Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1378 Fan Wai III

In the second year after Dadi Dynasty moved to Xinjing, the winter was extremely cold.

In a newly built house in a small village in the outskirts, the owner's newly brewed rice wine was warmed on a small stove, and the fire was warmly reflected on the young woman's face, adding a bit of warmth to her delicate and beautiful face.A little boy with braided horns was sitting on the heated kang opposite her, cross-legged and shaking his head, reading "Disciples Regulations". Two figures, one big and one small, came into the picture, bringing endless warmth to this deep cold night.

At Haishi, the woman took care of the little boy and just fell asleep when a dog barked in the yard.

The woman put on her clothes and went out to open the door, "Why are you here at this hour? The wine has been warmed twice."

With a smile in her reproachful voice, she stepped forward to help lift the curtain of the carriage.

In the wind and snow at the gate of the courtyard, a carriage covered by the curtain was parked. The driver was tying the horse, and the woman who got out of the carriage was Mo Jiu.

Even though she was dressed lightly, the pair of embroidered phoenix boots that seemed to be stained with the prosperity of the palace still seemed a little out of place when they stepped on the snow and mud of the farmhouse.

"Still warming the wine? Yan'er, every time we meet, you have new surprises for me? It seems that your potential can be further tapped. In addition to embroidery and wine making, maybe you can make me a few large-caliber bottles." Come out with your firecrackers!"

Song Yan pursed her lips and smiled, glanced at Mo Jiu's clean shoes inadvertently, moved aside a little awkwardly, and held her arm tightly, "Don't tease me, be more careful with your feet. The snow is heavy, and the road here is slippery. "

Mo Jiu teased, "Are you still afraid of me falling? Don't even think about who Mo Jiu is."

"Yes yes yes! Master Mo Jiu is the most powerful! Come, please come inside Master Jiu!"

The curtains were lifted lightly, and as soon as people entered the room, they could smell the aroma of homemade rice wine. When they inhaled it into their noses, there was a hint of the familiar fragrance unique to Lishang.

Mo Jiu took a deep breath, lifted the hem of the men's robe, sat on the rattan chair that Song Yan had prepared in advance, filled a glass unceremoniously, savored it carefully for a moment, and praised endlessly, "Yan'er! The wine brewing is authentic, if you improve it a bit, it will be inferior to the Xiao family's pear blossom brewing. If you add some heat in a few years, you may open the pear cup, and it will not be comparable."

Song Yan smiled, "Don't be ashamed of me! How can pear blossom wine and pear cup be compared with my crude wine and crude wine? I just have nothing to do, do it for myself and drink for fun—"

Mo Jiu looked up, "I'm afraid not?"

Song Yan didn't react for a moment, she looked at her suspiciously, the corner of Mo Jiu's lips curled up and couldn't help laughing, "Isn't it just for someone?"

Hearing her words, Song Yan's originally smiling face became inexplicably embarrassed, and she raised her wrist to stroke the broken hair beside her ear, "Nonsense! I haven't contacted him for many years, how could I make wine for him..."

"Pfft!" Mo Jiu smiled and hugged her shoulders, "It's so sad, I thought you made it for me, so I don't have me in my heart, only him?"

Song Yan knew that she was being teased by him, so she let out a soft annoyance, "It's just your bad mouth, you're making fun of me again!"

"Don't dare! Yan'er, you should know why I came here today." Mo Jiu's eyes fell on her fair wrist holding the poker, and he said slowly: "Nanrong is gone, but Liulang is Yes. After all, they are blood relatives, and he has no more relatives. You are his only cousin, and it is only natural to take care of you. Why do you insist on refusing?"

Song Yan lowered her head, not daring to look into Mo Jiu's eyes.

Da Dichao moved from Lin'an to Yanjing, and she also followed from Lin'an to Yanjing.

However, she did not accept all the help provided by Xiao Qian and Mo Jiu, and relied on the money earned from her rustic goods shop to bring Song Li to complete the northward move.

Therefore, she came to Yanjing a year later than Mo Jiu and Xiao Qian, and this small farmhouse was only newly completed for two months.

This was the fifth time Mo Jiu came to persuade her to enter the palace, and it was also the fifth time Song Yan refused.

