sunset fever

After a night of strong winds, the eaves fall into the water, and some people will mistakenly think that it has rained in early spring.

But no, from a distance, the canopy of the flowering branches and trees is pure white, and there are no waiters in front of the Suihua Palace, it is empty, only the dark gray and bright stone road after the snow melts, Chen Bizhen came back in the middle of the night, and it was not over until the early morning After a long and slack discussion, the tea was placed on the low table, and the table stood on the couch. Chen Bizhen opened a gap in the window, and let the cool breeze blowing in make him more awake.

Small footsteps came from outside the hall, and Chen Bijie lazily called softly: "Zhu Yunian, look, someone is coming."

"Your Majesty, Lord Zhong is back." Zhu Younian was afraid of being disturbed, so he didn't open the door to come in, and he answered outside the door.

Chen Bizhen didn't ask any more questions, just nodded and closed his eyes, and let out a deep "hmm".

From the sound, one could tell that Zhong Qingming came in from the outside, went up the stairs, and walked outside for a while before reaching the door of the bedroom. His breathing was heavy and extremely unstable.

Chen Bizhen opened his eyes, and he couldn't guess what happened in the next moment. He saw Zhong Qingming kneeling with his knees not far away, his knees hitting the ground heavily, his hair was disheveled, his pale and bluish face, and his face. There was blood, all over his body, the lower skirt of the clothes hanging in front of him was dry crimson blood, the scabbard was blood, and the boots were also there.

Without saying anything, Zhong Qingming casually threw the sword in front of him, and then his back began to tremble.

"Where did you go last night?" Chen Bizhen asked.

"I met Sheng Qi's subordinates, who happened to be acquaintances, and didn't want to defect, so I fought with them," Zhong Qingming raised his face, his eyes were a layer of frightening blue, his voice was calm, and he spoke Squeezing it out from under his throat, he was a little dazed, and said, "Zhao Yu, deputy envoy of the Imperial Medical Office, blocked the knife for me and died in an ancient house in the square."

Chen Bizhen was surprised and asked, "Why did you block the knife for you?"

"not understand."

"Where did the body go?"

Chen Bizhen got down from the couch and ordered Zhong Qingming to flatten himself.

But Zhong Qingming was too tired and sad, so he couldn't stand up, he always knelt, his eyes fell on the ground not far away, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Take him back to Zhao's mansion, my lord and madam don't want me. life, I will come back."

Zhong Qingming is like a white crane, relying on his free and easy body, he always does things like traveling and getting drunk, but last night, after being frightened and touched, he temporarily became suspicious and sad. There was a moment's eye contact.

Chen Bizhen put his hands aside, thought carefully, and said: "If the current situation hadn't happened, he would have buried him personally, and his relatives would have been promoted to rank, but you know, Zhao Yu's second brother, Zhao Zin, had a good relationship with Zhang Ye. ..."

"No need, let me alone bear the fault of the minister alone, thank you Your Majesty."

Zhong Qingming's eyes were dull. In a despair he had never experienced, he kowtowed to Chen Bizhen with the blood of a person he didn't know very well. He stood up holding the sword, turned his head, and left.

The air was getting cold, a young man lost his life, it was really bad news, Chen Bizhen frowned, he wanted to explain to Zhu Younian, looking for someone to go to the funeral, but suddenly he heard a clear female voice coming from outside the hall , she didn't come close, and said loudly: "Let me meet the fourteenth brother, our lives are not worth our lives!"

Zhu Younian held his throat and said, "Your Majesty, Princess Xichun is here."

Not long after, a person walked in quickly, wearing an eggplant-colored fox fur jacket, a red brocade skirt with flowers underneath, pink pearls on the left and right ears, and a gold and white jade rabbit hanging from the hairpin. The sturdy and decent gift, looking up at a beautiful face, said: "Chen Yu sees Your Majesty."

Chen Bizhen sat upright on the couch, rubbed his hands on the two green beanbags on the table, and said bluntly: "The city is chaotic, the princess should stay in the palace, don't wander around, lest you be hurt by the wicked."

Chen Bizhen didn't respect her, just waited for the guards outside the palace gate to report, a little anxious; Chen Bizhen got up, she stood up dignifiedly, and said, "I'm in my fifties, and I haven't seen you in this deep palace." One time, someone knocked on the edge of the palace gate, and the emperor was still sitting peacefully."

