"It's really cold this day."
"Yes, it's a bit colder this year than in previous years."
At the gate of Taicheng Palace in Jiankang City, dozens of officials were wearing court clothes and talking in groups of three or four.
"Prime Minister Cui is here." "Prime Minister Cui." Amid the discussion of the crowd, a middle-aged man came over, and the ministers who were still on good terms with him came forward to greet him, while the officials who were not so familiar with him also shut up and stopped talking about right and wrong.
The civil and military officials in the court were implicitly led by Prime Minister Cui, and except for a few people standing on the edge without saying a word, they all surrounded him.
Two carriages drove over from afar, and the mahogany sedan chairs were full of dignity.
The new officials began to discuss, and it was obvious that they were not familiar with the owners of the two carriages, while Prime Minister Cui, who was standing in the crowd, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.
"Uncle He!" "Grand Tutor Xu!"
Uncle He is the brother-in-law of the current emperor. He is over 30 years old. He joined the army at the age of 16 and fought in the Sand City for more than 10 years. He made countless contributions and became the general of the current dynasty, in charge of the three armies of Qi. However, since the queen's accidental death, he no longer participates in state affairs.
Grand Tutor Xu is the current Taifu. When the emperor was the crown prince, he was the crown prince's Taifu. Now he is over 70 years old and has not participated in state affairs for many years.
Both of them are the emperor's trusted ministers and have been away from the court for many years. Now that the New Year has just passed, they appear in front of the court. I am afraid it will be a bit lively.
"Prime Minister Cui, my brother-in-law is not feeling well now. All state affairs are handled by Prime Minister Cui. Thank you, Prime Minister Cui." The door slowly opened, and Uncle He walked to Prime Minister Cui and said with a smile.
"I dare not, I dare not. It is the duty of a minister to share the worries of the emperor." Cui Guolian hurriedly bent down and said respectfully.
"It is a blessing for our Qi State to have such a loyal minister as the Prime Minister. Please come in, Prime Minister."
"I dare not, please come in, Uncle He."
"Heh." Uncle He did not refuse and walked towards the palace. The chain mail made of fine steel on his body exuded a cold light, and the combat boots made of hard leather stepped on the ground with a fierce wind. The long sword on his waist was nearly four feet long. It was also his honor as a general as a soldier to go to court with armor and weapons.
"Please come in, Prime Minister." Grand Master Xu also stepped forward and said to Prime Minister Cui.
"Please come in, Grand Master." Prime Minister Cui also said politely.
"Then I will not be polite." As he said that, Grand Master Xu also walked in.
The obvious teasing of the two made Prime Minister Cui a little annoyed. For several years, no one dared to enter the door of the court unless he raised his feet.
In the past, there was a newcomer who didn't know the rules. He walked in when he saw the door open. In just half a month, he was impeached by all the officials. Not only did he lose his official position, but his family was also destroyed.
Looking at the two figures in front of him, Cui Guoxiang began to think in his heart. The court had been managed by him like an iron barrel. More than 80% of the officials were under his command, and there were experts behind him. They were just two foxes pretending to be powerful, not to mention that they were just sick cats.
Civil officials were on the left, and military officials were on the right. Cui Guoxiang stood in the first position on the left, and the seat opposite him had always been vacant, making him look like he was second to none. But now there was a tall general standing there with his head held high, leaning on a long sword.
Beside the two people, there was an old man sitting on a chair. It was Master Xu.
"What do you have to report?" Everyone had stopped, and Cui Guoxiang turned around and said.
"Your Majesty hasn't arrived yet, should we report to Prime Minister Cui?" A sarcastic voice came from the side.
"Your Majesty, you don't know, Your Majesty is not feeling well, and he handed over government affairs to me last year."
"Oh, is that so?"
"Your Majesty has arrived!" With a sharp voice, Eunuch Huang came out from the back with Xiao Zicheng.
Everyone knelt on the ground and chanted loudly: "Long live the emperor." He Guojiu, wearing armor, knelt on one knee and saluted. Grand Tutor Xu also stood up to show respect.
"Everyone, please stand up."
