the enlightener says

Yu'er pushed Chan'er's hand away a little, and snorted, "What am I apologizing for? There is nothing to be courteous about, rape or robbery, who knows if he is playing the 'hero to save the beauty' trick, maybe Those few people were all entrusted by him. We have been together for so many years. Is this kind of thing rare? You are too simple, and you don’t understand the sinister heart. Shameful thoughts, bah."

As soon as these words were said, it was tantamount to pointing out that Abu was someone with ulterior motives. This kind of unreasonable speculation and accusation made Abu, who was sitting on the chair, feel helpless, wondering if he had grown into a villain.

But obviously Cai Yan always called him stupid...

Chan'er looked at Yu'er's serious look, and didn't know how to persuade her, after all, Yu'er had been protecting her for so many years.She has a calm temper and understands Yu'er's mood, so she can only avoid talking about it: "Okay, you wait here for me first, I'll go get the medicine box, and we'll talk about it when I come back."

After finishing speaking, she had already walked out, and the sound of stepping on the stairs was heard outside, but she seemed to have tripped halfway, and after the sound of "Ouch", Yu'er rolled her eyes and shook her head for a while.

Abu looked out naturally, but his eyes quickly fell on Yu'er by the door.

Feeling his gaze, Yu'er immediately grasped the handle of the dagger with his right hand, stared fiercely, and said fiercely, "What are you looking at? Gouging out your eyeballs!"

Abu immediately lowered his head, but after thinking about it, he felt that he really looked like a flower picker, so he raised his head again and said, "Girl Yu'er, I actually..."

"You called Yu'er too?" Yu'er interrupted him.

Abu had just said half of what she had just said, but she insisted on blocking her back, and she blushed for a while.

But Yu'er is not a narrow-minded person. Seeing Abu like this, she snorted, "My surname is Yu, and I am Wu Yu."

It turned out to be Miss Yu'er.Abu nodded, and said, "Miss Yu, I don't know what I did wrong to make you...have such prejudices?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Yu'er looked at him coldly, "Your behavior is implying etiquette, you must not be an ordinary person, and you are full of energy and blood, Chan'er has a pure heart, and I am not blind. "

"So that's how it is." Abu half-closed his eyes, and probably understood where Yu'er's doubts about him came from, and his behavior coincided with etiquette... Presumably because he had been in the Imperial Academy for several years, many habits had already been integrated into his bone marrow , It is difficult to change, and Yu'er's eyes are like lightning, looking up and down is as keen as an eagle, so he naturally noticed these details of himself.

He took a deep breath, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "I am indeed not an ordinary person."

"You admitted it?" Yu'er said coldly, "So, those people who blocked Chan'er that night were also yours?"

"This... what do I admit." Abu said dumbfoundedly: "I am indeed not an ordinary person, but I am not a nobleman. My father is just a farmer with his face facing the loess and his back to the sky. My mother weaves for others. The young master is mine, I'm afraid I don't have such a great ability to let them help me perform this play."

Yu'er stared at him, expressionless said: "Go on, I'm listening, let me hear how clumsy your sophistry is."

Now that the matter has come to this point, Abu doesn't intend to hide it anymore. Anyway, he planned to reveal his identity from the very beginning, so he stretched out his uninjured hand to his chest, intending to take out the letter.

But he didn't expect that just this action caused Yu'er to react violently. There was a sound of metal rubbing, and the dagger at her waist was unsheathed. "what are you up to?"

For a while, Abu's hand continued to stretch, and it was not true, and it was not true if it was not stretched. This misunderstanding has reached the point where swords and soldiers meet?

Chapter 268 Two Letters From Home

"Yu'er, what are you doing?" At this time, Chan'er came back with the medicine box in her hands. Seeing such a tense scene, she hurriedly put down the medicine box and reached out to press Yu'er's hand holding the dagger, "Why are you still holding the dagger?" Pulled out? Stop making trouble, take it back quickly."

She exerted force with her hand, trying to press down on Yu'er's dagger, but Yu'er's strength was so great that she couldn't possibly press it down.

"Yu'er, I'll be angry if you do this again!" Chan'er couldn't help but accentuate her tone.

Abu looked at Yu'er with a wry smile, thinking what kind of thing this was, but what had to be done still had to be done, so he reached into his collar, took out the two small bamboo tubes stuffed with sheepskin rolls, and said: "Miss Yu'er, I'm just here to deliver a letter. It's a coincidence to see Miss Chan'er again. You misunderstood me."

Yu'er waited for a long time, but she didn't expect Abu to find out the letter. She looked at the bamboo tube suspiciously, thinking that there must be some kind of mechanism in it, and poisonous arrows would shoot out when touched?

Chan'er looked at the bamboo tube and asked curiously, "Who is the letter for?"

