Chapter 110: Heaven is doomed

In the midsummer, Jinwu hangs in the middle of the sky, exuding a burning spirit.
The lush green in the imperial garden also revealed weakness, and the colorless gas rose from the ground, distorting everything around it.
The cicada's humming was a bit harsh, and there was a hint of weakness in the noise, as if it was the last song of midsummer.
A light sweat permeated from the bright and clean forehead of Nangong's daughter, but she still meticulously dressed the complicated palace, and followed four palaces on the road of the Royal Garden.
Passing through the Royal Garden is the former site of Fengzao Palace, which is also the Palace of the Unknown who is currently living in temporarily.
Since Nangong Jingnv moved back to the palace, the two sisters haven't seen each other for a few days.
Recently, the nun of Nangong heard that Lu Zhongxing, an imperial guard, set up a private house outside Luoma Mansion, and raised a few magpies in it.
At the same time of relief, Nangong's niece fell into a new round of worries: she was an unloved niece, and this incident passed to her ears, presumably the father and the emperor knew it was only a matter of time.
She wanted to have a breath with Nangong Jingnv, and asked her sister to help the staff one or two: On the day of "the east window incident", what should she do or how to pick herself up cleanly.
Nangong's sister-in-law wanted to be so enchanted that she didn't find anyone standing in front of her, but Gong's voice pulled her back— "See the concubine."
Nangong's concubine stopped, and it was the newly raised concubine who stood outside her five steps. She was already the first concubine of the harem.
Unlike the grandeur of Nangong's granddaughter, Giya wears a simple, plain plain grassland short, loose neckline, revealing a refreshing energy.
A glimmer of surprise flashed in Nangong's maid's eyes, and soon she let go: "See Concubine."
Giya walked over with a smile, and naturally took the hand of Nangong's maid: "Coincidentally."
Nangong's maidservant nodded, and Ji Ya glanced back: "I walk away with Princess Zhuohua, no need to wait."
Miyazaki retreated, saying that this scene had long been strange.
His Royal Highness Yu Zhuohua had a personal relationship with her, even the people in the palace knew it.
Giya pulled Nangong's maid to the direction of her palace, and asked, "This hot day, how did you get into the palace?"
Nangong's sister-in-law: "I haven't seen my younger sister for a few days. I wanted to visit it. If my mother is fine, can you let me go first?"
Ji Ya glanced up and said with a smile: "You're here now, it's no coincidence, Princess Wu is not here."
Nangong's sister-in-law's eyebrows frowned slightly, and Jiya pulled her on her hand and continued to move forward: "You come to my palace first, and I have something to tell you."
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Giya's words are true, and the Nangong Jingnu is not in the Palace of the Ming at this time. In this summer and summer, only one place in the entire palace looks cool.
In the study room of the side hall of Ganquan Palace, neat rows of bookshelves are lined with several large copper tripods, each of which is covered with cold water droplets, and converges into a tray below.
A large amount of ice was placed in the copper tripod, and the top trough was burning with ambergris.
Looking at the entire palace, there is only one person who can have such treatment-Nangongrang.
However, Nangong Jean was not in the study, sitting behind the imperial case covered with bright yellow silk.
She was concentrating on what she was writing at her desk, and her wide-sleeved sleeves rolled up slightly, exposing a section of her arms.
Pauses or pauses, and after a while thinking about it, you can continue to write.
It has been more than half a year since the imperial third son Nangong looked away from the Beijing disaster relief, and Nangong Jingnu's desk case was surrounded by a memorial, and a copy spread out in front of her was still very new.
The above Zhu criticism has already responded to dozens of words, and it continues to increase.
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The guard in front of the imperial guard walked in a hurry with a tray in his hands, on which were placed the memorials presented to the adults today.
When he came to the Royal Garden, Lu Zhongxing suddenly widened his eyes. He saw a familiar figure ... No, in fact, it should be two.
