(I said that I wouldn't read the book review area anymore, but I still couldn't help but read it, and then laughed, there was a book review that was really interesting, when the sword of the Sigu Sword was about to pierce the emperor's chest...... Then, when a chapter comes out today, I know that everyone will screw my ears and kill me in the name of digging a hole and not filling it, and I am not kind with saliva.

However, I have been thinking about a problem lately, there is always a need for techniques to be preserved...... So I will continue to work hard, accept it with an open mind, and be resolute and unchanged for a hundred years.

ps: It's really tired, I don't have a good cold, I didn't watch the semifinals...... I will enter the state of five bamboos again. Because although the book review can't affect my train of thought, it can affect my feelings, and I'm a rolling writer who needs to be happy. Recently and in the future, there will be a lot of comments that should add jīng that have not been added to the red, please forgive me.

The book is still long, and I will try to finish it by the end of the year. ）............ At the end of the summer of the seventh year of Qingli, it was hotter than usual. The first autumn rain has not yet arrived, and the heat of March has accumulated in the streets of the houses, and the wind does not disperse, making the city of Kyoto feel like a quilt on the kang.

When the residents of Kyoto wake up in the morning, they feel that their bodies are full of sweat residues with a high concentration, and after a little freshening, there is a burst of sweat pouring out after going out.

The cicadas were happy, and they were desperately screaming loudly, but they did not have the hoarseness and the sadness of the last life in the late summer and early autumn of previous years, but a kind of high-pitched voice that had spare strength and ease. The voices of knowing and knowing rose and fell among the green trees in and around Kyoto City, disturbing people's sleepiness and laughing at people's embarrassment.

A green bamboo pole suddenly parted the leaves and stabbed precisely at a certain place on the trunk. The cicada brother who was singing only felt that his eyes were white, and he felt that his face was covered with a layer of paste, and he could no longer open his mouth, and he wanted to use his tentacles to pull it in a hurry, but even the tentacles were pasted and he could no longer break free. It had to sigh inwardly, thinking that it really couldn't be too early.

A little eunuch looked at the tree proudly, put back the gentle bamboo pole, picked off the cicada that was bound by gluten, threw it into the big cloth bag next to him, and was about to continue to shoot, but in the afterglow, he caught a glimpse of the one sitting on the bamboo chair next to the courtyard wall to enjoy the shade, and quickly ran over, said a few words in the ear of the person, and tore open the cloth bag like a meritorious service to the other party.

The eunuch on the reclining bamboo chair was Hong Zhu, he squinted his eyes and looked at it, hummed, signaled that he knew, after thinking about it, he frowned, and said in a low voice: "How many times have you said it......?" How many have you glued in the past half a day? Wait a while, the Queen Mother was woken up, and you will take the board yourself?"

The little eunuch hurriedly pleaded guilty, and the dozen or so eunuchs who were in a daze under the green tree hurriedly continued to stick to Zhi.

Hong Zhu half-leaned on the bamboo chair, squinting at the figure of the little eunuch, somehow, but remembered the situation when he first entered the palace - there are many trees in the palace, and there are naturally more cicadas, especially this summer is too hot, and it lasts until this month, and the nobles in the palace are already annoyed with these known chirps, and it is also thanks to Hong Zhu who came up with such an idea and sent a few little eunuchs to the palaces to stick the cicadas.

No wonder the emperor and empress liked him, such a careful and considerate minion is really rare.

Hong Zhu smiled bitterly, thinking that this method was taught to him by Lord Xiao Fan, and Lord Xiao Fan should be in Dadong Mountain now, and he didn't know how His Majesty's sacrifice to the sky was going.

Emperor Qingguo left Beijing to worship the sky, and did not follow the ancestral rules by the crown prince to supervise the country, but invited the queen mother to hang the curtain, which contained in the political atmosphere is very obvious. The people in the palace were cautiously waiting for the day when His Majesty would return to Beijing, and people were panicking, and all kinds of gossip spread again and again. The queen mother hung the curtain, and the East Palace had already lost its position at this time, and there was no nobleman in the entire harem who came out to take the lead, and the calm in the palace walls could not help but show a kind of panic.

