Qingchuan History

Chapter 110
Shangguan Shuo smiled faintly, his beard and hair trembling in the wind: "Although the young girl is close to the water, she is a daughter of an aristocratic family after all. If she has some accomplishments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but if she is to participate in court battles like Mr. Jing, the old man asks himself, You don't have the skills of Master Sukihime to train students."

Jing Tingge also showed off her face, and turned around to Shangguan Shuo respectfully, "Even so, my lord still entrusts Ling Qianjin with a heavy responsibility. Ting Ge has read all the letters sent back from Jidu a few months ago from Junshang. What is puzzling is that with Gu Xinglang's prudence, how could he let the letter return to Cangwu? Could it be that he did it on purpose? But those contents, written in black and white, contain various movements in Qi Palace. Although they are not particularly important, they are after all The affairs of the palace. Passing it on to the outside world, especially to other countries, once discovered, it is a felony."

She paused, and saw that the other party was still full of innocence, and continued: "Could it be that there is another way to deliver the letter, not through Mrs. Jin's hands? My lord is in Qi Palace, is there anyone else?"

"Sir, you want to know too much. Since you are not good at planning this situation, this old man has no choice but to use his spare energy to stand in a row for the king. Although it took some trouble, it is worthy of my painstaking efforts to sacrifice my daughter's future."

Speaking of this, the sparkle in his eyes dimmed a little, and his tall and straight figure seemed a little stooped.

Jing Tingge was startled, and then smiled and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry about it. With the status of Qi State in Qingchuan today, making Qianjin one of the four wives, it is very precious. I also heard that His Majesty Qi Jun treats several wives very well. Well, Mrs. Jin's future is not a sacrifice."

Shangguan Shuo's eyes were suddenly sharp, piercing through the mountain wind, but his face was still distant and remote: "Mr. is a woman, but I don't have enough empathy. You know that it will be ten years soon, and twenty years at the slowest. Qingchuan must There is chaos, and the princess and noble daughter marry far away, so how could it not be a sacrifice." He raised his eyes to the south, but naturally he couldn't see Jidu, but his expression became more complicated: "If the husband is willing to work hard, the old man doesn't have to make things difficult for the little girl, she is going away for the country. , is not easy."

Jing Tingge raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Tingge has been in Cangwu for five years, and I ask myself that I have devoted myself to the state of Wei, why did my lord say such a thing?"

"Mr.'s senior sister is also in Qi Palace, and her ranking is even higher than that of the little girl. Half of Qingchuan has high hopes for such a sharp blade, but she just doesn't make it. We outsiders don't understand the joints, and sir can't use it." Do you work hard?"

Jing Tingge suddenly said: "My lord is talking about this. I told you earlier that she went to Qi Palace for another reason, not related to the current situation, but to close the teacher's door. I remember that in the letter in late August, Mrs. Jin also mentioned it."

"Even so, Mr. and Mrs. Pei have been companions since childhood, so why don't you give me a little bit of help?"

"She is her, I am me. It is my choice to come to Cangwu, and it is her choice to help which country or not, or not to participate in this world competition at all. My lord counts on the people of Pengxi Mountain to do everything for me." Wei Guo is trying hard, is it a bit greedy?"

The last few words reached my ears in a blur, because the sound of the wind suddenly sounded like a chaotic sound of horseshoes approaching from far away, and the sound of human voices colliding with bows and arrows in the bag sometimes disappeared, in the originally silent place. There were bursts of echoes in the mountains.

Murong Xun was naturally in the lead.He is dressed in a black hunting suit, with a heroic posture, holding a bow in his right hand and leading the rein in his left hand, galloping from the prosperous autumn, his whole body is shining fiercely.

"Today is the second-to-last day of the autumn hunt. Your Majesty must be less interested than before. Mister has been painting for seven or eight days. If you have time, you should ask about Su Miangu. The time is far from ripe. Your Majesty is the closest. I'm afraid I went too often."

