There are two rows of osmanthus trees planted in the Zen courtyard. At this time, the autumn mood is deep and golden. The snow-white and fragrant osmanthus flowers are mixed among the leaves and branches. The autumn rhythm is in rows and the fragrance is timeless.
In front of the door of the Zen room, there were two pretty palace maids on the left and right, with emerald green skirts, lotus-colored half-arms, cloud-like hair and slender figures, each of them delicate and pretty. Seeing His Majesty Li Er striding over, the four palace maids gathered together.
He gathered his robes and said in a crisp voice, "Welcome Your Majesty."
His Majesty Li Er seemed to have disappeared and entered the meditation room directly.
When the maids saw the Crown Prince, King Wu, and Fang Jun following closely behind them, they did not dare to get up and shouted sweetly: "Welcome to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the King of Wu, Consort Fang..."
The prince and King Wu, like His Majesty Li Er, entered the monastery without looking sideways. Only Fang Jun followed at the end and nodded kindly to the maids: "Get down."
Then he entered the house.
The light in the room was slightly dim, and sandalwood was burned, and the scent was inhaled into the nose, adding a bit of sweetness to the dry air.
The furnishings in the house are not like a Zen room, but like a palace cabinet, with tasseled brocade tents, carved lacquer tables, smooth floors, and a row of bookcases against the wall. There are no chairs. The table in front of the window is covered with a mat.
A Persian carpet with bright colors and magnificent patterns is extraordinary.
Through the fringed brocade tent, you can vaguely see that the bedrooms in the back hall are also richly decorated...
At this moment, two beauties in palace clothes were kneeling in front of the desk in front of the window.
Princess Changle is still wearing a light blue Taoist robe, with towering dark clouds and commoner clothes, but it cannot hide her unparalleled beauty of icy skin and jade skin.
Princess Jinyang is getting older, and her childishness has gradually faded away. Her slender figure is as delicate and delicate as a budded wicker. The crimson palace dress makes her skin look as good as snow, and her face is as big as a palm.
Her eyebrows are picturesque, her dark eyebrows are curved, her beautiful eyes are bright, and her pink and jade-carved bells are beautiful.
"My son, I meet my father..."
Seeing His Majesty Li Er entering, the two women hurriedly stood up and saluted.
"Oh, there's no need to be polite." When His Majesty Li Er saw his two daughters, his old face turned gloomy in an instant. He walked forward and sat down at the table with a smile, and said warmly: "They are all members of the family, so there is no need to be polite."
He said this, but Princess Changle and Princess Jinyang still bowed to the prince and King Wu in a polite manner: "My sister has met the prince's brother and the third brother."
The prince smiled and stepped forward to help his two sisters.
Fang Jun took two steps forward, bowed and saluted: "We have met His Highness Changle, met His Highness Jinyang..."
There are many rules in the Tian family. Even in front of close relatives, one must pay attention to status and etiquette is indispensable.
Before Princess Changle hummed softly or spoke, Princess Jinyang said with a serious face, "Yeah, brother-in-law, you're polite, please get married."
Before she finished speaking, the little girl laughed out loud, stuck out her tongue playfully, her bright eyes flickered on Fang Jun's face, turned around and ran happily to His Majesty Li Er, pouring a glass of wine for him.
After pouring tea and water, he knelt down behind His Majesty Li Er and stretched out a pair of Rouyi to rub His Majesty Li Er's shoulders.
Although Princess Jinyang's status is noble, according to the rules of the Tang Dynasty royal family, Fang Jun is Princess Jinyang's brother-in-law after all. When Fang Jun is greeted, Princess Jinyang should return the gift, but now she accepts Fang Jun so carelessly.
Jun Yili is a bit rude.
Obviously the little princess is really teasing Fang Jun...
Fang Jun's eyelids twitched, and he curled his lips as he looked at Princess Jinyang, who was as cheerful as a deer. Once you get acquainted, you won't be too old or too young, right?
Princess Changle was also a little helpless and said softly: "Sizi is naughty, don't blame Erlang."
"No weird, no weird." Fang Jun responded casually, not daring to look at Princess Changle, let alone make eye contact with her.
In this era, Princess Changle is the woman who most agrees with his aesthetics. Every time he sees Princess Changle, he can't suppress the nostalgia in his heart. At this moment, His Majesty Li Er, the Crown Prince, and King Wu are all here. If he is seen by them,
If there is anything wrong in his eyes, I'm afraid something is wrong.
How did Princess Changle know that Fang Jun was afraid of looking at her? Seeing Fang Jun's somewhat cold and perfunctory response, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, turned around, and knelt down in front of His Majesty Li Er.
The table in front of the window is very wide. On it are several exquisite snacks, a pot of fragrant tea, pens, inks, paper and inkstones. A piece of plain white rice paper is dripping with ink. It is obvious that the two princesses were writing and painting just now. The floor is covered with
The Persian carpet was also very spacious. The prince and King Wu all knelt down next to His Majesty Li Er, Fang Jun sat next to King Wu Li Ke, and not far away was Princess Changle...
A faint fragrance filled his nose. Fang Jun rubbed his nose and couldn't tell whether it was sandalwood, tea, or the body fragrance from Princess Changle...
Princess Jinyang pointed to the rice paper on the table and said softly: "Father, how about taking a look at what my daughter has written?"
When she said this, everyone's eyes turned to the table.
