sunset fever

Moon White Rabbit's Poem Furong Night

snow red fox talking and laughing in maple forest

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Nanlin Palace is hidden in the most beautiful place of rocky mountains, water and soil. The long corridor passes through the ground of the empty valley, leaving a wide and gorgeous pool for washing soup and springs.The underground palace is only one of them. After passing the most confining and precipitous boundary of the stone mountain, you can pick up the stairs and go up to a plain. The graceful pavilions and courtyards are all arranged in tall walls.

At this point, it is already the third day, Chen Zhangqin eats together with the servants who sweep the lamps underground, and those people have not asked him where he is from, they must have seen through it, and they can know that he is considered noble from his clothes; Xiaoyu It fell very slowly, sprinkled on Chen Zhangqin's face, and he went to the door.

The inscription on the plaque is "Tianchan Garden".

Only then did Chen Zhangqin look towards the wall on the side of the courtyard. On that boulder was engraved the year and month when the palace was built, as well as the name and year of his father, Emperor Chen Chang, as well as the names of his concubines and children.

Chen Chiqin read: "...彍 (guō) strength, Mi (fān), Mi (mǐ) power, 弰 (shāo) 勷 (ráng), Yinle, jiàng (jiàng) bo, arc (tóng), 弽苏, Hong 劧 (zhǐ), 弲 (xuān) encouragement, 弸 勂 (gào), Tao Shao, Bi 勚."

Chen Zhangqin's pointing fingers froze in place, he had hope for a moment, looked at the list of princesses below, he wrinkled his face, and turned his head sadly.

After all, the word "Zhang Qin" could not be seen, and the name of his mother, Jin Yu, was also missing. Chen Zhangqin turned around and touched the xun in his sleeve. The rain became heavier and fell from the gray sky. , pulling out intermittent white lines.

Chen Zhangqin looked up at the sky, then, he curled his mouth and laughed, and started laughing; he put the Xun by his mouth, and blew out a trembling and mournful tune, the rain drenched him thoroughly, and his red clothes looked like remnants of the ocean. blood.

Nanlin Palace, built in Yaohe 61, has Tianchan Garden, Wenliang Pond, Rao Xiaxi, etc.; a pair of pairs hangs in front of a building, which reads: "The hundred buildings sit on the side of the water. , Two eyes to see the rocky mountain scenery".

On this day, the rain stopped for a long time.

In a few days it was Mid-Autumn Festival, there was a royal family banquet at night in Chongcheng, so many officials and ministers had a whole day off, Yan Xiu also did not go to the palace.

Early in the morning, the peach restaurant had prepared mooncakes with sweet-scented osmanthus, jujube skin and peach kernels, mooncakes with lotus paste and grapes, as well as preserved fruits, watermelon and longan. Wearing a pink dress, she came with a smile and said, "Lord Yan, King Liuqian sent mooncakes, sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing, and crab roe, more than twenty of them, all alive and kicking."

"Then have you ever thanked others?"

"Thank you," Mo Xia replied, "My lord ordered the gift prepared yesterday, and sent it to Prince Liuqian's residence in the morning, and Shanyin personally delivered it."

Yan Xiu nodded, he turned a page of the book, and asked again: "Today is the holiday, are the hidden guards still around?"

"Here I am."

"Take mooncakes and crabs at night and let them eat well. I always have to thank them. After all, they saved my life when I came back from Shishan that day."

Mo Xia frowned, and with her round face on her face, she asked, "Is your lord in danger?"

"Yes," Yan Xiu nodded, and answered her, "I rode back from Shishan Mountain alone, and met a man in black in the outskirts of the forest. Afterwards, those hidden guards gathered from all directions and fought with him, and the man fled."

"People who even the dark guards can't catch..." Mo Xia sighed.

"You don't have to say this to outsiders, just listen to it."

"The servant understands."

Mo Xia saluted and went out, Yan Xiu was still sitting, and suddenly pulled out the letter that had been folded several times from "Qi Min Yao Shu" at the corner of the table, he looked at the words on it with some resentment, and wrote the other Knead it into a ball and throw it to the corner.

After a while, it was not even time for lunch. When Yan Xiu was playing with the birds outside the door, she saw Mo Xia who was trotting over. She immediately saluted, panting, and said, "Eunuch Wu will come later, see off your majesty." As for the rewards, the old man was afraid that no one would welcome them, so he told them to tell them in advance."

The lingering aftertaste of reading the letter that day still made Yan Xiu feel that he had lost face in front of Chen Bichen, and he froze there with bird food in his hand, with a straight face, and said, "What's the reward again?" ?”

