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"After Becoming the Male Protagonist's Retired Fiancée" Author: Day upstairs
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Zheng Yun, the first beauty of Shangjing, had a powerful first assistant father and a noble lady of the Langya Wang clan, and lived proudly for sixteen years.
When he woke up from a dream, he found that he was living in a book called "Sword King".
And the little beggar who was repented of by her and beaten by her was the male protagonist in the book, destined to soar into an immortal and become the first person in heaven and the world.
She, Zheng Yun, became the fiancée and daughter of the book who were about to die a family and die a miserable death.
Zheng Yun: ... What else can be done?
Of course, pluck him, pluck him, stir him again, be his chicken dog ascending to heaven.
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Cui Wang thought that in this life, there was only a sword.
Until one day, he met a woman who was good and bad, vain and arrogant.
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Mine:
1. The female protagonist is born to be refined, and is not good to men and women; The male protagonist Tiandao kisses his son, Su fried day Tom Su Jack Sue various Su.
2. Cultivate the true flow~
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Excerpts from the main text of the novel:
Ten weavers spend a whole month to dye such a horse, like smoke and fog, wear it on you, and no one can compare! ”
The treasurer of the largest satin shop in Shangjing City bent over a little lady with his shoulders bent over, smiling so that his old face was wrinkled into a chrysanthemum.
He said this, but from the bottom of his heart, he did not adulterate at all.
No one in the world knows that the Long Lineage of the Xingyang Zheng Clan has only one daughter so far, and she has been raised like a jewel, that is, a jade person who is too lazy to be supplied by precious food and jade and piled with silk and satin.
Not to mention that Zheng Xiaoniang's father is the first assistant lord above ten thousand people under Da Liang, and his mother is from the Langya Wang clan, although the family is now in decline, but in the end the skinny camel is bigger than Ma.
Just such a noble daughter who travels with a frame, even the princess will avoid, and in two months will also marry the most honorable master of the future of the Liang Dynasty, as the crown princess of the royal register——
Which bridesmaid in Shangjing, mentioning this Little Lady Zheng, is not envious and jealous, and is eager to replace it with her body? The treasurer said, in this world, there are blessed people who are held in the palm of God's hand.
But today, this blessed man did not look very interested, and she casually turned over the cloth presented to her:
"That's it?"
"That's it. This time, yunjin unified a total of two horses, one for the lord of Rongqin County, and the remaining one, right here. ”
"Rong Qin?"
Zheng Yun frowned and let her go first, "That's it, treasurer, wrap it up." ”
Although the green and blue coloring of this day is too thick and stained with some dust, but in the end it is more than what she has at hand, and the day after tomorrow is the forest feast, and it is not beautiful to let Rong Qin take the lead.
The treasurer secretly said that this foot cloth of one or two gold Yunjin, to Zheng Xiaoniang's here, but it became a coincidence. Thinking of Zheng Shoufu's strength in favoring his daughter, he also felt that it was reasonable, even the Pearl of the South China Sea could be used as the master of the marbles, and he would not care about a cloud brocade.
The maid took the money bag to check out, and Zheng Yun sat at the table to taste tea.
Before going out, the wind was still beautiful, but at this time, the rain and the wind were gradually blowing, and layers of snow and ink were sprinkled down, and soon the road surface on the street side was covered with a layer of silver frost.
Zheng Yun also found a small bird that was frozen and shivering by the window, and was trying to open the window to put it in to bake, but saw the carriage of the Zhenguo General's Mansion "call" and stopped downstairs.
Jiang Sanniang, who had only seen her in the girls' school yesterday, got out of the carriage and disappeared around the corner after a while.
This is coming up.
The first floor of JinxiuZhuang receives male guests, the second floor receives female guests, and a staircase is set up for female guests to come to the door, looking at the posture of Jiang Sanniangzi, I am afraid that I will come specifically to find her. Zheng Yun slowly sipped a cup, and when she heard a soft noise on the stairs, Jiang Sanniang came up.
"Lady, I'm looking for you."
Zheng Yun did not know when she had a friendship with Jiang Sanniang, and Xun Gui and Shi Jia had always been two factions in the court:
"What is the Third Lady looking for me for?" ☆ Gong *Zhong* Ball Ball Sweep Tweet ☆
"At today's pilgrimage, the Holy Lord newly appointed a Guoshi, and the First Auxiliary Lord seemed to be at odds with the Guoshi, so the church objected, and let the Holy Lord kneel at the Anju Gate."
Anju Gate is the kneeling of a sinner who has made a great mistake, and if he had not forsaken the Holy Lord, it would not have been the turn of the head of a country to kneel.
