New·New Consort

In the imperial study room, the autumn wind was cool, the emperor was wearing a thin quilt, his head was nodding, as if he was drowsy.Manager Wang at the side was holding a memorial, and looked at the emperor again in disbelief.

The emperor said: "Just read it—read it again, so that I don't hear clearly because the people in the court are talking too much."

Manager Wang responded, opened the notebook and continued to read.

"...the prince went to the city and wept, saying: 'I am lonely and immature, but I am the crown prince. I am supposed to sit in the hall and enjoy the food of the people. Now that the country is in crisis, how can I be safe...Walking alone in the wild, but seeing the scorpion, the grain and the crops are ruined. People collected; I passed through my hometown alone, but when I heard the sound of mourning, ten rooms were empty. The strong and thieves are all over the place, how can I tolerate it? How can I tolerate it?' All the soldiers in the city are crying. Kill the enemy in one fell swoop, and the soldiers will be full of energy, wipe out the bandits, Huailai Xuan'an. Thousands of rogues flee everywhere, and the commander of the Huailai Weidu Commander Tong Zhi Han Yan led the troops to pursue them." Director Wang finished reading aloud, from his arms He took out his handkerchief and wiped away his tears: "Your Majesty, it's really dangerous."

The emperor slightly raised his eyelids: "What's the danger? When I was fighting, I have encountered more dangerous situations than this. I didn't have so many firearms to help me. Didn't I still win?"

Manager Wang smiled and said: "Yes, yes, the storms and waves your majesty has seen are more salty than your servants have eaten—isn't it true that the prince has never seen anything in the world since he was a child, and this servant is worried about him for the emperor."

The emperor glanced sideways at Manager Wang: "You old dog, when did you learn to speak for the prince?"

Manager Wang shyly said: "This old slave doesn't have much contact with the prince. The most important thing is to worry about Princess Tianxiang, and even feel sorry for the prince."

The emperor laughed out loud, "Come on, come on, go down, you've read your heart out of the book."

After the prince retreated, the emperor narrowed his eyes, picked up the book himself and read it, then put it down gently.The handwriting on the memorial book is strong and neat, and it is Zhang Shaomin's handwriting.He knew Zhang Shaomin's character very well, this young official who knew the way of governing at a young age would never talk too much.

The five points in the book should be nine points.But just this five-point pen and ink also attracted a lot of praise for the prince.Many old officials came up with congratulatory forms one after another, praising the prince for accepting orders in the face of danger and saving the country from danger, which is quite like a great ancestor.They all ignored the merits of the godfire flying crow, and attributed all the credit to the legal heir of the empire.

The emperor sighed, walked to the cabinet in the imperial study, and took out a clay figurine from inside.

The clay figurine was newly made, wearing a fine attire, with a childish and reserved expression on his face, holding a piece of wood in his arms.

The emperor took the piece of wood out of the clay figurine's arms and threw it on the ground casually: "They all know that you are my son and that I hate you, but few of them realize that you are also my oldest son." Enemy!" He stared at the face of the clay figurine, sighed, and finally put it back in the cabinet.

Manager Wang is someone who knows him well, so he knows how to deftly avoid his suspicions; Zhang Shaomin is a smart person, and he is also careful not to touch his negative scales.Except for the two of them, the old civil servants who have not known what father and son believed for a hundred years did not know his sacred heart at all.But the fact is before his eyes, the prince is no longer the dull wooden bird he was before, and at the same time, he has also taken a step closer to the dragon chair that belongs to him.

"The national teacher has arrived—"

There was a call from outside.

The emperor closed the cabinet, returned to his seat, and returned to his original dazed look.

By the way, there is also such a wolf who has only a half-knowledge of his own mind.

"Your Majesty, I calculated that something important will happen this year." Seeing the emperor swallowing the golden elixir with his own eyes, Yuxian then started the topic.

"Hmph, it's up to you to say, Chahar almost hit the capital, and even the dolls in Qiongzhou Prefecture know what's going on!" the emperor said in a muffled voice.

