Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Old Man of Mountains and Rivers

In the late spring again, the flowers fade to red, the green is gradually blooming, and the flowers of various colors have already bloomed to the top, but the flower room of the Jiaofang Palace is still full of flowers, competing for fragrance and fragrance, just like the season is still staying in the right time of spring. Wei Zifu lightly swept his eyebrows, put on a plain curved skirt and was bowing his head to water the flowers, Yun Niang walked into the flower room lightly, and said, "Queen, Your Majesty is back!" ”

"Your Majesty is back?" Hearing this, Wei Zifu hurriedly put down the flower pot, turned around and said happily, "Where is Your Majesty now?" ”

"Your Majesty..."Yun Niang's eyes lowered slightly, and she stopped with a little desire to speak, "Empress, Your Majesty is in... Flying Feather Hall. ”

"Flying Feather Hall?" Wei Zifu was slightly stunned, seeing Yun Niang's expression, he couldn't help but feel a little more suspicious in his heart, "Your Majesty hardly sets foot in the Flying Feather Hall on weekdays, how could he go to the Flying Feather Hall first when he returned from the East China Sea this time?" Wei Zifu seemed to ask Yun Niang, and seemed to be whispering to himself.

Yun Niang bit her lip when she heard this, and hesitated: "Queen, the slave maid heard... Your Majesty has brought back a woman from the East China Sea... Now it is placed in the Flying Feather Palace..."

Wei Zifu's heart trembled, but he quickly calmed down, nodded lightly, and said, "Oh..."

"Queen, that's... Is the queen still in the past? Yun Niang asked softly with concern in her eyes.

Wei Zifu said with a smile: "Your Majesty is returning from a tour, and the palace is naturally going to meet you, let's go!" ”

"No!" Yun Niang replied softly and followed behind Wei Zifu. The afterglow of the setting sun stretched the shadows of the two people under the flower corridor for a long time, like a long heart in my heart.

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"Your Majesty, the Empress is here!" In the Flying Feather Palace, Zhao Yan was eagerly and curiously looking at this gorgeous palace, and Xiao Huangmen quietly stepped forward and said to Liu Che.

Liu Che nodded and said to Zhao Yan: "Yan'er, the queen is here, I will take you to meet her." ”

"No!" As soon as Zhao Yan responded, she saw a woman with a palace maid walking into the hall, the woman's face was no longer young, although she was dressed plainly, but she couldn't hide her graceful bearing, Zhao Yan couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, is this the queen?" ”

"Presumptuous, no rudeness!" Liu Che said softly.

"The concubine has seen Your Majesty, Your Majesty is happy for a long time!" Wei Zifu stepped forward and bowed.

"The queen doesn't have to be polite!" Liu Che said with a smile, "I have been out of the palace for a few months, is everything okay in the palace?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, everything is fine!" Wei Zifu said respectfully, "I haven't seen Your Majesty for a few months, is Your Majesty safe?" ”

"The queen has a heart! I'm all right! Liu Che looked at Zhao Yan with a shallow smile, "Yan'er, haven't you come forward to see the queen?" ”

Zhao Yan hurriedly stepped forward and saluted Wei Zifu respectfully: "Concubine Zhao Yan has seen the queen, and the queen is extremely happy!" ”

"Your Majesty, what is this?" Wei Zifu looked at Liu Che puzzled, Liu Che laughed, and said: "This is the woman I met in the river, before I saw me, her right hand was curled up and not opened, and there was a master who said that it was not allowed to open unless he met a person with great fortune." Sure enough, after meeting me, her right hand was opened, and there was a small jade hook in her palm, which was really strange! ”

"There are such miracles in the world!" Wei Zifu sighed when he heard this, "To be able to meet Your Majesty is also a great creation!" ”

"Get up!" Wei Zifu said softly to Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan answered, just got up slowly, Wei Zifu looked at it carefully, only to see her eyebrows, her skin was fat, her starry eyes were shining, and the pear vortex smiled with a bit of mountain and wild atmosphere, as fresh and natural as spring water.

