King's man

Seeing Qingping's depression these days, the emperor wanted to relieve him, so he took him by the hand and took him to pay his respects to the queen mother.As soon as they walked out of the palace gate, they were greeted by the slanting light of the garden and the golden chrysanthemums covering the courtyard under the setting sun.Qingping saw the bright yellow color, which was as bright and bright as the sun, with a feeling of warmth and hope.He somewhat understood why the emperor only loved chrysanthemums.Yang Xian led him through the long road in the palace, moved over the high wall beside the road, and walked to Danyu Palace, which was the residence of the Empress Dowager.Just after entering the door, she heard two shouts, "The emperor is here! The emperor is here!" The voice was familiar and clear, not like the eunuch's voice. Qingping was wondering, but Yang Xian laughed first, and then pointed to the birdcage under the corridor and said "to him" That is Liujin Yunjin, a treasure of their country brought by the envoys of Nan'an Kingdom last year when they came to congratulate them, and they are good at imitating the voices of different people, especially imitating people's singing is the most lifelike!" Qingping looked pleasingly, and saw two golden The bird is about the size of a bowl, but with shining wings, it is very beautiful. Only the head is white, but the whole bird looks more playful and lovely.

"My son, pay respects to the queen mother!" Yang Xian saluted the queen mother after saying that, and Qingping followed.The queen mother hurriedly pulled Yang Xian up and let him sit on the chair next to her, "Is Xianer's political affairs going well recently?" After Yan Bi glanced at Qingping, she didn't see any look in her eyes, but she sighed secretly in her heart, what a pity.It's a boy.

When Qingping saw the queen mother looking at her, she lowered her head respectfully, and saw that the queen mother had been talking to the emperor without caring about herself, so she raised her head again.Although the Queen Mother is no longer young, she still has a charming charm, her oval face is soft and beautiful, and her high bun is dignified and noble. What is more eye-catching is her pair of red phoenix eyes, which are thin and long, and the tip of the eyes is slightly raised, which sets off the whole picture. The face is delicate and spirited.At this time, Fang felt that the emperor's eyes were very similar to hers.Qingping thought to herself that these eyes must have attracted the late Emperor back then, and also started her tender, forbearing, wonderful and legendary life.Qingping was thinking about it, but what the queen mother said made him ashamed again. "Xian'er really likes to listen to operas, so it's enough to teach those two golden clouds and brocades to sing." The queen mother said to the emperor, and then ordered the maid Mingxin next to her to "return those two birds to the emperor's Hall of Cultivating Mind. !” There is no accusation or persuasion in the words, but the hidden meaning is even more difficult to ignore.

Qingping was embarrassed, but saw the emperor said: "Don't worry, queen mother, listening to the opera is just a kind of pastime, and my ministers will not delay political affairs." She offered a cup of tea for the queen mother, and said, "The chrysanthemums in the palace of my ministers are blooming just right. When I go back, I will order someone to send some to my mother, and I wish my mother all the best!" Then Fang stood up and said goodbye.

Seeing that it was still early, Yang Xian wanted to accompany Qingping to go for a walk by the Yunyin Lake in the Imperial Garden. As soon as he arrived at the south gate of the Imperial Garden, he saw Concubine Mei leading a few maids meandering out from the west path.Qingping looked at the leading woman, whose white lining was lightly covered with purple silk, she was indescribably bright and gorgeous, her oval face had a pointed chin, a pair of fox eyes grew flexibly under her eyebrows, her eyes were already charming and flirtatious, And there is another waist of a water snake, which is graceful and enchanting along the way.The charming concubine first saluted Yang Xian, and said with a bright smile, "Your Majesty invited the concubine to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. I don't know if the concubine will be blessed to listen to Mr. Qingping's elegant voice." abnormal.Yang Xian also looked at Qingping at this time, not wanting to force him.

"Xiaomin is willing to help, but I just want to invite my junior brother to enter the palace to sing together. I don't know if His Majesty will allow it?" Qingping finished speaking and looked at Yang Xian.

Lin Mei looked at the two birds. "Your Majesty, wouldn't it be more interesting to teach this Jin Yunjin brocade to sing a duet with Mr. Qingping?" His eyes were bright, innocent and expectant.

Qingping felt even more depressed, as expected, it was not a good time to travel today.Yang Xian was not annoyed: "My concubine was joking, if that's the case, let's take Ji Kuan into the palace at that time."

The Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner.

