Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

I'm so tired! Today I'm talking about whose young man is good and whose young lady is good. It's none of my business! Ling Qingyu was complaining to Yan Qi angrily when he saw the corner of Yan Qi's eyes raised with a smile. Falling, he turned his head.

Cheng Jia put the manuscript on the desk and said, Let's take a look.

Ling Qingyu's eyes suddenly lit up, she jumped out of bed, picked up the stack of manuscripts, and started reading. She also read Cheng Jia's national policy intermittently. On weekdays, when no one came to disturb her, she would mostly handle her affairs. Cheng Jia wrote the national policy aside, but he never read it completely and uniformly. Although it was only intermittently, Cheng Jia kept revising it, but from what he saw, Ling Qingyu knew what an amazing political and economic outline it was.

She comes from modern times, and even in modern times she is just a businessman. The political system she knows is completely the tip of the iceberg, not to mention the political and economic system in this ancient farming society. She has ideas and ideas that are a thousand years more advanced than now. vision, but it does not mean that those things can be applied to the present. However, Cheng Jia's entire set of national policies is a gradual reform based entirely on the existing basis, which not only takes care of the survival of the existing system and the people. After the revolution, it is the time for everything to start again. The resistance of the family can be reduced to the minimum. By implementing this plan, it can be achieved in decades with the minimum cost of social unrest. Finally, let this continent enter a new economic model.

Cheng Jia! You are a genius! Ling Qingyu couldn't help but sigh as he hurriedly browsed through several places that he was interested in and hadn't thought through.

Cheng Jia stood behind her, watching her browse and marvel at it, occasionally pondering and sometimes being puzzled and then thinking. He stroked the long hair on the back of her head with his hand, feeling reluctance slowly emerge in his heart.

But you have to do it no matter how reluctant you are.

This is all my hard work, so you have to take good care of it. Cheng Jia's voice was low and gentle, but it surprised Ling Qingyu. He turned around and said, Why should I keep it?

I wrote it to you, and of course you keep it. If one is missing, I will have to settle the account with you. Cheng Jia's eyebrows were crooked, and he smiled like a fox.

Ah! Thirteen! Ling Qingyu put his head around and called out. When Ying Thirteen came in, he pushed the stack of paper and said, Hurry up and make a copy. Don't lose it!

Ying Thirteen looked at the tall stack of manuscripts, turned around silently, then grabbed the desk that was about to leave and dragged it directly into the study.

Ling Qingyu looked at the desk with a displeased face and chuckled. When he turned around, he saw Cheng Jiazheng covering his mouth and coughing softly. He said unconsciously: Now that I've finished writing, I'll rest for a few days. I've already prepared the medicinal recipes that Alan left. Ask the kitchen to cook it every day, and I will keep an eye on your food every day these days.

Cheng Jia arched her eyebrows and smiled, said hello, and then said: All the valuable things at home have begun to be given away. Can you also pack up the calligraphy and paintings I gave you?

Yeah. Ling Qingyu nodded. She didn't bring many things with her to Bianjing, but over the course of a year, she still accumulated a lot of things here. When Han Chu delivered goods to the north, he had already taken away a batch, including many calligraphy and paintings by Cheng Jia, Wang Xuanzhi, etc. But now another batch has accumulated.

****Brilliant, the flowers are full and the moon is full.

In mid-May, Duke Dingguo's wife, Mrs. Ling, was in poor health and was going to live outside in Zhuangzi. She was politely persuaded to go back at the gate of the city.

During the same period, major changes occurred in Dangxiang Xingzhou. The Empress Dowager Liang imprisoned the young emperor, killed ministers Zhang Liqingsi, and purged Tie Yaozi. Internal strife broke out among various ethnic groups in Dangxiang, and war broke out along the Hexi Corridor.

At the end of May, there was a green lotus leaf on Ding Lake in Duke Dingguo's mansion, and the little lotus sprouted its sharp corners again.

Cheng Jia hurriedly walked to Guanguanyuan. On the way, he saw people in the waterside pavilion. He turned directly into the waterside pavilion and said as he entered: Qingyu, pack your things and get ready to leave.

Ling Qingyu was admiring a freshly picked lotus in his hand. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and asked, What happened?

