Chapter 567: The Longest Night

In an instant, it had been seven or eight days since Li Xian returned to Chang'an City. In the past few days, almost all of his meals have been feasted. The invitations at the head of the house were full of a desk, and the three wives went out at the same time, ranking them from official positions to importance, and finally arranged the schedule all the way to the end of June, not including whether there would be any emergencies in the middle, or banquets that could not be denied.

Looking at the long timetable, Li Xian's face was even more bitter than eating Coptis chinensis. It's true that eating, drinking, and having fun is a good thing, but it also needs to be accompanied by a confidant, this mouth is eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, dancing the dance of heavenly demons in front of him, and the sound of winding beams rings in his ears, but if the guests are all hateful people, the first three things will all be in vain.

Take the previous banquet held by the father and son of the Quan family, if it was really a good banquet, in the end he had to agree to help others with a comprehensive brotherhood. God knows that he doesn't plan to care about this idle matter at all, but Li Ji first looked at him, and then he knew the benefits, so he had to agree against his will-according to his heart, Quan Nanjian just wanted to die, didn't Quan Nanjian just want to die, just fulfill it?

"If only everything could go smoothly in this world!"

Li Xian is naturally not the only troubled person in Chang'an City, however, a person who has the closest relationship with him, who seems to have infinite scenery but is the most troubled, is also turning this absolutely impossible thought. In addition, there is also a long scroll of Li Xian's own book hanging in front of her. However, in the ink-drenched painting, she only stared at the seventeen words in it.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete.

The door of the room was closed, and although there were several ice basins against the wall around it, the windows were open, and the cool breeze blowing from the pool of liquid drifted into the room, turning on the oil lamp, making the flames swaying and swaying, and filling the room with the fragrance of lotus leaves. The four maids all bowed their heads, and the other woman who was grinding ink was also silent. As a result, the woman standing in the middle of the room holding hands became more and more unattainable, but there was a layer of frost that could not be melted on her face that was refreshed in the past.

Empress Wu was thinking about a relative she had seen during the day. She has experienced too many ups and downs in her life for more than 40 years, although she has not been displaced, but that experience is similar to displacement, so she does not have any cronyism like ordinary mediocrities, and most importantly, except for her husband, children, mother and nephew. She has few relatives to recognize. It's just that the kid still has some eyes.

But she has always thought that the so-called appointment of relatives is a move that only the most stupid people will make. So. Empress Lu was defeated; Therefore, Empress Dowager Dou was defeated; Therefore, Wang Zhengjun was also defeated!

Talent she found, and more than one. However, there is no way for her to be of great use in the name of it. Her husband did obey her, but he refused to let go on matters of principle, and this was the best opportunity. The prince certainly respects and is filial to her. But that kind of filial piety and respect is more out of etiquette, and he lived in the East Palace at the age of seven, which made the family relationship between mother and son more likely to be affected by the minister's words. Although her mother is her best support. But. Mrs. Rongguo is capable. It's old after all!

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. This matter is difficult to complete. ”

Empress Wu gently chanted these seventeen words again, and felt more and more that the words were in her heart, and she couldn't help but read them a third and fourth times, until she felt that she had tasted the true meaning of these four words, and she stopped. Turning her head and glancing at the maids around her, as well as Ah Qian, who was concentrating on grinding ink, she lightly commanded:

"Ah Qian stays, you guys go out!"

The four maids did not dare to object at all, and hurriedly withdrew with their hands in their hands, and closed the door again. At this time, Empress Wu slowly came to the window, raised his head to look at the bright moon in the sky and the earth, and suddenly sighed after a long time: "Tomorrow will be fifteen!" ”

Just heard Empress Wu say let her stay, A Qian felt uneasy, at this moment Leng Buding heard these five words, her hand trembled, the ink that was originally well-ground suddenly slipped, and a drop of large and thick ink suddenly splashed out, staining a piece of paper on the desk. At this moment, she was in a panic, but she didn't dare to wipe it with something rashly, but a person who had always been extremely smart stood there and couldn't move.

Empress Wu glanced back and smiled slightly: "Confused? You have always been the most cautious and calm person, and you can't imagine the day when you are in a hurry? I've been wondering, when you and Xian'er are on fire, are you unable to control it, or is he unable to control it? ”

Ah Qian couldn't hold the ink block in her hand anymore, and suddenly dropped all this and knelt down: "The slave maid has indeed been emotional, but she has never done anything bad. ”

"If I didn't know that you hadn't changed your mind, would you have stayed until today?" Wu Houdi's tone suddenly turned cold, and then returned to normal, "You get up, I only ask you today, how is Xian'er and his person?" ”

For such a question, which can be said to be the best answer and the most difficult to answer, Ah Qian suddenly gave birth to endless Juda

Between the lightning and flint, she couldn't weigh the gains and losses carefully at all, so she abandoned all doubts in an instant, gritted her teeth and said something.

