Zhu Youlang, the Yongli Emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty, fled to Anlong, Guizhou, with only more than 50 civil and military officials, plus 2,900 soldiers, retinues and the emperor's family, and then fled from Anlong to Guilin, Guangxi. After Haoge eliminated Zhang Xianzhong with a red-coated cannon in Sichuan, Zhang Xianzhong's four righteous sons: Sun Kewang, Li Dingguo, Liu Wenxiu, and Ai Nengqi successively transferred to the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau. Among the leaders of the Great Western Army, only Li Dingguo was loyal to the Yongli regime, and Sun Kewang wanted to be emperor himself.

In the marching camp, Sun Kewang said with a smile: "My father asked me to go to Nanjing to lobby Zhu Yousong to fight against the Qing Dynasty together, and when I divided the world into three parts, I found that this Zhu Yousong only knew how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, and had no desire to revive the Ming Dynasty, even Shu Han Adou was not as good." Look at it! Nanming was destroyed so quickly, and now this vermilion nut can't make any waves, just such a few people, why don't I be the emperor, a few younger brothers, what do you think?"

Liu Wenxiu got up and said: "What the eldest brother said makes sense! Instead of raising a dou, we should open it ourselves! The prince and the prince will Xiangning have a kind of feeling? Big brother, you can do whatever you say! We listen to you!"

Li Dingguo leaned on the chair, clapped his hands, and sneered: "Hehe...... The eldest brother, the third brother, this Nan is really dead, but the vermilion nut and the jade seal of the Ming Dynasty are still there, and the bloodline and root system of the Ming Dynasty are not broken. Besides, Zheng Chenggong still has more than 100,000 maritime troops who have been threatening to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty and support the Ming Dynasty. We might as well continue to support Zhu Youlang, and we will all benefit and harm us in fame and profit! If we still insist on opposing the Ming Dynasty and cannot destroy the Qing Dynasty, we will eventually be criticized by future generations!

Ai Nengqi looked at everyone and said, "Big brother, what the second brother said is reasonable, and the analysis is correct. Our Great Western Army is now in disarray, and we can no longer think nonsense. Now Wu Sangui is leading a large army to attack the city all the way in the northwest, forcing us step by step to the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau and rushing to Guilin, Guangxi, we might as well take refuge in Zhu Youlang here, whether we live or die, at least a group of patriotic heroes who are loyal and brave in the future!"

"Second brother, fourth brother, what you said is right, then we will obey General Li Dingguo's words?" followed Zhu Youlang in Guilin?" Zhang Kewang wondered.

"What else?" said the crowd.

"Okay! I will immediately prepare a letter and send someone to the Zhu Youlang Mansion of Emperor Yongli in Guilin, and express my sympathy for you and me! We will choose an auspicious day to visit us together!" Sun Kewang said as he asked for pen and ink.

"Big brother, wise!" the crowd praised.

As soon as the messenger sent by Sun Kewang to the Yongli Emperor's Mansion passed, there was a fierce quarrel in the Yongli Mansion, and one said: "Your Majesty, Zheng Qingjia led 170,000 troops and hundreds of warships from the East China Sea to take the old capital of the Ming Dynasty - Nanjing City. It's a pity that his army just entered the Yangshan sea area shortly, it encountered a super hurricane, sunken countless ships, heavy losses, he waved his sword and wept, had to retreat to Xiamen, now we counterattack the Qing Dynasty is probably hopeless, it is better to leave the royal family a line of blood, waiting for him to try again. ”

Zhu Youlang sneered: "Is this all the will of heaven? I think my father and brother tried to turn things around several times, but they all fell into the sand, and now we are so down, embarrassed, and have to be chased by those Tartars to flee in all directions! When is this the head?"

The man said: "Your Majesty, Li Dingguo said that Annan heard that His Majesty was coming to Guilin, and sent a special envoy to meet him! Why don't we go directly to Annan?"