The national teacher shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, there is nothing to fear from the little ants in Chahar, it is just a part of this big event-Pindao deduced that this winter, there will be a big day!"

"Taibai Jingtian?!" The emperor was taken aback, "This statement is true."

Yuxian said firmly: "I don't want to tell lies, the celestial phenomena really show that in just four months, there will be a vision of Taibai Jingtian appearing!"

The emperor restrained his face and said solemnly: "What should I do?"

Taibaijingtian and Venus transiting the sun are never good things. Either the monarch is in trouble, or the army is in turmoil, or it is a year of serious illness, or it is a flood or drought. In short, it is a bad thing.

Yuxian said: "Since it is Taibai Jingtian, then only Xiao will invite Taibai Xingjun to come down to the mortal world, and invite him not to wander around."

"..."

The emperor paused for a while: "Do you really mean what the teacher said?"

Yuxian is full of confidence: "The poor Taoist has said it, and the poor Taoist will not lie. Your Majesty, the minister originally advised your majesty to build the Xiantai. In addition to asking the Taishang Laojun for the elixir for your majesty, it is also with this intention to eliminate it. It's a disaster that is too commonplace."

The emperor muttered: "Jiantai..." Originally, he devoted himself to building Jiexiantai, but then he had to stop it because of Chahar's call. Not quite right.

Yuxian said: "Yes, take over Xiantai. If Your Majesty accepts the minister's suggestion early and builds Jiexiantai earlier, it may be possible to avoid Chahar's sword disaster—"

"... Let me think about it." The emperor sighed helplessly.

Yuxian paused, and said: "Venus transiting the sun, Venus is the minister, Yangming is the king; Taibai Shaoyang, Yangming is the sun. Venus transiting the sun is to use the minister to violate the monarch, and to use the young to dominate the leader. Your Majesty, You have to pay attention." After saying that, he bowed and backed away.

The emperor stared straight at Yuxian's leaving back, and squeezed the dragon robe tightly with his right hand: "Okay, Zhen, I will think about it..."

On the school grounds of the Huailai Guard, there was a woman's earth-shattering cry for help.

"Oh, no!"

"It's useful, come and help!"

"Feng, I want, I'm going to fall!"

On the huge school grounds, panicked soldiers crowded into the corners, staring at a rampaging black horse in the field, and the young man in yellow who seemed to be knocked off at any moment while swaying from side to side.

The axes, axes, knives and forks displayed around the school grounds were all kicked and trampled by the horse, and the surroundings were in a mess. The haystacks were scattered all over the ground.

Feng Suzhen, who was still in the main hall of the guard to discuss the matter of changing the guard, ran out in a hurry, and all the staff members also ran out, all dumbfounded by the situation.Shan Shiwu was seriously injured, so he braced himself up and came to the guard to inspect the situation. After seeing the situation, his face became paler, and he immediately asked: "What's the matter, isn't this a fierce horse captured from the Tartars? Who? let it out?"

Someone next to him hurriedly responded: "This young master let it out by himself, saying that he wanted to try to train a horse! We stopped it, but we didn't stop it..."

Feng Suzhen sighed, and said: "There is a longbow, let me borrow the longbow."

Immediately, someone handed the longbow and feather arrows, Shan Shiwu said: "Be careful, son-in-law, I'm afraid you may accidentally injure the princess by shooting arrows now, I'll find some strong men to force the horse to stop and kill it."

"It's too late!" Feng Suzhen didn't catch the feather arrow, held the bow horizontally with her left hand, and plucked the string with her right hand, rushed into the arena, and plucked the empty string at the black horse——

The skill of Jiangmoqin was heard, and the horse immediately stopped running around anxiously, but started to walk in disorder, seeing that it was about to fall, Tianxiang on the horseback yelled "Ouch".Feng Suzhen swung her bow and took Tianxiang away from the horse's back. The two of them fell on the haystack near the school ground and rolled several times in the dirt to ease the momentum.

In just a split second, the horse neighed and collapsed to the ground.

