Chapter 114: Shocked the Beauty (4)

The two looked silent. Yami came in, saw the two silently, and smiled: "What's wrong?"
Yuxi sighed: "Nothing."
She looked at Nie Wushuang: "Although my father is no longer in the court, but there are many students, the things that had asked him before have also come into existence. The source of the rumors did not start from the Minjiang River, but first came from Beijing. . I have asked my father to punish some of the fiercest ones, and I believe that soon, the rumors will slowly calm down. "
Nie Wushuang frowned. "You can't stop it if you want to block it, but I don't understand why it started from the Minjiang side." If the anger is angry, it should be spreading the rumors from the Minjiang side. But why did it begin to spread from irrelevant capitals thousands of miles away?
"This is of course someone deliberately spreading rumors, wanting the emperor to waste you under pressure." Yuchao Meiyu wrinkled deeply: "Who the did you offend? You want to kill you like this?"
Nie Wushuang said with a smile: "Who else besides him? The husband and wife of Sanzai, kill everything. Who can be more cruel than him?"
Jade and Yimei were surprised. Both looked at Nie Wushuang with a stubborn expression, and showed deep sympathy in their eyes. Nie Wushuang don't look away. She doesn't need sympathy and compassion, because everything has just begun ...
Nie Wushuang held Xia Lan's hand and walked slowly towards Yuanxiu Palace. All the way through the scorching sun, but her heart is like ice and snow, her guess is ultimately a guess, even if she knows that her guess is right, but still has hesitation in the deepest part of her heart, hesitating whether she was wrong. But the seal of others did not tolerate her disbelief.
Xia Lan saw her silent, knowing that she was in a bad mood, and only picked up a quiet and quiet path to return to the palace. A group of three people walked to a secluded garden. Suddenly, there was a pink long dress behind the flower tree, and the corner of the long skirt was hooked by the horizontal branches. There was a faint voice.
Wu Qiu looked at it and turned to Nie Wushuang softly: "Nie beauty, let's go around."
Nie Wushuang knows that people in the palace generally do not easily provoke right and wrong, and when they hear what they should not hear, they say things that should not be said, but they lose their heads.
She nodded, turning to quietly leave, and suddenly a very light and pleasant voice came: "What is the princess saying these words?"
Nie Wushuang stopped suddenly, his blood seemed to freeze, and he could no longer move.
The tender female voice cried: "What do you say I do? I want to go home, I don't want to stay here! You go and say to your father, say ..."
"Princess!" The sweet voice was severe and impatient: "Does the princess know what she is talking about?"
"Of course I know, I like you! I was going to marry you!" The female voice became excited, and the figure behind the bushes moved slightly, "fluttering" and someone fell to the ground.
"The princess's own weight!" The sweet voice was already frosty, and the words were stabbing to the heart: "If the princess wants to be ashamed, go and lose it, and Weichen will retreat!"
"Qinghong! Qinghong! ..." The bushes moved, and then a handsome figure was taken out, and behind him was a beautiful woman in a pink neon dress.
Nie Wushuang stood in place, watching without blinking, while Xia Lan and Wu Qiu were overwhelmed by the embarrassment.
The pink neon beauty held the man's sleeve and begged: "Qinghong, do you really have any pity on me? ..."
Gu Qinghongjun's face sank and he was about to get angry. When he turned around, he saw Nie Wushuang standing still not far away. All the sound between heaven and earth seemed to fade away. He stared at her, the beautiful woman in the palace dress in front of her overlapped with the gentle face in her memory.
...
"This son, surnamed Nie, has a unique girlfriend name, I don't know the son's surname?"
"Gu Gongzi, is it OK for a little girl to buy you a pair of spring peach trees?"
"Qinghong, here and now, three days later, beside the bridge outside the temple, you can see or leave. You must not come ..."
"Qinghong ..."
...
"Qinghong!-" Someone called him. Gu Qinghong turned back abruptly, but the tears of Qi Princess Qi Yan's shame and hate: "Who is she, why do you see her in God?"
Nie Wushuang remained motionless, only faintly looking at Gu Qinghong and the beauty he called the "Princess" in front of him. It turned out that the rumors were true. The seven princesses devoted themselves to the youngest and most promising adult in the country, Qi Qinghong.
Nie Wushuang slowly turned back, held Xia Lan's hand, and heard his voice: "Let's go, go to the palace!"
It turned out that she could be so calm, not as calm as herself.
"Wait!" His voice came from behind, but Nie Wushuang didn't want to stop. The scene just now was too dirty and dirty her eyes.
