After rebirth, I made the princes cry

"I also have a childhood sweetheart."

It was still on the Baoxiade Road, when Gao and Yingshu took a rest at the post station, that they became close friends.

"also?"

"Deputy Envoy, please stop pretending to be confused. I have seen clearly along the way that the Deputy Envoy and Gui Sujun are in love with each other. It is well known that Gui Sujun was taught by Lord Linyi. When Gui Sujun was young, he even lived in Lord Linyi's mansion. If this is not considered childhood sweethearts, who else in the world can be called childhood sweethearts?"

"My lady, do you know the story of childhood sweethearts?"

"You've heard of it, right? I heard it was from a poem by a mysterious celebrity. The boy came riding a bamboo horse, playing with green plums around the bed. They lived together in Changganli, and there was no suspicion between the two children."

"This long poem was written by an anonymous author. It has been praised by people all over the world, but the author's surname is unknown. However, the meaning of the poem is actually about a pair of children who met at an innocent age. When they rode bamboo horses and threw green plums for fun, they had no idea about love between men and women. Later, they got married, but the girl was still shy, 'lowering her head to the dark wall, and not responding even after being called a thousand times.' The term "childhood sweethearts" refers to the interest of children, but it has nothing to do with the word "lover."

"Well, I only have a vague understanding of these stories after all, but watching the situation between Gui Sujun and the deputy envoy, although I felt happy, it also reminded me of a sad story."

Yingshu lowered her head and concentrated on watching the horse's hooves stepping on the plank road.

Gao's desire to talk did not rise or fall with the audience's interest, nor did she care that when she said this, in addition to Yingshu's ears, there were many other ears. Although her husband Jiang Baiji was walking behind with the third prince of Dayu, this old love story was bound to fall into Jiang Baiji's ears.

"I grew up in Luoyang. When I was a girl, I lived with my uncle's family in Guyang Garden by the Yi River for a period of time. The owner of Guyang Garden liked to socialize, and many people were invited to stay in Guyang Garden at that time. The lover I mentioned was one of them. He was not from Luoyang. He lived in Guyang Garden with his uncle at that time. He knew that I was a Xiongnu, but he did not regard me as an alien because of this. The poem about the lover riding a bamboo horse was recited to me by him.

He only lived in Guyangyuan for about half a year before leaving with his uncle. A few years later, he and I became neighbors. After the reunion, we were both delighted. He told my uncle that he planned to ask his elders to propose marriage and have me as his wife. I was so happy at the time, and we even exchanged tokens of love.

We Xiongnu people are not like Han people, and our women are not good at needlework, so the token of love I gave him would not be something like a sachet or a handkerchief, but a dagger, which was given to me by my father as a self-defense weapon when I left Baishan Camp. "

Yingshu's eyes moved away from the horse's hooves when she heard Gao mention the dagger. Now she is still carrying a cold iron dagger that originally belonged to King You of Northern Zhao. Although the original owner of this dagger was not King You of Northern Zhao, it was a trophy seized by Sikong Yuehu after he killed King You. Could it be that Gao also knew that this dagger actually belonged to her and was carried by her?

"But later, not only his own family, but even the emperor of Xiyu disagreed with him marrying a woman of a different race. At that time, although the emperor of Xiyu verbally said that he was the common ruler of the world and regarded the different races as the people of Xiyu, it was just talk. In the eyes of the emperor and his ministers of Xiyu, the different races were inferior after all."

Gao let out a long sigh.

"The monarch of Dayu will not interfere in the marriage of his subjects at will. That young man should be a son of a famous family, right?" Yingshu finally spoke up.

"He is indeed a descendant of a noble family, and his elder is an important official in the Xiyu court. But I am not an ordinary commoner either. I am also a noblewoman from the Xiongnu tribe. If the Emperor of Xiyu treats the Hu and Han people equally, how could he prevent this marriage that will greatly benefit the friendship between the two tribes?" Gao smiled slightly.

Yingshu no longer defended the king of Xiyu who had lost his country.

"That young man was unwilling to break his vow, but according to Han Chinese etiquette, children's marriages must obey the orders of their parents. He couldn't convince his parents to agree to the marriage, so he could only invite me to go with him. In short, he was determined that only I could be his lifelong partner."

"But the lady rejected that gentleman."

"If I had followed him and left, my uncle would have been blamed by Emperor Yu. I cannot ignore the safety of my uncle and his family. All these years have passed, and although I still feel regretful, I am glad that I rejected him at that time. Otherwise, the court of Dongyu would be missing a loyal and wise man now."

Yingshu raised her eyebrows and looked at Gao.

"My old lover is none other than Shirakawa-kun."

Yingshu had never expected that during this diplomatic mission, she would hear about Shirakawa-kun's romantic affair from the wife of the Northern Han Taiwei. Could it be that Shirakawa-kun was still single because of Gao?

"I wonder if Mr. Gu is doing well?" Gao asked.

"Uncle Gu Jiu is fine."

Yingshu tapped the stirrup lightly. She stopped chatting with Gao and let her mount trot forward, galloping away side by side with Nanci.

