The Treacherous Concubine’s Guide To Whitewashing

"Zuo Bingfan, keep your mouth clean!" A yinglang voice broke the silence, with anger.

Cai Yunheng came up from behind the carriage. He just finished his mission yesterday, returned to the palace, and came to find Gu Yi, and he heard this irony. Gu Yi could bear it, but he couldn't bear it anymore.

Zuo Bingfan tweeted contemptuously, and his words were even more vicious: "The nephrite in the palace has been kept in the fragrance for too long, is it so weak that even the dog barks?"

Cai Yunheng's eyes flashed red: "Dare you say it again!"

He raised his foot to rush up, and the guards beside Zuo Bingfan immediately stopped him. It was about to fight. Gu Yi suddenly rushed forward and stopped between the two sides.

He put his hand on Cai Yunheng's shoulder, patted comfortably, and then looked up at Zuo Bingfan.

He was the one who was humiliated, but he was still calm and composed: "There are strict rules in the palace, and General Zuo is better to be cautious in his words and deeds."

His tone was indifferent, and only very close people could see the anger deep in his eyes.

"Thank you for the reminder, I can speak with my ability, and I don't have to live by being pleasing to others." Zuo Bingfan shrugged and poked Gu Yi's heart.

The anger that Cai Yunheng finally calmed down, rose again.

"You ungrateful fellow! Don't forget who is behind this victory..."

Gu Yi grabbed his shoulder and interrupted Cai Yunheng's impulse.

Zuo Bingfan shrugged: "Naturally, it was the soldiers who fought hard for their lives. Could it be that they came from the guys who were hiding under their skirts?"

Gu Yi lowered his gaze, concealing the gloom in his gaze, his voice was cold but polite: "General Zuo makes sense."

The officer next to him looked at the situation and reminded him: "The time of departure is approaching." The ceremony of offering to heaven should not be delayed.

Zuo Bingfan gave a hum, but did not leave. His eyes fell on Gu Yi's face, cold and solemn: "If I were you, instead of being humiliated, I would rather commit suicide immediately to keep my name clear, so as to comfort my father and brother who died in battle."

"Enough!" heard a sigh.

Everyone turned around one after another, only then did they see the people coming behind.

It was Miao Zifang who made the sound, full of anger. But everyone's eyes were not on him, they all looked at him.

A beautiful lady in beautiful costumes is standing under the porch, with bright eyes and white teeth, and her skin surpassing snow. She is as moving as the moon and she is the concubine who dominates the harem.

Everyone saluted.

Miao Zifang came out more and more, looking at Zuo Bingfan sternly, and shouting: "I'm going out soon, but I'm making noisy here, what style?"

"The final conviction." Zuo Bingfan lowered his head. After the appreciation, he filled the vacancy left by Lu Bingzhong, and Miao Zifang was his immediate superior. But looking at his stern expression, it was obviously not that he had any regrets for taunting Gu Yi, it was just that the soldiers obeyed orders.

"Get back right away and get ready to go." Miao Zifang ordered.

Zuo Bingfan was about to leave, but was stopped by Yuan Luo: "Hold on."

Everyone froze. I watched the imperial concubine lift her skirt and walked slowly down the corridor to Zuo Bingfan.

Yuan Luo turned her back to Gu Yi, but she could feel familiar eyes falling on her.

Since opening the vest of Li Jieyu, she has never seen Gu Yi as a noble concubine again, fearing to expose herself.

But at this moment, the soaring anger in her heart has made her careless.

Just now Zuo Bingfan and Gu Yi's dispute, she heard the whole process.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Bingfan turned out to be in this style of painting. The arrogance and coldness in the original book fell on real people, which was a kind of unhuman paranoia. There are also ruthless and unreasonable demands on Gu Yi.

Only you can bully the little milk dog you raise. Is it your turn to make irresponsible comments?

"Just now this palace seems to have heard someone say about the scenery under the skirt? Is it a high-level comment made by the general?" Yuan Luoman asked casually.

