71. Lamb in Clear Soup
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The commotion outside Chongxin Gate reached the emperor's ears, and Emperor Xining became furious.
He was still negotiating peace with the Liao Kingdom, but these street scoundrels acted on their own and ruined his plans!
He immediately issued an order, ordering the Crown Prince to investigate and punish severely those who committed crimes and looting in the name of war.
In just three days, the security and order in Lin'an City were restored.
But the closer the war got, the more terrified the Liao merchants became, and they left the capital one after another. For a time, the faces of Liao people sailing north were everywhere outside Houchao Gate.
The Jiang family's main gate was never open, except for Yingtao's daily errands. Xiao Yali lived there secretly, and with the help of secret guards, it was relatively safe.
Jiang Qinglan and others also come to visit occasionally.
One day, Cherry came in happily with a big basket of vegetables. On the corridor, she and Tuan Tuan almost filled their arms with vegetables.
Yingtao quickly hugged the basket and cried out in surprise, "Oh my, sister Tuan, don't spill the stuff!"
This aroused Tuantuan's curiosity. She stretched her neck to take a look and saw a piece of mutton and some bottles and jars inside.
The stumble just now caused a few dried golden lotus flowers to fall out of the paper bag.
Tuantuan saw that the mutton was rosy in color and had clear textures, indicating it was extremely fresh. He wondered how delicious it would be once cooked.
She licked her lips and swallowed.
Yingtao chuckled, tapped her forehead, and said, "Let's eat Madam Xue's hometown cuisine today."
Tuantuan perked up immediately upon seeing her. She had originally intended to return to the Xinghua Restaurant, but now, after throwing a tantrum in front of her sister, she finally got what she wanted.
At the beginning of noon, Yingtao put a copper pot with only water in it.
In the other large and small plates, in addition to various seasonal vegetables, there are also tender and snow-white tofu shreds, and several large plates of extremely thinly sliced lamb.
A small sky-blue celadon-glazed bowl is filled with porridge.
This porridge is not ordinary white porridge, or mung bean porridge, or vegetable porridge. It is as white as snow. When you smell it closely, you can smell the aroma of milk.
It turns out that this is the milk porridge that people in the north love to eat, which is cooked by mixing goat milk and white sugar.
Xiao Yali looked at the table full of dishes and was startled for a moment. Then she smiled happily and asked curiously, "Cherry, you clever little girl, where did you find all this?"
Meat in clear soup, milk porridge, and shredded tofu are all authentic Liao Dynasty delicacies.
Yingtao didn't dare to say that the Liao people outside were scrambling to sell off their property. These things were bought cheaply from a Liao gourmet food store. She just said, "Madam, try it first to see if it's authentic."
Xiao Yali picked up a thin piece of mutton and rolled it in boiling water.
The mutton immediately rolled into a ball, and the bright red immediately faded to a lighter color.
Then dip the meat roll into the chive sauce in the small dish in front of you, let the special aroma of chives suppress the strong smell of mutton, and then put it into your mouth.
Xiao Yali was born into a noble family, so she naturally ate elegantly, but she also laughed while eating.
After eating a few chopsticks of mutton, I took a sip of the porridge with a strong aroma of frankincense. I sighed with comfort and it was really arousing my homesickness.
In addition to the dishes on the table, there were also dried flowers in a white plate, which were light golden and lotus-shaped.
Jiang Qinglan asked, "Can you eat this flower hot?"
Modern hotpot also uses dried vegetables such as Gongcai and dried yellow flowers, but the soup base must be extremely delicious.
A clear water pot like this one is only suitable for ingredients with strong flavors such as mutton.
Yingtao said vaguely, "Oh, I don't know either. I forgot to ask!"
Xiao Yali went to the table in front and took a few cups, and brewed a few cups of tea with these flowers:
"This flower is called the Golden Lotus, and it was a favorite of the Empress Dowager of the previous Liao Dynasty. It is said that drinking it makes one's complexion radiant. Over time, the Liao nobles developed the habit of drinking Golden Lotus tea."
Jiang Qinglan took a sip and first tasted the faint cool fragrance of alpine plants, followed by a slightly sweet aftertaste, like dandelion root.
She thought to herself: The Song people should learn how to make tea from the Liao people. It is too troublesome to make tea nowadays.