The rice paper was dripping with ink, but it turned out that it was Princess Jinyang who was splashing ink just now...
His Majesty Li Er took a look, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
There is a poem on the rice paper, "The mountain pavilion is full of autumn colors, and the rock roof is cool. The sparse orchids are still stained with smoke, and the remaining chrysanthemums are still exposed to the dew. The ancient stones are covered with new moss, and the new nests seal the ancient trees. The experience is endless, and the light is twilight close at hand."
"This is a poem by His Majesty Li Er, called "Late Autumn in the Mountain Pavilion".
Princess Jinyang has been smart since she was a child. She has been with His Majesty Li Er for a long time. She is best at Fei Bai Shu, which His Majesty Li Er is good at. She often copies His Majesty Li Er's calligraphy to the point where the fake ones can be mistaken for the real ones. But the poem I wrote today is very different.
It is Fei Bai style, but the more rounded and beautiful "Fang style", which makes His Majesty Li Er quite unhappy.
Speaking of which, it seems that this daughter has not pestered him for advice on the skills of flying white body for a long time...
The prince smiled like a Maitreya Buddha and praised: "Si Zi's handwriting is really superb, and it has captured the essence of the handwriting! I'm afraid even if Erlang were to write it, it would be nothing more than this."
Maybe he will not be a good emperor in the future, but he will definitely be a good brother. He will love all his younger brothers and sisters with all his heart, and will not bear any harsh words, let alone the smart Princess Jinyang. She will love her like a treasure and treat her brother as a treasure.
Do everything you can to the best of your ability.
Because she was frail and sick since childhood, Princess Jinyang was loved and cared for by her father and brother. This can be regarded as God's compensation for her from another aspect...
Although he had just been "molested" by Princess Jinyang, how could Fang Jun hold a grudge?
Immediately he pretended to say: "Oh my, His Highness Jinyang is really a genius, with a talent of nine and a half buckets! This iron painting with dragons and phoenixes dancing like dragons and phoenixes is like a dragon swaying its tail and fish swimming under the water. Look at this vertical stroke, the strokes of the pen are hovering like
If a hanging needle is one point longer, it is too long; if it is one point short, it is too short. Neither long nor short is the charm of heaven and earth..."
He was shaking his head and flattering Princess Jinyang, talking nonsense, and even Princess Changle was teased to the point where she laughed out loud, covered her face with her sleeves, and her pretty face turned red.
The beautiful Princess Jinyang frowned slightly and asked curiously: "Why is her talent nine and a half times higher?"
Fang Jun said matter-of-factly: "Cao Zijian said that all talents in the world are equal to one stone, and he accounts for eight buckets. Brother-in-law, I think I am a little smarter than Cao Zijian, so I boast that my talents are nine buckets higher. Now that I see your handwriting, Your Highness, I know that there is someone above me."
, there is a sky outside the sky, even if Cao Zijian is resurrected, he will have to be willing to be inferior! Since His Highness is so much better than Cao Zijian and me, naturally he is nine and a half times better..."
"Giggle!" Princess Jinyang was amused by Fang Jun and smiled happily. "Brother-in-law, are you ashamed? How can someone claim to be nine and a half times more talented? It doesn't sound good!"
Fang Jun had a confused look on his face: "That's troublesome. You can't have enough personnel. You have to lack one point to be perfect. Nine talents are obviously not enough to show your highness's intelligence. What should we do..."
Princess Jinyang's big eyes were bright and clear, and she said with a smile: "Sizi is just like my brother-in-law. He only has nine fights. I don't dare to do more than you. You are the most talented person in the Tang Dynasty."
"Ahem!"
His Majesty Li Er coughed twice and glared at Fang Jun.
Fang Jun looked puzzled. Is it wrong for me to coax your daughter?
In the cheerful atmosphere, His Majesty Li Er always felt uneasy. He looked at Fang Jun as if he didn't like anything, and said calmly: "Since Si Zi said that you are the most talented person in the Tang Dynasty, then you can show it to me.
Your talent. Today is the 30th anniversary of my marriage to Queen Wende. You might as well write a poem to express how much I miss Queen Wende."
Fang Jun was stunned.
Thirty-year wedding anniversary?
He looked at Princess Changle, Princess Jinyang, the Crown Prince, and the King of Wu. When he saw that these people showed no signs of sadness, he said to himself that on such a day when he misses the late Queen Wende, even if he does not shed tears, there should be a heavy atmosphere.
Is the house full of grief?
Princess Jinyang seemed to see Fang Jun's doubts, smiled slightly, and said: "My sister and I stay in this temple for a few days every year to pray for our mother. Our mother is a model of virtue and virtue in the world, so why would we want to see her?"
Are your children feeling sad all day? As children, you just need to keep your mother's kindness in your heart, why should you cry and act like a little girl?"
His Majesty Li Er looked at Princess Jinyang and smiled fondly.
It’s just that the smile is full of sourness and sadness...
Children can only remember the goodness of their mother and use their strong side to comfort their deceased mother. However, as a person who lives beside each other and lives hand in hand, how can he forget the love between husband and wife for twenty years, and how can he erase that love?
Are heaven and humans separated forever between life and death?
Fang Jun looked at His Majesty Li Er's gloomy and sad face, thinking that it was no wonder that the emperor was sometimes cloudy and sunny today, because he missed his wife...