Fei Xiaolian is Meng Chang's favorite woman, but Fei Xiaolian's concubine palace is far away from Meng Chang's main hall.

Judging from the layout of the entire Shu Palace, the Guifei Palace is really suspected of being a cold palace, and the entire Guifei Palace is not as big as imagined, and it is not as beautiful as imagined. To put it bluntly, it's more like a small courtyard with a backyard.

Chen Qiuniang stood in front of the door of the Guifei Palace, looking up at the plaque at the main entrance, the red lacquered plaque and the gold lacquer line, on which are the elegant and chic three words "Liuxiangju". The vermilion lacquer on the plaque was covered with thick dust, and the gold lacquer had fallen off somewhat, and the entire plaque was reflected in the clear sunlight, showing even more dilapidated and desolate.

"I heard that your mother was forced to move here during the time when she had an awkward relationship with your father. I used to live very close to your father. Shu said to her.

"Is that place still there?" Chen Qiuniang glanced at the technique.

Shu shook his head and said, "This is counted as a cold palace, and it was also petitioned by your mother herself, and she moved all the things over there here." So it was razed to the ground, and a lake was opened by your father. It is said that it is also the need for feng shui as said by Taoist priests. ”

Chen Qiuniang sneered, lifted her skirt, pushed open the dusty door, and entered the palace of the concubine.

This is where Fei Guifei lived in the last few years, and Fei Xiaolian, who lives here, is already a mother, and is no longer the Fei Xiaolian who is full of talent and has the mentality of a daughter's family.

The grass and trees in the courtyard grew wildly, Chen Qiuniang and Shu walked in, and flocks of birds and finches were frightened. The eaves and window lattices of value have been taken away, and there is a desolate and messy place, and the sunlight penetrates through the patio, which makes people suspicious of this verdant place, and there will be women in the chat room who turn to smile at people, shaking a fan and covering their mouths shyly.

"What's going on here?" Chen Qiuniang looked at several large pits in the courtyard, suspecting that they were digging treasures here.

"There were a few pots of red gardenias, but because they had been planted for a long time, the roots went out of the pots and into the soil, and when they were moved, they were dug up. Does Childe know the origin of this red gardenia? It is said that it is also the seed offered by the Taoist priest of Qingcheng Mountain, a total of two, carefully cultivated by your father, this Chengdu Mansion is full of red gardenias. The operator replied.

Chen Qiuniang has also heard the legend of the red gardenia, and some people say that the red gardenia is actually a colored wood hibiscus, so it was later called Rongcheng. But in any case, the red gardenia and the coloring wood hibiscus recorded in the literature should not be an item, at least the hibiscus flowers are really not fragrant and clear.

"It's not a valuable thing, Chengdu Mansion is everywhere, and you still bother to dig up the red gardenia in this palace." Chen Qiuniang glanced at the technique.

Shu lowered his eyes and said, "I didn't dig it up at first, but my majesty sent someone to dig it up for your mother later." ”

Chen Qiuniang heard that she was digging to the north for Fei Xiaolian, and she didn't feel good in her heart, so she lifted her skirt and walked to the main hall. After walking a few steps, he said: "Tangerine is orange in Huainan, and it can only be orange in Huaibei." My mother is also confused, the feng shui of Bianjing can afford to raise the delicate red gardenia, and it must have long been dusted and dirty. However, my mother is obsessed with this, and I don't know if there is anything important? ”

Chen Qiuniang said as she turned her head and glanced at Shu. Shu shook his head and said, "I am soft-spoken, and I am not in a high position, but I heard that these pots of red gardenia are the seeds presented by the original Taoist priest, and after they were cultivated, your father gave them to your mother." Because your mother likes to take care of flowers and trees the most, she has a lot of experience with flowers and trees. ”

"So the one who thinks now that my father has hidden the secret of his treasure in these pots of gardenias? Oh, that's ridiculous. Concubine Fei has favored the harem for so many years, how many rare treasures did the emperor give her. Why don't they check them all? Chen Qiuniang chuckled, and she didn't intend to let Shu answer this question. She pushed open the door of the main hall, and took away all the valuable furnishings inside. Some worthless tables and chairs are still neatly arranged, showing the neatness and elegance of the old owners.

Chen Qiuniang raised her eyes and looked at the main seat, thinking that there was once a talented woman with a beautiful country sitting here, and the days were a dozen lonely and frightened. She stood under the main seat, looking at the main seat on the high platform, as well as the chessboard with a layer of dust, thinking about how Fei Xiaolian spent the days of sneaking and pregnancy here, and how she felt when she won the favor of the emperor again and played against the emperor here for the first time. In addition, what kind of mind did this extremely favored woman think about seeing the decline of the Meng Dynasty from the flowery prosperity, and began to make another plan for the fetus in her womb.

When she climbed the high palace wall and accepted the worship of the people with the emperor, was she full of trepidation? When she listened to the palace people gossip about the troubled times in the north, did she often frown? When she heard that those people were "difficult to go to the green in Shu Dao" at every turn, she was probably very disdainful in her heart, right?

Chen Qiuniang wandered around this concubine's palace, it was really like a daughter looking for clues about her biological mother, expressing that unspeakable blood is thicker than water.

