Deshou Palace, located in the north of the Imperial City of Lin'an, was originally the old first of the prime minister Qin Hui, because the person who was expected to be angry was called "there is a king's spirit", and after the death of Qin Hui, it was returned to the official and rebuilt the new palace. In 1162 AD, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty moved to Xingong and renamed it "Deoksugung Palace". Later, the emperor of the dynasty, Song Xiaozong, in order to show filial piety, expanded Deoksugung Palace again and again, because it is located on the north side of the Southern Song Dynasty imperial city, Deoksugung Palace is also called "Beinai", or "North Palace".

The Deoksugung Palace is large-scale, the building is magnificent, the garden is exquisite and elegant, and there are landscapes such as cold springs, Feilai Peak, Juyuan Tower, Huanxi, Banzai Bridge, and four-sided pavilions, and there are four seasons of strange flowers and plants for enjoyment. And there is a big dragon pond chiseled, leading the water of the West Lake to inject it, and the name is called the small West Lake; And artificial stone for the long live mountain, like the West Lake flying peak.

In the sixteenth year of Chunxi of the Southern Song Dynasty (1189), Song Xiaozong followed the example of Song Gaozong and retired to Deshou Palace and renamed Chonghua Palace. After this palace, he served the Empress Dowager Wu of Xiansheng, and the Empress Dowager Xie was renamed Cifu Palace and Shouci Palace successively.

In the first year of Kaijubi, a fire in Lin'an City burned down the front hall of Deokshou Palace, and the place was slowly deserted.

The Huansha Pavilion in the west of Deoksugung Palace, the water of the West Lake flows in front of the pavilion, the surrounding trees are verdant, the flowers and plants are surrounded, the small bridge flows water, although it is already the spring flowers, being in it, it is still refreshing and abnormal, in the morning and evening, there is even a little quiet and secluded, and the cold is to the bone.

Yang Yi, the concubine of the Great Song Emperor, sat on a chair in the pavilion, leaning on the back of the chair, looking at the lake in the distance. Judging from her frowning brow, she seemed to have a preoccupation.

Her face was flushed, and she didn't know why.

The sunset shone in the pavilion, sprinkling half of the pavilion's warmth, and Yang Yi's face was half golden, motionless.

"Sister, it's not early, let's hurry back to the palace, shall we?"

Cuizhu on the side urged in a low voice.

Both of them are harem concubines, Yang Yi is Guiyi, Cuizhu is a beauty, but the identities of the two are different, one is Yang Guizhi's niece, the other is Yang Guizhi's personal maid, one is the daughter of a wealthy family, and the other is just a palace maid, with very different identities, heaven and earth.

Just like now, despite being both harem concubines, Cuizhu is still cautious and respectful to Yang Yi, just like a slave treats her master.

Seeing that Yang Yi didn't say anything, Cuizhu unconsciously urged again.

"Sister, the Queen Mother is seriously ill, let's go back early."

The Queen Mother Yang Guizhi is terminally ill, which is the situation of the past few days. Although she is a harem concubine, she has a deep love for her master and servant, and she has to go over to take care of her every day. Accompanying Yang Yi out today has been delayed for too long.

Besides, the emperor rushed back from the northwest non-stop, but the two of them were not in the palace, which seemed a little unreasonable.

"What's urging, there are people around the Queen Mother! Besides, the Queen Mother has been unconscious, let's go back and have another fart! ”

Yang Yi looked at Cuizhu and frowned unhappily.

Cuizhu didn't dare to urge anymore, so she could only sit down on the side, looking at the pavilion and worrying.

The emperor was handsome and worked state affairs, and she still wanted to go back, and when the emperor arrived, she would make a bowl of beef soup cakes for the emperor.

"Cuizhu, you are only twenty-four, and you are still young and beautiful. It's not like me, I'm old. However, don't be complacent, in a few years, you will be like me, no one will be spoiled. ”

Yang Yi couldn't help but say, but his words were full of complaints.

She is thirty-five years old this year, and in the Song Dynasty, she is indeed not young, she can be said to be a.

Cuizhu couldn't help but be stunned. She looked at Yang Yi and said with a smile:

"Sister, Your Majesty is still very kind to you, so don't think about it."

