Chapter 7 Full of Sideburns and Frost and Remnant Snow
Mahjong was so frightened that he meowed, Xue Wen rubbed his temples, held back his headache and laughter, and said politely: "I have written down everything the princess said, since you are still busy...... The minister didn't bother much. β
He spit out the word "busy" with difficulty, turned around and took his leave, but there was still chaos behind him, reflecting the sunlight shining in by the window paper, but it looked lively and bright.
Xue Wen covered the door of the temple and stood by the pillar. He had always been a well-disguised nobleman, but at this moment he also broke his skills, he leaned down and laughed breathlessly.
After laughing for a while, he finally restrained his twitching expression, and saw that there were already people in the courtyard who had sent food plates and silver boxes, and he knew that the princess's delicacies had finally arrived.
She should have eaten her fill now...... By the way, there's also her cat called Mahjong.
Xue Wen shook his head and looked at the plain Fengxian Hall in the center, where the eldest princess Danjia and the other palace dependents were waiting silently in the cold side hall, waiting for their unknowable fate.
They probably haven't eaten rice for a day and a night......
Xue Wen remembered that when the army rushed in, when the eldest princess turned back in shock, she was unusually pale, but she was still calm and noble-everyone present had a cup of tea oozing poison in their hands, because they didn't expect the army to be so fast, so they didn't have time to die.
He sighed, but he didn't think about it - the change of dynasties, the rise and fall of the family and the country, in these decades of turmoil, there are so many people that they are numb.
As he went, he found that the soldiers had stood all night, but they were still in order, and the whole palace was surrounded like iron buckets, and in a dead silence, the cries of the previous night ran away as if they had never existed.
He entered the house to meet him, and finally met Emperor Zhaoyuan's cronies, "Is the emperor here?" β
The attendant's face was difficult, and his eyes glanced towards the ridge of the highest Zhenghe Palace, Xue Wen followed his line of sight, and at a glance, there was a tall black figure on the towering flying ridge.
On this day, the sun was shining, but the north wind was raging and whistling, the remnants of snow and ice on the cornices were swept up and fell, and the faint snow flakes fell on Emperor Zhaoyuan, but they seemed to be taken by the condensation and gloom around him, and they never fell.
Xue Wen simply took a ladder and climbed up step by step, climbing to the man's side, already out of breath.
Emperor Zhaoyuan still stood quietly, never looked back, never spoke, his black robe fluttered in the wind, adding a layer of loneliness to the emperor's bearing.
He had always looked into the distance with his always sharp and cold eyes.
Xue Wen looked in the direction he was looking at, it was the area of the Qinhuai River, even if it was a chaotic day, a faint figure could still be seen.
"When I was a child, I lived by the Qinhuai River."
Emperor Zhaoyuan's voice was indifferent, but the wind and snow couldn't hide the clarity.
Xue Wen was shocked - Emperor Zhaoyuan was born in a slight cold, and he fought in the world for more than ten years, but he didn't know that he grew up on the Qinhuai River in the Tang Kingdom!
He looked at the tall and majestic emperor in front of him, only to see that his eyebrows were still faint, but he pursed his lips and closed his eyes a little tiredly.
"At that time, I was still young, but I often mingled by the river, and I watched the storytelling in the teahouse, the playing and singing in the restaurant, and the competition in front of the martial arts hall......
In the wind whistling, his voice was a little confused, and what appeared in front of him was the old scene, but it was as vivid as yesterday-
The bluestone slats on the riverside, the ethereal and melodious music and stories in the wine shop and teahouse, the weeping willows on both sides of the bank are like smoke, and the little girl selling magnolia flowers in the rain......
From children to teenagers and boys, how many times have he and her wandered around the city, laughing and frolicking affectionately......
At this moment, Emperor Zhaoyuan was in a trance.
"The emperor, the emperor, ......?"
Xue Wen called out repeatedly, which made him wake up from the chaotic memories, and the eyebrows carved by the sword furrowed slightly.
Without waiting for him to express his displeasure, Xue Wen had already diverted the topic without a trace, he showed an ambiguous and intimate smile, and approached and said: "Your Majesty, this Jinling City is not only beautiful, but also beautiful...... people."
"That Danli princess last night, you must be very satisfied, right?"
Although Xue Wen's voice was respectful, it had a faint laugh.
Emperor Zhaoyuan was silent, his dark eyes staring at him, without any warmth.
Looking at the emperor's expressionless dark eyes, Xue Wen felt that his palms were sweating, and he cried silently in his heart-
I'm just afraid that you will touch the scene again, so I turned the topic to the beauty...... Unexpectedly, the emperor's sight was simply to freeze people into popsicles!
"She?"
For a long time, until Xue Wen thought that he would not speak again, Emperor Zhaoyuan finally spoke up.
He squinted, remembering the night of last night, full of chaos, absurdity, confusion and charmβjust one night, and he thought it was a dream.
"The woman...... The temperament is very special. β
Xue Wen remembered the chickens and dogs when he left, and suddenly felt that the emperor was really subtle - where was that princess just magical?
He coughed, and then smiled and signaled to the emperor in the direction of Fengxian Palace, "Compared to her, that eldest princess of Danjia, I heard that she is even more beautiful and beautiful." β
The emperor remembered the rumors, and also groaned slightly, "I heard that in the past ten days, she personally commanded the defense of the city, but she was a little more courageous than ordinary women." β
Xue Wen said with a smile: "Isn't the emperor going to take a look, the beauty is in the Fengxian Palace, and she has been frozen for a day and a night!" β
The emperor's voice was still condensed and calm, as if nothing could shake his iron-like heart - "This matter is not urgent, tonight, the news of the Western Front will come, and I will see these Tang emperors in person." β
After Emperor Zhaoyuan finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to go down.
"I ...... I want to take a walk by the Qinhuai River. β
His voice was indifferent and indifferent, but when he heard Xue Wen's ears, it was shocking.
He suddenly remembered something, and his heart jumped suddenly, and his face changed.
Emperor Zhaoyuan glanced at him, "Something?" β
Xue Wen's face was more bitter than bitter melon, and he snorted: "Long live, now that there is chaos, there will inevitably be a chaotic army in the city, for your safety......"
"You want to stop me?"
Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyes swept away, Xue Wen felt even more headache, he couldn't stop it, so he had to grit his teeth and look solemnly at his lord, "If the emperor has to leave the palace, he must bring his ministers with me." β
"Oh?"
Xue Wen looked at the emperor's puzzled black eyes, and finally said his hidden worries, "Before the army arrived in the Tang Kingdom, I heard a rumor......
The sound of the wind blew his voice intermittently, showing worry and implicit exhaustion, "The morale of our army is like a cloud, and the emperor's strength is unstoppable and difficult to shake, so someone else used his brains - they invited the 'sorcerer'." β
As he said the last two words, his voice paused and intensified, showing his fear of the person of this status.