After the emperor succeeded to the throne, Aunt Praruo thought that the time had come, so she recommended herself to the palace, and the emperor soon noticed the aunt, although Aunt Praruo did not look very charming, but her temperament was very special, and she was talented, and she was an authentic talent. The emperor soon made her Jieyu and moved into the Zengcheng House. After the aunt was favored, she was not arrogant, and often recited books such as "Book of Songs", "Stealing Kiln", "Virtue Image", "Female Teacher" in front of the emperor, and every time she met the emperor, she followed ancient etiquette. The cultivation of women's morality, women's appearance, women's talents, women's workers and other aspects is incomparable. The emperor was attracted by his aunt's beauty and literary talents, and loved her very much. In order to be inseparable from his aunt at all times, he specially ordered someone to make a larger chariot for traveling with him, but his aunt refused, and my aunt said: "Look at the pictures left in ancient times, the kings of sages and sages have famous ministers on their side." Only the faint monarch has a fortunate concubine sitting, and finally falls into the situation of the destruction of the country, if I go in and out with you in the same car, it will be very similar to them, can it not be awe-inspiring?" The emperor thought that her words were reasonable, and the idea of traveling with the emperor had to be temporarily stopped. ”

"Isn't that right, yesterday I also saw the emperor riding in a five-cloud car, carrying the emperor and queen and concubines all the way!" Nangong Yuhuan asked suspiciously.

"As the saying goes, from evil as a stream, from good as a note, the emperor is just a person who is a good merit, Ye Gong is a good dragon. Nangong Yulan sneered and said, "If he really listened to Aunt Praruo's words, Aunt would be the emperor, right?"

Nangong Yuhuan was dumbfounded when she heard this, and then Nangong Yulan continued: "My aunt is beautiful, quite talented in literature, especially familiar with historical affairs, often quoting scriptures and exporting chapters; For the emperor, Aunt Prajna was not only her concubine, but also his mentor and friend. The virtue of the aunt is also well-known in the harem. Because she did not interfere in the government and abided by etiquette, she was deeply admired by the people of the time, and because she was deeply favored by the emperor, her aunt was pregnant twice and gave birth to children, but unfortunately they all died. ”

Nangong Yulan sighed when she said this: "You know, once this woman gives birth to a child, her body is out of shape, and it is difficult to recover, not to mention that my aunt still gave birth to two children in a row, and the role of court women is originally to please the emperor, and it doesn't matter whether she is talented or not." Aunt Praruo, who knows poetry and songs, is no match for Concubine Su and others who can dance. ”

"So, Aunt Praruo hates Concubine Su very much?" Nangong Yuhuan asked.

Nangong Yulan shook her head and defended Nangong Panruo: "That's not true, how can Aunt Panruo be such a small-bellied person, she herself knows, even if there is no Concubine Su and Concubine Shu, Guifei, Concubine Xi and others, where can they hate it?"

"This is also true, the emperor wants to change his mind, and the others are just external factors. Nangong Yuhuan nodded in understanding.

"The first time my aunt gave birth to a child, when she was confined, it was the Ximen family who took the opportunity to gain power, and then sat down step by step to the position of the concubine. Nangong Yulan said angrily.

"Oh, how did she get pampered?" Nangong Yuhuan asked curiously.

"When Ximen was not favored, he tasted climbing Cuiluan Tower on a spring night, leaning on the flute of the jade dragon, and blowing the word cloud: Lanjing incense sells jade traces, and pear blossoms can't bear the spring breeze. The green window is deeply locked and no one sees it, and it is self-grinding cinnabar to keep the palace. I didn't want to be heard by the emperor, so I asked the palace people: "Who blew this?" Those who know returned: "Simon is only blown." "Although the emperor knew, he did not summon him because of something at that time. Nangong Yulan is extremely familiar with the affairs of the palace, and when she saw Nangong Yuhuan asking, she described it vividly.

Later, a few days later, one night, the emperor returned to here, and sang tactfully: The gum brocade is embroidered with hibiscus, and the golden duck incense is heavy. The bamboo leaf sheep cart came to the courtyard, and who listened to the Jingyang bell. After singing this song, he followed up with the words: The light moon is light and cold through the blue veil, and the window screen sleeps and listens to the crows. The spring breeze does not matter how deep or shallow it is, and the flowers are swept away every day. At the end of the song, he blew the words of "Cherish Spring" and said: Spring wants to go like a shuttle, and there are many mosses in the snub of Nagato. Lazy on the dressing table, it is difficult to compare with Xue'er's song. The middle of the song is choked and the feelings are extremely sad. When the emperor heard this, he said to the palace people: "How can this song not make people sad after hearing it? There are people in the deep palace who hate it like this, who can know? There are so many people who are not met and are not favored!" So he took the gold and silver chariot to Cuiluan Tower, and the west gate saw the dragon torch surrounded, and hurriedly came out and kowtowed, prostrating and confessing his sin.

The emperor personally helped him up with his hand and said, "Qing Fei Yu Di said what he wanted, and I got to this point?" Then he joined hands with Ximen Hao to Baixiang Hall, and ordered Bao Guangtianlu to set up a banquet in the kitchen, and entered the rabbit silk meal and Cuitao's wine. Yunxian Music Club plays the music of "Hongshao", the dance of Zhu Qi, and the song of the song. smiled and said to Ximen: "On the eve of tonight, the love is round, and the jade flute, the three green of the Qing are also." It can be sealed as a round gathering marquis. "From now on, pamper Rilong. Change Cuiluan Building to Fengyu Building, and the hall is Tianyi Hall. Nangong Yulan told how Concubine Ximen was favored in one breath.

Nangong Yuhuan asked: "Isn't my aunt also familiar with music and a talented girl? Why don't you want to think of a way to save the emperor's heart?"

Nangong Yulan said: "Why didn't I think about it, Aunt Panruo still wrote a lot of words, I hope the emperor can change his mind, such as this song "Pounding Su Fu": Measure the equal score to know the age, and consider the beginning of Yuheng." Seeing the fowl in the color of the deer, listen to the sound of the frost crane. ……。 Yan Jiang Hanlan did not vomit, and Zhao Nu swooped and stopped. Changed the appearance and decorated each other, rolled the frost silk and went to court. The beauty of the skirt, the shrewdness of Zhenzhu Pei. If it is looking forward to the posture, the moving posture is multi-systematic, the weak state is shy, and the demon is beautiful. If it is like the life cliff of the bright spirit, it is like the clarity of Hehua; the lead is not the jade of its appearance, and the condensation of Zhu can not be different from its lips; the sun of the clouds and the clouds is like the spring of the peach and plum. The red daisies are flattering, the light is shining, the smile is moving, and the fragrance is born step by step. The two eyes are like dots, and the eyebrows are like open. Sluggish muscles and soft fluid, and the tone is leisurely and good...... If you want to be extravagant, Xu Jiaolan's many skills, smoked and ugly to stop the rhyme, worried about the moth eyebrows for the ......, gradually the guest is speechless, and the empty room is hidden. This poem describes the fragment of the palace maid from the three levels of the palace maid's physical beauty, voice sorrow, and sorrow, and uses the mouth of the palace maid to persuade the emperor. Isn't it just a good endowment that fits the etiquette?"

Nangong Yuhuan smiled bitterly after hearing this: "Aunt Praruo's endowment is a good endowment, but it's a pity that it ......" Nangong Yuhuan wanted to speak and stopped, but did not say it all.