How many buildings are in the mist

Cui Xuanji had only heard of a family heirloom sword in the Feng family's royal family, but he had never seen it since entering the palace.At this moment, Feng Zihuan sent someone to fetch it.She first saw the black scabbard, and the golden scabbard on the scabbard, guard ring and sword dart, black wood and gold, solemn and dazzling; The sword grid, the same black stem of uniform thickness, is slightly narrowed in the middle, there is a gold hoop, probably also made of gold, and finally, a simple gold sword.

With a sound of "clang", Feng Zihuan pulled out the sword.The body of the four-foot-two-inch long sword shone brightly in the sun, as if it had its own brilliance, and one could tell it was a top-notch sword.Cui Xuanji was even secretly nervous about the saber in his hand, wouldn't it be broken by the sword?

"The name of this sword is 'Feijing{72}', and it is an inheritance," Feng Zihuan said. "Only those who inherit the great tradition are eligible to inherit this sword. I haven't touched it for many years, although If you take care of it diligently, you have failed the sword. Let’s use it to compete today. Come, draw the sword!"

Feng Zihuan said "come" to her, how could she refuse, on the one hand she was brave, on the other hand she stepped forward with the knife extremely cautiously.

She didn't want to take the lead in attacking, first of all Feng Zihuan was the emperor, secondly she was her sweetheart, and thirdly she knew Feng Zihuan was definitely not taking it easy, she didn't want the opponent to see her flaws from her "first hand" during the competition.She and Feng Zihuan went around in circles, after a few steps she thought again: Am I here to compete with her, or to please her?

So he swung his knife suddenly.

At the beginning, she refused to put in any effort in every move, it was not a competition at all.Of course, Feng Zihuan would have no problem accepting the move, and he could even be distracted and return a memorial.She saw Feng Zihuan smiling at her all the time, signaling her to continue to attack, but the strength at the moment was far from enough, so she had no choice but to sway her heart, and the speed suddenly increased, swish swish is a rush attack.Feng Zihuan had no trouble coping with her sudden quickening of steps, but he needed to change his figure when receiving the move, and he could find time to say: "Not enough!" into power.

The rest of the instructors and the two princesses were almost unable to see their movements clearly. The sound of metal and iron colliding on the training ground was endless, and it gradually crackled like hail hitting the ground in a hot summer afternoon.If the sound of hail falling on the ground is so dense, it would be a disaster, not to mention the two fighting each other.Cui Xuanji made a slash in the air, and was caught by Feng Zihuan. She only exerted half of her strength, and she used Feng Zihuan's strength to sink and push outwards, somersaulted and landed on the ground, retracted the knife, and clasped her fists , lose.

"You didn't lose, so what are you talking about?" It was hot, and both of them were sweating slightly, "Come." She looked up, not knowing what Feng Zihuan told her to "come" again—she saw Feng Zihuan holding a sword Put it away. "Draw out your sword and come fight me empty-handed."

Just as she was about to kneel down and say no, Feng Zihuan stopped her: "Don't be afraid, my family has taught me a secret method that can ensure that I can grab the blade with my bare hands without getting hurt." But Cui Xuanji still knelt down.

"Well, even if you hurt me, I will forgive you for not guilty, and forgive you for all crimes."

Cui Xuanji still didn't dare.

Feng Zihuan invited again and again, and finally the two princesses joined the invitation camp, so she had no choice but to stand up and slowly draw out the knife.Just thinking about how to be careful and where to end it, Feng Zihuan took the initiative to attack, moving his palm like a knife, straight to the door.

Feng Zihuan really had a good time, she hasn't been this happy for a long time.It was as if someone had revived her teenage nature after many years.She couldn't restrain herself, she didn't want to restrain herself.Even if she knew that the internal strength of this family tradition is to be good at helping people lose control of their agitation, or even go mad, she didn't care.

In the huge palace, no one can be her opponent.Neither could his own sister, and Zizhang disdained martial arts competitions.After she ascended the throne, no one dared to compete with her. Everyone was afraid of hurting her, so what if she hurt a little?In fact, what's so good about being an emperor, even if you own the world, you can't really do whatever you want.There are countless people around you. Those who let you indulge are definitely harming you, but those who make you self-discipline are not necessarily helping you, or they may be harming you. And these people often don’t feel that they are actually It's hurting you.

