Invade the night luan to open the mirror, welcome the winter pheasant to offer the fur. The ministers are all half drunk, and the Son of Heaven is worrying

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The banquet was held for three times, and Yan Yan laughed, and Xizong gradually drank too much because he was in a good mood.

The etiquette system was initially decided, the wine banquet was cumbersome, the official in charge of ceremonies held a pot of wine in the jue, and the Xixia envoy bowed down to thank him.

Xizong tried his best to talk about the scene with a focused appearance, but his eyes slid over him, and he couldn't help but look at Concubine De. Concubine De frowned, pursed her lips and smiled, and gave Xizong a cup from afar, and began to pour herself a drink.

After the envoy finished a cup, he did not sit down, and saluted respectfully: "In the past, my emperor returned from Beijing, the road was small, and his life was in danger, but fortunately a woman rescued him. Due to the rush of time, they were separated without asking in detail. My emperor has always been grateful for this kindness, and I also ask your majesty's permission to find this woman with the heart of my emperor's fist. ”

After speaking, he respectfully presented a letter. It was written by Li Renxiao himself.

Such a trivial matter, Xizong was full of promises, and motioned to Hu Han to submit the letter.

In order to show his attention, he opened the letter in public, read it carefully, and handed it to Hu Han for collection. The Western Xia envoy thanked him and returned to his seat.

As soon as Xizong raised his hand, he started to play, danced more and sang with him, he turned his head and made a happy gesture to the messenger, holding it up to compose, everyone thanked him, and began to eat.

Halfway through the singing and dancing, Xizong unintentionally found that Wan Yanliang's position was vacant, he looked around left and right and saw no figure, and asked Hu Han sideways: "Where is General Wan Yanliang?" ”

Hu Han looked around: "I must have gone out to sober up." The small ones go and see. ”

The green shade is intense, and a long path of pines and cypresses sandwiches the road, only in the breeze, casting speckled sunlight, changing with the swing between the branches and leaves. After walking for a while, Wan Yanliang gradually felt sweaty, and some of the things that were dormant in his heart were exposed to the scorching sun, and they seemed to be even more ready to move.

He remembered that yesterday he ignored the obstruction of his close ministers, left today's feast and the courtesy of the envoy of Western Xia, and insisted on going to Liaoyang, and a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth.

As it is, it is the most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty, and it has to be repaid for how long it is owed.

And his cronies, Wan Yanyong, who was on the way back, heard the news and didn't know how to travel day and night, so he galloped away without getting off the saddle.

There seemed to be no end to the long path, he turned a fork in the road, and the two palace ladies stood on their sides and saluted, and when he was gone, he continued to walk. The fork in the road is a flower path, and after two turns, a lotus pond appears in front of you. The lotus flowers in June are the time when they are abundant and graceful.

He stood in the lotus pond, the wind brought the fragrance of lotus, as far as the eye could see, a piece of green, undulating.

In addition to the specially transplanted ancient trees in this palace, there are many of them are slightly thin, far away, a red-dressed palace man came with lotus leaves, probably because the sun is too poisonous, and the big lotus leaves cover most of his face.

She came all the way from the flower path, red clothes and green leaves, but there was some red, fat, green and thin artistic conception. She walked carelessly, Wan Yanliang glanced at it, felt interesting, and couldn't help but follow quietly. The woman got closer and closer, and the figure, his heart beat wildly.

It's her? No, it won't, how could she enter the palace, how could she be here. He wanted to step forward, his feet seemed to be a little stiff, was it so easy? The woman who always appeared in his dreams at midnight, the woman who was wise and interesting, the woman he had been looking for but had been silent.

It's so easy to reunite with yourself.

He pressed the wild beat in his heart, and was about to pass, but he didn't know where to run out of Han Han with a sweaty face in front of him: "Lang Jun, Lord Lang is looking for you everywhere." ”

He pushed away the Han who was blocking in front of him: "Get out of the way!" ”

The flower path is secluded, where there are any figures. Is it an illusion, no. He was stubborn, he had to figure it out, regardless of the scorching sun, he crossed the overwhelmed Hanhan, and went straight to the opposite side of the lotus pond, there was nothing, he looked around, and came again, that night, he had a premonition that he stood on his horse.

