Return to the rumor

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Years later, the government office opened the seal.

Xu Qian has been waiting in Liangzhou for a long time but he has not received any enlistment from the imperial court. Although he is a general, his mind is as flexible as that of a civil servant. After some inquiries, he found out that two major incidents occurred in the imperial court one after another. .The story of King Sheng's rebellion is well known in the world, but it's easy to say, but the story of Tang Ci has been spread up and down, and I don't know how many people said it. Nine out of ten people said differently.But no matter what, the two things are related to the previous dynasty. In this situation, no matter how incompetent Qin Yan was, he hurriedly communicated with the old friend entrusted by Xu Qian, ordering him to suppress the matter of sponsorship for the time being. .

Those who gallop on the battlefield are unavoidably a little vigorous, even if they have been stuck in the pile of books for more than ten years, they will not be able to break free from the shackles of the saying that the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change.During the Kangle years, although Qin Yan and Xu Qian were one in the literature and the other in the military, they had a very good personal relationship, so they were familiar with his temper, and made the old friend hide it from him first, so maybe the twisted energy in his bones would come up one day , What kind of moth happened by mistake.

After Xu Qian learned about this, he slammed his mouth, and couldn't taste what he felt in his heart for a long time.

This child's mind and methods are not as serious and ruthless as the emperor's, so he doesn't know if it will be a disaster or a blessing after such a catastrophe.

Liangzhou, a place in the far north, is thousands of miles away from the capital. Although the emperor is old, the king of Qi is still the king of Qi and has not changed at all.

He twisted his beard and thought for a long time, then wrote a handwritten letter and asked someone to take it to Liangzhou.

King Sheng inevitably died in the end, so he committed suicide by drinking poison to save face.

His wives, concubines and children lost their ancestral status and were demoted to ordinary people, and were expelled from the imperial capital. The nobles and nobles were reduced to common people day and night, which made the world sigh.

The 13th year of Chunyou is destined to be a year that will not be peaceful. The people of Xindu gather in the Liyuan Tea Garden every day to sip tea and watch operas.

King Sheng's rebellion is still on the tip of his tongue. I don't know who ignited the conversation, and in a blink of an eye he went to say that the Tanhualang who made up the recording at the Qionglin Banquet for the imperial examination last year turned out to be a girl who took off her red makeup.This matter was spread up and down, and the gossiping woman went to several restaurants to catch a few waiters who sneaked out of the palace to sell the wine in the corridor. No matter how they said it, the waiters all looked secretive and dared not reveal it easily Half a sentence.

Tang Ci is so good that a county horse who stepped into the royal gate with one and a half feet, why was he not only severely punished in a short period of time, but also relegated to Liangzhou to join the army?Was the identity of the woman disguised as a man revealed in secret, or was she implicated because of pleading for King Sheng?Except for a few insiders, it has become an unsolved case among the rumors that the people in the streets and alleys don't know the beginning and the end.

The people held their own opinions and had different opinions. At the end of the dispute, they all sighed and sympathized with each other.

Sweetwater Lane.

Qiao Qing and Yu Tong went to the street to buy, only Rou Ke and Tang Ci were in the courtyard of the house.

The medical officials from Prince Yu's Mansion, famous doctors from all over the country, and even doctors from the imperial hospital were all invited, but none of them dared to say with certainty that after resting and nourishing the medicinal diet, his legs would be as healthy as before.

The gauze on the left cheek was removed a few days ago, and there was a small "蹄" character, black in shape, with scabs on the edges, and slightly raised upwards.It was nothing unusual at first, but when it was placed on Tangci's face, and compared with the delicate and picturesque right cheek, it was just a little bit hideous.

Tang Ci has been raised for nearly a month, and the day before leaving for Liangzhou is not far away. With a wooden stick in his hand, he can barely walk a step or two, but even standing for a long time is very exhausting.

Day after day, there is no progress in standing still, and the little confidence and patience left are also exhausted.

For two days in a row, Tang Ci returned to his appearance when he first woke up, lying on the bed without saying a word, very repulsed to meet and talk to outsiders.

During this period, Chunhua came several times with the food made by Yici himself, and each time he talked and laughed in front of her, tears could not stop falling as soon as he stepped out of the room, and he would tell the truth after returning to the palace. It took three or four minutes to hide it before daring to tell Yici.

