Xian Dynasty Era

Chapter 419 Freshness

Chapter 419 Freshness

Su Zhao was silent for a while, and pondered: "Let's try it, our country is not good to intervene in this matter, we can only play it by ear, and send people to sneak into Jin country to find out the situation."

Even if he wanted to have a hand in the marriage between Qin and Jin, he would be beyond his reach.

But to be honest, he is not very familiar with the domestic political situation of Jin, but the four ministers of Jin reminded him of the historical evolution of the three divisions of Jin in his previous life.

The division of the three families into the Jin Dynasty is almost a symbolic event node when the Spring and Autumn Period turned to the Warring States Period.

"This world is worthy of being paradoxical with the history and humanities of the Spring and Autumn Period of China. Many of them can be seen in the shadow of the history of the previous life."

Su Zhao was deeply moved, and said a few more words with Cen Xiu and his ministers, and then got on his horse and walked towards the county town.

The night was shrouded in darkness, everything was silent, and in the official hall, there were staggered cups and cups, and the atmosphere was noisy.

It wasn't until the hour of Youzheng that Su Zhao, drunk and smelling of alcohol, walked towards a garden under Yiwei, the general of the imperial army led by Peng Ji.

It was the climax of the moon, and the carriage stopped in front of a house with carved beams and painted buildings, red walls and green walls.

This used to be the mansion of a prefect in Lianyang County. It has several courtyards, white walls and black tiles, green willows hanging around, deep gardens, pavilions, towers and pavilions, luxurious and gorgeous.

Speaking of which, since the city of Lianyang County was breached, many prefects and tyrants of the original Lianyang County packed up valuables, gold and silver, and fled north with their families. Therefore, such courtyards were left in Lianyang County. Down a lot.

They just obeyed Cen Xiu's disposition. They were not allowed to live in ordinary officials. They were sealed by soldiers and kept behind closed doors. They were treated as unowned mansions and put into the national treasury, waiting for the central government to dispose of them in a unified manner.

The house in front of me was requisitioned to serve as the residence of Marquis Su.

Su Zhao got out of the carriage and entered the backyard. Seeing that the lights were still on, he walked towards the light.

In the wing room, there was the sound of rushing water, Wei Jing was washing her feet under the service of the maid Nian Xia, holding a book in her hand to read, it was not a collection of classics and history, but a legendary picture book.

In this era, there are already active novelists, who either write stories about gifted scholars and beauties, or write stories about knight-errants and generals, which are circulated among the people in the market.

Wei Jing is holding this kind of book in her hand, and she is fascinated by it.

Nian Xia lowered her head to go to Wei Jing's shoes and socks, put the embroidered shoes aside, and gently placed them in the steaming hot water in the wooden basin, the beauty's white jade feet were like glass, crystal clear, and each jade toe was like new hair. Bamboo shoots, above the nails, Koudan is bright.

Wei Jing's hair hung down to her waist like a cloud of green silk, she raised her charming and beautiful face, and said in a clear voice, "What time is it? Your Majesty hasn't come back yet?"

Nian Xia said: "You time."

"I can do it myself." Wei Jing said, put down the book, signaled that Nian Xia didn't need to serve her, and said with emotion: "Lianyang County, as far as I am concerned, it can be regarded as revisiting the old place."

Wei Jing sighed, and did not continue to delve into this topic, but whispered: "How did you do what I ordered you to do?"

Nian Xia lowered his voice and said: "Madam, I have heard that Mrs. Wei is buried in the wild boar forest outside Wenyi City. As for the young master's tomb, I have not inquired about it."

Wei Jing heard the words, with a jade face and a cage frost, and sighed faintly.

After she arrived in Su, she secretly asked about Nian Xia's aunt Wei Shu's graveyard.

But Wei Shu's death was originally a secret of the imperial palace, maybe it was a taboo of that person, few people know about it.

Therefore, after twists and turns, as for today, I only found out where he was buried.

It's just that the princess of the Wei country at the beginning ended up being buried in the wilderness. How could she not feel sorry for the princess of the Wei country?

When she was young, although her aunt Wei Shu was arrogant, she was kind to her.

