Chang'an one moon gl

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"Madam, don't say such things. Madam's illness will recover in a few days." I said.

Mrs. Zheng smiled slightly, "Your Highness, you don't need to comfort me, I am already content to live to this day. It's just..." She sighed. "I can't worry about her."

I also sighed, not knowing what to say.

"I'm afraid that Wan'er will have a hard time dying." It was very difficult for her to say this, and I was shocked.

"She has been in trouble for half of her life, and it is not easy. I know that you each have your own difficulties, but you are no longer young. The past is the past, so let go of what should be let go. If I could let go of hatred earlier, I would not be forced Wan'er, maybe she can live a much easier life. After I leave, I beg Your Highness to take care of her more, and don't leave her alone. Even if she can't escape, don't let her walk too hard."

Madam Zheng had just finished speaking when Wan'er opened the door and walked in.Seeing that I was depressed, Wan'er asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I recalled some past events with His Highness." Mrs. Zheng said calmly.

Wan'er nodded, "I told the cook, Madam, please go to rest first, after eating with His Highness, Wan'er will come to accompany Madam."

Mrs. Zheng waved her hand, "It's rare that your Highness is coming down, you go to drink and chat. You go back to your room to rest tonight, and let the servant girl accompany me."

As soon as Wan'er and I left the room, she asked me, "What did A Niang say to you?"

"It's nothing." I said with a smile.She didn't ask any more questions, and just smiled lightly.

After we ate hot soup cakes with her, she asked me to stay: "It's better to stay here tonight." I didn't intend to leave at first, so I readily agreed.

"It's getting late, do you want to rest?" There was silence all around, I asked her.

"Didn't you agree to watch the moon?" She asked back.

I looked out the window, "It's so late, and there will be an early morning tomorrow, aren't you tired?"

She shook her head, "I don't want to rest." After spending half a year with her, even though I was dull, I felt how much she cherished every minute and every second.

I sent someone to simply prepare melons, fruits and sake on the pavilion in the middle of the lake. I led Wan'er and walked slowly towards the lake, chatting casually.The weather in August is neither hot nor cold, walking under the moon with a lantern, the moonlight illuminates the mountains, rocks, flowers and trees in a mysterious way.

The boy waited by the lake with a small boat, I got on the boat first, Wan'er pulled up her skirt, and I stretched out my hand to help her up.The surface of the lake is like a mirror, and sparkling waves can be seen in the darkness.The little fellow sails the boat leisurely towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Melons and fruits were set on the stone table in the pavilion, and the maids stood on the left and right with a jug of wine waiting.It is the season when pomegranates are ripe, and the big red pomegranates with full seeds are particularly conspicuous on the copper plate.

Wan'er looked happy, drinking one glass after another, lamenting the beauty of the moonlight, sweet melons and fruits...everything is so beautiful, but the world cannot last long.

As if there had never been any quarrels, she and I casually talked about Chang'an, poems and books, and all the gossips that had nothing to do with competition and power.The days between me and her can be counted.The candle was burnt out, the wine hadn't been drunk, and the words hadn't been finished yet. The maid put on new wax, and I saw that Wan'er's face was already flushed.

Her tongue is already clumsy, and she is still chattering with a smile on her face. Is this Shangguan Zhaorong who is in power? I don't know, but I am sure she is Shangguan Wan'er who I admired since I was young.Her aloof sense of alienation has disappeared, and there are only fireworks in the world.

She drank a few more cups by herself, her voice gradually dropped, and she fell asleep on the stone table.Two maidservants and I helped her to get on the boat. After the boat docked, I bent down and carried Wan'er on my back, and the two maidservants walked on both sides holding the lamp.Wan'er is not short, but because she is thin, she doesn't feel any difficulty in carrying her on her back.

Although Zhaorong Mansion is extravagant, it is not an exaggeration decorated with gold and jade. The flowers, trees, lake pavilions, terraces and pavilions are all tasteful and elegant.I carried Wan'er on my back for a short distance, and when I arrived at the building where she lived, I helped her to the bed, took off her embroidered shoes and clothes, and wiped them briefly.

She fell into a deep sleep because of drunkenness, but I couldn't fall asleep. Holding her hand, I was lost in thought, and the past was surging like a tide.Flash forward 30 years, right and wrong, it turns out that life is like this.

