[Quick Transmigration] When handsome T dresses as a female match

Under the sky illuminated by gorgeous fireworks and orange-red lanterns, Zhu Qing was escorted meekly to Baixue Palace, the royal palace of Yangchun in Yan Kingdom.

There are thousands of piles of snow on the ten-mile long street. Even though she was too tired to move after running thousands of miles overnight, she still steadily sank her thin boots deeply into the white snow on the city road of the capital of Yan Kingdom.

Several long guns were pointed at her naked, with the back of her neck exposed.

The man lowered his eyelids quietly, as if he was deaf to the whispers of curiosity or panic from the crowd.

Her dirty clothes could vaguely see the dark blue background of Chu State's signal uniform, the tied hair was barely messy, and the armor was obviously newly made but full of scratches and cracks. The same broken bright red shadows appeared against the surrounding red lights.

Some children around were surprised and ignorant and wanted to come up to touch her strange-looking accessories, but their parents covered their mouths and dragged them away—the demon smiled softly at him, watching the people shocked but not surprised. With a look of fear, I suddenly feel a sore heart.

It was as if some heavy soul fell on her cold body in an instant.

Yes, yes, such ironic things are always happening in this world. The country I am in is suffering from war and people are displaced. My brothers are fighting bloody and tireless battles and killings, but you, are you? It is too peaceful to enjoy peace and happiness, family reunion and happy life-how unfair this is.

How can there be such an unreasonable and painful thing?

On this day, in the dark and snowy night, Zhu Qing suddenly understood why those talented and powerful national scholars who could take over the sky with one hand in history were willing to devote their lives to dedicating their lives to such a group of foolish people up.

The White Snow Palace is close at hand, and the demon sees that she is completely different from the thick, dark, silver-gray cornices of Chu State, and is as delicate as this flower-like big swallow, and suddenly feels a sense of peace in his heart, as if something has been going on all the time. The impetuous and restless things slowly settled in her gray eyes that always lived in the dome and were always cold and ruthless.

I should shoulder my responsibility and do my best.

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The banquet in the White Snow Palace was full of joy, Yan Zhaogong, the emperor of the Yan Kingdom, was holding a beautiful girl like a flower in his hands, listening to the praises from the courtiers for his rule of the Taiping Yan Kingdom, he was very happy, and he pursed his lips in front of his concubine Bai Nen. With a kiss on the cheek, the woman giggled.

Next, the national teacher Su Ying rolled his eyes, shaking the turbid wine in the bronze statue, thinking about the sweetness of the Qinggu wine from Chu State.Young Master Luo looked at the emperor helplessly, and then at his own national teacher who was not doing his job properly, put a dish in the national teacher's bowl with his sleeves, and said gently: "At least eat some food, I will give it to you next time." You bring Qinggu wine." Before he finished speaking, Young Master Luo froze, and laughed at himself: "I don't know if I can drink the Qinggu wine handed down from Chu State in the future."

The national teacher snorted, opened his feet like a child, and the snow-white dress was crumpled into a strange shape by him unceremoniously: "The kindness of a woman."

Young Master Luo said that there was really nothing he could do about Su Ying's arrogant and cold appearance in this life.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the door of the main hall was smashed open by a huge force, the bitter wind and snow rushed in, and the warm earth dragon could not offset the natural and real cold. Everyone present shrank their necks and looked at each other Towards the door—I saw Qi Tai, the dark-faced admiral of the Nine Gates, roughly grabbing a man by the collar and kicking his knee. The man staggered but managed to maintain his balance strangely. He walked in with a calm gait.

Immediately, someone stood up and shouted: "Presumptuous! Qi Tai, what are you doing!"

Qi Tai rubbed his face, then knelt down on one knee and reported: "Your Majesty, this person, who is known as a messenger from Chu State, attacked our Yangchun city wall at night, and asked to meet with you, Your Majesty!"

Yan Zhaogong squinted his eyes, stopped the people around him from shouting and asking, and his eyes flashed: "Oh? Who is coming down from the stage?"

The man lowered his head, straightened his messy scarf, brushed off the broken armor, knelt down neatly, and said in a loud voice: "I, Rong's Changtian, with the token of the Great Chu royal family, I am here to implore Yan to send troops to rescue!"

——This sound is really the sound of big pearls and small pearls falling into a jade plate, clear and moist like the sound of verdant lotus seeds falling into the boundless lake, Yan Zhaojun thought about it carefully, it seems that there is no such a boy named Chang Tian in the Rong family of Chu State ah?

Everyone in the room was silent, and then roared with laughter.

"Ignorant stick!"

"Then Da Chu couldn't be saved long ago!"

"If you provoke Jin, why should Yan and Le get involved?!"

In the magnificent hall, everyone was laughing at the superficiality of Zhu Qing's words and Chu's wishful thinking.

Zhu Qing knelt quietly, holding the jade plaque of Chu State tightly in his hand without saying a word.