The emperor held a family banquet, and invited the empress dowager and all the concubines in the harem to drink and enjoy the moon in the imperial garden. In addition, he also invited the Eastern King Yang Hong, who had a close relationship, to accompany him.But Qingping was nowhere to be seen.The banquet was held in the Lingyan Pavilion on Yunyin Lake, just like an ordinary family banquet, without too many decorations, only a few tables were very particular, using a set of flowing crystals.This set of cases is rarely used by the emperor at ordinary times. It can be regarded as the first-class treasures in the palace collection. It is said that it was made by a famous instrument maker in ancient times because he felt the sound of high mountains and flowing water. The whole body is a whole piece of crystal, so huge The crystal is already rare, and what is even more rare is that there is a spring of running water under the crystal tabletop. When the music is played, the standing water also flows with it. It's wonderful.In these cases, the shimmering water merges into the misty lake, which makes people feel like entering a fairyland.All the beauties sitting here are holding the same delicate and exquisite crystal cups in their hands, toasting to wish the Queen Mother a thousand years of blessings and His Majesty a long life.

Looking at this scene, Yang Xian felt soft ripples in his heart. It turned out that this lonely and oppressive palace also had beautiful and comfortable times, and he almost forgave the past pain for the tenderness at this time. "In the past five years since I took the throne, thanks to the teachings of the Empress Dowager and your support in the harem, the weather has finally been smooth and the country is peaceful and the people are safe. There may be things that I can't take care of, and I have wronged you for a while. I hope you will be considerate of me. Thank you for your hard work, and I offer you a toast!"

Those concubines who had been neglected for a long time drank a few glasses of wine at this time, and their hearts were soaked. They looked at the bright and clear full moon, the crystal clear table, and looked at this pure and clear world. It became as clean as this Qingming world, and I couldn't help but feel grateful for the emperor's thoughtfulness in the past, and was quite moved.At this time, the music sounded just right again, and the musician played a song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River".This love, this scene, this month, this life, the flowers are blooming, the moon is bright, the night is quiet and the sky is clean, the youth is flourishing, and the years are not old. Who would not look forward to the prosperity of the country and Chang'an forever!

At this most beautiful moment, Chen Huilan paid attention to Yang Xian with the look of an ordinary wife looking at her husband. Seeing his happy face, her eyes became soft and lingering; The pure blue bell, the two were drinking and talking to each other; Lin Mei swayed her tassels on her temples and toasted Yang Xian with a charming smile; while Yu Wanying was just looking at the wine in the glass and the moon in the wine with ecstasy, Vermilion lips slightly raised, revealing a rare soft smile; only Dong Wang toasted the Queen Mother respectfully, telling jokes to make her happy.At this most beautiful moment, Yang Xian was distracted, he thought of Qing Ping who was not there.

At the end of the song, everything is quiet.After a long time, everyone chatted and laughed again, Qingping Fang and Ji Kuan came out.

Qingping and Ji Kuan carefully prepared "Farewell My Concubine". Ji Kuan was dressed in a black python-pattern embroidered robe, with a stalwart figure and extraordinary momentum; Clusters of beautiful hairpins, the wind returns to the snow, and flowers grow every step of the way.The exquisiteness and glamor of the clothes and ornaments do not diminish their splendor even under the moonlight.The painting screen is quiet and the candle shadows are flickering, but I saw Concubine Yu singing, "Your Majesty, my concubine Rong Chen congratulates you!" The voice was soft and melodious, and the tune was clear and comforting.That Xiang Yu drank the cup in one gulp, and didn't wait for Yu Ji to pour the wine for him, he poured it and drank it himself.Just drink in a dull mood and don't speak.Concubine Yu's vermilion lips parted slightly, her white teeth glistened, her eyes were misty and her brows were frowning, an inch of worry turned into three points of tenderness in a blink of an eye, "My lord, it's getting late, let's rest, recharge your batteries and wait for tomorrow's battle!" Soft and waxy, the voice is sweet and warm and lingering.The music is also as light as the wind passing through the blue silk, and the snow falls on the plum blossoms.Xiang Yu held his hand to his ear, it was as soft as sugar, as soft as boneless.And Yi Ren's eyes are full of autumn water and full of affection, even a heartless person can't help being tempted.

Suddenly, the music turned sharply, and the falling flowers in the sky turned into a rustling autumn wind, indescribably sad and desolate, and Chu's singing was faintly heard in the distance, and the singing became denser and clearer.The two were shocked.Looking out together hand in hand, a chill soaked into the bottom of my heart. "Could it be that the Han has completely acquired the land of Chu? Why are there so many Chu people!" Xiang Yu was stunned for a moment, then returned to drink.After a few cups, Xiang Yu couldn't help singing, "Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelmed, and the time is not good. The time is not dying. What is the time when the time is not dying, what is the reason for the dying! What is the time when the dying is not dying, what is the reason for the dying!" "The sound of the song is tragic and desolate, helpless and sad, full of unwillingness, nostalgia, and a most insoluble longing.

