Femme Beauty

Another year of winter followed one after another, and the capital was very bleak.Shops are closed and pedestrians are in a hurry.Even if there is heavy snow in the sky, it still can't stop people's determination to go to the pier.The emperor has made a decree, if you don't want to stick to it, you can leave and go to Jiangnan.The ministers of the DPRK and China also sent their wives and children away early, and the position of the front line has been retreated to a position less than five hundred miles away from the capital.In fact, where the Xixia army stood still, it was largely not because of strong resistance, but because they were waiting for the golden soldiers who broke through the Beiya pass.

At this time, Jia Lian was sitting in the camp in Gyeonggi, surrounded by old veterans.For large-scale relocation and retreat, some veterans are unwilling.The younger ones feel that it is a pity to give up like this.But they also know that since the drought six years ago, the diversion of the Yellow River has changed the landscape of water and grass in the area on the backside, while the area on this side has gradually become barren and difficult to cultivate.Farming for people's livelihood, what you get is what you get from heaven and earth.Without good weather, farmers can't plant land and have no harvest.Over time, public grievances will inevitably arise.

The reason why the emperor moved the population to the south to farm was also because there were many plagues in the south during the reign of the emperor.Not to mention the decrease in population, the result of insufficient labor is the barrenness of land.The population was good in the past, but how many generals like them are not happy to give up a large amount of land in the north.

The atmosphere in the tent was full of gloom, Jia Lian looked down at his fingers and wondered what he was thinking.Several veterans took off their armor, and the people below put on ginger soup and warmed their hands one by one.But at this time, most of the people are chilled, and many are not warm.

"The emperor's decision this time has chilled the hearts of many people!" A middle-aged general in the grade said with a sigh.Jia Lian raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but said nothing.I just heard the young man on the side say: "It's not that I don't have the strength to fight, but it has been defeated. How will we face future generations in the future?"

His tone was not very good, Jia Lian still did not say a word.In fact, in this matter, he would rather be a subjugated courtier than ruin the accumulation of more than 500 years for his own sake.

The situation in the three states on the Jiangbei side is basically good. If the war continues, the people will suffer.The rich keep the beam, and if he can do it once, it doesn't mean he can do it the second time or the third time.After that, the situation in various places was different, and when the emperor was in power, the government was barren and there were many complaints.Many famous people have left the dynasty and scattered among the residents.

The emperor escaped from Jinling because of the Beiya pass, and passed the throne to the fifth prince who had never been favored.That is the current emperor.But what did the emperor face when he ascended the throne?

The relatives of the Zhen family almost became the local emperors in the Jiangnan area.Looking at you as an emperor on the bright side, in fact, many people in Jinling only know about Jinling Zhen and don't know the wood on the seat.

Eliminating the Zhen family itself would have wasted a long time of effort, Dayong has been lingering for more than 500 years, and the family of meritorious service is intertwined.There are many things that provoke the whole body with a single movement.In addition, Wu Xun's family is still relying on the war, even if they know that if they keep it, it will become a huge cancer, they can only keep it.After finally surviving the death of the emperor, but when he learned that the king of Xixia was actually the former king of Guojun, the rebellion in Pingan Prefecture had become a fact that was about to begin.

It's difficult for the emperor, and the officials are not for future generations to remember.It is almost too few to understand that the current chaos between the DPRK and China and the national security and people's livelihood.Just like the generals sitting now, most of them still have the idea of ​​wanting to be ranked even if they die in battle.

Fame and fame, you have achieved fame, but what will happen to your son?What will happen to the grandson?What will happen to future generations?

Jia Lian sneered at the people in front of him in his heart, he lowered his head and played with his fingers.It's true that he just became a father, but he has traveled a longer life than these people.He didn't want to, in the future, his son would be asked by his descendants, why didn't he escape to the south of the Yangtze River?Why are we made prisoners of the Jinren?Why is it possible to go back and start over with self-cultivation?Since the army started from Jinling and marched northward, why can't it be done again after the establishment of Dayong?Why do you have to use all your strength on the already worthless land?So what if you get it?No one will cultivate land that does not rain all year round, and no one will manage a decaying city.

