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Chapter 337 Marquis of Dingbei: Allure at a glance
Suddenly, the hand was grabbed.She turned her head and saw Yan Jinghong, so close. This year, he was only 14 years old, and he was so young.

"I don't know her well," he said.

There was no beginning or end, and he spoke in a hurry, and Yan Jinghong grabbed her hand very hard.

Chang Qing looked at him without saying a word.

At this time, he and her did not know each other, nor did they have a definite acquaintance in name.

Yan Jinghong was still holding her hand, and his expression was flustered: "I, I," he opened his mouth, speechless, "I..."

Repeated a word, without words, he looked at her, at a loss.

The snow was falling violently, the wind was blowing flowers, fascinated her eyes, she was slightly red, her voice was trembling, Chang Qing stared: "What's the matter?"

In silence, Yan Jinghong lowered his eyes, and after a long time, slowly let go: "It's nothing." After a while, he said, "I misidentified the person."

He just couldn't wait to meet her, he just wanted to meet her...

Brushing the snowflakes off his body, Chang Qing turned around and left.

"and many more."

Yan Jinghong walked to her side, took off the cloak on her body, and handed it to Chang Qing: "The wind and snow are too heavy, don't catch the wind and cold."

At this time, he and her met by chance.

Chang Qing reached out and took it: "Thank you."

She thought, it's good to get acquainted like this, it has nothing to do with others, a meeting, pure and simple.

The cloak didn't fit well, she was wearing a lot bigger, and the long back hem dragged in the snow, disrupting the footprints, her figure was thin and very emaciated.

Tomorrow, the nineteenth day of the first lunar month, is a grand day and night festival. Emperor Cheng has ordered that this year's day and night festival will be hosted by Dingbei Hou Mansion, and all officials will celebrate together.

Tonight, colorful lanterns were hung at the gate of Dingbeihou's Mansion, and flowers of various colors were placed in the courtyard of the mansion.

At night, there were visitors from the Hou Mansion, and the candles in the Shizi's room lit up until late at night.

"Tomorrow's day and night, the son must not show his edge."

this voice...

Chang Qing stood still and looked towards the inner room.

The woman's voice was clear and clear, and she said: "The military power in the Northern Wei Dynasty was very strong, and the Hou's mansion controlled six points alone. The day before yesterday, the Marquis won a big victory over Tatar, and his military ambitions are so great. My father has already begun to be afraid of Ding Beihou's mansion. Seizing power is probably a matter of time."

"What the princess said, keep it in mind."

"Besides, there is one more thing," the woman paused for a moment, and lowered her voice, "Father seems to intend to change the reserve."

"Boom!"

The teacup fell to the ground with a loud noise, disturbing the two people in the room.

The woman shouted: "Who!"

The figure slowly moved out, the figure was very small, it was Chang Qing, squatting at the door, picking up the broken teacups.

"Changqing." Chi Xiuyuan walked over very naturally, squatted in front of her, and grabbed her hand, "Don't worry about it, I'll get someone to clean it up later. How are you? Did you get burned? Why are you so careless?" , show me your hand."

Chang Qing withdrew her hand: "It's nothing." Standing up, she saluted the woman in the room, "I've seen Princess Rongqing."

Princess Rongqing, called Wei Qingru, is the most favored royal princess.

Rong Qing, the fourteenth princess under Emperor Cheng's knees, admired Ding Beihou's son. This was well known in the last life, but Chang Qing didn't know that Chen Cang had secretly made it so early.

"Excuse me." Princess Rong Qing gave Chang Qing a thoughtful look, "Your Majesty, Rong Qing will leave first."

Chi Xiuyuan called 'Feiheng' to the door, and ordered: "Escort the princess back to the palace."

After Rong Qing left, Chi Xiuyuan helped Chang Qing up.

He asked, "How is your hand hurt?"

"It's all right."

That night, she injured her hand for no reason and was assassinated in the palace. Emperor Cheng thoroughly investigated the girl, and Chi Xiuyuan guessed that the assassin was Chang Qing, but he never intervened.

"Tomorrow is the morning and evening festival." Chi Xiuyuan seemed to have something to say, but after a long pause, he only said, "Forget it, you should go back to rest earlier."

