This ethereal hope, apart from his late father, really thinks so...... It's just her.

"Your Highness." Xue Yuxiao said slowly, "I will save your life, in the past, you gave me this thing, and it was very affectionate, I can't accept it...... But I also wish you a long life, and I want the Four Highnesses to live freely, and take a new look at this country and mountains, this broken old land, and I will spend the rest of my life recasting mountains and rivers. ”

Xie Budo subconsciously wanted to stop her from saying this, but her words had already landed, and there was no room for turnaround. He was stunned for a moment. Holding the longevity lock very tightly, as if the strength of his whole body was drained in an instant, he suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, letting the rain and blood stain stain.

Xue Yuxiao stretched out his hand towards him.

It was the first time in Xie Yu's life that he was lifted up from a muddy, dirty, embarrassed, and even desperate situation. It was as if he had been climbing by a well for a long, long time, and there was an infinite purgatory at the bottom of the well, and everywhere he was screaming as he was burned by karma...... She threw out a thin spider silk and hung down for him to climb, a long way, but in the end, escaped from the karmic fire of this life.

……

The situation was turned upside down, and the throne soon turned into a sweet fruit coated in venom, tempting the noble courtiers to reach out to it.

After Xie Fu's death, the Xie clan immediately sent people into Beijing, originally aggressive and intent on snatching the throne, but saw a very neat and orderly sergeant outside the capital. On the spot, he changed his tone and asked the auxiliary ministers, there are many daughters of the clan, who can be the new emperor?

The ministers just shook their heads and said nothing. Occasionally, a few of them looked like they wanted to say something, but they sighed again, turned around and walked away.

Xie quickly learned why.

The seal and ribbon were sent to Xie Ruoyu's case, and the commander looked at the throne at her fingertips—she reached out and grabbed it, which was justified. However, when she raised her head and saw the sword sergeant who gave the jade seal, the greed in her heart was immediately dispelled with vigilance, and she bowed her hand, indicating that she was unwilling to succeed.

Although it is acting, it is still acting. During the state funeral after Xie Fu's death, the two of them played a posture of resignation and resignation, and this jade seal was still respectfully sent to Xue Yuxiao's case after all, along with the will of being burned into ashes by flames.

It was a will to ask the harem to be buried together, and it was disposed of by Xie Ruoyu, and what was exchanged with it was an edict of the king to be issued from time to time.

"There are a lot of criticisms of you, but Chanjuan has a very high reputation among the people, and the people of Jingzhao are very happy." Li Qingchou came in from outside the hall, unloaded his sword, sat down beside Xue Yuxiao casually, and glanced at the seal on the case, "Everyone asks you to execute the Fourth Highness to make a name for yourself, otherwise you will not want to serve the new emperor and participate in the ceremony." Do you have any thoughts? ”

"I'm not going to kill him." Xue Yuxiao flipped through the letters sent by all parties, which included not only the kind of text that Li Qingchou said, but also some documents that tended to be inflammatory, and dedicated her son to her, she glanced at it and said, "It's not that I'm soft-hearted, nor do I have personal feelings for Xie Si, but I just shirk the blame for the disaster to a man, I'm really ashamed." ”

Li Qingchou shook his head and smiled when he heard this, and said, "It's still the Chanjuan Niang I know." ”

With that, she got up and went to take the jade seal on the case to examine and play with. Xue Yuxiao didn't even raise her head to care, she continued to look at all kinds of solicitation documents and advice, and said, "These people are really interesting, threatening me to connect with the Shi clan by dismissing the dynasty. ”

Li Qingchou picked up several seals and looked at them, and saw Xue Yuxiao's new big seal, engraved by Baoyu, with the words "Emperor Tianjing Destiny, Virtuous People Chang" engraved on it. She said, "You made it new?" I love this. ”

"I've been doing this for a while." Xue Yuxiao said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you." ”

