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Zhu Gaochi pinched Queen Zhang's little hand, and said softly: "It's all my fault, it's my speech!"

Empress Zhang hurriedly said: "Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, and the concubines dare not complain?"

Zhu Gaochi said with a smile: "It's true that I am the emperor, but I am also a husband, and I didn't do what I promised my wife, I really shouldn't have it!"

"Your Majesty—?" Empress Zhang called softly, her eyes were slightly red, and she almost burst into tears.

Zhu Gaochi gently wiped the tears overflowing from the corners of Empress Zhang's eyes, and said softly: "Why are you crying, today I ignore state affairs, I came here to tell the queen the story of the year, I don't know if the queen is willing to listen to my nagging." ”

"Hate-?" Empress Zhang glanced at her husband and scolded softly.

Zhu Gaochi laughed, and did not shy away from it, and tightened the Empress Zhang in his arms and said: "This flower is called azalea, legend has it that there was an emperor named Du Yu in ancient Shu, and his queen was in love with each other, and later he was killed by a traitor, died miserably, and his soul turned into a cuckoo bird, crying and wailing in the queen's garden every day, and the tears it fell were drops of red blood, which dyed the beautiful flowers in the queen's garden, so later generations called it azalea." ”

Empress Zhang listened carefully for a moment, then felt that this was a poignant love story, and unconsciously fell into a mystery, and when she saw her husband stop, she couldn't help asking, "What happened later?"

Zhu Gaochi reached out and lightly tapped her upturned little nose, and said with a smile: "You, are you still in such a hurry?"

Empress Zhang and Zhu Gaochi have been married for many years, and their relationship has always been excellent, but Zhu Gaochi is the son of the world, and Zhu Di looks at it very well, and Empress Zhang was born into a family, and she is dignified and steady on weekdays, and the two rarely do these intimate actions, and now she is lightly tapped by her husband, Queen Zhang's pretty face is red, and she lowers her head and does not dare to look at Zhu Gaochi, who looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl is extremely cute.

Zhu Gaochi was very happy when he saw it, and laughed.

Empress Zhang was even more shy, squinted and glanced around, and saw that there were no eunuchs and palace e's relent, and glared at her husband who was becoming more and more amorous with a pair of dark and charming eyes, and said angrily: "If you are seen, how will the concubine see people in the future?"

Zhu Gaochi looked at his beloved wife's angry appearance, becoming more and more charming and moving, and became more and more happy, his body gently leaned over, and said softly: "Is there someone there?"

Empress Zhang looked around and didn't find the eunuchs, Gong E, she was a little bolder, glanced at her husband, and said angrily: "Don't tell the story yet, why has it dragged on for so many years, and you still want to repay the bills, don't forget that you are the emperor now, and as soon as the emperor Chrysostom opens, it will be a holy decree?"

Zhu Gaochi nodded and said: "I know, this time, I must finish telling the queen!" After speaking, he continued to tell the story just now: "It is said that the queen heard the wailing of the cuckoo bird and saw the red blood, and then she understood that her husband's soul was transformed. Shu once heard the Zigui bird, and Xuancheng saw the azalea. One is called, one is broken, and three springs and three months are remembered. I saw this rhododendron blooming again today, I don't know when I will see that sub-regular bird?"

Empress Zhang seemed to be still immersed in the allusions of the cuckoo crying blood and Zigui's mourning, her eyes were red, and she seemed to be about to shed tears, and she sighed softly after a while: "I didn't expect a small azalea to have such a poignant love story, and the concubines were moved to cry?"

Zhu Gaochi's mood also had an impact, he reached out and gently stroked his beloved wife's smooth back, and said emotionally: "It's all bad for me, making you cry?"

Empress Zhang shook her head and said, "I don't blame Your Majesty, it's that the concubines are not good, and they were moved by the story for a while, which made Your Majesty smile?"

"What does the queen say, you and I are husband and wife, how can I laugh at you!" Zhu Gaochi said lovingly and hugged Queen Zhang into his arms.

At this time, Empress Zhang also let go of her identity as a queen, enjoyed getting along with her husband, fell gently into her husband's arms, and looked around the pool, a few scarlet rhododendrons swayed in the wind, in this still very cold winter, it looked poignant.

Empress Zhang looked at it for a long time, sighed softly, raised her little face and asked: "A flower and a bird stay together, never give up, such a love is really touching!"

Zhu Gaochi's expression darkened, and he sighed: "The lifelong love between this bird and the flower is an immortal legend in the world!" After speaking, he hugged his beloved wife in his arms, and said: "I hope that I will stay with the queen like this returning bird and azalea, never abandon each other, and accompany each other until I am old."

