Phoenix Shadow Coming From the Sky Chapter 16: 、Fengqi Qingzhou 2
Since that day, Feng Duying has been sleeping deeply.
During this period, Long Tu, Shi Yan, and Liu Duwei all came back from Sanshi Village. They said that all the assassins in the mountain had been killed, but they could not find Du Kang's body. I'm afraid they were tricked by the beast, and the three of them can only return with regret. As for the deceased people in Sanshi Village, the governor of Xincheng had buried them properly.
While Feng Duying was sleeping, Jiuyao went to the Ziying Palace to listen to the government every day, and stayed in Fengying Palace for the rest of the time. Regarding Feng Duying's constant sleepiness, he is not in a hurry at all. He takes good care of him every day, feeds porridge and medicines, never hands others, and often whispers to sleeping people, and sometimes reads in front of the bed More often, he played the flute to Feng Duying, and naturally he played the song "Song of Jieyou".
Fengji would come to Fengying Palace every morning to check on Feng Duying's injuries, and prescribe medicine by calling his pulse. With him around, the imperial physician would basically only be in charge of decocting medicine. He would stay until noon and leave, when Jiuyao came back from Ziying Hall.
Both of them know that the other person is a rare and outstanding person in the world, and both admit that the other person is rare in terms of appearance and talent, but...they can't appreciate each other anyway, even if they face each other, they just greet each other coldly and politely, It's like being separated by a layer of transparent thin ice, you can see each other, but you can't get close. Therefore, unless necessary, the two tacitly avoid each other.
On this day, Fengji finished the pulse of Feng Duying, and ordered the imperial physician to change the two medicines. After the imperial physician left, he sat quietly in front of the bed and looked at Feng Duying. She has been sleeping like this for four days, the poison has been cleared, the wound is healing, her body is in good condition, and she will wake up soon, and at that time... He sighed softly in his heart, and then took out a white jade from his sleeve Piccolo.
After a while, the melodious flute music sounded in the hall, light and peaceful, like a lullaby hummed by a loving mother.
When the song was finished, he looked up and saw Jiuyao standing at the door, as if he had been standing there for some time.
Seeing that the flute music had stopped, Jiuyao carried her into the hall, first went to the bed and looked at Feng Duying, saw her sleeping peacefully, couldn't help but smiled, and stretched out his hand to brush the hair on her forehead, as if Talking to herself: "I hope she wakes up soon, but sometimes when I think about it, maybe she lives easily in her dreams."
Feng Ji stroked the jade flute in his hand, but did not speak.
Turning around, Jiuyao glanced over the jade flute in his hand, and saw a half-moon-shaped ink jade pendant hanging on the flute. He has been by Feng Duying's side day and night for the past few days, so he is naturally very familiar with her clothes. When the court lady changed her clothes the day before yesterday, he had caught a glimpse of a piece of jade hanging from a silver chain around her neck. The color is snow white, but the shape is exactly the same as the one in front of you. At this moment, he looked at the jade pendant on the Fengji flute, his chest was blocked, but his expression remained calm, "When does King Yong think she will wake up?"
"You will wake up when you have enough sleep." Fengji said lightly, putting the piccolo into his sleeve, "Mr. Qinghui will go to court earlier than usual today."
"I'm just sitting on the Ziying Hall for her. The affairs of the government are handled by the Prime Minister." Jiuyao also said indifferently, "Besides, with King Yong here, Qingzhou is naturally safe and sound."
On that day, the leader of the rebel army, Gu Ren, led thousands of remnants and fled to Qin City. Before he could decide whether to defend the city and fight to the end, or to hide away and wait for a comeback in the future, the outside of the city was already surrounded by Feng. The general Li Zexing sent by Ji led a group of cavalry to surround them. Horrified, Gu Ren could only close the gate of the city tightly, preparing for a **** battle with the Yongzhou iron cavalry.