"Mo Jiu, since the Southern Rong Dynasty was swept into the dust of history, my fate has been doomed. How can a princess of the former dynasty enter the palace of the new dynasty again? Your Majesty has just ascended to the Great Treasure, and just when we need to work together to consolidate the country, I Don't add a little flaw to his political affairs, causing people to criticize."

"Stupid, aren't you? You can't live a good life, but you have to make yourself so difficult? Let me tell you, people like Xiao Liulang have nothing to be afraid of. Even Su Yi dares to bring someone into the palace to do it in a grand manner. His royal monk, you, a weak woman, are even more harmless. Even if you enter the palace and be recognized by others, who would dare to gossip without fear of death? Is it too late?"

"I know." Song Yan cunningly fingered the corner of her clothes, "But I... have other reluctance."

"What else? Say it!"

Mo Jiu was so anxious that she wanted to roll her eyes, but Song Yan was not in a hurry.

"I was born in the royal family, grew up in the royal family, and was destroyed by the royal family. I have awe and fear for the royal family. I don't like royal life... On the contrary, I live in this small village cottage, and I support myself with my own hands I and my children are more comfortable than before. Mo Jiu, I enjoy the current situation and never want to change."

Mo Jiu stared at her for a moment, got up and filled the glasses of wine for the two of them, glanced sideways at Xiao Song Li who was sleeping soundly on the kang, and after a long time turned his head to look at Song Yan, "If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about Li'er Think about the future? There is a better husband in the palace, he can study with Zhizhi, grow up, learn literature and martial arts..."

"What's the point of doing these things? He obtained fame, became an official, and became a king and knight... so he can be happy? If it's not for fame, I can teach her by myself."

Song Yan seldom grabs Bai Mojiu. Over the years, she has become quiet and gentle, and the speed of her speech is often controlled in a flat arc. The sudden sharpness made Mo Jiu startled, but she didn't immediately think of a rebuttal if.

Obtaining fame and title, conferring kings and knights, may be the greatest honor for a common people.

But Song Yan didn't think so, it was not what she wanted.

For such a person who has no desires or desires, Mo Jiu suddenly feels helpless, and almost sighs to persuade: "Li'er's life is his after all. You are his mother, and you can't deprive him of the right to choose life."

Song Yan was silent for a while, "He is my son, so he has to listen to me."

Mo Jiu: "..."

Under the influence of Mo Jiu, Song Yan's ideology has gradually changed over the years, but some deep-rooted concepts were not formed overnight, nor can they be changed overnight.For example, in Song Yan's consciousness, the child is her mother's private property, and she paranoidly dominates everything about Song Li.Not only did she not meet Wanyanxiu herself, she also simply and rudely prevented Song Li from recognizing Wanyanxiu father and son.

The original intention is good, but is it really the best choice for children?
Mo Jiu couldn't give this answer, and Song Yan actually didn't know.

Suddenly the scene became cold, Song Yan sat stiffly for a while, Shi Shiran got up, and poured wine for Mo Jiu, "I specially made the wine for you, don't waste it."

Mo Jiu rolled her eyes, "Did you just say it wasn't for me?" She held the wine glass and put it to her lips for a long time without drinking, her brows were tightly knit, and she turned red for a while before putting down the glass, sighing faintly.

"After moving to the new capital, this palace is becoming more and more deserted."

Song Yan looked at the slight sorrow in her delicate and picturesque eyebrows, and pursed her lips, "If you are lonely, come to me often."

Mo Jiu chuckled, "How can it be as convenient as you are in the palace?"

Song Yan said: "Your Majesty didn't allow you to be free, who can restrain you?"

She was right, Xiao Qian not only allowed her to come and go freely, but also allowed her the right to participate in politics, braving the court's civil and military rhetoric.Under one person, above ten thousand people, empress Dadi, no one can surpass her since ancient times, but Mo Jiu is not as happy as she thought at the beginning.

In the past, she thought that once Xiao Qian was in control of the country and the power, there would be nothing in this world that could restrain them.

"But above the imperial power, there is no real freedom. With the phoenix crown on my head, how can I, Mo Jiu, be the real Mo Jiu?"

Hearing her inexplicable emotion, Song Yan held her hand distressedly, and shifted her gaze to her flat belly, "You... still don't believe me?"