Wei Zifu couldn't help but be surprised, the woman in front of him looked like Mrs. Li with a smile between her eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly understood a little in her heart, and praised with a smile: "If it is really a beautiful woman with water spirits, no wonder Your Majesty likes it." ”

Liu Che said with a smile: "Yan'er has a jade hook in her palm, and I will make her Mrs. Gouyi, and she will live in this Feiyu Hall in the future." ”

"No!" Wei Zifu replied respectfully, "The concubine will definitely take care of it!" ”

"Good!" Liu Che nodded with a smile, looking at Zhao Yan's eyebrows and eyes with a smile, Wei Zifu smiled silently, but there was an indescribable emotion in his heart.

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After a while, the weather became hotter and hotter, and in previous years, Liu Che would go to Ganquan Palace to escape the heat, and this year was no exception.

Ganquan Palace is located in the half-waist of Ganquan Mountain, surrounded by verdant green and flowing water, even if the sun outside is like a hot wave rolling, but in Ganquan Palace, there is no sense of heat flourishing, especially in the purple hall in the northeast corner, the mountain breeze blows and feels more cool all over the body.

This year's Ganquan Palace is still as cool as in previous years, but Liu Che's energy is obviously not as abundant as in previous years, just reading a few copies of the chapter and feeling very tired, Zhao Yan, who was waiting on the side, saw this and hurriedly brought the prepared mung bean lotus seed soup, and said thoughtfully: "Your Majesty, drink some clear soup to reduce the heat and go to the fatigue!" ”

"It's good!" Liu Che replied with his head bowed, and then pushed away the bamboo slip, soothing his muscles and bones, "I am indeed tired!" ”

Zhao Yan served the soup, knelt down and carefully served Liu Che to drink, Liu Che took a sip of the soup, looked at Zhao Yan's temples and dark clouds, couldn't help but reach out and caress it, and sighed: "It's better to be young!" ”

Zhao Yan scooped up another spoonful of soup and said with a smile: "Isn't Your Majesty also in the peak of Spring and Autumn?" ”

"Old man!" Liu Che smiled self-deprecatingly, "My energy is not as good as a year after year!" ”

"Your Majesty is not old, in Yan'er's heart, Your Majesty is like a god, how can a god be old?" Zhao Yan said seriously. In her heart, it is true, a few months ago she was just a country girl who didn't know a person, and a few months later she was the lady of the holy family Zhenglong, only then did she see the wealth of the imperial capital Chang'an and the prosperity of Weiyang Palace, and turned around to the cool and summer Ganquan Palace, this huge gap between clouds and mud, just because she met the person of great fortune in her life, how could she not regard Liu Che as a god-like existence?

"Hahaha!" Liu Che laughed loudly when he heard this, and caressed: "If only I were really a god!" After that, there was a loss in his heart, the way of the immortals, he had been diligently pursuing it for many years, but what did he get in the end? Li Shaoweng, who claims to have the art of immortals, is just a liar, and Luanda's deception, which is known as the true inheritance of the life of An, is even more extreme, and he has spent so many years of hard work, but in the end it is just a futile effort, is there really no such art of immortality in this world?

Thinking of this, Liu Che's mood became heavy, he pushed away the soup spoon that Zhao Yan fed him, and said, "I'm tired, you go down first!" ”

Zhao Yan saw that Liu Che's mood changed suddenly, and she didn't dare to say more, so she hurriedly responded to her promise, bowed down with the porcelain bowl, and retreated.

The hall was quiet, and occasionally a gust of wind blew, Liu Che closed his eyes and thought a lot.

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Zhao Yan withdrew from the hall, the sky outside the hall was blue and blue, and a few traces of white clouds floated in the air, like a snow-white and soft sugar cake when it was just out of the cage, and the scene of her childhood unconsciously appeared in front of Zhao Yan's eyes.

"Mother, I want to eat sugar cakes..."The little man combed his horns, looked at the freshly steamed sugar cakes on the street, and his saliva couldn't stop dripping.

