In the early morning, the cold wind rolled down and fell on the tiles on the house, causing a subtle crackling sound.
Fei Yu stepped out of the house, wearing a purple feather on his shoulders and a jade belt around his waist. He calmly adjusted his clothes. He said goodbye to his family and friends, and then strode toward the tall and spacious palace in the city.
Behind the scenes, the old lady groaned and the bride choked.
Looking back just now, the three people were arguing in the house, and their words even sounded like they were pleading.
"Son, maybe you don't want to go?"
The old lady was grieved. Her son, whom she had always been proud of, was now going to serve justice. She urged the old lady to do it, but she could only watch the white-haired man sending the black-haired man away.
"I am the most suitable."
Fei Yu lowered his head, not daring to look at the scene in the old lady's cloudy eyes, but another resentful and miserable gaze pierced him like a knife.
The eyebrows were raised, and they fell on the charming face that had expressed its heartfelt feelings under the moonlight.
"The emperor doesn't want to go here, the left prime minister doesn't like it, and all the officials in the hall are like jackals. My husband is gone like this, and he will probably die!"
Some desolate sounds came out of the bride's mouth, and each word turned into a heavy stone, weighing on his heart.
For a long time, a trace of struggle flashed in Fei Yu's eyes, and finally the content of the letter he saw not long ago came to mind.
"call--"
"One month ago, during the battle at Yuguan in the northwest, everyone said that the rebel bandits in the three border states were plundering, but they did not know how to deceive the superiors and deceive the subordinates. Song Yiyun held his own troops and clearly defeated the Luo Song rebels. However, after reports of worries, he added
All the ministers in the court are in trouble with each other, trying to steal the money and food from the state."
"We have more than a hundred thousand soldiers, and we are stationed in eight states in the northwest and southwest, almost half of our beams! And the families in front of the palace are still arguing about how to build palaces, how to increase taxes and open schools, and how to fund massive ordnance, allowing them to be unscrupulous
Occupy the northwest!"
He raised his head, as if he had returned to the age when he was high-spirited and scolding Fang Qiu. His eyes were filled with magical light, and a high-spirited spirit was brewing in his heart.
"Wu Guogong is so ambitious that he has long wanted to separate the country. He is the next Luo Song Festival. At this difficult time for the country, none of Lu Lu Gong's ministers can be used!"
He angrily said, "The left and right are fighting each other, the officials from the six departments are criticizing, the censors are giving empty advice, and there are even great eunuchs who have come to the court to take charge of the government!"
"How stupid!"
Fei Yu wanted to do something, something that could remind everyone in the hall of the dire situation. He didn't know if it would be useful, but he had to go because he was deprived of his salary and worried about him.
This scene caught the bride's eyes, making her expression become increasingly sad. She lowered her eyebrows and covered her mouth, whimpering like an abandoned cub.
Fei Yu, who angrily accused the court of treacherous people, paused for a moment to regain his composure, and finally stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the bride's shoulders, murmuring in his ears, and comforting her.
"Don't worry about being hurt. There is still hope this time. As long as you persuade the emperor to return, not only will you have no fault, but you will also have great achievements."
Does he believe this? Fei Yu didn't know that the three people in the room knew the temperament of the one on the Jinluan throne.
"How much more can a person live his whole life without death? Being as humble as dust and as light as a feather is not what my husband wants."
Seeing that they could not persuade him, the two women could only feel sad.
"As we say farewell today, I would also like to ask my mother and Lian'er to go back to Yaozhong County, take their family with them, and go south to Haizhou. I hope that my family will be safe and peaceful and will not be implicated by unfilial sons."
He raised his body and bowed, and his figure walked away.
At this time, a servant came forward and followed Fei Yu's instructions before leaving. He went to a funeral shop at the corner of the street and purchased white silk, paper figurines, wreaths and various funeral items.
It was daylight, and passers-by in the neighborhood were surprised. At some point, a funeral procession passed through the Fei family's residence. Some people asked, but no one knew which member of the Fei family was responsible.