Abu opened one on his own, took out the sheepskin roll from inside, unfolded it and spread it out on the table, Chan'er leaned over to take a look, and immediately exclaimed: "This is... sister Zhen's words!"

Not only Chan'er, but even Yu'er saw the neat handwriting on the sheepskin scroll from a distance. She didn't know how many times she had seen this slender but smooth brushwork. Only the gentle and pleasant sister Zhen could understand it. Such a good handwriting.

At the same time that Yu'er put the dagger into the sheath, Chan'er had already picked up the letter and began to read it carefully. Seeing her appearance, she seemed to want to deeply engrave every word into her mind, while Yu'er stood by Chan'er Behind Chan'er, she was a little taller than Chan'er, with her head tilted so that she could be seen from her shoulder.

"Sister Zhen has arrived in Jingwu? Live in Jianye City?" Chan'er showed joy on her face, looked back at Yu'er and said, "I haven't heard from you for so long, I thought something happened."

Yu'er also breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "It's okay. Finally arrived safely. After all, the relationship between Jing Wu and Tang State is not that good. Even if Tang State wants to send people to arrest Sister Zhen, it will not be easy."

"Then this other one?" Yu'er lost his guard, took another bamboo tube from Abu's hand at once, opened it, and couldn't help laughing, "This dog crawling character is just written on a fan." It can be seen that after all these years, there is still no change at all, if this letter is delivered to the lord, I am afraid the lord will frown again."

Chan'er couldn't help laughing and said: "You know how to laugh at other people's fans. It's good to have a letter to report that you're safe. Now the king will be less worried."

It could be seen that both of them were very happy.

After they read the letter up and down several times, Yu'er's eyes finally softened, and Chan'er hurried over to help Abu sit down and said, "I even forgot about your wound. I'm sorry, I Always so clumsy..."

"It's okay." Of course, Abu couldn't say anything to blame, but comforted: "It's just a small injury."

"Small injuries need to be taken care of properly." It was Yu'er who said this. She bent down and picked up the medicine box, and handed it to Chan'er. After thinking for a while, she seemed to be thinking about something, and then said in a loud voice: " I blamed you just now, and I apologize."

"It's okay...you are also kind." Abu waved his hand, and her apology seemed very sincere, which made Abu's original anger of being shot with eight arrows disappear in an instant.

She is very straightforward, daring to love and hate, and even an ordinary apology reveals such a crispness, without the slightest tweaking.

"Are you from Jingwu?" Chan'er washed his wound and said, "The letter says your name is Qin Ke?"

Abu froze for a moment, shook his head, and then realized that he didn't seem to have mentioned his name from the beginning to the end, and Qin Ke was obviously mentioned in the letter, so it's not surprising that the two of them mistakenly thought that they were Qin Ke. He explained: "I'm not Ake. Miss Chan'er, I, my name is Lu Fengxian...but everyone usually calls me Abu."

"Master Lu."

Abu is not used to being called "Young Master", so he said with a simple smile, "You should call me Abu."

Chan'er smiled and said, "Then you can call me Chan'er."

Abu nodded, feeling a little hesitant in his heart, but after the hesitation, he still felt a little at a loss.

"So, where is that Young Master Qin Ke?" Chan'er asked strangely: "The letter said he would bring the letter, why didn't you see anyone else?"

"He has something to do, so he asked me to bring the letter." Abu said.

"Another irresponsible guy." Yu'er snorted.

"Yu'er." Chan'er glanced at her, signaling her not to talk nonsense.

The wound was sprinkled with medicinal powder, and Chan'er wrapped him in a white towel, and the wound was treated properly.Abu felt the coolness of the medicine powder penetrate into the wound, and even the original pain disappeared a lot, he was slightly surprised.

Chan'er explained: "This is a medicinal powder made from a unique flower in Qunfang, which can dispel blood stasis and relieve pain."

Abu nodded, and didn't ask abruptly what the medicinal material was, but at the moment he was eager to find some irrelevant topics to divert his uneasy thoughts.

Because now Chan'er is wearing a dancer's dress, her shoulders are exposed, and several cuts are exaggerated and unrestrained, and Chan'er is packing the medicine box now, when he bends down, he seems to see that there is...

Bright red, is it a bellyband?

As soon as he turned this thought, his face immediately flushed, he forcibly controlled his stiff neck, and turned his head in another direction.

Fortunately, Yu'er just walked out of the room when she heard someone calling her outside. Otherwise, based on this alone, she might think him as some kind of womanizer again.

And Chan'er packed up her things and raised her head, and saw Abu's flushed face at a glance, and immediately asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

"No...no..." How could Abu tell the truth, he could only pretend to cough twice, trying to cover up his embarrassment, but he couldn't swallow a mouthful of saliva, and was suddenly choked so that he coughed violently. The cough turned into a real cough, and even the tears couldn't stop pouring out.

