The night breeze carried the coldness of spring cold, blowing through the Linguang Palace.

The eunuchs and palace maids hung their heads outside the lamps, the curtains were hazy between the burning candles, and the emperor fell a son heavily, the sound of chess was quite heavy, and the mood did not seem to be good.

"I feel that it is a mistake to transfer Min Changwen back to the court. ”

On the opposite side, the silhouette that is also sitting in the curtain is a woman, vaguely able to see black sideburns, beautiful appearance, and empathetic temperament, jade fingers pinched a sunspot and followed the emperor down, pursed the corners of her mouth, and said softly:

"Your Majesty can never do anything wrong, shouldn't it be the courtiers who are wrong?"

"Lihua..... you don't understand. ”

The emperor was only in his thirties, with a good appearance, and his gestures were more literary than the emperor's momentum, so he sighed, stared at the chessboard, and smiled.

"It is not easy for me to be the crown prince at the age of seventeen until I am thirty years old, so I set up a few pavilions and let the ministers say: Your Majesty should not be arrogant; I did a few articles and they said: Your Majesty is in charge of state affairs; I asked a priest to be by my side to care about the welfare of the world, and I said: Your Majesty should not entrust the fortune of a country to the ethereal ghosts and gods;

...... I feel that except for a few of you, everyone else is against me. ”

In the words of gritting teeth, the woman opposite reached out and rubbed the back of the emperor's hand, and her words were gentle.

"Your Majesty is actually still in charge of government affairs, they just can't see it. ”

Hum!

The emperor seemed to have some grievances in his heart, and when he slammed the table with the chess piece in his other hand, he felt the warmth from the weak palm, and his tone softened.

"Concubine Ai is right, I care about the affairs of He Liangzhou, can they see it? The Fazhang said that the natural disaster in He Liangzhou is only a short time, a few days ago, didn't there already be a message? There has been heavy rain there, and it has snowed heavily for several days. ”

On the other side, the dignified woman pursed her lips and chuckled, and took a sentence.

"Ruixue Zhaofeng year, He Liangzhou, next year should be hopeful. ”

"Therefore, those ministers do not advise as well as the Dharma abbot to anticipate things like gods. ”

As an emperor who finally ascended the throne, Chen Shubao also had unspeakable pain in his heart, and his palms clapped loudly.

"They think I don't know who is jumping up and down behind, I gave them such a high position, so they let them block me? Especially that Min Changwen, I don't know which tendon is wrong, transfer him back......."

Probably extremely annoyed, saying their own 'which tendon is wrong', the palace maids and eunuchs waiting around turned pale and quietly retreated outside the hall, they couldn't listen to these words at will.

In the hall, the woman got up and sat down beside the emperor and stretched out his back: "Smooth your breath, Your Majesty is the king of a country, such angry words are still not to be said, you see what the people below are scared of." ”

"They dare to go outside, and they will be killed with sticks and sticks. The Emperor said again indignantly.

The concubine who accompanied him to play chess did not continue the topic with knowledge, her fingertips brushed the emperor's back, and the conversation turned to other things.

"Recently, Jing'er has become more and more reasonable. ”

"He's the crown prince. ”

Speaking of his son, Chen Shubao finally had a smile on his face, this child is very similar to his childhood, sincere and gentle, and more importantly, like himself, he likes poetry and vocal music.

After returning to his hometown with the concubine last year, he became much more sensible, and he was not as absent-minded in his studies as in the past.

However, there is one thing, that is, the assassination of his mother and daughter on the way back to Beijing, when asked about the reason, it was said that it was from the Fazhang faction, but Chen Shubao did not believe it.

He said:

"Pudu Cihang, a great and virtuous monk, proficient in Buddhism, with compassion for the world to overcome the world's suffering, and is also the protector of the country, how can he harm Jing'er, it must be someone else's fake, there is a suspicion of discord. ”

During this period, the emperor also discovered one thing, since the return of the concubine, suddenly interested in the theory of ghosts and gods, in her knot pavilion placed a shrine, occasionally worship, mostly folk gods.

Maybe it's because I see that I worship the Fazhang, so I do what I like......

Probably such an idea made the emperor remove his suspicions and be happy to see it come true.

Boom!

Knock knock!

At this time, a eunuch outside the palace gate pushed the palace door and came in: "Your Majesty, Guifei, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here." ”

"Didn't Jing'er sleep?"

As the woman whispered, the eunuch stepped aside, and a small figure, dressed luxuriously, trotted in, with a Pisces pearl jade pendant on his waist and staggered as he ran.

"Father, mother. ”

The curtain was lifted, and the woman inside also walked out quickly, the golden hairpin and precious jade between the sideburns coiled on her head swayed, and her face was delicate and slightly powdered.

