The door of the bedroom opened gently, and the beautiful Jiu Niang came out. She was blessed and said happily: "Don't you have to go to the Yamen today?"
"I miss you, so I'll come back and see you."
Jiuniang showed a charming smile. When a normal man sees this, he is afraid that the fire will immediately rush to the Tianling Cap, and then he can't wait to throw her down.
Zhao Sanfu sighed: "There are still things to do today."
He slapped his waist with his backhand, then smiled awkwardly, "Night, wait until night!"
Jiuniang covered her mouth and snickered.
"Oh, by the way." Zhao Sanfu said, "I'm going to leave Chang'an tomorrow."
"How long will it take to come back?" Jiuniang asked reluctantly.
"Probably... this matter was told by the palace, it will take about two or three months!"
"Hey!" Jiuniang said sadly, "Can't we not go?"
"How can I not go according to the instructions from the palace?"
"Yes, I'm too shallow!"
"I know you are reluctant to give up."
The two exchanged words with each other, and Zhao Sanfu said: "Put the money at home in the box, you just need to use it. If something happens, you can go to the mirror to look for Qin He."
"I know."
Later, Zhao Sanfu went out.
The door is closed.
Zhao Sanfu was leaning on the side with his arms folded.
About ten breaths later, someone behind the door said: "Let's go!"
Then the footsteps went towards the bedroom.
"Madam, he's gone."
"Let it start over there."
"Call at the door?"
"Be quick!"
"I understand, madam, what about you?"
"Me? I have to leave quickly. The Wang Jianmen said that we should go to the south and come back in two years."
"Then pack it up."
Zhao Sanfu left quietly.
A head slowly emerged from the wall and watched him disappear.
"Madam, he is always outside the door."
"Okay, hurry up!"
Jiuniang had already changed into men's clothes and left the house with a maid.
Immediately, he ran all the way from the side alley.
Zhao Sanfu led the horse and walked slowly along the way.
Turning right, he turned into an alley.
Then stopped.
"who?"
Jiuniang, dressed in men's clothing, came from the front and said with a smile, "I have met Mr. Lang."
Zhao Sanfu turned around suddenly, and the maid was not far behind him.
He said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"
Jiuniang smiled and said: "The prison gate asked the slave to see Mr. Zhao off."
Zhao Sanfu suddenly laughed, "You and I have been inseparable these days. We want to spend our lives together when we talk, and we want to grow old together when we shut up. But every time I come home, you are always in the bedroom."
"inappropriate?"
"Of course it's inappropriate. If a woman is determined to grow old with you, what should she do at home? She should check money and food, arrange meals, pace in the courtyard... This is home.
And those who stay in the bedroom and cannot come out are either female prostitutes, or... they are just thinking about something."
Jiuniang smiled, "It's too late!"
"It's not too late!" Zhao Sanfu smiled, "Do you know why I didn't sleep with you before?"
Jiuniang shook her head.
"When a woman dies, the autopsy will be conducted. After finding traces of intercourse, they will naturally point to me..."
"You also have murderous intentions?"
"What do you think?"
"Do it!"
Jiuniang's eyebrows were raised, and she didn't know when she had a short knife in her hand.
Choking!
The sword is unsheathed.
clang!
With just one blow, Jiuniang's expression changed dramatically, "You have hidden your strength!"
Zhao Sanfu slashed the maid away with his backhand and said with a ferocious smile: "How can I kill a bitch like you if I don't hide my strength!"
The light of the sword flashed, and the two sides fought.
"kill!"
The maid screamed and fell down with a knife.
Zhao Sanfu rushed towards Jiuniang quickly.
The sword flashed in the air.
call!
A roaring sound broke through the air.
Jiuniang raised her head, her beautiful eyes now widened, and she no longer had any sense of beauty.
"ah!"
The short sword was raised high, ready to block the sword.
A dark shadow flew from behind Zhao Sanfu.
The speed is amazing.
Jiuniang was overjoyed, "Save me!"
Zhao Sanfu's heart trembled, "Wang Shou!"
This must be someone sent by Wang Shou.
He was in mid-air at the moment, and Jiuniang below was overjoyed and exploded.
The dagger danced wildly, and as long as Zhao Sanfu dared to turn around, Jiuniang would chop him to death.
There were more people on the walls on both sides.
Two masked men jumped into the alley, one blocked the path of the black shadow, and the other rushed towards Zhao Sanfu.
The black shadow was swinging a thin sword, and if anyone else looked at it, it would probably be chaotic.
Once your eyes are confused, you will immediately fall into passivity.
The big man shouted lowly and punched away.
The rapier passed over the fist.
The big man raised his arm.
The black shadow let go and said with a ferocious smile: "Fists? This is what Ye Ye is good at!"
Boom!
The two fists collided together without any fancy.
The black shadow retreated, vomiting blood from its mouth.
The big man followed closely and punched again.
The black shadow raised his hands to block.
With a bang, the black shadow hit the wall.
