Song Difei saw that Han Tong seemed to suspect him

"It's just that Lord Song brought back this scroll today, and the younger brother is only afraid that there will be fraud in it. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info This article is written by. The first release was like my Dajin secretly releasing the news, saying that the Yan daughter was in Western Qin and was the queen of Western Qin. This painting scroll may not have been painted by Prince Cheng of the Western Qin, but by someone else, who knows what the reason is? "Han Tong's words are all reasonable.

Therefore, Han Tong said boldly: "Your Majesty, Brother Rong Chen's performance, just as the younger brother of the minister saw when he sent an envoy to Western Qin in October last year, the queen of Western Qin is the best in the world, and what is even more rare is that her martial arts are deeply hidden, and her archery skills of piercing Yang in a hundred steps are amazing." After that, the national teacher said that the Empress of Western Qin was the daughter of the Yan family recorded in the ancient books, and the younger brother was surprised, but after thinking about it, it may be good, I am afraid that I will not be able to see the second wonderful person like the Queen of Western Qin in heaven and earth. ”

Today, seeing that my brother lost his demeanor for the first time, on the first day of the first lunar month, the Great Jin Emperor, who was accustomed to sympathizing with the courtiers, actually made a group of old ministers kneel on the ground, which really made him incomprehensible and worrying.

Han Tong, the king of Qingzhou, has always been famous for daring to speak out, and has always been the head of his brother, whether he was the son of the world in the past, or now he is the emperor of Jin.

Song Difei didn't know if his speculation was as His Majesty wanted, and he was worried.

When the Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty heard this, he was indifferent and silent.

According to what Song Difei thought in his heart, since His Majesty asked him to say it, he must hope that he could say something different. He couldn't understand Emperor Jin's thoughts, so he could only truthfully list the differences one by one, even if he praised Empress Xiqin in these words, he couldn't avoid suspicion.

After looking at it again and again, he was careful and careful, and when a thin sweat was oozing from his forehead, Song Difei thought about it again and again, and then dared to say truthfully: "Your Majesty, the person in the painting is indeed the Empress of Western Qin, and her appearance is good, but if you investigate it carefully, the aura is a little different from that of Empress Xiqin." The woman in the painting seems to be younger, and the Empress of Western Qin has a more stable temperament and the demeanor of the mother of a country. ”

"Wechen obeys!" Song Difei was no longer afraid, but he still got up and walked forward, lowering his eyes to look at the unfolding scroll.

It seems that the Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty has never heard what the King of Qingzhou said before, nor has he heard Song Difei say, the person in the painting is indeed the Empress of Western Qin, this is an indisputable fact, why does their majesty care so much about this matter?

"Come up and take a look at the man in the painting, it is...... Empress of Western Qin? ”

"Wechen is here!" Song Difei was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he hurriedly kowtowed.

Everyone knelt for half an hour, and finally heard the Great Jin Emperor speak, but only called the name of Song Difei, the champion of the Jinke Branch.

"Song Difei."

Nowadays, the demon obstacle in the heart is floating vividly on the painting, and some people presumptuously identify the person in the painting as ......

He didn't even have time to say goodbye, she was so caught off guard, the Medicine Pagoda fell, she was engulfed in flames, this scene was a magic obstacle that he could not step on in his life, so that he could not look at any woman again, like hers or not like hers.

In a word, he lost his beloved in exchange for the so-called treasures in the underground palace.

Over the years, her last words to him have repeatedly forced him to ask his heart, do you want to take the treasures in the dungeon and not exchange anything for it?

That day in the underground palace of Shengjing Fahua Temple, her last words to him were, let me marry someone else, you can bear it, it must be because you still love something else, more important than me.

Three years and two months, he didn't forget the girl for a moment.

It's his maid.

The curvature of the corners of the lips in the painting, the smile in her eyes, stroke by stroke, lifelike, not those living skin imitations, but like to the bones. His eyes were too familiar and smiled, and thousands of stars were in her eyes.

No matter how anxious the ministers were, the Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty was unconscious, and he couldn't hear any sounds around him, and his cold starry eyes surged with all kinds of emotions, and no one could empathize.

Next to the dress of the person in the painting, which is stained by the red pen, there are several inconspicuous words: "Under the peach tree, the mandarin ducks play in the water." In the loess ridge, there are no dry bones. ”

His Majesty the Jin Emperor is all stable and thoughtful, and they are all broken today.

The Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty was silent for a moment, suddenly got up from the dragon seat, stroked the cheek of the person in the painting with one hand, the fingertips were not touched, the dragon robe was wide, and the tea cup on the side of the action was turned over, and the tea cup fell to the ground, smashing out an earth-shattering sound.

The surroundings were quiet, the ministers knelt on the ground, and no one dared to look up at the imperial case.

The person in the painting is clearly ......

Han Wen and Han Wu were the personal guards of Emperor Jin, and they were closest to His Majesty at the moment, and when they caught a glimpse of the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting, they were also shocked to look at each other, and their hands pressed the saber on their waists, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

No one pleaded for Song Difei, no one knew the reason for Emperor Jin's anger, and he was only speculating in secret.

Song Difei was even more confused, he didn't know when he offended Long Yan, he trembled, and only cared about apologizing: "Weichen should die!" Damn it! This painting should not be brought back to the Great Jin, Weichen is willing to be punished! Your Majesty, please calm your anger! ”

Seeing the king of Qingzhou kneeling on the ground, everyone didn't have time to see the face of the Queen of Western Qin in the painting, and knelt on the ground one after another.

"My Emperor is angry!"

In the four years since the founding of the Great Jin Dynasty, the monarchs and ministers have always been harmonious, and everyone knows that their Jin Emperor His Majesty is happy and angry, even if they are arguing in front of him, His Majesty is still as usual. A belly of splendid thoughts, hiding thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, today this is ......

The people who left behind the discussion were all confidants, and they were all shocked to see this situation.

"Brother Emperor......" Han Tong immediately retracted his hand, and hurriedly took a step back and knelt on one knee: "My emperor forgives his sins!" ”

"This painting...... Is there really something abnormal? Han Tong frowned, leaned closer to take a closer look at the painting, but before his hand touched the scroll, he only heard a low shout, wrapped in the momentum of thunder, which made people feel frightened: "Don't touch it!" ”

There was no answer, and the Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty seemed to be completely unable to hear what others were saying, and his hand froze in place and did not move.

"Brother Huang?" Seeing that the starry eyes of the Great Jin Emperor were firmly fixed on the person in the painting, and there was not even a moment of wandering, Han Tong was surprised.

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