sunset fever

At the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, except for Guirong Wang Chen Mixie who was training in the Fenjiang Mansion, the rest of the princes and princesses came.

Princess Xiechun was the eldest among the former emperor's daughters. She was fifty-five years old, and her name was Jué (shù). Holding the green porcelain wine glass in his hand, he said with a smile, "Your Majesty, it's time to invite King Liuqian to write a poem."

"King Liuqian drank too much wine today, I'm afraid he wants 'Hundred Poems'." Youxiang Ji Wang Chen Yinle said.

Seeing that Chen Yuxun was not in a hurry at all, he got up slowly, with a moon-white ribbon mixed with long black hair, and said: "I don't dare to talk about a hundred articles. Today, all the princes and family members are expressing their thoughts on the moon, so I will come Say something else."

Chen Bizhen said, "You write it down."

I saw the waiter on the side ready the pen and ink and the table, and Chen Yuxun picked up the pen and wrote:

"Just gathered in the smoke in the autumn tree wind, and smelled the fat perfume to go to the fairy. Half a cup of clear syrup, people talk about dreams, and the peach red is better than the cold in the cool morning."

At the end of the book, Chen Yuxun read it with Chen Yu who was standing beside her, and she let the servant and Chen Bixi read it, and several people praised and laughed, and Chen Yinle said: "King Liuqian praised a beautiful woman. "

Chen Xianyuan hurriedly added: "A beauty who is better than Chang'e."

Zhong Huashu immediately nodded in praise, she chuckled and said, "King Liuqian, your poems are still good."

There was no more singing and dancing on the stage, only the musicians were left playing strings and playing, and cheerful and elegant music sounded everywhere; the waiter came again and brought snacks, fresh and preserved fruits, and Qiongshe's new grape wine.

"The king of Liuqian is not close to beauty, how could he think of composing such a poem today?" Chen Bizhen asked with a faint smile, lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Beauties are fake, poetry is true," Chen Yuxun went to the table and raised the cup, saying, "Your Majesty, I respect you."

Chen Bixie put the paper on the desk, he and Chen Yixun drank wine, put down the empty cup in their hands, and waited for the waiter to fill the pot again; at this time, the night was a little colder, and everyone was slightly drunk, intending to say something to make it easier Xing words

Let's talk about the steamed crabs already prepared in the kitchen of the Taolang Mansion, Shan Yin and Mo Xia sat with Yan Xiu, watching the moon under a pavilion in the courtyard, talking about gossip in the palace or in the world.

In another place, King He's Mansion, Chen Mao received the reply letter from Chen Biying.

His words became sharper, and he said: "...the timing is not yet ripe, I know it well and make my own plans."

Rao Yanluo brought the porcelain jar, and Chen Mao burned the letter paper. He lightly drank a few cups and sighed: "I have grown up."

"You don't believe him." Rao Yanluo also had a drink and ate some not-so-sweet fruit.

The moon was very large, and in the clear sky, it seemed to be several times brighter than usual. Chen Mao sniffed the smell of hot ashes in the porcelain vat, and coughed lightly twice, so he called the servant and asked him to take the vat away .

The Huaiqing Palace was also brightly lit that night, when Qu Yao went back, she ordered her servants to put out the newly added lanterns, she turned her head and asked Chen Yiyi who was following her, "How old are you?"

"fourteen."

"I haven't seen you twice, and you don't come to my place to play. You will come more in the future."

Chen Yiyi suddenly held her breath, sighed again, and said, "I'm always going to disturb you and Brother Huang."

Entering the door, there was a room where Qu Yao took off his coat, and then, Qu Yao led Chen Yiyi to sit down and said: "He is the emperor, not an ordinary person. From now on, there will be a lot of women living in various places in Chongcheng, waiting for him." go."

"But you are the queen."

The first room and the other waitresses brought refreshments, including rose pie, mugwort balls, mint red bean cake, and Qu Yao ordered two bowls of rice balls with wine. She poured light tea with orange honey for Chen Yiyi herself. Said: "I don't want to be a queen, and I don't care about your imperial brother."

Chen Yiyi seemed to be in a hurry, she only took a small bite of the pie in her hand, her face was flushed, and she argued, "He won't harm anyone."

"Princess Jinglan, don't you want him to have someone he really loves?" Qu Yao held the teacup in her cold hands and said, "Even if he has dozens of concubines in the future, there must be at least one or two close friends Can't compare."

Chen Yiyi didn't nod or shake her head, she had the demeanor of a princess, so her gaze was a little haughty, and she looked at Qu Yao for a while.

"It's impossible for you to understand everything I said." Jiuniang Yuanzi came, and Qu Yao handed Chen Yiyi a spoon, sighing.

After drinking tea, Chen Yiyi went to eat Yuanzi, and said, "Then I don't understand, and I don't care, I just know that Brother Huang is not the kind of person who is superior, he is also fond of fun, and like me, he doesn't like reading and practicing calligraphy. "

"The reason why the princess thinks so is because the princess has been pampered since she was a child, and everything can go well, and he was originally your brother from the same mother. Naturally, you don't think he is unreasonable, but I will be forced to be here Here, raise a few more children and watch the newcomers in the harem, I will be a gentle and tolerant leader, but like a slave."

Chen Yiyi raised her eyes to look at her, chewed half of a ball, and asked, "You trust me so much? What if you are told the secret?"

"I won't shut up for my life. You'd better tell him the truth and let him let me go."

Chen Yiyi Yuanzi was enjoying the meal, she shook her head and said, "I don't care about you, Chongcheng is really tired of playing, I actually want to go out too."

