The queen is a bit cowardly

In May of the 13th year of Mingde, Da Sikou's Mansion

A cyan paper kite flies in the sky, and the wooden bell hanging from it rings with the wind, rattling, rattling, and a group of pigeons fly under the paper kite, flapping their wings and disappearing to the other side of the sky.

The girls in the backyard were playing Temari, the brisk and joyful voice was as crisp as a bell, and the voice of the old nun also fluctuated, reminding the girls in the yard not to lose their manners at any time.

On the other side of the wall from the backyard, a woman sat cross-legged on an old and cracked mat. She used today's bright sunshine to mend a torn dress. The fabric of the dress was excellent, and the silk was It is thin and tough, but the thread that has come off cannot be recovered. The waistcoat of the clothes is made of black bearskin. The fur has lost a lot due to friction. If you want to remedy it, you must at least buy another skin. , but the owner of this clothes is very cash-strapped.

"Your Highness, don't mend it." A middle-aged man with short hair was sitting cross-legged not far away, with straw sandals in his hands. He looked no more than fifty, and looked extremely strong. The scimitar seemed to be the most valuable thing on his body.

Jiang Qingluan put down the needle, sighed and said, "This is the lonely king's robe."

"It's broken like this..." The man looked at Jiang Qingluan's serious face, and shook his head helplessly: "You can make it up if you want."

"I shouldn't have come forward at that time." Jiang Qingluan said. That day she saw the rocks and gravels shaking on the ground, and she pressed her hands on the ground, and the numbness came from her fingers. She is the owner of the talisman. What is not lacking are cows, horses and grasslands. Regardless of the son, Wang Ji, he has to live on the grasslands since he was a child.

"Your Highness is careful and kind. If next time, you will still save me." The man said, but there was no disbelief on his face.

With a smile on the corner of Jiang Qingluan's mouth, she replied: "The world still says that I have a kind heart, I'm afraid you, Ba Le, are the only ones."

"That's why people in the world don't understand His Highness," Ba Le said.

Jiang Qingluan lifted the shoulders of the dress, and looked at it carefully, not to mention her stupid stitching skills, I am afraid that even the best embroiderer in this balance will not be able to save her, she carefully folded her royal robe, five years ago from the When Fu Guo fled, he only brought a few decent clothes with him, and now he is missing one more.

At this time, an elderly nanny walked into the shabby courtyard with her chin held high like her master, and she was accompanied by a rather delicate-looking female slave. Standing here, I even walk carefully, for fear that the land here will stain my embroidered shoes.

Jiang Qingluan looked at the guests at the door, hurriedly put on her shoes and socks and limped out to greet her. It was because Chang Lan's ankle was injured, and it still hurt so much even if she moved.

"Grandma Liu."

Mother Liu reluctantly bowed to Jiang Qingluan and said, "His Royal Highness King Fu."

"Is there something wrong with Da Sikou?" Jiang Qingluan said, in fact, she knew this nanny, not from Da Sikou Kongyou's courtyard, but from Kong You's eldest son Kong Yida's courtyard.

"Young Master Yida is looking for you." Madam Liu said, and at the same time she waved to the maid beside her. Made of fur.

Balak took the clothes from above, but this man's face was extremely ugly, this character has always been straightforward, regardless of whether the emperor is behind, Balak spat on the ground, and said: "What do you mean. "

"My son said that I heard that His Highness is good at dancing, and I want to invite His Highness to perform a dance for the guests tonight at the banquet at the Young Master's mansion." Madam Liu's eyes skipped over Ba Le, and she looked straight at Jiang Qingluan.

"Your Highness!" Balak also looked back at his majesty.

Jiang Qingluan slightly shook her head towards Baler, and said with that warm smile, "When is it?"

"At the end of Shen Shi, at the beginning of You Shi." Mammy said, obviously she was in the lower position, but her tone was somewhat commanding.

"Then please tell Young Master Yida that Gu will come to the banquet on time." Jiang Qingluan said, pointing his finger outside the door, and said politely: "No."

Nanny Liu smiled with satisfaction, joined the slave girl again, and exited Jiang Qingluan's small courtyard.

Ba Le sent away the high-spirited nanny with a look of hatred. He looked at the dress in his hand, it was clearly the dress of a dancing girl, no matter how good the material was, how could it be worn by a king.

"Your Highness!" Ba Le was in a hurry. He hurried to Jiang Qingluan, threw the clothes on the ground, and stepped on the clothes vigorously: "Even if you are really abolished, then you are also a descendant of the Jiang family of Fu Kingdom. You have blood on your body." It is the blood of Fushan True God, your mother is the goddess of the Sun Prairie, how can you agree to such a condition!"

Jiang Qingluan knelt down and picked up the clothes, patted the dust on them, lifted the corners of the shoulders and looked again and again. It was a sleeveless jacket, and the lower body was only below the knees. The material was really good, and the silk should be made like this The tulle had to waste some effort on the part of the embroiderer. Jiang Qingluan had personally hunted leopards before, so she could tell at a glance that the leopard skin on the skirt was really good.

Qingluan folded the clothes and put them aside, sat cross-legged, and said to her old subordinate: "Can I refuse?"

