The fog is foggy in the early morning, the fog shrouds the inside and outside of the ancient city of Hangzhou, the shadow of the waterway city wall is longing, on the field, three or two zhang away can not see the movement, occasionally the carriage that passes by, the speed is slow, the vision of the self-owned person appears like a beast, after a while, it burrows into the white vast expanse at the other end of the field of vision, disappears.

After opening his eyes, the fog that touched his eyes temporarily calmed the slaughter that had come from last night, and divided the solemn atmosphere in the city into a small area that was only as far as the eye could see. Soldiers were added to the city wall, but the four sides were confused, and the early morning was heavy, and the soldiers only lit a brazier, sat around and chatted about last night's turmoil, and the parents were short, and occasionally the generals patrolled before they stood up again.

In the overlapping courtyards of the city, the sound of chickens and dogs barking has not yet sounded. Early risers are not in a hurry to go out, lighting fires, lighting lamps, and waiting for the situation to change at home. Knowing Suo's movements, the whispering voices, it was not long before he was drowned in the billowing mist.

In the small courtyard behind the Wenli Academy on Xiliu Street, the yellowish lights had been lit, the bedroom door was opened, and the girl who had just gotten up and was not dressed neatly stepped out of the threshold. When looking back, the young scholar with a bandage on his head rubbed his eyes and wanted to follow, the scholar's temperament was mature and steady, but after all, his age was not too big, and he was injured at this time and looked like he didn't wake up, the girl turned around, pouted and said something, and then pushed, pushed, pushed, pushed and let the scholar go back to sleep.

The warm yellow light and shadow swayed slightly, and the two were at the door for a moment, the original identity was a maid, and at this time, the girl who was also a concubine danced with her hands and feet, and she was right, but her expression was quite aggrieved. The scholar made a few movements, indicating that he was in good health, but the reason did not seem to be accepted by the other party. After a while, the scholar grabbed the girl's clothes helplessly and pulled her back into the room. The girl was slightly stunned, and her originally somewhat arrogant arrogance suddenly fell, and she shrunk her neck: "Ah......"

The door was shut.

"Auntie, aunt...... It's dawning...... Hmmm......"

No matter how strong the aura that occasionally appears, the lamb is still a lamb after all. It is difficult to describe in detail what the little sheep will experience if they fall into the hands of the big bad wolf. Clothes probably have to be worn again. In the process, our vision left the courtyard below. The fog was covered in layers of overlap. In the distance in the official office where Hei Lingwei is now, a young man named An Xifu is sitting at the table reading the documents that have been summed up, and he doesn't know if he has been busy all night or just got up, when he saw the names of Badaoying and Ning Liheng came into view, he reached out and picked up the wick of the oil lamp, and after a while. He set the proclamation aside.

In another courtyard of the city, Chen Fan, who had finished exercising, poured a bucket of cold well water on his body shirtless, and the heat rose from his skin, and he let out a long breath. As an unemployed vagrant in Ning Yi's mouth, there is not much to do except exercise and visiting the door every day, and he has been paying close attention to the children of Wenlie Academy recently. Not much. I went out with a burrito in my mouth, and when I passed the door of the courtyard next door, I saw that the door of the family's courtyard was wide open in the fog. The people inside seemed to be anxiously busy with something, and vaguely remembered that someone in their house seemed to come to ask in the middle of the night, probably because they had lost their family last night. The public security in Hangzhou is not peaceful, he rolled his eyes, this is a matter of peace and happiness, and it has nothing to do with him.

The vision returned to the northern wall, where blood rose in the white mist, and the sword slashed the soldier's neck, and beside it, the spear flew through the air after bringing out a large canopy of blood. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared outside the city walls.

