My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 6
The next day.

The Xuantu is still hanging high in the sky, and the mist-like darkness is immersed in the shadow of the cinnabar, dangui and mother-in-law.

Under the moon, the beauty held a long spear, blocked one side, swindled back to the squatting room, and swept the long spear behind her with murderous intent, shaking the hem of her clothes.

Until, the branches and leaves condensed with cold water droplets, Chaoyang lazily climbed up the clouds, dragging the sunlight to meet the Xuantu and the twilight, and then retreated to the clean room.

When Qing Zhui was carrying the wooden basin and placing it on the lion stand, he had already come out of the clean room and was lazily leaning on the carved bedside. He was holding a piece of silk cloth and looking at it. On it were written the names of many noble families and officials of the Wei Kingdom. Names, many of them are connected with rouge outlines. The intricacies among them can be seen by looking at the annotations above.

There are several bamboo tubes scattered beside the bed, which are green forest silk letters handed over early in the morning.

The brown potion did not pass through Wei Wandan's jade finger, and the tingling in the palm of his hand intensified, but his expression was calm all the time, and his lips uttered words like pearls: "Haven't you woken up yet?"

"Yes, the liver qi is stagnant and the blood is not returning. My maid has gone to take a look. The stockings have long been connected to the abscess on the foot, and they are all hanged by a single breath. The female doctor said that he will not wake up for three to five days." Qing Zhui held the silk and carefully wiped the water stains on her hands, speaking softly with a bit of a sigh.

"It does have a bit of toughness." She has a slender figure, a graceful waist, and her phoenix eyes are downcast, but there is no coldness in them, but she looks like a coquettish spirit.

Qing Zhui took out the alum-red butterfly pattern round box from the mother-of-pearl makeup box, picked out the white paste from it with a smooth wooden grate, and gently applied it on Wei Wan's fingertips and palm: "Young master, this peach kernel paste is certainly easy to use. , but raising the cocoon is not successful, and every time I practice martial arts, I always grind out some blood."

"If you want to achieve your goal, you will naturally have to pay a price." She sat in front of the magpie bronze mirror, her jade pen and cinnabar raised a slight arc at the end of her eyes, and her fat-like fingertips were then dyed dark red. On his lips, "Did the news about Qingtang come back?"

Qing Zhui made a double bun for her, with the rest hanging down her waist. He suddenly remembered: "Qingtang transferred the Fumanlou file. It is said that he is the cousin of a branch of the Shen family."

She froze when she was wiping her fingertips, and she couldn't help frowning.

Shen's father was originally the old part of the Wei family in Wu'an, but little is known about it. When King Wei came to the throne, most of the old part of the Wei family supported the eldest son and grandson Wei Jingji as king, but Shen's father was actually one of the few who supported the concubine King Wei. , Back then, when Wei Wan first entered Jinyang, he received a lot of care from the Shen family in private.

Later, she found some clues about the death of the Wei family in northern Xinjiang, so she recruited talented people to set up Tingshan Fang. The first investigation was the Shen family, and she knew best whether the Shen family had any offshoots.

Wei Wan used some court food and came to Shen's residence.

The concierge was very careful to welcome him into the mansion, and when the steward got the news and came to the main hall, Shen Kuang had not yet returned home, so he had to ask the family servants to invite the eldest son and daughter, so as not to be disrespectful and neglect this ancestor.

Just as she was giving instructions, she was stopped by Wei Wan, and she heard her voice like a mountain torrent mixed with frost and snow: "Just pass it on to your cousin."

The steward was taken aback for a moment, cold sweat dripped down his back, and he rubbed his wide sleeves between his foreheads: "This..."

Their son once specifically explained that if anyone came to inquire about Mr. Biao, they would all be sent away. He was not in good health and should not see guests.

But... this ancestor, if he were to be the owner of the writer, he would invite him out without saying a word.

"Why," she took a sip of tea, and the tea mist wet her long eyelashes, "is it inconvenient?"

When the two sides are in a dilemma——

"I'm here, Shen Qingji," his voice was like a flute on a spring night, distant and soothing, eloquent and melodious.

"Greetings to Mr. Wu An."

Hearing the sound, Wei Wan raised his head, walked through the courtyard servants, and landed on the smear of moonlight.

He came from under the light of the sky, trampled the whole scene, his complexion was light, and suddenly, his gleaming phoenix eyes met those narrow and long fox eyes, he was startled, those eyes were different from the gentleness and politeness around him, protruding, Expensive, profound, even familiar.

She couldn't help squinting her eyes, rippling restlessly under the sparkle, but she was firmly pressed down by the frozen water, and disappeared before the sun, "Mr. Wen is famous, so I came to ask for advice."

"Entering the world with a poor reputation, I am ashamed of the emperor's long journey, so why dare to teach me."

This attitude is gentle and humble, but it reminds her of the four words written by Lu Linbo in the morning:
Play around with the fire.

"To be honest, my family may not have the final say. I don't know if Mr. Today is willing to play a game with me."

Shen Qing raised his long and narrow fox eyes lightly, and his eyes fell on the handle wrapped around his slender waist inlaid with gems, for a moment: "It's an honor."

Qing Zhui's eye-catching flat-end red sandalwood chessboard was placed in the courtyard, and the tea was carefully placed on both sides. The tea soup was boiling and the incense was lingering. Put it in opposition.