People were speculating that it might be the old lady, or some relatives, but as for Mr. Fei, no one thought anything would happen.
"We just met him yesterday. He is a nice person."
While everyone was talking in the alley, a group of family members, including Mrs. Fei and the bride, quietly left the city.
Two hours later, the suona sounded loudly, and suddenly there was the sound of horse hooves.
Everyone exclaimed, it turned out to be soldiers, wearing armor, rushing over with evil spirits, and driving straight towards the Fei family.
"Kikiji?"
"Why have these evil stars been alarmed? Looking at the shining sword, it doesn't seem like they are here to express their condolences."
"Did Mr. Fei commit a crime?"
Before they could whisper to each other, the onlookers were driven away by the clanging swords. A soldier stepped forward, and when he opened his mouth, it was as cold as December.
"The minister of the Ministry of War, the martial arts servant Fei Yu, was disobedient in front of the palace! He attacked and killed the imperial officials. My emperor was furious and ordered all the family members who had paid the fee to be thrown into prison. The three tribes of Yi!"
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Chen Yu walked into the city, which was bustling with people and people coming in and out like a constant stream.
"I heard that the battle at Yuguan was fierce, but I didn't expect that the troops from Luosong in the northwest could stop Duke Wu!"
"There has been a stalemate for more than a month, but the progress in the north is much better. Now everyone hopes to quickly pacify the northwest."
"Yes, a few days ago a tax collector said that in order to support the Northwest War, two more tax items should be added."
"What?! More?"
"Sigh, I don't know when it will end. Otherwise, in the future, the officials will tell you how much more exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes will be levied!"
In the tea house and restaurant, people were talking. Chen Yu wandered around for a while. He listened to these things and searched around, and went straight to the corner he had just noticed.
"Younger generation! But you want to enroll in Fangqingyuan?"
In front of the old door, an old man with white hair walked out with a stick and a basket in his hand. He happened to be across from him and looked up and down, his eyes lighting up.
"The Fangqingyuan behind me is not simple. It is said that it was built in the previous dynasty and has produced many high-ranking officials!"
Perhaps he saw that Chen Yu was young, and he was not dressed in a rich and luxurious manner, as if he was a scholar. The old man followed him on a whim, and began to fiddle with the foundation of the academy, counting how long it took for Master Qingtian to walk out.
When will I receive the name and honor from the Emperor and Prime Minister?
"I have to say, old man, that after visiting Jianye Baishi Academy many times, our Fangqing Academy is one of the best among them. However, we have had bad luck in recent years and have been robbed of our reputation by Shujiang Academy in Beicheng."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The old man is still introducing to him how famous the academy was in the early years and how popular it was. A single quota can be exchanged for the pursuit of wealthy families.
"Now is the perfect opportunity. If young people get started, they won't even need much training. Although many masters have left the academy, there are still a few who were quite knowledgeable when they were young."
The old man kept talking.
Chen Yu, however, had already stepped in at this time, looking back at the phantom behind him, making a portrait, smiling slightly, and occasionally nodding to the old man's words.
He saw it in his eyes and shook his head. On the way here, he had picked up many wanderers from the street, so he knew nothing about the so-called Fangqingyuan in this place.
The academy was indeed famous in the past, but something happened later. I heard that the student who was the previous head of the academy was on the wrong side and put his fortune on the Song Dynasty. As a result, the Yuan, Liang and Song Dynasties changed one day and one night, and all the disciples who were born here were
It was inevitable that he would be implicated, and his situation would get worse with each passing year.
Fortunately, he didn't come here to study. After he stepped closer, he directly reached out and wiped his hand in front of him. A silver light enveloped it. In an instant, he knew that there really was an interior scene under his feet. He didn't wait and escaped into the void.
in.
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Jianye, Wangjiang Main Building.
As one of the most popular places for prostitutes in the world, even if the current situation is turbulent and unstable, it is still very popular. In other words, under the surge of unrest, Wangjiang Chunshui is even more popular than before.
"Sister...sister, it's getting cold. Grandma asked the attendant to add some charcoal."
