The early autumn wind blew the red walls and green tiles of the palace, blowing up Ying Hui, who was standing at the top of the world, and his irritable heart.

Bai Shi had such a ridiculous thing, and he understood that although the people in the court and China did not dare to speak, they would also talk about their wanton accumulation of wealth behind their backs. If he is still in charge of the Bai clan now, it will inevitably cause the dissatisfaction of the ministers of the DPRK and China, and they will have to be put aside for a while now.

The Bai family acted so inconsiderately, he didn't know what he was doing behind his back, he definitely couldn't give him the power, but in the final analysis, the entire court had relatives with him, except for the Bai family, and even his queen was also Bai's cousin.

In the Wenhua Palace, the Huanghuali screen, carved with exquisite patterns, the red sandalwood wolf is beautiful in the study, elegant and luxurious, but the ninety-five people sitting in it, have no intention to appreciate it, the Shu Shen incense sent by the Queen Mother, floating in a room, but can not make Ying Hui's heart feel comfortable.

He looked down at the piece in his hand, and suddenly, a familiar name jumped in front of him: Mao Fang.

Mao Fang's family can really be regarded as a displacement, the Mao family was the founding hero of the previous dynasty, but then he was released from the military power by a glass of wine, and he couldn't help but lose his official position, and in front of the hundred officials of the court, he made an oath that his children and grandchildren would never enter the court. After going around a few Li emperors, the Mao family gradually declined, but there was a Mao Fang, which collided with the subversion of the Li dynasty, and finally walked step by step to the position of the secretary of the military department.

Thinking of the desire for power hidden in Mao Fang's Danfeng eyes, Ying Hui couldn't help but chuckle.

Such a person should not be willing to stay in the same position, lure him with power, form a marriage, and use it for him, which will be the best flag!

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Do not plant in the mud of the pond, two smiling blue rock kuma. The vain cult is peerless crimson, and it only opens to the deep mountains.

Yan Du looked at the mountain full of wood hibiscus, couldn't help but smile, rode forward, not far away is the master's mansion.

The willow trees on the bank of the Yishui River floated up the flocculents, under the early autumn sun, she wore the blue and white embroidered hibiscus men's brocade made by her mother, the waist was tied with long spikes, a pair of smart eyes smiled highly, the jade white cheeks were heroic, and the straight waist pole was as slender and strong as an aspen.

The "truth" contained in the baggage was too precious, and she hurried all the way, faster than when she went, and returned to the master's house in less than ten days.

"Master, Uncle Achuan, I'm back!"

Yan Du grinned and said happily loudly, so that Mr. Beiguo, who was lying on the lanai on the stream and looking at the script with relish, couldn't help but stop the most wonderful clip and look up.

And Mei Chuan, who was fishing next to him, had to watch the fish ready to be hooked, and was scared away by the deafening voice of the little doll.

"I'm back!" Mr. Beiguo propped himself up, watching the little apprentice jump up and down to him, and couldn't help but be in a trance. Once upon a time, she also fantasized that the joy of having children was somewhat similar to what it is now.

"Did you buy it back?" Her tone softened, staring at the little apprentice with the burden on his back, and there was no sword at his waist, and she couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

As soon as Yan Du heard this, he was in a hurry to offer the treasure, jumped onto the balcony, and gently shook the wooden plank on the platform, and Mei Chuan once again watched the fish that was about to be hooked again, and turned around like an arrow.

"Buy it back!" Yan Dui's little brain turned and turned along the way, knowing that when she returned to the master, she would have to give her the "truth", and she didn't know what expression to put on the master, so she finally planned to make it bad again, pretending that she had never opened it and had never seen what was inside.

She lay down the burden she was carrying, handed the purple-colored package that was wrapped solidly, and handed it to Mr. Beiguo, looking at each other fixedly with a pair of pretended innocent apricot eyes, like a child who didn't understand the world.

Mr. Bei Guo glanced at his little apprentice, did not speak, took the cloth bag and opened it layer by layer, his eyes were not shocked.

I saw her slowly pick up the scroll wrapped inside, open it, and read the contents carefully. While watching, he nodded his head, and he didn't know what was interesting to see, but he actually laughed softly.

She thought that when the master read the contents of the scroll, he would be angry at Bai's fearless and domineering, and would be overjoyed that her nephew still had hope of life, but she couldn't see this, and Mr. Beiguo's eyes with stories in them were read calmly.

