Qie Shi Tian Xia Chapter 41: Drunk song is sincere when it comes to mind

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On August 29th, the army of Qing and Yong reunited in the northern capital.

On September 1, King Qing and King Yong personally rewarded the army and ordered the army to rest outside the city without disturbing the people.

September 6th.

In front of the Freehand Palace of the North Palace, a group of maids, attendants, and guards saw people walking in front of them, and they knelt and saluted, "Well, see King Qing!"

"Flat body." Feng Xiyun waved his hand, "Is King Yong in the palace?"

"The Lord is in Wuhe Hall." A servant replied respectfully.

"Yeah." Feng Xiyun nodded slightly, heading straight to Wuhe Hall, followed by Jiu Wei.

Just stepping into the gate of the palace, there was singing—

...It's still a picture of Lotus in the water,

Qingsi still has smoke in her eyebrows.

Feng Xiyun frowned, "Does Miss Feng like "Drunken Song" so much?"

"Perhaps everyone wants to drunk songs once." Jiu Wei said calmly.

Crossing the long corridor, turning around the rockery, Wuhe Hall is right in front of you, and the palace servants and servants standing in front of the hall quietly salute the Qing King.

Whichen re-plays Green Qiqin,

Wearing my pomegranate skirt.

The "General's Order" was broken through the opening of the throat,

Lv Luo Wu opens "The Water Lotus".

In the elegant and somewhat casual Dancing Crane Hall, the unparalleled singers are singing and singing, and in the center of the hall, the dancers in red clothes are dancing, and on the high jade steps, Feng Lan Xi leaned slightly on the jade seat, holding a jade cup, his black eyes half-open and half-closed, not sure whether he was drunk for the wine or for the singing and dancing in front of him.

Hongyan and Bijiu complement each other,

Liu Bo is drunk and full.

The voiceless sound of a pipa is like a shallow stream flowing out of a stream, and the singing is like a bell knocking in the wind, and there is still a trace of sentimental hope in Qingyue. The dancer whirled lightly along with the song, a red cloud flying around like a burning cloud, and a red lotus blooming on the blue lotus when spinning around, beautiful and charming.

Don’t know the darkness of autumn for a long time,

Zonghuan doesn't remember running water.

Where did the white jade flute fly,

The sound of folding willows and the sound of breaking hibiscus.

Feng Lanxi's half-closed eyes suddenly opened and shot directly at the entrance of the hall. This subtle move attracted Feng Qiwu's attention. The sound of the pipa breathes, the song clears and rests, and when you look away, the figure standing outside the temple may be a bit gloomy because of the light behind it.

The song stops suddenly, and the dancer who dances to herself is like a puppet with a lost soul, not knowing what to do next.

"Waiting to see King Qing." Feng Qiwu bowed down with Pipa Yingying in his arms.

"Meet the King Qing." The charming dancer hurriedly followed to salute.

"Get up all." Feng Xiyun stepped into the hall, "Girl Feng's singing can make people forget worry, and the girl's dancing posture is so beautiful that it makes people lose their souls."

"Thank you for the praise from King Qing, Qiwu retire first." Feng Qiwu bowed to Yingying and left the temple.

The dancer saw Feng Qiwu leaving, and followed him busy, "Thank you, King Qing, for your praise, and the slave servants will leave first."

When Feng Xiwu and the dancers left, Feng Xiyun looked at Feng Lanxi leaning on the jade seat, and then recalled the scene of the previous talent, suddenly a sense of absurdity in her heart, so that she couldn't help but smile slightly She got up, but the laughter was sharp that she hadn't noticed.

"The loneliness came at an untimely time and disturbed King Yong's Yaxing."

"When does the Qing King think it's good to come?" Feng Lanxi got up from the jade seat and slowly walked down the king's steps, still holding the jade cup in his hand, and looked calmly at the people in the hall.

Feng Xiyun looked at the people slowly approaching, and she was startled for a moment. In the same manner, Yu Wuyuan is elegant and agile, and the dynasty is the king's arrogant and domineering, but he walked down from the jade step, only a few random steps, but he was freehand and chic, whether it was a smile on his face or a cup holding The gestures all reveal a smooth and picturesque beauty.