He waited for those people to finish talking, then pulled out a volume of imperial edict from his sleeve and stood up.The people who were happily expressing their depression looked at Jia Lian who pulled away the imperial decree, and suddenly became quiet and hurriedly knelt down.

"By kind decree, except for the two old generals Xu Kui and An Lin, the rest of the generals will wait to sort out the military planes, wait for the elite soldiers to start packing up the ordnance and supplies tonight, and board the ship three days later. Only 500 people will be left in the capital camp. Qin immediately. Here!" Jia Lian put away the decree, put it aside where the battalion flag was enshrined, and looked at the two old generals: "Second elders, the emperor has a decree to enter the palace in the afternoon to face the saint."

Jia Lian didn't stop, but shook his robe and left.Jia Amnesty was arranged to go to Jinling early on, and he also knew that Jia Lian insisted that he leave largely because of the youngest son in the family.The inheritance of Lin Jiawang's three families all rested on him alone.He didn't reprimand his son for being unfilial, he knew that if he could be such a man, his life would not be in vain.Just thinking about it, this boy, young man who is not very close to him... a man, but he is full of emotions.

Back home, Wang Xifeng was arranging her daily clothes.Even found out the wedding dress from the early years.Jia Lian looked at her, took her hand and quickly told her to stop.Holding her arms in her arms: "Are you really here to accompany me? There is still time to go now, and it will take five to ten days for the Jin soldiers to break through the Beiya Pass."

Wang Xifeng smiled tenderly, and took his hand: "Do you and I still care about that? It's not the first time he died."

"Hahaha..." Jia Lian laughed heartily after hearing this, and he hugged Wang Xifeng tightly: "I watched you take out your wedding dress!"

"I want to get it done again, and I'll give you a ride if I put it on. Can you wear the cabinet's Dahongpao?"

"I'll think of a way!" Jia Lian hugged her tightly twice, pinching his wife's tender face: "I'm hungry, your man, what can I eat today?"

"There is newly delivered mutton, and venison was rewarded in the palace. I thought that everything would be wasted, and it would be better to eat the pot. The sweet wine brewed at the beginning of the year can still produce its charm now." Wang Xifeng smiled and said from He got down on his lap, got up and ordered lunch to be prepared.Jia Lian didn't mention this again, just watched his wife busy, and he thought it would be nice if this kind of life lasted for a long time.But he chose a path of no return...

Three days later, apart from Jia Lian's family, there were only a few veterans left in the capital.They all stayed here voluntarily. The Red Snake Guard left the capital for Jinling a month ago.In the palace, what is left now is Qiao An and a few inner government orders, and of course the harem.Most of the maids and eunuchs stayed behind, and there was no laughter in the palace.Many concubines knew that those who waited for them were either sent away or died with them.In the face of death, they lost their former glory and beauty, and all withered in their own palaces.

Mu Chengze has arrangements for the concubines in the harem, he doesn't want so many women to be involved in the grand ceremony between him and the queen.Just let them scare them!In another day, the imperial decree will go down. Joan and the others will send people to send these women to Jinling.After that, whether to change his name, change his surname, re-elect a husband-in-law or enter a temple to practice cultivation is beyond his consideration.

"Zitong!" Looking at the graceful figure standing on the steps to greet him.He pursed his lips and walked up quickly with a smile, holding the queen's hand: "How long have you been waiting? It's cold, how can I make it?"

"Why not?" The queen smiled and let him take her hand into the palace.

Three days later, Qiao An sent those concubines away, and the battle situation in the distance was confirmed.The two Xu An successfully held back the Jin soldiers, dispersed the army in a defeated posture and returned to the capital overnight.The lights on the pier are bright, and the boatmen are waiting for the last soldier to pass them back to their relatives.

