Early in the morning, the sound of monks chanting collectively came from the wing room of Jing'an Temple, and occasionally there were little monks striking the bell, Chu Xiang woke up in such a divine sound, if he was woken up in the past, he must have been unhappy, but this time it was different After waking up, the center of his brain was filled with a sense of tranquility.

Ayu had already come back with a mahogany basin and hot water, and saw that she was sitting outside drinking tea in her dirty clothes, and hurriedly put it down and ran over, "How can Niangniang sit here in dirty clothes, fortunately, the slave maid did not open the window when she left, if Niangniang blew a cool breeze and dyed the wind and cold, the slave and maid would really feel guilty and died!" ”

Bring a wide-sleeved crane gold silk chest Luo skirt, hair ornament is crystal broken petals, both in the temple to practice or simple as well.

Because it was a full-breasted Luo skirt, Chu Xiang still had some discomfort, and gently blocked it with his hand, and asked Ayu with some embarrassment, "But are there other dresses?" It's really not comfortable to wear this in this palace..." Ayu braided two willow leaf buns on her inky green silk, inserted crystal petals into them little by little, and the inky hair and crystal clear petals were perfectly combined, making her more like a fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world

"Niangniang's Luo skirt was newly sewn by the emperor a few days ago, and the slave maid saw that the maid did not wear this style of dress and brought it over, if the maid felt uncomfortable, the slave maid went to find one."

Chu Xiang didn't feel very uncomfortable, but he didn't feel very safe that his chest was empty. I thought about it, "That's it, find a coat for this palace"

Ayu nodded and searched for a while in the cabinet, then took out a small ice blue cicada silk cover about half of her arm, and put it on her shoulder without worrying about slipping off, and sewed a delicate buckle at the collar, on which pink pearls were inlaid and shiny.

How come this palace doesn't know that there is still this small cover? Could it be that the emperor ordered someone to do it again? Ayu smiled "Yes! The day before yesterday, the emperor ordered some newly sewn dresses. It is said that it is a gift for the mother to travel and play! ”

Chu Xiang shook his head helplessly, and sure enough, she still did it, her dresses were too many to wear, and some of them were directly put into the cabinet without even wearing them.

Walking out of the meditation room, a fresh breath came to his face, the birds squeaked on the beams, and Ling'er looked at Chu Xiang and tilted his little head, "Go" Ling'er, this bird is smart, and she knows how to ask Niangniang, it's so cute!" Ayu loves Ling'er very much, and sometimes feeds it with pastries, and sometimes feeds it so that it can't fly, and its round little body rolls around on the table, if Liang Qi sees it, he will definitely say that it is a fat bird, and then he will find a beautiful smaller bird to stimulate its young mind

The world of birds is simple and free to live without restrictions. People, it's different."

Walking slowly on the promenade, I just turned a corner and met a person, this person is not a stranger, she is wearing the thin gauze dress described by Ayu yesterday, Chu Xiang looked at her and couldn't help sneering in his heart, "Sister, where are you going?" So flustered? ”

Rong Ting tightened her coat with her hand, and said with a pale face, "This palace... Where does the palace go, does my sister have to care? As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the mahogany door behind her being pushed open, and a little monk came out of it, and saw Chu Xiang's face change, and hurriedly walked into the distance

I don't care where my sister goes, it's just... This palace advises a word, if you want people to know unless you don't do it! With that, he waved his hand and left with Ayu

Chu Xiang! See how long you can live! Holding a bag of things tightly in his hand, he looked at her departing back with fierce eyes, laughed suddenly, and then turned around and walked to the dining hall

"Donor, I didn't eat yesterday, but I'm not feeling well?" A middle-aged monk who looked honest and honest brought Chu Xiang two white-faced steamed buns and asked, "No, I'm just climbing the mountain and I'm tired, so I'll rest as soon as possible.

The monk smiled slightly, "The poor monk is Mo Yan, if the donor has something, he can come to the lobby to find the poor monk" "There is labor"

Chu Xiang took the silver chopsticks and looked at the vegetarian food in front of him, it was good, although it was not as exquisite as the vegetarian food in the imperial city, but the taste was not bad at all. Ayu sat next to her and carefully catered for her. "Ayu, I can come by myself, now everyone is equal and there is no master and servant"

"Slave maid, you can't come back for a while, Niangniang, don't embarrass the slave maid" Ayu whispered with a red face

"It's okay, just be your sister." Chu Xiang said that he was just about to pick up a piece of white jade tofu when he felt an inverted shadow sprinkled on the table, and when he looked up, he was unhappy, why was she again?

