Chen Palace

Chapter 24
What kind of girl is that...

Prince Hulu dismissed the generals who came to plead guilty, and sat casually on the Kowloon sandalwood chair, thinking so.

He hurried back, only to see a mess, dilapidated tents, frustrated soldiers, the ground was full of emergency water, mixed with dark wood and charcoal, the frightened horse was shot aside, it had been trampled before. Three people were killed, and one had a broken neck, and it seemed that he could not live.

This is only one place, there are Suzaku Gate, Miao Street... plus the massacred Pioneer Battalion, the loss in the army is really heavy.

He took a sip of tea, and the fragrance of Dongting Biluochun lingered long and lingering.

He narrowed his eyes, thinking of the glimpse she had had when she fell off the city wall.

As light as a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming. ...It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind...

He thought of the sentence in "Luo Shen Fu", and thought it was just an exaggeration of words.When I saw her, I only lamented the worldly rhetoric, especially not as good as a real person.

She is only twelve or thirteen years old, and she is already like this. If she grows up a little bit, she will be so gorgeous...

Hulu felt that he was the same as those men in the clan who went to sing outside the girl's tent in the middle of the night, just imagining it made him restless.

He was born with extraordinary wisdom, and by chance, he was favored by the "Maha Sect" who had been in retreat for a long time, and he was accepted as a disciple. Although he was only seventeen, the entire grassland regarded him as the next Great Khan.I don't know how many beautiful girls are willing to offer him their scarves, but he declined them all.

Now, such a mysterious girl made him so concerned.

He remembered that when she fell from the tower, the determination and bitterness gradually came to mind.

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When Marshal Wulu entered, he was surprised to find that the young and wise prince was thinking about something blankly, with a slightly sad expression on his face.

Although he is the commander-in-chief of an army, he has a great admiration for the prince who nominally came to study with the army. He grew up watching Hulu, and said with a smile: "Our old man said well, even the dark clouds in the sky can't cover the golden light of the sun— —These spies are just trying to get their way, prince, why should you care?"

Hulu stood up, brought him a chair, and said with a smile, "Uncle Wulu has worked hard, how is the battle in Yunzhou?"

Wu Lu led most of the troops to chase the remnants of the retreating soldiers, he only returned to Beijing last night, unexpectedly this happened early in the morning, the two uncles and nephews have not met yet.

"Although we won, many remnant soldiers have fled. Looking at the direction, they probably went to join the so-called rebel army. Don't be careless..."

Ulu lamented that his long years of military service had made his legs ache: "Our army is brave and can fight three against one, but the Central Plains has a large population, so if we can really unite as one, our army may suffer a lot."

Hulu smiled: "If this is the case, there is no place for us to stand. The Celestial Dynasty promises itself with etiquette, but it will always fight against itself. For the dragon chair, several groups of rebels will not be able to help each other in the same boat."

Marshal Wulu remembered something, Nahan said: "I heard that someone broke into the vanguard camp last night, you and this person chased and fought for half a night - who has such ability?"

Hulu's smile froze, and that peerless figure appeared in front of his eyes again, with that smile and anger, and one sword and one move.

"A girl of twelve or thirteen years old."

He looked at the marshal's surprised expression——

"Among women, I have never seen such a strong person...nor have I seen such a beautiful person...

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Marshal Wulu returned to his residence, thinking of the prince's smiling face, he was both happy and worried.

Among the Tatars, the love between men and women is relatively frank, and they usually have a lover at the age of fourteen or fifteen. As the next heir, Kulu has no interest in princesses from various tribes or famous beauties.

This time, for the sake of that woman of unknown origin, he actually showed such an expression——

Melancholy, love, sorrow...

The old man, who was nearly sixty years old, thought about it. After a while, he summoned a surrendered Han official and asked:
"Which families here have daughters who are so beautiful that they can shine in the eyes of others?"

The descendant was originally from Hanlin, and he has always been proficient in these anecdotes. When he heard asking about beautiful women, he immediately flattered and chattered endlessly: "Marshal Rong, in the capital, in terms of appearance, Wang Shangshu's second lady is the most important. And Zhenniang from Hongyun Pavilion..."