In the last life, on this day and night, he said: Chang Qing, would you fight swords and martial arts for me tomorrow?

In the winter night, there is no star, the outside of the house is very dark, and a charcoal fire is burned in the house. Occasionally, there is the sound of charcoal cracking. A candle is lit next to the bed, and the dim light is cast. The people on the bed are not sleeping well. An Wen, frowning tightly.A thin layer of sweat was densely covered on the head.

On the morning and evening festivals of that year, the capital of Wei was covered with snow, and the Dingbei Hou's Mansion was rarely lively. The princes of the Tian family, civil and military officials, gathered in the Hou's Mansion.

"Prince Rongde is here."

It was that day that Yan Jinghong came to Dingbei Houfu.

"Changqing can fight on behalf of the eldest son."

Holding the ancient bronze sword, she protected Chi Xiuyuan behind her.At that time, she looked at Yan Jinghong contemptuously and provocatively, her moves were fatal.

"I lost."

"Changqing's swordsmanship is amazing, reward!"

She won a big victory, Chi Xiuyuan smiled and let her sit beside her.

Then, it turned upside down again.

"Changqing is excellent at tea, so let her make a pot of tea for you princes."

"Brother Prince, does this first cup of new tea taste good?"

"His Royal Highness! His Royal Highness! Hurry up and announce the imperial doctor!"

Her cup of tea poisoned the crown prince's heart, and blood stained the Xiang Epiphyllum at Huachao Festival.

"Bold servants, dare to poison the royal prince, the crime should be dealt with!"

She knelt in front of the Ninth Five-Year Lord, without saying a word, unable to justify, how could she justify, the pot of tea was made by her, and the prince's tea was also served by her.

Chi Xiuyuan asked her: "Changqing, is it related to you?"

"My son, it has nothing to do with Changqing."

"Okay, I believe you, wait for me."

She nodded heavily. At that time, it was snowing heavily, and she knelt at the gate of Nangong.

"Father, there is no poison in that cup of tea, why do you want Chang Qing to plead guilty?"

"If she doesn't plead guilty, the crime will be borne by the Dingbeihou Mansion. Can't you see it? The meritorious service is so great, the Holy Majesty has already set his sights on the Dingbeihou Mansion, but the subjects of the world are watching. Yes, it is a grandiose reason, regardless of whether Chang Qing's cup of tea is poisonous or not, the Holy Majesty has confirmed that she murdered the crown prince."

She knelt at the gate of the palace and waited for Chi Xiuyuan for two full days. In the icy and snowy world, the cold air entered her body, and she almost died.

He said, "Chang Qing, I'm sorry."

On the third day, she fell in the snow at the gate of the palace: "Chang Qing pleaded guilty, it was done by Chang Qing alone, and has nothing to do with the Dingbei Houfu."

"Chang Qing, it's my fault, I'm incompetent, I'm sorry, Chang Qing, I'm sorry..."

The whole night, Chi Xiuyuan guarded her, and the next day, Emperor Cheng's imperial decree was sent to Dingbei Houfu.

"Chang Qing, the maid of Dingbeihou's mansion, poisoned the crown prince. This crime should be punished. Fortunately, the prince is safe. I think that Dingbeihou's mansion has done a great job in protecting the country, and she will be exempted from death. Never return to the capital."

The cane was fifty, which almost killed her. She had a fever all night long, and Chi Xiuyuan hugged her cold body.

"Changqing, let's get out of here."

"Come to Mobei with me."

"Chang Qing, one day, I will stand in that highest position, and no one can hurt you."

"Chang Qing, wait for me, wait for me to step on the Northern Wei Dynasty."

"evergreen……"

She opened her eyes suddenly, sat up, big beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, her face was bloodless, and she was panting heavily.

Yun Miao held the lamp and approached the bed: "Changqing, you are dreaming again." She said, "Let Shizi find a doctor for you, you have been having severe nightmares recently."

Chang Qing shook her head, didn't say much about it, the footsteps outside the window faded away, she asked Yun Miao: "Who came here just now?"

"It's the son of the world." Yun Miao pointed to the sword on the desk, "He came to give you this bronze sword."

The ancient bronze sword, the weapon she never left her body in the last life.

