Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

I shook my head subconsciously, Qing Han saw me like this, and immediately frowned deeply.

"what happened?"

"..."

This is why I have been disturbed since the beginning.

Those horrible weapons were sold to the south by the Buddhist kingdom more than 20 years ago. In other words, at that time, they already had powerful weapons sufficient to destroy the imperial court, but they did not use them.

It was Nishikawa who really fought the court with the sword and sword.

Xichuan and Jiangnan's inextricable and even inhumane relationship need not be repeated; since Xichuan fought against the imperial court, and the forces of the south purchased such a batch of weapons, of course, they must be given to Xichuan for use, but Such terrible weapons did not even appear on the battlefield of Xichuan.

Not only did the parties not mention these weapons in the records of the original war, if they were used, the battle between Xichuan and the imperial court would not be defeated, so the pattern of the dynasty would be as early as 20 years It was time to rewrite it.

Thinking of it, I was a little thankful beyond doubt.

Fortunately, these batches did not really appear, otherwise, I don't know how many innocent souls will die in the battle.

The question is-where are those weapons?

Why did they not use it after buying it more than 20 years ago?

They must not intentionally not use it. Such a weapon should have been born for war, but if the people in Xichuan did not intentionally not use it, why did they not use it? Is there something wrong in the middle that made them not use such a terrible weapon, and thus lost the original war?

I thought, I just felt heavy in my heart.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Qing Han looking at me with a serious look, and his eyes flickered, as if he had any questions to ask, but hesitated.

I said, "What do you want to ask me?"

"..." He nodded.

"You ask."

"You've heard of this firearm deal."

"Ok."

"Then who told you, who is it?"

His voice was very low, and the more he talked about it, the lower it became. I could hardly hear the last few words, but this question still fell into my heart.

I will never tell anyone this answer easily, but the other person is him-I bit my lower lip and hesitated for a long time before slowly saying, "Yes, my mother."

"...!"

His eyes widened lightly and coldly: "Your, mother?"

I looked at him calmly and nodded.

I don't intend to hide him, these are already intended to tell him, not to mention, his teacher is Fu Baji, how much does this old man who does not follow the common sense teach to his most concerned disciple, how much, I can't control it, I just hope that let me tell him the part about myself.

Obviously, the sudden doubts and problems that shocked Qing Han to the extreme today, for a moment, his eyes were blank and confused, and he could not say anything, but at this time, the uncle Gui came in from the outside.

He seemed to feel that the atmosphere in the room was heavier than before. He paused and smiled at us: "Sorry two, there are a lot of things today, and it's hard to say hello to you."

"It's ok."

I smiled a little, Uncle Gui should have some reservations, but for him, it is not easy to say this to us who met for the first time. I got up to thank him and was about to go out , Suddenly looked back at him and said, "Uncle Ghost, there is a question, you don't need to answer, I just ask."

He hesitated for a moment, unable to understand what I meant: "Wh-what?"

"Is the person who bought the weapons at that time surnamed Xue?"

Uncle Gui suddenly widened his eyes: "You, why are you--"

"Excuse me."

I nodded, and turned around without going further, ready to go out. When I reached the door, I was about to reach for the curtain. When I turned back to Qing Han, I saw that he stood there with a heavy face, as if he was not ready to leave.

"Light cold?"

Instead of looking at me, he turned to the uncle Gui and said, "I also have a question for you, so please answer me."

Uncle Gui frowned, and said, "What's the problem?"

"Can you still sell such weapons?"

I only care about the business more than 20 years ago, but I almost forgot that if they are still doing this business now, and then sell this fierce weapon to the south, once the war begins, the court can almost be said to have nothing Win face, and Qing Han has always been heavy, apparently worrying about this.

Uncle Ghost seemed to think he would ask some questions about the original sale or business this time, but who knew he had asked this, but instead relaxed, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "No."

"Why? You don't do business, do you make money as long as you have money?"

Uncle Ghost laughed: "It is natural to make money when you have money, but how can you sell it without goods?"

"No cargo?" Qinghan and I were both shocked and looked at him together: "Why?"

Uncle Ghost said: "After that kind of firearm was sold more than 20 years ago, the place where the firearm was produced suddenly caught fire. The drawings, key utensils, design and manufacturing people were all burned by a fire. Empty."