Zuo Bingfan's stature was slightly stiff, and he lowered his head coldly and said: "The final general just said a few words with the old deceased."

Yuan Luo smiled and said: "So that's the case. Just now listening to the general's talk, I thought that the general was interested in the style of skirts in this palace."

Zuo Bingfan's face darkened: "The mother is listening!"

Yuan Luo said softly, her tone was clear and beautiful, with a trace of hoarseness, and it was passed into her ears, as sweet and crisp as a silk candy, making people feel numb. The people around listened to it, and they just wanted to hear more.

Zuo Bingfan was not so relaxed anymore, he could feel the coldness of his eyes, and he only hoped that this woman would go far away quickly.

Yuan Luo showed a malicious smile, suddenly stretched out his fingers, pinched Zuo Bingfan's chin, and forced him to raise his head.

This move almost shocked the world. Zuo Bingfan didn't react for a while, facing Yuan Luo's smiling eyes, he suddenly woke up, shook his head, staggered Yuan Luo's restraint, took two steps back, his face was shocked.

There was a difference between top and bottom. Except for Miao Zifang, no one dared to look up at Yuan Luo, but she could feel a few lines of sight quietly projecting over.

"Look carefully, the general is really handsome." Although Yuan Luo stopped moving, the tone was still rude.

Zuo Bingfan's cheeks were flushed red, and he was embarrassed. Now everyone can see that the imperial concubine is molesting him.

Yuan Luo was full of sarcasm, who just said that instead of being humiliated, she should immediately commit suicide. She wanted to see if Zuo Bingfan was really such a chaste...male.

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Miaozi's eyebrows twitched, stepped forward, and whispered: "Niang Niang..."

Yuan Luo ignored him, only staring at Zuo Bingfan, and said in a manly voice: "It just happens to be idle on the road to the Temple of Heaven. It is better for the general to accompany this palace to talk."

"Niang Niang!" Miao Zifang's tone tightened. Although Yuan Luo's reputation is not good, people like him know very well that the imperial concubine is not as sloppy as the rumors.

Yuan Luo glanced at him, corrected his expression, and said solemnly: "Commander Miao, don't get me wrong. This palace wants to hear General Zuo talk about the battle at the time. In the past few days, even the emperor has been pestering the palace and wants to listen. The detailed process. My palace listens carefully, so I can go back and tell the emperor."

With such a grandiose reason, Miao Zifang couldn't refuse.

Yuan Luo got into the carriage, and Zuo Bingfan rode his horse to follow the carriage. Through the open curtain, Yuan Luo could clearly see the stiff figure of this guy.

Just like his toneless tone, according to Yuan Luo's order, he was telling the details of the battle. Yuan Luo wanted to doze off after hearing a few sentences.

Zuo Bingfan can be considered a talent for being able to explain the magnificent battles so boring and boring! Fortunately, the tone is clear, and I can still hear it.

After fighting with the sleepy bugs for a long time, Yuan Luo couldn't help but interrupt: "My palace has always been curious. The legend says that a meteor from the sky ignited a fire in Luocheng. What happened?"

Zuo Bingfan glanced at it sharply and said: "The general dare not guess, it must be God bless our army, and the barbarians cannot be rampant."

This is a public statement made by the imperial court to hide the inside story of the hot air balloon set fire, not only from a tactical consideration, but also to keep strategic weapons secret. More importantly, it is to psychologically suppress the tribal soldiers and horses of Bei Rong.

After this battle, the military had arranged for spies to sneak into Beirong territory to spread rumors that the gods were angry.

It is certainly impossible to say that the gods angered them to invade southward, after all, the Kolue Central Plains was an old habit they depended on for a living. The focus of the rumors this time is to spread the North Rong imperial family's bloodline chaos, blasphemy, and secretly persecuting other tribes. Originally, the tribes had a lot of contradictions due to the dispatch of troops and the distribution of stolen goods and other matters, which can be used to provoke fighting among the various tribes of Beirong. Therefore, the inside story of the falling bolide should be kept secret for as long as possible.

