[Rebirth] Chronicle of the Two Capitals

The King of Chu was the uncle of Tang Yu, so he passed away in ancient times, and his lifespan was not short, but he passed away without warning, not to mention that the princes and ministers were surprised, even the people in the palace who took care of the funeral and funeral were also shocked by the incident. Suddenly and quite a bit flustered.The King of Chu is naturally unrestrained and indifferent, his favorite thing is only wine, and he seldom has any enemies with others. In addition, the clan order he holds is neither rich nor necessary, so he won't attract the red eyes of others, so his death did not cause waves in the court and the opposition. , Only peacefully buried and followed by the ceremony, the history is also mediocre.

People who are so mediocre and ambitious will definitely not appreciate it, but if you think about it carefully, if you can really untie your clothes like the king of Chu, entertain yourself with poetry and wine, and live a life without disease and disaster, how amazing it is. Happiness?

Although late spring has arrived, the spring rain has not stopped.

The rain and fog are misty, and the distant sky is blurred, just like the gray glaze that was accidentally painted by a poor craftsman.Tang Yu sat behind the desk, put his pen on the pen hill, and then looked out through the window, looking at it, as if the sound of dripping rain in his ears was also blurred.

The sound of the clepsydra reminds me, and the scenery floating in front of my eyes gradually turns into a water town in the south of the Yangtze River thousands of miles away.Going to the fence to watch operas, pavilions to listen to music, boats and lanterns... It is this season, when it rains, people come and go in Jiuqu and three cities, peach leaves cross the water, dip some ink, spread paper, two Three strokes become a painting.

This is Jinling, where literati and inkmen never hesitate to praise, and even the madman can't avoid lingering in the rich and gentle hometown.

But it is also—historians regard it as a place where the dragon's veins have been cut off and it is not suitable to establish a capital.

"Your Majesty." Chi, who was serving at the desk, took a step closer and asked softly.

Sudden interruption of his thoughts, Tang Yu was stunned for a moment, then looked away, seeing that it was Chi Zai, who was slightly twisted and beautiful, Fang asked slowly, "How?"

The king of Chu's departure was really sudden, and the elder was very close and friendly to her and the queen mother when he was alive, and she could not help but take care of the future affairs and the arrangements for the descendants.It is something outsiders can't say that a prince's son attacked a noble and an official. A while ago, she went to the Chu Palace to express her condolences. The grandson was just at the age of elementary school. In order to show his favor to the outside world so that the prince's son can control people and deal with things after he takes over the official position, he speaks out to invite teachers for his descendants.

The royal family's teachers are easy to find, but Shang Zan didn't take care of the Spring Garden in the Bu Er Study, and instead volunteered.Shang Zan used to be the teacher of the emperor, with such an identity, how could he enlighten his descendants?Furthermore, he is old, if he feels his old friend and is unwilling to neglect his students, how can he bear the burden of teaching and cultivating people?

Because he is a teacher and an elder, it is not easy for Tang Yu to refuse him. After much deliberation, he finally understood what he wanted to do——Shang Zan is not a stubborn and rigid person, and his behavior is probably because he is worried that he will be perfunctory in choosing a teacher and delay his time. Grandchildren.

After thinking this through, Tang Yu found it funny again, how did Shang Zan, an old man, become so twisted and twisted.She told the Empress Dowager about this matter, and the Empress Dowager only smiled lightly and said, "Because your position is different from the past, Mr. Shang has no choice but to act like this."After a few words, Tang Yu's thoughts became more open, but his heart was filled with gloom.

In the hearts of the ruling and opposition parties, companions are like companions to tigers, is that really the case?

Before that, Chi Zai was ordered to go out of the palace to hire a teacher. Mr. is an old man who has been reclusive for many years. He enjoyed a high reputation in the dynasty. He also worked with Shang Zan and was supported by Shang Zan's favor.Knowing who he is, Shang Zan felt relieved, he let go, and retreated to the Bu Er study to cook flowers and plants to support his life.

