Chapter 67 Nine Sons Take the First Son 1

In the thirteenth year of Beiqiu Hongwu, Beiqiu, the seventh son of the king of Beiqiu, returned to the dynasty triumphantly.

The blood of the rebel thieves, the battle song of the golden iron horse, and the particularly fierce war. The general's sword was in his hand and the horse ran to the distant territory. The armor was washed by the enemy's blood, and the weapons hit Huo Huo Huo.

It was the god of war of the Beiqiu Dynasty, a particularly dazzling history of fame. The seventh son of the Beiqiu emperor's favorite volunteered to pacify the world in the name of a teenager and general, and killed the thieves who were self-respecting troops, colluding with foreign relatives and making himself king under the knife, saving the people of Beiqiu again and again. Suffering.

These seven princes were born noble, but they were willing to die outside their bodies. He is a true hero born for the people, the proud son of heaven, but that's all.

In just a few years, the Beiqiu imperial dynasty has become the hegemon of the world. Now the seventh prince Beiqiu, who has made outstanding achievements in the war, has returned to the court. The fishermen all started their work and ran to the city to see the elegant demeanor of the "God General". What's more, even the pregnant woman who was about to give birth did not hesitate to drag her heavy body to the street without dissuade him. .

At this moment, it is ten minutes at noon. The road into the city has long been a red felt road. The imperial army stands solemnly on both sides, and the silver armor is clear. The emperor of the ninety-five emperor stands under the city, and the feather fan and treasure flags. The long dragons are bright yellow and luxurious, shining with silver light. The two officers and soldiers in the city blocked tens of thousands of people on both sides, and even one side of the teahouse streets and alleys are full. People.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Look, the general is coming."

Tianzi's face showed a happy face for a moment, slightly raised his arm, and then Li Le was as famous. A woman's figure slowly appeared on the tower, like a hundred flowers blooming. The woman in the middle was dressed in red like fire, a graceful body, skirts turned over, and long sleeves danced elegantly.

From afar away, it is rare in the world to distinguish the symbol of the woman's life.

This is Feng Jiuge, the youngest daughter of the current superintendent, who was raised by her father in the folk. At this time, she was just a young daughter's family.

The dance of Fengjiuge is because of the divine general who is loved by the people. She has mentioned this god-like man again and again, and she has a desire to peep. This time, she begged her father to dance just to see the demeanor of the god general.

Her dance is called Jiuhua, and this dance has arrived at this time **. With the music, all the women put aside their long embroidered waists, like a pink eight-petal chrysanthemum. Feng Jiuge jumped high from the position of the heart of the flower and waved all her long belt in an instant. Her heart moved and couldn't help looking in the direction of the city, but by the man The golden light around him shook, his eyes narrowed, and his body lost his center of gravity, and quickly fell to the city.

Someone began to sigh, and Feng Jiuge felt cold in his heart. He thought that he might die and was almost scared.

In her heart, she was sure to die. Unexpectedly, her waist seemed to be held by a long arm. She opened her eyes in shock. The man's body was glowing with golden light, and his side face was as white as jade. His lines were beautiful, not like ordinary people, which stunned her for a moment.

"What? Aren't you afraid?"

I don't know when the man had already looked at her with a smile. Feng Jiuge came to his senses, his face turned red, but he did not look away, and he slightly hooked his lips: "You are Beiqiu."

Hearing what she said, the man was slightly stunned, turned to the ground and laughed: "I'm Beiqiu. Whose woman are you? Why don't you know how to call yourself a slave? Aren't you afraid of being punished?"

"I'm not afraid."

Fengjiuge has never seen such a gorgeous smile. Her heart moved, and her other arm has hooked the other party's neck, her chin raised, and her smile became more and more confusing: "I have been in the folk since I was a child. No one taught me to call myself a slave when I saw the prince. Do you want to teach me a lesson?"

The little woman was so afraid of him that he couldn't help shaking his head with a smile, hooked his evil lips, and pushed the other party away: "Do you want to marry me?"

Feng Jiuge's heart jumped a few times when he heard the words, staring on the man's handsome face, and his lips opened slightly: "Then do you want to marry me?"

In an instant, both of them looked at each other fixedly. The burning Feng Jiuge's heart was hot. Unexpectedly, the man quickly looked up to the sky and laughed for a while. Suddenly, he looked at her again, with a smile on his lips and a few simple words.

"I don't want to."

I don't want to.

is the smile of these three words, which made Feng Jiuge more and more sweet and painful in the long years.

She has always wanted to witness that when she witnessed the god-like man and the thousands of iron riders behind him, her heart and feelings could never be taken back.

Soon, the news of the canonization of the crown prince of the Beiqiu Emperor came out. The final candidate of the prince of Beiqiu was Beiqiu Rui, the third prince of Beiqiu.

From the civil and military officials to the fishermen, everyone felt strange, but when they heard that it was the seventh prince himself who refused the throne and recommended his brother Beiqiu Rui as the prince, they felt it was most suitable.