Baler kept his mouth shut. Jiang Qingluan was abolished in Fu Kingdom five years ago. He assembled a group of dead men to escort Jiang Qingluan to Xin Kingdom. Kong You, the former Shaobao of Fu Kingdom, was serving Xin.He remembered that it was raining heavily when he arrived in Tiandu, the capital, and the twenty or so dead men had already gone halfway. When they entered the Da Si Kou's mansion, Ba Le guarded his master behind him. Said: "I am the teacher of the king's teaching. Today, seeing the clan of Fu Guo persecuting my king, I can't bear to be a teacher and a minister."

So Kou Kongyou, the chief minister, dealt with Jiang Qingluan in Fu Kingdom, and finally persuaded the three princes and five ministers to let Emperor Longguang protect Jiang Qingluan, but Xin lost the court of Fu Kingdom.

Now that Kong You was getting old, and the envoys of Fu Kingdom had made friends with the Prime Minister in private many times, Jiang Qingluan gradually lost her due value.

"I guess this dress was given to me too." Jiang Qingluan touched the piece of leopard skin: "When I come back at night, this piece may be used to mend my clothes."

"Balle," Jiang Qingluan said softly, she knew that the man in front of her was a hard rock, if not, she wouldn't have sworn to follow her to the death, but time and place have changed, she is no longer the invincible king of Fu , Jiang Qingluan continued: "We want to live now."

The country of Yue loves the harp, which is an elegant thing. When you go to Beijing, you can listen to the kite, like the rain falling on the plantain.But in Tianping, the imperial capital, the Gongqing family only love the barbarian's five-stringed dance, and pursue the orchid's dance.

The host of the dinner was slightly drunk, his coat was open and his inner was loose, revealing his thin body. He was holding an orchid in his left hand. Surrounded by her master like Huan Se, she picked up the jug and gave her master a sip of fine wine.

There are men on the left and right sides, the elders are no more than forty, and the younger ones have not yet reached the crown. They are stepping on the beat and singing the so-called melody.

"While holding a cup of tea, throwing gold as a chip, playing music and dancing, lying down with a beauty in your arms..."

The banquet was also sung like in the song, the cups were staggered, and the clouds and rain were stirred. Some men chased the tricksters with disheveled hair, and some held wine pots and poured rain with their mouths.

Nanny Liu carefully stepped over the guests in the courtyard, and walked to the master in small steps. She bowed and said, "My lord, King Fu is here."

The master's originally drunken eyes lit up, as bright as a wolf in the night, he pushed Orchid away, raised his eyebrows and said, "Please."

"Here." Nanny Liu carefully backed out.

The host straightened his body, he sat around and said: "Everyone, there is another guest at this table today, but this distinguished guest came a bit late."

"Brother Yida, which distinguished guest is so arrogant that he neglected your invitation?" said the boy sitting beside him.

"That's right, brother Yida is the future Chief Sikou, who ranks among the Six Ministers, who is so ignorant of flattery."

Kong Yida once again hugged Hu Ji beside him, and said: "I am only a mere six ministers, how can I compare with today's distinguished guests, today's comers are the masters of the land, the fate of the mysterious bird."

"I invite King Fu to dance for me!" Kong Yida shouted.

Fu Wang Jiang Qingluan has lived in seclusion for five years and has never appeared in front of others, but Xin Guogong knows that she lives in the Confucian Mansion, and there are rumors about her, saying that such a Fu Guo king who is promiscuous and messy with the palace has always been unwilling to be lonely, often He attracts men to stay at home for the night, and spreads that she is as beautiful as a goddess, but as long as she is given enough gold, she can go to her dragon bed.

How can this kind of rumor not excite the men? The men shouted, and the women also stared at the gate of the banquet. Sure enough, a bell rang rhythmically. Anyone who has seen Man Fang singing and dancing knows that it is on the dancer's feet. Always wear a brass bell.

Since the Jiang family became the master of Fudi, they have not valued blood, intermarried with foreign races in Fuxi. The leader of the Lal tribe begged Yu Fu, but instead of asking for the princess, he wanted to leave a handsome young man instead.

"I heard that brother Yida is hosting a banquet today, and the lonely king is late." Jiang Qingluan walked to the center of the banquet. She was wearing the clothes sent by Madam Liu, but over the clothes that were no different from maiko Man gown to the knees, but people in the Central Plains have never seen this way of dressing. She only wears half of the gown, with her right hand and right shoulder exposed. The scimitar said it was here to perform the dance, but it looked like a warrior.

However, Jiang Qingluan always came as he wished, and Kong Yida laughed uncontrollably. He looked at the Fu Wang in front of him. She was slender and full of strength in the curve of her arms. How could those weak orchids catch up with each other? , who ever thought that the former monarch, such a beauty could dance for himself?

"Play music." Kong Yida pointed to Jiang Qingluan and said, "Please, Your Highness."

Jiang Qingluan opened her eyes suddenly, hunting like an eagle, and drew out her scimitar at the same time. When she was sitting down in shock, she spread her wings like an eagle.

"Play the music." Jiang Qingluan said coldly to the luthier: "Song of Tianhai Bitao."

The luthiers in the barbarian land naturally knew this tune, even the children there could hum it, it was the battle song before the expedition, and what Jiang Qingluan danced was the war dance!

The four strings fluctuated, and the copper bell rang, Jiang Qingluan thought about her former Fengqi Palace.

One day, I will come back.