"This little thing is called 'Aimu Pisan'. It is similar to a Western music box, but the sound it plays is like fairy music. The craftsmanship is exquisite and unique in China." Xia Nanyu played with the MP3 in his hand, as if immersed in memories.
"Mom, can you play some fairy music?" Xia Qinxin whispered.
Xia Nanyu woke up from the memories and said with a kind smile: "Although this thing is good, it is too fragile. It can no longer be used after jumping into the river with me. But it doesn't matter if you hold it in your hand and look at it, you can always think of it.
Some people, some things..."
After playing with it for a while, Xia Nanyu handed this exquisite gadget to Yuan Feng: "I'll give this to you."
Yuan Feng quickly declined: "How can I want something that Aunt Nan regards as a treasure?"
Xia Nanyu said: "Now I can take revenge and restore the Han family. I have fulfilled my wish. If I keep this thing anymore, I will only see it and miss the person. Your Aunt Nan is not old yet, and you still want to start a new life."
What about life?"
Having said that, Yuan Feng could only take the mp3 and said: "Then I will keep it for you for the time being."
Xia Nanyu nodded: "Okay, I'm tired and want to take a rest. You young people, go for a walk and talk."
The two bowed and saluted, then exited the room and gently closed the door.
Although it was early winter, the countryside in the south of the Yangtze River was not very cold. The two of them walked silently on the yellow grass. Suddenly Yuan Feng thought of a question that had been buried in his heart for a long time: "Qin Xin, that night... was it you?
?”
Xia Qinxin's face turned red and white, and she thought countless thoughts in her mind. Finally, she said noncommittally: "You are... the worst!" After that, she ran away.
Yuan Feng scratched his head, seemed to understand, and shouted behind Xia Qinxin: "I will be responsible."
…
The King of Han's tour to the south of the Yangtze River came to an end soon, and the huge empire still needed him to take charge of the escort. However, the embarrassing former Queen of the Southern Han Dynasty, Xia Qinxin, was brought back to Nanjing by Yuan Feng.
In the Forbidden City, three majestic palaces sit on the huge Xumizuo on the central axis of the palace. The early winter sunshine shines on the eaves of the palace, and all kinds of birds and animals shine. On the scaffolding built of moso bamboo, countless craftsmen are working in an orderly manner.
Busy.
The Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty was simple by nature, and the palace decorations were not very luxurious. At the end of the Zhou Dynasty, they were not repaired for several years. They experienced several accidents and military disasters. These palaces were damaged to varying degrees. The new dynasty had a new atmosphere, even as the capital.
, it also needs to be repaired.
Yuan Feng's team was basically composed of war talents, so he inherited the officials from the six ministries of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The task of repairing the palace was handed over to the Ministry of Works, while Yuan Feng was busy preparing for the war against the remaining enemies in Shandong and Shanxi.
Time waits for no time, and the Northern Expedition is about to begin. Before that, the ministers advised Yuan Feng to ascend the throne of God as soon as possible, which would be justifiable. However, Yuan Feng believed that the world had not been unified, and it was still too early to proclaim the emperor, so he rejected the officials' suggestions. In fact,
This is because he still has a knot in his mind. Who is his biological father's name and where is he from? This mystery is not solved. He is unwilling to proclaim himself emperor with the unknown name of Liu Yuanfeng.
In a cell where the sun cannot be seen, a prisoner wearing a white coat and disheveled hair is sitting facing the wall, motionless. The jailer slowly walks over, and the keychain on his waist rattles. When he sees the prisoner
The food on the small table in the room was still untouched. The jailer shook his head helplessly: "You are seeking death."
The imprisoned person was none other than the former emperor Zhang Shicheng. The short-lived dynasty had only one emperor from beginning to end, and its rule only lasted a short twenty-five years, even shorter than the Sui Dynasty. This founding monarch was also the last emperor.
What exactly is going on in his mind is unknown to others.
"Bang bang" the jailer knocked on the iron railing of the cell with his eyebrow stick and shouted: "Zhang Shicheng, someone is watching you."
The emperor remained motionless. In the past few days, many of his old ministers had come to visit him in the heavenly prison, but they all came to investigate and make impassioned speeches. Some even came in with hidden daggers and knives to kill him. For these little men with both ends of the rat,
Man, the emperor really has no interest in paying attention.
When the jailer saw that he was not moving, he murmured something in a low voice, turned around and went out, opened the iron door, and let in two young women.
Both women were dressed in palace attire and had graceful figures. They were in their prime. Although they did not wear any valuable jewelry, they were very noble. You could tell at a glance that they were relatives of the emperor.