Chang Qing walked over and held it in his hand, which seemed to be lighter than expected, probably because it hadn't been stained with too much blood.

"What else did he say?"

Yun Miao paused for a moment: "Shizi asked, his hand suffers from an old disease, tomorrow you will be able to compete with the sword on his behalf."

It's not that the hand suffers from an old disease, but it's to suppress its elegance and attack its unpreparedness, just as Princess Rongqing said, Dingbeihou's mansion, the meritorious service is overwhelming, and it can't be shown again.

She nodded: "OK."

Same as the previous life, Chi Xiuyuan finally pushed her to Yan Jinghong, and pushed her into the vortex of intrigue.

She still can't escape?In the previous life, the history books said:

In the 31st year of the Northern Wei Dynasty, on the [-]th day of the first month, the day and night festivals, the Tianjia clan gathered in Dingbeihoufu.Dingbei Hou's son had an old problem, so his maid Chang Qing was the one who competed swords on his behalf. Chang Qing won a great victory, Emperor Cheng was delighted, and asked him to cook tea poems for the kings. The prince drank it, and the poison entered the lungs. , passed on his slave status, was sent to Mobei, and was banned from entering Kyoto forever.

In the 31st year of the Northern Wei Dynasty, on the 23rd of the first month, Tatar invaded again from the north. The son of Dingbei Hou led [-] troops and guarded Mobei. He was fourteen years old and had not yet reached the championship.

Those histories written in the history books, those memories that would be lost when she closed her eyes, whether she will repeat the same mistakes in this life.

The next day, when the morning and evening festivals approached, the Dingbei Hou Mansion was full of epiphyllum flowers, and the pistils were falling in snow. They were beautiful and restrained, very pleasing to the eye. Chang Qing was carrying the bronze sword Chi Xiuyuan gave him. Because he was too small, it was not as tall as the sword , squatting in front of the flowerpot, watching the stems and leaves of Xianghua Epiphyllum bent by the falling snow.

"evergreen."

She turned her head and saw Feiheng.It has been several days since Fei Heng entered the mansion, this is the first time he has spoken to her.

"what's up?"

"What are you still doing here? The sword competition has already begun. The prince asked me to find you." His eyes, as usual, were lowered, and his head was lowered, unable to see his expression clearly.

Chang Qing got up, walked to him, and suddenly called out: "Fei Heng."

Feiheng raised his head suddenly, and looked at her in surprise. She called his name, and the familiar tone made him flattered. He forgot to dodge for a while, and Chang Qing looked straight into his eyes, "Don't lower your head ,Your eyes are very beautiful."

This is the first time someone said that his eyes are beautiful, unlike the evergreen eyes that others avoid, which are pure and clean.

The bottom of his eyes suddenly brightened, and after just a moment, he returned to calm. He looked at her for a long time, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't avoid her sight.

The two walked side by side, neither of them talkative, they were silent all the way, when they approached the courtyard where the guests were entertained, Feiheng suddenly said: "You can refuse."

Chang Qing asked: "Reject what?"

"You have no obligation to stand in front of Shizi and fight for him."

This competition seemed to be a joke, but it was just a child's play. Chang Qing played for Chi Xiuyuan. If he lost, he would lose the face of the Northern Wei Dynasty. If he won, Dayan would lose face. On the cusp.

It is impossible for Chi Xiuyuan to be unexpected.

"Just this time, this time, I have a reason to go all out." Chang Qing walked into the back pavilion with a smile on his lips.

In her last life, she fought for Chi Xiuyuan. In this life, she just wanted a conclusive reason to meet Yan Jinghong thrillingly. Even if she was enslaved in the end and sent to Mobei, she would not hesitate.

When Chang Qing entered the table, two princesses, Ming Rong and Rong Qing, were performing. Ming Rong was good at zheng and Rong Qing was good at dancing. The song "Pianhong Dance" attracted the attention of many men present.

There is a saying in the market that marrying a daughter is an honor.

This Rong refers to the two princesses Rong and Rongqing.There were seventeen princesses under Emperor Cheng's knees, the fourteenth princess Rongqing and the twelve princesses Mingrong were the favorites of Emperor Cheng.

