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The Queen of the East loved irises very much during her lifetime. In previous years, when it was in flowering season, the palace of Rouci was blue and deep purple, shaped like a group of butterflies flying around, just like Zhuang Sheng's fantasy dream.Dongfang often chooses this time to return to Beijing to report on his work, and Yuanzhengguan will invite him to go to the Hall of Softness and Mercy to enjoy flowers and wine to show his gratitude. A chance to meet the emperor for the first time.Whenever Iris has a family banquet, Yuan Xiu composes poems like drums and zithers, and Dongfang Su plays the flute in harmony, and the family enjoys endless enjoyment.

During a funeral, all the irises in the Hall of Mercy and Mercy were destroyed, and the vegetation was desolate, making it even more gloomy. In memory of his sister, Dongfang found iris seeds and ordered people to replant them.When Dongfang Su returned to Beijing, it was the iris flowering season again, so he took off his military uniform and went to the Hall of Softness to visit Yuan Xiuru.In the Hall of Softness and Mercy, the decorations of the Queen of the East were restored, and with the planting of irises and the removal of the ritual altar, it is no different from that of the past.

When Dongfang Su came, Yuan Xiuru was setting up a case to play the piano, and the palace man said that the crown prince would not stop when he got there. Dongfang Su didn't care, so he just sat aside and listened quietly.Yuan Xiuru's playing of "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of Butterflies" is not exquisite, and there are even many interruptions.

"I thought you couldn't play something like that."

Yuan Xiuru is devout, and he has always been referring to the Zen tone of the lotus language, but this piece of music actually comes from the Taoist "Nanhua Zhenjing".Although Yuan Xiuru has a good command of temperament, he doesn't like songs in foreign tunes that are complicated in fingering and don't require tuning. "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of the Butterfly" recognizes the tune of the palace and merchants. Although it is beautiful, it is heretic in Yuan Xiuru's view.

"It turns out I can't. I found the piano score left by my mother when I cleaned up the palace recently." Yuan Xiuru took out an old but intact scroll and handed it to him, "My mother loved this song very much when she was alive, but I never learned it from her." , Now the garden is full of irises, feeling things and thinking about people, more regrets."

The Queen of the East was jealous and strong when she was young, but after she fell out of favor, her personality became more stubborn and harsh, and she was also very strict with her son, so Yuan Xiuru didn't get close to her, and under the guidance of Yuan Zhengguan, she believed that her mother believed in heretics and would not With mercy.Now that his parents are both gone, and he lives under the fence, thinking about it, he is even more grateful for his mother's kindness, and there is no sense of separation.

Dongfang Su saw that the qin on his case was very crude, strange in shape, and the sound was not clear, so he said, "I remember that you have a piece of 'Spring Thunder'. Let someone find it and send it here."

"In the catastrophe of Shenjing, the famous Qin in the palace may be destroyed or lost. Even if the catastrophe is over, the sound of the piano will only fade away, and it will no longer be the same as it used to be." Yuan Xiuru picked up silk to wipe the body of the piano, and pointed Show him, "I found it in a corner of the palace. The face is covered with dust. I don't think my mother likes it. She always likes the Fuxi style. I heard that the Jiuxiaoqin has been buried with her. I checked and it is the Lianzhu style." , although it is rare, it is also unique. On the dragon pond, there are four characters of "withered wood dragon chant", which fits the state of mind."

"The dead wood dragon sings the true way of seeing, the skull's unconscious eyes first see. When the joy and knowledge are exhausted, the news is exhausted. When a person discerns turbidity, he is clear." Dongfang Su recited the Buddha's verse casually.

"You know this gatha?" Yuan Xiuru was slightly surprised.

"When Zen Master Benji went north to Beijing, I accompanied you to visit him." This verse was presented to Yuan Xiuru face to face by Zen Master Benji. The two were young at the time, and they only thought the words in it were sublime and could not understand the meaning. Dongfang Su memorized it stiffly.

Yuan Xiuru smiled lightly, "I thought you only knew how to follow me, but I didn't expect you to pay so much attention to Buddhism."

"Buddhism is profound and profound. I don't understand it very well. The gatha is interesting, so I wrote it down." Dongfang Su has been studying since he was a child, and Meng Shang can discern the truth in the Five Classics. I feel dizzy and have a headache.

Yuan Xiuru put away his qin, and asked him calmly, "What's the matter with you going out this time?" Dongfang Su thought that he didn't know about the blood dragon, and Yuan Xiufu's arrest would definitely make him worry. Wanting to hide the past, but couldn't think of any excuse, Yuan Xiuru said again in silence, "If it's inconvenient to talk about it, don't talk about it, I'm just asking casually. I finally met, I don't want you to be unhappy."

Listening to Yuan Xiuru's tone, Dongfang Su suddenly felt uncomfortable.In the past, Yuan Xiuru was in a high position, and words were orders, so why did he ever think that Dongfang Su was not happy?Although he didn't intend to flatter him today, but he also felt helpless to preserve it. Today is not what it used to be, but he still has the hope for Yuan Xiuru in his heart like he did when he was young.

