My old Gong is a fine score [Transmigration Book]

"sister!!!"

With heart-piercing cries, Cangnan Valley was engulfed by a raging fire. Zhao Tuo tightly grabbed Meng Xuan who was about to rush in. Meng Xuan knew martial arts and directly fought with Zhao Tuo. The moves firmly prevented her from rushing into the sea of ​​flames.

It's too late.

Not long after they left the valley, they heard the roaring sound of explosions behind them. Meng Xuan buried the explosives in advance and razed the Cangnan Valley to the ground as soon as they left Cangnan Valley. All that was left was the raging fire, and all the bamboo huts in the acacia and bamboo groves were burned to the ground. The heat wave hit us, and there was only despair left.

"sister!!"

Meng Yu had already burst into tears. She couldn't beat Zhao Tuo, couldn't rush into the sea of ​​fire, and couldn't save her sister. She collapsed on the ground with only one hoarse roar, as if she couldn't do anything except for that one word. Will not say anything else.

No one can replace her in the pain of losing a loved one, Qin Yuanxi and his party can only accompany her, wait until she vents her emotions, wait until she can't cry anymore, wait until the dusk falls, the moon rises, and dawn, Meng Yu kept crying, crying until the end, he had no strength at all, and couldn't even shed tears.

"Drink some water, okay?" Qin Yuanxi wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

He had already ordered to set up camp at the same spot, so he planned to stay here with the little girl and wait for her to calm down before slowly persuading her.

But Meng Yu was much stronger than he thought. After crying, Meng Yu seemed to have grown up overnight. Looking at the ruins of Cangnan Valley, he drank the water Qin Yuanxi handed him.

Meng Yu looked at Qin Yuanxi: "Did my sister ask you to take care of me? I won't cause you any trouble, let's go, don't delay your schedule."

The little girl's voice was already hoarse, she spoke strong and sensible words, and there was a hint of helplessness hidden in her stubborn eyes.

Qin Yuanxi went over and hugged her: "Yes, you will be my sister from now on, the princess of our Daqin, don't cry, okay? Your sister will be sad when she sees it."

"I, I won't make my sister sad, I won't cry."

After saying that he would stop crying, Qin Yuanxi's shoulders were filled with warmth, and he sighed in his heart.

Meng Yu said that he could set off on his way, but Qin Yuanxi didn't want her to stay here sadly for a long time, so he packed up and planned to set off. The carriage was just ready when an unexpected visitor came outside Cangnan Valley.

"What happened? Why,"

Qin Yuanxi didn't notice for a while, but Meng Yu had already stabbed at him with his sword. The visitor was skilled enough to catch Meng Yu's sword.

"A Tuo, go quickly, don't let that girl suffer."

"She doesn't need me yet, don't worry." Two-on-one is not an honorable act, especially when the opponent is obviously weaker. He was defeated by Meng Yu's sword.

"Ayu, calm down, don't fight, what happened, what happened? Where's your sister? Where's Ah Xuan?"

"My sister, hum, you don't deserve to mention my sister!"

Meng Yu's sword was about to pierce the man's throat, but at the last moment it missed by an inch, leaving only a bloodstain on the man's throat. Meng Yu's voice was full of hatred: "My sister is dead, What, do you want to come to offer condolences? I'm sorry, Cangnan Valley, people with the surname Ye are not welcome, get out!"

"what?"

Ye's face turned pale, and he took two steps back: "How is it possible? How could it be? How could she? She was fine when I left? How is it possible?"

"How is it possible?" Meng Yu took a sword flower, put the sword in his hand, approached the person surnamed Ye, and said in a cold voice: "You mean that she ruined her throat to detoxify you? Or do you mean her?" In order to break through the fourth layer of Tianxin Dafa for you and ruin your martial arts, or does it mean that she was exhausted after seeing you and turning her hair gray?"

"Ye, you are sorry for my sister, you were just playing around, but you coaxed her to be sincere, heh, the last thing we witches can't move is sincerity, now you have killed her, how about it? Are you satisfied?"

"Do you know? At that moment just now, I wanted to kill you, cut you into eighteen pieces, and chopped into a meat paste. Do you know why I didn't do that?" Meng Yu's sword pressed against the man's cheek and drew a slash. Scars, blood running down the man's face.

"Because, you can't die, you have to live well, live a long life, I want you to live forever, live in pain forever, you are not qualified to see my sister!"

Meng Yu turned around, Qin Yuanxi looked into her red eyes, and whispered something to Zhao Tuo, Zhao Tuo stepped forward and took away the sword from Meng Yu's hand, Qin Yuanxi covered Meng Yu's eyes in an emergency, with When she got into the carriage, she heard a shrill scream from outside. When Zhao Tuo came back, he didn't have a sword in his hand.

"Did you kill him?" Meng Yu was eager to look out: "You can't let him die so happily, and you can't take advantage of him!"

"No, no." Qin Yuanxi hurriedly pulled her back: "Don't look at your little girl, you didn't kill him, give him a little bit of sweetness, and besides, that's what I promised your sister, and now he just delivered it to your door, don't worry, He won't die."

Meng Yu didn't believe it, so he opened the curtain and looked out. The man surnamed Ye was rolling on the ground in pain, holding his crotch. Beside him was a pool of blood. Before he could look carefully, he was dragged back by Qin Yuanxi.

"Don't look, he will spend the rest of his life in pain."