Li Qingchou chuckled, put back the seal, and said, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about, how can the seal be given away easily." Although you are currently the regent, and the preparations for the gift are not finished, except for the Xie clan, only you have the ability to ascend the throne in the court. Otherwise, how could there be a mountain of paperwork and letters...... There is a big sikong, and the government can't be chaotic, but the people in important positions in the high gate rely on their identities, and you must connect with them before they are willing to enter the court, so they are unwilling to pull down their bodies and change their loyalty to others, and they claim to be loyal and good generals. ”

She turned around and walked to the other side, looked at the imperial clothes hanging on the shelf, and continued: "I guess you may not be so gentle, some people come to me to knock on the side and test your mind, I said how the Marquis of Triumph is a person, can you not know?" She was born in a wealthy family, and she is the beloved daughter of the commonplace, and she has never been coerced, so you should weigh it. ”

Xue Yuxiao said: "Yes...... I'll naturally do what I'm trying to woo. But if you provoke me, maybe your head will fall to the ground. ”

She pulled a book from the book and wrote down a few names. The people who remember are all from poor families, these people are quite talented, but they were previously blocked by the Shi clan and cut off their careers, but now Xue Yuxiao wants to break the road of the Shi clan's monopoly of high officials, and appoint the cool officials from the Han family to impose severe criminal laws, and use both grace and power, while visiting and wooing the elders of the court, while cutting off the unnecessary shackles on the Eastern Qi court.

The two discussed business and dealt with it until late at night. Xue Yuxiao was really tired and tired, and returned to the garden to rest - there was an eldest brother in the palace to deal with palace affairs, which was a matter of peace in the world, so she mourned for the abolished emperor in accordance with the etiquette law, and she sent someone to replace Ziweiwei and let the Xue family soldiers protect the eldest brother. In addition, the husbands of many clan relatives were in the court, and they were not allowed to leave the inner court without permission until the enthronement ceremony was over.

After the heavy rain, the wind is good.

Lotus lanterns are lit in the garden, and soldiers are guarding the inside and outside. Nominally, the status of the Fourth Highness has been abolished, and he is under house arrest in another garden, which is no different from a secluded prison. But in practical terms......

Xue Yuxiao walked into the inner courtyard, and the servant lifted the curtain. In the painting screen, Pei Yuxue was dressed in a snow-colored wide-sleeved fine kudzu gown, the sleeves were covered with dark lines, and he was sitting solemnly, the paperwork he dealt with today was no less than Xue Yuxiao, and some of the adults who were ministers were dangerous to speak, but the sons and daughters could come to visit and explore, he was holding a pen and meditating on the lamp, and there was a red shadow lying in the corner of the bookcase-Xie Budo buried his head in sleep, and his body sank into the dim place where the lights were not lit.

Xue Yuxiao glanced over and pointed. Pei Yuxue raised her head, glanced at the person who was asleep in the corner of the desk, got up in her clothes, and whispered to her: "After reading my room full of books and commenting on your letters and poems, I slept for a while...... Finally stopped bothering me, and we went out to talk. ”

Xue Yuxiao had no objection at all, the two walked to the edge of the verandah, she casually took off the cloak on her shoulders and draped it on Pei Yuxue, and while tying him with a belt, she said: "Although it is spring, it can't blow the wind yet." I've worked hard for you these past few days, and I'm afraid you'll fall ill from hard work. ”

Pei Yuxue looked at her and said, "I'm also afraid that you will work too hard." ”

His hand stretched out slowly, silent in the night, and the shattered light of the stars fell on the back of his hand, and the frosty skin reflected the stars. Pei Yuxue quietly and very calmly took her hand and whispered softly: "You have been eating and living in Fengge for the past few days, and you finally came back, don't talk about business." ”

Xue Yuxiao held his hand back, and there was no need to be cautious in front of him, so he didn't think twice: "Then talk about Xie Budoubt?" ”

Pei Yuxue stared at her silently.

Xue Yuxiao felt speechless, and coughed lightly: "Your clothes are very good-looking...... Why is it so good-looking. This sleeve is particularly well embroidered. ”

Pei Yuxue raised her eyebrows and looked at her without moving.

Xue Yuxiao said: "The weather is also very good tonight, ...... it is lukewarm."