Just as he stood still, Prime Minister Cui stood up and said loudly: "I have something to report!"
"Prime Minister Cui, please calm down. I also have something to say." Xiao Zicheng interrupted Prime Minister Cui and said: "I have been governing the government for 16 years and can be said to be a wise ruler. I fought against the barbarians in the south and the Eastern Wei in the north, but they were all effective. Instead, the country was in chaos and the people were poorly clothed and hungry. The people were living in misery."
"Now my health is not good, and I am powerless to govern the government, so I decided to abdicate."
"Your Majesty, think twice!" "I am also guilty!" Immediately, everyone in the court knelt down and wailed.
"Your Majesty!" As soon as Prime Minister Cui spoke, all the court officials fell silent and listened to him: "The situation in Qi is not your Majesty's fault alone. We court officials are also guilty. If you take the blame and abdicate, I'm afraid no one in the court will be spared."
Prime Minister Cui glanced at Grand Tutor Xu above, then glanced at Uncle He beside him and said: "My Great Qi has been founded for more than 200 years. Your Majesty is the 12th emperor. The people all respect the imperial surname. Now the emperor has no children, and the abdication is coming. If I give the throne to someone other than my family, I'm afraid that Taizu and the whole world will not accept it!"
"Prime Minister Cui is overthinking. I am not taking the blame to abdicate, but I am in poor health. Just like last year, I was not interested in government affairs. Even this morning court session will be handed over to Prime Minister Cui. Besides, my ability is limited and it is not enough to make Da Qi glorious again."
"As for the person who abdicates, it is my eldest daughter, Princess Xiao Xian, who has been missing for fifteen years."
Outside the hall, Xiao Xian walked slowly, her gray-white hair was piled on top of her head, with a crown of dragons and phoenixes made of pure gold. She was wearing a golden dragon robe, and the cloak behind her was embroidered with flying dragons and dancing phoenixes. Her sharp aura made all officials dare not speak.
"The abdication ceremony will be handled by the Ministry of Rites, and the time will be set seven days later. From today, all government affairs will be handled by the Princess. Seeing the Princess is like seeing me."
After Xiao Zicheng finished speaking, he was helped by Eunuch Huang to leave from the back hall, leaving a silent court.
"Huh!" With a flick of her cloak, Xiao Xian sat down on the chair that symbolized power.
"How many soldiers are there in our army on the battlefield of the Wei invasion?"
"Replying to the princess, the three armies have a total of more than 180,000." The speaker was He Guojiu, Xiao Xian's uncle. He and Master Xu, one civil and one military, were also the two people Xiao Zicheng trusted the most.
"Call them back, send envoys to the front line Pengcheng and the capital Luoyang to discuss peace talks."
Prime Minister Cui's eyes condensed. He really didn't expect that this young and beautiful princess would be so decisive. He secretly sent a look to the military generals.
"Absolutely not, Princess!" A general stepped out of the line, knelt on the ground, and said loudly.
"What is your identity?"
"I am Xie An, the second-rank general of the guards."
"Withdraw. The general will select another person to take over within three days. Come on, kick him out!"
Eight seven-star guards entered in a line. Two of them restrained Xie An with bare hands. Two stood aside with fine steel short knives. The seven-star crossbows were behind their backs. Four stood a little further away. The crossbows in their hands were loaded with arrows and pointed at Xie An's feet.
Xie An was taken away. There was silence in the court.
"Disarmament. After the army returns, except for the guards in each city, all will be disarmed, general."
"Yes."
"Equalize the land. Distribute land according to the number of people in the refugees in the imperial city and the major cities. Reduce agricultural taxes. Taifu, prime minister."
"Yes." The two responded at the same time.
"Open the warehouses to release grain, and at the same time control the domestic grain prices. Any grain merchant who speculates on grain prices will be executed. Those who hoard grain and do not sell it will be executed. Prime Minister, this matter is handed over to you."
"Yes." A gloomy look flashed across Prime Minister Cui's eyes, but he still agreed.
Dozens of orders were issued from Xiao Xian's mouth. Prime Minister Cui, the state uncle, and the Grand Tutor all received their orders. Xie An, who opposed it, was directly turned into a commoner, and no one in the court opposed it.