"I thought my sister should not be used to this vegetarian meal, so I sent my sister a bowl of soup." After that, he put the white porcelain bowl in his hand on the table, and the white porcelain bowl contained Jiuqin jade pearl soup, which looked good

Chu Xiang raised his eyebrows and put down the silver chopsticks, Ayu handed over the silk handkerchief, and gently wiped the corners of his mouth After a while, he said, "Thank you, sister, it's just that my sister can't eat Jiuqin, if you eat the rash all over the body, it's unbearable, this soup, it's better for my sister to drink it" Slowly getting up, Ayu tied the small cover to her, and looked back at Rong Ting, who was pale and clenched her teeth, "Sister still has something, sister, please take care of yourself"

Walking out of the canteen, Ayu asked, "Why did Niangniang tell her about the rash on her body when she ate Jiuqin... If she" " Bengong pointed out this matter, she must not be afraid of her attack, if Bengong guessed correctly, then there should be poison in the soup, she wants to kill Bengong!"

Looking at the fish in the lotus pond, he suddenly remembered what Liang Qi instructed when he left, "Xiang'er should not forget what I am when I arrive at Jing'an Temple, and write a letter to me in my spare time to relieve my lovesickness", he knows her affairs every day, what she eats and does, what she pays attention to, etc...

The monk Mo Yan in the dining hall just now said that he could go to the lobby to find him if he had something, so he changed direction and walked towards the lobby

"Tired, is there a Master Mo Yan here?" Chu Xiang asked one of the little monks who was sweeping the floor, and the little monk was startled at first, then blushed a little and stammered, "Mo... Senior Brother Mo Yan is sorting out the scriptures in the inner hall of the hall, and the donor enters from here and turns right.

When Chu Xiang arrived, he entered in the direction guided by the little monk, and sure enough, he saw a book pavilion about half the height of the Stargazing Pavilion, Mo Yan was stepping on the wooden ladder to find the scriptures, Chu Xiang was afraid of being frightened, so he whispered, "Master Mo Yan?"

Mo Yan heard that it was the familiar female voice and hurriedly came down from the wooden ladder, "Is there something wrong with the donor?" Chu Xiang looked at the towering book floor in front of him and asked with interest, "Master Mo Yan, is this looking up the scriptures?" I've never read the scriptures, and all I read on weekdays is poetry and songs."

Is the benefactor interested in the Dharma? The poor monk here has a few volumes of scriptures suitable for the donor" After that, he turned around and stepped on the wooden ladder again, skillfully found a few bamboo scrolls, and handed them to Chu Xiang after coming down" These scriptures are the essence of Jing'an Temple, if the donor has a heavenly thought, he will definitely understand the truth, the poor monk is not talented, only the third one, and the remaining volume should be fruitless so far... Shame, shame."

Ayu carefully took the bamboo scroll and held it in his arms, and Chu Xiang saluted him, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, if there is anything unclear, can you consult with the master?" "Naturally, the poor monk will solve the benefactor's doubts"

"Thank you, master, there is one more thing you want to trouble the master, does the master have a letter?"

"Stationery? There are indeed a few in the poor monk's room, and the donor can go back to the room first, and then send them to the donor after the poor monk finishes sorting out the scriptures."

"So, thank you, Master"

Less than an hour after returning to the room, I heard a knock on the door, and Ayu came back with half a pile of letter paper and put it on the table outside "Niangniang, but you want to polish the ink?" Chu Xiang put down the bamboo scroll in his hand and nodded, pinched his eyebrows, walked to the table and sat down, "A few days ago, I heard from my father that my brother went to Huizhou to do business, and the day should come."

Holding a brush and not knowing how to write, she and her brother are separated very rarely, even if they marry into the palace for three days or two days, they can see their brother's figure, and now it is January, and it is inevitable that I am a little apprehensive, I don't know what my brother is going to do this time...

Chu Xiang originally wanted to write him one page, but who knew that he hadn't noticed that he had already written three pages! With a sour wrist, he handed the letter to Ayu and asked her to seal it. Then I thought that there was still a person waiting for her letter in the palace! Sighed and lifted the brush again...

Inside the Panlong Palace

"Your Majesty, this draft will be held tomorrow, can the emperor watch one or two?"

"I heard that the women in this draft are all rare girls..."

Among them, the woman of the Yang family, Yang Luyang is one of the best talented women in Daliang City!"

"The women of the Yang family are very much! Wang Xiang's daughter, Wang Meidie, is truly gentle and elegant, full of poetry and talent! Lord Liu, who was standing with the right minister, began to flatter

"So, congratulations to the right minister, congratulations to the right minister!"