Pei Yuxue smiled helplessly, stepped forward and buried herself in her arms. The starry light in the sky was long, draped on Pei Lang's half-side frost clothes, he closed his eyes, leaned against Xue Yuxiao's shoulder, and muttered: "I thought you had grown, but it turned out that there was still no ......"

Xue Yuxiao hugged him back, and wrapped his arms around Pei Lang's waist. He was dyed with a faint cold fragrance of plum blossoms, and he was quietly in his sleeves. In this embrace covering a thousand words, Xue Yuxiao's heart suddenly became extremely quiet.

Her tiredness, nervousness, and tiredness, and her heart, which she could never completely let go of because of the unpredictable situation, were all smoothed by the faint fragrance of plum...... Even if she is now in the position of ninety-five, she will suddenly think of the clear pine wind between Pei Yuxue and her playing against her under the window when she first came to this world.

He was too quiet. But he has always been so quiet, in his silent gaze, Xue Yuxiao often settles down, just like two people walking on a road covered with deep snow, she crosses it with one foot deep and one foot shallow, always feeling that he will be lost, but every time he looks back, he can see Pei Yuxue's clear eyes.

Pei Lang will always be by her side, forever.

Xue Yuxiao raised his hand to stroke the black hair that was facing him, picked out the plain silver thread inside, and gently wrapped it around his fingers. The two hugged each other for a long time without a word, so long that the sleepiness swelled up, Xue Yuxiao hugged him tightly, leaned Pei Yuxue against the edge of the pillar, pressed on him, and said sullenly: "Sleepy......"

Pei Yuxue said softly: "Go in and sleep." ”

"No, I'm going to sleep in your arms......"

There were a few guards on duty not far away, and these words inexplicably made people feel ashamed of cheating.

Pei Yingxue kissed the root of her ear, paused, and then tentatively and carefully kissed her ink eyebrows and the corners of her eyes. Xue Yuxiao closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled with struggle, she felt a little itchy, but she still didn't open her eyes, letting the butterfly-like kiss imprint on the tail of her eyes, with the cool breath on his lips.

"Okay......" he said slowly, in a low voice, "sleep in my arms, and I'll hold you." ”

Orchid willow wind pile falling flowers (1)

Chapter 85

In mid-May, the new emperor was enthroned by Chan and changed the name of the year to Taishi.

Prime Minister Wang Cheng, who died because of his gratitude, handed over half his life for Daqi, and Xue Yuxiao rejected everyone's request to change the country name, and still continued to use the word "Qi". She also rejected the invitation of the harem draft to serve in the harem, and for this reason, she went to see her mother in Taiping Garden.

Everything in the garden is the same, just because Xue Sikong is now in charge of the Feng Pavilion, although there is no name of Situ, but there is the reality of Situ. Therefore, the visiting ministers are all important ministers of the officialdom, and after the officials are promoted to the court, the first thing is to visit Lord Sikong.

The power has reached its extreme. However, since Wang Xiu's death, Xue Zeshu has always felt depressed, as if there is one less opponent who can kill each other and a friend who can speak for themselves on this chessboard, and there is only a little loneliness left after all.

Xue Yuxiao didn't wear an imperial robe, nor did he bring a guard of honor, just a guard with him. Her long silver-gray skirt swept the steps with her steps, and the attendants of the Taiping Garden saw her, saluted and called "Young Master", and then hurriedly changed her name to "Your Majesty." ”

Xue Yuxiao smiled lightly and ordered, "It's okay to still call the young master." Then he went into the garden.

The wind is clear, the grass and trees in the garden are loud and loud, the wind curtain under the eaves collides, and the jade sound is crisp. The servant got up and raised the beaded curtain and whispered, "The master mother is taking a nap." Young master, I'm going to ......."

"Not necessarily." Xue Yuxiao said, "I'll wait a while." ”

Sikong took a nap in the inner room, and she sat down next to the desk, reaching out to look through the official documents spread out on the bookcase. The light outside the window was projected on the scroll, the incense of the stove was faint, the light was offset, and a faint layer of incense mist rose from the air, the light was through the mist, and it was dimly reflected on her hand as she flipped through it.