It was raining today, Chi went out again and put on his oil coat. Before returning to the palace to face the saint, he had already taken off the oil coat and tidied up a little, but now his face was hard to hide the moisture.He bent slightly, and replied: "The master received the decree, and performed the teacher-student ceremony with the grandson. Although it is a year-end, the grandson is beautiful, and the master is kind. The two talked and laughed very congenially. I think the master will give it to each other." , the grandchildren will also succeed and live up to high expectations.”

Chi Zai observed his words and demeanor, and was familiar with Tang Yu's likes and dislikes, so he was seldom so glib when he replied, and only talked about what he liked.Hearing his relaxed tone, and seeing how difficult it was for him to grin and force a smile, Tang Xi couldn't help smiling and said: "This matter is over, but you are the one who is so happy?"

Chi Zai was startled, looked at Tang Yu's face, but smiled wryly with genuine emotion: "This matter is over, the burden on His Majesty's shoulders has been lifted, why is this servant unhappy?"

Since the Empress Dowager's symptoms first appeared, Tang Yu was no longer the same as before. No matter how well the disguise was, how could someone like Chi Zai who had been with her for many years not notice it.It is true that these slaves are worried, and it is true that they are distressed and worried.

The smile froze on his lips, and his dark eyes lost their luster in an instant.After a while, Tang Yu looked at Chi Zai again, studied him for a long time, stared at him until his legs became limp, and then asked with a smile, "Are you from Jinling?"

Chi Zai nodded hesitantly: "This servant used to be a slave of the Yan family, and stayed in Jinling when he was a child."

"How is Jinling?"

Tang Yu's words were full of peace, as if talking about family matters, Chi Zai relaxed his tense heartstrings, and said with a generous smile: "It's really great! Jinling's tea is famous all over the world, and Jinling is wrapped in the fragrance of tea when it rains or snows." The reply was quick and urgent, appearing to be rude, and Chi Zaifang felt ashamed when he finished speaking.He looked at Tang Yu and saw she was smiling, so he scratched his head naively, and said with a restrained smile, "My slave is from Jinling, a wanderer homesick, and my hometown is very beautiful no matter how you look at it, so the words of praise may not be true —but it's not bad."

Birds were singing outside the window, Tang Yan looked over, and clusters of crabapples in the courtyard came into view. She quietly watched the scenery in the rain, tapped the table with her fingers, and murmured: "The wanderer is homesick..."

Seeing her fascinated by Chi Zai, he didn't want to disturb her, but he couldn't hold back, and said with a smile along the lines of the conversation: "Living in another place, no matter how happy you are, after all, it's not your roots. How can there be people who don't miss their hometown?"

There was no words in the hall for a long time, only the sound of wind and rain remained.

Suddenly, Tang Yu said softly: "It's good to be homesick."

She was still looking out of the window, her eyes as black as spots of lacquer were filled with water-red begonias, and her plain and fair face was without waves.The voice was as light as a gust of wind, and could not be heard clearly, almost making people wonder whether Shicai had misheard—in fact, no one spoke.

The renovation of Weiyang Palace had started the day before yesterday, and the Changle Palace, which was built out of the Xuanshi Palace, was cleaned up and completed, and the Empress Dowager moved here.She originally had a quiet and cold temperament, because the emperor had not performed the grand ceremony of governing, she can manage the government now, but let alone manage the government, if she worried about it, Tang Yu would be displeased.As time went by, she had to follow her daughter, and she only took medicine to recuperate her illness every day, just joking with others, and lived a very leisurely life.

In the afternoon, it rained and the sky cleared.

At this time, the queen mother should wake up and get up.

Holding a vase in his hand, Tang Yu walked out of the main hall and went straight to the Changle Hall.

The two halls are very close to each other, and she arrived at the gate of the hall as soon as she shot about.The courtiers of the Changle Palace bent down to salute, and wanted to go in to announce, but Tang Yu signaled them to be silent, and ordered Chi Zaiqingdai to wait outside, then he stepped over the threshold and walked into the hall.

