Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

The sharp-edged old man took a breath and quickly covered his mouth and lowered his eyes.

What a mouth he has! Why are you so open-minded and telling this secret directly? !

Mrs. Kunshan's brows deepened. A sudden flash of inspiration came to her mind, and she suddenly remembered that before Wan Ruotan left Bei Liao in spring, she had come to the Imperial Master's Mansion to beg to see her. She was hiding in the house, and it was the old sharp knife who went to deliver the message. Her uncle had a weird expression after he came back, and he was vaguely excited. But at first she just thought it was because he was happy when he saw Wan Ruotan, so she didn't think much about it, but now it seems that is not the case.

"You told him that I suffered from an old illness. It was you who led him to Daliang." Tears dried in the corners of her eyes, and her tone was extremely sure.

The old man with a sharp knife sat down, tilted his head and exhaled twice, and then replied: "Why are you his mother? You got into this problem just to have him. Why can't I remind him secretly? Yes, he is your son. , it’s understandable that you feel sorry for him, so if I raise you up, I won’t feel sorry for you anymore? It’s in line with human ethics for a son to help his mother seek medicine! Besides, even though Yin Luo’s girl has the same mother as him, she still has With half the same blood flowing, shouldn't he, as a brother, go and see his sister? But how could I have imagined that King Yuanjin learned about his trip to Daliang, and King Yuanjin also invited Yushan there? If not for this... The lure of his life experience tempted young Marquis Hongying. Why did he go to see King Yuanjin? How could he be feared by Wan Luoxin and cause such trouble? "

"Blame it on me. If I had been willing to meet him and explain all this to him personally on the day he left Beiliao, maybe he wouldn't have caused trouble and caused the Wan family to be implicated?" Bian Xiangfu fell into deep self-consciousness. responsibility.

"Causing trouble? I don't think this is his fault! As the saying goes, since ancient times, if the king wants his minister to die, he has to die. Even if he didn't go to Lingzhou to see King Yuanjin, Wan Luoxin would compile some Send him to die for the reasons! You don’t have to blame yourself, the matter is over, what you and I can do is to take Xiao Hedan and leave the Beiliao Palace as soon as possible. You also saw Wan Luoxin yesterday, and Wan Luoxin’s expression was not relieved , I guess you failed to kill Little Marquis Hongying? We are going to Fangshan this trip, maybe we can still find him! After finding him, I will take the three of you far away, let's go to Daliang, which has four distinct seasons and different scenery. Fourteen states, go to Lingcheng in Southern Xia where summer flowers and spring breezes always linger! Where else can you go? Why bother to trap yourself in this low-walled courtyard for the rest of your life? Kunshan!"

Bian Xiangfu looked at the old man in front of him. There were many ravines in the corners of his eyes, marks left by the knocking of annual rings. The sharp knife on his waist had not been unsheathed for an unknown period of time. He looked a little more decadent like her. The knife My mind was wrapped in layers of thick cloth, protected from the cold wind and snow, but it was difficult to hold my head high.

The Han Clan in Kunshan has been training the Imperial Tutors for the Bei Liao royal family for generations. If they escape, everyone in the Bei Liao royal family will definitely not let go of the other disciples in the Han Clan easily.

Bian Xiangfu lowered his eyes and his long eyelashes trembled. He still remembered that she was not so cowardly before, but why did she lose her energy now? Could it be that she really complained about the endless wind and snow in Bei Liao, which pressed on her heart and covered that proud thing?

She is the Northern Liao emperor's master, and she knows how to play chess layouts best. But when the game called Tiandao really falls into her as a chess piece, how can she get out of this chessboard that involves her wealth and life?

"Uncle, please take Hedan away. Go to Fangshan to look for Tan'er. If you can find him, take him to Daliang and tell Lan'er all this. According to her temperament, she will definitely find a place for you in the world. place."

"Aren't you leaving?" The old man with a sharp knife came forward.

Mrs. Kunshan raised her eyes and smiled lightly at her uncle, somewhat resigned to her fate: "I can't leave. I am the Imperial Master of Beiliao and the current speaker of Kunshan Hanmen. If I leave, the capital may be in chaos and Hanmen will be in chaos. I have been playing chess all my life, and I made a wrong move before that led to the current situation, but now, I can't make another mistake."

When she said this, she turned her head and looked at He Dan on the soft couch, "This child is different. He still has a bright future and countless choices. When he wakes up, Uncle Master, please tell him this: Chess When you sit down with your hands, you should pay attention to making moves without regrets. No matter how brilliant a chess move is, it is not considered a real success. The world weaves the game, and whether a chess player wins or loses, the most rare thing is a clear conscience."

"Write down what you want to say on rice paper later, fold it and put it in this kid's lapel! Why do you want me to pass on this message to someone who doesn't know a big character?" The old man with a sharp knife glared angrily, "If you don't leave, I will Don't leave either! Just wait for someone to send Hedan to Fangshan! As for how to go from now on, it all depends on this guy's fate." "Uncle Master." Bian Xiangfu shook his head and continued to persuade: " You have been with me for most of my life based on my master's words. You always said you wanted to see the flowers in Southern Xia and the moon in Daliang. Now is the opportunity."

"No need to say anything! If you want me to leave, go and pack your things now. If you don't leave, I will keep you here until you die."

The cold wind became more and more fierce, picking up the snow flakes on the ground, and knocked open the closed window. Mrs. Kunshan subconsciously turned to close it. The moment her pale fingertips touched the wooden platform, a fishy sweetness suddenly surged in her throat. There was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Kunshan!" The sharp-edged old man rushed to the edge of the cave to support her, "What's wrong with you?"

Bian Xiangfu took out the handkerchief, wiped off the blood, and then waved her hand. This time her smile was wider than before, but she was also more absent-minded, like a cinnabar plum blossom that had been knocked down and buried by the wind and snow. The weather was devastating.

"Uncle Master, that day Dr. Zhou came to check my pulse. He said that my energy and blood were exhausted and I only had one year left to live. Xiangfu begged you, please take Hedan away. Even though Xin'er is cruel, You won't really do anything to me. There is really no need for you to accompany me as a dying person trapped in this deep palace. You should go see the beautiful scenery in the world, ride the fastest horse, and practice the best sword..."

"Don't talk too much! That guy Zhou Cunlu is not good at medical skills. I just caught a cold last time. He insisted that I had an old injury that has not healed. Isn't I fine now? His mouth likes to exaggerate the illness. What is the number of years of life in one year? , I must be scaring you. I will stay with you here and won’t go anywhere. When I leave, there won’t even be anyone to talk to you to relieve your boredom. How lonely is that?” The old man with a sharp knife helped her lean against the soft ground. Lying down, his eyes were already full of tears, but he didn't want her to see it. The most painful thing is that a white-haired person gives a black-haired person. As an elder, if you really watch the junior who you raised with one hand die first, what sense does it make? ?

Bian Xiangfu knew that it was useless to persuade him, so he made up his mind to stay. Sighing a long breath, she slowly closed her eyes.

And in the East China Sea, there is the palace of Prince Yuanjin.

The news that Marquis Hongying was sent by the new emperor to Fangshan to suppress the bandits was nowhere to be seen, and that General Wan Sheng of the Northern Liao Dynasty died unexpectedly, these two news quickly reached Ming Zhidu's ears like riding on the wind.

He looked at Kang Youkui who came to report, raised his lips, and said digressing: "Since Meng Zaishi was transferred to the three northeastern cities by me, your complexion is indeed better than before?"

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