Qingchuan History

Chapter 227

Jing Tingge woke up early in the morning, feeling very dizzy.She glanced at the sky outside the window, it should be still in Maoshi.

It's been a long time since I woke up so early.she thinks.I woke up early yesterday, and the sky was not bright yet.After coming to Jidu, I didn't sleep well for two consecutive nights.

Shangguan concubine returned a letter.Naturally, she was asked to pass it on to her father.The letter was beside her pillow. She hesitated for a long time before going to bed last night, but finally did not open it.

hold on.she exhorted herself.

So I rolled over and got out of bed with a splitting headache.Not sleepy at night, not awake during the day, but if you want to sleep again, you will definitely not be able to fall asleep.

Really cold.She shivered, thinking that by this time the earth dragon in Jingshuiwu should have been on fire, and many places in the whole Wei Palace should be very warm.

I am afraid that the winter in Jidu is also cold.It's just that it's colder than Cangwu later.Yesterday in Zhe Xue Dian and Zhu Yu Dian, I didn't feel warm.Is there no earth dragon in Qi Palace?Or is it only available in the warm pavilion?
She raised her eyebrows, secretly glad that she chose Murong Xun to go to Cangwu.Cangwu's winter is the coldest, but it's the best. The 15-year winter in the Yin Kingdom has made her used to shrinking her hands and hugging the stove, and it is even colder in the mountains. Both she and Ruan Xueyin can't wait to surround the charcoal basin for twelve hours a day.

Being able to spend the winter in Cangwu is a great joy in life.It is far better than the title of the gold list on the wedding night in the bridal chamber.

Just for this, you have to stand firm in Weiguo and spend the winter in Cangwu for the rest of your life.

She laughed, as if just thinking about the heat of Stilling Dock was enough to warm her right now.So she was in a better mood, took out a bright purple silk dress from the box, and changed into it. After rinsing her mouth and washing her face, she tidied up her black hair, put on Ruan Xueyin's crimson cloak and went out.

The breath of early winter has arrived.Especially early in the morning.She opened her mouth and took a small breath, and the extremely light white mist condensed and dissipated from the air.

Red and purple, it is particularly eye-catching in the cold and lonely courtyard, especially in the large and wide backyard of Tongrong Hall, that little red and purple is particularly impressive.Such flamboyant and gorgeous two colors appear on the same person, and both exist in a large area, so it does not look vulgar or excessive, but matches a certain aesthetic feeling of collision and fusion, contradiction and unity.

So that all the people who started work in the morning and shuttled between the front and back courtyards and the various pavilions couldn't help taking a cautious look.Far or near, more or less.

They all know who she is.

And with such an alluring look, he strode alone in front of the big crowd, frankly, without shyness, and without any shyness——

As well-informed as everyone in the melting hall, they were also dazzled by this scene.

She walked through the backyard and the atrium. The side hall dedicated to breakfast and afternoon tea is called "One Pot of Spring".I think it was still early and there were few people in the hall, only two or three little officials who seemed to be outsiders were sitting at a table each, eating and drinking slowly, apparently the sleepiness was still there, and they were awake but not awake.

She stepped in, and the few people all raised their heads, and the cold wind that suddenly swept in swept away the drowsiness, and the words "a pot of spring" were given meaning in an instant.

Everyone realized who this person was.Or because they didn't wake up, they didn't turn their heads or lowered their heads, and stared blankly at the visitor until the other person chose a seat to sit down.

Jing Tingge sensed those gazes, and wiped them away like all similar moments in the past, without leaving any shadows.Then she greeted the boy in the hall who was also sluggish at the same place, and asked what was there for breakfast today.

Bijaponica porridge, steamed chestnut cake with sugar, and glutinous rice cakes with jujube paste.The ingredients are good and the taste is good, but unfortunately the two desserts are not sweet enough.

She pouted.It's still the refreshing orange cake cooked in Yudian yesterday.

After getting out of Tongrong Hall, the cold air in the morning has receded a lot.The morning breeze hits lightly, for Jing Tingge who has spent five rounds of four seasons in Cangwu, this kind of wind is basically not called wind.

The carriage specially arranged by the palace for her use during Jidu was waiting outside the gate.

"Where is sir going?"

The coachman looked tall, but thin, wrapped tightly around his body, wearing a cap with ear pressure, but still seemed to be afraid of the cold, and shrank his hands slightly.

Where are you going?The day before yesterday at Ming Luan Palace, Gu Xinglang said that she could go wherever she wanted and meet anyone she wanted.

Then let's see where the bottom line is.She sat down in the car, smiled,
"Teaching Junying."

The road surface was smooth and the carriage was not moving, so that the sudden meal of the horseman's hand holding the whip left no trace at all.There was a sound of wheels, and the carriage left Tong Rong Hall and quickly got on the road around the city, all the way to the north, the morning breeze gently rolled the curtains.

Jiao Junying is in the north of the city.Even Liangmaying, Yumayuanying and other cavalry camps are nearby.

Jing Tingge got out of the car, the soldiers guarding the gate of the camp were no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.Seeing the person who came walking like the wind, imposing like a rainbow, taking it for granted, his heart pounded, wondering if it was some noble person in the palace?Due to discipline, he did not dare to make a show easily. When the other party walked in and stood still, Fang asked in a deep voice:

"The important place of the military camp, who is the girl looking for?"

Jing Tingge smiled brightly: "Master Xue, Lieutenant of Tunqi School."

The little soldier was startled, and said solemnly: "My lord is not in the camp right now."

"When will it be?"

Xiaobing couldn't figure out the identity of the other party, so he didn't dare to speak nonsense, he thought for a while and replied: "If the girl has an appointment with the lord, you can contact the lord by yourself. The lord's daily schedule is not something I can ask to know."

Jing Tingge was not disappointed either. He raised his eyes to look at the other party and said, "I thought I could go in whether Master Xue was there or not. It seems that you didn't receive the order."

But that's all.she secretly thought.The bottom line is so high, how can you go anywhere you want?You can't enter the Jiaojun camp, and you can't enter the Yomorang horse camp. If you want to come, you can't enter all the cavalry garrisons under Xue Zhan's command.

Xue Zhan's territory is impossible to enter, and it may be difficult for the other three to do so.The fourth lieutenant of the Forbidden Army may not be in the camp these days?
What about Chai Yinuo?

She made up her mind, and without waiting for the other party's answer, she turned around and went straight to the carriage stop.The little soldier stood motionless on the spot, bluffed by the last "will" for a long while without recovering.

It is a will, not a command.

His mind was in a hurry, and with the wisdom of half his life, he guessed and guessed, and finally realized who the other party was.

It's so beautiful.

Maybe she is prettier than the ladies in the palace?

"Where are you going next, sir?"

This coachman is straightforward, even if he is a little thinner, and his speech is weak, I don't know which one of the captain's confidantes?Jing Tingge raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that the speculation in advance was not very reasonable——

Originally, the status of a coachman was the best person to monitor her every move here, at least he could roughly know where she went every day.Since it is His Majesty Qi Jun's intention, this person must come from the imperial army, know the way, be able to drive, have a brain, and must be a trusted confidant.

But the four lieutenants of the Forbidden Army are all well-known, who would choose such a weak confidant?With such qualifications, he can't be mixed with the Daqi Forbidden Army Camp, right?
The horse neighed.The coachman lashed out with his whip outside.Jing Tingge came to his senses, calmed down, thought for a while and answered, "Qiji Courtyard."

(End of this chapter)