Nirvana In Fire

As a fan of a dynasty, I recently watched several episodes of a popular TV show and was thundered... I am currently depressed, which seriously affects my writing mood... Although this article is about revenge and power struggle, in essence, I am still most eager for those clear and open, atmospheric historical periods...

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“What, someone Mr. Sue knows?” Summer and winter looked at Mae Chang-su's expression and asked.

“Not really. Just seen it. He was from King Jing's house. Although I only visited King Jing once, I had some impression on him. ”

Summer and winter were slightly surprised, “A hundred elders, who would make an impression on Mr. Su, you think there should be some overcrowding? ”

Mae Chang Su nodded. “I don't know what he's been through, but it's better now...”

That sounds strange. Summer and winter picked the eyebrows and was about to ask again. The hundred elders had slipped away and walked over. Ignoring Mae Chang-su, he just gave Summer and winter a hug, and said: "Under the king of Shimojingshire, hundreds of elders were fierce. Did Lord Xia come down from the mountains? ”

Summer and winter looked at him and turned slightly: “Not bad. ”

“What monsters have you seen in the mountains? ”

“Monster?” Summer and winter frowned. "This is Kyoto. How can there be monsters? ”

“Yes, it was a brunette monster that disturbed the mountain people, so we were ordered to surround them. ”

Mae Chang-su interposed, “I think you've been working on it for a while. Why haven't you caught it yet? ”

Qi Mu Ben was a four-point senator, but the rank he won in the bloody battle was reduced to centurion because of a few cold words from Mae Chang Su. It is false to say that he did not have goosebumps in his heart. However, there were also wise men in Jing Wang's Palace. On that day, at least three men came to persuade him after receiving the baton, so as to distinguish the reason and make him very conscious of the sweat. At this time, he saw Mae Chang-su again. Although he was still a little uncomfortable and reluctant to take his own initiative, he had no reason to ask questions or shake his face.

“The eastern suburb of Dorinmi, the monster is extremely cunning, we can't stay here day by day, only the mountain people come here with newspaper, but every time I come, I can't even see the shadow, I don't know if those mountain people have read it wrong... ”

Mae Changsu glanced at Shino and thought that the eastern suburbs were extremely wide ranging and wanted to catch an animal in a targeted way. No wonder he was always labourful and ineffective just because he was afraid of needles in the sea.

“Shouldn't Jing Zhao Yin Yamen be in charge of the Mountain People's Report here?” Summer and winter asked again.

“The monster is terrific, the Beijing Zhaoyuan Gate was captured once. Fifty people were injured half the time, and they didn't catch it. Gao Fu Yin had no choice but to ask for it in front of our prince. There is no great credit for this kind of idle business, and only our prince can handle it. ”

Xia Winter understood that the centurion was right, but she had a heart connection with Jing Wang Su, unwilling to comment more, hummed, turned to Mae Chang Su: “I'm going back to the city. I'll see you later. ”

“Lord Xia took his time.” Mae Zhang Su owed her courtesy. She kept seeing Summer and Winter go to the tea dorm to pick up the mount that had been placed. After flogging the horse, Fang slowly turned back and looked at Qi.

“What?” Qi was slightly faint in his eyes. He turned his mind quickly, recalling whether he had just said something wrong.

Seeing him look nervous, Mae Chang-su couldn't help but smile. "Not bad. I haven't seen you for a few days and learned to reflect on myself. It appears that His Royal Highness King Yang does have a ministry. There's nothing wrong with what you just said in front of summer and winter, just don't say it later. His Royal Highness Jing Wang now has to do more work to speak less. He understands that, even more so when you are under his command. ”

Mae Changsu was just a civilian, not a plotter beside King Jing. He had some beams with Chi Mu. Rationally, he didn't have half the qualifications to teach people a lesson. But somehow, he stood there weakly in plain language, but he did not have an obedient attitude. He nodded his head and said, "I know."

