Ask 11 agents for imperial concubine Chapter 174: Tiger Poison Gall

On August 2th, 78, Li Luobing, the king of Meishan Luobing, was defeated in Hanshui. On September 11th of the same year, Lillo's third son and second daughter died in Wutongtai, Meishan. Twenty-one capable generals were beheaded, and Xu Su, the last general, personally supervised and beheaded them. After a paper order was left behind, there were dozens of ghosts without owners.

On that day, Mei Xiang came in from outside the temple, with a few white petals on her body and a slightly stunned look. Qiu Sui called her a few times, and she didn't react until she said absently, "I just heard that Xu, the side princess of King Luo, has found it."

Xu? Xu Su's sister Xu Yining?

Qiu Sui patted her chest and said, "It's found. I heard that General Xu Suda lost his husband and mother when he was young, and only one sister lived alone and loved her very much. Now he has made such a great contribution to your majesty. It would be a pity if Miss Xu was killed.

Mei Xiang frowned slightly, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a faint layer of smoke. The high candle with the thickness of a small arm gave off a bright light, which made her look a little pale. She lowered her voice like a chick in windy weather, and her voice was shrill and low: "I heard that it was found on Luofu Mountain, and it was hung on a dead tree in Luofu Mountain, and both legs were taken away by wolves. "

Qiu Sui gave a scream of" Ah ",and her face turned white in an instant.

Chu Qiao's heart suddenly cooled, and a little chill surged up from the bottom of his heart, like a milky cigarette in a censer, hovering carefully and turning leisurely.

The moonlit night is cold, and in the distant Temple of Joy and Happiness, songs and dances start again, and silk and bamboo flourish. Mrs Zi Ming is now a soft princess, and has become the most powerful woman with the highest grade among the empresses in Li Ce. A few days ago, she was diagnosed with pregnancy by a hospital, and in two days, she will go to Huang Zhuang outside the palace to have a baby.

this long night, but there is silence in the noise, so long.

In this way, another half month passed, and I went to Qiu Lai in summer. After a few cold rains, the air became cold and humid. Summer lotus is scattered, and there is a black lotus leaf on the pool. Now, in Jinwu Palace, no one will have the mood to attract a pool of hot springs for flowering.

Southwest China experienced chaos, Xuefu Town was close to Meishan, and the student inn carefully managed by Chu Qiao was also destroyed in the war, leaving only ruins. Mei Xiang Jingjing and others felt a little sad. Li Ce said she could rebuild it for her, but Chu Qiao lost interest. After all, this Simon, she won't stay long.

So Chu Qiao stayed in Jinwu Palace, watching the sunlight slide through the scarlet window and waiting for another day.

She seldom saw Li Ce. After the incident of King Luo, Bian Tang suffered a loss in military strength, but the southwest clan was completely eliminated, and the national treasury was full and thriving. Li Ce seems to have changed his temper and become extremely busy. Even the songs and dances in the harem have not been heard for a long time.

autumn is fading, light and shadow are floating, and February is quietly gone. Chu Qiao Qingchen got up and pushed open the window, only to see the thin snow outside. A few Chinese parasol trees outside the window accumulated a layer of white tree hanging, and they lived in the university. It has been a long time since they saw snow. Mei Xiang and others were very happy when they saw it. Jingjing went out to play with a group of little ladies-in-waiting, wearing a red satin cloak, which looked finals and lovely.

Zhuge Yue's letter has arrived again. In the past few months, due to the influence of the Biantang war, Li Ce's pressure on the border crossing in Daxia has been greatly reduced, giving Zhao a breathing space. Last month, Zhao Xiang used the excuse of training to drive the Confederate army to quietly enter the West Camp, 3 miles outside Zhenhuang City. At that time, Alakazam in the north happened to meet a snowstorm, and Zhao Che went to Beihu, not in Kyoto. Zhuge Yue decided to take five thousand guards from Qinghai to Xidaying, and confronted Zhao for more than three hours. If Wei Shuye hadn't arrived in time, there would have been a big fuss.