Yan Zhaogong laughed twice in agreement with the officials, and was surprised to find that the man in the audience was still kneeling upright, without the slightest wavering, and he was surrounded by the ridicule of the people around him, but he seemed to be in a no-man's land—isn't he King Yan? I have never seen foreigners who come to ask for help. Most of them are fierce and aggressive. Whenever someone of his courtiers laughed at his country, those people would jump up and blushed and talk about kindness and justice, trying to persuade everyone in the name of righteousness. The politician who helped the world—but this person... the king raised his brows, expressing that he finally had a little curiosity.

Young Master Luo couldn't stand it any longer, his handsome eyebrows frowned, and he said, "There's really no reason for my country, Yan, to bear the calamity of your Chu country..." So, go back, don't make unnecessary efforts, It even angered the king in the end, and he ended up with a decapitated body - he tugged on Su Ying's sleeve, Su Ying looked at him helplessly, finally turned her face, cleared her throat and prepared to speak out in support of her son ——

Suddenly, the kneeling man in the hall suddenly raised his head, a pair of bright gray eyes bloomed in it like a morning star - Su Ying sighed secretly, what a pair of beautiful eyes, but looked at him dumbfounded for a moment. The little soldier was crying so loudly—it was on the verge of crying dry rivers and rivers.

I'm going to sing again today——

Zhu Qing cursed secretly in his heart, he worked hard on his thigh and twisted it hard, and started to cry loudly with a wow, tears fell down like money, his facial features were distorted and his face was flushed, so it was not ugly. Her good voice was worn out so badly that it sounded like a broken gong.

"My God! Poor country of Yan!" She cried out in grief, as if mourning a concubine, and the mountains and mountains that cried out mourned.

Crowd: ...

"I don't even know if I'm going to die! Oh my God! My poor old country, Da Chu! My poor Yan!" After finishing speaking, the fellow gasped, and beat the ground desperately and cried bitterly.

Everyone: ...

My hands are itchy.

Su Ying couldn't take it anymore, she patted the table and stood up: "Presumptuous!"

"..." Beat the ground.

"The thief stands upright! How can I, Dayan, be as dregs as you are?"

"..." Then he beat the ground.

"How dare you speak wildly that my big swallow is going to die?!" Su Ying raised her eyebrows coldly, looking like an expert in the world, but she didn't realize that she was thinking about the steps, kid, I'll set them up for you, so you're going to be bald. .

"..." Still beating the ground.

Yan Zhaogong couldn't stand it anymore, he raised his hand and gave a weak cough, and with his narrowed eyes, he signaled to the audience that they could start talking.

What about Zhu Qing?

Zhu Qing was still beating the ground.

Su Ying: ...

My dear boy, you should say something!

Yan Zhaogong said helplessly: "Okay, okay, the envoy from the state of Chu, quickly explain the meaning of what you just said." As he spoke, he twirled his mustache, "Otherwise, Gu will order someone to drag you out. up."

As soon as the words fell, Gulu, the messenger from the state of Chu, got up, his face was clean with no trace of tears, and bowed like a sage, and bowed to the end:

"The king is wise!" The voice pierced through Changhong.

Lord Yan Zhao: ...

When did Gu tell you to stand up?

Get on your knees!

However, King Yan, who has a large number of adults, must not be able to say these words, so he coughed a few times and said: "Quickly explain the words clearly." Yan?"

I saw that man raised his foot and took a step back, his gait was as good as an actor who is good at singing and dancing in the streets and alleys, oh, the romantic look between his eyebrows and eyes, a pair of gray and black narrow eyes narrowed slightly, She grinned with pale teeth, "I'm not just talking nonsense, as evidenced by heaven and earth, the state of Jin is really going to destroy our state of Chu." She paused slightly, took a deep breath, as if she had sucked enough Take a breath of true energy, muster your lung capacity and drink:

"The country of Yan is really not far from subjugation!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the audience was shocked!

Zhu Qing didn't give these rotten Confucians a chance to react, and said very fast: "My lords, Haihan, as we all know, Jin and Chu have long-standing grievances, from the mineral competition more than a hundred years ago to the assassination 50 years ago. Jin Jun, at the end of the tidal war 30 years ago," said the woman shrugging her shoulders helplessly, wearing dirty clothes, but it didn't mean that her comfort and chic were not compromised, "He is greedy for the wealth of our Chu country Gold and iron mines, my state of Chu is jealous, his state of Jin relies on the sea to control the salt industry of the seven countries, until now—" She clapped her hands as quickly as she could control the rhythm, and her iron-gray eyes glanced around. The cold light made every pair of eyes staring at her blink uncontrollably,

"——Our state of Chu is in decline, and we lost to the state of Jin," Zhu Qing lowered her eyes slightly, sadness surrounded her like water, and someone around her laughed, "Haha, that's not because you, the King of Chu, are overestimating your capabilities! "

"Yes!" the demon said decisively, "My king is at fault, but what's the point of this lord talking about these afterthoughts?" Just hide from the dirty water and let it splash on the king of your own country?