My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 7

These words were loud and earth-shattering.

But what she planned, not to mention treason, was committing chaos, and she must not take a wrong step, but every time she looked directly at those familiar fox eyes, her fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing her take out a porcelain vase from her cuff, Shen Qing knew in his heart that she didn't believe him, the porcelain vase was so delicate that he couldn't tell which one was slippery for a moment.

Suddenly, seeing her handing it over, he knelt down and took it with both hands. He respectfully couldn't find a single mistake, and his voice was like a spring breeze blowing willows in March:
"I thank you for your reward."

This time, it was beyond Wei Wan's expectation, the eyebrows were slightly raised, and the posture was forward, the two breaths intertwined, the phoenix eye lingered between the eyebrows, and fell on his right eye: "Sir, you know what this is."

Shen Qing lowered his eyes very lightly, and his thin lips were slightly spread, with a perfect arc: "Thunder, rain, and dew are all for your kindness."

"Rong Chang, half a month's release." She stood up straight, picked up the tea, and sipped the tea, "Sir, there is still room for change. You can go to the underworld instead of eating."

In response, he swallowed the Rong Shang Zhi in a smooth motion, his face unchanged and his Adam's apple rolling.

After being stunned for a moment, Wei Wan put down the tea cup in his hand, his phoenix eyes lightly flashed across his clear face, took off a black gold Begonia Order from his waist and handed it to him: "The day after tomorrow, I will sweep the court to welcome you, Mr. Feng." I am the guest of Huaiwu Palace."

The two rubbed shoulders, only to see that her beaded embroidered shoes stopped for a while.

Shen Qingji heard her voice gently brushing against the base of his ear like a feather, coming from his left ear: "Sir, I really admire your far-sightedness."

After a while, the courtyard was empty. Then Shen Qingji raised his hand and rubbed his earlobe. His fox eyes were deep. After a while, he spit out the foreign object under his tongue. After returning to the side courtyard, he threw the handkerchief into the charcoal furnace and burned it. do.

Shan Song stood behind Shen Qingji with his sword in his arms, tilted his head and asked, "My lord, does my lord not believe you?"

He rinsed his mouth with tea, and said lightly, "Should she believe me?"

"Of course..." Shan Song was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"It's very good as it is now." Shen Qingji closed his eyes, only to see the arc of his long eyelashes curled up, "but, although he is wary, he is still soft-hearted. If the sugar pills are replaced by the real Rongshang, it will be better." Better."

"Have you seen her?" A clear voice came from outside the bamboo house, through the bamboo window, and saw a red dress standing under the morning sun, smiling cynically, "It seems that I really can't keep you."

He curled his thin lips into a smile, and suddenly the sky was as gorgeous as the light passing through the mist, and the light complexion was stained with the light of the moment, which made people have the illusion that he should be so amazing in the world: "I only give the Shen family There are two paths, I still hope Brother Shen...consider it carefully."
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Inside the carriage.

Qing Zhui put the wooden box of candied fruit in the secret compartment on the low table, glanced at Wei Wan's expression, and then said carefully: "Young master, this maidservant looks at this young master of the Shen family, why... he looks like an old friend."

"Old man? Who do you think he is?" She supported her temples with one hand, and her red lips parted slightly, making her look charming and charming. When the two got close to each other just now, his delicate texture was smooth and there was nothing to cover it up. It is her strangeness, is it possible that there are two people who are so similar in the world?
Wei Wan took out the letter box from the wide sleeve of soft smoke, unfolded it, and the handwriting was faint:

At the top of the list, the strategist succeeded Zhou.

Thinking of the game just now, the corners of her lips curled up with a mocking expression.

She is indeed like what he said, she is used to the prosperity and chaos of Jinyang, but if she hadn't also seen the sea of ​​blood on the battlefield, if it was her back then, she might really poison people to death.

Qing Zhui couldn't help thinking of that old man. In those years in the capital of Jinyang, whoever saw the last sentence was so amazing that it surpassed all countries, but he didn't know. In terms of the art of trying to figure out people's hearts and swaying horizontally and horizontally, that master and this heir Zhou Gongzi , who will be better.

At this time, the carriage shook, the horse neighed, and then stopped.

Wei Wan supported the car wall with one hand, and pulled Qing Zhui who was about to fall out of the car with the other, and asked with a frown, "What's going on?"

The coachman was also a little confused for a while, the horses in the stables of Prince Huaiwu's mansion, even if they were pulling the carts, were all good frontier horses, with the most stable temperament, not to mention that Jinyang was full of gold, so as not to bump into the nobles, the bearers would inevitably do it before going out. If there is no problem, it should be checked: "Mr. Wu An, this horse is out of control just now for some reason."

