Chapter 250, Emperor and Queen

The sound of the Taiye Pond Xiao Shao moved, and the two emperors and queens sat in the pavilion in the pool, looking at the famous flowers of Jiamu in the garden. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

First, he chatted a few words about political affairs, and soon the emperor was tired, Wu Ruyi said: "That's it, tell them to stop singing and dancing." The dragon boat dance withdrew, and the surroundings fell silent in an instant, Wu Ruyi's eyes turned red, and he lowered his head to wipe his tears.

"My miserable good girl, I have never seen such a beautiful scenery for a day."

The emperor was silent, and the eldest daughter of the two eleven years ago died in a month. Until March of the following year, she was posthumously crowned as the princess of Anding, and the burial ceremony of the prince moved the burial from Xianyang Deye Temple to Chang'an Chongjing Temple. He didn't remember the appearance of the child for a long time, but Mei Niang's painful face was still in the bottom of his heart. At that time, she was graceful and well-behaved, but now her eyebrows and eyes are as sharp as sharp, full of unforgivable light. Her charm has changed from soft to bright. Maybe she has always been a piece of treasure jade, he was sick, so she sharpened it. Life flies by, but she spreads her wings like a bird, and the clouds go straight up.

The emperor's head hurt even more when he was out of his mind, would she fly out of his sight? He didn't know. He said in a low voice: "Tomorrow Zheng will accompany you to see her, and then ask the senior monk to chant for her day and night." Do not be anxious, but your body matters. ”

It's almost my daughter's birthday. Wu Ruyi frowned tightly, every year at this time, thinking of that lonely little figure, her heart was constantly tormented. What is the use of a high monk? It is difficult for the monks themselves to protect.

Unlike the lonely princess, Master Xuanzang, who died in Yuhua Palace in February, was buried in Bailuyuan, east of Chang'an, in April, and millions of people were buried, which is much more beautiful than Princess Anding. Therefore, the emperor suspended the translation of the scriptures, and only said to the outside world that he would send the master back to the west. Wu Ruyi knows the emperor's heart knot, life is impermanent, and there are virtuous monks who say they will go, so what can they keep?

In private, Wu Ruyi didn't like that monk. Xuanzang once forced her third son Li Xian to shave his head in the full moon, and now, Xuanzang is gone after all, and no one can kidnap her child.

The corners of Wu Ruyi's mouth curved into a smile. She has four children, the eldest son Hong replaced Li Zhong as the crown prince, and in her womb, there is a new life growing at this moment, she hopes that it is a man who does not lose his eyebrows.

"I heard that the flowers of Furong Garden are blooming, why don't the scholars of Xuanhong Wenguan go to Qujiang Pond together?" Wu Ruyi leisurely changed the topic, the emperor was getting weaker and weaker, and the courtiers' praise of virtue was sometimes better than tonic.

The emperor's spirits perked: "Okay, Xuanshang official ceremony will follow!" Turning his head to Wu Ruyi, he smiled and said, "Shangguan Yi has added a new granddaughter, and I have given her the name Jing'er, what do you think?" ”

Hearing Shangguan Yi's name, Wu Ruyi's eyelashes flashed, and a golden glow flashed in his eyes, which quickly dissipated like smoke.

"Shangguan Jing'er? The name given by God is very good, and it seems that he is a blessed child. After Wu Ruyi finished speaking, the color of the yin owl decreased slightly, and she thought that the Shangguan family had added a girl before her, and her expectation for the flesh and blood in her womb became stronger.

After Emperor Luan drove off, Wu Ruyi returned to the Qingsi Hall to review and select important ones to be handed over to the emperor for review. Although she has more power, she is still cautious, the power to kill is in the hands of the emperor, she is just a knife in his hand.

The palace was as quiet as a tomb, Wu Ruyi took out the test paper written by Shangguan Yi in the past, read two sentences and put it down with a sneer.

"It's wrong and charming, and there is no wind at all!"

Wu Ruyi exhaled sullenly, Shangguan Yi was the waiter of Xitai at the time. The deputy prime minister of the East and West Taiwan Sanpin, who was deeply favored by the emperor, was completely disrespectful to her, and put on a face that the concubine was not allowed to interfere in politics all day long. She vaguely heard the rumors, Shangguan Yi had the idea of abolishing the queen, and was trying to provoke hundreds of officials to echo it.

