Chapter 48 Chapter 5 The Celestial Nobility

I would rather be a dog of peace than a person in troubled times. This year was a lively and dramatic year. Several major events that changed the direction of history in the historical records took place in this year. Chaos and the war between Xia and Tang came one after another.One after another heavy bombs bombarded the head of the Great Xia Dynasty, and the ancient land of Simon was devastated. All forces came on the stage after you sing, and established their own territories on the flesh and blood of soldiers and the bones of women and children. At the beginning of the year, Emperor Zhenhuang was caught in the biggest snowstorm in history, and heavy snow hit this ancient city for 12 consecutive days.Bitter cold wind, heavy snowfall, on the lonely ancient plank road, a black-armored army braved the wind and snow, galloped on the ancient snow field, and quickly came towards Zhenhuang City.

"Father!" A fourteen or fifteen-year-old child rode up and shouted loudly before dismounting: "I see the fourth brother's battle flag!" The man is in his fifties, his temples are a little gray, but he doesn't look old, his eyebrows and eyes are covered under the hood, only revealing his strong nose and tight lips, his outline is resolute, and he is wearing a long dark purple fur. A sable foxtail collar covered his chin. The man didn't speak, but raised his head slightly, his eyes pierced through the heavy wind and snow, and looked far away. After seven years, he spent countless efforts to hone this precious sword, and it was finally time to unsheath it.

Just as the owners of Zhuge's house gathered outside the east gate and waited quietly, a light cavalry quietly entered the city from the south gate. Qiu, with a fur hood, swords and spears wrapped in cotton cloth and carried on his back, and the horse he was riding was also an ordinary Hongchuan horse. At first glance, it was nothing more than an ordinary city defender. There was an indescribable vigour, which sent chills down the spine. The team passed through Jiuwei all the way, bypassed the lively main street, crossed Ziwei Square after Chihu, and stopped at Baishiying, where only the imperial guards in the inner city could stay.The leading man was wearing black armor and a big black fur coat, and with a slight shake, it was covered with wind, snow and yellow sand.He left the team, led a few subordinates straight to Tai'an Gate, and entered the heavily guarded Shengjin Palace without any effort.

"Your Highness the Seventh!" In the wind and snow, the young Zhao Che raised his head, his brows were full of wind and frost, his eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were icy cold. Four years of border guards were like a stubborn stone, sharpening this sharp blade even sharper , he frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Where's old eight?" "It has been guarded by Zong Rentang." The man raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "How do you work as errands?" Several servants immediately knelt down, kowtowed in unison, with terrified expressions: "This servant deserves to die."

Zhao Che sat on the horse, narrowed his eyes slowly, and said in a deep voice, "If you know you should die, why do you still come to see me?" After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked along the Qianxi Wai Road, leaving only a few young guards with earthy faces kneeling in the wind and snow. The snowstorm was getting bigger and bigger, and the wind was howling and raging. A group of people were wearing cloaks and hoods, and they were in a hurry. "who?" The blue-robed guard suddenly snarled, and the figure walking in front of him stopped immediately. Under the cover of the huge wind and snow, he could only vaguely see a shadow. The first time he heard the voice, he quickly knelt on the ground and lowered his head humbly.

"Your Highness, it should be the maid in the apse." Zhao Che nodded. Although this trip should not be known by outsiders, since he has already entered the palace, it is not appropriate to make any noise.He motioned for a few people to follow, and quickly walked forward. The strong wind suddenly blew up, and the hat on the man's head was blown off. The short hair was tied into a man's bun, but the neck was white and slender.Zhao Che's boots stepped on the hat, he frowned slightly, then turned his head, looked at the person kneeling on the ground, and said slowly: "Raise your head."

A delicate face came into view, the eyes were quiet and extremely dark, even though he was dressed in men's clothes, he was rare and stunning.Zhao Che's brows were slightly frowned, and then slowly relaxed, as if thinking of something, he smiled meaningfully and said: "One person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, now even you can walk freely in the Holy Gold Palace ?” Chu Qiao lowered her head, her expression was calm, and she didn't reply. Zhao Che glanced lightly at the girl's back, then kicked the hat back to Chu Qiao's side with a bang, and turned away without saying a word.

