Sometimes the palace is sunny

The light shone on Shen Shiqing's face through the extremely thin goat's horns, illuminating the lingering smile between her brows.

Silver thread embroidered honeysuckle all over her indigo brocade, and daylilies in the form of clusters snaked around the hem of her silver-red skirt.

Shen Shiqing, who was surrounded by such splendor, was like a spring grass in the corner of Xie Family's courtyard, a delicate flower, silent and not brilliant, no matter what kind of mediocre person he was, when he passed by, he would feel I can step on her with one foot.

Only she, Zhao Fuya, knew that this flower was dangerous.

Because Zhao Fuya thought she was the same flower as Shen Shiqing.

The men in this world treat her as a decoration, as a decoration, as a dispensable gift, and send her from the palace in Jiangxi to the capital, and they want her to be grateful to Dade, just like a cat. A dog, who had to wag their tails for a little food from their bowl.

And those self-deprecating and self-deprecating things would actually compete with others for such a small thing.

These people, how did they know that there is a kind of flower in the world that can grow silently and bloom shockingly? !
"I knew it." At this critical moment, Zhao Fuya actually smiled, she smiled and waved her hand, and someone put the sedan chair that carried her on the ground.

"I just knew, Shen Shiqing, that sooner or later you'd be able to do something big. Over the years, I've watched you pretend to be so innocent and harmless. You're not tired of pretending, and I'm tired of watching the show. You send At the time of that blood letter, I really thought you were driven into a desperate situation, but I didn't expect, Shen Shiqing, you even pretended at that time."

Zhao Fuya was amazed:
"That is to say, you didn't have any evidence in your hand, but you just made such a trick and deceived us all."

Shen Shiqing lowered her eyes, with a slight smile on her face:
"Old lady, what I had in the past is not important at all, what matters is now."

Until he was tricked into entering Yanjing, Yingjun King Zhao Jiqu frowned:

"Since this is the case, no one in this garden can stay, come here, do it!"

"and many more!"

Zhao Fuya made people stop at this moment.

"Mr. Chen, I have a few questions. I think there is no one in this world to answer me except you. You answered me well. Tonight, I can at least keep your whole body."

Zhao Jiqu looked at his elderly aunt dissatisfied, but saw her standing up tremblingly.

"Regardless of whether there are tricks behind you and me, after tonight, there will only be one person left in this world. Shen Shi, Shen Shiqing, let me ask you, if you and I change places, you are the eldest daughter of the British Duke's Mansion. From the day you were born, you knew that you only had one day to get married, how are you going to do it?"

Seeing Shen Shiqing looking at her with those deep eyes, Zhao Fuya still smiled.

"I encouraged my younger brother and nephew to rebel. Regardless of success or failure, the history books will not leave me with a few words of justice that can be heard."

Therefore, she wanted to hear what Shen Shiqing said.

This can be regarded as a flower, a tribute to another flower.

"In the summer of the 13th year of Mingkang, the head of Huaiyuan County had a big birthday. In order to celebrate his aunt's birthday, the king of Yingjun specially selected Song Jinxuanmei, which is unique to Jiangxi, and sent it to Yanjing as a birthday gift. Song Jinxuanmei, known as the 'King of Chunlan', was born in Mengchun. The orchids that bloom in season, in order to make them bloom in summer, the King of England specially conscripted hundreds of mountain people into the mountains to pick orchids in the deep winter, and built ice houses to transplant orchids to delay their flowering. With the heavy snowfall, dozens of mountain people were frostbitten in a few days, and seven mountain people were buried in the stream of the poor mountain and the edge of the orchid."

Shen Shiqing slowly talked about such an old incident.

"Zhou Pingji, the chief envoy of Jiangxi at that time, wrote to the imperial court, saying that the palace of Mingying Commandery was extravagant. The late emperor had always been lenient to the clan, so he let this matter go lightly. On the contrary, Zhou Pingji's daughter went out during the Shangyuan Festival and was captured by thieves. Go, lose your reputation."

Looking at the lamp in her hand, Shen Shiqing sighed softly:

"Half a year later, on the birthday of the county lord of Huaiyuan, ten pots of Song Jinxuan plums were placed under the bright July sun in Yanjing. The daughter of the Zhou family who returned to her hometown in Shaanxi became unconscious and drowned in the pond."

She raised her eyes again:
"Being in a different place with you, do I dare? Am I worthy?

"Old lady, Huaiyuan county magistrate, you are unwilling to be a woman, so you want other people's flesh and blood to pave the way for you. You walk on it, and you want others to sing praises to you? Why don't you let a woodcutter and this man beside you The useless nephew changed places? Why don't you let a poor woman who can't eat enough to live with you? Because you can't see them, you can only see what you want, you are from the clan, you hate yourself for not being Dayong Dimai, as the head of the county, you are angry at yourself for not being a man and not being able to inherit the power of the Prince of England. What kind of woman, what kind of clan, in the end, you just hate yourself for not getting enough.