Fei Xiaolian's things, as long as they are not gold, silver and jewelry, are all preserved very intact. The calligraphy and paintings that fell into the dust, and a large number of books were silent in the dust.

Chen Qiuniang squatted down to brush away the dust, picked up her calligraphy and paintings, and was dumbfounded when she looked at it. She actually saw a line-bound version of "Legend" in a pile of books, with a blue cover, the words were written by herself, and about the best ink was used, and after a few years, the handwriting was still very clear. The reason why Chen Qiuniang was dumbfounded was because these two words were clearly written in simplified Chinese.

Who wrote this? In Fei Xiaolian's palace, how could there be books in simplified characters.

"Shu, can you tell what age this book is?" Chen Qiuniang didn't know anything about antique appraisal, so she handed the book to Shu.

Shu turned a few pages and said: "The strange idle book in Guli is very long-winded, and the writing and ink are not comprehensible. There are also a lot of typos, and this paper is less than 20 years old. ”

"It's a pity, I thought it was some kind of antique book, and I wondered if I could turn over something valuable." Chen Qiuniang shrugged, took the "Legend" in her hand, continued to look through the dust heap, and turned over some rice paper that was almost rotten, as if it was used to practice calligraphy. The handwriting is not good-looking, but the line above is like lightning striking Chen Qiuniang.

That line reads: There is no road in the world, but when there are many people walking, it becomes a road.

When Chen Qiuniang saw this line of words, she only felt that there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, she wanted to cheer, but she couldn't speak. This, is this little pity also crossing?

However, judging from Chen Liu's explanation, Fei Xiaolian doesn't look like a person who has crossed over. No matter how Fei Xiaolian looks at it, she looks like an ancient lady, and her every move is a lady and a celebrity. Judging from Chen Liu's explanation, there is no indication that she is a traverser.

"What's wrong with Childe?" Shu discovered Chen Qiuniang's strange appearance and asked.

Chen Qiuniang shook her head and said, "It's nothing. I just saw these words, and it seemed to be my mother's words. ”

"yes. This is Concubine Fei's place, so naturally it can only be her words. Shu replied.

Chen Qiuniang smiled, continued to flip through, and turned out "There are high walls on all sides, where is the way out", "I miss you, Master", "I want to eat hot and sour noodles"

It seems that this traverser must be as soul-possessed as her. After learning the history, she was unexpectedly pregnant, and insisted on giving birth to the child for some reason, but she knew that the Shu Palace would be dilapidated soon, so she planned to let her child leave, and she must have been planning to leave, but it has not been successful. In the end, Yiqiē still developed in the direction of history, she was taken to Bianjing, and once again entered Zhao Kuangyin's harem as a concubine.

"That's an ugly word." After Chen Qiuniang flipped through the pages on the table, she stood up and came to such a conclusion.

"Oh, I've heard of this." Shu replied a little embarrassed, and then said, "Your mother is very famous, a beauty, and a talented woman. Therefore, there are still many people in Bianjing who want to see her beauty and want her Mobao. I've seen the words that my master brought back. The artistic conception of the sentences written is very good, and she is really a talented woman. But that's really—"

I can't go on when it comes to the back, probably because I am afraid that I should not count the ugliness of other people's mothers in front of other people's daughters.

"What did you write to your master?" Chen Qiuniang was very curious about what Mrs. Hua Rui wrote to Zhao Guangyi.

"What listens to the rain monks, what drips to the dawn. I only watched it once and didn't remember it. The operator replied.

Chen Qiuniang knew that this person copied Jiang Jie's "Poppy Beauty" in the Southern Song Dynasty, and wrote it as a Mobao to Zhao Guangyi. Chen Qiuniang suddenly felt speechless, if history cannot be changed, what is this person doing? Could it be that Zhao Guangyi became an emperor later, so this calligraphy and painting will not be circulated? Or is it that because he personally killed Fei Xiaolian, he burned Fei Xiaolian's ink treasure together, which is counted as the dust of history.

At this moment, Chen Qiuniang suddenly thought: Maybe history is not unchangeable. These time-travelers have come to this time and space, this time and space itself is no longer what it used to be, history has changed, so why talk about keeping history? It's ridiculous.

Because she found this evidence that could support her psychology, her mood suddenly became better, and she said, "If you have the opportunity, you should really meet my mother." ”

Shu was a little surprised, and asked uncertainly: "Childe, do you need me to help you arrange it?" ”

"Don't, I still don't like your master." Chen Qiuniang waved her hand, pinched the copy of "Legend" in her hand, and said, "If I want to see it, I will see it myself." ”

"Childe, your mother is also a concubine now." Reminders.

"Do you think I can't meet anyone I want to meet?" Chen Qiuniang frowned, pushed open a window to let the sunlight in, and then took a feather duster on the side to brush the dust on the chair, and said, "I'm reading here, waiting for the person you are waiting for appears." Don't be stunned, take care of it, what if the person you're waiting for doesn't show up today? You have to take care of our food, clothing, food, housing and transportation. ”

Shu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Childe, you want to live here?" ”

"I think it's nice here, not to mention that this is where my mother lived, and this is where I made a noise." She whispered, looking up at the hibiscus tree in the courtyard blooming a colorful flower. R1152