Yun Shu saw that Shen Xiaoxiang's face showed sadness, and seemed to change the topic, but in fact, he added fuel to the fire and interjected: "When my sister wrote this poem, she must have never thought that the poem would hide the names of the concubines who will live with her sister in the future, which shows that Su Guiren has a relationship with her sister." ”

"yes, it's fate." Shen Xiaoxiang said that there was fate in his mouth, but he hated this poem in his heart.

"The green water ripples around the gardenia, and the mountains infiltrate the new scroll. The rain fell and Shu Jiaoxu, and the Yiren stood idly next to the small building. Duan Yulin muttered and repeated, Mao Sai suddenly took the pen and ink, brushed a few strokes on the paper and wrote down two big characters - "Lan" and "Xiao", and then pushed the paper on which the words were written in front of Shen Xiaoxiang and Yun Shu, and asked: "I want to choose one of these two words to be the title of Su Guiren, which one do you think is better?" After Shen Xiaoxiang saw these two words, her face suddenly became ugly, is the emperor going to slap her in the face? I want a nobleman from a humble background to be named after her! How can this work! Of course, Shen Xiaoxiang spared no effort to stop: "Your Majesty, according to the opinion of the concubines, you should choose the word 'Lan', Lan, the mist in the mountains, isn't it in line with the soft and ethereal rhyme of Su Guiren?" ”

"The concubine also thinks that the word 'Lan' is very good, although the word 'Xiao' is not bad, but it is just the name of the Hunan noble concubine, I am afraid that she has committed the following rules." Yun Shu directly said Shen Xiaoxiang's worries, and Shen Xiaoxiang glanced at Yun Shu with complicated eyes.

"Well, what you said makes sense, Rong Zhen will consider it again. If it's all right, you can retreat first, I'm tired and want to rest. As soon as Duan Yulin said this, Shen Xiaoxiang and Yun Shu didn't dare to stay longer, and hurriedly saluted and retired.

After the two left, Duan Yulin did not rest immediately, but picked up the pen again to continue the unfinished painting, he carefully sketched a few strokes on the face of the person in the painting, and the facial features of the beautiful woman appeared immediately - where is Su Guiren, this woman's appearance is clearly the deceased queen - Zheng Wei'e!

After drawing this picture, Duan Yulin seemed to be very tired and threw away his pen and called Fang Da to come in and wait. After Fang Da came in, he quickly changed Duan Yulin's clothes and made the couch, helped Duan Yulin to the dragon couch to rest, and then went to clean up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. Seeing the appearance of the woman in the painting, Fonda sighed slightly, but still quietly rolled up the painting and prepared to put it away. At this time, Duan Yulin, who thought he had fallen asleep, suddenly spoke: "Fang Da, that painting ...... Burn it. After saying that, he rolled over and fell asleep.

"Yes." Fonda put the painting in order, packed up everything, and silently exited the dormitory.

This year's 12th day of the 11th lunar month coincides with the winter solstice, which is a very important festival for the royal family every year. From the winter solstice, the daylight hours gradually increase, and the night hours gradually shorten, because it is thought that the yang is better than the yin. On the day of the winter solstice, the ceremony of sacrificing the heavens should be held in the palace, because the officials of the three grades and above in the ceremony of sacrificing the heavens must be present, and the harem concubines are inconvenient to come forward, so the ceremony in front of the Qianqiu Hall is only worshiped by the emperor and the queen, presided over by the abbot of Xiangguo Temple, Master Mingkong, and the rest of the concubines and minor heirs are led by the queen mother to pray and worship in the Fahua Hall in the palace.

Duan Yulin had fasted for three days before this, and today he was dressed in a bright yellow Tenglong black gold cloud embroidered court dress, which made him feel refreshed; Feng Wu was still wearing the gold and silver silk Luan Bird Chaofeng embroidered court dress that would only be worn on major occasions, with a bright yellow soft wool brocade cloak and a golden crown of nine phoenixes, which complemented the serious and solemn expression on her face at this time. The ceremony of worshipping the heavens is complicated and cumbersome, but it is carried out in an orderly manner under the auspices of Master Mingkong, in addition to kneeling down to worship the ancestors of heaven and earth, praying for the prosperity of the country and other rituals, the hands of the emperor and queen are closely connected, and only at this time, Duan Yulin and Feng Wu are like a real couple.

The ceremony lasted from the beginning of the hour to the noon, and after nearly four hours of sacrifice, the emperor and the ministers had long lost the vigor they had at the beginning, and they were all tired at this time. After completing the last ceremony, the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens was finally successfully completed, and Feng Wu finally breathed a sigh of relief, she withdrew her palm from Duan Yulin's hand without a trace, and her palms were wet with sweat. Feng Wu couldn't help but feel funny, what was she doing? In the six years since she became the queen, she has been by his side every year at the annual sacrificial ceremonies or various large and small sacrificial activities, playing the role of the mother of a country as if she was acting. Every time she saw the tenderness and sweetness in Duan Yulin's eyes, Feng Wu felt cold all over her body, obviously full of suspicion of each other, and even hated each other's families, but she still had to pretend to be Qin Se and Ming in front of the world, what a terrible couple they were!

"What, is the queen tired?" Duan Yulin looked at Feng Wu beside him with a bad face, and asked pretending to be concerned.

"The concubine is a little tired, isn't Your Majesty tired?" Feng Wu asked Duan Yulin with a smile in her eyebrows, there was something in her words, but Duan Yulin only pretended not to understand.