And Hong Zhu is an alternative in this panic, he originally wanted to stay in the East Palace to wait for the queen and His Royal Highness the Prince, but I don't know why, the Queen Mother transferred him to Hanguang Palace. Half a year ago, there was a fire in the East Palace, and the people in the entire palace knew that the eunuchs and palace maids of the East Palace and Guangxin Palace all died mysteriously, although everyone did not dare to discuss this matter, but for the only surviving Hong Zhu, there was a little more awe and alienation.

Everyone is dead, but Xiao Hong's father-in-law is still alive, and this incident itself is terrifying.

Hong Zhu stood up, his heart was a little gloomy, yes, he is a minion, but he is a slave with affection and righteousness, so at this time in the palace, he actually didn't know how to deal with himself, looking at the desolation of the East Palace, he was a little sad.

He walked towards the Hanguang Palace, leaning slightly, but he was young, but he began to have the smell of the dead man of the old eunuch Hong.

―――――――――――――――――― officers and soldiers of the Thirteen City Gate Divisions beat the god in the heat and carefully checked the customs documents of the people entering Beijing. The troops of the Kyoto garrison raised the jǐng ring at the Yuantai camp, and the thousands of forbidden troops guarding the imperial palace stood on the high palace wall, looking at all the qiē under their feet with suspicious eyes.

The defense forces of the entire Kyoto are in the hands of these three parts of the army, and in such a quiet and strange state of affairs, the slightest carelessness is afraid that it will lead to chaos.

The three parties did not dare to relax in the slightest, led by the eldest prince, and forcefully suppressed everyone's dissent and movement.

The people of Kyoto are not as nervous as the officials and the army, and the rich people of Qingguo are not willing to stay at home to resist the stuffy heat, but are accustomed to hiding in the teahouse that covers yīn, drinking inexpensive herbal tea, enjoying the drawstring leaf fan produced by the inner library, talking about what has happened in the court recently, and talking about the parents of the neighbors.

For the people of Kyoto, the Imperial Palace does not seem to be much different from their neighbors.

The cicadas were screaming loudly in the trees outside the teahouse, and a few of them even stopped blindly on the green flags of the teahouse, painting the big tea character into the character "荼". And these hissing chirps just covered up the discussions of the good deeds in the teahouse.

Of course, the discussion is about the matter of His Majesty's trip to worship the heavens, and the rumors have been spread for several months, and everyone in the world knows that His Majesty has made up his mind to scrap the reserve this time. It's just that the prince's benevolence and stability in the past two years have been very different from the appearance of previous years, so including the officials and the people, they are muttering in their hearts, why does His Majesty want to abolish the reserve?

Few people dared to ask these questions in person, but there were always people who dared to talk about something behind their backs, and in general, the people of Kyoto had enough sympathy and comfort for the prince of the East Palace, perhaps because people had the need to sympathize with the weak jīng gods, or perhaps as a dead commoner, they always hoped that the world would be peaceful, and they did not want to cause too much turmoil because of the waste of the reserve.

Of course, at this time, the people of Kyoto, including the civil officials of the court, did not expect that the turmoil at the turn of the summer and autumn of the seventh year of Qingli would be swept through like thunder in a way that no one expected, and it would be swept into all the people and all the land in Kyoto.

............ Suddenly, without warning, a strong wind rose from the wide streets of Kyoto and the dense houses of the houses! The wind came too suddenly, blowing off the cool hats of those street vendors with fruit stalls on the streets, with their heads down, revealing their muddy eyes, blowing the peels of the fruits rolling all over the streets, and the cicadas on the green flags outside the teahouses could no longer cling to them, and fell to the ground with a click.

The word 荼 has become the word tea again.

The tea guests sitting on the railing of the teahouse looked out curiously, and their hearts were depressed, this has been stuffy for three months, is it finally going to fall a timely autumn rain?

