Well, this chapter shows a word count of 2000, which is actually more than 6,000 words. Do the May monthly pass 2400 plus more (uh, if I want to include the 2800 plus plus also counted.) Everyone, don't object, right? ）

Because I just opened a single order, I will give everyone 4,000 words.

Happy Children's Day.

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(many, many years later)

In the seventh year of Emperor Hui (the fourteenth year of Emperor Hui). May, summer.

Empress Xiaohui Zhang Yan sat in the Jiaofang Palace.

She was a little troubled at this point.

Here's what happened: Early in the morning, Liu Ying got up from her bed and went to the morning court. She asked for a good morning kiss as usual, but to no avail.

At noon, Liu Ying went back to Jiaofang Hall for dinner, intimacy between husband and wife was inevitable, over the years, anyway, she rubbed oil on him from time to time, and he was used to it. This time, he actually rejected her again.

Could this be the seven-year itch of later popular legends?

Zhang Yan then pinched her fingers and calculated, it seems that since she successfully turned this person into her hands in the seventh year of the previous century, this year, it is exactly seven years.

The so-called seven-year itch, two people who once loved each other passionately gradually wore out their passion and lost their freshness in life, and in the dull day and night relationship, because they were too familiar with each other, their shortcomings were revealed or their ideas collided. Eventually burns out with each other.

However, they are different from ordinary couples, from the closest relatives to the most beloved lovers. They are well aware of each other's character and character, and they never hide it. It is common for boiling water to gradually cool into warm water. Boil warm water into a boiling water, but it needs to be constantly burned with firewood. Their journey has not been easy, and she believes that their relationship will stand the test.

Beside her, the eldest princess of Fanyang is learning the piano for the first time, playing around, and having a good piano. was played by her into a boring and monotonous one, and even more out of tune I don't know 108,000 miles, Zhang Yan couldn't help but say to her daughter, "Okay, this piano, where can't you play it, right?" Xuanhua Pavilion is empty, can you go there to practice? ”

"But the queen mother," she smiled and raised her eyes, she was only six years old, and her eyes were like apricots. looks very much like Zhang Yan, but the shape of her lips is similar to Liu Ying.

She tugged at her mother's sleeve coquettishly, "I want to play the piano." Do you want to be by your mother's side? ”

Zhang Yan was speechless, in this world, the brine points tofu (crossing omnipotent), one thing drops one thing, she can eat Liu Ying to death, the same reason can be proven. This doll will be able to eat her to death. My daughter said so, so she naturally had to appreciate it.

At the time of the unitary, Liu Ying came back from the Xuanshu Palace, so she personally taught her to practice the piano and corrected the posture of the hand playing the piano. Well, in this era, the piano is a gentleman's pleasure. The sons and daughters of powerful families have to learn more or less. Liu Ying naturally has also practiced it. It's just that the effort he put in as the heir was more on the road to governing the country, and he didn't spend much time on these miscellaneous arts, to put it mildly. The piano skills are very average. And he has never had anything to say to his children, and he can basically be a twenty-four filial father.

The question is, what about me? A certain queen who thought she was ignored was slightly grieved.

When the dinner in the Jiaofang Hall came up, the father and daughter stopped. Liu Ying rubbed her ears and saw that Zhang Yan was calm. He laughed, "I thought you didn't like a good piano." Already used to it? ”

Zhang Yan pointed to her ears.

Liu Ying took a closer look, only to find that she had stuffed a ball of wool in each of her ears, and couldn't help laughing, "It's okay." He coughed away from his daughter's gaze, "Although you play the piano well, it's not so unbearable that it will be unbearable for you, right?" ”

"That's because you're not as sensitive to music as I am." Zhang Yan gave him an angry look. After listening to the monotonous and boring sound of the piano for so long, she only felt that a tendon in her brain had been pumping.

"Hmm," Liu Ying thought about for a moment, "I remember hearing a person who was just starting to learn the piano, and it didn't seem to be much better than Haohao. ”

Zhang Yan was stunned, her eyes slightly misty.

Many years ago, when she was six years old, she was at the same age as she is now, living in the Jiaofang Hall of Changle Palace, and one day she suddenly wanted to learn the piano on a whim. Liu Ying passed by and heard it, and once "laughed" at her piano skills.

Liu Ying then turned her head. hugged it well, and said with a smile, "I'm with her now, it's like I was with you back then." ”

He gave her a bag, and she gave him back the music. The years go by, and they change secretly. In the blink of an eye, it seems that they are all old.

Liu Ying looked at her green fingertips, and her eyes darkened slightly.

