、、、、、、、、、、 Chongsheng Temple, located in the southwest corner of Chongde Fang, was built by a prince of the previous dynasty. The inside is full of pavilions and pavilions, rockeries and clear waters, and it is one of the several famous big temples in Beijing.

There's a reason why Mrs. Du is here. Because this place is not only a big place, the environment is elegant and clean, the most important thing is that the lights here are very famous, and the monks have to eat well, which is the favorite place for celebrities and nobles in Beijing.

Chongsheng Temple has a large garden, where most of the lanterns carefully made by the monks are hung. Looking down from the high pavilion in the middle of the garden, you can see everything in the garden that is basically brightly lit. Madame Du hid in a narrow and dark room on the top floor of the Scripture Pavilion, wrapped her fur cloak tightly, and stood quietly in the small window to look down. The darkness of the night covered her tightly.

She saw a group of men dressed as scholars pretending to come in from the northwest gate of the garden, standing under the lanterns and pretending to chant poems, peeking at the women who were traveling to watch the lanterns. She also saw her sister-in-law and niece with a group of noble ladies, walking through the garden in clusters of flowers, watching the lights, talking in low voices, and occasionally laughing, and seemed very happy.

Mrs. Du was a little melancholy, she hadn't participated in such an activity for a long time, she was a little envious of her sister-in-law, and she also wanted to go down and live this day with them unscrupulously and happily. But she couldn't, at least not tonight.

She knew that there was someone who would go out to enjoy the lanterns tonight, and the first one to go was Anfumen, and after admiring the ancient and strange lantern trees that he had spent a lot of money to build, he would definitely come here. She set her eyes on the quiet, pitch-black two-story attic Epiphany Pavilion not far away. He would definitely come here, because she knew that it held one of his deepest memories.

When she was a child, she had been here with her deceased mother, who was not yet an emperor, and she remembered that he had done nothing, and had sat there quietly for half an hour. Before leaving, he still remembers hanging a lotus lantern in front of the door with his own hands.

When she got older, that year, she accompanied her mother on a trip, and here she met Jiang Chong, who had already become an emperor. Jiang Chong, who had just returned from the border pass, was not like the noble brothers she knew, his skin was dark, there was no trace of fat on his body, he was tall and strong, his eyes were sharp, and he stood in front of her like a calm and reliable mountain. From the first time she saw Jiang Chong, she couldn't take her eyes off.

She deliberately stepped forward to greet Jiang Chong and asked him where he was from, and Jiang Chong's answer was polite, but he did not deliberately please her like others. But the more Jiang Chong was like this, the more unconvinced she became.

When he saw it, he stretched out his hand to send Jiang Chong away, and asked her with a smile: "Ah Bottle, but you think this Jiang Chong is annoying to look at?" Smelly and hard tempered? ”

She nodded in acknowledgement, "That's true." ”

He smiled: "Steelmaking is a finger twist, don't look at him like this, he loves and obeys his wife very much, and he is also very filial to his mother." ”

It turned out that Jiang Chong already had a wife, and her heart was broken. He glanced at her meaningfully and said, "People with noble blood like us should be braver, and if you want, you can take it." ”

She was taken aback, then delighted. Let's not talk about whether she wants Jiang Chong or not, just say that his support for her shows one thing, he dotes on her very much. Uncle's favor is very important, and if this uncle is still the first person in the world, it is even more important.

Unlike her joy, the mother seemed to be anxious and unhappy. But he only glanced at his mother, and she just sighed and said nothing more. She sensed her mother's embarrassment, she felt that she should be a good girl, and she should show a gentle and well-behaved, dignified and general side in front of the emperor's uncle, so she smiled and thanked him, saying that she had no intention of embarrassing him. The mother breathed a sigh of relief, and the emperor's uncle just smiled, a meaningful smile, and said nothing else.

But since then, she has often been summoned to the palace by the empress, and she is often called to participate in various banquet activities. She often met Jiang Chong, she saw him as calm as a mountain, as vigorous as an eagle, and when he got up, those noble brothers who surrounded her with courtesy, loved to wipe lipstick, and wore silk and satin were like little chicks with no hair.

Under the palace walls, beside the willow trees, on the hunting grounds, on the polo field, she unconsciously chased his back, until one day, he appeared in her dreams. He hugged her, intimate and loving, but he called out the name of another person, Ayu. At that time, she was so sad that she cried only in her dreams.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to carefully groom herself in front of the mirror. She has seen Mrs. Wang's Ayou, a woman who is spoiled and doesn't know the height of the sky, and she has only given birth to one child after a few years of marriage. She felt that she was no match for Wang Ayou. She is younger than Wang Ayou, with a nobler background and a more beautiful appearance, why doesn't Jiang Chong have her in his heart? Because she was sad, when she fell her and her hair, her father spent 200,000 yuan to make a purple jade hairpin, holding the purple jade hairpin that was broken in two, she cried so much that her liver and intestines were broken.

The maid told her mother in a panic, and her mother asked her for a long time, but she only replied: "I hate Wang Ayou." The mother listened and did not speak.