But when he wrote, he didn't mention it at all. Chu Qiao learned about it from the mouth of Tie You's bodyguard. When she remembered the danger of confronting 3, South armies with 5, troops, she only felt a trace of fine sweat on her back.

Xia Huang's days are running out. He has not been to court for more than two months. The battle for imperial power in Daxia is getting more and more fierce. If you are not careful, you will be in danger of ruin. When Chu Qiao is free and at leisure, he will also go to the Buddhist temple and copy two volumes of the Lanzhi Sutra of Peace, so that he can kill time; secondly, he can figure out inner peace; thirdly, he has someone in his heart who wants to bless him.

sandalwood curled up on the Buddhist temple. Looking at the solemn Buddha statue of Bao Xiang through the smoke, Chu Qiao suddenly remembered the Queen of Tang Dynasty who only met once. That afternoon, she woke up in her sleep, and the gentle woman looked at her quietly, and told her very quietly that she should persuade Li Ce not to tear down this Buddhist temple to worship the Happy Buddha.

At that time, Li Ce was still the prince of the Tang Dynasty, but now he has been killed by the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

Qiusui is now Mi Heju's aunt in charge. My little girl grew up in the palace with fine ears and clear eyes, and she knows autumn by falling leaves. Did she look at Chu Qiao doubtfully, frowning and whispered, "I feel that the girl is more than last time when I met her."

Chu Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Oh? What is more? "

Qiusui smiled gently, passed Chu Qiao's black hair from top to bottom with a horn comb in her hand, and quietly said, "Last time the girl came back from Yanbei, she was like a remnant of lotus in late summer, but now it's over winter."

"Really?"

Chu Qiao's head is on the side, and his lush fingers pass through his thick hair. His face in the mirror is like a willow on the shore of a lake that has passed the cold winter, and the sharp color of his eyes is gone, as if he had been a soldier for ten years. Now, she lives in the Jinwu Palace, waiting in horror, and the years are like water, which finally gives her a few rays of peace.

At the end of the year, she met He Xiao once.

The winter wind was chilly. She was wearing a cloak of silver-pointed fur and fur, and when Mei Xiang passed the Baizhe Pavilion in Shanglin Garden, she happened to meet He Xiao who had just come out of Yixin Temple.

He is now the commander-in-chief of the Ministry of War of Biantang Nanying, ranking third in rank, and is highly valued by Li Ce. Even this harem is frequented.

It's the first time since Chu Qiao left without saying goodbye. After meeting at first, both of them are somewhat embarrassed. He Xiao's lips wriggled for a moment, as if he wanted to call an adult. After all, the words were still on his lips and his voice was low: "Miss Chu."

He waved off the servants, only took Mei Xiang and went to Baizhe Pavilion.

He Xiao, dressed in a navy royal costume, is calm and handsome, and his face has a charm and grace tempered by hardships.

Mei Xiang stood outside the pavilion, and the wind blew up the hem of Chu Qiao's cloak, which was as light as a wisp of smoke. She didn't speak for a long time, but stood against the wind. The pavilion was very high, and below it was the outlet channel of Taiqingchi, which was also built into a flowing water. The clear water streamed down and made a loud noise. He Xiao's voice sounded behind his back, quiet and calm.

"It's windy here, and the girl is weak. I'd better go back early."

"isn't the wind in the north of Yan stronger? "

Chuqiao looked back, his face was very calm, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of sparkling light, which made people unable to see clearly.

"He Xiao, are you blaming me?"

He Xiao bowed his head and said, "I dare not."

"If you dare not, you're being weird." Chu Qiao smiled bitterly, and the lines slipped across her mouth and disappeared in a flash. "Believe it or not, you and I have fought side by side for many years, and I always regard you as my best friend. I left, not to abandon you. "

"I understand."

