There is no phoenix

On the evening of the third day of February, two days after the Jia family learned that Yuan Chun had descended and that the little princess had died of illness, a joyous event that was slightly comforting to everyone was that Baochai gave birth to a very healthy boy.

Unlike the last time Qiutong gave birth, the day after Baochai gave birth to her son, Mother Jia specially asked someone to go outside to make a pair of longevity golden locks for the child, and also gave 1000 taels of silver to Mrs. Wang for a full moon banquet.

Since Jia Zheng returned to Beijing and found out that the Ningguo Mansion had been ransacked and punished, he had a sullen face every day and seldom spoke.When Baoyu's son was born, Jia Zheng was not happy.However, Mother Jia asked him to name the child as soon as possible. Jia Zheng only thought about it for a moment, and said that he would name the child Kui, and repeatedly asked Baoyu Jiahuan and Jia Lan to prepare for the child's examination next month.

In the early spring when the grass grows and the warbler flies, the happiest people are Shui Yiyi and Zhang Jian.The emperor has promised to let them get together once a month, so the two cherish this rare meeting very much.

Because Li Bing was pregnant, Shui Yiyi could only practice swords by herself.The joy of being out of the palace several times made Shui Yiyi yearn for the free and vast world outside.On the day Zhang Jun and Caiping got married, Shui Yiyi and Zhang Jian had made an appointment to go horseback riding in the countryside on the sixth day of March.

In the palace, because the three daughters of Prince Shuize have gradually grown up, they all like Shui Yiyi, the aunt of the princess.The Xiayun Palace where Miaoyu lived has been vacant, so Shui Ruoyang chose a few female historians to teach Shui Yiyi and Shui Ze's three daughters there every morning.

The eldest daughter of Prince Mizusawa, Yun Qi, is 11 years old, just the age when Lan Man likes to play tricks.Shui Yiyi patiently taught the sword skills she had learned to sisters Yunqi. In addition to the teachings of the female historians, several girls were learning swords, painting, playing chess, or reading books together. Children's laughter.

The spring is endless, and because of the laughter of these girls, the palace is no longer as silent as before. The palace in early spring has a cheerful atmosphere that was rarely seen before.

On the afternoon of February 29th, Shui Ruoyang, who had just rested, asked the prince to go to Chengde Hall to help review the papers. He accompanied Li Bing to talk in Ruyi Garden, and was about to go to the Imperial Garden together, but Dai Quan came in and said: " Your Majesty, Aunt Baoqin from Fengzao Palace came over and said that Jia Zhaoyi is not good, and would like to invite the Emperor to come over!"

After hearing this, Shui Ruoyang asked, "Isn't there an imperial physician taking care of her all the time? Why is the disease getting worse?"

After hearing this, Li Bing hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, let's meet. Jia Zhaoyi has been ill for so long. If it wasn't for serious illness, Aunt Baoqin would definitely not come here. Aunt Baoqin is a very loyal person."

Shui Ruoyang nodded and said: "Okay, Bing'er, for the sake of you and King Chang'an, I will go out and have a look."

After Shui Ruoyang finished speaking, he followed Dai Quan and walked out.

At the gate of Chengde Hall, holding the piano and seeing Shui Ruoyang approaching, she hurriedly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, Madam Zhaoyi is really ill, and I want to see the Emperor, please forgive me!"

Seeing Baoqin knelt down, Shui Ruoyang sighed, "Baoqin, get up, I'm going to see Jia Zhaoyi now."

At this time, Yuan Chun of Fengzao Palace seemed to be ten years older than before.The crisis of her natal family, the grief of losing her daughter, the downfall of falling out of favor, and the torment of illness have turned this once magnificent and beautiful woman into a dying person whose life is hanging by a thread.

The Fengzao Palace, which was once filled with the aura of royal wealth, was now eerily silent.Yuan Chun felt that he had already seen Huangquan Road, and he would soon walk onto Naihe Bridge.Looking back on his carefree days at home when he was young, and the infinite scenery when he visited his relatives, Yuan Chun only felt that his life was like a dream.

Perhaps, the daughter is crying alone in Huangquan, calling herself.I'm really tired, should I go?

I don't know from which day, Yuanchun no longer cried.But Yuan Chun could hear every sound in the room, even Baoqin and the gentle walking of the two maids.

It should be holding the piano back, no, not only the footsteps of holding the piano, is it the emperor coming?

"Empress, the emperor is here!"

The sound of holding the piano is near the bed.Yuan Chun turned around and saw Shui Ruoyang standing in front of him.

"Your majesty, my concubine thank you. Hold the qin and pour tea for the emperor." Yuan Chun struggled to turn sideways.

Different from the original, Shui Ruoyang did not go to help Yuanchun, seeing Yuanchun was very haggard, like a terminally ill person, he just sighed: "Why do you do this, do you value fame so much?"

