There is a gloomy wood carved bookcase in the Furong Pavilion, there is a true handwriting of Gu Kaizhi of the Tang Dynasty on the case, the bookcase is a dozen square end inkstones, the inkstone is full of various colors, the rhino horn pen holder is inserted in the brush of Rulin, there is a row of brushes hanging on the pen holder in the middle, the white jade pen wash is full of water, the other side is a tall firewood kiln vase, sparsely inserted a few plums, the west wall hangs Wang Ximeng's "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", the left and right sides are the couplets made of the words of Wang Xi in the Minan Palace, which reads "The thin shadow is in the window Mei Deyue, Cool clouds are full of bamboo cage smoke", a copper incense burner is displayed next to it, and the curling green smoke exudes the aroma of borneol, and the smell makes people dizzy.

Zhao Qi didn't say much, looked at Zhao Huan with a smile for a while, and picked up Gu Kaizhi's painting for a while, gestured with his fingers, and copied it virtually.

Outside the window, fireworks continue to rise into the night sky, blooming with beautiful flowers, as if in the past. Although the battle on Jingdong Road cast a shadow on the festival, it was only a corner of the worry, and most people were still immersed in the optimism of recovering Bianliang. Even if the Liao people invaded Henan, they first passed through the Tokyo Left-behind Division and the three towns of Henan. Cao Di's Xijing Army has been officially reorganized into the Xiangyang Battalion, shielding the north of Ezhou, the Huaixi Camp newly trained by Liu Guangshi in the east, and the Jiangnan Battalion newly trained by Han Shizhong, so that the Liao Army can no longer easily go south to attack the Liangzhejiang Road and Fujian Road. In general, as the Ninth Five-Year Plan, Zhao Qi can clearly feel the Zhongxing atmosphere.

Although he hated Chen Dong and other ministers from the Li Society, he also admitted that they were the most powerful group of figures since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty. Ever since Wang Wengong presided over the reform of the law and provoked a struggle between the old and new parties in the DPRK and China, there has never been a situation in which ministers belonging to the same party have firmly controlled both the government and the Qing Dynasty. Turning the tide and recovering the Beijing Division, the prestige of Chen Dong, Cao Liangshi, Zhao Xingde and others is even more skyrocketing. Although they are famous and pretentious, there are real capable ministers among them. In the chaotic situation, under the banner of benevolence, righteousness and morality, the emperor was set aside, the old ministers were lynched, and the state and county were jealous. However, even Zhao Qi had to admit that these people played the role of the mainstay, and their diligence was not inferior to that of any famous minister in this dynasty. Chen Dong took advantage of the current situation in Bandang, and he made the people in the council occupy all the key points from the central center to the locality. He has no mercy in rallying all the forces that can be co-opted and squeezing out the "traitorous parties" who are incompatible. Zhao Xingde guided the soldiers to join the army, formulated various rules for selecting and training soldiers, marching and fighting, and taught the soldiers to be loyal, not just a group of reckless men who only know how to charge into battle. Cao Liangshi clarified the powers and responsibilities of officers at all levels, prevented hereditary officers from indiscriminately filling the numbers, unified the banners and military robes of the forbidden army within the scope of his power, and strictly investigated the behavior of eating empty salaries and serving as soldiers. Wu Zilong was stubborn and self-serving, and could not tolerate any criticism, but when he was in charge of the Ministry of Rites, he unprecedentedly and harshly dismissed the mediocre and greedy people, swept away the extravagant atmosphere, and introduced a large number of Qingliu scholars to enrich the government office, and the atmosphere in the DPRK and China was new.

However, the Li Society is not ironclad, as far as Zhao Qi knows, Chen Dong and Wu Zilong are getting deeper and deeper. Although Wu Zilong was forced to pay tribute, he detached himself from it, not only initiating the restatement of the Song Rites, but also echoing the old and distant protégés of the court, satirizing the government and judging the figures, as if he had become the leader of the Qing Dynasty in the world. And today's prime minister, Chen Dong, the former head of the Society, is in an embarrassing situation. Under the pressure of the Shilin Qing Discussion, the Ezhou Imperial Court and the Guanxi of the prefecture and county became increasingly tense, and had to agree to Deng Su's proposal of the "Great Rite Law". Hou Huanyin originally wanted to make a profit, but the Liao army suddenly attacked Jingdong Road, which made him too busy to take care of himself. And Cao Liangshi, Zhu Sen, Zhao Xingde and other independent figures in the society, their attitudes in the "Great Rites Discussion" are also quite intriguing. The Zhao family has been a monk for a hundred years, and if they can take advantage of the situation, they may not be able to regain the authority of the court.

"But, he," Zhao Huan said in a voice as thin as a gnat, "he, he already has a lady." ”

"His family was detained in the Xia Kingdom. I won't let Zhao Xingde go back. ”

Zhao Qi whispered, the light of the bright fireworks casting a shaking shadow on his handsome face. Li Ruoxue's name, he has also heard of it, Zhao Qi had met it in Bianliang's elegant collection back then, and he still had some impressions. It's a talented and good-looking woman, but it's a pity. Zhao Qi shook his head and said in a low voice: "If Zhao Xingde honestly hands over the military power in Henan, the imperial court will let him go back to Guanxi." However, he actually instructed his subordinates to support their own troops, which was a big taboo. As long as the court still wants to subdue the three towns of Henan, it is impossible to release Zhao Xingde back to the Xia Kingdom. Moreover, although the great enemy in front of him is the Liao State, the Xia State may not have good intentions towards our dynasty. Zhao Xingde is different from others, he is familiar with the reality of our dynasty, and his old days are everywhere in the court, and his subordinates are all over the army. If he goes back and helps Xia Guo deal with our dynasty, he is afraid that the harm to our dynasty will be greater, far above the loss of the three towns of Henan. ”