When he secretly walked an arc, he saw the other half of the body hiding behind the rockery.
The short-spoken concubine Jiya propped her hands on the rockery, and the other leaned on the rockery, and seemed to be "imprisoned" by the concubine mother-in-law.
That half of the dress corner is magenta, the style of a woman's palace ...
Ji Ya from the grassland, like Qi Yan, has five senses different from ordinary people.
As soon as Lu Zhongxing stepped into the vicinity of her, she noticed it, but she pretended to look at Nangong's maid with a smile, and the other person's angry look was really interesting.
Nangong's sister-in-law just wanted to say something, but Jiya covered her mouth and whispered in her ear: "Stand here, don't move, someone is coming!"
Nangong's sister-in-law was terrified, but Jiya's eyes were not panic. She pulled Nangong's sister-in-law to hide her figure completely behind the rockery.
Giya yelled, "Who !?"
"Dangdang", the tray in Lu Zhongxing's hand fell, and before he could lean over to pick it up, Ji Ya had already appeared in front of him.
"Who am I? It turned out to be Lord Guard Lu." Jiya deliberately said Lu Zhongxing's official position, and the Nangong maid hiding behind the rockery was breathing hard.
Lu Zhongxing hurried to the ground, respectfully please Andao: "Chen Lu Zhongxing, please see the concubine."
Giya sneered: "If I remember correctly, this foreign gardener cannot enter."
Lu Zhongxing accompanied the laughter: "My mother-in-law didn't know something. There were a few new disaster relief coupons in the early Chao Dynasty. After seeing it, Her Royal Highness chose an urgent request, please read it. After being approved by Zhu, I will send it back today ... so the courage left A short way. "
Giya took a closer look, didn't she have several seals? One of them was spreading out, and he wrote a large article freely. The written comments of Zhong Shuling and Nangong Da had been left on it.
Ji Ya leaned over to pick up the memorial for Lu Zhongxing, and looked back generously in his presence before returning it: "As a guard in front of the imperial peep, he also watched the concubine, and also the concubine of the harem. What sin should it be? "
Lu Zhongxing's expression was a bit sloppy. He had never seen such a black-and-white woman upside down, but still knelt down on one knee: "Please raise your noble concubine!"
Ji Ya simply crouched in front of Lu Zhongxing, still smiling, but shook every piece of the memorial so badly that he held it in front of Lu Zhongxing.
Lu Zhongxing hurriedly looked away, and Ji Ya's calm voice came: "Yeah, accidentally seeing a piece of music is an accident, maybe it makes sense, after seeing so many ... What can I do?"
Lu Zhongxing's cold sweats flowed down: "What's the intention of the mother?"
Ji Ya pinched the scallion's scallion fingers and loosened it, and the chanting spread to the ground again. She clapped her hands as if nothing had happened before, and smiled easily: "Nothing, Master Lu, please."
Lu Zhongxing lowered his head and closed the scattered memorials carefully, placed them on the tray in different categories, and lifted the tray without leaving the head.
Giya: "Come out and go."
Nangong's maid came out from behind the rockery, shaking her wrinkled clothes.
Giya: "I helped you to stop your ravaged horse, did you owe me another favor?"
There was a trace of discomfort in Nangong's sister-in-law's eyes, and Xiu Mei frowned slightly: "If it wasn't for the concubine ... this palace wouldn't need to hide from him."
Jiya: "Isn't there something for you Wei people called 'Qingzheziqing'? I haven't done anything with you, and what have I done?"
Nangong's sister-in-law: "You and I are all women, what if even Lord Lu saw it? This palace is nothing more than the princeess of the concubine."
Giya suddenly laughed, and Nangong's maid looked at her strangely. When she smiled, she asked, "What's the maiden laughing?"
Giya naturally held Nangong's sister-in-law's arm again and put it in her ear and said, "You have read a lot of books on your own, but I don't even know about this strange woman, I don't know? How do you know that two women can't have anything, you tried? "
...
