Jiangcheng, the capital of Ningguo
Ice covered for hundreds of miles, snow covered for thousands of miles, this year's Jiangcheng ushered in another cold wave in the past ten years on the winter solstice.
The dignitaries hid in the sedan chair, and the sedan bearers walked steadily on the thin snow. The female ambassadors who followed the sedan chair hid their hands in their cotton sleeves and walked quickly to ward off the cold.
The prodigal swordsman wandering around the capital hung a wine bottle on his waist. Occasionally, he met his opponent and drank a mouthful of wine to drive out the cold. He went away with a sword to learn martial arts. Originally, these confrontations were supposed to take place in the streets and lanes of Yin Jiao. But today, two drunken swordsmen came to compete with each other.
The nobleman's sedan chair moved forward slowly, but when he reached the place where the swordsmen competed, he had to stop. After all, the sedan chair bearer did not want to be hurt by the flying sword.
"Why doesn't Liuxiu leave?"
A female voice of accountability came from the sedan chair. The female envoy close to the sedan chair hurriedly explained: "Princess, there are two swordsmen competing..."
The woman in the sedan chair was surprised: "What? There are swordsmen competing on the official road in Kyoto? In such a majestic place, there is no royal law! Let them compete elsewhere! Otherwise, let the city guard take the people away!" The princess was angry, and Liu Xiu dared not snub her. She stepped forward and said: "Two swordsmen, the sedan chair of the palace is here, please move to compete!"
The competition between the two people was in full swing, and they turned a deaf ear to the outside world.
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"Ah!" Princess Xuan exclaimed, and her appearance faded. Just when the swordsman could not control the meaning of the sword, a stone flew to dissolve it.
The swordsman saw that his sword was broken. Looking around, he saw a beggar in rags standing outside the crowd with a slingshot in his hand.
Yin Fanxin looks worried and rushes to the front of Princess Xuan's sedan chair. Putong kneels down with a slightly nervous voice. He bows his head and says, "Grass...... When the grass people were playing slingshot just now, they almost hit the lady. Thanks to the swordsmanship of the chivalrous man, otherwise the little beggar will die today!"
Hearing the words, the chivalrous man was stunned. It was clearly the beggar who blocked his sword, but now she says the opposite?
The princess looked at the beggar through the curtain of the sedan chair and was shocked. How could she be so similar? Then I found it ridiculous that there are not many people with similar looks in the world, and I actually want to go to places I shouldn't think about.
When I looked at the serious swordsman, if the swordsman hurt her, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the city guard must go there, which must be a heavy punishment. But the beggar said this, but the swordsman saved himself. A beggar had no intention of playing, and the city guard could not control it!
It's a smart mouth!
The emperor doesn't know where the warlock came from these days. He said that Ning's geomancy is that Yin and Yang are uncoordinated. Yang is flourishing and Yin is declining. He wants to set up a battalion of women soldiers under the Ministry of War. There are many strong generals in Ning who have recuperated for many years. Civil officials in the national politics have been promoted by the emperor. But after all, there are few women who want to practice martial arts. Father is worried about putting people in. Look at this beggar's extraordinary skills. Let's stay around and have a look, If it is appropriate, then recommend it for internal support.
"Liu Xiu, take her back to the mansion!" Princess Xuan said, and the servants could not help but take back the Buddhist heart who was kneeling on the ground.
Brahma Xin waited for a long time in the atrium of Prince Li's residence. She would play around with her tattered clothes to amuse some flowers. She sneered. King Li is really stingy. After ten years, the layout and scenery in the yard have not changed at all. Is it no one to pay attention to her, or is it no care at all? This has nothing to do with her. She didn't come back to see these senseless scenes.
An hour later, Brahma Xin was a little bored. At this time, Liu Xiu came out slowly and said to her, "Beggar, come with me."
Brahma Xin answered, and quickly buried her head in small steps to follow closely, afraid of the cute appearance of getting lost. She didn't know that she could walk back and forth even with her eyes closed.
The winding corridor of Prince Li's residence extends to the inner courtyard with a garden and several pavilions, which leads to the Xiyuan, where Princess Li lives.
Liu Shi, Princess Xuan, was half lying on the soft roof, holding a warming bell pot in her hand, her eyes half closed, and she seemed sleepy.
After Brahma Xin entered the door, he quickly knelt down and tried to make himself look very panicky. He said haltingly, "Grass people pay a visit to the princess... Grass... Grass people almost hurt the princess today for playing. Please forgive the princess... Grass people... Grass people..."
Brahma Heart's voice was very loud, and Princess Xuan, who was half asleep, almost lost the thermos in her arms.
"Well, I don't want to do anything about you, but I brought you back when I saw you were smart." Princess Xuan looked at Liu Xiu, but she couldn't resist being sleepy, so she asked Liu Xiu to continue to ask.
"Little beggar, what's your name and surname? Where are you from?"
"The name of the grass people is Yin, the name is Fanxin, and they are from the city." The city is a small town hundreds of miles away from the capital Jiangcheng. A few years ago, there was a famine, and indeed many refugees came to the capital.
"Are your parents still at home?"
"Grass roots parents died early..."
"Do you have brothers and sisters?"
"There is a brother in the grass people's family, who is weak and sickly..."
Liu Xiu remembered that the princess had told her earlier that she would stay as long as there was someone in her family, regardless of the origin of martial arts. Although she did not understand the meaning of the princess, she did it herself.
"Today I saw that you are good, and the swordsman has at least six or seven grades. Of course, the sword meaning is powerful. Since you saved the princess, the princess was kind enough to leave you behind. Just protect the princess, and you won't lose money."
Brahma Xin's buried face showed a smile, and finally turned into a grateful face, and bowed down with both hands: "Princess Xie."
With a bang, the thermos pot in Princess Xuan's hand fell to the ground. Her eyes were still bloodshot, and she said helplessly, "What's your name?"
"Yin Fan's heart..." Liu Xiu whispered beside him.
"Oh, my heart, keep your voice down and take her down."
Liu Xiu answered and led Brahma Xin out.
Just as he was about to leave the gate of the West Garden, Brahma stopped and looked back at the red plum tree in the West Garden, which bloomed happily in the white snow. The old scenery was still the same, but things had already changed
"Heart?" Liu Xiu saw Brahma standing straight in front of the gate of the West Garden. Maybe the beggar was shocked by the majesty of the palace.
"Oh, I think the plum blossom is beautiful..."
Liu Xiu frowns - do beggars like flowers?
"Don't look at it. There will be more opportunities to see it later. I will take you to settle down first."
Brahma Xin smiled and nodded, and Liu Xiu saw that she was cute and said, "Your brother is also settling down in the mansion. Later, when you settle down, go to pick him up."
"Yes." Fanxin answered. If Liu Shi wants to hold himself in her hands, she must have her weakness in her hands, otherwise she will never trust herself. The means of checks and balances are so sophisticated that her mind is not pure.
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