She knew it was inappropriate to ask this question, but she asked it anyway.Over the years, if there is anything about Mo Jiu that is worth worrying about her, it is her stomach.Not only Song Yan was worried, but all civil and military officials in the court were also staring.Emperor Da Di did not have concubines, only the empress in the harem, but the emperor and empress only had a princess, not even half a prince. Who would inherit the Da Di country?

When they were in Lin'an, the officials had been arguing about this matter, and they were even more anxious when they arrived in Yanjing. Every time they spoke to the emperor, they were suppressed by Xiao Qian.

He rarely mentioned these things to Mo Jiu, but Mo Jiu knew it all in his heart.She, who has always been willful, felt sad for the first time about having a son.

"No." She shook her head, met Song Yan's worried eyes, pursed her lips and chuckled, and said nonchalantly, "Hey, it's true that the emperor is not in a hurry to kill the eunuch. Xiao Liulang and I are still young, and there is nothing wrong with our bodies , are you still worried about not having children in the future?"

"..." With this sentence, Mo Jiu can fool others, but not Song Yan.

Seeing that she was silent, Mo Jiu smiled wryly, and glared at her resentfully, "What are you doing looking at me like that? I said you insist on keeping which pot unopened and carrying which pot, right? Believe it or not, I will punish you for a crime of disrespect." ?:"

Song Yan was amused by her pretending to be angry, "Yes, empress, calm down, the grass people will never dare again! Come on, let's not mention that, just drink."

Green ant new roasted wine, red furnace small fire clay.It was a cold winter night, and the two of them sipped wine, roasted the glowing fire, and chatted about homework, having a lot of fun.After about half an hour, Mo Jiu was ready to leave.

"So anxious today?" Song Yan took the wind cloak hanging behind the door for her, "It's windy and snowy outside, why don't you stay and sleep with me overnight?"

"Come on! If I stay, Xiao Qian will go to court tomorrow, and I will have another crime." Mo Jiu smiled and tied the ribbon of the cloak, "I really don't want him to wipe my ass all day long."

"Pfft. Your mouth... speaks nasty words again."

"How can this be a dirty word? It's clearly the truth."

"Yes, yes, maybe His Majesty likes to wipe your ass?"

To Mo Jiu, this sentence didn't have any filthy meaning at all, but Song Yan's acceptance was deeply influenced by it. Such a sudden sentence, her intuition was blatant, and she bowed her head immediately, a little embarrassed.Mo Jiu turned around in surprise, looked at her face that suddenly blushed, couldn't help but raised her hand and pinched it, and said with a smile, "Little lady, have you failed at school? Tell me, what are you thinking about?"

"Hate!"

"Haha, getting better and better, it suits Master Jiu's appetite. Wait obediently, Master Jiu will come back to ask you out!"

She is an indifferent master, after teasing Song Yan, she left the door with a smile.

Song Yan followed her out, and the wind and snow howled in the yard, a bit more severe than before. When she opened the door, the cold wind shaved her face like a knife, and Mo Jiu sneezed inexplicably.

At this time, Song Yan called her from behind, "Mo Jiu!"

"Huh?" Mo Jiu rubbed his sore nose, "Speak up if you have something to say, why are you hesitating?"

Song Yan bit her lower lip, met her eyes, and asked a little embarrassedly, "Recently, I often hear people gossip that after the new year, when the snow melts, His Majesty's cavalry will go out of the pass and go to war... It’s gone after the expedition, isn’t it?”

Over the years, with the help of Mo Jiu, Xiao Qian developed agriculture and commerce, built water conservancy, consolidated border defenses, quelled internal troubles, and eliminated external troubles. In just a few years, not only did Dadi have a respite from successive years of famine and war, but also slowly restored people's livelihood. It also allowed the territory of Dadi to continue to expand, and the east, south, west, and north borders gradually grew outward.Wherever the Great Di's iron cavalry went in this world, everyone knew the power of the Great Di Emperor. No internal officials dared to make chaos, and no foreign enemies dared to commit crimes.

However, Hou Yu is a unique existence.

I don't know if it's due to the alliance between the two countries back then, Xiao Qian cherished the friendship with Wan Yanxiu, or Xiao Qian took into account that Hou Fen is a tough nut to crack. Over the years, Da Di has been fighting everywhere, but he has never moved Hou Fen at all. .Wan Yanxiu has always maintained a good diplomatic relationship with Dada Dynasty, and in this prosperous and joyous age, he prepared his troops and expanded his armaments. In just a few years, he has become an eagle on the northeastern border of Dada.