Sipping her favorite Mengding tea, she looked at her father on the left and her mother on the right. Ah, it's starting to get sticky again.

The queen mother said that this is called husband and wife. When she grows up, she also wants to find someone she likes very, very much, and be with her for the rest of her life. But what does it mean to be very, very liked? The young man bit his fingertips, and suddenly remembered the plush puppet that his little uncle had given him last time. I like it very, very much.

"It's decided." Hao suddenly took the case, and made a bold statement, "When I grow up, I will marry my uncle." "The voice is milky, with a little coquettishness.

With a bang, Zhang Yan was so frightened that she almost smashed the chopsticks in her hand, turned around and said solemnly, "Don't allow it." ”

"Why?" Hao Hao asked unconvinced,

That year, Zhang Yan was eighteen years old, and he was the best young man, with eyebrows and eyes, every time he passed through Chang'an City, his side hat was merry.

Zhang Yan said without blushing or panting, "Your little uncle is going to marry your little aunt during the New Year." You're going to die of this heart. ”

"Then ......" shrunk his neck well, choked his wrist slightly, and said righteously like a strong man cutting his wrists, "Then I'll marry Master Jia." ”

The master plays the piano well, and his speech is always very profound. I was able to make do with it, too.

"Not at all."

Zhang Yan said lightly.

"Huh?" Hao Hao was dumbfounded and said, "Master, he doesn't have a master at home, right?" ”

"No, no." Zhang Yan bowed, "However, he is too old." ”

"The queen mother is the most bullying." Annoyed, he accused, "Only you, the county guard, are allowed to set fires, and we people are not allowed to light lamps." ”

"P-" His Majesty Emperor Hui, who had been sitting on the sidelines since their mother and daughter began to discuss this issue, pretending not to see or hear anything, finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

So two pairs of identical apricot eyes glared at him angrily at the same time, and Zhang Yan first complained, "Look at your daughter." ”

So he learned to accuse in exactly the same tone, "Father, look at your queen." ”

Not. He wasn't born to his daughter alone.

Zhang Yan coaxed her daughter to sleep, and thought in her heart that she should let more young boys in Chang'an City walk around in Weiyang Palace in the future. lest in the eyes of the two people who have only seen those two people except for their parents, their horizons are not broad enough.

"You have to find a young man who is better than Ah Yan and surnamed Jia to be at ease." Zhang Yan sighed.

My family has the taste of a female general, and she has experienced it at this time. Although, it seems to be a little early.

"Hmm, hmm." Liu Ying rarely refuted her verbally, so she said vaguely, "Just follow Ah Yan's wishes." "It's just measured in my heart. Gai Ming'er sent the two men away, well, Ah Yan wants to choose. Just pick slowly. Although he values those two people so much, he is very dissatisfied as a father. But I have to admit that these two people are handsome for a while, if Ah Yan wants to pick out a young handsome man who surpasses them, it's not him. Some are difficult.

Then it is natural to keep her daughter in the palace for a few more years.

As a father, he has a natural hatred for the man who may take his baby daughter in the future, although he doesn't know which nest he is currently in.

But. Not.

The delicate body in her arms came over, and Ah Yan's hands and feet were quite dishonest.

Liu Ying smiled bitterly, grabbed one of her hands out, and held it. "It's not early today, go to bed." ”

Zhang Yan's heart quickly sank.

Since that year he left himself after. Over the years, he has never turned down his courtship.

She couldn't help but feel aggrieved and kicked him angrily.

"Hmm." Liu Ying came to her senses and saw that her little wife had a straight face, and her head grew big for a while. Based on experience. If it is not clear at the moment, then. For the next two days, I will wait to be treated coldly in the Jiaofang Palace.

So he had to brace his spirits and ask, "What's wrong?" ”

"You ignore me." She thought of Zhao Jie, Wang Long, and Ding Yan many years ago, and couldn't help but feel a little sour. In those two years, how much did she suffer for him? Now it's okay to make a little bit of trouble occasionally, and it can be regarded as recovering a little interest.

"Okay, why do you have to go through old accounts?" Liu Ying smiled bitterly and raised her hand to ask.

"Do you think I want to go through old accounts?" Zhang Yan said angrily, "You won't be so perfunctory to me on weekdays." There are ghosts in everything that is abnormal. Say, did you secretly go to see Mei Bazi, or Jiang Meiren? ”

Emperor Tang Ming also favored Yang Guifei, and he didn't occasionally think of the old grace and went to see Concubine Mei Jiang's Caiping.

