Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 562: Empress Dowager Identity (1)
Kyoto—she can finally fly away from here!
"I'm not leaving! But you have to leave this place as soon as possible." In the study, Xia Ziqing was sitting at a round table, carefully making tea.

Seeing that he was determined to reply, Xia Qingge opened his mouth to ask the reason, but he insisted on holding back the words that came to his lips. His father was indifferent to fame and fortune, and he definitely would not stay here just to get promoted and get rich. Since he stayed in the capital The reason must be something else.

Thinking of this, Xia Qingge's surprise and bewilderment were instantly calmed down. She quietly glanced at Xia Ziqing, seemingly casually, but as if she was looking at this face carefully.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Xia Ziqing noticed Xia Qingge's expression from the corner of his eye. There was a faint smile on his stern face, and he put the cooked ginseng tea in her hand, "I just came back from outside. , Drink a cup of tea to drive away the cold."

Xia Qingge took it obediently and took a sip, then sincerely praised: "The ginseng tea my father cooked is getting more and more delicious."

Xia Ziqing smiled, "Tea tastes fragrant after a long time, and familiarity makes perfect. I have been cooking this Wushan ginseng tea for decades, so I can naturally deeply understand the cooking technique of this Wushan ginseng tea."

Xia Qingge paused slightly while drinking tea, and then said with a nonchalant smile: "I heard that King Jin, who was famous all over the world, also liked this Wushan tea very much."

After she finished speaking, she raised her eyes to pay attention to Xia Ziqing's expression. The latter's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he returned to his previous indifference and alienation. "This Wushan tea is a favorite tea for the nobles in the capital. There is also the most powerful tea master in the palace, so it is not surprising that King Jin likes Wushan tea very much."

"Hehe, what father said is true." Xia Qingge skipped the topic indifferently. "My daughter is here to discuss with father about leaving the capital. If father is unwilling to leave, then daughter can continue to stay in the capital."

"No!" Xia Ziqing stopped Xia Qingge just after he finished speaking.

"Why?" Xia Qingge became more and more puzzled by his thoughts.

"Crisis abounds in the capital. The emperor is planning to eradicate many forces of the Yang family in the capital, and the Empress Dowager Yang is even more ambitious. Sooner or later, these two people will confront each other head-on. By that time, I am afraid that the world will not be peaceful, and Murong On Yu's side, your presence will also influence his decision, so the emperor advises you to leave, you should leave as soon as possible!"

"Since my father is not afraid of them, why should I be afraid? The daughter still says that, if the father does not leave this place, then the daughter will never leave." She looked at him very resolutely. She doesn't have any emotional communication. What she Xia Qingge knows is that he is her biological father who is related to her by blood, but this kind of family relationship has never been felt in the past ten years. Now in the past six months, Xia Ziqing and her are still not too close , but she could feel his love for her, and even in the past six months, she had a desire for family affection from the bottom of her heart.

Some people have said that the more you can't get something, the more your heart longs for it. She didn't feel the slightest warmth in the previous two lives, and she didn't really understand the meaning of home. Now that she finally got it, how could she Easy to give up.

"Don't mess around, listen to me and pack up your things as soon as possible, and leave the capital as soon as the new year is over. Now that the emperor and the queen mother are fighting, she won't pay too much attention to your existence for the time being, but... But to say something disrespectful, if the emperor Go, the next person she will deal with will definitely be you."

For some reason, Xia Qingge was filled with anger, "Why do you all tell me that the Queen Mother will attack me, but I don't know anything about it. Since she intends to get rid of me, how can she just watch me leave the capital in a big way?"

After finishing speaking, Xia Qingge stood up, "Since my father paid attention to it, I had no choice but to stay. I want to see how clever the Queen Mother's methods are."

"You..." Xia Ziqing showed such helplessness for the first time, and sighed, "That's all, it's not a bad thing if you know some things."

A gleam flashed in Xia Qingge's bright eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he sat down quickly, "What does father want to say?"

Xia Ziqing looked up and glanced at her, "What are you talking about? Tell me what you want to know the most."

"Hehe!" Xia Qingge smiled heartily.It seems that her little trick was spotted by her father.

"You should have known that Murong Yu is the son of the Feng family. In fact, there were disputes in the Feng family hundreds of years ago. This incident happened more than 300 years ago. In order to pamper the enchantress and win the smile of the beauties, he often went to war and dug canals to build huge water palaces. At that time, almost all the strong men of the dynasty were forced to build this huge and incredible palace for Ming Chengzu. From Beijing to a water junction in Luohai, just to make her beauty smile. For this reason, the people all over the world mourned and suffered unspeakably. In the end, three years of suffering caused a large number of strong men to die in foreign lands, and their parents lost their lives. Sons, wives lost their husbands, and young children lost their fathers. In addition, at that time, most of the Yong Dynasty was popularized, and the people suffered greatly. There was nothing they could do about the great resentment, and finally a group of desperate people had no choice but to go to the holy mountain to pray to the real people who cultivated immortals to help them tide over the difficulties. An hour has passed, and it was also the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, when millions of desperate people ran to the top of the ice sea, praying to the gods to save them from the disaster of the gods."

"This story is a bit far away. At this moment, you must not understand why my father told you these things." Xia Ziqing drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and looked at Xia Qingge inscrutablely.

The latter listened fascinated. For some reason, when Xia Ziqing told her this story, her mind suddenly appeared in Fengxian Tower, when Mr. Wan told her a legend thousands of years ago, the slave leader Yashen legendary life.

I don't know if I am too sensitive, or are these two things really related?

"Father, it doesn't matter. I also heard a little about the turmoil in the Yong Dynasty 300 years ago, but I don't know what the relationship between this turmoil has to do with the Queen Mother?"

"The relationship lies in what I'm going to talk about next." I don't know if it was because God really opened his eyes, or if there were some gods who practiced cultivation on the holy mountain, it was three days after the people prayed for blessings. Rain, the sea temperature rises, and white smoke slowly floats above the sea surface. When the smoke gathers, I can see a small boat slowly approaching the shore in a vague way. Several people who are waiting for the appearance of the gods see the boat At that time, they all stood up and walked up.When the ship walked in, they finally saw the figure on the ship. Everyone's faces were shocked. There were two teenagers of similar age on the ship. There is a white silk strip tied behind him, and the man sitting opposite him is dressed in blue and his complexion is exactly the same as that of the man in white, but there is a coldness between his brows. The two of them sat on the boat with a chessboard in the middle. They were playing chess face to face. To everyone's surprise, there was an oil-paper umbrella floating above their heads to protect them from the rain. The waiting people couldn't help being ecstatic after seeing this shock. Isn't this the coming of a living god?Both of them have the appearance of a fairy, and there is an unknown fairy spirit lingering around them. The umbrella can float automatically without being supported.

(End of this chapter)