fluttering night wind

Meng Ziying returned to Xiangyang in April, and stayed until the Dragon Boat Festival. During this period, Shen Huaixiu prepared several antidotes, but all failed. Finally, his poisoning became more and more serious, his limbs were weak, and he didn't even have the strength to get out of bed. I have a splitting headache all day, and I am confused.

When he woke up from a nap in the afternoon, he took out a pair of blue and white jade pendants from under his pillow, and played with them in his hands.These two pieces of jade are almost identical, with a pair of geese engraved on both sides passing through the ring, with obvious traditional techniques of the Hu people outside the Great Wall. They were called Chunshui Qiushan jade by the people at that time. She got it from De, and later passed it on to her two sons and daughters, Yan Sheng and Yan Rong.When he swore to Bai Yansheng that day, Bai Yansheng gave him the one from Yan Rong as a token, and the other one was given to him by Xue Xueyi on the boat, and it was the one that Bai Yansheng always carried close to his body.Putting these two jade pendants together seemed to promise him that the two would never be separated.

When he thought of this, a smile naturally appeared on his lips. During the more than a month since he came back, he didn't think much about the sound of the white goose.When the poison is cured, he plans to sneak back to Jinguan City to inquire about the West Mansion.Now when such a person is alone, I realize that the lovesickness has never been revealed, and it turned out that it was only because of deep feelings.

A pair of white butterflies flew into the room, his gaze followed the white butterflies to the window unintentionally, and he suddenly saw a figure standing silently under the window, he didn't know how long he stood there, his whole body broke out in a cold sweat.

When Mencius entered the door, he saw him stuffing the jade pendant behind him, but he pretended not to see it, and walked to his bedside.Meng Ziying stood up, helped the side of the bed and struggled to stand up. Just about to speak, she fell back heavily.

Meng Ziyou hurriedly prevented him from getting up again, and asked, "How do you feel today?"

Meng Ziying smiled awkwardly, "Fortunately, the headache doesn't hurt anymore."

Meng Ziyou stretched out his hand to stroke his cheek, his heart ached beyond measure, and he said softly, "Brother is useless, I made you suffer."

Meng Ziying thought in her heart that if I had been caught by you, how could I have suffered this kind of suffering, but she said with a smile on her face: "My brother is wise and powerful, and my sister-in-law is rejuvenated. I am not suffering at all."

Mencius You knew that he was afraid that he would slander badly, so he raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Well, brother will never hurt you." After speaking, he touched his acupuncture points with his fingers.

Mencius Ying's face froze, not knowing what he was up to, she was about to ask a question, when she saw three beauties in palace attire of different heights walking in from the door, dressed in brocade clothes and shoes, all of them held a jade plate in their hands.

"This is the ninth son."

The three women knelt down to salute, Mencius waved his hand, and the other woman stood up, closed the door and window, and lit the incense burner on the jade plate.A woman walked to the bed, and there was an amber colored glass on the plate.Meng Ziyou took it and handed it to Meng Ziying's lips, motioning him to drink it. The latter smelled the stench and frowned and said, "Brother, I have drank a hundred kinds of antidote for a month, and it doesn't smell so bad. How did you ask me to go out to meet people?"

Mencius thought that his life was about to die, and he still remembered his beauty, but he said, "Didn't you say that brother is wise and powerful? Why don't you believe in brother?"

Meng Ziying rolled her eyes and had no choice but to drink it with her head down and her breath held.It took a few more sips of sugar water to stop the nausea.

Mencius nodded when he saw that he drank cleanly.At this time, the green smoke was curling up, fragrant and thick, and Meng Ziying felt the blood rushing to her lower body, the heat was unbearable, so she couldn't help saying in a hoarse voice: "Brother, let's go, I want to rest."

Mencius shook his head, and said in a warm voice: "The poison is half-cured, how can we give up halfway." He turned to the three beauties under the bed, and said coldly, "I still haven't detoxified the ninth son."

The three women were all in their prime of life, just like the autumn moon is about to be full and the spring flowers are in full bloom. Hearing this, they took off their silk and satin one by one, and only wore obscene clothes to reveal their white arms and chest.The person in the middle was blushing, bowed his head and said timidly: "This concubine is poor in bed skills, I'm afraid I will hurt the Ninth Prince's jade body."

Mencius snorted coldly: "If you dare to hurt him, you will all die."

The naked bodies of the three couldn't help shaking again and again.

Meng Ziying already felt that something was wrong, and looked at the prince of Shu with wide eyes in panic: "Brother, what are you going to do..."