Liu Ying frowned and asked, "Are there eight sons surnamed Mei and beauties surnamed Jiang in Weiyang Palace?" ”

"Uh......" Zhang Yan was stunned, "That's not the point, the surname Mei is still surnamed Jiang, it's just a virtual finger." Oh, you blur the point of what I'm talking about, you must have a ghost in your heart. ”

Liu Ying smiled bitterly, "Where did you think of going?" I don't want to be close to you today, just because it's the end of the day.

What happened to the sun? Zhang Yan couldn't react for a while.

"The folk say," Liu Ying explained helplessly, "every year in early May, it is forbidden to have sex, otherwise something bad will happen." ”

This day is the summer of May.

Zhang Yan's eyes were glazed.

Well, in a certain year, in a certain month, on a certain day, her Lu Yuan and her aunt seemed to have mentioned this matter to her when she was educating her about the rite of becoming a woman.

Every year in the spring thunderous season, as well as the first day of May, it is forbidden to have sex. Otherwise, "the Red Emperor sent disaster to the people, violated the prohibition and acted recklessly, and it will not be able to survive in the middle of the year, and the size will be complete." ”

But she was absent-minded at the time, a little embarrassed, a little shy, a little excited, more wanted to return to him immediately, never separated, so he didn't listen to much about what his mother said.

But, for Mao? For the hair? She is a virtuous person in the Jiaofang Hall every day (idle?). Tsumara (Ryo?) The queen of the mother doesn't remember any taboos on the day. Why does he, the emperor who should be in charge of everything, remember it clearly.

Zhang Yan suddenly had the urge to cry.

"How?" Liu Ying couldn't help but laugh and said, "What are you thinking about with your little brain?" ”

"Uh......" Zhang Yan really couldn't answer for a while.

"Alright." Liu Ying closed her eyes and hugged her and said, "It's all old husbands and wives, and you can go to make sorrel sauce (soy sauce)." Since I promised you back then, I will naturally do it. All right. It's getting late. Really slept. ”

Liu Ying was in a daze of sleep, and suddenly felt a pair of delicate little hands wrapped around her, and when she woke up, she suddenly heard Zhang Yan speak first. "It's already half a year old. Today it is

He was stunned, and then went to look at the hourglass next to the bed in the ghostly light, and sure enough, it had rolled to one side.

Someone smirked, "That is, your reason no longer exists."

She must get back the lost face.

Well, since the little wife is so enthusiastic, Liu Ying doesn't seem to be slow down.

Zhang Yan suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten something, and said, "Wait." ”

Before being submerged by the tide, she struggled to reach out a hand. I touched the oil lamp on the table in front of the bed, and slammed it to the southwest.

The little girl who was kneeling there trembled in shock.

When Zhang Yan was confused, the throwing object naturally did not have a target. Not to mention. She wasn't meant to smash people. The little girl Shi was scared and sweated, and hurriedly picked up Tong Shi, three steps and two steps, and when she stepped out of the palace gate, she had already heard a coquettish moan escaping from the throat of the queen mother.

What's next?

She stood at the door of the temple. Suddenly, I was stunned.

Aunt Shen once said that as a great and solemn female history, she should not be afraid of the "evil" forces and bravely guard her duties, but Aunt Shen taught her the truth. But he forgot to teach her guts. Aunt Shen is not afraid of Empress Zhang, it doesn't mean that she doesn't dare to take Empress Zhang's obvious meaning as a deaf ear.

"Hey." What Han Changliu, the former head of the imperial palace, saw was such a fifteen or sixteen-year-old little girl in white, Shi standing in front of the Jiaofang Hall with Tong Shi in her arms, looking simple and childish. couldn't help but ask, "You are the new female history, well, the apprentice brought out by Shen female history." ”

"Hmm." The little girl nodded, her eyes shining. "Father-in-law Han is good."

"How did she choose you?" Han Changliu said dumbfounded. Shen Dongshou seems to be foolish, but in fact he is very clever. How could such an unsuccessful apprentice be chosen?

"I was personally selected by the queen mother and entrusted to Shen Nushi's subordinates as an apprentice." The little girl couldn't help but say in a proud and reverent tone, "Empress Zhang said that I have a clear mind and a good understanding of literature and ink, and I am a rare good seedling." ”

"Oh." Han Changliu shook his head, and he understood.

Empress Zhang probably saw that she had a good temper and was timid, and she would not be as unruly as Shen Dongshou, so she chose her to entrust Shen Dongshou with her, so that Shen Dongshou couldn't say anything about his suffering.