The emperor summoned my father the day before yesterday to prepare the throne for the fourth prince. Cheng Jia took a deep breath, sat next to her, picked up the tea bowl on the table, took a sip, and said: Although the two of them were just discussing secretly, there is no such thing in the world. An airtight wall, the eldest prince and the second prince will not let this happen. There is still room for maneuver in establishing the crown prince, but if he directly abdicates the throne, that means the overall situation has been decided, and Emperor Xiwen himself is bothered by the treachery of those from all over the world. After he died, he simply made up his mind to give up the throne so that he could play with those prostitutes every day.

Master! With a soft call, Ye Po hurriedly walked in with a waist tag and a letter in his hand. When Ling Qingyu nodded, he placed the letter and waist tag on the table.

After looking at the waistband with the word wind engraved on it, Ling Qingyu picked up the letter and opened it. There was only one word in the letter, Go.

Yan Qi, are the people over at Han Shu almost gone? Ling Qingyu asked, putting down his badge.

Well, Bai Wei and the four maids can take the boat back to Hangzhou today. The palace guards will leave in batches. Yan Qi read the letter and said.

Well, the mask Alan left behind is useful this time. Cheng Jia, you can use the excuse of going out for fun and let's meet in Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing.

Don't wait for me. Seeing Ling Qingyu turn around in surprise, Cheng Jia smiled and said, I can't leave. My father is still here. How can my son leave alone?

But, didn't you say that you and your father are on different paths? Ling Qingyu widened his eyes and said with surprise.

It's a two-way street, but it's better to leave at this time. Don't worry, I'll go to Heishui Pass to find you after I've taken care of my family affairs. Cheng Jia patted her hand comfortingly and said with a smile. Fan Zhen took the post of magistrate of Taiyuan and had already brought Cheng Yuqin to take office. His father, the younger brother of the family, had also sent people to his hometown to find Da Ru to educate him personally. As long as she was safe, he would have no one to worry about.

This month has been so happy, that's enough.

He glanced at Cheng Jia suspiciously, and seeing that his expression was sincere, Ling Qingyu said no more. It was not as embarrassing as her identity. Cheng Jia's identity was indeed easier to find. Cheng Xiang was now cunning and cunning, supporting the fourth prince's affairs. It's all Qingliu's others who are taking the lead. Even if the second prince and the eldest prince get into trouble, they won't take action against him right away.

Thinking of this, Ling Qingyu turned around and said, Yan Qi, send Bai Wei and the others away immediately. Let's leave the city in the evening.

Okay. Yan Qi responded and stood up, taking Ying Jiuye Po out with him. Although preparations had been made long ago, there were still many orders to be issued.

When the waterside pavilion was empty, Cheng Jia took Ling Qingyu into his arms, found her lips and kissed her.

He had a faint scholarly scent on him, and some of the flesh he had managed to gain these days kept his chest from getting too bloated, and the kiss, lingering and lingering, was like the elegant scholarly scent on his body, penetrating into her heart bit by bit. .

You take the bookcase with you. That child will be a capable person in the future. The small kiss moved the place. While taking off his court clothes, Cheng Jia whispered: I want someone to explore the road first and see the officials in Luoyang. Is the road blocked? If it is blocked, go south immediately and go down from Tangzhou. If there is chaos in Bianjing, troops will be raised on Beijing North Road, the headquarters of the Dong family, and Huainan Road, the backstage of the Wang family. It is more dangerous there. When you arrive in Guangzhou Finally, check the situation first, don’t step forward easily, let alone take risks easily, wait until they are almost exhausted inside, and then start sending out troops under the motto of being ordered by heaven to help the people of the world.

Cheng Jia? Ling Qingyu felt uneasy in his heart. Of course what he said was right, but why did he mention it at this time? She lowered her head and pointed at his hand that was beginning to untie her belt and said, What are you doing?

Just in case, if I am too late to meet you, you have to remember it yourself.

No, I mean in broad daylight!

I do not mind.

I mind! Well...

The night was dark, and there was a ray of orange-red light on the horizon, which dyed the sunset as bright as fire.

