Empress Chu

He looked around, the teahouse was still the same, but the owner had changed. He didn't know where the young couple had gone.

This teahouse is facing the main road, and there are quite a lot of customers, and it is full in a short time, full of accents from all over the world.

The soldiers couldn't help but look at them curiously, but Zhong Changrong stopped them in a low voice.

"Being close to the capital, there are too many people, so everyone should be cautious." He said, "This place is not like Bianjun, where we can do whatever we want, especially if we are generals."

The soldiers quickly sat down and looked away.

A soldier couldn't help lowering his voice and said: "Boss, I heard that the general was very prosperous in the capital—"

Zhong Changrong looked sad for a moment: "That's all in the past. It's been more than ten years, and no one has remembered the general for a long time——"

When his words fell, the people talking and laughing at the table behind him suddenly raised their voices.

"——that's why she won, the Third Prince even invited her to participate in the literature meeting——"

These words caused more commotion around, and the guests at other tables also asked, "Really? Really won?" "How could it be that she is a little girl."

Asked by so many people, the person who spoke before was even more proud: "Of course I won, the prince of Zhongshan personally sent the invitation card on behalf of the third prince."

The commotion all around became more and more loud.

Surrounded by bustle, Zhong Changrong's table was silent, the soldiers drank tea quietly, looked around, and listened to people and things that were rarely heard in Bianjun. The third prince, the prince of Zhongshan, Wenhui ——

The third prince is a prince. Everyone can talk about it freely. Sure enough, the capital city is different from Bianjun. The most talked about in Bianjun is the eldest son of the sheriff.

And listen to what people do, Wenhui, there is no such thing in Bian County, only the eldest son of the sheriff and the nephews of the general's nephews-eat, drink, drink and have fun, and then end in a fight.

And the girls—

It's so powerful, it's so lively, it really is at the feet of the emperor.

The soldiers listened excitedly to unfamiliar topics until a name caught their ears.

"—Chu Ling."

Chu Ling?The name was a bit familiar, and the soldiers were taken aback, but there are so many people with the same name and surname in the world, so it's not surprising that there are so many people in the capital.

As I said just now, it has been more than ten years, things have changed, and no one in the capital has known the general for a long time.

They saw Zhong Tou'er eating noodles indifferently, swallowing half a bowl in one gulp.

So everyone continued to drink tea, drink tea, and eat noodles with their ears upright.

"—Of course it's unusual, that's General Wei Chu Ling, I think he was more noisy than these little girls back then—"

With a puff, Zhong Changrong, who had sucked half a bowl of noodles, was choked and couldn't cough even if he wanted to. The noodle soup spewed out from his mouth and nose. The soldiers on the table reacted quickly and ran away holding their bowls.

This movement made the people around look over and saw a middle-aged scar with a face full of food. Some people laughed, some despised others, and some were afraid that Scar looked away—it was a soldier from the border county, who had never seen the world. It is rare to eat noodles with eggs like this.

Everyone ignored it and continued joking.

Zhong Changrong tugged at the sleeve of a soldier and wiped his face: "You little bastards are quick to hide."

The soldiers laughed and were surprised at the same time, they came together again and asked in a low voice: "Boss, are they talking about the general?"

There are so many people named Chu Ling, could it be that there happens to be a General Wei named Chu Ling in the world?

Zhong Changrong held the chopsticks, this time he didn't pick any more noodles into his mouth, and his eyes were also full of surprise.

The surrounding voices answered for him.

"—General Wei Chu Ling, haven't you heard of it? Have you forgotten? The first time I saw His Majesty back then, I shocked His Majesty from the horse."

"Hahaha, it's really reckless to say it, so it's not surprising that his daughter does such a thing now."

"However, Chu Yumang's bravery won His Majesty's favor, and he led the army as a general at a young age."

"But Chu Ling is also really capable and has made great achievements in battle. If it weren't for him, the king of Xiliang would bow his head and proclaim himself a minister, sending tribute every year."

Listening to the sound of Chu Ling, Chu Ling, and what happened, there is no doubt, it is absolutely true, it is their general, his elder brother, General Wei Chu Ling.

Zhong Changrong was biting his chopsticks, the scars on his face were jumping, his eyes were round, wasn't it right?The owner of the teahouse has changed, why is Chu Ling still being talked about everywhere in the capital?

He almost thought that time had turned back, and he had returned to more than ten years ago!

What the hell!

……

……

Not only the tea sheds on the roadside outside the capital city, but also many places far away from the capital city, are also talking about new things in the capital city.

Entering the Central Plains, any small town is more prosperous and bustling than Bianjun, with a wide variety of restaurants and tea shops.

In the most gorgeous restaurant in the city, guests come and go, one table has the most people, there are old and young, like a family, grandma, grandpa, son and grandchildren, but it seems that there is something wrong.

