It's just that he didn't expect that in the princess's mansion, Lingxi also prepared a Shen Hui for him, and when he heard that voice at first, he thought that he had really waited for that one ten-thousandth.

Although he was disappointed in the end, since everyone spared no effort to work hard for the emperor's heir, then he, the most critical person, should follow their wishes.

However, he brought Shen Hui back to the palace overnight and canonized the beauty, which provided a conversation point for the community. It's hard to say whether it's a good story, anyway, it is true that Mr. Storyteller made up a joke based on this incident, and Shen Yun was so angry that he vomited blood. Later, when he heard Lu Boyan talk about this, his intestines were about to repent.

Of course, he didn't like Shen Hui much, but at least he could distinguish her from the pile of little ladies, so every time Gao Qinian asked who the palace he was going to, he just answered her casually, which made those little ladies jealous, and secretly arranged the emperor's preference for her, but Shen Hui himself thought that he really had any preference for her.

Jingyi and they can only smile at this, these shallow-eyed little girls, where have they seen what preference is.

Of course, with the joint efforts of everyone, the third prince Xiao Liang was born soon, the biological mother Mu is the granddaughter of the great Situ Mu Xuyao, and her status has been different from others since then, and at this time it is logical that she was promoted to be a virtuous concubine.

At this time, Shen Hui, one of the hottest candidates, was also on the throne of Jieyu, but everyone did not call her Shen Jieyu, but followed the emperor's name with interest and called her Hui Jieyu.

Can you not be interested? Before, a little girl who had just entered the palace accidentally called Shen Jieyu, the emperor looked up at her, but he didn't say anything, but when she turned her face, she was slapped by Gao Gonggong.

Everyone in this palace who is a little older knows that in the emperor's heart, that surname is only worthy of the owner of the Pujia Palace. Yes, he is so eccentric, only she deserves to stand in the clouds with him, and everyone else can only be humbled to the dust.

It's a pity that the Pujia Palace, which has been empty, the owner is not there all the year round, there is only a female official named Begonia in it, and she guards a large box every day more and more Ruyi, Tianhuang, jasper, red sandalwood inlaid with amber, red gold inlaid with glass, everything.

On the contrary, this kind of thing has always been only available in the gift list of the Phixia Hall and the Pujia Palace.

Oh, there is the only exception, that is, when Xiao Li, the son of the concubine, was crowned Jin Anjun, the emperor picked and chose for a long time, and rewarded him with the ruyi that was originally intended to stay in the Pujia Palace, and was ridiculed by the concubine for a long time, saying that he was the most eccentric emperor in history, and he was not annoyed, but he just thought that the horizontal and vertical was rewarded to the winter solstice, and Qingqing originally liked him so much, and he should also be willing.

Of course, this kind of joke can only be made by the concubine, firstly, everyone knows that she is really joking, and secondly, the emperor is only a little patient with the original ones in the East Palace. After all, it is a friendship that has shared hardships and hardships, and has so many memories with her together, even if they have quarreled and scolded each other, cried and laughed, shook hands and made peace, and now they only feel that the warmth of the years is flowing.

Otherwise, even if Hui Jieyu is favored by him to that extent, isn't it still because she burned an old sachet and was slapped to the ground by him, and she couldn't get up for a long time.

Although Lingxi dared to say such things, she didn't care about this now, but was committed to helping the emperor discover the advantages of those little ladies in the harem, such as Concubine Mu Xian, she... Admittedly, she has no characteristics other than being ambitious and loud, not to mention advantages, oh, and having a son, alas, forget about this.

Then Wu Xiuyi, this is a talented girl, born in a noble family, she has also read a lot of books since she was a child, she is good at six arts, especially good at poetry, Jingyi's sister-in-law should also take a fancy to her, thinking about her brother's favor, so she will choose her.

Who knew that she took Wu's poem manuscript and talked to her brother Balabala for a long time, but he just raised his sleeves to cover his mouth, yawned and said, "Well, it's very good." ”

Lingxi was unwilling, and said step by step: "Your Majesty doesn't think that even if it is Qingqing, her attainments in this are not as good as hers?" ”

Hearing her words, Gao Qinian, who was standing beside her, broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that the emperor didn't know how much of a temper he was going to have, who knew that Xiao Cong only glanced at her, took the poem manuscript and thought about it seriously: "Well, that's true, Qingqing can't write this kind of thing." After saying that, he threw the poem to her, "But what does this have to do with me?" ”

A sentence choked Lingxi almost didn't breathe, and after returning to the princess's mansion, it was useless to even have dinner, and Aniwar tried his best to coax her to eat half a bowl of porridge.

