North Courtyard. Palace.

Su Linhuai was feeding a white long-feathered bird, and he seemed to be in a good mood. The palace people hurriedly came and reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the eldest princess has asked for an audience for the fourth time, and she can't kneel outside the palace. ”

Su Linhuai frowned, a trace of impatience flashed, but he still said steadily: "If you want to kneel, you can follow her, but you have to take care of the imperial aunt, in case she has any discomfort, immediately carry her back to Yingtai Garden to recuperate." ”

The palace people responded, and asked again: "The eldest princess has been crying blood to knock, and she has to ask the king at the risk of death, will she avenge the Divine Eagle Lang General and the Yingtai Army?" ”

Su Linhuai: "Tell the imperial aunt that Qinzhou has been destroyed, Daxia has lost its important granary, and my Beiting has also lost the main force of the Yingtai line, both sides are defeated, and they are preparing to renegotiate peace - order her not to mention the word revenge again for five years." In addition, quietly follow her, since she chose the jade card at that time, why bother at this time. ”

The palace people retreated.

Su Linhuai looked at the white long-feathered bird, remembering the plan, Xue Huai gently stroked the bird and praised its beautiful feathers. He pointed to the rope tied to one of the bird's feet and laughed, "It's a pity that I always want to fly away, so I have to lock it up." My cousin is erudite, I wonder if there is any way to stop the birds from flying away? ”

Xue Huai was slightly silent and said, "If you don't hurt its life, you can cut off most of the feathers of this bird, and it won't be able to fly." ”

Cut its wings and make it soar.

In the birds, it is also in the lingering Taiwan.

Not hurting his life is Su Linhuai's promise to Xuehuai.

So he learned a lot of plans for Yingtaiqiang, so that he could deceive Yingtaiqiang to shock him on the spot; So he agreed to Xue Huai to lead his troops deep into Qinzhou, and secretly dismissed these lingering soldiers in Qinzhou, because many of them were tired of the perennial war, and they went quite smoothly.

So, he acquiesced to Xue Huai's death in Qinzhou.

The death of the former Prince Xi, who bears the blood of the two countries, is the best ending for Great Xia and Beiting.

It is also the best ending for him as a boy.

"If you survive, where will you go?" He had asked.

His cousin, who had always been indifferent, had a little joy in his eyebrows, and said, "If we are together, it will be good anywhere." ”

Together.

He knew who his cousin was with.

He suddenly felt a little envious.

He doesn't have a harem beauty, and there are three or four who like it, but someone like his cousin who would rather give up the throne of the country to be with him, he doesn't have Sakura

Horses of courses.

It's just that he always feels that if his cousin becomes the emperor, he can do well.

He asked his cousin with some trepidation: "Really no regrets?" ”

The cousin replied with a faint smile: "It's a pity that I didn't get what I wanted, but I have already gotten it." ”

Su Linhuai looked at the distance outside the hall, and said in his heart: "May you and your her still be alive." ”

As for whether or not his selfish intentions really wanted to put him to death in all that he had planned with this cousin at that time, no one will know, and no one cares anymore.

Due to the loss of the Beiting Army in Qinzhou, how the Beiting Army invaded the territory of Daxia, and whether the Qinzhou riot was the bait to lure the Beiting Army, etc., were debated and discussed for nearly three months, and in the late autumn of that year, Daxia and Beiting Yu Lanxi negotiated peace again.

The peace talks lasted for more than a month, and finally everything was settled in the early winter solar terms, and the two countries signed a five-year peace agreement.

General Yue Bai accompanied the empress to negotiate peace in Lanxi, and escorted the empress back to Beijing, and was crowned by the empress as a first-class loyal and brave princess. But not long after, when Yue Bai left the capital and returned to the southwest, the empress made another decree, ordering Yue Bai not to enter Beijing without a summons, and no longer be able to return to Beijing at will as before.

In another two months, the king of Beiting officially took over the government. Most of the Yingtai line was already consumed by the turmoil in Qinzhou, and the other major clans were unable to compete with the rising Sulin clan due to the decline of the night world, and the imperial power finally returned to the king's hand Zheng

Since receiving Xi Jinghui's coffin, Yingtaiqiang has been recuperating in the garden, rarely talking and rarely going out of the garden. The king would give her some tonic meals every two or three months, but she was depressed, and spent most of the day lying on the couch, clutching her jade plaque tightly when she slept.

Lanxi was replaced by a new king, a military general who had no background of power but real military power given by the empress, and was given to marry the empress's niece and niece to guard Lanxi together.

The abbot of Qingmu Mountain Jingkong Temple is still served by Du Fang, but the monks have been changed one after another, and there is no longer anyone to follow Queen Ke. Du Fang traveled down the mountain several times, persevering in his search for the man he wanted to find and kill, but never to find anything.

Time passes like water, year after year, day after day. The rumors of the former Prince Xi gradually disappeared in the fireworks of the rising sun and the setting of the moon, and slowly dissipated between the four seasons of the stars, and no one mentioned it again.

They are life, death, joy, and sorrow, and they have long had nothing to do with ordinary people.

Maybe it doesn't have anything to do with it.

Ordinary people are only concerned about whether there is enough food on the dinner table at home, whether the rice jar is full in the coming day, whether the children and grandchildren can get their own protection, and whether the surname can be passed on.

The nobles stirred up the situation and changed the situation, and the intrigues and intrigues were treacherous, and in the long time, they were just the ups and downs of life and twilight in the eyes of the people.

Bloodline, identity, status, and merit are not the criteria for judging.

Those who can make the people eat enough and not worry about tomorrow are the ones who can really be remembered by the people.

Xing, the people suffer; Death, the people suffer.

The ups and downs are repeated, the country is always there, the community cooks wine, and the people's livelihood is a pot.

Come, dry this bowl of bitter, spicy and salty wine, respect the earth, respect the people, and all the people who are unwilling and struggling to forge ahead in this world.