Eight Treasures Trousseau

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In the capital, such a murder case was made, and other ordinary people were worried. When they had not yet reached the curfew, there were not many pedestrians on the street, which seemed to be much more deserted than usual.

"Country horse, the rain has already gotten big. Do we find a place to rest?" Outside the carriage, a little smack rubbed the rain on his face, and his heart was glaring at God. It all rained for a few days, so It is easy to wait until the weather is fine before going out. Who knows that it is raining again on the way back, and it is unfortunate that the posture is still getting bigger and bigger.

"No," Luo Zhongqi looked up from the curtain. "The curfew is coming, we will go back to the government earlier, lest the county owner worry."

"Yes," Xiao Yan did not dare to say anything more. He only told the driver to drive faster, so that the rain would get bigger and bigger. It wouldn't matter if they drenched them. If the county horses were cold, they would return to the county. Penalize them.

Luo Zhongkai was also very annoyed in his heart. He thought that the words that the Prince had said were always a little uneasy. If he talks about character, he would appreciate the king of Shengjun more. Unfortunately, the Prince is orthodox. He is a loyal lord. He can only stand on the side of the Prince.

Just did not think of the county owner she...

The carriage suddenly slammed, and Luo Zhongyi frowned. "What happened?"

No one answered outside, and he felt bad in his heart. When he picked up the curtains of the car, he suddenly changed his face, because he found that the guards and the little sisters he had brought out were silently lying on the ground, and the ground was bloody.

He didn't breathe in his breath. He only felt a silver flash in front of his eyes, and there was some itching in his throat. When he opened his mouth and tried to call for help, his eyes were dark.

"Boom!"

The leader looked at the man in the suit who fell out of the carriage. The heavy rain washed the blood from his body, which added a bit of death.

"The head collar, no one is alive."

"withdraw."

The rain grew bigger and bigger, and gradually washed away all the footprints. No one would have thought that at the foot of the emperor, there would be such a murder case in the streets of Beijing.

"What?! Linping County horse was assassinated in the place where he was dozens of feet from his house last night?!" Hua Xizhen almost did not break the tea pot in his hand, and even two drops of tea on his back could not be taken care of. Are people still alive?"

"Master, you are careful," Bai Xia busy wiped the tea on the back of her hand. Fortunately, this tea is not too hot, otherwise it would be better to burn the master. She reached out and took the teacup in the hands of Hua Xizhen, whispering. "The slaves heard that the white house has been blown up in the main government of Linping County."

Hua Xizhen was a little surprised. I remembered that Linping County’s owner could marry this man, but he couldn’t care about it. Now that this man is gone, leaving the Linping County Lord and two children, it’s really nothing good.

At this time, there were a few people outside who took the box and looked at it. After the red cockroaches examined it, he frowned. "Who is this night pearl? The master does not like this thing. I will not let this in the yard."

"Small record," the next person holding the night pearl box carefully closed the lid, some feelings, the night of the precious pearls in the eyes of Wang Hao is like dirt, but unfortunately the prince sent a heart, did not think that Wang Hao is not good.

Hua Xizhen listened to a few nieces to count the things that Jinqiu people sent, and the original point was gradually faded. She even thought that no matter how rigid the relationship between Linping County and Xianwangfu, but at least she kept the family Blood. If she wants to find a few men who are united, raising a few face-to-face in the house, no one dares to say anything, as long as those face-to-face are not forced to come.

Not long after, Jin Jinqiu hurried in, seeing Hua Xiyu sitting in the window and staring, then walked beside him and sat down: "What?"

Hua Xijun shook his head and said: "Nothing, I heard that what happened last night, some uncomfortable."

Jin Jinqiu rubbed her palm and did not speak.

Seeing him like this, Hua Xiyu hesitated for a moment: "Now there is no Hummer, Linping County and the two children are afraid that they will not be able to slow down for a while."

"In recent years, your body has slowly improved. You can't go to the yin-heavy place of the mourning hall." Jin Jinqiu shook his head and directly denied that Hua Xizhen did not have time to say anything. "Luo Zhongkai is a good emperor." My relatives, his funeral rites and officials are responsible, you don't have to worry."

Hua Xiyu heard the cold meaning in his words and stopped mentioning it. There is a close relationship between people. There is a layer of smoke between her and Jin Jinqiu, but it is undeniable that he is the closest person to himself except his relatives.

"I just heard people say that you don't like the night pearl?" Jin Jinqiu did not understand why Hua Xizhen was so unhappy with the night pearl, so he asked directly, "What do you like, I will let you find it for you."

