[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

It is a good time for Luoyang to fly catkins all over the city.

Bamboo flutes are playing on the boat.

It has been ten years since Emperor Yang came to the throne. At that time, Pei Ju was ordered by the late emperor to build a canal, and the area from Luoyang to Jiangnan became more and more prosperous.

The matter of the canal is beneficial to the future.But the strange thing is that after the completion of the canal, the greatest hero invited himself to go to the Western Regions, and Emperor Yang acquiesced.

Li Xiuning sighed at this point: "Emperor Yang is fatuous, and he reused traitors, but those talented people were not reused."

In recent years, the descendants of the powerful family have been relegated repeatedly, and the Li family is the first to bear the brunt.

Huangshan woman's tone was worried, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling glanced at each other, and changed the subject with a smile: "It's a pity for Mrs. Pei, if it was me, I would have to enjoy a few years of high officials and rich salary before leaving."

After finishing his speech, he drank another sip of wine, lying on the deck very uncomfortable.

But Li Xiuning shook her head: "In my opinion, Mrs. Pei really has the foresight."

She stopped at this moment, which made Kou Zhong a little curious.

"Ms. Li, why bother us, just say it directly."

he frowned.

Li Xiuning tapped her lips to silence her voice, then glanced at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, dipped water on the table as if making up her mind and wrote, "Have you two heard of the Ninth Princess?"

Xu Ziling, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked: "But that Ninth Princess who was loved by thousands of people when the late emperor was here?"

Li Xiuning nodded: "After the death of the first emperor, the nine princesses who were originally fostered in Huashan disappeared. Your Majesty even used the imperial army to search the city, but there was no trace."

"But what does this have to do with Mrs. Pei?"

Kou Zhong raised his eyebrows.

Li Xiuning felt sad: "Your Majesty killed 780 people within one day after he took the throne, of which 900 people in the inner court had served or had contact with the Ninth Princess."

Xu Ziling also remembered at this time: "That Pei Ju who made great contributions to building the canal used to be the princess' tutor."

He said that Kou Zhong understood a little bit here, but he still didn't understand: "Emperor Yang couldn't help but lose his temper so much when he was looking for the ninth princess. If it's about brother's feelings for his sister, I'm afraid it's a bit too much."

Li Xiuning laughed and said: "If you know that the Ninth Princess is not of royal blood but was picked up by the late Emperor on the way with the army, your jaw might drop in shock."

It is such an unknown beauty who has already become a taboo in the whole world.

Her tone was light, but she had revealed Sui Gong's secrets inadvertently.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were horrified in their hearts, but they remained calm on their faces.

"Miss Li probably didn't mean that when she told us these things today."

Xu Ziling asked lightly.

Li Xiuning smiled lightly: "Emperor Yangdi was licentious and unrestrained. Although he appears to be peaceful now, the four great powers all have the determination to stand up again. Xiuning's recruitment of talents in the Jianghu is to conspire for great things."

She looked at Kou Zhong expectantly.

As early as the first time they met, she felt that this frivolous boy was interested in her.If this kind of affection can be exchanged for two more talented people from the Li family to help out, it is not a bad idea.

That gaze was too hot, Kou Zhong coughed lightly but said with a smile: "Miss Li's words are true, Ziling and I have been wandering around in the streets of Yangzhou all the way to today, naturally we want to do something big."

He exchanged eyes with Xu Ziling at this point, then changed the subject and said with a smile:

"However, since a man aspires to be king, I'm afraid he and Miss Li are not on the same side."

His tone seemed to be joking, but there was a bit of flamboyant disrespect. The smile on Li Xiuning's face froze, but in the end he sighed:

"Young Master Zhong really just entered the rivers and lakes, with a youthful spirit."

It's just that he has just shown his edge, so he dares to speak boldly and confront the powerful.

She didn't finish what she said, but Kou Zhong lay leisurely on the deck as if he didn't hear it.

Xu Ziling shook his head slightly, and said gently, "Kou Zhong and I are just nobody, and the Li Clan has a lot of talents, so there is no shortage of us two useless people."

The sky gradually darkened.

The painting boat berthed at the shore, and everyone in the Li clan was already waiting on the shore.

