"Niangniang, Niangniang - it's cold this day, Niangniang is not staying in the house, what should I do if I run out and suffer the cold, let's go back. ”

"If you want to go back, you go back, stay in the palace all day and suffocate to death, then Emperor Wen of Jin has not seen anyone for three days, there is no difference between marrying and not marrying in this palace, but it's okay, I don't know the name of his harem concubine, but the people I want to see can't see it, and it's impatient. ”

"Niangniang! you can't talk nonsense, something big will happen if you hear it!" Deya was frightened by Zheng Wanxin's words, and when she looked up and saw that no one heard it, she patted her chest and breathed a long sigh of relief, and said: "We are now in the palace of the Great Jin, but we are not as free as in Zheng Guo, and when I came, the emperor said that I want the slaves to serve the mother well, be cautious in words and deeds, and never let Emperor Wen of Jin catch the handle, if Niangniang's words are heard by him, it would be great." ”

"What's the big deal, he is now in the Great Jin Dynasty for many years, the emperor's brother sent troops to Jiuyuan for reinforcements, if he still knows a little bit of truth, he should know what is the gratitude of the court, if the king of a country does not even have the degree to tolerate people, what else to do the respect of the Ninety-Five, what emperor to be. ”

"Niangniang!" Deya grabbed Zheng Wanxin and begged: " Don't say this, let's go back, in the past in Yuncheng, no one dared to say what Niangniang wanted to do, but after all, this is not our homeland, if something happens, the emperor is separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, even if you want to give Niangniang the master, I am afraid that it is beyond the reach of the whip, a few days ago, the father-in-law of the Xuancheng Palace Zong Ran said, the emperor has been busy with the border war recently, and he is too busy to do it. ”

"Hmph. Zheng Wanxin sneered when she heard this, glanced ahead, and said with disdain: "This palace is not rare, others don't know, don't you know, don't you know, what is this palace married for, now that person is far away from the border, but he can't help it, and when he returns to Beijing after the battle, he will know the means of this palace!"

"Yes, yes, it's all the fault of the little marquis Meng, it's cold, let's go back." "Deya knows that if she continues to talk about it, something will definitely happen, this Great Jin Palace is not comparable to Da Zheng, and she can let the princess run rampant, if her words are heard and said in the ears of Emperor Wen of Jin, it will be really difficult to step down. A man is also a monarch who holds imperial power, even if this family business is no longer what he wants, he will never tolerate his concubines having two hearts for him.

Deya said and went to help Zheng Wanxin's arm, although Zheng Wanxin is used to flying and domineering in Dazheng on weekdays, but he also knows that this Dajin Palace is not as good as before, and he can't be careless and do whatever he wants, so he followed Deya's support back after venting his dissatisfaction.

"After I went back, I changed the incense on the four corners, and it was greasy and crooked, which made people feel unhappy. ”

"Yes, what does Niang Niang want to change it to?"

"I like ...... The smell of ambergris, when I go back, I throw away all the other spices and use only that. ”

Deya sighed in her heart when she heard this, and shook her head secretly.

The princess seemed to hate the little marquis Meng in her mouth, but she didn't seem to think so in her heart. Doesn't there always be a smell of ambergris on Meng Xiaohou's body on weekdays, it seems that the princess is not dead to him at all, but she is married after all, and she is still the master of that person, can she turn back.

Thinking in his heart, people can't help but have a trance. After walking for a while, Zheng Wanxin saw that Deya didn't reply to her words, looked sideways, and saw that she was just walking with her head down, not knowing how to answer, so she reached out and pinched her arm, and scolded: "This palace is talking to you, but your mind is not here, could it be that you are thinking of a man who wants this palace to match you out?"

"The slave doesn't dare, the mother spares her life. Deya hid to the side in pain, but unexpectedly, there was a palace maid on the side path who came up from the steps with a plate, and she hit the palace maid's tray when she retreated, and suddenly the scroll in the plate fell to the ground.

"Cheap maid, the lady concubine is here, don't you know how to give way when you pass by?" Deya was so painful by Zheng Wanxin that she was getting angry, and when she saw that the palace maid who was hit was wearing a narrow-sleeved smoke cloud suit, she knew that she was a classless person, so she changed her face and slapped her.

"The slave deserves to die, please forgive the mother. The pothos kowtowed on the ground, his face flushed, but he didn't dare to cry out in pain.

Zheng Wanxin looked at her sideways, and then looked down at the scroll on the ground.

"What is this?" she asked, leaning over and picking up a pair of scrolls.

"Hui Niangniang, the slave maid is the palace maid pothos of the Jianqiu Pavilion, and the calligraphy and paintings in this plate are all written by Meng Xiaohou when he was in the Jianqiu Pavilion. ”

"Oh?" Zheng Wanxin became interested when she heard this, opened the calligraphy and painting in her hand to look at it, and couldn't help but slowly raise the corners of her lips.

Meng-Bai-Yan.

The name of the man was indeed written on the check-in place.

"Is it around here?"

"Back to Niangniang, just in front, because of the rain a few days ago, the house was a little damp, the slave saw that there was the sun today, so she took out the calligraphy and painting of the little marquis to dry, I didn't think about it, but I bumped into the mother's ......"

