[Red Mansions] The Road to Empress Dowager

It was late at night, and Xing Xiuyan gathered his cloak and sat on the bed outside the bedroom. This was the place she had chosen for herself to spend the night, and it was better than the ground.

The only downside is that after he finished reading the scriptures and removed the small table, this couch can be used for her to lie on.

She was on the road at noon in the morning, and had a lot of trouble in the afternoon and evening. Now she was sleepy and tired, and she sat opposite him and dozed off.

Finally couldn't get over him, nodded his head and fell asleep on the case, Tu Yuanyi closed the memorial in his hand, and looked at the group of little people in front of him.

Snow-like skin, handsome eyes and sculpted eyebrows, elegant and elegant, the combination of the unique youthfulness of a young girl and her mature woman's taste is contradictory, which really touches the nerves of a normal adult man.

This is also the only woman who has no favor in front of him. It's not that she doesn't understand the relationship between men and women, but she just hasn't thought about it.He couldn't keep his face from forcing himself to favor the woman, she had always treated him as an uncle and elder, and he would feel an indescribable embarrassment if he had a "lustful" heart towards her.

But it’s not that Xing Xiuyan doesn’t love beauty, let’s think about it, if you traveled back to 30 or [-] years ago and saw your own father, and saw how handsome he was, would you want to marry him?Besides, "Father" has a wife.

Xing Xiuyan is such a normal woman, but in Tu Yuanyi's view, she is too abnormal.

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In the morning, Xing Xiuyan woke up leisurely and felt the bright sunshine outside the window. She remembered where this was, and sat up suddenly, covering her body with a bright yellow silk quilt.

The dormitory was empty, Xing Xiuyan got off the ground, and found that she was still wearing court-style pajamas, but after searching up and down, only his cloak could be worn by her.

She walked out of the dormitory, surrounded by silence, as if the closely guarded Jinyiwei, Gongshoujun and eunuchs and maids did not exist, it seems that he came to Xiuyuan to seek peace when the government affairs are not so busy.

But seeing the warm sunshine in mid-spring, the flower beds in front of the palace are full of beautiful grass, dew like pearls, and full of vitality.

Faintly hearing body noises coming from the small courtyard on the right, she strolled over and stepped into the arched door. This is a side courtyard with only three wing rooms.But the yard is empty, with two rows of pine trees planted on both sides.

Tu Yuanyi was only wearing white single clothes, obviously he didn't let the eunuchs and maids into the garden to serve him, he wore them himself.

In his hand is a long sword inlaid with gold and gemstones, and the sword body is bright and smooth. His steps are rustling.

It's not that Xing Xiuyan has never seen him practice. At that time, he was always able to rise and fall in that Fangdongtian, and his skills were wonderful.

But she didn't expect the uncle to be so unrestrained when he was young, and his every movement is like the most charming picture in the world, it must be the magic pen of heaven.

Xing Xiuyan could see it fascinated, and wanted to capture and record this painting, but she was always too late, suddenly he turned and leaped, and the white shadow disappeared in a flash.

This, become a human and still have this skill?This is "Red Mansion", not "Sword".

Suddenly, his voice sounded behind her, revealing the indifference of the morning.

"It's cold in the morning, why come out and run around in such disheveled clothes?"

With a bang, he has taken back the Tianzi Sword. He has been a ghost cultivator for more than 100 years, and he knows a little bit of weapon refining. This sword was brought out of space.He changed the original Tianzi sword into a sword body. Just looking at the hilt and scabbard, it is still a sword in the world.

Xing Xiuyan gathered her cloak and protested weakly: "There are no clothes for me in the room, and no one brought them."

"..."

Tu Yuanyi turned around and went back, Xing Xiuyan followed carefully.After all, Xing Xiuyan still has two points of female self-consciousness. Even if he is an uncle who has lived with him for more than 100 years, others don't know it after all.

"Uncle, I..."

