Adore Trick of Beauty

Ying Jingzhong's punishment of his children's children for accepting migrant soldiers gradually came to an end. Xiao Fengyi's imperial edict reprimanded the crimes of the family members of Beijing's clan, which did not restrict his children and the common people. His words were sharp and well-founded.

Some eunuchs took the opportunity to say to the emperor that the title of hereditary shame of the children of the family in Beijing should be abolished, and literary and martial arts should be widely opened to recruit talented people, no matter how expensive or cheap. In this way, the family members will no longer have the hereditary title and will naturally work hard to compete with the Hanmen students for the triennial autumn election.

As soon as this proposal was opened, the family valves in Beijing were all uproar. Xiao Fengyi listened but was very appreciative. He immediately proclaimed the decree. The family members who had reached the age must go to the autumn election every three years. In particular, Changfang Xunzi asked to go to Taixue Middle School for at least two years in the four books and five classics, and to have a certain degree of fame. If it is a name with no meritorious service and is the only child in the family, it is necessary for the teacher in the school to take a test and consider that the quality is perfect.

After August 15th, the September election was launched in an instant. This year, due to Xiao Fengyi's imperial edict, scholars in the middle of Beijing should be rushing to take the exam. Many of them are children of great families who have to come from all over the place. The huge Yingjingzhong Inn is full, the books are expensive, and the school is flourishing.

Busy outside the palace, the palace is gradually calm. Nie Wushuang dealt with trivial matters in the palace daily, but still felt uneasy in his spare time. After much deliberation, she finally made up her mind and quietly ordered Deshun.

A few days later, Deshun finally appeared in Chenghua Palace.

At that time, Nie Wushuang was being tailored by several female officials in the Shangyi Bureau. In front of him was a bronze mirror of a height of one person, supported by two internal servants. The bronze mirror could learn from others and showed her slender body. In the palace, all the maids and girls held their breaths and gazed, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out. It was as if a butterfly was busy around Nie Wushuang. The footsteps were light and the floor was silent. There was only the sound of a tape measure across the fabric.

Deshun bowed quietly into the inner hall. Nie Wushuang glanced inadvertently, seeing his figure, his eyes tightened slightly, and then he resumed as usual.

The female officer finished measuring her eyes with envy: "The queen mother-in-law's posture, I really haven't seen anyone with such a good figure as the queen mother-in-law."

Nie Wushuang smiled a little, and the female servants around him also praised. Next is choosing the fabric. The palace lady held a vermilion lacquer plate in her hands. The color of the cloth on it was as beautiful as clouds and rainbows. It was very beautiful. The cloth was also various and dazzling.

The female officials whispered softly and suggested that Nie Wushuang looked at it casually, listening to their explanation on how to match, how to match colors, and what patterns to embroider on it. Once Nie Wushuang's suggestion was adopted by that person, that person was full of joy, as if it were a great glory.

So, it wasn't until half an hour that the female officials were holding down a pile of embroidery patterns and fabrics, respectfully. The temple was quiet again. Nie Wushuang rested on the embroidered pier of Hu Bed and looked up at Deshun: "Stop it."

Deshun saw that her eyebrows were tired, and asked carefully, "Queen maiden, this is a big deal. Would you like to ... another day?"

Nie Wushuang's eyebrows were scrutinized, and there was a discomfort in his eyes: "Come on!"

Deshun wiped the sweat from his forehead and took out a cloth bag from his arms. The cloth bag was long. I didn't know what was inside. The cloth was wrapped in layers. Nie Wushuang patiently watched Deshun open one by one. , Finally revealed the front end of a section of arrows inside.

When Nie Wushuang's eyes were cold, she picked up these half arrows and looked up carefully.

Deshun wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and looked back with guilty guilty, for fear that the invisible palace girl would come in.

"The queen maiden, this slaver spent nine cattle and two tigers, so she found a head from the Yulin Army and took out the arrow that was shot towards the emperor that day, but she would return it at sunset!" Deshun couldn't help it Said.

Nie Wushuang glanced, not letting go of any doubts, but after seeing it for a long time, she still couldn't see anything. This kind of arrow was everywhere, except for the solid wood of the arrow, she couldn't see anything special about the arrow. Place.

Nie Wushuang groaned, thinking secretly in his heart. Is that because of this, after the assassin performed the assassin, there was no action?