He Xiao suddenly looked up, his eyes were as calm as ever, and he was not as good as Wei Guang in the battlefield. He said quietly, "I have never blamed you. You just thought of us and arranged the best way out for us. I understand all this."

This is the first time that He Xiao is equal to you and me in the face of Chu Qiao. His eyes looked at her quietly and said slowly, "I have been watching you step by step over the years, and I fully understand the pain in your heart. I sometimes think that maybe I was selfish at the beginning. If I had figured it out earlier, I would never have let the situation push you to such a position. Even if xinan town's envoy became a bandit and was annihilated, you shouldn't have to shoulder this responsibility and confront the prince, so that you have come to the present field. "

Chu Qiao shook her head. She wanted to say that there was an irreconcilable contradiction between her and Xun Yan. Even without the envoy of xinan town, there would be other reasons. The problem would break out sooner or later, but it was just a matter of delaying.

He Xiao said without waiting for her to finish, "After all, you are just a young woman, but we were ignored at that time."

He looked up, smiled gently, and quietly said, "Your Majesty said that only when you completely put the past behind you can you wait for real peace. I will no longer call you an adult, not because I am resentful and alienated, but because I hope you can put down your burden and live for yourself. "

The dew deposited on the leaves fell with a swish and splashed on Chu Qiao's soft white embroidered shoes. Her eyebrows frowned slightly, and a little touch rose from her heart, so sour.

"Although Biantang is warm, it's cold now. Girl, you'd better go home early."

After that, he stepped aside to let Chu Qiao go, but Chu Qiao suddenly called out, "He Dage,"

He Xiao looked up at her.

Chu Qiao said quietly, "You and I have been together for many years, and we have lived and died together many times. You are more like a comrade-in-arms than a relative."

Xiao Xiao's eyes trembled slightly when the rustling wind passed through the Woods. After a long time, he still kept that posture and stepped back quietly, and said with a heavy voice, "I'm going to take up my post in the southwest. Perhaps, there will never be another chance."

so he already knows.

Chu Qiao's fingertips are slightly cold. Looking at He Xiao Mo Li's figure, I only feel a trace of bitterness lingering in my throat. She nodded quietly, said "Take care" and turned off the pavilion.

Just after a few steps, I suddenly heard a voice quietly behind me, "Xiao Qiao, take care of yourself all the way"

She suddenly turned around and saw He Xiao still standing quietly in that posture, and the wind blew through his clothes. The blue royal dress had blue sea moire and a bunch of blue waist, which was worn out and still the belt of the beautiful army that year. He just stood so quietly, without even looking up, as if what he just said was not what he said.

Chu Qiaomo stood for a moment, then turned around and walked in a random direction.

After several turns, Shang Lin Yuan was finally out of sight. Chu Qiao looked up, only to find that he had inadvertently come to Fran Mountain outside the Johor Hall. It's called a mountain, but it's actually just a fake stone, and its surface is all carved with white jade, which looks fluorescent and transparent, making it a great scenic spot in Jinwu Palace. But Chu Qiao looked at the white rockery at the moment, but only felt a little bit cold in my heart, like a bug with tentacles, trapping her in coils.

"miss?"

cried mei Xiang with some worries.

Chu Qiao didn't speak, but his eyes were slightly frozen. He looked at several wintersweet plants on the rockery, but it seemed to pass through, and he saw it for a long time.

"Miss, in this world, everyone has different thoughts, but you only have one heart, and you can't take care of so many people."

Mei Xiang's words rang in her ears, but Chu Qiao didn't seem to hear them clearly. The wind was so strong that she suddenly felt a little sad.

"Commander He has followed you for so many years. Over time, he will surely understand that all good things must come to an end. Don't be too sad."

Chu Qiao turned his head, suddenly reached out and hugged Mei Xiang's shoulder, and said softly, "Mei Xiang, if you want to go, just let him go."

