In the spring of March, the bright afternoon spring light, the peach blossoms blooming in the backyard of the Zhou Mansion are competing to open and bloom on the branches.

Qiu'er carried her skirt, her waist twisted implicitly, and she hurried through the forest with a heartfelt face, passing by the light and shadow of the peach trees, looking for the most familiar figure.

The air was wafting with white and red petals, and Emperor Zhou E's extremely beautiful face finally came out lightly in the flowers and trees, and between the gaps in the lush trees, a black hair was pulled into a high beauty bun, revealing a skin as white as snow, and the peach blossoms on the shoulders were particularly bright.

"Qiu'er, why are you in such a hurry?" I saw Emperor Zhou E pursing his lips lightly, and his smiling and charming eyes seemed to be constantly stirring people's heartstrings.

"Ahem, someone is coming......" Qiu'er seemed to be walking too eagerly, and couldn't help but gasp.

Before he could finish listening, the tenderness in Emperor Zhou E's eyes suddenly dimmed, leaving only a faint coldness: "Is there another person from King Zheng's Mansion?" How many times have I said it, I have a marriage contract, and I don't see any man, you just ignore it......"

With a raised eyebrow, Emperor Zhou Ehuang's mind involuntarily appeared with a lewd face with high forehead and thick lips and swollen eyes.

In his memory, that person's identity is precious, originally not so dissolute, when he was a child, he followed his father into the palace to meet the queen, that person also followed him, his eyes were clear and simple, and he even called his sister affectionately, why has it become like this now? And knowing that he had a marriage contract, the man didn't care about his face at all, and always came to the door again and again, not to mention the reputation, the greasy eyes and pompous behavior, only once it was faintly disgusting.

At this time, Qiu'er walked quickly to her own young lady, and then like a doll on a New Year's painting, her little face was swollen red, and she said anxiously: "Miss, it's not that annoying!" It's Lang, someone from Langzhou! ......”

The peach branch in his hand suddenly fell, and Emperor Zhou E came back to his senses suddenly, holding his breath and listening word for word. It wasn't until Qiu'er excitedly mentioned that Li Yuan was going to return to Beijing soon to welcome his relatives, and Emperor Zhou E's chest, half-covered and half-covered like a white jade that had just been condensed, began to rise and fall continuously, his eyes were like rippling water, and he gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "This heart thief, did you finally remember me......

Qiu'er looked at Emperor Zhou E's appearance, and she also smiled comfortably, she naturally understood in her heart that since Li Yuan's expedition to the west, this beautiful face in front of her has been lost for many days and nights, and at this moment, she can finally see the moon when the clouds are open.

"Miss, the slave heard from the steward in the mansion that Uncle Nalangzhou is fine, what kind of ancient Wuling city is it,...... That's right, it's the Wuling in "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring" taught by Miss, the grass is delicious, and the fallen flowers are colorful......" Qiu'er couldn't help but fall into longing and began to chant in a trance.

Seeing Qiu'er's playful little face glowing slightly in the sun, so cute that she couldn't wait to teach people to take a bite, Emperor Zhou E couldn't help but gently pull her closer, and whispered with a smile: "You always told me how good Li Lang was before, why are you saying how good Langzhou is now?" To be honest, do you want to marry Li Lang too? ”

Qiu'er hurriedly took a few steps back, and suddenly pursed the corners of her mouth and replied nervously: "Slave, how dare a slave have such a thought!" What kind of identity does my uncle ......?"

"Humph!" After thinking about it for a while, Emperor Zhou E looked at Qiu'er's pitiful appearance, and couldn't help but smile faintly: "Whether you have this mind or not, you are my person, and after all, you are also his person......"

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In the south of Nengren Temple, there is a quiet and long, green willow-shaded street and alley, where there is a majestic mansion, the golden roof, the red door, the antique color, the style is extraordinary, so that people spontaneously have a mysterious and solemn feeling. There are four white marble pillars standing in front of the house, surrounded by orchids carved from gold, which bloom with a luxurious atmosphere.

The people of Jinling all know that this place was once the residence of the ancestor Li Yu when the dragon was hidden, and the generalissimo of the original Yang and Wu periods was called "the land of dragon prosperity" in this era. And now the emperor Li Jing somehow, in the court, overrode public opinion, and actually gave this mansion with special political significance to his six princes, the newly canonized Zheng King Li Congjia, which caused the reverie of the subjects of the whole country for a while.

In this luxurious palace of King Zheng, endless corridors turn around. The garden scenery under the spring color is even more ever-changing, and there is a unique cave.

At this time, Zhang Xun, a member of the Ministry of Rites, was walking leisurely in the palace, very skillfully and freely passing through the verandah gatehouse. The maidservants of the palace who met along the way all unconsciously stopped and saluted him frequently, what a spring breeze to be proud!

