Chapter 229: Lan Fei

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When I went back, the night was already deep.
Xiao Jue had just returned to the yard where he lived, and a yellow little dog flew at him excitedly, biting the corner of his robe.
He squatted down and touched the yellow dog's head. The puppy had to measure in, slamming his tail violently while biting his sleeve and pulling back frantically.
Virtue is really exactly the same as its master.
The night after Tan Hehe House was visited, the yellow dog named Ermao didn't know when to run out of the dug dog hole. Since He Yan raised it with one hand, it is naturally impossible to throw it away. It's just that He Rufei is crazy like a thief looking around that night. He Yan is afraid that he will find the He family and see Ermao. He entrusts Ermao to Xiao Jue. No matter how bold He Rufei was, he dared not go to the door of the Xiao family, so he could not find Ermao.
Xiao Jue can only take Ermao back to the Xiao family.
The little girl named Baiguo in the yard liked Ermao very much. He bathed it and the hair was combed clean. It wasn't like a stray dog ​​anymore. It also tied the shreds of its ears into two small pulls with a red string.
Although Ermao is obviously a male dog.
Xiao Jue was teasing the dog, and a voice came from behind him, "Huai Jin...when did you raise the dog in Fufu?"
Xiao Jue turned to look back, and Xiao Jing and Bai Rongwei stood beside the courtyard, looking at him with strange eyes.
As we all know, the second son of the Xiao family is extremely clean and exquisite. Surigari is nothing more than a barracks. Returning to Shuojing is even more outrageous. The Xiao family never raised any bird or bird, except for the green ear, there were no animals in the house.
This little dog looks like a normal farm dog, with a little black in the yellow coat, which should not be a precious thing.
Xiao Jue glanced down at Er Mao, who was facing his silent "Wang Wang Wang".
"Help people."
"Who will let you help keep the dog," Xiao Jing smiled, "it's too difficult for the strong."
Bai Rongwei put his arm on Xiao Jing and smiled: "Who can let Huai Jin help keep the dog, in Shuojing City, there should be only girl He."
Xiao Jing suddenly realized, and looked at Xiao Jue suddenly a little bit more gratified. This younger brother always treats women too coldly and unapproachingly, but now it seems that she will please the girl.
In the day, Bai Rongwei had already hosted a feast for Xiao Jue in his house. He also knew that he was going to accompany He Yan to the night market tonight. There are so many foods in the night market, so tonight no meal for Xiao Jue.
"Brother and sister-in-law are waiting for me so late," Xiao Jue asked, "What's the matter?"
Xiao Jing approached him and looked at Er Mao who was playing in the snow in the yard. He smiled and said, "You know, the fourth son of Chu in Shi Jin Bo Mansion will be married to Miss Xu's family next month."
Xiao Jue absent-minded.
"You and the four sons of Chu were married by your majesty." Xiao Jing said: "Now the marriage of the four sons of Chu has been fixed. Your relatives, my sister-in-law and I want to ask, what date are you planning to set?"
Xiao Jue was slightly startled.
"My elder brother and I have talked with Master He before, and Master He said that as long as Girl He likes, he will be fine. Girl He is a girl's family after all, I don't have much to ask," Bai Rongwei looked at Xiao Jue, "You are always Li was with Miss He, but did she talk about it with her?"
The Xiao family was very enlightened. When Xiao Zhongwu and Mrs. Xiao were alive, Xiao Jing wanted to marry the daughter of Bai Rongwei. Mrs. Xiao disagreed, and finally she did what Xiao Jing intended. Now that Xiao Zhongwu and his wife are gone, Xiao Jing and Bai Rongwei will not intervene in making decisions about Xiao Jue's family, and everything is up to Xiao Jue's heart.
"I plan to get married in a few years." Xiao Jue said.
Bai Rongwei and Xiao Jing looked at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes. I thought it would be a year and a half later, but Xiao Jue decided so quickly. This is good, it seems that Xiao Jue likes this girl He even more than they thought.