Then they saw that the sky was blue, but suddenly it was covered with cumulonimbus clouds coming from the southeast, and it was as if a huge lid had been added to the top of the whole Kyoto, and the yīn cool shrouded the castle and its people.

The clouds kept twisting and rolling, like countless dragons were arranging in formation, and from time to time there were clouds pulling out, which looked very terrifying. Such a thick cloud naturally heralds the rainstorm that will follow, and looking at this cloud, I am afraid that this heavy rain will be extremely fierce.

And those tea guests were not surprised, thinking that God was finally willing to make this world clearer.

There was a thunderous click, and the rain finally came down with a clatter, and the pedestrians on the street avoided it, and the tea customers upstairs squinted, admiring the rain that had not been seen for a long time and the different beauty of the house after it was wet.

The rain is not particularly heavy, but it is very cold, and after a while, the tea guests began to feel the slightest chill, and they couldn't help but be a little surprised, thinking that the autumn rain in previous years was just falling, and there must be three to get rid of the heat, why is the rain so cold this year.

With the knowledge of people in this era, they naturally do not know that ten days ago, the sea surface of the East China Sea rose up the largest hurricane of this summer, this wind disaster rushed straight to Dadong Mountain, and countless rains fell on the ground of more than 50 miles on the seaside, and then the momentum was unabated, and continued to carry the water vapor and moisture steaming from the sea, straight into the hinterland of Qingguo.

The hurricane was interesting, it didn't cause much damage along the road, but it brought immediate cooling rain to the long-scorching heat of the territory of Gyeongguk.

The tea guests rubbed their hands, drank hot tea, and secretly scolded this god for being too weird, and everyone went out without an umbrella, let alone a single coat, so they had to resist the slightest coldness in this building.

"What's wrong?" said a man curiously, looking in the direction of the city gate.

Hearing this, the lively people all gathered to the railing of the teahouse, and looked in the direction of the city gate, through the layers of rain and fog in the distance, they couldn't see what was going on there, and only vaguely felt a noise and the panic of those sergeants. The four gates of Kyoto are guarded by the soldiers and horses of the thirteen city divisions, and the military ban has always been strict, and it is very rare to have this situation at present, and all the tea guests are a little curious.

Naturally, there will not be an army to attack the city, first of all, no matter how ridiculous this imagination itself is, even if there is really an army attacking the city of Kyoto, the garrison division on the periphery will be the first to meet the enemy, and the lookout guard set up in the corner tower of the city gate division will also sound the jǐng message in the first time.

The sound of horses' hooves and the rain breaking through the long street were hurried.

The tea guests looked intently, only to see a horse at the city gate hurrying forward, only this one, everyone understood that there must be urgent news into the city, and they were relieved.

But looking at the white foam on the horse's mouth, and the haggard appearance of the knight's dusty face, everyone's hearts were tight, and they all secretly thought, could it be that there was something wrong with the border pass?

The rain kept falling, and the extremely tired horses rose up to the last of their strength, facing the wind and rain, galloping desperately. The knight, who was in tattered clothes and had a stern expression, did not care about the life and death of his mount, waved the whip in his hand fiercely, urged the horse on his body, maintained the fastest speed, stepped through the long street under the teahouse, splashed all the way to the rain, and sprinted in the direction of the palace!

Fortunately, the heavy rain came first, driving the pedestrians and vendors on the road to the side of the street, otherwise the knight would have run wildly and did not know how many people would have been killed.

The tea guests watched the man disappear into the rain and disappear at the end of the long street, and involuntarily exhaled, digesting the tension that had been quiet before, and looked at each other, not knowing what was going on in the imperial court.

"Wearing a white scarf,......" said an older tea guest in a trembling voice.

The teahouse was quieter, although the people of Kyoto who were born late did not experience the great war season when the Qing country expanded the border, but they had also heard that the worst time in the three Northern Expeditions that year, the Qing ** team killed and injured 10,000 people, and the knights who reported the news for thousands of miles of flying horses...... It is also a white scarf!