Qiao An followed Jia Lian and watched the last soldier board the boat: "My lord Jia, this is the last boat. Wait until the pier is tidied up, and all the boats will be burned." He reminded Jia Lian that it was too late to regret it.

Jia Lian waved his hand: "Grandpa Qiao, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave."

"Our family is with the emperor. Without the emperor, our family will be gone." Qiao An raised her chin and pursed her lips with a smile: "The red robe that Mrs. Xiao Jia asked for earlier, the small ones are ready. All that is left Inlaid patch, the emperor said that Mr. Jia will give whatever patch he wants."

"Well..." Jia Lian murmured... "Give me whatever my master uses! Anyway, it's the last one that makes me happy. I'm just following my wife's preferences."

"Your lady hasn't left yet?" Qiao An knew that Jia Lian brought his wife, but he hadn't had much contact with her.The people of the inner government order have all been taken away, and there is nothing to monitor.He originally thought that Jia Lian arranged for his wife to leave early.

"She said. She wants to take me home." Jia Lian looked down, smiled happily and turned to leave.Hearing this, Joan immediately felt admiration.This young couple has the same deep feelings and minds as the emperor and queen.If you stay in the future, I am afraid that you will be a top minister.Pity……

Jin soldiers besieged the city, Wanyan Aguda rode a horse and looked at the city wall twenty miles away, the majestic and thick city wall was very conspicuous in the white wilderness.There was not much resistance along the way, and it seemed that they were all prepared to procrastinate.He watched coldly, and followed the Xixia soldiers to see if he could finally enter the city.

When he was young, he had accompanied the mission to enter.The Han officials who followed said that its prosperity was not inferior to that of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.What kind of prosperity is that?His heart was very excited, and he even couldn't wait to enter this city and become its ruler.

He set up camp less than ten miles away from the city wall, and sent spies to search for it.The gates of the city were closed tightly, and only a few soldiers were patrolling the walls.It seems that the city has fallen into a deep sleep, like an old man who is about to die.

Jia Lian changed into the robes of the first and assistant ministers of the cabinet that the inner government order made with the maids of the harem, and walked out of Rongguo Mansion with the crown on.It was still Xingwang and Xingwang who were driving the car. They had already put on filial piety clothes under their clothes, and they were just waiting for the moment when the city gate was broken to send their second master home.

Mu Chengze was wearing his emperor's uniform, and had someone place the queen's phoenix seat next to the throne.The queen was dressed in a big dress, and she looked at her husband affectionately.At this time, the inner government order has already prepared the coffin, no matter whether the other party whips the corpse or what, she is not afraid.Because, she will walk that road with her lover.

"Are you afraid?" Mu Chengze took the queen's hand and sat down, while Qiao An prepared two glasses of poisoned wine and put them in the Moyu cup.The queen shook her head: "I just feel that Concubine Jia is lying on the other side of you, and I feel a shock."

"No, unless Wanyan Aguda wants to bury us properly." Mu Chengze smiled softly and frowned for the queen.Qiao An smiled and said: "Concubine Jia's coffin was buried in another place early, and I hope the emperor will forgive me for what I did in private."

"What you did is a good thing, why should I blame you?" Mu Chengze waved his hands and smiled: "Is Jia Lian here?"

"Waiting outside!"

"Let him in! It's snowing, it's so cold." The queen felt good about this courtier who dared to accompany him even at this time.They are all on the last journey, maybe they can be the same boat on the Wangchuan River!

Jia Lian walked into the main hall, looked at the two sitting above and saluted respectfully.Mu Chengze looked at Jia Lian, and motioned to Qiao An to pass the prepared letter of defeat and the imperial seal to Jia Lian on a tray: "Take it away! I want to stay with Zitong for a while longer."

Jia Lian looked at the two people who were like ordinary couples, and nodded affectionately: "The son of the king of Guojun, Baoyu is still guarding the Grand View Garden at this time. I think, just let him go out."

