Chapter 15 Revisiting the Old Place and Not Knowing:

Hearing them say this, Yang Hanyue really felt a little overwhelmed, she seemed to be born with an inexplicable fear of the golden palace in the world's mouth.

Yang Hanyue's mind inexplicably appeared in the figure of her father, her father has also broken his heart for himself since he was a child, and now seeing the two elders in front of her who are the same age as her father, how can she directly hurt their hearts.

Yang Yushi saw that she was a little shaken, but she couldn't make up her mind, and continued to add fuel to the fire: "Girl, the old man's family has no choice, the girl agreed!" ”

Yang Hanyue looked at them and remembered all the care they had taken care of herself during this time, and as far as this matter was concerned, she also had part of the responsibility, and replied with her head down: "Okay, I'll just agree." ”

Mrs. Yang began to take out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears and hold Yang Hanyue's hand: "Okay, it's really good." ”

Yang Yushi also smiled instantly, and hurriedly instructed the maid next to him: "Go and report quickly, Yang Hanyue, the concubine of the Imperial History Mansion, will soon enter the palace to participate in the selection of concubines." ”

"Yes, slave and maid will go."

Yang Yushi and Mrs. Yang put their eyes on Yang Hanyue with gratitude: "Miss Hanyue, from now on, you will be our goddaughter, if there is anything in the palace that needs our help in the future, just say it." ”

Yang Hanyue nodded slightly, smiling politely, but she had her own plans, which can be summed up in one sentence: avoid the edge and not be in the limelight.

When the concubines were chosen, many of the royal wives selected from the nobles of the family followed closely behind the chamberlains who came to meet them, and they saw the palace door slowly open, heralding the beginning of their days of living in the golden wire cage.

The wives were dressed in uniform pink bandeau skirts, combed with small and delicate double-ring hanging buns, and the sides of the bun were decorated with golden hairpins.

Directly ahead, the eldest grandson Huiyan passed by here on a phoenix, everyone stopped and saluted, and the eldest grandson Huiyan in the phoenix chariot opened the curtain and glanced at these new royal wives, of course, these new royal wives were all bowing their heads in a proper manner, and no one dared to cross a step across the thunder pool.

"Get on the road." Lifted the gauze curtain, glanced at these delicate wives at random, and rode away.

Yang Hanyue and the new royal envoys came to the Cairen Palace, and the first thing they faced was the teaching of the older aunt in charge of the palace.

Yang Hanyue and many new royal wives stood below in an orderly manner, listening to the teachings of the aunt in charge: "Talents, Cai Nu is your temporary place in the palace, and in the future, which of you can live in the Xianling Palace and Chenxi Palace depends on your respective abilities." ”

"Alright, let's go and rest first! It won't be so easy starting tomorrow. ”

The wives scattered, Yang Hanyue returned to the room alone, and a woman who was reading a book in the room saw her walk in, took her hand and asked, "What's your name?" ”

Yang Hanyue smiled slightly: "Yang Hanyue." ”

"It turns out that you are the daughter of Yang Yushi, and you are really the first talented woman in Chang'an."

It's no wonder she would say this, Yang Qinyue is familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, can write essays at the age of four, and can compose poems at the age of eight, and the name of a talented woman has been around for a long time.

Yang Hanyue is naturally not bad at writing and ink, poetry and books, proficient in poetry, books, etiquette and music at the age of five, and familiar with hundreds of Confucian classics at the age of six.

"Han Yue, be careful everywhere in this palace, don't offend people who don't need to."

"What do you mean?"

Cheng Ziqing pulled Yang Hanyue to the outer pavilion and sat down, pointing to a woman with a bright face in the distance who seemed to be incompatible with them: "See, that is Zheng Jieyu's sister Zheng Shanxue is rude and willful, it's best not to provoke her, otherwise it will be easy to provoke her." ”

Yang Hanyue naturally understands the right and wrong of the palace, of course, the fewer things she knows, the better, which is also the fundamental law of the palace's survival.