"Xiao Jiu, you have grown up, and my brother is doing it for your own good." Meng Ziyou leaned over, touched his Ya acupuncture point, kissed his face again and again with cold lips, stood up and said, "I really don't want them I heard your voice. These three are the daughters of innocent people in Xiangyang City, they have already been trained, be good, and you will pass after a while."

Mencius's face was like gold paper, his lips were pale, and his eyes were pleading.

The prince of Shu cruelly stopped looking at him and left from the bed.

The scent of orchid musk was strong, and the three women went to bed with a thrilling obsession.Meng Ziying closed her eyes, and she didn't even have the strength to bite her tongue to kill herself, so she could only let others manipulate her, and tears instantly soaked the pillow mat.

A melodious singing voice came from the distant sky: "I know the meaning of spring, water and autumn mountains. When the monsoon comes endlessly, I only take the chords to work my dreams. I don't say that I look back and mourn, and the clear brilliance cares about the Yingying water. The sunset is related to the palace of osmanthus, so Leisurely heart and ears, don't be empty when you come to the world."

The Duo bell on the Leiyin Pagoda sent the singing far away, and the woman sang it over and over again: I know the meaning of spring, water and autumn mountains, and the monsoon will never stop.Meng Ziyou stood outside the thatched cottage, looking at the sky expressionlessly.Shen Huaixiu came out from the bamboo grove, thinking that he was not feeling well, so he dared not speak for a while.

Sure enough, he didn't say anything, but when he opened his mouth, he was murderous: "Ask someone to find out who is singing, kill him!"

Shen Huaixiu glanced at Bai Shu behind him, and Bai Shu led away.

The son of the King of Shu stood in front of the thatched cottage, Shen Huaixiu only heard him whisper: "If these three people are not pregnant in a month, they will all be killed!" Shen Huaixiu's heart sank. Marriage to a good family, this really challenges Meng Ziyou's psychological limit too much.

Mencius knew that Xiao Jiu would never forgive herself for doing such a thing. His back was painful and lonely, and his facial features were distorted.

The poison in Mencius Oriole was specially prepared by Mrs. Shen from Shenmen. People who are poisoned will lose their ability to move and die. It is not that there is no antidote, but that after detoxification, the patient will gradually lose fertility, that is, they will not be able to reproduce. It's a matter of human relations.

There is a saying that slapping people in the face, swearing at people and exposing faults.If you want to pinch, pinch your heart, Mrs. Shen's move is indeed cruel enough.

Shen Huaixiu knew it from the beginning, and also researched various methods. When it was too late, she suggested Meng Ziyou to use this method, thinking that only at the moment of detoxification, it is best to leave a little blood for Meng Ziying. .

The two were relatively silent, standing hard.I don't know how long it took before I heard the sound of getting dressed from inside, and then three women with loose hair came out one after another.

Their bodies exuded the sweet and greasy fragrance of love, fearing that the prince would go crazy in the next moment, Shen Huaixiu hurriedly took them away.

Mencius slapped the palm with his left hand, and the doors and windows of the thatched cottage were all opened, allowing fresh air to flow into the house.The sky blue soft smoke curtain was hanging down weakly, and he picked it up with one hand, the person inside the tent was sunken deep in the brocade, and his back was also naked, someone accidentally left a dark red smear.

As if a grain of sand had been rubbed into his eyes, or as if his heart had been taken out by someone, Meng Ziyou suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.There are only eight words in my heart: If you don't take revenge, you will not be a human being!

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On the fifth day of June in the third year of Jingning, it was the 56th birthday of Shu Wang Mengye. Because it was not a birthday on the [-]th day, it was inconvenient to put up lights and festoons in Xiaozhong, but it was still necessary to invite a few hard-working confidants to have a light meal. gift.

So that day in the palace, with the aura of Gaohuai and old willows, everyone finished watching the big show and juggling, and waited until the lights were bright and the smoke was blowing, but the King and Princess of Shu were still not seen, and even Li Zhiyuan, who joined the army in the palace, did not appear.

There is a middle-aged Chang Shi who frequently runs to the toilet because he has a bad stomach.When he was leaving, he heard the slight sound of the armor outside the courtyard. He leaned on the gable of the latrine and took a look. His expression changed drastically, and his arm trembled and he almost fell into the latrine.After pulling up his trousers and leaving the latrine, he didn't dare to return to his original position, and ran to the side door with his head down.The guard guarding the gate stopped him, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Chen, why did you go back so early, and the banquet hasn't started yet?"

His eyes flickered: "Suddenly remembered that there are guests at home."

"What kind of distinguished guests are there that makes Old Chen so haunted, let's invite them together." Hearing a hearty laugh, a swaying folding fan in the shape of Mr. Guijie walked in from the door.