Hua Ben quietly walked into the waterside pavilion, with his hands hanging by his side. He heard Cheng Jia ask: Is it safe? He replied: Yes, the head of the house pretended to be a rough lady, and the seventh master pretended to be a disfigured *** *, and the twenty people accompanying them, have all left the city safely.

Cheng Jia nodded, and unconsciously touched the bitten spot on his lip. Looking at the dimming light on the horizon, he sighed in his heart, has it finally begun?

Are you ready for the painting case, Qin case and chess case?

Yes, everything is ready.

good.

The farm Han Tong purchased is located more than 30 miles southwest of Bianjing. It is hilly and has deep forests and dense trees. The farm is far away from official roads and the location is very secluded. The mountains and fields have a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

There were 800 guards in the mansion, and 20 of them who had already arranged marriages with the maids escorted Bai Wei and the others to Hangzhou. The rest had to be divided into several batches. Ling Qingyu waited at the villa for a day while Wang Zuo brought a group of people. More than a hundred people arrived, and after Yan Qi and others who had explored the road ahead also returned, Fang got into a green-covered carriage and prepared to cross the Yellow River and head north.

The small green-capped cart was pulled by a horse and was walking leisurely on the official road. Some of Wang Zuo's personal guards had already gone to the ferry first, and some of them were pretending to be farmers and were walking leisurely on the official road.

It was approaching dusk, and farmers returning from Bianjing City were walking in twos and threes on the official road, whispering to each other about the latest news they had just heard.

Hearing Cheng Jia's name loudly spoken by the farmers several times, Ling Qingyu's uneasiness emerged again. He knocked on the wall of the carriage and stopped the carriage. Then he stuck his head out of the carriage and asked, This uncle , you just said that Master Cheng Jia is Mr. Cheng Jia, the most talented person in Bianjing?

The farmer was talking in high spirits. When someone asked him, he said without turning around: It's not that Mr. Cheng Jia. Not to mention the first in literary talent, he is so courageous! The scholar said, Cheng Jia This book of ten thousand words written by your Excellency, not to mention the brilliant literary talent, but what is said in it, it is really for the country and the people! It is completely for us ordinary people, you see, I even brought it with me specially Come back with one copy and prepare to show it to my son.

Uncle Zhong, you can't read, so what's the use of taking it?

I don't know the words, but my son can. He entered the Ling family school and he knows a lot.

Uncle, can you show me the article? The gentle female voice from behind sounded again. The farmer turned around and saw a green-covered carriage parked behind him. A woman was leaning out of the car with a smile on her face. With a amiable smile, he handed over the article in his hand without thinking too much, and said: Of course you can read it if you want. I heard the scholar said that it is best for more people to read this kind of article. , It’s not in vain that Master Cheng Jia risked his life to speak for our people.”

Ling Qingyu hurriedly read the article, and when he heard what he said, he froze immediately, looked up at him and asked, How do you say this?

The farmer let out a long sigh and saw that the people around him had gathered around him, and said, Master Cheng Jia read this article directly to the emperor in the morning. The emperor was furious at that time and sentenced the master to beheaded by Hunchaishi.

Cut in half!

Ling Qingyu's mind was at a loss, and she couldn't hold the paper in her hand. Yan Qi took the paper from her hand and scanned it hastily. She was also shocked. This article scolded Zhengshi to death. Let’s start with the political decrees of the political hall that harmed the people in order to make money, and then the emperor is ignorant and ignorant. He only knows about enjoyment and does not care whether the people live or die. The most important thing for a king is to consider the lives of the people and not to benefit the people. If it is only for the benefit of the king, why should he be a king? There are tens of thousands of eloquent words, each word is sharp, and every sentence goes straight to the emperor's heart. It would be strange if the emperor doesn't kill him.

Yan Qi, let's go back. Ling Qingyu whispered.

After returning the article to the old farmer, Yan Qi said to Ying Jiu who was driving: Go back to the city.

Ying Thirteen got off his horse, took a few steps forward, and asked in a low voice: Do you want to rob the prison?

Yan Qi glanced at Ling Qingyu and nodded, and Ying Shisan got on his horse and rode ahead.

Pushing Ling Qingyu back into the car, Yan Qi said to Wang Zuo who stepped forward to ask, You stay outside the city and prepare to respond.

