It is said that the spring rain is as expensive as oil, but sometimes it will be unexpectedly the next one, and it will always cause people to worry.

Empress Changle sat quietly at the window, staring at the spring rain falling from the top of the eaves, ticking and ticking, like a broken string of beads.

A few maids held pu fans, and lightened their hands and feet to drive away a few mosquitoes that buzzed and flew to report the summer.

Recently, there has been no major incident in the DPRK, only I heard that the superintendent of the imperial history Gao Yang has the intention of rebellion, but the secretary of the criminal department has also put him in prison and is trying the case, and everything is going well.

Empress Changle closed her eyes gently.

A cool air came into the room through the window, and the smell of earth was everywhere when I breathed in.

The old queen suddenly remembered her childhood, when her favorite thing was rain, and if she heard the sound of rain at night, she would have a good night's sleep.

The old eunuch walked lightly, ran close with dusty steps, knelt in the queen's ear and whispered something.

Empress Changle, who closed her eyes and recuperated, nodded slightly, "Call her in." ”

After a while, Li Ronghe walked in under the leadership of the old eunuch, the queen did not open her eyes, but raised her hand, and the maid immediately understood, and brought a small pestle to put next to the beauty couch where the queen was lying, and invited the county lord to sit.

Li Rong sat down with the past, took the fan in the hand of one of the maids, and drove away mosquitoes for the queen.

Nothing to say for a long time.

When the queen finally rested enough, she slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw her eldest granddaughter, her eyes were a little loving, and she reached out to brush her hair, "Ronghe is here." ”

Li Ronghe should be well-behaved, leaned his head lightly on the queen's shoulder, shook her arm gently, and said coquettishly, "The imperial grandmother has not summoned Rong He into the palace recently, Rong He really misses his grandmother so much, so he can only come here on his own initiative." ”

Empress Changle smiled and patted her hands, "Okay, it's my grandmother's fault, I really shouldn't have forgotten my precious granddaughter when I was busy with political affairs." ”

Li Ronghe pursed his lips and smiled, and continued to sell well when he got cheap, "Yes, where can those little excerpts have granddaughters who know how to be warm and cold?" ”

She leaned closer to the queen's ear and whispered, "Although grandmother has forgotten Ronghe, Ronghe is always thinking about you." A few days ago, my brother wrote a letter saying that he found the original Wei Shu that his great-grandfather presided over the revision in Suizhou, and as soon as Rong He just got it, he sent it to you non-stop. ”

When Empress Changle heard this, she was immediately overjoyed and surprised, and the whole person sat up, grabbed Li Ronghe's hand and trembled, "You, are you talking about the Wei book that your maternal great-grandfather's father transcribed in the third year of Yongchang?" ”

"Exactly."

Li Ronghe said, and smiled kindly at the old eunuch who was following the queen, "Yan Xie is waiting outside the palace, and he is bothered that Gonggong Chen will bring the scroll in his hand to the imperial grandmother." ”

The old eunuch lowered his eyebrows and said yes, and ran out in broken steps.

When Empress Changle heard that her father's handwritten book had been recovered, she couldn't sit still anymore, so she simply stood up from the beauty couch, looked out, and looked forward to it.

After a while, the old eunuch walked in again with a scroll-like object.

Empress Changle hurriedly took a few steps forward to greet her, and at a glance, she recognized that this was the book that her father had personally transcribed when he was a pillar country.

At that time, in order to develop the country's book collection, my father asked the emperor to borrow books from the people at the price of two taels of silver, and then return them to the people after being repaired and updated by the secretary.

At that time, there was endless debate in the court about this matter, and many military generals spoke out against it, they thought that the price of borrowing books for two taels of silver was too much and not worth it, and the emperor was also quite hesitant after hearing it, so he refused to approve this advice.

The father was immediately furious, and even disregarded the emperor's face, and scolded the generals in court for not knowing the preciousness of books, and then paid for the first batch of books to "borrow" from the people for the imperial court, and personally revised and transcribed the first book - the book presented in front of him.

Thinking of this period of the past, Queen Changle couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in her heart.

When her father wrote this book, she was still in the boudoir, and she didn't expect to see her again in a few decades, and she was already in her last years.

Empress Changle trembled and stretched out her hand, stroking the two big characters "Wei Shu" on the book cover.

She was a little older than her father was when she wrote this.

And my father is long gone.

Empress Changle flipped the pages of the book.

It was my father's handwriting.

It wasn't just my father's handwriting.

Every word makes the book indescribable in the time of the change of the two dynasties.

Empress Changle suddenly felt itchy and warm on her face, and raised her hand to touch it, only to find that she had already burst into tears.

The room was silent, only the sound of rain outside the window was ticking, crisply dripping on the bluestone pavement under the eaves.

Empress Changle wiped her tears with her sleeve, smiled reluctantly, and waved her hand to the eunuch, "Take it to the study." ”

The old eunuch should be, took the book and bowed backwards and left.

The queen turned around and pulled Li Ronghe, and her tone softened more and more, "Ronghe really has a heart." ”

Li Ronghe lowered his head, seemingly a little embarrassed, "Rong He just mentioned it by chance, and it was my brother's credit to find a book or something." ”

The queen smiled and nodded, "Mu'er also has a heart, and when he comes back, I will definitely reward him well." ”

Li Ronghe smiled and pulled his grandmother to sit down, and gently rested his head on the queen's shoulder, "That granddaughter should remember it for her brother, so that the imperial grandmother will not forget." ”

The queen laughed, "This book is placed in my study, and when I read it every day, I think of it every day, and my grandmother will never forget it this time." ”

Li Ronghe hummed softly, leaning on his grandmother for a long time without saying a word, just looking at the rain outside the window became more and more distracted.

"Grandmother, when do you think the rain will stop?" Li Ronghe suddenly asked.

The queen had a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, and she was in a very relaxed mood at the moment, "The spring rain won't last long, maybe tomorrow." ”

Li Ronghe sighed lightly, as if he was sad, "The rain has stopped, and it will be the season of willow catkins in the sky." ”

The queen nodded, and couldn't help but be curious, "Why do you sigh when you talk about catkins?" ”

Li Ronghe bit his lip, his tone was a little sad, "I just remembered Uncle Sanhuang." Rong He remembered that in previous years, every time there was a season of catkins, Uncle Sanhuang's body was somewhat unpleasant, and Rong He heard two days ago that it seemed that Uncle San's state this year was a little worse than in previous years......"

The queen was also taken aback when she heard this, "He's sick?" ”

Li Ronghe nodded lightly, his voice like a mosquito, "It seems to be sick...... I can't even go back to Shudi. ”

Hearing that her son was seriously ill, Empress Changle's brows suddenly furrowed, "For such a big matter, why didn't Jin'er come to tell me?" ”

"Probably because I'm afraid you're worried......" Li Ronghe hesitated, gritted his teeth, simply stood up and knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Queen Changle, and tears also appeared in his eyes.

Queen Changle was startled, and was about to help her, "What's the matter?" ”

"Grandmother."

Li Ronghe's voice carried a hint of crying, "Forgive my granddaughter for being disrespectful to the third uncle, but my granddaughter is really worried about this matter every night, and now I have to tell you." ”

Empress Changle looked at her in surprise, "What's the matter?" ”

Li Ronghe cried, "The day before the third uncle fell ill, my granddaughter actually had a dream......

She burst into tears like rain, "My granddaughter dreamed that the third willow tree on the left side of Changning Street died. ”