But then a burp was heard. It turned out that Tuantuan ate too fast and burped.
However, this guy didn't care about the protests of his stomach at all. He was standing on the drum stool, sticking his butt out, and digging the whole plate of mutton into the pot.
Then use a bamboo basket to scoop them up and put them in your bowl.
She couldn't get used to eating chives, so she asked Yingtao to get the five-spice spicy oil prepared by her elder sister.
I asked for half a spoonful of chili, bean paste and oil, mixed it with the mutton, and then opened my mouth wide and started eating.
Jiang Qinglan smiled secretly when he saw her gluttonous look.
A few years ago in Jiangmi Lane, Tuantuan had just suffered a family disaster and was in a depressed mood and ate in a refined manner. She advised the little guy to become a glutton.
At this time, she felt that the child was grown up and it was time for him to learn to be more quiet.
Only Xiao Yali was in a good mood, and the others were also talking and laughing, so she suppressed the matter and did not mention it for the time being.
There was laughter and joyful conversation. After a quick meal, everyone was full and satisfied.
After Yingtao cleared the dishes, Xiao Yali stood up and said with a smile, "Sister Lan, do you have any swords, guns, or sticks at home? Can you lend them to me to play with while I eat?"
Jiang Qinglan was shocked. He had never heard that she knew martial arts.
Xiao Yali smiled and said:
"I'm just having some fun. Even though we Liao girls don't know martial arts, we often ride horses and shoot arrows. You Song girls are either embroidering or making tea. I can't do those, and I'm really bored."
Jiang Qinglan remembered something:
"I don't have any swords, guns, clubs, or weapons here, but I do have plenty of pens, ink, paper, and inkstones. If you're bored, did you look through the crack in the door to see if two of the troublemakers escaped that day?"
"If you see them, draw their appearance and settle the score with them later."
That day, if Jiang Qinglan had gone a little later and let those hooligans break down the gate of Xue's house, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Xiao Yali was simple-minded and thought that those people were just ordinary hooligans, with at most one or two of Liang Chan's thugs.
She is much more free and easy.
It was the same when Xue Qi was in the Liao Kingdom. Whenever there was a conflict between the two countries, he was the first to bear the brunt.
Now, she was in the same situation. Xue Qi had originally prepared a way out, but he hadn't expected things to happen so quickly.
She smiled faintly: "I remember the main culprit, how can I settle the rest? Fortunately, nothing happened. When gods fight, the little devils suffer. After all, I am a little devil from Liao."
Jiang Qinglan was somewhat disapproving of her attitude.
Xiao Yali had already turned and walked down the old plum tree, saying as he walked, "Besides, I can't draw."
She pulled a small dagger from her sleeve and held the sharp blade against the daylight.
"It's better to practice more. If anyone dares to come here again, I'll hit him like this!" As he said this, he stabbed the dagger into the tree trunk.
Although she was very strong, she had no martial arts skills. The dagger pierced the tree trunk shallowly and fell on the grass with a thud. She picked it up and stabbed it a few more times.
Jiang Qinglan thought to himself: She is also a remarkable woman, and she is a perfect match for Xue Qi, who gave up his official position to go into business.
But looking at Xiao Yali's vigorous and heroic figure, she felt something was wrong.
The old plum tree was pricked repeatedly, and leaves fell from the shaking. One leaf was blown to the ground by the wind. Jiang Qinglan was startled as if he had been hit, and he said in a lost voice:
"You can't draw? That 'Apricot Blossom Picture'..."
Xiao Yali's dagger stabbed deeper and deeper, not even bothering to look back: "What 'Apricot Blossom Picture'? I can't even write a few Chinese characters, let alone draw."
Jiang Qinglan was stunned.
It was late spring, and the air was warm and alive. In the scorching sun, small insects were buzzing around her, but she couldn't hear a thing.
Why did Xue Qi lie to her?
If the painting "Apricot Blossoms and Spring Rain in Jiangnan" wasn't sent by Xiao Yali, who else could it be? And what about those screens, the customs books, even the clothes and jewelry?
Each time, it is elegant and refined, and the gift is just right.
How come Xue Qi suddenly appeared and knew everything about her?
After thinking about the whole thing carefully, an answer slowly emerged in her mind.