Queen Zhang, who was nestled in Zhu Gaochi's arms, hummed softly, and her graceful body hugged Zhu Gaochi more and more, and the good-looking phoenix eyes looked at her husband and said softly: "With the king's will, give the king's heart, lightly relieve Yunluo, don't ask if the parting intestines have been broken, after the dusk, Quwen Yueminglou, and the gentleman's parting intentions, endless, tonight the moon rises and the lake is reflected, and I will leave you 10,000 times......!

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

The bell is melodious, from this moment on, for the Ming Empire, Yongle 22 has become history forever, and the new year is a new year called Hongxi.

But this is a particularly important event for the Ming Dynasty, for the country, and for Zhu Gaochi, and for the people, this bell reminds them that the New Year is over and they are going home, so the wanderers will do everything possible to go home at this time, and those long-term workers who have been busy outside for a year will also go home one after another, hoping to celebrate the New Year with their families in the next ten days, have a reunion dinner, and say goodbye to the old and welcome the new!

The thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve is the warmest and most joyful day of the New Year. On this morning, every household will worship the Bodhisattva and worship the gods. In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, each hall should hang up the portrait of the ancestor, paste the bright red spring union at the gate, and paste red notes on the barn door, in front of the poultry pen, on the furniture bed and on the side of the water tank, called "sealing the year", also called "Shanghong". Adults and children should take a bath, put on new clothes, and celebrate the New Year cleanly. Each hall should also set up offering tables, arrange incense tables, and set up chickens, fish, meat, fruits, etc., to worship ancestors. The experience of the Peng family's mansion up and down under the guidance of the eldest lady was orderly, which opened Yang Zheng's eyes.

During this period, he wanted to help, but he thought that he would inevitably go to see the eldest lady, and the atmosphere was inevitably embarrassing, but fortunately he slept in his own house, anyway, he had no relatives in this world except Uncle Sai, and he didn't have to worry about going to pay New Year's greetings.

This sleep slept for three whole days, and when the third day of the new year was more than halfway through, the sun was about to set, and the cold winter wind blew the trunks around the house, and the sound of firecrackers around the house, and the sound of children's frolicking stopped, he got up from the bed with a sleepy face, and walked out of the hut after a little dressing, lit a fire in the outhouse, boiled tea soup, and wished himself "Happy New Year" before picking up the letterhead that had been placed for a day from the table, and there was no payment on the letterhead, but he still guessed who sent it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a smile: " It's just to send a letterhead, and it's not cheating, there's no need to be so sneaky, really, I don't know how to comfort and comfort me during the New Year!"

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After laughing at himself, he gently opened the letterhead, and a familiar fragrance wafted out of the letterhead, followed by a line of beautiful small words, Yang Zheng drank the tea soup and read it silently.

The letterhead simply said some things about Maitreya, the five thousand people have been completely people according to Yang Zheng's instructions, but these people who are used to the knife edge don't know how to farm, she has to help more as a protector, so I didn't come to see him, apologize, and only mentioned two words of Xiaoyue at the end of the letterhead, this girl is doing well, don't worry.

I don't know if it's because of shame, or because I'm afraid that my dignified Maitreya protector will write love poems to a bad man, so at the end of the letterhead, I wrote a poem in extremely small words.

"Time only relieves people to be old, they don't believe in affection, they hate to leave the pavilion for a long time, teardrops spring shirts, and wine is easy to wake up. Wutong last night the west wind was urgent, the light moon was hazy, the good dreams were frightening, where the high-rise geese sounded,. ”

Yang Zheng thought of the shy appearance of this girl writing this poem, and thought of her shy look of avoiding Xiaoyue, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but tilt slightly upward, revealing a faint smile.

"This girl is so cute-?" Yang Zheng shook his head, silently recited this little order twice, until he almost remembered it, then he paid attention to the chill in this poem, and he could see that this girl had a faint concern and longing for herself in her heart, and she couldn't help but feel a little proud.

After thinking for a while, he felt a little guilty in his heart, he asked himself if he was not a ruthless person, and even a little amorous, it was in this way that he was willing to talk to those girls one by one, talk about the day, in his opinion, he silently grabbed the second lady in the Peng family's mansion, and the eldest lady frowned coldly, and occasionally made a love affair with Yan'er, which was really much more comfortable than those days of fighting and killing, which was also the reason why he was unwilling to go to the battlefield to fight.

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