"Did you see it?" Mr. Bei Guo quickly rolled up the scroll and looked up at his little apprentice.

When Yan Du heard this, his black eyes rolled, and he shook his head intensively like a rattle.

Seeing this, Mr. Beiguo couldn't help but burst out laughing, and his scrutinizing eyes made Yan Duan's small face red: "Yo, you dare to lie!" If you don't tell you honestly, you will be punished for cutting firewood for three months. ”

"Shhh Yan Du looked at the master with some embarrassment, but he didn't expect that he could hide it so well that he could be seen through by the master, so he had to be well-behaved immediately, nodding his head intensively like a chicken pecking rice, and his tone trembled: "Look." ”

"That's right, you have a virtue with me, how can you hold back!" Mr. Beiguo pretended to be angry, and there was a trace of pride in his heart, the little apprentice's temperament is seven points similar to himself, and he is still a little frizzy in his daily work, but he can calm down when he learns things.

With the "truth" of these two hundred taels and so many guanzi sold, how can there be a reason not to take a look at it first!

"If you see it, you can see it, what are you afraid of!" Mr. Beiguo lifted the scroll and knocked it on Yan Dui's little head, Yan Du thought that the master was angry, so he immediately closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth, and prepared to accept the master's reprimand.

Unexpectedly, the scroll just touched the top of her head slightly, and the master took it back. The little girl immediately knew that the master was not angry at all, so she opened her eyes with autumn water in her eyes and laughed crookedly.

Seeing this, Mr. Bei Guo also smiled slightly, and his tone became more and more gentle: "Have a good rest tonight!" ”

The smiling Yan Du was about to nod in response, but heard the master's words later:

"Starting tomorrow, chop firewood for three months."

Mei Chuan, who had been fishing quietly on the side, couldn't help but shake his hand slightly when he heard Mr. Beiguo's words, and once again scared away the fish that were about to bite the hook in the water, but this time, he was happy in his heart.

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On the first day of the seventh month, the local officials descended to determine the good and evil in the world.

Mao Fang knelt in the ancestral hall of the house, facing a table of spirit cards, slowly burned the paper money in his hand, burned a pile of them, and took another pile from Mao Yuanqing beside him, and continued to burn.

"Today, the emperor summoned me to the palace and asked if you want to marry the daughter of the Bai family as a concubine." Mao Fang's phoenix eyes were faint, reflecting the light of the fire in the brazier, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

"Dad, I don't want to." Mao Yuanqing and Mao Fang have exactly the same phoenix eyes, but there is no fire in them, only a smile.

"Then I'll refuse tomorrow." Mao Fang burned the paper money one by one, and the fleeting ashes burned with a faint fragrance.

"My son wants to marry Lord Yinru." The smile in Mao Yuanqing's eyes was even better, and at this moment, that fire was also reflected.

Mao Fang shook his head angrily: "Do you want to marry the county lord as a concubine?" It's like a lion opening its mouth! ”

Not to mention that Ying Yinru is the daughter of the former prince Ying Ming, just that she is the only woman in the Ying family now, let her deign to be the concubine of the son of the military department, and it is the following offense to say it.

"Don't be a concubine, just be a main room!" Mao Yuanqing's phoenix eyes were completely stained by the firelight, and his thin lips that were still smiling were decisive and ruthless, just like his ruthless father, who would do whatever it took to achieve his goals.

"You're going to take a break now?" Mao Fang didn't care about burning paper money now, and turned his head to look at Yan Xiaoyan's son, I don't know whether he was surprised or pleased.

At this moment, Mao Yuanqing didn't pay attention to Mao Fang's eyes at all, he was just thinking in his mind, the seven rules, the current lady has not committed any of them, the lady was born in a family, three from the four virtues, "jealousy, unfilial piety, many words, theft" is impossible to make, and his son and daughter were also born to him, and it is by no means "no queen", these names are afraid that they will not be safe.

Then it can only be a "vicious disease"!

"Gotta figure figure it out!" Mao Yuanqing looked at the spirit card of the ancestor in front of him, and in vain he didn't realize that he was trying to refute the truth in his heart, but his smile became deeper and deeper, so that Mao Fang, who was kneeling beside him, couldn't help but feel cold.