"Since that is the case, I will give the two of you the birthday to your husband tomorrow and let him choose a good day for you. I have to discuss with Master He again what to do next. I don’t have to worry about the gift, I and Ru Bi has already prepared it for you." Bai Rong smiled, full of real joy, and took Xiao Jing's hand: "I'll go to Rubi and ask someone to send a post to Mr. Huai Jin, you too today After a tired day, go back to the house and take a good rest. I will tell you again when tomorrow morning."
Xiao Jue nodded his head, and Bai Rongwei pulled Xiao Jing away with satisfaction.
Xiao Jue looked at the back of the two of them, and he didn't recover until Ermao came to pull his boots again.
I used to think that the yard was empty and indifferent, but now there is no more puppy, or a dumb man who can't bark, but it seems to suddenly become lively.
He bowed his head and smiled, didn't return to the house, and turned to the ancestral hall.
In the ancestral hall of the Xiao family, the cards of the Xiao Zhongwu couple were placed at the forefront. Xiao Jue stepped aside and took the incense stick out of the niche.
Green smoke curled up.
Xiao Jue's face was hidden behind the smoke, and his expression was diluted.
As long as he returned to Shuojing, he often came to the temple. When it's thundering, when it's sacrifice...
He is not a person who likes to talk. He is alive and there are too few people who can talk. Everyone has their own sufferings, why share the taste with others. In the most difficult time, he was scolded by the literati pointing at the backbone in the first battle in Guocheng, and returned to the house, but he just ordered three incense in the ancestral hall.
After three incense sticks, everything is still as usual.
Many tastes in the world should be felt bit by bit over many years. He looked at everything when he was young, and found everything dull. He actually yearned for fireworks on earth, but fireworks on earth avoided him. What about the youth, and what about the ancestors of the fox and fur suit? Everyone thinks he is the high moon in the sky. In fact, the moon is just a lonely teenager.
He had friends, and then the friends betrayed. I also expected my family, and then the family left. The most wanton teenage time, but in just a few years, the only sugar left in life, was also given to the death seekers on the road. All these years, he has been alone, leaving nothing until one day, a smiling girl broke into his life, and said to him, I like the moon, the moon does not know.
He has never been as sure of one thing as he is at this moment.
Xiao Jue raised his eyes and looked at the card behind Qingyan.
"Father, mother," he said calmly, as if to say an unshakable oath, "I like someone."
"I want to marry her."
...
In Hefu, in a certain courtyard, there was a dense cough.
The maid who was staying in the outhouse of the yard was turned upside down and confused, "The second lady is coughing again, please go and see."
"I'm not going," the other maid beside her turned over impatiently, "I don't even care about the second lord, why should we be troubled. Just wait for the day. Just go to you."
"It's so cold, I won't go." The talking girl covered her head with the quilt. "Just didn't hear it."
There was a continuous coughing sound outside, and after a while, it seemed to be deliberately suppressed, and a few groans were made.
Mrs. He Er struggled to stand up, and her throat was as painful as a fire. The veil in her hand was already out of blood, and she gasped for a long time before groping for the light.
He Yuanliang has not been in her yard for a long time. To be precise, after the Yuhua Temple, she was banned from the He family, and He Yuanliang refused to take another look.
This is actually what Mrs. He had long expected. Her husband is a villain, or a cowardly and greedy villain, and now he is even more afraid of offending He Rufei. He is too busy to make a clear relationship with herself, even if she is his wife.
Wife, Mrs. He Er laughed ironically, what about his wife, he can deal with his own daughter, he can fight hard, a wife who has no blood relationship, is no different from a stranger.
Mrs. He Er looked at the flickering flame in the oil lamp.
She is the eldest daughter-in-law of the family, and was married to He Yuanliang by her father. That is to say, the fate of the He family in Shuojing City still has a place. In her original home, the daughter's marriage was to pave the way for the father and brother's career, but I did not expect to marry the He family.
