While eating, Zhu Ge talked about the news of going to Lantian County, although he no longer communicated with the palace for safety, but the details of Chang'an City would still be delivered on time after collecting the news. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Miss, the period gate army searched for a while and then returned to Shanglin Yuan. Now it seems that in Luoyang and other places, the women who enter and leave the city gate with Fu Xin are strictly checked, and Lantian County should be safe for a while. ”

Gillian nodded slightly and said, "If you can't find it for a long time, it's time to react, let's take a look at the situation and make plans when the spring is warm." ”

After eating, it was still early, and it was estimated that it would only be five o'clock at most. The snow was shining again, and it was still noon in the house.

Taking advantage of the bright day, Zhuge rushed for another day and prepared to take a hot bath.

After washing the dishes, Zhu Ge added a full pot of water to the pot and added enough firewood before going to the bedroom.

Gillian was burning a fire in the fire pit in the side room, and when she first came, she was puzzled by this pit that could lie down a half-old child, or Zhu Ge said that it should be a place where the previous owner burned a fire in winter to keep warm.

After beating the kang, the two of them don't need it. But after the newly called bathtub was delivered, in view of the fact that it was really cold when the bath came out, Gillian turned it on again.

He carried away the extra things in the house with Zhuge, cleaned it inside and out, and had a wooden plug for water outside the bathtub, and then dug a drainage channel in the corner of the wall. Dozens of catties of dry firewood were moved in, and this simple bathroom was completed.

After the fire was blazing, the doors and windows were closed, and the room was warmed up in a few moments. Gillian added two thick logs and went out with the door.

Zhu Ge was packing up the clothes to be washed, Gillian saw that she hesitated and put down her new winter clothes, and stepped forward and said with a smile: "Zhu Ge, why are you like Niu Sanwa next door?" ”

After Niu Sanwa tore his clothes, his father still saw it. After beating him, he asked the woman of the Niu family to pull a few feet of cloth and make him a new one.

It is also this year, the Niu family is quite surplus, and in time for the New Year, it is impossible to call the children not even have new clothes.

But this new Niu Sanwa is reluctant to wear it anymore, the last time he wore it was his second sister's future husband's family to see his second sister, and when the Niu family woman came to visit the door, she said that the little third baby was quiet and regular that day, and she caught up with the little girl.

Usually his mother asked him to wear it, but the three babies were reluctant to wear it, so they were only neatly folded and placed on the couch.

And the bamboo song has traveled between the vassal states over the years, the head of the cloud grate is broken, and the blood-colored skirt is stained with wine. When is there one less winter coat?

Zhu Ge naturally understood what Gillian meant, she brushed it on the embroidery lovingly, and said softly: "It's different, this is what you did for me, Miss." ”

It was carefully embroidered under the lamp, and it took a lot of thought to make clothes for her. It's still when my mother was there.

Gillian stepped forward and put the folded winter clothes on the bamboo singer without saying anything, and while taking the medicinal powder she bought with a lot of money and handing it to her, she pushed her and said: "Aren't the clothes just worn, why are you distressed." Go ahead and put your things away. The water should be hot, and the two of us should carry the water over. ”

Zhu Ge was pushed all the way to the bathroom, so she had to put her clothes on the bamboo pole and sprinkle the medicinal powder into the bathtub. Two people, you and I pour a bucket of water into the bathtub, and the fragrance of the medicine powder overflows after it is hydrated.

Gillian added another fire, took the door and went out.

The ancients loved to be clean, and the Shangsi Festival on March 3 was not only a sacrifice to the ancestors, but also a day of purification. The so-called purification is bathing with aromatic herbs.

Three days of bathing, five days of bathing, has become a custom. That is to say, at least wash your hair every three days and bathe every five days. The court will give officials a five-day bath holiday every five days, so that officials have time to take a good bath and wash their hair, which is equivalent to a rest day.

The ancients even had a specific difference, Mu, which was wet hair; Bathing is to sprinkle the body, washing, is sprinkling the feet; Bath, is to sprinkle hands also.?

So Zhuge took a bath for half an hour, which was also the bathroom was warm, and the hot water was hot enough to take a bath happily.

In the past, limited to conditions, two people always took a bath in a hurry, and a combat bath was just enough.

When Zhu Ge came out of the bathroom comfortably, Gillian was playing Go on the kang table, and she was bored and started playing chess with two corners.

Seeing Zhuge come out, he hurriedly wiped the chessboard and started over. "Come on, it's warm on the kang, let's play a game of chess." He looked at the winter coat on Zhuge's body again, and said with satisfaction: "This dress, worn on you, is really beautiful." ”

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, bamboo songs have been in and out of the prince's house for many years, and it is natural to be ordered. However, she felt that she couldn't compare with Gillian who had been immersed in it since she was a child, so she got on the kang and picked up a white child and said: "Zhuge's chess skills are very poor, so I asked Miss to give me a chance." ”

It's not interesting to play chess to let people go, Gillian is looking forward to this. Hearing this, he picked up the sunspot and fell down closely, saying, "Don't think too much about me, my chess skills are really bad." ”

In the Han Dynasty, the game of Go was 17 vertical and horizontal, with 289 pieces, and 150 white and black chess pieces. Although it has not yet developed to the later 361, it is also a much more complex game than chess.

