Time passed quietly in the fingers, just a flick of the fingers as if it had been more than half a month in Zhaoyang Palace, entering the beginning of April, and now the year name of the Taizheng Dynasty has also changed from the original nine years of Tiande to the first year of Tiansheng, April is the first month of Tiansheng, and generally the first emperor can only abolish his year name after the death of the emperor, and the name of the new monarch should be used, but Murong Yichuan abandoned the precedent and advocated changing the yuan. Now that most of the world is not controlled by Murong Yichuan, who can do anything. The so-called ancestral teachings are an unchangeable system if those in power abide by them, and if those in power do not obey them, they are a dead letter.

The peony flowers in the imperial garden are in full bloom one after another, as if this cherished flower people naturally do not want to miss the beauty of this peony shengfang.

Peony is the queen of flowers, rich and noble, gorgeous and fragrant, the peony in the world is the best peony in Luoyang, so there is Luoyang peony in the world. Now one-third of the peonies in the imperial garden are transplanted from Luoyang, because Concubine Ruan Rumian loves peonies, Emperor Tiande smiled for Bojiaren, last year's spring when the flowers bloomed and ordered Luoyang local officials to send dozens of peonies into Beijing, because of the bumps on the road, a third of them died. The officials who came to send flowers were promoted to three levels because of the congratulations on protecting the flowers, and they became Qipin Zhixian overnight from the Luoyang prefect.

The peony flowers bloom just right, as if strolling through the flowers and involuntarily remembering the scene when the concubines of the harem were here together, at that time the flowers were delicate and pretty, the sound of the swallow warbler, the fat powder was dispersed, so lively, and now the peony flowers are still, but there is no flower admirer, and she is left alone with the lonely flowers, as if she is sincerely indescribable sense of loneliness, now she is the lord of the harem, everyone respects and stays away from themselves, in this red wall and yellow tile, they have won the respect but lost their casualness, how can there be happiness. Since Murong Yichuan ascended the throne, he has been busy eradicating dissidents, pacifying the world, and staying in the imperial dining room all day long, as if meeting him has become a luxury. It seems to know that since then, there are very few days when he and his husband can stroll through the garden to enjoy the flowers and laugh, he is now the king of a country, and he has every opportunity, and he has the Jiangshan Sheji of the Taizheng Dynasty dancing on his shoulders, how can he have the leisure to chant the wind and the moon. This kind of neglect seems to be unacceptable, but there is nothing to do, so I have to learn to bear it. People pity the flowers like the old, and the flowers don't know how thin they are.

It was like ordering Chunhong to bring two white porcelain bottles, and then he personally selected two of the most gorgeous peony flowers and inserted them into the vase, "Chunhong Chunxiang, you accompany me to the Taiji Palace." It was as if handing over the vase to the Chunhong sisters and slowly walking out of the flowers.

Chunhong Road. "The emperor can't take the opportunity to look at this peony flower, the mother is afraid that the emperor will miss this flowering period."

For Chunhong's self-made cleverness, he seems to be noncommittal.

After entering the palace for so long, it is the first time to step into the Tai Chi Palace, and enter the imperial dining room, for Wanruo, the imperial dining room is her most unforgettable pain, and all the memories of the past are restored, and all kinds of more than two years ago are like a dagger inserted in the heart, even if you use all your strength to pull it out, the more you pull it out, the more it hurts. As if he knew that that incident would not only torture him for the rest of his life, Murong Yichuan couldn't mind.

Stepping into the imperial dining room again is like a new trend, full of emotion, the man who abused him in this place in the past has now made dirt, and he is still alive, if he thought of today's results, would he still treat himself like that? It's as if you don't want to know, and you don't want to guess.

The recitals on the dragon book case were piled up like a small mountain, and Murong Yichuan buried his head in a pair of recitals behind this hill, sleeping quietly with his hands on the table, his brows still furrowed.

As if she couldn't bear to disturb, she motioned to Chunhong to put the two bottles of peony flowers on the windowsill and let them push them out first.

It took about a stick of incense before Murong Yichuan woke up from the dream, he slowly looked up and saw Wanruo standing beside him, thinking it was a dream, and rubbed his eyes vigorously to see that this was not a dream, "When did you come?" Why don't you wake me up? Murong Yichuan's voice was a little hoarse.

It was as if he handed a glass of water to Yi Chuan's hand and said softly, I just came, and I couldn't bear to disturb you when I saw that you were sleeping peacefully.

