Biganchun

The sky is getting brighter, and the morning breeze comes as promised, passing through the beaded curtain, passing through the jade hall, and entering the Luowei.

Qingcheng woke up suddenly, covered in thin sweat, only felt cold through her clothes, as if she had never been so cold in her life.

She forced herself to sit up, a strand of black hair hanging by the pillow, her limbs were completely exhausted.When he looked down, his left wrist was still wrapped in layers of white silk.Under the white silk, the thin wound looked like a meandering red line, but the skin cracked so deep that even the imperial doctors couldn't bear to look directly at it when they changed their dressings every day.

She closed her eyes again, sat cross-legged, slowly squeezed the sword formula with both hands, placed them on her knees, and secretly breathed.A ray of true energy gathered from the dantian and was forced to be sent to the Tanzhong acupoint, causing a sharp pain in the heart. She clenched her teeth, but no matter how hard it was to hold on, she felt ashamed and fell down on the couch.

When she wakes up every day, she always finds it hard to believe that this nightmare is actually real.

Want to cry, but no tears.

After sitting quietly for a long time, she opened her eyes, which were filled with silence.He lowered his head, and turned his gaze to the side of the pillow inadvertently, but suddenly found half of the double tube of black bamboo exposed under the pillow.With a thought, she pulled it out to look, and it was the Qiang flute she had seen in Zhan Zhao's hand.She was startled suddenly, and couldn't help but miss a beat.

On the night of Qixi Festival, when she left the Kaifeng mansion, she saw Zhan Zhao put the piccolo in his arms, and followed her into the palace.There was a sudden change that night, and everyone involved was caught off guard. The flute had always been on his body, but at this moment it appeared beside her pillow for no reason.

There is no reason at first, is it good or bad?

The Qiang flute is silent, telling all kinds of meanings.Her slender fingers trembled slightly, tightly holding the flute in her hand, and pressing it lightly against her heart.

There was a sound of footsteps ringing outside the hall, she frowned, raised her hand and hid the flute under the pillow again, then she got up, put on a snow-colored thin cotton cloak beside the bed, and stepped on it. Soft satin embroidered shoes before going to bed, got up and walked to the front of the side hall.

The door curtain was lifted slightly, and the four maidservants filed in one by one. After closing their hands to Qingcheng one by one, they walked into the hall and placed the washing things in their hands in the hall.

Behind the ladies of the court, they saw a handsome figure slowly walking into the palace.She has a high phoenix bun, luxurious brocade clothes, and a calm and peaceful expression, but she has a dignified bearing that makes people dare not look at her closely.

The morning light shines through the window, illuminating the colorful embroidery on her gown, proclaiming her lofty identity as the Lord of the Six Palaces.

Wufeng Chaoyang.The mother is in the world.

She was none other than Cao Jingyi, the empress of the Great Song Dynasty.

Seeing Empress Cao approaching, Qingcheng took a step back and knelt down.

"I don't know that my mother will come in the early morning. Su Guang has not washed and washed, and her dress is disheveled. I hope my mother will forgive me."

Empress Cao lowered her eyebrows and looked at her, and said calmly: "Plain clothes and messy hair, not concealing the beauty of the country... If it wasn't for the early arrival of the palace today, how would you know that the charm is so moving when the beauty wakes up in the morning?"

Embarrassed on Qingcheng's face, she said in a low voice: "Your Majesty has always treated Su Guang with great kindness and righteousness, why is she entertaining me like this today?"

Empress Cao smiled lightly and ordered Qingcheng to stand up.She walked into the warm pavilion in the palace, sat down on the front seat, took the bird's nest tea offered by the maid, and gently fiddled with the floating leaves in the tea with the bowl lid, but was speechless for a while.

Seeing that her expression was slightly different than usual, Qingcheng walked up to her and said, "Your Majesty is here today, but what can you teach Suguang?"

Empress Cao sighed softly: "Thousands of thoughts, ten thousand opportunities to deal with, I have a lot of things in my heart, and I don't know how to explain them all to you..."

Qingcheng asked: "I don't know what troubles the empress?"

Empress Cao's phoenix eyes flickered: "These days, inside and outside the palace, there is a lot of turmoil, accidents come one after another, and it seems that there is no end... The day before the funeral of Mr. Wang is over, and Mrs. Wang will enter the palace in a while. On the day of the funeral, I kowtow to my palace for the reward..."

Qingcheng's heart moved: "I don't know which Lord Wang is the one who went away this time?"

Empress Cao glanced at her nonchalantly: "It's Mr. Wang Bowen, Deputy Privy Envoy."

Qingcheng lost her voice and said: "It's him?!... Although he is old, he seems to be quite tough, how could he..."

