Chapter 1466: 771 dial

The time in the pavilion seemed to stagnate for a moment, and only the screams of joy of the Double Eagles continued.
I don't know how long, a brisk footstep came from not far away, and soon I saw a long figure wearing a jersey walking towards this side.
The comer's steps stopped for a moment, and his surprise gaze turned to the gray eagles and white eagles hovering in mid-air. With a joy on his face, he said, "Little ash is here!"
Said, the young man trot forward, and a baby face smiled and smiled at the official language in the pavilion, Bai Baoquan, and asked, "Hou Ye, has your brother sent a letter?"
Fu Yunhe naturally knew about Xiao Yi's liking to use Xiaohui as a messenger.
Guan Yubai directly passed Xiao Yi's letter to Fu Yunhe. Fu Yunhe looked happy and glorious. He wanted to boast Xiao Xiaoyu several times, and thought of the business of his own trip, and replied:
"Hou Ye, the three cities around Xihe have already won!"
A few words spoke loudly.
"Okay." Guan Yubai only gave one word, but Fu Yunhe seemed to have won a huge compliment.
They all know that the Southern Army has taken a crucial step. It is like an elaborate glyph, and the manuscript has finally been drawn. This bureau is now in shape!
Xihe is a very important barrier in the south of Xiye. It crosses the southern three states of Xiye. As long as it breaks through the Xihe, they can go straight into the hinterland of Xiye and even attack the city of Xiye in one fell swoop ...
Thinking about it, Fu Yunhe is full of blood. Although he has not rested day and night, he is still energetic.
Fu Yunhe was quickly sent to rest, and the three of them were left in the pavilion. Guan Yubai looked at the messy chessboard on the chessboard and asked, "Sir, can you continue?"
Guan Yubai asked "may continue," not "Will another round?" Si stunned, realized the subtle difference, and then laughed, as opposed to Guan Yubai's four eyes.
It seems that Yubai is already in his heart, whether it is the game between the two of them or the game of Xi Ye ...
You sing me on the stage, both sides do their own thing, but only one side can expect the enemy to take the lead and defeat the enemy.
This is bound to be a battle to the death!
From the western Xinjiang to the western night, there are wind and dust. The sky is full of murderous yellow sand. In contrast, the golden autumn wind and the sunrays in the southern Xinjiang, and the fragrance of the chrysanthemum in the Bixiaotang are full of fragrance.
In the small study, a small white fat baby slept soundly on the beauty couch smelling the fragrance of flowers, and in his little fleshy hands he held a golden golden chrysanthemum tightly.
Nangong Yu and Xiao Yu both sat on the beauties' couches, their eyes could not help but be attracted by the little ones, but they stayed half-hearted to listen to Bai Hui's survey results in the past few days.
Sure enough, Zhu Xing confirmed that a woman with a non-Southern Xinjiang accent had heard about the news near Beiningju in the courtyard on that day. From the description of the woman, most likely, she was a maidservant who wore clothes. After that, Lona went to the courtyard several times and passed on the message to the third princess' maid ...
When Bai Hui was finished, the small study room was quiet. Nangong Yu carefully slaps Xiao Xiaoyu's quilt horns. His eyes flashed and he thought: Sure enough, the clothes came to Nanjiang, and he intended to use Xiaofang To control Xiao Yan's plot.
"My sister," Nangong Yan looked up at Xiao Yan and asked, "Why do you think the three princesses cooperated with furnishings?"
Xiao Xun understood that Nangong Xun was teaching himself, thinking as if he were learning, and after a moment, he answered, "The third princess is Kui Lang's wife ..."
After the words ended, she felt that it was more than that, and frowned: It should be said that the reason why the princess would find the third princess was because the third princess was Kui Lang's first wife, but the main question asked by the grandmother was "the third princess".
"My sister, although the third princess is the first wife of Kui Lang, but now Kui Lang is dead, and the third princess has no sons-in-law. Kui Lang ’s son-in-law who died in Baiyue also died in Baiyue ’s palace ... even if you The elder brother wins Baiyue 'Feng Zhi', and there is no benefit to the third princess. "Nangong Yu analyzed it slowly and guided Xiao Yu to think for himself.
Between words, the little guy on the beauty couch suddenly had a movement and suddenly caught the attention of the two. He saw that he closed his eyes and kicked in the quilt with agitation, and his right fist holding the chrysanthemum was loose. After a while, Nangong Yu took the opportunity to take out the chrysanthemum in his fist.
Looking at the golden chrysanthemum pinched by the little nephew, Xiao Min thoughtfully took the residual flower from Nangong Min.
