"Is there no one else around Khan? You have to travel back and forth, covering thousands of miles... Does the romance of Chang'an make people nostalgic?"
Mrs. Xiao looked at Ashina Peony with a hint of pity.
Ashina Mudan came to visit at night, and she didn't feel anything unexpected. When Ashina Mudan was still on the way, she sent someone to her house to inform her in advance.
Moreover, her place is a must-visit place for Turks. Who told her to be related to the Turkic Khan?
When Ashina Yang Huan was in Chang'an, they didn't have much contact. But after the death of the Sui Dynasty, she lived abroad, but she received the favor of Ashina Yang Huan.
When they were in Dali City, the two got along very well.
The time for her to go was very good. If Shibi Khan was still there, or Ashina Erivo became the Turkic Khan, she would have been trapped in a prison by going north to the Turks, and she would never be able to return to the Central Plains in her lifetime.
But when she arrived, Ashina Yang Huan had already seized the throne of Turkic Khan, so he naturally spared no effort in receiving his sister-in-law. For her, he also killed some Turkic nobles who were confused about the situation or were lustful and stupid.
This undoubtedly made Mrs. Xiao very grateful. After returning to Chang'an, she did not shy away from receiving the Turkic visitors. She also believed that the visitors would not pose any problems to her and ask her to persuade the emperor what to do.
Ashina Mudan took another big gulp of a glass of Difanzi and drank a lot with the emperor during the day. The emperor was a bit sneaky and sneaky because of his status, which was really disgraceful. In the Turks, that would be bad.
Reputation.
Moreover, it became more and more difficult to talk to that person every time. Watching him soar into the sky like an eagle on the prairie, it became increasingly difficult to deal with him.
Empress Xiao felt comfortable staying here, as if she were home.
The Queen still has the same tone, soft and weak, quiet and quiet, I feel pity for her... When she speaks, she is as gentle as a thread wrapped around her fingers, and she unknowingly holds her hand.
Every time they meet, Ashina Peony feels a little jealous. The cold wind blows on the grassland no matter how many times, but the queen still seems to look the same.
She should be older than Khan, but she is still so beautiful, as if she has been favored by the gods... No wonder she is coveted no matter where she goes.
Putting down the tea cup and signaling to the maid Zhen Man, Ashina Peony let out her unique laughter, shaking the space in the room, "What the Queen said made me don't know how to respond.
Compared to the queen, I am an outsider. People on the grasslands often say that every pasture has its owner... Wherever the royal court is, that is where I am attached to. Although Chang'an is good, it is not my hometown."
Seeing Mrs. Xiao smiling and not answering her words, she added: "The queen came from Jiangling. I heard that the place was conquered by the Tang army last year. Don't you want to go back and have a look?"
She is addicted to persuading people to travel far away. It is not enough to persuade the emperor to go to the alliance. She wants to continue her efforts and take the Xiao family to Jiangling to distract him...
Mrs. Xiao showed some expectation and was obviously very excited.
She is an authentic southerner. She has not seen the mist and rain of Jiangnan for many years, so she naturally wants to go back and take a look.
But she also knew that it would be extremely difficult for her to go south in her capacity, especially if Ashina Mudan came to persuade her to go south, so she had to be even more careful.
Mrs. Xiao glanced at Ashina Peony slightly and said with a smile: "I am different from you. The place where my heart is at peace is where I want to go."
Ashina Mudan laughed like a man, "It would be great if Khan thought so too..."
Speaking of Khan, her laughter gradually disappeared, and she shook her head and sighed as if her face changed: "Unfortunately, Khan can't forget those old things, so he has a lot of worries."
After hearing this, Mrs. Xiao asked worriedly, "Didn't you say that the Khan is very good? But that's right, she is a Turkic Khan, so she naturally has a lot of things to worry about, unlike me... who can't even manage the affairs of this house.
Naturally, there will be less worries.”
Ashina Mudan said: "It's not that she can't take care of it, but it's that the queen is too lazy to take care of it, right? If the Khan came in person and saw the queen living such a pure life, she would definitely be envious."
Xiao smiled gently, not believing her words. The Turkic Khan wanted to live a pure life, maybe, but how could it be possible for her to let go of her overwhelming power?
"Everyone has their own destiny. I just experienced too much and don't want to be burdened by the world anymore. Khan is connected to all people... In the words of the Turks, she is the darling of the gods, how can she envy others?
You are the person closest to her, so you can't be so depressed. You should remind her from time to time. Just forget about the old things in the south. There are not many people here who can make her miss you, so why bother yourself?"
At this point, she couldn't help lowering her eyes sadly, and softly chanted: "Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to talk about desolation. Also, who can really forget the past?"
Ashina Peony secretly grinned. The queen was ill again. Although she had stayed in Chang'an and Luoyang when she was young, she couldn't force her literary skills. As long as she came across poems and aphorisms, she would immediately become overwhelmed.
I can only praise shamelessly: "The queen has written a new poem again, it sounds really good."