Feng Suzhen got up from the ground in embarrassment, her white clothes were already stained with dust, and a few weeds were stuck in her bun. She thought she was raised in the house since she was a child, even when she was practicing martial arts, she wore flowers and brushed willows like a fairy. In such a mess.There was fire in her heart, but she couldn't get angry, so she could only coldly glance at the culprit behind her, and let out a heavy breath.

The culprit is not much better than myself, but she always wears gray and yellow, very resistant to dirt, but looks much neater than Feng Suzhen, but her small face is covered with dust, and there is no trace of guilt on that small face , was actually full of cheap smiles.After she pushed away the dust in front of her eyes and saw Feng Suzhen's tragic situation clearly, she got even worse, sitting on the dirt ground regardless of her image, pounding the ground and laughing loudly: "The one named Feng has a straw mark on his head, how much is it worth?"

Feng Suzhen suppressed the anger in her heart, and said to Shan Shiwu: "This horse just passed out. The horse is a good horse. When it wakes up, find a good student who is good at training horses. Chahar is just for the horse and the horse. We got into a quarrel, since we got a good horse, it’s not good to waste it.”

Shan Shiwu hurriedly replied yes, and ordered people to clean up the mess.

"Hey, train the horse, I want to see..." Tianxiang's voice sounded behind her, Feng Suzhen gritted her teeth and turned around, picked up the little culprit from the mud, carried it straight to the ear room next to the school yard, and picked it up from the teapot. I poured water into the bag and soaked the handkerchief and wiped her face: "Young Master Wen, is Lie Ma fun?"

When she fell just now, Tianxiang was protected by Feng Suzhen in her arms, and she was not seriously injured, but after falling, her side face was swollen, and when she was rubbed by the handkerchief, she immediately grinned in pain, and only smiled at Feng Suzhen: "I It’s because the horse looks good, and I want to take it out for a ride.”

"You usually ride a donkey, do you really think that riding a horse is as easy as riding a donkey?" Feng Suzhen scolded, "You were the one who dragged me to Wei and said that Brother Jian would be enlisted in the army, and you disappeared in a blink of an eye. It makes people fall on their backs, how come you look like a child."

Tianxiang drooped her head and did not speak, but she slandered in her heart: I rode a lot of horses in my previous life, how did I know that the fierce horse was so difficult to tame; also, you said that you would accompany me to enroll in the military, who knew that you would talk about political affairs while talking coming.

"It's lucky that I'm here today. If I wasn't here, who would have saved you?" Feng Suzhen continued to reprimand.

Tianxiang pouted, thinking in her heart: Aren't you here?Nagging, chattering more than me who lived 20 years longer.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Feng Suzhen snorted coldly, "Why, are you scolding me in your heart?"

Tianxiang looked up at her pitifully.

Feng Suzhen laughed dumbly: "Forget it, let's not talk about you. Let's go back to the military registration earlier. Your troubles will cause Huailaiwei a lot of trouble."

Shan Shiwu sent someone to deliver hot water and clean clothes, and the two of them cleaned up briefly before returning to the main hall.

"Military registration is good. I don't know who this knight is, and where he is from." Shan Shiwu said in the usual tone, as if nothing had happened just now.

Tian Xiang said: "His name is Yi Jian Piao Hong, I don't know where he is from, probably from the capital."

Shan Shiwu made a difficult question: "Here, is his surname Yi or Yijian?" Such a name, not to mention unique in the ranks, can be regarded as standing out from the crowd.

Tianxiang scratched her head: "That's his name." Back then when she took the imperial examination for him, she forced the clerk to admit that there was a surname like "Yijianpiao" among the hundred surnames. There is something wrong with this name.

Feng Suzhen said to Tianxiang: "Choose a name for him."

Tianxiang shook her head: "This name was given by my parents, how can I make the decision."

Feng Suzhen said: "Teacher and master of the king of heaven and earth, you are a princess and a king, so naturally you have the right to change his name."

Tianxiang giggled and said: "I have a little ink, so I can get a nickname. You are the number one scholar, so come and help him choose a nice name."