Jingjia ten years, September.
The south has already ushered in the rainy season, and heavy rains in the north are coming.
The artisans led by Nangong Wang and the artisans hired and hired on the spot were busy personally turning over, and finally repaired the river that had been destroyed the previous year before the storm came.
Just wait for another ten days and a half months and wait for the first rain to drop. The drainage of rivers and cities in various places can be checked. After that, they will be consolidated and adjusted, and they can return to Beijing.
In the past six months, Nangongwang's "harvest" has been very rich. Thanks to Qi Yan, his confidant, and the Ministry of Industry, he can safely walk around the state capitals and meet people who want to draw in.
Nangong Wang Zhizhiyan became more and more satisfied. Not only did he have a superb mental control over the human heart, but he was also a leader in ability. Nowadays, the craftsmen and officials up and down are not dissatisfied with him!
Sure enough, as Qi Yan expected, when he asked the court for money for the third time, Nangongda only delivered him some supplies, so Nangongwang generously hosted banquets in various prefectures and festivals. The ambassador and the garrison will ask them to have money and money, and forcefully ...
With the support of local troops, a large sum of salaries for hired artisans was saved, and disaster relief matters were handled quickly and beautifully.
What is most satisfying for Nangong Wang is that Qi Yan performed very well this time. After she came up with an idea, she silently stood behind Nangong Wang and fully supported him. All the banquets were not attended at one time.
This reassures Nangong Wang. After all, who wants to put his own pigtails in the hands of the staff?
After more than half a year's busy life, Qi Yan had a black color.
Half a year ago, she was Wen Runyu's moshang son, the princess' horse of "two yuan and one flower".
Today, she has become a practical decision maker in the disaster relief operation. She appeared on the construction site almost every day before dawn, and used meals and meals with craftsmen. Each drawing of the Ministry of Work was finalized by her.
The team waited another fifteen days. With a thunderous thunder, the first autumn rain of the North Kingdom came.
The heavens are beautiful, and the heavy rains lasted a whole day and night. The river skyrocketed, which is a good time to check out Cao Gong.
The rain stopped, and everyone walked out of their rooms and came to the street. The city walls are still solid, and the slab pavement on the street is rarely flooded. The artisans walked towards the moat with excitement. There was no trace of overflow.
Someone shouted, "It's done!"
The crowd burst into cheers, and even the face of Qi Yan, which had been tanned in wheat, burst into a rare smile.
I don't know who put up a party box, opened it in front of Qi Yan, and inside it was a bundle of firecrackers, red and bright.
The other handed Qi Yan, who had already prepared the incense, "Master, it's done! Come on, please."
Another craftsman took out the firecrackers and tied them up on a bamboo pole. Qi Yan smiled and ignited the primer. The craftsmen smiled proudly and raised the bamboo pole to the moat. A loud blasting sound, red The shreds of paper, like a leafy boat, fell to the river and drifted away with the water.
A few days later, good news came from all over: All Cao Gong in the affected counties and counties withstood the baptism of the torrential rain!
This is a very rare thing and does not require any subsequent repairs. Such a huge project has been completed at once!
The name of the servant minister Qi Yan is deeply imprinted in the hearts of every craftsman ...
Nangong was in a good mood. He bought hundreds of pigs and sheep from his own pocket, the local rice dumplings, and the cook arrived spontaneously, setting up a large stove with a scent of meat.
It can be said that all the officials who came to the disaster this time lost a lot of weight, and the oil and water in the five internal organs temple that had eaten the coarse grains and wild vegetables for a few months were empty.
Especially Qi Yan, when she came, her clothes were all loose and ...
After three days of carnival in various prefectures, Nangongwang again ascended the speech, and the artisans who ordered the hires took their pay and dispersed them ...
Ten years after Jingjia, the fifth day of October, the relief team set off for Beijing.
