Wait a minute, heroine

"Da da da……"

Unknowingly, it was getting dark, and there was a soft sound of claws kicking the door at the window.

Ye Jingtang opened his eyes silently, looked down at the bandage on his chest, then turned over, sat up, put on his shoes, and opened the window.

"grumble……"

Outside the window, the big bird who had stayed up all night let out a sleepy sound, and then fell straight forward.

Ye Jingtang quickly raised his hand to catch it and rubbed it to express comfort. Then he put the bird in the bamboo hat and turned around to start dressing.

There was trouble in Xiaoshan Fort last night, and the wind naturally became louder and louder during the day. Standing in the inn room, you could hear the chatter of the gangsters. Even Long Zhengqing's letter of challenge was spread very quickly. Arriving in town:

"...Zhuojiu Qingfeng is waiting for the young dragon. This is obviously a declaration of war. Long Zhengqing has not shown up for many years, so why did he suddenly show up in Wanghai Tower..."

"Sooner or later, the third and second eldest son of the Night Jing Hall will come to fight. Long Zhengqing may have seen that the King of Hell rushed too fast, so instead of being beaten up, he might as well set up a big arena. Let’s compete, if you lose like this, it’s just a ranking exchange, there’s no shame in it…”

"That's true...who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

"Ye Dayanwang is the military leader with the most achievements after Fengguancheng. He can't even suppress Jihua Ling, and Long Zhengqing is probably hanging..."

"The most difficult test for the King of Hell that night was probably the leader of Pingtian. One is good and the other is evil, one is an official and the other is a gangster. If we encounter this, we will definitely lose our lives..."

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Ye Jingtang tied his belt and listened at the window. When he saw people talking about Pingtian Cult Leader, his mind somehow recalled the white lumps of ice...

According to his estimation, the final appearance of the leader of Pingtian should be that he has returned to his original nature.

There is a world of difference between Wu Kui and the Grandmaster in one step, and the same is true further up. Now that Pingtian Cult Master has taken that step, it won't be long before he is on an equal footing with Zuoxian King of Beiliang.

He used that magical sword in Xicheng Port, and even stabbed Linghu Guanzhi to death with one finger last night, which was actually a step forward.

But reaching that level so far relies on a flash of inspiration, and it's not yet fully grasped. It can be said to be half a foot outside the door.

How to capture and consolidate that feeling is currently a problem. It feels like there is too little accumulation...

Ye Jingtang thought so, put on his clothes, went out to the room, and wanted to go downstairs to fetch water to wash up, but stopped when he passed the door.

It was quite late last night, and Shui'er was very naughty. She and Miss Fan rolled on the bed for a long time. As a result, she didn't fall asleep until dawn, and she still hasn't woken up yet.

Ye Jingtang was listening next door and couldn't participate in the conversation. In fact, it was quite uncomfortable. After pausing at the door for a while, he opened the door and took a look.

The next room has similar furnishings, except for a table and chairs, which is a bed; two dresses are placed on the shelf at the head of the bed, and two pairs of embroidered shoes are placed on the floor.

Xuanji, the real person, was lying on her side, wearing white thin trousers and a wine gourd bellyband. She held the graceful beauty in her arms with both hands. She looked like a male-female evil fairy who was sleeping with his wife in his arms.

Fan Qinghe was lying outside with his back to Master Xuanji. His clothes were tighter, but they were a bit messy from being rubbed. Even in his sleep, there was still a sense of hopelessness between his eyebrows.

As soon as Ye Jingtang opened the door, she saw Shui'er's eyes open a little. She looked at him and then at Qing He in front of her. Then she raised her right hand and held the hot water bottle that she couldn't hold with one hand. , pinched gently but not hard.

On Fan Qinghe's dark-colored clothes, traces of his fingers being sunk in can clearly be seen...

After Xuanji pinched it, she lay down and closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep like it had nothing to do with me, and there was no movement.

?

Ye Jingtang didn't expect that Shui'er wanted to frame him. Seeing that Miss Fan was woken up by rubbing, he quietly closed the door. Soon, a conversation came from the room:

"Witch! Are you sleeping to death? It's already dawn..."

"Hmm~..."

"Get up, it's true, you're still moving your hands and feet while you're asleep..."

…

A moment later, outside the inn.

