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After returning from watching the opera in Xiyi Garden, Yiyang tossed and turned every day, unable to sleep all night.

After thinking about it, he ordered people to find Ye Qiuniang who wrote the script for "The Resentment of Immortals" in Xiyi Garden.

Ye Qiuniang has a graceful figure and a pretty face, and she is dignified and thoughtful when saluting, but a few silver threads on her temples make her look old.

Yiyang saw that she was about forty years old, she was considered an elder, and it was not easy for people to stand all the time, so he asked her to give her a seat to watch tea.

Ye Qiuniang was also sincerely polite, she only sipped tea slowly when she sat down, but she was not like ordinary guests who were always in a hurry to greet her.

"Di Lan's stories have been staged many times on stage, but it is unprecedented for you to write Di Lan's script to death."

Ye Qiuniang smiled faintly: "The moon waxes and wanes, and people have joys and sorrows. Some people have happy reunions and others are very sad. I just make a new appearance to attract attention. Besides, since the facts are set in the annals of history, what's the point of man-made tampering?"

What Ye Qiuniang said is true, but there are very few people in the world who can be content with the reality and not imagine, Yiyang couldn't help nodding, and said anxiously: "Since you have been in the romantic place, you should have gained something in love/things, but I don't know if there is a relationship between men and men, is there a similar affection between women and women?"

Singing girls/actresses were often called Qiu Niang by people at the time. Because of this, innocent people would not name their daughters as boudoirs, so Yiyang said so easily.

Ye Qiuniang smiled again, but the smile was not light, but playful: "Men are human beings, and women are also human beings, why not? Aren't Di Lan and Princess Huaisi just ready-made examples?"

"There are really countless examples." Yiyang shook his head, unable to hide the sadness in his eyes, "Aunt Huaisi liked Di Lan who took off her red makeup and pretended to be a son, otherwise she would not have discovered Di Lan's identity again. After the secret, I went to Emperor Dezong to cry and complained overnight, and made the matter known to everyone, which made Di Lan fall from a noble official to a prisoner in a night, and finally lost her life."

"According to His Highness, after Di Lan's death, why did Princess Huaisi drink poison to die?"

Yi Yang, who was just beginning to fall in love, thought about it carefully, twisted a pair of beautiful eyebrows into twists, and then said: "Is it regret? Or is it because I didn't kill Boren Boren but died because of me?"

The corner of Ye Qiuniang's mouth smiled even wider: "Your Highness has grown to this age, about the same age as Princess Huaisi at that time, I wonder if you have ever thought of committing suicide because of regret and guilt?"

The girl of the Jin Dynasty was married at the age of 15, and the emperor's beloved daughter was eager to stay with her for three years. It was in Yiyang, and she was indeed almost the same age as the former Princess Huaisi.

Regret and guilt?Yiyang, who has had a smooth life all his life, thought about it, closed his eyes and recalled his own feelings when his concubine passed away. Although he was so sad that he couldn't control himself, it was far from the point where he wanted to die, so he was quite puzzled Shaking his head deeply: "No."

"That's right." Ye Qiuniang smiled softly, fine wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes, showing a little vicissitudes, "As Your Highness said, I have stayed in the brothel for a long time, and I made a vow to guard against the white-headed idiots and daughters before my pillow. I have seen a lot of men and women who are half-hearted in the dynasty, Qin, Mu and Chu, and only love and hate can get here."

Although Ye Qiuniang was smiling, Yiyang felt a little cold for some reason, she unconsciously rolled up her collar, and asked again: "Since you say that, maybe it is because of hatred or maybe because of love, why do you assert that my aunt Huai Si is determined?" Did he die because of love?"

Ye Qiuniang glanced at Yiyang lightly when she heard the words, smiled ambiguously, and asked without answering, "Your Highness has a sweetheart?" Yiyang's earlobe immediately turned red, and Ye Qiuniang took advantage of the victory to pursue, "Is she still a woman?"

"Cough." Yiyang coughed lightly, his eyes flickered, and his complexion became more unnatural, "No, I just felt confused after watching the show."

Ye Qiuniang laughed like a silver bell for a while, poured a cup of tea for Yiyang, and said with a slight smile: "Although I don't know if the question in your Highness's mind has been solved, I have a word to give to Your Highness."

"Please tell me." The tea clearly reflected her own crimson cheeks, and seeing Ye Qiuniang's half-smiling eyes, Yiyang frowned and hurriedly drank it down.