It is a pity that her life is not good and she gave birth to two daughters, so she took it for granted that her child became a victim of the He family.
Mrs. He Er hated He Rufei for being ruthless, and hated He Yuansheng's couple for the idea of ​​changing hands. She hated He Yuanliang for being cowardly and indifferent. She looked away from the wall. More often, she hated herself.
I hate my inability to change everything.
If she could give birth to a son, perhaps with a son, He Yuansheng would not be so arrogant in his work. But she didn't, so she couldn't protect He Yan and He Xinying.
There was a knock on the door outside.
Mrs. He Er said: "Come in."
A little girl came in and looked at her face.
Mrs. He Er asked: "Who are you?"
"Slaughter Cui Luo is the lad in the yard." Cui Luo replied respectfully, carrying a pot of hot water in her hand. "Slaughter went outside to get some hot water. The second lady drank some water so as not to cough up. She got up." She went to the table, picked up a tea bowl, poured a glass of water and handed it to Mrs. He Er.
The water was just hot and not hot. Mrs. He Er took a sip, and the tingling in her throat suddenly improved. She said: "Thank you."
Cui Luo lowered her head and said softly: "All the slave-servants should do, if the second lady has anything else to ask the slave-servant to help, despite the explanation."
"Everyone in my yard already thinks I don't exist anymore." Mrs. He Er smiled bitterly: "Why bother you."
"The slave-owner's master is Mrs. He Er, and naturally he will obey the order of Mrs. Er." Cui Luo's voice has not changed.
Mrs. He Er froze for a moment, and looked at the maid in front of her seriously.
He Yuan's maid Su Su was very strict in his discipline by the He Yuansheng couple in the past. It used to be a bit lively, but now it has become dull because of fear of He Rufei. The people are always trembling and cringing. This maid stands here, neither humble nor overbearing. She looks at her with no respect or overstepping, like treating an ordinary person.
With a move in his heart, Mrs. He Er tentatively asked, "Can you really help me with anything?"
"Despite the order of the second lady."
"Can you find me a doctor?"
Cui Luo was silent for a moment before she said: "I'm afraid it won't work these days, but the slave-servant can bring some pills back for the second lady first."
Mrs. He Er suddenly understood what.
She sat a little bit forward and lowered her voice a little, "You are not from Hefu, who is your master?"
Cui Luo gave Mrs. He Er a surprise look. Master Feinu said that she wanted to sneak into He Fu to take care of Mrs. He Er, and she did so. From these days, it seems that Mrs. He Er has little status in the He family, and the maidservant underneath does not put her in her eyes. Being so ill, He Yuanliang never took the initiative to visit her, nor asked her to hire a doctor. Even tonight, if Cui Luo did not enter the room, Mrs. He Er would only have to cough until dawn.
She had always felt that this was an ordinary woman who was weak and incompetent. Now when she heard this at first glance, she knew that this woman was clever and discerning.
Cui Luo did not speak.
"Your master, but General Feng Yun?" Mrs. He Er asked in a low voice.
Cui Luo was even more surprised.
Mrs. He Er smiled instead. She smiled for a while. She looked serious again and said, "I know what your master wants to do. You go back and tell him that I can help him. But as the price of the transaction, he must protect me. 'S daughter He Xinying."
Cui Luo was silent for a while, and said nothing. She just placed the hot water bottle on the table and said softly, "If your lady tells you to, ask your slave to come in again." Then, she closed the door and retreated.
Mrs. He Er looked at the hot tea on the table and didn't know what she was thinking. After a long time, she swallowed the sweet smell in her throat and lay down again.
...
Overnight, the next morning, Feinu brought home the news of the He family.
In the study, Xiao Jue frowned slightly: "Transaction?"
