"Tingtingsheng" is a newly opened wine shop in the old years of the West Market, different from others, a powder wall on the street, there is not only a gap for entering and exiting, among which a magnificent gatehouse is built, the door is hung with "fried lamb" and other colorful stir-fried dishes, the door is a courtyard, the courtyard is set up to open the table, but it is not the knee case that the Zhou people are familiar with, nor is it the long table and stool that the Hu people are used to, under the color shed, it is actually a high square table with swing chairs, it looks fresh, but Chang'an is rainy in this season now, the yard is not diners happy intentions this fresh.

Nowadays, it is rare to see the orchid who leans on the door and sells laughter, but there are still in the hall inside, still dressed in a charming dress, only a little more arrogant between the eyebrows and eyes, and they are very fond of ignoring the Zhou people, except for those outstanding Lang Jun, they are willing to laugh one or two, and most of the courteous smiling faces are dedicated to the diners of Hu Bang's foreign race.

There is a lot less style outside the door of the wine shop, as if a long street is dull a lot, and although the rain is light down on this day, the sky is still gloomy and not cheerful, there are many pedestrians on the long street, and many wine shops are full of birds, but only this Tingtingsheng, because of how much different, the business is still thriving.

Xie Ying got out of the car in front of the gatehouse, and immediately a maidservant girl picked her up with an oil-paper umbrella, and she was not afraid of the mud on the ground when she stepped on the clogs, but her face was more gloomy than the sky, even if she asked the shopkeeper, there was a lot of money in this wine shop, and she didn't have much energy as the owner, so she lazily went all the way in, to a private room specially left for her, threw off the clogs, and collapsed on the comfortable seat that looked no different from the leather sofa and was not as comfortable as the leather sofa in later generations, and sighed sullenly.

Since her short marriage with He Ji was sentenced and divorced by Empress Dowager Wei, she has completely become the laughing stock of the long-tongued women in Kyoto, and also completely angered her grandfather Xie Raoping, so that she is grounded at home and not allowed to go out, fortunately, there is a grandmother who loves and pampers her, she can't stand her crying, and she has a big quarrel with her grandfather, Xie Ying's grounding order is gone, but she has few friends, and she has become a laughing stock and has become more and more annoying, but fortunately, she has been married once, and she no longer needs to follow the etiquette of the boudoir girl, and the dowry is still at her disposal, With the acquiescence of my grandmother, I set up this wine shop and several shops, which can be regarded as fulfilling my former wish, and I also have a place to pass the time every day.

Xie Ying knew that in fact, in the palace and a few prominent families, occasionally try to eat stir-fried vegetables, but the woks are not more convenient than later generations, and the Zhou people use more animal oil for cooking, the taste of stir-fried vegetables is greatly reduced, so she found a blacksmith, according to her drawings and descriptions to create a wok, and spent a lot of money to invite a lot of talented people, and finally squeezed out edible peanut oil and soybean oil, so that in Tingtingsheng, stir-fry as the main dish, plus the rest of the fresh seats, soon let Tingtingsheng's signboard in Chang'an City.

It's just that she has always been bored with rainy days, because she has been lazy to go out recently, and she has been depressed at home for a long time, and because of the strange dream last night made her depressed, so although it is not sunny today, the rain has finally weakened, so I thought that instead of listening to my grandmother and mother at home, it is better to come to Tingting to be clean and clean.

At this time, as usual, she let the most attentive servant Qian Mo sit and drink with each other, but she had no intention of falling in love with this Turkic young man as usual, and she was still thinking about yesterday's dream with her brows wrinkled.

I don't know why I dreamed of Liu Shi Niang, but it didn't look like Liu Shi Niang, her eyebrows and eyes looked the same, but she was reserved for no reason, and she didn't wear silk and satin, and her cloth dress and skirt were very shabby, kneeling in front of her and crying, asking her to save a beggar, saying that the beggar was seriously ill, but she had no money to ask for a doctor, so she asked her to give alms, the beggar in the dream was full of stench, but his eyebrows and eyes were still handsome, and he looked a little like Xiao Jiulang at this time.

This dream is like one of the scenes of a film, and the camera was switched instead, until now He Ye, who occasionally makes her dream, appear, but it is still that cold and unruly appearance, and the background is like a battlefield for some reason, the bones are like mountains and rivers of blood, even He Ye seems to be injured a lot, staring at her, without any warmth: "Let's do it, for the sake of the same Zhou people, and a husband and wife, use the knife in your hand, give me a good time, don't let me be a slave of the country, die in the hands of the Turks." ”

She woke up suddenly, and for some reason her heart hurt so badly, as if the scene in the dream had indeed happened, and even a scene appeared in her mind inexplicably, she did pierce the knife and dagger in her hand through He Ye's chest, watching him die, and muttered to herself: "Don't blame me, you did it yourself, you didn't listen to my dissuasion, you deceived me first, only if you die, I can continue." ”

The dream and the appearance in her mind are so real, Xie Ying doesn't think it's her fantasy, because she thinks about it carefully, and she can still "remember" what happened to Liu Shiniang, Jingzhao Liu was defeated, because Liu Xinyi actually took advantage of his position to assassinate the Turkic envoys, and the door was full of people, the male was beheaded, the female dependents were not official maids, Mrs. Wei and Xiao's hanging beam committed suicide, Liu Shiyi Niang was married because she was just a concubine, she survived, in the end she was still abandoned by her husband's family, Jing Zhaoxiao had fallen long before Jingzhao Liu, and Liu Shiyi Niang was exiled, reunited with Xiao Jiulang, Xiao Jiulang was seriously ill and dying, it was she who still cared about the past friendship, so she saved Xiao Jiulang's life, and gave Liu Shiyi Niang a residence, 100 acres of fertile land, the two of them became husband and wife, and they still lived a loving life.