A woman's bereavement is like a flower that leaves its branches and can no longer produce fruit ...
Today there is no connection between the three princesses and Baiyue. What about Baiyue and what is it with the three princesses? The three princesses who have lost their husbands and sons will never go to Baiyue alone. If they go, they will just be sheep and tigers and be slaughtered by others!
Nan Gongxi looked at Xiao Yan with a smile and thought, without rushing, drinking tea slowly.
At this moment in the afternoon, a breeze with a chrysanthemum blowing outside the window was blowing flowers and trees in the yard, the leaves were swaying and rustling.
Suddenly, Xiao Min shook himself, looked up abruptly, and blurted out: "Benefits ... big sisters, are benefits!"
Promote the cooperation between the three princesses and furnishings, which definitely has the benefit of promotion.
Nangong Yan raised his eyebrow slightly, and smiled deeper. He didn't speak, but just encouraged Xiao Yan to continue speaking with his eyes.
Xiao Yan turned the golden chrysanthemum in his hand, his eyes flashed.
Interest is nothing more than wealth, status, rights, fame ... even beauty.
But what can move the three princesses?
Xiao Xuan frowned slightly, looked at Nan Gongxuan and asked indefinitely, "Dairy ... Is Baiyue willing to cut the land?"
Cutting the land is a huge benefit, and it can expand the territory of Dayu. This is probably the interest that even the emperor must be tempted.
Nangong shook his head, and could not help thinking of the fact that Kui Lang and Nuhar had clamored for Xiao Yi, and there was a bit of patience on his face. However, Xiao Min could think of the land cut already good ...
Nan Gongxi put down the celadon tea cup in her hand, and said, "Sister Xi, only the landlord can cut the land, this is not the idea and permissible benefit of dressing." The dressing is just the Saint Baiyue After all, it is not the prince who can take power.
This must be a huge benefit that the three princesses cannot refuse and are willing to risk.
Nangong narrowed his eyes, and then said, "Sister, if I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid that Ku Lang has a son in the capital ..."
After hearing the words, Xiao Yan's eyes brightened, and he eagerly nodded: "Da'er, this must be the case!"
Only in this way can we explain the purpose of the cooperation between the three princesses and the furnishings.
As long as Kui Lang has a son-in-law, then the three princesses who are Kui Lang's first wife is a legitimate aunt, and she has Dayu as a patron, and it will be logical for her to become the empress of Baiyue in the future.
That child should have been born to the Queen of Queens, so the child must be young. Once the third princess becomes the Emperor of Baiyue, it is impossible to listen to politics!
In this way, the three princesses will not only become Dayu's abandoned son, but also a queen mother of power.
For the three princesses who have already fallen to the bottom of the valley, this is a chance to turn around, a chance to skyrocket.
This benefit is not only enough to make San Gong initiative, but also enough to make her crazy.
Thinking, Xiao Yan's eyes were shining brightly, and he looked respectfully at Nangong Yan. He can infer so much without going out of the house. Sure enough, he is far behind!
Nangong Yan half-eyed eyes, holding up the tea cup again, watching the tea leaves floating in the tea cup, she thought more than Xiao Yan ...
In the capital of the capital, Kui Lang was a Dayu horse. According to the Dayu system, the horse could not be accepted unless the horse was forty, so where did the son of Kuilang come from?
Moreover, the three princesses knew that the death of Kui Lang had been going on for some days, but acted without any rules until the dress came. Is this able to show that the three princesses did not know that Kui Lang had a child, that is to say, the origin of this child is never very bright ...
Kui Lang is not a lascivious person. With his personality and the status of the three princesses and horses, he can be supported by Dayu. He must not be so short-sighted. At this time, an illegitimate child is produced. Unless this can Bring greater benefits.
Interest?
This question is really interesting.
Nangong twitched his lips slightly, tapped a sip of hot tea, and said, "Bai Hui, let Zhu Xing sort out the biography of Kui Lang."
From time to time, the capital of Wangdu will receive the biography of Wangdu ’s flying pigeons. When Xiao Yi was in Bixiaotang, she would pick something interesting to talk to her, so she knew a little about the situation of Wangdu. But more fragmented ...
"Yes, Princess Shi." Bai Hui led away.
She went out with her front foot in, and came in with her hindfoot, and said embarrassingly, "Sir concubine, everything for tomorrow is ready."
Tomorrow, Nangong Nang and Xiao Xun will go to the Great Buddha Temple to give alms, dress and congee, and pray for the soldiers of the Southern Expedition.
Nangong snorted and looked down at Xiao Yu, who didn't know what year he was sleeping.
Will he take him tomorrow?