Li Xiuning glanced at the two of them and said: "Jianghu Luyao, if Zhong Shao and Ling Shao change their minds, the door of Li Clan will always be open for you two."

The beauty in the yellow shirt has already left.

Kou Zhong raised his head and took a sip of his wine, then leaned against the railing lazily.

"what's your plan?"

Xu Ziling asked suddenly.

The ruffian boy in brown clothes raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Heroes come out of troubled times, who said that I, Kou Zhong, cannot be king?"

In the Sui Palace:

Emperor Yangdi closed his eyes slightly and leaned on the couch, ambergris permeated his cold eyebrows and eyes, making people feel chills for no reason.

I don't know how many ministers have died in this Qinzheng Hall in the past ten years.

The figure of the little eunuch lying on the ground trembled: "Yuwen,"

"Concubine Yuwen, please see me."

He almost passed out after speaking.

Emperor Yangdi sighed.

The hall is dead silent, even the sound of incense ash falling to the ground can be heard.

It took a long time to hear the emperor say: "Aifei, let her in."

There was a layer of peach powder in front of his eyes, and he looked a bit contemptuous.

The little eunuch has come out.

Concubine Yuwen nodded slightly, and walked slowly into the hall.

Although Emperor Yang was licentious, he would give Yu Wenshan some face.Everyone said that the Yuwen faction had the merits of being a dragon in the past, so that the noble concubine could be the only one in the palace, but only Yuwenshan knew that Emperor Yang had never touched her once.

In the quiet hall, Emperor Yang casually leaned on the couch and poured wine with his hand.

"The concubine remembers that His Majesty likes to drink milk/pigeon soup, so she specially learned from the small kitchen, and I don't know if it suits His Majesty's taste."

Yu Wenshan put the food box on the table and said softly.

She deliberately smoked some peach fragrance on her clothes, and it smelled fresh and pleasant.

Emperor Yangdi finally looked up at her.

Yu Wenshan is a beauty, but no matter how beautiful this woman in the deep palace is, it is useless if she does not have the Sacred Heart.Gritting her teeth in her heart, Yu Wenshan listened to the advice of the female officer around her and picked out a pink palace dress today.

Yang Guang quietly watched her take a sip of wine.

His face is handsome and wanton, and his raised eyebrows are even more coquettish.

Yu Wenshan blushed and wanted to serve him soup.

The fingers of the beauty who had carefully applied Danko trembled slightly, and the soup slightly spilled on the table.

Emperor Yang always raised his eyebrows and watched.

When Tang Sheng was in a good mood, he asked lightly: "Why did you think of wearing a pink palace dress today?"

His deep voice made Yu Wenshan's heart beat a little faster.

She said shyly in a low voice: "The spring day is very good. Seeing that the peach blossoms in the woods to the east are good, I asked my servant to make a new skirt."

Emperor Yang laughed lightly: "The skirt is nice, the bun is nice, but there is a hairpin missing."

He reached out and lifted the beauty's chin, and smiled slightly.

Yu Wenshan had never been so close to him, she just felt unspeakably happy in her heart, and let the young and handsome emperor pull her in front of the mirror.

The beauty's eyebrows and eyes are clearly reflected on the bronze mirror of the dressing table, vaguely similar to the nine princesses who have become a taboo in the palace.

Yang Guang took a hairpin in his hand:

"looks good?"

It was inlaid with pink wadding, and it matched today's dress.

Yu Wenshan nodded slightly.

Then the handsome emperor sighed slightly.

"I think it looks good too."

Yang Guang said softly.

His slender hands gently passed through the black hair, and Yu Wenshan looked in the mirror with a flushed face.

That handsome and crazy man was looking at her tenderly.

Yang Guang gently tapped the rouge at the end of her eyes with his fingertips slightly, and said with a low laugh, "You look like her here."

"It's like here too."

He ambiguously touched the vermilion lips with his knuckles.

Yu Wenshan looked at the place where the man's fingertips were lightly tapped in the mirror, hating secretly in her heart, but she still asked softly:

"Who do you think I look like, Your Majesty?"

Emperor Yangdi "hush" and shook his head slightly.

