The first year of Yongchang, March 18th.

Sima Rui collapsed in Taicheng at night. The prince Sima Shao was in pain and wanted to live a life. He wanted to follow the way of a son and mourn Sima Rui all year round. However, the country cannot be without a master for a day. Therefore, all officials came to see each other and advised him. So Sima Shao covered his face and cried, so he was unable to succeed the emperor.

On March 23, the beacon letters from Jing, Xiang and other places were passed to Jiankang, Wei Yi surrendered to Tao Kan, Wang Yu asked to surrender to Zhu Tao, and Sima Shao saw that the danger was resolved, so he immigrated the world. At the same time, he ordered the governors outside Jiuzhou and Xuanjie to meet.

At that time, the Shangshu Ling Diao Xie argued that the Wang family of Langya should be punished. Sima Shao did not agree and watched the disputes among the ministers. Later, he saw that the Xie family, Xiao family, Yuan family, Gu family and other tribes did not agree, so he had to stop the court discussion.

The next day, Diao Xie reiterated the case. Wang Dun should be plotting against the rebellion, so he should be cut off the coffin and beheaded and hung in the universe. There was an uproar in the palace, and Ji Zhan, the general of the cavalry, strongly refuted Diao Xie and made suggestions: Even if you have been talking about a thousand years, those who are wise rulers are not violent but dominate their power! Sima Shao did not agree with Ji Zhan, so he had no choice but to stop the court from discussing the case again.

In this way, Taicheng was like a quagmire, and the aristocratic family and the imperial family were in a confrontation. Sima's weakness made Sima Shao feel heartbroken. That night, Diao Xie was summoned to Taicheng, and the candlelight illuminated the hall, reflecting the faces of the king and the ministers. The two looked at each other and were silent. After a moment, Diao Xie turned his eyes and planned to come to his heart.

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The moon's eyebrows are like hooks, and they quietly part with the moth's head.

The cold moon is like water, sprinkling all over the palace city, like gauze and swaying, slowly caressing thousands of palace palaces. Sometimes I can see the palace maids walking in the corridor with lights at night, as if they are floating and bright. Suddenly, a gust of wind came, and the bright skirt suddenly rippled, blowing the worms to fly.

The reed mats of flowers are spread by the flowerbed outside the corridor, and various exquisite foods are placed on the vermilion short table. Wuzai knelt in the reed mat, holding the phoenix-headed pipa, looking up at the moon in the sky. His eyes blinked, and remembered the moon in the north, and said to himself: "The moons in the world are the same, but people are different. Wuzai wrote to him, why didn't he reply? Could it be that the letter has not arrived...'

Thinking about it, Mingmouyin blocked a few light mists, turned around and asked softly, "In the past, did you send a letter?"

Yinglan flashed, and the palace maid who was holding the lamp crawled on the ground and replied: "Report to your highness, your righteous brother said that he had already asked someone to send it to the suburbs of the city."

Wu Zai didn't ask any more questions, and then slowly turned his head and pulled out the pipa. The string sound was crisp and the silence broke through, but his mind had already flown away. He gradually frowned slightly, thinking to himself: "Wu Zai wants to marry him, what should he do? Alas, the moon is like a cage, and he just takes off the dark cage and enters the bright cage. Under the bright moon, it's hard to get out of it, but I don't know how many people are calm, he... must be calm...'

"Buzz, buzz..."

Just at this moment, a wisp of flute sound shook the night sky, and it was like a reed like a tundra, floating under the cold moon. Then, it soaked slowly with the wind, some dim, some light, some appear, some hidden, some hidden, and some hidden, wisp pulled away people's sorrow, and some slid. Nothing is extremely good at sound, but those who are good at sound are easily trapped in sound. They immediately held the half-height pipa, couldn't help but stand up, held their backs, walked to the wall of the courtyard, tilted their heads and listened silently, and a little slow, their eyes were blurred...

After a song, Wuzai looked at the moon above his head, then looked at the high wall that climbed the wall, and sighed: "I know people when I hear the sound. This sound is just like a bunch of wild plums in the empty valley, but I accidentally entered the deep wall..." Before he finished speaking, the night wind blew over his skirt, and it was slightly cold and cold.

Wuzai wore an open-clad skirt, revealing her tender collarbone, like a jade onion horizontal railing, so she was a little cold, so she wanted to tighten the carpet. However, the wind was getting stronger and weaker, and the carpet was vented off her hands and wrists, and flew slowly into the night sky.

The wind carried the gauze and like clouds floating, it flew over the high palace walls, crossed the rockery, walked around the vermilion corridor, and slowly blew down along the horn-cut eaves.