"Or in the dead of night..." After a step, Feng Lanxi lowered her head slightly, her dark eyes are like bottomless deep pools, but due to the refraction of light, a few faint rays of light are reflected, "Qing Wang wish Bring some wine to walk on the moon, and find a lonely boiled wine to discuss heroes?" After that, he glanced at Feng Xiyun's back seemingly inadvertently.

That glance made Jiu Wei, who had been standing quietly, stunned. He lowered his eyes, smiled silently, and silently exited the hall.

Feng Xiyun looked at Feng Lan and raised her brows slightly, "Although the night is long, Yongwang has no shortage of wine tasting and evening talkers."

"However, the only one who can drink a thousand cups with Gu without being drunk is the Azure King." Feng Lanxi smiled lightly, the corners of his eyes raised slightly, and the dark eyes glittered.

"Oh?" Feng Xiyun raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly ironically, "I think King Yong is a bit drunk today, or do you mean...Is it not intoxicating that everyone is drunk?"

"The lone is not drunk, but..." Feng Lanxi raised the jade cup close to the tip of his nose, sniffed, and shook his head regretfully, "This is Lanruo wine made this year. Why does it smell sour?" As he said, he took a step forward, bowed his head, and breathed out the scent of wine on Feng Xiyun's cheek, "Does Qing Wang smell it?" While speaking, he moved his wrist and the jade cup was in the wind. Xiyun's lips.

For no reason, Feng Xiyun's face became hot, her eyes lowered, and she took a step back, but Feng Lanxi took a step closer, and the jade cup still stopped on Feng Xiyun's lips.

Seeing this, Feng Xiyun raised his eyes, staring at the person in front of him with a little annoyance, "The King Yong is really drunk. This wine is very fragrant and has no sour taste."

"Really?" Feng Lanxi chuckled.

Feng Xiyun lowered her head uncomfortably, her eyes darkened, and her scent of wine blew on her sideburns, "Qing Wang has to taste it to know." While her low voice sounded in her ears, she only I felt that I couldn't move as soon as my waist was tight, and my lips felt cold, and a clear stream poured from the jade cup into his mouth.

"You..."

She just spoke, and her lips became hot and she couldn't speak anymore.

Feng Lan flicked his hand, the jade cup flew down, and at the same time his sleeves flicked, and the door of the temple closed silently. He stretched out his long arm and took the person in front of him into his arms. The Azure King can only be drunk with the loneliness!" The light words carry absolute domineering, "So, when the Azure King wants to get drunk in the future, just sing and listen alone!"

In response, there was a very soft hum, and then the hall was quiet, but it was overflowing with the fragrance and sweetness of the room full of lanruo wine, and occasionally there was a groan that seemed a little hasty and resembled a sigh.

After a long time, Feng Xiyun's gasps and whispers sounded in the hall, "It's not like you."

"Xiyun," Feng Lanxi whispered softly, her fingertips supporting her chin, perhaps it was the taint of wine, the snow jade ice cheeks were like a faint rouge, and the cherry lips were red and clear. The autumn waves in his eyes overflowed, "The red face and the green wine are in sympathy, Liubo is drunk and full..." He bowed his head, his forehead touched, his nose entangled, "The pity and intention in the future belong to me!"

"It's really not like you." Feng Xiyun still said that. Leaning back slightly, wanting to see the person in front of him clearly, raise his hand to caress the face that is close at hand, eyebrows are still handsome and elegant, only the eyes that used to be deep as the sea have become a little different, dark pupils Stars flashed in her eyes, and a little bit of starlight filled with tenderness. At that moment, she was a little startled, "We..." softly spoke, but the words came to her lips but closed again, and then a long sigh. A faint smile appeared on his lips, and the smile was illusory.

The silence in the hall was restored again. After more than ten years of acquaintance, the two got so close for the first time, their heads and necks crossed for the first time...in the Wuhe Hall hidden by the door.

In the gazebo in the garden, Feng Xiwu sat silently holding the Pipa with his head down, as if thinking about something in a daze, but his cold face never showed the slightest emotion.

"Sister Feng."

The delicate voice awakened the pondering Feng Qiwu. She looked up and saw Bai Langhua standing in front of her.