On the way back to Beijing, the atmosphere became much duller. Meng Yu talked less, and Qin Yuanxi always tried to talk to her to ease her emotions, but the effect was not great. After walking for a few days, the little girl offered to express that she could not use the carriage. They are in a hurry, riding a horse is enough, and she is still good at equestrian skills.

No matter how Qin Yuanxi tried to persuade them, it didn't work. He was afraid of causing trouble to them. He was so sensible that it made people feel distressed.

In the end, it was Zhao Tuo who got it right.

"No, he has a leg injury and can't ride a horse. The carriage will not waste time."

The injury on the leg has healed long ago, but Qin Yuanxi didn't care too much at the moment, so he followed Zhao Tuo's words and coaxed the little girl to go back in the carriage with peace of mind.

Carriage is indeed much slower than horseback riding. Qin Yuanxi is sometimes in a hurry. When Zhao Tuo is driving, he sits beside him and chatters with Zhao Tuo about Xiaobao. Zhao Tuo has recovered to the time when he was a general. Many but very loyal, Qin Yuanxi said what he said, and when he mentioned Xiaobao, his expression was obviously much gentler.

Qin Yuanxi doesn't know what the future will look like, but he is already very satisfied at this point.

The days of the return journey passed quickly, Qin Yuanxi had just returned to the palace on the front foot, and Prime Minister Wang came over on the back foot to express that he wanted to meet the saint.

He hadn't breathed evenly here, and Xiaobao had just glanced at it, so he had to go to the imperial study to meet the old prime minister.

"These days when I'm not here, if you have anything to do, let's talk about the most important ones first."

Prime Minister Wang had a look of embarrassment, and besides embarrassment, there was also joy: "Political affairs in the DPRK and China are going smoothly, and urgent documents in the local area are temporarily dealt with. There is only one thing. The old minister has made some small moves these days when His Majesty left the palace. Now that His Majesty is returning to the palace, the old minister hastened to report first."

"whats the matter?"

"The matter of the draft." The old prime minister kindly reminded: "Did your Majesty forget?"

"I really forgot." Qin Yuanxi patted his forehead: "Why, do people still want to send their daughters into the palace these days when I'm not here?"

Qin Yuanxi frowned, obviously a little displeased: "Why did you forget about this?"

"No, no." Prime Minister Wang said cheerfully, "Before your majesty left, some maids disappeared in the palace for no reason, and there were already rumors and panic outside. Rumors spread, they don't have any ideas in their hearts at the moment, a few of them secretly contacted the artist and planned to remove the portrait."

"Good thing, the prime minister has worked hard."

When Qin Yuanxi heard this, he became happy again. He only thought about Zhao Tuo's illness before he left the house, and he didn't think about it that much at all. Only now did he realize that he still has a big wedding to do here, so he has to hurry up and arrange it. The prime minister was quite far-sighted. Not only did he go out and run around to get down to business, but he managed it very well. Qin Yuanxi felt that he could give him a salary increase.

"Tomorrow morning, the court will act according to the plan. I will issue an order to cut off the connection between the harem and the former court, and at the same time urge these people to send people into the palace as soon as possible." Qin Yuanxi also emphasized the praise of Prime Minister Wang: "These days when I am not here, the prime minister has really worked hard. Now, when this matter is done, you must invite the prime minister to drink a cup of matchmaker wine."

Prime Minister Wang wiped away the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and said, "Don't dare, it's my duty to share your majesty's worries."

Qin Yuanxi gave a few words of encouragement symbolically, praised the prime minister for being very capable, and then patted his ass and hurried back to the harem.

After leaving the palace for so long, Little Treasure could already stand up. The little guy grew up very fast, completely different from before leaving the palace. Qin Yuanxi almost burst into tears while holding the child.

Probably because he has been out of the palace for too long, Xiaobao has already felt strange to him, and he is not very willing to be hugged by Qin Yuanxi, and will cry if he hugs him for a while, so Qin Yuanxi can only coax him quickly, and wanted to hug him to the nanny After coaxing, the little guy turned his face and threw himself into Zhao Tuo's arms.

Seeing his son throwing himself into Zhao Tuo's arms, Qin Yuanxi stopped crying immediately, and the expression on his face was wonderful.

Say jealous?A little.Say lemon?There are a lot of points, but no amount of emotion can be in front of his son, so Zhao Tuo can only hold him, and he plays with the child next to him, and has been making trouble all day long. The child fell asleep after dinner at night. Qin Yuanxi sighed in disappointment, leaned on Zhao Tuo's shoulder, and patted him lightly.

"Why is the child I gave birth to so close to you? When you were outside the palace, you don't remember him? And that little toy, I bought it. How did he know to play with you? Little bastard thing!"

The tone was really sour, breaking the sourness of the vinegar jar, so sour that people's teeth fell down.

The same is going out for so many days, how can the treatment be so different?

Zhao Tuo: "Is there any urgent matter for Prime Minister Wang to enter the palace?"

Zhao Tuo wanted to change the subject, and the method of changing the subject was quite straightforward, if he didn’t know how to change the subject, he would force it, because he didn’t understand why Xiaobao would be more intimate with him, this kind of metaphysical problem couldn’t be solved, You can only hide.

"Prime Minister Wang." Qin Yuanxi narrowed his eyes and hid a smirk: "What else can it be, just the selection of concubines that I mentioned earlier."

"What concubine?"

Looking at Zhao Tuo's awkward expression in such a large hall, Qin Yuanxi felt that he had won the round.

Cool!