- "If anyone really wants to profit from this farce, it can only be me. ”

Reason told Rong Tang that he should ask Su Huaijing for this sentence.

This is a battle of intrigue between the royal heirs, whether it is dead or wounded, whether it is a tall building on the ground or a century-old tree that is eaten by insects, it is limited to the three princes involved in this calculation.

Looking at the past from Rong Tang's perspective, none of them have anything to do with Su Huaijing.

He should have asked.

But the sun was shining in early summer, the peacock in the zoo was opening, the dark green tail feathers were beautiful and amazing, accompanied by a lazy and pleasant voice, and there was a very warm embrace in front of him, Rong Tang almost forgot to breathe for a moment, let alone ask Su Huaijing about the loopholes that were revealed intentionally or unintentionally.

The moment they hugged and separated, Rong Tang came back to his senses, his eyes didn't know if he was not adapted to the light or the colorful peacock opened the screen, he blinked lightly, and finally asked, "What did you tell Ke Hongxue?" ”

Su Huaijing was stunned for a moment, his emotions were a little surprised, it seemed that in his imagination, the first question Rong Tang asked when he opened his mouth should not be this.

Su Huaijing lowered his eyes and looked at Rong Tang fixedly for a moment, a shallow smile overflowed on his lips, some like coquettishness, and some like pampering and arrogance, in short, very coquettish: "That's another secret, if Tang Tang wants to know...... Kiss me? ”

Rong Tang turned around and left.

Su Huaijing chased after him with a smile: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you, I'll tell you." ”

Rong Tang turned his head and looked at him suspiciously, not quite convinced.

Su Huaijing bent his eyes: "When did I deceive Tang Tang?" I'll tell you. ”

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Songyuan started from the first emperor and went through four masters before and after.

The first emperor, the third son of the first emperor, Emperor Renshou, Sheng Chengxing.

The third son of the former emperor has been a lecturer and a well-known smart and exquisite scholar since he entered the country at a young age.

He is good at writing poetry and painting, drinking and fighting insects, even designing buildings, giving him enough time to learn, he can achieve the top level in the world.

He was so smart that some courtiers once privately said that if he was a virtuous prince, the third prince would be an excellent candidate.

When His Royal Highness heard this, he would shake his fan with a smile, wear a luxurious and exquisite Confucian shirt, lean on the railing of Fengyue Tower, listen to the small songs in the building, look at the river lamp outside the building, and play with a wine glass of Ru porcelain in his hand, and his voice was scattered but clearly audible: "In terms of the eldest brother, I am not as good as the eldest brother; In terms of virtue and virtue, I am a bastard; On the heart of the world...... Sheng San has no ambitions, and in this life, he only wants to be a rich idler who walks birds and fights insects, and he really can't afford the lives of tens of thousands of people in the world. I have probably cultivated ascetic paths for several lifetimes in exchange for the wealth and glory of this life, what is there not to be satisfied with? Your Excellency, don't say this again in the future, I am scared when I hear it. ”

After finishing speaking, His Royal Highness raised his head and drank all the wine in the cup, smiling freely, and his peach blossom eyes were full of exquisite brilliance.

He is the smartest man in the world, and he is also the most unmeasured and measured person in this royal family.

The first emperor gave him a Songyuan, and he was able to spend three years to create a paradise with flowers, summer lotus, autumn fruits, winter snow, and thousands of birds, birds, insects and beasts.

Today's Songyuan is already beautiful in Sheng Chengxing's hands, but it belongs to the Third Highness

In those years, it was the real fame.

The royal palace has become a heavenly palace, which is not only a place for the children of the Yujing family to gather and feast, but also a place for ordinary people to play happily.

Every year around the Lantern Festival, Songyuan is open to the outside world, whether you are a high-ranking official or facing the loess, as long as you want to come, you can find a corner in Songyuan to taste wine and eat meat, bask in the starry sun, and even settle in a side room, sleep on a high bed soft pillow, and have a sweet dream.

The companion said to beware of stealing from the people, and the Third Highness squinted a pair of fox-like eyes and smiled: "If the things taken from here can solve the urgent need, what does it matter if you borrow him?" ”

The companion said, "But how can Diao Min pay it back, how can he borrow it?" ”

His Royal Highness was dressed in a big hat, looked at the melting spring snow in the garden, and laughed lazily: "You look at people's hearts too narrowly. ”

In those years, no one can say whether Songyuan lost anything, but the venue of the Lantern Festival was held year after year, and I have never heard of anyone making trouble on it and being sent to the government.

The villagers around the suburbs of Beijing know that there is a gorgeous and extraordinary Zhuangzi here, and they also know that the owner of this Zhuangzi will invite the opera troupe to sing during the Spring Festival every year, and will have a free banquet with good wine and meat. For them, the most alive days of the year are probably these few days, and there is a fairy master living in this village.

Songyuan is beautiful, prosperous, and popular, and it brings much more value than a palace.

And after the war, Emperor Renshou ascended the throne, and when he saw this palace designed and managed by his nephew, he felt that there would probably be no more elegant and philistine Zhuangzi in the world.

So Songyuan has become a royal palace again, with high painted gates, vertical courtyard walls, no lantern festival theater for the Lantern Festival every year, and more concubines and concubines who live in the deep courtyard.

During the Lantern Festival in the second year of Qingzheng, the Songyuan guards relieved themselves at night, and found that a string of bacon was hung on the courtyard wall, and a small basket of huge and beautiful frozen pears was piled up underneath, which emitted an attractive aroma in the cold night.

……

After a long time, Emperor Renshou seemed to realize that no matter how exquisite and luxurious Songyuan was, most of it was because of the quiet care of the three princes.