After eating the dumplings, Chen Yiyi clamored to sleep with Qu Yao. The two of them, who were about a few years old, became acquainted with each other after chatting. Chen Yiyi was wearing Qu Yao's white satin nightgown, touching the phoenix pattern on it. , Admired: "I have never seen such a good dress. Brother Huang is so kind to you."

"He is kind to the queen, not to me."

"Aren't you the queen?"

Chen Yiyi was born thin and shrunk into a ball on the bed. She bent her eyes and smiled, and said, "King Yu Che has returned."

Qu Yao said: "I don't know him."

"He is my thirteenth brother, Chen Zhangqin, and now he lives alone in the maple forest in Chongcheng, and few people are willing to pay attention to him," Chen Yiyi jumped off the bed as she spoke, holding half a cup of warm tea in front of the table, and said , "He was born by Jin Yu. They all said that Jin Yu was a fox who became a spirit and gave birth to a little fox called Brother Thirteen. When Jin Yu died, there was not even a body, only a fox skin left."

Qu Yao frowned and asked, "Have you seen it?"

"No, when Jin Yu died, the queen mother didn't enter the palace. I only listened to what they said... But Brother Thirteen is not wrong, he is just beautiful, what could be wrong?"

"You think everyone is right," Qu Yao grabbed Chen Yiyi's face and jumped out of bed. She hurriedly put on her outer robe and brought a copper stove, and said, "Take me to see him, and I will I want to see what a vixen looks like."

So they called a room to come in, wrapped the uneaten snacks, and brought wine and crabs, Qu Yao and Chen Yiyi took advantage of the moonlight and went to Wuyuanmen to the north.

No one has been in or out of that place for a long time. In the maple forest, the leaves are already red.

The palace was a bit dilapidated, and the wind played a low "woo".

"Brother Thirteen." Chen Yiyi called out very softly, but it echoed in the open space, becoming a layered and distant song; it didn't take long to see Chen Zhangqin coming, he was wearing a red shirting robe and his hair was loose.

Qu Yao followed them in.

"This is the queen." Chen Yiyi said.

There was no surprise on Chen Zhangqin's face, he just nodded slightly, and asked the two to sit at the table, then turned around and lit another candle.

"Please drink," Chen Zhangqin went to work alone for a while, and brought two cups of water, he said, "Tea is not good at night."

Seeing the emptiness everywhere, Chen Yiyi asked, "Where is your servant?"

"Sleep."

After Chen Zhangqin finished speaking, he sat down beside Chen Yiyi. He leaned on his arm, his eyes watered, looked down, and said, "The empress is here too..."

"I'm Ji Yi's playmate now." Qu Yao answered him immediately.

Because of this, Chen Zhangqin turned around, and the pink birthmark on his neck caught people's eyes. He raised his eyes to look at Qu Yao, and suddenly smiled, "Such a young queen."

There is always wind blowing in the maple forest, and at this time, piles of flying leaves are shaking off. The nearby Shaoshan Mountain is silent at night. In Chongcheng, no one comes to these two desolate and narrow places at night.

"It's already seventeen." Qu Yao said.

"You guys still brought food, so I have to give something back."

Chen Zhangqin got up and brought a bunch of cosmetic boxes, including gold and silver sculptures, and pottery painted flowers. Chen Yiyi immediately went to pull Qu Yao's sleeves, saying: "These are all made by Brother Thirteen himself."

"You pick what you like."

Qu Yao came here to clear her mind, but at this moment, she was even more confused. She sniffed the white powder, looked up, and met Chen Zhangqin's smiling eyes.

Zhong Qingming, who was serving far away in the Suihua Palace, was not much more lazy than Jianfang. He was more casual by nature and liked to joke; Four places in Huadian.

Chen Bizhen asked, "What do you think of King Liuqian?"

Zhong Qingming stood by the door, watching the servant take off the man's complicated coat.

He replied, "People are like the bright moon."

"He has no sense of shame."

Zhong Qingming laughed but didn't answer, when Jianfang also came.

After drinking a lot of wine at the banquet, Chen Bizhen began to say some naughty or arrogant words. He went to the bed in his nightgown and asked the servant beside him for a cat.

"It has great stamina," Jianfang sighed while holding the sword, and told Zhong Qingming, "You can go and rest, I'll take care of it here."

Zhong Qingming left, and Jianfang sat aside, drinking the hot tea on the table.

Chen Bizhen lowered his voice and asked, "King Liuqian and Lord Yan are really familiar with each other?"

"The people over there reported that he not only went to the Taolang Pavilion before Shishan Waihun, but also went there a few times later, sometimes drinking until late at night. Today, Lord Yan ordered someone to send things to the palace early in the morning. People are also going in and out of the peach care hall today."

"Why didn't you report it earlier?" Chen Bizhen said again, "It is said that he is a good friend, so I will reply to my letter."

Jianfang stood up and bowed, saying: "It's my fault. I thought it was a trivial matter, but Your Majesty is busy with other things."

Perhaps Chen Bizhen didn't listen to his words of apology, but just leaned on the couch, looked at the flickering candle lights in front of the table, and said in a low voice: "I have never interfered with the prince's private affairs, but I should never provoke the imperial court. people."

"King Liuqian has always been ignorant of government affairs, so Master Yan naturally has something to say to him."

"You go out, I'm going to sleep." Chen Bizhen stretched his feet, and immediately a servant came to put on his shoes. He walked slowly, went to the bed to wash his mouth and wipe his face, and rested.

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