Chu Qiao's Biography: The Sound of the Flute Outside the Great Wall

It's cold and midwinter, and the smell of flowers and plants is still clear, and the elegant fragrance floats with the breeze and permeates the big tent. The platinum sunlight shines through the window lattice and directly enters the room, adding a bit of heat.

Su Duwei wore a green smoky red gauze dress with bright wrists and light gauze, and a red cloak on the shoulders with traces of snow flakes like red plums in the snow. She sat beside Yan Xun, her Qianqian fingers flicking The strings of the zither are moved, and the sound of music pours out of the strings, and the joyful songs of May are strung together in the maze of the sky.

Yan Xun closed his eyes and listened quietly to the string song, intoxicated by it. His fingertips lightly tapped the table, and suddenly he heard the sound of muffled footsteps, then he slowly raised his eyes and saw the woman walking into the big tent, with a faint smile on his lips: "Ah Chu, come here gone."

The bare hands stroking the strings stopped the music, stood up and smiled lightly at Chu Qiao, looked at her softly and said: "It seems that the complexion has improved a lot, it seems that it is very good."

Chu Qiao didn't speak, just nodded politely and sat down casually.

Seeing this, Su Duwei couldn't say much, turned around, gathered his clothes and stepped back to his seat, glanced at Yan Xun from the corner of his eye, his expression was like a mess.

"Achu, I want you to meet some people." Yan Xun calmly nodded and leaned back in the chair, beckoning to the people behind the door curtain, "Come in."

Stepping out of the door curtain were three burly men wearing armored uniforms and holding long swords. Su Duwei gently pinched his chin with his fingers and carefully looked at the expressions of the few people in the hall. Chu Qiao looked at the three men in front of him in surprise and then turned back. Looking at Yan Xun, I was puzzled, but finally calmed down the resentment.

"Yan Xun, did you come to me to intercede for them?" Chu Qiao asked sharply.

"It's just that what I heard is different, I want to prove it to you." Yan Xun stared at the three people in front of him and waited for their reply. He knew in his heart the loyalty of the three people but he really didn't want to offend Chu. Joe.

Cheng Yuan put down her weapon, knelt down and bowed her hands, and said, "Your Highness will be guilty in the end. Your Highness sent a general to garrison Hongchuan. Instead of following the established time plan, I taught Sun He the city defense in advance. You meet, I disobeyed your order and left without permission, please let me go."

Hearing these words, Su Duwei couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This Cheng Yuan is not a barbarian who only wins by force. His words cleared all responsibility, and he was really moved by the appearance of admitting his mistakes. .

"You think I'm blind! You closed the city gates to expel the people, shot arrows at friendly troops and killed my Xiuli soldiers. Could it be that I did all of this!" Chu Qiao roared angrily, her pupils were bloodshot, and her mood swings were hard to calm down.

Sun He on the side knelt down and echoed: "These things are all done by me alone and have nothing to do with the general!" He cast his eyes on Chu Qiao as if filled with indignation, "It was you, Master Chu, who defended Hongchuan, beheaded Yuan Qi and severely injured Wei, and all kinds of feats I, Sun He, admire you! But during the years when you were in Chang'an, I followed my general, Mr. Wu, to kill traitorous officials in Yanbei's secret mansion, and I went to great lengths to kill countless enemies!"

"It's really impassioned." Chu Qiao smiled disdainfully, and glared at him with arms crossed.

"Three years ago, the Wei army entered Yanbei. It was our people who fought endlessly. They fought 5 people to 800. In the three years, there were countless battles, and we never surrendered! Three years ago, the Xiuli army had already betrayed Yanbei once. Who knows if there will be a second time! How can we hand over the throat of Yanbei to a group of traitors!"

Yan Xun was in a dilemma and didn't know how to deal with it. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Su Duwei beside him and asked her to think of a way to end the matter. The woman got up and walked to Chu Qiao's side to dissuade him softly: "Impermanence is expensive, teacher Impermanence, The three generals are my loyal generals in Yanbei, not to mention how can we mess up our position now that the Wei army is approaching the city, it is the reality of employing people, Ah Chu, I see how this will happen in the future?"

"It's this group of loyal people who fled from the city!" Chu Qiao retorted.

"That's because you, Lord Chu, are in the city, right? Everyone in the world doesn't know that the Xiuli Army only listens to you, Lord Chu. Why did His Highness come to your command as soon as he left Yanbei Xiuli Army!"

