The venue for the peace talks was arranged in a palace in the north of Xinshao City. Lishui in the middle spanned the entire palace, dividing the magnificent palace into the north and south sides. Now it happens that two emperors are arranged to live in it. Wu Jie used to bring her younger sister here often, boating on the water and picking lotus flowers.

A white stone arch bridge spans the river, with elaborate attics built on it.

And the location of the negotiation was chosen in this attic.

Early in the morning, the two kings of the north and the south arrived at the river.

Lin Desheng escorted Yuan Jing, Jiang Yue accompanied Chen Jiao, and entered the room on the highest floor in the attic.

The attendants of the palace have cleaned the entire attic spotlessly, and all decorations strive to be elegant, unique, and extravagant. From the spices used to the tea served, there are thousands of choices.

It was the first time for Lin Desheng to see the emperor of South Chen up close, and he couldn't help but take a second look. He is so handsome, and he always felt that this face looked familiar.

Jiang Yue, who was also accompanying him, looked calm.

The two sides took their hands to check the various security details of the attic, and then retreated with the guards.

Yuan Jing and Chen Jiao entered the room.

The rest is the private space of the two emperors. Lin Desheng and Jiang Yue guarded the left and right sides of the door respectively.

The sound insulation of the house is excellent, what the two emperors say inside, cannot be heard outside, unless the voice is raised.

In fact, not long after the conversation between the two started, intermittent voices came out of the door.

Are you so excited? Lin Desheng was a little dazed. Both he and Jiang Yue were masters of internal energy, and they were both standing by the door, so it was easy to hear. The conversation inside gradually became more and more intense. The two seemed to be arguing.

"I rely on..."

Who is cursing? It must be the emperor of South Chen. Lin Desheng looked shocked. His Majesty would occasionally swear when he was marching and fighting, but he would not be so direct.

In the room, Yuan Jing suddenly showed a strange smile: "Isn't my mother your mother? If you want to kill me, please feel free."

Outside the room, Lin Desheng felt auditory hallucinations in his ears, as if his emperor had said something extraordinary.

He turned to look at Jiang Yue beside him. This guy has a calm face, um, as expected, he heard it wrong.

"You bastard!"

The conflict in the room was escalating. First, the table flew straight into the sky, followed by chairs and teapots.

When Wu Jie heard about it, it was said that the poor attic was about to be demolished by the two of them.

I once thought that these two guys would not be peaceful together, but also didn't think that it would be like this on the first day.

It's completely like stuffing two cats into a cage, and the indomitable opponent is full of embarrassment and refuses to let it go.

Lin Desheng and Jiang Yue were nervous and helpless. The two emperors were fighting, and they had no room to intervene.

In such a messy process, the contract was still difficult to finalize. And faster than Wu Jie imagined.

Maybe it's because these two guys, even if they don't like each other, they are both people who put the overall situation first. They know the important affairs of the state and can't afford a delay.

South Chen regained the land of the Twelve Cities that had fallen into the hands of Yuan Jing, and the borders of the two countries returned to what they were when Emperor Tiankang and Emperor Zhanghe were in power. However, South Chen originally intended to lend warships to the Navy of the Northern Wei Dynasty to help transport troops and horses to the northern pass, so as to quell the forces of the northern barbarians as soon as possible.

The two emperors acted vigorously and decisively. After the contract was finalized, their officials immediately began to implement the plan.

At the same time, the peace talks with Gao Zimo were progressing smoothly. Yuan Jing made a concession, but Gao Zimo didn't make progress. No matter how deep the resentment was, it would eventually succumb to reality. According to the informant obtained by Yuan Jing, many people in the Northwest General's Mansion were dissatisfied with Gao Zimo's alliance with the northern tribes. After all, the Northwest General's Mansion started out fighting the northern barbarians, and the two sides had a deep hatred. Even if they were loyal to the Gao family, they would not want to cooperate with the barbarians for a long time.

Wu Jie finally let go of her worries. With the joint efforts of the three parties, the war in the north will subside soon.

In the early morning of this day, she took Chirui and two or three attendants, and left Prince De's mansion in a carriage. Ready to go to Bailu Temple.

Thinking of the ups and downs of these years, she felt that it was necessary for her to pay a visit to the Buddha and ask for a lottery or something. At the same time, I will also pay a visit to Master Guangxin.