I don't want to balance the law anymore, I'm afraid that she will soon lose power. She looked at the scroll of poetry coldly, and raised her voice: "Has Guo Xing really arrived?" Pass him in. ”

Guo Xingzhen, a Taoist priest of Xihua Pavilion, was ordered to build a Jiao statue in Mount Tai in the sixth year of Xianqing, and set up a "Mandarin Duck Monument" for the emperor and the queen, which was deeply trusted by Wu Ruyi. Wu Ruyi managed to transfer Guo Xingzhen to the East Palace and serve the prince in the name of the captain of the court. With this name, Guo Xingzhen is unimpeded in the palace.

Guo Xingzhen rushed from the East Palace to Penglai Palace, quietly walked into the hall, and bowed to the ground.

His face was like a peach blossom, his appearance was beautiful, and he looked good, and he did have the appearance of an eight-point enlightened person. Wu Ruyi smiled with satisfaction, his depressed mood stretched slightly, and said: "Sir, I will test you, this time I am looking for you, there is a big thing to support, I don't know if you can calculate it?" ”

"Her Royal Highness the Queen, you are really stupid, how dare you predict the will of heaven?" Guo Xingzhen bowed down again: "If Your Highness has orders, you will never die." ”

The afternoon light shone into the temple, and a slender figure was scattered on the masonry.

Where there is light, there is shadow, and so is the human heart. Wu Ruyi's heart fluctuated, Queen Wang and Concubine Xiao Shu had been dead for almost ten years, and the eldest grandson Wuji and other courtiers who disobeyed her had also died for five or six years, and only Shangguan Yi was left with the thorn in her eye.

Pulling out this nail, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and she is no longer invincible.

"Sir, here's a volume of poems, take it and read it." Wu Ruyi smiled faintly. She threw down Shangguanyi's poem scroll, and the dim light hit the yellow paper, and the dim paper scroll showed a decadent atmosphere.

Guo Xingzhen clasped the scroll of poetry in his palm, held it tightly, and bowed three times and bowed nine times and exited the hall.

He understood Wu Ruyi's hints, returned to the East Palace, and began to arrange the technique of disgust with victory, and wrote Shangguanyi's name and birthday on the peach talisman with chicken blood, and suppressed it under one of Wu Ruyi's seals.

As if sensing Guo Xingzhen's so-called, Wu Ruyi in the Qingsi Hall suddenly stopped his pen and muttered to himself: "There are no more good ministers available!" ”

Power is a good thing, and he has enabled her to overcome all obstacles and obstacles around her. In the past few years, she has taken the opportunity to eradicate dissidents and kill the important ministers left by the first emperor, if she didn't do this, she would have been a dead person long ago.

She stubbornly believes that as long as she can stand firm, she has her own good birds and trees.

That being said, where are the pillars she wants? Wu Ruyi threw down the fold worriedly. In this Li Tang world, hundreds of officials respect the emperor, and if she doesn't go to that high position for a day, she won't be at ease for a day.

No matter how good Chang'an's scenery is, it is not her destination after all, perhaps, Luoyang, the eastern capital, is the place where she can show her ambitions. As long as the child is born and the Qianyuan Hall of Luoyang Palace is completed, she will be able to go back.

At that time, there would be no more Shangguan Yi among the officials who accompanied the car.

"Child, I don't want to take your place, I just want to be on an equal footing with you." Wu Ruyi said this rebellious sentence in an imperceptible voice, and there was a happy smile in his eyes.

This smile turned upside down, and the ghosts and gods were frightened.

At this time, hundreds of miles away, Luoyang is the most prosperous in spring, with 100,000 families in the red, green and yin. Who is like a group of flowers, people will be splendid and learn from the flowers.

The Marquis Mansion, the red carpet, the light drums, the zither sounding, the dancing.

Ye Han closed his eyes and sat quietly, except for the four attendants on his side, there was only Xiao He.

Yin Ruiji sat cross-legged on the ground, with a red silk jade belt, a cloud bun and a phoenix hairpin, and ten fingers delicately playing with a luodian red sandalwood five-string pipa.