Concubine Yu had tears in her eyes and was extremely sad.Nai suppressed his sadness and sang: "Your Majesty is tired, sit down and rest for a while, Rong Chenqie will dance for you again!" When Yu Ji danced lightly, the accompaniment music became clear and clear, like the sound of moonlight touching the water.Raising the head and stretching the wide sleeves, the world is vast, the sleeves are flying towards the sky, as if asking the sky; the eyes are closed and the belt is spinning, there is nothing and no self, and the clothes are scattered all over the sky like a goddess, as if to break through the shackles. The dust goes away; Yingying is dotted, smiling with tears, dancing up and down with arms in front of the body, retreating while dancing, the streamer is like a phoenix dancing nine days, a dragon soaring into the abyss, twists and turns, ups and downs, entanglement and stretching.That dance seems to be dancing with the whole heart and the whole life. Under the moonlight, there is a kind of power that touches people's hearts and dances fate.

After Yu Ji danced, she walked gently in front of Xiang Yu, bent and squatted down slowly, put her hands gently on his knees, and looked at him obsessively.But when she saw her red lips moving slightly, she whispered softly: "I want to stay with the king all the time!" Yan Bi put his head lightly on the back of his hand, and tears rolled down quietly.Xiang Yu raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

The two were relatively silent for a while, but Yu Ji got up and gave Xiang Yu another deep look.That glance is like a wandering person's nostalgia for his homeland, like a wandering man's nostalgia for a baby, that glance clearly has hopeless sadness, but also the softest warmth, that glance is so beautiful and so sad that Yang In the years that followed, Xian was angry countless times, but every time he thought about it, his heart softened.

That was Yu Ji's last look, she looked at the love of her life.Raise your hand.swing the sword.

"Aifei—" a cry resounded through the sky.

She finally lay in the warmest embrace.His embrace, her destination.

Yu Wanying, who is also surnamed Yu, secretly wiped away the tears from her face with a silk handkerchief, but the sadness could not be erased.In the same city, under the same moonlight, I never saw him again.

This scene fell in the eyes of Empress Chen, but it was infinitely sad. It is a kind of luck to die in the arms of the person she loves. The most regrettable thing is that he never looked at you.

Du Jinghong nodded slightly.I usually only thought that Yuji's death really had no choice, it was a bit like being buried, and being born as a woman has never been able to control her own destiny.I kept thinking that maybe the last thing she left in this world was a smile, a mockery of all the things in her life, and the triumphant joy of being finally liberated.Now it seems that Yu Ji is really willing, because in love, there is no life and death, no surrender.

Although Lan Ling was ignorant, she could faintly feel the earth-shattering power, as if one day it would sweep her away once it came.She tightly held the concubine's sister's hand, a little sad, a little scared, and a little nervous.

The most common reaction was Lin Mei.She couldn't stand such obsession, entanglement, and stumbling, as if she couldn't figure it out, so disturbed.Why?As a woman, she stayed when she was happy, and left when she was unhappy. How could she make herself so miserable.she thinks.I don't want to.

After the banquet was over, everyone went back to the palace without mentioning it. Qingping and her younger brother were enjoying the wine because they were rewarded with royal wine by the emperor, but they heard the emperor say: "Yi'er, teach me to sing!" It was the first time he called him in public. Once, Ji Kuan was present again, Qingping couldn't help being embarrassed, and declined: "Your Majesty, the night is already dark, why not another day!" Yang Xian stood by the desk at this time and extended his hand to him.Qingping was in a dilemma, but his younger brother tapped him lightly under the desk, and then he handed Yang Xian his hand. "You lead Ji Kuan back to his residence to rest!" Yang Xian ordered the surrounding maids, and ordered everyone not to follow, but ordered the eunuch Wang Quan to come and take care of him, and then dragged Qingping away.

Qingping just followed Yang Xian, and in a blink of an eye she arrived at the ferry platform beside Yunyin Lake.A glazed painting boat was parked by the lake, and there was faint candlelight on the boat.At this moment, the lake is covered with moonlight, and the water is used as a bed, which is really interesting, Qingping thought so in her heart, and her face also became happy.When he opened his mouth, he sang with great interest, "Your Majesty, don't worry!" In a flash, he remembered the joke of the two people in the Hall of Cultivating Heart last time, and suddenly had an idea in his mind.So he pulled Yang Xian into the inner room quickly, and said lightly: "Your Majesty, close your eyes first, there will be surprises!"