Yuan Luo shrugged and said, "Speaking of falling fireballs from the sky. My palace remembered when I was a child. I set off the Kongming lantern with my family, and the flames floated to the sky. At that time, I was thinking, if I magnify the Kongming lantern a hundred times, A thousand times, and then click on hundreds or thousands of them in one breath. What kind of beautiful scenery will it look like, is it like a meteor falling from the sky. What does the general think?"

Zuo Bingfan's figure trembled slightly, and could not help turning his head to look inside the car.

Yuan Luo was looking at him with a smile, the bright sunlight shining into the car, Yingdi her whole body was shining brightly.

Zuo Bingfan's eyes were divided as soon as he touched, and his heart was filled with waves. Did the imperial concubine know the inside story through military spy, or was he so smart?

"What the empress said, the final general has never seen it." He replied stiffly.

"Oh, I haven't seen it in my palace." Yuan Luo laughed.

"However, this palace has seen similar records in the historical annals, such as fire meteors falling from the sky and so on. I remember that the former Emperor Wudi, the founding **** of the Wei Dynasty, had such a vision when he led the army for the first time. After that, it was confirmed that Emperor Shenwu is the man of heaven, so he can sweep the world and establish the country and proclaim his emperor."

Yuan Luo smiled sinisterly: "Now that the general has made meritorious deeds, there are also visions that stand out. If you want to come, the general is also the son of destiny..."

Zuo Bingfan's figure was shocked. He never expected that the topic would extend in this direction.

All of the cold sweat came down in an instant, what a son of destiny, if this kind of rumor spreads, he will definitely die without a place to be buried!

Turning his head and looking in the car angrily, "This is how the empress is made out of nothing, framing Zhongliang?!"

Yuan Luo lazily touched the long nails painted on Kordan, pretending to be surprised: "How did this palace frame Zhongliang? How about summoning the historian and asking what was recorded just now, is it because this palace has a wrong memory?"

"You..." Zuo Bingfan gritted his teeth.

Yuan Luo glanced at him contemptuously, being turned black and white, planted and slandered, that's what it feels like, take it well.

He didn't know how his big victory came from? The ungrateful guy.

Yuan Luo ordered the female officer to lower the curtain and no longer look at Zuo Bingfan, leaving him alone with anxiety.

Zuo Bingfan turned his head to say something, but saw that the car curtain had been lowered. The thin golden silk yarn concealed the slender figure like a cloud.

Is this vicious woman slandering herself so much because of her fear of Gu Jiajun? He squeezed the reins tightly and took a short trip, which was more tired than fighting all day.

Miao Zifang followed behind the frame and glanced at Zuo Bingfan with sympathy.

At the same time, wondering how did this kid offend the imperial concubine?

***

The team was walking on the mountain road, and at the end of the guard, Gu Yi and Cai Yunheng were side by side.

Cai Yunheng first said for a while about these days to go up the mountain to observe the terrain, "Thank you for the compass that Ms. Jieyu gave me for this trip. Otherwise, the direction is difficult to distinguish," he boasted, "Old Chen and the others are envious. Eyeballs are all red, and he said that I will make two of them after I come back. But I have to ask my mother first, maybe this is an undisclosed secret."

Gu Yi's face was solemn at first, but gradually eased.

Seeing that no one is paying attention here, Cai Yunheng lowered his voice again.

"Guess what you are talking about? Zuo Bingfan's mouth, is it satisfied with the concubine's wife?"

After a pause, he replied happily, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you have a stupid mouth, just a good face. This guy is always popular with girls."

Gu Yi glanced sideways when he heard the words, "Say such things less."

Cai Yunheng laughed. He secretly raised his head just now, and clearly saw someone's face as dark as the bottom of a pot after being pinched.

In about a while, the rumor that the imperial concubine molested the new military commander will spread. That's okay, the inexplicable peach-colored dark cloud above Gu Yi's head can finally disappear.

But speaking of it, the back of the imperial concubine, from his point of view, looks really like Empress Jieyu...