Daiyu reads novels every day

In the depths of the desert, the wind roared.

In the big tent, Yong Chen was already explaining the funeral to Su Zimo, he could only dictate and didn't even have the strength to draw a pen.For so many years, he deeply resented the late emperor for not leaving a single word, but now he realizes that it was not because he did not want to, but because he could not.

Su Zimo wept on the ground: "Your Majesty, you must not let go of your thoughts. I said something rebellious, there are too many people waiting for you to die in this world! The power of the Supreme Emperor is not here. Even though he is a father, it depends on your face." Do things; Concubine Shugui prefers the youngest son, although she is a mother, she has to flatter her; the queen's heirs are weak, even though she is the emperor's child, she is inevitably worried about the newcomer entering the palace. These are your closest relatives, at this juncture, But it may not be the person who most expects you to survive. Once you return to the sea, or the emperor supports Yongye as emperor, or the empress supports Baisui to ascend the throne, there will inevitably be a dispute. No matter which side wins, the courtiers below will immediately It is the credit of supporting the new monarch——by then, who will think of you?"

Yong Chen was lying on the bed, hearing the hooting sounds in his mouth, he was almost out of breath.

"Your Majesty, how can this great world be as others wish?" Su Zimo took advantage of the situation to strike hard, and said again: "With the protection of the late emperor's heroic spirit, Your Majesty, you will be able to overcome this difficulty!"

Yong Chen closed his eyes, nodded his head with difficulty, and stopped talking about dealing with the funeral, and stayed until nightfall, when a group of western missionaries who lost their way in the desert came.These missionaries brought with them a supposed cure for malaria—quinine, according to them.However, there is no record in the Central Plains that a dead horse was treated as a living horse doctor, and Yongchen took this medicine.The fever subsided the next day, and the symptoms of malaria gradually eased.

After recovering from a serious illness, Yong Chen rewarded the missionaries heavily, but treated Su Zimo the same as before, as if he had forgotten the rebellious words Su Zimo said.Yongchen cheered up and joined forces with Han Yue to lead the army. After another four years of hard work, he finally defeated the Jinren and drove the remnants of the Jinren to the extreme north where the winter is long and the night is long.The leader of the golden man was beheaded by his subordinates as a gift of surrender.

In the spring of the 30th year of Taihe in the great victory of the Southern Dynasties, the teacher of Yongchen returned to Beijing.

All civil and military officials knelt to greet them for thirty miles, and the empress led the prince and princess to greet them in person.During the three-day banquet in the court, all nations came to congratulate, and the prestige of the Southern Dynasty was unmatched for a while.

It was night, the Golden Palace was celebrating, and the banquet was at the end. I was always angry and drunk, and I drew my sword and danced, as if in a trance, as if I was a teenager. Go to the township, raise your voice to the desert border... Control the string to break the left, send the right to destroy the moon branch. Reach out to catch the flying dog, bend over to scatter the horse's hooves... Long drive the Xiongnu, left to look at the mausoleum Xianbei. Abandon the edge, life An Kehuai?"

Full applause.

Yong Chen looked around the crowd with drunken eyes, and saw warm and earnest smiles on everyone's faces, countless mouths that kept closing and calling "Emperor" incessantly, even the face of Empress Daiyu sitting on the phoenix seat on the high platform was blurred.Holding a long sword, he stumbled out of the golden palace laughing, and was sobered up by the wind blowing against the wind, leaning on the railing alone, looking at a bright moon hanging in the night sky, the joy disappeared, and the melancholy gradually emerged.

What is an emperor?Called the lonely.

"emperor……"

Yong Chen looked back, but saw that it was Su Zimo who came.

"The emperor is drunk." Su Zimo respectfully said: "The empress is also worried about you."

Yongchen kept silent, entered the palace first, poured a cup of wine to Su Zimo himself, and said with a loud smile: "Su Zimo, my pure minister." However, Zimo has saved my life in Beijin, and I have to repay it!" That is to say, Su Zimo was appointed as the first-rank prince Taibao, and he was allowed to walk in the study.

That year, Lin Wuyou married Rong Ye.Yongchen watched his daughter Feng Guanxia leave the forbidden palace, his eyes became hot, and he almost shed tears; when he looked at Daiyu, he usually had mixed feelings.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yong Chen took Dai Yu's hand, held on, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Our children are all grown up."

