Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 272 Princess
When someone heard the words, they suddenly hated, but they didn't dare to say it out loud, they just complained: "How can we start a war in Chang'an City? Even if the Empress Dowager wants Princess Wenyuan as her daughter-in-law, she can't start a war in Chang'an City."

The implication is that the old woman didn't take our lives seriously at all.

Someone stopped the man and shook his head to signal not to speak.

Soon, another voice sounded in the crowd: "I almost lost my life, what else can I say, even if we really want to start a war in Chang'an City, we must be called in advance, and we don't care about our lives at all. , if it weren't for the emperor, we might all be dead."

"Yes." In the corner, a man stood up, furiously, "Sleeping well, a rocket came into the window, and it was from the Southern Chu army, but the one who shot the arrow turned out to be my queen mother's pro-barracks, Chilling, chilling, the poison of the tiger will not eat you, but the Queen Mother started a war in Chang'an City for a daughter-in-law. .”

One after another, more and more people stood up.

Looking at the familiar faces among them, Meng Baiyun understood that this is all a fucking routine.

The emperor played a good game of chess.

With so many chess pieces to arouse public anger, the queen mother's "evil deeds" have nowhere to hide, selfishness, and the image of a vicious and terrifying old lady suddenly emerged.

These people made sensational complaints, and in the end the entire refuge apparently became a conference for the empress dowager to complain.

More and more people are taking refuge, and public grievances are getting heavier.

The emperor's "sympathy" is even more vivid.

More and more cronies of the emperor are coming from all directions to protect and help this group of people who are helpless and anxious. Don't forget the previous propaganda, the emperor sent us here. The emperor has no real power, and everyone is not enough. There are only a few of us, but we will do our best to protect everyone's safety.

Then, not long after, a few men in Southern Chu military uniforms came over.

These emperor's personal guards fulfilled their promise of "protecting them to the death". Several Southern Chu troops actually chopped up these emperor's personal guards to the point of blood. Naturally, several Southern Chu troops were outnumbered and died in the end.

However, the bloody personal guard who was chopped off is undoubtedly a living and sensational card.

All of a sudden, there were voices supporting the emperor.

Meng Baiyun poked Guigu with his arm: "The emperor is really terrific, tsk tsk, I knew before that he was hiding everything, and now I have seen how powerful he is. This bitter trick has been bought by the people."

Guigu pursed his lips and chuckled, and ordered Sanshui to run back to get the medicinal materials.

Seeing the dangerous situation outside, Meng Baiyun stopped Sanshui: "Let me go, he is so thin, how many things can he carry, and there is a lot of fighting in your area, if he gets hurt, you Don't cry."

"Then I'll go by myself, and you don't want to go either."

Meng Baiyun stopped him: "You know I'm dizzy. I've been here for so long, and I'm a little dizzy. It's good to go out to get some fresh air. My martial arts are better than yours. If something happens, I can get out of it."

Guigu was still worried, so he called Baiyang over.

"Bai Yang, you accompany Bai Yun to my house, get medicinal materials, and protect her well."

"kindness."

As soon as the two of them came out of the shelter, they saw a few carriages and saw the marks of the wheels on the muddy ground. It was not a small burden.

The carriage stopped, and a person got off the first one. He met Meng Baiyun's eyes coldly, but when he ordered, he was very dignified: "Move them all down for me and send them in."

"Weng Junsheng, why are you here?"

"Come to make money for the country, can't you?"

Meng Baiyun looked at the buckets of cooked porridge, rice noodles, steamed buns, and a large amount of gauze and medicinal materials, which were exactly what they needed urgently.

"Hehe, it seems that you knew that there was going to be a war, and the preparations are quite complete. There is so much porridge, you can't cook it in the middle of the night, right? The fight just started this morning. You started cooking porridge in the middle of the night last night. You're pretty well informed."

"Otherwise, why are you called a businessman? Listen up, one penny, one bowl, and go to distribute porridge."

A penny for a bowl, tsk, does this person have to do this?
He also said that he came here to make money for the country. This is clearly a loss-making business. For a penny, you can’t eat a chopstick of meat these days. His minced meat porridge is thick and full of ingredients. , It can be seen that the capital has been paid enough.

It's clearly here to do good, so I have to be tough with her.

She yelled inside: "Everyone can drink whatever they want. As for the money, Boss Weng was joking with everyone. We will take care of Boss Weng's business more in the future. It's not in vain for him to work tirelessly to deliver food, drinks and medicinal materials to everyone."

Weng Junsheng looked at Meng Baiyun like an idiot: "Who said I was joking."

"Yes, Weng Junsheng, it seems that you are now a royalist party. Long Aohan has already told you that you will fight today."

He said yes, but there was no good tone.

Meng Baiyun pasted it, and said with a smile: "To be honest, when you knew that Zhu Yun was Long Aohan, were you angry?"

"I have nothing to be angry about. General Long is someone I respect, and Zhu Yun is my best brother. The two of them are the same person. I have nothing to be angry about. It's you..."

"What's wrong with me?"

