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The autumn sky is clear and the weather is cool, Zhang Yan suddenly smiled and said, "Uncle, let's compete in a horse race." ”

Liu Ying didn't want to brush her upset, and nodded, "Okay." ”

The two of them galloped along the Bashui horse, Liu Ying secretly pulled out the strength of Feiyun, but Zhang Yan tried her best to gallop, as if in this way she could vomit the depression in her heart, and soon, she stepped forward far away, and galloped under the Baqiao, Zhang Yanfang stopped the horse, looked back, and Liu Ying had long been gone, so she got off the horse and waited, and saw the willow tree where the two of them were leaning on that day, and she was sad.

That night, Liu Ying played the flute under the willow tree, which song was too sad to tune, she closed her eyes and listened quietly, so the tears in the dark night flowed down and wet her clothes.

She stood under the willow tree and saw a pair of young lovers hurrying across the bridge, and although the gentle girl trotted with the young man at her feet, her face was very hesitant, and she called, "Meng Lang, stop." Finally, he shook off the young man's hand and said, "Meng Lang, my father is already old, and I only have one daughter under my knees, so I really can't just elope with you without caring about anything." ”

With a shout, Liu Ying arrived on Feiyun, tied the horse under the willow tree, walked to her side, and called, "Ah Yan? ”

"Shh Zhang Yan turned around and grabbed his hand and made a silent gesture.

The young man in Tsing Yi had a sword hanging from his waist. There was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and when he was a ranger, he couldn't help but say angrily, "Could it be that you really listen to your father's words and marry the grandson of that Nanxiang Marquis?" Seeing that the girl's face was sad, she softened her voice and said, "Dong Ge, you go with me now, I Meng Guan Dan still has strength, and I will not let you suffer." ”

A gentleman does not stand under a dark wall. Liu Ying listened to the young man's love words, and was a little embarrassed. However, I felt that Ah Yan's hand in the left palm was slippery and soft, because I listened to the words of the young man and woman. Ah Yan was a little distracted, so he didn't notice the distance between the two, and after that Shangyuan night, he was never so close to Ah Yan again, at this time. She snuggled up to herself, and the faint fragrance was filled with some reluctance to break this moment of intimacy.

On the bridge, Dong Ge shook his head, took a step back, and said, "Dong Ge can't live up to his parents' deep kindness. But he will never live up to Meng Lang's affection, and will not agree to his father's arrangement to marry someone else. A sad look appeared on his face.

For a while, Meng Guan on the opposite side and Zhang Yan who was secretly listening. It's all a little sad.

Dong Ge made up her mind, her father and lover, she didn't want to live up to it, and in the end, she could only wronged herself.

Meng Guan said angrily at the end. can only turn into a helpless decadence for a long time. Fang said discouragedly, "Then I'll send you home, right?" ”

"Don't." Dong Niang smiled and shook her head, and said according to him, "You can accompany me and take a look at the sunset on the Ba River." ”

When the two of them were sad, they suddenly heard the blue-clothed girl under the bridge calling, "Hey, this Sister Dong Niang, dare to ask who Ling Zun is?" ”

Dong Ge turned around in astonishment, and saw that the girl's eyebrows were elegant and picturesque, and although the question was abrupt, it was difficult to give birth to hatred in her heart, so she replied, "My father is the late Hongnong County Shou, surnamed Han Mingrong, dare to ask the little lady if she knows him?" ”

"I don't know," the girl smiled slightly.

"Then what are you asking this for?" Meng Guan couldn't suppress his temper and asked unhappily.

"Meng Gongzi," the girl turned to him, "You really like Dong Niang, why don't you marry her?" ”

The stranger who met for the first time asked so privately, Meng Guan became more and more displeased, and wanted to get angry, but he was held down by Dong Ge, snorted coldly, and replied, "My sincerity to Dong Ge can be seen every day." ”

The girl turned her head and asked Dong Ge again, "Are you really willing to marry him, and you will never regret it?" ”

Dong Niang glanced at Meng Guan, and there was a resolute and gentle color in her eyes, "Yes." It's a pity that my father is stubborn and always refuses to agree to marry me to him. ”

"Then," said the blue-clothed girl with a smile, "if someone can persuade your father to agree to give you to him, won't everything be fine?" ”

Han Rong's stubbornness, Meng Guan understood it many times, and he didn't believe that anyone could persuade him, and sneered, "You think that you are the emperor Laozi, and others should listen to you?" ”

Han Dongge was surprised and inexplicable, and said, "My father is the most stubborn, can my sister really persuade him?" ”

The girl said, "I can't do it, there are always people in the world who can do it." ”

"Ah Yan." Behind her, the young man in Xuanyi was looking at her connivingly, but when he heard this, he couldn't help frowning and calling her, his voice slightly dissatisfied.

Zhang Yan turned to look up at the young man, and a little rouge mole on the earlobe of her left ear was revealed, bright red as blood.

"Uncle, you can help them."