"I see."

"Ladies and gentlemen, today I want to have a preliminary understanding of you, in the Book of Poetry for Zhuang Jiang's appearance description has a hand like a soft wattle, the skin is like a cream, followed by black hair, everyone has an understanding of the Western Han Dynasty Empress Wei, because a black hair got the emperor's luck, it can be seen how important a beautiful and slender black hair is for women, black hair is followed by the face, the appearance of the royal wives is first-class, naturally I don't need to say more, but I want to remind you that you can stay if you meet the conditions, Those who do not meet the requirements can go out of the palace and marry on their own. ”

In accordance with the prescribed order, the female officials carefully inspected the hair, jade hands, and skin quality of these new wives, and screened out the so-called survival of the fittest.

The female officer noticed Cheng Ziqing standing next to Yang Hanyue, and her demeanor was so generous that it was difficult to attract the attention of others: "Not bad, what's your name?" ”

Cheng Ziqing took a step forward and came to report to his family: "The courtier's daughter Cheng Ziqing, my father is Annan Du Cheng Hao." ”

However, Zheng Shanxue, who was standing on the side, rolled her eyes at Cheng Ziqing without looking at her, and the female official looked at Cheng Ziqing carefully: "It's a good seedling, come up and play a tune!" ”

Zheng Shanxue saw the opportunity and silently stretched out a foot to trip Cheng Ziqing.

When Cheng Ziqing was about to fall, Yang Hanyue hurriedly stepped forward to support her hairpin, which was in a bun and fell off in an instant, and her jet-black hair fell down, like a fairy like a hibiscus out of the water: "Ziqing, are you okay!" ”

Cheng Ziqing nodded, and the two of them quickly knelt down and saluted: "Lord Si Zhen is angry, and the courtiers are disrespectful in front of the palace." ”

"So unstable, he will see His Majesty every day and will not offend the Holy Might."

When the wives heard the female official at the head say this, Cheng Ziqing suddenly fell to the bottom like the stars holding the moon just now, and Zheng Shanxue on the side was still complacent and proud of her performance just now.

"Well, Nian Zai did well just now, if you can dominate the crowd when you perform the Lingbo dance tomorrow, this matter will be over."

Cheng Ziqing has had a strong self-esteem since she was a child, and the scene in the hall just now and the ridicule of other people undoubtedly hit her self-esteem hard, and she knelt on this splendid palace with a straight waist.

Yang Hanyue carried the food basket and walked into the hall: "Ziqing, get up quickly!" Today's meal includes shortbread, almond crisp, eat something, and let's practice dancing together. ”

Yang Hanyue put the food on the table, and helped Cheng Ziqing get up and sit down: "These delicious foods, eat more." ”

Yang Hanyue looked at her with a smile, Cheng Ziqing was very moved with tears, she didn't expect that there were still people in this palace who treated her sincerely, as the saying goes, it's easy to put icing on the cake, but it's hard to send charcoal in the snow.

Yang Hanyue and Cheng Ziqing walked together to the pavilion of the Cairen Palace, the pavilion has an unobstructed view and beautiful scenery, and it is necessary to practice dance in such a beautiful environment, in the open world.

Cheng Ziqing waved his long sleeves and danced in the pavilion, and the graceful dancing posture made people feel relaxed and happy.

Yang Hanyue herself is worried, Lingbo dance is a must for every new royal wife, and she is no exception. Since she was a child, under her father's devilish training, she can be said to be proficient in poetry, calligraphy, etiquette and music, and she is proficient in all kinds of dances, whether it is soft dance or healthy dance, she can be said to have an excellent dance foundation.

If things really go to the point where things are done as you wish, it is against your original intention.

She danced her dress and danced with Cheng Ziqing, her soft body writhing wantonly, and her dancing posture was light and stretched.

The physical exhaustion made her feel much more relaxed, and she lay on her side on the bed and fell into a sweet sleep.

The wives get up early to dress up and bring their musical instruments to the phoenix terrace, which is the key moment to determine their fate, whether they succeed or turn into a butterfly, this step is crucial.