Therefore, courtiers often advised Xiao Qian not to let the latter sit on the throne.

Most of the courtiers believed that one mountain could not accommodate two tigers, and that Wan Yanxiu, the God of War of the Ping Kingdom, was by no means a vain figure. If he was given time to make his wings full, he would definitely become a worry in the heart of the Great Di Dynasty, and the sooner he got rid of it, the better.But Xiao Qian governed with his own discretion, never willing to be disturbed by others.For post-political affairs, he repeatedly refuted the courtiers. Some officials privately thought that he was showing favoritism, but Mo Jiu knew that Xiao Liulang did consider personal feelings, but he was definitely not someone who took state affairs as a joke.

There is only one reason why he didn't move Wan Yanxiu - the time has not come yet.

Da Di had just founded the country, and he was ready to rejuvenate. He was able to clean up the surrounding small countries with ease. If he went to war with Wan Yanxiu's Houyi Iron Cavalry, even if he won in the end, he would kill three thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, which would definitely hurt his vitality.Therefore, during the stage of recuperation, there was no need for him to kill Wan Yanxiu.Maintaining mutual friendship in this way and giving the people of the two countries a chance to survive is not only for Wan Yanxiu, but also for Dadi.

However, Mo Jiu can't guarantee that Xiao Qian will never move in Houjuan, nor can he guarantee that Wanyanxiu will live in the desolate place in Houjuan, and won't miss Dadi's beautiful rivers and mountains.

When will a woman see through a man's ambition?Moreover, these days, the DPRK and China do have some signs of preparing to send troops.The weather was cold, and Hou Jue was ready to move in the northeast, harassing the border people from time to time. With the courtiers shouting fiercely, Xiao Qian's initial opposition gradually turned into approval.

At this moment, facing Song Yan's eyes, Mo Jiu didn't want to lie to her, and couldn't answer for a long time.

Song Yan understood, and her expectant eyes gradually turned gray, "Does it have to be a fight to the death to solve it? It's just been a few years."

Mo Jiu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, "Maybe there are other ways..."

Song Yan asked: "How?"

Mo Jiu said, "You can procrastinate for a while. For example... Shall we have a kiss with Hou Yi or something?"

Hearing the marriage, Song Yan felt uncomfortable and stiffened, "After a few years, don't you still have to fight?"

Mo Jiu observed her expression, smiled slightly, raised his hand to adjust the cap of the windcloak, and said in a low voice, "Not necessarily. What if there is a turning point?"

"..."

"Yan'er, I will do my best." Mo Jiu saw her worried face, and made her laugh again, "But I'm serious. Yan'er, if I send you to marry each other, we can resolve the dispute between the two countries, are you willing?"

"..." Song Yan stood on the threshold and did not respond for a long time.

A long time ago, when Mo Jiu first entered this world, a raging fire was burning in her heart. She had no direction but great ambitions. She wished she could go into battle with Xiao Qian in the Central Plains and guide the country.However, after countless fleeting wars, she longed for peace even more, and she didn't want to see the scene of dead bones hanging on branches and wars burning for three months.

Thinking about things all the way, she returned to the dormitory and found that Xiao Qian had returned and was reading a book on the couch.

Mo Jiu was stunned for a moment, without saluting, he walked over with a smile, "Why are you back so early today?"

Xiao Qian closed the book and put it down, took her hand over with a faint smile, and sat beside him, "I haven't served the queen for a long time, I was afraid that the queen would be angry, so I made up my mind early to apologize - I have a dragon body now, I still want to look after the queen Laughing."

"Stop!" Mo Jiu glared at him, slapped his palm on the back of his hand, and there was a slap, "Did you get angry with your group of lovers? I was so angry and had no place to vent my anger, so I came back early." Looking for comfort?"

Xiao Qian was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help laughing, "Sure enough, the husband and wife are of the same heart, I, Ajiu, can even guess this!"

"Hehe!" Mo Jiu laughed dryly, seeing him reaching out to hug him again, she turned sideways and looked at him with a serious face, "I went out of the city today and Yan'er asked me if I was going to beat the queen, and I felt a little sad."