Walking out of the hall, the morning sun had slowly risen, and the sunlight fell on my body, and the cold morning also had a hint of warmth.
Eight sedan bearers with a height difference of one inch stood on the side of the road. Beside the luxurious and somewhat huge sedan, countless officials seemed to want to come up and have a chat.
"Since your majesty has handed over the government to the princess, follow the princess's order." After leaving a word, Prime Minister Cui got on the sedan.
In the Prime Minister's residence, Cui Guoxiang walked quickly to the backyard, but the countless exotic flowers and plants he loved on both sides could not attract his attention.
"Dong, Dong, Dong." A person knocked on the door of a more remote room in a regular manner.
After three consecutive knocks, a voice came from inside, "Come in."
A man in a black robe sat in the room, pouring water and making tea, very elegant, and his hands exposed in his long sleeves were as dry as an old man.
"What's the matter, Prime Minister?"
"Your Excellency." Cui Guoxiang sat opposite the man and told him what happened today.
"Da, Da, Da." The man's fingers tapped the table lightly, as if thinking.
"Just wait and see what happens."
"What about the land and food?"
"It will take some time to specify the details."
"Yes."
Several confidants had been waiting in the mansion for a long time, and Cui Guoxiang sent them away with a few words. He kept procrastinating, and they must be able to understand the essence of it.
For a while, there was a turmoil in Jiankang City, and the almost stagnant state machinery slowly moved forward. Some people were still watching, and some people had already decided to start moving.
As the night deepened, in the huge palace, only the largest Taiji Hall was still lit. Xiao Zicheng had moved into the side hall, which used to be where his children lived.
There were no palace maids in the palace. When Xiao Zicheng was in power, it was the eunuchs headed by Huang Gonggong who took care of trivial matters for him. After Xiao Xian succeeded to the throne, it was not so appropriate.
In the Taiji Hall, beside the huge dragon couch, on the copper hanger, a golden dragon robe was lightly hung, and on the dressing table next to it, the dragon and phoenix crown that Bai Ri wore on his head was casually placed.
A white long skirt was hung on a screen with a painting of a soaring dragon in the sky, which was exactly what Xiao Xian wore on weekdays. Behind the screen, white water vapor was lingering, and the graceful figure in the wooden barrel could be vaguely seen.
"Hua La!" After a long time, the figure stood up, and the jade legs stepped out of the wooden barrel lightly. If there was no screen to cover it, the fascinating valley would be visible.
The white hand reached out, and the white long skirt was pulled over. In a blink of an eye, the figure turned out of the screen. The slightly dry gray-white hair was draped over the shoulders, and the white long skirt was only folded in front of the body. The deep ravine was vaguely visible, and a large area of snow-white skin between the legs could be seen between the steps.
There was still a biting chill in the silent night, but the Taiji Hall was warm as spring, and Xiao Xian, who was only wearing a long dress, did not feel cold.
The silk quilt on the dragon couch was also Xiao Xian's favorite white color. After gently lifting it, she stretched her legs into it, leaned her back against the back of the bed, and closed her beautiful eyes.
Chen Da, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards, led a thousand Imperial Guards and was ordered to guard the Taiji Hall. The commander-in-chief led two thousand Imperial Guards to guard the side hall because of rumors in the city today that someone was dissatisfied with His Majesty, and the thirty-six Seven Star Guards, led by the palace's top master Huang Gonggong, served as the last barrier to guard His Majesty, and never left.
But no one knew that it was not His Majesty who was to be assassinated, but His Royal Highness the Princess in the Taiji Hall. Moreover, the assassin was none other than Chen Da, and his strength was not the earth level that was shown to the outside, but the heaven level that was proud of the world.
Under his operation, all the imperial guards under his command had been replaced by his confidants, who obeyed his orders. If he could accomplish this, he would be a loyal minister and a great general of a country, and he would be at his fingertips.
"Commander, there is no suspicious person." "Hiss." Everything was ready, Chen Da felt a little dry in his mouth, and licked his dry lips.