At that time, Le Plateau had ordered the wagon to come and put down the footstool and help Mae Chang Su to board. Just as the carriage was about to start, Mae Changsu suddenly lifted up the curtain, probing half his body like he remembered something, and said to Qi violently: “Ask the mountaineers what the monster likes to eat and set a trap to guide it. ”

Qi Feng hasn't reacted yet. The curtain was put down again. The horseman's whip sounded a little crisp and wandered off.

That evening, Mae Chang Su returned home and learned that Yu Wang had invited him personally. Because he didn't believe he was really there, he insisted on going into the backyard and looking around. Later, probably because he was already a guest at home, he couldn't wait much longer, so he left.

After the first ten years, flower lights began to hang all over the capital in preparation for the New Year's Eve. The palace is no exception, going up to the queen, down to the colorful, the courtyards of each palace wonder, and fight to make new flower lights in case the emperor enjoys the game on the fifteenth day, and earn joyful praise.

For some, however, this atmosphere of joy and peace is only superficial. While intensifying the investigation into the killing of the inmates, the Prohibited Army President Meng vigorously improved the setting of the palace guard, and intensified the patrolling intensity in intensive schedules. Soon he achieved results, stopping two incidents of deliberate arson in the palace by the eunuchs in a row. Unfortunately, the arrested suspects committed suicide on the spot and did not ask for an exit confession, but according to the identity of the body investigation, the suspects were indeed registered housekeepers and were not mixed in from outside. As a result, Queen Yan was publicly reprimanded by Emperor Liang and forced to ask for forgiveness. She understands that any mess occurs in the palace. The person responsible is the owner of the East Palace, not the other princesses. The Vietnamese princess does not bear any responsibility, so she can only pay double attention and strictly control the movement of the personnel of the palaces. The queen was the daughter of the Taifu first. She married Liang Emperor, who was then the county king, as the rightful princess. She was sealed by Liang Emperor for boarding the throne, and has presided over the Sixth Palace until now. Although she has long been gracious and has no children, after all, the righteous mistress of these years is not white. After all, the palace has her own unique place. With the spouse of the royal highness of the Vietnamese family back then, she has not been able to turn out any great waves. Now she has made a harsh effort and can still control the situation.

Mae Chang-su's actions outside the palace appear to be much more idle than the haze in the palace. After identifying several Jianghu masters currently associated with Zhuodingfeng in Beijing, the Lord of Jiangzuo Alliance quietly and urgently urged an unnamed swordsman to enter Beijing. According to the Jianghu rules, he was challenged by a child, all of whom could not get out of bed for half a month, and solved it neatly. And this unnamed swordsman quickly started a tide, then quietly went missing, causing rumors to go around. Everyone is wondering what exactly this person is going to be like. Will he be on next year's list of great players...

Without help, Zhuoding Feng sensibly noticed that there always seemed to be eyelids around him, and the way to look at it was extremely old and spicy, although it didn't feel right, it couldn't be grabbed out. In such a case, he had to hold his army still and wear it like his opponent did. Xie Yu was a cautious person, and the business did not leave any evidence, because he feared that the suspension mirror had caused some action, and did not dare to rush Zhuo Dingfeng to do it. After many days of stalemate, Jingnai was naturally calm.

New Year's Eve tradition is to guard the age, and New Year's Eve tradition is to summon friends and wives to go out and watch the flower lights. Though the inner palace and the outer palace have increased their guard, for Mae Chang-su hidden behind the scenes, there should be no less entertainment, especially when changing beautiful clothes without darkness on a flying day, fastening new hair straps and preparing to follow the lights out the door.

Since there is no curfew this evening, the people in the street roll around, Li Xian has done enough nervous kung fu, not only arrange the guards around the front, left and right, but also deliberately advise Fly to hold Brother Su's hand, don't lose it.

“I won't lose it!” Flying is quite humiliating to Uncle Lee.