Chan'er stretched out her fair hands and patted his back, poured another cup of tea from the table beside her, handed it to him to let him relax, seeing his tears streaming down his face, she giggled, Thinking about wiping him off, he took out his own handkerchief.

It’s only when I get half of it that I feel a bit inappropriate. Men and women can’t get close, and she has no special relationship with Abu. No matter in Tang Dynasty or Jingwu, women’s handkerchiefs inevitably have different meanings. If people misunderstand So what?

It's just that the handkerchief has already been handed halfway, and it seems a bit petty to take it back again. For a moment, Chan'er was very hesitant and didn't know what to do.

However, when Abu saw the handkerchief, he reacted more violently than her. Before Chan'er handed the handkerchief to his face, he hurriedly stood up, stepped back a few steps and waved his hands: "Miss Chan'er, this is absolutely impossible, men and women How can you give me your personal belongings, give or take? "

Seeing Abu evading in such a hurry, Chan'er laughed so hard that she couldn't even open her eyes. On the one hand, she was laughing at Abu's panic, and on the other hand, she was laughing at her own stinginess. I am just a handkerchief, what is there to worry about?

Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated, but smiled generously: "Why are you panicking? What I'm holding is not a snake or scorpion, it's just a handkerchief. Originally, this matter was Yu'er's fault. I have to make up for it." .As long as you and I don’t have those intentions, why stick to the mundane?” She said, taking a step forward, holding a handkerchief and wiping Abu’s face.

Abu was overwhelmed, he could only grab the handkerchief and said, "I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."

Chapter 269 Open the Door

While wiping her tears, there was a burst of laughter from upstairs, rumbling footsteps shook the ceiling, Chan'er heard this sound, and hurriedly said: "Drink your saliva first, let me go out for a while."

Abu nodded, looking at Chan'er's slender but soft back, her long hair reaching to her waist, swaying slightly as she walked, her dancing skirt made her look a bit mature and charming, she just left step by step However, it took Abu a long time to recover. Looking at the handkerchief in his hand, he couldn't help but leaned forward and sniffed it.

The scent of flowers, like sweet-scented osmanthus, or lily, but Abu didn't smell it carefully, because he blushed again soon. He knew that this kind of behavior was really disrespectful, so naturally he didn't dare to continue wiping his face with a handkerchief. Wipe the sleeves on the face twice indiscriminately to finish the job.

Qunfang's dance troupe had just finished a round of rehearsals, and the bright red dance skirts swayed gently with their movements, bright red like fire.

In fact, their dance steps are already proficient, but they can't enter the palace for a while, and they are idle when they are idle. They feel that practicing one more time will relieve boredom, so they take advantage of the opportunity to practice in the special dance room.

Several taller dancers saw Chan'er, walked over with a smile, and said, "Chan'er, what do you say in the palace? It's the imperial concubine's birthday, so we shouldn't be allowed to stay in the embassy all night. "

Chan'er shook her head and said: "Sister Lin has already gone out to inquire, and I don't know what's going on."

She wanted to talk about Abu being shot by a fish, but she thought that the injured person was sitting in the cloakroom drinking tea at the moment, so she thought it was better not to mention it.

"Oh, it's really not easy for Sister Lin. Being in a foreign country, she keeps trying to get the Tang Kingdom to protect us. One can imagine the hardships involved. Although it is a celebration tonight, there must be more disputes. If something goes wrong, give Tang Guo Those who advocate strong troops to take down our Qunfang have a clue, and it will be difficult for the lord to do things." The dancer stroked Chan'er's hair comfortingly, her eyes caring: "Actually, it's better not to enter the palace, not to do anything , it’s not easy to have an accident, is it?”

Chan'er gave a wry smile and said, "It seems to be such a reason."

Thinking of my home country being at the mercy of the princes of the world, I couldn't help but feel a little sad again.

Now this world is a world of great disputes. Even though the four kingdoms of Tang, Canghai, Mohism, and Jingwu have achieved rare peace after several great battles over the years, everyone knows that these four kingdoms cannot be silent forever.

The effect of several years of recuperation is obvious. The Mo family now has hundreds of thousands of soldiers again, Jing Wu now has a well-organized army, and the Qingzhou Ghost Rider's voice is shaking the world.

Although the sea is silent, on the grassland, people can often hear thunderous vibrations. It is the sound of heavy cavalry trampling on the grass. Never had a single defeat.

And the Tang Kingdom, which has always been friends with Qunfang, has never stopped preparing for war. The minimum age for enlisting in the army has been lowered, and the tax on farmland has been increased by [-]% compared with previous years. Countless iron mines have been bought by the Tang Dynasty. All fools know these iron mines It cannot be used to cast agricultural tools.

Qunfang Kingdom, a small country with few people, can't gather an army of tens of thousands. Even if those fifteen or sixteen-year-old children are recruited to join the army with cruel and brutal punishments, can they have the ability to compete with these four countries?