When Jiang San Niangzi thought of fang cai, the schadenfreude at the corner of her mouth could not be hidden, and she could not say... The position of the future crown princess could not be saved.
"Guoshi?"
To her surprise, Zheng Yun was slightly paler in addition to her face, her expression was no different, and a pair of glass pupils looked at her, "What Guoshi?" ”
Since the founding of the Liang Dynasty, it has never heard of this official.
Third Lady Jiang was momentarily overwhelmed by her momentum, and obediently poured out her words: "... It is said that this Cui Guoshi has a great creation, which is different from those gods in the Taoist Temple who sell their fame and reputation... The Lord trusted him. ”
Zheng Yun was not as calm as Jiang Sanniang thought.
The word "Guoshi" fell into her ears, like a heavy rolling stone, pressing her heart for a while, and Zheng Yun knew that her old problem of angina had recurred.
She had this problem when she was young, the imperial doctor invited many times, and she could not find out the cause of the disease back, only saying that "Zheng Xiaoniang is healthy and healthy, without any deficiency disease", and coincidentally, her heart disease is related to her body every time she has a seizure.
According to her mother, this matter dates back to her three years old at the earliest, her father had planned an errand to let go, because she suddenly had a heart disease, and she was not at ease to stay for more than a month, just this month, there was a sudden avalanche outside the city, crushing and injuring many people, and if she went on the road normally, her father was probably in that group of people.
Her mother was afraid, but since then, her father has become more and more fond of her, often holding her and calling her "Fuxing".
Zheng Yun subconsciously grasped the jade pendant around her waist:
"What about my father?"
“...... Lord Shousuke is still kneeling outside the Gate of Anju, and I heard that he will kneel for five hours..."
Five hours? Don't you have to kneel into the night?
The temperature of the warm jade climbed all the way up from the palm of her hand, began to relieve her pain, since Zheng Yun had a memory, this jade pendant has been with her, when the heart attack, only by holding it, she is better.
Impatient to entangle with Jiang Sanniang, Zheng Yun called a maid and directly boarded the car to go to Anju Gate.
The Anju Gate is located in the second entrance of the Imperial City, connecting the inner and outer palaces, kneeling in front of this door, officials can see in and out, Mo said that it is the first assistant of a country, that is, to the Seven Pins of Petty Officials, it is also a big matter of shame.
The carriage passed through Anjufang from the West Market, and it had already passed another hour before it reached the city gate.
The rain stopped, but the snow fell more rapidly, and Zheng Yun came down from the carriage with the stove, even though she was covered with thick feathers, she was still frozen by the cold wind that swept in.
The guard verified the token and released it.
The snow on the bluestone pavement had been shoveled clean, the ground was wet, and when Zheng Yun walked all the way from the Zhengxuan Gate to the Anju Gate, the pearl shoes under his feet were already half wet, and the cold jinjin had to seep into it.
But when she saw the man kneeling in front of the door, her eyes were wetter than her feet.
The large Anju Gate, with six red-lacquered copper nail doors open, officials came and went, and no one looked at the door more. His father, who had never been full of vigor, knelt on the wet road with his back, his Xuanzi imperial clothes soaked, and he was wrinkled and wrapped around his body, and his sideburns were frosted by snow, as if he had suddenly aged ten years.
Swords and swords looked around, and the Yulin Langs arched their arms and arrows to the left and right.
Zheng Yun quickly took a few steps:
"Aye—"
Zheng Zhai seemed to hear his daughter's voice in a trance, and when he looked up, he saw his delicate daughter standing in the snow like this, and he swung his head into the water and hurriedly raised his face:
"Shu, go back!"
"I don't." Zheng Yun refused, "Aye is still suffering, how can my daughter return home with peace of mind?" ”
"! This is the place where my daughter's family can come! ”
Zheng Zhai was about to drive away, but he saw his daughter, who usually had half a pack of tears when she bumped and bumped, so she knelt down straight and straight, and her knees collided with the road surface, making a crisp sound.
"Shugden!"
"Aye, since the Holy Lord has punished me of the Zheng clan, how can I avoid it as a daughter of the Zheng clan?" Zheng Yun prostrated herself on the ground, worshipping each other from afar, and the snow-colored silk touched the dirty ground, and when she rose again, she was already stained with spots.
The stain stung Zheng Zhai's eyes:
"Xiao Dai, don't help your lady get up yet!"
His daughter should have been the superior of the Golden Hall of the Jade Hall Station, how could she be in the company of such a dirty person?
