Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 194 Is there an old friend?

Yuan Qing was born as a commoner, but he studied under Li Jing's family. He is proficient in all kinds of military tactics and military strategy. After he left the mountain, he joined Zhan Qingcheng's military camp. During the war in the Northern Jin Dynasty, Yuan Qing was directed by Zhan Qingcheng to follow the Seventh Prince to fight in the north and south.

This Yuan Qing once came to Chang'an City during the spring taboo, and his talent made a sensation in Chang'an City for a while. The words "There are people and the world" came from Yuan Qing's mouth, and it aroused many people's discussions for a while. Others saw his face. , and called him Mr. Wenyuan.Pian Yuanqing went to the military camp again after being in the limelight. As the name suggests, he came and went quickly.It took more than half a month for the heat to subside.

The three entered the Red Sleeve Square and sat down.

The Seventh Prince had a cheerful disposition. He was at odds with Song Renyi before, but now it seemed as if nothing had happened. A few jokes over a glass of light wine broke the barrier.After all, he is no longer the brat he was back then.

And who would offend someone just because they hate someone?

Behind the gauze curtain in the private room of the three of them, the sound of a qin was played. It was played by talented scholars and beauties in the water towns of the south of the Yangtze River. The area around the Qinhuai River is mostly composed of literary and colorful songs. Staring at the figure behind the curtain, the cup in his hand was almost unsteady, he got some news that his sister was very likely to be in Hongxiufang, so he accepted the Seventh Prince's invitation.

Zhan Qingcheng slowly closed the window, looking at the second prince Gu Jinghua who was leaning against the window blowing the cold wind: "Why is Yuan Qing here?"

Gu Jinghua squeezed the cold tea and regained his senses: "Five years ago when Yuanqing was in Chang'an City, he said that there are folks and the world can shock half of Chang'an. You are so fashionable in the frontier that you don't know that Mr. Wen Yuan of Yuanqing is The wonderful thing is, if you can get his help, why don't you worry about getting the supreme position."

He rubbed the blue and white on the edge of the cup, thinking of the girl reading a book in his arms, his heart softened, but once he pushed the rain smoke out, he would never regret it.

Zhan Qingcheng brewed a new cup of tea for Gu Jinghua: "There is more than one person in this world who is looking for rain and smoke."

Gu Jinghua's eyes darkened: "Now that we are all gathered in Hongxiufang, isn't it great that His Highness will send Yuyan to them?"

Today, Yuyan is no more than sixteen nets, but she seems to have experienced something that most people will never experience in most of their lives.

Zhan Qingcheng's heart trembled slightly, and suddenly he felt that Gu Jinghua should not be underestimated, and it's rare that he has come to this day despite his unfavored status.

"Now it's you. Father is more and more defensive against the Zhan Palace. Anyone related to the General's Palace will be demoted or investigated. General Zhan, your oath may be changed together with the Palace." Gu Jinghua squeezed With a blue and white teacup, her eyes are dark.

Zhan Qingcheng suddenly thought of that coquettish and arrogant Su Fengjin, and said: "Your Highness should be upright, and only then is the way of a wise king."

Gu Jinghua stroked his lips and sneered: "Mingjun? General Zhan, the success or failure of this history is written by the winner. Take the seat?"

When Zhan Qingcheng came out of Hongxiufang, the sky was already extremely dark, and spark-like lamps were scattered in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, and the bustling streets were crowded with people.

This city of Chang’an seems to have become a gathering place for literati overnight. Along the way, there are those who talk about drinking and singing, some people talk about life, some people give flowers to beauties, and some people sing a song about a garden tour on the stage. , the applause from the audience was endless, and the literati and refined scholars praised that life, purity and ugliness all over the place, and Zhan Qingcheng suddenly remembered that Su Fengjin loved to listen to operas.

He quickened his pace, and when he arrived at the east room, he saw that the east room was immersed in dim lights. Su Fengjin was sitting on the soft bed by the window reading a book. heart of the city.

There was Yiqiu in the room, Wanzhu covered Yiqiu's face with a handkerchief, and frowned when she saw her slightly swollen face: "You have such a flowery face, who dares to do anything, it's really enough!" Seriously, it hasn't subsided after so long."

Yiqiu clings to the veil tightly, lowers her head in aggrieved manner, tears fall, but doesn't speak.

Wan Zhu changed a handkerchief, and Chun Ya brought some snacks up: "Eat it, it's all your favorite."

Yiqiu held a piece of dim sum in one hand, Sai Bangzi was full, Su Fengjin finally put down the book after seeing her hungry eating appearance: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Yiqiu paused while eating the snack, sobbing, "It's nothing."

"You don't look like nothing." Su Fengjin moved closer to her, and wiped her pear-blossoming eyes.

Yiqiu suddenly threw herself into Su Fengjin's arms, crying loudly, the cry was extremely wronged, it made people feel distressed.

Su Fengjin never imagined that Yiqiu had such a strong temper, and there was a day when she cried, so she stretched out her hand and patted her on the back, her tone was as gentle as water: "Okay, if you don't want to talk, I won't ask you, When you want to talk, then talk to me, okay?"

Yi Qiu whimpered and cried for a long time before humming: "Yuan...Yuan is nothing. I heard that military master Yuan Qing seems to have learned of his sister's whereabouts these days, so he went to Hongxiufang to look for her."