No wonder Xie Linchuan was furious when she went to buy a house.
"Lu Fei, an ungrateful man, and Xue Qi, a cunning businessman." He put them together.
By the Chunbo River, he asked her if she still loved Lu Fei.
Jiang Qinglan was walking along the corridor like a wandering soul. The spring sunshine was bright and the flowers were lush. The sunlight filtering through the leaves and flowers hit her face, which was sometimes bright and sometimes dark.
Her heart was also in turmoil, with mixed emotions.
In the main hall, Yingtao and Tuantuan sat opposite each other on brocade stools, playing with flower ropes.
Cherry had already taken away the hot pot on the table, leaving only a bowl of milk porridge.
Tuantuan had just eaten so much that her throat was blocked, but she was reluctant to give up the bowl of porridge, so she said that she would play for a while and eat it later when there was some space in her stomach.
When Tuantuan saw her elder sister coming in, she jumped off the brocade stool with joy, put her short hands together and lifted her chubby legs, indicating that she wanted to be hugged.
Jiang Qinglan shook his head.
Tuantuan yelled, "Sister, why do you have two red bumps on your face!" Her face was pale, and the redness was even more obvious.
Jiang Qinglan then felt a little itchy under his left eye, perhaps because he was bitten by an insect.
She didn't even bother to scratch it, and went to the wall to take down the painting "Apricot Blossoms and Spring Rain in Jiangnan".
Cherry had already gone to get some mint mud to apply on Jiang Qinglan to relieve the itching.
Jiang Qinglan didn't care. She didn't feel itchy at all. She stared at the picture and asked softly, "Do you think this painting is beautiful?"
Tuantuan pursed his lips and said loudly:
"It's not pretty, it's dark and the flowers aren't painted red. In our Jiangnan region, when spring comes, there are so many flowers, red, purple, yellow, pink, blooming everywhere. That's what's beautiful, not like this."
Tuantuan had wanted to say this for a long time. Her sister always smiled at the painting, but she didn't think it looked pretty at all.
Cherry glanced outside the door and saw that no one was there, so she whispered, "I don't think it looks good either."
She pointed to the blank space in the painting and said with a smile:
"If you ask me, it would be better to draw three dogs fighting here! The first one bites the second one's tail, the second one kicks the third one's eyes, and the third one scratches the second one's butt."
Tuan Tuan's eyes lit up: "Great, great! They form a circle and can't be separated. The three dogs are all spinning around anxiously. This is great!"
Jiang Qinglan smiled and shook his head. What did they know?
The ice in the Imperial Canal has melted, and the water has turned blue. Flying swallows are whispering. The coldness still lingers behind the heavy curtains. To whom can I send the silver letter sealed in mud? I have reported that the master has returned, and apricot blossoms and spring rain are falling in the south of the Yangtze River. [1]
In her previous life, she couldn't draw and thought the paintings sold online were tacky, so she wrote a calligraphy like this and hung it in her dormitory.
White horses on the frontier in the west wind, apricot blossoms in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, such artistic conception has been loved by all scholars and readers of poetry and lyrics throughout the ages.
She really liked Lu Fei's painting, but unfortunately... She hardened her heart, rolled up the painting, and handed it to Yingtao: "Burn it."
Yingtao was startled, her eyes widening. Tuantuan was also startled, her mouth slightly open. "Sister, isn't this your favorite painting?"
Jiang Qinglan said calmly: "I don't like it now."
Although Cherry didn't understand the reason, she still felt it was wrong to burn such a painting. No matter how much she disliked it, it was not a waste of money! If she sold it, she could at least get some pancakes in exchange.
She said with a bitter face, "This isn't good. This painting was given to me by Madam Xue. It's right here. If someone asks about it, what will I say?"
Jiang Qinglan was silent for a moment, then took the painting back and put it in the box: "You have a point." Other people's things should be returned to their original owners.
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Outside Luzhou City, Xie Linchuan jumped off his horse and threw a water bag at Mo Shan, who was lying on the ground. "Can you do it?"
Mo Shan leaned against a rock, sat up with great effort, and took a gulp of water before waving his hands and saying, "No, no, no, I've already run five horses to death. I don't have a wife in Lin'an, and I'm going to die!"
