Li Huang

I found a rockery near the lake, thinking that no one would come here, nor would anyone find it, so I sat behind it for a long time, watching the blue waves swaying in front of me, the faint fragrance coming from the wind, and the sunshine was just right, it made people feel There is a slight sense of fatigue.

I squinted and leaned on the rockery, almost falling asleep in the spring sunshine. At this moment, a smiling conversation came from the two of them. Although the voice was gentle like spring, I was shocked in a cold sweat.

"I just listened to those poems over there, but I didn't expect the beautiful girls in Anyang to be quite talented." There was a playful voice in the voice.

"Let the emperor..." The voice paused for a while, and then said: "The son praised a good voice, then it would naturally be better." The other voice was shrill, unique to the eunuch.

"They just read it out loud, and I listened carefully. I just didn't think that Madam Liu actually wrote such a good poem, which reminds me..." There was a little sadness and miss in that voice.

"The son has already sent someone to investigate. I think it will come to light sooner or later." The shrill voice was relieved: "What's more, the son is coming out this time, isn't it just to relax."

"Yes, I came out to relax, but I always think of her, isn't it very sad?" A burst of laughter came, but there was no joy in the laughter.

"The son makes atonement, the old slave deserves to die." There was a trace of fear in the shrill voice.

"Fine, nothing, you are for my good, I can tell you that." The gentle voice said: "Let's take a rest here." It seemed to look around: "Go to the lake."

"My son, although the water is cool, but now the sun is shining, and the spring sun has sunburned my eyes for a long time. When I look at the rockery here, I can shade and enjoy the scenery. Isn't it great?"

"You are interested. Just rely on you. Be careful of those women, if you come here, you will have some trouble."

"My son, don't worry, Commander Xu has already guarded in front. And I don't think the ladies and ladies will come to the water to bask in the sun."

"Are you clear?" There was a smile in his voice, "Is there any wine?"

"The old slave prepared Wujiapi for the son."

"Wujiapi... I remember, the first time I drank this wine, it was with her."

"The son... the old slave will change wine, and Xinghua Village..."

"It's okay. I just said casually. Looking at the scenery, I remembered the day I first met her."

"My son...you..." The other person's voice was deeply helpless.

"So what? Thinking of her again? Haha, if you don't miss her, how can you have fun?"

There was a pause over there, as if muttering to himself: "I came along and saw Hundred Flowers. I thought that if I didn't watch it with her, I would have let down the spring light; when I saw the blue sky, I thought I should find some palace ladies in this weather. Isn’t it best for us to watch the kite side by side? If it’s raining, I think we should sit together under the window and listen to the rain hitting plantains. Remember, when you go back, let the flower house plant plantains under the window of Xi Nuan Pavilion; see the people live in peace. , I thought she would be happy if she saw it; even when she saw women wearing light-colored clothes, or deliberately dressing up like those women before, she would think that she is always suitable for light makeup and heavy makeup, how can these people have her Your grace?"

A slight smile floated in my ears, but I was stunned. The straight body loosened for a moment, the eye sockets were sore, and the strength of the whole body was almost taken away. However, he still struggled to cling to the rockery, close the skirt and hold his breath. I'm afraid that someone on the other side of the rockery will be caught accidentally.

I never expected that Shen Xiyao would come here. The other person is Zhang Dehai.

"My son, the madam has gone..." Zhang Dehai said softly.

"Go? You think so too? I don't believe it!" Shen Xiyao's voice raised slightly, with a little anger.

"The son calms down, and the son calms down." Zhang Dehai paused: "Yes, these days, it really feels like the first time the son saw his wife."

I recalled that the first time I met Shen Xiyao, wasn't it in the early autumn? Although Xizi Lake is next to Yanbo Pavilion, it is very different from the scenery in front of you. And the first time he saw me, wasn't it the night of the wedding, or the night of the winding path? What did he say, thinking of seeing me for the first time?

"This wine is made by her." Shen Xiyao's voice came again: "I can't remember this taste."

"The old slave wants the son to come out to relax, he must bring his favorite things. There are all eating utensils. This wine has been kept in the small kitchen of the Yangxin Hall. The old slave only remembers that the son once praised this wine, but I don't know if it was made by his wife. ."

Shen Xiyao didn't answer, and seemed to fall into the memory. Naturally, Zhang Dehai didn't dare to disturb him. For a while, the surroundings seemed so quiet that even the sound of the wind blowing over the water and making ripples could be heard. I covered my heart, for fear that my heartbeat would pass.

"My son, the old slave has always had a question, I don't know if it's appropriate to ask." Zhang Dehai paused for a long time.

"Since you spoke, what do you say so much for? Ask." Shen Xiyao's voice has a rare kind of laziness.

"The son, if... the old slave said that if the lady did not die, but left, what would happen to the son?" Zhang Dehai asked cautiously.

"Who said Wei Er is dead?" Shen Xiyao's voice contained anger.

"The son, forgive me!" With a "plop", Zhang Dehai thought to be kneeling.

"Weir must have been sent out of the palace by the queen mother." Shen Xiyao's voice was almost gnashing her teeth.

"The son, after all, it was the crime of the Jiu Clan..." Zhang Dehai whispered.

"That's why I think that the queen mother sent Wei Er out of the palace." Shen Xiyao's voice was full of affirmation.

"My son, I forgive the old slaves for talking, the wife's miscarriage has been implemented. Will the old woman do it outside the palace? This..."