"No! I have heard that the land of Annam, which is partial to the equator, has extremely high temperatures, unbearable heat, and mosquito bites cannot be prevented, and the skin of widows is prone to allergies, so you must not go to that wet miasma. If there is no way to retreat, we will flee all the way west to Burma, and the king of Burma has always been friendly with my Ming Dynasty, and he will not stand idly by. Zhu Youlang stood up and looked at the west and said longingly.

"The minister understood, and General Li Dingguo's troops retreated south to the border of Annam, just in case. Now that the emperor has a place to go, the minister is also relieved. The emperor rested, and the minister retired. The man said and withdrew.

The man retreated, and another person said: "Your Majesty, after the minister learned that Li Zicheng's army was defeated, Li Zicheng was killed by several peasants as bandits and robbers in Tongshan, Hubei. Li Zicheng quietly packed 100 million taels of silver and more than 1 million taels of gold that they had found from the palace of the Ming Dynasty and the homes of the princes and ministers after they entered Beijing and transported them to the vicinity of Xiushui Town, Lechang City, Guangdong Province, and then so many treasures suddenly evaporated from the world. ”

Zhu Youlang was silent for a moment, held up his chin and looked out the window, and said with a smile: "Tang Aiqing, there is still this matter? Why didn't you say it earlier! I also think that my defeat in the Ming Dynasty was in weapons and equipment." Then you analyze and analyze, where will Li Zicheng hide his treasures?

Tang Zhendao: "Your Majesty, according to the report of the spies, there is a temple on the cliff near Xiushui Town, Lechang City, Guangdong Province - "True Dragon Immortal", Li Zicheng lived there for a while after transporting the treasure, and Li Zicheng also built a lot of similar temples nearby, I think this is his trick to trick the mystery, and the treasure should be nearby." ”

"Oh, go on!" Zhu Youlang listened attentively and became interested.

Tang Zhen continued: "Your Majesty, according to an old man in Xiushui Town, when Li Zicheng withdrew from the True Dragon Immortal, he left hundreds of boxes of gold, silver and jewelry, and the peasants and soldiers who dug up the mountains and filled the mountains were killed, and no one knows the specific burial place of these treasures. Later, the town of Silk was hit by a torrential rain, and a flash flood washed out a large amount of gold and silver treasures from the vicinity of a temple called Minato Unxian, causing locals to go to dig for treasures, which were stopped by local officials. Legend has it that local residents also found a gold-topped crown and countless bronze mirrors from a deep mountain in Pingshan Town called Wangu Jincheng, which is worth a fortune. The minister thinks that Li Zicheng's treasures are hidden in the ancient golden city, why don't we send someone to Fujian to ask for help from Zheng Chenggong, and dig carefully through Lechang Xiushui Town?"

"Haha...... But Xiushui Town is surrounded by mountains, so big, where can Aiqing find these treasures?" said Zhu Youlang with a smile.

"Your Majesty, there is a poem in Xiushui Town: The first three mountains and the third mountain are the first three mountains, and the arrogance turns nine bends. On the left, there is a green dragon according to the emperor's list, and on the right, there is a white tiger towards the horse mountain. It is said that this poem is about the location of Li Zicheng's treasure in the ancient golden city, but I asked the disciples to try to decipher the poem, and they studied it for a long time, flipped through the classical scriptures, but shook their heads in nothing. Tang Zhen spread out his palms and said with a look of loss.

"What Aiqing means is that as long as the widow finds the person who cracks this poem, he can find the place where Li Zicheng really secretly buried the treasures of Dashun Kingdom?" Zhu Youlang patted Tang Zhen on the shoulder and smiled.

"Emperor Shengming!" Tang Zhen said with a smile.

"Hahaha...... Rich can make ghosts grind! There is no endless road to man! Aiqing, you hurry up and draft a document to search for the great poet in Guilin City, the widow wants to test him personally, if he can crack this poem, I Nanming can find this batch of treasures that belong to my Zhu family! Reward a thousand gold!" Zhu Youlang said excitedly, his eyes flashed with golden light, and countless scenes of the restoration of the Ming Dynasty appeared in his mind.

"Command!" Tang Zhen said with a smile.

