Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Gu Ya was worried, so she brought the palace servants and eunuchs to guard nearby.

Qingzhu looked over and sighed with a smile: "Princes and princesses, only here can you be so unrestrained and casual."

It was a beautiful spring day, Liang Qian and Xiao Qianyi were sitting in the yard chatting.

Hearing what Qingzhu said, Liang Qian looked at the children playing and said with a smile, "People, if you don't take advantage of your youth and ignorance to go crazy and make a fuss, wouldn't it be boring? If you are as old as us and still go crazy and make a fuss, it would be disrespectful to the elderly."

Xiao Qianyi also looked over and said, "Yeah, that's nothing. When I was their age, I was even more naughty than them. I climbed up the roof and ripped off the tiles a lot."

Liang Qian couldn't help but joked: "If she didn't have the courage to climb up the roof and tear down the tiles when she was young, how could she become the number one female general of the Great Zhou Dynasty who is as good as any man?"

Xiao Qianyi snorted: "So what if she is the number one female general? In the end, isn't she still running errands for you, the Empress Dowager?"

Liang Qian raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Who was it that took the initiative to find me and said that we were together? You can't just want to take without giving. Besides, when have I ever treated you unfairly? If I really have, just say it out loud for everyone to hear!"

"I—" Xiao Qianyi was speechless and waved her hands, "Forget it, forget it. Anyway, whenever we bicker, I've never won against you. If you don't argue when you're young, why are you still arguing here when you're old?"

As she spoke, she seemed to be thinking of something and kept shaking her head and laughing.

She laughed, yet felt a little sad, and sighed softly: "I still remember clearly the first time we met. It always feels like it happened just yesterday. Who would have thought that so many years have passed. Sigh, time flies so fast..."

Recalling the past, Liang Qian was in a daze: "At that time, I didn't expect that we could still be companions when we grow old. I have watched them pass away one after another over the years. Fortunately, you are still here."

"It's good that you know," Xiao Qianyi snorted, "Why don't you get well soon? Otherwise, if something happens to you, I'll be left alone. Who can I go to drink with and reminisce about the past?"

Hearing this, Qingzhu and the others' faces changed slightly. Xiao Qianyi realized it later and when she reacted, she was annoyed: "Look, I was really confused!"

Liang Qian didn't mind at all, and smiled lightly: "Birth, aging, illness and death are the normal state of human beings. Just like my teacher, I never thought that this farewell to Luo An would be his and my final farewell. I only regretted agreeing to let him go on a trip that day. It was not until I read the letter he wrote to me before his death that I let it go..."

Thinking of the slightly hunched old man with a white beard carrying a large medicine box, Xiao Qianyi sighed: "The old man has experienced many changes in the world and has great wisdom."

Liang Qian nodded. If it weren’t for Chen Dechun, many things might not be as they are now.

Xiao Qianyi continued, "Liang Qian, to be honest, besides the old man, the person I respect the most in this world is you. After the death of the previous emperor, Luoan City was in danger, and there were many people who were ready to make a move, but you——

Alas, everyone saw how grief-stricken you were that day, and we almost thought you would die of illness. But who would have thought that you would stand up and take charge of the situation, put an end to the chaos, destroy Liang, and change the old system... You did not miss a single one.

Even though the court officials were hesitant and wait-and-see at first, who wasn't convinced in the end? Even Lord Gongsun, who had a prejudice against you, was willing to obey you in the end, wasn't he?"

Liang Qian pursed her lips and looked at her, saying disapprovingly: "If it weren't for you, I alone wouldn't be able to accomplish anything."

Xiao Qianyi nodded repeatedly and laughed: "Of course!"

At this moment, the children who were originally laughing and making noise suddenly started arguing, and Liang Qian motioned Qingzhu to go over and take a look.

It was just a few words.

Liang Qian asked Gu Ya to take them to the palace to rest and have some fruits and snacks.

After seeing off Lady Anjun, Qingzhu returned to the courtyard and saw Liang Qian had spread out the paper and was painting on the desk with a pen in hand.

She was surprised and stepped forward to persuade him.

"The Queen Mother has just gotten better, and she just talked to Lady An for such a long time. If she doesn't take a rest now, how can she do such a strenuous task?"

The painter did not even raise his head.

"What's the big deal? I've been lying down for so many days and finally feel better. If I don't get up and move around, I'm afraid my body will get stiff if I continue lying down."

Qingzhu couldn't resist and had to agree with her.

A palace maid came forward and presented medicine.

Seeing the Empress Dowager painting, the palace maids dared not interrupt her.

Qingzhu took a look, took the medicine bowl from the palace servant, and sent the person away before speaking.

"Queen, it's time to take your medicine."

Liang Qian paused with the pen in her hand, looked up at the dark medicine, shook her head and laughed at herself: "I don't know how many medicines I have prescribed for others in the past, and now it's my turn."

Qingzhu came forward with medicine in hand to comfort him: "Everyone has a headache or fever sometimes--"

She sighed softly and said nothing more. She just brought the medicine bowl closer and said, "It's better to take it while it's hot. It won't be good if it gets cold."

