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When the seventh month came to report, Zhuge Yue was in the study, and Chu Qiao happened to be there. [No pop-ups. She never asked about Zhuge Yue's affairs, but when she met occasionally, Zhuge Yue never carried her back. It was because she heard all kinds of attacks and accusations thrown at him by the officials on this matter, and heard the abuse and complaints of the people outside Yaoguan against Zhuge Yue.

Yue Qi reported locally with a black face, those people scolded him for being greedy for food and grass for disaster relief, scolded him for being a black-hearted blood-sucking dog official, scolded him for killing the people, and scolded him for being wolf-hearted and dog-lunged.

He listened like that all the time, without any other expression on his face, but when Yue Qi didn't want to say anything more, he signaled with his eyes that he couldn't hide it.

After Yue Qi left, she didn't dare to come over. The afternoon sun was so cold that it fell quietly on his emaciated face, and he sat in his chair, quietly drinking his tea, as if nothing had happened. Chu Qiao saw that the base of the white jade teacup was gradually oozing water, and although he held it in his hand, a crack had obviously spread over the wall of the cup.

Yes, they are going to die, they are hungry, natural disasters have come one after another, the people have no way to live, but the government is still greedy for ink and collecting money, they should be scolded. However, they did not know that the imperial court had already acquiesced to this matter, and no one would pay attention to the exploitation of officials from all over the country, and all reports of the disaster were forcibly suppressed. The answer given by Zhongshu Ling is that all chores can not be played until after the Spring Banquet.

And every porridge and every meal they eat now was raised by Zhuge Yue selling his properties in various places, and he is such a proud person, he even has to put down his body to win over those merchants in the capital, and ask them to join hands to help the people survive this famine year.

He was so tired, so tired that he couldn't do more, so he would get drunk, scold the emperor at the dinner table for being mediocre and unreasonable, scolding Zhao Yang for being a two-hundred-and-five, and threatening to cut off his head tonight.

He was really drunk, drunk to the ground.

That night, Chu Qiao personally sent Zhao Che, who was also half drunk, out of the house. However, as soon as he walked out of the gate, the Seventh Prince, who was originally stumbling under his feet, suddenly straightened his waist, and there was no trace of drunkenness in his eyes, and he said to her very soberly: "Go back and take good care of him." ”

Chu Qiao looked at him, stood quietly, and said nothing.

Zhao Che's face was a little cold, and he said lightly: "The situation is already like this, and I can't do anything about it, if it continues like this, it will be against the entire upper level of the Great Xia clan, and we don't have this strength now." ”

Zhao Che's tone was low, and there was no trace of waves on his face.

Chu Qiao stopped looking at him and turned around to leave, when Zhao Che suddenly called her name behind her back. When she looked back, she saw him saying to her very seriously: "The fourth child is a good person, don't let him down." ”

Chu Qiao's eyes gradually narrowed into a line, and a few rays of light flashed faintly, like a sharp sword. She spoke quietly and said softly, "You too." ”

She said so slurred.

You too, what? You're a good guy too?

No, Zhao Che understood what she was talking about, but she didn't wait for his answer, she turned around and went back, her body was thin and thin, and she looked as light as a wisp of wind that could blow it away.

He's a good guy, and you don't want to let him down.

It was pitch black, the sky was full of sparks, the wind was blowing from afar, and he breathed deeply, even being able to smell the smell of hunger coming from the west.

When Chu Qiao returned to the room, the wine and food had already been withdrawn, and Zhuge Yue, who was originally drunk on the bed, was nowhere to be seen. She walked all the way to the study, pushed open the door, and sure enough, she saw him sitting behind the bookcase with clear eyes, and was lying on the desk, writing hard.

She stood silently for a long time, and when she saw that he had finished writing and sealing the fire paint, she slowly walked over, squatted in front of him, took one of his hands, and then lay quietly on his knee, but did not speak.