It was almost noon, the sun was just right, and a faint layer of orange emerged from the bottom of the clouds and projected on the earth.

The wintersweet in the courtyard is in full bloom, and the plump petals are adorned on the branches, which is a joy to see.

There are four dishes and one soup on the stone table, all of which are nourishing.

Sitting on a wooden wheelchair, Tang Ci picked up the chopsticks to pick up the rice, her head was lowered so low that she was almost buried in the bowl, and she didn't know how to pick up vegetables. Rou Ke ate whatever she picked up.The slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes gradually fixed on a cup of bone soup on the left.

The bone soup was boiled thick, and the oil slick on the surface was brushed off when filling the bowl. The heat gradually dissipated, and her cheeks were reflected on the milky white bone soup.

When the breeze blows, the water surface is slightly wrinkled, and the scar on the left cheek suddenly turns into a few winding snakes that swim, ugly and terrifying.

She loosened between her fingers, and the bamboo chopsticks fell from it, falling to her feet, she wanted to bend down to pick them up, but Rou Ke took a step ahead of her, picked up the bamboo chopsticks, got up and wanted to go to the kitchen to get a pair of clean ones.

Tang Ci grabbed her violently, tugged at the corner of her clothes, and said hoarsely, "No need, I'm full."

Rou Ke glanced at the porcelain bowl on the table, the rice grains were still piled up like a hill, and the fish was still on top.

"Then have a bowl of soup." Rou Ke sat down, took a soup bowl from the side, filled it half full, and handed it to her.

Tangci closed his eyes, took the soup bowl, frowned unconsciously and drank it into his stomach.

After lunch, Rou Ke put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.

The courtyard was not big, and Tang Ci sat alone in a wheelchair, her back became thinner after being tortured by various pains, and two or three wintersweet petals fell on her shoulders.She stood there motionless, she was not as comfortable as the fallen flowers wandering the world, it made people's noses ache.

Rou Ke stood under the eaves, Tang Ci's lonely figure burned in her heart, burning hot and stinging.

Walking over with light steps, seeing her staring at the few white marks drawn by stones on the bluestone slab, squatting down and looking up at her, he smiled and said, "Being lazy for a few days, are you honest today?"

Starting with the stone table every day, Tang Ci either supported a wooden stick or was supported by Rou Ke, and walked forward with difficulty. When the sun set, a white mark was drawn where she could reach as a mark.

Today, there is little difference between the few white marks in front of me, and the ground is full of hopelessness.

Tang Ci looked away from the farthest white mark, moved her right leg slightly calmly, feeling weak from the bottom to the top, and unexpectedly, the places that she could reach with two or three steps in the past became her. An unattainable luxury, she has retreated before the horn of the battlefield in her heart has sounded.

Turning away, deliberately not to meet Rou Ke's eyes, only whispered to her: "I want to go back to my room to rest."

A few days ago, Rou Ke obeyed her promise, pushed her back to the wing room, and carried her to the bed. She thought it would be the same this time, but unexpectedly Rou Ke stood up and looked at her condescendingly, with an expression on her face Slightly cold: "Well, you go back."

Rou Ke stood where she was, without any intention of helping her.

Tang Ci's fingers resting on the wheelchair trembled slightly, lowered his head, and silently turned the wheel with his hands to roll forward without saying a word.In order for her to practice walking on weekdays, the sundries in the courtyard have been cleaned up, and the bluestone board is neat and stable. She walks all the way until three short steps stand at her feet, like a mountain that is difficult to climb and insurmountable. in sight.

There was a slight movement in his throat, but he was still silent behind him. Tang Ci closed his eyes fiercely, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably, and struggled for a long time. , his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.He calmed down, stood up slowly with both hands supporting the armrests of the wheelchair, without the aid of a wooden stick and without Rou Ke's support, the support point at this moment was on his right foot, and the moment he stood up, his right leg throbbed with tingling pain like needle pricks , clenched her lower lip and tried her best to ignore the familiar feeling that was enough to remind her of the severe pain when she was tortured.

A level of steps is like a layer of wooden boards with thorns. The left foot that is desperately stepping out is weak and weak the moment it hits the ground, and even the right foot collapses to the side. There is nothing to rely on around. Tangci has given up the useless struggle. Just waiting for myself to fall firmly to the ground.

