Eastern Palace

Chapter 114: Fanwai 3: Yuanyang tile cold frost Huazhong (1)

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Towards the evening, there is no palm light, the sky is dark and unclear, there are dragonflies in the yard, flying around, very low and very low, the hosta flowers under the steps are blooming, and there are dragonflies gently resting on the flower branches, but the leaves are also shaking Don't shake.

It was sultry like a thunderstorm.

People sitting under the gallery, sweating quietly.

A Wu was afraid that I couldn't think of it, sitting silently beside me, shaking the fan for me.

I couldn't help thinking that when I was seven or eight years old, I was still a carefree child, and A Wu was the same, always sitting next to me, shaking the fan for me, and watching me read and read words.

Xia Tiantian was long, because I saw the white fan in A Wu's hand, and I wrote a poem about the fan on the thin silk.

"Cut as a fan of huanhua, the reunion looks like a bright moon. Going into and out of Junhuai sleeves, shaking the breeze."

It was originally made for things, but I didn't expect Awu's look to change greatly after seeing it. Zheng Se said to me: "Little girl can't write this poem anymore."

I looked at A Wu puzzled.

A Wu said: "This poem is not good."

I still remember the second half of the poem: I often fear that the autumn festival is coming, and the coolness wins the heat. Abandoning donations, the compassion is inevitable.

That was "Fan Fan Song" by Ban Jieyu of the former Han Dynasty. Ban Jieyu was a famous talented girl and a famous concubine, but the end was not good. When he was favored, he tremblingly refused to share with the emperor. After falling out of favor, he lived in Changxin Palace. There were only a few words in the scroll, which made people think of such a woman living and writing poetry.

I don't really mind.

Because I will be a queen in the future.

Being a queen is naturally different from being a concubine.

Being a concubine without a sacred pet is actually nothing, so suffers. The queen is the wife who wants to stand side by side with the supreme emperor.

Not only me, but also my father.

We are noble in the Zhao Family, and we are naturally qualified to enter the harem.

At the age of thirteen, I first met Jin King Li Chengyin.

Among the many sons of Tianzi, he is the most special one.

His biological mother died prematurely, and he was raised in the middle palace since childhood.

Father Father once said in private: "Unfortunately it is not the queen's birth, there is a layer in the end."

There are several sons of Tianzi who are quite outstanding. I know that King Jin is not very favored by Tianzi.

The concubine, the birth mother of King Jin, is a secret legend in the palace. People whispered about her because she was only one step away from the back position. There is no child in the palace, and the concubine is a wise person. Those who have seen her have not praised her for being smart. She could guess every moment of Tianzi's intentions. It was rumored that Tianzi had given her the no-note pad, and she calmly handed back the original pad, or written or painted, and sent it back to the original messenger.

At that time, she was like a bright moon, and the bright and beautiful light was shining in the harem. Although it is not as blazing as the sun, when the moon is in the sky, the stars are dim and dull.

If she had a few more years, she would definitely replace the queen.

And she died.

In the harem, smart people don't live long.

Especially ambitious smart people.

Therefore, sometimes hiding is a real cleverness.

King Jin is such a truly intelligent person.

He didn't make a difference, and he didn't expect the emperor to expect it.

But I know that this is a really smart person.

When my father was still hesitating between the Jin King and the kings, I said, I want to marry the King.

My father asked me, think it over.

I nodded.

Actually, my father didn't know that I had seen the King Jin.

Not deliberately, but my brother and I went out to see Sheliu, and they said that it was King Jin, so I looked back immediately.

He also rode a horse, holding a bow and talking to the people around him with a smile.

I also know the people around him, it is Xiaozhangjun Zhao of the Pei family.

Pei Zhao has always been known as a jade person, because of his handsome appearance, he has some deeds in his boudoir.

Unexpectedly, the Jin King was even comparable to him, and the two walked side by side, just like the two newly born Lotus arrows in the summer. I suddenly thought that His Majesty was born with such a good appearance, and Princess Shu was a famous beauty, and it was natural for King Jin to be so beautiful.

The drum sounded again, and it was Jin Wang's turn to shoot Liu. I couldn't help strangling the horse, so I wanted to take a look at his skill.

The King Jin, while stroking a horse while holding his bow, seemed to inadvertently shoot an arrow.

The arrow was not brilliant, but it was not partial, so it shot the gourd attached to the willow branch. The gourd "snapped" to fall, and the little yellow finches closed in the gourd rose into the air, countless people applauded The King Jin covered his forehead with his hands and looked up at the flying finches. The sunlight reflected his cheeks, and there were beads of sweat on his face, as if the dew dripped on the jade plate.

I looked at him looking at the sky, and for some reason, I felt that he was far away from me, as if it was an unreachable dream. Obviously he was only a few feet away from me. I feel dissatisfied, because from small to large, there is nothing I can't catch.

I don’t know why there is such a consideration in my heart. Perhaps it was the sun that day was strong, and the proud eyes of the teenager were all faintly hidden here as if inadvertently. I still remember that day he was wearing a brown jacket and collar The golden thread on it shone in the sun, and his whole person seemed to shine.

I think it’s him.

Historian tasted the sun and moon of Emperor Taizong, the dragon and phoenix.

I couldn't figure out what it looked like until I saw King Jin.

I decided to marry him.

My father hesitated a little. I said calmly that if King Jin became the prince, I would be the prince.

I know that the family members are still half-hearted, but fortunately, King Jin looked from the bright side, because he was the adopted son of the palace, but he was closest to the position of the prince.

What I need is nothing more than the right time at home to help him and push him to that position.

His father was still hesitating, but King Jin was even smarter than I thought. Without waiting for his family's help, he sat down in the position of the prince without saying anything.

Of course it is because King Wei made a big mistake.

King Wei couldn't hold his breath, and Tianzi was still alive, he couldn't wait to stretch his hand so long, even trying to frame his brother, how could Tianzi tolerate him.

Snipe clams compete for the fisherman's profit, and King Jin is very light and becomes the biggest winner.

For a moment, everyone looked at China.

I secretly rejoiced in my own eyes. I know that my father has shown his favor to King Jin several times. King Jin, oh no, now it is the Crown Prince, and he is also interested in marrying Zhao's daughter.

I didn't expect that the queen was the queen.

She was very reluctant to see me become the prince, even secretly instructing the courtier, skillfully pushed the errands of the Western Region to the prince, and then made a peace plan.

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