"Hahaha...... What is that poem called? Read it again!" Zhu Youlang said with a smile, since he had been displaced all the way, he had never been so happy, and he felt that the burden of recovering the country on his body was instantly relieved, and Zhu Youlang, who had always frowned, smiled like a child.

Tang Zhen chanted with great interest:

The first three mountains and the last three mountains,

Proud of the nine turns.

There is a green dragon on the left according to the emperor's list,

On the right, there is a white tiger towards Horse Mountain.

Since Tang Zhen released a notice of the "Poetry Immortal Palace Pen Trial Competition", there has been a lot of discussion on the streets:

"Is this the imperial examination? Could it be that the Yongli Emperor is going to select the meritocracy?"

"Is this a written test of poetry, or is the emperor personally invigilated the exam? Oh my God!

"Nani, sir, the eight-strand essay that I have worked hard all my life on is waste......d! Will you jump into the North Sea with me tomorrow?"

When the poets of Guilin heard the news, they were secretly happy in their hearts, all kinds of life appearances, and there was a Xiucai who shook a paper fan and shouted loudly to his wife: "Lady, I want to eat ten salted duck eggs tonight to replenish my brain!" The Xiucai lady turned her head and asked while picking up the kitchen: "Have you picked up the gold ingots?" Why is it so extravagant?" The Xiucai said: "Thinking about the eight shares of scholars, the poetry has been no way, Taoguang Yanghui has also snubbed Mrs. so far, tomorrow is the time when I will rise to the top! Hahaha...... "There are wearing robes, The old poet, who was running wildly on the streets, shouted as he ran: "I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone......!" I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when she is gone!" For a time, countless poets in the streets and alleys of Guilin poured into the streets like a tide, they were graceful and beautiful young people, they were heroic and cool, their clothes fluttered like fairies, and they went to the Golden Palace with poetry and picturesqueness...... They threw up their long hair high, held their heads high, full of confidence, and walked hand in hand to the palace of Emperor Yongli singing Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine".

You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you.

When this group of poets who had risen from the ground in the Bagu Wen appeared heroically in front of Zhu Youlang, "Long live the emperor, long live, long live!" The poets knelt down together and asked for An Dao, "Flat!" Zhu Youlang was taken aback instantly, and whispered to Tang Zhen beside him: "Aiqing, you see that their hair is like thunder, or their robes are like pajamas, they feel not serious at all." Are they really the poets of legend?"

"Your Majesty, it's like a fake. They are all super poets from all over Guilin who have stood out through layers of auditions. Tang Zhen smiled lightly, and inadvertently threw a wink at the crowd. It's good that Tang Zhen's flattering eyes are not thrown, but when he throws them, he faints the two poets in an instant.

"Come on, carry down, carry down!" Tang Zhen ordered to the guards in the hall, and the guards on the left and right hurriedly led people to carry down the two fainting poets.

"Aiqing, what's going on? Why did you suddenly faint the two of you?" asked Zhu Youlang hurriedly.

"Your Majesty, maybe the two of them are anemic, right? As soon as they saw the true son, their blood pressure immediately increased, and they whimpered unconsciously. Tang Zhen covered his mouth and smiled.

"And this matter?" Zhu Youlang wondered.

"Your Majesty, our poets are sensitive and stressful. Just now I saw Lord Tang discharging electricity to us, and my two poet brothers were shocked and scared to death!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I was also electrocuted by Lord Tang just now! A young man in white next to the purple-clothed Xiucai said.

"Hahaha......" The other poets were in an uproar.

"Tang Aiqing, how can you be like this in the court? Don't take an example, don't take an example!" After saying that, Zhu Youlang covered his mouth and wanted to laugh.

"Emperor Xie, the minister really had to do it just now. It is better for the minister to retreat, so as not to wait for the dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and death below. Tang Zhen bent down and said.

"You go down, go down! The widow can test them in person!" Zhu Youlang smiled and shook his hand, Tang Zhen retreated from the hall.

"The widow heard that you are all the great sages, powerful and wise people of Guilin, I don't know what great achievements all the poets have made a living? So the poets approached the temple and chanted their own poems:

Travelogue of Mufu

The snow shines in the palace of Lijiang Rou, and the Mufu Naxi is paid.

