The Queen Mother dreamed that Bixia Yuanjun would sprinkle auspicious light all over the Forbidden City, so she was convinced that His Majesty the Emperor's recent health improvement was due to the blessing of his mother. The Queen Mother wanted to send people to Mount Tai to worship the Niangniang, but the emperor deliberately ordered to build a Bixia Yuanjun Temple in the north of the city, one in order to thank the Bixia Yuanjun for his blessing, and the other to comfort the Queen Mother's motherly heart. All of a sudden, there was a good story of the queen mother and the emperor's mother and son's filial piety in the government and the opposition.

In fact, the situation is that the emperor has not greeted the Queen Mother for several days since the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet.

The Queen Mother was worried in Changle Palace. It seems that the emperor is more energetic this time. When he was young, he didn't care about anything for Jin Ling'er, and the Queen Mother still has palpitations when she thinks about it now. Is it going to happen again this time?

No, no, no, Ah Zhao is different from Jin Ling'er, she is not the kind of person who is pampered and arrogant, stirring up the wind and rain.

Why don't you just turn a blind eye and let the emperor accept Zhang Weizhao?

But if Zhang Weizhao enters the emperor's harem, this imperial banquet and family banquet for the New Year's festival will make the prince feel like when he sees his beloved becoming his father's concubine?

The discord between father and son will become a hidden danger of instability in the court.

The Queen Mother scratched her heart with a hundred claws, and she couldn't sleep peacefully. If there was anything uncomfortable in her heart before, she called Zhang Weizhao to come over, tell stories, talk and laugh, and chant scriptures, and it would have passed. But now that she is about this, she can't ask Zhang Weizhao to come over and talk about it, so she can only endure it by herself.

The emperor was also depressed in the Qianqing Palace.

It is said that the emperor is rich and noble. But after his serious illness this time, after nine deaths, looking back on his life, he only felt that there were more times of pain and less time of joy.

Let's not talk about the former dynasty that made him worry about it, let's talk about his family affairs. Although there are many pink beauties in the harem, he can rarely feel heartfelt joy from the love between men and women. His entire childhood and adolescence were occupied by Jin Ling'er. To him, this man was more like a mother than a wife. She accompanied and protected him when he was at his most vulnerable, so he was deeply attached to her and wanted to fulfill all her wishes and make her happy and happy.

But she will never show a happy and happy expression, and she will always be in resentment: he can't give her a posterior, he can't give her children, he can't keep her family prosperous for a hundred years......

So he felt suffocated and wanted to run away and run to the other concubines. Obviously, the emperor is fortunate to be a concubine, but he feels like he is cheating, like a betrayal of Jin Ling'er, he is restless, and he will never be able to devote himself wholeheartedly.

He once really broke his heart for a pair of clear eyes, that is, Chen Youcong's mother Ji Lingyun. Compared with the sticky and sluggish relationship with Jin Linger, he and Ji Lingyun are more like an ignorant love affair between young people, fresh and smart. However, in the end, it ended in a bleak ending.

And this time, there was finally a person embedded deep in his heart, and there was something in her that he had longed for for years but could not get. However, she rejected him.

He is the emperor, and his favor is the supreme glory that the three thousand beauties of the harem strive for. However, she was indifferent to this. Wealth, high position, and extraordinary grace can't touch her heart, what does she want?

Could it be that she really has a soft spot for the crown prince?

No! Chen Jianjun gritted his teeth and thought. It was just that the prince was unilaterally courteous to her, and she was such a holy and cold person, how could she be emotional about such a stinky hairy child.

Although he described the prince as a stinky hairy child in his heart, Chen Jianjun felt particularly piercing when he thought of Chen Youcong's tall figure and broad shoulders.

Chen saw that the signs of mercury poisoning slowly subsided, and he no longer got angry at every turn, but he was depressed, and the people around him saw it clearly, but no one dared to persuade him, and he knew that persuasion was not good.

The Empress expressed her concern for the Emperor more and more, and one day at dinner together, the Empress said:

"Your Majesty has been diligent in government affairs these days, and it is inevitable that he has worked too hard. Recently, someone in my palace has dedicated two female musicians, one is good at playing the pipa, and the other is good at playing the flute. I've listened to it twice, and I think it's very good to my ears, why don't you call over and play a song for Your Majesty to dispel your fatigue? ”

Chen Jianjun nodded and said. The queen ordered someone to summon the female music quickly.

The two female musicians entered the hall, Ying Ying bowed down, and Chen Jianjun ordered them to get up and pick up the best to play a song.

The two of them played a song "New Rain in the Empty Mountain", with an ethereal artistic conception and a long music. Chen Jianjun didn't have great expectations for them, but who knew that their skills exceeded his expectations. Chen Jianjun was no longer so careless, and looked at the two female musicians. I didn't look away for a long time.

These two female musicians are both seventeen or eighteen years old, with slender and tall figures, and their faces are somewhat similar to Zhang Weizhao. Especially the pipa girl, with handsome eyes and eyebrows, and her eyes are quite bright, especially similar to Zhang Weizhao.