"Do you still want me, the person who was ruined by you, to speak a word of justice for you? Alright, I will sentence you to death once, Zhao Fuya, the head of Huaiyuan County
"——You, mediocre, are nothing more than a powerful slave."

Zhao Fuya's body swayed violently, almost unable to stand.

She already had stab wounds from "Shen Shiqing" earlier on her body, but this time it seemed like she had been stabbed many times again.

Seeing that she was putting on airs but being scolded by Shen Shi back, Zhao Jiqu grinned and then whispered to his subordinates:

"All the people in this yard will not be left behind, but all will be killed."

His subordinates are all elite dead soldiers who came to Yanjing from Jiangxi with him. Although there are only a dozen of them, they are all brave and good at fighting. How can they care about Shen Shiqing's servants and maids?

The cold blade was unsheathed, with a cold light, and when they were killing Shen, there was a burst of shouting outside the courtyard.

The situation changed suddenly, and Zhao Jiqu quickly made people stop again:

"What's going on outside?"

"My lord, Xie Lin'an led a group of servants and surrounded the courtyard where the son and the county master live."

Xie Lin'an?
Zhao Jiqu glanced at his aunt, and then at Shen Shi.

This woman is determined not to stay!

Zhao Fuya breathed a sigh of relief, sneered and said:

"Mr. Chen, do you think that someone can save you if you let Xie Lin'an lead people to procrastinate? Today the palace is on fire, and all the people from Jinyiwei and the two factories will be transferred to Xiyuan. No one will come to rescue you. You ruined Your father and mother's name, and you committed yourself to the emperor, can't save your life."

Shen Shiqing lowered her eyes again.

She wanted to sigh a little.

These people, standing behind the powerful, oppressed her almost out of breath in the past few years, but listening to them and watching them act, she just found it boring.

If it wasn't for revenge, she would rather criticize some papers, or scold a few ministers who opposed female officials entering the court, or criticize some maids' homework.

"Kill me, and the matter of King Yingjun's private entry into Beijing can be erased at will? It's not that easy."

Zhao Jiqu really didn't want to listen to these lunatic women talking anymore, he gave him a look, and his cronies picked up the knife and killed Shen Shi straightly.

"boom."

His confidant fell face to face on the ground, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his chest seemed to have been blasted to pieces.

Zhao Jiqu looked at Shen Shi again, only to see that the lamp she was carrying earlier had been placed on the ground by her at some point.

In her hand was a firecracker.

"King of England, when I want to speak, you'd better let me speak."

The muzzle of the firecracker was slightly raised, facing Zhao Jiqu's head.

Zhao Jiqu: ...how does this crazy woman have so many moves?
"what do you want to say?"

"It's nothing." Shen Shiqing said with a smile, "I just want to tell the county king that you secretly hid hundreds of catties of gunpowder in Ning'an Bo's mansion, and you want to use the connection between Bo's mansion and Xiyuan water system to secretly dig a secret road in order to plot rebellion. A lot of people know about it."

Possession of gunpowder?

what?
Before Zhao Jiqu could react, Zhao Fuya's eyes widened:

"Send someone to the secret passage!"

late.

The flames shot up into the sky, deafening.

The earth trembled and the ice on the pond shattered.

In such a catastrophe, Shen Shiqing held the firecracker steadily in his hand.

She thanked Zhao Surui for polishing the waist and arms of this body for her in the past few months.

"boom!"

In the violent shock and confusion, her firecracker just hit Zhao Jiqu, king of Yingjun.

"Snapped."

In Xiyuan, Zhao De Emperor Zhao Surui, who clamored to prepare his horse to go to Ning'anbo Mansion, was slapped in the face.

Lin Miaozhen beat him.

"A fire in the palace is a disaster that hasn't happened in a hundred years since the founding of the country. If you leave the palace at this time, are you still the emperor?"

No Responsibility Extra Episode 21
The sulking Zhao Surui couldn't find anyone to comfort him, so he could only get angry at Shen Shiqing in his dream.

"I pacified the Northwest! My aunt actually despises me!"

Shen Shiqing sat on the wind, it was rare that he didn't ponder any paints, but he had a few books in his hands.

"It's not that Mr. Zhao Ge dislikes you. She probably thinks that according to the temperament of you and me, there is only one child in this life, so some care will cause chaos."

Zhao Surui squeezed beside her, cursing: "Hmph. It's fine to give birth to a boy, but if I give birth to a girl and follow my temperament, then I will never be disliked in this life!"

Shen Shiqing recalled whether she had ever been really angry in this life, and saw Zhao Surui's face suddenly changed.

"Forget it, if you meet someone as insidious as you... that's fine."

Shen Shiqing laughed:
"Your Majesty, why do you praise me again?"

I thought my body recovered.

The body is coughing up blood to show that it is still a little weak.

Zhao Fuya thought she and Ah Qing were Yu Liang, and Ah Qing thought she was trash.

The next chapter is Zhao Siri's home field.