The figure appeared suddenly, as fast as a flying locust in transit, and in the midst of the sprint, each sword and gun were drawn, and the soldiers in front of him did not even have time to make a sound. and his life was harvested. The speed of the rushing figure did not change after the knife was drawn, and when the figures staggered, they hugged the corpse of the soldier whose neck was cut open, and slowly leaned the corpse against the female wall, and the companion next to him tied and threw out the rope, and the group quickly landed out of the city. …,

On the side of the city, in the temporary palace of the Yongle Dynasty at this time, the court meeting has been going on for some time. In fact, after the establishment of the Yongle Dynasty, the court meeting was not carried out very often, and the rebel army did not pay so much attention to it, and the various leaders could meet and hold meetings at any time, but in view of the rebellion last night, this morning's court meeting was obviously necessary. After Qi Yuankang's death, how to fill the blanks and how to divide the interests have already been decided, but then there are still many things that need to be discussed and determined. The discussion that was not too lengthy had come to an end at this time, and after retreating from the dynasty, Fang La left a few adults to have breakfast together, and Queen Shao Xianying also came out to accompany her, which was equivalent to a family banquet.

"The world is out of my generation, and the years of the rivers and lakes are urging ...... I...... I heard that when I scooped Qi Yuankang last night, this was a poem written by Sissi? What a good poem......"

It has been a while since he ascended the throne, but when facing some old brothers, Fang La has not yet gotten used to self-proclaimed names. Empress Shao on the side said with a smile: "I also think it's strange when I hear it, this kid is the most powerful at dancing knives and guns on weekdays, and I didn't expect to scoop out such poems." She admires some talented people, but I know it...... The two prime ministers, you are both well-educated people, and you are also familiar with Sissi, you say, could this poem be written by her? ”

Among the few people present, Lou Minzhong's ancestors are all well-educated people, and after a little hesitation, Lou Minzhong said: "The way of poetry is broad and profound, and it is really difficult to know who the Tao is made or who is not made at a glance." However, Sissi usually seems to be foolish, but in fact she is a person of great wisdom, and I don't think she will be able to lie about it. ”

Shao Xianying is not a literati, and only regards Liu Xigua as a junior, and asks questions casually, but Lou Minzhong is an old and serious person, and literati also take this aspect very seriously, in this circle, if someone has a bad reputation due to plagiarism, it will be difficult to mix in the future. Although Liu Watermelon is not mixed in this industry, he only made an ambiguous reply at this time, but Zu Shiyuan on the side, after he finished speaking, he laughed.

To be honest, the poems are actually simple and upright, not too allusive, and there are not too many obscure words, but the courage in them is quite amazing, if it is not a heroic and uninhibited person, I am afraid it will not be able to do it. To be honest, I think this poem is in line with the style of our big girl. Although the Badao Battalion has now recruited a few well-educated people. But because of my full study, I am afraid that this kind of poem cannot be written, and it is unlikely that people will write it on their behalf......"

This ancestor Shiyuan finished speaking. After some discussion, a man sitting a little farther away frowned: "However, this sentence is a joke...... Isn't it a bit overstepping...... "This person's name is Gao Yu, the official worships the servant, and he is quite capable, but although he was left behind at this time, he is in this group of people. The qualifications are not too thick. As he spoke, Fang La waved his big hand over there.

"Ha Luha, what's the matter, the grand plan hegemony is talking and laughing, what the Badao Battalion has done all these years, isn't it the grand plan hegemony? Why, Xianying, think back to the beginning. The little girl is quite ambitious, and she wants to be the female emperor, and I have allowed her. Although she does not have the surname Fang. But I regard her as a concubine, and I will have to allow her to go from city to city in the future. Gao Qing's family, don't let her hear what you say, otherwise she will scoop a knife and chase you, and I won't be able to save it......"

Gao Yu is submissive. Although the queen next to her Shao Xianying smiled, then frowned and said softly: "If this poem is really made by a little watermelon, it sounds ...... Isn't that a bit decadent? What kind of grand ambition and hegemony are talking and laughing, it is better than a drunk, earthly ...... like a tide and people like water"

Fang La was stunned: "For so many years, it's probably ...... This kid is feeling a little tired...... "...," he said. I can't help but think of all kinds of things along the way, from Liu Dabiao's death to Qi Yuankang's rebellion last night, all kinds of people I have seen and died around me. The girl named Watermelon naturally watched all this pass, and then slowly grew up. It's just that there are some things that the man wants to come. The mood is naturally different from that of a woman. Several people in the hall who were familiar with Liu Watermelon thought about it for a while, but they all sighed: "Sissi has also grown up." ”

Afterwards, Zu Shiyuan said: "Speaking of which, our Liu family girl is also past the age of marriage. When he said this, he looked at Lou Minzhong on the side.