Because the charcoal red horse was too eye-catching, Ye Jingtang moved the horse out and parked it in a side alley. The fat black horse, which was originally quite mighty, looked like a fat donkey when standing side by side.

Ye Jingtang put the unconscious bird into the bag on the side of the horse. After tying up his belongings, he led the horse and waited for a moment before footsteps sounded from behind.

Master Xuanji walked out of the back door, and it was difficult to see the demonic appearance in the room. She was dressed in white as snow and had a fairy-like temperament, and her demeanor was quite cold.

Fan Qinghe, on the other hand, was wearing a dark skirt and a curtain hat, and looked very arrogant. After seeing the night terror, his eyes were still a little dodgeful, and he silently walked to the other side of the big black horse, burying his head in putting things away.

Master Xuanji came forward, casually helped Ye Jingtang tidy up his clothes, raised his eyes and asked:

"Go back to Jiangzhou City first?"

"Wanghai Tower is over in Lin'an County. Let's go and check the situation first. I just have a flesh wound, nothing wrong with it. I'll probably be fine by the time I get there."

…

Fan Qinghe stood nearby, and in a blink of an eye he saw the witch who looked like a good daughter-in-law. Her red lips moved slightly. She wanted to lower her head and pretend she didn't see it, but she knew that the witch was deliberately angry with her. After thinking about it, she pretended to be calm and frowned:

"It's broad daylight, and you're not afraid of people seeing you?"

Master Xuanji looked as still as a mountain, and even deliberately leaned closer to his arms.

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang turned his head and wanted to help Miss Fan smooth her hair around her ears and level a bowl of water. However, Fan Qinghe quickly lowered his head to avoid it and ran to the other side of the black horse:

"You two ride on the same horse, and I'll go my own way. Let's go quickly."

Master Xuanji was just teasing Qinghe on purpose. She was riding the same horse as Ye Jingtang. She was afraid that she would be touched like the River Goddess, so she jumped and landed on the back of the big black horse:

"Drive~"

Hoof-clack, hoof-clack...

The horse walked towards the entrance of the alley.

"Eh?"

Fan Qinghe stayed where he was. When he saw Ye Jingtang and the only remaining horse, his eyes suddenly panicked. He quickly chased after him and jumped behind Master Xuanji:

"You don't have a horse, right? This is the one I came here to ride on..."

"I'm giving you a chance."

"What chance do you give me? I haven't settled the accounts with you for what happened last night..."

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Ye Jingtang watched the two of them go further and further away. He couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. He got on the charcoal red horse and followed behind. He also remembered something in his heart.

When setting off from the capital, Yuhu said he would go back after a few days of fun, and Dabenben would ride Rouge Tiger over then. It had already been almost a month since he left the capital, and Benben must be impatient...

Kick, kick...

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Boom——

Boom——

The distant morning bell rang from the Bell and Drum Tower, and spread to thousands of streets and lanes in the capital.

Standing on the top of Mingyu Tower in the east of the city, Dongfang Liren spread his arms in front of the screen and asked the maid to wear a silver python skirt. His eyes jumped across the screen and looked at the snow-capped imperial city. His eyes always carried the majesty and clearness of a superior. He was proud, but there was a hint of tiredness deep in his eyes.

It has been more than twenty days since I became the regent in the capital and helped my sister handle the government affairs. Dongfang Liren gradually adapted to the rhythm of life, but he also understood what it meant to be alone.

All the relatives and friends she could talk to were gone, and she was the only one left in the capital. Although there were more than ten thousand people, after finishing the business, she didn't even have anyone to accompany her to relieve her boredom, so her life could be said to be quite lonely.

Dongfang Liren felt a little sorry when he thought that his sister had been like this every day for the past ten years, but she was enjoying all the wealth and honor in the world under the protection of her wings.

Although it was boring and boring, she still suppressed the urge to urge her sister, and even thought that nothing big would happen to the court in a short period of time, so that she could stay in charge for a while and her sister could play outside for a longer time.

But she was indeed a little itchy about the situation in Jiangzhou.

The young master is six feet tall, but his average facial features hide all aspects of his sourness...

Thinking of the private message sent back by his sister from Jiangzhou, Dongfang Li was also amazed by it. He could even imagine his sister sitting at the banquet and witnessing the verbal battle between Ye Jingtang and Jiangzhou Talent - at that time, her sister should Be as happy as a monkey...