After they finished playing a song, Empress Yu peeked at Chen Jianjun's expression and said, "These two female musicians are skilled and innocent, why don't you let them stay with the emperor and serve?" ”

Chen Jianjun was suddenly annoyed, frowned and waved his hand: "Let them out!" ”

The two female musicians didn't know how to annoy the emperor and hurriedly knelt down. Empress Yu said to them, "Go down." The two men kowtowed and withdrew in fear.

After they went out, Chen Jianjun said to the queen with a calm face: "Don't speculate on the holy will without permission!" ”

The queen hurriedly knelt down: "It's all bad for concubines!" Please punish the emperor! The concubines have been depressed when they see the emperor for a long time, and the concubines are also worried day and night. You know, the concubine is a dull person, with no ingenuity and no talent, so the concubine thought of this stupid solution. Who knew that it made the emperor even more unhappy. It's all the concubine's fault! He bowed his head deeply.

Hearing the queen's earnestness, Chen Jianjun's frowning brows were loosened and he said, "Get up quickly." I was impatient just now. You are the queen of the middle palace, your status is noble, don't kneel at every turn. If you have something to say, it's clear. ”

The queen said: "Yes! He slowly stood up and let out a long sigh.

"What else does the queen have on her mind?" Chen Jianjun asked.

"The concubine is a little foolish, if she doesn't say it well, please ask the emperor for forgiveness."

"I don't blame you, you can say it."

"The concubines thought that the emperor was the lord of the world and the father of all peoples. The health and joy of the emperor are related to the well-being of all the people in the world. If you have something you want to do, as long as you don't do it, you can do it without worrying. After all, if you are in a happy mood and in good health, the world will be blessed, isn't that a good thing? The Queen's face was filled with sincere reverence.

"Oh, does the Queen think so?" The queen's words made Chen Jianjun very comfortable to hear.

"Yes, these are the heartfelt words of the concubine."

"The queen has a heart." Chen Jianjun was very satisfied with the queen's speech today, and praised the queen a few words, and rewarded the queen with ivory and spices that Siam paid tribute to the queen some time ago.

The queen's words made Chen Jianjun cheer up. The next day, he deliberately bathed and changed clothes, looked for someone to trim his hair and face, and when he took a self-portrait in the mirror, he felt that he was more energetic than when he was sick a few days ago.

Thinking that the osmanthus flowers in the imperial garden were blooming just right, he ordered someone to break a few of the best branches and insert them in the vase of the Xinuan Pavilion, and for a while, the Xinuan Pavilion was full of the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

On this night, the weather was clear and the crescent moon was like a hook. Chen Jianjun had dinner early, entered the Xinuan Pavilion, and ordered someone to find a few of his favorite picture scrolls, and picked a pair of gongbi figure paintings that he thought Zhang Weizhao should like and opened them and put them on the table.

When everything was ready, he summoned Wynne and ordered him to invite Zhaoming Zhenren over.

When Huaien saw Chen Jianjun's appearance, he had already guessed seven, seven, eight or eight in his heart. He sighed secretly in his heart, lowered his head and went out.

Not long after, Zhang Weizhao came in to salute the emperor. Zhang Weizhao was still wearing a blue Taoist robe as usual, with a simple Taoist bun on his head, and no other decoration. When Chen Jianjun first saw Zhang Weizhao dressed like this, he only felt simple, but now he looks so clear.

"What did Your Majesty call me for?" Zhang Weizhao asked.

"Without him, I suddenly wanted to find someone to talk about painting, and I remembered you. How about you take a look at this beautiful picture? Chen Jianjun motioned for Zhang Weizhao to come to the bookcase.

Zhang Weizhao stepped forward and looked at it twice, and said: "I'm not good at brushing, I can only see that the lines of this painting are concise and expressive, and the people in the painting look vivid, which must be from everyone's hands." ”

"Yes, this is Zhou Fang's "Lady Waving a Fan" in the Tang Dynasty, with a soft posture and a mellow and vigorous show. If you like it, give it to you. ”

Zhang Weizhao smiled and said: "I admit that this painting is indeed very good, but a group of women are sullenly locked in the backyard with nothing to do, I really don't like this kind of painting, or I don't want to win His Majesty's love." ”

Chen Jianjun touched a soft nail, his smile was already a little stiff, and his words also had a feeling of anger: "What kind of paintings do you like?" I'll be able to get it for you. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty! However, Your Majesty does not have to bother. What I like, I will fight for myself. If you can't get it, then don't force it, just let it be. ”

Chen Jianjun's face sank completely, and he said sharply: "Did you say this to me on purpose?" ”

After saying that, I regretted it. He suppressed his anger, closed his eyes, opened them again, and said in a low voice:

"You always say that everyone should be treated as a human being, well, I am not speaking to you as an emperor now, but as a person. Why, when I was sick, when my health and mental condition were terrible, you would be so attentive and gentle to me, as if you could see the slightest emotion of me, and you would be willing to respond to my whimsical thoughts. Don't you want to heal me? Now, as you wish, I'm all right, standing here well. You don't even want to look at me! Why do you do this to me? As he said this, Chen Jianjun's face was full of sadness.