Becoming The Real Rich Daughter After Divorce

Zhou Mansion.

Zhou Qinghe returned to the house, drank a cup of tea, and clasped his hands.

Zhou Shihui asked Zhou Qinghe in a low voice: "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Qinghe took a deep breath and said, "Mom is fine, Hui'er, please go back and rest first."

Zhou Shihui looked back three times at a time, always feeling that her mother didn't seem to be okay. She looked at the crooked moon in the sky and couldn't help but wonder in her heart, is it because of His Majesty in the palace that her mother is like this?

Nowadays, everyone says that my mother should have been the queen in the palace...

So, is her father His Majesty?

Zhou Shihui never believed that her father was the little scholar from Yin County, but whenever she asked her mother about her father's whereabouts, her mother was unwilling to answer.

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In early July, the sun was so hot that if there were no ice in the palace, I would probably sweat even in palace clothes.

Not long after Qiao Jinniang woke up, the sound of Princess Jinghua's arrival came from outside. She freshened up casually and went to the main hall outside.

Princess Jinghua said: "It's getting hotter and hotter today. The weather in Luoyang is hotter than that in Chang'an. I don't know when it will rain and cool down."

Qiao Jinniang said: "Yes, I didn't know that the summer in Luoyang is so hot. I ordered people to cook mung bean porridge. The emperor can try it to cool down the heat."

Jinghua took the mung bean porridge handed over by the palace maid and said to Qiao Jinniang: "I guess the Crown Princess also noticed something wrong with Zhou Qinghe's poem that I mentioned yesterday, right?"

Qiao Jinniang said: "Even Fulu has noticed that most of the poems written are in line with the current scenery and written out of feelings. Some people may think of sad things through the lively scenery, but her whole poem is sad. .”

Jinghua said: "Exactly, the poem is a good poem, but it is full of errors and omissions. The Crown Princess must have heard of her song Wu Ling Chun, right?"

Qiao Jinniang nodded: "The wind and dust and the fragrance of flowers have all gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different, people are not the same, everything is gone, and tears will flow when I want to speak."

I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuangxi cannot carry many sorrows.

The words are used concisely and implicitly, which shows Zhou Qinghe's skill in refining words and making sentences. The beauty of this artistic conception is beyond our ability to practice no matter how much we practice. Using a boat to carry sorrow, such wonderful thoughts and artistic conception, if you think about it carefully, they are all very beautiful sentences.

Listening to it makes one feel the sorrow in the heart of the poet.

Her lyric writing skills are so profound that it is no wonder that she has become popular all over Luoyang, and she is highly sought after by both men and women, old and young. "

Princess Jinghua said: "It is true that this is an excellent poem, but I heard that Shuangxi Spring is good, but there has never been a place like Shuangxi in Luoyang.

Moreover, this poem was written by Zhou Qinghe five days ago. Now is not the time of spring. Zhou Qinghe was inspired to write this poem at the poetry meeting in the scorching sun. No matter how he said it, it was wrong.

But this sentence, things are different and people are different, everything is settled, and the tears that want to be spoken first made many girls pursue it, but they forgot the difference between spring and summer.

There are many poems like this, and there is also the favorite song of a woman who is married and separated from her husband in Luoyang now. She wrote it at a poetry meeting three days ago, when the lotus flowers were in full bloom.

But she said it was the fragrance of red lotus roots and the lingering jade mat in autumn, sometimes spring, sometimes autumn.

Also, what was said before was that people and things are different, but now it is said that it is a kind of lovesickness, two people are worried about whether her lover loves her or not.

And when it comes to the purdah... it's a bit strange. "

Qiao Jinniang felt that there was some truth in hearing this, "What the imperial sister said is exactly right. However, I heard people say that things are different and people are not the same. I shed tears first when I wanted to speak. It was when Zhou Qinghe returned to the imperial city and saw his father. She fell in love with her mother's substitute, and she was disheartened.

