Twenty-Seven: Spirit

Liu Ying smiled, "Nacheng, I made an appointment with them to meet in the wine pool." You go over there and wait first, I'll go back to the East Palace to deal with some things, and I'll be over in a while!" ”

When he turned around and saw Lu Yi, he said with a smile, "Do you want to go with Wu Niang?" ”

Lu Yi stood up and smiled a little reluctantly, "I still have some things to do, so I won't go!" Ah Yan, you have to have fun! ”

"Hey," Zhang Yan tilted her head and smiled, "Thank you Wu Niang!" ”

Coming out of the Jiaofang Palace, walking along the palace road to the south for a while, out of a palace gate, and then turning to the southwest, walking for a quarter of an hour, you can hear the sound of the canal flowing.

Zhang Yan turned around the corridor, and suddenly saw that the sun was shining, and the water of the flying canal poured into the pool from one end, rippling a pool of deep and secluded green, and then flowing out from the other end, flowing quietly in the direction of the Immortal Palace. The scenery of the wine pond is deep, standing on the pavilion by the pool, only to feel that the water vapor is slightly wet and the pavement comes, the heart is relaxed and happy, it is really a good place to spend summer.

In the afternoon, the sun was clear, the Changle Palace was silent, and there were no more people on the wine pool. Zhang Yan simply sat down on the stone wall by the pool, gently poked her feet down, suddenly felt a coolness, shrank slightly, and then calmly put it down, and the pool water passed over the snow-white back, making a loud sound.

She got a little amused, paddled the pool, splashed a cool splash, and giggled.

"It's beautiful!" Ruyi exclaimed.

She was taken aback and turned around, and saw the purple-clothed young man sitting on the trunk, staring at her pair of snowy feet with his cheeks on his cheeks, and his eyes were admiring without a trace of lewdness.

"Your feet are so beautiful," Liu Ruyi jumped down from the trunk, praised beside her, and stretched out her hand to make a gesture, "It's only a little worse than my aunt." ”

Zhang Yan stared at him speechlessly.

Is this kid sure he's praising me or hurting me?

"You don't believe me?" Ruyi raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Yan withdrew her feet from the pond, put on her green silk shoes, stood up and tied her green silk, "I believe it, how can I not believe it?" ”

In the heart of every teenager who has not grown up, his mother is the most beautiful, and he doesn't care about him.

Ruyi nodded, "That's good." Suddenly, I realized that something was wrong, "Hey, Ah Yan, you should call me uncle, but I haven't heard you call me until now!" ”

Zhang Yan snorted, and looked him from head to foot, and then from foot to head with a disdainful gaze, "How much older are you than me?" "I'm sorry for me to call you uncle.

"It doesn't matter how much older than you, it's an uncle or an uncle. The seniority is there, it's my newborn eighth brother, you have to call uncle. ”

Zhang Yan pursed her lips and suddenly stretched out her hands to pull Liu Ruyi's cheeks, "Do you want me to call your uncle?" Let's wait until you get rid of this childishness. ”

"Oh, it hurts-" Ruyi's voice became a little leaky, and she glared back at the fairy hall grandmother who came up behind her, rubbed her cheeks, but she was not angry, and muttered,

"If you don't call it uncle, you won't call it uncle, it's not a big deal! My aunt will dance with her father on the Honghu stage, well, my aunt's dance is beautiful! His voice became cheerful, and he suddenly got up, pulling Zhang Yan up, "I'll take you to see my aunt dance!" ”

"Bah-" Zhang Yan was pulled by him and stumbled, and the girl's whining voice came from the wind, "You slow down!" ”

Honghu platform is seven feet high, the paulownia wood holds the pillar on it, the pearl shell is the eaves, the atrium Tong Zhu, the red lacquer masonry is all copper, the gold, painted white jade, and the pearl green feather ornaments, the gold is brilliant, Zhang Yan hides behind a vermilion lacquer pillar, looking at Liu Bang and Mrs. Qi who are connected and sitting in the hall.

Chang'an in May already brought a hint of heat, Mrs. Qi was wearing a snow-colored lotus-patterned jacket, a green silk hair tied into a Lingyun bun, a jade hand slender peeling an orange, the sleeves fell to the elbow, revealing a line of snow-white skin, enchanting and moving, handed a piece of orange to Liu Bang's mouth.

Liu Bang smiled and took her hand down, Qi Yi withdrew his hand in annoyance, but there was a smile in his eyes, "Your Majesty," the waiter Peilan presented a five-colored silk thread, Qi Yi took it, tied it to Liu Bang and his own wrists, raised it to look at it, and smiled with satisfaction, "Your Majesty, the old man said that this is 'connected love', but you can love each other for a lifetime and never separate." I've tied you up, Your Majesty, you can't leave the concubine in the future! ”

"Good, good, good name." Liu Bang laughed loudly, "Ai Ji, I and you, in this life and this life, are connected for love." ”

The musicians in the hall played the song with strings, played the flute and played the song of "Shangling".

Mrs. Qi sang, "If Mo is dusty, it is the moon in the water." The auspicious day will be happy. "The singing is clear.