Ye Qiuniang didn't take it seriously, and poured herself a cup: "You have to think about everything before you do it. You have to distinguish whether it is love or hate. After that, even if you regret it, you have no regrets."

Misty and rainy, the suburbs of Beijing are peaceful.

Holding a paper umbrella in her hand, Ye Qiuniang approached a green mound slowly. Behind the green mound stood a vigorous ancient pine tree. The rain fell sparsely through the gaps in the branches and leaves, gradually dizzying the writing on the tombstone.

Tilting the paper umbrella towards the tombstone, Ye Qiuniang's shoulders were wet immediately, and the autumn wind brought a burst of coolness.

With her slender hands, she traced the texture of the stones on the tombstone all the way to the beautiful inscription. It was cold but warm. Ye Qiuniang frowned and smiled: "You have not been in my dreams these days. Everyone praises your literary talent and martial arts, but they don't know you. In fact, it's very childish. If you don't come to see me, I'll just come to see you. Do you think you can avoid it?"

Lian Kuangda, Shen Yi, and Tangci split into three groups, and even Kuangda and Confidence set off to Huxunzhou to investigate the disaster situation and appease the people, while Shen Yi and Tangci went to the neighboring state capitals to supervise the distribution of grain and the resettlement of refugees.

Liangzhou is adjacent to Huzhou.

Tang Ci and his party did not dare to slack off, they rushed all the way, passing through several post stations, they only hurriedly replaced the horses and bought dry food, without stopping.

Unexpectedly, there was a flash flood on the way, and the official road was blocked by stones and broken trees.

Although Liangzhou is close at hand, it is really useless to be anxious. At present, we can only send people to clear the road overnight, and find a place nearby to live temporarily.

"A Wei, I'll help you." The mountain road was muddy, and Rou Ke was not good at riding and shooting, but she had to ride a horse to accompany her because of her slow pace, her legs must be sore from the long journey.After jumping off the horse, Tang Ci walked quickly towards Rou Ke, and stretched out a hand.

The soldiers collecting firewood all around bowed their heads and looked down, no one looked sideways, and the military style was rigorous.

No matter what, in the eyes of outsiders, women are unmarried and men are unmarried. Even though Rou Ke came to relieve the disaster in the name of Prince Yu's Mansion this time, she must be cautious in her words and deeds under the eyes of everyone.

Tang waited for a long time, saw that Rou Ke dismounted without responding, and then shyly withdrew her hand, but saw that her footsteps were unsteady and she was about to fall, so she hurried forward and hugged her securely, waiting for her to stand up Then he leaned into her ear and chuckled: "Ah Wei wants me to hug you, just say so. I was hugged by you many times when I was a child, and I always thought of finding a chance to return it in the future."

Rou Ke's earlobe was reddish, she glanced at her and said, "You're talking nonsense again, there's no one doing it right."

Before I could say a few more words, Xiong Heng, the head of a hundred households, came striding forward from a distance, cupped his hands solemnly and said, "My lord, the ruined temple that the soldiers have just found may not be able to accommodate people."

A bunch of old and disabled women and children were crowded in the ruined temple, and refugees from floods.

Hands and feet are connected, legs and feet are stacked, lying all over the yard in a haphazard manner, and it is almost impossible to find a place to walk.

The infant child whimpered and cried because he was hungry and couldn't eat. He didn't know how long he cried until his voice became hoarse.The mother felt distressed, chewing on the tree roots, and squeezed the nipples with her hands, but there was no juice.

The sleeping man next to him woke up with a frown. After seeing the situation clearly, he bit his finger and handed it to the child who was waiting to be fed.

The mother was startled, and thanked her with tears in her eyes, she was a passer-by who had never met before.

"Dare to ask... But you come from Huzhou? Is it because the official road is blocked and you can't go to the sales home in Liangzhou for a while?"

Tang Ci's voice was clear and clear, awakening many sleepers in the night, but because there was no fire and moonlight, they were blurred and thought they were passing passengers.

Both the mother and the man looked at each other, and the man was upright, and spoke first: "The sales homes in Liangzhou were overcrowded early on, those of us who came late were driven out by the officials of Liangzhou, and there are soldiers guarding us during the day. Can't go anywhere."

"How long have you been here? Have people been sent to deliver food every day in Liangzhou City?" Witnessing the tragedy, knowing the answer, he still wanted to ask the question unwillingly.

Sure enough, the man sneered disdainfully: "Send food? I heard that there are still people who starve to death in the nursery, let alone us."

These deceitful activities have always been indispensable. Tang Ci was not surprised, but he was very worried and sad for these poor people who had nothing to eat.