"Mrs. He Er said so." Feinu answered. Feinu was also surprised when the news came back from Cuillot's end. I don't know if I should admire this woman's courage, or say something else.
"He Rufei and Ms. He Er exchanged their identities, and Ms. He Er is the real General Feihong. Mrs. He Er should know." Fei Nu said: "He Rufei may threaten Mrs. He Er with He Xinying now He Erfu’s talents dare not tell the truth. If Mrs. He Er’s help, the secrets of the He family should be easy to reveal.
Speaking of this, Feinu felt with emotion, who can think of the let on the battlefield The general Feihong, who was frightened by the Qiang people, turned out to be a woman? And how did Mrs. He Er and Mr. He Er have the heart and soul to let a girl's family bear such an excessively heavy fate, and after gaining fame, kill and kill the donkey.
The Nine Banner Camp admits that they have seen all kinds of cruelty on the battlefield, but when they knew the truth, they couldn't help but feel sorry for General Feihong who died unjustly.
A generation of famous generals, even if they die, should die vigorously and die on the battlefield. Instead of being murdered in an ordinary backyard by insidious tricks.
"Mrs. He Er said, only mentioning He Xinying?" Xiao Jue asked.
Feinu nodded: "Yes."
Xiao Jue lowered his eyes: "I know."
"Master, then..."
"Let Cui Luo tell Mrs. He Er," Xiao Jue looked out the window. "I made this deal."
...
On the first day of December, the Uto messenger Maninbu entered Beijing.
Emperor Wen Xuan summoned the Uto messenger in the Jin Luan Temple. In Qinglan Palace, Lan Guifei was leaning against the soft collapse, watching the court lady making tea.
Princess Lan is not young now. In the harem, new beauties come in every year, and she alone won the majesty of her majesty. Everyone said that Concubine Lan got such a good luck, both the emperor's favor and the birth of a son of both virtue and talent, but he was indisputable in nature, and not to mention the upper hand pressing the queen, even the lower Ni Guiren, Dare to arrogant to her.
However, since the Emperor Wen Xuan handed over the five prince Guangji to the concubine Lan Gui, Ni Guiren has quite a bit of convergence. The fifth prince Guangji was young, although Ni Guiren repeatedly told him that Princess Lan was not a good person, but Guangji felt that Princess Lan was more gentle with her than her biological mother. There had never been a dispute with Princess Lan. .
It is the same today.
Guangji ran in from the outside, and the old grandma behind him hurriedly followed him, saying, "Hour Royal Highness, run slowly, don't fall!"
"Mother Concubine!" Guangji ran to Princess Lan Gui in one breath and smiled: "Today the Uto messenger came into the palace, and the father and emperor summoned them in the palace. I heard that the Uto people had sent many gifts, and half of them Lai Gao's ivory, and white peacock...Mother princess, children want to see!"
Concubine Lan smiled and patted the snow particles on his body, "Go if you want."
"Don't the concubine follow the children?" Guangji asked.
"This palace will not go." Lan Guifei smiled, "Let Changma take you there."
The fifth prince was young, and he just wanted to see the white peacock. He heard the words and said, "Okay, then the courtiers will go there. When they are finished, they will talk back to the mother princess!"
Grandma Chang took the hand of the five princes away, and Concubine Lan shook her head with a smile, "It's like a child."
"The fifth brother was younger," a voice sounded from outside the door, "the childishness is also normal."
The court lady behind her said busyly: "The slave-servant has seen your highness."
The four princes Guangshuo stepped in.
The beautiful Qing Li born by Concubine Lan was weak, and the appearance of the four princes followed her mother. Qing Lang Jun Yi was much more intimate and reliable than the prince's indulgent appearance.
After seeing Guangshuo, Princess Lan immediately laughed and pulled him to sit in front of the heater on the side, and asked the maid to pour hot tea to Guangshuo, and said, "How come I am free today?"
