Chapter 32

After autumn, the summer heat gradually subsides, and the autumn air is crisp.

The procession to Nanlin Palace stretched for several miles, with beaded canopies and BMW incense cars, which were engraved with their respective family crest patterns, lined up in front and back according to their grades and identities.

There was no sound of the huge procession, except for the wheels running over the woodland.

Rong Jin lifted the curtain and looked out, his eyes were full of lush greenery, there was a little cool breeze passing through the forest, and the branches and leaves were rustling.

Shang Lu sat lazily on the wheel, broke a thin branch when he passed a bush, roughly estimated the road, and said in a low voice: "It should take more than an hour to arrive." ”

"You've been to the palace before," Rong Jin hooked the curtain and said softly, "Is autumn hunting interesting?" ”

She has only been out of the city a handful of times, and she has never seen what the royal autumn hunt looks like, so she is quite curious for a while.

"Uninteresting. However, the view of the palace is good, and you can have fun by yourself. Seeing that she was curious, Shang Lu simply handed over the reins to Changfeng, got into the carriage by himself, and talked to Rong Jin about what he had seen and heard in the previous two years.

Rong Jin held a cup of warm tea and listened, only then did he know that there were still many ways behind the autumn hunting.

For example, in the past two years, the saint has neglected to bow his horse, and the hunting ground has already prepared suitable prey, so as not to get nothing and hurt his face. For example, even if a low-level military general has ridden and shot people, he must be deliberately controlled, and he cannot overpower the limelight of the upper peak......

All in all, there are many people in the officialdom who are sophisticated.

Shang Lu poured a cup of tea and commented: "I feel tired for them. ”

At the foot of Nanlin Mountain, the marching team stopped from front to back and rested here.

said that it was repaired, but in fact, it was ordered that the female officials in the inner court and the forbidden army should be checked one by one before being released, so as not to bring undesirable people in the team and threaten the safety of the royal family.

Shang Lu waited boredly, and chatted with Rong Jin again: "There is a reed swing over there, and the son said that he used to go boating here after the rain when he was young, and the scenery is very good. ”

As the sun sets, the scenery of the lake and mountains is indeed good.

Rong Jin glanced at it from a distance, thinking about the appearance of the green mountains after the rain, and was a little moved, but then he put away the delusions that he shouldn't have.

There was a faint noise ahead, and when I listened closely, it seemed as if someone was arguing.

Shang Lu's ears and eyes were much more dexterous than hers, and she thought that something important had happened, so she listened intently and rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Rong Jin was curious: "What's wrong?" ”

"Trivial," Shang Lu put a leaf between his fingers and turned slowly, "It is said that when you go to the palace, each family has a fixed number of attendants, but the Qinghe Hou Mansion brings more people......"

The female historian who was in charge of the registration was in a dilemma, looked at the extremely luxurious carriages in the Hou Mansion, and then looked at General Qi with a cold face on the other side, and secretly scolded "brainless" in her heart.

The Qinghe Marquis Mansion is the maiden home of the Queen Mother.

The first emperor was pressed by the abolished prince in his lifetime, but from now on he ascended the throne, and there is no family in Beijing that can stand out, and even the queen has to give three points.

What about a few more minions? It's over with one eye open and one eye closed.

provoked an incident here, in full view of everyone, didn't it sweep the face of the Hou Mansion?

"My mother is frail, and I am afraid that the boat and car will be tired and uncomfortable, so I brought two more maids to serve," the slender hand picked the curtain of the car, revealing a flower-like appearance

Beauty face, "Isn't this also possible?" ”

The female historian recognized this face and hurriedly saluted: "Lord Ming'an." ”

"Whether it is successful or not, it is not up to me to decide," Qi Yue looked away and said lightly, "The rules are like this." ”

Ming An's face changed slightly, and when he saw that he was so ignorant, he sneered.

She didn't look at Qi Yue anymore, helped the maid get out of the carriage, and hired Tingting to cross the crowd and move forward, and the maid on the side was busy holding an umbrella to block out the daylight.

The female history knew what she was doing at a glance, wiped her sweat with a handkerchief, and sighed helplessly: "My lord, why do you ...... this?"

The saint will never care about the Hou Mansion bringing a few more maids, Ming An used to be coquettish, and the queen only had the reason to agree, so it was better to give the Hou Mansion a personal favor and reveal it.

Now not only has he offended the Hou Mansion, but when the saint learns about it, he may not praise him for his devotion to his duties.

Qi Yue Bafeng stood still, as if he hadn't heard it.

The carriage of the Hou Mansion stagnated, and everyone behind had to wait with him, and after a while, the chamberlain beside the queen came to pass the word, and he finally raised his hand to let him go.

Shang Lu had already pulled the thin branches in his hand to the bare thin rod, and said with emotion: "General Qi is still the same. ”

Rong Jin raised his eyes to look at him, showing some doubts at the right time.

This is not a secret, you can know it with a little inquiry, and Shang Lu didn't hide it from her: "This General Qi is a senior brother with Gongzi. ”

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p; "Then their master should be very powerful."

