Feng Miao leaned on Tuoba Hong, and said in a leisurely tone, "I just read the record of the five virtues in the history books, Shang Yin is Jinde, Zhou destroyed Shang and Huo Kejin, so the Zhou Dynasty is Huode, and the Qin Dynasty is Shuide, so calculated, Tuke Shui, the Han Dynasty should be Tude, why did Han Gaozu establish the country, but determined that the Han Dynasty was still a water virtue?" ”

Tuoba Hong smiled, "I don't believe you don't know, I'm afraid that I came to test me on purpose." During the reign of Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, some scholars once believed that the Qin Dynasty was tyrannical and short-lived, and was not an orthodox dynasty. Therefore, the Han Dynasty directly inherited the fire virtue of the Zhou Dynasty and set itself as the water virtue. ”

"Is that so? I don't really know. Feng Miao cupped her cheeks and thought for a moment, then asked, "Then what is the Five Elements of Great Wei's Virtue Luck?" ”

Tuoba Hong said loudly, "The surname of the Great Wei State is Tuoba, originally from Emperor Xuanyuan, and according to legend, the Yellow Emperor married his wife and ancestor and gave birth to a son Changyi. Changyi's third son moved to Beitu, and his descendants took Tuoba as his surname. The Great Wei Guoyun naturally inherited the Tude of Emperor Xuanyuan. ”

Feng Miao blinked and watched, waiting for him to continue. Takubahong reached out and took her into his arms and kissed her lightly on each eye. Feng Miao was itched by the heat between his mouths, and hid in his arms with a giggle. There are countless beauties in the harem, but there is only one person who can really talk with Tuoba Hong all night. Tuoba Hong suddenly felt lucky, fortunately he had let her say it just now, he enjoyed the silence of this moment more than the pleasure of men and women.

He continued, with a gentleness in his tone that he had never noticed, "When Shi Le established Hou Zhao, he adopted the water virtue. When the Murong clan was founded, they destroyed Hou Zhao, and according to the saying of aquatic wood, Mude was selected. When Fu Jian extinguished the Murong clan, he selected the fire virtue according to the wood fire. In this way, fire gives birth to earth, and the soil virtue of Great Wei can just be inherited. ”

"Why bother, these people have fought back and forth for so many years, but there is no eloquent monarch who can truly dominate the mountains and rivers." Feng Miao smiled like a lazy cat, "In my opinion, Great Wei doesn't have to be calculated, the unified Jin Dynasty is Jinde, and Dawei directly selects Shuide according to Jinshengshui." ”

Tuoba Hong laughed when he heard it, "Your statement is the same as that of the author Lang Cuiguang." He also advised me not to be confined to one time and one place, but to broaden my vision. However, Gao Lu, the supervisor of the Central Library, strongly opposed this statement, and many princes of the clan were also more willing to inherit the soil virtue of Emperor Xuanyuan. As soon as I talk about it, I'm afraid it's going to be a lot of noise. ”

"Why should the emperor be afraid of their quarrel?" Feng Miao lifted the pen and smeared it on the index and middle fingers a few times, and each painted a vivid facial feature, one was an old man with a long beard, and the other was a court official with a majestic face. She learned from the old minister's urn and said in an angry voice: "The emperor might as well take out the virtue and fortune of the Great Wei when he lectures and Mingtang deliberations in Zhixue." With this reason for the courtiers to attack each other, they will not have time to deceive the emperor on other matters. After a lot of discussion, those children of Han families who were originally a little unconvinced by the Great Wei found a reason to convince themselves that the Great Wei was an orthodox dynasty. ”

The Five Virtues Fortune was originally a very complicated topic, otherwise there would not be so many scholars arguing all their lives. Feng Miao talked softly to Tuoba Hong late at night, and fell asleep in his arms at some point. The two of them have not called anyone in to serve, and even the candle flame has not been extinguished, and there is only a short section left, which is still swaying on the candlestick. When the bright morning light entered the inner room, Feng Miao woke up in shock, and when she moved slightly, she found that Tuoba Hong was not sleepy, and was looking at her with a smile.

Feng Miao's face turned red, and she broke away from his embrace and sat up. Tuoba Hong looked at her and said, "I finally know why everyone likes to be shy, and peach dyes their cheeks faster than rouge." ”

He also sat up and wanted to hug Feng Miao, but she dodged him in a flash. Feng Miao sat down in front of the dressing table to comb her face, picked up Qingdai and was about to draw her eyebrows, when her hand was gently pressed by Tuoba Hong, "Let me come, close your eyes." ”

Tuoba Hong held her face like a carved treasure, and traced it carefully for a long time before letting go of his hand. Feng Miao felt that the warm breath in front of him had receded, turned his head to look at the bronze mirror, and immediately raised his hand angrily to beat Tuoba Hong, "The emperor has been painting for so long, and he has painted like this......"

In the bronze mirror, Feng Miaojiao's so soft face has two thick lying silkworm eyebrows, which is a little funny. Tuoba Hong coughed lightly, grabbed her small fist, and pulled her over, "I always feel that the shape is not good, and I want to mend it, but I didn't expect it to become thicker and thicker the more I mend it." This is the first time I've painted a thrush for someone, and it's understandable, but if I paint skillfully and exquisitely, won't you taste it? ”

He held Feng Miao's soft and straight hair, and whispered in her ear, "Boudoir Fun, I am willing to do it with you one by one." ”

Feng Miao's face was hot, almost buried in his chest, pointed his eyebrows with his fingertips, and said half-disgustedly and half-jokingly, "If it all happens like this, I think it's better to forget it." I can't go out again today, and I'm afraid the concubine's wind chill won't get better for a while......"

