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Director Yang was originally curled up in the dark, but seeing the King of Xiangyang and the others appearing, he was overjoyed, he scrambled and scrambled, knelt down in front of Zhao Jue, and shouted tremblingly: "My lord!"

Zhao Jue glanced at him indifferently: "It's really rare that the Skyscraper is so lively tonight."

Manager Yang forced a smile and said: "Your Highness is wise, prepare this copper grid array early, so that this little witch can be captured without a fight."

Zhao Jue smiled faintly: "So, the head attack for capturing the thief is to be recorded on you, Yang Huai'en?"

Yang Huai'en muttered: "My lord Mingjian, if you had disclosed tonight's arrangement to the humble official earlier, the humble official would not...not..."

Zhao Jue smiled slightly, and said, "This is what I am determined to achieve. If I had told you about it earlier, you would have exposed your flaws. If you startle the snake, how can you draw out what is in my mind?"

Yang Huai'en was sweating coldly, and he didn't dare to vent his breath.

Zhao Jue turned his eyes and glanced at Qingcheng in the copper net.But seeing that she was still holding the two pieces of parchment in her slender hand, her expression was calm, her eyes were downcast, and she seemed to be deaf to the conversation between him and Yang Huai'en.

Zhao Jue lifted his right hand from Run Fu's arm, and walked towards where Zhan Zhao was standing.Yang Huai'en hurriedly said: "My lord, be careful, this guy's swordsmanship is very good!"

Zhao Jue didn't take it seriously, and shook his head at Yang Huai'en, saying, "Confused, confused! Isn't it too abrupt to use the word 'Gao Ming' to describe Yumao's swordsmanship?"

Zhan Zhao was startled, but his face remained unchanged.

Run Fu followed Zhao Jue, and said with a smile, "My lord, the old slave said that he must have a background. Last night, I went back to the mansion and checked the pictures of Kaifeng mansion and the three divisions sent from Beijing. It really is him. Who As expected, he delivered it to the door today by himself."

Zhao Jue looked at Zhan Zhao, and said leisurely: "Last night Tianxiang was downstairs. I saw each other and didn't know each other. I couldn't tell each other. I feel very regretful. But I don't want Zhan's guards to visit the moon tonight. I feel sorry for such an elegant mood. Yan."

Zhan Zhao stepped forward calmly, put his body between Qingcheng and the crossbowmen, and said indifferently: "I never thought that a mere Zhan would be favored by the prince."

Zhao Jue sighed lightly: "Guard Zhan, you are well-known for your shrewdness, so why should you be humble?... What's more, I am not the only one who loves you..."

His eyes drifted to Qingcheng behind Zhan Zhao: "The one I was waiting for was a lone goose leaving the nest, but unexpectedly it was a pair of phoenixes... Zhan Zhao, Zhan Zhao, this king really didn't expect that she would come here." I will walk with you..." At the end of the speech, a bit of loneliness appeared on his face.

Zhao Jue was silent for a while, and said to Qingcheng: "Qingcheng, this king treats you well, why do you still insist on going against this king? This king welcomes you into the mansion with sincerity. If you can keep your promise last night, this king will I will never hurt you half a point..."

Qingcheng gritted her teeth and refused to answer, but Yang Huai'en let out an "ah" in a very surprised tone: "My lord... Could it be that she is the dancer you entered the mansion this morning?"

Zhao Jue said indifferently: "That's right. In the past few days, this king has been going to Tianxiang Tower every night because of her. Although you didn't follow, you should have heard about it early in the morning."

Yang Huai'en moved and said: "My lord, you know, she is..."

Zhao Jue smiled again and said, "How can this king not recognize the daughter of Nian Zongze and Marsai?"

He looked at Qingcheng, and said slowly: "The bright moon rises from the cloud cliff, and Suguang flows away...Miss Nian, if I remember correctly, your name is Suguang."

Zhan Zhao was startled, turned around to look at Qing Cheng, and thought to himself, "So her surname is Nian, and her name is Su Guang."

The person standing still inside the copper net suddenly raised his head.Her pupils were as cold as ice, and she shot at Zhao Jue: "Twelve years ago, Nian Suguang and Ganzhou City had already been reduced to ashes, and now the only thing in front of you is Qingcheng."

Zhao Jue shook his head and sighed, "That's right...Qingcheng, Qingcheng, others only know that this name describes your rare appearance, but they don't know that this name is actually used to commemorate the changes in Ganzhou that year..."

His eyes were burning, and he focused on Qingcheng: "In life, I always wanted to change many things, but in the end I realized that everything was already doomed... Even if you changed your surname, your life and death are still in the hands of this king. 12 years ago that night was no different..."

Run Fu whispered behind Zhao Jue: "My lord, according to this old servant, the night is full of dreams, so let's deal with these two people first."

Zhao Jue sighed, "Runfu, I have waited for 12 years to come here today, how can I rush to end it? That year in the battle of Ganzhou, you stayed in Xiangyang City, and among them, Yuanwei, this king never treated you. Talked about it in detail."

Run Fu said in a low voice: "My lord... it's all in the past... now everything is settled, so don't mention it..."

Zhao Jue shook his head, "Run Fu, you don't understand... Sigh, if these things can really be forgotten, it will make people feel better."

He only heard him sigh and said: "It's already more than 20 years ago. In the fourth year of Tianxi, Ganzhou Uighur Yeluo Hebu Baoshun Khan came to Beijing to worship my brother Xiandi Zhenzong. A few days later, the emperor held a banquet in the imperial garden, and all Uighurs who came to Beijing were invited, and this king will sit with all the brothers."

