Chapter 16: Deeply plotting

Qi Yan resumed dozens of steps, and suddenly frowned, holding on to the wall: the little boy's legs were really strong.
Go back to the small courtyard and open the trousers tube.
She shook her head helplessly, perhaps because she saw the little girl who had taken care of herself from the young man's body, and she couldn't get angry.
Qi Yan looked at the yellow mountains in the distance through the small windows in front of him. In the late autumn season, all things were slack, and the pain in his heart filled again.
In the past, she always hoped that Kocho was still living in a certain corner of the grassland, but this idea has faded ever since she walked around from the Valley of Anonymous.
With the exception of the Tuba Department, which colluded with the Wei Dynasty, all grassland people were degraded. These prairie people initially built the city walls in the north. In recent years, the city walls have been gradually repaired, and the Wei Dynasty imprisoned these prairie people to various state capitals to continue their labor.
When she arrived in Jizhou, she had seen Wei Guo soldiers wield a whip to drive out grassland people. I can't help but inquire: the prairie men who have been in the affiliate do hard labor, and most of the women with poor labor force are trafficked to the livestock market.
The women in the slave market are all skinny and undressed, leaving those with Wei Wei who have special traits to fiddle with as casually as they choose livestock.
This is how the fifty-two entanglements given by the mask man were spent.
Even if Qi Yan knew that she should turn a blind eye to the cause of revenge ...
But watching the Wei people drank the leftovers in the food bowl while sipping a pig's horn, she once couldn't calm down as her compatriots scrambled for rations that had already gone out of their way.
That year Kocho was only five years old. If she were alive, Qi Yan couldn't imagine what she had been doing all these years.
Qi Yan then began a cruel prayer: Kocho and Bayan were dead.
He died in war and childhood; he never succumbed to the Wei people for a day like Liuhuo. Buried in an unknown land, return to the arms of the gods.
In my mind, the pair of sisters and brothers whom Shi met before again flashed a little luckily looking forward: Bayin and Kocho were still alive.
This is an extremely complicated and indescribable mind. The tenderness of affection and the icy intellect are constantly tearing Qi Yan's heart. It is a deeper and deeper pain than tearing the heart.
Qi Yan receded her eyes and sat still for a while, then she felt the little arm on her right was numb.
Release the fingers that trembled due to the lasting force, and there are four crescent-shaped blood marks in the palm.
She looked at the bleeding palm calmly but did not intend to deal with it. This method of resolving was stolen from the mask man.
When the untouchable wounds in your heart are torn, use other methods to transfer the wounds to where you can see them.
My heart seemed to be less painful.
"Little Butterfly, wait for my brother." Qi Yan muttered to himself.
When the chaos in the Wei Kingdom is in chaos, when the smoke rises and the blood royalties of the Wei Kingdom royalty are paid, your sister will come to accompany you.
This road of revenge, Qi Yan never thought about retreating.
She closed her eyes again, remembering the dossier Master had shown her, and her clean, skinny fingers hit the desk case.
Xing Jingfu was the top prize in the first year of Jingjia, and ordered six senior officials. However, after seven years, he was gradually brought to the position of Zhong Shuling by Nangong.
Xing Jingfu has a faction who has no faction in North Korea. He has been a mainstay against the Lieutenant Party for many years. He is just not as honest and honest, he doesn't like gorgeous rhetoric, and he prefers articles about the current evils.
The two deputy examiners were Dang Hongyuan, the official secretary, and Shu Li, the minister's servant.
The former were friends of Lu Quan's colleagues, and the latter was a proud disciple of Lu Quan. According to intelligence, Shu Li was both a human and a martial artist. After the world was settled, Lu Quan recommended to work in the Ministry directly.
Qi Yan drew his lips, and the Wei court was really more interesting.
Suddenly Chai Yi came out shouting: "Dare to ask Jinzhou Qi Yan, but Qi Gongzi is staying here?"
Qi Yan raised her eyebrows, first went to the house to wash the blood stains on her hands, came to the hospital and asked, "It's right, who dares to ask?"
"Little Xie Fujia Ding, come here to send an invitation to the son."
Qi Yan was immediately vigilant: Except that Yang Yanghuai didn't know each other in Beijing, he only left the address when he received the Chunxi examination card from the Ministry of Rites. How did the other party find himself?
Qi Yan opened the firewood door, and the other was a young man dressed as a family. Respectfully shouted a thousand words: "Gongzi, my little Naixiefu family. My master ordered the villain to send an invitation, and he will invite the son to a banquet this month. As for the owner's name, he forgives the dare not to speak. It has been written that you will know at first sight. "
Qi Yan didn't take it, and asked, "I didn't seem to know the host of your house when I first arrived here."
Jia Ding replied with a smile: "My son, you do n’t know. My master is good and kind, although he has nothing to do. He likes to be friends with the text. He has a small name in this capital. Hearing that the son of Gao Badou wanted to see the style. Many students from other places went to the banquet and asked their sons to accept it. "
After speaking, Jia Ding bent down and held the invitation with his hands and raised his head above his head. Qi Yan secretly weighed in and accepted the invitation.
"Thank you for your kind hospitality, and you took the plunge."
Jia Dingqian thanked them, and the two said a few more polite words, and each returned.