In front of her eyes, a figure had blocked her way. Xia Lan couldn't help but stand in front of Nie Wushuang: "This lord, the slaves did not see it just now. Our mother and daughter are going back to the palace. Please let it go! Otherwise, everyone will not look good!"
Gu Qinghong's face tightened a little, and his eyes crossed Xia Lan, watching Nie Wushuang: "Wushuang, I ... I have something to tell you."
Nie Wushuang laughed, and her beautiful eyes flowed, like the sparkling light in the sky, charmingly unopenable: "What does the Lord Xianguo want to say? Today, what else does the Lord Xianguo want to warn Wushuang? ? "
She turned back and looked at the flushed Seven Princess Qi Yan, smiling softer and softer: "This is the Seven Princess, it really is the beauty of the country. The princess is assured that the emperor treats the concubines in the palace very tenderly, not as care You do n’t have to worry about the difference between countries. "
The seventh princess Qi Yan heard her say this, knowing that she had heard what she said just now, her feet were limped, and she ran away with shame.
Nie Wushuang watched her unlucky figure disappear, and then slowly withdrew the smile on her face. She waved her hand and motioned Xia Lan and Qiu Qiu to retreat. There was silence all around, just after noon, the sky was dazzling, and she lowered her eyes, only to feel a red light at her eyes, just like the sky that day, even going back to that cold spring night, and the masses on the ground were too thick. The blood stains that had spread were at her feet ...
What could she and him say? Even if they are opposite, what can be said.
"You ..." Gu Qinghong took a deep breath: "You must hate me very much."
Nie Wushuang smiled faintly, her smile drifting, like the clouds in the sky, beautiful but elusive. Gu Qinghong suddenly felt that she was poor. When she put away her hate, she could smile so lightly that he was desolate.
"If Gu Xiangguo has nothing else, this palace will say goodbye." Nie Wushuang slowly saluted him. Every move, manners.
"You ..." He stepped forward, as if to catch her placket, but she had already left like a cloud.
"Master Xiangguo, take good care of her!" Her voice was soft and charming, and reminded him of the past, with a slight warmth in her heart, what she was about to say. Her next sentence fluttered in the wind: "Be sure to live to see the day when Nie Wushuang avenged me."
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Three days later, some people in the DPRK entered the flood. This year, the Minjiang River flooded, and the people of Li people along the river were heartbroken. There were many suspicions. Why not invite the respected Donglin Temple abbots to enter Beijing to preach Buddhism and benefit the people. The emperor took it for granted, and issued a decree, asking Master Sogo of the Donglin Temple to lead a hundred monks into Beijing.
The abbot of Donglin Temple did not easily enter Beijing. When he entered Beijing, it was a big event. Officials accompanied him along the way. Two days later, the monks of Donglin Temple came to Beijing to open an altar to talk about the Buddha, and for three days.
For a while, the crowd was rushing, and its excitement was spectacular. The rumors that the so-called heavens and rivers are gradually disappeared by the emperor's daughter. Xiao Fengzheng also issued an order to reduce his salary, and this act of benevolence became more popular. Everyone thinks that Xiao Fengyi has loved the people like a child and diligently and sincerely since his pro-government. Naturally, such nonsense rumors do not believe it.
In the palace.
After listening to the report from the housekeeper, Gao Queen Mother closed her eyes and said lightly: "The family knows." Gao Xiangguop retired from the palace, frowning: "Now the emperor listens more to the Qingliu faction, and Weichen enters the hall several times , The emperor seemed to ignore ... the queen mother ... "
The empress Gao lowered her eyes and slowly turned the beads in her hand: "You also saw that the emperor today is not the emperor, he will not let Gao sit up. You must act with caution and not allow the emperor to seize it. handle."
Gao Xiangguo frowned: "Is it really impossible to imagine? This tax reduction will greatly weaken the revenue of the state treasury. And the emperor has also issued a ban on the rule that officials with more than three grades must not exceed 100 acres. This is not to make people No way out? "
The queen mother looked at him and sneered, "But it just makes you less greedy and buy less land. Can't you just sit still?"
Gao Xiangguo's old face turned red slightly, aside from the topic: "There are many concubines in the emperor's harem, but there are not many children. The roster that the queen mother took before ..."
The Queen Mother snorted coldly: "Let's say it, the biennial draft is not here yet. You are always calm and inadequate. This problem needs to be changed!"
Gao Xiangguo said, "It's not the minister's anxiety, but he can't look at the emperor's darling Yun Concubine. Yun Concubine's father is still the Ministry of Rites. He has been intimate with the Qingliu party, queen mother!"

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