Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Seeing that Concubine Shu was about to give birth, she was afraid that the lives of the two princes left behind would be in danger.

If you think about it carefully, this demon concubine first killed her family, then defeated the Taishi Mansion of Southern Qi, and now she has charmed the Qi Jun. She is afraid that the country is not far away...

The storyteller talks with enthusiasm, and the tea drinker listens with interest.

On the one hand, he scolded the king of Qi for being dissolute, immoral, ignorant and incompetent, and on the other hand, he praised the king of Zhou for his self-cultivation, clean conduct, diligence and love for the people.

When I waved to the waiter to add tea and water, I expressed my gratitude to be a Zhou native.

Yu Wenke glanced at the table downstairs. Xiao Qianyi, unlike the others who were talking, held the tea cup tightly with both hands, her eyebrows were solemn, and she listened carefully, not even taking a sip of the tea.

The two people upstairs waited for a long time but did not get the expected meeting.

The attendant couldn't help but say: "Master, is she really here to drink tea and listen to jokes?"

Yu Wenke chuckled.

Recently, there are many tea shops and wine shops in Luo'an City, and there are always storytellers like this, telling rumors and anecdotes about Emperor Qi and the Demonic Concubine. They are related to the enemy country, and everyone is interested in them, so the news spreads more and more widely.

The matter of conquering Qi is kept secret but not revealed. Action will be taken after the end of the year, and the discussion among the public is just a means of preparing for the war. After all, public opinion is also important.

Xiao Qianyi is not a boudoir girl who stays at home and doesn't hear about foreign affairs. She knew that this was just a publicity stunt, but she came to listen to it and was completely distraught at the end.

The attendant shook his head in confusion: "If she is really interested in Qi Jun Yao Fei, why not use the intelligence of Yin Yue Mansion to collect information? Isn't that more reliable than these gossips?"

There was an unknown smile at the corner of Yu Wenke's mouth.

The attendant looked over again and saw that Xiao Qianyi had already left the table.

Yu Wenke got up and walked to the window to look at the street.

"How are things going these days?"

The attendant came closer, lowered his voice, and said timidly: "The defense is too tight, it is difficult to get close, and nothing will be gained."

"Then you might as well change the target and follow. Maybe there will be some unexpected surprises." Yu Wenke stared at the slightly lonely figure with a deep smile.

While swaying, Xiao Qianyi returned to the tall persimmon tree.

She raised her head and looked at the top of the tree. Orange persimmons hung on the brown branches, like ice lanterns, reflecting the clear blue sky, which was pleasing to the eye.

She still remembers the day she first came to the palace——

Xiao Qianyi spread her arms, stood on tiptoes, jumped up to the tree trunk, stretched out her hand, and easily picked off a frozen persimmon.

It was so cold that her fingertips froze.

Xiao Qianyi jumped down from the tree trunk in a hurry, not wanting to fall to the ground and face someone on the other side.

The man with his arms folded in his arms stood tall and handsome, with a fair and handsome face that was a bit colder than ice and snow.

Thinking of all the willful and arrogant behavior just now, she fell into his eyes, Xiao Qianyi blushed suddenly, she was so embarrassed, her ice pimples were as hot as persimmons, and she didn't know where to hide them.

Xiao Qianyi's eyes were nowhere to be found, and she forced a smile: "I just think it looks good——"

"It doesn't matter. If the girl likes it, she can take it all off."

Yu Wenjue raised his eyelashes lightly, not caring, and his polite smile was full of alienation.

After he finished speaking, he nodded and walked into the door, never looking this way again.

Xiao Qianyi's originally beating heart suddenly fell to the hard ground and became sour and astringent.

Suddenly, I remembered the rumored flower house that filled the room with fragrance in winter.

I really can't believe that such a person made of ice and snow can go to such great lengths to please others and still miss them so much.

Xiao Qianyi lowered her head, looked at the frozen persimmon in her hand, raised her hand, and smashed it out.

Why is he so vulgar? !

There was no sign of Yu Wenjue at the door.

Xiao Qianyi bit her lip, raised her chin stubbornly, and stared at the persimmon tree with her red eyes.

On the day she moved out of Prince Qi's Mansion, it was only two days after her quarrel with Xiao Jingnan.

It's really fast.

The new house was not close to Prince Qi's Mansion, and coincidentally, there was a small persimmon tree in her yard, and Xiao Jingnan pointed it out to her like a treasure.

Xiao Qianyi was a little impatient and ordered someone to chop him down.

After Xiao Jingnan was surprised, he still asked someone to do as he was told. In order to make her happy, he also offered to take her to a wine shop to see Hu Ji.

Xiao Qianyi was not very interested and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Are you very free these past two days?"

After moving into the new house, he seemed to have nothing to do.

Xiao Jingnan did not hide anything from her: "Your Highness has left the capital this morning. At least before the Chinese New Year, I can accompany you to travel around. So during this period, whatever you want to eat or where you want to go, brother can -"

"Leaving the capital?" Xiao Qianyi was surprised and interrupted Xiao Jingnan: "Why did he leave the capital? Where are he going?"

Seeing her nervous look, Xiao Jingnan hesitated and sighed: "The troops will be sent out after the new year, and His Highness wants to go to Qi in advance——"

"Go and bring that woman back in advance?" Xiao Qianyi smiled and nodded, "No wonder I asked you to help check her. He is not willing to be killed by that woman."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the house, closing the door behind Xiao Jingnan.

Xiao Jamel sighed heavily facing the closed door.

They always treat her like a child, thinking that she won't grow up, and whether she is arbitrary or unscrupulous, as long as she is happy, they will let her do it.

After all, they have such a beloved daughter in Yin Yue Mansion. They deserve and have the ability to do so.

But she also forgot that no matter what, she was still a girl, and she was still in love.

I shouldn’t regret it at the beginning.

Xiao Jingnan stood silently for a while, then turned and went back to his room. He was going to repair another letter for his father.

As far as he knew, the young man of the great Sikou family, the great grandson of the great uncle, and the second son of the great eldest princess... were all good candidates with good appearance and good knowledge.

Regardless of family background, appearance or character, they are all worthy of it.

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Two light horses were followed by a simple carriage, followed by a team of men and horses carrying heavy cargo.

Such merchant teams are not uncommon on official roads. The carriages and horses are loaded with tea, silk, and porcelain. I heard that as long as you go west, you can pass through Rouran, Gaoche, Persia...

Of course, there are also many caravans coming back from there, bringing back many rare things.

The further east you go, the earlier it gets dark.

Just before the sunset, the team finally arrived at Xunzhou Mansion and drove into the city smoothly.

Instead of going to the inn, they stayed at Zuixianbo, the largest and most luxurious inn in Xunzhou City.

In front of Zuixianbo's gate, people come and go, and cars and horses pass by.

The carriage stopped, and Yuchiyuan jumped out of the car first.

The first person had already come up from the inn. A well-dressed young man got out of the carriage, followed by an old man with a white beard.

Others directed the horses to be stopped and the goods to be moved.

Chen Dechun stepped up the steps, turned back and looked down the long street, feeling a little emotional: "They all say that Xunzhou Prefecture is as prosperous as Luo'an City, but they have never seen Xunzhou forty years ago."

Yu Wenjue stopped and looked at him, "Forty years ago? That was still the world of Wei."

Chen Dechun stroked his mustache, squinted his old eyes, and nodded slightly: "Yes, there was no Zhou and no Qi at that time, but forty years ago, there was no Wei either..."

He let out a long sigh.

Yu Wenjue followed his gaze and looked at the lights in the distance.