"This way..." Feng Suzhen thought about it seriously, pinching her chin with a thoughtful expression.

Tianxiang picked up the teacup, sipped it, and admired Feng Suzhen's profile.Her son-in-law looks really good-looking...

She recalled that when she fell off the horse just now, she was hugged tightly by Feng Suzhen, and if she was not careful, she felt a little hot on her face.

"Blushing?" Someone suddenly asked from the side.

"Cough cough cough, who, who is blushing?" Tian Xiang choked, and hurriedly put down the teacup.

Feng Suzhen was puzzled: "I mean, Yan Linhong, what about the name? Yan is the sound of a sword cut backwards, and Linhong is extremely cold, deep, and far away water. I think it suits his nature."

It was only then that Tianxiang realized that Feng Suzhen was taking the name seriously, and hurriedly responded: "Okay, okay, that's the name—then Dudu, I'm sorry."

Shan Shiwu agreed with a smile.

In Yuxian Palace, Concubine Ju was pacing back and forth anxiously, seeing Yuxian coming back, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "How is it?"

Yuxian smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, since the old Taoist has boasted about Haikou, he will definitely not disappoint your Majesty."

Concubine Ju was still worried: "That stupid wooden bird, I thought that driving him out of the palace would make him unable to turn over, but who would have thought that if he didn't pay attention, he would make a big name for himself!"

Yuxian smiled and said: "Mother, this may not be a bad thing. A grown-up prince is tossing about outside, and there is a well-behaved little son doing his filial piety by his side. This can be seen at a glance. But our strategy can You have to adjust, since he can toss, let him toss outside."

Concubine Ju thought for a while, now that no one around her gave any advice, she suddenly felt that what the national teacher said made some sense, so she had to listen, and planned to go back and take the little prince to the emperor's side to study for a few days.

Coming out of Huailaiwei, the two of Tianxiang walked all the way towards the small courtyard, only to realize that they had unknowingly delayed the whole afternoon in Huailaiwei.

Pushing open the door, Yijian Piaohong in a blue dress was waiting in the yard.

He didn't know why Tianxiang called him here, but when she called him, he waited in the yard without moving all afternoon.The autumn wind was already cool, and the fallen leaves were fluttering, which just set off his chill and desolation.

Tian Xiang didn't know what the final outcome of the previous life's sword fluttering red was.She only knew that in her previous life, when she needed his help the most, when she needed his help to save "that woman" she loved, he disappeared.

After that, in the 20 years of the previous life, there was only Zhang Ge who was famous in the world, but he never heard the name of the killer Yijian.

This valiant man who once played a lot in her life spent his whole life in the shadow of swords and blood. In the end, he didn't find a suitable stage and destination for him. In the end, like any mortal, he would live, grow old, get sick and die, and be lost in the world. in the dust of history.

"Smell, you asked me to come, what's the matter?" He asked straight to the point.

Feng Suzhen whispered to Tianxiang: "I'll go see the crown prince and Mr. Song." After finishing speaking, she walked briskly into the room and left the small courtyard to these two people.

Tian Xiang approached Yi Jian Piao Hong, looked up at his cold and angular face, and smiled calmly: "Brother Jian, I have something for you." She took out a small notebook from her bosom, together with the new The completed Luyin was handed over to Yijian Piaohong.

Yijian Piaohong frowned: "What is this?"

"Your household registration."

Yijian Piaohong flipped through it: "Yan Linhong? A military household?"

Tianxiang nodded: "If you lose Hetao, the country will be in danger, if you lose Youyun, the world will be defeated, Liaodong will be unstable, and the Central Plains will not be safe. Brother Jian, you like to kill people, why not go to Liaodong, where your murderous spirit is most needed. Baojia Weiguo, playing swords and singing songs, Fang is the true nature of a man. Gu Chengen is currently killing the enemy in Chahar, but in a few years, he is bound to move to Liaodong. I put you in his army now, indirectly for you You can go there if you want, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to. I won’t talk about making meritorious deeds. At least, in this life, don’t waste it. Your martial arts should not be wasted in conspiracy and assassination. "

Yijian Piaohong was silent for a long time, and put those things into his arms: "Okay, since this is what you want, then I will go to Xuanhua and join the army to kill the enemy."