"Of course, I'm a princess, so I shouldn't be involved in politics, but there are thousands of lives in the palace, and not everyone wants to be buried with His Majesty."

Her face was well-proportioned with makeup, her round lips were painted with spring, and her eyes were dark blue. She was a little angry, and held herself up again, looking into the depths of Chen Bizhen's eyes.

Chen Bizhen put the beads in his hands, the painted tabletop was too slippery, so they rolled mischievously to two places, Chen Bizhen stretched out his hand to stop them, but naturally they were all in vain.

When Yuzhu fell to the ground, the kitten jumped out from behind the bed curtain, and ran swiftly onto the couch. It rubbed its cheeks against Chen Butian's kneecaps, and crawled towards him again.

"The princess thinks, how should I save my life?"

"Zen position."

Yuzhu bounced lazily on the hard ground, and then slid and rolled to the edge of Chen Shu's shoes.

Chen Yu smiled, the red and rouge on her cheeks moved up, she was good-looking and shrewd, she repeated in a low voice: "Zen position——"

Before the princess finished her soft words, suddenly, there were more than a dozen people outside in a panic. Zhu Younian pushed the door in and said, "General Ran is here."

In an instant, Chen Bichen's face was tinged with panic, like an inconspicuous gray, he was still tall and unrestrained, got off the couch and walked outside, he ignored Chen Bi who was still standing there.

Hearing the wind fell from Chen Bizhen's shoulders, he hid on the ground again to play with the two dusty beads.

Outside, general Ran Zemi and his subordinates knelt on the ground. He was still wearing the battle armor, clasped his hands and bowed, and said: "King Beimei attacked Yande Gate, and the soldiers in front of the imperial court could not resist it. Now, the fighting is temporarily stopped. Wang Chen Taoshao, shouted under the tower that he wanted to meet His Majesty."

Chen Bizhen didn't even take his seat, he just stood at a side corner of the room, when Ran Zemi finished speaking, he closed his eyes and sighed, "Quickly talk to King Beiming, I will fight in person."

Chen Bizhen took a step forward, followed by Zhu Younian, and went out from among the people lying on the ground. There was no snow to fall outside, and all the snow that fell turned into water, smashed down along the eaves of the palace, and fell On the top of a person's head, on the toe of a shoe.

Chongcheng has high and wide gray walls with overhanging rooms with dark glazed roofs.

The gate of the city opened suddenly, and it was snowing, so there was no dust. Chen Bizhen was wearing armor, and he was riding on that nimble brown horse, accompanied by several generals riding behind him; there should have been a more messy and cruel battle, but he said that the gate of Germany was outside. At that moment, the snow water splashed under the horse's hooves, everything became lukewarm, and gradually died away.

After the summer solstice in Chongcheng, the safflower cages are reflected. When passing the promenade and arch bridge, you can see the faces of Su-style pavilions.

Chen Taoshao was not far away, his team lined up behind him, the horse's hooves moved, and later, he circled leisurely.

Chen Taoshao shouted: "Fourteenth brother, it is really unbearable to force the imperial city."

"If you have the assistance of King Beiming, everything will be fine. You used to be by my side, but now you are in the rebel camp, will you be excluded?" With a smile in his eyes, Chen Bizhen squinted at Chen Taoshao, his expression changed In order to be ruthless, he also stopped there on his horse.

A gust of wind rises, the clouds recede, and a swift snowstorm is as fragile and perishable as its snow.

Half of the sun came out from behind the clouds, and there was a pale yellow light under the cold wind.

The imperial sword was out of its sheath, and the horse galloped forward. In an instant, Chen Taoshao stepped forward to fight alone, and Chen Bizhen hid in the room, and then waited for an opportunity to attack. The two had considerable force, but Chen Bizhen had been meditating in the palace for a long time, so he was naturally more agile, so he did not fight. After a few rounds, Chen Taoshao flew off his horse.

The soft armor on his right arm was cut, leaving a light red scar.

"I still want to ask, why did you betray? Is it because of differences of opinion during the discussion that day?"

"There is no reason."

Before Chen Taoshao finished speaking, he saw the generals riding horses coming behind Chen Bizhen, and he loudly told: "The Chongzhang Gate is about to fall, do we still need to transfer troops?"

Chen Bizhen put the sword into its sheath, got off the horse, and said, "No need."