"You can arrange this matter." Mu Chengze nodded: "Qiaoer, send my chief assistant a ride."

Qiao An took the order, and stretched out his hand to signal Jia Lian to leave with him.The rest of the servants closed the palace door tightly, Mu Chengze picked up a glass of wine and put it in the queen's hand, and picked up another glass himself: "Zitong, would you like to drink with me?"

"Okay!" The queen greeted her with a smile.Wine is good wine, poison is poison.There is no pain, the two embrace each other and rely on each other.Time seemed to stand still at this moment.The morning sun shines across the square and shines into the hall.Like the afterglow of time, what sweeps across is the setting sun after the golden yellow.

Jia Lian walked out of the palace step by step with the tray in his hand, and there were some people around who stayed behind, and they all watched the senior official in red robe walk towards the city gate.Guarding the city gates were veterans who voluntarily stayed behind. They were either physically handicapped or dying.

"Master Jia... I'll wait... I'll give you a ride!" They all knew that Jia Lian would never come back after leaving this time.Although this young man used the humiliating policy of defeating the country, only veterans like them understand what it means to plan for a rainy day and what it means to lean on a green hill.

Wanyan Aguda rode his horse and stayed in front of the city gate for a long time, thinking about how to attack the city.But to his surprise, the city gate suddenly opened.The people around him drew out their knives and prepared for the sudden attack. After all, the resistance they encountered along the way was very inconsistent with the information they had received before.

In the meantime, in front of the snow-covered city gate, a vermilion figure slowly approached step by step.

The person who came was a young official, but it was not difficult to see his identity from the vermilion robe.A high-ranking official...Wanyan Aguda looked at the plate he was holding, and raised his chin!

Jia Lian looked at the man among the group of cavalry, and smiled slightly: "The man here is the emperor of Jin, Wanyan Aguda!"

"It's the emperor of our country, how can you be so rude, a Han official." Before Wanyan Aguda could speak, a guard beside him said angrily.

Jia Lian didn't care about that, but mellowed himself: "The chief minister of the cabinet, Jia Lian. Specially following the order of Emperor Dayong, I sent the letter of defeat and the seal of the emperor's jade seal. I only hope that the emperor of your country will regard this capital as Dayong. The foundation has been established for 500 years, and it must not be damaged or abandoned.”

Wanyan Aguda looked at the young man standing upright like a jade, and he immediately felt good.He has always been a person who loves talents, but he just heard that the courtiers in this country are greedy, and the emperor is fatuous, so it means that it is difficult to get in.But seeing you today, when these soldiers are approaching the city, there are people with such a character, it must be different from those rumors.After looking at Jia Lian, he said, "Where's the emperor of your country?"

"The Holy Majesty and the Empress have died together."

Hearing this, the surrounding Jin soldiers who could understand Chinese all drew their sabers.They respected those who died in battle and those who refused to submit and committed suicide.That is a festival.Wanyan Agu gave the attendant a look, and the attendant dismounted and walked to Jia Lian, taking the tray from his hand.Jia Lian watched him walk back among the golden soldiers, turned his head to look at the veterans inside the city gate, and nodded.Pulled out a slightly longer dagger from the long sleeve, before Wanyan Aguda could stop it, it stabbed at the chest.

Watching the man kneeling facing the city gate, the bright red blood dripped down and stained the ground red.The veterans inside wanted to go out, but someone in Jin Bing picked up the bow and arrow early.After the veterans did not dare to move and retreated, Wanyan Aguda waved his hand to let the archer put down his bow and arrow, and called the people around him: "Command down, set up camp."

"Aren't you going in?" Hearing his order, the king of Xixia frowned at the king of Jin.

Wanyan Aguda glanced at him, turned his head and left.The guard who followed him taunted: "The Khitan warrior of our Kingdom of Jin is not an animal. He is willing to guard, it must be because there are things he cherishes inside. Why not wait for the diary? Or..." He looked up and down Look at King Guo, and walk away with a mocking smile.