"The father and emperor saw those Uto envoys in the palace, and the prince was there, too. The son came over to see the concubine." Guangshuo laughed.
Lan Guifei smiled slightly, did not speak.
"The mother princess also knew about the Uto messengers?"
Concubine Lan's expression was no longer as relaxed as when she faced Guangji. She sighed, "Know."
"The father and emperor are willing to meet those messengers, and have stated that they are willing to accept the utopian's peace." Guangshuo's smile also faded. "That's all. Now, after the war between Jiyang and Rundu, the Uto people stay for a while. I dare not act rashly, but if the father and emperor agreed to open a discussion in Dawei...the consequences would be disastrous."
Concubine Lan looked outside, "The others retreated, Yu Gui, close the door."
The ladies all retreated, and Yu Gui closed the door.
Concubine Lan looked at Guangshuo, "Have you ever said these words in front of your father and emperor?"
Guangshuo shook his head: "No. The Father and Emperor never talked to me about these things."
Emperor Wen Xuan likes the four princes, because they are like Princess Lan, who has outstanding genius, gentle temperament and indisputable contention. In the deep palace, like the last piece of pure land in the heart of the emperor, he should not be defiled. So even though Queen Zhang did not like Queen Lan very much, for many years, Queen Lan was still alive and well in the deep palace. Because she did not make mistakes, the emperor also protected her. This pity and respect for Lan Guifei also extended to Guangshuo.
The same is true of Guangshuo, and Guangshuo was unimpressed by how the courtiers encouraged him to compete with the prince for that position. He and Emperor Wen Xuan were mostly talking about poetry and painting-political affairs, the prince should be worried about. If he overstepped, he would arouse the emperor's resentment.
"Guangshuo," Lan Guifei looked at him suddenly, "Do you want to fight?"
Guangshuo was shocked.
"Do you want to fight for that position?" Queen Lan repeated again.
As if the secret in the bottom of my heart was pierced by people, Guangshuo's embarrassment avoided the eyes of Concubine Lan.
"I only ask if you want it, not whether you dare." In the eyes of the gentle woman, there has never been resoluteness and strange condensation.
Guangshuo was looked at by those eyes and said involuntarily: "...think."
After a while, he settled down and said, "I think. The concubine and the prince are not worthy of being a prince. He only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun. There will also be private contacts between the Uto people and him. If there is something else in the palace, I will support him as a brother with both ability and ability, but now there is no one else. If one day will sit in that position extensively, no one will know what Dawei will look like in the future."
"Perhaps, there is no big Wei at all."
The last word fell, and extreme silence came from the palace, as if shocked by his rebellious words.
Lan Guifei sighed softly.
"For so many years, this palace has never thought of anything else. It was not my wish to enter the palace. Since I have already entered, I live well. This palace does not care about the Uto people, the emperor, or even the future of the Wei Dynasty. How about it, this palace doesn't care too." She looked at Guangshuo, reached across Guangshuo's face, and a gentle smile floated in her eyes. "In this palace, Guangshuo, this palace only cares about you."
"If Guangyan became an emperor, you and my mother and son would have no way of life." Her voice was soft, and she said the cruelest words. "This palace has lived most of its life, and it does not matter if it is dead. But you can't do it. , Guangshuo." She smiled. "You are so smart and tender, and so young, how can you die in the hands of this kind of people. This palace will never allow it."
Guangshuo looked at the woman who stood up straight from the soft collapse, still as beautiful and dignified as before, one action, the momentum has changed. In his heart, a sudden burst of emotions, like the impulse that has accumulated for a long time, will break out.
"Concubine..."
"Your Majesty's favor, this palace already has. The courtiers and the people's love, you also have. But only these two, not enough. He Rufei has been bought, to compete for this position..."
"You must get Xiao Huaijin," she said.
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Sister Lan: It's time for me to perform.
Take the main storyline, friends who want to see the emotional line can take a look, or look at it when the New Year is estimated to be over by then~