Another year, the prince is sixteen years old.But Yongchen never mentioned the matter of establishing a crown prince, so the courtiers inevitably had speculations, and some even said that the emperor wanted to follow the example of the previous emperor and pass the throne to his younger brother Yongye.

The Taishanghuang had been ill for a long time, and suddenly became conscious on this day, and sent someone to call Yongchen.

"Little Seventeen," the Supreme Emperor is so old that he is almost out of shape. He is afraid that he will speak kindly when he is about to die, and he has the paternal love he had for Yongchen in his prime, "Aren't you going to establish a crown prince?" He trembled Yes, like a kind old man.

Yong Chen knew that this was a flashback, because he said: "A hundred years old is dull, and his mind is not on the government, how can he shoulder the heavy responsibility of the world? In the past, my sons and ministers went to Beijin to fight. Thanks to you and the queen in the court, a hundred years old is actually no matter what. of."

"Little Seventeen, you have too few children, only one son and one daughter." The Supreme Emperor worried, "If you don't become a hundred-year-old crown prince, what are you going to do?" Let's enter the palace."

Yong Chen only agreed first, "My son knows. Let them make preparations for the Ministry of Internal Affairs..."

The Supreme Emperor seemed to be relieved, his eyes were empty, and he murmured: "Don't be like Zhan'er..." The corners of his eyes seemed to see muddy tears, "It was I who harmed him, it was I who harmed him... ..."

Yong Chen's heart was shaken, and when he was about to ask in detail, the Supreme Emperor had returned to the state of dementia.He stayed in Shangyang Palace until late at night, until the Supreme Emperor peacefully closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

When the concubines waiting in the cubicle got the news, they all mourned loudly.

Yong Chen changed the Taishanghuang's birthday clothes with his own hands, tried his best to comfort Concubine Shugui, but felt unable to hold on.He turned around and walked out of the palace alone, walking on the long corridor back to Weiyang Palace, looking down at the frosty moonlight on the small piece of blue brick in front of him, thinking, from now on, no one will guide him the way forward when how to go.He walked alone in silence, suddenly felt itching on his face, stretched out his hand to touch it, but felt wet and cold tears.

People are always born endlessly. The Supreme Emperor had been filial for three years, and married at the age of one hundred.A hundred years old doesn't care much about government affairs, but he is quite blessed when it comes to beauty. Fang Zhongyuan has a few maids who have been hired.The Ministry of Internal Affairs can't do anything with the emperor, but it's a hundred years cheaper.

A few days after the hundred-year-old marriage, Yongchen woke up as usual, saw that the bed beside him was empty, got up and called, "Daiyu." He didn't hear the answer, and got up by himself, but saw Daiyu taking a selfie in the mirror, as if in a trance.

Yong Chen walked over barefoot, and seeing her gloomy expression, he stroked her hair and asked softly, "Who is making you unhappy again?"

Daiyu was stunned, looking up at Yong Chen, her black hair winding down her back like silk, she said infatuatedly: "The most difficult thing to keep in the world is that the beauty can't be kept in the world. The emperor, my concubine I'm afraid I'm getting old."

Yong Chen leaned down, held her little face in the palm of his hand, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile: "I look at it, she looks like a young girl, it makes my heart beat, how old is it?"

Daiyu held a sandalwood comb, combed her black hair gently, and said softly, "When the concubine gets old, the emperor will welcome a new one. The concubine will go crazy with jealousy..."

Yong Chen took the wooden comb in her hand, combed her hair, and said with a smile: "When you were young, you were the most beautiful girl in the world; The most blessed old man is me."

Daiyu couldn't help laughing, for a while, she still said quietly: "How can you be beautiful when you become an old lady?" Yongchen had already gone to court, and no one answered her words, only the golden beast with the horn of the palace spit a cold fragrance secretly.

Taihe was 35 years old and had a son at the age of [-].Daiyu was seriously ill, and said to Yongchen that she wanted to go home.

Yong Chen hugged her, heart aching like a knife, coaxing: "This is your home."

Daiyu was bewildered, she shook her head and said softly, "I want to go back to my old home."

Yongchen was taken aback for a moment, "Jia Mansion?"

Daiyu shook her head again, and said softly: "The family with parents..."

So Yongchen drove to the south for a tour, accompanied by Empress Daiyu and Princess Ankang.

Although there is no owner living in the Gusu Lin Mansion all year round, it is the queen's natal family, and the servants dare not neglect it, and clean and maintain it as usual every day.Daiyu was supported by someone, and went to see the home one by one when she was young, and then returned to the Wuming Garden where Yongchen was.