Empress Cao said quietly: "Master Wang received a gift from the official family. He was suddenly promoted to the deputy envoy of the Privy Council a few days ago. He was very happy. Who knew that some disturbances occurred at the wedding ceremony of his second son last month. The official family didn't know How could he match his married daughter-in-law with someone else. Mr. Wang inevitably felt depressed for a while. He was already in the prime of his life, and the seasons violated, so he fell ill, but within twenty or thirty days, So he passed away. Alas, he served three dynasties all his life, and the officials are also quite sad for such an ending."

She spoke in a calm voice and did not explain the details, but Qingcheng naturally knew the inside story.She did disdain what Wang Bowen's family did at first, but she never thought that she would ask Zhao Zhen to marry Bai Yutang and Yan Rusi in order to make a perfect husband and wife, and finally cost the old man's life.Under the shock at this time, I couldn't help feeling a bit of regret in my heart, and lowered my head.

Empress Cao saw Qingcheng's expression in her eyes, but she didn't point it out. She just continued: "Even this afternoon, the palace will not be idle. At three quarters in the afternoon, the officials will perform a martial arts demonstration in front of Baojin Tower, according to the old palace rules. , this palace must also accompany the official family to go up to the military parade."

Qingcheng concealed his loss of composure just now, raised his head and responded: "It's just to accompany His Majesty to play a martial arts school army. I think my mother can handle it with ease."

She smiled slightly and continued: "Suguang heard from the ladies in the court that the empress was originally the grandson of the privy envoy King Wuhui of Zhou. Home. Fortunately, there is an empress who is not afraid of danger, and the command is determined, and I advise your majesty not to go out lightly. On the one hand, the empress wrote a letter in Feibai, and sent someone to tell Wang Shouzhong to lead Yulong Zhuzhi to rescue him. On the other hand, she ordered everyone in the palace to prepare cold water. Anti-rapists set fire to murder. Later, the rebels set fire to the curtain, because the palace had been prepared, the fire ended without a problem. In the chaos of the night, everyone was terrified. The empress cut off her hair on the spot, Distributed to all the people in the palace, saying: "I will reward you tomorrow, and use this as a test." It is because everyone swore to die and worked hard to protect the Lord wholeheartedly, and finally survived this catastrophe."

Standing up to the Savior is a merit that can be recorded in the history.Unexpectedly, when Qingcheng said such words, Empress Cao just shook her head, and said lightly: "What happened that day is all thanks to God's blessing for the officials, and this palace has no merit..."

Surprised by Qingcheng's response to her, Empress Cao suddenly smiled slightly, and said, "If you say you don't want to let men beauties, there are precedents for women in this dynasty... 70 years ago, the eldest princess was the only one who can be called the best of the skirt hairpins." world legend..."

Qingcheng couldn't help raising her head to look at Empress Cao, and the two of them met each other with a smile on their face.

At that time, the first emperor Zhao Kuangyin had a mere family background, because after he took office, he was inspected in front of the Palace of the Imperial Army.On the eve of Chen Qiao's mutiny, it was widely rumored that "inspection is the emperor". When he returned home, he was anxious and asked again and again: "If the outside world is so raging, what should I do?" Unexpectedly, the younger sister of the Zhao family came out of the kitchen quickly and looked at her face. Like iron, he chased them with a rolling pin and scolded: "A big man is facing a big event, can he decide on his own? What's wrong with a horrible woman in the house!" Zhao Kuangyin was reprimanded by his younger sister. He felt ashamed of himself, so he made up his mind to send soldiers Chen Qiao, so that in the end he was added with a yellow robe and became Emperor Zuo.Therefore, when people mentioned the eldest princess back then, they all admired and marveled.

Qingcheng suppressed her smile, and said seriously: "In any case, in Suguang's heart, it's the fortune of the officials and the blessing of all the people to have such outstanding people as the empress to help the harem."

Empress Cao's eyes drooped slightly, and she said slowly: "Fortune and misfortune are like drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or not."

He is from a famous family, proficient in classics and history, virtuous and virtuous, so what?Since entering the palace, she has a lot of hair, which can calm the thief, but has she ever been favored by Zhou Lang?

On that day, Concubine Zhang Guifei was so spoiled that she came to ask her to borrow the canopy that the queen had put on for a trip.She was furious in her heart, but as the lord of the harem, if she rejected Mrs. Zhang face to face, if this matter spread to the palace, there would be rumors that the empress and concubine did not get along.Taking the overall situation into consideration, she had no choice but to agree in person.Fortunately, Zhao Zhen learned about this incident by accident, and he knew it was wrong, so he warned Mrs. Zhang that this matter was purely presumptuous, and she immediately returned the canopy.

It cannot be said that Zhao Zhen did not have the respect due to an emperor and empress to her.But if you talk about the relationship between husband and wife, there is nothing to say.