"The knight who reported the news is ......" someone asked suspiciously, "Yan ...... Governor, didn't you win?"

"It's a fast horse in the army. The old tea guest was obviously also in the army back then, his voice was still trembling, and the informant was wearing a white scarf, something big must have happened!

The chatter in the teahouse suddenly stopped, and everyone, including the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper, fell into silence, and everyone stood quietly by the railing, looking at the streets in the heavy rain, and secretly prayed that nothing would happen to their kingdom.

............ "Here we go again!"

In the teahouse, a young man shouted in panic and helplessness. At this time, there was no restlessness at the city gate, and some were just slaughtering and jǐngti, but the second rider came faster than the first, like a puff of smoke, and quickly galloped under the teahouse.

The knight was unarmoured, just a dark black sè robe, with one rein in his hand, both feet kicking sharply, and his face was covered with black sè stains from the rain.

He also had a white scarf tied around his left arm, while his right hand held a token-like thing alof, and rushed directly through the city gate, stepped through the long street, and also galloped in the direction of the palace.

The people in the teahouse looked at the previous tea guest who knew the rules of the imperial court with expectant eyes, hoping to hear some good news from his mouth.

The old tea guest's face turned pale and he muttered, "Yes...... It's the Supervisory Yuan. ”

............ After a while, the third Qianli messenger rode through the gate guarded by the Thirteen City Gate Divisions again, and stepped on the rainy street under the teahouse.

Then immediately the knight didn't feel hard, he only knew that if he couldn't report this shocking news to the palace as quickly as possible, Qingguo was only afraid of ...... There will be big problems.

The rain washed the knight's sun-scorched face, and struck his blood-red eyes, but it could not stop him, and the horses galloped across the long street in the direction of the palace.

He still has a white scarf on his left arm.

At this time, the tea guests in the building had been numbed by the shock that had come repeatedly, and they opened their mouths one after another, but they couldn't say anything. Although they don't know which side of the imperial court this third horse represents, they know that the news brought by these three horses to Kyoto must be the same, and it has been confirmed by these three parties, so ...... There must be a disaster in Qingguo.

There was a deathly silence in the teahouse, and everyone bowed their heads. The old tea guest, with a pale face and trembling, sat down, but his eyes were dark and he fainted to the ground.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to help, but no one noticed that the rain outside the building was a little lighter. Although the rain is light, the coolness has arrived, and those cicadas who were still showing off their might a moment ago finally began to feel the irreversibility of the destiny of heaven, began to feel the impermanence of life, began to feel the sadness of autumn, began to burn their lives, and kept chanting the last words in the streets and alleys of Kyoto.

"Shhhh......h Sizzle...... Dead...... Dead......"

――――――――――――――――――――― the whole of Kyoto began to fall into a sense of unknown fear and confusion, and people did not know what was happening, except that in the evening, they heard the bell ringing in the corner tower of the Imperial City, and in the background of the red twilight after the rain, slowly and shockingly beaten.

Knock! Knock!

In the layers of deep palaces, there were many people in the vast Taiji Hall, but they were silent. The Empress Dowager of Qingguo, who was temporarily presiding over state affairs, had already walked out of the beaded curtain at this time, wearing a phoenix robe and always majestic.

The Queen Mother stood indifferently in front of the dragon chair, her right hand was supported by Father-in-law Hou, Hong Zhu waited beside her with pen and ink, but she saw the Queen Mother's hand clearly, and she kept trembling in Father-in-law Hou's hand.

His Highness knelt down three informers whose bodies were wet with the rain on their luxurious blankets, but they still knelt with their heads bowed, not daring to make a sound, for fear that their unlucky crows would eventually destroy the blessings of this palace that had stood proudly in the world for thirty years.

The Queen Mother glanced at the three of them coldly, gritted her teeth, and scolded coldly: "What are you crying about?"