The fourteenth princess, Rong Qing, is the only daughter of the late Empress Xiaoxian. Empress Xiaoxian passed away in her early years.And the twelve princesses, Mingrong, were born to Emperor Cheng's favorite concubine Li, Princess Mingrong's personality is especially like his mother's, intellectual and graceful, Chengdi loves the house and Wu, and loves her very much.

These two princesses were indeed the most honorable women in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Chang Qing walked straight to Chi Xiuyuan with a sword on his back, his eyes met Yan Jinghong unexpectedly, but he turned away calmly, only his eyelashes fluttered, revealing his restless mood.

After singing and dancing, King Luo suggested: "Prince Rongde, I have heard that the man from Dayan is brave and good at fighting, and has excellent martial arts skills. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to see it."

Yan Jinghong was drinking tea, put down his cup, his voice was warm and cold: "It's disrespectful."

But King Qin said: "Among the families of martial arts in the Northern Wei Dynasty, Ding Beihou's Mansion is the most famous. I am afraid that only Prince Wei Guang can compete with Prince Rongde."

The son of Wei Guang is the title given to Chi Xiuyuan by Emperor Cheng, and his surname is Wei. In the world, only Taoist sages favor Ding Beihou's mansion, but the king's heart is unpredictable.

Dingbei Marquis Chi Qing stood up and leaned back to report: "Your Majesty, it has been raining and snowing all night, and the dog's hands are suffering from old diseases. I'm afraid I can't bear the sword."

Emperor Cheng was confused: "Oh? Then who does Dingbei Hou think can fight swords and martial arts on behalf of his son?"

After Chi Qing thought about it: "The maid Chang Qing, although she is young, her swordsmanship was passed down by me personally. If you don't lose to the men in the mansion, you can try it with me. I dare to ask the emperor for permission."

Probably, no one in this civil and military clan felt wronged. After all, he was the hostage of the enemy country, so what about the prince of a country, even the maid of the Marquis of Dingbei could compare with him.

On the other hand, Eunuch Chang Fu beside Yan Jinghong's eyes turned red with anger, and he looked like he was about to fight!
"Who is Chang Qing?" Chengdi asked.

With the sword on his back, Chang Qing stepped forward, with a very small body, kneeling on the ground, only a small ball: "Chang Qing has seen the emperor."

Eunuch Chang Fu's eyes widened in disbelief, he turned to look at General Lin Jin, covered his mouth and whispered in a low voice: "She, she, she," he hesitated for a long time before he could speak smoothly, "She is Chang Qing? Our Highness wants to marry Dayan's woman back? No, girl!"

Lin Jin nodded without changing his face.

This half-grown female doll is actually the person His Highness wants to marry, the person His Highness calls out in his dreams, and he thought she was a beautiful woman, but she is actually a milk doll!

Eunuch Changfu was deeply moved: "How old is this girl, why does His Highness have such, such..." He couldn't find any words to describe it.

On the other side, Emperor Cheng asked again: "How old are you?"

"Seven years old."

Chang was young and thin, probably due to years of martial arts training, he was taller than a seven-year-old.

"At the age of seven, he can take charge of his own affairs, but the Dingbei Hou's Mansion is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Emperor Cheng said something vaguely, and then said loudly, "Quite."

Don't even ask his highness if he is allowed, Dayan is too bullying!Just as Chang Fu was about to have an attack, his master froze him coldly.

It seems that His Highness is quite happy to compete swords with this milk baby. What's the fun? Dayan made it clear that he is a bully. If he loses, he will be laughed at, and if he wins, he will not get a good word.

Yan Jinghong took Lin Jin's sword and walked to the front of the case: "This king accidentally injured his right hand yesterday, can we all use our left hand?"

He looked at her with soft eyes.

Fortunately, the wound on her right hand has not healed.

Chang Qing nodded, drew her sword, the shadow of the knife was fierce, she attacked aggressively, her moves were very fast, without any pretense, all moves were killer moves, even with her left hand, they were as fast as lightning, she lived a new life, her skills are naturally more than that, now After all, she is a seven-year-old child, so she has finally restrained herself.

Just like the last life, she is like a recalcitrant lion,

Eunuch Changfu was dumbfounded again, this baby has such a cruel hand.He was puzzled, looked at General Lin Jin, and whispered in a low voice: "General Lin, when did His Highness hurt his right hand, how could I not know?"

