Rong Xuan

Early the next morning, Cao Hui, who was sleeping, was awakened by the chirping of birds outside the window and two faint voices of conversation.

She sat up, the bed beside her was already cold, she listened attentively—among the two voices outside the window, the distant, hoarse and nasal voice could not be Sima Xuan herself.

The man seemed to be explaining something to someone. Words such as "Five Cities Brigade and Horse Patrol Battalion" kept coming in from outside the window. Don't listen to the etiquette. Cao Hui, who was still a little sleepy, shook his head and said no more. After cleaning the bed, he opened the door.

Ting Zhu was waiting at the door, and Nanny Jia brought two young maidservants, playing Cuju with the twins who got up early in the yard.

"Mother, mother!" Xiao Qing'er, who was full of vitality, stood in the yard and called Cao Hui. She held a bamboo and rattan bow in her arms, and waved her small arms to Cao Hui. Shall we play together?"

Cao Hui walked out of the room to the corridor, accidentally squinted by the morning sun.

She put her hand on her forehead, stood with half of her body in the morning light, first nodded to Nanny Jia, and then returned to Xiao Qing'er, "Why did you get up so early today?"

Xiao Qing'er giggled and didn't answer. She hugged the bamboo rattan bow, and together with her brother, she pulled Cao Hui and ran away to play.

Sima Xuan, who was standing under the corridor over there, was talking to Liu Sheng, when she heard Cao Hui's voice, she turned her head and looked this way.

After not seeing Sima Xuan for a while, he turned around, and Liu Sheng, who was waiting for his master to make up his mind, couldn't help asking: "Master, master? Should we contact Wuwen Garden? Master?!"

"...Oh," Sima Xuan finally turned around, with a gentle smile in the corners of her eyes and brows that were shining with the morning light, she spoke, and her hoarse voice was no longer alienated and indifferent: "I want to contact Wuwenyuan. The message says that everything is as it is, so don't mess yourself up, and let Shiliu take a few people there to protect Qingjia in secret... That's all for now, you go first."

Liu Sheng folded his arms and retreated, and when he turned around, he happened to meet Yu Yan face to face, the two glanced at each other, but neither made a sound.

"Master," Yuyan came to Sima Xuan, bowed her knees slightly and gave a blessing, "Breakfast is ready, do you want to pass the dishes?"

"Let's just wait for a while." Sima Xuan came to the corridor with his hands behind his hands, quietly looking at the few people who were playing in the yard.

The tall and slender person stood facing the light. Behind her, the same thin shadow dragged on the clean ground, and even part of the shadow fell on the corner of Yuyan's clothes.

"Master." Yuyan called out suddenly.

"Huh?" Sima Xuan answered her as usual, without looking back.

With the hand hanging by her side, Yuyan twirled the corner of Sima Xuan's clothes back and forth, and asked hesitantly, "Will you return to the northern border again?"

"...I don't know," Sima Xuan turned his head and glanced at Yuyan, "There is no fighting over there, so why go back alone?"

"Then what if the wolf smoke starts again?" Yu Yan couldn't help asking.

This time, Sima Xuan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled silently, "If there is another war in the northern border, I should lead the army northward alone."

As she spoke, Sima Xuan looked down at her calloused, unattractive, rough hands, and after a moment of silence, she spoke in a low voice, laughing at herself as if talking to herself: "However, even now You can't even lift Wuhen's waist knife, so what else can you do?"

The Marquis of Jingling, who once shocked the sixteen gates in the northern region, is not only deaf in her left ear, but now she can't even lift her own Wuhen knife—since she was poisoned, she never wore it around her waist Over the knife.

Sima Xuan deeply felt that the turbulent winds and rains in Chang'an City were actually more than a thousand times more tragic than fighting on the battlefield.

Here, she didn't lose her life, and she wasn't even wounded to bleed, but she had to be poisoned and became a cripple who couldn't even lift a knife...

So she hoped that someone would stand up and put an end to all this conspiracy with a wave of her sleeves, and give everyone a clear sky and a bright day!

Even if!All the filth along the way will be borne by her!She longs, longs for a true Mingjun with the world in mind!

Soon, soon, soon, everything is about to begin, everything is about to end...

"Daddy, Daddy?" Xiao Qing'er raised her voice over there, and the children's laughter was always so innocent, "Daddy, can we have breakfast? Qing'er and elder brother are hungry, and mother is also hungry. ..."

"I'm hungry." Sima Xuan suddenly let go of the white-knuckle hand that was held behind him, and said in a calm voice, "Let's go, let's go to the side hall for dinner."

A quarter of an hour later, the side hall of the west courtyard:

Nanny Jia and Yuyan Tingzhu were waiting by the side. There was no one else in the room. The twins sat on a raised stool and ate by themselves. Grabbing a fresh little toy that Nanny Jia found from no one knows where.

Sima Xuan thanked Cao Hui for serving the porridge for her, and after she lowered her head and ate a mouthful of the meat buns, she casually said to Cao Hui, "You Weiwei copied the residence of Minister of Rites this morning."

