Chapter 660: There are splendid and magnificent mountains and beautiful women

The monks in Zhen'an Temple are all from Xiao Yi, so it doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter if Jin Xiuye ​​fails to kidnap a hostage.
He has the support of civil and military officials!
He specially ordered Song and his colleagues to bring more top players over, and everyone from every household can always fight against Xiao Yi's guards, right?
He was full of expectation and looked at Song Ding with eager eyes.
He waited a long time.
But the group of officials stood motionless like cypress trees, watching their noses and noses, only if they didn't see the hints in his eyes.
Chu Huainan's excitement gradually sank.
His voice trembled: "You...repent it?"
Baiguan is silent.
Chu Huainan clenched his fists.
He finally got angry and snarled and asked: "In the palace that day, what did you tell me?! You kneeled on the ground with your nose and tears, and you scolded Xiao Yi as a prosecutor and thief. The following crimes were unforgivable! "
He rushed to Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites and grabbed his shirt fiercely: "Aiqing, you once said that you want to throw warm blood, liver and brain for me, where is your blood, where is your liver and brain?!"
The Shangshu of the Ministry of Etiquette was only afraid to speak up.
If he surrenders the blood and liver, he will die, he is not stupid!
Chu Huainan let go of him, and then walked over to grasp Dr. Admonisher’s hair bun, with a hideous face: "Aiqing, you said you want to scatter the family wealth and recruit soldiers and horses for me. What about your scattered family wealth, the soldiers and horses you recruited? What?!"
The doctor of Admonition was horrified and said tremblingly: "The emperor, it is really the fault of my wife. When she heard that the minister wanted to be loyal to the emperor, she called the minister a stupid, saying that there was no future with you. She put all the minister's concubine and children together. I brought it back to my natal family. Where can the ministers dare to disperse the wealth? As the saying goes, "Simultaneous self-cultivation of the family governs the country and the world". Before this, we must have the same family?"
Chu Huainan's chest was swollen and painful, and he almost spurted blood.
He clutched his chest, turned to Song Xiang with no expression, and paused every word: "Song Xiang, you were in the bedroom at the beginning, and said with vows that if you can't serve the country with your body and be loyal to me, you'd rather die with death. Then, Does it count?"
Prime Minister Song cast his eyes down and said nothing.
Chu Huainan's face was gloomy.
He was carrying the sword alone, looking very helpless and pitiful.
With red eyes, he scanned Zhang Qunchen's face: "It is said that on the eighth day of April, we will fight against Xiao Yi to the end. We have said that we will fight side by side and punish the treacherous ministers. Unexpectedly, it is just me today. The one-man show...what's the use of raising your trash?!"
The ministers lowered their heads and said nothing.
In the weird silence, Song Xiang's face was faint, and he suddenly said: "The emperor once told Weichen that Rou'er was assassinated by Xiao Yi. But why was Rou'er killed by you when he found out the news?"
Chu Huainan immediately denied: "That's not the case! I and Rou'er are married, how could I kill her?! It is Xiao Yi, Song Xiang, the murderer of Rou'er, it is Xiao Yi!"
At the end of the conversation, he seemed to increase the volume deliberately for fear that others would not believe him.
It seemed that as long as he was hoarse and hysterical, he would be able to get rid of his wife's crime.
Prime Minister Song's expression remained calm: "The emperor knows why Rou'er will be so desperate for you?"
Chu Huainan's right eye flushed, and he was silent.
Song Xiang's old face was haggard, and he talked: "Rou'er was born as a competitive little girl. She learns to walk faster than other girls, learns to read and write, and learns etiquette faster than other girls.
"But when the girl gets older, she gradually knows that she loves beauty. She is sensitive and stubborn but refuses to admit defeat, and her appearance is inferior to other girls. Gradually, she has a low self-esteem and even refuses to leave the palace.
"That year, Xiangfu held a birthday banquet. His Majesty was only twelve years old, and he was still a gentle young man. You went to Xiangfu to play and ran into Rou'er in the corner of the garden.
"You ask her, why don't you go to other lively places to play and joke with the little sisters. She held her handkerchief and lowered her head with low self-esteem. She didn't even dare to look at you. Under your comfort, she whispered. My inferiority complex and cowardice.
"At that time, you comforted her that the appearance of her daughter's family was not the most important thing. Moral behavior and talent were the criteria for judging her family.
"Since then, Rou'er has been studying hard and secretly determined not to marry you. To your majesty, you may not remember such trivial things back then. But to our Rou'er, you are her girl During the period, the most important noble person was the prince brother who was worthy of her life.
"You don't know how happy Rou'er was when she married you.
"Obviously you were just a waste prince at that time, obviously there was no wedding banquet, no dowry, no red makeup, but she was still happy! She simply packed up a small baggage, put on a brand new red skirt, braving the heavy snow of goose feathers, happy Going to your mansion happily."
Song Xianglao burst into tears.
He lifted his sleeves to wipe his tears, and stared at Chu Huainan through his crying turbid tears: "Your Majesty, the minister, Shu Wei, dare to ask you, how can you get the hands of a girl who loves you to the bone?"
The mountain breeze passed the temple, everything was silent.
Chu Huainan stood quietly, teardrops rolling down his cheeks.
He raised his hand to wipe tears, but wiped more and more.
The chapped lips moved unconsciously, and the tears penetrated into the lips along the corners of the mouth, salty and bitter.
Just like the short life of that girl.
Under the gaze of Baiguan, the young emperor, Jing Dan Commoner, panicked and frightened.
With a sound of "clam," the sword in his hand fell to the ground.
He leaned weakly against the edge of the altar, and after a few violent shoulder twitches, he suddenly covered his face and cried like a child who lost everything.
He lost.
In the end, he still lost.
Gentle and smooth.
"Song Rou... Song Rou..."
Chu Huainan whispered the name.
At this moment, he did not feel how sad it was to lose to Xiao Yi. He just realized that there would never be a girl again, standing behind him regardless of right or wrong, black and white, Make suggestions and run for him.
There will never be a girl willing to abandon the dignity of the daughter of Xiangfu, and bow down to others one after another, just to beg those people to give him a chance to make a comeback.
There will never be a girl again, no matter how deep the night is, she will light the palace lanterns in Kunning Palace, portray the most beautiful palace makeup, leaning in front of the palace door, waiting eagerly for her arrival...
The man howled.
He slowly squatted on the ground, digging deep into the dirty soil with his hands, and his tear-stained face looked around hurriedly, crying so hard that he regretted not being the first.
Nan Baoyi whispered: "There are magnificent landscapes and magnificent landscapes, beautiful women who are beautiful forever, and gold and riches that can rival the country. It is the most rare to know people."
Her eyes were red, and she suddenly looked over the altar.
The spring breeze is refreshing.
The courtiers leaning against the handrails, leather belt army boots, red clothes are deep and gorgeous, metallographic jade quality, and handsome eyebrows.
Her eyes met, and she responded with a sweet smile.
"Laughs like a silly roe deer..."
Xiao Yi whispered disgust, but his thin lips were quietly stained with warmth.
It's up here.
When returning to the palace, Chu Huainan was imprisoned in a dark carriage, and Baiguan's mood was a little heavier, so even the speed of the convoy slowed down a lot.
When the convoy reached the city well in Shengjing, people suddenly swarmed out and blocked the way.
In the restaurant facing the street, Nanjing leaned against the window.
Sure enough, as Nan Yan expected, Chu Huainan lost to Xiao Yi.
Next, it's up to them.
He took a sip of wine and enjoyed the next good show with great interest.