Yang Xian was very curious when he heard this, and saw that Qingping's eyes were shining brightly, with a look of joy, not lying, so he closed his eyes according to the words.He only felt that Qingping was busy all over her body, turning around, and dabbing and painting on her face, presumably it must be makeup, and she naturally entered the role first when learning opera, so he didn't care.When he finally opened his eyes, he saw a woman's delicate and noble face, her eyebrows flying obliquely into the cloud bun, her eyes hanging from the tip of her temples, that charming and delicate part was different from the Concubine Yu made up by Qingping.At this time, there was a man with a stunning appearance and a radiant look in front of him. This was Qing Ping.But I saw him holding the woman's shoulders with both hands.It turned out to be a mirror.The woman in the mirror was actually herself!This time Yang Xian was really shocked, he had never experienced such an experience in his life.Take a look at the world as a woman.

Yang Xian looked at Qingping steadily, but it was Qingping who smiled softly, took his hand and said softly: "My concubine, follow me!" He helped him up, carefully lifted the bead curtain for him, and gently led him out of the boat.

Yang Xian had difficulty adapting for a while, he was no longer himself, Qingping was no longer Qingping, water was no longer clear water, mountains were no longer green mountains, and the world was no longer the original world.That feeling is amazing!The boat is rippling on the lake, swaying a pool of moonlight. The world under the moon has been deprived of its original bright and bright colors. Everything around it has become a world of intertwined black, white and gray. Thick or light, but like an ink painting, it is full of vitality and poetic, and everything is so novel!Yang Xian patted all over the railing in his costume, still unabated.

"Aifei, look!" Qingping pointed to the water and said to him.When Yang Xian looked at it, he could only see the moon in the center of the lake, which was rounded by soft waves and then shattered, and shattered and rounded again, but the moon in the sky was still quiet, bright and perfect. Can touch the general.

"Aifei, look again!" Qingping still pointed at the water.This time, Yang Xian saw the two figures on the water, raising their eyebrows together, staying and flying together, never leaving, never leaving, and following each other in the world.At that moment, he had a trance illusion, as if he was really just a woman who wanted to follow the man he loved, no matter where he went.Unconsciously, he held the hand pointing to the water, and there seemed to be a thousand words in his heart, and it seemed that he understood everything without needing to say anything. "Yi'er!" He called out emotionally.

This Qing Ping used to be an idiot, as soon as she entered the play, she was very involved, not herself at all.Looking at the person in front of him, he breathed out like blue, his lips and teeth were especially beautiful, tassels dangled pearls, and his eyebrows were extremely delicate.However, there seemed to be a piece of Bing Xin's infinite affection, but it was difficult to express it. That kind of hesitant attitude, like the natural shyness of a cardamom girl, moved her heart, and unconsciously raised her hand to stroke his eyebrows.The man also snuggled up.

When their lips touched, both of them were startled.Qingping leaning against the painting rail was fine, but Yang Xian almost fell backwards in shock, at the very moment, Qingping reached out her arms to wrap his arms around his waist, and said with a bright smile: "My concubine, you want to escape!"

Yang Xian saw that Qingping's face was more three-dimensional and more beautiful under the moonlight, especially her eyes were crooked with a smile, shining brightly, like two stars under the starry sky, very beautiful.He felt it was funny again, but his hands didn't show weakness, and even Qingping couldn't keep his feet when he pulled it along with the trend. The two fell down together, and the moment they fell, Yang Xianzhuli turned over again, and pressed Qingping under him .

Yang Xian got up and lay down next to Qingping, laughing so hard that the branches trembled.The cyan palace blanket beneath her was indescribably soft.Qingping also smiled, looking directly at Haoyue, feeling relaxed and happy that she hadn't seen for a long time.After calming down for a while, Yang Xian turned around and moved closer to Qingping, coquettishly saying, "Your Majesty, this concubine feels so cold!" Qingping didn't fall for the trick, and stuck her hands into his collar Tickle him, "Does Concubine Ai feel better?" Yang Xian thinks Qingping like this is also very cute.But she stopped fighting with him, hugged him with one arm, and softly called "Yi'er!" Qingping realized that this had already exceeded the scope of their self-rehearsal and self-rehearsal, but he was not embarrassed.On the contrary, I am very willing.

Manager Wang, who had been with him all the time, approached quietly, covered them gently with a brocade quilt, and turned around and walked away gently.After walking more than ten steps, he looked back at the two sleeping soundly, sighed softly, and left slowly.