Liang Qian smiled faintly: "Okay."

Qingzhu lowered his eyes and sighed silently.

When she looked over again, Liang Qian had finished the medicine. She put the empty bowl aside and continued painting.

I don't know how much time passed, but the painter finally stopped painting.

Liang Qian looked at the portrait in front of her quietly and asked gently, "Qingzhu, do you think it looks like her?"

Qingzhu took a closer look.

A handsome man in a wide-sleeved robe sat quietly in an elegant room, looking down at the orchid on the table beside him. He picked up an orchid leaf at random, and his cascading black hair blurred his cold edges...

Qingzhu lowered his eyes and nodded slightly: "Very similar."

The ink had dried, and Liang Qian's fingers gently touched the person in the painting: "I think so too. After so many years, he hasn't changed at all, he still looks the same as before, but I... Alas, I have changed a long time ago. If we meet again, he will definitely not recognize me."

"Why, you are still the same as before."

Liang Qian smiled, "Your temples are completely white, how can you still be the same? Our ancestors said that a man will die for his confidant, and a woman will dress up for the man she pleases. He is gone, so even if you are different, it doesn't matter. In fact, if he were still here, I might have to follow the example of the ancients and not dare to see him with a sick face. Who knows if I would become like Empress Xuanmu, old and ugly, and despised by others?"

Qingzhu disagreed: "What are you talking about? The late emperor was not a person like Emperor Xuan of Jin."

Liang Qian smiled: "It's hard to say, but, you can't say for sure that I was the one who disliked him first."

Qingzhu looked at the eaves that blocked the sun and advised, "The wind outside is a bit cold, why don't you go back to the hall and rest?"

Seeing that Liang Qian had no objection, Qingzhu helped Liang Qian up and walked into the hall.

I didn't want to go into the inner hall. The little people who used to chirp like little birds surrounded the city, but now they all lowered their heads and didn't make a sound.

Liang Qian glanced at it and found it funny: "What's wrong? So serious?"

"Empress Dowager..." Gu Ya looked over with an embarrassed expression.

Someone said first: "Grandmother, the fourth brother broke your jade butterfly."

"Jade Butterfly?"

After Liang Qian asked this question, someone fell to his knees.

"Please forgive me, Grandmother. I didn't mean it."

Qingzhu helped Liang Qian walk closer to take a closer look and found that it was a chrysanthemum and butterfly ornament.

A pink-dressed girl said firmly, "No, my brother is lying. This butterfly was placed neatly on the shelf. How could it fall off for no reason?"

"I--"

"Who doesn't know that this is the favorite ornament of the Imperial Grandmother? Since Fourth Brother has made a mistake, he must have the courage to admit it!"

Before Ander could finish his words, Hua Yin stepped forward and said, "No, it was my incense tassel that fell off, and Sister Pingyang accidentally kicked it behind the shelf. In order to help me pick up the incense tassel, Fourth Brother accidentally bumped into the shelf and knocked the Jade Butterfly off..."

Ander insisted: "Even so, he was the one who broke it!"

Several people argued endlessly.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing."

Liang Qian laughed and shook her head, asking Gu Ya to help the kneeling man up, and then said, "Yongliang was trying to help Ande, it was just an unintentional mistake."

Her eyes fell on the broken jade pieces and she smiled faintly: "Let this ornament break into pieces, and may you be in peace forever."

After hearing this, Qingzhu ordered people to sweep up the broken jade to avoid hurting anyone by mistake.

Gu Ya noticed the tiredness on Liang Qian's face and prepared to take everyone out of the hall.

"Queen Mother."

Two eunuchs approached carrying a large wooden box.

Liang Qian pointed to the empty space and said, "Just put it here."

The people who were arguing with each other just now, now gathered around curiously when they saw the old big wooden box.

"Grandmother, what's in this?"

"It contains many, many stories."

Liang Qian looked at them with a smile, took out an exquisite key from the embroidered bag at her waist, and opened the lock on the large wooden box.

The moment the wooden lid is opened, it feels like opening up the long-forgotten past.

"A story? Can you tell us?"

When they heard the story, they all looked into the box.

There are scrolls, money bags, exquisite and gorgeous step-shaking flowers, slightly crudely made silver hairpins, curled medical manuscripts, and embroidered bags and cloaks that are no longer brightly colored...

Liang Qian looked at them one by one, caressing them gently, and said, "There are too many stories to tell in a short time. I will tell them to you later, okay?"

Qingzhu gave Guya a look, and Guya led everyone to the outer hall.

The hall, which was noisy just now, became quiet again as the crowd went away.

Qing Zhu said, "Queen Mother, I will help you lie down for a while. We will look at these things later."

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"it is good."

Liang Qian was indeed a little tired.

She nodded and let Qingzhu help her lie down on the couch.

Qingzhu helped Liang Qian pull open the quilt and gently covered her body with it.

Liang Qian glanced at the white jade ring beside her pillow, closed her eyes, and sighed, "Qingzhu, I think I haven't let them down all these years."