"Probably some brocade and food, after all, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"No, go and greet me, saying that I'm sick and can't see guests." Yan Xiu backhanded and sprinkled the bird food to the bottom of the cage, then he turned and went into the house.

Mo Xia remembered to stomp her feet behind her, and she persuaded: "Master Yan, go and have a look, this servant can't afford it, and I'm afraid I will be reprimanded by my father-in-law."

"They dare not, don't worry."

Yan Xiu went to sit on the couch, and continued to flip through the unfinished book. He looked at the painted flowers on the white porcelain teacup, and fell into a long thought.

After the sky darkened, Princess Jinglan ran away from her mother, Zhong Huashu. She was only fourteen, wearing a colorful embroidered gauze dress with hundreds of flowers, and a beige woven satin blouse with gold thread seams. Two sticky pear candies.

The girl was born with a pair of smiling eyes, soft cheeks and a pointed chin. She was at a naughty age, so she often disregarded the rules and regulations of the palace. She held the gray and white petite cat in her arms, calling The name Chen Bizhen chose——Wenfeng.

Watching the cat, the girl didn't pay attention to the way forward, she was still bouncing around, and she had to be careful if a waitress came behind her, she bumped into someone's chest.

"Brother Thirteen..."

"弜 (jiàng) Yi (yī)?"

This time Chen Zhangqin didn't wear the red body, but changed into elegant white clothes, his hair was still hanging down as usual, he was frowning, looking at the girl wearing gold and silver hairpins in front of him.

Chen Yiyi put the cat in her arms, and came to Chen Zhangqin's side again, stuffed the candy into his hand, and said with a smile: "You are here, they all say you are missing."

"Something happened outside, now I'm back."

The man was as unpredictable as before. He answered Chen Yiyi, stuffed the pear candy into his mouth, and asked while eating, "Where are you going?"

"Mid-Autumn Festival," Chen Yiyi playfully pointed to the full moon on the zenith, "Of course, like in previous years, go to the family banquet in Pingsheng Building."

Wen Feng in her arms bleats in a soft voice, Chen Yiyi caresses her intimately, she looks up at Chen Zhangqin's face, and hears him whisper: "Of course I don't know, I've never been there before."

The night was not quiet at all, everyone in the palace was busy with the festival, and that round of bright moon was brighter than all kinds of palace lanterns in front of the eaves and behind the house.

Chen Yiyi suddenly clenched Chen Zhangqin's hand. She was running fast in her embroidered shoes, so she also dragged the man away. She shouted: "I'll take you there! You are my thirteenth brother."

The autumn wind sprayed on the face, making people look a little stiff. The two ran to Pingsheng Building not far from Yuekuo Palace. Chen Yiyi stuffed the cat into Chen Zhangqin's arms and told him: "This is Wenfeng. It's the emperor's cat."

"I'm... afraid of cats."

Behind him is the brightly lit Pingsheng Building, piled with flowers and lanterns to form a fairyland, and the palace people who come and go are also light and illusory. Chen Yiyi's hair is scattered in two strands, hanging down her pink cheeks. She looks at Chen Zhangqin, looks at him Trembling, he handed the cat over.

"I'll be back first." Chen Zhangqin suddenly became polite, and even saluted Chen Yiyi, he turned and walked quickly, no matter how the people behind him shouted without stopping, he returned from the fairyland to the night.

Chen Yiyi later stood alone on the edge of the stage, watching those people who came and went in a hurry with their faces changed, she suddenly cried.

"What's the matter, princess, I really had a hard time finding it. You haven't changed into your dress yet, so you can't wear this today." The nanny stepped forward panting, and dragged Chen Yiyi back together with another maid.

Chen Yiyi wiped away the water from the corners of her eyes, and said softly, "There is no seat for Brother Thirteen."

Nobody paid any attention to her.

"There is no seat for King Yu Che." Chen Yiyi was almost carried away by the nanny, and the cat was carried by the maid who accompanied her. Chen Yiyi asked sharply, "Why is there no seat for King Yu Che?"

She didn't know where her voice was going, because no one around responded to her inquiry, and when she returned to Yuekuo Palace, she was immediately invited to her bedroom, where she was served by people in fine clothes and had to wear a heavy head crown.

Zhong Huashu finished washing up early, she chatted with the princess and asked her: "Have you figured out any good poems?"

"Without poetry, I can't." When Chen Yiyi spoke, thick rouge was smeared on her cheeks, and she raised her hand to hook her round and small lips.

"Yi Yi, your imperial brother ascended the throne at the age of 14, he is not like you."

Chen Yiyi replied to her: "He plays with cats now, so the queen mother doesn't need to mention me."

