In the early winter morning, the glow of the sun dispelled the fog, which was cold and refreshing, and also bathed the entire palace in a warm atmosphere.

Kunning Palace, under the gazebo, in the morning light, Yang Guizhi sat on a chair, looking at the poetry book in his hand, and sneered from time to time.

"Dongfeng is in charge of the power of flowers, but he is afraid of being lonely and does not advocate it. Talking about the government and criticizing the ministers, these idiots! ”

On the cover of the poetry book, the four words "Jianghu Poetry Collection" are impressive.

Yang Guizhi sat in a chair with a thick blanket on her knees. Next to the chair she sat on was a three-hole honeycomb coal stove, on which the clay pot was steaming.

"There are many hot officials in Chang'an City, and Zhumen Rigao has not opened the customs.

Heavy foil Shi Ping Mountain, Chinese wine does not know the cold outside the screen. Is this an insinuation to my Kunning Palace? A group of sour people who don't know whether they are alive or dead! ”

Yang Guizhi shook his head and scolded angrily while watching, very annoyed by the cynicism in the poem.

The maid Cuizhu on the side was uneasy. The queen's temper seems to be a bit big and moody lately.

Prince Zhao Hong, a very good person, I don't know why the queen is, but I can't look down on it?

"Auntie, what are you looking at, is it Liu Kezhuang and Zeng Ji's "Jianghu Poems"?"

Yang Yi's face was full of tiredness, dressed in a pale green cotton robe, his good figure could not be concealed, and he was full of youth.

She sat down in another chair across from Ms. Yang, yawned, and leaned back in her chair.

"Can't you drink less? What does this look like? ”

A smell of wine came to his face, and Yang Guizhi frowned in disgust.

"And try the new tea with new fire, and take advantage of the poetry and wine. Auntie, this is a stove made by Zhao Hong, and you are not used to drink tea. Tea and wine, is there a difference? ”

Cuizhu poured hot tea, and Yang Yi drank it leisurely. She glanced at the book in Yang Guizhi's hand and smiled slightly.

"Auntie, it turns out that you are also a believer in the "Jianghu Poetry Collection". Do you think their poems are better or worse than Zhao Hong's? ”

She has a good relationship with Chen Qi, Liu Kezhuang and others, and the Jianghu poetry collection was published and published, and she also went to the party. Unexpectedly, her aunt also liked this poetry collection.

"Believers? Which is better or worse? It's all some barking dogs! I'd like to see, how many more days can they be arrogant? ”

Yang Guizhi sneered, took the book and continued to flip through it.

"Auntie, what do you mean by that?"

Yang Yi's brows furrowed slightly.

Zhao Hong offended her aunt, and that was because there was a festival between the two. These poets of the Jianghu poetry school are generous and heroic, how can they offend their aunt?

These fools, self-righteous, say what "the autumn rain Wutong prince's house, the spring breeze willow Xianggong Bridge, the east wind is in charge of the power of the flower, but the lonely high does not advocate". openly slandering the important ministers of the imperial court will soon be in a catastrophe! ”

Yang Guizhi said with a sneer, the contempt and hatred in his eyes could not be hidden.

"Others are worried about the country and the people, they are acupuncture of the times, and they speak up, how did you say this?"

Yang Yi heard it well and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Speak up? Okay, well, just wait to see the difference! ”

Yang Guizhi glanced at her niece dissatisfied, and then put her eyes on the book in her hand again.

Yang Yi looked at Yang Guizhi carefully and pointed to the book.

"Auntie, have you read the poem by Zhao Hong on the title page, it can be a masterpiece for the outline and the finishing touch!"

Yang Yi couldn't help but reminded Yang Guizhi.

At the mention of Zhao Hong, Yang Guizhi's face sank suddenly. She flipped to the title page, her eyes contemptuous.

"There are talented people from generation to generation, and they have led the way for hundreds of years. Zhao Hong wants to lead the century-old coquettishness, but his tone is too big! Li Taibai went down to earth for the immortals, and Du Zimei wrote about the rise and fall of the Tang Dynasty. How can he dare to look down on his ancestors? The frog at the bottom of the well is immoral, incompetent, and self-sufficient! ”

Yang Yi was about to refute again, but early in the morning, she didn't want to make her aunt's face ugly, so she changed the topic.