Honeysuckle is delivered at the right time, and it is all very light porridge and side dishes. Feng Miao stirred the porridge in the bowl with a white porcelain spoon, and showed Tuoba Hong the pattern of the official uniform drawn a few days ago.

"Your Majesty, Zhou Li recorded that blue, red, white, black and yellow are five positive colors, corresponding to the five seasons, and different levels of crests are recorded. If the emperor can vigorously promote these costumes among the princes of the clan, I believe that the clan relatives will be more willing to approach the Han culture. Feng Miao explained slowly and methodically, the pattern has a wide coat and a belt, a high crown, and wide sleeves and long sleeves, which makes people feel elegant and dusty at first sight. She deliberately omitted several characteristics borrowed from the Southern Dynasties, lest Tuoba Hong be unhappy when she remembered Wang Xuan.

Tuoba Hong looked at the pattern carefully, and the magnificent scene of the courtiers meeting appeared in his mind. The brave ancestors left this country, and he will wear the emperor's crown for the first time, wearing twelve pearls and jade crowns, declaring the orthodoxy of the dynasty and the imperial industry for thousands of years. Tuoba's hot blood surged in his body, and even his eyebrows and eyes had a somewhat agitated look.

But he still had doubts in his heart, the royal family was accustomed to short-sleeved shirts, and although the clothes on these patterns were solemn and gorgeous, they were also extremely complicated to wear. He could already imagine that if he put these patterns in front of those elderly princes, Uncle Rencheng would definitely be the first to jump up, pointing at his nose and scolding him for forgetting the ancestral teachings of the founding emperor.

Feng Miao obediently and softly knelt on Tuoba Hong's lap, and said in a low voice, "Miao'er also knows the emperor's difficulties, so Miao'er thought of a way to help the emperor." She stuck it in Tuoba Hong's ear and whispered, "It won't be long before the Spring Society Day, and the emperor will do this Miao'er ......."

She elaborated on her thoughts, and the color of appreciation between Tuoba Hong's eyebrows became more and more intense, and he stroked Feng Miao's hair and sighed softly, "Miao'er, I will definitely remember this thought of yours for a long time." ”

Feng Miao stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around him, her cheeks pressed tightly against the dragon pattern of the four claws on his chest, and the pattern embroidered with three strands of gold thread rubbed the side of her face roughly. "Your Majesty, when this thing is done, Miao'er wants to ask the emperor for a favor, okay......" Her heart was pounding, and even her palms were sweating. Changing one's clothes was a big deal, and she helped Takubahiro do it, perhaps begging him to allow her to keep the child. Even if she doesn't want to be titled, or even not entered into the clan genealogy, she just hopes to have a healthy child of her own.

Tuoba Hong lifted her small chin, "What grace is it worth your solemn request?" You name it, and maybe I can promise you now. ”

His gaze, like a drizzle of three springs, completely enveloped her in a fine and dense manner, and the whole person was flooded with a damp and lingering touch. He was so gentle and sincere, Feng Miao almost couldn't bear it, and said to him the words that were pressed in his heart. With her hand pressed against her lower abdomen, she used the cold crispness of the raw silk to remind herself that she couldn't afford any risk in this matter, and that it had to be foolproof. She lowered her head and said with a soft smile, "It's Miao'er who is greedy, and she hasn't thought about what she wants, but when the time comes, she will naturally tell the emperor." ”

The time of the early dynasty was approaching, and Liu Quan coughed softly outside the door, reminding Tuoba Hong that it was time to change his clothes and drive. Feng Miao took the robe from Aunt Ruyi, changed it for him skillfully and naturally, and tied his hair and crowned it with his own hands.

Seeing Tuoba Hong leave, Feng Miao asked Honeysuckle to put away the patterns and take them to the Fengyi Palace. Yuan Yingyue was holding a volume of poetry and reading it to the Empress Dowager. Her voice is thin and soft, and reading the Book of Poetry is the most suitable. The Empress Dowager had half-closed eyes, her expression was indifferent, and she didn't pay much attention to it. Although the Book of Poetry is good, people like the Empress Dowager don't like these romantic and mournful sentences, so it is better to read a few of Jia Yi's political commentaries, and have an appetite for the Empress Dowager.

Feng Miao saw that the Empress Dowager was not happy in her heart, but she didn't say anything, and after seeing the ceremony, she sat beside the Empress Dowager, and only inadvertently interjected a few words at the right time.

The Empress Dowager's interest was soon attracted by the ancient records that Feng Miao talked about, and she raised her hand and told Yuan Yingyue not to read it anymore. Yuan Yingyue accepted the scroll, and said aggrievedly, "It must be that the concubine did not read well, but it gave the Empress Dowager a headache when she heard it, and it happened that Sister Feng came, and the concubine went to get some hot tea." ”

Feng Miao said a few words with the Empress Dowager, and gradually talked about clothing and etiquette. She took out those pictures and handed them to the Empress Dowager, but she did not persuade them, but just truthfully told the Empress Dowager that the scholars of the Southern Dynasty who appeared in Zhixue that night were sorting out the records in the ancient books for the emperor.

The Empress Dowager looked over one by one, noncommittal. Yuan Yingyue came in with a porcelain plate holding a few tea cups, first held a cup in front of the Empress Dowager, and then gave a cup to Feng Miao.

The tea soup is faintly red, with a faint but long fragrance. Feng Miao sniffed, and suddenly felt uneasy in her heart, the bottom tea was made of green tea with emerald snow top, but the red color in the tea soup was something else.

She smiled quietly and asked, "This tea looks novel, I don't think I've tasted it before, how did my sister make it?" ”

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