With him, she was worried that the Big Buddha would be troublesome tomorrow and could not care about him; but if he did not take him, it would mean that he would not be able to see him for a long time. Just thinking about it that way, Nangong Yu was a little bit reluctant ...
The little guy seemed to know that he was about to be abandoned by his mother, and his body squirmed a little, then raised his little meat fist and rubbed his eyes, while making a "groan" moaning sound, he opened it as big as a little paint. Eyes, black and white eyeballs glanced around in a hurry, quickly glanced over Xiao Yan, Nangong Yan and Tong Er, there seemed to be a bit of disappointment, shouting: "Daddy ... Daddy ..."
Nangong Ai hurriedly took the little guy out of the bed, patted his back gently and said, "Yu brother, mother is here."
The little guy called for a long time, but the person who would take him "flying" didn't show up. He felt as if he had been abandoned, his heart was extremely wronged, his eyes became wet like a deer, and he looked at his mother pitifully. .
Nangong Ai was soft in his heart, and felt a little funny.
Although Ai usually hates Yu brother, he often plays with him and plays various tricks. In this large Bixiao Hall, only Ai will go to the world, go to the house to expose the roof, and take Yu brother to chase the cat. He will throw Yu brother into the air and fly the rattan ball. Play eighteen tricks ...
Xiao Xiaoyu is really fun, besides eating, drinking, and sleeping, I just remember to play.
These days my dad has disappeared, and the more I play, the more boring I am. When I think of it, I look for my dad everywhere.
The little guy looked around for a while, but still couldn't find anyone. He raised his right fist and used to want to include his own fingers. When he saw this, Xiao Xuan hurriedly took his hand and held his little meat hand. Now, Fen Run's little mouth froze, her eyes filled with teardrops ...
Seeing that the little nephew was about to cry, Xiao Ling flashed, and the golden chrysanthemum in his hand was again in his hand.
Xiao Xiaoyu was immediately attracted attention, staring at the golden chrysanthemum, suddenly remembered.
Yes, this is his flower!
"Yeah!" He waved the residual flower in his hand and grinned again.
Xiao Xuan sighed secretly, but then his expression became subtle again, and asked, "Dar, Yu brother, can he only say that word?" With that, Xiao Xuan couldn't help but stretch out an index finger Xiao Xiaoyu poked a little in the vortex at the corner of his mouth, and muttered in his heart: It is obvious that Dasao spends more time with Yu Geer, how did Yu Geer learn to say "daddy" first!
After the words were over, Xiao Min felt the atmosphere in the room was a little weird.
Nangong Nian and Nian Er looked at each other with a weird smile on the corners of their mouths. Nian Er could not help but said, "Big girl, yesterday, Xiao Shisun learned another word."
Ever since the day of the grandfather's departure, Xiao Xiaoyu learned to call his father. After that, the entire Bixiao Hall shook. Everyone praised the younger generation of Sun Conghui. Learned to say mother, and didn't learn to say anything else until last night ...
Xiao Yan raised his brow and was about to ask, but when she heard a familiar "meow" sound, she looked up and saw a furry orange head protruding half a small head out of the window. Tangerine.
As soon as Xiao Ju saw that Xiao Yu was also in the room, he turned around and wanted to slip away, but was stopped by Xiao Yan:
"Little orange ..."
"Meow!"
The two sounds just overlapped. Xiao Xun looked at what he thought, and looked down at the little guy in Nangong's arms, as if verifying her idea. The little guy waved the chrysanthemum in front of the cat Xiao Ju. Milky yelled again and again: "Meow!"
Xiao Yan was dumbfounded. It turns out that Xiao Xiaoyu's second word turned out to be this ...
Xiao Xun was just a flash, and Xiao Ju hesitating at the window ran away without a trace. Poor Xiao Xiao Yu watched Xiao Tang run away, aggrieved and flattened his mouth, nestled in his mother's softness. His chest was pacing up and down, and the cute and pitiful looks made Nangong 玥 and Xiao 霏 xin both turn into water.
The clever gurgling hurriedly turned the rattle to coax Xiao Shisun, and the regular drum sound soon changed the mood of the little guy from Yin to Qing, grinning.
"Giggle ..."
This day passed by Xiao Xiaoyu's crisp laughter again ...
Early the next morning, a team of horses and horses drove out of the East Street gate, heading for the Dafo Temple outside the city.
The fifth day of October is the Dharma Christmas. The ancestor of Dharma is the first ancestor of the Central Plains Zen. It is respected as the "first ancestor of the Eastern Land." Therefore, there are more pilgrims visiting the Great Buddha Temple than usual. They were all moving heads, and the temple was full of cigarettes, solemn.