After the matter is over, the screen retreats to the left and right, and the two in the court each hold a son.

She picked up the white piece and landed it on the top right Sansan, Jin Jiao: "What is the relationship between the Master and the Shen family?"

"Naturally." Shen Qingji had a faint smile on his lips, his eyelashes were slightly pressed, and he quietly dropped sunspots, both offensive and defensive.

She held the second piece and occupied the upper right star position of Shen Qingji. She was so powerful that she said calmly: "The Shen family is an old member of the Wei family."

There is no need to talk about the dialogue between smart people.

He picked up the sunspots, and pulled it out: "Jun Wu An already has a conclusion in his heart, so why bother to ask for an answer."

She picked up the third white piece and sent it straight down to Tianyuan. With one hand, she first gave courtesy and then soldiers, and she handled it very well: "Mr. has traveled all over the world, and he is very familiar with the situation of the world, the dangers of mountains and rivers. Mr. Jiuwen's countermeasures made Dong Qi go northward. Going straight to Beiyan, plundering border towns, and now coming to Weiguo, which city did you set your sights on?"

"Life is in troubled times, and all parties can take advantage of it. What Shen did was just to protect himself, not to repay." Heizi laid out carefully, covering every layer, hiding under the surrounding area, and he dropped one piece slowly and without any confusion.

"Oh? Sir, I don't want to defend the country."

"Disputes are everywhere, and it is imminent to seek change." His fox eyes reflected her twinkling phoenix eyes, neither humble nor overbearing. With expectations for the state of Wei, one manpower is hard to overcome, and the court is not clean, the only way to stop wars and kills is to open a new peace."

"The lord of the country is stupid, and mediocrity is messing up the country. Today's Huaiwu Palace is the Rong family of the first Jin Dynasty!"

Wei Wan suddenly raised his eyes, and under his clear eyes was the spring water that cut through the glacier, breaking the ice and gushing out: "Sir, you are really eloquent."

Shen Qing's long and narrow fox eyes are full of smiles, the corners of his lips are extended, his back is not bent and he is not afraid at all, guarding the corner of the town: "Shen is broken because of the current situation. , no one wants to take a bite.”

"The wealth of Jin and Chu is incomparable. When the three families were divided into Jin, Wei State occupied a large area of ​​land north of Jin State and gained the most profit. Why is there no tendency to dominate?" Her cold and melodious tone was like a red plum blossom in winter. In the air, it is breathtaking.

On the chessboard, black and white intersect, fighting each other.

"There is no one mind in the world, and there is no one strong among the seven kingdoms. Southern Chu is unruly. It occupies a vast area and lives by the water. In recent years, trade has been favorable. If the Jin Dynasty is still there, there is still an enemy. Western Qin is rough and tyrannical. Non-blood vassals were surrounded by Yiqu in the past, and the Western Qin tribe used the Longxi Mountains as a barrier. After long-term bloody battles, the ferocity cultivated has penetrated into the bone marrow. Zheng Guo has inherited the transformation of the early Jin Dynasty in recent years, and he knows how to spend a lot of money. Raise good horses and soldiers. The Eastern Qi Dynasty was established vertically and horizontally, and celebrities came out in large numbers. The barbarians such as Beirong and Beishu all stared at the Central Plains, and Weiguo was the first barrier for the barbarians to send troops south. Killing the orphans of meritorious service from the previous dynasty, suppressing military generals, withholding military pay, allowing the clan to exercise power, the foundation of the country for many years has been festered, and it is difficult to dominate the world."

Following his explanation, the agate pieces intersected, and in the end, the white piece was pasted six and a half times, and the black piece was one and a half ahead, and the curtain came to an end: "Accepted."

"Heh..." She looked down at Fangyuan, and couldn't help but be amazed that the traps covered by the sunspots were so meticulously connected. She raised her phoenix eyes slightly, and her red lips curled up slightly. Although she was smiling, it made people feel cold:

"There is an ancient saying: Shun was born among the acres of land, Fu Shuo was raised among the building blocks, and Jiao Ge was raised among the fish and salt. Where is the master?"[2]
Shen Qingji stared at the pair of phoenix eyes that were calm but filled with infinite murderous intent. After a long time, his thin lips curled up, he stretched out his wide sleeves, and bowed to the moon in his arms: "If you are Yao, then Shen will be Shun, and if you are Shang Zhou, Shen would like to speak for Fu, if the king is Wu'an, Shen will be a subject."

"I would like to plant towering phoenix trees for the king, serve the king as the master of the Ming Dynasty, and let the king support the kingdoms and suppress the mountains and rivers."

　[1] "There is no one heart in the world, and there is no single power among the seven countries", from "The Great Qin Empire"

　　[2] From "Born in Worry, Die in Peace"

　　When I write about arm dance guns, there is a sentence floating in my mind: "Killing is nothing more than nodding."

　　There is no right or wrong for the male protagonist to stop killing with killing and stop war with war. The Warring States Period is a stage of strong survival, celebrities come forth in large numbers, and a hundred schools of thought contend. No matter what speech you say, as long as it can help the country, it will be adopted by the monarch.

　　The school of worship of the male protagonist and Wanwan is different. When the collision of academics and academic debates is exactly what I want to write this article, I hope I can write about the spirit of the times in the Warring States period. If it is not good, please help care.

　　The three views of the characters do not represent the three views of the author! ! !
　　
　
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