"Surround the Taiji Hall, 500 crossbowmen in the back, 300 shield soldiers in the front, 180 sword and axe soldiers hiding outside the window, and 20 guards with me."
The army was mobilized, but it did not make any sound. The cold wind was biting, but no one shivered to avoid the cold. It was indeed a strong army with a hundred battles. Chen Da's 20 guards were all good players who knew a little bit about luck. On the battlefield, each of them was a good player who could fight a hundred with one.
With the long sword unsheathed, Chen Da pushed open the door with slow steps and took a step that could not be regretted.
A faint fragrance came, the air was filled with mist, the candlelight illuminated the water vapor, and there was a hazy feeling, "Hmm." The elegant, melancholy murmur came, arousing the desire in his heart.
After bypassing the screen, Chen Da saw the dragon bed, and the voice came from there. He tightened the long sword in his hand, no longer worried about exposing his whereabouts, and revealed his figure. The guards behind him followed closely.
On the dragon bed, Xiao Xian leaned against the back of the bed, her white long skirt was wrinkled, and one small hand kneaded the amazing breasts. Chen Da had seen Xiao Xian several times in the past few days. Without the wrapping of clothes, the breasts were still so proud.
A pair of jade legs stepped on both sides, the white silk bedding was crowded on the side, and the other small hand was digging between the jade legs. The obscene sound of water accompanied by the murmur stimulated their minds, and the large area of white and smooth skin seemed to flash their eyes, making them a little dazed.
"Ah, Commander Chen, what are you doing here?" Xiao Xian stood up, her sensitive parts looming under her long skirt. Chen Da's eyes condensed, and his long sword slashed towards Xiao Xian's waist, while his men became more and more dazed.
Xiao Xian did not retreat but advanced, her small hand seemed weak to grab Chen Da's hand, and she threw the long sword in Chen Da's hand aside with her bare hands. At the same time, she pulled her hands and lay down on the dragon bed, and Chen Da pressed on her.
Looking at the beautiful face in front of her, the white long skirt scattered on the side could not cover the plump breasts. Chen Da bit his teeth hard on the tip of his tongue, forcibly controlled his mind, raised his iron fist, and hit Xiao Xian's heart.
"Um ah!" The fierce internal force was like a drop in the ocean, and the iron fist hitting the soft breasts was like humiliation, causing Xiao Xian to moan charmingly.
"Commander Chen really doesn't know how to be gentle with women." "You!"
"Huh!" Xiao Xian exhaled lightly, and a burst of white powder flew onto Chen Da's face.
The struggle in Chen Da's eyes was slowly overwhelmed by lust, and the iron fist hitting his heart slowly loosened, turning into a rough palm to knead the tender breasts.
"Commander Chen, don't you want to ride on me? I'm looking forward to it." The delicate little hand reached under Chen Da's crotch and gently grasped the hard penis.
Chen Da relaxed his mind and lost consciousness. He lowered his head and licked Xiao Xian's sensitive jade neck wantonly, greedily sucking the tempting fragrance, and anxiously undressed with his hands, exposing his hot penis to the air.
"No, no, Commander Chen, this palace, ah! It's too big!"
The charming moans and imaginative words came out, and the guards looked at each other strangely, and their hands holding the weapons loosened, revealing a smile that all men understand.
Although Chen Da could not be called a gifted man, his strong physique and the fact that he was confused by the aphrodisiac at this time made him extremely strong in thrusting, and his hard penis always sank into the depths of Xiao Xian's tender vagina.
Xiao Xian held Chen Da's head with both hands, and raised her head to enjoy the pleasure of sex. It should be noted that this was only her third man. Although after today, this number would start to be counted in four digits, her lust was still strong at this time, and she was still somewhat shy.
The twenty guards under Chen Da's command had already been stunned by the seven incense sticks lit by Xiao Xian in the room. They instinctively walked to the bed, looked at the obscene play on the bed with a fiery look, and stroked their penises.
"Oh ah." Chen Da propped himself up, holding Xiao Xian's butt with both hands, and thrusting faster and faster. As Chen Da moved, Xiao Xian's big breasts shook up and down, attracting everyone's attention.