"Aye, Don't be annoyed," Zheng Yun turned her head and smiled at him, "when you are finished kneeling, You and Aye will return to the house together." ”
Zheng Zhai's eyes were red, and his throat choked for half a day before he shook his head:
"Shu Shu--" Before he finished speaking, he swallowed it back, his eyes straight forward, and resentment and complexity appeared on that innocent face almost at the same time.
"Aye?"
Zheng Yun subconsciously followed his gaze forward.
Outside the red-lacquered anju gate, in the heavy swords and swords, there was Ichiro Jun holding an ink umbrella, along the long jade steps, in a pile of clouds and snow, slowly coming.
Inky hair, dark pupils, wide robes and large sleeves, not like a real person.
The Yulin Langs all lowered their noble heads, and Zheng Yun looked straight at each other approaching, close enough to see the smoke swirling around the handle of the umbrella, close enough to see what Lang Jun was wearing...
Plain gauze single dress.
At a time when everyone is wrapped in thick fur and draped heavily, he only wears a wide robe, and he can't see the material, but it is as thin as a cicada wing, and he wants to fly. The sky and snow fell on his white robe, glimmering, and in the glimmer, she could only see the jade carved chin and the beautiful jawline.
"You are Zheng Yun?"
Lang Jun's voice is very good, such as the breeze blowing in the bamboo forest, the jade chime falling into the babbling stream.
"Who are you?"
Zheng Yun opened a pair of watery eyes, looked up, and before she could see clearly, she felt that her eyes hurt like pinpricks, and there were tears falling.
Zheng Zhaiqiang propped up his body and blocked his daughter behind him:
"Cui Wang! In the past, the fault was not the little girl, if you have a grudge, you can come to the old man alone. ”
"Complaints?" The voice seemed to be doubtful, but this doubt was also extremely light, just like his cold and cold temperament. "But that's it."
Shallow sighs were blown by the wind and scattered into this vast snowy land at once. Zheng Yun subconsciously narrowed his eyes, but in an instant, that Leng Langjun had already gone far. Looking far away, you can only see the corner of the robe being gently blown up by the wind, and the long black hair is scattered down, which can be a shadow on the back, which already makes people feel like a fairy coming to the world.
"Aye, that's Choi Wang?"
Mentioning Cui Wang, Zheng Yun subconsciously remembered the young man who had not yet grown up.
A green shirt was dusty, I don't know how long she was soaked in wind and dust, even her face was blurred, but she could still remember those eyes, burning with hatred and contempt, crystal clear, very beautiful - like her usual favorite to play the stubborn black onyx.
If I remember correctly, the little beggar who held a broken jade pendant and dared to stop her frame and propose to her daughter of the Xingyang Zheng clan was called this name: Cui Wang.
She also rewarded him with a board on the spot and said, "Wishful thinking." ”
Zheng Zhai nodded, affirming her guess:
"Cui's children have now been canonized as the Master of the Nation by the Holy Lord, and they are my guests on the beam."
Zheng Yun opened her mouth and closed it again.
Fang's relieved angina swept in with unprecedented momentum, and she covered her heart, only to shout a sentence: "Aye, I hurt." ”
The man slid down softly.
Zheng Zhai was frightened and hurriedly used his hands to pick it up, but his knees had long been unconscious due to sitting for a long time, and he fell straight down with one piece.
In a flurry of soldiers and horses, Gong Dai screamed:
"! Wife! My lord! Come on people..."
Zheng Zhai waved his hand: "Leave me alone, go and ask the Tai Doctor quickly!" ”
The Yulin Langs also rushed over, seeing that Zheng Xiaoniang's face was like gold paper, and her anger was like gossamer, and she immediately rushed to find the Tai Doctor, and in less than half a cup of tea, she rushed to the Tai Doctor wrapped in it.
At this time, Zheng Yun had been well placed on the car, and the doctor came over to lift his eyelids, examine his tongue, and diagnose his pulse for half a day before he said with a bitter face:
"The little lady is not sick."
"How can it be disease-free?! My son cried out in pain. ”
"The little old man is incompetent, and he really can't find out what kind of illness the little lady has committed, so why don't you go back to the house and lie down and look at it tomorrow?"
Zheng Zhai looked thoughtfully at the sweaty Taiyi, waved his hand, and asked Xiao Dai and Taiyi to follow the carriage to send their daughter back to the Shoufu Mansion.
That night, the rain was stormy, and the heavy snow bent the green pine in the courtyard, and Zheng Yun had a nightmare all night with the sound of the wind and rain.
She dreamed that she was living in a book called "Sword King".
Jian jun's name is very coincidental, also called Cui Wang.