"Auntie, prince, have they been here in the morning?"

Zhao Hong lived in the palace and came to ask An Shishan every day, and after a few months, my aunt should have changed her opinion of Zhao Hong.

"It's dawn, and you're still asleep. Zhao Hong is ruthless, his scheming is too heavy, and the city is too deep, and even the tricks of the Jin people can be escaped by him. I'm getting more and more unable to see through him. ”

Yang Guizhi hated to say it, word by word, and the meaning couldn't help but be stunned.

The capital of the Jin Kingdom, Kaifeng City Capital Pavilion Station caught fire, and Zhao Hong escaped, isn't this worth celebrating?

It seems that my aunt's opinion of Zhao Hong has never changed, and now she is still afraid.

"Auntie, Zhao Hong fled back from the Jin Kingdom, that's a good thing. You think he's scheming, it's because you're too prejudiced against him. I think he is a gentleman, happy and hateful, and he is the same on the outside. ”

Seeing Yang Guizhi's eyes widen again, Yang Yi hurriedly avoided Zhao Hong.

"Auntie, even if Liu Kezhuang once wrote their poems badly, you can't call them stupid. I've dealt with them, and they're all good, and there's nothing bad about them! ”

"Isn't it stupid to find your own death?"

Yang Guizhishu threw it on the table and snorted coldly in his nose.

You don't want to think about it, if these poems are shown to Shi Miyuan and them, just a "slanderous minister and ill-intentioned" can make Liu Kezhuang Zeng Ji irreversible. Lives are going to be gone, they're not stupid, who are stupid? ”

"What then?"

Yang Yi was frightened, and his face turned pale.

She is fooling around outside, and she has a good relationship with Liu Kezhuang and others. I didn't expect that just publishing a collection of poems would cause death.

The next moment, she looked at Yang Guizhi, and her face was full of smiles.

"Auntie, I'm still bothering you, the lord of the six palaces, to come out and save Liu Kezhuang and Zeng Ji."

As long as my aunt says a word, if I want to come to Shi Miyuan, I will also give three points of face.

"Don't even think about it!"

Yang Guizhi was unceremonious and rejected his niece.

"In this harem, I still speak effectively. Out of the palace, the fart is useless! Besides, the official family has been getting weaker and weaker in the past two days, and who knows how many days it can last. I'm already burnt out! ”

Yang Guizhi was categorical, Yang Yi was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to react and stammer.

"This ...... What do you say, Liu Kezhuang is ...... Are there no helpers? ”

"Aren't you their friend? Hurry to them and let them run as far as they can, and never come back! But when I read this book, I am afraid that they have been targeted by the government. A bunch of fools who do nothing about nothing! ”

Yang Guizhi glanced at Yang Yi coldly, stood up, and straightened his clothes.

"Hurry up and quit drinking! What kind of system does it become to be drunk all day long? Also, remember, don't get involved with those people in Liu Kezhuang, otherwise you will be asking for yourself! ”

Chatting with this arrogant niece always makes her angry and can't help but have a seizure.

Yang Guizhi left, Yang Yi sat there alone in a daze, and only stood up after a while and left in a panic.

She left the palace and hurried to the Chen's bookstore on Yujie, and sure enough, the door was closed, and the seal of the criminal department was pasted on the door, and the onlookers were pointing and muttering on the side.

After asking the neighbors around, I learned that just yesterday, Chen's bookstore was closed by the government, the book version of "Jianghu Collection" was destroyed on the street, and Chen Qi, the owner of Chen's bookstore, as well as several major poets of the Jianghu poetry school, Liu Kezhuang and Zeng Ji, were arrested and imprisoned.

Yang Yi secretly complained bitterly, and hurried to the criminal department.

In any case, Chen Qi and Liu Kezhuang are his friends, even if she can't save them, she has to say hello and let them suffer less guilt inside.

The Jiguo Mansion, after Zhao Hong was promoted to the crown prince, was idle here, because Zhao Kuo was seriously ill, Yang Guizhi was too lazy to pay attention, and the Jiguo Mansion was temporarily retained, and it was not confiscated or divided by other princes and nobles.

The Jiguo Mansion, which is usually silent, immediately became lively because of Zhao Hong's return to the mansion and the arrival of Tian Yi, Xu Liang and others.

