Legend of the Orchid

In the winter of the eighth year of Kaibao, an exciting piece of good news spread throughout the city of Tokyo—Nantangjiang.This dynasty, which has the largest confrontation territory and the most developed economy and culture, finally fell into the hands of Emperor Song Zhao Kuangyin after a year and a half of battle.

But as the Southern Tang emperor Li Yu and his empress and prince entered Beijing as captives, some joking gossip began to spread in the market:

"I heard that Empress Xiao Zhou is a great beauty, and she had an affair with Li Yu, which pissed off her sister to death!"

"That's not right! Empress Xiao Zhou is the most beautiful woman in the world. It is said that even the many concubines of the current emperor are less than one ten-thousandth of her!"

Immediately, some good people started booing: "Xiao Zhou won't be taken in by the emperor, will he?"

The people next to him immediately spat twice: "A subjugated slave is not worthy of carrying the emperor's shoes! You still want to be a concubine, so go ahead and dream!"

Others echoed: "Yes, Li Yu is not dead yet, if his mother-in-law is robbed again, he will probably be ashamed to hang himself!"

Immediately, there was a burst of laughter from the crowd, as if the taste of the new year was coming early, what a festive winter!

Every day, similar gossip is talked about by people. After talking about the emperor and empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty, everyone began to talk about Li Yu’s two sons——Li Zhongyu and Li Zhonglan. Dazzling, especially the second son Li Zhonglan, who is like a pearl going out to sea and Xinlan under the moon, who can be on par with Empress Xiao Zhou.

But none of the common people has seen Li Zhonglan, and everything is just groundless.Li Zhonglan was previously trapped in Tokyo as a proton for three years and never left her home. Now she has entered Beijing again as a subjugated slave. She is guarded by heavy soldiers every day, so naturally she cannot go out. How her beautiful appearance is famous in the streets and alleys is unknown.

Two months later, Zhao Dezhao, the second prince of the Song Dynasty, returned to the capital. He was dressed in casual clothes, and only brought two teams of eight guards. He was well-behaved and unassuming, but it became a private topic again.

The second prince, because his elder brother died early, is actually equivalent to the crown prince, and he is in his prime, with outstanding military achievements and a high reputation in the court. No matter in terms of seniority or dignity, he is the best candidate for the crown prince.It's a pity that Zhao Kuangyin didn't know how he felt. So far, he has not been canonized as a prince, and he has not even named his own son a king. Instead, he has made his younger brother Zhao Guangyi the King of Jin, and entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, which has caused the uncle to always overwhelm the quasi-professor. Prince, outsiders speculate that the prince-to-be must be angry in his heart, resulting in a fierce expression.

But no matter if he is fierce, or even has a fierce look in his eyes as some good people say, it does not prevent the second prince from becoming the favorite of many young ladies in the capital.

That day, the second prince rode a black steed through the streets and alleys. He had heard the news that the commoner women who were waiting on the street consciously joined the road. In front of you, stop at the high place of the restaurant, leaning on the railing to watch.

When the distant black figure gradually approached in the cold wind, all the women felt joyful and lost their composure, and covered their faces with their hands to hide their idiots. In the past two years, the second prince has hardly set foot in the capital, so his face has changed slightly. Everyone couldn't look at his front face, but his side face was more handsome, as exquisite as a knife sculpture, and the tempering of time seemed to add a sense of stability to his eyebrows and eyes, which somewhat offset the sharp feeling.

All the people bowed their heads to salute on both sides of the road, but there were still many women who boldly raised their heads and looked around. They had all been groomed early in the morning, with pink faces, cloudy temples, and fragrant belts. Following the sound of the silver bell, he looked back and smiled, but unfortunately, the prince was still riding on his tall horse, not looking sideways.

Hey, the women sighed in their hearts: Could it be that the wife of the prince-to-be is really beautiful and can compare with all the women in the world?

The second prince, Zhao Dezhao, did have a wife named Chen, but he only took a concubine and did not marry a regular wife. That's why he aroused the imagination of ladies and gentlemen from all walks of life, hoping to be favored by the prince. In the future, the prince-to-be will ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor. Queen?

At this time, a lady dressed as a man was too engrossed, and the paper fan in the book slipped quietly, but saw that the gold-painted fan was blown away by the north wind, fluttering and flung it directly to the forehead of the second prince Zhao Dezhao.

Zhao Dezhao's face darkened, and he quickly pulled out the sword at his waist, and made more than a dozen cuts out of thin air. The paper fan shattered inch by inch, like flakes of flakes of snow. Surprised the crowd exclaimed: "Ah!"

The woman who lost the paper fan fell to the ground immediately, sweating profusely, her face pale with fear.

Fortunately, the second prince didn't make any statement, just continued to move forward, and he was stingy with giving others alms even in the slightest.

Only his attendant, Jin Yan, knew that his master was angry, and it was a huge anger. The master usually hides his anger and anger, but today he tore the fan fiercely in front of the public, which is really amazing.

There is indeed a fire hidden in Zhao Dezhao's heart, and the source of the fire is Li Zhonglan. As early as the beginning of November last year, Zhao Dezhao learned that the Southern Tang Dynasty was exhausted, and Li Yu and others must go to Beijing as subjugated slaves to plead guilty. Now he has just returned from Shannan West Road, but heard that Li Zhonglan, the second prince of the Southern Tang Dynasty, has also become a prisoner. He was imprisoned together with Li Yu in Zhuquetaizhong in the south of the city, and was almost blown away by the news.