"Ah~" Chen Da's body shook with a long moan, and only Xiao Xian could feel that the semen shot into her vagina, and the Yuanying in her body also opened its eyes, and the black texture on its forehead became clearer and darker.
Xiao Xian opened her eyes, and after she made up her mind, her eyes were full of teasing, her face was slightly red, her mouth was slightly open, and she whispered: "What are you waiting for, come together."
No one knows how seductive and intoxicating it is to be like a fairy, naked from the bottom of her body, the semen in her vagina is flowing out, her clothes are disheveled, her plump breasts are full of scratches, her face is flushed, and she gently invites you to come forward and play with her. The people present had already lost their minds, and now they rushed forward like male beasts.
"No, you can't come together, you will be played to death, ah. How can you do that to the asshole in the back, ah, ah~ um!" After a groan, only the groaning sound from inside and the sound of flesh hitting each other could be heard.
The weapons of the guards had been put down one after another, and they listened quietly to the movement inside. Since Commander Chen didn't mind the guards enjoying together, then maybe they would have a chance too. Nine hundred and eighty pairs of eyes stared at the palace door like hungry wolves.
One person lay on the dragon couch, and Xiao Xian sat on him astride. The wet little hole swallowed his cock, and the plump buttocks were grabbed by the man behind him. The dry cock fucked her back garden like this, and the powerful big hand grabbed her big breasts and supported her body.
Another hand reached out from the side, sank into her hair, and held her head tightly, while the hot cock thrust in and out of her mouth. The two small hands were grabbed by the men a little further away, and led to their lower bodies, and they couldn't help but stroke them.
After a while, the guards who were fucking Xiao Xian's perfect body couldn't control their sperm, and the surging sperm went straight into Xiao Xian's body.
"Ah, still, still more, um." The surging pleasure made Xiao Xian ejaculate quickly, but she didn't feel satisfied at all, but became more hungry and lustful.
The cock in her hand was already hot, and took over the position of the two people below, and three more came on top, but in this lewd environment, each cock exuded a fishy smell that intoxicated her.
The old went and the new came, Xiao Xian's posture changed, and twenty men were not enough to satisfy her body. "Ah~ah!" In a loud moan, the vaginal fluid, urine from incontinence, and countless white semen sprayed out from the lower body, and the pure white dragon bed was covered with these obscene liquids.
The white long skirt had long disappeared. Xiao Xian stood up and walked under the bed. The semen on her face and the saliva in her mouth flowed down her cheeks onto her plump breasts. Various obscene liquids in her vagina and back garden flowed along her jade legs onto her beautiful feet. However, Xiao Xian's temperament was still so cold and noble.
"Hu." The sound of dancing clothes made Chen Da look at her, and she was wearing a yellow robe.
Xiao Xian wore the dragon and phoenix crown on her head and the imperial robe she wore in the court during the day, but her face was covered with semen stains and her clothes were open in front of her. She did not feel solemn at all, but was extremely obscene.
"Huhu." Xiao Xian walked slowly, and Chen Da's breathing became heavy.
Xiao Xian didn't say anything, she bent down, opened her mouth and took the cock that was sticking out. One of her legs was stretched high, and her dirty white lower body was exposed to everyone.
The body trembled slightly, and the slender legs were lifted up on someone's shoulders. The hard cock was pushed straight into the vagina again, and someone was naturally taking care of the back garden on the other side.
The man in front of her ejaculated in Xiao Xian's mouth, and the two people behind her almost reached orgasm at the same time.
"Well, ah." The two people behind her had already pulled away, and her trembling legs could not support her body and she knelt on the ground. The cock in her mouth had also left. Xiao Xian moaned and fell to the ground. Looking at the lewd appearance on her body, the lust in her heart became more and more difficult to calm down.
If I continue, I can't turn back.
It's impossible now. If my junior brother sees me being so lewd, I might as well die. How can I turn back?
The struggle between the two villains in my mind has ended before it even started.
"Huh!" A breeze blew, blowing up Xiao Xian's semen-stained imperial robe, and also blew open the doors and windows of the Taiji Palace. The strange fragrance instantly spread all around.
