Since ancient times, the capital has been prosperous. In early spring, the willows by the Yongding River are beginning to sprout, and the spring cold is steep, but it can't stop the people who come to step on the spring. The girls can't wait to change into spring clothes, so delicate, with Yingge Yanyu, pink and yellow, each with its own merits. But there is a person who is envious and jealous of the ladies in the whole capital, and that is the eldest lady of the Xue Mansion, Xue Ke.

The Xue family was originally a family of military generals, although Xue Ke's father was a side branch, but he sent troops to the Western Regions seven times, all of them were invincible, and he was named a first-class mighty Zhenxi general by the imperial court. Just the hairpin house is not uncommon in the capital, and it is rare that this General Xue has always been a legendary existence among the women in the inner house. More than ten years ago, he became famous for loving his daughter-in-law, and in the past ten years, he has slowly changed his reputation and is famous for spoiling his daughter. It's just that Mrs. Xue's heirs are a little difficult, and there has been no man under her knees, so General Xue only took a concubine in the first two years, although he has a younger son, he is a woman over a man, and he still spoils Miss Xue to the limit. But Miss Xue's good life obviously doesn't stop there. As the saying goes, a thousand gold is easy to get, but it is rare to be a one-hearted person. But in this capital, anyone who has a little news channel knows that the eldest lady of the Xue family and King Qin are real childhood sweethearts, talented and beautiful. Lord Qin, that is the queen's sister-in-law, everyone who has seen him says that he is noble and gentle, that is how many girls' spring boudoir dreams, but he gave his gentleness to Miss Xue alone. Therefore, people are more angry than people. God is so partial sometimes, sometimes it's so unreasonable.

It rained heavily in the evening today, which is not common in early spring, the spring rain is always thin, gentle, wet, want to talk about rest, today's rain is surprisingly heavy, like someone pouring water in the sky. But no matter how heavy the rain is, it can't dilute the smell of blood in the air. The doors of those dignitaries and nobles were closed, and there were no pedestrians on Changshun Street, only the sound of pouring rain and people's screams. One by one, like a whip, whipped on the empty streets.

The door of Yang Xiang's Mansion was also closed. Outside, it seemed silent, blending in with the heavy rain. The gatekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion was an old man in his seventies, he took out a wine jug wrapped in cowhide that could not be seen in its original color from his bosom, squinted his wine, smacked his mouth, and saw a man riding a horse at the door, although the man was wearing a linoleum coat, but he was already soaked, he walked into the porter, and handed over an oiled paper tube. The old man looked at the red mark on it, put away the eyes that were still cloudy just now, carefully put it into the box next to him, and pulled down a hidden rope. Then a middle-aged man in a strong suit came over to pick up the box. The man walked through the antechamber and the nave to the backyard, and everyone who saw him saluted sideways. It didn't stop until it was in front of a simple, dignified room in the backyard. A grandmother in her fifties walked out and bowed slightly, "The old man and the fourth girl are inside." ”

The man heard that there were four girls, and it was inconvenient for him to enter the house, so he handed the box to his grandmother.

Mama went in with the box in her hand. A burst of piano sound came from the room, melodious and lofty. An old man about seventy years old looked at the rain outside the window with his hands behind his back and sighed inaudibly.

Mama came in, put the box on the desk by the window, opened the box, unfolded the oiled paper, cut it with the paper cutter on the table, and there were neat stacks of letterheads, she flattened the letterhead with the paperweight on the side, put it in the tray, and handed it over. The old man tilted his head slightly, glanced at the note in her hand, and nodded. Mama skillfully put the note in the pen wash next to it, lit the note, and the flame swallowed the note instantly.

A song is over. The girl who played the piano came over from the side room, with a bright and beautiful demeanor, and asked, "Is grandfather in a bad mood today?" ”

The old man glanced at her and smiled lovingly: "Siniang's piano is getting better and better." ”

"If grandfather likes it, Siniang will play it to grandfather."

The old man saw her well-behaved appearance, and he was quite relieved, this is the most proud granddaughter among Prime Minister Yang's grandchildren, his first grandchild, the first daughter of the eldest son, because she is the eldest in the family, she ranks fourth, and the house calls her the fourth girl, but in fact, everyone in the Xiangfu knows that Yang Xiang's favorite is this granddaughter, so although she is not a golden branch and jade leaf, she is the only one in this prime minister's mansion.

"Didn't you have some holiday with the girl of the Xue family? Something happened to the Xue family. ”

Yang Siniang was just about to argue that she and the girl of the Xue family had some verbal disputes, she didn't want her grandfather to misunderstand that she would only fight like ordinary girls, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, she couldn't help but be stunned: "Something happened?" What's going on? ”

In fact, there is only one ending in the battle between the DPRK and China, and Yang Siniang knows without asking: "The emperor moved the Xue family?" General Xue, did he capture him with his hands tied? "General Xue is a generation of war gods, and this one must be bloody.

"The Xue family was beheaded." The old man looked out the window, and the heavy rain showed no sign of getting smaller or stopping, as if it was about to fall from Pangu to the end of the world.

Yang Siniang was stunned by the news, followed her grandfather's gaze and looked out the window, and after a while, she asked hesitantly: "What about the prince and the third prince?" ”

"The emperor sent the factory guards to execute it today, and the third prince supervised the decree and did not tell the prince."

Yang Siniang was stunned again, and muttered: "The third prince's decree? How can it be? ”

The old man turned his head, looked at it meaningfully, and said, "Siniang, you must remember that there is no room for children in the court." ”

Yang Siniang responded cautiously.