Poetry travels in rivers and mountains for thousands of years, and I am a marquis when I travel in China.

Hibiscus

The green calyx of the frog was once like jade, and the shadow of the butterfly was late.

Langyuan Xun Song Yao Realm rain, frost cricket playing people idiot.

Wen Dangui idle question

The first time I met Qingyan Yangcha, Fangzi Qianying was jealous of the haze.

The idle body is the most Changchun guest, and the jade quality can be a good home.

The sleeves are deep in the old path, and the falling Ying is lightly decorated with new yarn.

Lan Xun Dangui why should he sweep it, and revisit Chang'e.

Rivers

Langyun smoke willow memory blue curtain, Xijing pear blossom proud white snow.

Poetry and painting in a thousand cities have never been in love, and the song of the wind and clouds is my heart.

On the East Lake Liangchen Beauty, Xiaoyue and the Wind Overlord are also returned.

Zhu Bi Ningshuang smiled at the vicissitudes of life, galloping through the borders of his fingers.

Climb Wutong Mountain

The golden autumn Kunpeng soars into the sea of clouds, and the purple sycamore pleases the single phoenix.

Thousands of peaks and thousands of pools greet the sky, and the pride of fish and geese sends the road to heaven.

Sizhu Yaoqin poems are extended, and there are thousands of cups of wine in the mountains.

I like Pengcheng to expand the new deal, and the confidant is a new style.

"Yes, yes, sure enough, they are all knowledgeable and talented! Can you share Song Ci with the widow?" After listening to several Tang poems in a row, Zhu Youlang clapped his hands and praised.

Qingyu Case • Yonghe

Ling Bo danced in red with his sleeves, condensed the Divine Comedy, and sang the universe. Qingtong Yuyu, Zhu Ge silver bed, heaven and man drums. The blue paper powder ink makeup is twilight, and the frog cries and the wet green shirt. How many seasons of green mash in Yaochi is a touch of incense, green sleeves and jade skin, and the spring and autumn silence of "Hanshu".

Wave of the Sand, Singing Goose City

The soup is full of tulips, the hot springs are willow waves, and the humane Guangdong back garden. Sheng Tang Huaqing pool is ashamed of makeup, and San Lang is envious.

The crisp immortal jumped into the dragon gate, dreamed of Langzhong, and tried the golden scales. Zhulan pine camphor reef splashing waves, thousands of Jiao hearty.

Nian Nujiao Pengcheng nostalgia

The south tour is slight, the southeast is around, and the spring color of Pengcheng is read. Thousands of ravines and beaches, packed up, boundless scenery and treasures. The typhoon devoured blood, the tsunami was invincible, and the night of the fishing village was cut off. The Sycamore Covenant, the Phoenix and the Whistle of Joy. Ninety-seven arms Xiangjiang, riding the Milky Way, proudly speaking of Chinese love. The wind blows and rains, the clear river is near, and the willows are far away. Pengcheng thousands of miles, blue sea and blue sky, dreaming of pioneering cattle. Qianqiu creativity, Shi Chengning asked strong, right?

Water tune song head • Sycamore view the sea

Xing Tianzhi is sleepless in Changyang Mountain. Let's ask if the heavens are coming, what is the wish of those who are determined to do it. I want to kill the charm day by day, but I read the grievances of the Guanghan Palace, and I am in a dilemma of love and righteousness. The iron and blood are more heroic, and the arrogant drink Yunhan! Despise the Honggul, the peak of the roaring peak, and step on the flat river. Cangshan goes out to sea, Phoenix Nirvana declares to the sky, Wutong cuts off the clouds and rain, Wei Wumeng is calm and turbulent, and the celestial phenomenon "I Ching" is written. Those who come to watch the sea, Jianghuai Zhijiang!

Tasha Walk • Rain

Qing Yulang Pei, gold beads fight, Luzhou jade flute sound at the beginning. The dream of the moonsong evening tune has ended, and the catkins and smoke disappear forever.

