The warbler singer's fingers are white, and the tips of her fingertips are pink like peach blossoms.

She snuggled up to King Jingzheng's side for several days, grinding for him with a spring on her face. Jing Zheng is accustomed to Xia Qing's arrogance and domineering, and likes the birds of Yingge very much, and is considerate and considerate. This is all something that Xia Qing's woman doesn't have in her bones, and she doesn't see that she is gentle and lovely, but she is just a good example.

Yingge has been sneaking out of the side door in the middle of the night every three or five days these days, not for anything else, just to meet his uncle, Fu Xinhan. She crept through the alley in the darkness, turned two corners, and came to a house.

A middle-aged man sits in front of a candle flame and wipes the weapon in his hand.

The sword shadow is cold, and the evening breeze is bleak.

She closed the door softly and shouted carefully; "Uncle."

"Chongxue, you're here." The man raised his eyes and looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, smiling at him. She was wearing a gorgeous skirt with a purple face embroidered on it, and the whole person was beautiful and touching set off by the white jacket outside.

"Come, today is your mother's death day. Prepare some paper money, you can burn it. He handed her the paper money in front of him, "Let your mother bless you, don't ask to return to the court, I just hope that the Fu family can avenge the wrongs." ”

Fu Chongxue sat on the wooden bench next to her uncle, and squeaked and creaked.

Her name is Fu Chongxue, she did not follow her father's surname, and grew up in her mother's Fu Mansion since she was a child. Therefore, the Fu family was one of the three major families of my Chengping back then, and one of the families had been in a hurry 50 years ago because of the case of hiding corruption and accepting bribes. The Fu family was also involved in the official salt smuggling case thirty years ago and was exiled to the frontier as slaves. Only Zhou Binzhao's family remained, and they were majestic and powerful above the court.

The reason for this, when you think about it, there is always a trace of strangeness behind it.

At the beginning, the power of the Fu family could indeed cover the sky with one hand, but they did not choose to do so, with the hot blood of loyalty and patriotism in their bones, waiting for generations of kings of Great Xia. And the snowflake-like small official salt became the original reason for the collapse of this mansion.

The parents bit the bullet and refused to admit the false accusations, but in the end, they were forced to press their handprints due to severe punishment. The confession was quickly sent to King Jingcheng of Xia. He remembered the conscientiousness of the five generations of the Fu family, who only took the family and was exiled, and ended up as an official slave. And the Fu family was finally used as a pawn in this conspiracy without gunpowder.

I didn't understand it at the beginning, at the beginning, Fu Chongxue was still a milky and swaddling doll.

Even Fu Jinhan, who used to be in the past, didn't know where the catastrophe came from. At that time, he was just a twenty-year-old boy, and he could never go back.

Later, the people of the Fu family died on the frontier, and Fu Chongxue and his uncle Fu Jinhan killed the officers and soldiers in one breath and escaped at night. The portraits of the two men were still hanging on the city gates, but they were gradually removed. The two escaped, but they didn't trust anyone, they had nowhere to go, and Fu Chongxue was sick again.

Helpless, the two were ready to gamble and go to meet a businessman friend who had borrowed money from the Fu family and saved his life.

Because the friend was not involved in officialdom, he had already retired to the green mountains and did not ask about the world, so that the two of them could be allowed to recuperate peacefully at home. originally wanted to keep the two of them living in peace, but the hatred in his heart was hard to revenge. After inquiring for news for a long time, I learned that it was the incident of the east window of the Zhou family that year and was deliberately framed. and blew the wind in the ears of King Xia, falsely accusing and planting, and then he was angry and in a mess.

And Fu Chongxue wants to retrieve the evidence of that year and present it to the court.

She watched as her uncle folded his hands, wrinkles and frost had left marks on his once handsome face, a deep scar on his left cheek, and more, brown scars on his body. He is no longer the handsome and dashing and majestic appearance he remembers. Fu Chongxue held her breath sideways, not daring to interrupt herself immersed in the faint firelight, missing her former father.

Fu Chongxue's mother married early, and when Fu Chongxue was just born, the whole family was exiled, and died of a serious illness on the way. And in the face of his beloved sister, he can't do anything. He actually didn't want to go back to Chengping, which was the saddest part of his life. Even if the border desert has fierce wind and sand, it is still not as good as the grass and trees here.

Smelling the fragrance of the acacia flowers will make him feel a sense of sorrow from the bottom of his heart.

It was not long after I arrived in Chengping, and I looked in the direction of the palace for a long time. Later, I learned that the woman I loved back then, Zhou Wan, had become the most favored woman in this palace, and her son Lian Wang Jingzheng was loved since he was a child. I don't know what kind of storm will be stirred up if the case is overturned......

His cold heart was melted by the fire, and Zhou Wan's smile flashed in his mind. He snorted softly, although he was particularly happy when he was young, but now the world is changeable, and people's hearts are different. He smiled, his heart faintly occupied by hatred. The night was as cool as water, and paper money was burning in the charcoal brazier in the house. The sorrow in his heart turned into a blade of hatred, and his eyes were full of anger.

Fu Chongxue burned the paper money one by one, sprinkled snowflakes like falling in the charcoal fire, and turned into ashes.

She tilted her head and asked, "Did you see the letter that was handed to you a few days ago?" ”

"Looked."

"Who is Zhao Erze? I saw Jing Zheng and Zhou Bin mention the name over and over again. ”

Fu Zhenhan snorted disdainfully: "General Beiyang, Zhao Erze." ”

She obviously didn't think of this answer, she was already a dignitary, so she asked curiously: "As far as we are concerned, ......"

"It must be useful." His words were loud, "In collusion with Beiyang, it is not a pity for the Zhou family to die this time." ”

She promised: "Yes, I'll go find out where Zhao Erze is being held." ”

"Be quick, otherwise, Jing Zheng should do it." Fu Zhenhan smiled, a cup of black tea was in the enamel jar with a crack next to him, and he raised his head and said a word. "The position of the prince belongs to Jing Chi, Jing Zheng will definitely fight to the death, just see if Zhao Erze is his pawn."

"Good. I now live in the small courtyard next to the study, so I can come and go easily. The girl's eyes were no longer gentle, and she seemed to be a green snake hidden in the dark, with a faint sparkle in her eyes.

Fu Zhenhan said in a deep voice: "If so, it would be good if someone could help us again, so that Jing Zheng and the Zhou family would be broken into thousands of pieces." ”

"There are many people staring at these two seats, you can rest assured that the affairs in the house will be left to me." She smiled, got up and pushed the door open again.

The palace stood cold and cold in the darkness of the night.

She was pale as a ghost, flickering in the cold courtyard.

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