A few chirping swallows crowded into one corner of the eaves. Use your beak to smooth your rain-soaked wings. The door is ajar. A small figure. Running back and forth between the mahogany table and the wooden bedside. Her palms were a little wet. It was a wet silk that took up the water. Qiansi frowned. Fold the handkerchief in your hand into a long strip. Apply it very carefully to the cheeks to make it white. But the blue forehead with a fever all over his body.

Tang Leran, who was sitting on the side with raised eyebrows. There was no hurry. This half moon is looking for her whereabouts. also heard a lot of rumors about her one after another. It's better to say that she is a disaster star. It's okay to say that she is a red face and a disaster. In a word. She even fell into the herd alone. can also survive. It's a miracle. Not to mention traveling thousands of miles in a day. In order to rescue the former second prince of the Later Tang Dynasty. Rush to the battlefield.

Thereupon. At the moment, she was just a little feverish. It's just a minor injury. Come to think of it. Tang Leran actually played with the tip of the wolf pen in his hand by himself. He didn't pass on the story of the blue end being contaminated with wind and cold at all. It was a small thing in his eyes. But it became a fuse of terror. silently affected the seemingly calm political situation in Xishu.

The incomparably lofty purple and gold palace. Surrounded by a group of old and frail ministers and attendants. Only a few young men wore wide-fitting court robes. Holding the summoned palace card. Respectfully stand in the center of the minister.

The early dynasty is coming to an end. Yin Muyou, who was standing at the back, was in a good mood. I just received news from Qi Ruo. said that he had finally found Lan Mo. He looked at his father, who was majestic on the dragon throne. Even listening to the sound of rain outside the hall. But the sky is clear in my heart.

"Eleventh brother. Don't you have any opinion on the things that are inferior? "Yin Muye, the seventh oldest among the princes of Western Shu. Cynical asked. He has a pair of extremely dissolute eyes. Because his mother had nowhere to go. Although the emperor rewarded the fief. But he didn't move out of the palace for a long time. Therefore, it is so presumptuous in the Purple Gold Palace. There is also a reason for it.

"The people are unstable. It is precisely because it is not enough to be self-sufficient. Coupled with the lack of food and grass. But it had to be handed over to the imperial court again and again. The son thought that his father was benevolent and righteous. It can reduce the import and export taxes at the border gates. Encourage trade ......" and admire the right way. There is a righteousness between the eyebrows. Suddenly, an old man who stepped forward suddenly interrupted his answer.

"I thought. The views of the eleventh prince are biased. Food is the foundation of the people. Xishu Wuhua Tianbao. There is no need to go on a business spree. Besides, one seed city is enough. There must be no second one. "Anping Hou He Lin is a handful of years. Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * First * Fa" is still a set of pedantic truths.

Yin Feiwu couldn't distinguish his happy and angry face. It's even more cold and high. Turquoise wrench on the thumb. It's been turned several times. After hearing An Pinghou answer. He said in a deep voice. "I will use the money for this disaster relief. How about the third son entrusted to the Hou Ye. ”

"Father is wise. He Xiang is the eye of today's list. I will be able to take care of this donation. "Yin Muxiang, the Nine Emperor Princes who did not have a title. It's a good prince. He admired his emperor father very much. The emperor's decision at this moment. also made the son who had always respected him immediately echo.

The Jinluan Treasure Hall was full of people for a while. Xu is the disaster relief money entrusted to a child of an ordinary clan who has no official position. It should not be a solemn decision of the emperor.

At least. Prime Minister Lin Cheng, who has slowly stepped forward. The face is earthy. He admonished. "The Marquis of Anping and his descendants have lived in the capital for a long time. How can we understand the urgency of the border gates. The minister thought that it was safer to entrust it to the household department. Lin Zhi. The oldest ruler of the Forest Gate in Western Shu. Not only ranked first among the courtiers. It is also the leader of black and white in Ghost City. He was decisive. not only made Bai Dao bow down. It is even more terrifying for the underworld.

Lin Zhi had a fateful friendship with Yin Feiwu. They once made a bet for a woman. If anyone wins. Who is the king of Xishu. It doesn't matter if it's the surname of the royal family. Or some other surname. The stakes are millions. Therefore. It doesn't matter who wins. Everyone has to do things for each other willingly. If you have a different heart. It will not be a good death.

This seems to be a child's joke bet. But it has been silently persisting between the two for twenty years. There can be twenty years in life. Lin Zhi didn't smile. He was worried. In fact, he understands non-materiality. Why do you want to hand over the money for this disaster relief to An Pinghou? Only give the treasury money to a man who is ready to take bribes. Only then can he truly cut down the grass and eradicate the root to prevent future troubles.

Because. Once this task falls into the hands of He Lin's descendants. It doesn't matter if the amount is touched or not. Yin Feiwu can be justified in being punished for a trumped-up crime. Not to mention. How could He Lin, an old horseman, watch the silver slip out of his hand.

It's just that. Even though Lin Zhi understood. Others don't understand. Everyone has a rebellious mentality. Since everyone is against it. Then he might as well come out and take the lead in opposition. Then these voices will also begin to pretend to reflect.

The minister felt that what Lord Lin said had no basis. Everyone knows that the third son of An Pinghou is talented. When he was young, he was familiar with hundreds of books. Naturally, he is an extremely sensible candidate. This is the Minister of Military Aircraft Yao Xuan refuting. He is a military general. Able to say such an awkward dialogue. It's really hard for him. Lin Zhi smiled. But he also saw Yin Feiwu's slowly calming demeanor.

