At this moment, the whole house was silent, but the gentle sound of music echoed in the open sky.

Mrs. Xu looked at the stage in a daze, and her hand on the chair was clenched tightly with her knuckles blue and white.

She had heard this song many years ago.

Or rather, she had heard it on a particular day.

She stared at the little dan fixedly, but her gaze was empty, as if through her, she looked elsewhere.

The breeze is coming, the singing voice has also turned a rhyme, the flute sound is faint, and the sinking hole flute seems to be crossing the wind, lined with the world's slanting sun gold powder, and it is more and more cold.

However, in Mrs. Xu's mind, she was still hovering and singing.

At that moment, many vague people and objects, as well as those memories that were broken in time, were all clear and complete little by little in the circling music, like a wind blowing away the fog, revealing the original scenery.

Old Madam Xu narrowed her eyes.

The strange girl said that people's memory is a strange thing.

Now it seems that the girl's words are really right. Just let her want to break her head, and on that day many years ago, there was only a vague approximation, like dust on the mirror, and she couldn't see the figure in the mirror again.

At this time, listening to the old drama of the year, everything she thought she had forgotten became clear again, like one painting after another, becoming vivid in her mind.

Yes, she already remembered it completely.

That year, King Xianning set up the "Red Leaves Banquet", which was also in autumn, and the weather on that day was like today, with a cool golden wind and a bright sunshine.

She remembered clearly that there was a noble girl at the banquet, who became the center of the crowd for a while because she wore a unique bead hairpin. And the handwriting of the master of Zhencuilou has also been recognized by many people.

Old Madam Xu finally had a smile on her face.

The young and beautiful face of the noble lady coincided with the face of a certain noble lady many years later.

It turned out to be her.

It turned out that the real owner of the pearl hairpin was her.

Old Madam Xu breathed a sigh of relief, put down the teacup, turned around and ordered, "Furong, go and pass a word for me." ”

The eldest maid, Fleur, hurriedly walked over, bowed down and asked, "Who does the old lady want to pass the message to?" ”

"I went to the Qisu Pavilion and invited Miss Chen over, and I said that I had already remembered the thing she wanted to ask." Old Madam Xu said lightly.

Fleur replied crisply and quickly withdrew.

Mrs. Xu sat upright, holding the case with one hand and touching her knees with the other, listening to the drama quietly, and the smile on the corner of her lips was very happy.

On the stage, the girl who hurt the spring complained of her heartfelt feelings, and her charming singing voice was held in the air by the sound of the flute, Yingying flew into the distance, and in the end, she disappeared......

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"Boom", the sky has not yet dawned, and the drum of the city head has not been beaten, and Shengjing City suddenly exploded with a thunderclap, which shook half of the people in the city from their sleep, and the timid one fell off the kang.

How can this be so good, how can the ground thunder?

For a while, the people were all suspicious, although it was still dark, and they couldn't tell outsiders, only their families closed the door, but you also poked me and asked, "It's raining?" Or I'll knock you on the back and say, "I'm afraid it's not a thunderstorm."

But when you say this, you can make people scratch their heads.

Now that the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, it is reasonable to say that there should not be such a thing as thunder in such a day.

The awake, half-asleep, waited a little more in the darkness, but never waited for a second sound, just as the thunderclap was a dream, and it was in charge of waking people up, and then it stopped on its own.

When the morning came, the sun hung high, and the ground was so dry that when the wind blew it, it flew up half a man's height of ash, and it didn't look like it was going to rain at all.

This makes many people suspicious, afraid that it was not the thunder last night, but it was a dream?

Naturally, there are inevitably those who do good things, taking the opportunity to say some strange and confusing nonsense, such as catastrophes, ascensions, etc., and no one will mention them again.

"This gunpowder...... Is it enough to blow it up once? Standing at the foot of Xiaoxing Mountain, looking up at the Imperial Forest Army flag spread halfway up the mountain, Pei Shu held his sword with one hand, his eyes were cold.

He Tingzheng took a step forward and said with his hands crossed: "Lord Qiyu, the prince's envoy Lord Hu reported that this secret passage is only narrow at the entrance, and the inside is quite wide, which can accommodate adult men to pass, and it is enough to blow up the entrance of the cave once." ”

"Let's go." Pei Shu waved his hand and stepped on the mountain road first.

He Tingzheng and Lang Tingyu each led a Pei family army, lined up in a swallowtail formation, and followed closely.

They came to Xiaoxing Mountain this time to fill in the secret passage left by King Kang as a whole.

This is a thought that has existed in the heart of Emperor Yuan Jia for a long time.

Speaking of which, this secret passage is dug in the suburbs of Beijing, and it is only half a day's journey from the imperial city, no matter how wide the dragon heart of Emperor Yuanjia is, it is inevitable that the diaphragm should be panicked.

A few days ago, the Son of Heaven finally issued an edict that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Pei Shu should cooperate to deal with this matter, and it was necessary to block this secret passage before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and by the way, lift the blockade of the Xiaoxing Mountain Enclosure.

From now on, the Xiaoxingshan paddock will be officially abandoned.

Emperor Yuanjia already thought it was an eyesore, and felt that there was such a paddock, so the children of the pope family had a reason to call the market, fight the streets, and win over the people in the name of hunting, which was simply useless, and now it happened to be abolished openly.

"Without this paddock, I can save 10,000 pieces of silver every year, and it would be good to open a few more royal inns." When he said this, Emperor Yuan Jia looked full of ambition, standing in the imperial study with his hands in his hands, not like the king of a dynasty, but like the merchant who must compare with the baht.

Rumor has it that the Royal Hotel is planning to open to the surrounding provinces, and it is said that it is quite profitable.

It is also rumored that several royal workshops have made many new objects. Because these have been applied for in the Royal Patent Office, at least in Shengjing City, no one dares to imitate them, and it is expected that by the beginning of next spring, the treasury will be able to add some input.

With plenty of money and a happy future, Emperor Yuan Jia has been in a very good mood recently, and there are several big court meetings, all of them are smiling, and there is a thorny head of the imperial history who is guilty of a straightforward admonition, and his old man is not angry, which shows that he is really happy.

After receiving the order, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince temporarily promoted Hu Zonghan, the commander of Wu Dewei, as a special envoy in the four guards of Wude, Long Xiang, Leopard Tao, and Feixiong, with full authority to act as the crown prince and be responsible for cooperating with Pei Jiajun.

Subsequently, after several discussions, and reported to Emperor Yuan Jia by His Royal Highness the Prince, His Majesty personally issued an edict to allocate a number of gunpowder and several firefighters from the gunpowder depot in the capital to blow up the exit of the secret passage first, and then the Imperial Forest Army and the Pei Jiajun jointly stationed in the secret passage to conduct the last search, and after confirming that there was no omission, it was then landfilled.

In the early hours of yesterday morning, the thunder that shook the city was emitted when the gunpowder exploded through the hole.

"How many people did Lord Hu bring today?" Pei Shu asked in a deep voice.

At this moment, they were walking on the mountain road leading to the secret road, and the sparse trees were all over the roadside, and the occasional jackdaw flew in fright, making a terrible wail, and the sun of the mountain became solemn. (https:)

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