"what?!"

"The power of that weapon is so powerful that it was originally cast secretly by our court. Once people die, things are gone, and it is too difficult to make it. Some people continue to want to re-manufacture these years, and even want to borrow from Heaven. Back to the batch of weapons we had sold, even if we borrowed one, it would be helpful, unfortunately— "

When he said that, he didn't say any more.

Qing Han and I looked at each other.

Such domineering weapons no longer appear, which is a good thing anyway, but-after selling the batch to the south, things are extinct, is this a coincidence, or-?

There are too many mysteries that cannot be solved, maybe, they cannot be solved.

I stood still at the door and did not move, but Qing Han arched his hand towards the uncle Gui, and came over and opened the curtain to let me out, and I went out myself.

As soon as I went out, I saw Shui Xiu guarding a string of delicate chains on the shelf and couldn't open my eyes. He lowered his head and counted the copper plates in the purse. Xiao Fuzi was crying beside her. How much money. "

Shui Xiu pursed his lips, and when he looked back at us, he immediately greeted his eyes: "Girl, you're finished."

"Um." I nodded, and saw Du Yan in the corner of his eyes. He still stood at the door like a statue with no expression on his face. He only saluted us when he came out.

I slightly tickled the corners of my lips and turned to Shui Xiu, "What have you done?"

Shui Xiu grinned: "Girl, look at that chain, it's so pretty. Can I--"

Wu Yan really didn't say anything wrong, this girl is shallow-eyed.

I said indifferently: "To come out today is to do business, what are you doing?"

"……Oh."

Shui-xiu was a little bit grieved, and pursed his lips, then stood aside, Xiao Fuzi looked unbearable, and came forward and whispered in her ear: "Next time I come out, bring you."

Shui Xiu snorted and pounded his chest with his elbow, causing Xiao Fuzi to grin with pain.

Seeing this scene, I just thought it was funny. When I looked back at the light cold, he just stood there, thinking silently, and didn't care about this side at all, so I turned to tell Xiaofuzi: "Go and drive over."

"Yes."

Xiao Fuzi agreed, and went out with Du Yan. Shui Xiu still stood a little bit aggrieved. I slowly walked to the door and saw Qing Han also came out slowly. His brows were still locked and twisted. A deep Sichuan word.

I know that everything I saw and heard today was too shocking for him, and it was probably not bad for me, but all this, I felt faintly, it seemed that it was not just some past news. It ’s just that I do n’t know how amazing these “past things” will be in the future.

Standing at the door of this small shop and watching the people coming and going outside, I suddenly felt empty inside.

What about the monstrous waves? Compared to the torrent of history, people are like duckweeds that are invisible on the water, and can only follow the waves, but no matter how difficult, they still have to live day by day. War, slaughter, government, and power, no matter how grand those things are, only the breath, heartbeat, and smile of the person in front of them are true.

Looking at me in a dreamy way, he whispered, "What are you thinking?"

I looked up at him and smiled. "You said, what if I now hold you like this and we run together?"

"..."

He paused.

For a long while, he didn't speak. In the face of his stiff expression, I smiled slightly: "Just kidding."

This time, the next Shuixiu first breathed a long sigh of relief.

Just kidding.

Even if I really want to run, it wo n’t be now. Even when the uncle Ghost in the house just raised the curtain for a while, I can see three people walking past the low wall. No matter where I go, I stare at me. There are no fewer of these people.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing, but Qing Han never smiled.

At this time, Xiao Fuzi and Du Yan had already driven the car over. I stood at the door and looked at him: "Would you like to go back together?"

He shook his head slightly.

In fact, Du Yan had already seen him, not to mention so many people around him. The news that I met him was afraid that it would now be returned to the palace. It would be meaningless to cover it up, but he still Refused.

In other words, here we are going to separate.

It was not easy at first. At this time, it became a bit heavy. I let Suixiu get on the carriage first, and I stood at the door and looked at the man opposite. He also seemed to have a heavy heart, but he did n’t know that It's about me, or about his big things.

Uncle Gui has been standing next to us, and his eyes seemed to be thinking about something. At this time, he came forward and tentatively said, "Two of us, aren't we--"

Qinghan and I looked back at him.