"Of course, your sister, am I such a bad person?" Zhao Qingke also glared at Zhao Zhengfei and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that my spy said that someone has been investigating related things recently, and it seems that they want to drag our Zhao family into the quagmire. Zhao Zhengfei also said.

"Haven't we been doing well lately?" Zhao Qingke also said with his chin in his hand.

"That's because King Fu is dead, otherwise do you think our Zhao family would be so stable?" Zhao Zhengfei also said after a pause, and continued, "Is the matter of the Lu family related to you?"

"What does the Lu family have to do with me?" Zhao Qingke said after Zhao Zhengfei was also white.

"The Lu family was suddenly forced out of the ground. Zhao Zhengfei also touched his chin and said.

"What the Lu family was born. Zhao Qingke's eyes also lit up and said, "This is a good thing, I want to write a letter to my eldest brother." As he spoke, he was about to go inside.

"He's your brother, I'm not your brother, right?" Zhao Zhengfei also pulled Zhao Qingke back and said. ”

"Third brother, can't you and your eldest brother be the same as before? Zhao Qingke also looked at Zhao Zhengfei and said, if it was Zhao Qingke before, he would definitely not say these words, but with yesterday's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Zhao Qingke also recalled the memories of being with Zhao Zhengfei since childhood, so she was also suffering from both sides in the face of family affection on both sides.

"If I let go, can the eldest brother really rest assured?" Zhao Zhengfei also said slowly, "I never mind in the eyes of the old man, but I am worried about my own life, and even more worried about my mother's life, so I must fight, because I hate the appearance of handing over my fate to others." ”

Zhao Qingke also knew that he couldn't persuade him, and also said: "Third brother, I won't help either side, but I hope you don't ruin the Zhao family for the sake of fighting for things." ”

"My surname is Zhao. Zhao Zhengfei also said to Zhao Qingke. Zhao Qingke also nodded, turned around and went inside to write a letter.

And Yi Jinglan in the Siwen Pavilion sang slowly with her hand on the table: "The grass is green under the Ma Wei slope, and there is still a concubine mausoleum today. Thousands of miles to the west, He Lao sighed and heard the bell on a rainy night. Yang Guifei was fragrant under the pear blossom tree, and Cen Yuanli led the soldiers to protect the car. Sigh the king's desolation and loneliness, one heart seems to be drunk and two tears are like pouring. The desert and the waning moon are at the beginning of Hyosung's appreciation, and the road is all the way to wade through the water and climb the mountain. It's easy to look forward to the palace to rest and be tired, but the cold rain and bleak wind help the tragedy. There is a sleepless Tang Tianzi in the Sword Pavilion, listening to the tinkling sound outside the window. Hurriedly asked: "What is the sound outside?" Gao Lishi played: "The rain in the forest and the golden bells under the eaves." When the king heard this, he sighed for a long time. He said, "It is the heartbreaker who hears the sound of the heartbreaking!" How can I cut the constant lovesickness, cut the constant love. The sprinkling of the window lattice knocked on people's hearts a little bit, and the sound of falling wood made it difficult for me to dream. When the long frightening sound starts from the front of the eaves, the cold and cold bones are born from the bottom. The lonely lamp shines on my lonely shadow, and I talk to anyone on a rainy night. From ancient times, Wushan once entered the dream of King Xiang, why do I want to dream of Qing, and my dream can't be realized. It's not that the bow shoes are lazy to step on the three watches, and it's not that the sleeves can't help the midnight wind. It's not that the hotel is depressed, and it's not that the soldiers and horses are galloping. It's not that Fang Qing has a lingering hatred in her heart, and it's not that Bo Xing is less sincere in her heart. Otherwise, why didn't the goddess leave Luopu, and the empty teaching taught me to dry my tears and look at the soul. ”

"Miss Yi sings really well. Qi Siyao also pushed open Yi Jinglan's door and said.

"Obviously nothing, I like to sing two lines. Yi Jinglan also said to Qi Siyao.

"Yang Guifei, don't Tang Minghuang, Miss Yi, I just told you that singing tragedies will not end well. Qi Siyao also shook her head and sat in front of Yi Jinglan and said.

"Why did Miss Qi come to me?" Yi Jinglan also said with a smile, "Isn't it that you didn't ask enough just now, and you want to ask me?"