"That's Lord Han's family matter," Liu Ying frowned, "I interfered, what's the matter?" ”

Zhang Yan's eyebrows looked slightly melancholy, but the corners of her lips smiled, and she said quietly, "Although we have no way to be together, isn't it good to see the lovers next to us finally become married?" ”

Liu Ying was stunned there, looking at Zhang Yanming's uncaring smile on her lips, as if she really saw it, but there was still a trace of bitterness in her eyes.

She stopped talking, took the horse back, turned over, and suddenly sang a song: "The wind is blowing, the forest is destroyed, and the will is bitter as death, and there is no rest." 100-year-old like a stream, rich and cold, the road is going day by day, and hardship is heroic. The strong man brushes his sword, mourns, Xiao Xiao leaves, leaks rain and moss. Flowing water today, the predecessor of the bright moon. ”

The singing voice was sad, Liu Ying felt sour when she heard it, and there was a very gentle dull pain in her heart. He has always hoped that Ah Yan will let go so that he can be happier. But if Ah Yan really let go, there was always reluctance in his heart. I miss the girl who was attached to me in the past.

On the fifth day of September, Meng Guan and Han Dongge got married. Relieve your worries and go to congratulate. When he came back to reply to his worries, he looked worried.

"What's wrong with that?"

"The queen probably doesn't know. A few days ago, that Meng Guan was the younger brother who had been separated for many years. ”

At the beginning of the new year, the emperor was in the front hall at the same time as the great dynasty. The royal ladies in Chang'an City, as well as the ladies of the liehous, also entered the Jiaofang Palace to meet the queen's mother.

When the lady of the liehou came to see her, she saw the young queen sitting on the main hall of the Jiaofang Palace, with a beautiful appearance. The face is pure, and there is grace between gestures, and in addition to awe and admiration, it is inevitable that it is also secretly pitiful.

This is all since the fifth year of the previous century, Zhang Yan is used to doing it, except for being tired, all the etiquette is not leaky.

On the fifth day of the first month, Empress Dowager Lu held a family banquet in Changle Palace to entertain the emperor and empress. At the banquet, Zhang Yan remembered that this was a long way away. I haven't seen much of each other, and I think of Lu Hou's care for many years, which is good for me. I was grateful in my heart, so I laughed and laughed, and I was full of tricks. Empress Lu leaned back when she was amused, pointed at her and smiled at Liu Ying, "Look at your daughter-in-law." ”

Liu Ying drank all the wine. He replied with a smile, "That's what the Queen Mother said." ”

Su Mo brought out the wine and persuaded with a smile, "This is the new chrysanthemum wine brewed by Changle Palace this year, Your Majesty and Niangniang try it?" "The maid who was waiting for the palace next to her used a ladle to take the wine and poured it for Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan raised her glass and hid it in her sleeve, took a sip lightly, and couldn't help crying. blinked back desperately, raised his face and praised, "The wine in the Queen Mother's palace is naturally mellow." The wine official of Weiyang Palace is obviously the same craft, but the wine brewed is not comparable. ”

"Look at what you say." Empress Lu was very happy and scolded with a smile. "If you like it, I'll ask the palace people to send you ten altars and eight altars when you go back."

Zhang Yanyan turned her eyes to look at Liu Ying, "In this case, Your Majesty will have a good mouth." Over there, Liu Ying was already drinking a few drinks in a row, and she fell drunk on the case.

"Go get the hangover soup." Empress Lu hurriedly ordered, and her brows furrowed slightly, "This kid." Not long after his body recovered, why did he drink so fiercely. ”

"Since Your Majesty is very drunk, it is difficult to walk in the middle of the night, why don't you rest in Changle Palace for one night, and you don't have to go back."

Zhang Yan frowned, the two palaces are only a few steps away from each other, and there are palace people carrying them, where can they go? When he was about to excuse himself, he turned his head to look at the gloomy night outside the hall, which was as thick as ink, as if it was about to drop rain in an instant, and when he looked down, he saw Liu Ying's face flushed, the smell of wine was smoky, and he was really drunk, so he decided to get up in his heart, "The queen mother's Juhua is very drunk, Your Majesty is really drunk." It would be better to let him rest here. Ah Yan went back by herself. ”

The palace people cleaned up the Tianyi Pavilion behind the Changxin Palace, and Empress Zhang wrung out the hot cloth in the copper basin and wiped the noodles for Liu Ying. casually and carefully glanced at his sleeping face, slightly nostalgic.

"Tuo," she said, getting up, "let's go back." ”

Tu Yu responded, helped her to get up, suddenly heard the distant palace door slam shut, and looked up in amazement, only to find that I don't know when, the rest of the waiting palace people in the pavilion have already retreated cleanly, in a blink of an eye, a huge Tianyi Pavilion, at this time, except for the drunken Liu Ying, there are only three of their masters and servants.