He brushed the beauty's cheeks with his hands, and said softly:

"You look like no one."

Yu Wenshan froze before a smile appeared on her face.

Her neck had been broken by those gentle hands.

Yang Guang sighed, and said lightly, "You shouldn't learn from her."

His tone was crazy and wanton, and when he said this, he suddenly laughed.

"Come on."

The little eunuch waiting outside the hall shivered and rolled in quickly.

Seeing His Majesty and Concubine in front of the dressing table, he was slightly relieved.

"What's your name?"

Yang Guang asked suddenly.

The little eunuch's back was already wet: "Slave, this slave is called Zuo Shi."

"Zuo Shi, the noble concubine is homesick, I want you to take someone to send the noble concubine home today."

His tone was light, no emotion could be heard.

The little eunuch slowly climbed up to the imperial concubine: "Your Majesty, follow the servant."

He whispered.

The woman sitting quietly in front of the dressing table remained motionless, as if she hadn't heard anything.

Zuo Shi secretly glanced at the young emperor, but saw that he was lying on the couch with his sleeves up and drinking wine, the jade pot slipped down the dragon robe, wantonly.

"Miss?"

The little eunuch called again, and finally realized something was wrong.

Trembling, he stretched out his hand to touch the woman's breath.

Yang Guang had finished his wine and said with a sneer, "Hurry up and send your noble concubine back to the Yuwen clan."

Zuo Shi's eyes went dark, but he suddenly woke up when he saw the faint coldness in the emperor's eyes.

He quickly crawled out with the dead man on his back.

When he walked outside the door, he heard the sound of the jade pot being broken, Yang Guang smiled lightly and said:

"Tell Yu Wenhuaji that the imperial mausoleum is very crowded, and the imperial concubine will be buried in the Yuwen Clan."

His tone was light, but it made Zuo Shi feel cold.

'Your Majesty is about to tear faces with the Yuwen Clan. '

In the small courtyard in the southern suburbs:

The beauty in Tsing Yi quietly watered the flowers and plants in the courtyard, her slightly sideways eyebrows were soft like a painting.

She still didn't go with Song Que in the end.

From that day on, the man also set up a yard next to him, and those killers rarely bothered him.

Wu Qun frowned quietly and put the flower leak aside, picked up the scissors to trim the flowers and plants in the yard.

The Ninth Princess grew up in the Sui Palace, and was clothed and well-fed since she was a child, but this kind of thing has never been done before.

After a while, the originally beautiful flowers and leaves were cut messily.

Wu Qun frowned slightly but felt that there were more hands behind her.

"Let me do it."

Song Que said lightly.

It was a pair of hands with a knife, clean and sharp.

Wu Qun's long eyelashes trembled slightly, allowing the man to hold his hands and trim them slowly.

The smell on the man was very clear, like a cold bamboo shoot, but the embrace of such a swordsman was very warm.

The beauty in Tsing Yi lowered her eyes, and her thin neck was gradually dyed a thin layer of red.

The setting sun reflected on a pair of Bi people in front of the window, like a fairy family.

Bamboo leaves rustle in the forest.

Yang Xuyan vomited blood and knelt on the ground.

Shi Zhixuan frowned slowly: "It seems that I think highly of you."

His tone was indifferent, but it made Yang Xuyan feel cold: "Master Shi, please give me another chance."

The man standing with his hands behind his back sighed: "You couldn't kill Hou Xibai, and now you can't even kill a woman, how can I give you another chance?"

The wind blew his sleeves flying, Shi Zhixuan's eyes seemed to have a murderous intent.

Yang Xuyan gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't expect that there was a swordsman hidden in that room."

He looked up at the person in front of him and said cautiously: "That swordsman's martial arts are not inferior to Shi Shi's, and most of the disciples of Butian Pavilion can't even catch a single move."

"Oh?"

Shi Zhixuan chuckled lightly.

Yang Xuyan bowed his head and remained silent.

The wind rustled in the forest, and the mad man with his hands behind his back said sadly:

"If it's Song Que, then I naturally have to go there myself."

He didn't know what kind of expectation he had in his heart, and his eyes gradually dimmed.