Suddenly, the ancestral hall was silent, leaving only the crackling sound of sparks.

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On the night of the Middle Yuan, the moon is also full, but it is not a reunion.

Yan Du looked at the bright moon outside the window and spread out a piece of rice paper, she didn't forget the appointment with Zhuang Lin.

But as soon as she mentioned the pen, all kinds of these days suddenly messed up her mind.

How did she write, she met a white-faced scholar on the road, ate and lived with him, occasionally chatted about the world, and took a bath together by mistake.

How did she write, the Jingjie real person in the Peach Blossom View was actually the queen of the Li family, and she bought back a ridiculous truth from her, I don't know if she is a blood relative.

How did she write, she used a pseudonym to blow clothes, assassinated the court officials, and let the people fight for their lives, causing the whole Huainan to be in turmoil.

She took a handkerchief from her bosom and carefully opened it, revealing a red peach blossom and a blood-stained leaf.

After staring at it for a long time, it finally dawned on him, and he put pen to paper: "My brother respects the ......"

The oil lamp illuminates a small world, and slowly tells the story of what he has seen and heard, the pain and pity, and the feeling on the road of Peach Blossom Town.

Read 10,000 books and travel 10,000 miles. If she doesn't go out of the house, she won't know the pain of the people, she won't stumble, she won't understand the people's fears. The world can only save itself, the world is dumb and unknown, the people will eventually be forced to go to Liangshan one day, and they will have an epiphany, she only hopes that on that day, the casualties can be minimized!

"It's ridiculous to do anything, but I understand that this person is not doing something disorderly, if my brother sees everything in Peach Blossom Town, he will choose to do the same thing as him!"

"When I go out on a long trip, I don't dare to tell my father and mother, I hope my brother knows, hide it in my heart, and don't tell ......others."

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is full, and people still can't be reunited.

On Tianji Mountain, Ying Riyao drank the peach blossom wine that had been brewed in the cup for many years, and read the letter word by word.

The lights in the courtyard shone on Ying Riyao, who was reading the letter carefully, on the eyes that were not cold, on Zhuang Lin, who was quietly listening, and on the eyes with tenderness.

Suddenly, Ying Riyao stopped reading and reading, Zhuang Lin looked at the other party with some surprise, only to see that he reached out and took out a peach wood bookmark from the cowhide envelope containing the letter, with a peach blossom and a leaf glued to it.

This leaf is the night......

He stared at the peach wood bookmark in his hand steadily, and for some reason, a trace of emotion suddenly flowed out of his heart, like a light and invisible feather, slightly teasing his heart, strange!

"What is this?" Zhuang Lin curiously stared at the wood chips in the hands of the third junior brother and asked.

Ying Riyao was hooked back to his heart by his words, and continued to read, but he didn't know that his tone had become a little gentle:

"Now that the world is displaced, people say that it is useless to be a scholar, I have never thought so, although the sky is chaotic and people's hearts are broken, but I still see many people with lofty ideals, willing to dedicate their talents to the country!"

"I made a bookmark of peach blossoms and leaves and gave them to my brother, hoping that my brother could concentrate on reading. The book is not satisfactory, and the rest of the words will follow! ”

When Zhuang Lin heard this, he immediately stretched out his hand to Ying Riyao, took the peach wood bookmark, stroked the embossing on it seriously, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and sighed:

"My sister still doesn't know, I don't know a single word, so it's really useless for me to think about it! I guess I'll never need this bookmark! ”

Ying Riyao put down the letter, watched Zhuang Lin pick up the wine glass, and drank the peach blossom-scented wine in the cup in one gulp. Suddenly, he was relieved and said: "Master said that the second senior brother is a pure and good person in the world, and you are born with you, and you must be intentional!" Don't be presumptuous! ”

After spitting out the wine, Zhuang Lin exhaled happily, and his eyes changed from frustration to relief.

"Give me this bookmark!" Suddenly, Ying Riyao's voice with deep meaning sounded from the opposite side.

When Zhuang Lin heard this, he stared at his third junior brother a little bizarrely, he just said that he didn't need it, he was going to take it? This is not good, but it was also made by his precious sister to give it to him!

He was about to refuse, but he heard Ying Riyao, who was sitting in the neon lights of the courtyard, said with interest.

"I have something better, exchange it with you!"