"Say." He didn't turn his head, he was extremely indifferent.

Xing Xiuyan deliberated and deliberated, but still couldn't find a tactful word, so he could only say: "People in the palace will not misunderstand us when they see us together."

Tu Yuanyi was silent for a while, and then said lightly: "Whether they misunderstood or not, it has nothing to do with me."

Xing Xiuyan couldn't help feeling wronged, and said, "But it has something to do with me. It's different now. A woman's reputation is still very important, why don't you explain it?"

Tu Yuanyi said disdainfully: "What do I need to explain to a group of slaves?"

Back in the bedroom, Tu Yuanyi recruited eunuchs and maids to help them wash, dress and dress up.

He was wearing a black dragon robe, black hair tied high, and a jade belt hanging from his waist. He was extremely cold and handsome.What Zhao Guiren prepared for her was a set of pink and white palace attire, and a whole set of jewellery, which was more luxurious and exquisite than yesterday.

The palace lady skillfully combed her a complicated lingyun bun, with gold and jade pearl hairpins inserted all over her hair, and took a pearl shirt from the tray and put it on for her.Although Zhao Gui now thinks that she is not innocent, he is still very smart not to ask the maid to comb her hair.

Dressed luxuriously, she was two catties heavier than usual. After she finished dressing, she followed Tu Yuanyi to the hall in the backyard for dinner.

I saw a table of Huaiyang dishes cooked for breakfast, unlike the 108 dishes of the Manchu Qing emperor, where half of the dishes were radishes. The food in the red building is very delicate.

Xing Xiuyan was overwhelmed by the feeling that what he cooked yesterday was also Huaiyang cuisine.

After dinner, the two went to Taoyuan to enjoy the flowers. Peach blossoms bloom late in the north, and now is the season, and this Lishan Mountain is a wonderful landscape in Kyoto.

Although the two have known each other for almost two years, they haven't spent much time together since they met. Even if she would be more presumptuous when exchanging letters, she actively avoided some things.

At this time, she told him the plot of the original work for the first time, but she avoided the higher spiritual purpose of the original work to expose the corruption, decline and cruelty of the feudal society.This is the emperor, yesterday proved that he is not infinitely tolerant of her presumptuousness, for the sake of his life, he still has to be responsible, in principle, he does not offend, he is very conniving to her, Xing Xiuyan even knows that he is Ai Duan That said, the principle of non-violation has always been about thunder and rain.Just like offending him yesterday, he was so angry that he would hit the rockery with all his strength, and would not beat her into a meatloaf. What she was afraid of was not being favored by him and "losing the backing".

"Chixia Palace... Zen teaches the Golden Immortal. Then Jia Baoyu is just a servant of the Golden Immortal, and Lin Daiyu is just a loose fairy in the form of grass and trees."

Actually look down on the protagonist? !You don't even have a name on this background board!

Xing Xiuyan laughed and said: "Hehe, the sage is the son of heaven, and of course the servants of the Golden Immortal and Sanxian are not taken seriously."

Tu Yuanyi hooked the corners of his mouth confidently, but said: "It is hopeless for me to become an immortal today. Besides, I only cultivate outstanding people, not true immortals."

Of course, the way of an emperor is the way of an outstanding man, not a way of avoiding the world and cultivating the truth.

Xing Xiuyan suddenly asked: "Doesn't the sage need to deal with political affairs today?"

Tu Yuanyi said: "I only take a vacation, and I will return to the palace tomorrow."

Walking through the colorful peach garden, we arrived at the peony flower garden. Various kinds of peonies are in full bloom. The ground seems to be covered with a layer of colorful brocade. Colorful butterflies are flying and playing in the garden, which is very lively.

She looked left and right, with joy on her face, the peach orchard and peony garden were really shocking.

He picked a white peony and put it in her hair. At this time, he was not as indifferent as in the morning, but his eyes were warm and tender.

Xing Xiuyan touched it lightly, and asked, "Does it look good wearing this?"