"Yan'er is good..."The mother hugged the little her, touched the empty pocket, and the tears couldn't stop falling, "Your father is still waiting for her mother to send you clothes in the cell, Yan'er is good, when your father comes out, my mother will buy it for you..."

"Okay..."Zhao Yan swallowed her saliva, took her mother's hand and reluctantly withdrew her gaze. But after all, she never ate the steaming sugar cake again, because soon after her father died in prison, and her hometown was flooded, she followed her mother to the river with the refugees, and a year later, her mother died of illness, so she was alone for so many years and never returned to her hometown.

Thoughts gradually surged, the past was like smoke, clear but vague, Zhao Yan couldn't help but sigh and looked into the distance. The spring water in the Ganquan Mountain flows around the palace, and there is green everywhere in the eyes, although it is the middle of summer, but there is no heat in this place, it is really a good place to escape the heat.

Zhao Yan was thinking about finding a shade to sit down and rest, when suddenly the figure of a man in the distance jumped into view, the man was dressed in red embroidered clothes, holding a scepter, and was coming in the direction of the Purple Palace. Zhao Yan looked at the man's gradually approaching figure, feeling more and more familiar, and couldn't help but walk over at the moment, her lips opened lightly, "May I ask Your Excellency... But the surname Jiang? Zhao Yan asked with anxiety and expectation.

The man stopped and looked at Zhao Yan with a surprised expression, "Exactly, Jiang Chong, the messenger of embroidered clothes." ”

"Are you really the elder brother of the Jiang family?" Zhao Yan couldn't help blushing when she heard this, and said very excitedly, "Brother, I'm Yan'er!" ”

"Yan'er?" Jiang Chong stared at Zhao Yan for a long time, only to see the woman in front of him with her head swaying, dressed in a curved robe, with a delicate and beautiful face, and for a while she felt very familiar, but also unfamiliar, "Are you?" Jiang Chong asked with uncertainty.

"Brother, I'm Yan'er next door to you, have you forgotten, that year, you also took a piece of bread to my mother and me!" When it comes to the big water in Handan many years ago, Zhao Yan still has palpitations, but the piece of cake that the brother next door gave her that year has never forgotten the warmth that the brother next door brought to her in the hungry and cold years.

As soon as Zhao Yan said this, Jiang Chong recalled it, and the past came to mind one by one, Jiang Chong looked at Zhao Yan's eyebrows, although she still had the appearance of her childhood, but she didn't say it, how could he not associate the gorgeous woman in front of him with the girl with the horn bun next to him, "Yan'er, are you really Yan'er?" How did you end up here? ”

As soon as the words were asked, Jiang Chong immediately came to his senses, "I heard that Your Majesty has promoted a new Mrs. Gouyi, could it be you Yan'er?" Remembering that Zhao Yan's right hand was like a fist when she was a child, Jiang Yan remembered the rumors about Mrs. Hook Yi.

"Hmm." Zhao Yan nodded with a red face and said: "After the flood in Handan, Yan'er came to the river with her mother, and on that day Your Majesty passed by the river, Yan'er's right hand has been open since then, and then she has come to Kyoto with Your Majesty." ”

"Yan'er has met a nobleman!" Jiang Chong smiled and nodded, "Then where is your mother settled now?" ”

"Mother..."Zhao Yan's eyes turned red, and she choked up, "Mother passed away a few years ago..."

"Ah..."Jiang Chong was stunned, and then comforted him: "Yan'er, don't be sad, now that you follow Your Majesty and are favored by Your Majesty, you will naturally have something to rely on in the future!" ”

"Hmm..."Zhao Yan wiped her tears and said, "I didn't expect to meet my brother again here, and it was also God's mercy, so that I, Zhao Yan, would not be alone." ”

"What Yan'er said is that God really has mercy, you and I can meet again, and we must support each other in the future!" Jiang Chonghao said.

"Hmm!" Zhao Yan nodded, looking at Jiang Chong with a look of trust in his face. Jiang Chong was also very happy, he never thought that Mrs. Gouyi, who was now in Zhenglong, would be the little sister of the former countryman, in addition to the joy of reunion, more importantly, he had a faint hope for the future that he was worried about.