The four-string pipa is Han music, the five-string pipa is slightly smaller, from the northern country, at the beginning of the wooden plucked play, until the Zhenguan period, the Shule musician Pei Shenfu played the "Fire Wind" song shocked the palace, and the teaching workshop began to change the strings.

Yin Ruiji is skillful in playing, and her years of practice are not allowed to be underestimated. The costumes are slightly different from those of the Central Plains women, except for the flowers and beads, and the hair ornaments are still inserted with green feathers, which has a trace of backbone. Lowering her eyes and playing intently, her fingers turned, and the five notes were reversed, and the extra string, like the heartstrings of the listener, was plucked by her at will.

The music broke through the heart one after another, as if the body was originally the purple sandalwood pipa, and the soul swayed and flew, dancing to the tune in all directions. The two dancing girls with light bodies have curled sleeves, fluttering golden skirts, and their waists are lightly turned in a square-sized space. On the jade arm, the golden ring sounded, and on the red carpet, the jade feet swirled. When it comes to the emotional place, the two dancers are drenched in sweat and weeping, like a lotus whirling dance.

She's not playing the lute, she's the beautiful instrument, gorgeous on the outside and strong on the inside. Qu Ru's heart, Ye Han stared directly at Yin Ruiji, who had both a peerless face and a magnificent chapter. AB is perfect here!

Rui Ji Jing flicked her fingers, and a sound popped up.

"General's Order!" Xiao He hissed lightly.

This is the repertoire of the official court music and dance, the momentum is impassioned and majestic, showing the majesty of thousands of troops and horses, more than a dozen musical instruments are required to play, and the dancers also need to change their scarlet silk clothes and pants. The two dancing girls really knew the difficulty and retreated, leaving Rui Ji alone, and played a sassy war song solemnly.

Outside the desert border city, the north wind rises, the flag is displayed, the golden silk sand is singing, and thousands of horses are galloping. Her pipa is iron-clad and arrogant, and the music of killing is not as good as that of her daughter's family. Rui Ji is in a hurry, but he sees the general driving the tiger in a hundred battles, and the male soldiers devour the wolf for thousands of miles.

At the end of the song, people are quiet, and the aftermath lingers, like an immortal returning by a crane.

Yin Rui Ji was drenched in sweat and moved slowly, and her smile touched Ye Han's heart, this is a goblin! The beauty of AB, no! Yin Ruiji's beauty is impeccable, to paraphrase it in layman's terms, this is called 360 degrees in all directions without dead ends! What's more, Xu Lao is notoriously picky when he shoots women, and under the shocking carving, the Yin Ruiji of this plane is like a fairy, and she is incomprehensible!

"Stinky boy, still here, you want to be a eunuch." Ye Han shouted softly at Xiao He.

A smile overflowed from the corner of Xiao Dengzi's mouth, and he subconsciously floated towards Xiao He's lower body.

Xiao He clamped his legs: "Uncle Deng, what are you looking at." As he spoke, he jumped backwards and floated out of the backyard in three or two.

Several chamberlains looked at each other and smiled. Xiao He is Ye Han has grown up well, and most of the time before he is an adult is brought up by these attendants, so he naturally has different feelings.

(Lao He is the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion, and the Green Lady is in charge of the backyard.) Teenage children, Ye Han does not prohibit it, so they can naturally run around in the backyard, plus Ye Han has no children, these chamberlains even hope that Ye Han can officially accept Xiao He as a righteous son, so that the Hou Mansion has an heir. ）

Yin Ruiji hid her face and smiled, walked to Ye Han's side and fell into Ye Han's arms: "Master Hou, did the slave family play well?" ”

Ye Han hugged Yin Ruiji, raised his hand and stuffed a candied fruit into Yin Ruiji's cherry mouth: "The sound beauty is more beautiful." ”

Yin Ruiji smiled lightly, slowly chewed the candied fruit in her mouth, twisted her body a few times, this guy's strange hands began to make trouble again, her beautiful eyes looked around, the four attendants had already consciously turned their backs, and let Ye Han make trouble, for a moment: "The slave family wants to ...... Think....... ”

"How?"

"Nothing." Yin Ruiji pursed her lips and said softly.

That's fine, why mention it again. Hou Ye has no fate and no heirs, this may be her best destination, Wanhe everyone only got the fate of Hou Ye with Hou Ye, as a former official prostitute, how dare she hope extravagantly.