The candles in the room burned silently, and from time to time a trace of candle burst and crackled. The aroma of the incense burner rose and gathered into a thin line of smoke. His hands were dry and slender, brushing her long hair gently.

"Xing'er." He whispered her name, his voice thick with tiredness and toil, but he only screamed, and then there was no more.

Her cheeks were pressed against his legs, and her nostrils were full of the smell of him. Her voice echoed slowly through the room like layers of gentle waves, and she whispered, "I know it all." ”

His knee shook slightly, and then, holding her hand tighter.

Yes, she understands it all. Understand his toil, understand his tiredness, understand his disappointment with the country, understand his deep disgust with everything around him.

The emperor was groggy, the princes were fighting for succession, the officials of the government and the opposition were corrupt and incompetent, and all the institutions of the empire tended to decay and paralyze. Having experienced the hardships of war, seen the hardships of the people at the bottom, and returned from the wilderness, how can he look down on the rotten stench of this country and the ugly faces of hundreds of officials?

However, he is still a part of this battle for succession, but he still has the naïve idea that Zhao Che will overthrow everything after he takes the throne. But now, before taking everything, there is such a cold winter. He didn't even know what was left of the world when they stood on top of the bones and defeated all enemies.

Civilization was destroyed, civilians were slaughtered, armies were strangled, countries were destroyed, and they were the only ones left, facing this wolf-ridden and devastated land, and let thousands of lives be buried for this battle.

What is Power Technique? After the battle, they want to destroy everything, can they afford such a price?

"Xing'er, I'm really not a good person." That night, at the dawn of dawn, he said so softly.

The next five days were a period of extreme darkness that shocked the entire Great Xia and even the whole of Simon.

The refugees outside the three gates finally rioted, and they captured the houses of large Western clan families, robbing food and money. Because of hunger, they beg, they beg, they steal, they steal, they rob, they rebel at last.

The officials forced the people to rebel, and the people had to rebel.

Hundreds of thousands of unarmed people smashed open the doors of large households with wood and stones, and set off pitch-black beacon fires on the thick soil of Longxi, and countless people died in this chaos. Although they repeatedly reported that the rebels were extremely strong and that there were high-ranking people in command of what was going on, no one believed them, and they all took these as excuses and quibbles.

The local officials and clans who had just presented the Wanmin Umbrella were stunned and played one after another, but how could the officials of the imperial capital dare to slap their mouths and play the court at this time? had to secretly dispatch troops to quell the chaos in the local area.

However, Sima Zhuge Yue, the great of the Ministry of War, asked rhetorically: "The empire is peaceful all over the world, and the people in the Longxi region have just entered the merit umbrella of the people, how can they rebel against the truth?" It's a ridiculous thing. ”

As a result, the dispatch of troops was delayed again and again, and the war in Longxi became more and more urgent. On December 24, a fast horse galloped into the capital, the soldiers on the horse were covered with blood, holding the report of the governor of Longxi, Cao Weichi, and spit blood on the Ronghua Imperial Road.

Zhenhuangcheng was shocked, and the emperor was so angry that he made a mistake on the spot, scolded Zhongshu Ling and Baiguan, and immediately deprived Zhao Yang of the title of Marquis of the Southwest. But Zhao Che did not get any benefits in this turmoil, but Zhao Yi, the seventeenth prince who had been inconspicuous, took the military power in the southwest and went out of Beijing to quell the chaos. And Zhuge Yue, because he did not send troops in time to quell the chaos, was punished by the emperor to think about it at home, Zhao Che entered the palace several times to intercede for him, but was reprimanded by the emperor.

Chu Qiao knew the origin of this turmoil, and when Zhao Che arrived at the house, he was furious when he saw Zhuge Yue and scolded him for being a madman. Zhuge Yue smiled and said to him with his shoulders on his back, I want to leave some capital for you to ascend the throne in the future, if they all die, who will you lead as the emperor?