I didn't want Li Zexing, but I just surrounded the city of Qin, and didn't take any offensive action, which made the rebels in the city panic and even more at a loss. As for the rebels in Juncheng, there were no more than 2,000 people left by Gu Ren. After hearing the news, some of them scattered like birds and beasts. Gu Ren in Qincheng had the opportunity to escape, but was killed by Li Zexing's three thousand cavalry who had ambushed early, and then took Juncheng Shunshun back.
So in the past few days, most of the reports received are that all places are safe, and General Li is still surrounding Qincheng.
At this moment in Fengying Palace, the two of them had nothing to say after a few lukewarm sentences.
Feng Ji got up and left, walked to the door, saw Long Tu guarding outside the hall, surprised and said: "You should go back to the imperial capital."
Long Tu bowed and said, "Your Majesty ordered me to stay in Qingzhou."
Fengji sighed slightly when he heard the words, knowing that his elder brother cared about his seventh younger sister and wanted to send the most trusted and powerful Long Tu by his side, he looked at Long Tu and shook his head and said, "You go back to the imperial capital, elder brother must have you by his side, Call Nangongxiu back."
Long Tu was stunned for a moment, looked up at Fengji, and then looked inside the hall.
"Du Kang is gone, who else is beside Seventh Sister besides Nan Gongxiu." Feng Ji sighed.
Long Tu pondered, as if he was thinking about whether the emperor of the imperial capital would agree to this arrangement. After thinking for a moment, he lowered his head, "I obey." Then he turned and left.
In the hall, Jiuyao naturally heard the conversation at the door. He walked to the door and looked at Long Tu's leaving back. This was the second time he heard the name "Nan Gongxiu", but he didn't know who it was ?
Fengji seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "The eight of us are apprentices of Master Yu, each of us has a personal bodyguard, and all eight of them are apprentices of Master Liu, who is a good friend of Master Yu Before Du Kang appeared, Nan Gongxiu was Seventh Sister's bodyguard."
Jiuyao nodded to make it clear, and then said: "Will she agree?" Du Kang's death that day had made him clear about his position in Feng Duying's heart, so Feng Duying who woke up could agree to another person To replace Du Kang's position? Even if that person was once a confidant by her side.
Fengji smiled faintly, left behind saying "You know how Seventh Sister is, but you don't know enough about how she behaves" and left.
Jiuyao stood on the spot, frowned, walked back to the bed, looked at the sleeping person on the bed, remained silent for a long time, and finally just sighed softly.
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One more day passed after that day, and on the fifth day, Feng Duying woke up.
When Feng Duying woke up, it was dusk. Jiuyao went back to Yingshou Palace to take a bath at that moment. The situation, full of joy suddenly turned into coldness.
There is a sycamore tree growing in front of the sleeping hall. At this moment, there are a pair of figures standing side by side under the tall sycamore tree. The next layer of thin brilliance, faintly does not burn the eyes, but it is full of brilliance, like the twin jades of Yaotai, with incomparable beauty.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, both Feng Duying and Fengji turned around to look at the palace gate.
The moment he met Feng Duying's eyes, Jiuyao's heart trembled. After the tragedy of Sanshi Village and the tragic death of Du Kang, there is no sadness and fragility in the eyes opposite him, and they are as clear and quiet as an ancient secluded lake.
Too peaceful.
Jiuyao thought about it, and walked over, and when he got under the tree, he looked at her and asked, "Does the wound still hurt?" The voice was gentle and the attitude was natural, as if they were a loving couple who had been together for many years.
Feng Duying was neither surprised by Jiuyao's completely different attitude from the past, nor moved by it, just looked at him with a faint smile, did not answer his words, and said: "Jiuyao, to save the people of Qincheng , would you like to help me?"
Jiu Yao was taken aback.
Feng Duying looked at him quietly.
For a moment, Jiu Yao nodded, "But I will do what I can for you."
Feng Duying nodded slightly, turned to look at Fengji, "Fourth brother, lend me your 10,000 cavalry."