The remaining soldiers were all mortals who were entering the ranks. How could they resist this bewitching incense? They were stunned in an instant.
In the hallucination, they entered the Taiji Palace one by one, and on the dragon couch, they made love.
The night was thick, and the lights in the Taiji Palace were bright. Countless men were naked around the supreme dragon couch. The woman on the couch was already in a promiscuous state. The imperial robe that symbolized power was in pieces. Only the dragon and phoenix crown was worn crookedly on the head, stained with white semen, showing all the lewdness.
The sky gradually brightened, the morning sun rose in the east, and the spring scenery in the palace had not yet stopped. It seemed that it had been arranged in advance, and no extra person entered the palace.
As the moon rose from the east to the west, the man's roar became more hoarse, but the woman's moaning sound was still beautiful.
A ray of sunlight sprinkled into the Taiji Hall from the east wall. Countless naked men in the hall lay on the ground, and there was only one woman on the dragon bed.
"Hmm." The woman opened her arms slightly, as if she had woken up from a beautiful dream. The brocade quilt covering her body had been soaked with semen, and the lewd smell was as strong as if it was soaked in semen.
"This smell is so beautiful." The woman's thoughts surprised herself. Her jade back had already stuck to the bed, and she took some effort to support herself.
The subconscious reaction was to look at her lower body first. It was red and swollen as expected. Semen slowly flowed out of the moist little hole. Her fingers slightly lifted up a little, and she had the urge to swallow it deep in her heart.
I couldn't help it.
The black mark on her lower abdomen has disappeared. There is no longer a demon in her body, but she has been possessed by the devil.
When she walked out of the Taiji Hall, she was wearing the most accustomed white color, which represents purity. All traces of lust on her body have disappeared, and the people and things that brought lust also disappeared with the sound of the burning flames behind her.
But the demon that has become can never be changed.
The tribulation has been completed, and her hair has become pure white...
Life is like a dream, and the past is like the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, which can be seen but cannot be reached.
As the sun and the moon rotate, the time on the mountain is like three autumns in a day, and three autumns are like a lifetime, which makes people think about it day and night. And the time under the mountain is like one day in three autumns, and one day is like a moment, like a dream.
The girl looked at the solemn city wall, and the setting sun shone on her face from the dripping water and tiles on the tower. Everything was just like when she looked back when she left three years ago.
Copper nail mahogany gate, bluestone and willow streets, silk and satin study, wine shop, miscellaneous stalls, pharmacy, escort agency.
Yanmen Escort Agency
Looking at the familiar plaque in a trance.
"Dong."
The door opened in response, and an old servant showed his head and looked at the blue-dressed girl outside the door.
"You are, Miss!?"
"Uncle Yu."
Uncle Yu happily led the girl into the door and went to the lobby.
"Miss, Miss is back!"
"You're back, why are you making such a fuss?" Several people in the hall were talking seriously. The middle-aged man sitting in the middle said to Uncle Yu who had come in with some displeasure.
"Father, second uncle, third uncle." The girl walked into the hall and greeted several people.
"Qing, Qing'er!?" The middle-aged man sitting in the middle looked at the girl and said in surprise.
"Let's discuss this tomorrow. Let's welcome Qing'er today." The middle-aged man was Murong Qing's father, Murong Bo, the patriarch of the Murong family, and the chief escort of Yanmen Escort Agency.
After leaving the unsolved business, Murong Bo took Murong Qing back to the backyard of the escort agency, "Your aunt has been thinking about you these days, I wonder how you are doing outside."
Murong Qing was not born to the main wife, but her biological mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to her, so she was raised by Murong Bo's main wife. She was a pure yin body and could not practice martial arts when she was young, but the couple still loved her very much.
"Qing'er!" A middle-aged woman was waiting anxiously in the courtyard of the house, and she came up to her when she saw Murong Qing.
"Auntie." Murong Qing called out lightly, but she could not hide her excitement.
"Let your father change his clothes. I'll take you to your boudoir. It has been cleaned by servants for many years, so there is no change."