"Have you found General Xiu?" Feng Qiwu said calmly.

"I can't find him, and I don't know where to find him." Bai Langhua sat down in front of Feng Xiwu, the once little face that didn't know what the sadness was, is now full of sadness, "Except for He can be seen beside Qing Wang, and I really don't know where to find him." At the end, the voice gradually became lower, as if it was just an unconscious mutter.

Feng Xiwu looked at her, and a trace of sympathy and empathy suddenly poured out in his heart.

The two were sitting, quiet in the pavilion.

"I hate myself." Bai Langhua said suddenly.

Feng Qiwu was startled and looked at Bai Langhua.

"I hate myself, I really hate it!" Bai Langhua looked forward blankly, "This is the palace where I grew up, but now it has become someone else's; I sit here safely , But my father and brother are on the run; I am the princess of Beizhou Bai’s, but at this moment I am not only a prisoner, but I don’t think of revenge..."

"Langhua..." Feng Qiwu called out softly, but didn't know how to comfort the person in front of him.

Bai Langhua didn’t seem to hear it, and still stared blankly at the front, “I am arrogant and intelligent. I am always full of delusions. I think I’m more beautiful than Princess Junran and smarter than Princess Xiyun. I don’t know how ignorant and self-reliant I am until today...Even I hate myself, how can others like me?"

Hearing these words from Bai Langhua, Feng Qiwu felt pity in his heart. I still remember the first time I saw her, she was so innocent and bright, but in front of her, there was confusion in her eyes and misery on her face. Tribulation makes people grow, but after growth, that flawless Langgan flower will eventually disappear.

"Langhua," Feng Xiwu put the pipa on the table, stretched out his hand and gently held Bai Langhua's hand, "you may not have the beauty of a pure princess, nor the princess Xiyun's ingenious talent, but you They also have what they could not have."

"What do I have?" Bai Langhua widened his eyes, like a lost white rabbit, looking at the person in front of him helplessly.

"As long as you smile and live every day like before, one day you will understand from others' eyes." Feng Qiwu did not say clearly.

Bai Langhua looked at her suspiciously.

"Come on, smile first." Feng Qiwu patted her face.

Bai Langhua pulled his lips and smiled. Although he was a little reluctant, he dispelled the sorrow on his face. The Langgan flower with its petals gradually rolled up and bloomed again.

"Look, when you smile, isn't he here?" Feng Qiwu suddenly pointed behind her.

Bai Langhua hurriedly turned her head and saw Fengyun riding the four generals in silver armor walking by in the distance. At a glance, she saw the figure walking at the end. Her heart was pounding, her cheeks were hot, and she quickly turned back. , Looking at Feng Xiwu, he bowed his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"No matter how shy you are, people will have to go far." Feng Qiwu's lips opened with a light smile.

"Huh?" Bai Langhua hurriedly turned around. As expected, the four of them had already turned the corridor, and would not be able to see them after a few steps. She got up immediately, but couldn't move her step away. She was anxious, but saw the four people stop. Lin Ji, who was next to Xiu Jiurong, said something to him, turning his head to look here. Immediately facing her gaze, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if to jump out of her chest.

It seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then Xiu Jiurong walked over here, while the other three generals stood there, all looking at this side with a smile.

As Xiu Jiurong gets closer and closer, Bai Langhua’s snow-like face is stained with a red glow, and Shui Lingling’s apricot eyes are even more rippling at this time, just like Feng Qiwu watching from the side. Can't help but admire her at the moment.

However, Xiu Jiurong is like a wooden person, and has no feeling for the beautiful flowers in front of him. He walked to the pavilion and glanced at the two people in the pavilion. Seeing that they were all looking at him, he blushed and bowed his head. .

There was silence in front of the pavilion, and no one spoke. Bai Langhua looked at Xiu Jiurong, Xiu Jiurong looked at the ground, and Feng Xiwu looked at the two.

After another moment, Xiu Jiurong finally raised his head to look at Bai Langhua. Although the redness on his face has not faded away, his eyes are firm and clear, "Princess Langhua."