"Huh!" Hey!" He stood under the eaves holding a floating lamp in his hand. When he saw the gauze flying over, his eyes suddenly lit up. He immediately used a lantern to pick the gauze. How could he know that the gauze was extremely soft with the wind, and he could not pick it up, and he swirled around and pounced on her head.

"Puchi..." Song Yi grabbed the flute and looked back suddenly. Seeing Xue covered in the gauze, she looked extremely funny, couldn't help laughing, and laughed in a sweet voice.

He pulled it randomly in the snow, and a head appeared from the scarf. Seeing the little lady laughing, he deliberately said, "My lady, this gauze must come from the moon palace. When the goddess in the moon heard the sound of the little lady's flute, she was very happy, so she descended to the little lady." As she said that, she shook the gauze on her body, as thin as a cicada's wing and as soft as a black hair.

Song Yi glanced at the scarf and saw the beautiful and beautiful inside. His eyes narrowed slightly and thought to himself: "Sima Shao has no right wife yet, and there are only a few concubines. This scarf must have come from...'

At this time, an old palace maid walked into the courtyard and said respectfully: "Your Majesty will arrive later. Please, please... to take over the horse." I don't know what to call Song Yi, because Sima Shao was about to succeed to the throne and did not have a wife. Therefore, the concubines were not yet appointed.

After a little while, the old palace servant left, Song Yi abandoned a group of palace maids, leaving only snow, and then stared at the moon in the sky and said calmly: "The sky is slightly cold, so warm the wine, and prepare more plum, honey, snow and lotus root."

He looked around at the snow, stepped forward lightly, and whispered: "Miss, now the situation has changed. What is better to change plum honey to red pear?"

"Haha..." Song Yi smiled coldly, slapped the flute and said in a low voice: "It's too late, what's the point of changing it? I will try to make you get rid of it in the future."

"Little lady!!"

Jae Xue trembled all over. When she turned to see the floating lamp outside the yard, the light and shadow became brighter and brighter. She gritted her teeth and stepped forward, and whispered: "Young lady, don't give up on yourself. Jae Xue has asked the Marquis of Chengdu. The Marquis of Chengdu has agreed to save the woman..."

"Horse of Chengdu..."

Song Yi was stunned when he heard this, and slowly turned around, but saw the lights blooming gracefully, and Sima Shao strolled over...

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The spring rain covered the silk, dyed all the Shangcai. When the sun came back, the season was already Grain Rain. March 24th. Before the Grain Rain rain, it climbed up the treetops on the day of shyness and sprinkled the light freely. In the fields, the fields were renovated, tender seedlings welcomed the sun, and dewdrops condensed on it. Paper warblers flew through the endless sea of ​​seedlings, shining by the wind, spreading slowly in the sky.

At this moment, Niangzi Xun was wearing a gorgeous armor and wearing a red flask on his shoulders. He pressed his long sword and looked at the paper warbler in the sky, shook his head, and walked into the east courtyard.

The courtyard was extremely quiet. Hongxiao knelt under the eaves, with a wooden man in front of her, and a wooden basin of water was placed beside her legs. She was holding a cow horn helmet and washing silently, but her eyes were occasionally slipping around the people under the tree.

The shadows of the trees intertwine, and the pine smoke enters the ink.

Liu Nong knelt under the tree, his face was cold, he pressed his knees with his hands, his body straightened, and his eyes stared at the table "Shangcai April" without a moment, and he looked like a stone sculpture.

Xiao Qiyue leaned against her adoptive father obediently, her long eyelashes trembled, and she wanted to speak but dared not speak. She thought to herself: "The adoptive father has been watching the painting for several days. If he walks and looks again, he will be like Sister You Si. What should he do...'

Madam Xun frowned, came to the osmanthus tree, sat down silently, and after a while, he said softly: "You Si's sister's painting is soaked in her body and spirit, and it makes people see it. However, the generals have returned to Shangcai, and you are the assassinating officials in Yuzhou, and the commander of the three armies, how can you fall into it yourself..."

Before he could continue, Liu Nong shook suddenly, as if a stone man had broken, causing Xiao Qiyue to almost exclaim. Then, the Hou of Chengdu pressed his knees, turned his head inch by inch, and looked at Madam Xun with a steady stream of cracks. The corners of his mouth cracked little by little, and said with a smile: "Liu Nong, how stupid! He doesn't know how to think about you..."

Looking at his smile and eyes, Xun Guanniang's eyes shrank, pressing the sword's fingers tightened, took a secret breath, slowly exhaled, and sighed, "You don't know how to think about you, how can you know about you? Fools are foolish, and the past is just in vain! Now, things have come to this point, if you know yourself, you should repent and revive yourself, so that you will not let go of You." After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the side courtyard. At this time, Qingyan held a basin of hot water and stepped out of the Xiang Concubine Curtain.