"Well, put it there."
In the dimly lit pavilion, fireworks are burning, and the sound of silk and bamboo echoes on the river. Accompanied by the sound of drums and the shouting of people, it is not as gentle as the water of Jiangnan women on the banks of the Huaihe River, but it is also uniquely sonorous and melodious.
Just like now, the woman stood silently in front of the window, looking into the distance.
Boats pass by on the river, and there are pavilions and waterside pavilions on both sides of the river.
Farther away, there are lotus lanterns hanging high, and a dark red building outlined in the water and clouds, winding slowly in this thousand-year-old ancient capital.
“It’s so lively.”
Zhao Mingshuang's face was cold, and her eyes seemed to reflect the clear moonlight. She looked quietly, but it turned the world upside down, and there was a sense of tranquility in the dancing red and green.
Tap tap tap!
Outside the house, someone came and knocked respectfully on the door.
"Sister, Mr. Liang told Nanny that he would invite you to drink in the river and look at the moon. Nanny meant that you were tired of traveling and traveling, so she declined the invitation politely."
Zhao Mingshuang made no move and only made a faint hum.
"Thank you, mama, for protecting me. Let's go back. I'll be fine if I rest for two more days."
The attendant withdrew, and she no longer had any intention of looking far away. She took the clothes and put them on her delicate body, and leaned gently on the table.
I took the pen and ink, polished it a little, and then used it for calligraphy and painting.
Gradually, a scene of lights appeared, which was astonishingly similar to what she had seen before, but she had copied it.
After staring for a few times, Zhao Mingshuang shook his head, tore off the valuable [Liangnan Paper] and threw it aside.
The hands are uncertain, the brush strokes fall on the paper, and the mind is far away.
"A person in a boudoir, a guest in a room, is ultimately a bird in a cage."
He sighed sadly, his eyes sparkled, and he gradually calmed down.
"Miss!"
Click! Just as she was feeling sad, the door was pushed open violently. She turned around and saw a girl with short hair. Her face was sallow, she looked thin, and she had a slim figure.
My legs and feet seemed to be weak, and after I walked into the gate, my left and right legs were shaking.
"Yaoyao, why are you so panicked?"
Zhao Mingshuang looked around and saw that the girl who had just hit her shoulder was the maid he picked up on the way to Jianye. She was originally a beggar. According to the other party, she wanted to be robbed after the thunderstorm.
He went out to eat some food from the wealthy family's house, but was caught by his colleagues, beaten, and left to die in an alley.
The girl recuperated for two days and survived with difficulty. Then she took advantage of the fact that the man was happy with the wealth he had plundered and got drunk in the Wangjiang Tower in Luocheng, so she beat him to the ground in the dark.
He was also injured in the fight and was picked up by Zhao Mingshuang who was passing by.
At that time, Los Angeles was in turmoil, and every family was competing for the real estate, businesses, and shops left behind by the wealthy families who had been struck by lightning.
Even if the government suppresses it, it will be difficult to return to its original appearance for a while.
As for Zhao Mingshuang, she was originally going to be sent to a certain nobleman by Captain Wei, but she didn't know much about the plan as it was just a gift. As a result, she was struck by thunder and killed many people.
Song Jiancheng, who took her from Jianye to Luocheng, and Wei Duwei, who accepted the beautiful jade, were among them.
To others, the thunderstorm in Luocheng may not be good or bad, but Zhao Mingshuang was grateful in his heart. The person behind Wangjiang Tower did not want to offend the Kanghe Song family and the Wei family, and wanted to win the trust of the nobles. Unfortunately, after this
This happened, and there was a big change in the court. In a short period of time, no one probably cared about the whereabouts of a mere prostitute.
Freed from the constraints, she left Luo City and took the lame beggar she picked up. After grooming and recuperating, she found that he was sensible and took him under her to work.
"Miss, why don't we run away!"
The girl who was named Yaoyao said this and persuaded her more than once on the way. Yaoyao didn't care what status she served, she just wanted to repay the kindness of saving her life, so she kept calling her "Miss" and placed herself very low.