As soon as these words came out, the concubines in the hall who were constantly crying forcibly stopped their tears, but they couldn't erase the horror and fear on their faces.

The Queen Mother sat on the chair next to the dragon chair with the support of Gonggong Hou, and said: "Immediately close the palace, and the prince will preside over the imperial city guards, and those who violate the order will be beheaded." ”

"Yes. ”

His Royal Highness responded, and the eldest prince with tears in his eyes glanced up at his grandmother with some surprise, feeling the burden on his body, but his mood at this time was extremely agitated, and there was no way to distinguish what the queen mother's will meant.

The Queen Mother continued: "Xuanhu and Su two scholars entered the palace. ”

"Yes. ”

"Xuancheng Gate Division led Zhang Fang into the palace. ”

"Yes. ”

"From now on, the gates of the city shall be closed, and they shall not be opened without the will of the mourners. ”

"Yes. ”

"After the Dingzhou army sacrificed prisoners, Ye Chong was ordered to return within two rì, and the frontier was struggling, so he should focus on state affairs. ”

"Yes. ”

The Queen Mother's brows suddenly wrinkled, although the old man had been calm at this time, but after all, she still felt that her head began to buzz, she gently rubbed her temples, and after thinking for a while, she said: "King Xuanjing, Fan Jian, Qin ...... Constant, enter the palace. ”

"Yes. ”

The Queen Mother finally said indifferently: "Let the Queen and Her Royal Highness the Crown Prince move to the Hanguang Palace...... Ning Cairen and Yi Guifei also came over, and the third child also brought it. ”

The eldest prince lowered his head, his heart tightened, knowing that his grandmother was still not at ease with him, but in the grief at this time, he didn't want to care about these things at all.

It's dusk, the bell outside has stopped, and the candles in the Taiji Hall are fluttering, looking so bleak and uneasy. At this time, the actual controller of Qingguo, the empress dowager, who was already dying, suddenly coughed twice, a complicated emotion flashed in her eyes, and said lightly: "The inner court...... Please invite Her Royal Highness the eldest princess and Lord Chen to enter the palace for a temporary stay, Fan Xian...... The concubine who was pregnant with the child also entered the palace. ”

"Yes......"

The Empress Dowager ignored things for a long time, but every decree at this time was so clear and direct to the hearts of the people, she tried to isolate the whole of Kyoto from the outside world as soon as possible, and control those who might cause turmoil in the imperial city.

Suddenly, a childless concubine screamed frantically: "Fan Xian stabbed him! The Queen Mother wants to copy his nine clans, how can he let his family enter the palace!"

As soon as these words came out, the palace was quiet, and the Queen Mother looked at the concubine coldly, like looking at a dead person, and said slowly: "Drag it down, bury it." ”

Several guards and eunuchs stepped forward and dragged the concubine, who had fallen into a state of madness, not knowing that they would bury the poor man in the dirt under the flower tree in the palace.

The Queen Mother glanced coldly at everyone in the palace, and said in a cold voice: "Take care of your mouth and brain, don't forget...... There are still a lot of open spaces in this palace. ”

Everyone in the hall was sad, but they didn't dare to say anything, the sadness and doubts in their hearts were the same as this concubine, but they were not crazy, so they didn't speak.

"What about Chen Pingping, why didn't she enter the palace?" asked the Queen Mother with a cold face.

Hong Zhu stopped the brush in his hand, met the inquiring gaze of the Queen Mother, and said in a trembling voice: "After Dean Chen was poisoned, he went back to Chen Yuan to be treated by the imperial doctor, but I am afraid that it will ...... I don't know ...... yet."

The queen mother's eyes were cold, and she gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Send a decree to this old dog, saying that if he doesn't enter Beijing again, his mother and son will die!"

............ People go to Gongjing. Suppressing the sadness and horror in her heart, after making the safest arrangements in the shortest possible time, the queen mother of Qingguo suddenly seemed to be drained of all her strength, leaned on the back of the chair weakly, slowly closed her eyes, and a cloudy tear wet the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.