The aunt is called Liu Lan, and she is also the daughter of the martial arts master Liu family. She is also a good match for Murong Bo. She has given birth to three sons for Murong Bo over the years. Since she has no daughter, she has always regarded Murong Qing as her own.
Liu Lan took Murong Qing to the west wing, and kept asking about her experiences over the years. Seeing that she was growing more and more beautiful, she was relieved.
Sure enough, as Liu Lan said, the boudoir where she lived from childhood to adulthood was the same as when she left. Every table, chair, lamp and curtain had changed, and it was spotless.
"Qing'er, take a rest first. I will send someone to call you for dinner later." Murong Qing nodded slightly and sent Liu Lan out of the room.
There were many outsiders at the banquet. In addition to Murong Bo and his wife, and the second and third uncles and aunts, there were only a few adult cousins at the banquet. The rest of the adult brothers and cousins were basically out on escort missions or stationed in branches in other places.
The one who was killed a few days ago was Murong Bi, the eldest son of the third uncle and aunt. Although casualties were inevitable during escort missions, the uncle and aunt were still immersed in grief during the banquet.
And all along, the uncles and aunts were not very enthusiastic about Murong Qing. After all, Murong Qing was a concubine who could not practice martial arts, and she had no other strengths to show to the outside world.
Although it seemed that she was accepted by a master three years ago, who knew whether it was true or not? Besides, the master looked like a girl in her twenties.
Therefore, although the welcoming banquet was not deserted, it did not seem lively at all.
After having enough wine and food, the adult cousins and two aunts left the table one after another, leaving only the three brothers Murongbo still drinking at the table, talking about the accident a few days ago, while Liu Lan was pouring wine and taking care of them.
At this time, Yu Bo walked in and said, "Master, the eldest young master Yang Hong of the Yang family outside the door wants to see you."
"Oh? Yes." Murong Bo said with a smile on his face.
Yang Hong, whose courtesy name is Shiye, is the eldest young master of the Yang family next door. The Yang family has been doing business for generations and has a lot of contacts with the Murong family. Yang Hong has been familiar with poetry and books since he was a child. He won the first place in the classics last year. He will take part in the imperial examination next year. If he can pass the examination, he will be able to bring honor to his ancestors and rise to prominence.
"Uncle Murong, aunt, two uncles." The Yang family and the Murong family are old friends, and Yang Hong performed the junior etiquette to several people.
"Nephew, please don't be polite. Haha." They had heard about Yang Hongzhong's success in getting the Jingyuan. They were quite satisfied that the younger generation was still so respectful even though they had made some progress.
"Today is the Rain Water solar term. There are some dragon lantern festivals and lantern riddles on the street. Qingmei has not returned home for several years. This year's Lantern Festival is also in Qinghe City. I want to invite her to go out for a walk on the street."
"Okay, okay." Murong Bo was a little drunk and said to Murong Qing: "Qing'er has nothing to do at home, so go with Hong'er for a walk."
"Okay." Murong Qing stood up and responded.
In the early years, when the two were still young, their parents wanted to let them get married. However, the Murong family was a martial arts master after all, and they looked down on the sons of merchants to some extent. But Murong Qing was a concubine's daughter and could not practice martial arts, so they just let him go.
But after Murong Qing was taken away by Xiao Xian three years ago, the matter was left unresolved. Now that Yang Hong has passed the imperial examination, he may have more fame and fortune in the future, and he will be more than enough to marry Murong Qing.
Qinghe City is also known as the granary of the eastern part of Wei State. It has the largest and most fertile land in the east of Wei State. It coincides with the rainy season, which is the time to cultivate soil and fertilize at the beginning of the year, and clear ditches and drain water. It is also the beginning of a year of farming. The people walking on the street are all landlords and gentry, who want to get a good start for the harvest next year.
Yang Hong and Murong Qing walked on the street. Murong Qing involuntarily fell behind half of his body and did not walk side by side with Yang Hong. Listening to Yang Hong telling the humanities anecdotes in Qinghe City over the years, he responded in a casual manner.
Qinglong Temple is the most popular temple in Qinghe City. No matter rich or poor, scholars, farmers, businessmen, they will come here to burn incense and pray for blessings during festivals. If you are well-off, you will also ask for a fortune to avoid disaster and get good luck.