"But my aunt always called me stupid." Xiao Nushi said frustratedly, "I also know that I haven't learned all my skills, but my aunt left the palace a few days ago, so I can only come alone." Now that she has been driven out of the Jiaofang Palace by Queen Zhang, how can I remember the history of Tong tonight? ”

If it was Shen Dongshou, Han Changliu couldn't help but think that she would stay in the palace without changing her face, anyway, as long as she survived the opening, after a while, Empress Zhang would not be able to separate herself from her.

When Empress Zhang was happy, she didn't like to have others present, which was Queen Zhang's petty nature. However, it is the duty of the female historian to record the good fortune of the concubines. Empress Zhang remembered her kindness back then, and she couldn't really do anything to her.

But if you change this little girl's history, I'm afraid that I will be gnawed by the black-bellied little queen inside, and there will be no scum left.

In the wide couch in the hall, the red waves were turned, and Zhang Yan tightly hooked Liu Ying's back and sweated down, wetting her sideburns. Sometimes she wonders if she has had a big dream for so many years, and when she wakes up, she is still the child standing in front of Changle Palace with nothing to rely on.

But he was always by her side, telling himself over and over again that they could rely on each other for the rest of their lives and grow old together.

They breathe and smell each other at the closest distance in the world.

At a certain moment, she seemed to see a brilliant spark blooming in front of her eyes, and she couldn't help pinching her nails deep into his back, and she looked up and cried bitterly, unconsciously calling out the old cry from before, "Uncle." ”

"Don't." Liu Ying hugged her slender waist, let her sit on top of her, and laughed at herself, "Don't call me uncle." ”

"Which of your uncles am I?"

"Anyway, Your Majesty has almost only stayed in the Jiaofang Hall over the years, and the queen herself is also clear. This history is just a matter of writing. After all, he couldn't bear it, and reminded her.

"Thank you, father-in-law." The little girl Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and picked up the pen to write a line of juanxiu handwriting in the history of Tong. "My father-in-law is such a good person."

Good...... Han Changliu couldn't help but shudder. He followed His Majesty, served as the former head of the imperial palace for many years, and no one ever said that he was a good person, and when he caught a glimpse of the female history, he remembered that it was "the summer and May of the seventh year of the Middle Yuan Dynasty...... and he quickly shook his head and said, "No." It's the day of the Lunar New Year. ”

The female history was rewritten.

"In the summer and May of the seventh year of the Middle Yuan Dynasty, the day of Guihai was three o'clock, and it was fortunate to be in the Jiaofang Palace."

"By the way, how many times?" She asked, raising her eyebrows.

"How many times?" This time it was Han Changliu's turn to be sluggish. "Does Tongshi still want to record the number of times of luck?"

"Hmm." The little girl nodded and looked at him with great disdain, "That's what Aunt Shen taught me. Time, place, person, and number of times are all indispensable. ”

"That," Han Changliu touched his chin uncertainly, it was smooth, and nothing had grown. "You just stand here and listen, Empress Zhang has begged His Majesty for mercy a few times, and that's a few times."

"Oh." The little girl nodded as if she didn't understand.

"History of Filial Piety and Filial Piety"

"On the fifth day of the summer of the seventh year of the Yuan Dynasty, it was once after the Jiaofang Palace...... Again...... Nth time. ”

Female Shi Lingying

On the second day, Liu Ying got up refreshed and went to court, and the palace people waited for her to put on a dark black robe, remembering that Zhang Yan asked him to give her a "good morning kiss" every time he got up in the morning. So he called, "Ah Yan? ”

Zhang Yan babbled, turned over, and instinctively wrapped himself in the warm place he had just gotten up. It seems that she was really tired in the middle of the night last night, and she didn't open her eyes and wake up at all.

Liu Ying couldn't help but smile and bent down to steal a small kiss on her lips.

On the day of Guihai, Zhang Yan got the good morning kiss she wanted, but unfortunately she slept deeply at the time and didn't notice it.

The female history surnamed Dong, who re-entered the hall, remembered that her master Aunt Shen had tried to teach her earnestly, and the record of Tong history itself was boring.

So he took the pen and added a sentence in Tong Shi:

"In the morning, I got up, and after I was called, I didn't say anything, and my posture was delicate. Shangyue, kiss on the back cheek, pity, don't notice! ”

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One: This is purely a pastime. It may or may not coincide with the aftermath. No warranties.

2: If there is no accident, the eldest daughter of Emperor Hui is Fanyang, so she is called the eldest princess of Fanyang. The name of the milk is good, and the name is kept secret for the time being.

Three: June continues to ask for pink tickets.

Four: Keywords, gold medal reviewer, 150-word comment, cheer post.

Five: Happy Children's Day.