Daming Palace

Emperor Chongping was being kneaded by Empress Song's slender hands on his shoulders. His face was a bit happy and comfortable, and he said: "In short, it depends on him. If everything is ready, I can go with the flow and be happy to become a prince with him."

Son-in-law, right now, the time is not ripe, but we can only take one step at a time."

Empress Song said: "What your Majesty said is true."

Emperor Chongping thought for a while and then reminded: "Zitong, he has just gotten married. If he doesn't have this intention, even I can't force others to do anything. Don't make your own decisions and turn good things into bad things... In addition, you also ask

Ask Xianning what she thinks about her mother and concubine, so as not to make her own decisions and end up resenting her."

Compared with the two kings of Qi, Chu and the Empress of Song, Chen Ran, Chen Wei and Emperor Chongping were quite open-minded and gentle regarding their daughter Princess Xianning's marriage and their daily behavior.

"I am also worried about Zhi'er. She is not young anymore." Empress Song said with a smile: "As for Jia Ziyu, I just had the idea. From what Your Majesty said, it seems that there is no trace of her. I

It’s hard for me to open my mouth anymore.”

That's how marriages in Tian's family are, everything must be done with dignity.

Emperor Chongping pondered for a moment and said: "It can't be said that there is no shadow. Even if I grant a marriage, they must always be in love."

Empress Song said softly: "I saw that Zhi'er couldn't put it down these days with Zhi'er holding the Three Kingdoms dialect book. When I asked Ran'er and the others about some of Jia Ziyu's deeds, I paid attention. As for Jia Ziyu, I will wait until next year."

After Chun'er is married, Zhi'er will be able to meet him when he opens his mansion, and we'll see if there are any signs of this happening."

When Emperor Chongping heard this, he was silent for a moment, and his heart felt a little cold.

His queen is probably looking for arms for Ran'er.

The matter of establishing a direct heir involves the long-term development of the Han Dynasty and requires careful observation. If he did not choose a prince early, he would learn from the lessons of the Longzhi period and give several princes the opportunity to display their talents.

Emperor Chongping looked deeply and thought, "If a prince is appointed, on the one hand, the heir will be appointed early, and he will be careless and slack. On the other hand, he will be jealous of the princes, which will lead to disaster. In all dynasties, all the princes who were appointed early will be deposed.

, it is precisely for this reason that this is also a lesson learned from the tyranny of the emperor during the Longzhi period, and I cannot repeat the same mistakes."

"That's all, you are a mother. Although Zitong is a queen, you are also a mother..."

Thinking of this and the comfortable feeling on his shoulders, the coldness in Emperor Chongping's heart actually dissipated by seven or eight points.

Empress Song didn't know that her little thoughts had already been seen through by the emperor beside her. It was just because she cared about the friendship between husband and wife and felt a little guilty in her heart that Emperor Chongping tolerated her.

But he said that Jia Heng left the palace, mounted his horse, and walked along Zhuque Street, intending to return to Ningguo Mansion.

At that time, it was almost evening, and the sky was filled with sunset.

"Let's go to the eldest princess's mansion first." Jia Heng looked up and saw that it was still early, and couldn't help but think about it.

When you go to the eldest princess's house, you don't need to buy any gifts. Firstly, it's difficult to prepare if you are anxious. Secondly, when you arrive empty-handed, it seems intimate and casual.

About a quarter of an hour later, Jia Heng drove his horse to the eldest princess's mansion with its majestic gate tower and red eaves.

The porter under the eaves was stunned when he saw the young man sitting on the maroon horse, and asked: "Who is this general?"

Because Jia Heng was wearing the robes of a third-grade military attache, he could be easily recognized by the servants in front of the Princess Jinyang's mansion.

Jia Heng turned over and dismounted, with a calm face and a clear voice, he said: "Jia Heng would like to see His Highness Jinyang. Sorry for your trouble."