The plantain is fat, the willow leaves are thin, and the red yarn is lovesick at the beginning. Southern rain silk honey red beans, pear blossom sleeves cloud magnolia cardamom.

"Not bad! Not bad! Song Ci is either tender like water, fresh and elegant, or ambitious and heroic! The widow admires it to the fullest! Since everyone is virtuous and talented, the widow will not spare the bend, and the widow will make the Tang Lord send a list to find the Guilin poet Immortal is to decipher a poem and find a lost thing. If any of the poets deciphers this poem, the widow will give him a thousand taels of gold!" Zhu Youlang stepped down from the dragon chair, put his hands behind his back, and walked around the poets in the lower hall, and said solemnly.

"Your Majesty, may I ask what poetry?" a gray-haired old poet in front of the hall bent down and asked.

Zhu Youlang recited this poem aloud, and recited it twice in a row:

The first three mountains and the last three mountains,

Proud of the nine turns.

There is a green dragon on the left according to the emperor's list,

On the right, there is a white tiger towards Horse Mountain.

The first three mountains and the last three mountains,

Proud of the nine turns.

There is a green dragon on the left according to the emperor's list,

On the right, there is a white tiger towards Horse Mountain.

After reading it, there was a silence in the hall at first, and then everyone scratched their ears, looked around, and shook their heads.

"Woohoo lament! Woo hoo lament! Oh my God! Is the sky going to kill me?" Zhu Youlang opened his arms and looked up to the sky and sighed.

"We are ignorant and ignorant, and we ask the emperor to atone for our sins!" The emperor atoned for his sins!" The poets, who were still triumphant and arrogant before, were so frightened that they quickly lay on the ground and knelt down to beg for mercy.

"You deserve to die for your crimes! One second you give hope to the widow, and the next second you want to make the widow despair! Come, people! Drag them all out and cut them down!" Zhu Youlang roared angrily at the poets who were kneeling on the ground.

"The emperor spares his life, the emperor spares his life, spares his life......" The group of poets kowtowed, wept bitterly and begged, and some of the poets were so timid that they had collapsed to the ground.

"Drag it out, drag it out......" Zhu Youlang shook his hand while holding on to the pillar and said weakly, Zhu Youlang felt that the sky was dark, and he felt that he had no hope at all, and more than 2,000 people came to the land of Yunnan and Guizhou, and traveled to Guilin, thinking of recruiting a group of troops and sophisticated weapons and equipment through Li Zicheng's treasures, and restoring the Qing Dynasty, but it was completely hopeless.

"The emperor spares his life, spares his life......" the poets wailed.

"The Great Wall is still there, I don't see the Qin Shi Huang of the year! Successes and failures, the appearance of waves! I hope that the emperor will spare their lives!" I rode Youyou, the dragon god and the red tassel rode the flamingo to the scene, and the vermilion nut and the poets were dumbfounded, and all the guards in the hall escorted and raised their halberds around the vermilion nut to us. I didn't hurry to take out a scroll from my back and threw it into Zhu Youlang's hand, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, I am a Kyushu layman, and I am also a poet, and this song "Tanka Xing • Afang Palace" is my current heart. I will solve the mysteries they have not solved! I hope the emperor will spare them!"

"Brother Kyushu, fortunately we heard this news in time during the meal, otherwise how many more innocent souls would there be in this world!"

"Hmph, you're embarrassed to say, it's a pity that my bowl of Guilin rice noodles, the taste buds just ate that fluttering feeling, and you pulled it over!"

"Ying'er, I was wrong, I was wrong! I will make it up tomorrow, make up for it......" Dragon God begged for mercy.

Zhu Youlang opened the scroll, was amazed, and praised again and again: "Good poems! Good poems! The widows are not Qin Shi Huang, let them go!" The palace guards listened to the order to release those poets.

The poets thanked Zhu Youlang and me again and again, "Thank you to the emperor for not killing!" Thank you to the Kyushu monks ......for saving their lives, and then got up and ran away from the palace.