The team traveled to Jinju, and Nangongwang ordered to enter the palace for three days to rest.
At night, Qi Yan came to the main hall.
Qi Yan: "See His Highness."
Nangong looked at Qi Yan with both hands, grasped his arm affectionately, and pressed her to the chair: "The hero of this palace, come to the seat!"
Qi Yan smiled and accepted it.
Nangong Wang: "Why is my brother-in-law visiting the office late at night?"
Qi Yan groaned and replied softly, "It's not an emergency, but it's an important matter for the minister."
Nangong Wang: "Oh? There is such a thing? Brother-in-law but said that anyway, this palace must help."
Qi Yan: "His Royal Highness also knows that Chen Jin was born in Jinzhou. He has not returned to worship his ancestors for many years. He wanted to do it when he came, but considering the circumstances at the time, there were a lot of problems.
The Wei Guo people pay the most attention to the filial piety of doing dramas. Qi Yan, as a Jinzhou student, would not only be criticized, but even cause some suspicions of sensitive people, if he was a Jinzhou student who did not worship the ancestral tomb.
Even if Qiyan Agula didn't know where Qi Yan's ancestor's grave was, but she knocked around to inquire that the Qi family of Jinzhou was the largest clan in the local area, and the ancestral tomb was very easy to find.
Nangong looked embarrassed. He had always been known as Corporal Li Xian, and Qi Yan followed himself for such a long time and made great contributions. He actually forgot such important things.
Nangong Wang: "This matter must be done! Brother-in-law, you are now returning to your hometown, but also the matter of sacrificing ancestors to the ancestors of the emperor's relatives. Not only must it be done, but it must also be done! Three animals must be prepared and hosted by this palace."
Qi Yan stood up, raised her arms and saluted respectfully: "Thank Your Highness."
...
Due to the plague in the first year of Jingjia, the Qi people in Jinzhou died, and he also sent someone to the neighboring state government to invite all men with the last name Qi to support the scene for Qi Yan.
As soon as the people heard that they were sacrifices to the ancestors of the Minister of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, they were able to take part in the identity of their families, and all the people with the surname Qi came over with joy and joy.
Nangong asked someone to calculate the eclipse of Zodiac: Just five days later, he ordered to stay there.
I heard that it was the great hero Qi Master who wanted to sacrifice his ancestors. None of the accompanying officials and craftsmen objected. Some craftsmen volunteered to join the Qi clan to repair the temple.
On the day of the ancestor sacrifice, the sky was clear, Qi Yan took off his short fight, and replaced him with the crimson government house of the minister of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce.
This is nothing more than a play for Yen Yan, but an event that happened later made her reluctantly rejoice and tremble for years.
She is extremely grateful to Heaven, if she did not come to sacrifice her ancestors, I really don't know how to make up for this pain.
An episode happened before the ancestor sacrifice ...
Qi's clan looked strangely before kneeling in front of Qi Yan: "Brother, the villain has something to report."
Qi Yan: "Get up and talk."
The man stooped to stand next to Qi Yan, afraid to look directly at Qi Yan's face, and whispered, "Master, there is something wrong with the tribute to the ancestor."
Qi Yan: "Mo urgently, talk carefully."
"It's strange to say, there aren't a few beside it ... the three most important three sacrifices are missing, and the whole sheep cooked a few days ago is gone."
Qi Yan: "Gone? What did the kitchen say?"
"I have been asked, the kitchen confirmed that the ancestral shrine had been dedicated to the ancestors the night before, and the whole cow and the whole pig were provided together, and the others were there, including the fruits and white dots, and the other two animals were there. That sheep is gone ... "
Qi Yan: "Have you found someone?"
"Master, please rest assured, someone has been sent to look for it. This is a good time, how can it be better if the three animals are missing one animal? It is too late to kill the sheep ..."
Qi Yan also knew that cooking lambs was a laborious task. He looked up at the sky and said cautiously, "There is still some time, and I will have someone kill a big rooster immediately."