The pages of the book are stumbling.

When the incense burned out, Xue Zeshu woke up from a big dream of the past. In the screen, she saw the nine phoenix tassels swaying on her daughter's sideburns, and the blurred sunlight fell on the hairpin. Xue Yuxiao sat quietly not far away, looking at government affairs, and the hopes of raising her for so many years gradually landed when Xiao'er ascended to Yuyu step by step...... A hint of Zhishi suddenly appeared in her heart.

This intention has long been there, but because I can't rest assured that I can't love my daughter, I don't say anything for a long time.

Xue Zeshu got up from a nap, sat opposite her daughter, pulled out the fold in her hand, and said: "Don't look at this, the government is decided, you appoint the Hanmen, and the scholars have no high-ranking men who do not write articles to express their dissatisfaction, and the backlog is in my place, even if you don't say it's burned, pick it up and take a look." ”

Xue Yuxiao said: "My mother keeps these in her hands, I'm afraid I will look at them from time to time." How can I let my mother bear this anger on my behalf? ”

Xue Zeshu glanced at her helplessly, put it on the lampstand in front of Xue Yuxiao and burned it, and the firelight climbed up the page, licking all those indignant words. Sikong said: "Your Majesty has a lot of opportunities, what is the important matter before you come back to discuss with me?" ”

Xue Yuxiao was so busy that she didn't even have time to eat with her, and she opened her mouth to talk about government affairs, and Lord Sikong was such an old person, and he actually complained to his daughter because of this.

Xue Yuxiao took her hand to prevent the unburned flames from reaching her mother's hand. She lowered her head and pressed the palm of Sikong's hand, closed her eyes and was silent for a moment, as if she had received a firm support and strength from the hands of her elders. After a while, Xue Yuxiao opened his mouth and said: "I want to establish Pei Lang as Fengjun, but I am afraid that the officials will not allow it, so I ask my mother to write a concerto, so that I can obey my mother's order." ”

Xue Zeshu was not surprised, she looked at Xue Yuxiao's face, and suddenly said, "Xiao'er, my mother really doesn't understand you sometimes." ”

She touched Xue Yuxiao's head, stood up and walked to the window. Xue Yuxiao's gaze moved with her movements.

"Although Pei Lang is good, there are tens of millions of men in the world, even if there is no one as stunning as him, there are people who are better than him in poetry and books, etiquette, and weaving and embroidery. It is human nature to like the new and hate the old, not to mention that now you have enjoyed the world, Xiao'er's restraint and dedication are incomprehensible to the mother, how can there be a natural saint in this world? Or did you vent your wanton indulgence when you were young before you became pure? ”

Wang Sun Niangzi, Miss Gonghou, such a single-minded person, she has only seen two in her life.

Xue Yuxiao seemed to have insight into what she was thinking, looked at her mother's back and said softly: "Then what does the mother think of Prime Minister Wang?" ”

The crown of the two generations of pen and ink is a model of deep love, with three thousand weak water, and one scoop to drink.

"Wang Xiu......"

"The prime minister has missed her husband for more than ten years, and she did not hesitate to die for this, and she did not leave a daughter behind her." Xue Yuxiao said, "I treat Pei Lang like a prime minister treats his deceased husband." ”

After a pause, she continued, "Mother, I am not a saint. Before I made up my mind with Pei Yinxue, I also took Wang Lang to play horses on the streets, watch the lanterns in the Liuhe River, and also ate Ulva sea bass with Cui Qi, and I thought he was cute...... I also pity the four highnesses for giving me a golden lock, willing to give up my 100-year-old life to pray for my safety, all this, people are not plants and trees, how can they not feel it? It's just that I thought that maybe Pei Yuxue would be sad and sad, so I didn't care about anything else. ”

“…… How did it come to this? ”

"Mother, I often miss the time when I was not famous." Xue Yuxiao's voice gradually lowered, "He was wearing a frost suit, full of cold, and the plum fragrance was permeable, teaching me to read and write on the side of the desk, just like half of my teacher." I was ...... I just think he's good. ”

"Ordinary women treat others, often declining and relaxed, and after a long time, they feel that this person cannot match themselves, so there are many negative and fortunate women. How do you ......"