Tianxiang smiled: "In that case, let me comb your hair before you leave. Otherwise, you don't look like you joined the army, but rather looking for revenge."

Yi Jian fluttered red for a moment, a little at a loss.

Tianxiang smiled and pushed him to sit down on the steps, and helped him tidy up his messy hair.

The chivalrous man's hair was thick and messy, and Tian Xiang summoned up the 12 energy of combing the emperor's nephew's hair in his previous life, and carefully combed Yi Jian's fluttering red hair strands into a generous and simple man's bun.She helped Yijian Piaohong untie his cloak, let him stand up, and walked around the yard.

Tianxiang smiled and said: "This way, you will lose a bit of quack spirit and become much more heroic."

Yijian Piaohong looked down at her, silent.

Tianxiang said: "The army is not like the rivers and lakes. It is not a place for one person to be a hero. Brother Jian, you have always been a loner. I hope that after you join the army, you will be considerate of others and obey military orders."

Tianxiang instructed each sentence, and Yijian Piaohong nodded frequently following her instructions.

Before I knew it, the sun was setting.

Yijian Piaohong untied the sword on his body: "I want to rush out of the city before the city gate is locked. My sword is for killing people, not for killing enemies. This sword is for you to use for self-defense."

Tianxiang took the sword calmly: "Okay, I'll take it, it's also a thought left to me by my elder brother."

Yijian Piaohong took a deep look at Tianxiang, then turned and left.

Tianxiang stared at his back for a while, and heard a familiar voice behind him: "Princess, he still has feelings for you."

Tianxiang turned around and saw Feng Suzhen standing in the porch with her hands in her hands in an old-fashioned way, the glowing red sunset shone on her face, reflecting her half-smile expression.

Tianxiang chuckled: "Of course, he is my righteous brother."

Feng Suzhen walked towards her with her hands behind her back, and asked solemnly: "Speaking of brother-in-law, another brother-in-law of the princess—Brother Zhang's playbook has been sent out for ten days, right?"

In ten days, the short distance between Huailai and the capital is enough for the fastest horse to run a dozen round trips.However, when the memorial was sent out, there was no response from the emperor.

Tianxiang said calmly: "Actually, in my heart, I also had some expectations for this situation."

She looked at the sun that was gradually losing its light as it sank in the west, and sighed softly: "If every pair of emperors and sons in the past dynasties loved each other and didn't suspect each other, there wouldn't be so many princes who failed to get married smoothly. Get on the dragon chair."

If you are stupid or stupid, you think he is not up to date, but if you are smart, you have to avoid taboos. This prince is really hard to be.

Feng Suzhen patted Tianxiang's shoulder lightly: "It will be all right, as long as the prince is determined and strong, there is nothing in this world that can hinder him."

Tianxiang raised a bright smile: "It depends on you and Zhang Shaomin helping him together."

Feng Suzhen said earnestly: "If the princess does not give up, Shaomin will definitely be exhausted and dull."

Tianxiang smiled "puchi" and said, "If the son-in-law does not give up, naturally my princess has nothing to give up." Her eyes wandered, and suddenly she saw a star in the western sky, and immediately exclaimed: "My son-in-law, look, that Is it the morning star?"

Feng Suzhen looked at her fingers, and said with a light smile, "Princess, when this one was in the east, it was called Venus at dawn; now it's in the west, and it's dusk, so it can't be called Venus."

Tianxiang asked curiously, "What should it be called?"

Feng Suzhen avoided answering, but asked with a smile, "What's Mr. Song's name?"

Tianxiang didn't know the way, so he went in: "Isn't Mr. Song's name Song Yingxing?"

Feng Suzhen nodded: "Mr. Song's name is Yingxing, and his name is Changgeng." She held Tianxiang's wrist very naturally, and pointed to the star in the western sky. A star is also a Taibaijin star."