Gao murmured the three words "Uncle Gu Jiu" over and over again in her mouth. That evening, when she was staying at another post station, she told Jiang Baiji about her conversation with Yingshu today.

"Do you think Miss Wang believed what you said?"

"I did have a relationship with Gu Baichuan. Those words were half true and half false. It doesn't matter whether Wang believes it or not, but she is very smart and should realize that I am trying to alienate the emperor Yu and Gu Baichuan. She even deliberately called Gu Baichuan 'Uncle Gu Jiu' to show that Gu Baichuan treats her differently. But didn't the Great Shangchen say that he has a plan and Gu Baichuan can be used by His Majesty this time?"

"The daughter of the Wang family has indeed identified Guisujun!" Jiang Baiji stroked his beard and lowered his voice: "After hearing what you said today, she couldn't wait to rush forward to discuss with Guisujun. Although the two of them lowered their voices, they couldn't prevent Yingbu's extraordinary hearing. Yingbu heard her ask Guisujun to warn Jiaosujun not to report the rumors that he heard, those discussions that were unfavorable to Gu Baichuan, to Emperor Yu."

"It seems that although the daughter of the Wang family is the left deputy envoy, the privilege of reporting to the Lord of Yu is in the hands of Lord Jiaosu."

Jiang Baiji nodded, "The Han royal family has always believed that a son's status is determined by his mother. Now that Dongyu's Queen Yu has been imprisoned by Emperor Yu, Crown Prince Yu will certainly not be able to keep his position as crown prince. Guisu's biological mother was just a concubine, while Jiaosu's biological mother was one of the three wives. Even if Emperor Yu is still considering who to appoint as crown prince, he is still considering between the two princes Weisu and Jiaosu. But since the power to report the situation has been given to Jiaosu, Dongyu's spies planted in our country will certainly let Jiaosu be in charge of liaison."

"I am worried that since Lord Jiaosu is on a mission to Han for Lord Shenyuan, it may hinder your majesty's plan. Why not... get rid of Lord Jiaosu first? I think it will suit the wishes of Prince Yu and Lord Weisu who are far away in Jiankang."

"We can't give Emperor Yu a handle to conquer Han." Jiang Baiji didn't nod this time. "I just regret that although Your Majesty had a plan to conquer Yu long ago, he never made up his mind to fight to the death. Even two years ago, when Zhao Ting and Yu Ting went to war, he sent troops to join Zhao Ting... Yu Ting was no match at that time, but now, among the princes of Dong Yu there is Sikong Yuehu, who is less than twenty years old, and his military skills are unpredictable, and he is also very brave. The King You of Bei Zhao was killed by this boy!

Our country has already lost a good opportunity. Besides, Your Majesty cannot get all the nobles to submit together. If we go to war with Dongyu at this time, we will have no chance of winning, unless the Zhao court is willing to summon the six tribes to fight Dongyu together. However, it will also be extremely disadvantageous to our Northern Han."

Gao didn't say anything.

Compared with the Di, Xianbei and Jie tribes, the Emperor of Zhao was originally dissatisfied with the Qiang tribe, because at that time Zhao was not willing to divide Chang'an to the Qiang tribe and was only willing to give up Hanzhong and other places. The Qiang tribe was untrustworthy and surrendered on the surface, but stationed heavy troops in Hangu Pass. Zhao finally repelled the Qiang soldiers, but the Qiang soldiers retreated to Tongguan and relied on the natural barrier to occupy Chang'an as the capital.

Now the King of Han is trying to detain the Lord of the Divine Yuan Palace and honor him as the Divine Witch of the Northern Han Dynasty. What is his plan? He clearly wants to completely abandon the Six-Ministry Covenant and tell the world that only the Northern Han Dynasty is the destiny of heaven and is protected by the Emperor Shenzong's clan.

At this time, there was only a short distance left to Xieyu Pass.

It was past the summer solstice, and even in the mountains, the hot atmosphere was already very strong. It was only after nightfall that pedestrians could feel the coolness. Although one was quite tired during the day, even the Lord of Shenyuan Palace was not so sleepy at night, and he invited Yingshu to bask in the moonlight together. The two princes did not want to go to bed early, so they picked some wild tea in the mountains in the evening. At this time, the son was making tea in the yard, and the interested Ling Shang Gong actually sang the tune she had learned in her youth.

"I heard that Deputy Envoy Wang is proficient in the art of pitching pots?" asked the third prince.

"Who told you that?" Yingshu asked.

The third prince looked at Nanci.

"Listen to me?" Nanci pointed at his nose.

"Fifth brother must have forgotten it himself. It's been many years. During the family banquet in the summer, we played pot-throwing to entertain each other. Fifth brother was at the bottom. That time I won by luck. Fifth brother refused to accept it and said that if I competed with Wang Wu Niang, I would definitely lose."

Yingshu looked at Nanci in disbelief: "How could you lose to Bisujun?"

The Third Prince: "My fifth brother was still young at that time, and his arm strength was not enough."