When I got back home, I must have copied it on the bed and thought about it for most of the night, and complained about why my mother-in-law gave birth to her so stupid...

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With such random thoughts and waiting for his clothes to be put on, Dongfang Liren came to the desk, picked up the pile of memorials in front of him, and started to deal with today's errands.

But before I read the two books, there were footsteps outside the door. The maid appeared at the door and bowed to report:

"Your Highness, there is a student from Beiliang outside, who calls herself Hua Qingzhi. She wants to see Your Highness. Do you want to invite her in?"

"Hua Qingzhi?"

Dongfang Liren was stunned. She still remembered this talented woman from Yanjing who could bring pressure to her. However, she had not seen her since Longyin Tower. She only knew that she was studying in the Imperial College, but she didn't pay attention to it because she was busy with government affairs. Pass.

Hearing that Hua Qingzhi dared to come to the door to ask for a meeting, Dongfang Liren was a little curious. He put down the book, got up and walked downstairs:

"Where is she?"

"Outside the door, His Highness wants to go out in person to greet you?"

"Her legs and feet are not convenient, so we can't let her climb the stairs..."

"oh……"

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At the same time, outside the main entrance of the palace.

Flying snow like catkins sprinkled on the street, and the palace guards in armor stood on the street, looking at a carriage parked outside the palace gate from the corner of their eyes.

The carriage had no decorations, but it was quite spacious. Guard Hua Ning served as the driver. Because he was here to pay a visit to the second emperor of the Wei Dynasty, he was a little nervous. He stood upright beside the carriage, breathing reservedly.

A wheelchair covered with white mink velvet was placed next to the carriage. Hua Qingzhi, who was wearing a winter skirt, was sitting on it, holding a small brass heater in her hands and a soft blanket on her knees. She looked bookish and looked up. Looking at the dragon screen wall inside the door.

Luzhu put on a lady's dress that was common in Yun'an, and held a long wooden box in her arms. Perhaps she was afraid that the cold wind would chill the lady, so she stood to the side to block the breeze with her body, and whispered in a low voice:

"Prince Jing is now the regent. We are common people and northerners. Isn't it inappropriate to come and ask for an audience?"

Hua Qingzhi held the heater to warm her hands and said softly:

"I'm leaving soon. It's hard to see each other again for the rest of my life. Although Prince Jing and I are far apart in status, we have played a game of chess. Regardless of whether Prince Jing sees him or not, he always has to come and say hello. .”

Lvzhu grew up in Yanjing. She stayed in Yun'an, which was equally prosperous but had a completely different taste, for nearly a month. She really wanted to spend some more time there.

But since Hua Ling, a gangster, caused a scene in Tianjie, it seems to have affected the friendship between the two countries. Li Shilang rarely goes out, and the officials of the Wei Dynasty are not very welcoming. He originally planned to stay until the end of the year. , less than a month later, Li Shilang was ready to return to the camp.

The students who went to Beijing to study would go back next spring as planned, but Hua Qingzhi was not here to study, she was just here for treatment with the envoy team.

Now that Dr. Wang has prescribed a prescription, he can take the medicine and adjust slowly, and there is no need to go to the medical clinic every day. The envoy team is going back to Beiliang, so they naturally have to follow them.

Luzhu thought about it for a moment and said with a bit of pity:

"Last time, the lady went to Duke Ye's mansion to deliver a pen. I thought we would socialize a few more times, but I didn't expect that Duke Ye would leave Beijing in two days. Once we leave, we may never see each other again..."

"When we meet, there is no need to ask about separation. There is no timetable for gathering and separation in life."

Hua Qingzhi sighed softly: "Young Master Ye is the favorite of the Wei Dynasty. We live in Yanjing and can still see him. It can only be that he led an army to the city of Yanjing. If that is the case, then I would rather I will never run into him again in this life.”

Lu Zhu knew that this was the truth. No matter how powerful Mr. Ye was, he would never go to Yanjing City alone just to reunite with his old friend.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhu felt more and more disappointed. After thinking about it, she whispered:

"If Mr. Ye really attacks Yanjing, considering his friendship with the young lady, he won't touch our palace, right? Even if the young lady is married by then, in order to repay this kindness, I'm afraid she will have to remarry... I don't know what Young Master Ye will do. I won’t look down on married young women…”

? ?