Tu Yuanyi said, "It's very beautiful."

Xing Xiuyan smiled and said, "I'll pick one for the sage to wear too. The sage is as beautiful as me, okay?"

As she said that, she turned around and went to pick a big red peony with the mouth of a bowl. When Tu Yuanyi saw it, he couldn't help but put a serious face on his handsome face, and said, "Nonsense!"

"Why are you messing around? Only a gentleman like the emperor's uncle is worthy of this heavenly fragrance and national beauty." Xing Xiuyan stretched out his hand and handed him the flower.

Tu Yuanyi was in a good mood because of her praise, so although he didn't wear it, he took it.

After the two had a good time visiting the garden, they returned together and wrote a letter in the study together.Xing Xiuyan learned Zanhua Xiaokai from Miaoyu, but she learned her running script from Tu Yuanyi.

There is also spare time in the company time, he has the habit of practicing calligraphy, and she has to follow suit.But she can't cultivate into a real body, only the lotus root is the body, the body and soul are not well matched, and she can't write good characters.

Ever since she got a flesh and blood body, she seems to have gradually mastered her calligraphy skills, but in the past few years, all the spare time was spent on embroidery and socializing with noble ladies, so there was no time to practice calligraphy, only when she was with Daiyu, sisters Fun.

He stood aside and watched her write, she looked at him, and remembered a poem that now calls him tight.

The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky call the frost morning moon

The frosty morning moon, the sound of horseshoes breaking, the sound of horns swallowing

Xiongguan Road is really like iron, and now it is a leap from the beginning

Leaping from the beginning, Cangshan is like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood

Mao Shi's poems are naturally magnificent and extraordinary, and Tu Yuanyi saw that they were really wonderful, and he touched something, and his phoenix eyes shone brightly.

"good words!"

Xing Xiuyan still raised her head and explained: "I didn't do it, I don't have this kind of spirit, it was done by our... great hero."

Xing Xiuyan writes in small characters in the left space: Anonymous author, copy of Lingyan Valley as a gift...

"Does a saint have another name?" She rolled her eyes and looked at him with a faint smile.

Tu Yuanyi smiled and said, "Just write Qilang."

Xing Xiuyan wrote "Qilang" according to his words, took a private seal from his purse, dipped it in ink, and carefully stamped it next to it.

Looking at this painting, I feel a little proud, but ordinary people have read a lot of books after they have no worries about food and clothing, so they are very easy to be fascinated by things like calligraphy, painting, gold and stone.Because after the material is rich, the spiritual vacancy is infinite, which is the same in ancient times and modern times.

Xing Xiuyan and Daiyu have lived together for more than a year, and it is precisely this problem that has contracted them.

Naturally, she doesn't do needlework on weekdays, at most she designs time-traveling things, and besides assisting Daiyu's housekeeper, because Daiyu is an elegant poet of "Yangchun Baixue", Xing Xiuyan also likes to write, draw, play the flute and read books.Over the past year or so, calligraphy and painting have advanced by leaps and bounds, and the skills that have been restricted by the lotus root body for 100 years have been released.

Tu Yuanyi saw that her handwriting was seven points like his, less majestic, romantic, and domineering, more graceful, elegant, and elegant, and each had its own merits.After the apprentice became a human being, he had advanced so far. Looking at this inheritance at a glance, he felt somewhat proud and fulfilled, and he was even more partial to her in his heart.

Tu Yuanyi suddenly mentioned: "Xiuxiu will reach her birthday next month, what gift do you want? Well, besides being a princess."

Xing Xiuyan was delighted, and said: "I never thought that I would have a birthday gift. I don't care much about other things. I think the emperor's uncle is happy, so I am happy..."

Seeing her soft-spoken and clever smile, Tu Yuanyi felt a surge of heat in his heart, he couldn't help grabbing her hand, and was about to speak, but seeing Zhao Gui rushing in, he couldn't help but let go.