The new army was finally stationed in Jiangshui, and the people around it were very simple. When the new emperor, wearing a red fire-colored war robe and riding a sweaty horse, entered the city, the Jiangshui women carrying bamboo baskets stood blankly in the street, a little confused in their simplicity.
There are almost no men in the river, because when the late emperor was still in power, a large number of laborers were recruited here to build the border wall, but no one returned after that, and the official never gave an explanation.
So all the people left here are old women, women and older girls. They are self-sufficient. Apart from the shortcoming of life that they don't have a man to sleep with, they actually live a pretty good life.
On the third day of the New Army's stay, the hearts of the female compatriots in Jiangshui bloomed together. They were enthusiastic and excited, and enthusiastically sent chickens, eggs, and vegetables to the New Army camp. I was still thinking vaguely in pain,
The reflex arcs of women here are really unusually long...
My situation is really not that good. I originally positioned myself as a hostage, but if I were really a normal hostage, then they should have broken my legs and healed me, at least not letting me die.
Take advantage of it, right?
But the reality was not as I imagined. No one cared about me. I was thrown into the woodshed. My left leg could not move at all. I could not even eat hot food. That is to say, the soldiers patrolling every night would open the door and come in and poke me with the hilt of their swords.
, see if I die.
I have been thinking about the grudge between Lian Zheng and Fu Donglou while looking at Danyue outside the window. What kind of past grudges can turn a good person into a vicious beast? Can the former harmonious monarch and his ministers turn into two emperors at odds with each other? Lian Zheng
Zheng used the cruelty of breaking one of my legs to repay my kindness for giving him a meal and persuading me when he was young. Did he really feel no shame at all in the dead of night?
I never saw Lian Zheng's face again, and I was really sorry that I couldn't see the appearance of this new emperor. However, once I heard his voice giving orders through the woodshed, the real him appeared in my mind.
The hidden cruelty - it was a soldier of the New Army who fell in love with a fancy widow from Jiangshui. During a training, the soldier sneaked away early to find the widow and had an affair. He was caught by Wang Wenquan, the commander of the New Army.
Got it right.
That's what happened. Later, the widow was released, and the soldier was brought to kneel in front of the new emperor. After hearing the report, the new emperor only said two words: "Behead."
So I think Lian Zheng's attitude towards love in the world is really problematic.
Before I had time to think about it, I fainted. My injured leg was severely infected. My daily rice soup and cold steamed buns could not provide me with the nutrients I needed. I felt like my whole body was covered with barbs, and I suffered from heartburn and pain.
Perhaps I hadn't eaten for two days, and I didn't groan when the patrolling soldier poked me with the hilt of his sword. That night, the new emperor finally came to the woodshed.
When I opened my eyes, Lian Zheng was already standing in front of the window with his hands behind his hands and his back to me. At that time, he seemed to have eyes on his back and slowly spoke: "There is no good person in the Fu family. My father was wise all his life.
But I fell in love with the wrong woman, followed the wrong monarch, and became the wrong general. I want to correct all my mistakes one by one. Plan well and enjoy the pleasure of revenge. Isn't this what you taught me, cherish fate?"
He once again called me "Xi Yuan", and I don't know if his conscience was still intact. But I just wanted to say "You are not a good person" in response to him, but I didn't have the strength to say anything.
Maybe it was because I was about to return to the West, so Lian Zheng came here and brought me a story - that year there was a lot of mist and rain in Yangzhou, but there were only two or three flowers in bloom.
On the Ghost Festival, the soldier Lian Jiangyue returned to Kyoto with the army. Because there were too many people on the street, and the general did not want to disturb the people, he ordered everyone to disperse and regroup somewhere.
That night on the streets of Yangzhou, the girl in front of Lian Jiangyue bought a fan and dropped the sachet. He picked it up and returned it. As soon as An Qi looked back, his world suddenly lost its color. Only An Qi
A smile appeared on her face and her voice said, "Thank you. I have no chance of losing the things you lost, so I will give them to you."
This is the most thoughtful lady in Yangzhou, but Lian Jiangyue is just a small soldier. He holds the sachet and works hard to make progress. He performs well in various battlefields and rises all the way up the military camp. Finally, he is known and valued by the emperor.
Lian Jiangyue became a general. He thought that now he was qualified to go to An Qi and ask: "Girl, do you still remember that one year during the Ghost Festival, you gave me a sachet and I carried it with me for many years, and it still remains the same."
I have never forgotten Yi, and today I want to ask the girl if she can accept her."
But how could things go so smoothly? An Qi is a thoughtful lady. When she met the emperor who was visiting privately in disguise, she took the initiative to reveal her identity. That was the beloved concubine An who would change her personality and start over in the palace.
Shi.
Later, when Concubine An met General Lian Jiangyue, she handed the prince to him. This was also something the emperor tacitly approved of. The prince was taken out of the palace to be raised. Lian Jiangyue's wife also died in childbirth at that time.
Leave some behind.
Lian Jiangyue taught these two boys of almost the same age all his martial arts and mental skills in his life, and it goes without saying that he put in a lot of effort.
Later, the queen sent people to assassinate them in secret. Lian Jiangyue handed over the evidence to the emperor, but she never thought that it was at this time that the emperor, who had been loving all his life, slowly learned about Lian Jiangyue's feelings towards Concubine An.
It is one thing to love someone privately, but it is another thing for someone else to care about your wife.
In a battle that was so difficult that it was almost inevitable to lose, the emperor sent General Lian Jiangyue to support him, which meant risking his life. Due to the majesty of the general, Lian Jiangyue knew that he would be crushed by an enemy force a hundred times stronger than himself, but he still
He led as few troops as possible to fight and died gloriously for his country.
Lian Jiangyue is Lian Zheng's father. He fell in love with the wrong woman, followed the wrong monarch, and became the wrong general. Lian Zheng hated the absurd Fu family. If the late emperor hadn't had many harems and married the An family, the An family would not have been married.
He would think of giving the prince to his father to raise outside the palace. If Fu Donglou and Lian Zheng had not worked so hard when learning martial arts together, then his father would not have shown love to the prince that was more than fatherly love and then been jealous of the emperor. If the emperor
Without suspicion, his father would not have died in vain.
The chain of links within one another is called fate.
He hates.
I hate the entire Fu family.
Lian Zheng turned to look at me, "So I want Fu Donglou to have a taste of what it feels like to lose focus."
"This joke is too much. In other words, you think too highly of me. In fact, I'm really not that important to him." After I finished my comment, I fainted again.
This was the most serious fever I had ever had. I was sometimes awake and sometimes confused. I didn’t know the day when I fell asleep. Sometimes I would hallucinate, as if I saw Fu Donglou leaning over me and spreading his hands, saying affectionately: "Little fool, I'm late."
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Sometimes, I can still see Wang Shuogen, the chef of Heshun Palace, disguised as a woman and bending over me. His red lips are surrounded by stubble, and the thick powder on his face can be used to make dumplings. He is talking
: "Princess, are you okay?"
Wang Shuogen continued to shake me, "We are here to rescue you, Princess."