Zhu Youlang couldn't put it down with the painting scroll, and couldn't help but recite aloud my "Short Song Xing • A Fang Palace":

The king of Qin is one, and the four seas are one,

Shu Mu entered the funeral, and Ah Fang entered the file.

The orchid pond is arrogant, and the fragrant powder is a river,

Ziyu is a torch, and the historical record is a vision.

Seven Heroes Collection, All Nations Excellent,

The sun is thin, and there is no blessing to enjoy.

Lu's Spring and Autumn Period, vast as a sea of smoke,

I haven't seen the cloud dragon, and the gods of the last days are dead.

Next to the magnet door, Jing Ke hesitated,

Xiandao stopped, Penglai was hopeless.

Farewell to my concubine, Erchuan still sings,

The black is blue, and the Jianghuai is melancholy.

The majestic Qinling Mountains, the mighty Yellow River,

Suzaku Wadang, imperial meditation.

Chang'e Zhiyuan, Hou Yi is unharmed,

Success or failure, the appearance of waves.

"The first three mountains and the three mountains after the three mountains, comparable to the nine bends. On the left, there is a green dragon according to the emperor's list, and on the right, there is a white tiger towards the horse mountain. Your Majesty, Li Zicheng's treasure is in Longhu Mountain next to Sanqing Mountain and Jiujiang in Jiangxi, Li Zicheng's stay in Xiushui Town and building temples are just a trick. The first three mountains and the three mountains after the three mountains are talking about the Sanqing Mountain; the nine bends of the arrogant and the nine bends are the nine rivers where the nine rivers of the world converge; there is the green dragon according to the emperor's list on the left, and the white tiger Chaoma Mountain on the right, which is the Longhu Mountain, the holy land of Taoism, and the top of feng shui where the dragon vein extends. I laughed.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain?" Zhu Youlang put his hands behind his back, pacing back and forth on the hall, thoughtful.

"Yes, Your Majesty. There is a pair of couplets in front of the gate of the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain: the fairy guest on the Qilin Palace, the prime minister's house in Longhu Mountain. This couplet is written about Zhang Liang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, who built the Qilin Pavilion during the reign of Liu Bang, to convene a meeting of military ministers, and the immortal guest refers to Zhang Liang. Quanlian means: Zhang Liang is the first person to make meritorious contributions to the Han Dynasty, and his descendant Zhang Daoling Tianshi is also a prominent family. Among them, the thirty-eight generations of heavenly master Zhang and Cai sealed the national duke, and gave a gold seal to see a product, so it was called the prime minister's house. Li Zicheng later also advocated opposing the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty and maintaining the rule of the Han people, and he wanted to emulate Zhang Liang. Nine dragons gathered in the Shangqing Palace, and the heavenly master captured the demon to show his magical powers. Only one dragon does not subdue, and swims along the water to meet the tiger. Hahaha...... This dragon who doesn't pay the law is Li Zicheng. I laughed.

The meaning of the poet's words is that Li Zicheng's treasure is in Longhu Mountain, but unfortunately Longhu Mountain is now in the hands of the Qing Dynasty. Alas!" Zhu Youlang smacked the pillar and sighed.

"Huh...... If the emperor is really determined to regain his sight, I still have a million lions, and I can step on Longhu Mountain in an instant and help the emperor retrieve the treasure!" I smiled lightly.

"Millions of heroes?" Zhu Youlang was taken aback and overjoyed, "I wonder if these armies of Kyushu residents can be lent to me?"

"Your Majesty, the million lions I'm talking about are the millions of poets in my poetry country, and they are so pure-hearted and have few desires that they won't fight fiercely. If the emperor thinks that the world will experience another war, and then you will win the world, the people will be really happy and happy. We're going to recruit right away!" I said.

Zhu Youlang was silent, he stared at my song "Short Song Xing Afang Palace" on the painting scroll, and was silent.

"Since the emperor has the people in his heart, everything is clear. I chuckled.

"The great poet and a few others will go and rest first, let me think about it, how about talking about it tomorrow?" said Zhu Youlang with a smile.

"Okay!" After that, Long Shenao and Hongying and I went to the guest room of the palace to rest under the leadership of the little eunuch.