"If such a good person is tortured and wronged for me, my daughter will feel ashamed." Xue Yuxiao also stood up, she walked over slowly, and let the wind in front of the window blow the phoenix. "I can't hurt my loved ones for the sake of pity. I think that the prime minister has not married a husband for many years, and it is also because he sees his beloved husband when he dreams back at midnight, and he has a clear conscience. ”

Xue Yuxiao has always only done what he thinks is right, not what the world thinks is right.

She is very receptive, but also very opinionated.

Xue Zeshu sighed softly, she actually thought that Pei Yuxue was a very good gentleman, but she had different concepts from Xue Yuxiao, and it was a pity that her daughter could not enjoy the blessings of Qi people.

"Okay." Sikong-sama agreed, "I have one more thing to tell you. ”

She turned around slightly, stretched out her hand to take her daughter into her arms, patted her back gently, and said with emotion: "Xiao'er no longer needs her mother to escort you and cover up the trouble, you are now in this position, if I am in power in the court, you will retreat because of filial piety, and you can't do as much as you want." We don't care for each other, and we can't do our best. In addition, my mother is very old, and I am an old guy who dies and retreats, and I have no friends, how lonely. …… So I want to wait until after the New Year's Festival, and your newly promoted Aichen will gain a firm foothold and become self-reliant. ”

"Mother's ......"

"Xiao'er, don't persuade me." Her words blocked Xue Yuxiao's subconscious reaction, "I was just going to Jingjiao Road to watch your righteous brother Gu." I think that the mountains and rivers that Wang Xiu can't see all over will surely flourish day by day in the hands of my daughter, and I just happened to go to see it after Zhishi retired...... Remembering the face of death, although I can't treat Heng'er like a son-in-law, I must treat him like my son! ”

It seems that my mother still likes Wang Heng very much.

Xue Yuxiao couldn't help but wonder: "Mother only loves my brother, not me." ”

"Oops." Xue Sikong looked her up and down, "Dignified Supreme, also so coquettish?" As for your husband, why don't you see him come with you? ”

Xue Yuxiao said: "He went to the grange to see the growth of the crops. Pei Lang was very attentive to the agricultural seeds he personally brought back, and the green wheat was so lush that even I didn't dare to destroy it. ”

Xue Zeshu was silent for a moment and sighed: "This is indeed Feng Jun's qualification......"

At the end of May of the first year of Taishi, the great Sikong asked for this matter, and the emperor named Pei as the Fengjun.

Before the canonization ceremony, the news spread. accompanied Du Erlang to lose his soul and wash his face with tears, and created many poems on the theme of resentment, and for a while, Gu Ying's self-pity words and sentences became popular. Among them, only the poems of the coral owner are very different, arrogant, and they can't look down on anyone's poems when they catch and scold them...... This move blew up Wang Qinghui, who had not appeared for a long time, and the two had a big quarrel again, and the poems and essays of each other were spread all over the city.

Xie Si was nominally imprisoned, but in fact he lived near the Great Bodhi Temple, concentrating on raising flowers and vegetables every day, and he looked like he had spent a thousand sails. And Pei Yuxue rarely shows annoyance, acts fairly, and never says a bad word about Xie Si, who would have thought that these two people could write poems anonymously and quarrel so darkly, the sun and the moon are dark...... Sure enough, there are only a little bit of pleasing to the eye, and there are still more unpleasant places.

On the day of canonization, it was a clear sky without clouds.

Xue Yuxiao wore the red gold emperor robe, walked down from the top of the jade steps, her golden skirt brushed over the steps, crossed the cold masonry, and came all the way, grabbing his hand.

It was Pei Yuxue's very rare, almost rare costume. Dark-haired and red-dressed, wearing a jade crown inlaid with Danzhu, under a bright background, her gaze shone into a pair of cold and warm eyes, his hand was held tightly by Xue Yuxiao, so he slowly held her hand back, just like he had always done.