Chapter 97: Meet the Mission (1)

Wu Qiu took the lead, and after half an hour, Wu Qiu returned and brought the Yami who was about to return to the palace. Yami people came in, and they smelled a light and fresh taste.
She was slightly surprised on her face, and still smiled after she was surprised: "Can Nie Mei be okay?"
Nie Wushuang was sitting. Today, she wore a crimson home-made wide-sleeved short-sleeved jacket, and her face was not applied with powder, but her complexion was very good, her radiance was bright, her cheeks were bright red. You can't look away.
Yami people know that she served the emperor only last night, but the concubine with the favor is different from the ordinary concubine. This recognition makes her heart sour.
"Yami beauty is here? Please sit down." Nie Wushuang saw her coming and held her hand affectionately: "Yesterday, I benefited a lot from Yamei's Ziwei Palace, so Wushuang boldly did it today. Once back to the east, please invite the beauty to come to Pinyu and see if it is the Biluochun in the Yuanxiu Palace, or the rainy Longjing in the Yamei Palace. "
Yamei said modestly: "Naturally, Nie Mei's Biluochun is better. This is better than nothing."
Nie Wushuang just looked at her with a smile, and when Qiu Qiu brought tea, she ordered them to retreat. There was a cigarette in the copper furnace beside him. Nie Wushuang opened the copper furnace, looked at the heart-burning incense, and sighed: "Somehow, when I saw this heart-flavour, I remembered the misery of the jade lady. , Heart-shaped incense, this is a kind of sadness. "
Yamei didn't know what she wanted to say, and reluctantly smiled, "Yeah, Sister Jade is just too straight-headed, otherwise, she won't be sick for so long."
"So it also affects the future of the Yamei people?" Nie Wushuang looked up and looked at her with a smile, and the copper furnace lid in his hand made a "dangdang" sound, which caused the Yamei people to fight a cold war.
She hurriedly waved her hand: "What did Nie Meiren say, how could He blame sister Yu?"
Nie Wushuang picked up the tea and slowly poured out the incense of the heart, saying gently: "Although Jade is persevering, the heart is not confused with the disease. She said that alliance in the palace is the use of it. Although it is harmless, it almost makes Wushuang lose all. "
Yamei's face turned white, her eyes darkened: "Can the emperor really forget Sister Jade's collision?"
Nie Wushuang looked at her depressed face and said lightly: "If the Yamei people want to regain the favor, they must find another way. If you do this, I will not benefit you, and you will not be able to get ahead."
Yami people didn't blame her when she saw her, and sighed, and apologized, "In fact, I ca n’t know how the emperor reacted, but in the year after Chen Xi entered the palace, the emperor never set foot in Ziwei Palace, other concubines. More or less, the emperor would sit, only the Ziwei Palace, the emperor did not step in. Later, when I saw that Yuxi was like this, I found out that she had argued with the emperor face to face afterwards. At that time, the emperor was furious. And Jade's mother-in-law can't afford it. "
Nie Wushuang looked at her sad face, knowing that she was telling the truth, and then remembered Jade's exquisite thoughts, her miserable situation, and sighed slightly: "It's tricky."
The Yamei people said in tears silently: "Nie Meiren should blame the uncle, but it is difficult for the emperor to abandon the jade and to wait for the emperor to think of the uncle."
Nie Wushuang took the parcel and handed it to her, and said lightly: "Since this is the case, you should even help Jade to lower her head first and be soft. Otherwise, although the emperor's temperament is gentle, she is not indifferent. It's too late, and you have to be angry with the emperor, and the last loser is the palace princess. You should understand this truth. "
Yamei sighed: "I tried it, but it didn't work. Yuxi was frank and wanted to tell her to admit it, it was more sad than killing her."
Nie Wushuang also frowned. The so-called rivers and mountains are easy to change, and their nature is difficult to change. This matter is indeed very tricky. I ca n’t say why I want to help Jade, but instinctively, she ca n’t watch Jade A silently die in the palace like Yamei, so I must be very uncomfortable with her concern in the words of the emperor of.
Nie Wushuang determined that he had a plan in his heart, and spoke leniently to appease Yamei. The Yami people were very grateful to see her regardless of her previous suspicions. She said to Nie Wushuang: "I have a fellow in 'Laiyi Palace'. The last time Bao Jiechi met the queen was the message she overheard. In the future, Nie Meiren But there is a mission, just say a word. "
Nie Wushuang listened and smiled slightly: "So good."
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Ten miles away from Beijing, the pennant fluttered, and red silk was hung on the top of the gazebo, which was cheerful and solemn. A row of greeted officials wore official uniforms, and they were extremely hot, and several of them were looking back and forth outside the kiosk.
Xiao Fengqing was sitting on the top of the head. Several ice basins around him had melted. Looking at the heat waves outside the kiosk, he still sipped the wine in the glass bite by bite. His face was extremely white, and drinking a few more cups was already flushed with cheeks, and he looked even more wicked.
An official glanced at him and saw that there was no trace of sweat on his body, and he couldn't help feeling jealous and strange. Xiao Fengqing was content with himself, and when he was drinking, he laughed with the beautiful Gong E next to him. Gong E was shy and timid. He could only see him with bright eyes, giggling, crisp and sweet. Several older courtiers looked at each other.
"King Rui! Please take care of yourself!" Master Zhou, the college's superintendent, couldn't help but reprimand: "Wait for the envoy of Qi State to come, whether King Rui converges a bit, after all, it is a matter of state."
Xiao Fengqing glanced at him with a lazy eye, and raised his glass with a smile: "Why is Mr. Zhou so nervous? He just came from the ambassador group. When the commander came to report, it would not be too late for the king to reshape his face. "
Master Zhou saw that his tone was sloppy, and his beard that was so angry was sulking: "Destroy the country!"
Xiao Fengqing looked at the clear drink in the cup and drank his head with a sip: "Mr. Zhou has expressed fierce words a few days ago, talking about palace ladies, isn't this more corrupting the country?"
"You ... you ..." Listening to the mention of this by Master Zhou, it seemed as if he had been stepped on. "Chen is loyal to the Emperor. How can you be like the King of Kings, and you bring evil into the harem!" ... "
He yelled, Xiao Fengqing looked at him coldly, and his murderous glances passed by: "Who is Mr. Zhou's ambition?"

Yesterday Bing saw a piece of poetry with a heart-shaped scent, and liked it very much, so he picked up a section and shared it with everyone. The heart-shaped fragrant piece of Yuhuan's words was made from Fan Shihu's "Lulu".
Jiang Jie's "A Cut of Plum":
A spring sorrow was waiting for the wine to pour, the boat on the river swayed, and the curtain upstairs. Qiu Niangdu and Tai Niang Bridge, the wind is fluttering, the rain is dashing. Whenever he returned home, he washed the guest robes. Streamers easily throw people, red cherry, green banana