When the servant heard this, he was startled for a moment, then he realized it and smiled and said: "It turns out to be Mr. Jia. Your Highness has said that if you come to visit in person, just go to the flower hall."

With that said, he called a few servants to come up. While taking the reins from Jia Heng's hand, he said with a warm smile: "Your Majesty, please come."

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, his face paused slightly, and his cold eyes showed a bit of gentleness.

Even if the eldest princess of the Han Dynasty did this intentionally, she could still be regarded as a considerate and thoughtful person.

However, he also keenly grasped the word "visit in person". If he sent a servant from Ningguo Mansion to visit, he probably would not be able to get such courtesy.

Jia Heng put away the thoughts in his mind and followed the servant into the courtyard.

The servants of Jinyang Princess's Mansion had already gone inside to report the news.

But in the back garden with rugged rockery and rustling autumn scenery, there is a two-story attic. Under the west window, behind the case, the eldest princess of Jinyang is wearing a light yellow palace dress, with a slender waist and high waist, and a beautiful face.

Pink Dai, holding up the bun worn by women of this era, reveals a smooth and jade-like forehead, with a three-petal flower in the middle, white with a hint of red, bright and charming.

The beauty is currently sitting behind a writing desk, holding a wool brush and painting with concentration.

On the drawing paper, I saw a girl in a fiery red dress, sitting in a pavilion surrounded by brilliant peach blossoms, playing the Yao Qin in her hand, facing the waterfall hanging in the mountain stream in the distance, and the white crane flew over the blue sky.

I saw the inscription and postscript in the upper right corner of the drawing paper, "If life is just like the first time we saw it, why is the autumn wind sad painting fan..."

After finishing the last stroke, the eldest princess of Jinyang put down her pen and murmured softly: "It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is easy to change the heart of an old friend."

The maid Lianxue, who was serving the pen and ink at the side, said in a clear voice: "Your Highness's painting skills have become more and more perfect day by day. The scenery near and far is intertwined, but it is a pity that there is only one person sitting alone on the empty mountain."

The eldest princess of Jinyang chuckled lightly, but did not answer Lianxue's inquiry and said: "It's just graffiti. I can't be compared to the Fang family, but I can't compare to your family's rich background and exquisite skills."

Lianxue lowered her clear eyes and said softly: "This slave has not painted for two years, and her skills have long been rusty."

"Then it's time to pick it up. People like you and me, in this life, always need to find something to put our thoughts on." Princess Jinyang said softly and sighed quietly.

Lianxue said: "My slave swore two years ago that I would stop painting until my father's injustice was settled."

Princess Yurong of Jinyang paused for a moment, looking at the girl with a somewhat incomprehensible look, and said: "What happened back then was so troubled by right and wrong, so you shouldn't be too attached. You have to look forward. You

You are still young and have great years ahead of you."

Lianxue said: "Then...where is Your Highness?"

As he spoke, he stared at Princess Jinyang.

The eldest princess of Jinyang washed her hands in the golden basin of water brought by the maid nearby, wiped them with a towel, took a cup of fragrant tea, took a sip, heard the words, waved her hand, and signaled the maid to go down.

She raised her head and looked at Lianxue, who was packing scrolls in front of the bookcase with a pair of shining eyes, and said: "The things of the previous generation, many years have passed, Chan Yue has grown up, no matter how hard she holds on to her, she can still

How about it? Your father was unjustly killed, but your father was not the only one of the prince’s former members who were unjustly killed back then. If you want to be redressed, I’m afraid you have to wait decades later.”

Decades later, when the descendants of Emperor Chongping ascended the throne, they would rehabilitate and show mercy to those who had been wrongly accused and implicated. This is the kingly demeanor that comes from the victor.

Hearing this, Lianxue was silent for a moment.

She knew that the eldest princess of the Han Dynasty in front of her had not completely let go of the past as she said, otherwise she would not write and paint to express her thoughts.

As for who this thoughtful thought was about, she had some vague guesses.