In the evening, the city was already quiet.The evening sun slowly slanted.Wanyan Aguda ordered people to stay at the city gate early on, and sure enough, a large wooden carriage was slowly walking towards the city gate, pulled by four horses.He led people there on horseback, and saw a woman dressed in red, reflecting the light of the setting sun, walking towards the snow like a phoenix about to nirvana.

Wang Xifeng looked distressedly at Jia Lian who was kneeling on the ground, whose body was already stiff and cold. She gently supported Jia Lian and looked at the foreign man who was getting closer and closer: "I am his wife, can you tell me who you are?" who?"

"Jin Guojun, Wanyan Aguda!"

Hearing this name, Wang Xifeng was stunned.The splendid Khitan Kingdom that ruled the north.She lowered her head, shook her head, and carefully placed Jia Lian on the ground.Walking up to Wanyan Aguda, he bowed and saluted: "I don't know, can I borrow the waist knife?"

"Kill me?" Wanyan Aguda was surprised by this woman's courage.At the same time, he was amazed by her beauty.This is a beautiful phoenix bird!

Wang Xifeng shook his head: "I'm afraid my husband didn't do something well, and I want to do it for him. The King of Xixia, the elder brother of the former emperor of Dayong and the son of Prince Yi, granted Fengguo County hereditary succession. The war between the two countries has its own success or failure. .But, the traitor..."

Hearing this, Wanyan Aguda drew out his waist knife and handed it to Wang Xifeng, who winked at the people around him.The King of Xixia, who was thinking about how to get this woman, was suddenly restrained.It happened so suddenly that he was sent to Wang Xifeng's sword without reacting for a moment.

This was Wang Xifeng's first murder, and also the last.She has always been soft-hearted, but at this moment she raised the knife and dropped it as swiftly as butchering a chicken.

Bright red blood spewed out from the neck, and the guards on both sides quickly withdrew their hands and shook them off without messing with it.Wang Xifeng returned to Wanyan Aguda with Xuelinlin's knife in his hand, and handed the knife to him.She was trembling all over at this moment, and she couldn't tell if it was excitement or something else.The carriages inside the city gate have already been hung with plain white filial ornaments.

Wang Xifeng looked at it and took it back.With trembling hands, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped off the blood on it, and handed it over again.

Look at the white fingers, the blood-red veil.Wanyan Agu frowned, he felt that if this woman followed him, it must be the best.But at the same time, he also understood that he couldn't get this woman.Putting away the waist knife, Wang Xifeng helped Jia Lian up:

"I want to take my husband home. There is the last boat at the pier by the river." She said calmly, and everything around her was quiet.At first Wanyan Aguda heard the sound of the death knell.He nodded silently, and waved the soldiers out of the way.

Xingwang, dressed in filial piety, helped Wang Xifeng get Jia Lian into the carriage, while Ping'er waited and sat in front of the carriage.Jin Bing recognized the two of them very much, and it was also a matter of making way for the burial.They draw out their waist knives and point them at the sky, which is a very high etiquette.The Xixia soldiers were afraid of the bravery of the Jin soldiers, even if the king was dead, they would not dare to move one or two.The white snow floated up again, covering up the original bloodstains.The night slowly came up, and crying was heard not far from the carriage:

"Second Grandma... died..."

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再 相 逢

In the scorching midsummer, the streets of the ancient capital Chang'an are rarely seen.It was all messed up by the hot weather, obviously the air conditioner in the house was very wrong.At this time, in the Starbucks facing the street, a woman with colorful makeup had her long hair combed into a side bun, with two ebony hairpins inserted in the auspicious cloud pattern, tapping on the white flip-top Apple computer in her hand.

There was a cup of coffee in front of her, which seemed to have run out of heat.Have a good time, and eat it in hot weather.

The webpage shows the button group, and the group inside is chattering about the ending of this book.Let us discuss like this, it must be a good ending.In terms of reading, it can be called a tragedy.

