Chapter 3: The Past

In a trance, Chang Xi opened his eyes, but he still vaguely remembered that he was still in the dream in the past.

In the nineteenth year of Jian'an, Mrs. Li went out of the palace of King Zhou, and she was tried and punished.

Where was Li Yanren that year? Jingyue Lake in Yanqiu, Saibei, she had been away from Fengjing for a long time at that time, and her mother promised her three years of Shaohua to be free, and the Qiyuan Emperor of Fengjing was still seriously ill and was raised in Chaoyang Palace.

Yanqiu Jingyue Lake goodbye, at that time she was holding a fishing rod, fishing alone, so many peach blossoms on the lakeside, sprinkled all over her.

At that time, he was lonely and exhausted, and she was still beautiful at the beginning, but she didn't know him when she met him through another face.

She took the fishing rod, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and she was tall and arrogant, like him in the past.

There was a fire fox scurrying on the ground, and she noticed the blood on the ground, "You are covered in injuries, covered in blood, but you don't scream, how painful." ”

At that time, Xiao Chonghua's face was cold and unpretentious, and when he saw her speak, he saw that she was only about fourteen or fifteen years old, and she was bright and fresh, and she spoke for a long time: "The relatives are painful, the enemies are fast, you are still too young to understand." ”

Li Yan's heart suddenly hurt at that time, this sentence poked the wound in her heart, her brother-in-law will never come back, thinking about not opening her mouth again, she just touched two bottles of medicine from her waist and threw them over, "Here you go, this bottle is gold sore medicine, that bottle is a healing holy product, you eat it, I won't harm you." ”

Later, when she saw that he seemed to disbelieve, she smiled with her eyebrows, "If you don't believe it, then let yourself bleed, anyway, it has nothing to do with me, if you use my medicine and are cured, I will naturally ask for something." I saved you, and you naturally have to make a promise by example. ”

Listening to the words, Xiao Chonghua smiled all of a sudden, for the first time in his life, he was not suspicious, believing that this woman was a good person.

That was their first acquaintance, on the shore of Jingyue Lake, the sunshine in April, the peach blossoms full of trees, the wicker dragging on the ground by the stream, flowers and catkins, all fell to the ground. Flying flowers and cheap jade, falling in the lake not far away.

Later, she often saw him in Jingyue Lake, dressed in a dark robe, sitting next to her, watching her fishing, and not speaking. At that time, she told him that her name was Xie Xiaoxiao, and nothing else.

She knew who he was, and he never asked her where she came from. Perhaps, at that time, they knew that if one person knew too much, the other party would be farther away from them.

There is a hut on the shore of Jingyue Lake, with a canopy boat tied to the front of the house, and on both sides are her pruned peach blossoms, which accompany her through day after month.

In the cold winter of Sanjiu, she stood on the bow of the canopy, and the jade flute in Tsing Yi played a song, and she never planned to say goodbye, she should not have too much entanglement with him.

She should also change the fishing place, she suddenly remembered the person she hadn't remembered for a long time, Li Xiu, the king of Zhou.

Brother Xiu, I have walked through the south of the Yangtze River, seen the Saibei, and based on every place you once wanted to go, but now your soul has followed me and returned.

Jin Wu sank in the west, and light snow fell on Jingyue Lake, thinking of these people in my memory, these things had already disappeared after the King of Zhou forced the palace, and there was no longer the Qiyuan Emperor who was galloping with the whip and the red-clothed Emperor of Weiyang Palace.

She is now guarding the rivers and mountains of Daqin, and for the time being, she has forgotten the emperor who is still in Zhaoyang Hall in Fengjing, and only wantonly does a time to be an anonymous clan in the rivers and lakes, the Lanling Xie clan.

"Fengjing Xiao Shiheng, begging to marry Xie Men, willing to marry Qin and Jin, accept the covenant of the white head, take the white goose as a gift, do not accept concubines, fair lady, are you willing?" He was dressed in an azure embroidered five-dragon robe, a jade belt tied to the waist, a crown in appearance, kneeling on one knee by the lake, holding a white goose to ask for marriage.

King Zhao of the Fengjing Xiao clan knelt down in heaven and earth, knelt down to his parents, even if he was here today, he didn't need to bow down, and now he knelt in front of her. At that time, she was not without emotion.