"No," Zhao Huan said in a lost voice, "Mr. Zhao is an upright gentleman, he has no choice but to go out of the Xia Kingdom, let alone help the Xia Kingdom deal with our dynasty." Seeing Zhao Qi looking at herself with a smile, she couldn't care about being ashamed, and defended Zhao Xingde, "If he really had this heart, he should have been precautionary a long time ago, and his subordinates supported him, how could Cao Yue's two ministers easily trap him, and even forcibly change the commander in Bianliang." Her face turned from pink to red, clenched her fists, Zhao Qi saw it in her eyes, she was stubborn and stubborn, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, if there was no case that was revealed, Zhao Xingde was also a scholar appreciated by his father, and it did not involve the balance between the court and the middle, with his father's open-mindedness, he doted on Zhao Huan, and Zhao Xingde may not be impossible to be a princess. It's a pity that providence makes people.

"If the important ministers of the court have the imperial sister who believes in Zhao Yuanzhi so much, it will naturally be fine, but it's a pity, maybe,...... Zhao Xingde became the second Di Wuxiang. Zhao Qi groaned, seeing Zhao Huan's worried look, he smiled slightly, "This situation, if it is dealt with well, is not only a good marriage, but also a God-given ...... to a member of the Great Song Dynasty."

Zhao Huan's face was red and white for a while, listening to the imperial brother's persuasion like this, he hesitated with shame, and his mind was blank.

The silence in the agarwood courtyard is as usual, the excitement of the Lantern Festival outside the palace wall has not yet ended, there is a stone table in the corner of the wall, and two plates of candied fruit and a plate of melon seeds are placed on the table. Several palace maids sat at the stone table, but no one spoke, while looking at the changing fireworks in the night sky, while listening to the bustle outside the palace wall, some people closed their eyes slightly, and their faces showed a yearning look. The deep palace is lonely, that's it. Youth is as short as fireworks, how many purple and red, just like this, withered silently behind the palace wall with one Yuan Night after another. When these palace maids saw that His Majesty had summoned the eldest princess, thinking that she would come back later, and today was the Lantern Festival, they couldn't help but be lazy and casual, and they all stood up in embarrassment and forgave their sins.

Zhao Huan stepped into the courtyard, seeing this scene, her expression darkened slightly, she grew up in the palace since she was a child, and she was used to seeing it, these daughters who had not been in the palace for a long time, I am afraid they are not used to it. She slowed down, trying not to alarm them, but she was still discovered by the vigilant palace maid. She waved her hand and told them to go back to their room and close the door.

"Is this true?" Zhao Huan closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly: "He will be my husband." ”

Her body was soft, her back was against the door, her hands were covering her pretty face, and she felt red. The cheeks are hot, and the shame is even greater. "Zhao Huan, do you want to marry someone like that? He must have reluctantly ......, "Living in the deep palace all the year round, and after being displaced, she has long felt that this kind of happiness cannot come to her." Will he cast a shade like a tree to cover her and protect her from the wind and rain? His heart was filled with anticipation, and Zhao Huan only felt that his chest was hot and swollen. She felt as if she had been thrown into a whirlpool of vertigo. She tried her best to recall his gentle eyes, this was not the Zhao Xingde she saw in Bianliang more than ten years ago, but the eyes of the person who had experienced a lot of ups and downs in Zhao Huan's imagination, in her dream, were still so gentle. "Will he like me?" This simple question made Zhao Huan's heart beat much faster than usual, and his breathing was a little short, as if he would really suffocate if he didn't do so.

She was a little shy to remember her mother's teaching, how can a woman capture a man's heart, but unfortunately she only remembered a little, and most of them didn't listen to it because of her shyness at that time. Most of the princesses of this dynasty are virtuous and courteous, and they don't want to be intimidated by the courtiers and nobles like the princesses of the Tang Dynasty. However, the princess has the dignity of a princess. Zhang Guifei didn't think that her daughter needed to deliberately please any man, she just didn't want any fox to share the favor her daughter deserved in the future. The young daughter was absent-minded, and the mother didn't ask for anything. Now recalling his mother's words, Zhao Huan couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart, and couldn't help but have tears in his eyes, and said to himself: "Mother, I'm going to marry him, he's really good, very good......" The murmuring voice was sweet with sadness, sadness with sweetness.

On this Shangyuan night, a full moon hung in the sky, looking at the countless happy lovers under the moon, and also looking at the countless sad lovers.

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On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, the weather was clear, and the air was filled with the smell of fireworks overnight.

The yellow calendar says that today it is advisable to build a net, break the ground, bury, erect a monument, avoid marrying, and enter the house. Zhao Xingde lived in the Marquis of Wuchang Mansion last night, so naturally he didn't have to worry about it, and what moved him even more was that his friend Zhu Sen learned that he had arrived in Ezhou, and he didn't avoid suspicion and came to visit with wine. When the old friends saw each other, they talked for a long time all night, until the east turned white, and the servants who were waiting next to them beat each other, and the conversation between the two was still strong.

“...... All things in heaven and earth, human beings are born within the constraints of truth. Brother Zhu, the world of the family and the country is a house, the house is decayed, stuffy and uncomfortable, and even collapses, crushing people, if it is muddy, it can only be repaired according to the same gourd, even if the house falls, it can only be rebuilt, and after the years are long, the collapse will still collapse, or even worse than before. If you can understand the reason, it will be better to rebuild this house, not only will it not collapse easily, but it will also make people live more comfortably. ”