Hua Qingzhi raised her hand and flicked Luzhu's head:

"How could a great man like Mr. Ye, who has great national affairs at the forefront, engage in sexual favors for women? However, my grandfather has long since retired and returned to his hometown, and he is also prestigious among the aristocratic families. If our army is defeated and the Southern Dynasty wants to annex the north, it will still have to let Hu Dong Daru braided scriptures for the empress. If grandpa is willing to surrender, our family will naturally be safe and sound. If he is not willing, it will be nothing more than sacrificing the whole family for the country..."

Luzhu was just joking. Hearing this, he sighed softly:

"The rise and fall of the Three Kingdoms were so many things, and the characters in the two dynasties were so pitiful. The Southern and Northern Dynasties could obviously live in peace, but they insisted on fighting each other to the death. In the end, it was not our little daughter's family who could only go with the flow that suffered..."

After chatting like this for two days, after waiting for only a moment, footsteps were heard from behind the screen wall.

Tap tap tap...

Luzhu stopped talking, thinking that the maid who had reported the news was back, but when she looked up, she saw a figure wearing a silver python robe walking out.

The figure is very tall and walks with his head held high. The fat dragon on his chest trembles slightly. He looks much older than the delicate lady...

When Hua Qingzhi saw the Queen of Wei going out in person, surprise flashed through her eyes. She put down the small heater and prepared to stand up and salute.

Dongfang Liren walked out of the screen wall and raised his hand slightly when he saw this scene:

"Miss Hua, you don't have to get up. You've been recuperating in the capital for many days. Are your legs and feet feeling better?"

"My little lady pays homage to His Highness Prince Jing."

Hua Qingzhi still stood up using the armrests, folded her hands on her waist and bowed, smiling;

"The doctor Wang gave me a prescription and it's better than before, but it will still take a few years to recover."

Dongfang Liren came with his entourage. Since it was troublesome to move the wheelchair to Mingyu Tower, he raised his hand to signal Hua Qingzhi to sit down. Then he personally held the wheelchair and walked on the main street of Wangfu:

"Miss Hua is still young and will only be in her early twenties in a few years. Don't be impatient. I am good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting, but I do lack chess friends. If you have time in the future, you can come to the palace as a guest at any time."

Dongfang Liren's words were not polite. After all, Ye Jingtang and her sister had left, and she was going crazy all day long. Although she and Hua Qingzhi were not on good terms, it was also nice to have an equally matched opponent to bicker and compete with each other every day. A very interesting thing.

When Hua Qingzhi was in Yanjing, there was no rival among women at all. It was a pity that she didn't finish her contest with the Queen. She sighed softly after hearing this:

"Shilang Li has important matters at home. He is going back to the north soon, and I have to go back with him. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will definitely visit His Highness again and have a good chess competition."

Dongfang Liren knew that Li Si was going to go back in despair, but he didn't expect Hua Qingzhi to leave too.

We are in two countries, and Hua Qingzhi is a scholarly young lady with no skills in martial arts. The chance of seeing each other again in the rest of our lives is slim.

Dongfang Liren may be a hero who cherishes heroes, but he didn't want this talented girl to just disappear without a trace. He slowed down a little, thought for a while and said:

"It's a pity that we have to say goodbye and never see each other again. Miss Hua is just her daughter's family and has nothing to do with the situation between the two countries. If you are interested, you can actually find a good son in Yun'an. I will grant you a marriage decree. From now on, It is not impossible for my daughter to become an official..."

Hua Qingzhi relied on her talent and learning, not to mention being the number one scholar in high school, but she was still able to pass the imperial examinations, so she was considered a talent. The Wei Dynasty was also the female emperor, so it was indeed possible for her to be granted the title of female minister in the future.

Given Dongfang Liren's conditions, if she were an ordinary woman with some ambition, she would really stay and serve the Wei Dynasty.

But Hua Qingzhiming is just a young lady from a wealthy businessman's family, but secretly she is the granddaughter of the old master of Beiliang. Her background is not much different from that of the Queen Mother. If it weren't for the leg problems she suffered when she was young, she would already be the princess and princess now.

