Chapter 3: Begonia flowers bloom with slight frost on sideburns
The wick had crackled a few times, the wind and snow had soaked through the outside of the house, and it was already very bright.
I remembered that when I entered the palace at a young age, I had seen the majesty of His Majesty.
I was only a teenager at the time.
I saw a woman sighing, sitting on the fence next to the pond and looking sad.
I thought she was about my age, so I said.
As soon as he entered the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea, and Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on. It's time to let go of the girl's past. ”
The man twisted the silk handkerchief in his hand, wiped the corners of his eyes, and said angrily.
"You kid, what do you know?"
It was heard by His Majesty who had just passed by. He didn't blame me, but only asked me which family I was, and told me to come to the palace often in the future. At that time, I didn't know his identity, and I still said wildly.
"What's good in the palace, it's not as easy as my Zhongcheng Mansion."
His Majesty laughed no.
Now I understand how ridiculous it is when I am young and ignorant.
Outside, the white cloth is flying, the north wind is blowing, and the snow is flying obliquely in front of you, like a shocking fireworks.
This continuous splendor, which lasted for three days.
Almost that night, the news of His Majesty's death was blocked, and the rest of the people were all guarded outside the door and were not allowed to enter or leave.
At the same time, dozens of ministers were summoned to the palace. His Majesty's Tiger Fu Jade Seal is in hand. In addition, in the previous three months, it was quite a political achievement. Therefore there was no objection, and there was no turmoil.
A testament. The only child, Zhihe, was the crown prince, and I ascended the throne as the queen mother, assisted the young emperor, hung the curtain and listened to the government, and the young emperor gave the name Hongyi.
I think I probably understand what Your Majesty means, and you should always pay attention to your own conduct and demeanor.
I remember the first time I saw Hongyi.
The little face is white and round, the eyes are transparent, so clean, it doesn't look like a child who grew up in a deep palace.
I crouched down to look at him.
Black curly horned small head, pale yellow robe. There is a small jade belt across the waist, but it has a bit of the luxury of the crown prince.
I asked.
"Xiao Hongyi is going to be the emperor, aren't you happy?"
"Like my father?"
"Hmm!" I straightened his collar.
He thought about it.
"I'm not happy. My original name was Zhihe. ”
I knew it was his mother's name for him.
"The crane is the name of the child, and when I grow up, I will call it Hongyi."
He was silent, turned and walked away.
I got up and said with a smile.
"The little crane is moving." Aren't they the same people? is tied to a position that he is unwilling to do, but he can only try his best to defend it.
He stood still, with a small back, I seemed to be able to see the elegance of his growing up, and the world on his shoulders.
I hope he can always stand tall like this.
It was as if I had foreseen a lot of the future.
He didn't look back, the long-staircase gallery was red, the palace eaves were anti-space, and the painting was a prison from then on.
He hesitated.
"Should I call your queen mother in the future?"
"It's okay if you're reluctant for the time being, the young crane is destined to be the future Son of Heaven Hongyi, the Ninth Five-Year Honor."
I walked up to him and saw the child's eyes red.
I crouched down, picked up a handkerchief and wiped his face, not knowing how to coax him.
"There are good pastries in Funing Palace, shall we go there?"
"From now on, Xiaozhihe will call me my eldest mother in front of people, and call me sister later, okay?"
……
He gradually stuffed his hand into my palm, and his little hand was delicate, and I led him to the Funing Palace.