It happened that Sheng Chengxing was at the age of leaving the palace, and Emperor Renshou didn't think about giving him the garden directly.

His third son, perhaps the third son of his eldest brother, is also generally smart and clever, if he can press a few points, he can make the world even more

They were all impressed, and Emperor Renshou had such shallow expectations.

That's why there was this folding meeting.

……

Rong Tang listened to Su Huaijing talk about these things casually like a story, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

He wanted to comfort Su Huaijing, but Su Huaijing smiled again, and his smile was always gentle and kind, as if the people in the story had nothing to do with him at all, let alone his blood relatives.

But Rong Tang clearly noticed that when he said the words of the Third Highness, he spoke in a slightly lighter tone; Speaking of the bacon that appeared outside Songyuan for no reason, there was a faint smile in the corner of his eyes.

He has the best brother in the world.

Rong Tang couldn't tell him this.

All he could do was take the initiative to shake Huaijing's left hand and let him walk around the garden with him seemingly aimlessly.

For a moment, Rong Tang wanted to ask him: "Do you want me to see your brother?"

Is it a garden built by my brother? ”

If yes,

It was really a very beautiful garden.

He looks at it from the perspective of modern people thousands of years later,

It's also stunning.

Your brother is enough to make you proud to show off to everyone.

But he didn't say anything, he just silently accompanied Su Huaijing and walked around Songyuan with him.

Walking past a few houses with flowers and herbs, and passing by a few banquet halls with laughter and laughter, the air is quiet.

Su Huaijing led him to a courtyard.

The door is dilapidated, inhumane, the flowers and plants in the corner of the courtyard are disorderly, and the branches of the pear trees in the courtyard grow wildly.

Over the years, the red stage has long since faded its former color, leaving only the faintly visible prosperous light and shadow.

When Rong Tang saw this courtyard, his eyes suddenly darkened, and a guess arose in his heart.

Su Huaijing asked him, "Does Tang Tang know who used to live in this courtyard?" ”

Rong Tang pursed his lips and was silent.

Su Huaijing said to herself: "Concubine Shu, the lady who was beaten into the cold palace in the second year of Qingzheng." ”

He chuckled softly: "Ladylike, virtuous and virtuous, what a good meaning...... Our fifth prince should have a very enviable background. ”

Concubine Shu is the alien singer brought back from Emperor Renshou's Jiangnan painting boat.

The prince she gave birth to was asserted by the warlock that it was wrong with the emperor's star, but she was favored by the emperor all the way, and was brought into the palace from the hidden mansion, and even made a concubine.

In a sense, this is actually one of the author's golden fingers to Sheng Chengli.

Emperor Renshou had many concubines, both men and women, and preferred beautiful women.

Concubine Shu gave birth to an heir for him, and she was quite alien, bold and enthusiastic, and gave him a very good memory of youth.

In the end, even if she died, Concubine Shuniang died at her best thirty years old, when the flowers bloomed the most gorgeous, only letting the world remember her amorous and eye-catching.

After Sheng Chengli came out of the cold palace in the first two lives, he once became the favorite prince of Emperor Renshou, and no one can say that there is no credit for the deceased who died early.

Rong Tang knew that this was the former residence of Concubine Shu, and this stage was specially set up by Emperor Renshou to enjoy the dance of Concubine Shu.

He turned his head and glanced through the courtyard gate to see where he had come.

Su Huaijing saw his movements, chuckled, and said, "It seems that Tang Tang guessed?" ”

Follow the pebble path forward, pass a courtyard, turn around, walk hundreds of steps, and it is the place where Lanxin Zhai is planted with herbs.

It is also known to everyone that the place where Yue Rong went before he died.

Rong Tang's expression was slightly cold, and he asked in a deep voice: "Does this matter have anything to do with the queen?" ”

Su Huaijing smiled, the admiration in his eyes couldn't be hidden, so he simply let it be exposed, he raised his hand to comb Rong Tang's somewhat messy hair along the way, and said softly: "In the second year of Qingzheng, two major events happened in the harem of Dayu. ”

"One of them happened in April, the emperor's eldest son was critically ill, and everyone in the hospital worked day and night for three days, but the emperor's eldest son fell ill and finally died; Second, in September of that year, the concubine was pregnant, which should have been celebrated by the palace, but somehow, His Majesty was furious and put the pregnant concubine into the cold palace, so that she had a miscarriage, and in the month of the same year, the concubine died in the cold palace. ”

Su Huaijing's voice was very soft, talking about the secrets of the palace that should not have been transmitted.

According to the old man in the palace, a few months before the emperor's eldest son became ill, he received an incense recipe from the courtyard of the Tai Hospital, saying that it was smoked every day and that it would be beneficial to his illness. In the first two months, the eldest son of the emperor, who was originally weak, not only improved his spirits, but was even able to ride and shoot on horseback, and His Majesty and the Empress were very happy about this. ”

"But in the third month, the eldest son of the emperor's condition relapsed, menacing, and in just three days, the prince who was only weak died with a whimper."

Su Huaijing hooked the corners of her lips, approached Rong Tang's ear, and whispered: "Concubine Shuniang is pregnant, Your Majesty wants to give her the favor of the pepper room in order to show her grace." Coincidentally, the palace man in charge of incense cleaned up the house and turned out a bag of spices. Tang Tang, guess what's that smell? ”

Rong Tang didn't say anything, his hands and feet were a little cold.

Su Huaijing was still smiling, very innocent: "What should I do, Tangtang?" Someone thinks he is smart and acting in front of me, I can't look past it, and I want to expose him. ”

"Tang Tang won't blame me, right?"