The phoenix dances for nine days, which is the unique glory of women in the world.But in the dead of night, who can know the bitter loneliness of leaning on the smoked cage alone?

Seeing the sentimental look on Empress Cao's face, Qingcheng knew what she was thinking, but she didn't know how to comfort her for a while, so she had to accompany her in a silent trance.

The two were silent for a while, and Empress Cao seemed to wake up from quiet meditation, and then she continued slowly: "The war in the northwest is getting more and more urgent. The Ministry of Punishment will transfer the condemned prisoners to execute on the spot to sacrifice to heaven, to protect the country and move the army..."

She raised her head and stared into Qingcheng's eyes: "Suguang, do you want to know who the death row prisoner who was used for the blood sacrifice this time is?"

Qingcheng felt a sudden tightness in her heart, and then let it go again, swaying slowly, as if she was no longer in her body.Her lips moved slightly, but she couldn't make a sound.

Seeing her like this, Empress Cao couldn't bear it, and suddenly said: "If there is anything I can do for you, you can just say it."

Qingcheng suddenly closed her eyes tightly.

Without looking back, she seemed to be able to see that the Qiang flute under the pillow was lying alone, and her bosom friend was no longer there.

She opened her eyes again, and the eyes were extremely empty.She leaned over and knelt down on the ground, and said quietly: "Your Majesty, Qingcheng's wish has already been said in Ruisi Palace that night, and someone must have told her clearly... Now that the matter is up to now, what Qingcheng hopes for in front of her is now. Only the word 'complete'..."

Empress Cao sighed deeply in her heart, knowing that the woman in front of her had no ambition at this moment, but for some reason, she was extremely envious of her for a while.

She thought a lot in her mind, but in the end she just sighed softly and said: "Since the officials have handed you over to me, I have to take care of you. If you have any accidents, I'm afraid I can't explain to the officials... Don't forget, after all, you are the person chosen by the officials to be the jade pot of ice."

Qingcheng raised his head and said slowly: "If the seven strings are broken again, the dead wood will not spring... This apology, Su Guang only hopes that the officials will realize it in the future... Today I will perform martial arts and pray to the heavens. God's will is hard to know, and there must be accidents If this accident happened inside this sleeping hall, it would inevitably implicate the empress. But if it happened outside this sleeping hall, it would have nothing to do with the empress!"

Empress Cao suddenly stood up and said word by word: "You say this, but do you intend to coerce me into agreeing to your unreasonable request?"

This sentence is extremely heavy, but Qingcheng's face remained unchanged, and he raised his head and replied calmly: "Suguang's fate has long been doomed. Suguang's stay in the palace is just to cause trouble for the officials and the empress. The empress has always been decisive. , how to deal with this matter, I must have seen it clearly... Actually, isn't this why the empress came here today?..."

The eyes of the two of them met, their positions were clear, and their hearts were clear.

Empress Cao saw that although Qingcheng seemed to be ignorant of world affairs, she had a clear understanding of the situation with a cold eye, and she couldn't help feeling pity in her heart.But when the dust settled, it was imperative.She sighed a long time, the pearls and emeralds on the phoenix hairpin rustled together, creating a sense of loneliness and coldness.

"Suguang, once you're gone, you can't look back. Shaoguang Ronghua, loving Shoulu, it's all gone. Have you thought about it clearly?"

Qingcheng smiled sadly, and said in a low voice: "The phoenix is ​​the phoenix, the phoenix is ​​the phoenix, and the phoenix does not live. Where do I go, where do I go..."

She bowed her head to Empress Cao, stood up slowly, her eyes filled with tears, but she no longer hesitated.

Until Empress Cao had driven away for a long time, Qingcheng still stood there dazedly, her long clothes hanging down her body, her once sharp and elegant body turned pale and silent.

A soft voice came from behind, and the voice of the speaker was quite familiar to Qingcheng in the past few days.

"Princess, the servant has brought today's medicine."

Qingcheng turned around and saw Yan Shiliang, Chongban of the inner hall, walking into the Nuan Pavilion.In his hand was a square plate of vermilion lacquer, on which was a bowl of decoction and two jade bowls.

Seeing Yan Shiliang carefully put the lacquer plate on the table for reunion in the pavilion, Qingcheng said quietly: "Eunuch Yan, these days, I have been bothering the palace, and I have worked hard for you in everything."

Yan Shiliang hastily bowed and saluted: "Slaves dare not."

Qingcheng approached the table slowly, and said lightly: "It's fine if you don't take this medicine today..."

Yan Shiliang saw that she was lonely and passed away, and he sighed secretly in his heart, but still said: "The princess is injured, and His Majesty is worried day and night. Now that things are getting better, it is time not to be careless."