"Huh?" Bai Langhua was still a little dazed. This is the first time they have stood so close since they signed the marriage contract, and this is the first time he has spoken to her.

Xiu Jiurong looked at this beautiful fiancee who looked like a morning glow in front of him, looked at those clear and flawless eyes, with a look of hope in the tenderness, somehow he gave birth to a trace of guilt, "Princess, Jiurong tomorrow I followed the Lord and left."

"Huh?" Bai Langhua blinked as if he didn't understand what he said.

"The battlefield is not suitable for the princess, please stay in the palace." Xiu Jiurong said again.

"You want me to stay?" Bai Langhua stared at him without blinking.

"This is the meaning of Lord and King Yong." Xiu Jiurong said.

"Then do you want me to go or do you want me to stay?" Bai Langhua asked.

When Xiu Jiurong heard the words, his delicate brows moved slightly, and he watched Bai Langhua say clearly: "Jiu Rong hopes that the princess will stay in the palace."

"Well, I will stay." Bai Langhua agreed.

Xiu Jiurong couldn't think of her promise to be so refreshing, and couldn't help but froze, but he immediately bowed his head and solemnly said: "Then please take care of the princess." After that, he turned and left.

"Wait." Bai Langhua blurted out.

Xiu Jiurong stopped and turned around.

Bai Langhua didn't know what to say, he screamed for a moment, then said: "You...will you come back?"

Xiu Jiurong looked at Bai Langhua with a face of shame, and was slightly moved. He glanced at the bead chain that Feng Xiyun gave her on her wrist, stared for a moment, and said: "The princess can send it for a long time. Can you accommodate a gift?"

"Yes!" Bai Langhua replied without thinking, "What do you want?"

"Can I give this bracelet to Jiurong?" Xiu Jiurong pointed to the bead chain between her wrists.

Feng Qiwu, who was watching silently, moved his heart when he heard the words, and his gaze at Xiu Jiurong was thoughtful.

"Okay!" Bai Langhua took off the bead chain, walked out of the pavilion and handed it to Xiu Jiurong, staring at him, "Then you should give me a gift back, too?"

Looking at the bead chain in his palm, Xiu Jiurong gently put his hands together, raised his eyes to look at Bai Langhua, "When Jiurong comes back, he will give the princess a gift." When he said this, his tone was calm and his eyes were serious. .

Feng Qiwu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmm." Bai Langhua nodded, "Then I will wait."

"Princess, take care." Xiu Jiurong turned and left.

After Xiu Jiurong walked far away, Feng Qiwu walked out of the pavilion, looking at Bai Langhua who was still staring at Xiu Jiurong's back, and whispered: "That beaded chain is a token of the marriage agreement given to you by the Azure King, why don't you Give it to General Xiu instead?"

"You will give me your sword when you come back!" Bai Langhua called out suddenly.

Xiu Jiurong's back figure disappeared from the corridor, and I don't know if I heard it.

"You must give me your saber when you come back..." Bai Langhua murmured softly. His saber almost took her life when in Dingcheng, but she just wanted that sword.

Feng Xiwu sighed slightly, stopped talking, and looked at Bai Langhua with compassion. Such a simple Langtang flower, I think no one will be cruel to hurt, I hope... I hope it was just her careless.

"Sister Feng." Bai Langhua fell on Feng Qiwu's shoulder, tears dripping from his eyes.

"General Xiu is a responsible man." Feng Xiwu remembered Xiu Jiurong's last look, "If he...he returns, he will marry you as his wife, and you will be very happy." That's how it was said, but thinking of the bead chain he was leaving, he was a little worried. What's wrong, why do you want to take the token given by the Qing King alone? But she believed that Xiu Jiurong's last words, he would come back, he would marry Langhua after coming back, and treat her wholeheartedly.

"I don't know what kind of person he is, but... but it hurts when I see him. If I can't see him, it hurts even more here." Bai Langhua murmured, touching his chest.

The shoulders were wet, and Feng Qiwu's heart was sour. "He will treat you well and you will be happy."

"Yeah." Bai Langhua nodded, then looked up at Feng Qiwu, "Jiu Rong will be nice to me, what about my sister?"

"I...I will be satisfied as long as I can play songs and sing for them all my life." Feng Qiwu said calmly.