A civil unrest in the Longxi area caused countless casualties, seven or eight out of ten large clans were destroyed, and nearly 80,000 people died in the war. But as Zhuge Yue said, if you don't die, you will die 80,000, but if you don't, you will die millions, and this deal is really worth it.

Yes, it can be drawn. The southwest clan was destroyed, the power of Lingnan Mu Xiaogong was greatly damaged, and the Spirit King was also affected, and Zhao Yang was angrily reprimanded by the emperor and cut his military power. Although Zhao Che did not have any benefits, he was not at fault, only he Zhuge Yue, who was grounded and punished and thought about it behind closed doors, and temporarily withdrew from the political stage of Great Xia.

Everything seemed to be going on foot according to his established procedure, but Chu Qiao clearly remembered how he couldn't sleep at night and how worried he was when he heard the news that the people were massacred, where the decent and wealthy families were slaughtered, where the defenders were all wiped out, and where the people fell into the grass and became ferocious.

If everything on that day really deviated a little, if the men and horses he secretly sent could not restrain the rebels, could not successfully avoid the local defenders, and could not launch a rebellion of some sergeants, then the result would definitely be a mixture of blood and mud, and the entire southwest would fall into boundless war, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

They were all right, he was really a crazy guy.

She feared that he would be discouraged and sad because he had been seized of power, but he was comforting her that he could finally spend a year with her.

The Spring Banquet finally arrived, and the Sima Mansion of the Ministry of War, which was in the past in power, was cold, but there was a rare laughter and joy inside.

Although the news of the war in the southwest still reached the capital, it did not affect the liveliness and prosperity of the imperial capital on the day of the Spring Banquet. The streets and alleys were noisy, the government organized wealthy businessmen to set off fireworks in Ziwei Square, and the laughter of children pierced through the walls of the doors, and the gentle wind blew in and into the towering mansion.

Since three days ago, Zhuge Yue ordered a round of new dress-ups in the mansion. Red lanterns are hung high along the doorways of the cloister. The window flowers are red and gorgeous, and the careful and ingenious maids cut out all kinds of patterns, including the birthday star of the East China Sea, the longevity deer of Xiling, the eight immortals crossing the sea, the Guanyin of sending children, and the thousand blessing pictures that take a lot of effort. Pots of flowers were put out, purple and red, everywhere was extravagant fragrance, and the people under them changed into new clothes, red and pink, full of joy.

Zhuge Yue also resumed the way of life and rest in Qingshan Courtyard many years ago. He has always been a very self-disciplined person, and he does not have the habit of flying eagles and horses like ordinary rich children. Now that he is free, his life is even more leisurely, he is very serious about conditioning his body, reading books and planting flowers in his spare time, and he is forced by Chu Qiao to get up in the morning to exercise every morning. After a long time, I saw that Zhuge Yue didn't react, so I plucked up my courage one by one, and occasionally saw them play to the highlights, and they would applaud.

The days passed more and more quietly, like the center of a storm, so quiet that it was panicking.

The New Year is quietly approaching in such an atmosphere. Chu Qiao changed into new clothes, the bright red color was bright, and the face of the person was like the morning glow of three springs, as if there was endless joy and hope overflowing. Zhuge Yue stood behind her, wearing a smoky blue gown, handsome and compelling, picked up a pearl golden hairpin at random, skillfully curled her full of green silk, and inserted it between her sideburns.

Chu Qiao looked at himself in the mirror, and was in a trance for a while. She doesn't seem to have seen such a self before. Since she was very young, she has always stubbornly felt that it is extremely tacky for women to wear red and green, and later due to years of running around, she has lost the spirit of grooming. But when I wore it today, I felt that there were layers of wave-like warmth coming a little bit, her cheeks were as bright as spring peaches, like autumn water, and even the corners of her eyebrows and mouth were joy and warmth that could not be concealed.

Just look at the refreshing one