"Have you seen it at home?" Yong Chen greeted her with a smile and hugged her.

Daiyu leaned firmly in his arms, closed her eyes, nodded first, and murmured: "I've seen it." Then she shook her head and wanted to cry, "I can't go back."

Yongchen also felt grief, stroked the top of her hair, remained silent for a while, gently placed Daiyu on the recliner, and motioned for Wuyou to come and talk.

Lin Wuyou stepped forward, squatted down, put his chin on his mother's lap, and asked with a smile: "Mother, it is said that father and emperor married you in Gusu—how were you so good at the beginning? Like the minister, did you chase Rong Ye for many years before taking it down?"

Yong Chen coughed uncomfortably, turned and went out.

Daiyu opened her eyes slightly, held her daughter's hand, recalled the time when she and Yongchen fell in love with each other in Gusu, with a sweet look on her face, she slowly said: "At the beginning..." The voice was soft and ethereal, Like catkins in April.

In Yuanxiang Hall, Zou Tingyan and Liu Wuhua are waiting for Yongchen to be summoned.

Gossiping for a while, Yong Chen said to Liu Wuhua: "It is difficult for the late emperor's heirs, and the Supreme Emperor told me the inside story before he died--do you still want to hide it from me?" Wei's momentum.

Liu Wuhua had no doubts, knelt down and said: "It's all good deeds done by Concubine De Gui, who was abolished as a commoner in the past. When Empress Dowager Xian Renxiao launched the early mobilization in the Mulan paddock to give birth to the first emperor, it was the hands and feet of the commoner. And the body of the first emperor. Although it will not be extinct, the children born in the concubine either died before they landed, or they were raised before they were two years old... The first emperor couldn't bear to see the children and palace people suffer, and...he chose the emperor as his successor people, and thereafter will no longer have children..."

Yongchen found Concubine De Gui from his memory, recalling the days when Concubine De Gui set up a trap, he and the late emperor Yu Mulan struggled to survive in the paddock of explosives, bows and crossbowmen and killers, and felt so far away for a moment. It seems to be something from the previous life, but it feels as clear as yesterday.He snorted, and said solemnly: "Where is that commoner buried? Dig the grave and open the coffin! I want her body to be exposed to the wilderness, and the eagles will eat the insects!"

Only then did Liu Wuhua know that the emperor lied to him.

Yongchen left the Yuanxiang Hall, entered the Wuming Pavilion, looked at the green lotus in the distance, wanted to ask the late emperor when he decided to ask him to take the seat of Wanji Chenhan, suddenly felt that half a hundred years had passed, and asked again. How can it be?Only the lotus in front of the pavilion is the most ruthless, as green as before.

It was night, and the moon was bright.

Daiyu felt that her spirit was uplifted, and she walked around the garden with Yong Chen, saying: "The concubine was in the capital before, and she also asked about being a hundred years old. The aspiration of being a hundred years old is not in the government, I just wish you a long life, and wish to be a minister of peace for a lifetime. Your Majesty, don't you blame him..."

"No wonder." Yong Chen held her hand and said tenderly: "I wish my son would be foolish and ruthless, and come to Gongqing without illness or disaster. He was born in the royal family, so it's a blessing to have such a peaceful mind? First of all The example of the father and the late emperor is not far away, and I am glad that Bai Sui has such a temperament."

The two stopped and walked, and went to the Fan Pavilion opposite the Yuanyang Pavilion in the West Garden. Yong Chen looked at the five characters "with whom to sit in the pavilion" written by the late emperor on the lintel of the pavilion, and said with a smile: "who will sit with? The bright moon, the breeze I, I." Helping Daiyu to sit down, he said: "The queen sits with me, the breeze is bright, the moon is clean, and there is no dust. I have nothing more to ask for."

The two sat in the flower pavilion, Daiyu leaned against Yong Chen, and said: "I still have something in my heart that I can't let go of. Sister Cai Hui..." She whispered: "The concubine always has a heart for her. Guilty. If there is nothing wrong, why doesn't the emperor let her recognize her younger brother?"

Yong Chen was taken aback, staring at her, "How do you know?" Then he said: "Okay."

Daiyu smiled sweetly, with a kind of blooming beauty.She said softly: "I have read many, many books, so naturally I know many, many things..." Her voice gradually became low, and she could hardly hear it, "I should have finished reading this book." Then she said: "If the minister My concubine has gone..."