And at that time, He Ye had already died, and Empress Dowager Wei was also seriously ill and dying, no, Wei Haichi was no longer the Empress Dowager at that time!

She is under house arrest, because this world is no longer her world, not He Zhou's world!

The Ninety-Five Emperor has been replaced by the Turkic Khan Ashina Qisan, as for Xie Ying himself......

She frowned, she couldn't remember what happened to her at that time, but since she had the spare strength to favor Liu Shiniang, she should still be prosperous and rich.

What is certain is that Liu Shiniang has never been the princess of Jin, and she has never received the attention of Empress Dowager Wei, but Jingzhao Liu is a penniless concubine, she has never been famous, cowardly and stupid, He Ye and her have never met, they are two people who have nothing to do with each other, she Xie Ying is the real princess of Jin, although she later killed her husband with her own hands.

What is the reason why fate should have gone the way it should have been, and what is the current situation?

What makes Xie Ying faintly excited is that she understands the great changes in the future, the Turkic prince Qisang has raised troops to attack Ganzhou, and the Empress Dowager Wei has repeatedly retreated, intending to negotiate peace, and continue to appease the Turks, but Xie Ying knows that Ashina Qisang will not stop moving, and the Turkic iron cavalry will one day break through Chang'an City, so will her situation be improved because of this sudden change?

Definitely, definitely.

God will not let her inexplicably travel to this time and space from the afterlife, nor will she inexplicably revive such an important "memory" at this critical juncture, although she is puzzled by how Liu Shiniang He De can replace her as the princess of Jin, but this is not important.

It's just a slight deviation, and it can't transfer the gears of the Mandate of Heaven, just like the Turkic restoration, just like the Anbei War, Jin Wang Ye will still die of defeat after all, Liu Shiniang is still not afraid, maybe in the end, she will still prostrate in front of her and plead and beg, let her save her old lover Xiao Jiulang Yu from death, Xiao Jiulang is still missing, isn't it in line with Luotuo's fate arrangement?

But where is my breakthrough?

How far is my way out?

Xie Ying was unwilling to wait passively, because she was also afraid that her fate would deviate, she was troubled, anxious, excited, and nervous, just like she dreamed of the lucky number of the big prize, but she forgot the most critical number because she woke up from the dream.

After sitting sullenly like this for a long day, the wine burned her intestines, and she became drunk, her brain was dizzy, and her body became soft, Xie Ying's drunken eyes squinted, this Turkic young man who looked lean, but his behavior was very violent, which was enough to make her want to die, and there was an untimely lust surging in her body, and she wanted to have fun in time.

The soft arm stretched out, and it stimulated a dry firewood fire, which entertained and moistened the woman's anxious body and mind, coming out of this elegant room, Xie Ying's autumn waves were clean, her eyes were delicate, and the charm between Gu Pan was infinite, and it was no longer like the depressed appearance when she came, passing through the hall, even if there was an orchid dancing, it was even inferior to Xie Niangzi's "swaying posture" and eye-catching.

She had always enjoyed such a scene, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked into a smile, her cheeks were slightly tilted, and she passed through the hall with a small hand as soft as a boneless, gently resting on Qianmo's arm—nowadays, there are not many nobles who can evoke the Turks.

was triumphant, but suddenly sensed two burning gazes, Xie Ying couldn't help but look sideways, but saw that on the wooden staircase leading to the elegant room on the second floor, a rebellious Huren warrior looked at her with raised eyebrows and extremely presumptuous, his eyes were as sharp as knives and daggers, as if he was about to tear her dress.

Xie Ying still has the arrogance of a noble lady of a great country in her bones, and she doesn't like the arrogant gaze of the Hu people, but her reason understands that at present, the Turkic envoy is negotiating peace with the Zhou court in Chang'an, and this warrior may be the envoy's guard, she didn't dare to put her disdain on her face, but she actually gave a soul-shattering glance, until she got out of the wine shop and boarded the car again, leaning softly on Qianmo's arms, and then snorted coldly: "You Turkic men, are you all so rude?" However, the mere guard warriors dared to covet the nobles of the Zhou court. ”

This was originally a word to vent his anger, Xie Ying only needed to curry favor with Qianmo for two sentences, but Qianmo was silent, Xie Ying became more and more dissatisfied in his heart, sat up straight, turned his head and glared at the servant, Qianmo said in a low voice: "The person just now is not an ordinary warrior......

"It's not a samurai, but it's still an envoy?"

"It's my Great Turkic Prince, the son of the Kunlun God, and the Warrior Magic."

Xie Ying was completely stiffened at this time: "What did you say?" You are a slave, how do you recognize Chisang?! ”