"Father...Father!" One of the women threw herself at the cell door and shouted.
Zhang Shicheng's tiger body trembled and he turned around slowly. In just a few months, the emperor had become extremely old. His eyes were drooped, his temples were gray, and his beard had fallen out.
"Father, I am Wan'er." Zhang Wan'er cried so hard that the pear blossoms were filled with rain.
Zhang Shicheng was speechless for a long time. His daughter was not dead. He couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or lucky. Now he finally understood that those conspiracies and tricks were useless. The situation was over. Even if the plan was successful, it could not save the demise of the Zhou Dynasty.
The person next to his daughter is clearly Liu Ying'er. Today, Liu Ying'er has a respected status, even higher than his father. During the war, he was already the leader of the Beggar Clan and the military advisor of the Han army. Zhang Shicheng still knew 1xsom
of.
His daughter was with Liu Ying'er, and her opinion was self-evident. Maybe Wan'er had become one of Yuan Feng's harems, and coming here at this time was just to humiliate and hurt herself. Thinking of this,
Zhang Shicheng snorted coldly: "Go away, I don't know you!"
Zhang Waner cried: "Father, I am Waner, your daughter, why don't you recognize me?"
Zhang Shicheng just kept silent.
Seeing this, Liu Ying'er stepped forward and said: "You have been an emperor after all, why are you so petty? The King of Han ignored the past grudges and accepted Wan'er as his concubine. If she can give birth to a son in the future, the mother of nature will be richer and richer than the son.
Biao, as a grandfather, don’t you want your grandson to live a better life? And your two sons, one is in Shandong and the other is in Shanxi. They will be defeated in a matter of days. I can’t guarantee that the second prince will, but
The King of Han has an old relationship with the fourth prince, so he will definitely be spared his life, and maybe he will be given a hereditary title that will last forever. Whether the children and grandchildren of your old Zhang family will have enough food and clothing depends on your word."
Liu Ying'er was not subtle in her words at all. She went straight to the point, but she was better than those second ministers who were full of twists and turns. Zhang Shicheng was not angry and said: "You have said so much, what do you want me to give in exchange?"
"Where are the remains of Emperor Wu? And where are the other things left by Emperor Wu?"
"Hahaha, I want to know this too. Over the years, Jin Yiwei has been looking for such things, but unfortunately there has been no clue. Some people say that he died in the sea of fire and his body was not found. Some people say that he disguised himself as a monk and escaped through a secret passage.
In exile overseas, some people say that he was originally a book boy from Taibaijin Star in the heaven, and was taken back to the lower world without permission. No one knows which story is true."
Liu Ying'er and Zhang Waner looked at each other. They didn't expect to get such an answer. Zhang Waner didn't give up and asked again: "Father, you..."
"Wan'er, I ordered your biological mother to be killed and her body was thrown away. It was also my order that you were kidnapped and killed on the way to get married. However, you didn't die. I am really disappointed. You and
Just like your biological mother, she is a disaster and a source of disaster. If you die, my dynasty will not be reduced to this. If you leave, I never want to see you again!"
The emperor was suddenly angry and his head stood up, like an old but majestic lion. Liu Ying'er and Zhang Waner saw that he had lost his mind and had nothing to say, so they had to leave. The moment they walked out of the prison,
Zhang Waner also looked back deeply: "Father, please take care..."
Zhang Shicheng sat with his back to the alley, two turbid tears quietly sliding down his face.
Log on to 6 and watch the genuine Wulin Empire together...
"Ying'er, are you telling the truth? Do I really want to marry the King of Han?" Zhang Waner said worriedly.
"Yes, don't you think so? I remember that you had him in your heart a long time ago." Liu Ying'er said.
"But, the real thing...helping him give birth to a son will keep my brother alive, right?" Zhang Waner looked at her and her face turned red.
"Of course it's true, but it's not just as simple as giving birth to a son, you also have to be a beloved concubine, but I think it's a bit difficult. The Queen of the Southern Han Dynasty, Xia Qinxin, has also entered the palace. I heard that Xiliang
There are several more women coming by, all of whom are old friends of the King of Han. Are you sure you can fight with these people?" Liu Ying'er said deliberately.
"I...I don't have it. Why don't you, Ying'er, marry the King of Han? Let's fight them together."
"Me? I don't. My man is not allowed to have other women, huh." Liu Ying'er said with a raised face.
…
A large house in the east of the city has not been inhabited for a long time. The walls are covered with dead vines. There is a bleak field of fallen leaves in front of the door. No one has cleaned it. The bright red door has been mottled and peeling, and the copper door knocker is also stained.
