Hou's daughter, she is cold and sassy

Chapter 236
When mentioning the past, Yun Xiaoran still couldn't help feeling sad, and his fresh and handsome face was engraved with reminiscence: "Your grandfather is loyal to the Heavenly Sage Dynasty wholeheartedly, raising such an army is his most taboo.

I have sniffed out his words, and he resolutely does not allow the Hou Fu to have any evidence that may be suspected of treason.Therefore, from the selection of personnel to the purchase of equipment and training, I did it all by myself.

As for why the expenditure of the Hou Mansion cannot be seen, it is because I moved a sum of gold and silver that was dusty in the cellar. "

Seeing Yun Qingxiu's puzzled look, he continued to explain: "You should also know the existence of the Xuanyuan Dynasty by now. It was the regime that was overthrown by the Marquis of Loyalty.

At that time, half of the gold and silver in the national treasury was kept by the Hou Mansion for 25 years under the premise of the late emperor's permission.The key to the cellar has always been in my hand, and I am responsible for regular inspections of those items.

Qingqing, would you blame Daddy?It is disloyal and unrighteous to set up such an iron cavalry on your own initiative, which violates the ancestral precepts.

I wanted to wait for the right time to tell your grandfather, but there was no chance. "

Having said this, Yun Xiaoran leaned back on the chair back a little slumped, pressed the back of his hand to his forehead, sighed, and slowly closed his eyes.

25 years.
Now, the deadline is up.

Seeing Yun Xiaoran mourning, Yun Qingxiu got up, walked to his side and knelt down slowly, holding his hand: "Father, as a minister, you should be loyal, and as a human being, you should be righteous. But you don't care about the life of the whole Marquis's family." Loyalty is loyalty to foolishness.

When the posterity heard it, they could only sigh with emotion that being with a king is like accompanying a tiger, but every word in the history book was paved with blood, but it is a pain that can never be healed.This matter has nothing to do with whether you are loyal or not, it's just a matter of the choice.

What's more, Dad is only thinking about our safety, and it's too late for us to be grateful, so how can we be blamed? "

Yun Xiaoran's eyes were a little sour, and he gently stroked her hair with trembling arms: "Qingqing, it would be great if you understand."

The lonely world was pitch black, except for the light in the house, which had been burning for half the night.

The next day.

In the noisy market, Yun Qingxiu walked between the streets and alleys wearing a veil.

Behind him, Jing Ying said worriedly: "Miss, Lord Hou said a few days ago that you are not allowed to leave the mansion until your injuries are fully recovered. It is a time of turmoil outside and it is not safe."

Yun Qingxiu wasn't worried at all, and her eyes were flat: "What are you waiting for when your injury is healed? These days, I'm going to be sick from lying down every day. What's more, I want to see, the people in Kyoto today , but still pure."

If the Xuanyuan Dynasty wants to take action, it must gradually invade the capital. The first condition is to pretend.

However, there are differences between the two dynasties in terms of customs and dressing details.

During these days, from those two old people, she learned a lot about the habits and ways of speaking of the people of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

"Selling candied haws skewers"

Among the cries of selling one after another, she clearly caught the unique shouting sound.Subconsciously looking towards the source of the sound, he quietly moved to the hawker's stall selling candied haws.

And it was only when he got closer that he realized that there was already a slender man in red clothes standing loosely, holding a folding fan in his hand, but judging by his posture, he seemed to have been here for some time.

He closed his folding fan, pointed to a bunch of red candied haws and asked, "How much?"

The young man with a turban on his head smiled and said, "Two pennies."

Sensing the approach of a figure, he raised his eyes suddenly.Even though the woman is wearing a veil, those eyes still inexplicably overlap with the former girl.

He laughed a little self-deprecatingly.I'm afraid I miss Ah Qing so much that I look like anyone.

The owner of Shili Xiuchunfang is like this, and so is the strange woman in the street.

Yun Qingxiu looked at Xuanyuan Jiuling who didn't hide his appearance. The red dress was bright red and the eyes were suave. He looked like that boy no matter what.

Xuanyuan Jiuling took out her purse, exchanged for a bunch of plump and crystal candied haws, and looked at Yun Qingxiu who was staring at him in a daze for a moment: "Girl, do you like candied haws? Then I'll give you this."

Before Yun Qingxiu came back to her senses, the sweet and sour candied haws had already been handed to her eyes, and the bright color of the bright red hawthorn balls wrapped in transparent icing was shining.

It seemed that the young boy in red was running towards her with candied haws in his hand. "Ah Qing! I just bought it for you to eat!"

So, she accidentally took her favorite food from Xuanyuan Jiuling and said, "Thank you."

Then he took a bite, his white teeth broke through the layer of sugar, and tasted the sourness inside.

"I don't know what to call the girl?" Xuanyuan Jiuling laughed, her eyes were like a bright moon, and the tear mole was like a twinkling star, so ethereal that it made one's heart fascinated.

Seeing her hesitation, Xuanyuan Jiuling spoke again: "I am the ninth in the family, you can call me the Ninth Young Master. Girl, don't panic, I just want to make friends because of the good luck."

Looking at Yun Qingxiu's empty waist, he was a little disappointed after all, and didn't say the title that only Ah Qing could call him.

Yun Qingxiu looked at Xuanyuan Jiuling's rich and elegant attire, and thought he was a son of a certain family in the capital, and said, "My name."

She paused for a moment, thought of Jing Yuwei, and said casually: "Yu."

"Yu? Which word?" Xuanyuan Jiuling asked again.

The corners of her lips curled up unconsciously: "Feather Feather."

And suddenly, a gust of bitter cold wind swept in with biting coldness, blowing away the knots of the veil.In an instant, the beauty of the vermilion face that turned all sentient beings upside down can be seen at a glance.

There was a fleeting shock in his long and narrow peach eyes.The falling flowers are independent, and the little swifts are flying together.It seems that all the poems describing beauty are inspired by her.

Can't help sighing: "The wind blows the fairy coat fluttering, just like dancing in neon clothes and feathers. This feather character is really suitable for you.

Miss Yu, I am not talented, but I am very familiar with this capital, how about taking the girl around? "

The unexplained feeling of being the same as before drove Yun Qingxiu to agree: "Okay."

"The sugar figurines here are the best in all of Kyoto."

"This cyan sachet matches your temperament, and there are orchids embroidered on it."

"You can find a lot of unnominated masterpieces in the calligraphy and paintings over there, why don't you go and have a look? Those old things who want to pass on to others like to complete this set."

"Did you see that brothel? It is said that the oiran inside is beautiful and beautiful. I went to see her beauty, and it is not as beautiful as Miss Yu."

Yun Qingxiu silently followed Xuanyuan Jiuling, and it seemed that he had returned to a few years ago, when the two teenagers were searching for the so-called "outside world" with the stolen silver on the street.

"Aling."

Looking at the man in red who was going to buy sugar figurines with his back turned to her, she finally couldn't help but speak.

(End of this chapter)