Qingzhu felt a lump in his throat and almost cried.

Everyone only knows that the Empress Dowager is strong-willed, she keeps her word, and she doesn't care about old feelings at all under her cold face. However, few people know that she has been scheming and monopolizing power for decades without any selfish motives at all.

"After the death of the late emperor, you alone held on, saving us from danger and danger many times. Now it's time for you to take a good rest."

Thinking of the emperor, Qingzhu felt comforted again: "The master is pure and filial. He always informs you before making any decisions. He never blames you for taking power. You don't know that your fainting this time has made the master very worried. He stayed here all night and took care of you personally."

Liang Qian pursed her lips and smiled: "They are all very good, and now I have nothing to worry about."

There was no more talking, and the hall was especially quiet. The only sound that could be heard was the tinkling of wind chimes and the crisp calls of birds under the eaves outside the window, like someone singing a piano song.

A sudden breeze in the courtyard brushed across the table, lifted up the thin painting scroll, and finally it fell to the ground.

As she was swaying, someone kept tapping her and calling her.

"Nian Nian, wake up, we're here! It's time to get off the bus!"

The anxious voice could not conceal the love and helplessness.

It feels like the sun is falling on my face, so warm.

Liang Qian raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, then climbed up in a daze.

The wind blew up the curtains, and the sunlight coming through the window was a little dazzling, causing her to squint slightly.

"Look at this child. Just now he was talking non-stop with great enthusiasm, causing headaches for me. Now he is sleeping so soundly. Did he know that I was going to take you out today and was so excited that he didn't sleep a wink yesterday?"

Liang Qian turned her head and couldn't help but widen her eyes and stare at the kind-looking person in front of her, her eyes reddened.

"...Ah, Aung?"

Liang Ao couldn't help laughing when he saw the person staring at him in astonishment.

"What's wrong with this child? Is he sleepy? We are already a little late, we can't delay any longer."

"Aunt, is it really Aunt?" Liang Qian was confused and blinked hard, in disbelief: "What on earth is going on?"

Liang Ao said with a smile: "What's going on? Wasn't it you who was clamoring to come to the Cai Qing Feast?"

"Cai Qing Banquet?" Liang Qian was even more surprised.

Liang Ao added: "When you have your coming-of-age ceremony at the end of the year, you will be a grown-up girl. You can no longer be like this."

"Girl haircut ceremony?"

Liang Qian looked at Liang Ao, then lowered her head to look at herself, completely unaware of what was going on.

When she had her coming-of-age ceremony, hadn't her grandfather already passed away many years ago?

"Father, you spoil her too much."

Just as Liang Qian was in a daze, the voices outside the carriage made her shudder all over.

"Father?"

"Now that you're awake, why don't you come out quickly?"

Someone was urging from outside the carriage through the curtain.

As he spoke, he had already drawn the curtain and sighed, "It's fine if we stay in the mansion, but there are so many people here today, so you must not cause trouble at the banquet later!"

The person who spoke was Liang Qian.

Liang Ao just stood up from his seat when Liang Qian grabbed his sleeve with a look of bitterness in her eyes.

"Is this... is this true?"

Liang Ao glanced at Liang Qian with a smile, and patted Liang Qian on the head: "Look at this child, isn't he sleepy?"

Liang Qian also said: "But after such a long journey, you actually had a dream. Come down and get some fresh air and you will wake up."

Liang Qian was led out of the carriage by Liang Ao.

Liang Qian looked over and saw, in the warm sun and gentle breeze, the beautiful Langyuan Tower surrounded by the Si River, with lush green bamboo forests and red peach trees.

If it’s not Shangnanyuan, then where else is it?

Seeing the Taifu's carriage, the people waiting at the door came forward with smiles on their faces.

Liang Qian stared at her grandfather and father without blinking, watching them greeting each other blankly.

If this was really a dream, I wonder whether Zhou dreamed that he was a butterfly, or the butterfly dreamed that it was Zhou?

The soft and lazy spring breeze failed to wake her up as she wished, but instead made her dream even deeper and more intense.

"What are you still standing there for? Let's go in!"

Grandpa looked over here and waved to her lovingly, and her father was also waiting for her with a smile.

Liang Qian responded lightly, took a few steps forward, followed them into the garden, and walked deep into the flowers and trees.

"婠婠."

Suddenly, a gentle voice called her from behind.

Liang Qian turned around.

The peach blossoms blown down by the spring breeze fluttered so heavily that they almost blinded her eyes.

Liang Qian looked over carefully and saw someone standing quietly in the shadow of the flowers, reaching out his hand to her.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Liang Qian closed her eyes and smiled, with tears rolling down the corners of her eyes.

Even if it was just a dream, she would rather stay drunk forever.

After all, she had promised him that when they met again, she would hold on to him tightly.

Liang Huan held his hand.

She knew that they could finally turn the page on this page.

In the ninth year of Yanxing, Empress Dowager Liang died and was posthumously named Wende. She was buried in Jingling Mausoleum with Emperor Wucheng.

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