Instinctively feeling that the situation was a little bad, Zhang Yan hurriedly ran out of the inner hall and shouted, "Someone." ”

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The rain fell from the sky and hit the promenade floor obliquely, slowly, little by little.

"Queen Mother, this is ...... Okay? ”

In the Changxin Palace, Aunt Su Mo served her master to take off the golden phoenix hairpin on her bun, waited for her to go to bed, and asked with a little worry.

"What's wrong?" Empress Lu patted her hand and said indifferently, "I don't also watch them grinding and chirping like this." Obviously, Lang has a mistress, but he refuses to break this last veil. They are not in a hurry, but I am in a hurry as a mother. When the raw rice is cooked and the rice is ripe, Ying'er is annoyed again, what else can he do to me? She seemed to remember something, and suddenly smiled briefly, "Ying'er will be annoyed on her lips, but the beauty is in her arms, and she is afraid that she will thank me in her heart." ”

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"Empress Qiyu," under the empty steps of Tianyi Pavilion, the old eunuch maintained a slightly bent posture, and his tone was respectful, but he did not have the slightest intention of opening the door for Empress Zhang, "The Queen Mother said, Your Majesty is drunk, please serve the mother with peace of mind." Wait for tomorrow morning, this door will naturally open. ”

Zhang Yan was stunned, and kicked the door of the palace in anger, and the vermilion lacquered palace door rattled, "You listen to me, open the door immediately, otherwise, when the palace goes out in the future, I will not be able to spare you." ”

The old eunuch coughed, his voice obviously with a slight smile, and said left and right, "You all heard the words of the queen mother, right?" Don't say that Master Ben didn't teach you. Don't make a sound when you're waiting outside, otherwise you'll have to suffer Ming'er's punishment by yourself, but now," his voice turned high, "At the behest of the Queen Mother, the doors and windows of Tianyi Pavilion were nailed to me." ”

Sure enough, no one outside the hall made a sound, and after a while, more than a dozen footsteps stepped over, and then there was the sound of ping-pong nails. Zhang Yan was dumbfounded, one part funny, two annoyed and three embarrassed, looked at the maid beside her, coughed, her pretty face was dyed pink, and slowly lowered it.

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"Huh?"

Tu Yu hesitated, "Let's ,...... now What to do? ”

Glancing at her slowly, Zhang Yan's voice seemed to be in her throat, vague, "What should I do, what should I do." ”

Tianyi Pavilion is a pavilion in Changle Palace, which used to be a place for Emperor Gao to play. Later, the Son of Heaven moved into Weiyang Palace, which was often used as a resting place for Liu Ying when she came to ask her mother for peace because it was behind the queen mother's dormitory. A small hall on one side is divided into three rooms, and a small couch with a bookcase is placed in the west wing, which can be used for rest; The drunken emperor was placed on a large nanmu bed in the east chamber. The young queen and the two maids stood behind the elm and closing screen in the center of the hall, motionless and at a loss.

A sweet smell slowly fills the air.

"Ah," Mu Xi screamed.

Zhang Yan was shocked, raised her head, and a pair of beautiful apricot eyes were a little shy, rippling like a lake on a moonlit night.

"Niangniang," Mu Xi's face was red, and he pointed to the screen and stumbled, "That's ...... on it."

"What's wrong with the screen?" Zhang Yan was puzzled, and stepped forward to watch with a lamp, and let out a soft "ah", and her face slowly turned red.

This elm screen is divided into six panels, each of which is a unit of its own, with random twists and turns in the middle, which are combined to divide the palace into two parts. The lower part of the screen is hollowed out, in order to support the support, carved with delicate patterns, the upper half of the fan is pasted with mulberry paper of the same color, and on each piece of leather paper, a small portrait is drawn with thin lines of the same color. The first is the time of the Fangcao Long Pavilion, where men and women are looking back at each other with umbrellas three steps away; the second is that the woman will fall and want to fall, and the man will hold the waist and support each other; The third picture is a man half-squatting, holding a woman's slightly raised foot socks...... Although they are painted by an anonymous artist, the affection at the corners of the eyes and eyebrows can be seen vividly, all of which are portraits of men and women.

Zhang Yan's face was red and her heart was beating, she didn't dare to look closely, she looked around, the inner hall was only three zhang square, and on the table next to the bed, there was a Chu qin. A pot of green bamboo is placed under the corner of the east wall, lush, half a person high. The gluttonous incense burner is swallowing the aunt's green smoke in the hidden place next to it, which is different from the fragrance of thatch, with a bit of sweetness and a bit of spring.

This sweet smell......

Her apricot-shaped eyes narrowed slightly.

Moving her passing eyes back to the previous gluttonous incense burner, Zhang Yan stepped forward gently, sniffing the sweet fragrance, carefully distinguishing, and slightly discolored.

She had studied medicine with Chun Yu Taiyi for a while, and she also had some understanding of general medicinal herbs, and what was burning in this incense burner now was clearly ——。

——Revised on May 1, 2011