Yang Hanyue and Cheng Ziqing walked together in laughter, but Zheng Shanxue's mockery was greeted by them: "Oh, isn't this Cheng Cairen?" The loss of honor in front of the palace has not passed, and I don't know what good show will be staged today. With that, cover your mouth and chuckle.

Zheng Shanxue teased her a lot, and the other wives standing behind her also saw that the wind made her look at her as a joke, and they all seemed to point fingers at her.

Cheng Ziqing didn't know how aggrieved she was, but she knew very well what Zheng Shanxue relied on, which also made her even more helpless: "Hanyue, let's go!" ”

Zheng Shanxue saw Cheng Ziqing walking away indifferently, and needed to give her some powerful tastes, so she glanced at one of the royal wives, and the royal wife took a step forward timidly, the forces behind Zheng Shanxue, she couldn't afford to offend, and after a complicated psychological struggle, she stretched out her hand and pushed Cheng Ziqing down.

"Cheng Cairen, how can you walk so carelessly!" Zheng Shanxue stood in front of her, taunted her in a condescending manner, and then walked into the hall without a lifetime.

Yang Hanyue helped her up, and carefully picked up the broken guzheng on the ground and handed it to her.

Cheng Ziqing took the guzheng gently with tears in his eyes, lowered his head and looked at the dilapidated instrument in his hand, tears ran down his cheeks and fell on the zither: "Hanyue, thank you for this ......"

Yang Hanyue saw her concerns in her eyes, smiled and handed the pipa she was preparing to perform to Cheng Ziqing: "I know that your pipa skills are superb, so you must let me feast my ears later." ”

Cheng Ziqing shed tears and held the pipa in his hand tightly: "Thank you, Hanyue." ”

gently wiped her tears, which may be the best ending for herself and Cheng Ziqing, and Yang Hanyue also took this opportunity to solve her worries.

The royal wives walked into the phoenix terrace in the prescribed order, and the female official in charge took a general look to make sure that everyone had arrived, and then spoke: "Etiquette is a woman's must-know skill, and today I will test the etiquette and music of all the royal wives." ”

Cheng Ziqing successfully stayed with a song "Zhaojun's Resentment", Yang Hanyue saw that she finally got what she wanted and was really happy for her, when it was her turn, Yang Hanyue took out Xiao and played it, I don't know whether Xiao himself is not suitable for the playing of the tune, or the person who played Xiao did it deliberately, in short, the blowing was unsatisfactory.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, Cheng Ziqing stood up and told the truth, and for the sake of fairness, the female official in charge asked Yang Hanyue to play a song again.

She was forced to play "Guan Sui" on the piano again, and many people couldn't help but be moved by the sound of the piano, as if outlining a picture of an infatuated woman walking alone to the stream, hoping to see her sweetheart.

At this moment, playing this song reminded her of Yuwen Seungji.

"What you need most to play is true feelings, and you play this wisp of love movingly." Then ask, "What's your name?" ”

After the performance, Yang Hanyue left her seat and slowly knelt down and saluted: "The courtier Yang Hanyue has seen Lord Si Zhen. ”

"But Yang Yushi's daughter, Yang Hanyue, who is known as the first talented woman in Chang'an."

"Qiangossip, Kun gossip, eight-eighty-sixty-four trigrams, hexagram Qiankun has been decided, what should be right about this next link?"

Yang Hanyue smiled slightly: "Lord Si Zhen's upper joint gossip, Kun gossip, eight eight sixty-four hexagrams, hexagram Qiankun has been decided, this next link should be Luan nine sounds, Feng nine sounds, nine hundred and eighty-one sounds, and the sound of Luan Feng and Ming." ”

The chief female officer nodded approvingly: "Very good, knowledgeable, talented and beautiful." ”

In this round of trial selection, Yang Hanyue performed well and won a lot of praise, and the envy, jealousy and hatred in the eyes of all the royal wives surrounded her, but she didn't know that the root cause was planted at this time.