He just clung to the wall, his eyes dull...
Another big man flew past.
"Get out of the way!"
Zhao Sanfu was startled, the big man had already rushed over.
The same punch.
puff!
Jiuniang's short sword was knocked away, and she slowly knelt down: "You have such a good hand, the prison gate... is in danger."
The two big men kept running and ran to both ends of the alley.
"Who is your master?"
Zhao Sanfu asked.
The two big men said nothing and then disappeared.
Zhao Sanfu thought blankly for a while.
Jiuniang knelt there, blood slowly overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and said with a bitter smile: "Isn't she yours?"
"I know who it is."
Zhao Sanfu smiled in surprise, "That boy, with such a good hand around him, no wonder he can carve out a world in Northern Xinjiang."
He walked up to Jiuniang.
Jiuniang raised her head, "I still have a glimmer of hope."
"That clan member will come later, right?"
"yes."
"Then there will be a big fuss. The director of the mirror stage and the clan are snatching women. This is a good opportunity for His Majesty who wants to win over the clan. It is natural to punish a director of the mirror stage in exchange for the favor of the clan."
"You can take shelter outside Chang'an."
"No."
Zhao Sanfu raised his sword.
puff!
The beauty's head fell to the ground.
More than an hour later, a certain clan leader aggressively came to seek bad luck for the adulterer's death, but he encountered a female corpse on the way.
The corpse on one side, the head on the other.
A group of people were discussing at a distance.
"Isn't this Jiuniang?"
The clan leader's eyes were red, "Put it away and ask someone to report the case. I want to kill the person in charge and avenge Jiuniang!"
The entourage went up to collect the body, and the clan leader wiped away his tears and said, "Ask me."
A follower summoned a common people and threw out a bunch of copper coins. The common people knew everything.
"This woman's affair was discovered. The woman came to catch her, but the man ran away irresponsibly. The woman didn't run away. She even laughed and said something about the mirror, but she was stabbed to death by the woman. What a cruel woman."
"See it with your own eyes?"
"The quarrel was so loud that everyone nearby heard it. The man ran very fast, calling the woman to run...and then I heard the screams."
Then he turned back.
The clan leader said with a dark face, "Go back!"
The attendant who collected the corpse asked: "Alang, what should I do with this corpse?"
"I don't know you, it's bad luck!"
The old man put his hands behind his hands and turned around to leave, cursing: "This woman was born in a brothel, I thought she could change it, hey! Look, this is a dog's nature of eating shit that can't be changed. Fortunately, I didn't take over, otherwise my head would be green.
Leave quickly!"
The news reached the mirror.
"Who did it?" Wang Shou asked, and then he answered the question, "Zhao Sanfu!"
Huanghuang said: "The person we went to is also dead, but his death was a little weird."
"What kind of weird method?"
"It's like being beaten to death by a vicious beast."
…
The meeting was held as scheduled.
In fact, it is a formal court meeting.
Envoys from foreign vassals have gathered, and bigwigs from all over the country have gathered. Let's hear about last year's achievements and look forward to this year. Let's break up!
"It is a foregone conclusion that the Northern Xinjiang Army will join the war." Huang Chunhui met again and summoned the Northern Xinjiang civil and military forces after coming out.
"Who is going?" Liu Qing asked.
Huang Chunhui shook his head, "Your Majesty asked me, and I recommended several people, but Your Majesty did not make a decision on the spot."
Yang Xuan asked shamelessly: "Ms. sir, can I be there?"
Huang Chunhui smiled and said, "Young man, it's great to be shameless."
Everyone laughed.
Yang Xuan felt relieved, knowing that he was there.
"After we return, we must prepare for war. Once the decision of the Central Government reaches northern Xinjiang, we must quickly dispatch troops." Huang Chunhui stood up, "Pack up everything and go back in two days."
Yang Xuan went to his father-in-law's house.
"The Battle of the Southern Zhou Dynasty?" Zhou Zun said with a dark face, "Since you and Aning got married, you have spent less time together and more time apart. Is it interesting?"
"My father-in-law, Your Majesty is arbitrary in this matter. It may not be my turn."
Yang Xuan also felt a little guilty.
"Look at this!" No one can do anything about this.
Yang Xuan went back with the things his father-in-law gave his wife.
"Mr. Lang, we have a guest."
As soon as he entered the house, Yang Xuan saw Zhang Jing.
The long legs are very pleasing to the eye, but Zhang Jing looked serious and saluted, "I've met the envoy."
"Zhang Jing!" Yang Xuan said to the old thief: "Everything must be sorted and inventoried again, and a book should be made. In addition, the raincloth must be prepared, and then we can set off."
The old thief said: "The big car is too slow, so we can only go behind it. I will go and explain to them now."
Yang Xuan then asked: "You are here, but is there something wrong with the princess?"
Zhang Jing nodded, "Princess, I haven't thought about food or tea lately, and I want to see the envoy."