The emperor treats all concubines equally, except for Zhou Xiuniang, who doesn't seem to spoil anyone. I don't know if Yang Yi's words were intentional.

"You're stupid all day, you don't know anything. The emperor now favors Zhou Xiuniang and Jia Bijin alone, and those two fox spirits have sweet mouths and are sticky. Be careful which day you get beaten into the cold. You'll cry then! ”

Sure enough, Yang Yi said it coldly.

Cuizhu was startled and bowed her head silently.

Among the harem concubines, Zhou Xiuniang has a son and a daughter, Li Weiming and Jia Bijin are the same. Only himself and Yang Yi each gave birth to a daughter, and the emperor came to him less.

However, it is also an indisputable fact that the emperor treated her well. He didn't make any mistakes, why did the emperor put himself in the cold palace?

"Sister, the emperor is actually quite difficult. I have to go out to fight again, I have to deal with political affairs, and I have to fight with those ministers, and I have gray hair at a young age. Just be considerate. ”

If it had been before, Cuizhu would never have dared to say such a thing. But now that I've been in the palace for a long time, I've been a good person for a long time, and I can't help but speak a lot harder.

"So busy, still taking care of flowers and grass all day long? What else does he want to do besides leading troops to war? Don't think about anything! ”

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows, and there was an indescribable sarcasm in his eyes.

"Call you stupid and you still don't admit it. Zhou Xiuniang's eldest brother is the head of the Anti-Corruption Department, Li Weiming's eldest brother is King Xia, and his uncle is Xia Guogong. Jia Bijin's brother is either in politics or the military. What do you and I have? There is no one in my Yang family in the court, and you are even more stupid, you never know what you want! ”

Yang Yi's mouth was like a river, and Cuizhu was dumbfounded when she heard it.

That Yanggu Yangshi, isn't it a noble, Xiaoshan still has a royal gift, thousands of acres of money and grain. What else does the Yang family want?

Her family, a small family, although the emperor did not reward much, but it was enough for their family to live, happy and carefree, isn't it good?

"Although it is in tatters here, the place is big enough, there are mountains and rivers, pavilions and terraces. When the time comes, it shouldn't cost much to repair it. ”

Yang Yi looked at the surrounding rockery temples and suddenly asked:

"You say, if I want to study and write poetry here, and cultivate my self-cultivation, Your Majesty will reward me here."

"What?"

Cuizhu looked at Yang Yi in shock, unable to believe her ears.

Deoksugung Palace, since it became a royal garden, once lived here Song Gaozong, Empress Wu, Song Xiaozong, Empress Xie, etc., all of whom were the most noble people in the dynasty.

Yang Yi is just a harem concubine, not even a concubine queen, where did she get the courage to ask the emperor to reward her with Deokshou Palace?

"Let's go back, it's getting late. I really miss the carefree days of the past! ”

Yang Yi stood up lazily and sighed inexplicably.

Cuizhu followed behind her, and when she heard Yang Yi's words, she couldn't help but shake her head secretly.

As a concubine in the emperor's harem, how can she go out and get drunk and spend all day drinking? If the emperor hears this, he will not be angry.

Zhao Hong's heart was heavy and he left Cining Palace, Yang Guizhi was unconscious, thin and out of shape, and he relied on ginseng and deer antler velvet and other drugs to fall. It seems that Yang Guizhi's life is only afraid in an instant.

This made Zhao Hong a little embarrassed inexplicably.

Originally, he thought that he hated Yang Guizhi very much, but now when he saw that Yang Guizhi was about to die, he was old and haggard, but he felt a little empty.

Prime Minister Xue Ji is also terminally ill, and may be the same as Yang Guizhi, and he can't support it for a few days. These people are about to leave one by one, which makes Zhao Hong feel that his restoration of the Central Plains and expansion of territory seem to have no meaning.

Ambitious, Wang Tu hegemony, no one appreciates it, and he is also high and low, and he is very lonely!

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is very old, the age of the ancient, the number of heavens. Just look away. ”

Seeing that Zhao Hong was in a low mood, Zhou Xiuniang, who was traveling with her, whispered.

Zhao Hong is in charge of state affairs, she is away all the year round, and her husband and wife get together less and leave more, she was very disappointed. Now that Zhao Hong's temples seem to have gray hair, he is very distressed.