Cui Wang also has a fiancée, the last generation of the Xingyang Zheng clan, Zheng Yun, the character Qingwu.
Zheng Yun was dreaming.
Confused in the dream, one will become Zheng Yun, and the other will become Cui Wang. When I woke up from the dream, it was already daylight outside the window, and the green parrot in the thin cage under the porch was singing vigorously:
"It's good, it's good."
"What time is it?"
Zheng Yun turned over, but saw a person sitting on the side of the bed.
His father, who was still kneeling outside the Anju Gate yesterday, had already returned home, and he had changed into a new home-cooked dress, and his face was depressed against the glass net lamp, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
She looked at the drip on the chest of drawers, three moments later.
"Aye."
Zheng Yun stood up straight. Zheng Zhai reacted to this and his daughter woke up, and hurriedly stuffed a large pillow behind her to make her lean on: "Can you feel better?" ”
"Nothing, ah niang?"
"My family is suffering."
He touched her head.
Zheng Yun did not feel bitter, and her mind was still living a continuous dream since last night.
She had never had such a dream, the dreams were mostly fragmented, but this dream was not, it was connected, logical and self-consistent, constituting Cui Wang's entire life.
She dreamed that she was living in a book called "Sword Jun", but the protagonist of the book was not her, but the Boling Cui clan son, Cui Wang.
Cui Wang cut through thorns all the way, until a sword slashed the sky, and finally became a sword king with the same life as heaven and earth.
Jian jun's life was magnificent, magnificent and majestic, and she was admired by many people, and she Zheng Yun was just his original humble mortal fiancée.
As seen in the book, her father will be convicted and exiled for three thousand miles after a month. During the exile, the mother became depressed and fell ill.
And she was a famous noblewoman and the first beauty in Shangjing, after losing the protection of power, she quickly fell into mud, and even the most inferior soldiers could trample on □□; When he worked with his father to kill the soldiers in exile, he climbed into the town guard bed because of the unbearable cold, and finally died of humiliation.
His father angrily beheaded the town guard, gathered the old troops, and rebelled under the banner of "cursing demons and evil spirits, the side of the Qing King", but before he could pull up the camp, he was killed by Cui Wang's sword.
It only occupies a dozen pages, but it has written all of her absurd and humiliating life.
"Nut, nut."
Zheng Zhai looked at her daughter with concern, but seeing that her eyes, which were always clear as autumn water, rippled, like a young deer in the forest who was confused and dazed by wild beasts, he couldn't help but lower his voice, "Jing? What's wrong? ”
He thought his daughter was still afraid after he had been punished for kneeling down yesterday.
"Aye, my daughter had a dream."
Zheng Yun rubbed her forehead, "I dreamed-"
She opened her mouth and found that nothing had been said, as if there was a force in the darkness preventing her from revealing the contents of the dream. If Zheng Yun had been half-convinced before, she would have believed almost 95% of it.
Half of it remains, to be verified.
"Aye, do you believe me?"
Zheng Zhai looked at her daughter's suddenly raised face of the evening bride, nodded her head continuously, and coaxed her generally: "Letter, Aye letter, what Jing Xuan says, Aye believes." ”
"Aye!" Zheng Yun puffed up her face, "My daughter said the right thing." ”
"Be well, Sherwine said, Sherwine said, Aye listened, Aye listened."
Zheng Zhai looked at his daughter, and he could not afford the majesty of a country's first assistant at all.
Zheng Yun looked at him with a smile, but there was water in his eyes. At that time, the spring flowers were already in full bloom, but my father was in a different place, burying his bones in a barren slope. What was he thinking before his eyes?
He lay there, cold or not?
Have you ever thought of Ah Niang, remembered Shu Shu?
Zheng Yun blinked, blinked away the little water between her eyes, lifted the quilt out of bed, and pulled the felt shoes on her feet to walk to the window.
Pushing open the window, the midday sun was blazing and the snow was melting.
Zheng Zhai looked at his daughter disapprovingly: "It's cold, beware of the cold." ”
Zheng Yun received her hands into the cuffs and looked at the snow at the eaves:
"Does Aye remember when her daughter was three years old, when there was a sudden snowfall outside the city?"
"Remember."
Zheng Zhai recalled the old things, and his face couldn't help but become solemn. Zheng Zhai reacted to this and his daughter woke up, and hurriedly stuffed a large pillow behind her to make her lean on: "Can you feel better?" ”
"Nothing, ah niang?"
"My family is suffering."
He touched her head.
Zheng Yun did not feel bitter, and her mind was still living a continuous dream since last night.
