CH 51

[Sound raised: How can it be called quail? I think it looks like two little larks, white and round.]

[Immortal: Anyway, it's a bird, right?]

[Looking makes people happy physically and mentally: Hey! Now is the time to talk about this, aren't you nervous?]

Fu Ping’An nodded silently in her heart. She held the dagger in her arms, her palms covered with cold sweat. The footsteps started from the alley but then got closer. Soon, Fu Ping’An heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the yard. Swallowing, she and Ah Hua looked at each other in blank dismay.

Is she in? ——Fu Ping’An asked with her mouth.

Because it sounded like someone had come in over the wall.

Ahua leaned against Fu Ping’An’s ear, and said softly, "It's okay; it seems that there is only one person."

The breath sprayed on the pinna, it was hot and itchy, Fu Ping’An couldn't help shaking her head, and Luo Qionghua's nose was covered by hair, she was so itchy that she wanted to sneeze.

She quickly covered her mouth, her face flushed, and Fu Ping’An also looked at her nervously, because she didn't know what to do, so she also stretched out her hand to cover the other's face.

Luo Qionghua huddled into a ball while trembling, and managed to hold back the sneeze when suddenly there was a knock on the window frame outside the window.

The hearts of the two stopped, and they looked at the window in horror. At this time, a low-pitched and familiar voice came from outside the window: "Ah Hua?"    

Luo Qionghua said in surprise, "It's a Pingsheng!” opened the window and saw Huo Pingsheng's dark face, and the other party also looked nervous and said: "What are you doing, there are your footprints on the ground, and I wiped them for you."

Ahua was a little embarrassed: "I don’t have this Experience."

Huo Pingsheng glanced around the room and asked, "Is it just you two? My brother said you brought your majesty with you, so... where is that one?"

Fu Ping’An and Luo Qionghua didn't speak for a moment; they just stared at Huo Pingsheng silently. After a few seconds, Huo Pingsheng suddenly realized, pointed at Fu Ping’An, and said, "You are..."

The hair on her cheeks was brushed behind her ears.

Before today, she never thought that she would be in such an embarrassing situation when she revealed her identity in front of her future general.

In the scene she imagined, she would appear more imposing and upscale, hoping to capture the heart of this talented general in one fell swoop.

But now is not the time to talk about this, Luo Qionghua said anxiously: "Don't talk about this, let's go first."

She was about to open the window and go out, but Huo Pingsheng stopped her: "Go to the main door, go to my house."

Before the three of them went out the next time, they wiped off the blood on the soles of their feet and then sneaked around the corner of the wall. It was already dark, and Fu Ping’An’s heart was beating. A little excited.

The three of them walked into a place where there were few people, and soon they saw a small courtyard surrounded by a wooden fence. A fire was being lit in the yard. An old woman with gray hair was baking wheat cakes. She looked like a woman in her sixties.    

Seeing the old woman, Ah Hua cried out in surprise: "Grandma Zhang, why are you here?"

"You two know each other."

Luo Qionghua's eyes flickered slightly, and then she suddenly realized: "The old Taoist that Brother Huo said is you."

The old woman's eyes glanced at Luo Qionghua and soon fell on Fu Ping’An’s face, and then revealed with a smile. Huo Pingsheng took a sip of water, took a breath, and said: "My elder brother hasn't come back yet, what should we do next?"

Luo Qionghua went to fetch some water from the tank, and asked Fu Ping’An to wash her hands and face. While pouring the water, she whispered to Fu Ping’An: "The last time I left the city, in the donkey cart, I told you that someone told me that the common people can know manners if they can read and write, it's what she said."

Fu Ping’An suddenly realized, and couldn't help turning her head to look at the other party carefully again. The other party was obviously over sixty years old, wearing a commoner dress and a pair of grass shoes. At first glance, she would only think of this image as a slightly shabby old woman, but with Ah Hua's supplement, looks like a hermit expert.