Feng Ji smiled, "Why do you and my brother and sister need the word 'borrow'."
Feng Duying also smiled faintly, there was a tacit understanding in the eyes of the two of them that did not need words.
Looking at it for a long time, he still stretched out his hand to hold Feng Duying's hand calmly, "A Ying, you haven't had dinner yet after you woke up?"
Feng Duying froze when she heard this address, and the hand held by Jiuyao trembled. After a while, she turned her head to face him, with a calm expression, but her lips were tightly pressed, and she tried her best to suppress the throbbing in her chest. Painful, "I don't have time to eat, I have ordered people to summon a group of ministers to Ziying Hall." When she said this, she naturally broke free and walked towards the palace gate.
Jiuyao didn't take it seriously, but instead stepped up to keep up with her, "I'll accompany you."
Feng Duying neither objected nor responded.
The two stepped out of Fengying Palace one after the other, and when they stepped onto the cobblestone path outside the palace, Jiuyao took a step forward and walked side by side with Feng Duying.
In the courtyard, Fengji silently watched them walk away, his face was so pale that no expression could be seen, then he also walked away, just left the palace, walking in the opposite direction to theirs.
He walked along the stone path all the way, and when he passed a garden, he suddenly heard a ray of singing. He couldn't help but pause, and listened carefully. The sound is crisp and sweet, which makes people feel refreshed when listening to it. He followed the singing and walked through the garden. There was a clear pool in front of him, and a water pavilion by the pool. A girl leaned on the railing and hummed a song while throwing petals into the pool, looking very happy.
Fengji walked slowly over, without disturbing the girl, watching her throwing the lingering flowers by the pool and throwing them, the broken red dots floating on the clear water, and the fading flowers faintly showing in the sunset The mournful color.
"Fish, fish, why don't you eat the flowers I feed you?" The singing girl suddenly stopped singing and said to the pond, "It's rare that I am so happy to feed you, but you don't Thank you, what a waste of these flowers."
Listening to the girl's innocent words, Feng Ji couldn't help showing his face even though he was depressed.
"Yu'er, Yu'er, I'm not the only one who is happy today, the whole palace...ah, no, the whole Qingzhou is happy, our master finally woke up, but the happiest one is Lord Qing Hui! The girl's sweet voice revealed 12 points of joy, "It's good that the lord wakes up, and now that Lord Qing Hui is back, I hope they will never be separated from now on. In Bishan, although Lord Qing Hui didn’t say anything, I knew he missed the Lord very much in his heart, just like I missed you, ah... no, it’s different from my missing you, I miss you because I've always wanted to catch you and cook them as grilled fish, but I was afraid that the boss would punish me, so I never dared to."
"Haha..." Hearing this, Fengji finally couldn't help but chuckled, which immediately alarmed the girl in front of the railing.
The moment she turned her head, Xiangyi felt a radiance in her eyes, but she couldn't see the person in front of her clearly for a moment, and when she saw the person by the pool clearly, she couldn't help being dazed again.
"Little girl, what's your name?" Fengji asked with a smile.
Hearing this beautiful voice like the knocking of jade, Xiangyi suddenly came back to her senses, and immediately knew the identity of the person in front of her. Although it was her first time to see him, in these days, everyone in the palace was not talking about the peerless King Yong.
"Reporting to King Yong, the maidservant's name is Xiangyi."
"Oh." Fengji nodded, and walked towards the water pavilion, "Little girl, were you taking care of Mr. Qinghui when he was recuperating in Qianbi Mountain?"
Xiang Yi opened her eyes wide and looked at the slowly approaching person while nodding. She thought that there is no man in this world who is better than Lord Qing Hui, until now when she saw this King Yong, she realized that the title of "No. , each has its own victories.
"Little girl, come and sit down." Fengji sat down in front of the stone table in the water pavilion, "You have been in Qianbi Mountain for so long, how is the scenery in the mountain? What tree grows the tallest there? What kind of flower blooms?" The most beautiful?"