"The ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens is complicated and lengthy, I am really tired, the queen has worked hard, I will stay in Fengwu Palace today, and comfort the queen, okay?" Duan Yulin's tone was joking.

"Concubines are not hard. Since the emperor is tired, he should go back to Zhaoyang Hall to rest, and taking care of his body is the best consolation for his concubines. Feng Wu quietly rejected the emperor.

"What, the queen doesn't want me to go to your palace?" Duan Yulin was strange, why did his wives and concubines start rejecting him one by one? Li Jingxi has been looking for various reasons to refuse his closeness for a while, although he is puzzled, but he can't bear to be embarrassed because he really loves her; After Concubine Chun gave birth, her expression was depressed, and every time he went to see her, he didn't see her as happy as before; Now even the queen is starting to dislike him? Or rather, the queen has never been unfamiliar with him.

"The concubine doesn't dare." Feng Wu hurriedly bowed deeply to show compliance, Duan Yulin looked at her pretending to be frightened, and suddenly lost the interest in joking with her, and only said lightly: "I am joking, the queen doesn't have to mind." After speaking, Xuan Fangda drove back to the palace, and before leaving, he suddenly remembered something, and turned back to Feng Wu and said: "By the way, I have chosen a title for Su Gui, so I will give it the title 'Lan'." The mountain breeze 'Lan' is the mountain fog, which is so hazy that people can't see through it! When he was saying "people can't see through", his eyes were staring straight at Feng Wu's eyes, Feng Wu's eyes flashed to avoid Duan Yulin's burning gaze, and only lowered his head and replied: "The sunrise clouds and mist disperse, Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven and the embodiment of the sun, and there will naturally be no clouds and mist around the sun." ”

"Yes, then I borrowed the queen's auspicious words. Let's go! After speaking, he strode out of Feng Wu's line of sight. Feng Wu maintained a squatting posture, her hands tightly pinched the shawl that hung down to her waist, and pulled the fabric out of deep folds, which could not be erased or smoothed.

At the same time as the festival of the Senakiden ended, the blessings in the Hokkeden were also coming to an end. The Queen Mother was dressed in a gold and silver silk ribbon flying phoenix Lingyun pattern auspicious dress at the head of the house, holding a string of red sandalwood prayer beads in her hand, and reverently closed her eyes and silently chanted the scriptures, although the prayer had lasted for nearly four hours, but the Queen Mother was steady, and others did not dare to complain. Kneeling at the head of the Queen Mother is Concubine Shu, Concubine Shu's maiden name is Wang Yushu, Emperor Gaozu Concubine Shu, and her younger brother Wang Zude is the secretary of the household department. Wang Yushu felt that his waist and back were sore at this time, and his legs were numb and unconscious, looking at Jiang Yu (the queen mother's maiden's name) with a straight back in front of him, Wang Yushu felt very uncomfortable, she was already in the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, where could she stand such hardship? However, how unfair God is, Jiang Yu is only two years younger than her, but the mental state of the whole person is much better than that of her peers. The so-called relationship is born from the heart, and even the appearance is so young that it does not look like it has passed the age of not being confused. Just when Wang Yushu felt that he was about to hold on, the Empress Dowager's personal palace maid Xiaying Mama came in from outside the hall to report that the festival on the Qianqiu Hall side had been completed, and the Fahua Hall could also be over. Jiang Fang nodded, and motioned to the flawless real person who presided over the blessing ceremony, and the flawless real person announced that the ceremony was completed and everyone could leave on their own.

Wang Yushu was finally able to stand up straight under the support of his close attendant Mama Yetong, and his whole body seemed to be in pain, and he turned his head to see the flawless real person politely sending Jiang Fang, and the past scenes appeared in front of him. Speaking of this flawless real person, we must tell the origin of this person.

Flawless real person, formerly known as Liu Xingchen, twelve years ago, she was just married to her nephew and Yang Yang, who was then the general of Huaihua Zhonglang, under the guidance of Wang Yushu, but unfortunately the two did not have time to get married, * Yang died unexpectedly in Huangquan, so Liu Xingchen became a widow overnight. At that time, the future of Liu Xingchen also aroused the controversy between the Liu and Wang families - the Liu family naturally wanted to withdraw from the marriage and marry Liu Xingchen to someone else; But the Wang family refused to give up, and insisted that Liu Xingchen enter the mansion of *Yang to be a widow for life, and even had the intention of letting Liu Xingchen die for a marriage. And between this controversy, Wang Yushu, as a matchmaker, never said a word, which may be the reason why Liu Xingchen had an indifferent relationship with her later. Just when the two families were arguing, Jiang Fang, who had just become a concubine, came forward to mediate - at that time, Duan Yulin's fourth son died young, Jiang Fang proposed that Gaozu give Liu Xingchen the identity of a real person, and take him into the Fahua Hall in the palace to pray for the early death of the little emperor's grandson and fiancé Qingxiu, and after five years, he was allowed to return to the vulgar and marry freely. In the end, the two families reluctantly accepted the proposal and sent Liu Xingchen to the palace, and from then on, there was an additional flawless real person in the Fahua Hall of the palace.

More than ten years have passed, and Flawless has not returned to the vulgar, it seems that he has abandoned the red dust, understood the joys and sorrows of life, and is getting more and more determined on the road of Qing cultivation. Flawless ten years of practice, the whole person exudes a holy and unblasphemous brilliance, if there is anyone in this world who makes her respect, it is Jiang Fang, who is already the queen mother.