"Uncle, the younger generation and the master have learned the way of health preservation, and the younger generation has dredged the meridians for the uncle."

Li Nian helped his father to lie down on the bed, brought warm water, and wiped his father's hands and face in person.

Jiang Yao wrapped Deyu's feet in a hot towel, and Li Nian wanted to grab it, "Let the foolish brother do it." ”

Jiang Yao shook his head, "I massaged my uncle's foot acupuncture points, which helps relieve fatigue. ”

Li Xiang sighed and said, "Yao'er, your parents have no blessing to enjoy your ability, and your uncle borrows Yao'er's strength." ”

Li Xiang fell asleep unconsciously, and the two brothers left lightly. There were guards on duty in the courtyard, and Li Yu returned to his room to rest.

Li Nian cleaned up the room and invited Jiang Yao to rest. Li Nian did not buy a house alone, and the second house in the front hall was at the disposal of the couple.

Jiang Yao walked slowly on the gravel road, with bamboo forests on both sides, and the bamboo shadows were mottled.

The bright moon hung high, the sword light locked the shadow, and the willow leaf drew the sword and danced. When parting, he kissed deeply, and the willow leaves seemed to carve him into his mind.

Willow Leaf, where are you? Five years later, Jiang Yao returned here again, and this was originally Baochuan's boudoir.

Entering the snow cave in the house, there is a clay bottle on the case, offering a few peonies, a teacup of tea, and an ink painting white silk tent.

Things are different from people, and the furnishings in the house have not changed from before, but the people who live here have dispersed.

"Childe." Huansha was doing needlework in the middle, and when she heard Jiang Yao coming in, she hurriedly brought the hot water from the charcoal fire. Li Nian specially transferred Huansha to serve Jiang Yao.

"You go and rest."

The person in front of him is handsome and dazzling. After all these years, the young lady doesn't know how beautiful it is.

Seeing Jiang Yao thinking of Miss, Huansha couldn't help but burst into tears, Huansha rubbed her eyes with a handkerchief, and hid in the back room.

What a loyal girl, Jiang Yao sighed, a few years ago, he deliberately teased her and deliberately made her angry.

At five o'clock the next morning, Li Xiang wore a purple court robe and a goldfish belt around his waist, preparing to go to court.

Jiang Yao also got up early, in fact, the two of them didn't sleep for a while, he and Li Yu accompanied the prime minister into the palace together. The days were long in the summer, and the three of them walked out of the house, and the sky was already bright.

The branches of the locust trees on both sides of the street are adorned with clusters of small white flowers, wafting with a faint fragrance of flowers. One after another, the birds chirped and the cicadas chirped, singing the dawn and singing the sunshine.

"Virtuous nephew, don't dislike the old man for being verbose, come to the house and walk around the house more." Li Xiang repeatedly instructed Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao admired this elder, "Uncle, the little nephew will definitely visit the door from time to time, if the uncle doesn't dislike the little nephew." ”

Jiang Yao agreed. A few days later, Li Nianzi went to Hedong to take up his post.

After Tang Wuzong ascended the throne, the side concubine Guo was named Concubine Guo Shu, and one of the Liu family was promoted to Concubine Liu De, but Wang Meiren was not promoted to the concubine position, and the position was vacant.

Wang Meiren is still favored, the rain and dew cannot be evenly wet, and other concubines often complain about the inevitable.

Wang Meiren lives in the Mingguang Palace. When Wu Zong was the prince, the food and clothing of each mansion of the sixteen princes were purchased and configured by the inner chamberlain, and now the expenses of the concubines are comparable to those of the palace.

The window drawers of the Mingguang Hall are all pasted with glow and shadow yarn, and they look like smoke from a distance. The bed tent sprinkled with golden flowers in big red, and the golden silk nanmu stepping bed.

The ground is paved with lotus-shaped floor tiles, and if Wang Meiren walks barefoot on it, it is like a lotus step by step.

Xiao Baojuan, the Marquis of Dongdu, gave his favored concubine Pan Yu'er back then, and used gold pieces to create lotus flowers and lay them on the ground, Pan Yu'er walked on it, and the fairy went down to earth to give birth to lotus step by step.