Seeing her like that, Mrs. Xiao smiled helplessly and said: "You... this is not a poem, but a word. I have heard some when I was in Jiangling... The name is Jiang Chengzi, it should be a new word card, but it is not
What I wrote was written by the emperor. Alas, it’s just a fragment of a sentence, but it’s so sad that it makes people cry. If I could get the full picture, even... death would be worth it.”
Ashina Mudan took a breath of cold air and felt something strange all over her body, but she still asked instinctively, "He can actually compose poetry?"
Ashina Mudan imagined the way the God's Whip put down his sword and bow, but splashed ink on the desk. He couldn't help but trembled and got a string of goosebumps.
Mrs. Xiao became more energetic. This was what she was most interested in. Those national affairs, what was going on with the Turks, what was going on with the Sui Dynasty, and what was happening with the Tang Dynasty, for her, they were all topics she did not want to touch.
She smiled as proudly as if the spring breeze was blowing, and her whole body became much more lively.
"The emperor's civil and military skills, especially his poetic talent, are considered to be the best for a while. I will write down what I have heard. You can take it back and show it to the Khan. She will be full of praises. Unlike you, you can only say good things."
, I can’t even tell you what’s good about it.”
Ashina Mudan was really surprised, and then she showed the spirit of "I don't care, I just want to question it," "Could it be written by someone else?
There are more and more scholars around him. Isn’t it easy to write a few sentences to please them? The Queen must not be deceived."
She was so anxious that she even said such words as pleasing to others, which showed how shocked she was.
You must know that she and Li Po met for the first time after Li Po took over the three counties of Daizhou. At that time, Li Po was still fresh from the dust of the war, and his murderous intent was still there. He looked like an eagle and looked down upon the wolf, and he was ambitious. He was a serious frontier general.
For a person like that, every word he speaks seems to be soaked in the taste of blood. Let alone the word "Admiral", the word "literary" has nothing to do with him.
After so many years, even though he had gained a graceful aura as he became a Rinzun, his first impression was too profound. Ashina Mudan would never think that he had poems and books in his belly and was mingling with literature and ink.
That's really ridiculous...
Mrs. Xiao didn't get angry because of the shame. She just gave her an angry look and said, "I can tell whether it was written by the emperor or not. I had a hard time getting these poems to be spread out from the palace. You know, everyone."
Are they all like Erlang, writing poems just to gain fame?"
Well, what she said was even more explicit, and she even took Yang Guang out again and stepped on him.
Of course, this is not surprising. As long as one really likes poetry, every good line will make people sing it over and over again. During the period of immersion, they cannot extricate themselves.
There are so many stories about talented people and beautiful women, which shows the charm of poetry and articles, and poetry is the essence of literature and art. Taking this as a guide, although Xiao and Li Po met only rarely, they had already regarded him as a close friend, otherwise
I won't bother to get some black hair to entertain him.
I remember when we first met... In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasties, in the mist and rain on many towers, a simple song of "Jiangnan Chun", all the love affairs in the south of the Yangtze River, seemed to go straight to the heart, making her unable to let go for a long time.
This is what makes poetry so touching. The deeper your literary literacy, the easier it is to be moved. So no matter what Li Po thinks, she feels that it is difficult to find a confidant. Although she cannot sit down and discuss things due to her status, she only needs one or two poems from time to time.
Once you get it, she will be happy for a long time.
Moreover, as Li Pobufu expected, every song seems to be able to tell the uniqueness of the world, making people unable to put it down.
Li Po didn't know that from Jinyang to Chang'an, there were more than one thief in his family. The few private goods he had written down were almost stolen...
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Speaking of Yang Guang and Xiao, they were considered a young couple. Naturally, they were very affectionate at the beginning, but after a few years they actually calmed down.
When Queen Dewenwen passed away, the King of Jin became a little uncontrollable due to lack of control. He admitted some people into the palace. When he ascended the throne, there were only more women.
As Princess Jin grew older, she seemed to have only one role left, which was to connect the Jiangnan families.
Moreover, it is not a rumor that Yang Guang has repeatedly abandoned his plans...
After so many years, the affection back then has long since turned into resentment, and eventually the resentment has almost disappeared. Now we can still talk to each other, which is the limit, and there is no need to mention other things.
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Ashina Peony came back to her senses and heard that Xiao's evaluation was so high. Obviously those poems were better than Yang Er's. She couldn't help but said with a strange look: "So, in terms of literary talent, he is also the emperor?"
It's really incredible. I need to talk to the Khan carefully when I get back. He has a lot of eyes, and now he seems to be able to write and write. But he didn't notice it at all before. The city is so deep, so the Khan needs to be careful.
Mrs. Xiao frowned, these words were a bit harsh, they were Yang Guang's original words. He looked at Ashina Peony with some displeasure, "Don't spread this matter to others, otherwise it will be difficult for me to do it. I never told you before,
I’m just afraid that you’ll go out and talk nonsense…”
This chapter has been completed!