"This ......" Shang Lu paused and stopped slightly abruptly.

Rong Jin smiled slightly, and did not ask any more questions knowingly.

After the Qinghe Hou Mansion, there was no further problem, and it was quickly checked here.

Qi Yue recognized Changfeng, but he did not relax because this was Shen Yu's carriage and horse, and after learning that there was no female dependent, he lifted the curtain to check as usual.

Shang Lu greeted briskly, and Rong Jin was silent, letting him look at him.

Qi Yue swept his eyes, and the word "pass" had already been spoken, but he suddenly raised his eyes and looked back.

Rong Jin was stunned, followed his line of sight, and looked at his hand on his lap.

The ten fingers are slender, the nails are neatly trimmed, and the complexion becomes whiter against the background of the navy blue clothes......

Because of this, it doesn't look like a man's hand.

Under such scrutiny, Rong Jin almost wanted to retract his hand into his sleeve, but fortunately, reason prevailed and did not move, but looked back in confusion.

Qi Yue was silent for a moment, let go of his hand, the curtain hung down to cover the people in the car, and repeated in a low voice: "Pass." ”

It wasn't until the carriage drove a long way away that Rong Jin raised his hand to press his chest and let out a long breath.

Nanlin Palace is also lively all year round, although it is not as manpower as the imperial city, but it is also ready to take over early, the empty palace room is sprinkled and clean, and all kinds of things are readily available.

Shen Yu's residence is in the north of the palace, and a few osmanthus trees are planted outside the wall, which is the season of flowering, and you can smell a dark fragrance from a distance.

Rong Jin put the luggage he brought in place, afraid that the smell would be mixed, so he didn't order the Qi Nan incense commonly used by Shen Yu, folded a few osmanthus flowers and inserted them in the white porcelain net bottle, and placed them by the window of the dormitory.

She took out the teapot, made a pot of medicinal tea, and went to the apse to stare at the decoction herself.

After some tossing, the sky has completely darkened.

The palace lamp hangs high and is far away

The Qiuxiao Hall is brightly lit, and there is a faint sound of bamboo coming from the water, which is graceful. It was the saint who was feasting the courtiers, and Shang Lu mentioned it to her, saying that eighty percent of the night's banquet would not be finished until the middle of the moon.

Rong Jin listened with his cheeks back, occasionally adding a charcoal fire to the small stove.

Perhaps because the palace is halfway up the mountain, after nightfall, it is a little cooler.

Rong Jin tightened his sleeves, took out an ink-colored cloak embroidered with feathers from the box, and handed it to Changfeng along with the boiled medicine.

The silk and bamboo in the Qiuxiao Hall are endless, and Feng Rong, the steward and eunuch on this side of the palace, finally waited for the opportunity to show his face in front of the saint, and made people rehearse all kinds of songs and dances and hundreds of operas early in the morning, which can also be called novel and interesting.

The holy dragon heart is happy, and everyone naturally only has to laugh and cheer.

Shen Yu pressed his eyebrows and suppressed the impatience in his heart.

He didn't have much appetite, and he moved a few chopsticks on the table with a lot of dishes, but he drank a lot of wine with him, and he was inevitably uncomfortable, and frowned after seeing the medicine sent by Changfeng: "What about her?" ()”

Changfeng was stunned and said in a low voice: "Rong ...... said that it was inconvenient for her to appear on this occasion, and she was not familiar with the path of the palace, so she asked her subordinates to come down and send medicine and clothes." ()?『 Come on[]. See the latest chapters. Complete Chapter'()"

Shen Yu glanced at the cloak on Changfeng's arm, took the medicine bowl, and looked at the hall with interest.

In the center of the main hall stood a dancing girl dressed in green clothes, with a delicate figure and a long belt tied around her waist, outlining her slender waist.

The skirt of the sleeves is extremely wide, and it is more and more weak to be lined up.

Feng Rong said with a smile: "The minions searched for the remnants of the score, tried to restore the lost old songs of the previous dynasty, and asked someone to rehearse this "Green Waist". The saint is proficient in music and rhythm, and if he can appreciate his face and give advice, it is also an honor for the minions. ”

Xiao Pingyan may be deficient, but in terms of music and rhythm, he can indeed be called proficient.

He held the wine glass, his eyes fell on the dancing girl standing in the hall, and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

The pipa sounded, and the dancing girl threw off her long sleeves and danced.

Her body is soft and light, her waist is folded, her body is weak and boneless, her eyes are flowing and she wants to talk, and she can easily arouse three points of love.

Seeing that the saint was fascinated, Feng Rong smiled so much that the folds in the corners of his eyes came out.

The figure of this dancing girl is somewhat similar to Rong Jin, Shen Yu glanced at it twice, and felt that it didn't look like it-

Rong Jin would never look at people like this.

She actually looks weak, but she seems to lack a root and tendon, and she won't use her advantages like this dancing girl.

If you don't ask her, she won't answer; If she doesn't call her, if she doesn't have something to ask for, she won't take the initiative to come up.

Wooden very.!

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