From Prince De yesterday, Wu Jie heard the news that Master Guangxin returned to White Deer Temple a month ago. This cunning old monk, counting the time, probably set off to return after hearing the news of Gao Tanyu's party collapse.

Wu Jie still respects this elder who has taken care of her a lot.

Climbing all the way along the mountain road, the snow scene on the mountain is beautiful and lovely. Wu Jie walked slowly all the way, and arrived at the Buddhist temple at Kuaixiang noon.

"A rare visitor." Seeing Wu Jie, Master Guangxin stroked his long beard and smiled, "A few days ago, I was thinking about whether I should go down the mountain to find your father and ask for my set of ancient chessboards. .You, the messenger, will come to your door automatically.”

The old monk still looked kindly and kindly, sitting idly under the vine trellis. After several years of wandering life, there was a trace of wind and frost between his brows, and his snow-white beard and eyebrows made him look like a fairy.

"Master!" Wu Jie bowed profusely, her nose was a little sour, and said with a smile: "Master clearly gave that set of chess to father last time, why are you asking for it again now?"

"Sigh, I thought I would never come back to White Deer Temple in this life, but I didn't expect the Buddha to show mercy and give this old bone a chance to come back."

Wu Jie was touched: "Master has worked hard these past few years."

"Haha, there is no hard work. My disciples and grandchildren are all over the south of the Yangtze River. It is also a merit to visit several Buddhist temples and spread the Dharma. What's more, the outside world is vast. Walking around and seeing more is also a good thing." Increase experience."

"After all, it was the master who got involved with the envoys of the Northern Wei Dynasty," Wu Jie said.

Guangxin sighed, "Girl, in this world, there are always all kinds of unavoidable things. Only by following the trend can we find happiness."

Seeing that her brows were full of worry, she smiled and said, "Speaking of my merits in spreading the Dharma, I can't compare to you after all. It is a great merit to be able to persuade the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty to bow his head and be willing to cede land in exchange for the opportunity to quell the disasters in the north. Woolen cloth."

Wu Jie smiled wryly: "Where did the master hear this kind of words? Those two are strong-minded people, so there is no room for me to comment."

This war and chaos did not happen in her previous life, so Wu Jie was full of fear, she was afraid that she relived her life, struggled hard, changed her fate against the sky, and instead brought this kind of catastrophe. Now that she finally calmed down, she felt a little more at ease.

"The peace of the world is just around the corner, why is the princess still worried?"

Wu Jie sighed: "Although the world is vast, I am at a loss, and I don't know where to go."

Guangxinchang laughed: "Why should the princess be confused, you must know that my Buddha has long said that the place where the heart is at ease is the place to return."

Wu Jie is still worried, where can she find peace of mind? She used to think that returning to her hometown would give her peace of mind, but now that she stayed at home, she was still facing an unpredictable and unknown future.

Perhaps, as the concubine mother said, when the chicks grow up, there will be a day when they will spread their wings and leave the nest.

She talked with Guangxin for a while, and suddenly saw the old monk raised his eyebrows and looked towards the door.

Wu Jie followed his gaze and turned her head to look, her eyes widened immediately.

A tall figure appeared by the door, took off his cloak, looked at Wu Jie, and said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, there is a rare visitor here, Master."

Guangxin said familiarly, "It's rare that His Majesty is free to visit today."

Wu Jie was full of astonishment, when did these two people know each other.

Chen Jiao knew what she was thinking, and said with a smile, "I met the master in South Chen before. When the father was dying, he even invited the master to the palace for consultation."

After listening to Chen Jiao's words, Wu Jie finally realized that in the past two years, in order to avoid being involved in the disputes of the Northern Wei regime, Master Guangxin traveled around the south of the Yangtze River, treating diseases and saving lives. He was highly respected, and several monasteries invited him to give lectures, and even his reputation for medical skills spread.

When Emperor Tiankang was seriously ill last year, he recruited famous doctors from all over the world. He happened to be in Capital City, and he was also on the list of recruits. He went to the South Chen Palace. And when Chen Jiao was lurking in Bixiao Palace before, Wu Jie chatted with him and mentioned Master Guangxin, so he treated the old monk quite politely, and the two became chess friends.