Chen Changshi frowned and said, "What a shame, Mr. Shen."

"Entering the door is a guest, especially on such a happy day, Mr. Chen, please go back to your seat." Shen Yizhou said, holding Chen Changshi in one hand, dragging and dragging him to the courtyard with a pale face.The big garden behind the martial arts hall has always been the place where the king of Shu would drink wine, drink wine, and laugh at the moon on important days. At this time, there are more than a dozen tables of banquets, divided into civil and military sides, all of which are the essence of Xifu.

Warriors are always vigilant, even though the leading generals were blushing from drinking, they still jumped up at this scene and stared at each other.

Shen Yizhou opened his fan, smiling like a flower: "There is a big happy event today, the little brother came to ask for a glass of wine, wouldn't the elder brothers welcome you?"

The king of Shu and the son of the prince had a tendency to dislike each other in recent years, and even the staff members were very clear-cut, and they would never take the initiative to mix together. The leading general's heart sank, knowing that something was wrong, he still smiled along with him, and walked towards him. While walking, he pressed the scabbard tightly: "So, Mr. Shen, come to our table. The literati are sour, and drinking is not fun."

When he came to the front, he drew his knife out of its sheath, and Shen Yizhou also had a smile on his face, and the iron fan flew out countless hidden weapons, and the two sides even moved their hands and feet in front of the guests.

The subordinates of the leading general were stunned at first, but when they reacted, they drew their knives out of their sheaths one after another, and were about to rush forward to help, when they heard a thunderbolt in midair, "Don't move", everyone felt their necks tighten, and looked up, in midair Two people fell down in the middle, lined up on the left and right, holding countless silk threads in their hands, and the end of each thread was wrapped around a head in the courtyard, it was Honglian and Baishu!

The silk-wrapping spider hand of the Shen family!

Those who are familiar with Huajian Pai's martial arts shouted out.Someone who didn't know what to do wanted to cut off the silk thread on the neck, but the moment his body shook slightly, his body and head were separated, blood splashed on the spot, and a head rolled on the ground.

The crowd was horrified.

Even in that split second, Shen Yizhou had captured the leading general. The 30 people in the court were all pissed off, their faces were pale, and they didn't dare to move!

The leading general, surnamed Meng, was a distant relative of the King of Shu. He shouted loudly, "Shen Yizhou, who gave you the courage to plot rebellion? Aren't you afraid of the crime of the prince and your son?"

Shen Yizhou folded his arms backwards, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Which prince are you talking about?"

His voice was not loud, but it was still heard by everyone in the house.A scribe with a white beard trembled and said, "What's wrong with the King of Shu? The name of the son is determined early, and it's only a matter of time before he takes power. Why do such unethical things make the world laugh at him."

Shen Yizhou glanced at the faces of all the people in the court one by one: "The punishment of the court has been decided, and there is no shortage of armor. The Western Fans should stay as a precaution. The world is fine. The King of Shu is in Zen today. If you are willing to stay and help, you can nod your head, if you don't want to, I will send you all back to your hometown for the elderly, and you will have no worries about food and clothing."

His words were like thunderbolts, knocking everyone out.

"Shen Yizhou, you traitor, I'll fuck you..."

The folding fan lightly swiped between the necks, and blood gushed out, and General Meng fell to the ground, dying with regret.

"I would like to follow the prince." Someone among the crowd suddenly said, and then one after another, scrambling to be the first, about half of the people agreed.The rest of the people all had ugly faces and stood dumbfounded.The white-bearded scribe said with difficulty: "I'm old, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat this bowl of food from my son, and I still have a few acres of Susukida at home, please give me your hand, this old man will retire and return to his hometown."

"Mr. Yu, thank you for your consideration. After finishing speaking, the rest of us will wait, so we can leave." Shen Yizhou smiled and turned around.

A gray head rolled at the feet.Honglian and Baishu each tightened their threads, screaming again and again, but in the blink of an eye, half of the people standing in the courtyard fell down!

It turned out that what he meant when he said "sent back to his hometown, no worries about food and clothing".When a person dies, he naturally doesn't need to eat or dress.

The rest of the people looked at the sea of ​​corpses and blood in the courtyard, and felt both rejoicing and fear.

Madam Shen, the concubine, was a little tired this afternoon and took a nap in her room.In her sleep, she seemed to have turned back into a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl who was studying in the Shen family's pharmacy back then.That afternoon, she was dozing off at the counter when a ragged middle-aged man ran in from outside, babbling, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

Mrs. Shen, who was dressed as a boy, was puzzled and asked, "Guest officer, do you want to see a doctor or take medicine?"