Chu Qiao clearly felt that Mei Xiang's body was suddenly stupefied, and her back was straight, like a rabbit disturbed by people. After a long time, a pair of arms slowly encircled Chu Qiao's back. Mei Xiang's voice whispered in Chu Qiao's ear: "I am reluctant to congratulate the commander, but I am even more reluctant to miss."

The afternoon sun shone on the ground, and the sky was so high that I couldn't see a cloud.

"Miss, don't worry about others. Master Zhuge is not a completely good man, but he is the only one in the world who is dedicated to Miss. For the sake of the young lady, he can kill and set fire to become a demon, or he can put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha. Such a person will never find another one with a lantern. "

mei Xiang suddenly laughed. "as for commander he, he will always be cheerful. just like me, this kind of thing is reluctant to come. Each of us will have our own marriage. "

She prayed for the freedom of blue sea and blue sky for many years.

She looked up and vaguely saw the man's light eyes, which were chilly and windy, and it was raining in the summer. Is he all right?

In a blink of an eye, it's the New Year again. This year has experienced many disturbances, perhaps in order to dilute the depressed atmosphere after the war. Under the strong invitation of hundreds of officials, Li Ce ordered a spring banquet to be held vigorously, which was extremely extravagant.

On the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, Li Ce hosted a banquet for 1 officials in the Guozi Hall, and offered a one-year examination to show their feelings. He praised those who got excellent grades this year, and gave officials with more than three grades the privilege of eating in the same room. He personally sat down and ordered the inner attendants to copy an autumn poem and gave each courtier a copy.

The harem is also decorated with lanterns, and banquets are held all the way from Yixin Temple to Shangqing Palace. There are endless colorful squares and countless lanterns. With colored silk lighting, Ji Xiangwen pictures, such as endless life and eternal mountains and rivers, are formed, and they are pasted on the walls of Zhu Biwa. They are resplendent, splendid and colorful, filled with songs and dances, and have a magnificent color.

Li Ce invited her to dinner several times, but Chu Qiao didn't like the pomp and circumstance, so she just shirked it. Only in his own palace, with a group of ladies-in-waiting, people clean up and prepare, hold their own banquets, and prepare for the birthday celebrations.

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, green cloth wagons drove into the main entrance of Jinwu Palace. After being notified, they came all the way to Mihe. However, after the carriage arrived, boxes of things were moved down, but it caused a sensation in the whole harem. All the ladies-in-waiting rushed to Mihe to find out, and even some impatient ladies came here.

There are 2 carriages and 2 nanmu boxes. When the boxes are opened, everyone's eyes suddenly light up and are full of pearls. Emerald, grandmother stone, ruby, cat's eye, white jade, oriental pearl, splendid gauze, Suzhou embroidery satin, precious fur, antiques, calligraphy and painting, etc., all the luxuries that the world can imagine, almost condense in front of us. Not only that, there are some girls' favorite pearls, wreaths, palace clothes, jade shoes, jewelry, curtains and screens, jade self-luminous at night, and some rare objects from overseas, such as matches, binoculars, glass ornaments, simple chimes, dresses of Fanren women, precious specialties of Alakazam, and various medicinal materials with prices higher than gold.

What is even more ironic is that there are still several boxes of rough local products that look like sweet potatoes. Chu Qiao took them and studied them for a long time before suddenly realizing that this is the Qinghai sweet potato he once wrote to himself. She sniffed it in her nose, and her heart suddenly rose to a misty sweetness. I just felt that all these pearls and jade together were not as good as these ugly sweet potatoes.

I think the local people heard that the King of Qinghai wanted this thing with all his heart. Not only was it very big, but each sweet potato was tied with a red line, which was carefully wrapped in red. It looked neither fish nor fowl.

A small piece of stationery was placed in a melon. She picked it up and opened the gold thread with tender fingers, only to see a large piece written in extremely clear and flying handwriting.

He is always like this. Even when he writes letters, he has an awkward tone, talking about the development trend of local economy from weather to politics.