Fu Ping’An is now very thirsty for talent. The original book mentioned finding a way to inquire about it, and of course, she had to recruit people she met in reality. She hurriedly got up and said, "What is the old woman's name?"

The old woman also got up, obviously knowing her identity. Saluting with a long bow, she said, "Old woman Zhang Qixing is practicing in a hut in Qianliang Mountain."

Everyone knows that there are many hermits and masters in Qianliang Mountain because it is said that they can communicate with heaven and earth at the top of the mountain, but Fu Ping’An has read many old memorials and knows that there are many ministers who believe that most of the hermits in Qianliang Mountain were just trying to gain fame and put on a show to be famous all over the world. Severe ones even believed that they did not do anything to produce rumors to confuse the public, which was not beneficial to the country or the family.

But the person in front of her does seem to have real information, Fu Ping’An asked: "Is it your Excellency who told Brother Huo that someone will rebel today? How did you know?"

Zhang Qixing said: "Of course, this is not calculated by the old woman. First of all, it is written in the book and secondly, people with non-local accents came to Beijing more than a month ago. Your ministers are high in the temple, so it's hard to detect."

When Fu Ping’An heard this sentence, her heart jumped, and the bullet screen became excited with her-[What book? Original work? She also watched it? ]

Fu Ping'an pretended to be calm: "What book?"

Zhang Qixing said: "‘Shang Shu’, the book says that the sky is overcast for a long time without rain, and the ministers have schemers."

"Oh..." Fu Ping’An didn't believe it. Now, she think the latter estimate is the main reason, "Did you come to Beijing among the Confucian scholars who came to drink deer banquet?" Then, from this point of view, isn't it the regent who did this?

In a moment of excitement, she took a few steps forward. Luo Qionghua was wiping her hands and pulling her arm, so she gasped suddenly.

"Hiss..." Her arm hurts a little.

Huo Pingsheng and Luo Qionghua immediately surrounded her nervously, and Luo Qionghua asked, "Are you injured?"

She rolled up the sleeve of Fu Ping’An’s arm which was more reactive, and she saw that a piece of skin was scratched. It wasn't too serious, but Huo Pingsheng still pinched the bones in Fu Ping’An’s arm and asked, "Does the bone hurt?"

Fu Ping’An shook her head.

Huo Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine if you don't hurt your bones."

[Hold high the empress dowager cp banner: Hurry up and wash it with water, it won't be good if you get infected.]

[Yi Sheng Yi Shi Mo Xiang Fu: Is the CP upstairs already BE?]

[Qing Jing: Yes, there are no anti-inflammatory drugs in ancient times, and you will have a fever if you have inflammation.]

But obviously, the other people present were also very nervous; Luo Qionghua came over with a ladle and said, "Rinse the sand on the wound."

Fu Ping’An nodded and said "OK".

On the contrary, Luo Qionghua became more nervous: "Maybe it will hurt a little."

As she said this, she blew on Fu Ping’An’s wound. Fu Ping’An suddenly smiled and said, "It’s okay."

The cold water washed the wound, bringing some tingling, but more of a relief.

She looked at Zhang Qixing and asked, "Who does the old man think the traitor will be today?"

Zhang Qixing pointed out: "If Your Majesty can return to the palace, she will know immediately."

After she finished speaking, she wiped the handkerchief Luo Qionghua, who had wrapped Fu Ping’An’s wound, suddenly jumped up, turned and ran away.

Seeing her running into the room, Fu Ping’An wanted to laugh unconsciously. She guessed that the other party had heard Zhang Qixing call her Your Majesty, so she wanted to pretend she didn't hear it.

She felt that this deceitful behavior was a bit indescribably interesting, but she quickly came to her senses and asked, "Can I still go back to the palace?"

Zhang Qixing said, "Why not, although the people of the whole country probably only know that there is a Prince Regent?

"I don’t know if there is Her Majesty, but Her Majesty is orthodox after all.”