The wind and snow were still blowing, the girl raised her head, but only saw a faint shadow.But for some reason, she felt such a heavy pressure rushing towards her face.In today's blizzard, how could it be the person in front of him who returned to the imperial capital? Zhenhuang's situation has become more and more tense unconsciously.Even though it was still six months before Yan Xun returned to the north. That night, a grand dinner was held in the Holy Golden Palace. Apart from the Seventh Prince Zhao Che who had triumphantly returned to court, Zhuge Yue, the Fourth Prince of Zhuge who went to Wolong Mountain seven years ago to recuperate, attended the meeting.Now, he is already the deputy commander of the Military Aircraft Department and the general judge.

Great Xia Emperor Zhao Zhengde still habitually did not attend various banquets, only Empress Mu Henayun showed her face symbolically.After all, the Seventh Prince Zhao Che is still his biological son.The banquet was full of joy, and among the interlaced cups and cups, it was full of peaceful monarchs and ministers enjoying themselves. It was impossible to see that just three days ago, the eighth prince, Zhao Jue, was expelled from the Zhao Clan's Ancestral Temple for committing a crime of heaven's wrath. Zongrentang passed the trial. "Those bloody coups are often like stones in the water. Not everyone can see its size and shape. Only those who have the courage dare to go in and explore it. It's just how deep the water is, whether they can come out alive , it’s hard to say.”

When Chu Qiao told Yan Xun what he had seen during the day to Yan Xun who was still not qualified to attend the Great Summer Banquet, Yan Xun was trimming a potted plant, he lowered his head, and said these words calmly. Chu Qiao tilted her head, thought about it carefully, then handed over a pair of scissors, and said softly: "Then tell me, didn't Zhao Che come back this time to help Zhao Jue?" Yan Xun smiled faintly: "Muhe Nayun only gave birth to two sons, and the Muhe clan wanted to compete with the Wei Clan for the position of crown prince, so they could only support one person. Zhao Che has been guarding the border for four years, far away from the imperial capital, who knows what is going on in his heart. What do you think? In the royal family, Zhao's brotherhood, hehe."