"Where, I really don't want to bother you anymore, but I'm attracted by your singing, and come and see. Qi Siyao also glanced at her and said.

"So I'll sing another part to Miss Qi?" Yi Jinglan also looked at Qi Siyao and said.

"Forget it, I'll talk to Miss Yi for a while. Qi Siyao also put the teacup away and said after filling the two of them with tea.

"Then I don't know what Miss Qi wants to hear?" Yi Jinglan also said after laughing.

"Let's talk about whether the Lu family can fight against the Zhao family. Qi Siyao also said with a smile, that charming smile can always make people's hearts flutter, but Yi Jinglan was taken aback by Qi Siyao's words, stood up abruptly and said, "You provoked the Lu family and the Zhao family?"

"The word provoke is not used well, because they can't be friends in the first place," Qi Siyao also said slowly as she drank tea regardless of the angry Yi Jinglan.

"You're a madman. Yi Jinglan also pointed at Qi Siyao with a trembling finger and said.

"Crazy, why did Miss Yi say that?" Qi Siyao also shook her head and said to Yi Jinglan.

"I helped Lu Jiyu, firstly, because I like him, but more importantly, he has a life-saving grace for me. You don't hesitate to mess up the entire Nanjing City for the sake of one Fang Xiao, you are not crazy, what are you?" Yi Jinglan also put down her trembling hand slowly and then said.

"Is it a life-saving grace?" Qi Siyao also chuckled, "He hasn't been saved yet, but there will definitely be one in the future." ”

"Qi Siyao, you do this, aren't you afraid that your father and your brother will blame?" Yi Jinglan looked at Qi Siyao's state and her heart was also half cold, but she still continued.

"They, now it doesn't matter if I break the sky in Nanjing, because they know that I'm just venting about marrying in a few months. Qi Siyao also drank tea and said slowly.

"It's so calculating, I just don't know if Miss Qi ever hated herself for being her daughter?" Yi Jinglan also squinted at Qi Siyao and said.

"It's okay, these things are hard to do, and it's easy to get too tired all the time. Qi Siyao said and stretched her waist and said, "I still like to be a little girl." ”

"Who would have thought that the delicate Miss Qi could have such a scheming?" Yi Jinglan also said.

"You don't have to taunt me, if it was useful, you would have been let go by now. Qi Siyao also looked at Yi Jinglan and said after drinking water. "What about Miss Qi, what else do you want to do?" Yi Jinglan also said after simply sitting down.

"What are you doing?" Qi Siyao also smiled and said, "It depends on who is more powerful in the Lu family or the Zhao family." ”

I will still show you the second half of the words quoted today: a child is lying in a red tent with a cold pillow and a cold jacket, and a child is buried in a pile of loess with a pearl and a heavy jade. The rainstorm of Lianli branch is divided into left and right, and the winged bird is blown away by the wind. It is expected that there is no day in this life, but I hope to follow the jade rong under the spring. Fang Qing is Chang'e returning to the Moon Palace, and she already knows why she should go west if she gives up halfway. Regret that you should not pay the military power to the wrong son, and regret that the affairs of the country are all up to your brother. Thinking about it carefully, they are all traitors, he mistook the country, and he was really wronged, and he said that you are a concubine. The three armies, what hatred and hatred are against Qing. I'm ashamed that I can't keep you alive. Pity your incense and soul scattered with the wind, but it made my blood and tears pour like rain. Mourning, staring at the starry eyes, creaking teeth, trembling jade body, and bleak flowers. Seeing that they can neither save you nor replace you, how will they repay and receive. The saddest annual pear blossom blooms, and from now on, I will see a miserable pear blossom. My concubine, I have slandered you for a while, so that I may repent of my new love and remember the old one. It can no longer be too liquid to view the lotus and pedicle, and can no longer be agarwood pavilion spectrum Qingping. You can no longer play with the moon at the head of the building, and you can no longer wish longevity in the palace of eternal life. The two of us whispered to the place of love late at night, and you also said that the loving husband and wife are the same. To this day, the words are still in the ears, and I have thought about a few times. The bell outside the window is intermittent, the rain is tighter, and the residual lights in the room are half extinguished, and the couch is like ice. Soft intestines, nine turns, hundreds of knots, and hundreds of knots, teardrops are red in thousands of lines. This king had a sleepless night and was sad until dawn, and suddenly heard the eunuch start to drive on the journey.

(End of chapter)