Pinglin saw Moshan's useless look, and immediately laughed so hard that he fell backwards, and then he bared his teeth -
His thighs were worn out from riding for too long, and every movement aggravated the wound.
Strangely, this time, Xie Linchuan didn't lose his temper. His expression remained serious. "Okay, you pretend to be me and lead the army to camp outside Luzhou City. Pinglin and I will ride back to the capital."
Mo Shan raised his brows and was about to ask again, but saw that Xie Linchuan's profile in the sunlight looked as if it was cut by a knife or an axe, and his expression was very cold.
He knew that after a few years in the military camp, his master was no longer the pampered young man who once rode horses and hunted hawks in Lin'an City. With a shudder in his heart, he swallowed all his doubts.
…
Three days later, in the Lin'an Palace, I arrived at the palace.
Crown Prince Zhao You is only a little over ten years old, but he is very mature.
He liked quietness by nature, so when he returned to his bedroom, he sent his servants away and took a copy of Mencius, flipping through a few pages. Thinking of the war situation, he couldn't help but feel worried.
After the Liao army's western route retreated to Xingzhou, it regrouped and fought against Zhu Congda in Damingfu.
The Eastern Army has reached Chuzhou, which is only ten days' journey from Lin'an.
My father was terrified, but he still begged for peace, ordering the Chuzhou garrison "not to harm the Liao envoys." After a gunner accidentally fired a shell, he was actually executed.
Thinking of Concubine Meng and the eunuchs who were jumping around his father, the prince felt annoyed. He put the "Mencius" on the table, fell back in the armchair and closed his eyes to rest.
A gust of wind blew out the candlelight, and the prince saw only darkness before his eyes. Just as he was about to call for help, he heard someone whisper in the darkness, "Do you want to be emperor?"
The prince was startled and tried to grab the dagger from the secret compartment under the table, but his hand was held tightly, unable to move at all.
Under the dim moonlight, there was Xie Linchuan's handsome and stern face.
"Thank you, Prince!" the prince cried out.
Because of the aggressive look, he couldn't help but take a few steps back. His young chest was pounding, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.
Is Prince Xie trying to force the emperor to abdicate?
Even though he hated his father's cowardice and his third uncle's cunning, which led to the precarious situation, he had never thought about this day.
After all, this is treason!
Xie Linchuan pressed on: "The Queen is upright and honest, and she taught you well."
Hearing the word "Queen," the prince stopped dead in his tracks, his heart heavy. His mother, the Queen, was from an aristocratic family, graceful and elegant, yet she was being trampled underfoot by that lowly servant named Meng.
After a moment's hesitation, he seemed to have made up his mind. He puffed out his chest and said firmly, "Thank you, Prince. If I ascend the throne, I will not use civil or military means to hinder military power!"
Because he was too nervous, his voice was trembling and his tightly pursed thin lips were shaking slightly.
Xie Linchuan raised the corner of his lips: "Aren't you afraid of violating the ancestral teachings?"
Emperor Jiande was a man of great talent and strategy, but Emperors Chengping and Xining lived in his shadow. How could they achieve anything?
The Crown Prince shook his head. "The Liao Kingdom is now a tiger out of its cage. It won't return until it sees blood. Father always thinks we can still seek peace like last time."
His young face was frighteningly pale, but his voice was resolute.
"The destruction of a nation and the extinction of all races, the suffering of all people, is this what Emperor Taizu wished to see?"
Sometimes there was a strong wind, which made the "Mencius" on the table rustle.
Xie Linchuan had already made up his mind and didn't come over for final confirmation. He stared at the flipping book for a moment and said, "Go find my grandmother. She knows what to do."
After saying that, he jumped out of the window and disappeared into the night.
The prince suddenly grabbed "Mencius" in his hand, his heart beating wildly!
…
In the palace of the King of Wu, the sounds of stringed instruments, graceful singing and dancing filled the air.
There was a dazzling array of flowers, fruits, fine wines and delicacies on the table, and lamb breast was roasting on the charcoal fire, sizzling with oil.
After the dance, the King of Wu shouted "good" and opened his eyelids to reveal a pair of drunken, hazy eyes.
The maidservant beside him leaned over, took a bunch of flower stamens from the silver plate on the table in front of her, and presented it to the King of Wu, but saw that her mistress shook her head slightly.
