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After Chu Qiao took a few people to go, he bought an inn in Linhu to operate. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

First, in order to hide people's eyes, after all, it is a bit dazzling for a single woman to live idly with a maid and two children; Second, I really want to find something to do for myself, and if I eat and sleep all day, it's boring enough.

Although it is not here to make money, because of Chu Qiao's novel management system and excellent sanitary conditions, coupled with the superior geographical location, this "student inn" has gradually become famous in the local area. But all the tourists who come here will take this inn as the first choice, every spring and autumn when the two examinations, always full of people, business is very prosperous.

Time flies, and the days pass quietly like water in a stream. She lived in this small remote city with her eyes closed, gathered all the light, threw away the memories of the past, and lived quietly like an ordinary woman.

Nothing has changed, except for this aging body. Although she is only twenty-one years old so far, after years of running and fighting, repeatedly drifting in the ice and snow, the suffering she endured when she was young, her young body was prematurely infected with many diseases. Those old injuries will hurt bitterly every rainy weather, knees and other joints seem to be filled with snow, always cold, the corners of the eyes begin to have fine crow's feet, and the spirit is getting worse and worse, and a little tired will be so tired that you want to sleep.

She turned out to be a jar of medicine, as if there was something wrong with every part of her body, and typhoid fever visited her almost every month. Many times lying in bed, suffering from illness, she would even wonder if the body was still not hers, she felt like a puppet torn apart, about to fall apart.

Fortunately, life finally calmed down, no more bloody wars, no more cruel deaths, no more strange and unpredictable game schemes, her heart finally calmed down, like a lake, not alarmed.

In the past two years, she has rarely inquired about the situation outside. But because it was an inn, people came and went, and the children were interested, she always heard all kinds of news.

For example, the marriage of the fourth son of the Zhuge family and the eldest princess of Huaisong Nalan, it is said that after Zhuge Yue returned to Daxia, he nodded very happily and agreed to this marriage. However, just when the ministers of Daxia high-fived each other, Young Master Zhuge took out a wedding post, claiming that he already had a wife in Qinghai who had passed through the door, adhering to the ancestral precept that the wife of the chaff would not go to the court, even if the eldest princess of Nalan married her, she could only be a concubine, and if she gave birth to a child, she could still be a side wife.

It was really a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, and the Huai Song envoy was so angry that he jumped like thunder in an instant, and this incident, which was supposed to stir up huge waves in Simon, also turned into a complete joke under Zhuge Yue's joking wrist, like a stone sinking into the water, and it passed quietly without even a blister.

Then, it was the Seventh Emperor Zhao Che who returned from Northern Xinjiang with the full support of Zhuge Dasima, and brought back more than 500,000 elite cavalry from Northern Xinjiang, opening up the vast territory of the border pass and quelling the border rebellion. and Zhuge Yue sang and supported each other in harmony, breaking Zhao Yang's unique regime model in one fell swoop, and resisting the Great Xia court.

And Yanbei's life is not so good, Bian Tang closed the waterway in southern Xinjiang, and the economic exchanges between Yanbei and Huaisong were blocked, and Yanbei did not have the ability to start a war with Bian Tang for the time being, after all, the two-sided attack of Qinghai and Daxia had made Yanbei miserable.

Fortunately, Zhao Yang is now busy fighting for power with Zhao Che, and his investment in Yanming Pass is much less than before. In a year and a half, the large-scale attack campaign was organized only once, and it only stayed under the Longyin Pass for two days before Mingjin withdrew his troops, which was obviously a show full of moisture.

The situation is unpredictable and full of twists and turns.

Presumably Zhao Yang also understood that if there was no threat from Yanbei, Zhuge Yue's Qinghai army would directly cross the Longyin Pass and enter the Great Xia Imperial Capital, at that time, his southwest army alone would not be able to confront Zhao Che and Zhuge Yue.

So, to a certain extent, he actually became an ally with Yan Xun.

Things in the world are really incredible.

However, what made the literati talk about the most was the luxurious wedding of Yanxun, the king of Yanbei.

On the occasion of the New Year a year ago, Yan Xun held a huge wedding in the Shuofang Palace, and accepted the daughters of eighteen important ministers at one time, all of whom were married as concubines, and built a lot of construction behind the Shuofang Palace to enrich the harem. The wedding banquet was held for 18 days, and the people of the entire Yanbei went to Shuofang to worship, and the grand occasion was unprecedented, which was breathtaking.

On the second day of the wedding, the Nada Palace on Sunset Mountain was finally completed, and those who were lucky enough to go to Yanbei to see that palace would describe the wonders they saw thousands of times. The literati also wrote poems and songs to praise the beautiful palace.

It is said that the Nada Palace on Sunset Mountain is built in mid-air, embedded in the cliff, there are fountains flowing from the bottom to the top, there are colorful gardens floating in the air, there are fragrant wine syrup rivers for ten miles, and there are gold carvings and silver walls that are as bright as the sun. It is a miraculous building, and even the Jinwu Palace, which has a history of thousands of years in Bian Tang, cannot be compared with it.

Everyone in the world knows that this palace was once built by King Yan for his lover, General Xiuli. However, since General Xiuli and King Yan broke up on the Fire Thunder Plains two years ago, this legendary woman who got up from a slave and repeatedly caused King Yan of Yanbei, Sima of the Great Xia Army, and Emperor Bian Tang to launch the War of the Three Kingdoms has completely lost her news and withdrew from Simon's political map.