But she still doesn't give up, today she will make a dancing girl to show her brother, and tomorrow she will invite a lady to show the emperor, but he is all interested in Shanshan, and after reading it, he praised two sentences of "very good", and there is no follow-up. So there were a lot of gossips inside and outside the palace, all saying that this Yongle princess was too clever, and she had been able to shoot today's sycophants since she was a child, so she got her current status, the same princess, and today's sisters want to let her score three points, and now she is even more shameless, in order to win the king's heart, even some women who are not three or four have done everything possible to get them to send to the emperor.

Let's look at Hui Jieyu, who was born as a palace maid, isn't it the best example.

Lingxi heard this kind of talk a lot, and she would cry in her arms for a while, but she still enjoyed it after that, no matter how ugly it was for others to say.

One day, Xiao Cong dragged Aniwar to drink again, but Aniwar suddenly said: "Your Majesty, that girl Lingxi, don't take those stupid things you did and said those stupid things to your heart." ”

Xiao Cong snorted, "How old are you, and only you still treat her as a girl." ”

Seeing Aniwar smiling, he said again, "Which of those words she said didn't pierce her heart?" If I had gone to my heart, I would have been angry with her. I know that she had such a good relationship with Qingqing at the beginning, and now she may not feel good when she does these things, not to mention that she has to bear the criticism of others, to put it bluntly, she is not a person inside and out, if it is not for the good of me, the living, why bother. Don't worry, I'm not old and confused, and I'm not so ignorant. ”

Aniwar took a sip of wine with a smile and said, "Look at what Your Majesty said, you are in the prime of spring and autumn, how can you say that you are old." ”

Xiao Cong smiled a little dazed: "Really? But I always felt that I was too old to toss and move. After speaking, he took a few sips of wine, and said, "You don't know how much I envy you and Su Huaijin." Anival was also melancholy.

Lingxi was indeed running out of tricks, so that one day on a whim, he even thought about pulling Xiao Cong to participate in the poetry meeting, Xiao Cong happened to be idle in those two days, thinking that if it didn't go her way, she didn't know what to toss again, so she agreed, who knew that as soon as she sat down at the poetry meeting, she heard her whisper, "This woman is too infatuated, why hasn't she married yet?" He followed her eyes and looked over, and saw a little lady who was not young looking at him stupidly, looking a little familiar, and then after being reminded by Lingxi, he remembered that she was the second girl of the Xue family.

At the beginning, Qingqing pointed at her with a fan and said to him: "If you like simple-mindedness, then the girl is not bad." ”

He thought about it, then took her back to the palace, sealed it casually, and said in his heart, this is what you chose for me, don't be angry.

Lingxi was naturally overjoyed, and then forced him to go to the poetry meeting twice, played a few games of polo, the last time on the polo field, when a little girl passed by him, the hairpin was blown to the ground by the horse, the breeze blew up her soft and smooth hair, brushed his cheeks, he thought about it, and brought her back to the palace, every time she stroked her hair, she could sleep well.

But after that, when Lingxi wanted to pull him to do these things, he refused them all.

Enough, they want the emperor's heir, Xiao Liang has been born, and Hui Zhaorong has another one in his belly. Lingxi wanted to find someone to be desirable for him, and he also chose two in front of her, okay, no matter how much, Qingqing was really going to be angry.

Speaking of which, the only person who really understands him over the years is Su Huaijin.

At least he has never forced him to take a concubine, when someone is dismissed for this kind of thing, everyone next to him is pleading, but he is silent, only looking at them with a "you deserve" expression, and he is also very relieved to watch from the sidelines.

And when everyone was confused about the grand palace banquet that was suddenly added on the seventeenth day of the winter month every year, he always appropriately hinted that this was all harmless, so that those officials who beep all day long should shut up appropriately, and don't always make the emperor unhappy.