She had never had such a dream, the dreams were mostly fragmented, but this dream was not, it was connected, logical and self-consistent, constituting Cui Wang's entire life.
She dreamed that she was living in a book called "Sword Jun", but the protagonist of the book was not her, but the Boling Cui clan son, Cui Wang.
Cui Wang cut through thorns all the way, until a sword slashed the sky, and finally became a sword king with the same life as heaven and earth.
Jian jun's life was magnificent, magnificent and majestic, and she was admired by many people, and she Zheng Yun was just his original humble mortal fiancée.
As seen in the book, her father will be convicted and exiled for three thousand miles after a month. During the exile, the mother became depressed and fell ill.
And she was a famous noblewoman and the first beauty in Shangjing, after losing the protection of power, she quickly fell into mud, and even the most inferior soldiers could trample on □□; When he worked with his father to kill the soldiers in exile, he climbed into the town guard bed because of the unbearable cold, and finally died of humiliation.
His father angrily beheaded the town guard, gathered the old troops, and rebelled under the banner of "cursing demons and evil spirits, the side of the Qing King", but before he could pull up the camp, he was killed by Cui Wang's sword.
It only occupies a dozen pages, but it has written all of her absurd and humiliating life.
"Nut, nut."
Zheng Zhai looked at her daughter with concern, but seeing that her eyes, which were always clear as autumn water, rippled, like a young deer in the forest who was confused and dazed by wild beasts, he couldn't help but lower his voice, "Jing? What's wrong? ”
He thought his daughter was still afraid after he had been punished for kneeling down yesterday.
"Aye, my daughter had a dream."
Zheng Yun rubbed her forehead, "I dreamed-"
She opened her mouth and found that nothing had been said, as if there was a force in the darkness preventing her from revealing the contents of the dream. If Zheng Yun had been half-convinced before, she would have believed almost 95% of it.
Half of it remains, to be verified.
"Aye, do you believe me?"
Zheng Zhai looked at her daughter's suddenly raised face of the evening bride, nodded her head continuously, and coaxed her generally: "Letter, Aye letter, what Jing Xuan says, Aye believes." ”
"Aye!" Zheng Yun puffed up her face, "My daughter said the right thing." ”
"Be well, Sherwine said, Sherwine said, Aye listened, Aye listened."
Zheng Zhai looked at his daughter, and he could not afford the majesty of a country's first assistant at all.
Zheng Yun looked at him with a smile, but there was water in his eyes. At that time, the spring flowers were already in full bloom, but my father was in a different place, burying his bones in a barren slope. What was he thinking before his eyes?
He lay there, cold or not?
Have you ever thought of Ah Niang, remembered Shu Shu?
Zheng Yun blinked, blinked away the little water between her eyes, lifted the quilt out of bed, and pulled the felt shoes on her feet to walk to the window.
Pushing open the window, the midday sun was blazing and the snow was melting.
Zheng Zhai looked at his daughter disapprovingly: "It's cold, beware of the cold." ”
Zheng Yun received her hands into the cuffs and looked at the snow at the eaves:
"Does Aye remember when her daughter was three years old, when there was a sudden snowfall outside the city?"
"Remember."
Zheng Zhai recalled the old things, and his face couldn't help but become solemn. "Just remember." Zheng Yun bent the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Same as that year, no, more terrible, my Zheng family will be full of disasters." ”
"Shu, Hugh is going to talk nonsense."
Zheng Zhai stretched his face.
"After the application of the time, the Ministry of Rites will send a letter of resignation written by the Holy Lord's royal pen, and at the same time, the funeral letter from Xingyang's hometown will also come to the palace."
"Funeral letter?"
"It is the second uncle of the third room, the second uncle is domineering - the wife room, the girl is fierce, directly stabbed the second uncle with scissors, and the second uncle died of blood."
This also became the first thing in the book that the Zheng family was talking about.
Zheng Zhai's face was as heavy as water.
The second eldest of the third room is indeed a little merry, and there are many concubines in the house, and it is best to be familiar with women. He also wrote a warning. It's just that these pickles, which have always been hidden from his obedient daughter, how can they suddenly be mentioned...
"Aye, if this matter is unfortunately spoken by her daughter, it will prove that what her daughter said is not false, and there is indeed a great calamity in my Zheng family, and Aye must listen to her in the future, okay?"
If it is not said, naturally everyone is happy.
Zheng Zhai was silent for half a day, and before he left the door, he finally threw out a "good" word.
Zheng Yun sat in the house and waited.
It rained overnight last night, and the camellias with thumb buds were all knocked off their branches, leaving only bare branches.