"Rooster? This ...?"
Qi Yan: "Although I have a third-ranking member of the Qi family in Jinzhou, they are not among the three princes. Even if there are three royal princes, these three sacrifices are still a little overwhelming. The loss of sheep out of thin air may be the ancestor's meaning ..."
As soon as the words fell, a guard ran over with a waist knife and knelt on one knee before Qi Yan: "Report!"
Qi Yan: "Get up and talk."
Guard: "Yes, Master Qi's lost sacrifice has been found ..."
Qi Yan saw the guard stop talking and asked, "You say, it doesn't matter."
Guard: "Yes, we spread a big net and found a small temple 15 miles outside Jinzhou city. The lost sacrifice was stolen, and ... it has been eaten. Master forgive me!"
Qi Yan turned his head to the clan's clan and said, "Go and do as I say."
"Yes!"
Qi Yan then said to the guard: "But the victims in this neighborhood?"
The guard looked a little weird, glanced around and asked Qi Yan to whisper in front of him, "It's the disaster victim ... but ..."
The guard lowered his voice again: "It's a group of aliens."
Qi Yan jumped in her heart, and asked calmly, "Where are they?"
Guard: "It's already in custody. It's up to the adults to decide."
Qi Yan: "Where is Your Highness?"
The guard's expression was a bit ugly: "His Royal Highness doesn't know that the sacrifice has been lost ... but also adults can ..." Nangongwang attaches great importance to Qi Yan's affairs. If he learns that the sacrifice is lost, many people will be convicted.
Qi Yan knew it and comforted him: "Rest assured, I have ordered the people to deal with this matter, and you do n’t have to report it to Your Highness. I also asked Brother Guancha to hold the people who stole the offerings secretly. This matter It can be big or small. I am withering from the Qi family in Jinzhou. If another alien is involved, it will only be bad for me ... Right should send me a favor. "
The guard patted his breast and assured him: "Please be assured, adults, this is the villain's own brother who handles this matter. We have a sense of importance and we will handle this matter for you."
...
Two hours later, the ancestor worship was over.
A large feast in the city of Jinzhou, and a flowing water seat on the street, which has been desolate for more than ten years, shows a rare vitality.
All the people of the city came and opened their belly to eat the running water table provided by the court.
Some old people in Jinzhou escaped from the plague and natural disasters, and held the remains in their homeland, finally guarding the moon and seeing the moonlight, sitting on the table of the running water and tears.
Qi Yan changed into a uniform and was led by the guard to Jinzhou Tianbao.
A dozen ragged men were curled up in their cells, their hair dangled.
Qi Yan glanced into the cell before she came to the cell: "That's all?"
Guard: "There are still two women held in solitary confinement. Those two people do not seem to be aliens."
Qi Yan: "Why is it visible?"
Guard: "An old woman is protecting a dirty girl. That old woman will speak the official Wei Guo language. She said that their mother and child were just embarrassed, the family was gone, and they asked for a meal with these aliens."
Qi Yan: "How do you judge these people are aliens?"
Guard: "Please ask Master Qi not to get angry when you say it. Our standard for identifying aliens is to look at them. Small ones are not offensive ... just, just to explain the facts."
Qi Yan: "It doesn't matter, in other words, these people are all different eyes?"
Guard: "Yes."
Qi Yan nodded and retracted his gaze: "These aliens should do whatever they want. Take me to see the mother and daughter in distress."
Guard: "Yes, Lord, please."
There was a musty smell in the dungeon, and across the log that was thicker than the arm, Qi Yan saw the mother and daughter in distress.
Guard: "Master Qi is here, can't you please quickly?"
It was said that the old woman knelt down on the ground and scratched her head like a pounding garlic: "My lord forgive me, my lord forgive me."
And the young girl curled up in the corner holding her body, shouting strange words in her mouth ...
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