Qi Yan opened the invitation, and saw the line of Long Fei Feng Wu above: Inviting the son of Qi Yan from Jinzhou to come to the water house of Xianfu this month.
The payment is-Xie An.
Qi Yan recalled for a long time, and it was determined that there was no Xie An in her memory, nor was there in the file Master gave her.
Who is this Xie An? Where did you hear your own residence?
On the other side, the sisters of the Nangong family just returned home, and the guards in the covert reported to the Nangong Jean that the two had disguised themselves as palaces.
Nangong kept silent for a while, and asked, "Can my child be pregnant?"
The guard kneeling in the Highness reacted for a moment to understand who the "my son" in the emperor's mouth was referring to. Lang Sheng replied: "His Highness is very curious about folk things, and the villain dared to infer that His Highness should be happy."
"Just because of this explanation, Jing Nu wants to stop her from going out. Send more raw faces to protect in secret, and don't be discovered by Jing Nu."
"Yes." The guard withdrew from the hall, and said, Her Majesty's love for His Majesty is beyond anyone's reach.
"Forty-nine."
"Slaves are here."
"It is said that Lu Zhongxing entered the palace."
"Yes."
Lu Zhongxing was feeding fish with Nangong Jingnv in the back garden of Princess Mansion, and hurriedly left the house after receiving a pass. Nangong Jingnv didn't think deeply, but Lu Zhongxing's heart was sinking: how did His Majesty know his whereabouts?
When he came to the Royal Study Room Lu Zhongxing's robe, he worshiped: "Lu Zhongxing sees His Majesty.
Nangong let down his royal pen and said with a smile, "Nephew is here? Look at the seat."
"Your Majesty."
"Where does the nephew come from?"
"Chin ... from Princess Hou's Mansion."
Nangong let him not speak, but just stared at Lu Zhongxing calmly for a while, the latter actually kneeled down on his knees: "My guilty."
"Oh? Why is the nephew responsible?"
"Weichen ... Weichen is not good at doing things and has not protected the two princesses."
Subsequently, Nangong asked him to tell Lu Zhongxing that the two sisters of Nangong had disguised themselves and left the house in 1510. Even the hand of Nangong's niece was injured.
Just an hour ago, he vowed to promise Nangong Jingnu to keep secrets.
After finishing listening, Nangong said with a smile: "I already know about it, my nephew is about to get up."
"Your Majesty."
"Jingnv was just out of the house, and she was quite curious about folk things. She was inevitably a little young, and the matter was sealed."
Lu Zhongxing pours out his cold sweat with his head down, and returns arrogantly: "I understand."
Nangong gave way, and the front of the conversation turned: "In the future, my nephew Mu Xiu often walks around the Princess House. If the girl wants to go out, you are fully protected."
Lu Zhongxing was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked.
Nangong waved his hands and waved people away. When Lu Zhongxing left the hall, his eyes were gloomy: So morality still wants to climb high?
Although Lu Quan and his second son Lu Zhongxing had a secret talk on the same day, Nangong let him know, but with his knowledge of Lu Quan, he could guess about it.
In recent years, in order to crack down on the Taiwei Mansion, Mingguan Tianshi and the officials arbitrarily rendered the "ominous twins" with others as examples.
In particular, the eldest son, Lu Boyan, was very afraid of this twin brother. Lu Quan had only this pair of sisters under half a knee, and the eldest son was about to take a big test to appease the eldest son.
It is impossible to participate in politics in accordance with the laws of the Wei State, and only when Lu Zhongxing completely withdrew from the court can he calm down Lu Boyan's uneasiness.
If he is not mistaken, Lu Quan will ask his own wife after the exam ...
Lu Jiashu has deep roots, and Nangong has long been eager to eradicate. If Lu Zhongxing married his only niece, he would be safe forever.
Nangong sneered: Lu Quan's wishful thinking of the old fox was seamless.
but……
After another ten days, Qi Yan went to the study to sell two more characters. The shopkeeper was overwhelmed to see Qi Yan: "You are here, please come in quickly."
The two came to the secluded compartment, and the shopkeeper took out a bag of bulging cloth pockets and held it in front of Qi Yan with both hands: "Let the old man take it down."
"this is?"
The shopkeeper smiled more and more charmingly: "Master Ren, your last masterpiece was bought just two days after it was hung up. You did n’t keep your address, so it ’s a little old man."
Qi Yan took the cloth pocket and got a lot of weight: "So many?"
When the shopkeeper saw Qi Yan, he was still the one who looked insulted. He felt that the young man in front of him was unfathomable: "Looking at the old people who don't know, most of the calligraphy and painting in my shop are not listed. Asking for a price, a few days ago, a noble son came to see your masterpiece at a glance, the grandfather also said: 'easy to get a lot of money, good masterpieces are hard to find', and raised his hand to seal the silver. It ’s sixty-two, minus the last deposit you paid in advance. How many do you count?

"No need, students can trust you."
"By the way, the seal of Master Renren is also engraved. Why don't you just write on these two new works? Little old man also beckons."
Qi Yan nodded, leaving the seal of "herdsman" on the two characters respectively.
The shopkeeper's eyes glowed, and joy was hard to hold.
Qi Yan packed the silver into the cage, and repeatedly told the shopkeeper before leaving: never reveal the identity of the shepherd.
The other side agreed in a hurry.
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