Tang Wuzong is a Ming monarch, and Wang Meiren is not an arrogant and lascivious Pan Yuer.

On this day, Wu Zong finished handling government affairs and went to Mingguang Hall to rest at night as usual. The beauty prepared delicate side dishes such as foie gras and duck paws, and accompanied Wu Zong to drink two glasses of sake.

Wuzong likes to go to Wang Meiren, he is different from Wenzong, Wenzong is elegant. Wu Zong is willing to run outside, make friends with all kinds of people, and do not stick to formalities.

The beauty Kabuki was born, and there are many less etiquette constraints, and she is at ease in her martial arts. Of course, beauty, beauty and talent are also the focus of being favored.

"How old is Princess Langning?" Wu Zong thinks about it and doesn't know, it's a big girl anyway.

"Your Majesty, today's imperial sister-in-law and concubines said that the princess is in poor health." Princess Langning is the daughter of Wenzong.

"Didn't pass on the Imperial Doctor?"

"The doctor doesn't get better when he sees it."

"What disease? The national Zhang Huang list is looking for famous doctors. "Wu Zong is in a hurry, his brother's daughter, he has an obligation to take care of it.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, listen to the concubine's explanation, you go down." The beauty sent the maid away.

The beauty moves, Princess Langning is sick and there is something hidden. Wu Zong pushed away the cup and listened quietly.

"A few days ago, the imperial sister-in-law was not in good health, and the princess went out of the palace to burn incense and pray for her mother, and she fell ill when she came back." Wu Zong frowned, thinking that her prelude was too long.

The princess's personal maid said that she met a stunning son on the road, and the princess recited two lines of poetry. After returning to the palace, the princess didn't think about tea and dinner, and she was sick. ”

The beauty looked at Wu Zong's face, and Wu Zong motioned to her and continued, "This is what the imperial sister-in-law and the concubine said, and the imperial sister-in-law also said that please ask Your Majesty to choose a son-in-law for the princess." ”

Where is this real disease, the girl grows up, the spring boudoir love, the lovesickness is. Human nature, he is the master of his niece, who dares to say no.

"It's a big deal, you just say no, it's over, and it's going around in such a big circle." Wu Zong was relieved, and his heart disease was cured with heart medicine.

"Your Majesty works hard for state affairs every day, and the concubine doesn't want to worry His Majesty about the affairs of the harem again. However, His Majesty's choice of a son-in-law for Langning is a happy event in the harem. ”

Who is this stunning boy who makes Langning's heart flutter at a glance? What kind of character made Langning look at him in the crowd and become lovesick?

Chang'an City has a population of one million, and the stunning son is dressed up and has a characteristic appearance. According to the description of the maid, riding a red horse and wearing red clothes, her hair fluttering, looking back and smiling, she is peerless.

Wu Zong's face was thoughtful, "Your Majesty doesn't know this person?" ”

"Could it be him?" Wu Zong said to himself, and Wu Zong immediately passed on Li Tong's preparations for the hunt. The beauty is strange that she just talked about the princess marriage, and suddenly turned to hunting?

Princess Langning is fifteen years old and has just reached the end of her life. Wenzong advocates frugality, so he never spoils even girls.

Princess Langning's boudoir does not have the luxury of the boudoir of the princely and aristocratic girl's house. Neat and smart.

Pink bed curtain, Ronning dressed in a pink leno, crooked on the bed, holding a white silk thread embroidered sachet with gold thread.

Langning was so worried that he couldn't speak, and he didn't know who the son's surname was, and where to find it in the vast sea of people.

The father and the emperor died, and the emperor's uncle had all the opportunities. Even his mother can't tell her directly.

The palace maid had just picked back the flowers, and the petals were still covered with dewdrops, and the delicate flowers replaced some of the failed flowers.

Langning got out of bed and took the remnants of the flowers that the palace maid wanted to discard. Like flowers, beautiful like water, flowing years.

I am twenty-eight years old, and my youth is just right, but the flowers are not red for a hundred days, youth is fleeting, and my face is easy to age.

Yuan has Zhixi and Lan, and Si Junzi Xi did not dare to speak.

The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king.