"What did you say?" The situation at the imperial court was just right these days, and when Mei Qingqian was about to end everything smoothly, she even discussed with Zhuzi privately where to go, but she never wanted to hear the news from the capital.

Mei Qingqian had already forgotten Lu Xiaofeng's plot because of the war in the northwest, and besides, at this point, the real plot had already been destroyed by Hua Duzui, and the man stepped on her Knowing everything has reached a step that many people cannot reach.Who ever thought that Gong Jiu would assassinate the emperor at this time?But it just made him half successful. Gong Jiu was killed on the spot, the emperor was seriously injured, King Taiping's house was ransacked, the man was sent as a slave, and the woman was sent as an official prostitute.

"Where's Lu Xiaofeng?" Mei Qingqian asked the envoy, the person who came was Wei Ziyun's subordinate and someone Mei Qingqian knew well.

"Because of the rebellion incident, Lu Xiaofeng has been staying with Huamanlou and never left."

Hearing the envoy's answer, Mei Qingqian understood somewhat in her heart that because of the rebellion, King Taiping did not act, and the little old man naturally did not think about Lu Xiaofeng. The best candidate to assassinate the emperor is Gong Jiu, Mei Qingqian had already greeted the capital side before departure, and discussed the matter with Wei Ziyun over and over again. Although everyone's attention was on the northwest side, the capital's vigilance But it was loose on the outside and tight on the inside. Unexpectedly, Gong Jiu succeeded.Mei Qingqian is very curious about this eccentric hero, but she has not seen it anymore.

Mei Qingqian pondered for a long time before saying to the envoy, "Let Your Majesty make peace."

"Master Meifang!" The envoy was not reconciled.

"You don't need to say any more, just reply my original words to Wei Ziyun, and he will understand." It's not that Mei Qingqian is really willing to do this, but because of the current situation, there is no other way out except peace talks.

The emperor was seriously injured, and the internal affairs were bound to be chaotic. Although the situation in the northwest was very good at this time, Qingqian couldn't ignore the logistics. She knew that as long as Hua Duzui was given a chance, he would have a chance to make a comeback.

In September of the third year of the imperial calendar, the son of Prince Taiping assassinated the emperor in the Winter Palace. The son of Prince Taiping was assassinated on the spot, but the emperor was also seriously injured and fell into a coma.

In October of the third year of the imperial calendar, the imperial court sent envoys to negotiate peace with the rebel army, and the imperial court recognized the rebel army.

"Now the owner of Qixiufang is none other than Yiwu Qingqian's closed disciple, Ye Zhiqing."

"Master Mei Fang really defeated Hua Duzui, the national teacher of the Northern Dynasty, with a single dance?"

"Where's Rouge girl?"

……

There was a lot of discussion in the audience. After the establishment of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the two sides had a close relationship, with business exchanges and common contacts.

Sitting in a corner not far away, the man's pale hair was particularly conspicuous, while the woman was dressed in pink, putting her elbows on the table and listening to the storyteller above with interest.

The man filled the water glass in front of the woman: "Shall we go back and see Ye Zhiqing this time?"

The woman shook her head. Her previously flamboyant eyebrows and eyes became much softer. When she looked at the bamboo, her eyes were like the West Lake in Yangzhou in March: "That's their story."

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