This big family is dressed in extremely wealthy clothes, the most fashionable styles in the city, and the fabrics are also excellent. They wear gold hairpins, silver bracelets and pearls, and even a seven or eight-year-old boy is wearing a heavy gold ring——

The servants standing behind are also well-dressed.

This is rich people, very rich people.

"I don't know a rich man from the countryside." The store clerk chatted with a regular customer in a low voice, and pouted over there, "As soon as you enter the city, ask the best shop, the tailor gold and silverware store, and then the whole family rushes in to buy I picked up a few boxes and put them on all at once.”

"What is this for, poor family rich road?" The regular customer was puzzled, "Aren't the old and the young in this business afraid of being robbed by others?"

The shop clerk smiled and shook his head: "Who knows, maybe I'm used to it in the countryside, and I'm not afraid of anything."

As they talked, they saw a young girl at the table beckoning.

The store clerk hurriedly threw away the regular customers and responded loudly, "Guest officer, here you are." He hurried over.

This countryman is also very generous, and he can get a lot of rewards for serving him well.

Hi, Jun Jiuling.

Jun Jiuling was the first book I sold the film and television rights to, which means a lot to me.

Although I know that everyone has different views on the adaptation of film and television, it is undeniable that film and television are the most powerful communication.

Of course, it is a big challenge to change from text to video, so I was also very nervous before the broadcast, but I am honored to have met a very good company, Mr. Gao is very sincere, the screenwriter Shiliang is very familiar with online texts, and the director Xie Ze has been in charge of period dramas, youth dramas, and Fuyao, an adaptation of online texts. They have achieved the greatest restoration in the transition between film and television needs and original works.

I watched three episodes after it aired at [-]:[-] today, and it is impossible to be exactly the same as the original, but when I saw the divorce, the rhythm immediately picked up.

This is a different look and feel. I know that for readers, there must be a lot of discomfort, but I hope everyone can take a look. Speaking of this, when I thought of the announcement of the final file, I searched nervously and saw someone said It’s Xixing. When I was a child, I read her book, and there was a TV series on it. I would go and see it. At that time, my eyes were a little sour, and I felt that youth was not in vain, leaving traces.

Friends, whether you like it or not, whether you look forward to it or not, please take a look. Friends who have watched Jun Jiuling back then, do you still remember our declaration of asking for votes to be the first in the chapter?I used Nalan Xingde's poem:

Germany is also crazy ears!Accidentally, in the country of Zichen Jing, Wuyi Mendi.

Who would want to pour the soil of Zhaozhou when there is wine?If you don't believe it, you will become a confidant.

Singing with blue eyes is still young, and wiped away the hero's tears in front of the respected ones.

Don't you see, the moon is like water.You must be intoxicated tonight.

And let him and Emei rumors, the past and the present are the same taboo.

What's the point of asking about your life experience, just let it go with a sneer!

Think about it, and regret it from the beginning.A day's heart expects thousands of kalpas, and the fate of the later body may end up in another life.

However, the promise is heavy, you must remember!

Jun Jiuling has been completed for four years, I hope that more people will know it, and those who know it will remember it for a longer time, and a longer time.

I would like to thank the producers for all their efforts, the director and the actors, and the staff behind the scenes. Although logically speaking, I am a complete bystander in this drama, it is not my turn to thank, but I watched it today, and I still have to say A thank you.

Looking at those moving people on the screen tonight, seeing familiar names and familiar words, many memories came to my mind, and I couldn't help but want to say, I miss you, those of you who accompanied Jun Jiuling, Many people are still watching Xixing, and many people have grown up and have other tastes and preferences, but you will still have the word Jun Jiuling in your memory. What an honor Jun Jiuling is, what an honor Xixing is.

Here, I bow and thank you all.

I love you, thank you for making the book Jun Jiuling and the author Xixing.

Chapter 79 Heard

The young lady of this family is fifteen or sixteen years old, she wears gold and silver clothes like her family, and has big and bright eyes. She called the shop assistant and ordered another jug ​​of wine.

I can't tell, the country people are quite good at drinking. The shop assistant glanced at the table, and almost everyone had a flagon on hand, except for two boys and girls about ten years old, and even the gray-haired old woman with dim eyesight. Both.

The shop assistant served the wine, but the young lady didn't keep it, but gave it to the eager boy.

"When you go out, besides food and clothing, you should not be underestimated. You must also be polite." The young lady said solemnly and in a low voice, "This is all taught by my aunt. Go ahead and give the wine to others, and then ask them about it."

The boy happily took the wine, pulled the girl and ran to the table next to him.

"Uncles." He called, and handed over the wine, "I invite you to drink."

Here sat a group of travel-stained businessmen, who were chatting all over the world, but were suddenly interrupted, and they were a little surprised to see the two children and the wine.

"Why did you invite us to drink?" a merchant asked, looking at the table over there.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw this family - I couldn't help but see that the family was shining golden.