"..." Cao Hui swallowed the food in his mouth, and looked up at Sima Xuan in surprise.

According to the previous rules of the Dachao Kingdom, anyone who is appointed as the Minister of Rites will go to the position of Minister of the Cabinet in the future. The current Minister of Rites is Cha Lianghe, the uncle of the Crown Princess Cha. How could the Tian family suddenly treat him like this? Do it? !

And, why hasn't a little bit of news been revealed before? !

"What crime?" Cao Hui put down his chopsticks, pressed the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and asked softly.

Sima Xuan licked the corner of his mouth: "Purchasing officials, enclosing land to kill people, forming cliques for personal gain...well, what else..."

Cao Hui: "..."

"Oh yes," Sima Xuan raised his eyebrows: "There is also forced prostitution."

"Father, what is forcing a good woman into prostitution?" Sima Qing, who was eating meat buns, suddenly blinked her big watery eyes and looked at Sima Xuan curiously.

Sima Xuan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "Forcing a good person to become a prostitute is forcing a good person to do bad things. Heh, little girl, you're asking like you know what it means to sell an official to encircle someone to kill someone."

"According to the "Law of Chaos", those who sell officials and nobles are dismissed from office and return home, and those who are sold are tattooed and exiled for three thousand miles. Those who enclose land must return the land to the people, and the enclosed land shall be measured and fined according to the mu to confiscate the land. Served in the imperial court." Sitting on a stool beside him, Xiao Huan'er said in a dignified manner: "Killing people is serious, and you must pay with your life. As for forcing a good man into prostitution, it doesn't seem to be mentioned in the law."

"I've read all of "Chao Lv". Are you going to be the No. [-] scholar in the imperial examination?" Sima Xuan took the other end of the chopsticks and knocked Xiao Huan'er on the head, just like she was beaten by her father when she was a child. Sima Xiu was joking like this: "It's terrible, a big boss of our Sima family is going to be a scholar!"

Sima Huan scratched his chubby face, shyly pursed his lips and laughed.Sima Qing pouted, for the first time who didn't know how many times she secretly decided in her heart that she would study with her brother every day from now on!

"Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, a high-ranking official, wouldn't he go to commit crimes in person?" Cao Hui picked up the ebony chopsticks again, put the vegetables into his own bowl, and was about to eat them, but stopped again. Looking at Sima Xuan, he said, "Could it be that the Tian family is going to attack Dong Gong?"

"How could he be willing?" Sima Xuan slowed down her meal, trying not to look so unruly and uneducated, she swallowed what was in her mouth before saying: "It's just a minister of the Ministry of Rites. Donggong, remind those over there."

"You mean..." Cao Hui suddenly lowered his voice, and approached Sima Xuan: "Is the East Palace going to raise the flag?"

Raise the banner of rebellion?

"In the past few years, it would definitely not be possible," Sima Xuan wiped his mouth and hands with a wet handkerchief, and his crooked eyebrows and eyes showed a feeling of fullness.

She casually threw the kerchief into the copper basin behind her, smiled warmly, revealing two lovely canine teeth, but the depths of her black eyes were full of viciousness like a prairie wolf staring at its prey: "But now I can It's hard to say."

To praise and kill him, only when he is praised to the sky, to the heights of the heavens and to the heights of the earth, to the ambition and self-importance, can others hit him with a single blow, and if he is smashed to pieces, he will never be restored.

For some reason, Cao Hui suddenly remembered a sentence that he read in a history book of the former dynasty, and the Emperor Aihe of the former dynasty said: Sima is stubborn, and he would rather go to the barren land to fight the fire than open his mouth to be a slave.

That's right, Cao Hui suddenly realized—who is she, Sima Xuan?She was the one who broke through Tonghe Hall with a Wuhen knife!If you want such a person to be captured obediently, how is that possible!

Well, Cao Hui lowered his eyes, Datong and the person in the palace can restrain Sima Xuan like this, what kind of weakness did they grasp her...

"What are you going to do next?" Cao Hui asked purely casually.

Sima Xuan: "Step by step, Yuan Zhi will be found, and brother-in-law will also be found, but now I have to meet someone first."

As she spoke, she reached out and touched Sima Huan's hair, and said, "Daddy is going out to do errands, and your cousin is not at home. Huan'er is the only man staying at home, do you know what to do?"

Hearing this, Xiao Huan'er's eyes lit up, and her chubby little face became serious, with a bit of the solemn and precious appearance of a fairy boy: "Father, just don't worry, my son will protect mother and sister well!"

"Good boy, let's eat."

Sima Xuan got up, straightened his sleeves, and walked out the door lightly, but the moment he turned around, the smile on the young man's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a cold and ruthless chill.

Ever since the cinnabar poison in her body was injected once, Sima Xuan's body has obviously become worse than before. Even if she rides a horse from the east of Chang'an City to the west of the city, she will be exhausted and out of breath, so she chooses Travel by horse-drawn carriage.