The emperor is above ten thousand people, but all the ten thousand people want to limit the emperor who is above ten thousand people.

When Zhu Xianzhi was still there, he also advised her to hunt less and use less force, especially in front of courtiers.But in private, Zhu Xianzhi would still pamper her and even cover for her.In a flash, Zhu Xianzhi had passed away for five years.Time is too fast, but there is a real density, she seems to have gotten used to living completely alone without her.

She rushed to attack Cui Xuanji, Cui Xuanji blocked it with the blade of a knife, she changed her palm into a fist, Cui Xuanji dodged again.She very much hoped that Cui Xuanji would stop hiding.Cui Xuanji didn't try his best in the competition with him just now, and he still had some concerns in his heart.You are clearly able to play at the highest level, you are clearly the best among the few martial arts practitioners in the clan, you have clearly defeated Li Su, Fan Chao, and Xu Bai, you are the best Why is the strong one timid?

Seeing that Cui Xuanji used the back of the knife instead of the blade, she felt inexplicably angry.His hands became heavier, and he punched. If Cui Xuanji hadn't been fast enough, it would not be a joke to be punched in the lower abdomen by her punch.

In such a fierce fight, he can still maintain such a good posture, how full of breath!She thought, and then felt that it would be even more irritating not to hold a sharp knife, which is regarded as a sharp weapon, but gets in the way.

Even though she knew that the anger was caused by the family's martial arts, she indulged herself and became angry. While beating, she scolded Cui Xuanji, "Without a knife, it's no different from bullying the king!"This scolding really worked, Cui Xuanji made a move.So fast and fierce, Feng Zihuan had to switch fists to fingers, trying to catch the sharp blade with his index finger and middle finger.

She likes Cui Xuanji's gentleness. After more than a dozen moves, she successfully caught the blade, and then suddenly threw it away.Cui Xuanji also fell back, and she chased after her, forcing Cui Xuanji to have no choice but to kick on the palace pillar and chop forward.

In fact, she was [-]% sure that she could avoid the knife, but she wanted to take the risk to see if she could catch it.

Cui Xuanji was the first to discover her attempt, so he turned around and slapped a palm on the side pillar, forcing himself to fall to the side.

With a "bang", she watched Cui Xuanji fall to the ground, not only fell a long way, but also knocked down the weapon rack, as if he was hit on the head by the sharp blade of some weapon.

Suddenly, she remembered that Zhu Xianzhi once said to her, it's a pity that I don't know martial arts, otherwise I can accompany you.

"Quickly pass on to the imperial physician." She said softly, and then went to see how Cui Xuanji was doing.The other palace servants had already lifted up their weapon racks, while Cui Xuanji stood up, clutching his temples. "Let me see." Cui Xuanji let go of his hand. It turned out that the edge of the iron halberd had just pierced his skin a little. The wound was not big or deep, but there was some bleeding.

Feng Zihuan looked at the few drops of blood hanging on Cui Xuanji's forehead, felt pity in his heart, in order to comfort Cui Xuanji - God knows why she thought Cui Xuanji would care about this matter: "This is all my fault, I admit my mistake. It’s just that you don’t need to paint Xiaoxia Slanting Red{73} specially for Xuanji in the future, it’s already very beautiful and natural.”

After finishing speaking, although she admitted her mistake faster than other times, she felt that she was a bit of a jerk.It's just that Cui Xuanji hastily said that it would not be a problem, and His Majesty turned his back on the official.When the imperial physician came, she realized that Cui Xuanji had not only scratched his forehead, but also strained his muscles.Think about it too, how can you not get hurt if you twist in the air like that?