With a word, the seventh prince of Beiqiu was able to decide the choice of the prince. On the court, the people were all surprised and couldn't help but be more awe of this god-like general.

The wind banquet of Beiqiu was held three days after returning to the dynasty. In the Jinluan Hall, all the civil and military officials had seats. The nine sons of the emperor of Beiqiu, except for the current third prince Beiqiu Rui, who sat on the chief on the left side, was opposite the famous fourth prince of Beiqiu, the fourth prince of Beiqiu, the country, who was the charming and beautiful talent of Beiqiu. , the eldest son of the emperor's favorite concubine Lijin.

The beauty of Lijin's noble concubine can already be used as a son of disaster. Who would think that this fourth prince is even more evil? His phoenix eyes are as light as water, and he doesn't know how many murders have been covered up.

Several sons of the emperor of Beiqiu sat down in turn. As soon as the seventh prince Beiqiu Xiong sat down beside the third prince, the whole hall became quiet.

Feng Jiuge sat next to her father and looked at the man in the hall who was drinking. With that smile, she couldn't help laughing, thinking that there were some accidents that day. If she could dance for him in this hall, it would not be in vain.

Thinking about how the ministers in the court had risen to praise the achievements of the seven princes, the ministers got up one after another and all flattered the seven princes.

The man in the high hall smiled, but the noble concubine Lijin, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes on the right, looked at the old eunuch standing on one side. The old eunuch nodded and quietly withdrew from the hall.

Palace, Qiyue Hall

The woman is dressed in red brocade, with half bright red between her eyebrows. Her face in the mirror is beautiful, and her eyes are as light as water, quiet like an elegant lily.

"Zhe Zhe, on the day the seventh prince returned to the dynasty, are you sure you saw someone like me on the tower?"

The woman suddenly opened her mouth and looked at the beautiful girl. The girl was dressed in light pink clothes. When she heard the words, she leaned over, opened a pair of big watery eyes, and said, "Sister Xiyue, don't say it. I thought it was you at first, but unfortunately she was the daughter of the Feng family, but you are just a dancer. You look like this. It's like that, but the identity is so bad.

The woman smiled when she heard the words. There was a little sadness in the smile, and the little girl shook her head.

I couldn't suppress her excitement. The woman reached out and drew her eyebrows carefully. Her heart beat much faster when she thought of seeing that person.

Is it her? Will that person be her?

After makeup, the woman got up and heard the sound of footsteps outside the hall.

"You little hoofs, why don't you hurry up? The ninth prince has arrived. The noble concubine said that if you can win the first prize today, you will be rewarded, otherwise you will offend the noble concubine. Even if you want to protect your life, you can't protect it."

The two turned around when they heard the voice. The eunuch was dressed in a bright palace uniform, which was obviously different from the eunuchs they usually saw. When they saw him holding the dust, they suddenly felt clear in their hearts. They pulled the little girls aside and stood with the dancers, slightly restrained their eyebrows, made a bow, and followed the group shouted.

"I met my father-in-law."

The old eunuch no longer embarrassed them after getting the etiquette. He turned his orchid fingers and said, "Huh up, remember, you must pull out that lottery."

After saying that, the old eunuch snorted coldly and turned around and walked out.

When the old eunuch went away, Zhe Zhe couldn't help his active nature. He learned from the eunuch to raise his orchid fingers and pinch his voice in a good way: "You guys hurry up."

Zhezhe's appearance is really a little similar. The woman present couldn't help laughing. She couldn't help looking at the woman beside her and suppressed her smile: "Sister Xiyue, you must dance well this time. I'm afraid it will be difficult for anyone in the world to dance. When we get the mother's reward, To redeem ourselves and leave here, the two of us will find a quiet place and live a solid life.

After listening to this, the woman who attacked the moon did not answer immediately. Dai's eyebrows slightly and suddenly turned her face. After waiting for a while, she said, "Zhe, in fact, I also want to live as you said, but I have one more important thing to do than living. Wait for me for a while and wait for me to do this matter. After that, I will go with you and live the kind of life you said.

"What is more important than living?"

Zhezhe looked at the woman in front of him doubtfully and couldn't help sighing that her sister had a good birth.

"Yes..."

The woman was about to open her mouth when she heard someone come in and shouted at them.

"Go to the hall and dance. It's your turn."

Before she finished speaking, she hesitated for a moment. The woman quickly spread her eyebrows, took Zhezhe's hand and whispered, "Let's dance first."

Zhe Zhe couldn't help rolling his eyebrows. For some reason, he always felt that it would be difficult for them to come back. He couldn't help holding the woman's hand: "Sister Xiyue, why don't we jump? Let's go to plead with the Empress, we..."

"Fool."

The woman's fingertips were a little on her lips with a gentle smile: "We have agreed to go with you as soon as my business is done."

The little girl wanted to say something, but the strength that firmly grasped her seemed to be stubborn and could no longer break away.