Liu Nong pressed his knees, turned slowly, looked with it, and murmured: "That's right, it's right... I'm going to call the boat, if you want to be with you, don't want to be with you, my friend. You Si, don't be afraid of You Si... Liu Nong is here, and he sent You Si back to Jiangnan and into Huating..." As he said, Xing's eyes were filled with tears, but his eyes became gentler. He slowly stood up with his palm on the short table, but he had not moved because he had been sitting for a long time, and his body kept shaking.

Xun Guanniang was slightly shocked, and Liu Mei Ningchuan wanted to get up to help him, but something was different between her fingers. When she looked sideways, she saw Xiao Qiyue hooking her fingers and slowly shaking her head.

"Let's wait for a while, wait for me to tie my armor." Liu Nong's voice was low, he pounded his legs hard, stood up straight, walked to the steps step by step, and stretched out his hands.

The sun is exposed to the shadows and drags on the eaves.

Hong Xiao was stunned for a while, then her eyelashes kept trembling and tears filled her eyes, but she endured it tightly and hurriedly got up and put on armor for her.

Shaoqing, Liu Nong took the armor and looked at the side courtyard, muttering sounds. Then, holding the cow horn helmet, took the food handed over by Hongxiao, chewed a few bites, secretly felt that the strength in his chest was replies a little, patted Chu Shang on his waist, and strode towards the stunned Madam Xun.

"Entertainment Father..." Xiao Qiyue called out timidly.

Liu Nong suddenly stopped, looked back slowly, squatted down, rubbed Xiao Qiyue's head, and whispered: "Qi Yue is as good as learning painting, so he should learn "Shangcai April"."

Xiao Qiyue blinked her tears, twitched her little nose, and said softly: "Enjoyant father, if Qiyue met, will Sister You Si return?"

"I'm back and call the boat, and you should enter the boat."

Liu Nong wiped away the tears from Xiao Qiyue's eyelashes, put them on her forehead, then stood up, smiled at Xun Guanniang, stepped out of the hospital, with steady steps and straight body as if they were loose. Xun Guanniang felt inexplicably painful, with tears in her eyes, but she sighed quietly and quickly caught up with her.

The General's Mansion in Zhenxi is not the Chengdong County Office. Since Liu Nongbu’s army was in Yingchuan, Yongqiu and other places, the Hexi military camp has been the place for training and exercises during the slack farming period, while the Chengdong military camp is the General's Mansion. Any major conquest and attack will be discussed here.

At this moment, the palace was heavily guarded and the palace was divided into civil and military officials.

There are very few Wen Halls, and they are useless, all because the officials of Yuzhou have entered each county. The military halls are different. The sand tables that are three zhang long and two zhang wide are placed vertically in the outer hall. This time, the generals are above the commander to follow. Therefore, the generals are helmets and armored, gathered together, and are arranged on both sides of the inner hall. The left head is vacant. Below are: Liu Yin, Beigong, Qu Ping, Luo Huan, Bo Sheng, Xu Yi, Ran Liang, Yan Xu, Wang Ping, Kong Zhen and others. The right head is headed by Han Qian, and the lower heads are Dong Zhao, Han Li, Han Xu, Yu Wu, Zheng Quan, Xu Hu and others.

Dozens of people gathered in the hall, clearly divided, all of them leaned on their knees, their eyes were weaving, but no whispers were heard. A little slow, the sound of iron armor rubbing and iron shoes clanging outside the hall. Liu Yin and others all let out a sigh. Han Qian shook half of his thick eyebrows and smiled silently.

After a moment, Wu Mojia stood upright at the entrance of the hall, blocking the sunlight, and the shadows were like swords, and they penetrated into the hall obliquely.

Liu Nong held the ox horn helmet and walked in, without looking sideways, and walked straight to the main case in the hall with a loud voice: "Liu Yao fought against Yang Nan, Hu Yanmo entered Longxi, Hu Yanqing occupied Hangu Pass; Shi Le fought against Murong Tao, and the two armies fought in Shanggu and Jicheng. Yanzhou army had retreated south, and Shihu stationed 30,000 troops in Zhao State. If Zhao State sent troops, within half a month, he could go to Yanzhou... Now he summoned the generals to return to Shangcai, one was to be praised by the court; the other was to prepare for the early preparations, resist Hu outside and drive northward; the third was to return to Jiangnan and plan with Xuzhou and Jingzhou... Now, Liu Hu is weak and Shi Hu is strong. If Shi Hu can be beheaded in Yanzhou, it will make it look north and difficult to invade south, and Erhu will fight inside! On the contrary, the same is true."

After a long period of time, he happened to sit down behind the desk, put a helmet on the desk, and slowly swept the generals in the hall.

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Chapter completed!