Chu Zhaohui was in good spirits, and he ordered the housekeeper to find out the list of her husband's study early, and she was rubbing it in her hand. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that Concubine Xin came early, he left her to sit for a while, and after ordering Mingzhu to go to the warehouse, Chu Zhaohui was served by Concubine Xin, and the two walked to the front yard together.

There were servants in and out of the outer courtyard, and it was naturally inconvenient for the two of them to go out of the hanging flower gate directly, so they passed through the Yuyuan Garden from Su Duhan's Canglang Xuan, and walked on the muddy gold path to Su Rui's outer study.

The official family was already waiting outside the courtyard, and when he saw Chu Zhaohui coming, he stepped forward to salute, took the key to open the courtyard door of the outer study, and respectfully invited her in.

In the courtyard of the outer study, there is a tall green tree, green like an umbrella, mottled shadows on the blue bricks and black tiles. The square courtyard is full of the silence of the sycamore leaves, adding a touch of coolness to the blazing June sky.

Under the mottled power is the long corridor of the outer study. The three open study rooms are open and spacious, with yellow, orange and orange gilt copper locks hanging on them, and even the window sashes are tightly closed.

The furnishings of the whole room are as simple and rough as Su Rui's, without a trace of superfluous decoration. Chu Zhaohui entered her husband's study for the first time, and stood in the middle with some curiosity and looked around.

The front is a wide relief scroll grass pattern ink jade marble bookcase, the left side of the bookcase is placed with several celebrity law posts, one side of the pine and cypress evergreen inkstone, the pen sea interpolated in the thickness of dozens of branches, like a small forest.

On the right side, there is a large blue and white porcelain jar, and there are several paintings, calligraphy and drawings inserted in the forest.

On the wall is a wild grass banner inscribed by Su Rui "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia", and the words on the snow wave paper of Zhang Er are splashed with ink, and they are written heartily.

The familiar words came with her husband's voice and smile, and when he read the sentence "Life is like a dream, a statue is still in the moon", Chu Zhaohui couldn't help but have sour eyes.

Because Concubine Xin was beside her, she barely held back, and when she lifted her pen and hung her wrist, she copied a few words in her husband's handwriting in the air, and praised it loudly: "Our general mentioned good words." ”

Concubine Xin also entered here for the first time, and nodded yes after looking around. As Chu Zhaohui's gaze took a serious look at the poem, he only felt that it was majestic, but it was a bit heroic and unfathomable for a while.

Chu Zhaohui walked around for a week, and saw that there were always books, but he didn't find out where the military secrets that her husband said, so she only instructed Concubine Xin: "You take a look at the things in the bookcase first, do you want to take them to dry, but there are insects and ants? If there are any letters and documents, they are all locked in the box, and don't mess with the general's things." ”

Concubine Xin Nuo continued to speak, so she first checked from the drawers and grids of the bookcase, except for some ordinary documents, there were nothing important, and they were taken to Chu Zhaohui one by one, and they were still locked back in the box.

Looking back at the four walls full of books, Chu Zhaohui didn't have the heart to pick them up from the beginning, and pushed them all to Concubine Xin, asking her to count them carefully, and then went to the inner room of the study.

There are a few skylights in the room for ventilation, and there are housekeepers who lead the small servants to clean every day, so there are naturally no insects and ants. Concubine Xin sorted out the rows and rows of books on the shelves, touching the past, and she was sad when she was sad.

Although the high-ranking man had never favored her, when she first saw her in the palace earlier, she could not control her gaze, and always followed the tall and majestic figure.

There was a cloak hidden in Concubine Xin's room, which Su Rui had once worn on her body.

Years ago, she went out of the palace on a restful time, but because she was greedy for fun, she missed the time, and when she came back, she encountered heavy rain.

The entrance of the palace was drenched like a chicken in soup, and she had to wait for the guards to carefully check the token, and Concubine Xin remembered that she had been shivering all the time, and her teeth were shivering.

A cloak with body temperature was thrown on herself, shielding her from the dripping winter rain and the biting cold. The majestic voice of the leading general passed through the rain and mist, and clearly fell into his ears: "If it is half an hour late, the palace gate will be lowered, how can you deal with yourself as a girl? ”

Since then, has she secretly tied the heart of the first life? Concubine Xin herself can't figure it out. I only remember those years, I buried sweet secrets in my heart, but I could only feel sorry for myself.

Hiding his cloak, he looked at his majestic figure from afar. watched his official position get bigger and bigger, and watched him become a princess and have a son.

thought that there was only her own wishful thinking between the two, and she could only silently watch the unattainable dream. Who would have thought that when the first emperor was dying, the queen mother would give herself to him.

That night, Concubine Xin and Concubine Du were speechless, and they shed tears in the face of the change from palace maid to concubine, and such a big change in fate.

Concubine Du has been crying. She was unwilling, since the day she entered the palace, she had been saving money, and she had been looking forward to being twenty-five years old and being released from the palace to see the situation outside.

Concubine Du said: Instead of coveting the wealth of the princess's mansion, it is more important to be as free as a bird.

Concubine Xin was different, she couldn't help but have tears in her eyes, only she knew that the salty tears she hung on her cheeks were all because of excitement and joy.

Sitting in a four-seater sedan chair and carrying it in from the side door of the princess's mansion, Concubine Xin was full of longing, tightly holding the cloak he had thrown to her.

The girl's mood of nostalgia is so pure and beautiful. Concubine Xin has no intention of competing for favor, and is willing to be the most virtuous and gentle woman for him. She planned to return the cloak to her dreaming lover with her own hands, and then ask him personally, if she remembered the woman who was drenched in the rain that day and almost missed the time to enter the palace.

I can't remember the day my dreams became shattered.

The cloak was still treasured in his cage, but the man who threw it on him never cared for it. once thought that the sweetness of the two staying together finally turned into the sadness of lovesickness.

The Siren is gone, but her watch is still there.

Standing in this study that was once full of his life, it seemed that he could touch his face, Concubine Xin was speechless, and bit her lower lip, for fear that she would cry.

endured and endured, Concubine Xin tried to calm her emotions. She picked up the booklist arranged by the housekeeper from the bookcase, and according to Chu Zhaohui's instructions, she carefully inspected the books on the shelves in rows and shelves.

In the inner room, there is also a bookcase of Zhang Boxwood, and there is an unclosed volume of "Da Zhou Zhi" on it, which I think was that when my husband returned home the year before last, he sat on the futon behind the bookcase and read quietly.

Chu Zhaohui gently closed the book, still put it back on the bookcase, and continued to walk back.

The large 12 marble screens, inlaid with heavy rosewood, are painted with a picture of the splendid rivers and mountains of the spring water. Chu Zhaohui bypassed the screen, and there was a low couch on one side of the wall, a small one next to it, and an azure dendrobium on the top, which was empty.