The mute was so anxious that his face was flushed and he danced, he didn't even look at the pen and paper she pushed over, and even stretched out his hand to grab Mrs. Shen's wrist.Dr. Shen forgot how he was dressed as a man, how could he tolerate this, with a push, he threw the dumb man seven or eight feet away from the shop door.

The mute struggled to get up from the dirt on the ground, his forehead was bleeding, and he rushed into the shop again, with tears welling up in his eyes, he put his hands on top of his head to make a bun, and pointed to his chest. Dazed, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw a hand knife for cutting paper and wrapping medicine on the counter, grabbed it in his hand, and stabbed it at his chest.

Mrs. Shen screamed, and the curtain behind her was parted straight away. A brush hit the mute's wrist, and then a man in white flew out from the inner room, landed in front of the counter, and tapped seven or eight big acupuncture points of the mute, wrapped it with a towel. Holding the handle of the knife, he quickly pulled out the relief knife.Fortunately, the force was not strong, and the stab missed, but the blood still sprayed the man in white all over.He drew the knife, applied the medicine, and bandaged the wound in one go, so fast that others could hardly mistake him, then turned to the stunned boy and said in a deep voice: "Qingqing, take my medicine box, he said his family had angina pectoris, and it was not appropriate to do it." It's too late, I'm going to see the doctor."

Only then did Shen Qingqing come to her senses, and hurried away.

The man in white was called Shen Chun, a well-known miracle doctor. He patted the mute's cheek and said softly, "Brother, wake up, I still need you to show me the way."

The dumb and lifeless eyes suddenly came alive, filled with tears and prayers.Shen Chun carried him behind his back and led Shen Qingqing to drive for dozens of miles to a remote village in the mountains. He used ginseng, snow lotus, ice toad and countless other precious medicinal materials to revive the dumb wife, but there was no Receive their fees.The dumb wife is also ugly, but the two seem to be very affectionate.Shen Chun's master and apprentice lived in his house for ten days, and the mute dragged his wounds into the mountains every day to bring them fresh prey, and Shen Chun took care of his wife for him.Until they left, the couple knelt on the mountain road and kowtowed countless times to them.

Shen Chun took Qingqing to walk on the mountain road, without changing clothes for ten days, the white clothes could no longer see the original color, Qingqing thought that Master had always been obsessed with cleanliness, so she hated the dumb couple very much, and muttered: "Chen The angina pectoris of the year is not a serious illness, why do you stab yourself in the chest and take care of one more person, isn't it too much work?"

Shen Chun looked back at her, and said softly: "Qingqing, although they came from a poor and humble background, don't you think they are the happiest in the world? How many couples in this world can empathize with each other?" After he said this, he didn't care about his apprentice Feelings, he whistled happily among the mountains.

Shen Qingqing looked at him with a vague understanding. At that time, the flowers fell in the secluded stream, the birds fell in the sparse forest, the turbid wine was clear, and the long songs were in full swing.

To love is to know hate, and to hate is to know pity.

Shen Qingqing's tears flowed down the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and there were slight footsteps in the room.Since marrying into Meng's family, she has not had a good night's sleep, and even replaced her sleeping pillow with a hollow porcelain pillow, so that she can be vigilant in her dreams.

The rouge-colored soft smoke was scooped up, and a young woman with full make-up appeared beside the bed. Seeing her awake, she couldn't help being shocked, and then she knelt down and said, "Bi Yuan greets the princess."

Mrs. Shen reluctantly got up, looked outside, her heart sank, if it was normal, Bi Yuan couldn't go around the outer room and go straight into her bedroom, so she asked calmly, "Is the King of Shu still alive?"

Biyuan's eyebrows twitched, but she didn't answer, but saw a drop of water dripping on the quilt embroidered with the birthday wishes of hundreds of sons and grandchildren, and Xiantao, and she couldn't help but lower her head again.

Mrs. Shen wiped the corners of her eyes and asked, "Where is Nizi?"

Bi Yuan kowtowed and said, "Princess calm down. Your Majesty wants to ask you something."

"If I answer the question, I won't die, right?" Mrs. Shen smiled instead of anger.

Bi Yuan didn't dare to answer, and only said: "The prince asked Wu Gongzi and Jing Yu's child, where is the princess hiding?"

Mrs. Shen looked out the window with a calm expression: "He is beside the happiest couple in the world."

Bi Yuan didn't understand, thinking that Mrs. Shen was perfunctory, she anxiously raised her head and said: "Mrs., even if you don't tell me, the son will find it, why bother."