Got dust.
A dusty carriage stopped in front of the door, and a middle-aged man got out of the car. He was dressed in blue cloth and tied with a square scarf. He looked unremarkable at all, except for the occasional flash of his eyes, which revealed a majestic look.
Only then did he show his extraordinary experience.
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to help a woman out of the car. The woman's temples were already gray, but the grace of the past could be vaguely seen between her eyebrows. She looked at the lonely mansion sadly and sighed: "Master
, we are all old."
The middle-aged man was Liu Songpo. He made suggestions for Hu Dahai in Fujian and repeatedly performed extraordinary feats. However, he eventually resigned and returned to his hometown due to dissatisfaction with the local environment. At this time, the battle situation in the capital had been settled, so Hu Dahai was relieved to send him back.
It was clear to Dahai that a talent like Liu Songpo could not be retained in Fujian for a long time. After all, he was a national scholar.
The two of them were lamenting when suddenly the closed courtyard door opened, and a young man rushed out and said: "Dad, mother, it's really you!"
He was Liu Jingyun who returned to Beijing early. The couple did not dare to live in the old house, so they temporarily stayed in a nearby inn, cleaning it every day and waiting for their parents' return.
The family was finally reunited, except for Liu Ying'er. Hu Dahai sent people to escort Liu Songpo to the official department to report in. The official department quickly sent people to arrange various matters, buy maids, purchase furniture, and repair the house.
Looking at the busy workers in the yard, Liu Jingyun was very happy: "Dad, is the court going to ask you to come out?"
"I have made up my mind to leave. I will provide for my retirement when I come back. No matter what, the emperor treats me badly, and I am determined not to do that."
Liu Songpo seemed to be very determined, and Liu Jingyun was greatly disappointed. He had never received much glory when his father was the prime minister. Now the dynasty has changed. The founding king had received favors from his father before. As long as his father opened his mouth and said that he was the prime minister, he would be a duke.
It's not impossible.
But the old man was stubborn, and his words seemed to be unreasonable. Liu Jingyun let out a long sigh: "Alas..."
Suddenly, the gatekeeper in the front yard ran over, out of breath: "Master, madam, the lady is back!"
The family immediately became excited, and the wife trembled: "It's Ying'er. Is it really Ying'er who's back?"
"Quick, go out and pick her up!" Thinking of his long-separated daughter, Liu Songpo couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and was about to leave.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back!" Liu Ying'er, dressed in a green cotton-padded jacket, jumped in, looking as pretty and cute as ever.
"Ying'er, come here quickly, mother." Mrs. Liu opened her arms, held her daughter in her arms, and looked up and down: "Well, she is taller, but she is also thinner, Ying'er, you have suffered a lot these years." She said with tears.
Just came out.
"My daughter is older, don't act like a child, hugging her so tightly and not being able to run away." Liu Songpo said with a smile, but his eyes were also sparkling.
"Mom, don't cry, why has my daughter lost weight? The food in the imperial kitchen is enough, and I have gained ten pounds." Liu Ying'er said, pinching her waist exaggeratedly to show that she had put on a lot of fat.
"Imperial kitchen? Sister, do you live in the palace?" Liu Jingyun's eyes immediately widened when he heard the sensitive words.
"Yes, I live in the palace. It's very convenient to read the collection of books from past dynasties every day. Dad, do you want to read them? I'll have a cart brought over tomorrow." Liu Ying'er said carelessly.
"It's true." Liu Jingyun couldn't hide his excitement, and saw that Liu Ying'er's followers who had just walked into the courtyard at this time turned out to be four women in palace attire. They were clearly maids in the palace. His sister took the maids with her.
When you call a girl, what does this mean?
My sister is the current princess!
Liu Songpo also saw the four palace maids, frowned slightly and said: "Ying'er, do you really live in the palace?"
Liu Ying'er opened her eyes wide: "Yes, I live with Wan'er so I can have someone to take care of me. Where can I live if I don't live in the palace? How can I live at home? There is so much dust and weasels, so I don't want to live there."
"Sister, since you live in the harem, do you mean that you are already... a queen?" Liu Jingyun suppressed his excitement and asked. If my sister really wants to become a queen, she will be a true uncle of the country. She will not need anything from now on.
Sad.
Mrs. Liu also widened her eyes: "Ying'er, it's such a big deal to get married, why don't you send a message to tell me."
Liu Ying'er chuckled and said, "Where are you thinking? The King of Han doesn't live in the harem. He wants to marry me, but I haven't agreed yet."