"The things you gave me can't be loaded in the warehouse," Hua Xixiao smiled. "I just saw in the ancient books that the night pearl will disturb people's thoughts and should not be placed indoors."

"It turns out that," Yan Jinqi smiled and took her to her knees and sat down. "If you don't like it, you don't like it. If there is any good thing in the future, I will send it again."

The means of using precious items to swear people, it really has a long history and longevity.

When the two finally finished their exercise in bed, Hua Xiyi thought in confusion: How did they lie on the bed?

The murder of Luo Zhongkai is tantamount to investing a bomb in the capital. Countless officials are in danger. Even the county horses can be assassinated, let alone these people?

Kailong Emperor is probably the most furious person. As a child, some people have assassinated the imperial family in his eyelids, and they have also started to work near the main government of Linping County. This is simply not to put him in the eye! "

No one dared to face the anger of the Son of Heaven, so the order of the whole city was strictly checked. When the government settled in the city, it was better. Even the people who eat the tyrants and the thieves touched the industry. After all, the limelight is too Tight, they don't want to be inexplicably a punching bag.

How do people outside think that the Linping County Lord has no psychological meeting, she cried all day in the hall, and even her two children were unwilling to take care of it.

How can she not believe that this man who has been sleeping with his family for a few years has gone, and the place where he was killed is so close to the county government, obviously... Home, why is this?

"Beijing, Beijing," she walked to the door and looked at the direction of the palace. She suddenly laughed and laughed and tears came out. "I was wrong, wrong."

She did not dare to promise to come to Beijing, and she was wrong from the beginning. After they were moved by the secrets of the emperor, they were destined to embark on a path full of intrigues and tricks.

"Zhong Zhong," Lin Pingjun's main face slammed his face, tears suddenly fell, her mind is full of pictures with Luo Zhongkai. Although Luo Zhongkai is a careless man, at least he has been respectful with himself for at least these years, and he has not had any unpleasantness. If she didn't come to Beijing at the beginning, she and Luo Zhongkai were still the most distinguished couples in Jiangcheng. Who wouldn't give them face?

Nowadays, she is in the capital. Although she is a county owner, she is not only supported by the government. Her county owner is just an empty shelf. In all the capitals of the nobles, what is her empty shelf county?

According to the words of Luo Zhongkai, Qin Tianjian calculated the date of his burial. On the day of the burial, many people in Beijing built a memorial pavilion on the funeral road.

Hua Xijun even went to the county government. When she arrived, many people had already arrived. After seeing her appear, after the people had saluted each other, Hua Xiyu stood in the nearest place to Linping County.

Regardless of how cold the Linping County Master and the Xianwang House are, the relationship between the two faces is the latest. No matter what the inside is, in this crowded occasion, the performance also has to perform a friendly atmosphere.

Because of crying too much, Linping County was very embarrassed, and his eyes were a bit sloppy. Even when he saw Hua Xi, he was only polite, without the taste of the past.

"Please mourn." Hua Xizhen felt that this sentence is the most useless in front of the deceased, but on this occasion, it can only say this useless nonsense.

"Thank you," Lin Pingjun's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. He looked at Hua Xi's reaction slowly and was afraid of it. "Please take your seat."

Hua Xixiao smiled and walked to Luo Zhongyu’s spirit before going to a ceremony, and then he retreated to the side without saying a word.

The guests came a lot, but see the Linping County master, there is no one who has no eyes to talk, just a few words, then found a place to stand and sit, anyway, if you can not open, try not to open.

When the spirit came, the Linping County Lord again shed tears, which led to the two sons who did not like her. They also had a two-pity heart. After all, they were so young and lost their husbands, and they died so badly, so inexplicable. Who is hard to let go.

The funeral team went out of the county government, and the streets were all memorials set up by the government. Every time there was a place, there was a special person crying, and the paper was filled with the whole street. It was a bit bleak.

"The king's palace is the spirit of the horse in Linping County."

"Crying!"

Lin Pingjun, who was dressed in Bai Xiao, stopped his steps and looked at the memorial pavilion next to him. This memorial pavilion was a little more grand than other Taiwanese, but in fact it was just more things.

She squinted and continued to move forward. In front of it is the voice of others crying, she touched her dry eyes, there is no tears here.

Recalling that when she was married, her brother took her on the sedan chair. She was kneeling on his shoulder and listening to him asking herself: "Sister, don't you regret it?"

She remembered that she was very sure that she did not regret it.

To this day, she does not know whether she has regretted it. The man is no longer there. In addition to missing his good, she can no longer remember his disadvantages.

Probably, don't regret it.

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