Xiong Heng led the soldiers to guard outside the ruined temple according to his words, and waited for a long time anxiously, and bowed quickly when he heard the sound of footsteps.

"How long is the distance to Liangzhou City? May the official road be cleared up tomorrow?" Tang Ci asked.

Xiong Heng calculated carefully, and replied: "Tomorrow, the official road will be cleared. At most, we can reach Liangzhou City before the city gate is locked."

"Tomorrow, someone will go to Liangzhou City to send a message to the chief executive, saying that I will arrive in three days, so that he will be ready." Tangci looked at the stalwart warrior in front of him again, and asked with a smile, "What will you do in these three days?" So he took a group of soldiers and hid in the deep forest in the mountains, thinking that wild fruits and game are still available, can General Xiong survive his hunger?"

Among the group, Xiong Heng has the biggest appetite, if he can endure it, the others can too.It was said that it was three days, and Tang Ci didn't know what happened after he sneaked into Liangzhou City with ease. Three days was just an overestimation, and it would be no problem for the soldiers.

Hearing this, Xiong Heng's rough face couldn't hide his embarrassment, he scratched his head and smiled: "I just wanted to tell my lord that although the brothers are men who lick blood with knives on the battlefield, they are also very soft-hearted, can you share the dry food evenly?" Even, give some to the refugees?"

Tang Ci was waiting for him to say this, and when he wanted to speak, Rou Ke on the side rushed to say: "Since everyone will not go together tomorrow, why not kill one or two horses cruelly, roast some horse meat for storage, if three If you can’t find wild game and wild fruits within a day, you can talk about it to satisfy your hunger.” In difficult times, human life and horse life are more important, and you can still tell the difference and let it go.

When Xiong Heng heard it, it was difficult—most soldiers on the march regarded horses as their lives, so how could they discard them?

Rou Ke is a frail woman who doesn't know the inside story, but Tang Ci smiled brightly: "Princess Rou Ke is a woman after all, she is careful. General Xiong will send someone to slaughter the two horses belonging to Princess Rou Ke and me. Forget it, we just have to choose a clean and remote place, if these common people hear the movement, they may loot it for a while."

Xiong Heng responded repeatedly, and saw that Tang Ci had gone to the mountain with him to find a cave to live temporarily, so he hurriedly persuaded him: "Sir, stop, the humble officers and soldiers are used to suffering, and their bodies can bear it. You don't want to If you mix it up, the ruined temple can still be crowded, besides Princess Rou Ke is not good at staying in the house alone."

Tang Ci slowed down, nodded to Rou Ke and said apologetically, "I was careless."

Rou Ke caught a glimpse of the slyness in her eyes, and secretly slandered: You are not careless, you clearly want to pretend to be close to the soldiers, but you dare not take it seriously and live with a bunch of big men, if Xiong Heng doesn't let you go down the steps , to see how you smooth things over.

After Xiong Heng left, Tang Ci quietly hooked Rou Ke's fingers, and walked towards the ruined temple together with her, seeing that she was walking slowly due to sore legs after riding a horse for days, so she also slowed down, wondering: " Ah Wei, why did you keep staring at me just now?"

"I just want to see where you have these evil thoughts. It is clear that you were very obedient and docile when you were young." Rou Ke raised her hand and nodded her head, very resentful.

Tang Ci got closer to Rou Ke, and said innocently: "When I was young, I had you watching, and I used to be obedient and docile, but I don't have you watching from behind, growing it but changing my appearance, is it my fault? "

"Okay, blame me." Rou Ke gave her an annoyed look, thinking of Yong Jia when she was young, who pointed east to east and west to west.

In the dark of night, there was a stone in front of her, but Rou Ke ignored it. She stumbled and was too flustered to react, but Tang Ci rushed forward to help her.

Rou Ke stroked her chest, she was still in shock, but she heard Tang Ci smiling and biting her ear: "Ah Wei also said that I am bad, but I think you are worse than me, and you want me to hug you when you are tired from walking." In the matter of opening a mouth, do you still want to make my heart hurt by using the last trick?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Rou Ke was picked up by Tang Ci's waist and went to the ruined temple.

Rou Ke hurriedly struggled to get down: "Your injury..."

Tang Ci looked down at her, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you apply medicine for me every night, don't you know if the scab is all right?"

A few bright clouds flew across Rou Ke's cheeks, she buried her head in front of Tang Ci's chest, raised her hand and beat her a few times, without saying a word.