Qing Zhui yelled: "I thought I was attacked, so be careful and hurt the master, so watch your head carefully."

Wei Wan opened the curtain. This road was not the only way from Shen's Mansion to Prince Huaiwu's Mansion. It was extremely remote and rarely visited by people.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the deserted street, the corners of her lips curled up, becoming more and more serious.

At night, under the corridor of Fuyun Pavilion, there are octagonal palace lanterns hanging, rippling the color of warm velvet, the man is wrapped in an evergreen cloak, and the bamboo hat hides his face, he walks through the hall and enters the main room. Opening the bamboo hat, people can see his face clearly. This person is the man who was lying beside the Yunyang County Lord that day and played the piano with a light veil covering his face.

"Ping Que, I have met you, Young Master."

The small carved table in front of Wei Wan was covered with the intricately depicted silk cloth, and he tapped the table with his index finger: "Can your majesty issue an edict?"

"Yes, the young master came back from Jinque that day, and the king's order came down to the Yunyang Hou's mansion, ordering the Marquis to teach the county magistrate, otherwise he will be arrested by the Sikou mansion." The man bowed his head respectfully, and raised his eyes. He stared at the Begonia carpet without raising his head.

Thinking of the long needle nailed into the horse's knee brought up by the groom at noon, her phoenix eyes became darker and darker, "I'm not going to play with her in that house, but she committed a crime in my hands, so don't blame me for taking her Jinshan knife, because of it." New Year's Eve celebration at the end of the year."

"I remember that Zuo Si used to be Song Huai, and he used to be a member of the Marquis of Yunyang?" She touched the corner of the silk cloth and drew a cross on Song Huai's name with a vermilion pen. With a soft voice, she walked along the road with her index finger : "Since Uncle Wang suffers from nowhere to go, as a slave girl, I should always do my filial piety and pass him a knife. Now the officials and officials are divided into two parts. Taishi and Si Guo belong to the Yunyang Hou Party, and Si Kou and Tianbu Shi belong to the party." The Zuo division is a party. The Marquis of Yunyang lacks a judge, how can the Zuo division not show some blood, and lead them to fight each other, and we can just watch from the sidelines."

She took out a scroll from the secret compartment, handed it to Pingque, and ordered: "Put this in Yunyanghou's study and bring a spy to take a look. Leave the rest alone. After the matter is completed, evacuate Yunyanghou's mansion."

Ping Que held both ends of the painting scroll with both hands, and said respectfully: "Yes."

"Song Huai is dead and the post of Si Guo is vacant. Please recommend a suitable person."

Ping Que deliberated and said: "Whether to use our people."

After finishing speaking, those bloody scenes engraved on the bone marrow instantly flew into my mind.How could you not hate it!The Wei family is full of heroes and heroes, and their deaths on the battlefield are all a huge conspiracy.Under the Que Que Valley, the wind was so strong, so cold, and so deep, five hundred cavalry built a shield for her, and she watched her friends who had fought side by side with her, being smashed to pieces one by one by the boulders.

And she was so powerless, so small, her companion's blood splashed on her face, and her stump fell beside her.

Wei Wan thought of the chess game in the daytime again, how could she not want all the Wei family members to be buried with him!How could you not want these lackeys of the court to pay the price!But killing to stop killing is not a long-term solution after all, and none of those who plot against the Wei family should even think about running away.

Wei Wan rolled up the silk cloth and said: "As a minister, you should have a heart for the heaven and earth, and a destiny for the people. My plan is to clear up the government and the opposition, so that the soldiers stationed on the border can fight on the battlefield without any worries, instead of exhausting their efforts and dying under the plans of powerful ministers. Calculating. As for forming parties for personal gain, controlling government affairs is not my original intention."

The candlelight was reflected in the pupils, Wei Wan seemed to have seen it. That year in Jinyang, she leaned on the railing to look at him, a young heroic young man in fresh clothes and angry horse, riding a horse across the ten-mile long street.

Seeing her all of a sudden, he smiled recklessly and exuberantly, and shouted: Awan Wei, what are you looking at.

The young man's vigor and vigor are all in his eyes, mountains and rivers are reflected in his eyes, and huge gullies are in his heart. In an instant, he occupies the brilliance of the world and captures the beauty of the world.

After a long time, he just murmured: "In terms of good strategy, after all, I am not as good as one or two tenths of you."

　As it turns out, rolling your throat doesn't mean you've actually swallowed.

　　The complexion is light, that is, the appearance is plain.

　　The male protagonist and Wan Wan battle with wits and courage, and each mountain is always higher than the other.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)