Do not! She shook her head again. Why can't the Assassin's origin be traced, and the Yulin Army and the Prohibited Army have done nothing. This is simply impossible! What a crime it is to assassinate the emperor. Even if the assassin cannot be found, he will be hunted. However, almost half a month has passed since the assassination, but no one has mentioned it.

This was too unusual, and it was the worry in her heart.

"Does the queen mother see something?" Deshun asked.

Nie Wushuang shook his head, lowered the half of the arrow, and looked up and asked, "Did you hear anything?"

Deshun embarrassed: "It took a lot of money for the slave to persuade the man to take the half arrow. The rest, he didn't ask any questions. Seems like ..."

His face was timid: "It seems that the holy man has a password ..."

"Queen maiden, this ... this matter is not to be investigated anymore. The slave is worried that the emperor would blame it if she knew!"

Nie Wushuang was startled, and asked again, a voice came from outside, who was talking to someone. Nie Wushuanglian quickly put away these half arrows.

With a smile on his face, Yang walked into the palace with a smile: "The queen mother, the emperor heard that the mother is cutting winter clothes, specially given ..."

The smile on his face condensed when he saw Deshun, and asked, "What is the father-in-law here?"

Nie Wushuang smiled lightly: "German father is telling jokes to this palace to relieve boredom."

Yang Zhi wasn't good enough to ask again, and after the report was over, he retreated.

Deshun saw him go, so he came forward and whispered, "Mother, do you want to hide this from Father Yang?"

"Well." Nie Wushuang nodded his head, his eyes looked complicated: "Although he is the confidant of this palace, his master is different."

She looked at Ding Deshun's chubby and cheerful face, and her cold eyes flashed: "Remember, you are the most trusted person in this palace!"

"Yes ..." Deshun met her cold, snow-like eyes, and shivered in his heart.

"Back down, let this palace think about it." Nie Wushuang waved him back.

Deshun made progress and turned back uneasily and said, "Mother, you must return at sunset."

"I know it," Nie Wushuang said.

Deshun quietly retreated when he came. The hall was completely quiet, and Nie Wushuang took the half of the arrow, and after seeing it for a long time, he could see nothing. Time passed by moment by moment, she couldn't see anything. In the large hall, there was only the sound of her shallow breathing.

The light outside the window faded, and an irritability surged in her mind, and she stood up suddenly. With a bang, the teacup on the table was overturned by her placket. She waved her sleeves impatiently, and hurried back and forth in the temple. What kind of inside story did Xiao Fengyi not tell her at all?

Intuition told her that the assassination was not so simple, but she couldn't say anything about the simplicity.

If she ignores it, she can live in peace in the palace, but she is used to having everything in her palm. If she covers her eyes, covers her ears, and pretends she doesn't know anything, she may wake up one morning You may find yourself lost forever ...

Alas ... Nie Wushuang sighed quietly.

She went to the table and picked up the half of the arrow feather. Suddenly, her face changed, almost immediately. She hurriedly looked at the arrow in front of her, and saw that the water drowned the arrow and wet the arrow Being in one place, and in that place, three small block letters appear faintly, and the writing power is elegant ...

She hurriedly wiped it with tea, swept through the case a few more times, and took the ink and ink on the paper and drew along the three tiny handwriting contrasts.

Every time she draws a horizontal line, and every time she draws a vertical line on the arrow, her heart sinks.

Finally, a person's name appeared faintly on the white paper. Her hand trembled and “clicked”, and the writing brush in her hand dropped suddenly, sweeping a trace of thick ink on the white paper.

She looked at the three words on the paper, and couldn't breathe for a long time.

Gu, Qing, Hong ...

It's him!

It turned out to be him!

My heart seemed to be lifted by something, so painful and so cold. She supported the sides of the case, and the long armoured texture made deep marks on the case.

Why, why is he?

Why is it him? !!

Did he do everything he could to kill himself? !!

Could it be said that assassination that day, his goal was not Xiao Fengyi but himself? !!

In her eyes was a stormy sea, and the hatred in her heart rushed out like a rushing river. The past was raging, and he was taken out of the hall, and the ten days in which Chai Fang was imprisoned were better than death.

"Gu! Qing! Hung!" Her eyes were bloody, and she slapped all the things on the case. The crisp sound of the ground surprised Hou's outside maid and rushed in.

"Get away!" Nie Wushuang held the case, holding the white paper in her hand, her hate was distorted, and the palace maid had never seen her look so terrified, and she screamed in shock and retreated.

Nie Wushuang looked at the almost shredded paper in his hands and laughed coldly: "Okay, okay, hello Gu Qinghong!"

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