Xiao Qian glanced at her and remained silent.

Mo Jiu narrowed his eyes, leaned slightly and put his head in front of him, observing his expression, "Is the time set?"

Xiao Qian hummed, "Wait until the weather gets warmer."

Mo Jiu frowned, "Does it have to be fought? Does this world have to solve problems in this way?"

She unknowingly asked a similar question to Song Yan, but Xiao Qian gave her a firmer answer, "If you can fight but don't fight, you are weak. How can I show weakness?"

Mo Jiu shook his head, "If you can fight but don't fight, it's also good. Why not?"

Xiao Qian held her shoulders tightly, "Ah Jiu. If I don't fight, Wan Yanxiu won't tolerate me, he will only make progress. If he fights to the end, I will also have a headache."

call!His Uncle Wanyan is also a domineering and stubborn master.In the past few years, he secretly watched the child being kicked out a few times. Could it be that he harbored a grudge and deliberately harassed the sideline?It was difficult for Mo Jiu to understand the man's logical thinking, and he couldn't help but admire, "Liu Lang, I really dare not recall those days when horns and drums were fighting, and wronged souls were screaming... The bones were exposed in the wild, and there was no rooster crowing in a thousand miles. A hundred people left behind, read Heartbreaking..."

Perhaps frightened by the scene he described, Mo Jiu clutched his chest, suddenly felt his stomach churning, fell down on the bed suddenly, and retched on his side.

"What's wrong with Ah Jiu?" Xiao Qian panicked and supported her, stroking her back, "Did you eat something bad from Yan'er?"

"No, just have a few sips of wine."

"Drinking secretly again, you bad habit..."

"No, it has nothing to do with drinking. I just think of the bloody scene. I, I can't bear it! I can't even think about it. My stomach burns and I want to vomit!" Mo Jiu covered her mouth and vomited again. More than that, he vomited so much that he squatted down, his face was bloodless.Xiao Qian nervously held her wrist, habitually sounding her pulse.

"Ah Jiu!" After a moment, his tense face turned into shock, and then turned into surprise, "You are happy!"

In the dormitory, fell into silence.

A kind of joy that was so intense that it was almost boiling spread, filling the exchanged gazes of the two.

Seeing her in a daze, Xiao Qian tightly pulled her into his arms, affirming in a deep voice, "Look at your foolishness! Ah Jiu, we really have a baby!"

"I've got a baby!" Mo Jiu looked up at him, eyes filled with moisture, "If it's a son, then it's for Dadi's little prince...can we skip this battle?"

Xiao Qian lowered his head and kissed her forehead, as if coaxing a child, he promised in a low voice, "As long as Wan Yanxiu doesn't come to offend me, I promise not to take the initiative to offend him!"

It is quite heavy to make such a promise with his honor today.Mo Jiu turned from worry to joy, pursed her lips happily, threw herself into his arms with a groan, and hugged him tightly.

The next day, the news of the Queen's happiness was like a spring breeze overnight, and soon spread throughout the city, spread out of Yanjing, and spread to every corner of the Great Di Dynasty.

One and a half months later, Hou Juan's lord Wan Yanxiu sent a congratulatory message and several congratulatory gifts, all of which were Hou Juan's precious mink antler and ginseng. Along with his congratulatory gift, he also arrived in Yanjing with a letter of credence.

"Hou Wanyanxiu wants to marry Emperor Dade, Princess Ziyan, and marry Dade Yong to Qin and Jin Dynasties. He will never violate Dade's territory in his lifetime."

Princess Ziyan?Of course the courtiers knew.

The unspeakable relationship between Xiao Qian and the Nanrong royal family has always been a taboo that Da Di cannot speak about.

However, Wan Yanxiu, the rebellious and unruly Queen of the Kingdom, just lifted a thin veil so easily.

On the letter of credence, not only Princess Ziyan's name was written, but also his own birthday, specifically expressing his desire for a hexagram from Empress Dadi as a proof of their marriage.

There was no wind in the main hall, and all the officials lamented Wan Yanxiu's bold move of declaring war while asking for peace, but the queen suddenly laughed, and a clear light burst out of her eyes.

"Da Dichao is going to marry the princess!"

　Hey, the extra episode is over for now, if I have inspiration, I will still write it.

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(End of this chapter)