Lin Jin's answer was capricious: "Whenever your Highness says is the right time." His Highness probably couldn't bear to have Chang Qing hurt his right hand, so being so cautious was too conniving and protective.

Unlike Chang Qing's offensive, Yan Jinghong relied on his lightness to dodge the defense. Although his moves were fast, they were not as ruthless as Chang Qing. He was dressed in white, and he shuttled among the shadows of swords, lights and swords. There was also a girl in a black robe. , like a smile.

However, in less than a moment, Yan Jinghong seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Everyone was amazed, they didn't expect this seven-year-old boy from Dingbeihou's Mansion to have such a skill, such fierce and fast moves, even a general who has been in the battlefield is no more than this.

"The left hand is the left hand. Naturally, there is no need to worry about His Highness's skill, but," Eunuch Changfu watched carefully, and the more he looked, the more suspicious he became, "Why do I think His Highness only used seven points?" He estimated again, not sure, " Eight points of strength?"

Lin Jin said, "It's five points."

Eunuch Changfu was so startled that he almost cried out, and quickly covered his mouth: "Your Highness, this is playing with fire." Eunuch Changfu couldn't believe it, "This girl is really only seven years old? How can this move be compared to perennial battles?" The generals on the battlefield are still vicious, if things go on like this, His Highness will have to—”

Before Chang Fu finished speaking, there was a clang, and Chang Qing's sword sliced ​​through Yan Jinghong's defense, pointing directly at his throat.

Yan Jinghong lowered his sword-holding hand, looked at her, his face turned cold, and his eyes were burning: "This king has lost."

It is exactly the same as the previous world, one glance, shocking, amazed time.

She blurted out and called his name: "Yan Jinghong."

"Boom!"

The sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he was fascinated, nothing more than this.

It turned out that as long as she called his name like that, even if she didn't do anything, it would still make him lose his mind and not know where he was.

In a fight, he lost to Chang Qing.

"Okay, okay, okay, at such a young age, the swordsmanship is so good." Emperor Cheng was very excited, "Reward!"

"On behalf of Changqing, I thank the emperor for his kindness."

There were many voices in his ears, some mocking or flattering, but Yan Jinghong couldn't hear anything, only her reflection remained in his eyes.

Afterwards, the princes of the Tian family also competed for a while, and then Mrs. Liu of Dingbei Hou said: "Changqing tea is excellent, so let her make a pot of tea for you princes."

Sure enough, exactly the same as the previous life, this pot of tea was the beginning of a power struggle, and she couldn't avoid it in the end. Since she held the sword to fight for Chi Xiuyuan, she had settled down.

"Evergreen Order."

While making a pot of tea, she waited quietly for this earth-shaking event, raised her eyes, and bumped into a pair of black pupils, for some reason, she suddenly felt relieved.

The water is boiling, the tea is fragrant.The princes of the Tian family started talking and laughing.

"He is good at swords and can make tea. His Royal Highness Wei Guang is really lucky to have such a maid."

"Brother Eight Emperor is jealous."

"Of course, if it wasn't for Chang Qing who was only seven years old at the time, the Eighth Emperor would have asked Chang Qing to be a concubine in the mansion."

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a broken sound, Chang Fu saw that His Royal Highness's teacup was broken, and quickly took out a silk cloth to wipe the tea on his master's hands: "Your Highness, why did you crush the cup, did you hurt your hand?"

Lin Jin guessed that what His Highness wanted to crush were the heads of the princes of the Tian family in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

It took about one cup of tea, the tea was rolled three times, and the faint tea fragrance overflowed. Sure enough, this evergreen tea is exquisite.

The queen smiled and said, "It smells so good. The green tea that the Luo Kingdom paid tribute to is really well-deserved."

Princess Mingrong echoed: "Naturally, it is unusual. This green tea is extracted from the spring leaves. It is said that it can also be used as medicine."

People in the world only know that spring leaves can be used to make tea, but they don't know that they can also make poison.

　Found a bug, Jinghong is an envoy for the prince, he should call himself my palace, not my king

　　There is also a bug, I don't remember if it is the morning and evening festival, or what kind of festival...

　　Please call me Gu Sanwang!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)