The maid thought to herself: This flower stamen stick is an authentic Xixia delicacy. It is made by pickling the stamens of desert plants such as sand onion and sand mustard in candy, and then forming a special pattern on a silver plate.
The stamens taste sweet, but the owner may think it is too sweet.
The maidservant took a piece of yellow rice stuffed skin from the white glaze dish with peony pattern.
This dish is made by steaming millet flour into a thin skin, rolling it with rose sauce and sand date paste, and then cutting it into diamond shapes and arranging it on a plate.
The millet flour has a slightly sweet aftertaste and a soft but slightly grainy texture. The rose jam and sand date paste used as fillings are sweet but not greasy.
She thought to herself: This dish uses simple ingredients, but has a long-lasting flavor. My master has always loved it.
Who would have thought that the King of Wu still refused it, but instead said, "Bring me a cup of Xuequ tea."
Xuequ tea is also a product of Western Xia. It is made by boiling the juice of Fu tea bricks, adding snow water and rock honey. It tastes astringent but has a sweet aftertaste.
The King of Wu took a sip and found the taste peculiar and relaxing all over his body, and he sighed with satisfaction.
His eunuch looked at the table full of Xixia delicacies, hesitated for a while, and finally advised:
"Your Highness, with the enemy at hand, it's not good to be so extravagant. Besides, Xixia and our country have a grudge..."
After drinking the Xuequ tea, the King of Wu poured it on a dancer's thigh and waved his hand:
"With my brother's millions of soldiers here, what's there to be afraid of? As for revenge, my brother will go and take it. What does it have to do with a useless person like me?" He asked the dancer for a few more glasses of wine.
By the time the sun set in the west, the King of Wu was already drunk and unconscious, and had the eunuchs carry him to his bedroom.
He had been through a lot of hangovers in the past two years. Before falling asleep, he hadn't forgotten to ask for some snow koji tea to take with him, just in time to quench his thirst.
The intercom listened in and just shook its head secretly.
However, as the sky darkened, the drunk King Wu on the couch opened his eyes instantly, and his eyes were clear.
Thinking about what will happen next, even a calm person like him couldn't help but feel excited.
He endured for many years and tried his best to please Emperor Chengping, but in the end, he was still no match for the few words of etiquette between legitimate and illegitimate children.
When Emperor Xining ascended the throne, he lived a life of drunkenness and dreams, but he also made constant plans.
Now, the court is plagued by internal and external troubles, but his influence has spread everywhere. The reason he is still subordinate to others is that he is waiting for an opportunity.
…
Not long after, several people entered the bedroom from the secret passage.
Qin Yan, the governor of the northern wing of the Privy Council, was the father-in-law of the King of Wu.
They were all family, so he didn't hold back at all. He spoke freely, deducing various possibilities. Finally, he said, "Now, Xie Linchuan has arrived in Luzhou, and it's only three days away from Lin'an."
"He has the soldiers left behind by Yang Mao. They are brave and good at fighting. They even beat back the Xixia people. We have to be on guard."
That year, Qin Yan's only son had his leg broken by Xie Linchuan, becoming a lame man. He then gradually became depressed, indulged in extravagant activities, contracted a heart disease and died.
From then on, Qin Yan regarded Xie Linchuan as a thorn in his side and wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, the Xie family was too powerful, so he never found an opportunity. Now that the King of Wu had started a rebellion, it was a good opportunity to plan this.
So, Qin Yan boasted to the King of Wu all day long: To resist foreign aggression, we must first stabilize the country. The Liao Kingdom is easy to deal with. At most, we can cede land and pay compensation. But this is a matter of life and death, and the nine generations of the clan will be exterminated.
He had already made up his mind to let Chen Fang and Li Xian intercept and kill Xie Linchuan outside the city of Jiangning Prefecture. Even if they could not completely wipe him out, they would at least drag him half to death.
The King of Wu paused but did not express his opinion. He stroked a white glazed cup, but smiled without saying a word.
He knew exactly what Xie Linchuan wanted. They had known each other for ten years, so what was there to be on guard against?
All the previous tit-for-tat confrontations were just for Emperor Chengping to see.
However, apart from the two of them, no one else knew about this matter, and even these trusted people in front of them were kept in the dark.
