I know that your sister has already made a career at the age of fourteen! But you die, you can't be her in this life anyway! β
Yuan Minzhou pulled her over, and before she could resist, he clicked on her acupoint, stripped off the purple dress on her body, and picked up the pink dress in the closet and put it on.
He probably didn't dress the woman, his movements were clumsy and unskillful, and he tied a few wrong belts, but he was not angry, but he was very patient and did it again.
During the whole process, Xie Fenghua couldn't move, but his eyes were already blazing. However, as time passed, she also slowly calmed down, feeling the light touch of her hands around her waist, feeling the warm breath that was inadvertently sprayed on her neck, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in her heart.
It's an inexplicable feeling, but it's irresistible.
After getting dressed, Yuan Minzhou picked her up again, carried her to the dresser, and combed her hair.
Rao is Xie Fenghua is psychologically strong, and he also feels dizzy at the moment.
After a long time, she found her voice back, and almost cried and begged: "Master Hou, can you unlock my acupoint?" I'll do it myself. β
It's terrifying!
She was worried that after her hair was combed, this little heart would be frightened to stop beating.
Yuan Minzhou's subordinates kept moving, and sneered: "You will do this? β
He'd never seen her wear her hair in a bun!
Xie Fenghua heard the disdain in his words, and although his heart was weak, he still stiffened his neck and shouted: "It's not that I can't, it's just that I haven't learned yet." Otherwise, you can just find a maid to comb my hair. β
"The maids of the Hou Mansion are all in my mother's room." Yuan Minzhou said coolly.
Xie Fenghua paused, thinking that it seemed inappropriate to disturb Mrs. Yuan for a head. She had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, "Why don't you go find one on the street now!" β
"Why bother? Don't you have a ready-made one in front of you? Yuan Minzhou despised her, "You can be content!" Ben Hou combed your hair, which is also a blessing that you have cultivated for thousands of years! β
Xie Fenghua wanted to roll his eyes.
But no matter what she said, Yuan Minzhou looked like she couldn't move, and after saying it a few times, she also gave up and obediently let him toss.
Seeing that she finally quieted down, Yuan Minzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief, and taught her again: "You are not too young, you should be exposed to more normal things." Don't dance with swords all day long, that thing is too murderous and easy to damage your temperament. β
Xie Fenghua suddenly froze.
Who still disliked her young just now?
She disagreed: "Master Hou, what's wrong with dancing and playing with a sword?" My sister ......"
"In this world, there is only one Xie Fenghua." Yuan Minzhou interrupted her, her tone was light, and she couldn't hear any emotion. He put down the comb, picked up the snail on the dresser, and drew her eyebrows again.
The two of them were very close together, and he leaned forward slightly, and when he leaned over, he could see that the eyes were dark and bright, reflecting her unnatural little face. At this moment, he raised his hand to hold Luo Zidai, his fingers were slender and clean, and the thin calluses between his fingers could be faintly seen. And the feeling at the eyebrows is sometimes light and sometimes heavy, as if the tip of the heart has been swept by feathers, a little itchy, and a little restless. She felt that all her thoughts were pulled by that force, and all at once, she also pulled out the slightest wisps of indescribable emotions.
Xie Fenghua could clearly feel the warm breath intertwined with each other, only to feel that his cheeks were hot, and he closed his eyes unconsciously.
She suddenly asked, "Master Hou, how can you do this?" β
"Self-taught."
Yuan Minzhou's subordinates didn't stop, and when he heard her sneer, he suddenly shook his head, remembering those old times.
In this world, how can there be no teacher?
It's nothing more than not being able to appeal to people's secret minds.
Thinking of the past, he was in a trance, and couldn't help but persuade a few more words, "Forget about your sister, but you are still young, and there are infinite possibilities." You should try something unknown. β
"For example?" Xie Fenghua asked subconsciously.