Mrs. Shen stretched out her hand to caress her temples, showing pity and loathing at the same time, all kinds of strange expressions distorted her face: "Biyuan, you passed by me, and I didn't keep your heart. Is it right to see you?" Missed. What did that bitch use to win you over? You have seen the world yourself, is Dafang's aunt very beautiful?"

After hearing these words, Biyuan not only didn't get angry, but shed tears instead: "Princess, Biyuan is not blessed. Biyuan has never expected anything extravagantly, but she just can't let go of Abao and Mrs. Qinghe." When she said this, she suddenly covered herself. Mouth.

"Qinghe, Qingqing, is there a difference in one word?" Mrs. Shen said with a smile, "It really is a world of difference. One is as precious as pearls, and the other is as cheap as dirt."

"The same is a fallen person in the world, why can't the concubine be considerate. The king of Shu has countless concubines, why only target her?" Biyuan asked puzzled.

Mrs. Shen sighed, and said: "How do I know, it's just that she is satisfied no matter what the situation is, I can't see it in my eyes."

The two were relatively speechless, Bi Yuan couldn't figure it out, they both said that the eyebrows were jealous, but they never thought that just thinking that the other party was happy would make them look down upon, and that's how they formed a bad relationship.

"But the princess absolutely shouldn't, she shouldn't have vented her anger on A Bao. You know, you know" Bi Yuan's voice changed for a moment: "Whose child is A Bao?"

Besides, there is a row of wooden shackles behind the martial arts lecture hall in the Wangfu. It was originally used for lunch breaks by the bureaucrats. A few soldiers with halberds stood at the door at the top. Zhiyuan.

Li Zhiyuan sat on the mustard bed, the sharp utensils beside him had already been cleared away, there was only a mustard bed and an oil lamp on the beard table.Li Zhiyuan sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and rested his mind.The King of Shu didn't know what to do, the poison of a tiger doesn't eat its offspring, and vice versa, it is impossible for the prince to harm the King of Shu, at most it would be under confinement.There were [-] soldiers left in Yizhou Prefecture, but in the April Fanbang riots, [-] to [-] were transferred away, and the remaining [-] soldiers were all in the hands of the leading general Meng Zhilian. It's okay to wait for the soldiers transferred from abroad to come back.The key is to rescue the king of Shu. I don't know if Li Yuanhuan got the news, why is there still no movement?

Thinking quickly in his mind, he didn't notice that someone walked into Phisha.

"Why didn't Xiyao light the lamp?"

Li Zhiyuan raised his head suddenly, and only heard a snap of his fingers, the oil lamp at hand was turned on, and under the soft light, Meng Ziyou in white plain clothes came over.He hurriedly got out of bed and knelt down, and was lifted up by Meng Ziyou: "Brothers from the same school, why do you have to do such a great ceremony?"

Li Zhiyuan was probing and ridiculing: "I don't know if I should call you the son or the prince now?"

Mencius was silent for a while, and suddenly Xie Yi smiled: "So in Xiyao's mind, that's what I'm promising."

Li Zhiyuan didn't know why, so he raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Meng Ziyou sat by the bed, his eyes were sunken, and he said, "I won't say much, I just want to show Xiyao this." As he spoke, he took out a document from his sleeve.

Li Zhiyuan took it, only scanned the first few lines, and gasped.

"Cancong and Yufu, the founding of the country is so at a loss. I am a big Shu, a land of abundance. I have strong soldiers and horses, abundant money and food, and I have inherited the destiny of heaven, and I am in harmony with people's hearts. In today's troubled times, I rule dragons and phoenixes, obey the orders of the people, and proclaim myself emperor in Yizhou , crossing Jingxiang, suppressing Jiangdong, checking and balancing the Central Plains, and looking at the world. For the sake of the people, ascend the throne as a great treasure, and establish the country as Shu. Hereby declare to the heroes of the world to show orthodoxy."

Mencius rested on his hands, leaning on a small table, like a Bodhisattva made of clay and wood, unable to be blown by the eight winds, sitting upright on a purple golden lotus.

Li Zhiyuan looked back and was so shocked that he even dropped the call to action in his hand.

"My mother's family, the last descendant of the ancient Shu clan, Princess Wuhuan, her father's family is orthodox in China, and a famous family in Xichuan, she took the blood of the barbarians and injected it into the decadent body of China. After the old stains are removed, and the new machine is restarted, it can create unprecedented achievements. World situation..."

Li Zhiyuan couldn't read the rhetoric behind the solicitation of heroes from all over the world, and a voice filled his head:

He wanted Mencius to be emperor.

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