Wang Zuo nodded and stepped back. Talents like Cheng Jia were no less useful to Ling Qingyu than an army. It was indeed a pity for such people to die like this.

The pale moonlight shone in from the narrow skylight, transmitting colorful light and shadow between the gloomy stone walls. Small candles burned on the candlesticks, and the graceful halo swayed with the occasional wind.

Standing in the middle of the cell, Cheng Jia looked at the sky outside through the skylight. After this night, tomorrow at noon will be the time for execution.

Cut in half... I heard it would be very painful and would look very unbearable. Cheng Jia sighed inwardly. It seemed that Emperor Xiwen was indeed very angry. For two days and one night, neither his father nor his friends came. However, That’s fine, I don’t know what to say when I come.

At this time, she should be almost at Tianjingguan, right? I wonder if you will be angry when you hear this news? Slowly touching the warm jade that fell on his chest, Cheng Jia had a warm smile on his lips. The cut in half was too bloody, so it was better not to let her see it.

Master Cheng, someone is here to see you. The hoarse but sharp voice of the jailer made Cheng Jia startled. Then he turned around and saw the fierce-looking jailer followed by a man wrapped in a black cloak. , his eyebrows raised slightly, he didn't expect that someone would actually come to see him at this time, was it Mei Donghua or Su Wen?

With a clanging sound, the jailer unlocked the heavy chain at the door of the cell, and then whispered: Don't waste time.

The man responded, although it was only a short sound, but it made Cheng Jia freeze up immediately. After the jailer disappeared into the darkness, he grabbed the hand of the man who entered the cell and said angrily: What are you doing when you come back? ?”

Then what are you doing? The person's voice was also very angry. He took off his hood, revealing a face with red eyes and an anxious look.

Do you know how dangerous it is to come back? After swallowing the words of blame, Cheng Jia pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Why do you do this? Ling Qingyu's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat. They put on masks when they went out, and they also spent some time to prevent others from recognizing them when they came back. Then Yan Qi used all his connections and spent a day and a night to get her into this death row.

Cheng Jia just hugged the person in his arms tightly and kissed the top of her head gently, speechless.

Follow me! Ling Qingyu broke away from his arms, held his hand, and walked out.

Cheng Jia held her hand without moving, glanced at the figure hiding in the corner, and whispered: No, Qingyu, no!

Why not? Ling Qingyu turned around, his eyes filled with tears, and heartbreaking waves flashed in the dim candlelight.

Qingyu, you know, do you really want to risk all their lives, including your own? Cheng Jia smiled lightly, and the moonlight under the skylight was hitting the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, making that smile As if melting into the light, Ling Qingyu's heart suddenly ached.

What's more, tomorrow is what I want. If I leave at this time, wouldn't all my efforts be wasted? Holding her hand tightly, Cheng Jia hugged her into his arms again, and said slowly in a gentle voice: Qingyu, you once said that this world can only be re-established if it is broken first, but if you break it first, you lack of righteousness. I am willing to fulfill your righteousness with my death. If I die, then those students in Qingliu who are truly worthy will Talented people will inevitably wake up, so that they can be used by you in the future, and in this way, you can be justified in starting troubles in the future.

Qingyu, the path you have chosen is extremely difficult. I can't help you with anything else. I just want to be your first stepping stone. Your new world begins here with the blood shed by Jia Suo. He brushed away the blood with his fingers. Cheng Jia smiled slightly with big teardrops.

Cheng Jia, I would rather not have that new world, I don't want you to do this, I don't want you to die! Ling Qingyu sobbed in a low voice, her hands unconsciously grasped the clothes on his chest, and said: Why does it have to bleed to wake up? They? Why do you have to die?

Shh, Cheng Jia raised his finger to his mouth and said softly with a smile: Qingyu, don't deny yourself. You also said that since you have chosen this path, there is no reason to give up or look back. You are willing to risk your life and the lives of everyone around you to change the color of this day. Now that you have made up your mind, you cannot back down.

Qingyu, let Jia Qiuren be benevolent. Cheng Jia said with a sigh as he lowered his head and kissed the trembling lips.