Cui Xuanji was given medicine in the morning, and Feng Zihuan gave her a few days off to go home to recuperate—originally, Feng Zihuan wanted to keep her for dinner, but it was Feng Xu who said that her mother should let Cui Qing go back to rest, Otherwise, he would have no free time, and would work for the royal family even if he was injured.Cui Xuanji had no choice but to say that His Highness really didn't know how to answer this, but Feng Zihuan was awakened and let her go back.What's more, if her wound is not good, does she still have to apply medicine or wear a bandage on duty?It's not polite.

Even if he doesn't care about etiquette, he doesn't want Cui Xuanji to be talked about by those corrupt scholars because of such a trivial matter.

Three days later, Cui Xuanji came back.Feng Zihuan specially asked Cui Xuanji to sit down at a table of food in the imperial dining room, and asked Cui Xuanji to eat with him, and also explicitly ordered her: "You are not allowed to resign without teaching!" Cui Xuanji smiled and replied yes.

The two sat down in the hall, Feng Zihuan knew his temperament, the dishes served were not complicated, and he also went to serve the female officer, so that the two could chat calmly. "I caused you to be injured the day before yesterday. It was my fault. I punished myself with three cups." As soon as she drank a full cup, Cui Xuanji persuaded her, "Your Majesty, there is no need to do this. Injuries in martial arts competitions are common, and there are no injuries. "

"Oh? Is it nothing? Oh, it was broken by you. Where can I find another one?"

"Your Majesty was just joking. I'm not a golden branch and jade leaf. I can't beat you at all."

"Even if you are not completely incapable of beating, you are indeed a daughter of a noble family. Turn your head and let me see that the injury on your forehead is healed."

Cui Xuanji was originally sitting on the lower right of Feng Zihuan, but now he turned his head to the left, and he could see Feng Zihuan's expression.Seeing her smiling appreciatively at the beauty while saying "It's really a flash of red", my heart beats faster.

Serving the ruler with talent is a subject; serving the ruler with color—as Lu Hao once scolded her—maybe just...

"When it comes to practicing martial arts, I think of teaching the princess. Seeing the two of them growing up, I always feel that Feng Xu is not like me, but Feng Xi is more like me." After Feng Zihuan finished speaking, Cui Xuanji could only accompany him Had a glass.While drinking, he thought about how he should answer.But she knew nothing about the background of Feng Zihuan's remark, and she couldn't figure out the reason, so she could only uphold a sense of justice and conservatively replied: "I don't know about that, I just feel that the eldest daughter of the emperor is quiet and introverted. Seriously, the second daughter of the emperor is ostentatious, amiable and lively; both of them are intelligent, beautiful, and physically strong. They love each other, which is really enviable."

When Feng Zihuan heard her say "enviable", he knew it was because he was afraid that he would have the idea of ​​abolishing the establishment, so he avoided it carefully, and didn't dare to say anything tendentious; Feng Zihuan thought it was funny, and quickly changed the topic Turn around: "I think Fengxi is like me, because I was like this when I was young, lively and active, often mischievous, even my mother scolded me, but I couldn't stop; what about Fengxu? I used to think she was like Xianzhi, but as I got older, Gradually growing up, I don't think she is like Zizhang, but she is not as indifferent as Zizhang. Now, who is she like in Zhenfang?"

After she spoke, she became narrow-minded, Cui Xuanji was still listening in a daze, so of course she took advantage of the situation and asked, "Who do you think your Majesty looks like?"

"Like Xuanji you."

When Cui Xuanji heard the words, he naturally knelt on the ground and said that the minister was afraid and did not dare, and that his majesty had beaten the minister.Feng Zihuan laughed and said, "I'm joking, don't mind it." Cui Xuanji went back to her seat and sat down, and she said again: "Xuanji, from the look on your face, it seems like I'm annoyed at how narrow you are."

"His Majesty!"

She got up and wanted to kneel again, but she couldn't help touching the injured muscle, her face was contorted and her expression was painful, Feng Zihuan hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

When Cui Xuanji sat down, the two had another drink. Feng Zihuan looked at the void in front of the palace and said sadly: "Actually, Xuanji, you follow the rules of etiquette, but when I treat you, you are sometimes unrestrained, which is not right. Fengxi and Fengxu?" Cui Xuanji didn't know how to answer, but fortunately Feng Zihuan continued to talk to himself: "I like Fengxu very much, because she has all my advantages, but doesn't have all my shortcomings. To become a generation of Mingjun. Because of this, I want to lay a good foundation for her in my lifetime, so that after she ascends the throne, she can smoothly do what she wants to do. Do you understand?"