"Third brother, maybe my arm strength is not as good as yours, but it is impossible to be worse than second brother. But second brother is very proud. If I beat him, he will target me for half a year. I am too lazy to argue with him, so I deliberately let him win."

"No, you never let your second brother win again after that."

Nanji:……

His third brother changed his ways too much, how come he became so pedantic? That’s right, his third brother never had the habit of saving his face.

Nanci had already forgotten the embarrassing fact that he was at the bottom of the list in the game of throwing pots.

"Among the few of us who pitch pots, my fourth brother won more championships. That time... my fourth brother didn't seem to attend the family dinner. I forgot where he went."

During those years, Sikong Yuehu was the most unpredictable among all the princes.

Yingshu really wanted to see the two princes talk about the past. In her memory, after Sikong Beichen ascended the throne, although a few "surviving" brothers would be invited to the family banquets in the palace, the old days were seldom mentioned. They drank and chatted but had nothing to say. Even the female relatives had a very distant relationship. Sikong Mujiao had been sentenced to death by then. Anyway, she had never seen Jiao Sujun and Nanci drinking astringent wild tea, sitting on the ground, and talking about their boyhood.

The Lord of the Divine Yuan Palace really couldn't get used to the tea brewed by the Third Prince, but seeing that the Third Prince always wanted to pour another cup for her, she drank it reluctantly. In order to divert the Third Prince's attention, she also joined in the chat: "So, Lord Xinsu's skill in pitching pots is also very superb?"

"Anyway, he is better than the rest of us. Crown Prince has never been good at gambling. As for Second Brother, although he likes gambling, he doesn't have the patience to practice..." When the Third Prince said this, he was stunned.

Nanci laughed, "Third brother is the best at playing games, and he has stamina."

"Does Xinsujun also like to play games?" asked the Palace Lord.

The Third Prince's face was not very good. "Fourth brother should not be good at gambling, but I guess throwing pots requires arrows. Fourth brother is good at riding and archery... It's strange. Fourth brother obviously doesn't have a brave uncle like Prince Qiao, but he is more skilled in archery than Fifth brother."

Nanji:……

You Jiaomu Jiao, you are not as good as Xinyue Fox, but you insist on dragging me down with you!

"I didn't take my uncle as my master, and I never thought of competing with my fourth brother. It's not surprising that I can't compare with him in archery and horse riding. My third brother hired a martial arts master, but he was defeated by my fourth brother, didn't he?"

"Tou Hu and horseback archery are two completely different skills. I have never competed with my fourth brother in horseback archery, so how come I was defeated by him?"

"Who said that arrows are also needed for pitching pots? Third brother built a staircase for himself, but halfway through he found that he couldn't walk through it, so he turned around and pushed me off the staircase to use as a foothold."

Ying Shu hadn't seen Nanci so youthful for a long time. She smiled with narrowed eyes and helped him: "That's right, Third Prince is not kind. He picked the topic himself, and he showed his timidity while talking. He blushed and made irrelevant remarks. He is cunning."

With such a narrow-minded mind, it must not be big.

The Third Prince was furious. He couldn't even compete with Sikong Nanci in terms of words, and with the addition of the female minister's words, he was even more isolated and helpless. He had just got off the boat and hadn't returned to the country yet, and these two were going to join hands to bully him? !

The Lord of the Divine Origin Palace had only half a cup of tea left when the Third Prince, with a sullen face, forcibly filled her cup with one spoon. It was unclear whether the Third Prince was truly annoyed or pretending to be annoyed. Thinking about it, he should say a few words of comfort, and smiled gently: "It is not shameful for the Third Prince to lose to the Fourth Prince, especially in the arts of archery, horse riding, and the ability to plan and strategize, which depend on talent."

Third Prince:...

Nanji:……

Yingshu:......

The Lord of the Divine Yuan Palace didn't mean it, did he? He looked very sincere in comforting people.

In order to comfort the third prince, the prince gritted his teeth and took another big sip of tea.

The Third Prince finally felt comforted, and quickly filled the cup for the Lord. "This wild tea is too astringent, I am not used to it myself, but I didn't expect that the Lord is used to it. I didn't want to carry the remaining wild tea with me, but since the Lord is used to it, you should take it. We still have two days to reach the entrance of the Xie Valley, and we have to drink wild tea for at least two more nights."

Lord: ...

It is really hard to comfort people. Fortunately, not many people need her comfort. Never mind, it's just a bit bitter tea. Just drink it as medicine. The Third Prince is a good man. Getting along with the Third Prince is at least more pleasant than getting along with the Crown Prince. Not to mention that along the way, especially in the past ten days, the weather has been getting hotter and hotter. The two princes who have never suffered from the hardship of traveling never complained about the hardship. She and Yingshu can still ride in a carriage to avoid the sun, but the two princes have no carriages. At noon, they even dismounted and walked because they loved their mounts. They could obviously avoid the fatigue and the risk, all for the sake of protecting her safe return home.

The Lord of Shenyuan Palace felt that he should continue to comfort the Third Prince, and drank his tea without frowning.