Gong Dai stood under the porch and directed the servants to sweep.
Soft sunlight poured in.
Zheng Yun narrowed her eyes, and her gaze passed through the dark and heavy bricks and tiles, and fell to the corner of the distant imperial city, where there were red walls and green tiles, and there were angled cornices, which were clearly magnificent heavenly weather, but she smelled the depression and slaughter that the mountain rain was about to come.
It's windy. "Snap—" Zheng Yun got up and closed the window.
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"Little lady, little lady, the old man invites you to the study."
Earlier than Zheng Yun expected, before the time of Shen arrived, the resignation letter and the funeral letter were sent from the east and west of the capital to the capital.
The only difference is that the former takes the main entrance and the latter takes the corner door.
The left attendant of the ceremonial department took the resignation certificate and entered the main entrance with a big swing; And the three house nephews of Xingyang's hometown cowered and cowered into the corner door.
The two invariably brought a piece of bad news.
When Zheng Yun entered the door, two letters with very different styles were spread out on the long table in the study, and Zheng Zhai sat on the Eight Immortals seat behind the table, his eyes shining brightly.
"You're all right."
Zheng Yun picked up the resignation letter and the funeral letter, read it word by word, and there was no luck in her heart.
She had never seen the Current Divine Lord's Zhu Bi Imperial Approval, but the shape of the hook and the cross-cutting was exactly the same as what she had seen in the dream, and even the tone of the rebuke was generally the same.
And on the funeral letter stamped with the seal of the old patriarch of the Zheng clan...
"Your third uncle is indeed dead."
Zheng Zhai's tone was somber, "I have sent the housekeeper to Xingyang with others, and sending a funeral ceremony is all about love." He has this fate, and it is also a karmic result, and he does not have to be sad. It's better to—"
"—Tell Aye what you saw in your dreams."
Zheng Yun tried again and again, and found that she still couldn't spit out a word.
After a pause, I changed my vague statement:
"The Dragon Kingdom is the king of the snake, and he prides himself on being of the dragon lineage." Under the tengsnake, the blind bear led by the right-hand man and the other beasts, and life was still relatively comfortable. ”
"But one day, a dragon came from the kingdom, and the dragon was a true descendant of the dragon and possessed divine power. The bear blind man offended this dragon in his early years because he was blind. ”
"And then what?"
"The serpent intended to transform the dragon, so he wanted to offer the blind bear as a sacrifice to the dragon to please it. And the bear blind man usually acts unscrupulously, and has long provoked the envy of the tengsnake, and the beast is not happy, and finally the wall is pushed by the beasts, and the end of a corpse and bone is gone. ”
Zheng Yun's story is just a patchwork of seven or eighty-eight pages in just a dozen pages, or even part of it is her personal speculation.
The book is too little about the Zheng family, most of the time around the Boling Cui clan to tell, but just look at the beginning, Zheng Yun, who is in the bureau, has felt frightened.
By the end of the leading chapter, the final words received by the Zheng family were nothing more than a sentence of "chaotic courtiers and thieves, and everyone will be cursed."
Zheng Zhai already understood.
If the Snake is the Holy Lord, the bear blind man is his Zheng Clan, the dragon... Is it Cui Wang?
"Ridiculous."
He got up and walked straight to the "Zhong Kui Catching Ghost Figure" hanging on the side wall, "Zi didn't say anything strange and chaotic." ”
Zheng Yun knew that Aye believed.
She watched silently as he stood on the map for a long time, and when he turned around, she continued to ask, "Now that the blind bear is in a dead end, how can it be broken?" ”
Zheng Zhai also looked at Zheng Yun.
His daughter, who is delicate and enjoyable, loves beautiful clothes, gold and jade ornaments, and the most worrying thing for Pingsu is that the skirt is not gorgeous enough, the accessories are not exquisite enough, and now she is so worried, it is his father's incompetence.
Sighed:
"The thief captures the king first, and the beginning of everything comes from the dragon, if there is no dragon, the snake will not turn against you, and the other beasts will not dare to act rashly." "So — slay the dragon."
"Dragons have divine powers, and they can't be killed."
"If you can't kill, you will be gentle, the dragon is young, and he is strong, and he uses a little beauty plan, and the beauty town is a hero's tomb, if it can be used by me... Beauty can't figure it out, so..."
Zheng Yun could hear God.
As far as I saw in the dream, the sword king has a lifetime, and the admirers are many, but there is no distraction except for a sword.
The beauty to him is nothing more than a red face and dry bones.
But what if, what if?
The current sword jun is not the ruthless Daoist lord who wields a sword in the future, the young man's blood is still hot, the sword is not cold, tempting such a young man to be the rose flower that will never be defeated in his heart...