If Lu Liangsheng and Sun Yingxian were here, they would definitely be able to recognize her, it was He Jingqiu who arrived in Beijing together.

Over there, Zhang Lihua dragged her crimson robe to greet her, took the little people who ran over, and returned to the tent together.

"It's so late, why don't you sleep?"

Chen Jing snuggled up to his mother, his face still had the confusion he had just woken up, rubbed his eyes, and yawned.

Jing'er couldn't sleep and wanted to come to see her mother and father. ”

"Okay, then you can enjoy a family with your father first, and your mother will go and change her clothes. ”

Zhang Lihua faced her son, restrained her past flattery, and said softly, sending Chen Jing to the emperor, which was a blessing.

"Your Majesty, the concubine will go down first, and I'll bring some soup to warm your body later. ”

"Go ahead. ”

The emperor waved his dragon sleeves with a smile, stretched out his hand to pull the prince to his side and sat down, and after taking the examination school for the last few days, he noticed the jade pendant on his waist.

"Jing'er, who gave you this?"

"A gentleman. ”

"From the East Palace?"

"No, when Jing'er and her mother came back, they met on the road, a very good gentleman, No, is this jade pendant good-looking?"

Speaking of this, Chen Jing was completely sleepy, and raised the Pisces Hanzhu pendant to his chest as if offering a treasure, and he almost forgot what Lu Liangsheng told him before.

"......Also, that gentleman can also spell, so powerful, and he is also a very good person. ”

The emperor frowned: "Can spells?"

"Hmm! Mr. Lu Liangsheng's name is Lu Liangsheng. The villain's face was full of red light and nodded excitedly: "Mother said that he is very powerful." ”

Thinking of the act of setting up a shrine after the concubine returned to the palace, Chen Shubao's face sank.

However, after a moment, he smiled again and hugged the prince.

"You are the crown prince, you can't wear a fish, put it on your father's side for the time being. ”

"Is it a rule again?"

"Yes, the palace has the rules of the palace. ”

Soon after, Chen Shubao enjoyed some family fun with his wife and children as usual, and returned to Linchun Pavilion alone.

Looking at the Pisces Hanzhu pendant in his hand, he couldn't sleep all night, until the sky was bright, and he gradually fell asleep.

The morning light shone through the clouds in the east, pushing away the color of the blue and the dark, pushing through the palace, enveloping the entire city, and in less than a moment, the heavens and the earth were immersed in this gold.

The winter snow has long since melted, and the wet treetops have pulled out new buds, and the droplets that have accumulated overnight fall silently to the ground.

"Oh..... oh......"

The rooster raised in the kitchen in the Min Mansion stretched his neck, opened his voice and crowed loudly, and the house rose and fell with the sound of human voices and footsteps, becoming lively.

“...... In front of the winter, the old trees welcome spring and draw new branches, and the sycamore is immortal on the stone. ”

Lu Liangsheng pushed open the bedroom door, stretched out in the morning light, walked to the water tank in the corner of the side yard, took a sip of water, wrapped it in his mouth, grunted a few times, and spit out to the root of the sycamore tree.

It has been two days since I returned to Beijing, less than seven or eight days before the spring of the second day of the second month of February, and the Taoist left the day before, saying that he was not used to living here, so it was better to go outside and hang out, and then come back after the spring festival.

"It's okay, it's not beautiful to stay here. ”

After Lu Liangsheng finished washing, he shook off the water stains on his hands, the water droplets automatically broke away and fell to the ground, and returned to the house refreshed.

The scholar stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to cover him, found a book, walked to the courtyard, sat on the stone bench under the plane tree, bathed in the morning light, and quietly recited one by one.

God rewards hard work, and knowledge is also accumulated step by step.

"Lu Gongzi!" Outside the crescent moon gate in the side courtyard, a maid came in with breakfast and gruel, blessed slightly, put the dishes and porridge bowls on the stone table, and glanced at the scholar's side face reflected in the morning sun.

Lu Liangsheng took the book, smiled, and responded politely.

The maid lowered her eyes with a red face, and said softly: "Master Lu, please use it slowly." He kicked the edge of his skirt and left quickly.

At the same time, the door of the bedroom opened gently, and the toad man shushed at the scroll on the wall, carefully stepped out of his short legs, and looked at the apprentice reading on the stone bench, gently leaning against the wall, and slowly moving with a bulging belly.

In an instant, the toad Taoist ran into Wang Shuhua's study, holding a brush and a piece of paper, dragging his long tongue to his mouth excitedly, spreading his frog webbing and running back.

Lu Liangsheng put down the gruel, turned his head to look at the room, shook his head with a smile, raised the book and continued to read quietly.

The sycamores in the courtyard shook gently, with a soft rustling sound.

A piece of spring is shining