Su Duwei smiled with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth curled up with evil spirits. Yan Xun’s most taboo is betrayal and domination by one person. He cares about the Xiuli Army’s betrayal of Yanbei University and opened the gate of Hongchuan, and even more cares about the group of rebels who have entered Chu Qiao now. His subordinates will fight against him in the future.

Yan Xun's face was dull and expressionless, his eyes scanned the three people in front of him, and he remained silent.

"I, Sun He, do things alone! I will give you this life!" After finishing speaking, he drew out the long knife at his waist and stabbed it into his chest without the slightest hesitation, before falling unsteadily into Cheng Yuan's arms beside him lingering breathless, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, "General, don't forget our oath, don't forget... how did our family die..."

Yan Xun couldn't hide his surprise when he saw this, his expression was fleeting, he raised his eyes and looked at Su Duwei who had already understood something, Su Duwei raised his hand to signal to take the corpse down and deal with it properly, with a smile on his face, he followed his subordinates away from the big account.

The small and exquisite round mirror is in front of your eyes, and you can see the increasingly obvious bloodshot eyes when you are close at hand. Dissatisfied, you half-closed your eyes and tightened your grip on the handle of the mirror. Suddenly, your shoulders were thrown back and the mirror was thrown to the ground. It was hard to suppress the mood His mania only wished that Yan Xun and Chu Qiao could be separated completely.

"Miss Su." Xu Qingshan poured a glass of water for her and stood behind her, not daring to take a step forward.

"Chu Qiao..." Su Duwei slapped the table with both hands and knocked the cup on the table aside, with a grim smile on her beautiful face, showing her ruthlessness, "It was her who almost captured Chang'an back then... ..."

Xu Qingshan lowered his head, not daring to say anything casually, and asked, "What should we do?"

"We can't let Chu Qiao stay by Yan Xun's side anymore."

Su Duwei's onion-like nails dug deep into his palms, leaving a light red mark, and his murderous eyes slightly raised to look directly at the bronze mirror.

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The mountain stream is gurgling, the canyon echoes open, the stream is crystal clear, the plants are growing vigorously and full of vitality, and the forest is full of greenery, which is really a pleasing scene. A touch of bright red in the forest is dazzling, approaching and reaching out to open the lush branches and leaves.

Thinking that it was almost lunch time, I wanted to see if Yan Xun was in a better mood. I turned sideways and wanted to walk, but I didn’t want the sound of gongs and gongs in the air to be caught in the pinnae. Mysterious, the ink pupils are bottomless and difficult to see through, but they are attracted like a whirlpool.

Su Duwei looked around to confirm the direction, and moved towards the source of the sound out of curiosity, and suddenly stood in front of the small river, and vaguely saw Yan Xun's figure.

Su Duwei didn't want to disturb Yan Xun, so he pulled his shoulders back and spread his arms with palms facing outwards to gather energy and then kicked off. He tapped his toes on the cement floor and turned around flexibly, sitting firmly on the branch of a towering tree beside the river. The little feet are dangling and jokingly counting the beat.It is often heard that Yan Xun is very good at playing the 筚篥, and the sound of the sound has been guessed.

The woman's black eyelashes fluttered up and down, and she couldn't help but smile lightly and playfully with her eyes bent, and then the sound of playing stopped abruptly, and she was stunned for a while.

"Why don't you play it? I like to hear you play the zither."

She jumped down from the uncle and bent slightly to explore the flowers. She broke off the fragile stem with a little force with her fingertips, and hid it in the small pocket at the cuff. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she folded her five fingers to hold the handle of the fan, and tapped it lightly. palm.

"You can't play well, I'm laughing at you." Yan Xun came back to his senses and invited her to sit with him, sitting on the wooden bridge by the river, fiddling with the flute in his palm, as if he could see the scene where his father taught him how to play, for a moment Fascinated smiled slightly. "When I was a child, my father often taught me to play the 筚篥. Although it is a military instrument, it is also considered pleasant."

Su Duwei raised his hand to support his head and tilted his head, turning his fingers lightly to look at the rose petals of the camellia surrounded by the heart, and said: "We used to be rarely able to meet the old Hou Ye in the secret mansion, and we only expected him to come for half a year. Huisheng is afraid that we will become outcasts. At that time, I showed my sharpness in the secret mansion and was isolated by other spies, so only the old Hou Ye dared to trust me to use me and let me assist you."

"I've been lucky to have you in the Yanbei Secret Mansion all these years to help me, and I haven't suffered too much." Yan Xun smiled lightly and looked at Su Duwei beside him, "Fortunately, I have you."