Finally, Fu Ping’An couldn’t help but whisper: “Isn’t she just the Regent?”

Zhang Qixing smiled and shook her head.

...

As soon as Fu Lingxian returned to the mansion, she said to the housekeeper, "Call Yan Yu."

She was covered in blood, and her heart was as chaotic as dry grass in the autumn wind. It was just that she had experienced too much after all, so even at this moment, she still holds the sword in her hand firmly, like a sharp spear.

Yan Yu dressed in civilian clothes and walked calmly, but just before the hall, the bloody sword tip was in front of his eyes, and the blood fell on his nose, bringing a disgusting smell, he remained calm and heard Fu Lingxian ask: "Someone assassinated today; is it related to you?"

Yan Yu looked directly at Fu Lingxian, but only asked: "Is Your Majesty still alive?"

Fu Lingxian closed her eyes and sighed: "Really?" Is it you?"

"Is Your Majesty alive?" He still only asked this question.

Fu Lingxian was silent for a long time: "...Your Majesty is gone."

Yan Yu frowned.

When Fu Lingxian thought of this, her heart seemed to jump out of her chest, and there was a noisy heartbeat in her ears.

What if Her Majesty... really died?

"... I don't understand." Fu Lingxian said, "Are you in a hurry?"

Yan Yu let out a breath, and the sword light flashed in front of his eyes. Naturally, he was not nervous, but the situation in front of him he didn’t expect that either.

"I didn't ask Bo Wei to rebel, I just told him that the Queen Mother must be imprisoned by Her Majesty, and Her Majesty will gradually deprive the Bo family of all powers. I didn't know he would be so impulsive."

Yan Yu explained, "Although I have always supported that you should seek the position of emperor, now is not the time, how could I not know?"

Hearing this, Fu Lingxian finally took back her sword.

She sighed: "Bo Wei is narrow-minded and short-sighted. He was driven into a hurry, so he could only come up with this idea, but I don't believe that he can plan so carefully that he didn't show his feet at all."

Yan Yu lowered his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Then he must have a party."

Fu Lingxian said: "There is no impenetrable wall in the world. After all, the matter of cutting down the feudal clan is still..."

The sky was completely dark, although such a major event happened, the evening drum still sounded on time, and the night wind passed through the hall, rolled up the hem of the clothes, and blew away some strong bloody smell.

Yan Yu finally couldn't help but said: "If the emperor has collapsed, then Her Highness should seize the opportunity. Even if Her Highness does not seek the throne, she must stabilize the situation at this time."

Fu Lingxian clenched her teeth; she knew everything at the moment. In the final analysis, there is only one thing that matters most—whether Her Majesty is still alive.

If it is already dead...

Her heart skipped a beat, and she finally rushed out with her sword in her hand, gathered all the soldiers she could call at the moment, and asked Yin Xin, her subordinate, to ride a horse to report outside the city, and organized the troops to go to Suzaku Gate, and then arrived at Suzaku In front of the door, she saw a group of people had already blocked the Suzaku door.

The leader was Tian Yan, the doctor of imperial history. The other party was sitting in a simple car, and when he saw her coming, he got up and saluted.

...

"Your Majesty, it's time to go back." Zhang Qixing said when the sky was almost completely dark.

Fu Ping’An stood up, looked at the mountains in the distance, and asked in a low voice: "Old man, since I became the throne, I have never slacked off, but I have achieved nothing. Why?

"Because the time has not come."

Fu Ping’An said: "When will the time come?"

Zhang Qixing said: "With armor in hand, food and grass are abundant, and all people return to their hearts."

[Zhuo Xing: What nonsense.]

Zhang Qixing showed that mysterious smile again: "Your Majesty, the time has not yet come."

Fu Ping’An thought about it. Now that she is not in charge, even if Zhang Qixing is brought into the court, she doesn't know where to put it. So she sighed: “I’m in a hurry."