Cui Xuanji looked at her face, as if she could see her tiredness, her tiny wrinkles - in Cui Xuanji's imagination, they were far less obvious than the actual situation - and her A look of suspicion and trust, and the expectation of wanting to trust.

"I see."

I understand, I understand, I want the same world as you.

Feng Zihuan thought of Feng Zizhang's secret letter he had received during the day, and asked naturally: "Xuan Ji, tell me, when is the best time to deal with the conspiracy? Take a look at the whole process."

When Cui Xuanji heard the words, he said without hesitation: "The matter will happen before it happens."

"Will not send, why?"

"Because before it is released, the evidence of the crime is often conclusive, but it has not yet hurt the people."

"You mean, to deal with the rebels when they are about to rebel, but before they have time? Wouldn't this put the court in an embarrassing situation? It's as if the court specially fabricated everything and imposed it on others."

Cui Xuanji said sternly: "Compared to the fact that the common people are free from swords and soldiers, the reputation of the court is a trivial matter."

Feng Zihuan smiled, but didn't answer.After a long time, she asked Cui Xuanji, can I keep what happened today a secret?

Cui Xuanji replied firmly, definitely.

Feng Zihuan looked at her for a long time, of course she also looked back fiercely, her heart was like snow, why dodge?Then Feng Zihuan told her that Aiqing was too faithful.

When she returned to the mansion to rest, she was tossing and turning, thinking repeatedly of how Feng Zihuan had treated her.She remembered Feng Zihuan's trust, concern, sarcasm, and even teasing in her very clearly.Even when recalling those scenes sometimes made her wonder if she was coping well and brought out her best self; then made her feel embarrassed and wanted to slap herself, she kept coming back again and again.She knew that she was starting to become anxious and sad again, especially now that she was getting closer to Feng Zihuan, such emotions became more intense.For the first time in her life, she began to think about the possibility of Feng Zihuan falling in love with her.

And next month will be Zhu Xianzhi's ceremony.Thinking of this, she almost felt that she was out of breath.Her favorite romance had a tragic ending, and she fell in love with one of the protagonists and respected her rival.She loved that person because of this romantic story, but in order to love that person, she personally destroyed the legend that made her unable to extricate herself.

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{72} During the Three Kingdoms period, one of the three swords cast by Wei Wendi Cao Pi ordered Nenggong to forge.Cao Pi's "Cao Lun": "Jian'an 24th February, Renwu, selected Ziliang gold, ordered the other country to work, refined and refined it, as for Baipi, it was made of Qingzhang, the light was like a shooting star, and it was called Feijing." "Famous view".Yuancangzi said: "The sword of ostentatious scenery can dominate for a hundred days, and it turns into purple clouds."

{73} Zhang Mi's "Makeup Building Records" records: "Ye Lai first entered the Wei Palace. One night, Emperor Wen chanted under the lamp and blocked it with a seven-foot crystal screen. When night came, I didn't feel my face touch the screen, and the wound was like dawn. The rosy clouds will be scattered, so the palace people all use rouge to imitate paintings, called Xiaoxia makeup." Ye Lai is Xue Ye Lai, when he first entered the harem of Cao Wei Emperor Cao Pi, one night, Cao Pi was reading under a lamp, surrounded by crystal screens.Because the lights were dim and the crystal screen was as transparent as nothing, when Xue Yelai walked towards Emperor Wei Wen, his sideburn accidentally bumped into the crystal screen and blood flowed profusely.After the blood was wiped off, the wound left traces like the morning glow, and even after healed, there was still a scar like a crescent moon.Later, when the women in the palace saw Xue Yelai being favored, they rushed to imitate Xue Yelai's scars on their temples, and painted them with red paste such as cinnabar and rouge, which was called Xiaoxia makeup.Later evolved into oblique red type.