The right minister waved his hand without boasting and said, "The little girl is not talented, tomorrow's draft is the real one in a million, don't dare to say anything, don't dare to say anything"

But he thought in his heart that he would arrange it all tomorrow, as long as Wang Meidie was stunning in the talent show, he would definitely be able to win the emperor!

Liang Qi on the dragon throne looked at the ministers in the hall with an expressionless face, and for a long time, "Zhong Aiqing is done talking? If nothing happens, retire! ”

The minister was instantly quiet, and Chu Xingyuan looked at Liang Qi's unkind face and stepped forward and said, "The minister heard the day before yesterday that there was a plague in Dingyuan City, and the people were displaced and lacked diagnosis and treatment, I don't know if the emperor has any arrangements?"

Liang Qi nodded with satisfaction, it can be regarded as a decent sentence in the morning, "I also know about this, and I have sent doctors and good medicine to diagnose and treat it, but this plague is suddenly abnormal, and I have to pay attention. Lord Liu of the Ministry of War, I have sent you to order someone to find out the source of this matter, and you must give me and the people an explanation in three days! ”

Liang Qi, who had retreated from the court, pressed his forehead uncomfortably and looked at the folds piled up in front of him, and his heart was very angry, "Most of the excerpts are drafts, and they want to force me to be incompetent and obsessed with beauty!"

Rong Cheng coughed and thought to himself, When Concubine Xiang was here, weren't you a faint gentleman who was obsessed with beauty...

They must be anxious for the emperor's heir, but the emperor doesn't have to worry about this, according to the slave, Xiang Guifei should be able to conceive the emperor's heir soon, and spread the branches for the emperor.

Liang Qi nodded with satisfaction, "This kind of thing is very heartfelt, can Xiang'er write a letter to come?" "Back to the emperor, no..." "This little goblin must have gone crazy to play there, leaving me behind!" Although there are letters every day and night, she writes down her every move, but she doesn't have the sincerity she writes!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the imperial study, Rong Cheng walked to take an envelope, and then ran to Liang Qi's side, "Your Majesty, Niangniang has a letter!" Liang Qi shook his hand, looked at the mountains of folds on the table, swept them to the ground, took the envelope, carefully opened the wax print, took out the letter paper inside, and spread it on the table

"Your Majesty, the concubines are all right, don't read it"

There were only these few words on a piece of paper, but Liang Qi looked at it like a thousand-word document, flipped through it several times, laughed and said: "I know that Xiang'er remembers me!" ”

Rong Cheng stood behind him, and when he lifted the letterhead, he saw that there seemed to be an article on the letterhead... Then he opened his mouth carefully, "Your Majesty, if the slave guesses correctly, the mother should have written on the letter with sour grease, and then dried it with fire, and the words on the letter paper disappeared..."

Liang Qi's heart trembled, and he hurriedly held up the letter paper and took a closer look at the sun, "Is this true?" "The minion isn't quite sure, but try it out to see if it's true or not."

Very reluctantly, he handed the letter to Rong Cheng and said threateningly, "If it weren't for what you said, I would send you to the frontier to defend the city!"

Rong Cheng's hand shook and almost didn't drop the letter paper in his hand to the ground, wiped the sweat with his sleeve and ordered someone to present the alkaline water, carefully immersed the letter paper in the alkaline water, his face was full of nervous sweat, and the hanging heart finally fell at the moment when he saw the letter paper change color..

Liang Qi carefully took out the letter paper and put it on the rice paper to dry, and soon a word full of silk flowers appeared completely, Liang Qi's heart was so excited that he jumped out, and he read it carefully after a long time

One of the sentences, 'Although the concubine is in Jing'an, her heart is in the imperial city, I don't know if the emperor knows what it's like' moved him to tears, afraid that Rong Cheng would see it, so he turned sideways and blocked his sight and gently wiped it with his hand, Xiang'er, I have feelings for him!

After a long time, Liang Qi said in a nasal voice, "Rong Cheng, grind the ink for me, I want to reply to the letter" Rong Cheng touched his nose and pretended not to see the emperor's red nose, picked up the ink strip and grinded, Liang Qi wrote a lot, compared with what she wrote to Chu Lingke. When she received the letter in the evening, she realized how immodest this emperor was!

Chu Xiang looked at the sentences in the letter, thinking like the sea, thinking like the sky, I didn't see you for two days, I missed you very much, this is still more serious, after reading the last few pieces of letterhead, his face was red like a cold, Ayu was so frightened that he almost went down the mountain to buy medicine...

'Today I have a precious jade, white like mutton fat, feel like warm, déjà vu think about it carefully, only Xiang'er seems to think about it, and when Xiang'er returns, I will definitely test it to solve the pain of lovesickness'

"Dengzi!"