Although Zhao Hong can't be by his side often, in terms of character, Zhao Hong is impeccable.

is for Yang Guizhi to be affectionate and righteous, and he is already a gentleman among gentlemen.

"Xiuniang, I'm away all the year round, and it's all up to you at home!"

Not wanting to worry too much about the people around him, a smile appeared on Zhao Hong's face.

Although Yang Guizhi is strong, he has always been safe in the harem, and Zhou Xiuniang has undoubtedly done a lot of things.

"Your Majesty, I'm nothing, I'm an old husband and wife. However, as the children grow up, you need to spend more time with them. Also, Concubine Xian and Yang Guiyi, you have to comfort them. ”

Zhou Xiuniang said softly, carefully observing the changes in Zhao Hong's expression.

"Your Majesty, in the hearts of the children, you are the world's first-class hero. They are waiting for you to come back every day and tell them about the outside world! ”

Cuizhu was behind him, and quickly added.

She didn't want Zhao Hong to be distracted and even angry because of Yang Yi's matter.

"Cuizhu, you make me a bowl of soup cakes, put more chopped green onions, and let someone send them to the imperial study later."

Zhao Hong thought for a moment, and then said:

"I'm going to see the children and let them come to the study."

His eldest son, Zhao Quan, is almost eight years old, and the rest of the children range from two to five years old. The children regarded him as a first-class hero, and as soon as they came back, they pestered him to talk about things outside, and there was no need to complain.

Speaking of which, as an emperor, he may be competent. But as a father, he owes his children too much for many years.

"Zhao Quan, Zhao Min, Zhao Feng, Zhao Huan, Zhao Zheng, Wu Ji, how many of you, who can recite Xin Jiaxuan's "Breaking the Array"?"

In the imperial study, Zhao Hong had a question, and all the children raised their hands and scrambled to be the first.

got Zhao Hong's name, Zhao Hong's second son Zhao Feng's face turned red and went straight up.

After Zhao Feng finished reciting, Zhao Hong was the first to applaud with a smile on his face, and the other children also applauded.

"Wuji, why didn't you raise your hand just now?"

Zhao Hong asked about his four-year-old nephew Zhou Wuji.

Zhou Wuji, the widow of his brother-in-law Zhou An. Because he has no father, he is named without illness, and he also hopes to grow up healthy and healthy.

"Uncle, I won't carry it. But I'm good at spearboarding! In the future, I will learn to ride a horse, enter the martial arts hall, and be a general who dominates the world like Huo Quai! ”

Zhou Wujian blushed and plucked up his courage to say.

"Good! General Zhou, you have to work hard! ”

Zhao Hong laughed, and a lot of unhappiness was left behind.

"Zhao Quan, you are a role model for all your younger brothers and sisters. Tell me, what kind of person do you want to be in the future?"

Zhao Hong smiled and asked about his eldest son.

"Dad, I want to be a big hero like you in the future, for the country and the people, and let everyone in the world admire!"

"Dad, when I grow up, I want to marry a big hero like Dad!"

Daughter Zhao Min followed her brother Zhao Quan, smiling and reddening.

Zhao Hong laughed again and touched the little heads of a pair of children.

"Good, good! You all have your own ambitions, and you're all good boys of your father! ”

"Dad, tell me about the war! How did I kill the Northwest Army of the Great Song Dynasty without leaving a piece of armor in the Tatar army? ”

Zhao Quan's face was flushed, and he asked on behalf of his younger brothers and sisters.

"Why don't you leave a piece of armor? That's all what my soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty exchanged for bloodshed and sacrifice! ”

Zhao Hong's expression became serious, and he probably sorted it out and began to speak.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with the children, why are they all in tears?"

Zhou Ping entered the study and asked in surprise.

He has already got married, but the child is too young and not yet old, so naturally he can't play with Zhao Quan and other older people.

"I told some touching deeds of the Hanzhong War, and the children were very moved. That's it. ”

He was a teacher himself, and it is no wonder that his sons and daughters wept when he recounted the battles that he had never forgotten to die about.

To put it a little cruelly, he may be a good teacher, a good king, but he doesn't seem to be a competent father.