Her tears flowed down, and even though her heart was the same, she was unlucky. Fengjing has already heard the news that her eldest brother, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, is seriously ill.

"It's here, and then make an appointment at dusk, and I'll have a drink with you. At that time, she thought that Fengjing would eventually see each other again, but she never thought that Emperor Qiyuan had never left Fengjing, had never been to Saibei, and had never thought that some things were really too hurried.

In the middle of the twenty-first spring of Jian'an, the crown prince Li Yu died of illness, mourning, and was called Wenzhao, known as Prince Wenzhao in history. At the beginning of the summer of that year, Emperor Xuanping died, passed on the throne of Emperor Qiyuan, and ordered the queen of the Kunyi Hall of the Middle Palace, Lanling Xie, to be martyred.

When Li Yan died, the capital was secretly in turmoil.

The Qinzheng Hall is too cold, the surroundings are deserted, the indescribable slaughter, the dragon bed under her, the chair she has sat on, the seal she has covered, these things have been with her all her life, but she has also taken too many things away because of these.

Her fourth brother, under the persecution of Mrs. Li, was finally executed; her eldest brother, because of guilt, was still standing when he left; and her mother, who had been depressed in this Weiyang Palace for decades, was finally a white silk three feet.

The world says that it is the most ruthless emperor's family, and what he said is really to the point.

"Zhuohua, help the widow up, the peach blossoms in Zhaoyang Palace, are they also blooming very brilliantly?" Someone came in, she didn't need to look to know who it was, she laughed at herself, and now she has become a loner.

Zhuohua looked at her and her face seemed to have a complexion, knowing that if she was not afraid, she would be annoyed again, and when the time came, she was only afraid that her body would be worse, Zhuohua's eyebrows and eyes were red, and Xu was crying, "Your Majesty, when are the peach blossoms gone, it's not too late for you to take care of your body." ”

Li Yan smiled, and touched Zhuohua's head as before, "You also call me Your Majesty, but now you are really alone." With Zhuohua putting on her cloak, she whispered, "The flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year, when did you say that Huaiguang waited for it to arrive in Fengjing." ”

Huaiguang waited for Xiao Chonghua, Xiaowen moved from Zhao to Chu in three years, changed the title of King of Chu, and Xiaowen descended to Huaiguang in seven years.

"He has passed Lanling and will enter Beijing in the near future. Zhuohua held back her tears and helped Li Yan.

Li Yan sneered, dizzy, but still stood still, "I haven't seen him for six years, and I summoned him back this time, presumably with a beauty." ”

Zhuohua naturally didn't speak, Xiao Chonghua is her eldest brother, Yu is like a father, and Yu is different from the prince and minister.

In the garden of Zhaoyang Palace, the peach blossoms are really blooming brilliantly, and Li Yan relied on her childhood memories to stop under a tree. "There is a pot of wine buried under this tree, I once thought it must be a pot of daughter red, after the fourth brother and the queen mother went, only I knew here, but now I think it is just a pot of flowers withering, in vain the mother's loving heart at that time. ”

Daqin customs, the girl was born and buried a pot of wine under the tree, and when she got married, she dug it out and drank it, which was the daughter red, and if the woman died early, it was a flower withering, which meant that the flower was withered. Naturally, there is no such thing in the royal family, but the Empress Xie of the Middle Palace loves the emperor very much, and when the emperor of Qiyuan was born, he planted a peach tree and buried such a pot of wine.

Zhuohua was surprised, she naturally remembered that the emperor and queen got married, and Empress Xiaowen waited for Xiao Chonghua, the king of Zhao at that time, under this tree, but she didn't wait in the end. "Your Majesty, you never say ......"

Li Yan hid her face and sat down against the trunk of the tree, but someone questioned herself fiercely in her heart. Say anything, in the end, say it with a broken mouth, and who can believe it. Emperor Li Yan of Qiyuan was just a stranger to him, and Empress Xiaowen was just a king to him.

"Zhuohua, I still remember the Weiyang Palace at that time, my little Zhuohua was only so big, and now in a blink of an eye, Xiaowen has been ten years. I am ashamed of you all my life, leaving you in the deep palace and wasting my life. She closed her eyes and sighed.

Xiao Zhuohua, the lord of Changle Weng, entered the palace to accompany the Qiyuan Emperor when she was four years old, she was two years old, never married, served the king, and dedicated a woman's best years to her best friends.