Jing Tingge was slightly stunned when he heard the words, and said solemnly: "Master Xiangguo reminds you. I heard that you have brought your family with you this time. I will talk to you about the issue of Sumiangu. On the last day, you can rest assured that you can accompany your family." .”

Jing Tingge hadn't seen Murong Xun since the incident at Jingshuiwu in August.

She didn't go to Chenxiang Terrace for more than half a month, but she just avoided seeing her in disguise.She didn't go, and Murong Xun didn't go near the still water dock, sometimes he would turn around when he saw Wankong Lake when he was walking.

He knew that he was on the wrong side, and he paid the price of annoying the other party, but he didn't regret it——

At least it's better to show your attitude and take a step forward than to wait passively.

"Did you find out? When will you leave tomorrow?"

At sunset, after dinner, Jing Tingge looked at the undulating colorful mountains and forests amidst the golden mist, thinking about the words to see Murong Xun later in his heart.

Xiu Luan was arranging the painting tools on the case, and answered softly: "I asked, and said that it is not time to leave, so that I can enter the palace at the latest at You hour, without delaying dinner."

Jing Tingge nodded.So the so-called last day of tomorrow, in fact, there is no hunting arrangement, we can talk tonight.

"But there will be a luncheon tomorrow, it will start as soon as noon arrives, and it will end before the hour."

That's all right.Looking at the changing light of the setting sun, she guessed that it was about the same time, and was about to greet Xiu Luan to accompany her to Linglin Garden, but she heard Feng Yi's voice at the door:
"The Liandong next to Master Huo Qi has just arrived and said that you have a decree, please go up the mountain in Xushi. At that time, someone will come down from the mountain and greet us at the entrance of the trail closest to us."

Since it is in Xiangshan paddock, in fact, everyone lives in the mountains.It's just that the building complex centered on Linglin Garden is in the meadow area on the mountainside. The so-called uphill is just the beacon tower on the city wall.

Jing Tingge's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned slightly: "What day is it today?"

Feng Yi didn't understand, so: "The third day of junior high school."

Jing Tingge raised his eyebrows: "The third day of October? Is it already October?"

Feng Yi and Xiu Luan looked at each other in dismay: "Yes. Although this year's autumn hunting is earlier than in previous years, it was already late September when we set off, and it's been almost ten days."

Jing Tingge thought about it for a while, suddenly frightened and angry.This Murong Xun, one year is not enough, and this year comes again.What a nonsense!
Thinking that the ups and downs on the mountain might have started at this time, she couldn't bear it any longer, she turned to the two of them and said, "Let's go now. Feng Yi will go with me, and Xiu Luan will stay in the garden."

Jing Tingge lives in Yuzi Garden, which is far away from Linglin Garden on Junshang, but close to one of the trails up the mountain.Seeing that she was in a hurry, Feng Yi didn't dare to delay, trotted to the hanger to take off the hanging cloak, and said in a hurry:

"Sir, please wait for servant girl, the wind is strong on the mountain at night, so you must wear a cloak."

Jing Tingge had already left the door, Feng Yi grabbed the dark purple cloak and rushed out, and was grabbed by Xiu Luan——

"Oh, what are you doing with me? If you lose me, go and receive the punishment for me!"

"No, no," Xiuluan's temperament has always been calm, and now he stays behind, and his mentality is naturally better. "After all, the nearest road is the one, and I can't lose it. Let me ask you, should those beacon fires be lit last year, or should they be called lights? When did they come?" ?”

Feng Yi was stunned, recalled for a while and said: "It was also during the autumn hunting period, but last year came later than this year, I remember it was the next night, right? When did you leave the palace last year?"

Xiu Luan thought about it seriously for a moment: "The second day of junior high, the second day of October."

Feng Yi looked at the other person's face, and said in a daze, "So last year, the beacon fires all over the mountains and plains were also on the third day of October?"

Xiuluan nodded heavily: "That's it. I'm afraid it's for this, sir, but I don't know why. Go, it's getting dark, put on this lamp."

(End of this chapter)