The girl under the peach blossom tree is clearly the eldest princess still in the boudoir, but why is there no sign of the prince Zhan Shifu, the young master Zhan Shi, the former consort?

Come to think of it...she probably has a hidden secret that she doesn't know about.

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop." Lianxue lowered her eyes and said softly.

I sighed softly in my heart and framed the painting in my hand.

The eldest princess of Jinyang frowned, but she pretended not to have heard these words, and asked: "Beijing, is there any news recently?"

Lianxue's busy hands did not pause for a moment, and she said in a clear voice: "In the past month or so, except for the subsidence of the war in the north, everyone in the imperial court has been paying attention to the disposal of Dongcheng's property. In addition, the Di newspaper said that Wuyingdian University

The soldiers are about to leave Beijing and go to the border to pay tribute to the generals who died in the battle at the border. Prince Teng, the military governor of the Beijing camp, will return to the capital from three towns in the northwest to inspect the border."

Hearing this, the eldest princess of Jinyang flashed her clear eyes and said softly: "Every time I go, the court is really lively. By the way, where is Jia Heng? Is there any news about Jia Heng recently?"

Lingxue pursed her lips and said softly: "Not recently... It's just that Your Highness, I don't know if I should say something or not."

The eldest princess of Jinyang's smile froze and asked: "What words should be said and should not be said?"

Lianxue said softly: "I think that Jia Ziyu seems to be deliberately alienating His Highness these days. Since the suppression of bandits in Cuihua Mountain and their return to the capital, he has not paid a visit for more than a month. If he is busy with official duties, for more than a month,

It’s impossible that you can’t spare half a day of free time, right?”

The eldest princess of Jinyang was silent for a long time, and said quietly: "He has been busy with the errands assigned by the palace recently, and may not be free. Even if... he deliberately distances himself from me, I have nothing to blame him."

After all, her identity is somewhat sensitive.

Not only is she the emperor's sister, but she also has some past that is not easy to mention. If Jia Heng inquired about Mrs. Rongfu, with her mind, she would probably figure out some secrets of the Tian family and avoid her like a snake or a scorpion.

However, at this moment, I heard the mother-in-law outside calling: "Your Highness, Jia Yunhui asked for an audience outside the door, and has been welcomed to the flower hall in the front yard."

The eldest princess of Jinyang was thinking to herself when she suddenly heard the news and then looked at Lianxue. Both the master and the servant had some surprise in their eyes.

"Lianxue, some people are really careless, let's go meet them together." Princess Jinyang couldn't help but smile, but her mood was obviously happy.

Lianxue nodded and followed Princess Jinyang down to the attic.

In the flower hall

It is spacious and elegant, the windows are bright and clean, and the decoration is exquisite and luxurious.

Jia Heng sat on the pearwood chair and took in all the furnishings in the hall. After a few months, he visited the eldest princess of Jinyang again, but his mentality was very different.

"When I think about this Han Dynasty princess, there are many puzzling things about her. For example, why did the emperor and Empress Dowager Feng never think of choosing another husband for her? She was an orphan for more than ten years.

In 2008, if I was like Sister-in-law Zhu in the West Prefecture, my heart was as gray as a withered tree, but I had a wide circle of friends in Beijing. However, I haven’t heard of any banquets being held in the past month or so. I guess it was due to the corruption of border affairs in the north and the military situation.

, and feel that it is inappropriate."

As Jia Heng sipped the fragrant tea, various speculations arose in his mind.

But at this moment, the bead curtain in the inner hall was heard rustling, and then the fragrance floated and the rings jingled.

Putting down the tea cup, he turned around and saw the eldest princess of Jinyang walking out. The beauty's pretty face was filled with a smile, and she said: "I don't know that Jia Yunhui is visiting my humble residence. I am not expecting you from afar."

, I also hope Haihan."

This was a joke, just like Jia Heng's previous joke on Cai Quan.
To be continued...