Yuan Chun looked at Shui Ruoyang, and calmly replied: "Your Majesty, I beg you to come here today. I don't want to talk about such empty things as status. My concubine is already seriously ill, and I just want to ask the emperor for a few more things. Don't worry, my majesty. A concubine will not be too difficult for the emperor."

Shui Ruoyang sat down and said: "If you want me to promise not to deal with your Jia family, then don't say it. You have been a female history for so many years, you should know what I mean. The memorials to impeach your family have been piled up There are more files in the Chengde Palace than there were in the Shangzuo exposing Prince Yizhong."

Yuan Chun shook his head and said: "No, Your Majesty, the concubines only want to beg the Emperor, the concubines' grandmothers and old parents are old, and those innocent women and children, can the Emperor show mercy outside the law?"

Shui Ruoyang said: "Innocent women and children? You don't have to worry about this. I will rule the world with benevolence and morality. The right and wrong of all monarchs and subjects will be dealt with by the Ministry of Punishment. I will not interfere. I can only tell you, your grandmother , your father and mother, if they are really innocent, the three of them will naturally not be implicated, and I cannot promise you the others right now."

Yuan Chun paused for a while, and then said: "Your Majesty, the concubine doesn't talk about family affairs. The concubine wants to know, in which direction is the concubine's child buried? If the concubine leaves, the concubine hopes that the emperor will show mercy and let Baoqin go out." Let's go to the palace. Baoqin has been serving my concubine since she was ten years old, and now she is only in her early thirties, and already has gray hair, and this concubine only hopes that she will be well."

Baoqin at the side heard this, knelt down in tears and said: "Your Majesty, Baoqin only hopes that Your Majesty will be well. Baoqin has no home and no place to go."

Yuan Chun sighed: "Baoqin, now that the emperor is here, you can rest assured."

Seeing this, Shui Ruoyang seemed to be unable to bear it, and sighed: "Forget it, my concubine, don't worry, take the piano or keep it, I allow her to make up her own mind. Don't think too much, just take care of your illness."

Seeing Shui Ruoyang leave, Yuan Chun asked Baoqin to help him sit up, and sighed: "Baoqin, if I leave, you should go out of the palace. Farmhouse and idyllic home, after all, you are free. If you meet a loyal person, You make a family."

Baoqin hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't talk about it. I know, you don't have to worry about me. If Your Majesty leaves, I will find a clean place to live."

Yuan Chun said: "I've been lying down for so many days, and now the weather is warmer, I want to take a good bath, hold the piano, and prepare hot water for me."

After hearing this, Baoqin hurriedly said: "Okay, empress, this servant will go and prepare it for you."

Yuan Chun said: "Let them make me another bowl of porridge. I'll drink it after I take a bath."

An hour later, Baoqin supported Yuan Chun and sat at the small table, Yuanchun said: "Baoqin, after taking such a bath, I feel much better, please bring me the porridge."

Holding the piano, she said, "Your Majesty, why don't you go to bed and rest?"

Yuan Chun shook his head and said, "I've been lying down for too long, I feel better sitting like this, I'm fine, you go."

Watching Yuan Chun eat a bowl of porridge, Baoqin was happy, because Yuan Chun had never eaten like this for many days.

"Baoqin, help me prepare paper and ink, I want to read a book for a while."

After Yuan Chun finished speaking, he got up and walked slowly to the desk.

Baoqin said: "What book does the lady want to read, I'll get it for you."

Yuan Chun said: "Just take any book of poetry."

Baoqin went to the bookshelf to fetch a few books and put them on the table, and said: "Madam, I'll add another candle, and read and write after drinking the medicine?"

Yuan Chun said: "Let's put it here, I'll drink it myself later."

Yuan Chun looked at the few books on the table and sighed: "Baoqin, why don't you bring me the poems written by my sisters at home."

Baoqin said: "Your Majesty, let's drink the medicine first, I'll fetch the medicine, and I'll find it for you later."

Yuan Chun didn't answer, picked up a book of poems and flipped through them, and accidentally read a song "Treading on Shasha", which read:

Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow.Both similarity and dissimilarity are amazing.Who knows the annoying flavor?May I ask you to take Nanlouyue.I remember last year, the plum blossom season.No one talks about old things.For whom do you get drunk and for whom do you wake up?To this day, I still hate to leave lightly.

Yuan Chun nodded and sighed, "Why haven't you paid attention to such a poem? Thinking of me, Yuan Chun, how could Lu Benzhong have such sentimentality?"

Yuanchun then picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: "When I was young, I said I was worried, but I didn't know how to worry. There are so many spring flowers and autumn moons. I often ask how clean the world is, and I will drink wine to dream of Nanke."

Baoqin comforted her and said, "Madam, drink your medicine, I'll help you find a book of poetry."