Qingcheng didn't want to cause trouble again at this time, seeing that he was so persistent, she stopped refuting, went to the table and sat down sideways.Yan Shiliang stepped forward and slowly poured the decoction from the medicine bowl into a bowl, and placed the jade bowl in front of Qingcheng.

"My lord, this decoction is a folk prescription newly prepared by Doctor Zhang yesterday after taking the pulse. It is mild and mild, and it is best for morning consumption. Please take it lightly, my lord."

Qingcheng picked up the jade spoon in the bowl and slowly teased it.The decoction is warm, the light smoke slowly escapes from the jade bowl, the fragrance of the medicine is lingering, the taste is not unpleasant, it is quite pleasant.

A faint smile suddenly appeared on her lips: "Eunuch Yan, you are proficient in medicine, and what you say is accurate... This soup is really rare."

The light in Yan Shiliang's eyes flashed away, but his voice did not change at all: "Shiliang is not talented, the princess praised him absurdly."

Qingcheng scooped up a spoonful from the bowl, the soup was dark brown, and slowly slid in the spoon, directly reflecting the skylight outside the pavilion.

She spoke in a low voice, thoughtful: "This medicine is quite thickly fried, it must taste bitter..."

Yan Shiliang said quietly: "Good medicine tastes bitter, this truth has been true since ancient times, the princess must be clear about it."

Qingcheng suddenly put the medicine spoon back into the bowl, and when the spoon touched the bowl lightly, there was a crisp sound.

The warm pavilion was quiet and quiet, and they didn't even hear the breathing and heartbeat of the two of them.

Qingcheng smiled quietly: "Since it is a newly prepared medicine, I wonder if Eunuch Yan would like to give it a try for Suguang?"

Yan Shiliang's heart suddenly turned cold, and he smiled wryly to himself, as if he had expected this earlier.He took a step forward calmly, and replied: "You servant forgot this rule today, you really deserve to die."

He slowly scooped the remaining medicine in the medicine bowl into another jade bowl, with trembling fingers, he raised the bowl to his lips, and suddenly raised his head, wanting to drink it.

But seeing Qingcheng standing up, raised his sleeves and flicked Yan Shiliang in front of him, the jade bowl suddenly overturned from Yan Shiliang's hand, fell to the ground with a bang, and shattered into several pieces.

The concoction splashed and stained the silk carpet on the floor of the warm pavilion.After a while, a wisp of green smoke suddenly boiled up, burning the silk carpet with scorched holes.

Qingcheng's complexion was like snow, and he said coldly: "Qiye Bodhi is colorless and odorless, and its poison is so strong that it can be included in the ten extremes of the Poison Sutra. Once it is in the body, it will not be saved within the right time. You know it well, why? You still have to try yourself? I really can't understand the scene you just acted."

Yan Shiliang narrowly escaped death, his breath fluctuated for a while, and the feeling of guilt in his heart for the past few days completely surfaced at this moment.He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "The change of Qixi Festival was originally a servant girl who asked Mr. Zhan to go to Ruisi Palace to persuade him. Who knows that if things don't go his way, Mr. Zhan and the princess will be involved... But if the princess just stays in the palace , it is inappropriate for His Majesty's safety..."

He paused, with tears in his eyelashes, and said in a trembling voice: "Just now the princess and the empress had a conversation, and the servants were outside, and they all heard it. Listening to the meaning of the princess's words, he must be asking the empress to bring the princess this afternoon. Let’s go to Baojin Building together. The princess and Mr. Zhan share the heart of this disaster, and the heavens and the earth feel the same. But with His Majesty’s heart for the princess, if you see the princess die in front of Baojin Tower, you must not be able to bear it... Slaves After much deliberation, I can only come up with this bad policy, so as to avoid His Majesty going through another calamity..."

He suddenly took a step forward and knelt down in front of Qingcheng's feet: "An official family has a great relationship with the country and the country. The slaves and servants are sins, and I am willing to redeem them with this life. If the princess goes on the road here, he can be with Mr. Zhan Jiuquan. Getting together sooner or later will not make the official family lose their love on the spot, and it will be too sad. On Huangquan Road, the servants are willing to serve the princess and Mr. Zhan like dogs and horses, and serve them all the time!"

He gritted his teeth and kowtowed heavily to Qingcheng.

Touching the ground with the forehead, 30 years suddenly.With his heart as a bargaining chip and his life as a ransom, is his love for Zhao Zhen a loyal slave?brother?At this moment, it is impossible and unnecessary to distinguish carefully.

Raising the eyebrows, the warm smoke is still on the bowl of soup.

"Slaves, please let the princess go on the road!"

The long daylight, through the window edge, sprinkles into the deep hall and quiet pavilion.

Interlaced light and shadow, floating dust like smoke, cut off the taste of life and death.

Love and sorrow, one medicine and one medicine.

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