It didn't take long for Jiang to lose peace, and Jiang Zhong was caught in the middle. Seeing him haggard, she couldn't help but think, if it was her, she would definitely be reluctant to embarrass Jiang Chong like this, how could a woman like Wang Ayou, who didn't know the general situation and didn't know how to be considerate, be worthy of Jiang Chong? So she went to ask the emperor's uncle how she could get what she wanted, and the emperor's uncle only replied to her: "Give you a chance to refine, and make steel into finger wrapping." ”

Chance, uncle will give her. But how can it be regarded as steelmaking into finger wrapping? She sat in the house and thought about it for a few days, until her mother took a crystal hairpin from her hair and knocked it heavily in front of her, and the hairpin broke into two with a "click", "This is Wang Ayou." Mother said. Then he took another silk thread, folded it over and over again, and gently wrapped it around her fingertips: "This is you." ”

A cold wind blew, and Mrs. Du shivered, and wrapped her cloak tighter and tighter. Yes, steelmaking became a finger twist, she got her wish and became his wife, and she finally defeated the woman and drove her out. But he can't forget that woman, no matter how well she did, how much she did, and how many grievances she endured, he still wanted to leave the best for that woman.

Yes, she had to admit that she didn't raise her child well, but it wasn't her fault alone. Zhong'er has been carried by an old woman since she was a child, she is not happy if she cares more, he often goes out for half a year and a year, and when he comes back, he doesn't see how much he cares, he will only take the school exam, and if he is not satisfied, he will only blame her for not teaching well, and blame her mother for often taking the child to spoil. Why didn't he blame the old woman and himself? Are they not responsible? She has been enduring it very hard, but in the end, the bamboo basket is empty, and she makes wedding dresses for others in vain, even if it is a Buddha, she will be unwilling, right?

There is also the emperor's uncle, since he asked her to marry Jiang Chong, why did he promote Jiang Dalang? Look at the arrogant appearance of the little girl wearing an official uniform and a golden knife to go to her house! If her mother were still alive, she wouldn't be like this. Mrs. Du's eyes were filled with tears, she folded her hands together, and murmured: "Buddha, Buddha, the believer offers so much money to you every year, you won't let the believer's wish come to naught, right?" ”

There was a sound of soft footsteps behind her, and she immediately closed her mouth and whispered, "Who?!" ”

But Bai Xiang was standing at the door, and his voice trembled a little: "It's a slave." Madam, the Grand Duke and He Peony are here. ”

Mrs. Du hurriedly leaned on the window and looked out, and sure enough, she saw two familiar figures standing under the shadow of the lamp under a pine tree in the southeast corner, whispering. Sure enough, there is a ghost in my heart, otherwise how could he be so sneaky? Mrs. Du smiled lightly, handed the purse to Bai Xiang, and advised: "Go and talk to He Peony, and let her lead the Grand Duke to the second floor of the Epiphany Pavilion." Let's just say it's quiet and no one will disturb you. ”

Just lead people to the Epiphany Pavilion? Bai Xiang didn't know why, thinking that there was another next step, so he stood still. Seeing that she didn't move, Mrs. Du said angrily: "Why don't you hurry up?" ”

Bai Xiang said cautiously: "And then?" ”

A trace of fierceness flashed in Mrs. Du's eyes: "You tell her that there is only one chance, and it is all in her hands." When the time comes, I will bring the eldest princess of Cannes over and make decisions for her. In the future, even if the Grand Duke hates me, he will only hate me, and it has nothing to do with her. "There will never be an eldest princess, and in this move, she is the only winner.

Bai Xiang answered, walked to the door, and heard Mrs. Du's voice in the darkness: "Pay attention to let others see you." ”

Mrs. Du leaned in front of the window and saw the peony bloom alone for a while, and then came back, one after the other with Jiang Changyang, and slowly walked towards the Epiphany Pavilion in the night. She blinked with excitement at the thought of what was about to happen. Wang Ayou, I call you crazy! I'll tell you to clean up the mess as soon as you come! Want to marry a famous girl? It depends on whose famous lady still wants to follow your son back to the Anxi Protectorate!

After a while, Bai Xiang went upstairs and replied: "People have entered." I entered through the same door you spoke of at the back. The slave and maid listened and went upstairs. ”

Mrs. Du blinked: "What did she say?" What is the expression? ”

Bai Xiang said: "She was hesitant and a little scared. The slave maid told her that if she did not cherish this opportunity, she would never have a chance again. He also said that there would be Xiao Xiao coveting in the future, and her situation would only get worse. She doesn't seem to believe you, and repeatedly asks the slave if anything is wrong, and asks why you are willing to help her. And the eldest princess of Cannes, why is she willing to make decisions for her? ”

Being able to think of asking these questions shows that people are not stupid. But it also exposed the fact that she wanted to marry Jiang Changyang with all her minds! If she wants to ask nothing, then she is still a little uneasy. Mrs. Du raised her eyebrows: "Then how did you answer her?" ”