The wind was very high, pushing away the layered clouds all over the sky. This time, the snowy sky was like a short and traceless thunderstorm, which lasted less than one night.

Few people knew what Chen Bichen was going to do. He raised his hand, and behind him was a general carrying a bright yellow cloth bag.

Chen Bizhen looked at Chen Taoshao, and said, "Here is the seal, I leave it to you now, you can handle it yourself."

So on this day, Chen Taoshao led his army into the Dingzhen Hall of Chongcheng, took over the jade seal, and sat on the throne of God. Because the people believed it, and all the officials obeyed it, Chen Mizheng, Chen Bobo and other troops were all taken by Taoshao. The whole sequence is used to defend the city against the enemy.

The next day, it was announced that Changfeng would no longer be there, and the country would be extended, and the year would be prosperous.

Yan Xiu's injury was serious, but he was treated in time, so he didn't endanger his life. Rao Yanluo was always fidgeting, she pointed the servant girl to take care of Yan Xiu, and sometimes went by herself.

When Yan Xiu half-opened his eyes, he grabbed the servant's wrist and asked, "How is Chongcheng?"

"My lord, lie down." Two more servant girls came and tried to persuade him.

Rao Yanluo came in with a tired look on her face, she sent all the servants away, then sat down on the edge of the bed, and said in a low voice: "Young Master Yan, the sky has changed, I don't know what that kid thinks, he is actually in the Zen position gone."

"How about the others?"

"I don't know. I heard from the lord that he handed over the jade seal in front of the Yande Gate. King Bei Wei entered the Dingzhen Palace. No one knows where Bi Ying went." Rao Yanluo calmed down and went to pour some tea for Yan Xiu , said, "Don't worry, maybe he will come in a few days. It's still not stable outside, and I can't have much news."

Yan Xiu was tired, and closed his eyes again. He didn't say a few words, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Rao Yanluo wiped away his tears and advised him: "It will be fine, and no one will arrest him. Chen Taoshao will always take care of his old relationship. Don't worry, when he recovers from his injury, he will come back. You will live in this yard." Li is the place he loved to live in when he was a child, not being an emperor may not be a bad thing, being a young man in leisure, not worrying about food and clothing, I will help him again—in short, you can rest assured.”

Yan Xiu suspected something bad in his heart, but he didn't have the courage to ask. In his heart, such a major event as the change of the throne is always accompanied by some cruel and sinister situations. Therefore, there is no place for optimism. After Rao Yanluo finished speaking and left, Yan Xiu He wanted to get up, but with two efforts, his eyes were white.

Yan Xiu sank into the soft mattress.

He was anxious, opened his eyes, and rolled his sore eyeballs. The wound on his heart was like a special mark, dividing the hustle and bustle of the entire city before the change of ownership. When he woke up, it was another sunny day.

Someone opened the window and came in, bright yellow sunlight hung on his shoulders. He was wearing a blue-gray coarse cloth arrow sleeve and his hair was tied up high. He said, "It's hot outside, but after noon, it will get cold."

He approached, sat on the edge of the bed, lay down without thinking, and put his face on the place where Yan Xiu's chest was not injured. After a while, he buried his head and said in a dull voice: "I should stay with you for another night, I don't know what to do now how's it going."

Yan Xiu was so dazed, he touched Chen Bizhen's hair, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything, as if there was a stone in his throat, so he could only feel anxious and distressed.

I want to ask him if he is okay.

"I can't go to Fushan anymore..." Chen Bizhen grabbed Yan Xiu's hand, and smacked the tip of that finger.

Yan Xiu cried and laughed, and patted his head.

"But what if I miss you?" Chen Bizhen asked.

Yan Xiu answered him in his heart, if I can't find you, I will definitely leave here.

Chen Bizhen likes Yan Xiu, but it's a little different from Yan Xiu's liking. He is too sincere, and sometimes lives in his own happiness.

The man went to bed, was busy undressing, and got under the quilt again. Yan Xiu pushed him, because the wound on the left side was pressed, it may have hurt badly, and later, it hurt even more.

The pain was so painful that Yan Xiu lost this dream and woke up drenched in sweat.The sky was really fine, the yellow sun fell on the ground, and the windows were not open.

The bed was like a gorgeous hiding place, but Yan Xiu was the only one hiding there.

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