"You are the most unlike me." Zhong Huashu never disciplined this little girl like he disciplined Chen Bizhen. She looked at her helplessly and dotingly, and straightened the hairpin on her head.

It was time to take the sedan chair, but Chen Yiyi did not forget to take Wenfeng with her, she went to Pingsheng Building, and was supported by a maid to sit there, among a group of brightly dressed people, she raised her eyes to see Chen Biyi who was sitting on the stairs.

I saw him wearing a dark gray satin coat with golden dragon patterns, and a golden hair crown inlaid with jade encircling a dragon. His black hair was hanging down his back, and he stared coldly into the distance; Looking at the people around him, he knelt down neatly.

Qu Yao also arrived with her. She was wearing a beige flowered jacket, a red silk skirt with carved flowers, and a pearl gold phoenix crown on her head. She sat down beside Chen Bizhen and followed him.

After everyone's etiquette was over, Chen Bizhen exchanged a few casual greetings. There were hot dishes and hot soup in the meal, but Chen Yiyi stuffed her mouth full of persimmon frost fudge, just teasing the wind in her arms. She was in a bad mood, and when she thought of Chen Zhangqin again There is no seat.

Zhong Huashu was silent there for a long time, always with a decent smile hanging on her face, she said: "The queen's clothes are beautiful, making people gentle and quiet."

That Qu Yao didn't smile either, she immediately raised her glass and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, Queen Mother."

Chen Bizhen took a few greetings from the princes at the side, or enjoyed the singing and dancing on the stage alone, he took Zhong Huashu's words into his ears, but he didn't go to see her.

Or Zhong Huashu meant something, she suddenly called the concubine next to King Yanfeng: "Zi He, I heard you have one?"

"I only found out a few days ago. Thank you for your highness' congratulations. Zihe also wished your Majesty a long succession of dragon heirs, and wished the Queen Mother good health."

The woman was in her early twenties, and she was speaking slowly with her chin buried. She was humble and respectful. After she finished speaking, she drank tea and sat down. It's Tiansi's words.

"Thank you, everyone, today's family dinner, you don't need to be restrained, you can do whatever you want." Chen Bixie sat upright and drank a glass. When he raised his glass, he looked around and suddenly noticed Chen Yuxun who was sitting alone not far away.

The man was dressed in a white dark coat, sat very upright, closed the folding fan in his hand, listened intently to the prince's words, and talked with a gentle smile.

Zhong Huashu opened his mouth again: "The empress should worry about Dayan's dragon veins."

Qu Yao was still not smiling, she suddenly raised her eyes and said: "His Royal Highness is not wrong to be worried about the dragon veins, but I am not in good health. Besides, pregnancy and childbirth are not child's play, there is no need to force each other."

Chen Bizhen frowned and looked at her.

"I can't give birth at this time, forgive me." Qu Yao pursed her trembling lips, and later, her face turned pale, she put her hand on her heart, and drank another glass of wine.

Zhong Huashu still had a dilapidated smile, she turned her face to look at the stage, and said: "The empress will take care of her body first, so that the green hills will remain."

Everyone chatted in low voice amidst the music, Chen Bizhen called the maid to help Qu Yao go back, Chen Yiyi also followed with the cat in her arms, saying: "I will go with the Queen's Wife."

"Why are you joining in the fun? Your sister-in-law is not feeling well." After Zhong Huashu sighed, he allowed her again, so he called the nanny to follow, and said, "Go, be careful."

Chen Yiyi turned around and bowed to Chen Bizhen. She smiled her eyes into crescent moons and begged him: "I want to sleep with the emperor's wife tonight."

"She doesn't know you." Chen Bizhen asked for his cat back and gave it to the servant beside him.

"But I like her."

Chen Bizhen looked at her, sighed, and then he granted Chen Yiyi's request and let her go with Qu Yao.

At this point in the banquet, the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting is inevitable. Chen Taoshao came to sing immediately when his name was called. He wrote a poem: "The stones are covered with ice and snow, and the bottom of the water is pierced by the bright moon. The eyebrows are lowered and covered with hoarfrost. The wine is long and thoughtful."

Everyone immediately applauded.

Chen Xianyuan chanted: "The horse crosses the top of the water, and the white night is full of wind and waves. I leave people to send letters back, and I will be with you in the same month."

Today, Ayang Nahong, the lord of the Xikong Kingdom, also came. He sat with Chen Xianyuan, and deliberately did not want to be the guest of honor. He wore a robe embroidered with animal patterns, and his face was handsome and young. He couldn't write poems. But later, I also said a few words of congratulations.

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