"Sister." Bai Langhua hugged Feng Qiwu suddenly.

Feng Qiwu let her hold her, looking up at the sky, without tears in her eyes.

On September 8th, Mo Yuqi and Fengyunqi set off from the Northern Capital, Moyuqi went to Zhencheng, and Fengyunqi went to the end city.

The Northern King, who had fled to Zhencheng, did not wait for Mo Yuqi to arrive. After leaving some defenders, he left for Wancheng.

On September 12th, Mo Yu rode through Zhencheng.

On September 14th, Fengyun Rider attacked the end city.

Mo Yu rides towards Wancheng after breaking through Zhencheng. At this time, the Northern King had already gathered the two armies of Wancheng and Juancheng, starting from Wancheng and taking the Dicheng of the King of Praying for Clouds.

On September 18th, the Northern King attacked Dicheng.

On September 19th, Mo Yu rode through Wancheng.

On September 22nd, Mo Yuqi set off from Wancheng to Dicheng. On the same day, the Northern King led his army from Dicheng to attack Jincheng in the Kingdom of Qiyun......

This is the only peculiar scene in history. The Northern King kept conquering the Kingdom of Qiyun, but King Yong always chased him immediately after he took the city. Then the Northern King hurriedly led his troops to flee, and then marched towards the Kingdom of Qiyun, and the city he had just breached was In the hands of King Yong...

Many years later, when someone talked about this period of history, they said that the King of the North was like a hungry wolf, but behind him, he was chasing the king of the beasts-King Yong. In order not to become food for others, the king had to flee, catching one antelope one after another to replenish his stamina along the way, but there was not enough time to eat it. The tiger was already here, so he left the antelope that had only been nibbling and fled... …The Northern King repeatedly attacked the city and deserted and fled, while the Yong King repeatedly pursued and captured the city, and the superiority and the inferiority were clear.

Some people compare this period of history to a cat and mouse play. King Yong is in control of the whole situation, but he wants to play with the rat that has long been trembling, but the North King who is holding his head does not understand, but he has no other way, only to continue to flee, just want to catch A weapon that can defeat cats-the emperor of the imperial capital!

So every time the Northern King left a city, he would take away all the food and wealth in the city, and put all the food and wealth in the city away. But obviously, his move did not play the slightest role. The Yong army not only had sufficient food, grass and weapons, but also distributed food to help the refugees in the city every time it went to a city to help the people rebuild their homes. The result was nothing more than the name of King Yong. It's just spread farther and wider.

"Does the Northern King know that he was burned to Biyahai, and our granary is still full."

Ren Chuanyu said so arrogantly. In the underground palace, the Feng Clan of Qingzhou has accumulated hundreds of years of wealth and reached ten Youzhou, plus Yongzhou's own surplus treasury, and Fenglanxi's ten years of wealth, this is not a lie.

"The master can win the Blue King as the queen, there are nine benefits, but the only bad thing, and the only bad thing is that it is terribly bad."

When Ren Chuanyu said this, only Mo Yu was riding the four generals beside him. At that time, the four generals all sneered, but what happened in the future was justified.

While Mo Yuqi was chasing the Northern King, Fengyunqi attacked Ucheng, Yuancheng, and Juancheng longitudinally. By the end of September, the three cities of Qiyun King Territory that had been captured by the Bai clan of Beizhou had been All into the palm of Qing Wang.

On October 4th, Qing Wang sent troops to attack the city on the grounds that the remnant party of the four sons of Beizhou fled into Yancheng.

On the same day, Yancheng was broken.

Yancheng used to be the Liangcheng of Qingzhou. So far, the vast territories of Qingzhou, Yongzhou, and Beizhou are all at the feet of Fenglanxi and Fengxiyun. Nearly half of the Great Eastern Empire is held in the hands of Fenglanxi and Fengxiyun.