Wei Jing thought for a while, her cherry lips moved, and said: "I want to go to worship..."

Nian Xia Yu's face changed slightly, and she said in a clear voice: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this matter is inappropriate. When the servants inquired about it, they almost aroused suspicion. I think it's a taboo thing. I'm afraid that Marquis Su will not like it if you go."

Wei Jing pursed her cherry lips when she heard this, and was silent for a while.

How could she not know?

Her aunt Wei Shu deeply hated that person, if she went to pay homage, wouldn't she be disgusted by that person all her life?

"That's all." Wei Jing said quietly, for some reason, she felt a little sad for a moment.

And at this time, the voice of the palace maid suddenly came from outside the heavy bead curtain, "I have seen you, Your Majesty."

Su Zhao, tall and tall, strode into the wing room, looked up at Wei Jing, who had a gloomy appearance, was surprised, then turned to look at the books on the table beside him, and said with a smile: "What's the matter? look."

In fact, just now he heard the conversation between the master and the servant with his spiritual sense, but he just asked the question knowingly at the moment.

Wei Jingfang's heart tightened, she looked up and saw Su Zhao, and said, "It's nothing."

"That's good. Nianxia is going to prepare some water. I just want to take a bath." Su Zhao smiled, but didn't ask any further questions. For Wei Shu, the former wife of Wei Jing's aunt, it's hard to say how much she hates her now. Not so.

Looking back with her current state of mind, Wei Shu was just a stupid and wicked woman.

Thinking of this, Su Zhao looked at Wei Shu with a bright light in his eyes, and couldn't help thinking a little bit.

Speaking of Wei Jing's temperament, she is somewhat different from her aunt Wei Shu, but this woman still retains a lot of girlish innocence.

I remember when we first met, I felt that Wei Jing's tea smelled of tea, and she had the potential of a bit of a bad woman.

"If I hadn't met me, it's hard to say that this girl won't follow in the footsteps of her aunt." Su Zhao's heart moved slightly, thinking.

I don't know how many daughters, they were innocent when they were in the boudoir, but as they got older, they gradually became mean and resentful.

Wei Jing said softly, "How long are we going to stay in Lianyang County?"

Su Zhao said: "Make some adjustments, and we will start tomorrow. Speaking of which, in order to hurry, all the troops have not stopped all the way, so it is time to make some adjustments, otherwise it will be bad if you become a tired soldier after a long journey."

Said, sitting next to Wei Jing, looking down at the glazed jade feet in the tub, although I don't know how many times I played with (child), but I still have a bit of a heartbeat.

Reluctantly withdrawing his gaze, he landed on the blue-covered book beside him, and said with a light smile, "Why do you look at these?"

Wei Jing said: "Look through the stories at will. The stories about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies are sour and fake, but they are not bad for entertainment."

Of course, there is no entertainment in this era.

"I thought...you didn't like these things." Su Zhao laughed and said in a clear voice, "If you like to hear this story, I'll tell you a story later."

Wei Jing's beautiful eyes were shining, she looked at Liubo, and said curiously: "What story."

"Then tell a story about a talented man and a beautiful woman." Su Zhao smiled.

From the previous life of Blue Star, I don't know how many love stories have been reserved, from the love of immortals, the love of monsters, the love of humans and ghosts, it really has everything that one expects to find.

Wei Jing didn't believe it, and said, "You know this?"

In her impression, the person in front of her is a young man who is a king, cold and affectionate, with a cruel heart, what else?

The bright lights illuminated a bright and delicate face like a flowering epiphyllum.

Life always needs some freshness, otherwise it will be a pool of stagnant water.

The two were talking, and on this side, Nian Xia smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the hot water is ready, please take a bath, Your Majesty."

Su Zhao nodded, and said: "I'll tell you later, let me start first. This story is called Zhu Xian. The time is unknown. It should be very early, long ago. ..."

Su Zhao kept the hook, turned around the screen, and went to take a shower.

Wei Jing didn't react yet, but Tai Su, who was hidden in the depths of Wei Jing's altar, was shocked by Su Zhaozhi's words.

　A little bit stuck, come a little bit of daily life.

(End of this chapter)