Rong Xuan

Anyone who has been on the battlefield knows that no matter what kind of injuries a member of the army has suffered, as long as they don't lack arms, legs, guts, guts, and heads, they can't be called injuries.

For Sima Xuan, who was thrown into the northern border army by his father at the age of eight, to get blood from the knife to survive, the wound on the left front shoulder pierced by the narrow knife is not worth mentioning, but for some reason But it has dragged on for more than a month and has not improved yet.

It is cold in winter, and although the wound is not easy to inflame and fester, it is not easy to recover. It was not until these few days that it finally began to recover.

When the new flesh grew, the wound was so itchy that Sima Xuan lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, so he simply wrapped himself in a quilt and leaned against the head of the bed, planning to sit overnight.

The cold night was silent. Apart from hearing his own breathing and heartbeat, Sima Xuan could even hear the sound of rinsing in the heavy snow outside. He raised his eyes to look at the red candle standing beside the bed. During the years, everything never seemed to be different.

It can be clearly seen that things and people are not everything.

Sima Xuan pursed his lips and bit his lower lip, telling himself over and over again in his heart - since ancient times, old debts do not need to be paid with money.

Since the emperor sent troops to kill Cao Ke, the former chief minister of the cabinet, who committed the felony of treason seven years ago, and ordered to exterminate Cao Ke's only son Hussar General Cao Zheng, and the remnants of the rebel party led by him, Sima Xuan has suffered a lot. After running to his father without stopping to confess his identity, the feud between the Sima family and the Cao family completely became a shackle that Sima Xuan could not escape in this life.

Seven years is not a very short period of time, it is as long as several lifetimes, and looking back now, Sima Xuan can't even figure out whether it is the past life or the present life.

It is difficult for her to describe everything that has happened in the past seven years, but sometimes she really wants to sneak to Hezhou to have a look at Cao Hui, and sometimes she just wants to find a remote place to cry, but in the end she can't Endure one by one.

This process was difficult, as if her heart was being roasted by a small fire that was not very strong. She really felt extremely uncomfortable, but she couldn't show any abnormalities to be known.

But the person Sima Xuan cared about, Cao Hui, who was always gentle and gentle, who never seemed to be in a hurry, was always a capable person.

It's just a meal, she can make Sima Xuan's mood soar high in the sky for a while, and fall into the quagmire for a while.

After all, I couldn't hate it, so I started thinking about love to try.

I always hear scholars say that the four joys in life are "the rain meets the rain after a long drought, and the old acquaintances meet in a foreign land. The night of weddings and candles in the bridal chamber, and the time of the gold list".But in Sima Xuan's view, there are thousands of pleasures in the world, and none is better than being close to Cao Hui.

Even if it's just the slightest approach, even if Cao Hui never looked at him directly from the beginning to the end.

Sima Xuan lowered his head and raised his hand to press the itchy and painful wound under his left shoulder. The indifferent look on his face gradually softened unconsciously. The next moment, she grinned silently and smirked. stand up.

There are tens of millions of difficulties in the world, and one of them is a daughter who pretends to be a man.

Since Sima Xuan's biological mother passed away due to illness, especially after Cao Hui was ordered to be sent to Hezhou for house arrest, Sima Xuan couldn't hold on any longer and ran to confess his true identity to his father.

But what is the result of such a fact?

Sima Xuan knew that he was wrong, so he would rather accept any punishment from his father willingly, and only begged his father not to anger his mother, let alone remove his mother's memorial tablet from the Sima family's ancestral hall because of this.

But the mother's tablet was eventually thrown out of Sima's ancestral hall.

She held her mother's tablet and knelt in her father's study, walked to her father's side and pulled his father's clothes, pleading, but was kicked away by the angry father time and time again.

Sima Xuan angered his father, and was finally kicked by his father and fell out of the study.

At that time, people under the age of 20 were young and vigorous, and Sima Xuan was extremely disappointed when he became famous at a young age and was a high-ranking official.

Her words were laced with a knife, stabbing her father Sima Dezu accurately and mercilessly, and then of course he was beaten severely by his father with the red-tasseled gun he picked up casually.

Sima Xuan thought that with his father's love for him in the past, being beaten up by him like this might calm him down, allow her mother's tablet to return to the ancestral hall, and even let go of the imprisoned prisoner who had nothing left. Cao Hui, who left Wan'an Temple and did not know the date of return.

But in the end, the final result was that Sima Xuan had to choose to stand on the opposite side of his father Sima Xiu's hostility, and from then on, fire and water were incompatible.

Only Sima Xuan knew the pain involved.

Sima Xiu is her Sima Xuan's father, that is the father who I have regarded as my faith and hero since I was a child!

It took a long time for Sima Xuan to realize that it was such a tall and loving father who was coerced by various reasons and had to put on an appearance of being greedy for glory and wealth, and forced the child he was most proud of to a dead end .