"I've seen Your Highness!"

Everyone saluted together, it was not easy for Zhao Hong to go out of the palace, and everyone was excited when they got together.

"You're welcome, it's all your own people!"

Zhao Hong smiled and beckoned everyone to sit down and talk.

"Uncle, when are you going to take me to the palace to play?"

Xu Liang's eldest daughter, Ying'er, asked in a low voice.

Zhao Hong smiled bitterly and said loudly:

"When my uncle is free, I will take Ying'er to the palace to play. Good no good? ”

The child is unscrupulous, but he does not know that he is currently in a difficult situation. Maybe when he really becomes the emperor, he can do as he pleases.

"Uncle, a word is a deal!"

Ying'er's big eyes flickered, and they were clear.

"It's a deal! No repentance! ”

Zhao Hong said solemnly.

"This is my little niece, so cute! What is your name? ”

Turning his gaze to the little baby in Xu Liang's arms, Zhao Hong asked with a smile.

This guy thinks his wife is tired, and he holds the child by himself, what a twenty-four filial husband.

"Your Highness, your name is Chunxue, Xu Chunxue."

The original widow Liu, and now Xu Liu, said with a smile on her face.

"Spring snow covers the earth, and everything is full of life. Xu Chunxue, good name! ”

Zhao Hong nodded and smiled, and then asked.

"What day is the spring snow?"

"Your Highness, the spring snow is June 29, half a month younger than the emperor's grandson."

Xu Liang's face was full of fatherly love, and he took over and said.

"Good, good! When they grow up in the future, maybe they will be a fairy couple! ”

Zhao Hong laughed.

"You, you're all children's fathers, and you're still an old naughty boy."

Zhou Xiuniang smiled and blamed her husband.

Only in front of friends will Zhao Hong reflect his sincere side.

Xu Liang and Zhao Hong are sworn brothers and have a deep relationship. If her son can marry Xu Liang's daughter in the future, it will be a good choice for her and the Zhou family.

With relatives and relatives, the status of the Zhou family will be more stable.

"Old urchin? Tian Yi is an old naughty boy! ”

Zhao Hong looked at Tian Yi, who was smiling, and straightened his face.

"Tian Yi, you have to work harder. Xu Liang is younger than you, and he is already ahead of the curve. You can't afford to hold back! ”

Tian Yi, this guy, wouldn't he learn art from Brokeback Mountain?

"Your Highness, don't bury me."

Tian Yi was thin-skinned and a little embarrassed.

"Xiuniang, I remember that you have a cousin named Colgate, isn't it, I heard that her eyes are quite high, she is lonely and self-admiring, and she is not married yet?"

Zhao Hong asked Zhou Xiuniang seriously.

"Xianggong, it's Gao Yujie. However, my cousin's temper is too hard and pampered, I am afraid that she will wronged Tian Yi. Tian Yi, there are so many good women in Lin'an City, do you have a fancy for them? ”

Zhou Xiuniang replied with a smile.

Although Tian Yi is now dismissed from office, he is Zhao Hong's small hair and has a bright future, if he can get married, of course, it will be great. But her vain cousin, pampered and perverse, gave her a headache when she thought about it.

Speaking of which, most of the younger generation of the Zhou family and her mother Gao's family are not successful, including her younger brother Zhou An, who can't make her feel at ease.

"Sister-in-law, I'm a soap seller, I'm busy all day long, and I'm greasy, who can look at it? Besides, I don't have that time to spare! ”

Tian Yi picked up a bunch of grapes and ate it, still a little embarrassed.

"Tian Yi, don't have too high a vision. I also have a cousin who is very well-behaved, but unfortunately she is too young, and you have to wait a few years. ”

Zhou Xiuniang said with a smile, her eyes were meaningful.

If Zhao Hong really became the emperor, the Zhou family, apart from her eldest brother who could help, who else could play a role?

It's her cousins, all of them are either crooked melons and cracked dates, or they are lazy and lazy, and they don't even have a woman who can match Tian Yi, and they can't kiss each other, which really makes her helpless.

Relatives, how can they be called relatives without a few capable talents? How do I secure my location? How can the glory and wealth of the Zhou family be guaranteed?