Chen Jiao continued to smile: "I have heard that the White Deer Temple has a beautiful scenery. It is a rare opportunity to come to Xinshao City. Naturally, I can't miss it."

Guangxin stroked his long white beard, looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it's the right time, and now is a good time to enjoy the snow scene. It's a pity that my old man's legs and feet are stiff, so I will trouble the princess to be my old monk. Host, take His Majesty for a stroll."

Wu Jie was speechless, always feeling that the old monk's smile was cunning and subtle.

It's just that she didn't refuse either. She wanted to ask Chen Jiao many things after being separated for such a long time.

The two left Master Guangxin's courtyard and walked eastward.

Under the cloister, in the courtyard, and on the treetops, all are covered with white snow, which is fluffy and lovely.

"I thought you would leave Xinshao City soon and return to Jianye."

"Those government affairs are handled by the courtiers. The emperor is not so busy. Anyway, he doesn't need to go to battle."

During this trip, South Chen took back part of the territory peacefully, and the next step was the handover of the government office, arranging trivial tasks such as local officials.

Dealing with government affairs is the real business, thinking about what is wrong with fighting all day long. Wu Jie turned over Byakugan and asked, "Did you not get injured in the last battle?"

"I ran away quickly and didn't get hurt, but I felt depressed and panicked. I didn't expect to suffer such a big defeat just after going north, and I was ashamed." Chen Jiao shook his head and smiled wryly. "I was too careless."

He was not arrogant enough to think that the buried things were safe, and he was ready for the Northern Wei Dynasty to find clues and dig up all the treasures. But never expected that the boy could hold his breath so calmly. He had already discovered that such a large number of treasures and weapons did not move. Instead, he dug a hole and waited for him to take the bait.

Wu Jie felt sorry for her. Yuan Jing's previous layout was exquisite and long-term. Chen Jiao's defeat was really not a loss.

"Fortunately, I beat him a few times before, otherwise it would be a big loss." Chen Jiao said with a smile.

Although that guy won this round, I'm afraid that the depression in his heart is not inferior to his own, after all, he was bullied by the captives for several days.

Wu Jie was speechless. The mental shock Yuan Jing received this time was indeed more severe than that of Chen Jiao.

"I didn't expect you to agree to the peace talks so easily."

After losing the battle, Wu Jie was worried that with Chen Jiao's temper, she would not give up until she got her place back. I would rather continue to cooperate with the Northwest General's Mansion, or even cooperate with the barbarians in the north.

"In your eyes, is I so disregarding the overall situation?" Chen Jiao's face darkened.

"Cooperating with barbarians is too cheap, and I disdain it. As for Gao Zimo, the Northwest General's Mansion is about to negotiate peace with the Northern Wei Dynasty. Do we have a life-and-death enmity with him? Why are we in a stalemate?" He said calmly. .

That's right, it was Yuan Jing who hated him to the bone. Although Chen Jiao didn't treat Yuan Jing very well, he really didn't intend to kill him.

Chen Jiao laughed again and said, "Actually, it's the old men in the family who don't stop. I also need a period of time to stabilize the government. As for things like getting back on the table and teaching my brother a lesson, the days are long anyway, so I'm not in a hurry. "

Xiao Zhou had ruled the government for so many years before, leaving behind a lot of cronies. Chen Jiaochu's succession was not yet stable. In addition, he suffered a defeat just after he went to the north. Many people in the court were dissatisfied and popular. .

"When are you going to leave Xinshao?" She asked in a low voice.

Chen Jiao stared at her, the white snow reflected the sunlight, shining on her jade-like skin, shining brightly.

"What if you suddenly don't want to leave?"

"What?" Wu Jie raised her head, and this guy started talking nonsense again.

"Going back alone will be lonely after all. I hope someone can walk this road." Chen Jiao stared at her with serious and earnest eyes.

Wu Jie felt a little flustered.

"You don't have to answer me so quickly. Anyway, the scenery in Xinshao City is so beautiful, I would like to stay a few more days to see it." Chen Jiao said with a smile, looking at the temples and halls covered in white snow like Yaochi and Xiantai.

"Do you know that the place where I lived since I was a child is called Guanghan Palace. It is the new palace built by my father to commemorate the days when he and his mother lived in Guanghan City."