However, at that time, Sima Xuan, who was in despair, really understood a sentence - in life, only oneself can be relied on.

……

In Chang'an City, anyone who can be called famous knows that the pair of dragon and phoenix twins in Jinglinghou's mansion have no mothers, and they were raised in the mansion of their uncle Zhongwu General Wei Jingting since they were young.

And those twins were also extremely mischievous, they even sneaked away from the General's Mansion to their own Hou's Mansion yesterday while everyone was not paying attention.

For this reason, the general's wife who was ill was so anxious that she went out of the mansion to find someone. The Jingling Hou Mansion reported the case to Yousi, and at the same time dispatched batch after batch of soldiers from the Hou Mansion. They kept searching in Chang'an city.

It can be said that the two noble mansions went all the way to find the two children.

A group of adults searched for their children and found them flying around, never thinking that the twins were hidden in their own homes.

The people in the market regard this as a new joke after dinner, who can be blamed for this, who makes the regulations of the Jingling Hou Mansion higher than the average Marquis, do you understand, Chaopin!

It's just a marquis mansion, occupying more than a hundred acres of land on the edge of the imperial city. It's normal not to find two children at home. Maybe the two children got lost in their own home.

But the jokes are jokes, after all, if you are not the person involved, you will never have the so-called empathy. Whose child is lost and adults are not in a hurry!

So this morning, as soon as the sun was up, General Zhongwu's wife, Sima Ying, dragged her sick body to the Jinglinghou Mansion in a hurry.

However, Zhou Cheng, the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion, informed that Sima Xuan, the Marquis of Jingling, had been summoned by the eunuch early in the morning: "The master was supposed to be in Xiumu today, and he ordered the little one to leave him breakfast before going out. I think it will be soon." I'll be back, if my aunt isn't in a hurry, why don't you wait here for a while?"

"If he's not at home, then he's not at home, and I didn't come to look for him," said Sima Ying, who was still sick, his face was still pale, but his cheeks were a little red from the cold.

Sitting in a chair, she waved her hand to Zhou Cheng, and said with a gentle expression and words: "Where are the young master and the girl now? Let me take a look at them first."

"Back to my aunt, the young master and the girl rested in the inner courtyard last night." Zhou Cheng bowed his hands to Sima Ying, then bowed his shoulders slightly, folded his hands in front of him, and stood respectfully without moving.

It is said that Sima Ying was born in a family of military generals, so she was different from those raised by those famous families in Chang'an City. It was convenient to step into the inner house, so he simply stood up and prepared to search the inner courtyard by himself.

"Auntie, please stay!" But Zhou Cheng hurriedly stepped forward, bowing and blocking the way.

Sima Ying stopped, and pressed the small blisters at the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief because he was anxious to get angry: "Is there anything else?"

"..." Although Zhou Cheng was the housekeeper of the dignified Jinglinghou Mansion's outer court, but he was from the northern army, he would never talk glibly in front of Sima's family, let alone talk nonsense to Sima Ying.

Now being asked by Sima Ying, he faltered and couldn't say anything.

On the contrary, Sima Ying raised his eyebrows and asked Zhou Cheng curiously, "You are so hesitating and not answering, could it be that I can't go to the inner courtyard of the Marquis Mansion?"

Sima Ying asked in a calm manner, but Zhou Cheng was so frightened that he fell to his knees and kowtowed for mercy: "What did the aunt and grandma say? There is no big place in the [-] acres of land in our Hou's mansion." My aunt can't go, but right now, right now..."

The man who cut people on the battlefield as easily as chopping vegetables was so anxious that sweat oozed from his forehead, but he still couldn't tell he was ugly.

Zhou Cheng simply leaned down and slammed his forehead on the solid wood floor: "My aunt wants to see the two young masters, so I'll ask the women to invite the two young masters over to show them to my aunt... "

"You don't have to let the children run around, just wait here, and when Junhou comes back, you can tell him to come to the inner courtyard to find me." Sima Ying narrowed his slightly red eyes, and walked away Zhou Cheng walked towards the inner courtyard.

It seems that she really came to the right place today!

……

On the other side, let's talk about the whereabouts of Sima Xuan, Marquis of Jingling, who was summoned by His Majesty the Emperor to discuss matters in the palace early in the morning.

Because it was a rest day and was ordered to enter the palace, Sima Xuan did not wear official robes as usual, but a princely robe with silver embroidered unicorn and black cloak.

As soon as Sima Xuanfu stepped over the threshold of Tonghe Gate, he heard the words of the little eunuch at the side door hastily telling people to go inside to report the news: "Quickly go and tell Chief Hua that the Marquis of Jingling has already passed through Tonghe Gate! "

Sima Xuan didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so he slowed down and glanced at the palace man who was leading the way for him.

The palace man knew how to be interesting, he hunched his shoulders and quickly walked forward for a certain distance, creating a distance between Sima Xuan and Sima Xuan.