"The blood in the hands of the spies from the secret palace is full, how many lives have been ruined." The woman looked at her palm and calloused fingers with a low eyebrow and a slight smile, "As long as you still need me, I will stay."

Xu Qingshan came from behind the tree, bowed and whispered something in Su Duwei's ear.

Su Duwei nodded slightly to signal for him to step back first, got up and smoothed his gown, and said, "Prince Yuansong has led more than a dozen remnants of soldiers and has already stationed at Meilin Pass."

Yan Xun's reaction was mediocre, but he just nodded his head, and let her leave by letting her leave.

The scorching sun has been turned red, and countless lights with indescribable warmth shine into the room through the curtains.The mottled light and shadow are only willing to move their body occasionally when the leaves outside the window are swaying, extremely lazy.

Su Duwei's pale white gown was embroidered with branches and flowers, making his skin whiter.Sitting in front of the dressing table with a smile like a flower combing her usual hairstyle, Xu Qingshan gently picked up the comb behind her and combed her black hair gently.

Twist your fingers to move the tough and soft strings, and the signs of agility and familiarity come out by themselves.A string of strings is good, and the world is relieved.

"Are you looking for me?" Cheng Yuan walked straight into Su Duwei's tent without asking for a courtesy, and took care of the wrinkles of her casual clothes.

"Yuan Song led dozens of people to station at Meilin Pass, you take a few skilled ones to go with me." Su Duwei gently plucked the strings with his fingertips, and the melodious sound flowed out, he lowered his eyebrows and stared at the strings intoxicated. "He and Chu Qiao are close friends, and everyone related to Chu Qiao must die..."

Cheng Yuan half leaned on the back of the chair and looked up at Su Duwei, saying, "You are really cruel."

"To each other." Su Duwei's fingertips slightly hooked the strings and the strings broke in an instant, the dull sound of breaking the strings cut Su Duwei's fingers as sharply as a blade.

Since you can't kill Chu Qiao, let's take the people around her.

In winter, the biting cold wind mixed with white snow swept across the sky, hitting the exposed skin like a sharp blade.Slightly looking sideways, he raised his eyes to look at the white snow outside the fence, and his neck made a muffled sound as his head turned to the right side of the difficult machine.His eyes fixed on the boundless white snow.

Su Duwei stood in the snow in a light white dress, hidden in the whiteness, trembling for a long time, barely lifted his arms, spread his scarred palms, looked down at the snowflakes passing over his skin, imagined it The slight stabbing pain left by the swipe, looked down at the body that could no longer feel the pain, the corners of the lips barely drew an arc, clenched the long knife and walked into the woods and acted separately from Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan stepped into the vestibule to assassinate in a fair manner, but unexpectedly fell into Yu Wenyue's trap, was surrounded by killers from the death camp, and finally was shot by Yu Wenyue with an arrow and fled.

Su Duwei entered from the woods and climbed over the wall, but he didn't expect that someone was waiting for him to walk into this urn, waiting for him to throw himself into the trap.

"Young master is really clever, it really is you."

Yue Qi is dressed in a black black dress, her body is simple, her hair hangs down as lightly as a wolf's brush, and she is splattered with splashed ink. She stands behind her with her hands behind her back and raises her jaw slightly, holding a long sword with flying snow on its blade.

Su Duwei turned her head to stare at Yue Qi, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her deer eyes fixed on the frowning person approaching her, she didn't take half a step back or draw out her long knife to confront her, she just watched quietly As he approached step by step.

"Why are you here? Didn't you mean that we won't see each other again?" The words were broken and her eyes narrowed again, she chuckled a few times like self-deprecating, "I forgot, Yu Wenyue and Yuan Song will replace Yan Xun, of course you are here here."

Yue Qi stopped and walked closer to see Su Duwei's already thinner face and body. You can see that her face has been pale and haggard in recent days, and she has naturally lost a lot of weight because Yanbei is poor, cold, cool, and feng shui does not support people.

"Aren't you going to change your mind?" Yue Qi fingered softly, her eyes flooded.

"Do I still have a chance to turn around?" Su Du smiled bitterly, with a sour smile, "I told you a long time ago..."

Yue Qi supported Su Duwei's thin arm, slightly bent the palm of his hand and exerted strength secretly, Su Duwei's body subconsciously tensed up, his eyes showed a dangerous expression, and he was vigilant about his surroundings.

"Duwei," If the war really stops, I will take your far-fetched excuse as the real reason for rejecting me. "

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