After waiting for the carriage, Nangong Su suddenly found that most of today's pilgrims seemed to be young men, and raised his eyebrows in doubt.
Xiao Yan said with a smile: "Dasao, do you know the story of the Dharma ancestor Yiwei crossing the river? Every year at Dharma Christmas, the monks at the Great Buddha Temple will give pilgrims 989 reed rods ..."
When Xiao Yan said that, Nangong Yan already understood.
When the reed grows, it grows into trees, with the same sound as "Lianke", implying that the imperial examination "Liankeke", so there are so many young people running to make auspicious.
At this time, Xiao Shami, a welcoming guest, came forward to salute and led them to the temple gate.
When we reached the temple gate, the monk with the reed had the last one in his hand. When Xiao Xiaoyu saw it, he learned to reach out and grab it ...
The monk sent the pen-shaped reed rod to the little fellow, and said with amusement: "I wish the little donor will continue to branch off in the future."
Xiao Zheng shook his head and said solemnly: "Ye brother, you don't need to test for the first prize ..." Zhennan Wangfu is a hereditary prince. His nephew is born and noble. Where is the imperial examination?
Xiao Xiaoyu couldn't understand her aunt's teachings, only felt that she had a new toy, and grinned happily.
That bright smile made Xiao Yan unable to say anything ...
Several people went into the temple under the leadership of Xiao Shami, and those maidservants and mother-in-laws started preparing for alms outside the temple.
There was a solemn atmosphere in the temple, and the sound of Buddhist chanting was echoed in the air.
Nangong asked them to worship the Buddha in the Temple of the King, and donated sesame oil. By the time they came out of the temple, they had passed the time.
At a glance, she saw that it was not far ahead. Several pilgrims were walking in the direction of the Temple of Heaven. The headed woman looked familiar.
It was a mid-aged woman in her early forties who was slightly plump. She wore a tadpole pomegranate flower and a silk tassel, her hair was neatly combed into a round tassel, and an eight jewel bead flying into the tadpole. Luxurious.
The other party also recognized Nangong Yan, his steps were slow, and his face was a bit stiff, but then he stepped forward casually, saluting himself, and then said, "Sir concubine, I just saw someone giving something outside the temple. It turned out to be Seiko Concubine and Xiao Xiao. The two are really kind and shameless. "The five or six girls and women behind her also bowed respectfully.
Nan Gonghan smiled and said, "Mrs. Yan has won a prize. Today's giving is to pray for the soldiers who have traveled abroad in southern Xinjiang."
While talking, Nangong Yan glanced casually at Mrs. Yan, and her eyes paused for a moment on the woman on the right hand of Mrs. Yan, wearing a rust-colored embroidered six-ball flower dumpling and wearing a red gold bead. The other party looked differently dressed like ordinary cymbals, but seemed to be more respectful and humble than the others.
The thoughts just passed by, and Nangong Yan didn't care too much.
Mrs. Yan froze, then held Paz to cover her mouth and smiled, "It's a coincidence that Concubine Shi. I came here today to pray for the elder brother Jun Zi, who was on the expedition ..." She said, deliberately to the right The woman wearing a rust-colored mule glanced, "Jun's aunt is still planning to stay in the temple and pray for her."
Mrs. Yan looked at the woman with a touch of contempt. Shi Zifei doesn't give her face, she doesn't dare to do anything, and she can't intervene in Yan Xijun's future, but auntie is allowed to rub it in her hands, and she is justified!
The woman responded in a sincere and blessed voice: "It is the wife who deserves slavery."
"It's a blessing to be able to share the worries of my wife and pray for my third brother." A 13-year-old Cui Yi the left hand of Mrs. Yan was also nodding.
I heard that Auntie Sun was Yan Xijun's auntie. Nangong Xiong looked at her more. The other person looked less than forty. She had fair skin and beautiful appearance. You can imagine that when she was young, she must have a beautiful appearance, but she had bowed for many years. Her temperament seemed a bit sloppy.
Naturally, as Nangong Yan, she would not greet with an aunt, she said gently: "Since Madam Yan is here to pray, please do it yourself." She casually sent Madam Yan.
"The body will not disturb the concubine and the girl Xiao." Madam Yan blessed herself again, and walked up with the help of the girl in the clothes of the Crow and the crowd.
Nangong Lai and Xiao Lai took Xiao Xiaoyu back again and walked towards the gate of Dafo Temple.
As the child walked, he couldn't help but glance in the direction of Mrs. Yan's departure, then sighed in a low voice: "Second concubine, slaves have long heard that Yan's uncle's wife is very strict in controlling the room ... really It ’s better to meet!

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