"Xiao Xuanzi, that woman misses you!" Zhuque said happily.
Yang Xuan knew it was impossible... but it was a pleasure to be missed by a beautiful woman.
Later, Yang Xuan met Nian Ziyue.
"We haven't seen you for a long time, and the princess is getting more and more beautiful." Yang Xuan complimented perfunctorily.
But it is true.
Nian Ziyue said: "You have become more majestic."
The two sat down opposite each other.
The interior furnishings all come from the Southern Zhou Dynasty and are very exquisite.
Someone served tea, Yang Xuan nodded, and took a closer look. The table and table were also made of high-quality wood, with complicated and gorgeous craftsmanship.
Look at Nian Ziyue's clothes... they are elegant, and the patterns are outrageously exquisite.
This woman is a walking golden man!
Nian Ziyue was stared at by him and lowered his head unnaturally, "I heard that the Tang Dynasty is going to send troops to the Southern Zhou Dynasty?"
Yang Xuan was silent.
Not to deny is to admit.
"Why?" Nian Ziyue was puzzled.
"I don't know about this, but the Tang Dynasty will not use troops against the Southern Zhou Dynasty for no reason."
"But Datang has always wanted to annex Southern Zhou!" Nian Ziyue was furious after confirming the news. "What did Southern Zhou do wrong? Who can tell me?"
Yang Xuan didn't know either, but something that could make the emperor make a crazy decision to send troops was no small matter.
"Nan Zhou didn't tell you?"
Nian Ziyue shook his head and glanced at Zhang Jing.
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "I guess it's not too late yet!"
Nian Ziyue suddenly looked weak, "Can't we just stop beating him?"
"You are a princess. You should know that many things cannot be decided by one person." Yang Xuan felt that this woman was a bit idealistic.
Nian Ziyue suddenly waved his hand, "You all get out!"
Zhang Jing leaned forward and said, "Princess, it's not appropriate!"
"Everyone get out!" Nian Ziyue's fair face became flushed, and her spirited eyes became more majestic.
Zhang Jing glanced at Yang Xuan, then left with the maids.
What does this woman want to do?
Yang Xuan's first reaction was to be on guard.
Nian Ziyue leaned forward and asked sincerely: "You won't go, will you?"
You drove away the maids and guards just to ask this question?
Yang Xuan was stunned, "Does it matter whether I go or not?"
Nian Zi nodded happily.
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "I am in Northern Xinjiang."
He didn't answer whether he was going or not.
Nian Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief.
Later, Yang Xuan said goodbye.
Zhang Jing sent Yang Xuan away and came back and asked, "What did the princess say to him alone?"
This is not rudeness, but concern.
"I asked him if he would participate in this battle."
Zhang Jing smiled and said, "Does it matter whether he goes or not?"
"Of course." Nian Ziyue said softly: "How old he is, he already has a reputation as a famous general in Northern Xinjiang. The last time he went to the Southern Zhou Dynasty as an envoy, he was ambushed by rebels on the way. Where were those horse thieves? They were all hanged by him.
Roadside. After I came back again, I heard that he was responsible for the genocide in Northern Xinjiang..."
Nian Ziyue slowly stood up and walked outside the door.
The early spring in Chang'an is still cold, and there is no sign of spring.
She stretched out her jade hand and felt the cold wind.
Zhang Jing said: "That's just a general!"
Nian Ziyue shook his head gently, "Have you ever seen anyone transform from an ordinary person to a famous general in just a few years?"
Zhang Jing was silent.
Nian Ziyue said softly: "No one knows Southern Zhou better than me."
Ever since Pingkangfang Yang Xuan rescued her, Nian Ziyue has been paying attention to various news about Yang Xuan.
"Back then, my father also showed me those young generals and said they were all great talents. But when I compared them carefully, they were not as good as him."
…
Yang Xuan felt that Nian Ziyue was a little woman having an emotional attack, which was unfounded.
The War of the Southern Zhou Dynasty was destined not to be a war that destroyed the country, and he knew this very well.
He was very busy in the last two days.
Wei Ling'er organized a party, and Yang Xuan and a group of thigh reserve personnel drank heavily and left a 'good' impression on each other.
After checking things and saying goodbye to his father-in-law, Yang Xuan joined the team returning from northern Xinjiang.
All the way out of Chang'an, Huang Chunhui looked back at the city gate and cupped his hands.
"My husband is loyal to Your Majesty!" someone praised.
Turning around, Huang Chunhui said calmly: "Every time I leave Chang'an, I don't know whether I will come back alive. At any rate, let's pay tribute to our ancestors!"
Not long after leaving Chang'an, I met the Chenzhou messenger.
"The governor of Tanzhou has been replaced."
"who?"
"He Lianrong." The messenger said: "The three major ministries are ready to move, and Sima and others are worried about spring plowing!"
Yang Xuan immediately asked Huang Chunhui for instructions, left the brigade, and rushed all the way to Chenzhou.
