On Yuhu Island, it's time to eat again.

Because some time ago, barbarians were found in the vicinity, so in the past few days, the island will only eat a hot meal when it is dark, and do not raise a fire during the day, so as not to rise in the smoke and be discovered by the barbarians, which is not good.

Fortunately, there is a simple stove in the tent where Yan Qingge lives, and the small fire in it has not been broken, whether it is hot water or hot rice, there is a tent to cover it, and the dry branches and wood used will not spread cooking smoke, which is her only preferential treatment in the Yan army - other soldiers, including Zhou Jiaotou, do not have this benefit.

Ruyi brought the cold rice and cold dishes that were made last night, heated them on the stove, brought them to the table, and saw that Yan Qingge was still pondering the paintings of Weiqiao, and persuaded: "Miss, let's eat, you have been looking at the picture for many days, and you don't lack this time, let's talk about it after eating." ”

Yan Qingge hummed, put the picture on the couch, and went to wash his hands.

After eating, Ruyi asked Yan Qingge to take a nap again, so as not to worry about things all day long, and the picture was put away by her and put it on the table.

When Yan Qingge fell asleep, Ruyi went out, she had other work to do.

Yan Qingge slept in a daze, and always heard the sound of rustling in the house.

But in the past, when she slept, Ruyi would occasionally work in the tent, and it was inevitable that there would be noise. She rolled over and continued to fall asleep.

It was still a woman's exclamation that brought Yan Qingge back to his senses from his sleep.

She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Ruyi pointed to a pile of confetti on the table, and after a long while, he said, "Miss, I just saw such a big lump of yellow things lying on the table and gnawing on ...... Gnaw on those paintings. ”

The length of the wishful gesture is not short, and it will definitely not be a mouse.

Yan Qingge looked at the table and saw that two of the paintings on the table had been torn apart.

"Miss, what can I do?" Ruyi was in a hurry.

These paintings should have hidden a very important secret, so the eldest lady looked at them every day, but now these paintings are damaged.

Yan Qingge was also annoyed, although there are no rats on this island, but there are a lot of other small things, a few days ago, Zhou Jiaotou also said that he found weasels stealing food, and they killed a few of them, and hung them on the branches in front of the house where the grain was placed, but not only was it useless, but those weasels came more often and boldly. Now it has provoked her in the house, and it should be those weasels who have just come to gnaw on the painting.

Yan Qingge stepped forward and picked up the tattered scroll with two fingers in disgust, but couldn't help but sigh.

She had carefully examined the paintings before, and even opened the scroll to look at it, for fear that there was something hidden in the scroll, but she found nothing.

But she no longer imagined that this painting would leave a mystery on the framed brocade cloth.

The painting was mounted on a thick blue patterned hard brocade cloth, and it was very strong.

Now, the painting was torn apart, and on the bottom of the brocade cloth, some very light patterns were revealed, and the color of the lines was similar to the blue on the brocade cloth.

Wei Qiao's paintings are all color paintings, after they are framed, the lines below are covered cleanly, Yan Qingge has also seen this painting through the light a few times ago, and he didn't find anything unusual at all.

"Quick, wishful, tear these paintings off." Yan Qingge was excited, and immediately ordered Ruyi.

Those paintings and the brocade cloth behind them are glued together, she has been worried that it will hurt the paintings, so she didn't try to uncover them, just through the light to observe, see that there is no interlayer inside, so she has been focusing on studying whether there is hidden information on the painting, I can't imagine that today I actually stepped on the iron shoes and found nowhere to find, so it took no effort to know the real secret of this painting.

Under Yan Qingge's guidance, Ruyi understood that there was an abnormality on the brocade cloth.

She immediately tore the paintings off.

The pattern hidden under the brocade cloth is undoubtedly revealed.

These five pictures, the edges are intermittent, Yan Qingge condensed for a moment, and put them together, and then he was suddenly shocked: this is actually a map of the location of the entire inner city and the imperial palace in the capital.

The ordinary people in the inner city are just roughly drawn the location of the house, and the map of the palace is delicate and detailed, and there are even small characters on the fly's head, marking the secret passages of each palace and who lives there.

Such a secret map is definitely the secret of the Great Zhou, if you give this map to the northern barbarian soldiers, it is not too easy to lead the troops to attack the capital and the palace.

Yan Qingge looked at the picture on the table, and his heart was shaken.

When the picture in her hand was lost, it was the year before the destruction of the capital. In other words, the Northern Barbarians invaded the capital, and it was very likely that they relied on these secret maps.

Yan Qingge lost his mind and hesitated, sat on the chair, and couldn't speak for a long time.

Should she sigh that the Wei family is scheming and sent the secret map to another house for preservation in such a disguise early on, or should she be sad and angry that the city of the capital is broken, and there is a possibility that she will inadvertently act for the tiger?

Ruyi knew that the stakes were high, and asked softly, "Miss, should we invite Zhou Jiaotou to come." ”

"Go ahead!" Yan Qingge waved his hand lightly and smiled bitterly.

Ning Minzhi, who gave this painting to herself, did she know about it? After Ning Minzhi's death, she often thought of this gentle and generous big sister, and prayed silently for her more than once, hoping that she would be safe and quiet in the next life.