Now that I see Zhao Mingshuang suffering every day as he is about to leave Luocheng, I feel like thinking about him.
Yaoyao couldn't tell the difference between a red prostitute and a pure prostitute, and she even felt that being a prostitute was not bad. At least it was better to have enough food and clothing, than to be a beggar living on the street and die suddenly.
But if Zhao Mingshuang doesn't want to, the two of them will always have somewhere to go.
Who knows, Zhao Mingshuang said: "Where are you going?"
Yes, the world is so big, where can they go with just their weak bodies and her appearance?
Where can I find peace?
So the two of them returned to Jianye and Wangjiang Tower.
"Miss! There were a lot of officers and soldiers outside just now! They said they wanted to arrest people!"
His thoughts turned around and his eyes returned to the room in the building. Yaoyao was panting, and his dry yellow face was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Along the way, she came into contact with Zhao Mingshuang, and she had sincerely recognized this young lady. At this time, something unexpected happened outside, and she came to report the news as soon as possible.
"Don't be anxious yet, come and drink some tea."
Zhao Mingshuang, on the other hand, poured tea into the cup naturally without any hurry or delay. Her tea skills were not bad and she was ranked among the dozens of famous Qing prostitutes in the building.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing that Miss De's face did not look panicked, Yaoyao, who had been homeless since she was a child and was confused when encountering officers and soldiers, slowly calmed down.
Then he asked and answered questions, and Zhao Mingshuang explained the details in a soft voice.
"Hunting for fugitives?"
The woman smacked, Yan Cang... They had not heard this name many times and it was a bit unfamiliar.
Zhao Mingshuang and his two men returned together with the team from Wangjiang Tower in Luocheng. It had only been five days since then, and they had closed the door in the building to thank guests without coming or going.
I don't know how many dignitaries, princes and scribes learned that Fairy Wangjiang had returned. Their hearts were itching like a cat scratching, but they couldn't see her, and they lamented for a while.
The two of them closed the door, so naturally they didn't know anything about the outside world.
"Miss, I heard that Yan Cang was born with a pair of big ears, arms hanging down from the knees, big shoulders and a thick waist, about nine feet tall!"
"He has a face as black as carbon and a mouth full of fangs. He is so ferocious that he even likes to eat human flesh! I heard from Xiao Cuilan in the kitchen that this man is a woman who likes thin skin and tender meat most, just like you, miss.
of!"
Zhao Mingshuang didn't pay attention to Yaoyao's words. She had been living in the world and was used to seeing strange people and strange things, so she didn't really believe these hearsays.
Then he asked about another thing.
"The reason for the government pursuit?"
Yaoyao shook her head, expressing that she didn't know. As for the impact on Wangjiang Tower, there were probably too many nobles here, and the number of guards increased several times in a short time.
"But it's not as good as the Luo City Dharma Conference. The guards looked average and didn't even have armor."
Zhao Mingshuang chuckled, like a hibiscus in full bloom.
"You girl, the sky is high in Luocheng and the Emperor is far away, so few people say that leather armor is worn outside. But this is Jianye, and Daliang ordered that you don't need to wear armor."
"How dare they wear it out in public."
As the two of them talked and laughed, the hours passed by little by little.
The commotion outside became much quieter. Yaoyao went to inquire about it, but the government still couldn't catch him and let the prisoner run away.
"Go to bed early tonight. It looks like grandma won't force you to pick up guests in the next few days."
Speaking of this, Zhao Mingshuang felt that she had to thank the fugitive whom she had never met before, otherwise she would have to find some way to deal with it in a few days. She was not ready to break up with Wangjianglou yet.
Crunch——
After the concierge closed, the woman came to the bed and took off her silk clothes one by one, exposing her jade back horizontally.
At this time, there was a sound of shattering rubble.
She woke up with a start, nothing more than hanging her clothes on her body again, when she saw a figure leaping in from the window.
Whoosh!
A cold light flashed, and a sharp blade was pressed against Yubai's neck.