Dongfang Su walked behind him and hugged him, whispering in his ear, "Yeah, it's not easy." He started kissing his earlobes, cheeks, nose, lips, and then all the way down, pulling open the neckline, ripping off the clothes. Take...Yuan Xiuru turned his head to avoid him, "Blue sky and white day..." Dongfang Su refused to give up, but picked him up, "I can't stay in the inner palace at night, but I really miss you." Yuan Xiuru Hearing this, she no longer refused, reached out and grabbed his shoulder, and let him pour out the pain of lovesickness for many years.

After several times of cloud and rain, Dongfang Su lay beside Yuan Xiuru and stroked his skin to calm down his breath.Yuan Xiuru calmed down quickly, and suddenly asked, "What do you think the verse 'Deadwood Dragon's Chant' means?"

"Huh?" The other party didn't expect him to ask this suddenly. Dongfang Su was always cautious and polite, but at this time he would be a little frivolous and said with a smile, "If Xiu Ru knows, don't embarrass me."

"Without emotion and nature, you can live in death."

"Desperate?"

Yuan Xiuru didn't answer, he stretched out his hand to touch Dongfang Su's outline, stroked his light beard, and then buried his face in Dongfang Su's chest, "It's like us. Sometimes there is a way out if you cut off the root of love, isn't it?"

"I don't know."

"That's all." Yuan Xiuru sighed, "I want to understand something these days."

Dongfang Su suddenly felt a chill in his heart, Yuan Xiuru raised his head from his arms, his eyes were as bright as dew.

"In the past, we depended on each other day after day, and we often thought that we would never be separated. Now, I feel that between you and me, it's like clouds growing on a ridge, and the moon sets in the heart. This moment is enough."

At this time, the setting sun fell on the window sill, reflecting the blood red inside the house, Dongfang Su hugged the person in his arms tightly, "I remember that I could hear the evening bell of Anru Temple every time at this time, now the monks have fled, it is no longer possible Smell."

"Xiuru, when I ascend the throne, on the day of peace in the world, I will rebuild the Anru Temple and rebuild the Anru Pagoda for you, so that the people in Shenjing can still hear the bells of complete peace. At that time, the 'Spring Thunder' will still With the sound of Langran, we can still be together every day."

Yuan Xiuru closed his eyes, Dongfang Su put on his clothes and left with the sunset.

A few days later, Dongfang Su came to the Hall of Softness and Mercy again, but was told that Yuan Xiuru had fallen into a coma.

"Father, Yuan Xiufu is already in Shenjing, why use Xiuru's blood?"

"The Daoist said it's okay. Both of their brothers can be blood dragons. If only one person's blood is used, that person may die soon. The two of them take turns to increase the chance of winning."

"You are not joking, father and emperor clearly promised..."

"I just allow you to bring Yuan Xiufu back." Dongfang said sharply, "There is no need to say more, and don't ask about this matter again in the future."

"Why is the father so fratricide?"

"Is there still less bloodshed in the world?"

Dongfang Shi walked down from the dragon seat and walked up to Dongfang Su who was kneeling down, and his tone slowed down, but with a hint of threat, "Su'er, you are my eldest son, the child I most hope for. It used to be, it is now, and it will be in the future. The eldest son of Yuanzhengguan is an innocent and incompetent waste, but you are different. You have never lived up to your father's expectations."

"I am getting old, and I am somewhat powerless in government affairs. I want to go to Penglai Palace to concentrate on cultivating Taoism. You have been quite popular in the Southern and Northern Wars these years, and I intend to let you supervise the country's governance." He leaned over and raised his hand. Dongfang Su's lower jaw, "But I don't worry about it!"

"The child is terrified." Dongfang Su Weiwei.

"Of course you should be terrified! My crown prince, the crown prince of Dayan, the future emperor, must not be swayed by the remnants of the previous dynasty!"

Dongfang Su was shocked. He remembered that the Palace of Softness and Mercy must have many eyes and ears. Even if he retreated from everyone, he still couldn't hide it from the eyes of the emperor. He bowed his head and apologized. The words of resentment, father and emperor will clearly observe!"

"I have observed it very clearly!" Dongfang straightened his body, "Su'er, you have two choices now. One, I have already drawn up an imperial edict, allowing you to supervise the country as a prince, and it can be promulgated to the world immediately. But , in the future, you will personally supervise the matter of the blood dragon, and within three years, you will cast nine golden dragons, and then personally send the Yuan brothers to the Western bliss that their father said. At that time, I will be in your place, and you will be Dayan the sun."

Dongfang Su fell to the ground in shock, "What if the child can't do it?"

"Then go to Jizhou tomorrow and guard the northern border."

"So, will Father let Xiuru go?"

Dongfang was extremely disappointed, so he had no choice but to respond, "I will let him die in the palace."

"My child is willing to go to Jizhou to protect the land for the father and the emperor."

The author has something to say: Wow, the song "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of Butterflies" is really good. Those who read the article can listen to it when you have time. Mr. Chen Changlin's version is really wonderful.

And, if someone watches, can the baby see you in the comments?Writing an article is a lonely thing. It’s the first time I’m writing Danmei. What’s wrong with it? If you criticize me, I can correct it.