The palace road between Tonghe Gate and Tonghe Hall is long, and the people in the palace sweep the middle road clean, probably because the weather is still gloomy and it may snow, so they were swept to the road. The snow next to it was not cleared in time, but was piled up under the wall in piles.

Sima Xuan walked to the wall, closed her mouth and touched the back molars with her tongue. She tilted her head as if she was thinking about something. Then, she picked out a small snowdrift mixed with muddy water and looked dirty, lifted the hem of her clothes and stepped in.

The snowdrift was not high, just as deep as the top of the boot.

Coming out of the small snowdrift, the pair of black flowing cloud soap-soled brocade boots on the feet, as expected, were stained with a lot of dirty slush, which looked quite decent at first glance.

Sima Xuan lowered his head, lifted his hem slightly, stretched out one foot and raised the sole of his foot to roughly look at his masterpiece.

Well, not bad...

"I never thought that Marquis Jingling, who was so powerful in the eighteen tribes of the Xiongnu, would have such a childlike side," said a rather steady female voice softly from behind Sima Xuan.

This voice is very pleasant to the ear, and there seems to be a smile in it, which makes the hearts of those who hear it beat faster: "If this is spread by someone who speaks quickly, it may be another storyteller in a teahouse or tavern An amusing thing to say."

Sima Xuan let go of the hand holding the hem of the clothes, straightened the robe on his body, turned around and bowed respectfully to the visitor: "Your servant Sima Xuan has seen Princess Jinghui, and I wish His Highness well."

Princess Jinghui raised her wide palace dress sleeves, covered her cherry mouth with a dignified smile: "It is said that Chang'an City is a gentle town, and no matter how staunch a man from the northern border can be turned into tenderness by it, I didn't believe it at first, but now It seems like that's the case."

"Your Highness is laughing at your reckless behavior." Sima Xuan stood upright with lowered eyebrows, eyes still expressionless.

Princess Jinghui waved her hand lightly, and the servants behind her immediately took a few steps back to distance themselves from her.

Sima Xuan was not a stunned young man who didn't understand anything, and when he saw this, he immediately took two steps back respectfully and humbly.

However, Princess Jinghui stepped closer and said in a low voice: "To be honest, I came from my own palace this time to greet Princess Qingxu at the summons of the empress, and on the other side, Prince Qingxu Also in the Hall of Tonghe, the emperor is wise and wise, so if you think about it, you don’t need to say it clearly.”

For the Tian family, Sima Xuan is a vicious wolf who can watch over their homes and homes, but animals are animals after all. In order to prevent the animals from harming their owners, the Tian family can only tie the animals iron chain.

For Sima Xuan, Princess Jinghui is the iron chain that binds her.

I saw Sima Xuan took two steps back, and bowed his hands to Princess Jinghui again: "I have been summoned to enter the palace, and I dare not let the emperor wait, and I will take my leave."

After all, before Princess Jinghui opened her mouth to say what was in her mouth, Sima Xuan turned around and ran away with wet footprints.

"This soldier, Luzi, really doesn't know what's good and what's wrong!" The female officer behind came forward and handed Princess Jinghui a new hand warmer, and cast a bitter look at Sima Xuan's back.

Princess Jinghui didn't answer, but just stared at the tall black figure with a half-smile while holding the stove.

"Let's go, don't be too late to make people laugh." After a while, Princess Jinghui led the servants to turn and leave.

The most difficult thing to say in the world of mortals is that everything happens by chance, but the result is like fate. In fact, Sima Xuan and Princess Jinghui are as well aware of this principle.

People's fate can change as they say, and it is never up to them.

The author has something to say:

Some readers asked how old the protagonist is. Although the following chapters will explain it one after another, the author also thinks it is better to explain it here, so that the little cuties can better experience the smoothness of reading:

Sima Xuan is one year older than Cao Hui.

In the sixth year of Jingchu: Sima Xuan and Cao Hui got married by order. Sima Xuan was 17 years old and Cao Hui was 16 years old. Marquis, a second-rank general, commanded the northern army.

In the eighth year of Jingchu:

The emperor destroyed Cao Ke and Cao Zheng's father and son, Sima Xiu was granted the title of Qing Xu King for his meritorious service, and Cao Hui was implicated and convicted.

But because Sima Xuan was an imperial marquis, the emperor had no choice but to kill Cao Hui regardless of the Sima family, so he had to demote her to Wan'an Temple.

(Her father and brother committed the crime of treason, which is supposed to implicate the nine clans, but Cao Hui's aunt is the queen, and Cao Hui is the wife of the Jingling Houfu, so there can be no implicated, so Cao Hui can only be placed under house arrest)

Winter of the 14th year of Jingchu: Cao Hui passed away "accidentally" at the age of 24 because of the fire at Wan'an Temple in Hezhou.

In the winter of the 15th year of Jingchu (that is, now): Cao Hui is 25 years old, and Sima Xuan is 26 years old.