Huo Pingsheng came over and urged: "Go, if you don't go, it will be dark and the road will be difficult."

Fu Ping’An nodded, turned around, and left quickly. She followed A Hua and Huo Pingsheng to wear clothes, crossing the streets and alleys; she doesn't know why, but they didn't meet anyone. It's a bit strange to say that the residents in the city stay at home because of the curfew and accidents, and no guards are patrolling the streets.

The road was smooth, and they soon saw the flames. After passing through a certain alley, she saw the tall city gate and the neatly lined soldiers.

She was taken aback. The soldiers were under her before, and she had never noticed that the neatly lined soldiers had such an astonishing momentum.

The three hid in the shadows, Huo Pingsheng pointed to Suzaku Gate, and said, "See if there is anyone you know, and just go there."

Fu Ping’An narrowed her eyes and immediately saw Tian Bin.

But at this time, she was not at ease; until she saw A Zhi Chen Yan and Bo Mengshang beside Che Yu, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "I know them."

The situation does not seem to be irreparable.

She was about to go there when she suddenly thought of something, took out the dagger in her arms, and handed it to Huo Pingsheng: "This sword is for you, the gift of saving a life is not a light gift, and I will repay you in the future."

Huo Pingsheng's eyes brightened, already very happy, took the dagger and couldn't put it down and said: "It's so beautiful, so good..."

Luo Qionghua didn't speak, just stared at her blankly.

Fu Ping’An was a little guilty, she gave Huo Pingsheng the sword to attract him, and the other party was a future general, so she naturally wanted to make friends with him.

But if we talk about today's events, it is natural that Ah Hua's contribution is greater.

Fu Ping’An touched her whole body and found nothing, so he had no choice but to say in a low voice: "Your contribution is greater, and I will reward you next time."

Luo Qionghua was not at all unhappy when she heard the words, she nodded repeatedly, and even laughed so much that Huo Ping was happy with the gift.

Fu Ping’An thought to himself: It's so coaxing.

She looked towards Suzaku Gate.

If only her ministers were so easy to coax.

...

At this time, Tian Bin and Fu Lingxian had been confronting each other for a long time in front of Suzaku's gate.

In the beginning, Fu Lingxian accused Tian Bin of blocking the palace gate and hindering the search and Tian Bin said that he had already sent people to close all the city gates to kill the rebels in the city, and now he was waiting for Her Majesty to return in front of the palace gate.

Fu Lingxian didn't know what to reply now, after all, no matter what she said; she would easily be labeled as "do not want Her Majesty to return safely".

Tian Bin must be suspicious of her, otherwise, it would be impossible to block her with all the troops at hand, and he would even rather send no troops to find Her Majesty.

If Her Majesty returns alive, is it possible to trust her?

At this moment, no matter how much Fu Lingxian was not greedy for power, she still couldn't help but have the idea that it would be all right if Her Majesty didn't come back.

She had no choice but to say: "Gu received a secret report from an informant, saying that this matter was done by Bo Wei."

Tian Bin sighed: "Your Highness is well informed. A moment ago, the King of Qi, the King of Xiang, and the King of Chu had already sealed off the city in the name of the Qing Dynasty with soldiers."

Fu Ling Xian’s expression was stiff: "It's really nonsense; obviously they have the intention of rebelling."

Tian Tan said: "I think so too."

Fu Lingxian said: "The most important thing now is not just to find Her Majesty."

Tian Bin stared at Fu Lingxian.

Fu Lingxian suddenly understood, feeling absurd: "Your Majesty is not in my hands."

As soon as the words fell, the soldiers on the side suddenly stirred up, and then amidst the torches, a thin and pale person came slowly.

"Yes, I'm here." Fu Ping’An looked up at Fu Lingxian who was riding on the horse. Her appearance was a bit embarrassed but because of her calm expression and tall and straight figure, she still appeared glorious and restrained.

She smiled and said, "Aunt Huang, uncle, I'm back."