Of course, Zhang Xun is self-aware, after all, he was born from a humble background, with his own talent and intelligence, and he was able to raise his rank through hard study through the cold window, and fortunately, when he first entered the court, he was taken by Xu Xuan, the secretary of the court, and successfully became his protégé, so he also became the youngest bachelor of the Hanlin Academy at the age of eighteen.

I thought that with my full stomach and martial arts since childhood, I could be called both civil and military, and sooner or later I would be able to enter the center, and even go to the pavilion to pay homage to the prime minister in order to reward my ambition. But helplessly, Emperor Li Jing has always been keen on the great cause of unification, in his opinion, Zhang Xun, a young and shallow bachelor of Hanlin, but a man of pure talk, even if he can talk on paper, he has not been baptized by war, he still can't get into his eyes.

And even more unfortunately, his mentor Xu Xuan, who has always been self-assured of Qinggao, was also deeply excluded from the DPRK and China at this time, and successively offended the two powerful parties, and Zhang Xun's situation can be imagined.

Therefore, Zhang Xun has been in the office for more than a year, and he has been talking and spending time in the Ministry of Rites and the Hanlin Academy. And when he was depressed, his Bole Xu Xuan reappeared, and pointed out to him a seemingly bright path, that is, to become a guest of King Zheng's mansion and help King Zheng Li Congjia compete for the crown.

In the backyard of the palace, the pavilion of the water pavilion echoed with a mournful and hoarse chanting, from far and near.

"The clouds are a shuo, the jade is a shuttle, and the surging shirts are thin! Light cheek double snails. There is a lot of autumn wind, the rain is harmonious, and the plantain outside the curtain is three or two! The night man can't help ......"

Seeing that Li Congjia was wantonly wearing the royal robe, drinking in the pavilion and shouting loudly, as if he was melancholy, Zhang Xun couldn't help frowning, but then sorted out his mood, and hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Your Highness is full of ideas, and has made another good song!" I don't know which woman is so blessed that His Royal Highness misses her so much! ”

Li Congjia saw that it was Zhang Xun who arrived, his eyes were still dim, and then he said in disbelief: "Alas! Shi Di, this king has nothing to do with her! God is unfair, this love is difficult to eliminate, this hatred is difficult to eliminate! ”

These words made Zhang Xun pause, and said naturally for a moment: "Oh? What does it mean to be inseparable? Is there a woman in this world who His Royal Highness can't get? ”

Li Congjia seemed to have no scruples, still immersed in his sad world: "It's this king who is one step late, and she will marry a wife in a few days!" This king is unwilling, it is rare in the world, and it is difficult to find beautiful women! ”

Zhang Xun was a little stunned, this kind of foolish words is not what a person who wants to fight for the country should say, he just wanted to refute but hesitated, in the end, Li Congjia is the master, he is just a minister, so he can only persuade in a deep voice: "A woman with a marriage contract will sooner or later be tomorrow's yellow flower!" Your Highness, under the whole world, it is not the king's land! You are the King Zheng of my Tang Dynasty, extremely noble, how many beauties are not at your fingertips? Your Highness, the great cause is important, why should you be bound to the quagmire and abandon the great river? ”

These painstaking words made Li Congjia suddenly angry: "Nonsense! Even if there are many beauties standing in front of her, they are just ashamed of themselves! In the eyes of this king, she is peerless and incomparable! ”

At this time, Zhang Xun almost couldn't control his scolding in his heart, and after exhaling a deep breath of turbidity, he asked softly: "Your Highness, who is this woman you are talking about?" ”

Li Congjia stared at Zhang Xun's earnest eyes and paused for a moment, and finally clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "That's it!" One day, you'll know. Why does the heavens treat this king like this?! Sooner or later, this king will have to include her in the palace! ”

Just as King Zheng and Li Congjia were complaining here, Xu Xuan hurriedly led two tall men in martial clothes towards the pavilion.

Seeing the sudden arrival of his teacher, Zhang Xun hurriedly lowered his head and reminded in a low voice: "Your Highness, Duke Xu is here, don't lose your words!" ”

Li Congjia just picked up the wine cup noncommittally, closed his eyes and drank it all. In a short time, Xu Xuan and others had already arrived.

"Xu Shangshu, come and drink with this king!"

Xu Xuan, who has always been shrewd, also seemed to see Li Congjia's frustration today, but at this time, he only had one other important thing in his heart, so he arched his hand and said: "The minister has seen His Royal Highness King Zheng!" Your Royal Highness, Rong Chen introduced you, these two generals are Zhou Xingfeng and Zhang Wenbiao, they are all from Langzhou, they are all from afar......"