Rou Ke has been watching behind her, and seeing her fall, she hastily stepped forward to hug her, her brows and eyes are full of worry: "Ah Yue..."

Suddenly falling into the embrace of the fragrant fragrance, but full of humiliation spontaneously from the bottom of my heart, Tang Ci was like a restless little beast trying to break free from the flaunting hunter, blushing and shouting angrily: "Let me go! You Don't you just want to see my jokes? Let me go, I'll let you see enough!"

Rou Ke hugged her tightly, not daring to relax even half of her strength, what caught her eyes was her forehead covered with beads of sweat, and her gloomy expression that was completely different from the past, she was a small beast, but she was covered in bruises and urgently needed others The comforting and caring little beast is a little beast that urgently needs to get rid of the shadows and nightmares in its heart and boldly run towards the dense forests in the mountains.

Suffering from pain and illness, Tang Ci lost a lot of weight. Rou Ke hugged her waist and hugged her with great ease. Ignoring her scolding and clamoring, she carried her directly into the wing room, and carefully placed her on the bed.

"You think I want to see your jokes?"

Rou Ke's tone was somewhat self-deprecating, somewhat annoyed, and somewhat guilty. Tang Ci lay on the bed, biting her lower lip tightly, willing to be a mute.

After a while, Rou Ke's expression returned to calm. She sat on the edge of the bed and took off her boots and socks. She began to massage and knead her, using the method of relaxing muscles and activating muscles that she had learned from the doctor in the imperial hospital. Three times a day, once a day For half an hour, it never stopped, and I never felt tired, so I enjoyed it.

A sudden gust of wind blew in, Tangci pinched the quilt and covered her legs with a corner, and said coldly to her: "What kind of effort are you wasting, you will only be a useless person in the future..."

Rou Ke has always been calm and self-controlled, but now she is so angry that her eyes are red and her chest is heaving up and down: "Shut up—! What kind of waste is not waste, I don't allow you to say that about yourself!"

"You don't want to listen, and I don't want to do it." Tangci hooked the corners of his mouth, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips, "But the fact is that, I can't even stand up well, isn't it just a useless person?"

Rou Ke heard the words, but smiled lightly: "What did you say, you couldn't stand up well when you were a child, could it be that you have been a useless person since then?"

"That was when I was a child, how can a toddler compare with now?"

After only entering the house, what Tang Ci said was worth the sum of the previous two days, Rou Ke felt a little joy in her heart, and she calmed down a little bit of anger, and said in a soft voice, "Just now you also saw it in the courtyard. Yes—you walked ten steps on the first day, eleven steps on the second day, and I snatched away the wooden stick you relied on without helping you on the third day, and you still walked five or six steps by yourself .The nine-story platform starts from the pile of soil, and the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Day after day, if things go on like this, why worry about not being able to walk as before?"

"One or two more steps a day, I may not be able to walk out of Xindu City in a year. How is this different from a disabled person?"

"Why do you want to leave Xindu City? You can take care of yourself enough for basic necessities, or—" Rou Ke suddenly smiled, with hints of teasing in her eyes, "Are you worried that in the future, I will be on the bed? Next? I'll let you do it."

From a person like Rou Ke, it is easier to arouse people's affections when uttering blunt and frivolous words, Tang Cishu suddenly blushed, turned his face away and said firmly: "You don't need to let me go."

"Okay, I won't let you." Rou Ke sat closer, pinched her face, leaned over, held her face, kissed her lightly, and said to her, "You were in Liangzhou at that time. , didn’t you feel jealous of sister Hanshan, saying that when you were a toddler, I only cared about teasing Hanshan and ignored you?”

Tang Ci thought for a moment and nodded.

"From today onwards, you walk patiently. You are the only one in my eyes, and I only care about you. Don't be discouraged, okay?"

Rou Ke's eyes are extremely sincere and passionate, and there are tears in them that will not shed. These days, she has always been so worried, afraid that she will always hold her emotions in her heart.Tang Ci blamed himself so much, he turned her head gently, kissed deeply on the tear mole under her eyes, and replied, "Okay, I'll listen to Ah Wei."