The wives returned to the Cairen Palace, they went to bed early after a tired day, but Yang Hanyue lay on the bed and couldn't sleep, when the sun appeared in the sky again, it was the moment that decided their fate, and no one could say how much bloody rain was staged in this splendid Chang'an Palace.

Yang Hanyue got up and walked to the dresser alone to comb her hair, gently put on a very small tassel and earrings next to her sideburns, and quietly slipped out in a goose-yellow bandeau dress.

Yang Hanyue walked slowly, lowered her head, and pondered the things in her heart. Unconsciously walked to the imperial garden, looked up and saw that he was standing under a tall acacia tree, the branches and buds of this acacia tree are very lush, countless fallen flowers falling down are really very beautiful, the acacia tree means that the year is the acacia, and now his own marriage is there.

At this moment, she looked up at the stars in the sky, recalling their oath in the sea of flowers, this Yuwen Chengji felt that he was very annoying when he was by his side, and he was really worried about his safety when he didn't appear by his side.

It is said that in the former dynasty, the hexagram flower branch is a different kind of blessing to one's sweetheart, although I don't know whether it will work or not. With the mentality of giving it a try, she picked up the flower branch on the ground, held it in the palm of her hand, and after some prayer, threw it backwards.

Li Shimin also happened to look at the moonlight and walked alone in the imperial garden, and Yang Hanyue, who made a vow, attracted his attention, and his steps were a little closer, and he suddenly realized that this was an old friend of his.

Yang Hanyue threw the flower branch on Li Shimin impartially, he stroked the chest that had just been hit, and approached her with the flower branch: "Hanyue, why are you in this palace." ”

Turning his head, there was no one else here, it seemed to be his own delusion.

Li Shimin obviously deliberately avoided her, squatted behind her, and when she turned her head, he suddenly patted her on the shoulder: "Hanyue, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Li Shimin appeared in her sight with a smile, and Yang Hanyue found that it was this gentleman who hated him at first sight, and walked to the side sullenly: "It turned out to be you." ”

Li Shimin noticed that Yang Hanyue was ignoring him, and this feeling seemed to be his hot face and cold ass, but in a blink of an eye, he saw her preoccupied: "How did you enter the palace." ”

Yang Hanyue's sad appearance was obviously incompatible with her delicate appearance, but she behaved even more coldly, and somehow there was a trace of distress in her heart: "Is someone bullying you!" How to hang your head. ”

"Li Jianwei, this time my father asked me to enter the palace to participate in the selection of concubines, you help me, I don't want to be trapped in this golden wire cage for the rest of my life." Although this person seems to be quite unreliable, in this palace, she only knows him, and in this situation she can only make a desperate bet.

Li Shimin didn't expect that many concubines would do their best to meet his favor, but she was unmoved.

"Han Yue, tell me why you don't want to enter the palace as a concubine." Li Shimin put his hand on her shoulder, saw her beautiful eyes, and asked in a low voice.

Yang Hanyue stepped aside and turned around: "I don't want to be the next Mrs. Xuanhua." ”

Suddenly turned around, pulled Li Shimin's sleeve, and pleaded helplessly: "This palace election is going to dance Lingbo Dance, so Li Jianwei asks you to help me." ”

"Hanyue, don't you know how to jump?"

"I have an excellent foundation in dancing, so it's not that I can't dance, but I'm afraid that one mistake will become a thousand hatreds."

She smiled indifferently and walked to the side, dancing her dress, the skirt slowly bloomed, as if it was a delicate flower opening in the wind, and her long black hair was also reflected in the wind swinging, her soft posture and sweet smile were particularly breathtaking.

Li Shimin watched from the side, he had seen many concubines dance Lingbo dance, although each had its own merits, but what really made him feel the beauty of Lingbo was only her, what kind of woman she was, no she didn't understand, no she wouldn't, beautiful and outstanding appearance, elegant temperament, such a woman seems to be born with the urge to have her.