"My name is Xiaotu." The boy said generously, "You are from the capital city. I just heard you talk about the affairs of the capital city. It's very strange. I haven't heard enough. Can you tell me more about it?"

So that's the case, the merchants all laughed, children like to listen to new things outside, especially in the capital.

A businessman said: "Recently there are not many new things, that is, the Third Prince's Wenhui, or a group of young girls just broke into the third prince's Wenhui."

Xiaotu nodded immediately: "Just listen to this." He stroked the head of the girl next to him, "My sister, Qingfly, let her listen more and see what the girls in the capital are doing."

The younger sister, Dragonfly, who was not as tall as the table, looked at the merchant with big eyes and nodded vigorously.

A child from a rich family, and he is so polite, who can refuse? The merchants laughed and said, and they didn't stop until they had to leave after drinking and eating.

Satisfied, Xiaotu thanked the merchants and brought her sister back.

"Sister Xiaoman, what you said is all wrong." He said happily.

Xiaoman snorted, concentrated on gnawing on the pig's hand, and said vaguely: "What's wrong with me?"

"You said that Chu Zhao is a coward." Xiaotu said, "Leaving the border county, he is nothing in the capital. He must stay at home and dare not go out, but now everyone is talking about Chu Zhao."

"Chu Zhao dares to fight." Dragonfly added.

The little rabbit went on to say: "When I first came to Beijing, I beat a young lady, and after the beating, I blocked her house and scolded her. Then I dared to beat the third prince, fought with scholars, and finally won. The third prince was afraid of her, please ask her Participate in the literary meeting and continue to fight."

He said with joy, he likes people who can fight the most, sister Xiaoman always said that Chu Zhao only knows how to eat, drink and play, and pretends to be a lady.

Do you know what it means to pretend to be a lady?It means that when someone scolds you, you make a smile on others, and when someone beats you, you will only cry, no matter how urgent you travel, you will not ride a horse, only ride a car, only hold a needle and thread in your hand, do not hold a knife, gun, bow and arrow, and only one thing in mind is to marry someone Such a man, and then give birth to a son and adopt a daughter, and leave a lady's name all her life, no one knows what her name is.

This is too boring, he is not interested in this Chu Zhao at all.

But I didn't expect to hear Chu Zhao's name before arriving in the capital, and as long as someone said Chu Zhao, everyone else would agree, as if everyone knew Chu Zhao.

Not so many people know Chu Zhao in Bianjun.

Xiaoman frowned, she didn't quite understand what was going on, logically speaking, it shouldn't be, Chu Zhao was justified in Bianjun relying on his father, but after entering Beijing, he still had the guts to fight the prince.

"Of course, don't look at who gave birth." The old woman laughed and said, "Your aunt is like this. She has been quiet and quiet since she was a child, but she is better than anyone else in her hands."

Xiaoman curled her lips: "How can she compare to my aunt." Throwing down the pig's hand, "Okay, let's hurry up and see what's going on with her with our own eyes."

A group of people paid their bills, packed their luggage and hurried on their way. Xiaotu also rushed to the front, eager to see Chu Zhao fight.

"It's over if you go late, right?" He said while urging, "Sister Xiaoman, please ride faster."

Sitting behind him is Xiaoman.

Xiaoman reached out to hold his head, and turned to the front: "I just allow you to ride with me, if you continue to mess with the command, you will go in and ride in the car."

Xiaotu muttered: "Sister Chu Zhao is definitely not as fierce as you."

Xiao Man snorted: "Is that why my sister cried out? Then you will stay in the capital and you don't have to come back."

Although she was very curious about Sister Chu Zhao, Xiao Tu was still reluctant to leave home and relatives, and smiled obediently at Xiao Man: "My good sister, I was wrong. After I go back, I will help you beat the third brother together."

The siblings bickered, but when they left the flat road and entered the mountain gorge, the two who were joking stopped and looked forward.

There was a group of people standing under the steep mountain wall, about seventeen or eighteen people, some squatting on the side of the road, some standing on the cliff, and some riding horses in the middle of the road, holding a knife and carrying a spear, all of them were vicious.

"It's finally time for you guys." The leader of the big man pointed at the team with cars, horses, old and young with a knife, and shouted fiercely.

This group of countrymen even had silver bells adorned on their cars, and people in the valley couldn't keep their eyes open, because they were afraid that others would not know that the big fat sheep was coming.

As soon as this group of countrymen entered the city, they watched them, and the more they stared, the more they drool, and they hurriedly gathered people to wait, and they were worried that they would be snatched by other bandits.

This rare fat sheep is really lucky.

"Put down everything, and you are not allowed to keep what you are wearing, or you will die." The leader shouted and laughed.

The bandits around also made strange noises, and they were not afraid that these people would turn around and run away—run?There is no escape in this valley.