In the article, Jia Lian's death was tragic, washing away all the obscene things and saying that he was a loyal minister.And in the end, Wang Xifeng, dressed in red, walked on the snow and finally heard crying in the faraway carriage.How can such an ending satisfy readers?

However, the women in front of them were obviously members of it.It's hard to find out by looking at her number, she is the culprit of everything, the author is big.

@无限好文，Jinjiang Literature City

Wang Xi looked at the commotion of readers on the screen, and innocently trimmed his nails with a nail file.It has been three months since she came back from that dreamlike red building.In March, there are about 60 books.What she narrates eloquently is those memories and emotions in her memory, who knows whether they are true or false in her dreams, whether they exist or not.She felt that it would be all right in the end.

beep beep...

Chuankoukou was knocked privately, and she opened the dialogue window.It was an old reader who spoke. It seemed that when she started to join the VIP, the other party followed her.

[Why did it end like this? ]

Sure enough, it was a rehash, Wang Xi twitched his lips: "I think it's just right."

[What an adventure!The ending is exactly the same. ]

Seeing the sentence, Wang Xi was happy.She happily typed on the text: "Then what do you think the ending should be like?" @无限好文，Jinjiang Literature City

The other party seemed to be questioned, and there was no news for a long time.Wang Xi also minded, she just finished the work and took a rest in the coffee shop.On a hot day, the parents stay at home noisy blind dates and marriages, such as going out to find peace.

After she trimmed her hand, the input was displayed on the other person's profile picture, Wang Xi raised her eyebrows and continued to trim her nails.

After a long time, a paragraph of text jumped up.But it made her stand up so suddenly that she almost knocked over the table.

[The last boat did not go to Jinling, but crossed the Luo River upstream, and then boarded the carriage to Chang'an.Four years later, Chang'an's family entered a small courtyard, and Er welcomed the last child in this life, a girl.Named An Ran.Entering the character generation is like giving up the surname.In the 24th year of Chenghuang, he marched northward.Wanyan Aguda of the Jin Dynasty was seriously ill, and his eldest son died early and his grandson was left behind.His uncle besieged the capital in the name of King Qin, and Dayong took advantage of the vacancy to enter and regain the lost land.In the sixth year of Xinzong, Jia Cang served as the governor of Xizhou and moved to Chang'an.Father and son meet! ]

Wang Xi slowly calmed down, and she tapped on it with trembling hands: "Who are you?"

[Fenger! ]

Seeing those two words, Wang Xi Guangu typed out his mobile phone number, then held back tears and waited for the phone to ring.Soon, she heard the news of a strange call, and she dialed with trembling hands. The voice on the other side was clear, with the gentle tone of a young master Ruyu, but it made her want to cry so familiarly.

@无限好文，Jinjiang Literature City

Tears fell like broken beads.He almost said what he said in a trembling voice.Breathing across the line seemed to be able to burn her skin through the wire.

Many hours later, when she calmed down, she saw a young man in a pink short-sleeved shirt push open the door of Starbucks, his eyes met and everyone could see the friendship.

With a cup of coffee, An Yan sat in front of the beautiful woman.Reaching out and gently stroking the tender skin: "Thinking about it, you will become a leftover woman when we meet again!"

He said it lightly, but when he heard it, he began to cry.Looking at the tears, An Yan reluctantly took out a tissue and carefully wiped it off for Wang Xi: "Why are you crying? Is it because you came late?"

Wang Xi shook his head.She just holds back her tears and loves to cry.She sniffed: "Virtue... look at you, tall, rich and handsome?"

"That's right...you are 34 years old, just in your prime." An Yan leaned back, smiling at Wang Xi.Although the face has changed a little, but you can recognize it at a glance, it is my wife.The wife who was forgotten in three reincarnations.

Wang Xi glanced, got up and took the bag: "Go to the bathroom and touch up your makeup."