"I made things difficult for you several times, made you leave Zhuyun, and kept humiliating you with words, you, you..." His expression became more and more awkward, "Aren't you angry with me?"

Meng Baiyun smiled heartily: "Why am I angry at you? You are targeting me because you fancy brother Zhu Yun. Why should I be angry if he has a friend like you?"

As he spoke, he hooked Weng Junsheng's shoulders, not doing anything right: "To be honest, I thought you liked him at one time, tell me honestly, do you really like him?"

Weng Junsheng's face turned red, and he said after a long time: "I like women."

"His face, dressed as a woman, is also very interesting."

"Meng Baiyun, do you have any righteous conduct?"

He finally stopped holding hands with her, and sighed helplessly.

Meng Baiyun felt that four words suddenly flowed between him and Weng Junsheng: Settle the past.

Before, he thought she was a married woman, but he shamelessly seduced Zhu Yun. He was in a difficult situation at the beginning and tried everything to stop her.

Later, in order to beg him to help her escape, she pretended to be a lover, and he gritted his teeth even more angrily.

Afterwards, he kept gnashing his teeth at her all the time, never letting her get close to Zhu Yun.

In fact, Meng Baiyun understood, he just cared too much about this brother Long Aohan, and didn't want him to suffer any harm.

Meng Baiyun even felt that he was inferior to Weng Junsheng to Long Aohan.

She knew that when Long Aohan was hiding herself, she left him angrily.

But Weng Junsheng never left him, no matter whether he was Long Aohan or Zhu Yun, he regarded him as the strongest brother and spared no effort to help him.

Meng Baiyun was very ashamed, but he also secretly thought, if Weng Junsheng knew that the encounter between him and Long Aohan was nothing but a trap set up by Long Aohan, and that it was Long Aohan's plan for him to fall into the water and be rescued, he would lose his memory after waking up. It was Long Aohan's conspiracy, what would happen to him?

However, no matter what, Meng Baiyun felt that Weng Junsheng was a sensible person, and he must have felt that even if they met in drowning, amnesia after waking up was Long Aohan's trick, but afterward Long Aohan accompanied him to drink and talk happily, and spent the joy The years are all sincere.

Outside the city, the battle grew fiercer and fiercer.

I heard that the queen mother has moved reinforcements from around.

There were more and more refugees in the city, and this shelter obviously couldn't accommodate so many people.

Therefore, the Dragon Mansion, Weng Junsheng's mansion, Meng Baiyun's current Meng Mansion, Mr. Zhang's mansion, and all royalist mansions have become refugee camps.

The prestige of the emperor, when the queen mother and the king of Jin are fighting to the death, is like a spark that gradually starts a prairie fire.

The fierce battle outside the city did not stop until dark.

The sky was getting dark, but the setting sun was not as red as the flames at the gate of the city.

Half of the sky is dyed red. If this is not a war, but a grand bonfire, it will undoubtedly be beautiful.

But now, everyone's heart is heavy.

At midnight, Meng Baiyun leaned against the table to take a nap. Several children slept in her bed, and the yard was full of adults laying on the floor.

Suddenly heard the sound of the flute again, she suddenly opened her eyes.

There is a woman in front of me, very familiar.

She remembered who it was, that person was holding a flute in his hand.

Meng Baiyun thought it was a dream.

It wasn't until she brought the flute to her, and she reached out and touched the cold flute, that she realized that it was not a dream.

"You came to me?"

"Yes, princess."

Princess, did she hear it wrong?

This woman is Yan Hongyi's wet nurse, and Meng Baiyun met her several times when he was in the posthouse.

Once she even tapped her acupuncture points and knocked her out.

She will never hold a grudge, so come and call her a boar in the middle of the night.

Very likely.

But she heard her yelling again: "Princess, this servant recognized you at a glance, you are so similar, you and your mother are too similar."

Meng Baiyun was dumbfounded by her words.

"Are you sleepwalking?"

"Princess, this is the flute that your mother gave to the late emperor. The late emperor has kept it by his side all these years. Before the late emperor died, he gave this flute to his servant, so that if the servant can come to Beiliang one day, he must personally deliver the flute to the emperor. in your mother's hands."

Meng Baiyun stopped the other party: "Wait, you speak human words."

"Princess."

"I'll let you speak in human language." Meng Baiyun turned cold. "I'm not in the mood to joke with you. I don't understand what you've been talking about."

The other party was startled, and then said: "Didn't your mother tell you about your father?"

Father.

It wasn't Meng Shijun anyway.

She thought it was Xiao Gufeng, but Xiao Gufeng told her that night that he had never touched her mother.

Her father, could it be...

The imperial concubine said that back then, her mother danced all over the city at the queen mother's birthday banquet, which attracted three men, Meng Shijun, Xiao Wang, and Yan Hongyi, who was still a prince at that time, all fascinated by her.

The person in front of her was Yan Hongyi's wet nurse, a servant of the Southern Chu royal family, who kept calling her a princess.

My head exploded, how could it be!
really.

is that a lie.

(End of this chapter)