But when he thought of what happened in Bianliang, he still felt a little hesitant.
He had done something very cruel, so it was inevitable that Xie Linchuan would mind it.
Therefore, he turned a blind eye to Qin Yan's plan to frame Xie Linchuan by using the Liao woman named Xiao.
Seeing Lu Fei sitting quietly on the rose chair with an expression that didn't tell whether he was happy or sad, he asked, "What do you think of what Minister Qin said, Junior Supervisor Lu?"
Thinking of the rumors in the community, he also felt a little playful.
"Aren't you still thinking about Jiang Yuan's daughter?"
Once Xie Linchuan dies, won’t the girl belong to him, Lu Fei?
Lu Fei was just a civil official, and he didn't care about these dirty and strange things.
But he was supported by the King of Wu. Now the king is unjust and the enemy is at the gates of the city. He has to board the pirate ship even if he doesn't want to.
He concentrated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't think so."
"Oh?" King Wu was a little surprised.
As far as he knew, although Lu Fei looked silent and calm, he had done a lot of stupid things in private for his ex-wife.
However, unlike Xie Linchuan, he was open about everything. Now it seems that he is willing to sacrifice a little for the greater good?
Lu Fei said calmly, "Thank you, Prince, for defending the country against the enemy, defeating Yuan Hao and Yelu Jun. Although you were unable to rescue the people of Bianliang in time, you repelled the enemy in Xiangzhou and protected the northern mountains and rivers."
"How can we take advantage of someone's misfortune and do such evil things?"
King Wu smiled slightly, but he didn't show it on his face. In his heart, he disagreed with Lu Fei's words.
Defending the country against the enemy and rescuing the people from danger are just the words of a scholar. A general's success is built on the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers, and imperial power is always won through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
But then he added, "Your Highness is a man of great talent and vision. His previous indulgence in luxury was merely a way of hiding his incompetence."
"We have been planning for years, and now the great event is about to be accomplished. To punish the unjust, how can we act on our own? Even if we have made great achievements for generations, we will still be criticized in the future."
Upon hearing this, the King of Wu immediately put down the white glazed cup in his hand. On the rosewood table, the snow-flavored tea trembled slightly.
After years of dormancy, I only hope for today.
Thinking of what was about to happen, he was suddenly excited and stood up: "You are right!"
He didn't care about human life at all. What mattered to him was his achievements and leaving a name in history.
…
When Lu Fei came out, dark clouds were gathered in the sky, covering the bright full moon. The night wind suddenly blew, making the locust trees beside the road rustle.
Lu Fei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, stepped onto the carriage, and resolutely said two words: "Go!"
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The candlelight flickered, the clock ticked. When Xie Linchuan arrived, the King of Wu was admiring the map on the table with his hands behind his back.
When the King of Wu heard that he was coming, he was surprised at first. Qin Yan had just said that he was still in Luzhou, so how come he arrived tonight?
But before he could react, the person had already entered. He had no choice but to stand up, shaking his clothes as if to greet an old friend: "Liuguang, why are you back?"
Xie Linchuan locked the door behind him, sat down on the rose chair, and smiled slightly: "Your Highness is planning something big, how can Liuguang not come?"
The King of Wu coughed lightly, trying to hide his embarrassment. "My plans with them have all been written down in a secret letter, which should have left Lin'an by now."
Xie Linchuan nodded and said nothing else.
The cup of Xuequ tea on the table had not been removed yet. The yellow tea showed a style that was completely different from that of the Central Plains Dynasty.
When King Wu saw the snow-flavored tea, he was stunned for a moment.
Xie Linchuan, at his leisure, had already picked up the silver kettle of snow water and filled it into the white glazed cup. He then added rock honey and sea buckthorn powder and whisked it evenly with a bronze tea whisk.
He drank the strange-looking tea in one gulp, then suddenly smashed the cup to the ground with a "bang". He stood up, his eyes like sharp swords, piercing the King of Wu:
"Outside Chongxin Gate, the Xue family was besieged and Xiao Zhuo's daughter was captured. The Xixia ambush prevented me from returning to Bianliang in time, leading to such a disaster. Was it all your plan?!"
【Author’s words】
[1] Yu Ji, “Wind in the Pines, Sent to Ke Jingzhong”
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