She has reached the age of Ji, and she is no longer the naive and young master of the past. She is in a high position and has been involved in the world.She took off the solemn crown dress and put on a light private dress, with a graceful figure and a slightly girlish posture.

People had already walked away, a very faint fragrance of crabapple flowers slowly brushed their noses, all the palace people held their breaths and concentrated, not daring to look sideways, their heads lowered a little.

The hall was quiet, and the sound of the jingle of the foot bell echoed in it, making it even more ethereal.

After asking the palace servant who was in charge of the bedroom, he learned that the queen mother had indeed got up, so Tang Yu stepped into the inner room.

Perhaps because the inner room is the usual living place of the Empress Dowager, and there is no palace person here today, the closer Tang Yu got closer, the more disturbed she felt, the palm of the hand holding the vase gradually covered with thin sweat, hearing the rustling of clothes, she His footsteps faltered, and his breathing began to rush like a thief.

Gathering her mind, she walked forward again...it was very close—a figure was faintly revealed through the veil.

The word "A Niang" close to her throat was suddenly swallowed back, and Tang Yu stopped in place. She knew that the sound of the footbell was so clear that the people inside the veil must have heard it. Open the veil frankly.

The veil is light and thin, but it is layered on top of each other. When the wind blows, there will be waves like water patterns, and the shadows of people are looming among them.

She was only wearing a middle coat, with long belts hanging down the front. The material of the dress was light and thin, and her waist was so curved that she could hold it in her hands. The water-colored veil and the snow-white middle dress seemed to be able to see the delicate skin under the middle dress at a glance.Bending slightly, she seemed to be adding incense to the censer with an incense spoon in her hand—her hand paused slightly, looking at the veil, it might be an illusion—but only for this illusion, Tang Yan swallowed Spit, already wanting to approach and call people.

There are still embers of the spices in the incense burner, and the newly added incense pills are placed on the mica slices and baked over a warm fire to slowly emit fragrance.The scent came very slowly, but it seemed to come very intensely, probably a little hotter than the burning ash under the mica sheet, it burned Tang Yu's earlobe, and immediately two crimson clouds flew out.

Stopping outside the veil, watching the movement inside the veil, he couldn't tell whether he was peeking, let alone where to stop his gaze.In fact, when she was very young, she slept with her, slept with her, and had a blind date with her, but at that time she was just her "daughter", no matter how close her body was, there was no difference think.

Today, things are very different.

Even through the veil and the coat, every inch of her body is like a cluster of flames, which can easily burn and ignite the passion/desire buried in Tang Yu's heart, and completely ignite it.Tang Yu tightened her hand holding the vase even harder until her knuckles turned white. She swallowed, but the "Aunt" in her throat could not be uttered no matter what. She had endured for a long time and restrained herself for a long time. Ever since I soberly recognized my own heart, I have never approached my dream so directly and clearly for a moment.

Tang Yu stared at the figure in the veil, staring at her hand holding the incense spoon, slender and clean, but like a sharp knife, pierced into Tang Yu's heart, tearing out the shame and disgust inside like rotten meat inch by inch When she came out, it was drying in front of her eyes like a trophy.

With a pain in his heart, Tang Yu took a step back unconsciously, his eyes moved down a little bit in a trance, and landed on the hanging sash.

The spices had already been added, and the figure in the veil closed the incense burner as if not hearing any movement.

Immediately, before she could wipe her hands, she tied the laces of her jacket neatly and tightly, then raised her head, but looked at the veil seriously, and asked with a faint smile, "Xiaoqi? What's wrong?" Come and don't speak."

During the whole process, his demeanor and tone were calm and calm, as if he really didn't know how long the people outside the veil stared at him.

The author has something to say: I have almost forgotten the plot, and when I pick it up again, it is slow and fresh.

It's been a long time, thank you all, bow.