Aunt Fang raised her head from a pile of embroidery threads, with a puzzled look on her face: "Yuanqing's younger sister? Isn't she Song Zhuangyuan's fiancée? It seems that she has been lost for many years, and she has no news. I am afraid it is..."

Yiqiu choked up and said, "I... I don't know, actually... the number one scholar accepted me because I resemble that younger sister. What am I? No matter how much I look like her , Master won’t look at me too much, and he’ll hit me if he wants to fight. I don’t care about the Zhuangyuan Mansion! I won’t go back in the future, so let him go find his fiancee! Why should I go Pay attention to those! It has nothing to do with me! It's all about this face, it's all about this face!"

Yiqiu slapped herself a few times, feeling angry and irritable.

Su Fengjin hurriedly pressed her hand: "What about Song Zhuangyuan's fiancee, do you want to call her sister?"

Yiqiu sniffed, and said aggrievedly: "Song Zhuangyuan is more than ten years behind that little girl, I heard... I heard that Zhuangyuan was drunk and mentioned that Zhuangyuan was rescued by chance when he was 13 years old. For a woman who was bitten by a snake, the woman wanted to repay her kindness. The champion saw that the woman was good-looking, so he casually pointed to the woman's belly and said that if she gave birth to a daughter, he would marry her, and he also agreed. Intuit is not a thing, up to the women, down to the flower street and willow alley, and now even the belly must be counted!"

It turns out that there is still such a relationship, but Yiqiu is pitiful, such a good girl, like her, has become a substitute.

"Then...the fiancée can be found?" Wan Zhu felt that if she found it, seeing Yiqiu with such a similar face and such a name in the future would inevitably cause embarrassment.

Yiqiu shook her head: "I don't know either. I usually investigate her matters personally, and never let me intervene. Then...the fiancée...was brought up by my own hands, and then the fiancée was lost. Master just started wandering around the world and became a know-it-all." Even though he gathered information from all directions, he couldn't find out the whereabouts of Xiaoye Zhiqiu, and later got Yiqiu, it was really a bad relationship.

Wan Zhu snorted, and murmured: "Then... that girl would have been... After all, if she was born the same as you, she would be absolutely stunning."

Standing by the window, Zhan Qingcheng thought of Yuyan next to the second prince, and Tong Yiqiu's face was quite similar, but Yuyan's appearance had a little more innocence and innocence, and his smiling face was like a waxy flower The way you call your name can really melt a man's heart.

Yiqiu slapped his thigh, and suddenly said: "It's strange to say, I remember that when I went to the Imperial College with my master, I heard the Seventh Prince say that I look very similar to the same palace girl, and the Seventh Prince was only ten years old at that time. Four or five years old, clamoring and clamoring to marry that ten-year-old little court lady as the main concubine, and then somehow, this matter stopped."

No one here is from the palace, so no one knows what the specific situation is, and it is guesswork at the moment.

Yiqiu suddenly remembered that the day before the Seventh Prince went to war, he was very drunk and called her Qiu'er indistinctly when he saw her. gone.

Huansha, who was squatting in the corner, said in a low voice: "Later, the maid was killed by the queen, and her body was thrown into the mass grave."

Everyone looked at Huansha in unison, and Huansha shrank her neck: "I... I also heard from a friend in the palace that the seventh prince is too young to keep even a person he likes. No, he was secretly murdered by his own mother."

Zhan Qingcheng also knew about this.It's just that he didn't think much about it at the time. After all, he went to the expedition at that time, and later he heard the Seventh Prince mention it in the barracks.

Yiqiu wiped his face, and murmured: "Look, that leaf was lost when she knew Qiuba, and the girl Qiu'er in the palace happened when she was ten years old, and how many years did she have with me?" They are very similar, and it happened before the Seventh Prince went out to fight, could it be... Could it be that Ye Zhiqiu is Qiu'er in the palace?"

Su Fengjin sipped her tea and fell into deep thought: "If so, according to Huansha, then Qiu'er died in the mass grave."

When Su Fengjin's mother died in the mass grave, she was still young, and her memories of the mass grave were mostly gone, so Qiu'er's life was also lost.

"I don't know, since Yuanqing has already found out that she is in Hongxiufang, then...then she must be there." Yiqiu lowered her eyes, looking at the handkerchief on her fingertips, feeling very disappointed.

Chunya gnawed a handful of melon seeds and rattled: "If that's the case, who should Miss Ye marry after she finds it? You see, Master Zhuangyuan is a flirtatious man who fools around in that flower building. Most of the women in Chang'an City have been brutally murdered by him, and they are not allowed to marry. Let's look at the Seventh Prince. If the girl in Hongxiufang is really the maid who died in the mass grave, the queen can kill her once, and she can kill her twice. Next time, if she marries the Seventh Prince at that time, will she still have a way to survive? Let me tell you, it would be best not to marry anyone, but to follow her brother."

Su Fengjin poured a cup of tea for Yiqiu: "Mo think about it, no matter what the final result is, you always have to fight for it once, even if you lose, it's okay, you can come to me, in the east room Although it’s not as good as Zhuangyuan’s Mansion, it won’t starve you.”

(End of this chapter)