Some people say that she married into the Bian Tang royal family and changed her name and surname to accompany Emperor Bian Tang. Some people also say that she is the wife claimed by Sima Zhuge Yue of Great Xia, and she is currently continuing to lead troops in Qinghai. Some people also say that she has returned to Yanbei and now lives in the magnificent Nada Palace.

However, all the rumors are just speculation, and no one will know that the legendary woman is now running a small inn in a small town at the southern end of Bian Tang. Every morning and evening, I will go for a walk on the shore of Jialing Lake, chat with some old people who play chess, and kill time.

Life suddenly became simpler, and she didn't want to think about many things anymore, but sometimes she remembered the story she had told the boy in that dilapidated courtyard many years ago: "The king built a hanging garden for his beloved woman, where there were fountains flowing from the bottom up, colorful gardens floating in the air, rivers of fragrant wine syrup, and gold carvings and silver walls as bright as the sun." The Hanging Gardens eventually became a World Heritage Site, symbolizing the king's unchanging love for his lover. ”

Half a life has passed, some people have stopped, some people have passed by, some people have forgotten their way to come, some people can't find the way forward, even if there is occasionally a trace of memory in the memory, how can they recover the friendship that has passed?

After all, it's all over.

The team came to Xiuling on the second day, along the way there are high streams, lush vegetation and green pines, if it is not for the mood discomfort, it must be a good rest and swim all the way.

However, a heavy rain on the evening of the third day blocked Chu Qiao and the others' trip.

The mountain road is difficult to navigate, and the silt is dented. On the afternoon of the fourth day, I finally walked to the Qingheng River, but found that the only bridge had been broken by the heavy rain after the heavy rain. A team that seems to be about to cross the river is rushing to repair, but after all, there are only more than 30 people, and the progress is slow in the end.

Now there are only two roads in front of us, either turn around and take a detour, which will delay at least more than ten days; Either wait for the bridge to be repaired before crossing the river.

Chu Qiao added ten baht of silver to each of the hired groom guards, and these honest people immediately happily joined the team building the bridge ahead.

After a while, Ping An walked to the carriage and said, "Sister, the other party sent someone to thank us." ”

Chu Qiao saw that the other party did not mean to speak in person, so he was happy, and nodded lightly: "When you go back, just say that everyone is on the same road, and they all have to cross the river, so you don't need to thank you." ”

The sky soon darkened, the thunder rumbled in the sky, the weather was extremely hot, Chu Qiao slightly lifted the curtain of the car window, only to see the dark clouds in the west, I am afraid that it will be a heavy rain in the near future.

Mei Xiang took a few subordinates to cook meat porridge. Chu Qiao saw that the team on the other side of the ferry was quiet, all the subordinates were repairing the bridge, and only a simple green cloth carriage was quietly parked under a pine tree. Under the red light of the evening, the carriage seemed to be dyed with a layer of red, the breeze passed, the curtains were slightly turned, and a white gold boot revealed a corner of splendor, quiet and indifferent, as if he was a noble person.

Mei Xiang called her own guards and beckoned everyone to eat porridge. Chu Qiao saw it and instructed her to send the extra porridge to those people opposite. When Mei Xiang didn't want to come back, he was holding a large bag of oiled paper in his hand, and when he opened it, it was full of fine pastries and shortbread, as well as two large pieces of dried beef.

"He's really a grateful person." Mei Xiang smiled and picked up a piece of pastry, sniffed it between her nose, and said, "It seems to be the mille-feuille cake of Baishui Guan Yufu Ji, miss, do you smell it, it doesn't look like the goods imported from Baishui in our store?" ”

Chu Qiao frowned and took it, looked at it for a while, and said quietly: "It's not the same, we bought a mid-range pastry, not so crispy." Such pastries can't withstand a long journey, and the other party must have just bought them to eat on the way. ”

Mei Xiang was slightly stunned when she heard this, although she had no worries about food and clothing over the years, but after all, she was born in poverty, she muttered: "It's really rich to give away such expensive dim sum." ”

Jingjing has had a minor illness these days, and she always falls asleep sickly, and when she smells the fragrance and opens her eyes, she doesn't see what it is, so she shouts to Mei Xiang: "Sister Mei, I want to eat." ”

"It is indispensable to guard against people, the origin of this group of people is unknown, so it is better to be careful. Mei Xiang, find a place to throw these things away, don't eat them. ”

Mei Xiang nodded and said, "What Miss said is true." ”

The thunder had been blowing for a long time, and the gale had been howling for a long time, but it disappeared again at night. When it was completely dark, the wooden bridge was finally built.

The group also seemed to be in a hurry, and a person who came over said hello to Ping'an and left first.

Chu Qiao didn't want to waste any more time, and after the group crossed the river, he also crossed the river with his men and horses.

However, when I walked to the ferry, I saw that the porcelain basin with meat porridge sent by Mei Xiang was placed in a side of artemisia grass, and the meat porridge was intact, but it didn't move. A few wild mice crouched on the edge of the basin, feasting.

Chu Qiao lowered the curtain of the car window and leaned quietly on the cushion, his eyebrows slowly wrinkled.

Who are these? But what does that have to do with that?

Chu Qiao remembered the unusual movements in the area of the Meishan Imperial Mausoleum for a while, and couldn't help but worry about Li Ce.

Hopefully, it's just that I'm too careful.

Just look at the refreshing one