Yong Chen reprimanded: "Don't say such things..."

"Hush..." Daiyu stretched out a finger, pressed the emperor's lips lightly, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, "Please ask the emperor to burn the concubine to ashes, put it in a sachet, and bury it among the flowers behind the pavilion. "

Yongchen held back his tears and said in a trembling voice, "I promise you."

Daiyu withdrew her fingers, seemingly satisfied, and said softly: "It is God who has pity on me, not making my concubine grow old, and keeping my concubine's beauty in the heart of the king, isn't it something that should be very happy?" She was talking , finally couldn't bear it, buried in Yongchen's arms, wept and said: "The imperial doctor said it's only seven days, how can it be? We only have seven days left..."

Yong Chen suppressed his grief, kissed her softly, and said softly: "You and I, seven days will be worth seventy years." Without saying a word, the tears that he suppressed were about to fall.

This year, the empress died in the Wuming Garden in Gusu, and the funeral was as Daiyu wished.

Yongchen returned to the capital alone, showing fatigue within ten months.

The eldest son of a hundred years old showed extraordinary intelligence when he was about two or three years old.On this day, Yongchen came to the county palace where Baisui lived, and Baisui ordered someone to bring his eldest son to greet Yongchen.

When Yong Chen saw the child, he was taken aback for a moment, and heard his childish voice after reciting the poems and books, saying three "good" words in a row. After returning to the palace, he gave the child the name Zi Da, whichever meant danger, absolutely not Just like a hundred years old, only seeking peace and happiness.

Su Zimo said: "When I look at the emperor's grandson, I think of someone."

Yong Chen sighed: "It looks like the late emperor."

When Zizhen entered school at the age of six, Yongchen summoned Cai Rongpei, the son of real Cai Zeyan, to read with Cai Rongpei as Zijin's companion; he also made Cai Zeyan and Cai Hui recognize each other, and made Quan Daiyu's last wish.

There are many concubines and concubines at the age of [-]. By the time Zidao got married, he had fifteen brothers and sisters, and Zidan was the most intelligent and handsome among them.

Yongchen often summoned Ziqian to the imperial court and taught him personally. Because he has many brothers, he often asked him to recite "Xiaoya·Tangdi" to teach his brothers to help each other in times of crisis. "Sang Luan is calm, both peaceful and peaceful, although there are brothers, it is better to be friends." When everything is safe, brothers seem to be not as close as friends, but the family love that blood is thicker than water is always surging , only in times of crisis.

Zichen was taught.

In the 47th year of Taihe, the old aunt in Weiyang Palace replaced the emperor with a new pillow.

Yong Chen smelled the familiar yet unfamiliar fragrance of lilies, recalled the lily pillow Daiyu sewed for him, and couldn't help crying, and sighed: "Everything in the world is gone, only the fragrance is like the old days!" The son was passed on to the late emperor as his grandson, and he was established as the grandson of the emperor.

The ministers were shocked, and some of the civil servants knelt down and begged, saying: "The sacrifices to the ancestors are always sacrifices to the ancestors. How can there be sacrifices to uncles? I hope the emperor thinks twice!" However, the holy will of Yongchen has been decided and cannot be changed.

In the 60th year of Taihe, Yongchen was sick. Suddenly one day he dreamed of Daiyu, and when he woke up he felt melancholy. He sighed: "I believe that the beauty will eventually be turned into dust, and I can't bear the hasty dream." Looking out the window, I saw a piece of land outside the window. snow scene.

Zizhen is teaching seventeen disciples to recite in the cubicle.

What I recited was "Xiaoya·Tangdi".

Yong Chen closed his eyes, as if in a dream.Outside the dream is the sound of endorsement from the emperor's grandchildren: "The glory of Tangdi, the glory of Ebuwei, all people today are like brothers. The prestige of death and funeral, brother Kong Huai, the original is gone, and the brother is begging."

In the dream, he was walking alone in the world of mortals, getting younger every mile he walked.

Go straight back to when he was a child, go back to the study room when he was a child, and recite it aloud together.

When the tall Tangdi tree is in full bloom, the calyx and pedicle are so bright and vivid.

The relationship between people in the whole world is not as loving and intimate as that between brothers.

When the moment of life and death comes, brothers always care about each other deeply.

No matter who lives in a foreign land and throws his body in the wilderness, the other will find him after going through all kinds of hardships.

No matter who lives in a foreign land and throws his body in the wilderness, the other will find him after going through all kinds of hardships.