Facing the Queen's kindness, Hua Qingzhi did not reject it directly. She pondered for a moment and said half-jokingly:

"If you want to find love and longing, you can't find it anywhere, so you can only send your thoughts to the Yao Qin. The young master has a close friend, and it's hard to listen to him if he stays alone."

"..."

Dongfang Liren blinked and understood the meaning of these words - the young master he liked was already famous and had a wife, so if he stayed and poured out his heart to the sound of the piano, he would not be appreciated or listened to.

By saying this so bluntly, do you want me to pity your infatuation and accept you?

Dongfang Liren was not sure whether Hua Qingzhi was joking or was really poaching in person. After thinking about it, he didn't answer directly. He turned around and asked the maid to get a dagger and handed it to Hua Qingzhi:

"I said goodbye suddenly, and I didn't prepare a greeting gift. This thing is called 'Qinghe'. It was a favorite of the talented woman Gu Yanzhi of the previous dynasty. Miss Hua should like it."

Hua Qingzhi took the delicate light cyan dagger, surprise flashing in her eyes.

Hua Qingzhi has read a lot of books about the two dynasties, and has been stumped a few times by Ye Jingtang's "Wang Ting's Legacy". She has heard of the allusion to this dagger before.

It is said that during the previous dynasty, Miss Gu, who was born in a family of officials in the capital, accidentally met a young courtier who came to negotiate with the Northern Dynasty. They fell in love with each other at first sight. However, the situation between the two countries was tit-for-tat, and they could not finally get married.

Before leaving, the young official did not feel comfortable confiding in his true feelings, so he gave Miss Gu the dagger he carried with him, saying that he would definitely come to Yun'an again one day.

Miss Gu can be regarded as an infatuated person. For a word, she forced herself to stay at the age of twenty-eight. When her youth gradually passed away, everyone felt that Miss Gu had been deceived by the people of the Northern Dynasty and told her not to wait.

Unexpectedly, after the armistice and peace talks between the two dynasties and the relationship between them warmed up, the young official resigned and came to the Southern Dynasty as a scholar. Although he was over fifty years old, he never got married. It was not until he came to Yun'an that he and the same family were married. The unmarried Miss Gu is married.

In the end, when the scholar passed away, he had no children and spent all his wealth to build a cemetery outside Yun'an City. He wrote, "Three feet of soil beside the bridge, all the poor people should be buried" to give a home to the woman who could not finally get married in this life. The place where Hua Ling finally wanted to be buried was Hualiu Bridge, which was regarded as the first love interest of the previous dynasty.

The ending of this story is very good, but it is not very satisfactory. After all, the two of them had to wait until they were forty or fifty years old to get their wish, almost a lifetime of waiting.

The queen gave this to her, and her meaning was very clear - if you are interested in Ye Jingtang, just wait slowly, there is no chance.

Hua Qingzhi was just joking. She didn't have the same affection for Ye Jingtang as Miss Gu, but she did like the dagger. She nodded slightly and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. Your Highness gave you such a generous gift, but the little lady only prepared one painting, so she was a bit overwhelmed."

"oh?"

Seeing this, Dongfang Liren took the painting box from Luzhu, opened it and looked at it, only to see a snow scene inside - a cold river with winter snow, and a small boat floating on the river; she and Hua Qingzhi were sitting on the chess table. On the other side, she was concentrating on playing chess. The remaining game on the chessboard could even be seen as the unfinished game between her and Hua Qingzhi.

Next to him, there was a man wearing a black robe and a sword hanging from his waist. He stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his hands, looking at the distant mountains.

The artistic conception of the painting is very good, it has nothing to do with the status of the two dynasties, it only has the leisure and elegance of boating in the snow, but this family of three...

She reunited with Hua Qingzhi and continued the unfinished game of chess at Longyin Tower. What did it mean to draw Ye Jingtang next to her?

If we draw a few maids next to them, they can still be understood as followers. In this world, there are only one man and two women...

Dongfang Liren felt that the meaning of this painting was intriguing, but he really couldn't fault it in person. He just nodded slightly and put the painting away:

"I just hope that there will be such a day in the future."

Hua Qingzhi didn't actually have much meaning in painting this painting. She just wanted to reunite with the person she met. She smiled and said:

"Yes, just like this 'Qinghe', as long as you wait, you can always achieve what you want in the future."

"hehe……"

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I wish everyone a healthy Dragon Boat Festival!