I don't know when I went to sleep, but when I woke up, it was already high in the sun, Wan'er was no longer by my side, and now I was alone again, remembering that Wan'er told me that she hoped that I would serve Mrs Zheng with her, so I got dressed and went Mrs. Zheng took care of her in her room.They are mother and daughter. The mother hopes that her daughter will be accompanied after death, and the daughter hopes that her mother will leave without worries. I can only stay in Chang'an for half a year. This is probably the only major event for me.

After autumn is winter, at the end of winter and spring is approaching.There are still a few days until the first day, and this year is about to pass.These days I almost live in Zhaorong's mansion, gossiping with Mrs. Zheng during the day to amuse myself, and drinking with Wan'er at night.At the end of the year, Li Xian and Empress Wei assembled their ministers at Kunming Pond to compete in poetry while having a banquet. I had no intention of participating, but I refused many times, so this time I had no choice but to go.After drinking for three rounds, the poetry competition begins.Wan'er climbed up to the colorful building, and all the talented scholars in the court were thinking in front of the books prepared downstairs. After a while, the poems were written and sent to the colorful building by Gong'e.My clansmen and I followed the empress and stood beside the Cailou, Li Xian shouted loudly to Wan'er: "Zhaorong, judge and compare."

Wan'er's voice came from the color building, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Everyone held their heads high and waited quietly. Wan'er picked up the first chapter, glanced at it, and threw it down from upstairs. She borrowed the second chapter and the third chapter... She read faster and faster, and the paper on which the poems were written was like It fell like snowflakes, and the sighs of talented scholars were all under the colorful building.The pieces of paper gradually stopped falling, and the atmosphere became more and more tense. There were only two papers left in Wan'er's hand, and she hesitated between them.

"Who's left?" Li Xian asked the attendant beside him.The attendant went to ask and come back to answer. "Left Song Zhi asked Lord Shen Quanqi." Li Xian nodded, then shouted loudly to Wan'er: "How is it? Zhao Rong."

Wan'er replied: "Your Majesty, there is a result." After finishing speaking, a piece of paper fell down again.After landing, everyone rushed forward to check. "Who's it?" Li Xian also asked anxiously.

"The one who fell is Master Shen Quanqi." Someone replied.I saw Wan'er stepping down from Cailou gracefully, and bowed in the direction of Li Xian.Everyone stepped aside, and Wan'er stood in front.

Someone asked: "How did Zhaorong decide the difference between the poems of the two masters of Shen and Song Dynasties?"

Wan'er smiled: "Shen Shi said in a sentence: 'The humble minister is ashamed to see Yuzhang's material', and the words are exhausted. Song Shiyun: 'Don't worry about the end of the moon, there will be night pearls', which is a heroic feat ."

As soon as Wan'er finished speaking, everyone in the world admired her.

The author has something to say: about three more chapters and the ancient part is over

Chapter 67 Chapter 66

She looked in my direction, and I smiled and nodded.

There are singing, dancing and instrumental music, as well as delicacies and wines. Every banquet is just like this, but people will still be intoxicated during it.Luo skirts are fluttering, colorful sleeves are courteous, and when the wine is in full swing, it doesn't matter whether the monarch or his subjects are inferior.The chubby body was drinking and writhing among the dancers, the son-in-law Wu Yanxiu was good at dancing, and Princess Anle was beating the drums for her.

Wan'er rested her forehead with her hand, sat leaning on her face with flushed cheeks, with a smile on her face, watching the drunk people applaud from time to time.She has always been the focus of the banquet, and her poetry and prose are all guided by her, and she has become drunk after the first few rounds.

Suddenly someone shouted: "It's snowing, it's snowing." More and more people became excited, and large flakes of snow fluttered outside the court.The music stopped, the dancing stopped, and everyone looked at the snowflakes under the eaves.

Showing interest, drunken people went to enjoy the snow, the maids rushed to get ready, and everyone moved to the court.Taking advantage of the mess, Wan'er walked over with some trembling. "let's go."

"Can I?" I asked.

She nodded, "If you ask, let people say that I went to rest and sober up." She took my hand and left with me.