He stood for a long time, and then Han came forward, wiping his sweat and saying cautiously: "Lang Jun, it's hot and ...... hot."

"Let's go." He was too lazy to listen to his ramblings, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly stood still, turned his head and looked at it carefully, only to see a lotus leaf thrown by the pool, the new leaf had not yet withered, apparently he had just picked it up, and reached the tip of his nose.

Fragrant.

Wan Yan Liang returned to her seat, the banquet was nearing the end, and there were dancers leaving one after another, Concubine De's footsteps were slender, lingering on the side of the king, her eyes were flowing, her cheeks were red, and she was obviously a little overwhelmed.

Wanyan Liang returned to his seat and toasted, Xizong laughed and responded, he was in a good mood today, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of joy that could not be hidden.

Jian Wei squatted in the bush for a long time to make sure there was no sound outside, and then cautiously poked her head out. She was glad in her heart, fortunately she watched the road in time, otherwise she would have fallen into the hands of this guy today.

The sun is scorching and hot, and there was no sunscreen in ancient times, so it's no wonder that these people wear so much on hot days. Fang was frightened by Wan Yan Liang, she was a little frightened, and ran back to Changchun Hall with her dress in one hand and the sun in the other.

When I returned to the house, I poured half a pot of herbal tea before I recovered. She threw herself on the bed, but fortunately the room was cool, otherwise how could she live in the cold winter and hot summer.

Now the situation of Chunhua is much better, and her efforts are in vain, and she finally saved her life. Otherwise, she has become a substitute for herself in this way, and I don't know how much conscience blame she will suffer.

The palace was quiet for the time being. I heard that Zhao Jingu arrived at Yongshou Palace, and the queen ordered the imperial doctor to heal her, and she got better.

Everything is already fine, except for today's unexpected meeting of Wan Yan Liang. She decided to plan to wait for Yan Yong to come back and ask him to take her out of the palace, she would rather find a remote mountain forest to live in seclusion and wait for him than suffer these living sins in this palace.

As for that plan for Concubine De. Jian Wei smiled, the wicked have their own wicked grinding, and today she has already suffered from her sharpness. The rest, since it didn't hurt anyone, forget it for now.

She thought about it properly, the heat was up, her head was dizzy, she fell asleep unconsciously, she had a nightmare in a daze, she woke up suddenly, and thought about the scene in the dream, but it was blank, and she couldn't think of anything.

There was a soft knock on the door twice, and she said, "Come in." ”

Jian Ju came in with a small box: "Niang Niang said that this was sent in by General Wanyan." Janeway wanted to ask something, she didn't seem to want to say more, and left the room after handing over her things.

Because Fang had a dream and felt uneasy, Jian Wei saw that she was gone, and hurriedly opened the box, which was only a letter, without those imaginary broken arrows and the like, and she settled down.

The letter was simple, with a few pennies. The handwriting is elegant and graceful, and the words are like their people.

In the letter, she was to the effect that her mother was seriously ill and needed to return to Liaoyang immediately to serve her illness, and told her to stay in the palace and be well-behaved.

When she saw the word well-behaved, she couldn't help but chuckle, she really treated her like a child.

Isn't it true that when all men fall in love with someone, they become extra attentive and good teachers. There were ripples in her heart, and when she thought of his mother's illness, she didn't know what the situation was, and her mood was a little heavy.

She tried hard to recall her historical knowledge, but she really had no impression of the birth and death year of this master of wisdom, Li Hongyuan.

I can only pray silently, hoping that it is not now.

Under the letter was a carefully folded cloth bag, which she gently opened, and it turned out to be an agoda, bright red in color, and it also had a name known to the world, red beans.

Yagda is the name of the locals of the Khing'an Mountains. Wanyan Yonghan has a deep foundation in Chinese studies, and of course he knows Wang Wei's warm and affectionate poems.

Red beans are born in the south, how many branches are sent in spring? May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely.

Statements, questions, invocations, affirmations.

One poem, four sentences, four expressions, how tossing and turning, deep compassion.