Wulu frowned and interrupted him: "If you want girls in their teens, these women must be in their twenties! The last one doesn't sound like a serious woman!"

He thought for a while, and added: "It's best to be a woman from an official family, not those vulgar fans. Look at it, and the temperament can match the prince."

The Han official understood what he meant.After thinking and thinking, a bright light finally dawned on her eyes: "In terms of appearance and temperament, the daughter of the head of the Lin family is the most recommended. Lin Zhaoyun is named Pan An, and his wife, Princess Yanlin, is even more beautiful. , I heard that she is more beautiful than her mother. However, she is younger, only twelve or thirteen years old."

After hearing this, Marshal Ulu remembered what Prince Hulu said—it was a girl of twelve or thirteen.

He thought to himself that the prince probably likes younger girls, so he said: "This is the girl, you send someone to let her daughter come to accompany the prince."

Jiang Guan looked obsequious, and when he heard the order, he nodded his head first, remembering the difficulty, and hesitantly said: "It is natural that his family is convinced to be able to accompany the prince, but the Lin family is the most powerful family in the world, and they cherish their reputation the most. don't want to..."

The marshal said angrily, "I'm afraid he doesn't want to meet us Tatar savages, let alone sacrifice his daughter!"

The man quickly apologized: "These famous families have been passed down for hundreds of years, and they are the most pedantic. Why don't you wait for the officials to go and persuade them slowly..."

"Go, tell Lin Zhaoyun that the two prefectures, Yun and Yan, where his Lin family is based, are under my army's command. If he doesn't know how to praise him, I will make his family's ancestral hall disappear!"

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Lin Chen helped his mother take a walk in the forest after serving her mother to drink the medicine.

The Lin family originally lived in the official mansion in the capital, but because of the Tatar invasion, they temporarily moved to this suburban villa. The courtyard where the mother and daughter lived was even narrower, but outside the courtyard was shaded by trees, singing birds and fragrant flowers. It is refreshing.

The mother's haggard face was covered with gray spots. At first glance, it looked hideous and terrifying, but if you looked closely, you could see that it was similar to Lin Chen's eyebrows and eyes.

"How could the boy who sent you back this morning be in such a mess?"

She smiled gently, thinking of the boy wearing black clothes full of holes, angry and funny: "Are you bullying others again?"

Lin Chen was a little angry, and kept silent, stretched out his hand, and stroked the fallen leaves from his mother's temples.

"You have a stubborn temper. What's the matter, you always refuse to tell your mother. Where did you get this injury when you went out in the middle of the night this time?"

Mother worriedly murmured: "Nowadays in troubled times, wolves, tigers and leopards are rampant, you should never provoke them."

Lin Chen looked at his weak and thin mother, and sighed: "The Tatars drove straight in, and the capital has become a purgatory. I must not let these barbarians show off their power in front of my eyes."

The mother stopped and held her daughter's hand: "But in my heart, I only wish you to be safe. Chen'er, promise mother, don't do those dangerous things again!"

Lin Chen looked at his mother's white hair, felt pain in his heart, and almost agreed, but a bigger and stronger pain rushed through his whole body in an instant, and he couldn't control it.

"Mother! I don't want to do nothing and live with the tide! The villain in this world, if you don't provoke him, he will come to bully and trample others. Instead of doing this, I would rather strike first—your ancestors He Gu, just because it is said that he is the blood of the ancient Emperor Hao, and his family has a royal air, the whole family, young and old, will be beaten into low status and never stand up!"

Lin Chen became more and more angry as he spoke, and his heart was full of resentment since he was born: "Because of this, the Lin family regards our mother and daughter as a plague of dust. No... I've had enough, mother, I want to live proudly and do the next thing." The first-class career in the world! Mother, I don’t want to be dust anymore!!!”

The girl's black eyes were even more icy and snowy, and the depths of the pupils seemed to be burning and bursting.

That is the flame in the ice, the strongest fearlessness and determination in the world of life.

(End of this chapter)