On the other side, Youzhou Jinyi riding under the leadership of Qiu Jiushuang and Xiao Xuekong, has captured the six cities of Qiyun King's Domain, and then jointly captured the Emperor Yu of Jiancheng in Shangzhou, and attacked the city on both sides. Dong Tao Ye, the defender of the city, had no choice but to abandon the city when the enemy was widowed. Before that, the three young men from Youzhou led 50,000 golden knights to attack the city, but Dong Taoye was defeated and almost the entire army was wiped out. After the three young men were killed in battle and the city was broken, Qiu Jiushuang and Xiao Xuekong So the offensive was suspended, Yu Zhangcheng rested, and Huang Yu led the army to join the dynasty.

By the end of September, Jizhou Zhengtianqi, under the leadership of Huangchao and Huangyu, had captured all cities in Shangzhou except the royal capital and Yacheng.

At the beginning of October, the imperial court ordered Huangyu to lead the attack to Yacheng in Shangzhou. The defender of this city would be Tuobahong, and he himself led the march towards the capital of the king of Shang. He must conquer the capital of the king of Shang in one fell swoop and bring Shangzhou into it completely. In the palm of the hand, but this move was opposed.

"Brother Wang, you stay in Hecheng to recuperate, and you will be given to you to take the King of Business Capital after your courtiers conquer Yacheng!" Huang Yu discouraged his brother.

After conquering Shengcheng, the leader of the dynasty pursued Ding Xi, but was shot in the right chest and left shoulder with a thunder crossbow by the commercial army. The strength of the Thunder Crossbow is not comparable to that of ordinary bows and arrows. If it weren't for the imperial power to protect the body, if it were for someone else, I was afraid that it would be pierced by the crossbow and killed on the spot!

While Dynasty was injured at the time but did not truce, he just cut off the arrow feathers, and then continued to fight until the victory returned to the city. When he saw Yu Wuyuan, he relaxed in one breath and fainted on the spot. He was completely dressed in purple armor. Blood armor.

After that, he refused to take good care of his wounds. Three days later, he led the army to attack Loucheng, then Luncheng and Yucheng... Until yesterday, when he was competing with Huang Yu, the wound broke again.

"Your injury must be taken care of for at least half a year, otherwise...the future will be endless!" Yu Missing, who has always been indifferent, is rarely solemn at this time.

"I don't have time to recuperate." Dynasty refused.

"Brother Wang!" Huang Yu, who has always been obedient to his brother, has rarely been hardened at this moment. "The king of Shang can attack at any time, but your injury cannot be delayed!"

"This injury is nothing." Huang Chao got up and walked to the window, the golden sun shining on him from the open window, as if the light was coming from himself, and the figure appeared extraordinarily tall , "They are almost reaching the imperial capital, how can I fall behind them!"

Behind him, Yu Wuyuan raised his brows slightly when he heard this, and looked at the man who was standing by the window, but his eyes were only looking for nine days. The long-held worry finally turned into reality.

"Even if you are not recuperating for half a year, you have to recuperate for at least half a month." Yu Wuyuan made the last effort to persuade, "In half a month, they can't hold the entire world in their palms."

"Yes, Brother Wang, you have to rest for at least half a month, and within half a month your courtiers will capture Yacheng, and then take the capital of Shang Wang!" Huang Yu promised.

"Half a month, for them, it is enough to take down thousands of miles of fertile soil." The Dynasty's voice was low, but very firm, "How can I stop to rest while they are running? Cangmang Mountain... …I must go!"

At that moment, Huang Yu looked at his brother, and only felt that an urgent desire was coming from him, but at that moment he couldn’t tell whether Brother Wang wanted to hold the world in his palm as soon as possible, or Longing to see his opponent as soon as possible.

"Dynasty, you are not copper-skinned and iron-boned, so you can't just watch the front and run, you have to stop and rest, look back at the left and right behind you." Yu Wuyuan looked helplessly at the Dynasty.

"There is you behind me, brothers on the left and right, Xuekong, and Jiushuang...I don’t need to look back." Huang Chao never looked back, he understood the worry in Yu Wuyuan’s words, but he couldn’t stop, "I Just go forward and try my best to run to the highest place and meet them...and then hold this world in your palm!"

The tone is absolutely unchanged. No one speaks any more. Huang Yu just looked at his brother silently and heartbrokenly, and then turned his begging gaze to Yu Wuyuan.

The last thing that sounded in the room was Yu Wuyuan's deep sigh.