Yuan Minzhou's subordinates paused, and then said, "For example, try more things that you haven't touched." After that, you will know that pink clothes are actually more delicate and not sissy. Yellow clothes are more vibrant and do not brighten the blind. Poetry and poetry are not the specialty of the sour literati, and dancing with a sword is not necessarily the best pleasure. There are so many possibilities in life, why limit yourself to one or the other? Your sister has embarked on the road to the army, do you have to be like her? β
Xie Fenghua chewed these words carefully, and said thoughtfully: "Do you think that my sister should not join the army?" β
"It's not." Yuan Minzhou picked up a box of rouge and said lightly, "She naturally has her reasons for choosing this." Or for duty, or for fame. In all fairness, she has also achieved feats that many men can't. But in my opinion, in addition to setting up a battle to kill the enemy, she can do more interesting things. In addition to making achievements, she can also live another comfortable life. It's just that I once thought about giving her another option, but she refused. β
She lived a sober life, and she had long expected the worst, which is why she faced his feelings so sensibly.
Reasonable, let him be helpless!
Xie Fenghua suddenly opened his eyes and muttered, "She's used to it for a long time......"
"But I feel sorry for her!"
Xie Fenghua was shocked, sat motionless, and suddenly wet his eyes uncontrollably.
At the age of eleven, he left his hometown and went to the border pass, at the age of twelve, he made contributions to the southern and northern wars, at the age of fourteen, he pacified the southwest and became famous, and at the age of sixteen, he was named marshal to defend Mocheng, sweating and spilling blood, breaking bones and breaking his heart, step by step, walking to the high place admired by ten thousand people.
As soon as I lowered my head, I was shocked to realize that the way I came from was nowhere to be found, and the past was gone, and the past was a dream.
The red lantern hanging under the eaves of the post station on a snowy day that year was like a blood-colored sword in the long river of life, slashing her connection with that person. The ravine was long and deep, and behind it was a broken promise that could not be looked back, and in front was a bloody battlefield of bones, and she galloped through the blizzard with her sword on her back and on horseback.
Since then, the back is Xiao Xiao, and the road ahead is boundless.
From the trembling of her hands when she killed the enemy for the first time, to the ruthlessness of her hands falling with knives, she thought it was growth that she had to endure.
- Until, he said he felt sorry for her.
From the shame of a woman disguised as a man to mingle with the men, to the calmness of stepping on the shoulders of everyone, she thought that was the final fate.
- However, he said that he felt sorry for her.
This sentence of distress and understanding came too hard, so difficult that she trembled when she thought about it.
She closed her eyes suddenly, her teeth striking up and down, and a small sound. The shudder that came from the depths of her blood, the river raging like a bank, she took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, a tear slid down her cheek.
"What's wrong with you?" Yuan Minzhou opened the fat powder box, but saw the tears snaking down, and couldn't help frowning.
Xie Fenghua lowered his eyelids, glanced at the fat powder box, and said disgustedly: "What kind of rouge gouache are you?" Why did it all fall into my eyes? β
Yuan Minzhou looked at her, and then looked at the fat powder box, a little unclear. He didn't know much about this thing, and looking at the eyes covered with water vapor, he couldn't help but lean in, "I'll take a look." Falling out of the eye, is it serious? β
"It's fine." Xie Fenghua coughed to hide his embarrassment, and said, "Master Hou, your technique is not proficient!" I still have to practice! β
Yuan Minzhou's face stiffened, put down the fat powder box, clicked on her acupoint again, and said with a threat: "You are a person who can't know, and you still dislike me?" β
Xie Fenghua suddenly felt that he was very naΓ―ve, and he didn't care about him.
She got up slowly, stretched her body, and thanked her sincerely: "Thank you, Master Hou!" In fact, next time you can find a maid to come, how tiring it is to do it yourself! β
"There's no next time!" Yuan Minzhou snorted coldly and walked out without looking back.
Xie Fenghua suddenly stopped stretching, turned to look at himself in the mirror, and suddenly grinned.
The lip flap was an elegant red, and she raised her hand to trace the arc of the lip and muttered, "It's still pretty good!" β
The voice was low and soft, with a sigh in it, and it went away with the wind.