A deep baritro voice sounded, and Liu Bang sang harmoniously,

“…… The destiny of heaven is clear. I sleep all night, and I only do things to the spirit. The brilliant one is the top, and the one is the spirit. The red phoenix flies in the south, and the wings are in the east. The moon is full of spirits, and it is endless. "The two voices of men and women are intertwined with each other, like the five-colored silk threads connected between the wrists, Liu Bang's singing voice is rough and heroic, and Qi Yi's singing voice is clear and soft, although it is one day and one place, it is strange and harmonious. The two of them stepped on the ground with their arms together, singing opposite each other, their eyes met in the air, Mrs. Qi's cheeks were half red, slightly drunk, her eyes were flowing, and she was bright and incomprehensible.

"Self-indulgence, passing on the English drum. The destiny of heaven is clear. I sleep all night, and I only do things to the spirit. The brilliant one is the top, and the one is the spirit. The red phoenix flies in the south, and the wings are in the east. The moon is full of spirits, and it is endless. ”

Zhang Yan stood behind the Tongzhu, and looked at the silhouette of Mrs. Qi under the Ming jewelry in the hall in a daze, and the bright light made people dare not force their eyes.

"How?" Ruyi said proudly, "My aunt is beautiful, right?" ”

Zhang Yan pursed her lips and said, "It's very beautiful!" ”

But

She secretly said in her heart: One day, I will be prettier than her!

"What are you doing?" A clear and bright voice came, and Mrs. Qi walked around Tongzhu to them and smiled, her cheeks stained with a hint of red clouds because of her lack of alcohol.

"Oops," Ruyi jumped up, "A-Niang, how do you know I'm here?" ”

"Your voice can be heard by a deaf person, and I'm afraid I don't know?" Mrs. Qi said angrily.

Ruyi touched his head and said, "Is my father in the East Chamber?" I'll go to see him in the East Wing. He got under Mrs. Qi's arm and slipped in.

Zhang Yan watched him fly away in amazement, leaving himself alone, stomping his feet, opening his mouth to call, but the Ruyi kid had already disappeared behind the temple curtain.

"Lord Weng," Madame Qi called with a smile.

"Mrs. Qi," Zhang Yan said with a straight face, "A few days ago, His Majesty gave the throne of King Zhao to Ruyi, my father is no longer the prince of the king, Madame just call me Ah Yan." ”

"Okay, Ah Yan." Mrs. Qi is as kind as a stream, "How are you Auntie?" ”

"Mrs. Lao Qi asked," Zhang Yan said, "My aunt is all right now." ”

On the day of Lu Yuan's birth, if it weren't for Mrs. Qi's help to intercede, Liu Bang would not have agreed to release Zhang Ao, maybe Lu Yuan would not have survived the difficult birth of one corpse and two lives. Speaking of which, Zhang Yan owes Mrs. Qi a favor, so she can only be with Yan at this time.

Mrs. Qi looked at the picturesque girl in front of her and smiled slightly, "That day in the Great Xia Palace, you scolded me for nothing." But, Ah Yan, have you thought about it," she lowered her eyes, her beautiful eyes glowed with light and darkness, and laughed in a low voice, "What woman wants to do evil things in the first place?" ”

"Would you like to hear my story?"

“…… Madame, please. ”

“…… In fact, there is nothing to say," Mrs. Qi pulled her sideburns and said, "When I was fixing the pottery, I had a cousin who was married. I may not love him much, but at that time, I really wanted to live with him for the rest of my life. Later, when His Majesty came to Dingtao, I met His Majesty by chance......"

She turned her head away, pretending to be brisk, "I also thought about eloping with him, but he didn't dare. …… Later, I followed Your Majesty, in the troubled times, a woman's will is too small, and when I give birth to Ruyi, I will never have the same mind as before! ”

"But," Zhang Yan looked up, "you are plotting to seize my uncle's storage position in your heart." A pair of eyebrows and eyes are extremely stubborn.

Even if it was the duckweed of fate before, it was a kind of helplessness, but what about after?

No one is really that innocent, and in that case, don't pretend to be a white lamb. That would be disgusting!

"Prince," Mrs. Qi looked forward to it and smiled slightly,

"The prince is a good man. Actually, I still like the prince! Although I don't give an inch to the competition with Queen Lu, but in my heart, I don't hate His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Princess Lu Yuan, if I don't really say it, I still like them a little. Because they are good people, and there are not many good people in this world! ”

She turned her head sideways, her shadow cast on the beaded curtain, distant and indifferent, "If I were the only one, I would not be able to fight for the throne." But I have wishful thinking, every mother will plan for her son. Because she wants to give her son the best in the world. So, I had to keep going until there was no way forward and I didn't look back! ”

Zhang Yan was speechless.

There are some things that are not right or wrong, they just need a position and a reason. You can not forgive, but you can understand.

"But why are you telling me these things?" She said indifferently.

"Because I don't like to be pointed at my nose and scolded by the fox," Qi Yi smiled slightly, "Especially, when I think this kind of scolding actually makes some sense." "That feeling, it's really not good!