When he recounted the past, his words were full of melancholy: "It was the seventeenth day of April, and the begonias in the Royal Garden were in full bloom. Heaven and earth. The king was already two points drunk, so he picked up a fallen flower in front of the cup, and used the fragrance of the flower to relieve the alcohol. When the king raised his head again, he saw that there was an extra woman in the banquet. It turned out that she was Baoshun Ke Khan's youngest daughter, Marsay."

Qingcheng said bitterly: "Shut up, you don't deserve to call her name!"

However, Zhao Jue continued: "I have heard people mention before that Marsai was born beautiful and was named as the number one beauty in Uighur. She came late that day, and because of her reputation, she was invited by the harem's family members to live in the heavenly palace. Zhang Ge was painted by the national teacher. This king always thought that she was just copying what others said. Who would have thought that the beauty of her appearance could not be described in any words. This king still remembers that day when she Dressed in a Yinhong Uyghur attire, talking and laughing at Yan Yan among the guests, a pair of green eyes flowed with brilliance, swaying calmly, and there is a heroic attitude in her delicate beauty, which is completely different from the Central Plains women. For a moment, it is like the moon rising from the Tianshan Mountains, and the garden is full of flowers. The king was never obsessed with female sex. Although he had several wives and concubines at that time, he had never fallen in love with any woman. Perhaps it is God's will, since the king saw Marseille for the first time, his heart has never been I can't forget her shadow."

He glanced at Qingcheng again, and said: "Qingcheng, I go to Tianxiang Tower every night, but I don't really care whether I can be your guest in Tianxiang Pavilion. I just hope to see you put on a red dress, Let me go back to the day when I first met Marsai under the Begonia flowers..."

Qingcheng sneered and said, "Don't you think it's ridiculous if you put on an air at this time?"

Zhao Jue was silent for a while, then said: "That's right, but unfortunately you were born 20 years late. After all, you are not Marcel, and this king is no longer the Zhao Jue from 20 years ago."

"In the imperial garden that day, the king could not forget Marsai at first sight. The next day, he made an appointment with Baoshun Khan and showed him his intention of marriage. Baoshun Khan was noncommittal, but said that his daughter was stubborn, and marriage The matter must be decided by herself, she might as well express her mind to the king. The king is going to meet her, and I am very happy to hear this."

"That day, in the post house, the king finally saw Marseille. She just smiled and said, 'Your Majesty, Marseille has already met someone before he came to Beijing on this trip. As soon as the business was over, we went back to Ganzhou to meet. Uighur women are the most trustworthy, and Marsai can only live up to the prince's wishes.' This king was young and vigorous at the time, and he never thought that she would reject him, so he kept asking her to make an appointment Who is the person, but she just smiled and didn't answer."

"This king was in a hurry, so he said, 'Marsay, this king is only a prince at this time, so naturally I can't promise you anything. However, this king will become a ninety-five king sooner or later in this life. If you miss this king's sincerity at this moment, in the future You must regret it." This is the most secret thing in the king's heart, but he can't help telling her the whole story. After hearing this, Marsay's expression changed, and he said: "Your Majesty has established a crown prince for many years. Didn't you want to cause chaos in the clan?" The king said with a smile: "It's not just chaos in the clan? If it's because of you, it overturns the world, so what's the problem?" Seeing her silent for a while, the king said: "This king and Your Ganzhou Uyghur marriage, with external help, naturally has three more chances of winning. If you Ganzhou Uyghur and Dangxiang are feuding for nine generations, if you become a relative of the Tian family of the Great Song Dynasty, Dangxiang will be wiped out in a flash.' I thought this sentence She could win her heart, but Marse shook her head and said: "In this way, even if Marse dies, he must never agree to the prince." The king was angry for a while, but she is the Uighur princess after all, if she wants to It’s not appropriate to force it, so I had to go back that day. I planned to visit again in the future, but who knew that the Uighurs would leave for Ganzhou that night.”

"Seeing this, the king was frightened and angry, but there was nothing he could do for a while. After a few months, the Uighur messenger came to report. After Marsai returned to Ganzhou, he and his brother sent Tianqi, the Northwest recruitment envoy who had earlier sent to assist in the defense of Ganzhou. The general Nian Zongze got married. Only then did I know that the promise that Marsay said was actually made with Nian Zongze. It's a pity that in Marsay's heart, my dignified prince is not as good as a warrior ..."

Run Fu lightly supported Zhao Jue, and said worriedly, "My lord..."

Zhao Jue still said indifferently: "Run Fu, you know this king's temper best. In this king's life, there has never been an object that he can't get. If there is something that this king likes, he will definitely fly out of this king. The king has grasped it, even if this king destroys it, he will never let others get it...It's a pity that this king can't be cruel to Marsai for a while..."

"After another two years, the emperor's brother's illness did not improve. Zhao Zhen was young, and all government affairs were controlled by Liu E. She became more and more suspicious of the king, and finally found an incident before the emperor's death, and ordered the king to move. Feng Xiangyang. The king first arrived in Xiangyang, the people's livelihood was withered, and there were many opportunities to deal with, so he had to bear his temper and lay down here. This delay has dragged on for another five or six years... Alas, if the king knew Ganzhou earlier The situation in the end will eventually evolve into that appearance, this king will never let these many years go early..."

In the long sigh, there is a thin line of love and hate, as thin as a gossamer, between the flicks, the infatuation is wiped out.

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