The more chess is played, the less it is, but the more and more Go is played, and the most important thing is to consider human intelligence. In the middle of the game, it is also common to be difficult to move chess in half an hour, in all directions, to move the whole body, and every step has to be carefully calculated. An accident will trigger passivity after a few steps, so it is a game like Gillian and Zhuge that purely passes the time, and it takes more than an hour.

By the time the game was finally played, it was already dark in the room, except for the snow from the window. Zhu Ge opened the lampshade and lit the lamp, the orange light and shadow jumped, and the room lit up at once.

Gillian was picking up the chess pieces one by one, and she was still a little unconvinced. "Zhu Ge, you call it poor chess skills?"

When she said this, she naturally lost.

Zhu Ge also didn't expect that the queen of the middle palace, the real golden branches and jade leaves, would play chess so poorly. But Gillian clearly didn't want her to let her, and when she got into the fun, she forgot to make her lose better, so that Gillian lost this game miserably.

Gillian packed up the game of Go and also played the kang. After going to the kitchen to scoop hot water out and washing, I put the chessboard back when I returned to the bedroom. "Zhuge, let's go to the next plate."

Board games, as long as you calm down to play and discover the beauty of them, are addictive. Gillian used to be difficult, she didn't learn it by heart, and there was no shortcut to Go. After a few times, she lost interest, and Guantao spoiled her again, saying that if she didn't learn, she wouldn't learn.

But just after calming down with Zhu Ge, he suddenly got a glimpse of the pleasure of sliding between square inches.

In the ever-changing and intriguing world, if you look at ten or even a hundred steps in one step, the enemy who kills will have no way to live.

Although Zhu Ge killed her without leaving a piece of armor, Gillian was unwilling.

Naturally, Zhu Ge did not refuse to come, and rolled up the sunspot and waited for Gillian to go first.

Gillian thought about it again and again, and finally settled, and told Zhuge with peace of mind: "Don't let me, otherwise it will be boring." ”

Between the flickering lights, Zhu Ge's charming willow eyebrows moved slightly, and she chuckled: "Got it, miss." ”

In the snow-covered mountains, I don't know when the snow rises again, and the chill spreads overwhelmingly. The master and servant sat on the kang, their hands and feet boiling hot, and they played chess in this silent cold night without distraction.

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The white snow is inlaid with red walls, and the pieces are broken. The magnificent and solemn Han Palace in the wind and snow, the blue tiles are flying, the carved beams and painted buildings, and the silver is wrapped in plain silver, which is beautiful.

There are only a few days left at the end of the year, and the whole palace is jubilant. Chun Tuo was standing outside the Xuanshu Palace, when suddenly a small yellow door came over eagerly and whispered a few words to him.

Chun Tuo glared at Xiao Huangmen, but he still entered the hall, stood and replied to the Son of Heaven who was writing: "Your Majesty, the eighth prince and the second prince have come to greet Your Majesty. ”

Liu Che didn't look up, but only answered softly, indicating that he understood. Chun Tuo will understand, go out of the temple gate and say to the little yellow door: "Go, call people in." ”

After a while, there was a sound of soft footsteps outside. Wang Xiyu was wearing a smooth and shiny mink fur fur, gorgeous and delicate. Compared to the slenderness of her girlhood, she is much plump.

I couldn't lose weight since I gave birth, and the people around me persuaded her that this was a blessing.

The days of living in the palace have been a long time. Wang Xiyu really has a bit of everyone's demeanor when he speaks. She took Liu Ping, who was held by the palace people behind her, and Ying Ying smiled at Chuntuo: "Zhongchang has worked hard. ”

Chuntuo is the most useful yellow gate in the Han Palace, and it is named the middle servant, enjoying a thousand stones. But he didn't take Qiao in front of Wang Bazi at all, nor did he stammer with the only prince, he only smiled faintly: "Bazi, please." ”

Wang Xiyu nodded slightly, hugged Liu Ping tightly and walked towards the hall. She hates that others call her Bazi, and when she is connected with her surname, she is "Wang Bazi", how does it sound like a curse. I was faintly unhappy but helpless, and no one could say that Chuntuo was wrong for the position he had sealed.

When she entered the inner hall, someone from the palace had already rolled up the silk curtain and stood aside. And Her Majesty, her husband, is writing in front of the desk.

Wang Xiyu put down Liu Ping and nodded at the child with encouragement. Then he bowed first, and the child had been learning for several days, and the mother concubine was on the side to demonstrate.

finally tilted his head and said timidly: "Father is good." ”

Only then did the Son of Heaven who was buried in the case raise his head slightly and looked at his son. Seeing him is a little better than the last time we met.