Fang La also sighed: "It's always a war, and it's delayed to fight back and forth...... I've never met any suitable people. ”

Shao Xianying said: "I haven't seen any suitable people, but this kid has a high spirit, and he hasn't seen anything he likes...... Speaking of which, those of us who are elders don't pay much attention to it, and when Da Biao was dying, he entrusted his children to us...... Husband, do you say...... Isn't it time to find someone for your child? ”

Shao Xianying herself is a heroine among women, she was in charge of things in the army with Fang Baihua at the beginning, although she became the queen at this time, but Fang La is still the original title, in her opinion, the girl who is nearly twenty years old is tired, naturally because she is so old, but she does not have a husband's family. Fang La nodded: "However, who should I look for, have you ever seen her pretend to any man over the years, especially this kind of thing, if we find one, he will draw a knife and chop it, and it will be rumored that it will be good." ”

When Lou Jingzhi was almost stabbed to death, he still remembered it vividly. It's not that there is anything great about splitting a few people, but a girl's family always wants to be famous, if you really split the man on a blind date, how to find a husband's family in the future. Speaking of the second half, Fang La couldn't help but lower his voice. Shao Xianying whispered, "How is Chen Fan?" ”

"Two people will fight when they meet, not the right way, you say it's a happy enemy, if you get married and fight all day long, who can watch it......"

As he was talking, Zu Shiyuan interjected with a smile: "How is Master Lou?" ”

"Who?"

"Which Lou Gongzi?"

"Lou Xiang's eldest son."

It's not too formal an occasion, and Lou Minzhong has a good relationship with Zu Shiyuan, so Lou Minzhong just sighed and glanced at him: "Zu Xiang, although the Lou family and the Liu family are world friends, I also want Qianqian to be my daughter-in-law, but you don't know how to say that the dog was almost hacked to death, why bother to bring up the joke again......"

"It's no joke." Zu Shiyuan said with a smile, "At the beginning, the two didn't have a deep relationship, what about Qianqian, it's that kind of temper, and it's quite embarrassing to make trouble, but since these times of contact, maybe there has been a turnaround?" I heard that Sissi was attacked last night, and Jing Zhi was at the scene at the time, and there was a helping hand......"

Lou Minzhong frowned: "There is such a thing? ”

"Didn't Jingzhi go back and elaborate?"

The assassination of Liu Dabiao by the three brothers of the Qi family the night before, the information reported everywhere was actually a little vague, but the main meaning still came out. Liu Dabiao and Lou Jingzhi worked side by side to fight with the assassins led by Qi Xinyong, Qi Xinyi, Qi Xinhan, and it was also explained during this period that the matter was

It was deliberately arranged by Liu Dabiao, who had to settle the rules of the rivers and lakes but had grievances, and Lou Jingzhi had the right time. No matter what the situation is, Ning Liheng was naturally omitted.

Lou Minzhong learned about his son's assassination last night, but the sources were different, Lou Jingzhi went home, feeling discouraged, and of course never mentioned Liu Watermelon. Lou Min has a lot of things to deal with, and of course he is relieved that his son is okay and will not pay attention to it for the time being. But Zu Shiyuan saw it this morning, and a reverie unfolded in his mind, whether the hero saves the beauty, the beauty saves the hero, the long street private meeting is still fighting side by side, between young children, of course, there is a drama. He intended to make a good fate, so he said it at this time, which scared Lou Minzhong, after all, he was quite fond of this girl who single-handedly supported the sword camp, if his son really had hope, of course he would be happy to see it.

Lou Minzhong's attitude was ambiguous, Zu Shiyuan smiled happily, and everyone also gossiped, and when Zu Shiyuan added fuel and vinegar to talk about last night's situation and his own speculation, everyone suddenly felt that there was a play, and you discussed this matter one by one.

The children are old and really married, aren't they...... (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )