Qinse is in the imperial court, forgetting both favor and disgrace

The three children of Zhao Rang, the tyrant king of Nanyue, all belong to the wife of the tyrant king, the daughter of the barbarian king of Wuxi.

Ye Ying is the Chinese name of the queen of usurpation. After she married Zhao Rang, Zhao Rang took it for her personally.

Her father's surname sounds like "Ye" in Chinese. As for the single name "Ying", Zhao Rang once said to her with a smile: "Ying is the end of the grain, and it is cited as a cone. It stands out and is different, just like you." .”

"Ye Ying..." she murmured, and said to Zhao Rang, "little general really thinks I'm different?"

The young general who had just reached the weak crown blushed slightly and nodded slightly.

That year when she fell in love with him, it was in Wuxi Clan Village that Ye Ying first noticed this young general who dared to single-handedly enter the enemy's camp with only two personal soldiers.

The Wuxi people have lived in South Vietnam for generations. They are adjacent to the mountains and live by fishing and hunting. The owners of this land should be them and the other tribes of the Baiyue tribe.

In any case, it is impossible to be an inexplicable Han Chinese.These outsiders from the north, wearing armor and armor, built cities in the mountains and forests. Not only did they settle down, they even built mountains and farms, dug rivers for irrigation, raised pigs and cattle, plowed crops and planted grain, dug mines and smelted—— But they wanted the land, annexed the land of the Wuxi people by way of encroachment, and arrogantly declared that it was the land of Eastern Chu!

Ye Ying's father and her clan, together with several large clans, came out at night and day, sneak attacking and looting the Han people's farmhouses, fields and camps outside the city, and the Han army's revenge was to search the mountains and destroy the villages.

With both sides hurting, the number of Han Chinese seems to be growing, and the territory is gradually expanding.

In less than two years, several major tribes in South Vietnam have been on the decline. What's more, many Baiyue tribesmen who are active in their minds have acted against the tribe's reckless resistance to the death. In exchange for copper and iron utensils, oxen and horses, they are no longer the fearless warriors of the tribe, but cowards who only seek profit.

However, as soon as the momentum started, it was like a torrent of thousands of miles. If the clan king killed him, he would not be able to warn others, and others would go forward and follow him.

Just at this time, the leader of the Han people died of illness, and the people of the clans only thought that all the hardships will be rewarded, and the situation reversed. Unexpectedly, the son of the successor leader became a blockbuster, and even set up a market at the intersection of the Baiyue and Han people's residences, and guarded it with heavy troops.

Both the King of the Wuxi Clan and Ye Ying led the crowd to harass them, but were repelled by Zhao Rang's army, and the main battle party who wanted to drive the Han people out of their homeland became even more unpopular with the Baiyue Clan.

Zhao Rang chose such an opportunity to go up the mountain in person to negotiate peace with the king of the Wuxi tribe.

The clan king set up a grand banquet to entertain the young Han general, and said to Zhao: "According to the rules of my clan, you must drink three cups by yourself, and then drink with me, until my clan king is convinced."

After Zhao Rang listened, he didn't wait for anyone to translate it into Chinese, and replied in Baiyue dialect with a smile: "Okay, it's just drinking, it's fine if you don't fight."

Standing beside her father, Ye Ying couldn't help laughing. Zhao Rang glanced at her with her smile, and Ye Ying immediately felt her chest swell.

Even though the young Han people are warriors, they are more peaceful than the men of the same clan. She was in a trance for a while, and Zhao Rang drank three glasses in a row, and started a wine fight with the clan king.

The two were isolated in the field and kept silent. When the wine came, they greeted each other and poured it into their mouths. Ye Ying watched carefully. The wine flows out everywhere, and every time it is drunk, the bottom of the cup is lit up in accordance with tribal etiquette.

Drinking until the clan king's face turned black and Zhao Rang's cheeks were flushed, Ye Ying couldn't help calling "Father", but she didn't want to call this call, which made the clan king unbearable, and vomited wildly with a "wow". land.

Ye Ying turned pale with shock, she didn't expect her father to drink alcohol to the limit, she stepped forward to help her in a panic, but someone was a step ahead of her, firmly supporting the clan king's body, so that the proud clan king never too much in front of everyone Too embarrassing.

The clan king felt Zhao Rang's magnanimous demeanor and agreed to reconcile with the Han people, but Ye Ying insisted on competing with Zhao Rang in hunting and archery.

During the race, Zhao Rang always shoots and shoots faster than her when aiming at a prey at the same time. She, an excellent hunter who traveled through the mountains and forests since she was a child, has no choice but to bow down. The moment she loses, Ye Ying knows that this Han family man is her s husband.

After getting married, she was still puzzled, so she couldn't help asking Zhao Rang why, Zhao Rang lightly smiled and explained to her: "When you shoot an arrow, you can't help but look down at the arrow on the string. Naturally, it is slow. Whether the bowstring is drawn to the bottom depends on the feel of the hand, the eyes are always looking forward, and the bow is shot."

After Ye Ying listened, she admired him again. In her heart, Zhao Rang was not only her husband, but also her hero, a man who stood up to the sky. She endured hardships and burdens for such a person. dream.

This is her and Zhao Rang's land, why does it belong to Jinling Eastern Chu, which is thousands of miles away?

Her husband should be subservient to no one, she was born a hero, and will not be buried as a coward.

After the new emperor of Jinling ascended the throne, Ye Ying faintly sensed Zhao Rang's preoccupation, but she never imagined that Zhao Rang would not resist, surrendered with Kaicheng, and was willing to be escorted to Jinling, where he died in shame as a traitor. I don't want to be a bloody warrior and die on the battlefield.

"Why?" Ye Ying was furious.

Zhao Rang looked indifferent, and only said: "I am a courtier of Eastern Chu after all."

At that moment, Ye Ying knew what it means to fall apart. It turned out that ten years of life and death together, love each other, fly side by side until they are flesh and blood, and then suddenly realized that the two are not on the same road at all.

She was still not reconciled, and asked again: "Even so, you can follow me back to the Wuxi tribe, why go to Jinling to die?"

Zhao Rang was silent for a long time. When Ye Ying thought that hope was ahead, he heard him sigh: "South Vietnam rebelled, and someone must be held accountable. You stay here so that you can raise your child well. I will wait for you on Huangquan Road." You and I get together as husband and wife."

"No!" Ye Ying opened her mouth silently, but shouted in her heart, "You surrendered without a fight, you are a cowardly and incompetent man! You are not a hero, you are just a liar!"

She firmly resigned to bid farewell to Zhao Rang, even if she did not forgive her fellow clan, no one could understand that the deep love between husband and wife for many years was all based on her ignorance and ridiculousness.

If a hero is not a hero, how can a husband be a husband again?

Ye Ying was unwilling to accept that the Nanyue homeland was really merged into the Eastern Chu. Since then, the Baiyue tribe has been suppressing others everywhere. Zhao Rang is a courtier of the Eastern Chu, but she is not. Gui Guo joined forces to form an alliance.The lord of Yunnan and Guangxi was not established after the funeral, and she is willing to welcome her as the queen, and to rule South Vietnam together with the Wuxi people.

Just when Ye Ying was hesitating, there was news that the tyrant of Nanyue had surrendered and was brought into the harem by the emperor of Jinling and made a noble concubine.

Ye Ying, who heard about this, was dumbfounded, and found that she had not really let go of Zhao Rang, who had been dependent on each other for more than ten years.Such humiliation is more embarrassing than death, how can her high-spirited general bear it?

It's just that she is alone and lonely, and it is difficult to enter Jinling with the power of Yunnan and Guangxi. What's more, the lord of Shu, the neighboring country, is heavily suppressed.

However, there is no unparalleled road, and unexpected helpers are like heavenly soldiers. Only now can Ye Ying bring her only son born with Zhao Rang to Jinling to meet him.

Seeing Zhao Rang again, Ye Ying was overjoyed, she couldn't help but knelt on the bedside, calling repeatedly until Zhao Rang opened her eyes, she smiled in tears, held his hand and sobbed softly: "General, you are fine! You and I don't need to Meet on Huangquan Road!"

Zhao Rang blinked again and again, then sat up in astonishment, and asked eagerly, "Why are you here? Where is this?"

Ye Ying smiled and said: "Still in Jinling. General, you are not dreaming, not only me, Xian'er is here too, do you want to see him?"

"Xian'er?" Zhao Rang repeated in a daze. That was the name of his six-year-old son. He stared straight at Ye Ying with a complicated expression, "Shouldn't Xianer be in Nanyue County? How could he be with you?"

"The general is blaming me?" Ye Ying let go of Zhao Rang's hand, stood up and looked down, her tears and smiles were filled with anger, "Xian'er is your son and mine, why did you give it to outsiders?"

Zhao Rang was silent for a moment, raised his head and asked again: "What about the younger sister?"

Ye Ying was at a loss for words. When the Nanyue County was attacked, the two children were not together. She only had time to take Xian'er away. To ensure Xianer's safety, she couldn't take the risk of looking for the younger sister. But now Zhao Rang asked, she After all, he felt ashamed, so he softened his attitude and said: "Little sister should still be in Nanyue County."

"...Where is Xian'er?" Zhao Rang stood up and looked around. This is a very simple wing room with one door and two windows, both of which are closed tightly. Only some sunlight can be seen through the window paper. There is nothing in the room except the bed. .

Ye Ying was about to answer when the door opened suddenly, and the person who came in was a nun Huihai, she was full of smiles, the birthmark on her face seemed to be trembling slightly with her face, she stepped over the threshold, turned her side, and behind her was Followed by a timid boy.The boy's appearance is not entirely Han Chinese, his complexion is brownish, his eye sockets are slightly sunken and his browbones are raised, his eyes are huge, and upon closer inspection, he is about six or seven points similar to Ye Ying.

When Zhao Rang saw the boy, he breathed heavily, his eyes were wet before he could speak, he bent over and smiled at the boy, "Xian'er? Xian'er...don't you recognize your father?"

"Father? Didn't you want us? Where's my sister?" The boy still didn't dare to move, raised his face, and asked in a daze.

Cautiously stepped forward, holding Aizi in his arms, Zhao Rang and Xian'er put their faces together, and asked with a smile: "Who said the father doesn't want you? My sister...will come after a while."

Xian'er was obedient, and hugged Zhao Rang's head, her childish tone was still full of doubts: "The queen mother said so. The father doesn't want us, because the father wants to please the emperor of Eastern Chu."

Zhao Rang froze for a moment, turned to Ye Ying, frowned, Ye Ying bit her lip slightly, and also frowned: "Isn't it? When the general made his concubine, did he consider Xian'er and the younger sister?"

"Master Huihai," Zhao Rang didn't answer, but hugged Xian'er tightly, and asked in a deep voice to Huihai, who was still smiling, "Please explain the ins and outs to me. Especially what is the Qinxiao with the word '卍' engraved on it?" origin?"

As soon as this question came out, Ye Ying opened her eyes and blurted out, "Is that the one that looks like a spider?"

Zhao Rang ignored her, his eyes were burning, and he smiled slightly at Huihai: "I don't understand why Fangwai people still like to make ups and downs in the world of mortals. The new emperor of Eastern Chu has been on the throne for several years. At this time, Fang Xing is making waves?"

Before he finished speaking, Hui Hai's smile disappeared without a trace, and the birthmark became more and more hideous: "Mr. Zhao, Concubine Zhao, do you really want to leave your wife and children behind and just follow the usurper Li Sanlang? "

"Is this place the Great Chong'en Temple?" Zhao Rang interrupted without waiting for Hui Hai to finish speaking.

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Some digressions...

Speaking of which, two days ago, I accidentally learned that there was a tweet, so I was flattered and went to read it, but I was hit with a basin of cold water... The poster of the post was kind enough to recommend this bad article, but there is a follow-up post below A high-ranking person holds the exact opposite view, thinking that the logic of my essay is unclear, the details are inappropriate, and the plot is chaotic (according to the high-level person's opinion, some places are redundant, and some places seem to be castrated. But I feel that others push It’s always a bit unethical to step on a post, so make a complaint or scan the post yourself).

The expert is very proud to conclude: it is not because of good writing that one can make up stories.

Well, in fact, I was a little bit dissatisfied at first, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that this expert is quite reasonable.I am not a story (plot)-oriented writer, but more of a character-oriented type, that is, there are characters first, and then the plot is designed according to the characters.What I am more interested in seems to be not the ups and downs, or even the bizarre plot, but the contradictions and choices of the characters, and even the supporting roles. I want to try to write what they want and what they are afraid of... maybe For readers who are used to plot-oriented, this article has a lot of space to focus on the interaction of the two protagonists, and the other plots do not change, it will seem boring.

Anyway, abadfinished story is still something, even for the pile of foreshadowing laid down in the early stage, I have to finish it well, and I will fix it after I finish it.For love~~~~~~~~~~

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