"Niangniang, where is Niangniang?" As soon as Deya heard Luluo say that person's name, she knew that something bad was going to happen, and she didn't count the influence of that person in the entire Great Jin, that is, it was too difficult not to hear the words of Meng Xiaohou in this palace. Sure enough, after Zheng Wanxin heard this, she raised her foot and went to the place pointed by the green pothos, Deya was worried that Zheng Wanxin's concern for that person would cause Li Zongzhi's dissatisfaction and suspicion, so she wanted to stop Zheng Wanxin's behavior, but who expected her not to scream, Zheng Wanxin walked faster after screaming.

Green pothos didn't dare to raise her head until the two of them left, and when she saw Zheng Wanxin actually going straight to the direction of Jianqiu Pavilion, she was a little scared, but more puzzled and confused.

Is this the newly married Princess Da Zheng?

It's such a glamorous color, but it's so fierce......

She touched her face with trepidation, and then silently picked up the scroll on the ground.

As a palace maid with no status at all, she was used to being called around and beaten and scolded, so she didn't feel very aggrieved, but when she saw Bai Yan's calligraphy and painting falling to the ground and being dirty, she suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"This is the little marquis's favorite poem......" Looking at the roll in her hand, she sighed regretfully, and then gently wiped the dirt on it with her cuffs.

Evil, I want to know you and live a long life. The mountains have no tombs, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder and earthquakes, the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are combined, and they dare to be with the king.

When the little marquis wrote, he didn't know what those words meant, so he asked him in his spare time, but he just smiled and said-

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This is a folk song of Han Yuefu, which talks about a loyal love. The mountains have no tombs, they have become flat land, the rivers are exhausted, thunderstorms are showering in winter, and heavy snow is flying in summer, the sky and the earth become one, and the two people who love each other will be separated. ”

"How is this possible!"

"So, it's impossible to separate them!"

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It's been a long time since I've heard from the little marquis, and I don't know what happened to him.

A bright yellow figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and the green pothos was still in a daze, and when he saw the hem of the robe, he was suddenly startled in his heart, and he didn't need to look up, he already knew who was standing in front of him.

"The slave and maid knocked to see the emperor. She knelt on the ground with trepidation.

"Is this Bai Yan's calligraphy and painting?" Li Zongzhi frowned and asked, and the green pothos lowered his head when he heard this, and replied softly: "Yes, the slave saw that the calligraphy and painting were a little damp, so she took it out to dry." ”

"Clumsy, don't pick it up quickly. Zong Ran shook the Buddha dust on the side, glared at the pothos, the pothos reacted, and hurriedly picked up the scroll and got up and retreated, but Li Zongzhi suddenly said again: "I remember that Bai Yan once painted a painting, and there were peach blossoms on the painting, and there was a person in white." ”

"Yes, when the little marquis said that he wanted to keep the painting, General Mo asked people to take it and paste it, and after the little marquis left, the slave put the painting in the box and put it on the shelf. ”

Li Zongzhi was silent for a while after hearing this, and suddenly his footsteps moved in the direction of Jianqiu Pavilion.

"Huang ......" Luluo saw him walking over there, and wanted to say that Concubine Shuniang was also there, but after speaking up, she thought that the emperor and Niangniang had just got married, and they must have strong affection, so why bother to say it yourself, so she stopped, picked up the tray again, and walked forward behind Li Zongzhi.

The door of the Jianqiu Pavilion was open, and the guards at the door knelt on the ground, but there was a sound of beating in the house, Li Zongzhi's face was cold when he saw this, and he raised his voice: "Who is inside?"

As soon as the guards saw the emperor arrive, they immediately turned around in panic and grievance, leaned over, and said, "Back to the emperor, yes...... Lady Lady ......"

Li Zongzhi's face became even more ugly when he heard this, and he stepped forward and kicked a few people into the door.

"Stop!

The loud shout startled the two people in the hall, and when they looked back and saw that it was the emperor who arrived, Deya's legs weakened and she fell to the ground.

"The emperor forgives the sin, Niangniang didn't mean it!" She saw Li Zongzhi's angry face and became angry, and she collapsed to the ground, her body trembling and begging for mercy.

"Bastard, the emperor didn't ask you, what are you answering there!"

"Hmph. Li Zongzhi couldn't help but let out a sneer when he saw the messy appearance in the hall, stepped on the torn and shattered picture scroll and walked in front of Zheng Wanxin, leaned over, slowly came to her, and said word by word: "I am asking you why you are here." ”

"The concubine has nothing to do, come out for a walk. Zheng Wanxin did not have the slightest remorse, threw a roll of paper that was still in her hand to the ground, and said: "Who knew that when I arrived here, I saw something annoying, and the concubine couldn't hold back for a while, and tore up the painting, the emperor won't blame the concubine for such a trivial matter." ”

Li Zongzhi didn't speak, only raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled a little incomprehensibly.

"Naturally, send Concubine Shu back, it's cold, Concubine Shu is not accustomed to the water and soil when she first comes to Dajin, from today onwards, add people inside and outside the Yue'an Palace, don't let her step out of the hall half a step before she is well!"