“You'll find out when you go out. The New Year's Eve market has been crowded to death. If you accidentally lose it, you can't be careless. ”

“I won't lose it!” Flying continues to insist with anger.

Mae Chang Su patted the teenager's head with a smile and said softly: “You are mistaken. Uncle Li means that Brother Su will get lost, not that we will get lost. ”

Flying stunned, thinking seriously for half a day, suddenly held Mae Chang-su's hand tightly, and shouted: “Don't lose it! ”

Li Xian just relieved and wiped the slight sweat on her forehead.

After the first drumming, the pedestrian walked out of the house and just entered the bustling main street of Lamp Street, instantly feeling the atmosphere of shoulder to shoulder. The fish dragon is brilliant and brilliant, the crowd is weaving, the laughter is loud and loud. This is the most unclear day of the middle class in Daliang Province, noble officials are good, civilians walk away, there is no particular distinction among the people watching the lights. Many famous Gao Di even crowded the New Year's Eve festival with white clothes and masks into a pile of watch lights to play with as a fashion. Only noble women and girlfriends of honor would pull up the cloth and make a slight barrier, but many people still deliberately dressed as civilian women and walked around with a hood over their faces. This is why the last Festival will be the best day for couples to be intimate.

Like all kids, Fly loves this shiny, dazzling thing, the rabbit lights, the goldfish lights, the walking horse lights, the fairy lights, the pumpkin lights, the butterfly lights... the calender makes him blind, and every time Mae Chang-su asks him, "Do you want to buy it?” And he would say with certainty, "Yes!” So much so that we haven't finished half a street, that basically everyone has two or three in their hand.

“My lord, this is not the way to pet a child...” Li Pan couldn't help complaining, “Flying must be forced to move the whole street home...”

“Yes!” Junior Happy, immediately agree.

“It doesn't matter, after rendezvous with them later, you hire two people to send these lights back. Anyway, our yard is big, hang them all along the roof, let the flying stream have a good time for a few days.” Mae Chang Su smiled and soothed Li Xian, turning back to soak up the flying stream, "flying stream, these lights can only hang on the New Year according to the rules, you have to put them all away after the New Year, you know? ”

“Yes!”

Li Xian smiled bitterly and stopped nagging. He stretched his neck and looked forward: “So many people, how can I find them? ”

“Find the peach flower lamp, we agreed they are under the peach flower lamp...”

Mae Chang-su's voice had just fallen, and a guard had screamed: "Look there! ”

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed out, about fifty steps ahead, Xu slowly provoked a huge peach blossom lamp, pink yellow rubella, which was very fine, even in the 10,000 lamp bush, still very eye-catching.

“It's so big, it's hard not to see.” Mae Changsu laughed and walked towards the lamp with his entourage and others. It was just 50 steps away. It went back and forth for almost a minute. Finally, it came together.

“Little Fly, this peach light is for you. Do you like it?” Yan Yuzhun smiled and shook a long light pole.

“Mmm!”

“Thank you, Brother Yan.” Mae Chang-su cautioned.

“Thanks!”

“So many people are going to walk to your fantastic music studio, just afraid to squeeze until dawn...” Mae Chang-su looked at the tidal flow and sighed. "I regret that I promised to come out...”

“It doesn't matter," Xiao Jingrui Road, "it's just a little more people on the main street. We can take the alley and go straight to the back door of Miaoyin Fang. That road is the most familiar, he walks almost every few days...”

Yan Yujin glanced at him. “It's ripe, it's not embarrassing. Only a hero can have his own color. It's a real talent. Liu..."

“Well, don't be ridiculous, let's all go, later your reservation will only be cancelled... rarely will Miss Miyagi come out of the lobby today to play a new song.” Xie Pi broke in and hit the roundabout. He squeezed and squeezed and squeezed into the alley entrance before relieving himself.

(This chapter is also relatively transitional, but you can't skip the past... and, believe me, I'm a good person... shaking hands to continue depressing...)