After writing this poem, His Majesty wrote to her, and then he came up with this sentence: "One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisurely sorrow." The word "Yan" refers to the Ziwei City in the west of Luoyang City. "

Jinghua said: "If you understand it this way, it makes sense, but there are many inconsistencies in the time and scenery. I even feel that these poems were ghostwritten by someone."

Qiao Jinniang looked into Jinghua's eyes and said, "Sister Huang, have you ever had a grudge against Zhou Qinghe?"

Jinghua has always been a person who doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble. The last time she fell off her horse, she was just trying to protect herself. Later, she was demoted to a noble title and changed from the eldest princess to a princess.

Jinghua has been staying in the princess mansion since her accident.

I heard from Fulu that Jinghua could not be invited out of the princess mansion even by the gods.

And this time, the eldest princess Jinghua came to Luoyang from Chang'an only after Zhou Qinghe showed up. It's just that Jinghua and Zhou Qinghe should not have a grudge.

After all, when Zhou Qinghe left Chang'an, Jinghua was probably just an infant.

Jinghua smiled awkwardly, "How can there be any hatred? It just feels like Zhou Qinghe's poems were ghostwritten. Thank you for your hospitality today. I'll take my leave now."

Qiao Jinniang didn't leave Jinghua alone. As soon as Jinghua left, Lu Chen came in.

"Why did the imperial sister come to see you?" Lu Chen asked.

Qiao Jinniang said: "Do you know if there is any grudge between the emperor's sister and Zhou Qinghe? I always feel that there is something wrong with the emperor's attitude toward Zhou Qinghe."

Lu Chen thought for a while and said: "If there is any grudge, there is some. The emperor's biological mother was once a female official in the Shang Palace Bureau. She died not long after giving birth to the emperor. She was at the palace banquet. I mistakenly ate the tonic soup that was supposed to be given to Zhou Qinghe."

Qiao Jinniang heard the sound and said: "No wonder, I feel that the imperial sister has never cared about this matter, why is she caring about it now?"

Lu Chen only said: "You are not allowed to interact with the imperial sister, and you are not allowed to go to her princess mansion."

Qiao Jinniang: "Even if I go, I won't take another look at Sister Huang's male favorites."

Lu Chen didn't believe Qiao Jinniang. When she went there for the first time, her eyes were all those pretty girls.

Qiao Jinniang changed the topic and said: "Hate for hatred, I think what Sister Huang said is somewhat reasonable. Zhou Qinghe's poems seem to have been written by someone."

Lu Chen said: "If you are looking for someone to write for you, then the person who writes the book is so talented that he must not be willing to make a name for others."

Qiao Jinniang thought about it. Most of those poems are classics like the Book of Songs, and they should be handed down for thousands of years.

No one would be willing to give such outstanding poems to Zhou Qinghe and make him famous.

The Baiwei Building in Luoyang, which had been under renovation for many days, was opened for business. Firecrackers were fired and it was very lively. Princes and grandsons of Chang'an also cheered.

Qiao Jinniang asked for the queen's grace and took Lu Xi out of the palace to the Baiwei Tower.

When Nuomi saw Qiao Jinniang, he trotted over. When he saw the guards on the side, he bowed to Qiao Jinniang in a proper manner.

Qiao Jinniang signaled the guards to leave, hugged Nuomi, and touched her head: "Thank you for your hard work, little Nuomi."

"Aunt Nuomi." Lu Xi raised his head and called Nuomi.

Nuomi said: "Brother Tuan has grown taller in the blink of an eye."

"Aunt Nuomi is also more beautiful, and Brother Fenxiang is also more handsome." Little Lu Xi said sweetly.

In the distance, Zhou Qinghe and Zhou Shihui were complimented by everyone and came to the Baiwei Building to join in the fun. When Zhou Qinghe saw Nuomi, he frowned tightly.

Between his frown and his smile, he looked very much like that heartless man!