"King Yong has a willful time on weekdays, but the decisiveness at the critical moment is cool His Majesty the Queen of Heaven, and it is even more rare to be able to write and martial arts. And King Yong doesn't seem to be interested in the so-called righteousness festival, if he doesn't provoke him, he will never embarrass others. But King Yong also has shortcomings, that is, he is lazy and too affectionate, not that the slave and maid speak ugly, just like an abacus bead, dialing and moving. If he hadn't provoked him, or whipped him hard, he would probably not have moved. ”

At first, Empress Wu just listened to those praises lightly, but after hearing them, she couldn't help but nod. Although the words are vulgar, this is the end of Li Xian's character, that is, she herself, if she hadn't just given birth to such a strange son, she would never have thought that there would be such a strange person in the world. But it's such a son, in addition to his witty words, he also has some real skills, and there is a serious energy in his laziness, although there are too few serious times.

She loves this son's intimacy, and she loves that this son is good at solving her worries, but at the same time, she also loves his laziness and soft-heartedness. If it was a tough son, she would have a headache. On the other hand, she really doubted that if such a son sat in that hot seat, he would reveal his true nature and end up lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

"Do you really believe the words of those shit from the Imperial Doctor's Department?"

Calling it a waste undoubtedly reveals the thoughts of the Empress Wu. Even so, Ah Qian still didn't dare to take it lightly, and after thinking for a long time, he replied: "Although not everyone in the Imperial Medical Department has the means, not everyone is a wine bag and rice bag, especially Qin Heming and Cui Yuanchang. Since Cui Yuanchang dared to sign the medical case, he expected that there was indeed such a possibility. ”

"Since it's going to be fifteen, I'm afraid that Your Majesty's illness will be made public at that time, and Hong'er may not be able to hide from it, so it's better to prepare in advance."

Empress Wu finally diverted the topic and motioned for Ah Qian to step down. When the room was empty, she returned to her desk. Although this is the inner room of the Hanliang Hall rather than the Zichen Palace, there is no bronze mirror or a woman's thing as far as the eye can see, the most conspicuous is the full bookshelf against the wall, which has both the most primitive bamboo slips, as well as the treasure scrolls that have been copied, and the carved books that have just emerged, which look like the pattern of the political affairs hall.

However, sitting in such a study at this moment, Her Majesty the Supreme Queen of Heaven of the Tang Dynasty was thinking about a problem that was incompatible with the environment. After Li Xian came back, he didn't seem to have any intention of resuming his duties as a pastor in Yongzhou, and looking at his posture of avoiding even banquets, it seemed that he was lazy again. And in order to make good use of his laziness, shouldn't he do something in name?

Thinking about it, her eyes suddenly lit up, and the scroll that she was about to put down was re-read by her again. This is a seemingly decent note, but the implication of the signature and the last line is impossible to ignore. The most important thing is that the person who wrote the folds is certainly familiar with the righteousness of the Spring and Autumn Period, and he is even more familiar with her thoughts.

"Such a knower should be of great use!"

And this night, on a small building in the West Pool of the East Palace, a woman sitting in the mirror was in a daze at herself in the mirror. People say that it is a white head overnight, although she has not experienced such a mutation, but every morning when she wakes up, she sees herself in the mirror more haggard and thinner than yesterday, and sees the white hair scrambling out of the green silks, she only feels that the feeling is more sad and crazy.

Xiaolou listens to the wind and rain, sits and watches the sunset, the moon rises and the stars sink.

She finally understood what Li Hong had taught him about these two sentences, she really admired those so-called sages, who could experience so much truth from that kind of lonely and maddening experience, but unfortunately she was not a sage, she couldn't stand it!

She slowly stood up and pulled out brocade clothes from the old clothes box by the wall. While under house arrest, she begged to keep all her old clothes, which became her only consolation. She used to have only four seasons of skirts and dresses in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and these many brocade clothes were all added later, each of which had been worn in front of him, and each of them could be more or less appreciated by him, but now, all this is useless.

The prince is seriously ill! Nothing made her desperate and crazy more than this!

She sat in front of the dresser and gently combed her long hair, which was no longer black, inserted the hairpins that she had never been reluctant to put on her head in a staggered manner, and carefully smeared facial fat on her face, painted lipstick and powder, put on her favorite dress, and then took out a purse at the bottom of the box. It was a purse she had embroidered with her own hands, and it contained a heavy gold bill.

Just as she was about to put the gold coin in her mouth, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her neck, and then fainted.

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