When Zheng Yunguang thought about it, he felt his blood boiling.
Zheng Zhai looked at the thing in Zheng Yun's eyes that represented great ambition and was shocked:
"Shu, don't think about it!" The Dragon has divine power, and my hall of the Zheng Clan is a hundred-year-old clan, and it is said that it can move. ”
No, Aye, you don't understand.
Zheng Yun couldn't describe to him, he had never seen the vastness of the heavens and the earth, how could he know that the flesh was mortal in front of these cultivators who mastered the power of the gods, but they were just ants.
But the ants also have a desire to survive.
"Aye, Beauty, I want to go in person."
The world calls her Zheng Xiaoniang ice clean and dust-free, but only she knows that she is really a vulgar layman, greedy and obsessive, and everything is complete.
She loves this high bed soft pillow, jade food delicacies, loves this bell ringing ding food, loves this group of servants, loves this extravagant enjoyment. Therefore, it is impossible for her to become a sinner who tramples on thousands of people.
"No."
Zheng Zhai shook his head and refused, his pampered daughter, who was a noble person sitting high above the golden jade hall, how could he feed the enemy with his body? Moreover, the Boling Cui clan had an old grudge with his Zheng family.
"Aye, Mo is naïve, there are eggs under the nest, not to mention this matter, you can rest assured to trust others?"
The heart of the young sword jun is the key to revitalizing the Zheng family's death flag.
Even if it doesn't work, we have to let him let go of his old grudges.
If she could succeed, Zheng Yun still wanted to see the yellow sand desert and glacial polar inflammation seen in her dreams, and she also wanted to see the wider world beyond this ordinary world.
Zheng Zhai was silent.
He remembered the look in Cui's eyes when he left, like a lone wolf. And this wolf came aggressively many years later, and it was not a good intention.
Now she wants to tame the wolf...
It's easier said than done.
"Aye, tomorrow at the forest feast, Cui Wang will go."
Zheng Yun drew her lips and smiled innocently, "Jing Yu is also going to go." ”
"Go there?"
Zheng Zhai frowned, just after retiring from the prince, Xuan Xuan went to that kind of occasion, wouldn't he be guilty?
"No, when is it not possible to get to know Cui Wang?" Ayezi will help you create opportunities. ”
"Aye, tomorrow on the stone boat of the Forest Feast, there is an opportunity waiting for Cui Wang, and since I have already seen the providence, why don't I think of getting a piece of the pie?" A little ridicule, what does it matter? ”
"Chance?" When Zheng Zhai was a teenager, he also saw some gods and immortals, and naturally understood his daughter's meaning, and he could not help but look fascinated when he heard the words.
"Is this true?"
"Nature is true."
Zheng Yun looked out the window and said quietly, "It is impossible to divide the soup, it is also good to get acquainted with Cui Wang and resolve the grievances between the two families." ”
"It's okay." On the day of the Shanglin Feast, the first auxiliary house.
"The little lady's hair is really good, black and shiny, and I'm afraid I can't find a second one in the whole capital city."
The combing lady neatly pulled out a moon-looking fairy bun and took the makeup, "Today's banquet, is the little lady a golden silk inlaid ruby double luan dot Cui Bu Shake, or a cloud foot pearl tendrils?" ”
"Just this one."
Zheng Yun stretched out her wrist, opened the bottom layer of the makeup, and took out a ruby tortoiseshell from inside.
The hairpin looks a little old, not the fashion style of today, but the ruby of the hairpin head still looks a little precious. But this preciousness is still a little shabby for Zheng Xiaoniang, who has been perennially pearls of the South China Sea and wears white jade.
The combing lady did not ask much, the little lady looked good, in fact, it was a saying that it was not two, and the hairpin was good, so she retreated first.
Zheng Yun looked in the mirror, only to feel that the makeup was too plain and cold, so she simply took Zhu Pen and personally painted a plum blossom on her forehead, lit a fine gold leaf, sipped the rouge, and then asked the maid behind her:
"Rouge, how?"
Rouge opened her mouth wide, "Little Lady is like this... It's beautiful. ”
Holding the needle and thread people with large sleeves tailored from YunJin all night, she smiled and said, "From tomorrow onwards, I am afraid that this flower tin will be popular throughout Upper Kyoto." ”
Zheng Yun lifted her lips meaningfully.
Without saying more, ren Andi and Rouge stood up and wore a big-sleeved shirt and a shawl while serving, and were waiting to go out, but they saw that Yongdai wanted to talk and stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"The lady forgot to rub the pearl powder."