Although Xiangyi knew it was not proper to sit in the past, she just looked at the people in the pavilion but couldn't refuse him, so she walked over involuntarily, sat down opposite him, and replied: "There are many century-old ginkgo trees in Qianbi Mountain. The tree grows several feet high. There are many camellia trees in the mountains, and the flowers are the most beautiful.”
"Oh." There was a slight smile in Fengji's eyes, "Since the little girl has seen old trees and camellias, do you often go to the mountains to play?"
Xiang Yi nodded hurriedly, "Mr. Qing Hui often goes for a walk in the mountains, and the slaves naturally follow him, so there are many scenery in the mountains. If you see trees, flowers, and birds you don't know, you will know if you ask Qing Hui. .”
"Oh? From this point of view, Qing Huijun is very knowledgeable." Fengji smiled gracefully.
"Yes, yes." Hearing Fengji's words, Xiang Yi, who has always regarded Qing Huijun as a god-man, was even happier than boasting himself, "Qing Huijun knows a lot, He knows everything about writing poems, painting, playing the flute and playing chess, even the gentlemen in the academy are inferior to him, and they often come to other academies to ask him for advice. Even the rough work of plowing the fields, he also understands, He also led the people in the other courtyard to set up a wasteland outside the courtyard to grow vegetables..."
In the evening of that day, in the water pavilion of Yanghu Lake, Xiangyi opened up the chatterbox, talking endlessly about Qing Huijun whom she admired. And Fengji sat quietly, listening quietly, with a slight smile on his face all the time, and sometimes even when Xiangyi asked for his approval when he talked about happiness, he would nod his head in greeting.
Time went by little by little, seeing the setting sun gradually shrinking its brilliance, slanting towards the embrace of Xishan, Xiangyi's chatterbox was almost down.
"King Yong, will Qing Huijun never leave again after he comes back this time?" At the end, Xiangyi suddenly looked at Fengji and asked, her eyes as clear as a stream were full of hope . She didn't like the palace in the past, and she also felt that Lord Qinghui was unhappy in the palace, so it would be better to live in Qianbi Mountain for a long time, but in the past two years, she lived in Qianbi Mountain with Lord Qinghui, getting along day and night No matter how naive she was, she also saw some things clearly. In addition to the serious illness of the past few days and the anxious and worried expressions of Qing Huijun, she knew that even if she went back to Qianbi Mountain, Qing Huijun would be If you are in good health, you are afraid that you will get sick in your heart, and you will have a kind of "lovesickness". So she hoped that Qing Huijun could live happily with the Lord in this palace from now on.
Fengji didn't answer, he stood up, walked to the water pavilion, looked down at the water surface, the petals of Lingxiao rose and fell with the waves on the water surface, and the fish in the water shuttled happily between the petals, rising and falling with them It has nothing to do with them, and the vicissitudes of life have nothing to do with them.
After a long time, Feng answered very clearly from a low voice in the pavilion: "Naturally, Qing Huijun will be in this palace in the future, and accompany her day and night, until her hair is gray."
Hearing such an answer, Xiangyi couldn't be happy.
She only remembered that in the twilight, the remaining ray of sunlight shone on that person, and the evening wind blew his black robe, like black fireworks dancing in the twilight, so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at him, but that person But his expression was like a lake under the shade of a tree, cool and clear, with faint shadows swaying.
"Little girl, if you stay in this palace all the time, you will naturally see that day."
When Fengji said those words, Fengji looked back and turned around, and his eyes passed Xiangyi, but Xiangyi was shocked for just a moment, and even spent his whole life, he never forgot this moment, and he couldn't forget the moment when his eyes met. The one—a look that was so gentle that it was almost sad.
At the end of that day, Xiangyi couldn't even remember when Fengji left, she just stood there blankly in the pavilion, and when she came back to her senses, the sky was already pale and the moon was rising.