"The palace is beautiful, luxurious and exquisite, but I don't really like it. Behind the palace, there is a bamboo forest, which is my favorite place. I built a hut in it, and every bamboo is made by myself. It was built. Whenever it rains, I like to stay alone in the bamboo house, and I don’t think about anything, the feeling is so cold.”

Wu Jie listened quietly, she had heard him say these words before. But he didn't really feel the loneliness and loneliness of his childhood like he is now.

Even though he was surrounded by maids and servants and loved all the time, he was terrified and lonely in his heart.

He was a sensitive person since he was a child, Little Zhou felt sorry for him in every possible way, maybe he was grateful at first, but gradually realized that something was wrong. Coupled with getting older, but always wearing girls' clothes.

The father who was addicted to heart disease, the adoptive mother who was obsessed with calculating power and position, and the distorted childhood and youth. How could he not be alone.

"I often miss my mother. If she is still alive and by my side, life will be completely different."

Because the family relationship between Emperor Tiankang's father and son, and that of Empress Xiao Zhou's mother and son broke down one after another, in his mind, the image of his birth mother became more holy and taller, so after he finished his studies, he personally ventured north to avenge the Empress of Zhou.

In his previous life, this guy should have gone north, but it was two years late. As a result, Queen Mother Hong had died of illness, and he only had time to instigate Prince Fu to seek rebellion and avenge half of his revenge. And in this life, because he changed Dongyue's position, South Chen sent a large number of spies to Beijing for activities, and he also went north ahead of schedule, and ended all his enemies.

"When I went to the north, I was most fortunate not to kill my enemy, but to meet you."

During those days in Bixiao Palace, leisurely and peaceful, he gave him a new hope other than revenge for his mother. He wanted to take her back to Guanghan Palace to see the bamboo forest and the small bamboo room together. Abandon.

The two came out of Guangxin's residence, all the way back, the back mountain is a dense plum blossom forest, this season, the plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the tender petals are carrying the white snow, full of clear fragrance.

"It's a pity that I can't see the beautiful scenery of Danfengbailu. Ever since I heard you talk about it, I've always wanted to see it. But we can come back together in the autumn of next year..."

The two were talking when they suddenly stopped.

Wu Jie looked from a distance, showing an expression of disbelief.

Yuan Jing was standing under a plum tree, looking at the two people approaching side by side, she narrowed her eyes.

It was Chen Jiao who greeted first: "You are free to come and enjoy the flowers."

Compared with him, Emperor South Chen, after the contract was signed, Yuan Jing obviously had more military and political affairs to be busy with.

"No matter how busy you are, you can't be careless, otherwise the whole flower will be removed by a mouse that sneaks over from nowhere." Yuan Jing said coldly.

Chen Jiao sneered, and was about to speak, when Wu Jie hurriedly said, "It's getting late, I should go down the mountain too."

She didn't want to see the two of them quarreling, and she was confident that she would not be able to calm down the dispute between the two parties, and the poor attic would need several months of repairs. What's more, if he was here, the two of them might fight even harder.

Decided to walk away. But when he returned to the front hall, he was dumbfounded.

The weather that was originally sunny at noon suddenly turned gloomy.

The wind was strong, and after a while, flakes of snowflakes like goose feathers drifted down.

After waiting for a while, the snow didn't stop, but fell more and more. It was dusk and the sky was dark. It was not easy to go down the mountain at this time.

"It's better for the three distinguished guests to rest in the temple for one night, and it's not too late to leave when the snow stops tomorrow." The abbot who presided over the White Deer Temple suggested respectfully.

With no choice, the three could only agree to come down.

Fortunately, White Deer Temple is used to entertain dignitaries, and there are elegant and clean rooms in the inner courtyard.

The three of them took their attendants and each chose a guest room to rest without mentioning it.

Blizzard continuous, rustling non-stop.

The sound of Xueluo enveloped the whole world and became more and more quiet.

The house became more and more quiet and peaceful, only the occasional crackling of the charcoal in the stove.

I am used to reading some books before going to bed, but unfortunately there are no such books in White Deer Temple, so Wu Jie borrowed a Buddhist scripture, read it, and fell asleep after a while.

She had a dream.

An extremely mysterious and weird dream, she dreamed of her own death, the pain of miscarriage and blood collapse in her previous life, and then she turned into a wisp of ghost, floating around...