Last year's five-color paper at the poetry meeting was a big hit, which made Tonga'er breathtaking.

Light pink, azure, goose yellow, water blue, pearl white five-color bronzing poems in the hand to take a closer look, these bright colors of apricot blossoms and smoke, the boudoir daughter is naturally good to use, but it is difficult to meet the sonorous meaning of the Zheng Zheng man. Tang Jiaer always felt that it was more than soft and not strong enough.

She and Murong Hui put some effort into re-developing the five-color paper, designing five rough colors of lapis gold, sunset red, peacock green, dark ochre and thick ink black, striving for perfection, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs hurriedly printed a batch and used it at this year's poetry meeting.

Last year, the flowers and branches floated in the four seasons, and Murong Wei instructed people to use colored silk to cut out the purple and red of thousands of flowers, and the early spring atmosphere of the south of the Yangtze River was full of smoke and rain.

Tang Jia'er looked at the grass, holding her cheeks in her hand and contemplating it, she stared at a pair of bright big eyes, and asked Murong Wei for instructions: "Sister Princess, Your Majesty attaches great importance to agriculture today, let's use golden colored silk to draw the grand scene of abundant grains, wash away the wealth and wealth in the four seasons, and return to the basics, okay?" ”

The annual event always has to turn over some tricks in order to attract more attention from others. Murong Wei agreed with a smile, and let the two little girls do it, she and Xia Lanxin just gave a few words behind their backs, but Tang Jia'er was very interested.

Those rice flowers are fragrant, and the ears of grain are all deeply rooted in the depths of Tang'er's memory, and she is not good at danqing, and she also depicts a prosperous scenery of a bumper harvest from all over the world.

and Murong Hui still used colorful silk to help, and Tang Jia'er personally pointed out the palace people to decorate every corner of the four seasons. They not only made the branches and leaves of the vine and dripping, but also made the yellow kumquat, the red hawthorn, the fragrant wheat and rice swaying in the wind, and the autumn scene of the fragrant rice and the apricot curtain in sight.

Empress Chu asked Aunt Qin to take a look, and after Aunt Qin went back, she was full of praise, and she praised a few girls fiercely while guarding Queen Chu.

The Queen Mother was in good spirits, and she also held Mama Bai's hand and turned around twice. looked at the scenery in the garden with great interest, and said that with Murong Wei and a few others, she would also come to have fun at this year's poetry meeting.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, the warm winter sun was just right, and the first batch of newly made colored notes made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs had been sent to the Canwei Palace, and several people sat in Murong Wei's flower hall to taste it carefully, finalizing the final details of the poetry meeting.

Mama Luo boiled the wine-stuffed balls with red bean paste, took a red lacquer tray and brought it into the flower hall, and presented a bowl to everyone. Laughing and listening to the words and smiles of these cardamom girls, I felt more and more that the sun was particularly bright.

Tang Jia'er held a list of invited guests in her hand, just waiting for Murong Wei and Xia Lanxin to look at it, and she and Murong Hui wrote it by hand.

Murong Wei took a wine-stuffed ball in her mouth, and looked carefully at the list handed by Tang Jia'er, and saw that the list was extremely detailed, covering almost all the children of officials above the third grade.

Seeing that the daughter of Lord Wu, the new household servant, was impressively listed, Murong Wei threw a puzzled look at Tang Jia'er.

Tang Jia'er seemed to know her intentions, and got up to explain: "Although Lord Wu is only a fourth-rank official, he has made outstanding achievements in the matter of confiscating the household department's embezzlement of ink, and his eldest son has made great contributions in the suppression of the Jiangyin rebellion. ”

Emperor Chongming cherishes talents, and is thirsty for loyal ministers. Tang Jia'er means that sending one more post is just a gesture, but it can let everyone see the royal grace, and it is also a commendation for Wu Shilang.

Murong Wei bowed slightly, secretly praising Tang Jia'er's delicate thoughts.

Wu Shilang was diligent in Wuxi and loved the people, and played a decisive role in Qian Weizhen's case. In the coming year, when it comes to meritorious deeds, his four-grade position will soon move again, and she and Miss Wu have had a two-sided relationship in Wuxi, and she is deeply impressed by this dusty boudoir beauty.

The list above was quickly agreed, and Murong Wei saw that Tang Jia'er had added her sister's name, and knew that this was a relaxation of the relationship between the sisters in their house, so she only smiled slightly and asked Murong Hui and Tang Jia'er to send the post out early.

The wine-brewed balls are soft and glutinous and sweet, and the spoon of silver carved roses gently stirs the white jade-like soup, and several people are using it happily, Yingluo lifts the curtain and gently comes in.

She bowed to Murong Wei with a solemn face, and said in a low voice: "Eldest princess, Luo Qi, who went to the border city with Mrs. Anguo, came back, and brought back Mrs. Anguo's handwritten letter, and at this time, she was with Mrs. Xia at the Empress Dowager of Shoukang Palace. ”

Before anyone arrived, Murong Wei's heart moved, as if she vaguely guessed Chu Zhaohui's thoughts.

Their sisters were naturally concerned about Chu Zhaohui's safety, and they were also concerned about the situation in the border city, so they hurriedly pushed the white jade cup in front of them, and the four of them all stood up.

The people of the Freedom Palace served and wore cloaks, and everyone did not pass on their steps, but only followed the path that overflowed next to a tree of spring flowers to Shoukang Palace.

Luo Qi rushed into the imperial city at noon on the eighth day of the first month, went straight to Huanxi Hall, guarded the old Taijun to talk about the matter, and asked the old Taijun to get the pair of cards to enter the palace, and immediately sent the letter to the emperor's second relatives to receive.

Mentioning that Chu Zhaohui wanted to stay in the border city forever, thinking of her delicate and weak figure, the old lady sighed lightly, quite worried. Knowing that the palace was afraid that it was going to blow up when she heard the news, she waited for Luo Qi to rest for a while and wash away the dust all the way, and the old lady directly took her into the palace to send the letter.

When Murong Wei and the four of them walked to Shoukang Palace, Emperor Chongming and Empress Chu had already arrived early, with concerned eyes on their faces, and they were eagerly asking about the border city and Chu Zhaohui.

Although Li Zhifang's recital mentioned the duel between Chu Zhaohui's mother and son in Heishankou that day, and then heard Su Duhan cut his robe and break his righteousness from Luo Qi's mouth, the queen mother's eyes still couldn't hide the gloom.

She snorted coldly: "The rebel should be punished", and asked Huang Jie and the whereabouts of the two thousand rebels. Luo Qi didn't dare to hide it, and told the original story of how the guides tracked in the heavy snow and how they encountered an avalanche to cut off the road, and there was no exact news about the 2,000 men and horses for the time being, so they could only wait until the ice and snow melted before they could track through the Black Mountain Pass.

Luo Qi took out the letter written by Chu Zhaohui to the emperor and queen from his arms, presented them to the two of them respectively, and bowed his head respectfully and said: "Mrs. An Guo has written a total of three letters, and this last one is written to Concubine Xin in King An's mansion. The slave maid rushed to the palace to deliver the letter, but it was not delivered to King An's mansion in time. ”

My sister has plans to stay in the border city, and this letter is only the last entrustment to King An's mansion, and Queen Chu is sad and ordered someone to take Concubine Xin into the palace.

The last trace of afterglow of winter was imprinted from the window lattice, the melting sunset swirled, and the brilliant golden rays fell into the graceful phoenix eyes of Queen Chu, and her expression was a little obscure.