It's a lifeless thing!Zhao Dezhao frowned, he hasn't seen Li Zhonglan yet, but it will be soon, two years.

At this moment, Li Zhonglan was sitting on the warm couch, white cigarettes were curling up from the aromatherapy burner beside him, and a scent of clear orchids filled the room. The maidservants especially liked to come to his room on weekdays to bring him tea and water, or It is to do some housework, just to smell the fragrance that fills the room, and this kind of smell that seems to be absent but has a pleasant aftertaste is rare in other places.

Early this morning, when he heard the news that the second prince had returned to the capital, his heart felt like a string was tensed. Just a little movement would make his scalp numb, and he couldn't think too much, otherwise his chest would feel like several silver needles stabbing randomly, smashing his chest. His heart was like mud, falling straight into the abyss of mud, but for some reason, there seemed to be a golden thread hooking his heart, pulling him up bit by bit, and it even touched the corner of his mouth, showing a tendency to rise.

Li Zhonglan quickly realized his gaffe, sighed, shook his head, and suppressed all kinds of emotions. He was lying on one leg, and the other leg was hanging down from the couch. Scattered from the shoulders, the soft and boneless body is covered with a big red coat, which looks both decadent and gorgeous.

After sitting like this for several hours, she finally felt numb in her legs. Li Zhonglan gritted her teeth and changed her position. She rubbed her sore legs and feet with her left hand, and picked up a long golden nanmu box with her right hand.

Open the wooden box, and suddenly there is a white-skinned and green-clothed glass wrapped in yellow silk. This glass is holding a colorful flower basket with one hand, in a flying posture, with a graceful waist and limbs. The wonderful thing is that only the eyes of the whole body are blue. Even if she is lying in the box, she looks like she is about to fly into the air and show off her dancing skills against the backdrop of the curling green smoke.

Li Zhonglan touched Feitian Liuli's transparent face, thoughtfully.It's really too difficult for him to be cute and happy. I don't know if he will succeed this time. As for the culprit who has given him countless times of frustration, it is Zhao Tingjie. For the first time in his life, he has tried to please the other party, but he has gained a lot. The shame, to this day, still fills his chest with resentment.

"What a bastard!" He closed the box angrily, and cursed in a low voice, but his voice was still entwined with white smoke, unbroken, and the ending trembled, as if bewitching, no matter how hard he listened to it, he could only I'm afraid I'll have to take pity on her three points.

The next day, Li Zhonglan followed Li Yu and Li Zhongyu to face the saint early.In fact, they have met the saint many times, and there is no need to listen to a group of ministers discussing the internal and external affairs of the Song Dynasty in the early court. Calling over to show the public, Li Yu was ashamed and angry when he returned.

Was it because Nan Tang was arrogant before surrendering?Of course not, Li Yu was able to send his second son into the enemy's country as a hostage for three years, and even expressed his willingness to accept the canonization title of the Song Dynasty.

The baseness of human nature is evident.Li Zhonglan's mouth twitched into a sneer.

This time, Li Yu was still wearing gray court clothes, bowed his head and stepped carefully into the hall. He has become thinner and thinner recently, and he has a posture of falling when the wind blows. The large court clothes seem to cover him to death in the cloth. His face It also lost its blood color more and more, showing a sickly yellow of wax torches weeping.

Li Zhonglan and his elder brother Li Zhongyu followed Li Yu step by step, with their heads also lowered, but at this moment, Li Zhonglan suddenly noticed a sharp light shooting from the side of him, he was startled, but saw Zhao Dezhao's star eyes like two sharp knives, He was poking at him viciously, and his sinister gaze was the same as before.

After two years, we met for the first time, so caught off guard, Li Zhonglan was not ready yet, he gasped, and panicked in an instant.

But today is different from the past, Li Zhonglan is no longer the Li Zhonglan who was trembling with fright when he was stared at yesterday, he came back to his senses, quickly controlled his demeanor, and cursed secretly: "Fuck!" At the same time, he gave Zhao Dezhao a blow Roll eyes.

As usual, the emperor wanted to ask Li Yu a few words about his daily life. Zhao Kuangyin had a strong body, his face was iron-like due to years of fighting, and his brows were wide and his eyes were bright. He looked like an imposing emperor, making Li Yu even smaller.Li Yu's voice was low, and he spoke weakly. The blue sky and the sun seemed to be singing a lullaby, which made the atmosphere of the whole hall extremely strange.

Li Zhonglan lowered her head, cold sweat broke out faintly on her back.He knew that Jin Wang Zhao Guangyi was looking at him from the front left, his dense and ambiguous gaze was like a scorching Xia Yang, his breath turned into sticky honey oil, almost drowning him.

In the past, the king of Jin would not look at him like this. During the three years of being a hostage, Li Zhonglan met the king of Jin a few times, and felt that the other party was extremely arrogant. Except for the emperor's elder brother Zhao Kuangyin, why did he put anyone else in his eyes, let alone him, a humble man? Xiaoguo's proton, so he didn't take the other party seriously.

Unexpectedly, this time he surrendered, King Jin paid special attention to him, and every time he saw him, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, walking on thin ice.

Li Zhonglan knows that he has been reborn after a year of training. Not only is his figure taller, but his temperament has also become calm and resolute, but he obviously underestimated his changes. A fruit that is just ripe, with crisp flesh and sweet juice, attracting people with ulterior motives to fantasize about it.

So, this morning, Li Zhonglan, the second prince of the Southern Tang Dynasty, was covered with a fine layer of sweat on the tip of his nose amidst the ambiguous gaze from the front left and the sharp stare from the rear right.