Therefore, the best way to survive is to attach to a big country and pay tribute to worship. If this big country finally wins the world, the future monarch will naturally not be stingy with retaining the land and fiefdom of the three cities. In terms of Qunfang's loyalty, seal up some more land to expand Qunfang's strength...

It's just... Can Tang really win?Perhaps, this is also the question that sister Qiao, who has worked hard day and night, is thinking about.

Chan'er suddenly thought of the elder sister Yang Taizhen who hugged her when she was a child, and now she has become the concubine Yang Gui of the Tang Kingdom. The Tang Kingdom still has no queen, and Yang Taizhen has ruled the Tang Dynasty for several years. above people.

It's just that every time I enter the palace, I never see the smile on her face again. I don't know what she is thinking in her heart now?

Is it for Qunfang, leading the Tang army to dominate the world?Or have you forgotten your home country long ago, and simply climbed up for your growing desire for power?

In the past, she also had a lover, the man with whom she was engaged, and now he is buried in the outskirts of Qunfang's capital, but after she got married, she never came back to see him even once.

The world is impermanent, and even people will change beyond recognition. How long can Qunfang, a tiny place, survive in such a chaotic world with ever-changing winds and clouds?

"Chan'er? Chan'er?"

She came back to her senses, and found that the dancer was shaking her gently, and saw that she finally focused her eyes, looked at herself, and said coquettishly, "What's wrong with you, what are you thinking?"

Chan'er shook her head and said, "It's nothing."

But the dancer suddenly laughed: "Nothing? Could it be that you have thought something carefully? I heard Yu'er say that you brought a man into the cloakroom..."

Chan'er became embarrassed, and couldn't help blushing: "He's here to deliver a letter, don't think about it, Yu'er accidentally hurt him just now, I just bandaged his injured hand."

But the dancer smiled to herself and said: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with it. Chan'er, you have reached the age of marriage, and it is time to get married. I heard that the king is already looking for a suitable family for you." Brother, don’t you have anyone you like?”

Chan'er finally stomped her feet eagerly, and said coquettishly, "I didn't!"

The dancing girl looked at her, giggled and said, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. But you should make a plan for this matter, after all, it's better to be prepared than..." She suddenly suppressed her voice Lowest, "It's better than sister Zhen and the imperial concubine."

Chan'er was also silent for a while, not knowing how to answer, why is she not clear about these things?It's just that many times, she doesn't want to think about it.

In fact, the king is good enough to her. These sisters gathered around the king at the beginning, just because of one chance after another. No less than his biological sister, Qiao Feifan.

If one day, the king had no choice but to let himself marry for the country, how should he deal with it?Did she go away from home like sister Zhen?Or, like Concubine Yang Gui?

Just at this moment, there was a loud knock on the closed door of the embassy.

"Open the door, open the door, open the door!" There was a violent male voice outside the door, he slapped the wooden door vigorously, a series of slaps made the door "boom boom", as if all his anger had been vented on the wooden door.

The dancer who was talking to Chan'er just now heard the voice outside the door, and frowned, showing some dissatisfaction: "Who is this, there are no rules at all, can you knock on the door of the embassy like this?"

Chan'er, who had never heard this voice before, was obviously not an acquaintance, so she shook her head slightly and said, "I'll go and open the door."

But the dancer grabbed her and said a little arrogantly: "What are you going to do? For this kind of thing, let the servants go. If it's a drunk, it won't be good if it hurts you."

Chan'er wanted to say something else, but the dancer screamed: "Where are people? Everyone in the embassy is dead? Is it possible that we have to do everything?"

She yelled a few times, but no one stood up except those chattering dancers, so Chan'er had time to interject: "At this moment, the servants should be sorting out the boxes in the backyard, you shout here, They can't hear either."

"Let me come." At this time, Abu came out and said softly, "I'm a man, it's better for me to open the door than you."

"Can you do it?" Chan'er was a little worried.

"Don't worry." Abu grinned, feeling inexplicably satisfied to be worried by Chan'er, "Eight arrows didn't kill me just now, why are you still afraid of a drunk?"

When he said that, Chan'er couldn't help laughing, while Yu'er stood at the stairs, silently watching Abu go out and walk towards the gate.

"Open the door, open the door!"

"Here it is." Abu replied while reaching out to touch the door bolt, "Who is it?"

"What nonsense! We are officials under Jing Zhaoyin's subordinates! Open the door!"

"Understood." Abu's hand had already touched the door bolt, but he was a little more puzzled, what did the official send here?And this menacing look always seems to be something wrong.

But since everyone has already arrived at the door, he has to open the door to tell whether the visitor is a guest or a villain. He turned his head and saw Chan'er nodding slightly, so he was about to pull the latch and let these people in. .