Thinking that his mother can't do it, and he hasn't seen him much since he was born. There was also a little tenderness in my heart, and I put down the pen and walked down, leaning over and picking up the child. "Ping'er has come to see his father."

Liu Ping is just one and a half years old, and the most dependent on his life is his mother and nurse. When it came to his father's broad shoulders, he was a little strange, and he subconsciously reached out to ask for his mother.

But the concubine shook her head at him, and he withdrew his little hand with his mouth open, but he did not dare to cry.

Although Liu Ping is small, he knows the majesty of the person who hugged him.

Liu Che just hugged him a little and put him down. Liu Ping stumbled back to his mother and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Looking at him like this, even if he can't have a loving heart for him, he is still his own child in the end.

Liu Che's voice softened a lot, and he looked at Wang Xiyu and asked, "Why are you bringing Ping'er here?" Children are cold, so it's better to go out less. ”

The previous sentence still has a bit of indifference called Wang Xiyu's guess, and the latter sentence obviously still cares a little about the child.

She was slightly happy, and her voice became more and more gentle. "Your Majesty, it's been a long time since I've seen you. When I was learning words, I learned my father again, but I didn't know it...... So ......"

It is common for harem women to beg for mercy with their sons. The Queen Mother was quite favored when she was a lady, but she never did it. But Liu Che knew this set well, and he was tired of hearing it.

But he thought that the young son was innocent in the end, and he was obviously born as a prince, even if he didn't like him, he shouldn't let the people in the palace bully him.

"Go back, and call Ping'er to come to the greenhouse hall to see me once every half a month."

The Son of Heaven sighed and turned away slightly.

Wang Xiyu got the answer he wanted, and respectfully picked up Liu Ping and retreated.

When he was about to leave the palace, the Son of Heaven seemed to have just remembered, "Wang Bazi, the queen is unwell, don't bother the queen if you have nothing to do." ”

Wang Xiyu was taken aback and was about to say something. But seeing that the figure of the Son of Heaven had disappeared into the bookshelf, it was obvious that he didn't want to hear her distinguish.

She had to hug Liu Ping tightly and retreat in a low voice. Back in the palace, it was already midday. Liu Ping had already slept sleepily on her shoulder, and Wang Xiyu gently shook the child awake.

asked the nurse to take him down to wash Liu Ping, and personally carried Liu Ping to the couch, and coaxed him to sleep before withdrawing lightly.

When Wang Bazi's personal maid Yinling saw her come out, she whispered in her ear. Wang Bazi's expression was awkward, he nodded at her slightly, and went to the dormitory.

After a while, a graceful figure called Yinling to bring in.

She bent forward and saluted Wang Xiyu. Looking sideways at Yinling again, Wang Xiyu waved her hand slightly from Yinling and told her to step back.

Only then did she step forward, and Ying Ying smiled: "I don't know what Ning Lang said to Niangniang?" ”

Wang Xiyu pointed down and motioned for her to sit down. "Your Majesty told me to take Ping'er to see him every ten days."

Ning Lang just sat down, and when he heard this, he was even happier than Wang Xiyu. "This is really excellent, Ning Lang said that the second prince is very cute, as long as the mother takes him to see His Majesty, there is only such a child. How can there be no reason not to like it? ”

Ping'er got Liu Che's blue eyes, and Wang Xiyu was naturally happier than anyone else. It's just that this idea was Ning Lang's idea, so she naturally had to be a little reserved, lest she be arrogant.

Ning Lang's mind is more than a hundred times more exquisite than the king of Spanish, she is the concubine in the family, but because of her outstanding appearance, the treatment at home is not much worse than that of the concubine.

But she understood that it was not that the elders loved her, but that she could be sent to be a concubine and pave the way for the concubines in the family to see her appearance in the future.

Ning Lang knew that her beauty was her advancement, so she studied all women's talents hard from childhood to adulthood. In order to have a better future, and this future has finally been earned by her. She entered the palace and became the concubine of the Son of Heaven.

But I didn't expect that it would be very difficult to get ahead in the palace, but fortunately, Ning Lang was good at observing words and feelings, so she took the pulse of Wang Xiyu. Teach her that although the queen treats Liu Ping a little kindly, but now the queen is unwell, and His Majesty is very annoyed by it.

If you go to Jiaofang Hall to mix up again, it will only make Your Majesty unhappy. It is better to go directly to His Majesty through Liu Ping, the queen knows and has no heart to worry about her. After the queen is very good, Wang Xiyu and Liu Ping have already stood firm.

Although Wang Xiyu is only an eighth son, he has a prince in the end, and he is very dignified in front of the Queen Mother. If you help her up, you will naturally be able to pull yourself.

Therefore, Ning Lang didn't care about it at the moment. The smile on his face was as bright as the spring of March, and he didn't mention his own merits at all, but only picked up other words to say to Wang Xiyu. (To be continued.) )