Even Yao Dizzy, a rectum who has always loved to disagree with the emperor. It ended this morning. I didn't fight with His Majesty.

Yin Mu looks very clear. Lin knew that this old fox was with his weasel father. It must be a gang. There is no need to elaborate on what kind of virtue a fox is. Just the weasel. Not only cunning. It also emits a smell that irritates people. The emperor and the prime minister really have a lot of ability to stimulate people. It's just that. I didn't have a chance to reveal my true nature in front of the Qing family.

"One more thing. Thousand reds. How did the emperor punish those sycophants later? Qianleng's little face was cold. A pair of hands shook Qianhong's little hands vigorously. She has been living in the Shutter Temple. Take care of the biological mother of the eleventh prince with Mama Yi. This admiration finally entered the palace and went to court. Let the little sisters of a thousand families. There was a very rare opportunity to meet.

"Don't say it, don't say it. It's time to go in a moment. "Qianhong is much smarter than Qianleng. So stay by the side of the Eleventh Prince. And if it weren't for Qiansi, he was arranged to go to Pingxi Village to guard. She probably won't have the opportunity to take care of the eleventh prince's diet and daily life.

"That's right. The master hasn't embarrassed you lately. "When Qianhong was leaving. He frowned suspiciously. I made up a question.

"Nope. Where do you want to go. Chireng heard this. The complexion is slightly stiff. She quickly withdrew her hand. Retracted into the sleeves. Said with a smile.

"Not the best." Qianhong also smiled. She took Qian Leng's little hand. Rub the thick cocoon on it. Said a little heavily. "Wait for the eleventh prince to get engaged. I'll look for a favor with the prince. Bring you to Dunin. Serving the master in the palace is still walking on thin ice. I also heard that the queen mother has been fighting with the one in Zicang Hall recently. I asked in passing. You have to remember. Don't say what you shouldn't say. Hide what you can. Act in the palace. Be sure to protect yourself. Do you understand. “

Qianleng is still young. But I also saw too much of the miserable little lord in the palace who ended up miserable because of the competition for favor. She nodded vigorously. "Leng Er always remembers. I'm waiting for the day when I get together with Sister Qianhong Qiansi. ”

The two sisters whispered in a corner of the inconspicuous palace wall of the Zhaofu Palace. They were burning yellow paper into the brazier in front of them. The memorial is the housekeeper who once served in the Purple Pear Palace. The three sisters of the Qian family were cared for by this grandmother. So at the end of February every year. They will be carefully carried with yellow paper ingots bought from outside the palace.

Get all the chores done. I said hello to the queen. I saw that Qianhong had finished cleaning up and was anxiously waiting outside the gate of the Zhaofu Temple. About an hour passed. Yin Muyou and his entourage walked slowly from the end of the palace road. Parallel to him is a good-skinned person. Yongwang Yin Muye, whose character is slightly inferior. Since the eyebrows and eyes, there is no habit of looking at people squarely. Qianhong came back to her senses and no longer looked at the man beside the eleventh prince.

"See His Highness XI. Seven Highnesses. "The Thousand Red Rites are comprehensive. She bowed slightly. Seeing Eleven raise his hand. She hurriedly got up and replied. "The Queen Mother is studying Buddhism. The mother instructed the slave maid. I will not see His Highness Eleven today. Please also ask for your understanding. ”

"Hmm. Got it. Yin Mu said.

Qianhong followed Eleven to the crowd behind him. The group officially walked in the direction of the palace gate. Just along the way. Eleven and Seventh don't talk either. The two teams continued to move forward seemingly calmly. When you know that you are about to go out of the city gate. Yin Muyou had already seen the soft sedan chair prepared outside the city gate. He said suddenly, turning sideways. "Is the seventh brother also going out of the palace?"

"How. Can't this king leave the palace? Yin Muye said. He looked at the eleventh brother who pretended to be calm with disdain. "This king is in the Manhuafang tonight. There's the latest Nader's top card. ”

"The hospital went to check the pulse of Concubine Lan. It is said that you can't worry too much. Eleven thought that the seventh brother should accompany his mother and concubine more...... "Yin Muyou pushed away the embroidered pillow hand that Lao Qi took advantage of the situation and put on his shoulder. He reprimanded.

"Eleventh brother. Why pretend to be high? Yin Muye turned his head sideways. The expression is frivolous. No longer pesters this eleventh brother who doesn't know the wind and snow. Naturally, he would not feel pity for his mother who was guarding the deep palace. Life needs to be happy. This must be his life code.

See a luxurious carriage decorated with wind chimes and bells. Under the gaze of Yin Muyou and others. Walk away.

"Your Highness has been too polite to him." Qianhong frowned lightly. Muttered quietly. She didn't understand Yin Muye's deeds very much. Why can the royal family tolerate such rice worms.

"Don't bother." Yin Muyou's eyes are deep. If it is said that the fifth brother Yawang kept concubines in captivity. Then he, the seventh brother who is only amorous outside. It's still a bit inexplicable.

He doesn't inquire anymore. A small sampan can't lift a wave that isn't very high. He just bent down when he got into the sedan chair. I looked at it and stepped forward. Liu Yuan, who stood with a sword. He asked in a deep voice. "Is she awake?"