But if Ning Minzhi was also involved in this matter, the friendship between them would be so ridiculous. Ning Minzhi made more use of her, and what she had been thinking about Ning Minzhi was like a joke.

It was a long, long time before Yan Qingge came back to his senses and sighed. The deceased cannot be traced, let the past pass.

Not long after, Zhou Jiaotou also came.

When he saw the picture on the table, he was even more shocked than Yan Qingge.

This picture not only shows why the impregnable capital was so easily breached, but also clearly tells everyone that this picture should be given to the Beiban by King Jing and the second prince and his party.

Because although these paintings are Wei Qiao's handwriting, they were circulated from Wei Mansion, but when Zhou Jiaotou finally found them, they stayed in the big tent with the flag of King Jing Hou.

Zhou Jiaotou wiped his face in shock and surprise, and said, "Miss Yan, this matter is very important, you must put these things away." Prince Jing's thief ambitions are known to the world, and these things are the best weapons to prove his crimes. ”

Yan Qingge nodded, put those pieces of cloth away, put them away, and said calmly: "Thank you for your advice." ”

finally understood a matter of his heart, but Yan Qingge was not happy at all.

Sometimes, knowing too many secrets is a kind of torture for people.

If the great wisdom is foolish, the great fool will be safe, the love is deep and the life is young, and the wisdom will be hurt.

Yan Qingge felt that stupidity was the happiest thing in the world. At the same time, Yan Qingge's favorability towards the Wei family and Wei Qiao dropped to a lower point again.

Even Ning Minzhi, who she once trusted so much and loved so much, was involved in this matter, how could she dare to guarantee that the rest of the people in the Ning Mansion were clean? To sympathize with these people is simply an insult to yourself.

Yan Qingge turned over in the dark, her hand lightly against her chest, from the breaking of the capital city to the present, in five months, her world has been turned upside down, and her heart is getting harder and colder.

Zhou Jiaotou said that if she is a man, she must be a general, because her tenacity is like an immovable rock.

Involuntarily, Yan Qingge remembered the New Year in Heshan. That year, when the snow was falling, my grandmother took her hand and talked in the warm room.

Grandmother said to her lovingly, "You stupid! The daughter's family lives a lifetime, do you know what the real good life is? At the beginning, it relied on having a good family and a family to love; When you are older, you marry a good husband who knows cold and hot, and you are hurt into the honey pot; In the second half of your life, you will rely on the good son you will give birth to, so that he will be filial to you. Standing up on his own, he is bitter to the core, and he doesn't look good! ”

Yan Qingge knew that her grandmother was right, but that was the happy life that an ordinary woman should have.

And she, has lost everything.

Her hand gently caressed her heart, and the beautiful stone with a phoenix pattern that Yan Xiuyu gave her was drilled by her and hung around her neck.

Holding the beautiful little thing, Yan Qingge looked at the pitch-black tent with empty eyes, opened his lips and said to himself silently: "You must be like a rock." ”

Yes, she must be like a rock.

So, she fell asleep and didn't have any dreams.

Early this morning, Yan Qingge practiced martial arts on the school field again.

Instead of holding her best bow and arrow, she carried a spear.

If you want to practice marksmanship well, it is absolutely impossible without three years of skill, but for the soldiers, as long as they master simple marksmanship that is practical against the enemy, it is enough.

Opposite Yan Qingge was a tall and burly soldier with a sturdy physique, nearly twice her size, carrying a large knife in his hand.

On the side of Zhou Jiaotou, who was watching, a soldier worried Zhou Jiaotou said, "Zhou Jiaotou, will it be too much for you to arrange such an opponent for Miss Yan." Look at her, and then look at Niu Kui, Niu Kui is two big with her! ”

"What's too much! She picked three people in a row in the morning, and if she won again, she would definitely make a request to go out with us to sweep up the remnants of the Northern Barbarians. Don't let Niu Kui go on, press her, do you really take her out to fight? Not everyone can go to the battlefield, what if something happens! Zhou Jiaotou was also helpless for a while.

Yan Qingge's martial arts practice is simply deadly. Ruyi complained to him more than once, saying that after Yan Qingge went home, he was trembling all over his body and couldn't hold his chopsticks. If this kind of problem occurred to a newly trained soldier, it would be too normal, but Yan Qingge had been trained for more than five months now. There is only one explanation for this: she tries to push herself beyond her limits every day.

This kind of ruthless person, Zhou Jiaotou is still the first time in his life. Yan Qingge is making progress every day, but this progress makes Zhou Jiaotou tangled to death.

On the field, Yan Qingge lifted the spear, like an oolong out of a hole, the head of the spear shook falsely, and went straight to Niu Kui.

Niu Kui grinned, dodged away, and said, "Miss Yan, be careful, I'm going to make a move." ”

Although Yan Qingge connected the three of them, Niu Kui didn't take Yan Qingge too seriously.

First, this is Yan Qingge's fourth consecutive fight, and his physical strength must be depleted. Second, he Niu Kui was born in a military family, and he followed his father Zama to practice martial arts at the age of three, how could he lose to Yan Qingge, a little girl.

As soon as he spoke, Yan Qingge's spear turned back sharply in mid-air, making a whining sound, and the barrel of the gun snapped into the crook of Niu Kui's leg.

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(Tianjin)