"Chacha, Chacha." Yang Hong knelt on the futon and shook the bamboo stick tube in his hand.
"Li Guang is smart, he got the bamboo stick in the Si Palace, he has passed several layers of worry and danger, from now on he will never be empty; there are ways to relax, he will meet a master and make great achievements."
"What do you want, distinguished guest?" A Taoist monk sat aside, waited for Yang Hong to sit in front of him, and took the bamboo stick and asked.
"Career."
"It's hard to have a house, it's hard to be yourself, it's hard to make money, it's hard to find a partner, everything is hard."
Yang Hong was shocked and asked quickly, "Master, can you give me an answer?"
"There is no answer. Just like Li Guang, a general of the Han Dynasty, he was defeated and captured, escaped danger and encountered danger again, and spent all his wealth to protect himself. After that, he rose to prominence without any obstacles."
After thinking for a while, Yang Hong said respectfully, "Thank you for your advice, Master."
Murong Qing was also in a fog at this time, and doubted everything, so he calmed down and asked for a fortune devoutly.
"Jiang Nu is looking for her husband, and the fortune is in the You Palace. It's hard to think about the news from the end of the world, so don't be too concerned about it; if you grind a stone into a mirror, you will know that you have wasted your time."
Murong Qing read the fortune, sat in front of the monk, and handed over the bamboo stick.
"Dear guest." "Click." Before the monk could speak, the bamboo sticks in their hands broke into two pieces.
"Amitabha, destiny is knowable and understandable."
After the two came out of the Qinglong Temple, Murong Qing had been thinking, "There is a poetry gathering of my good friends in the East City, do you want to go with me?"
"No need, it's getting dark, and I have to go back to the mansion."
"Okay, I'll take you back."
"No need, I'll go back by myself."
After saying goodbye to Yang Hong, Murong Qing walked alone on the street and returned to the mansion alone.
Three years ago, after the ceremony of coming of age, there was an endless stream of people coming to the mansion to ask for marriage, but because of her background and the physique that could not practice martial arts, they were all people who coveted the wealth of the Murong family.
Her parents did not want her to marry into such a family, so they rejected countless people who asked for marriage, but her two uncles did not have such thoughts, and Murong Bo could hardly refute them together.
At that time, a fairy in white clothes descended from the sky, shocked the entire Murong family with her supreme strength, and with generous conditions, she took Murong Qing away and accepted her as her junior sister.
As a price, Murong Qing promised Xiao Xian that she would marry Lu Wentao in the future and pass on Cangyun Pavilion. Then she took the love pill, and she would no longer be tempted by any man except Lu Wentao.
A few days ago, on the night of the wedding, Xiao Xian gave her the antidote to the love pill and gave her freedom. After Lu Wentao left, Murong Qing also went down the mountain and returned home in a daze.
The dead branches in the courtyard swayed in the cold wind, and Murong Qing's heart was inexplicably lonely... On the top of Cangyun Mountain, Lu Wentao landed in Cangyun Pavilion with his sword, but Cangyun Pavilion was inexplicably deserted.
After obtaining the Nine-Turn Golden Pill, he wanted to return to Cangyun Pavilion for a while of retreat, but Bai Yaoyao also had things to do, so the two of them temporarily separated after playing in Chang'an for a few days. Li Fenglang naturally went with Bai Yaoyao, and the lewd journey made Lu Wentao very excited.
"Senior sister!" "Junior sister!" There was no one in Cangyun Pavilion, the stove was cold, there was no firewood, there was no food in the jar, and there was no water in the bucket. It was obvious that they had prepared to leave before leaving, and they had been gone for quite some time.
After burning incense for the ancestors of all generations, Lu Wentao returned to his room. He had already made up his mind and had no other thoughts. He found Xiao Xian and Murong Qing and cleared all obstacles. It was that simple.
Having taken the Nine-Turn Golden Pill, he was no longer an ordinary person. Sooner or later, he could stand on the top of the world, and then he could live the life he wanted.
Dreaming sweetly, Lu Wentao gradually fell asleep.