"I'm also afraid... but I can't give up hope because of this. You know, Wei Er is Ling Xiang's daughter after all, maybe... Maybe the queen will let her go because of this." Shen Xiyao seemed reluctant to say this, but, Finally he whispered.

Zhang Dehai stopped making a sound, perhaps filling Shen Xiyao with wine. I only heard Shen Xiyao's faint "good wine", and no more words came out.

In this way, I have been leaning on the rockery, almost exhausted my life. I know he is on the other end, looking at the same sky, the same lake, smelling the same flowers, and reminiscing about the same past. However, I can't see him, can't tell him, I'm fine.

I don't know how long it took, and I heard a sound of footsteps, and then there was a strong male voice.

"Master, those ladies are coming here, do you want to avoid it?"

"My son, when it's time for lunch, why don't we go back to the post house first." Zhang Dehai's voice was cautious.

"Okay." Shen Xiyao's voice was indifferent, as if asking casually: "Zhengyuan, is there any result of the poetry evaluation there?"

"Listen to the slave, it seems that Xiunv Chen is the winner." Xu Zhengyuan replied: "It seems that the words are clear and romantic, and they are full of the color of the spring return."

"Haha" laughter came: "The evaluation is not bad, but the critic is still popular." Shen Xiyao was silent for a moment before saying: "The really good poem is the poem about Qiangwei."

He said and slowly chanted: "The low tree surpasses the leaves, and the fragrance increases by itself. The calyx is gathered at the beginning, and the rest is still red. The new flowers are in the daylight, so the stamens are in the wind. Micro cluster?"

"The emperor, the old slave is really dull in this poem. But listening to the words, it is indeed the Chen Xiunv who is better."

"Chen Xiunv's poem, I didn't say it bad." Shen Xiyao said indifferently: "Xu is a young woman, and she is a beautiful woman. Naturally, she has a beautiful tone, as if she is carefree. But Mrs. Liu wrote the last sentence The feeling of loneliness of a beauty comes out. Emotionally better."

I thought about it carefully, "Who is willing to look forward to Wei Cong if you are not all different?" Yes, even if there are thousands of styles, who will look forward to it? This is naturally something that the proud young woman of Chunfeng hasn't realized yet. Maybe, when she enters the palace, she can slowly touch it.

As I was thinking, Zhang Dehai's voice came over there again. "Unexpectedly, the women in Anyang City are so talented. I saw those beautiful ladies after the poem meeting, I don't know which one can enter the eyes of the young man."

"Huh?" Shen Xiyao's voice was surprised and faintly careless. "Xiu Girl...I just paid attention to the poem, but I didn't care about the others. I really don't know how to answer your question like this."

Shen Xiyao's voice is free and easy, he is not a womanly person, and more importantly is the talent of women. After all, there are so many beauties in the palace, as many as the stars in the night sky, and countless. The empress of the first emperor and the imperial concubine are as dazzling as the moon illuminating the night sky, and the people have been praising the era of beauty like clouds. Since Shen Xiyao was immersed in the palace since childhood, beautiful women were used to seeing them, and when they were tired, they naturally didn't care about their appearance. Of course, beauty is the most basic condition.

"Prince, be careful of the water!" Zhang Dehai's voice came, and I fixed my eyes to see a silhouette appeared in my sight. The rockery faces the water, but there is a piece of land that is only enough for one foot to stand alone. What I am looking for is a depression in the rockery, but I don’t want to be discovered and disturbed. At this moment, even if Shen Xiyao turned his head and didn't look closely, he wouldn't find me. But still so, I was shocked in a cold sweat, sticking to the vest.

I tried hard to stick to the mountain wall, not even daring to breathe. But there was a voice lingering in his ears.

"One look, one look, maybe from then on, you will never see it again."

I took a deep breath, took a step forward slightly, and stepped on the rock, watching the man standing by the water carefully and excitedly.

He gathered the blue shirt and the mysterious pattern cloud sleeves, and he could see clearly every warp and weft. And he stood with his hands indifferent and self-confident, facing this pool of spring water, swaying the waves, it made the gentleness between his eyebrows even more obvious, like a spring breeze and rain.

I watched him standing there, with a faint sadness between his eyebrows. He was determined to look into the distance, as if thinking about something, and the reflection of the ripples in the pool due to the wind made me feel whether everything in front of me was an illusion.

I was shocked. Reflection! I forgot this. Looking at him again, a slender shadow was reflected on the clear water, and even the eyebrows could distinguish one or two. My heart kept beating, praying to heaven, don't let Shen Xiyao look here.

"Master, those women, who have passed Liuqiao, will be here soon." It was Xu Zhengyuan. Shen Xiyao was in a micro server this time, and he didn't disturb any local officials. And this flower viewing party that can only be attended by women, it is even more inappropriate for him to appear as a man.

"Let's go." Shen Xiyao withdrew his blurred eyes and said lightly.

The moment he turned, he turned back again, his eyes fixed on the water.

There was a thud in my heart, and secretly said, "It's broken!" The place where Shen Xiyao's eyes stopped was my reflection on the water.

Shen Xiyao's body trembled visibly, as if he was about to step, but hesitated. He stared at the water closely. I didn't dare to move. A huge panic surged in my heart, and breathing became difficult.

"Master, it's time to go." Xu Zhengyuan's voice came, urging slightly. I heard women's words and laughter coming from far away, and those who want to come to show women are already close.

"Yeah." Shen Xiyao glanced at Xu Zhengyuan's place, and then at the distance.