With a crisp click, the flower stalks of the orchids were cut off by sharp scissors. This is a pot of top-quality ink orchids. It was sent to the capital from Dalu Kuaima in southern Xinjiang, and it just entered the flower house.Chu Qiao let out a distressed cry when she saw it, but she saw Yan Xun picked up Mo Lan and threw it aside without hesitation, then picked up a pot of snow blue grass and continued pruning. "To Mu He's now, they are just like me, the only choice is to continue pruning snow blue grass." Yan Xun smiled slightly: "Who told the gardener to only send two pots of orchids into the palace today?" Outside the house was filled with wind and snow, and the stars and the moon were dark. Chu Qiao suddenly knew that the plan that she and Yan Xun teamed up to frame Zhao Che four years ago had completely failed. The abandoned prince got up from the mud and returned to the imperial capital with hatred and killing in his heart. Although he didn't know exactly who the real enemy was, their days would need to be more cautious and careful as they walked on thin ice. cautious. "Don't worry," Yan Xun put his hand lightly on Chu Qiao's shoulder, "It's not necessarily a bad thing for Zhao Che to come back from the dead. Didn't you always hate the Zhuge family for killing your brother and sister? Before we left, we Let’s get some interest back first.” In the middle of the night, the carriage of Zhuge's family drove out from the Shengjin Palace, and Zhuge Muqing went directly to Xiwankou, where a singer from Bian Tang was very popular recently.Although Zhuge Muqing has a high position and authority, and is scheming, he also has the disadvantages of being a man.The man who was nearly sixty years old greeted his son and drove away from the guard team of Zhuge's house. As soon as he entered the Castle Peak Courtyard, Huan'er came forward, holding an umbrella to cover the snow on Zhuge Yue's head, and said in an extremely fast tone: "Fourth Young Master, Doctor Hua just left, it's nothing serious." Zhuge Yue walked into the study without changing his expression. The bookshelves in the study were moved aside, revealing a dark hole outside. He took off his cloak and threw it aside, wiping the snow off his head as he walked. The pale and thin woman was tightly chained, sitting in the center of the stone room, her face was as pale as paper, and when she saw Zhuge Yue coming in, she just glanced at him lightly, her eyes were cold and silent, and she remained silent. . The former boy has grown up, and his once feminine temperament has also become fierce after years of experience. He looked at the woman in the stone room coldly, but his eyes seemed to see the shadow of another person through her. "As expected of a family!" Zhuge Yue sneered inwardly, then raised his eyebrows, turned his head abruptly, and confessed to the servants on both sides in a low voice while walking: "If this kind of thing happens again next time, you can die together with her." gone." Everyone knelt down in fear, the lights went out in an instant, the thinly clad woman bit the corner of her lips slowly, a tear ran across her cheek, and slowly fell down. On this night, Zhao Jue, the eighth prince who was most loved by the Great Xia Emperor, was secretly executed in Zongrentang, the imperial capital. The matter went smoothly, and the body was carried out from the Xi'an Gate, and disappeared into the boundless night in an instant.No one knows what serious crime he has committed, and no one intends to investigate the whole story of this matter. Everyone just knows that after Yanmen was beheaded at Jiuyou Terrace, King Xia Zhao Zhengde personally ordered to kill him. The first person, then he must have a reason to die.Just like Yan Shicheng, he must die. As for who is behind this incident, it is no longer important who is holding the sails and pushing the oars. Seven days later, Bian Tang Prince Li Ce will visit Daxia as an envoy. At the same time, he will also go to Daxia in person to choose one of the emperor's princesses as his marriage partner.This is the right that the prince Bian Tang won for himself after he hanged himself from a building and took poison to kill himself. , perhaps only such a person who has never experienced competition will have the luxury of leisure. Just when the princes of the Great Xia were secretly fighting for life and death, the Prince Li Ce, who claimed to be the number one talented scholar in Bian Tang, was about to approach the capital of Emperor Zhenhuang. At this time, Chu Qiao didn't know at all what kind of entanglement and fetters this world-renowned Bian Tang talent would have with her future.She dropped the last chess piece and won the last piece of pastry in front of Yan Xun while talking and laughing, and said slowly: "I don't know who will shoot the most prey in tomorrow's competition, but I do know that tonight you will Hungry." Yan Xun smiled lightly, looking out the window, he saw a pear tree standing proudly in the wind and snow, with a special charm. "Ah Chu, do you still remember the bottle of Magnolia Spring that we buried under that tree?" "Of course I remember," Chu Qiao smiled lightly, "We made an appointment to drink it the day before returning to Yanbei." Yan Xun gently closed his eyes, sniffed, and said, "I seem to smell the wine, do you think I was a little too hasty?" Chu Qiao shook her head: "You have never been impatient, you just waited too long." The sun is setting, the vast snow is flushed red, the north wind is about to blow, and it will be another year of cold spring, steep and cold, and the land is vast. "Xi'er," in the vast snowy field, a group of people were trudging hard. A man in rich clothes sat in a luxurious carriage, stretched out a pair of slender hands like jade, and looked at the plump and charming woman with a smile in his eyes. Said: "My hands are cold." Xi'er smiled, and gently opened her lapel, revealing more than half of her fair and plump breasts, and two bright red pieces were faintly exposed through the thin white gauze, and she said in a charming voice: "Then Xi'er, please warm the prince's hands." .” The man's hand stretched in along the lapel, and then he grabbed it lightly, oops, and shouted: "Xie'er, what is this?" The woman sighed, and immediately fell limp in the man's arms, and sneered like a cat in her eyes, "Prince, it's a stove." "Really?" The man frowned and rubbed his fingers: "What an elegant stove." His voice suddenly became hoarse: "Little fairy, please make me warmer." The sky and the earth are dim, and the nobles of the celestial dynasty are all running their bedtime programs in various ways at this moment. Zhenhuang Emperor's Capital became more and more lively.