Also, every time the palace banquet arrives at the Moon Festival, everyone drinks and drinks, and suddenly they can't find the emperor, and he also knows that it doesn't hurt to say a word to everyone, and then calmly wraps a few pieces of osmanthus cake that must be present during the banquet, and walks slowly to the Pujia Palace, drinking with him to watch the moon, and chatting about some interesting things about Qingqing's childhood.

Of course they didn't know that at that time, Shen Yun also held Sijun to look at the moon in Gusu, thousands of miles away, and scolded while watching: Look at what wishes you big fool make, this time it is really a thousand miles together, but I still know that even if I try my best, I will eventually go back to see you, but you may not know that I am still in the world, how bitter my heart should be.

In a flash, it was another year or two before the expiration of the national mourning, and Lu Boyan finally felt that Shen Yun's body had been recuperated enough to barely withstand the fatigue of one or twenty days of travel, so he took her and Sijun to buy a boat and go north.

Shen Yun didn't say it, but he also thought sadly in his heart, the bracelet that couldn't be redeemed seemed to imply the time when she and Cheng Ze couldn't go back, at that time, he was already a beauty in his arms, and he was also getting weaker, why bother stirring up a pool of waves again?

So when she went back, she just wanted to see him again. Over the years, she has almost relied on this little obsession to support herself, only to know that she is still not free and easy after all, and she still can't let go.

Lu Boyan also felt a little guilty about this, if he hadn't drunk wine on the day of his death and went back too late, Ah Yun's body might not have been damaged so far, although he had no love for her, but after getting along for a long time, he had already regarded her and Sijun as relatives, after all, with them, he still felt that he had a home.

So when Ah Yun proposed to return to Beijing early in the morning, he tried his best to stop her, and he didn't dare to let her take this risk.

At the beginning, it was because of his letter that he was anxious to reunite with him, despite the fact that he was still ill, and he died soon after arriving in Kyoto.

He couldn't describe his remorse and pain, so he couldn't let Ah Yun repeat her mistakes again.

Looking back at that time, he was still a high-spirited young man.

At that time, he was only twenty-five years old, and he had already won two yuan, and his edge was close to the young and promising right minister, so when he was waiting for the palace examination, he sent two letters in a row, urging his beloved wife to come to Kyoto to reunite with him.

At that time, he felt that the champion and the first were already in his pocket.

Xiwei should also be reluctant to brush him, so he ignored his illness and struggled to come, but the night before his palace test, he died suddenly.

Cherish the little, cherish the little, without you, what is the point of me wanting these false names.

It's just that Su Huaijin was still sighing to Xiao Cong at that time, "This Lu Boyan is a talent, why didn't he come to the palace test." ”

Xiao Congzheng was annoyed by what Shen Yun told him about the allusion to the Grace Order, so he said casually, "What kind of talent are these people who can't figure it out." ”

Su Huaijin thought about it, but it was the same, so he crossed out his name.

After that, Lu Boyan did not return to his hometown, but buried his regret on a barren mountain on the outskirts of Beijing, he couldn't bear to let her suffer from the fatigue of the boat and car, not to mention, she left, his soul had no place to return, and there was really no difference if he couldn't return to his hometown.

Later, he wandered around, and met an old man on the Guangli River, not to say that he had a wisdom root, to accept him as an apprentice, but also to claim to be the enlightenment master of the imperial doctor, Lu Boyan also felt that he had better learn another skill, so he readily agreed.

At that time, they were really young.

Shen Yun doesn't know much about Li Xiwei, but he can almost get a glimpse of the whole picture from Lu Boyan's words, and he always sighs, why does God love to play tricks on these lovers so much? Then he thought of her Chengze, after so many years, even if he hadn't found his body, he was afraid that he would have died a long time ago.

In the past, he once said that when he thought that she might go first, he was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and he couldn't help himself, but now it seems that she really left first, so is he a new love like Lu Boyan, or like Lu Boyan, who doesn't care about anything, can't see other women in his eyes, occasionally hangovers, and finally keeps chanting the "Half-Dead Tong"?

"It's all wrong. What is the same thing?

After the sycamore was half dead and the frost was cleared, the white mandarin duck lost its companion and flew.

The grass on the plain, the dew is at the beginning of the day. The old habitat and the new hill are two dependent.

Lying in the empty bed listening to the rain in the south window, who will pick up the lights and mend clothes at night? ”