This is a pearl powder ground with the best Pearl of the South China Sea, and the upper face is moist and delicate, and the little lady loves to use it most in her daily life. I don't know why in the past few days, I haven't touched it.
Only the eyebrows were drawn and the lips were nodded.
Zheng Yun shook her head:
"These makeup powders are put away, don't use them again in the future."
Many of the plots in the dream were blurred when they woke up, but they still remembered these details, and even Zheng Yun found it ridiculous--those fairy daughters who could fly in the sky were quite dismissive of these mortal makeup powders, saying that they would harm their faces.
Even so, don't use it.
"Whoa."
Kun Daifu blessed her body, and together with Rouge, she carried the little lady to join the Wang clan.
The carriage of the capital was parked at the door, Zheng Yun and his mother, the maids, but Zheng Father, who should have accompanied them, was not by the car.
"What about Aye?"
Wang Clan shook his head: "You Aye took a letter and went out, only to say that we went first, and he arrived later." ”
Zheng Yun was strange, but saw her father's long companion next to her in the car and looked at her.
She stroked her forehead, pretending to be sleepy and wanting to rest in the car for a while, so she and her mother got into two carriages one after the other. She accompanied the attendant and handed over a note:
"A message from the Grown-ups."
Zheng Yun unfolded, but saw her father and said to her, if she really found a suspicious figure next to the Dengwen Drum, she has now rushed to go, don't miss Yunyun.
Time is up.
Zheng Yun was shocked and did not understand what the advance of time meant.
In the dream, the bitter lord who had lost his wife ran to Beijing to file a complaint against the emperor, saying that she had ten crimes of the Zheng family for bullying men and women, which were clearly after the Shanglin feast.
"Father... Can there be any words to bring? ”
"The adult said that there is no good feast for today's feast, so please be careful with the little lady."
But the usual command.
"That's it."
Soldiers will come to block, water will come to cover up.
Outside the window, the carriage was rutting out of Ronghe Lane and heading for the western suburbs outside the city.
The Shanglin Feast was placed in the plum garden on the western outskirts.
The plum garden covers an area of thousands of acres, can run horses and bows, meandering water flow, the most amazing thing is that in the past twenty years, the plum garden in the plum garden is often undefeated, the grandeur is extremely beautiful, and it has long become a royal garden, guarded by Gyeonggi guards all year round, and only open at special times.
Before you get to the place, you can see the colorful cover of the Huating Pavilion, the incense car BMW, and the road in front of the main entrance of the plum garden is crowded and the water is not clear. There are merchants who cook and boil tea and sell them along the street.
"It's a bit more lively than in previous years."
Tsunade lifted the curtain on one side.
The green pines and cypresses on the side of the road are all covered with delicate bell spikes, knotted, and when the wind blows, they clang locally, festive and beautiful.
Zheng Yun laughed: "It must be lively." ”
Today's feast, co-organized by the Holy Lord's Ceremonial Division and the Household Division, said that it was a hundred officials celebrating the good year together, but in fact, it was all to please the noble and unspeakable Grand Master of the Nation, regardless of the treasures and stubborn things, or the beauty of the delicacies, as long as it can please this adult for a little and a half, it is worth it.
Zheng Yun came here with the same purpose.
Before coming, she had thought about it carefully, not looking at what she saw in the dream, only looking at the past, and she also knew that the Zheng family had offended Cui Wang to death, and there was no room for turning.
In the play book, first his father asked the housekeeper to throw him out as an autumn wind, and then she rewarded him with a board of plates - no matter how you look at it, it should be a counter-horn that was pressed on the ground.
She wanted Jian Jun's heart, it was simply delusional.
However, no matter how bad it is, it is not broken now. Zheng Yun never lacked the courage to take chestnuts from the fire, and as for whether to take them in the end- she did not want to think. Approaching people first and trying to eliminate the other person's ill feelings is the top priority.
"But let Rouge take the name post to inform-"
"Not necessarily." Zheng Yun shook her head, "They can wait, and my Zheng family can wait." ”
Aye this Anju Gate knelt, kneeling is the shock of the government and the opposition, coupled with the prince's retirement at this time, her Zheng family's loss of the king's heart is already ironclad.
The upper intention, the lower will work.
There is no need to humiliate yourself and beat people with a shy face.
"Whoa."
The bowed head should be.
"But Lady Jing?"
At this time, a sharp voice came from the side.
Zheng Yun looked out the window, but saw that the curtain of a carriage that was tied together was also open, and Jiang Sanniangzi, who had only seen her the day before, was probing her head and looking out.
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