Li Yan always remembered that there was a woman who grew up shouting her name all the time.

"Ayan ......" Zhuohua tears and wiped her face, she volunteered to stay in Weiyang Palace.

The king in front of her is her best friend who grew up with. She has spent more than 20 years with Li Yan in this gorgeous Weiyang Palace, and has witnessed her joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and knows how difficult it is for her to rise from a little emperor to level the song and dance of the Great Qin governance and the prosperous era of the Kaiyuan Dynasty.

She deserves to be honored all her life, recruit a colt, live carefree, the years are too cruel, and everything that should not belong to her will be added to herself. What's more, their Xiao family bears the last warm smile on the face of this lonely woman.

"Saibei, Yanqiu Jingyue Lake, shouldn't meet ......" she said unclearly, a little vague, Zhuohua finally heard her mutter, "Chonghua, Chonghua......"

She coughed up the blood on the ground, staining the soil under her body that buried the flower carving, and after closing her eyes, she never opened them again.

The peach is dying, scorching, full of beauty, covering her life, and when she is sent away, there is only one person by her side.

At the gate of Fengjing City, there was a solemnity, and the Imperial Forest Army was standing.

At the gate of the city, a dark horse came with a whip, and at that time, the golden wuxi was sinking, and the sun was mild. The person on the horse pulled the reins in his hand, stopped, looked back and fell on the black smoke outside the northern city, his eyes were suddenly tight, and his heart hurt terribly.

He stopped at Zhao Wangfu, and he didn't see him for six years, Zhao Wangfu was still the same, and he didn't even change the plaque, but hung up the white palace lamp. Xiao Chonghua jumped off the horse, and there were already people waiting in front of King Zhao's mansion.

"Lord Wang, the Son of Heaven has collapsed, announce your entry into the palace. "In the morning, news came from Weiyang Palace, and now Fengjing is on alert, and everyone is speculating about who the next monarch will be.

The air was slightly cool, and the smell of blood was permeating.

There was pain in his eyes, he smiled lowly, and there were tears in his eyes, "It's dead, it's dead......

The female emperor of filial piety, the daughter of the Xuanping Emperor, and the Xie family of the mother Lanling clan. In the fourth year of Jian'an, the eldest prince Ziyu was the king of Rui, the fourth prince Xiu was the king of Zhou, and the emperor was the princess of Qiyuan. Enlightenment, opening, Yuan, beginning.

In the nineteenth year of Jian'an, the emperor abolished the king of Zhou as a concubine and took King Rui as the crown prince. In the spring of the twenty-first year, the prince of Wenzhao, in the same year, Emperor Xuanping collapsed, and passed on the throne of Princess Qiyuan, as Emperor Xiaowen.

In July of the first year, the world was pardoned. In October, the field was half rented.

In the spring of the second year, Xiao Chonghua, the king of Zhao, was appointed as the regent of the imperial husband and pardoned the world. In the same year, 3,000 palace people returned to his home. In autumn, the rain and hail in the north of the Saibei are five inches big and two feet deep. Retrograde, keep the north star, and the moon rises between the north star.

In the first month of the third year, Changxing went out of the West, Li Cen, the king of Luling Jin, Li Qi, the king of Wu in Jinan, and Li Feng, the king of Linchuan. The general Li Dang sent the troops, more than that. In June, the regent of the imperial husband personally enlisted and punished the soldiers. Pardon the dead army and the sons of the king and the rebels, and the king of Zhao is the king of Chu.

At the end of the spring of the fourth year, the king of Chu returned to the north. In September, Zhao Di was used as Handan. Winter, on behalf of the king's son.

In March of the sixth year, the storm in Jiangdu came from the northwest, and the bad city was twelve zhang. In April, the lord of Changle Weng was the lord of Changle Weng of the town. In November, forgive the world.

In May of the seventh year, Yangling moved and descended to the king of Chu for Huaiguanghou. In August, the Lanling locust. The Confidant of the Tomb of Amnesty.

Eight years, there is a disease. In August, there was a severe drought in Lanling.

Nine years, the illness has been very good.

In the spring of the tenth year, Emperor Xiaowen collapsed.

The edict is located in the imperial husband, which is for Emperor Zhao.

Emperor Xiaowen's last words, saying that the monarchs of the two dynasties should not be buried together, and after a hundred years of restoring the new emperor, death and life will never see each other again.