Murong Yichuan swallowed his dry throat with a sip of water, and nodded his hand as if he was sitting beside him, "I know that I have snubbed you these days, but there are unfinished state affairs that cannot be dealt with every day, and this case is hard work." ”

It was as if he turned sideways to help Murong Yichuan straighten his robe and was relieved, saying that if he knew that his husband had suffered from the hard work of the case, now that the peony flowers have bloomed, there is no one to accompany me to enjoy the flowers, so I had to bring a branch of peony to my husband as a companion.

Murong Yichuan stroked the pearl cui on his head, and muttered that it was good for peony to be accompanied by red sleeves.

He hoped that he could be by his side, so that he would not delay in dealing with political affairs, nor would he be able to miss being with him day and night, but she also knew what this imperial dining room meant to Wanruo, although it was like a lost memory, but this place was unbearable after all.

As if he naturally heard the meaning of the other party's words, looking at the regretful look on Murong Yichuan's face, as if he had the heart to obey it, but Lychee told her that she couldn't, "The queen mother told me a thousand times that the harem and harem should not interfere in politics, if I often go in and out of the imperial dining room, not only the queen mother will not allow it, but I am afraid that the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty will not be happy, I think that at that time, the impeachment recital of the official will definitely fly over like snowflakes." ”

As soon as he said that Murong Yichuan's face immediately sank, "If you don't say that Yanguan, I'm not angry, when it comes to these people who don't know whether they live or die, I can't wait to kill them all." ”

As if seeing that Murong Yichuan had such an opinion on the Yan Official, he was afraid that he would do something wrong under his impulse, so he hurriedly said with concern. How did the official offend the emperor? Could it be because of the change of the era name, or is it?

It's like asking carefully, but now it's different from the past, and you have to be cautious in what you say and do.

Murong Yichuan casually took out a book of music and opened it, and said with displeasure that the officials not only impeached me for not following the rules of my ancestors to fan the name of the year, but also the second prince of the previous emperor, Murong Zhixun, was over fifteen years old, and he needed to go to his fiefdom to turn it over, didn't they understand the truth of a son of heaven and a courtier? They know that I have abolished the original titles of the former emperors and princes, but they just want to provoke me and make an example of me at this time, so that the officials in that period can be immortalized, and I will become a faint tyrant who is unkind and unrighteous and blocks the way of speech. If it weren't for the fact that the imperial court was at the time of the Russian employment, the officials left by the previous dynasty would have relegated them to Danzhou and let them be companions to the ends of the earth.

Seeing that Murong Yichuan's atmosphere was unsettled, he hurriedly comforted, "Husband, and calm your anger, didn't you just say that you don't want to leave them a good name through the ages, then don't move these officials, if their letter is written if the husband thinks it makes sense, if he doesn't dismiss it satisfactorily, why bother to conflict with the officials, now that you have just ascended the throne, many people want to see your jokes, you should be generous to others, appease the world, you have already released the kings, And in order to make them have no two hearts for you, you ordered someone to break their tendons, and you abolished the titles of the princes of the previous emperors, which is indeed an unkind act, fortunately, you let the kings return to their original fiefdoms, and reward them with thousands of gold as compensation, if the husband is treating the princes of the former emperors magnanimously, then the official has nothing to say, can you let go of your brother, can't you let go of your nephew?

Murong Yichuan could still listen to Wanruo's words at first, but when he got to the back, his face became more and more gloomy, although it didn't go well, he didn't interrupt, because he was conniving, so he could let him finish speaking. "The kings can let it go, but those princes are different, if you don't forget that now Ximen Donghai took Murong Zhiyuan to Bashu to make peace with Chen Yongkang, and they are gathering the so-called loyal people to compete with me, do you think the princes will not correspond to their royal brothers? For the kings, I am no different from Murong Zhiyuan being the emperor, but for the princes, it is different, being merciful to the enemy is equivalent to saying cruelty to yourself. Murong Yichuan said as he threw aside a few pieces that made him unhappy to vent his inner displeasure.

It was as if he heard Murong Yichuan's displeasure with what he had just said, and he also felt that he had talked too much, "Why did I forget that the harem was not allowed to interfere in politics, and I just said so much." "It's like bowing your head.

Murong Yichuan was afraid that Wanruo would be too distracted, hurriedly put down the notebook in his hand, gently held Wanruo's chin, stared at his clean eyes affectionately, and said seriously, beloved wife, don't think too much, in front of people, you and I are the emperor and queen, and after people, I am my husband, and you are my wife, what does it matter if ordinary husbands and wives talk about some political affairs, no matter when you are you, I will not allow you to be restrained.