Half an hour later, the Xun family's humble pony carriage finally arrived at its destination.

Sima Xuan walked slowly through the lobby on the first floor where the silk and bamboo were surrounded by music, drinking and singing, followed by the guidance of the turtle slaves, and then walked around the Accord on the second floor, where the oirans gathered to enjoy the world of mortals, and finally came all the way to the third floor of the Yunyun Pavilion. In a certain elegant room.

The display in the room is low-key and luxurious, and the incense burner exhales a faint mist of incense, which has left the tacky hustle and bustle outside. Behind the tea table, Princess Jinghui has been waiting for a long time.

"Your Majesty, it's too much for me to wait," said Princess Jinghui, sitting on the tea seat, and asked Sima Xuan gracefully.

Sima Xuan had the same cold face as usual, she clasped her fists at Princess Jinghui, then walked over with interest and sat down opposite Princess Jinghui.

Said: "The new wives and young children in the lonely mansion are naturally not as free as His Highness."

Princess Jinghui personally poured a cup of fragrant tea for Sima Xuan. After hearing Sima Xuan's words, the hand she handed over the tea cup paused almost imperceptibly.

"Your Majesty knows what I want, so why bother to say this in front of me?" Princess Jinghui's smile was slightly bitter: "Your Majesty is not the kind of ruthless and vicious person, why should you pretend to be such an iron stone?" Heart, isn't it bitter?"

"...bitter," Sima Xuan took a sip of the tea. The tea tasted fragrant and slightly sweet, but the aftertaste was extremely bitter. Sima Xuan couldn't help but frowned, "What kind of tea is this? It's so bitter." .”

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Princess Jinghui's mouth, she calmly poured more tea into her teacup, and said: "This is the tea from the Shen family in Hezhou, named 'No Regret'. I thought that based on the relationship between your mansion and the Shen family, the Junhou had eaten this tea."

"..." Sima Xuan didn't speak, she just tilted her head slightly habitually, looking at the beautiful woman in front of her with deep eyes.

After a while, Princess Jinghui couldn't help lowering her eyes slightly, avoiding Sima Xuan's gaze with a guilty conscience, and her usual tone was filled with some kind of vague anticipation and a trace of extremely vague stiffness: "Does it look good?"

Only then did Sima Xuan look away calmly, and took another sip of tea from the teacup: "Come on, what are the conditions this time, except for me."

"You're so stingy," Princess Jinghui sighed regretfully, she thought for a while, and finally said with interest: "That's why I don't want you, as long as you lie down and sleep with me." As soon as I wake up, I will agree to your request, what do you think?"

The corners of Sima Xuan's eyes couldn't help twitching, she clenched her fists and then loosened them, the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, and her brows were also lowered - this made the scar on her forehead look a bit fierce.

"I don't want to?" Princess Jinghui turned around and sat down at another low table, continuing to finish the unfinished flower arrangement on the table, "I'm going to get married in another month, you know why I agreed to marry Is it the Duke Cai's mansion?"

Sima Xuan's eyes fell on the pruned and stylish flower branches in the celadon vase, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Cai Guogong's Yue family is a former cabinet minister, a scholar of the third hall, a prince and a teacher, and the elder Dige. Bringing the Di family, who has never stood in line, under his command, may command the literati and scholars all over the world, and rest easy from now on."

Princess Jinghui turned her head and looked at Sima Xuan without hesitation.

Sima Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and then met Princess Jinghui's eyes.

In fact, from the perspective of a woman, Princess Jinghui is undoubtedly a great beauty. The prince is the backer, and the uncle is the secretary of the household department, a senior official of the second rank.

In terms of Sima Xuan's status, this Princess Jinghui is undoubtedly the best marriage partner - if the Marquis of Jingling marries Princess Jinghui, it will not only keep Sima Xuan's military power in his hands without being suspected by the heavenly family, but also It can guarantee that the Sima family will not lose their lives and wealth, but it is a pity that Princess Jinghui is not the one she Sima Xuan wants.

In this room, Princess Jinghui stared at Sima Xuan for a while, and after a while, she smiled softly, and said softly: "The person I want to marry, he is a very ordinary son of your family, he is not as good as you The stature and appearance of Jingling Junhou is not as great as yours. He is just an ordinary son in the Duke's mansion, and the only difference in the world is that he gave birth to a pair who have three points with you. Similar eyes."

Sima Xuan's back shivered, and suddenly felt something flashed past her mind, so fast that she had no time to grasp it, she bent down her back which was originally straight like a pine and cypress, and raised her eyes to look in front of her The woman's vision suddenly began to blur.

"You, you..." The young Junhou was so weak that her words could not be carried out, she gasped for breath, cold sweat streaming down her temples, "Zhao, Zhao Qingxi, you—"

With a "plop", Sima Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the tea seat, fell to the ground and passed out.

Seeing Sima Xuan's handsome face, Princess Jinghui raised her hand, and slowly stroked the mole at the corner of her eye.

"Besides the deceased mother, it turns out that you know my name in this world."

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