Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 336
Ever since the identities of Yingzhao and Yingqi were rumored to be heresy, the capital city has become uneasy.

The right minister joined hands with the ministers of the staff in the mansion to count the crimes of the king and queen's lax management of the court every day in the court hall.Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Prime Minister Right wants to seize the power of Queen Wang, so he intends to impose unwarranted responsibilities on Queen Wang.

It's just that Queen Wang is not false. She has used Yingzhao's identity to attract people's hearts for many years, and now she has also recruited many senior officials under her command.

Although Yingqi watched the tigers fight from a distance, he also did some secret actions.

A few days ago, many staff members of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion suddenly died of sudden illness at home. The death was extremely tragic, and their bodies were covered with rotting insects.

The three restrain each other and are also testing each other.
The night is sinking, the residence of the Fourth Prince.

The cold wind is getting warmer, it should be not far from the beginning of spring.

Ying Qi sat on the armchair in the study, holding a secret letter in his hand, with a series of names written on the letter.

He picked up a writing brush dipped in cinnabar, and with a flick of his wrist, scratched out a name on the letter.

People who have died don't need to leave their names in the world.

Right now, the battle in southern Xinjiang has not yet been settled, and the serious troubles in his heart cannot be solved in a short while. There is no need for him to waste all his thoughts on matters in southern Xinjiang.

In the center of Beijing, the right forces are deeply rooted, eyeing the throne covetously.The vicious woman of the royal family is in charge of the front court and the rear palace, and the saint's life is firmly held in her hands, but many veterans and important officials obediently obey her.

Since the battle in southern Xinjiang is still uncertain, he can clean up all the tigers and wolves in Beijing who are in his way.

"Your Highness." The bone servant's hoarse voice came from outside, making people feel that it was even more bone-chilling than the cold wind, "The news from Nanjiang is back."

As soon as the voice hit the ground, the door suddenly opened.

Ying Qijun's face was tense, and there were layers of dark light in Taohua's eyes.

His fingers were clasped tightly in the gap of the carved door, trembling incessantly.

His throat rolled down a few times, and after a while he asked in a hoarse voice, "How is it?"

Without saying a word, the bone servant fumbled out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Yingqi, "This is written by General Xiaowei himself, and I hope His Highness will read it."

Ying Qi hurriedly took the letter, stood by the door and tore open the letterhead.

Inside was a thin piece of letter paper, but when he held it in his hand, he felt like it was worth a thousand dollars.

how will it be

My heart beat slightly.

The emotions of joy and fear, like water and fire, surged wildly in his body.

The letter pages were spread out, Yingqi's eyes were scarlet.

Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and laughed heartily.

The letter paper was tightly held in the palm of his hand.

He had been waiting for so many years, and it finally arrived!

"Give me the order of King Jinqi Pingyang, order the elite of the bone family to sneak into the capital of Dongying, and want to help me capture Dongying in the spring and annex all rivers and rivers!" Yingqi looked cold and proud, with the posture of a superior king, raising his head high and giving orders.

The bone servant knelt down humbly, and put his right hand into a fist in his heart, "This subordinate takes orders, so I'm going to summon the elite of the bone family to Beijing."

If it was in the past, Yingqi would definitely stretch out his hand to help him up at this time, but now Yingqi has not moved at all, his eyes and eyebrows are full of disdain.

Now that the serious trouble in his heart has been eliminated, from now on, there will be no one in the world that he can be afraid of!
The bone servant knelt on the ground.

The wide black robe and cloak completely concealed the long coldness on his ferocious face.

This battle is far from over
Three days before the beginning of spring, news of the battle in southern Xinjiang reached Beijing.

Jin Qi and Dongying negotiated peace in southern Xinjiang, and in the summer, the two countries sent ministers to negotiate.

peace talk?

In this battle, the Ninth Prince and Lu Jia Erlang personally led the army.

One of them is scheming, the other is courageous. Putting them together, they should be able to beat up those Jin Qi rats. Why are they now talking about peace for no apparent reason?
Although the people in Beijing were aggrieved, fortunately, the war had stabilized and their families and country were safe.You don't have to stay at home in fear all day, for fear that the horse's hoof will be sick and the enemy soldiers will break into the city.

Duke Lu's Mansion, front hall.

"What! A peace deal?" Lu Jinyan put down the teacup and looked at Ah Lu with some disbelief on his face.

"It's good to make peace, but the second child can come back from that damp place quickly." Shen Lan patted Lu Jinyan's arm with a relieved smile.

"The benevolence of a woman!" Lu Jinyan blew on his beard and straightened his face, "Although the Jinqi people are brave and good at fighting, they have few tricks. To put it bluntly, they have simple minds and well-developed limbs. How can they compare with me, Dongying Erlang?"

Hearing the word "talking about peace", Lu Jinyan was still somewhat unconvinced.

"Father, what are you doing with such a dark face?" Lu Ziyu walked over not far away, holding a hand stove and smiling.

Her face is as delicate and beautiful as Fang Fei, and she seems to be more open than when Ying Su left Beijing a few months ago.

That figure is gorgeous and graceful, and her walking is weak and weak, even if she is Yuechan Xian'e, she is not half as charming as her Lu Siniang.

Lu Jinyan lost his temper and didn't want to say anything, so Shen Lan had no choice but to take over the quarrel, "Maybe it's because your second brother hasn't delivered letters home these days. But the war is over, so it doesn't matter whether you deliver letters or not."

Lu Ziyu raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Si Niang thought that the second elder brother just didn't deliver a letter to me, but I didn't expect that he didn't even write to my parents?" Dissatisfied, "Waiting for the second elder brother to return home, I will definitely let sister Yao teach him a lesson!"

In addition to teaching the second brother a lesson, there is also the master who is also incompetent.

It's been almost a month, and I only handed her a discount letter?

It's really outrageous!

In half a month, it will be his and Ji's birthday.Since that master always hangs on to her during this time, she should follow suit and make this important event of marriage go smoothly.

Anyway, she just reached the age of Ji, so she can't afford it?
Although Lu Ziyu thought so stubbornly in her heart, when the Nanjiang army returned to the capital, she still dressed up and went to Zhuque Street to meet him early in the morning.

On the day of Lichun, it is warm and cold.

The flowering branches of Manjing have just exposed their soft and tender buds, and the frost that has been accumulating all winter in Yanqi Lake has finally melted away.

The soldiers returned to Beijing, although they did not win the battle, but fortunately, the safety of the border has been settled, and the common people can live a good life without any worries.

Lu Ziyu was wearing a silver neon red fine filigree dress, with layered temples and charming makeup.

She stood on Suzaku Avenue, looking at the street with beautiful eyes full of nostalgia.

She is waiting, waiting for her sweetheart to return on horseback with geese.
At the time of Zhengyang, the sound of rumbling horseshoes came from Nanyue.

The voice was not in a hurry, but like spring thunder rolling, it was dull and heavy.

coming!

The army in southern Xinjiang has returned to Beijing.

The wooden door with red lacquer rivets slowly opened, and the guards of the city defense battalion shouted in unison, "The tiger will return to the capital, and all families will come to congratulate."

The people on both sides of the street were about to jump and cheer, but when they saw the attire of the soldiers who took the lead in entering the city, they couldn't make a sound.

On the awe-inspiring black armor, there is actually a trace of white.

When I looked closer, I realized that the white was tied to the arm.

According to Japanese rules, any white cloth tied around the arm is called mourning belt.
　Maybe "The Concubine" will be with you for another month! ! !It’s coming to an end, and the previous mysteries are almost solved. I’m going to try to finish this month~

　　
　
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