However, Shen Wuhua lived a simple life for a long time, and his joys, anger, sorrows and joys were never expressed in words. In the end, he became dull. He lived through two troubled times in the late Southern and Northern Dynasties and the turn of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. He lived until the Zhenguan period, when millions of people were displaced and the war was chaotic. In an era of endless emergence, this can definitely be considered longevity.
Some scholars in later generations even believe that part of the image of Guanyin Bodhisattva that was finally formed during the Sui and Tang Dynasties was a reference to Queen Nanchen, who lived a wandering life and had a tragic fate.
"Raise your head." Li Xingchen said calmly.
What appears in front of you is a plain face, which is still white without makeup. The eyes are still looking down slightly, but you can see the emptiness and movingness in it from a glance. Shen Wuhua's thin figure stands here, Just like a piece of white and flawless paper, the skin can be broken by a blow, and the slightly dazed expression, it is inevitable that Li Xingchen's heart is touched.
This delicate woman is like a white plum blossom blooming in the cold wind. Li Xingchen can smell the fragrance but can't bear to break it. It's not like he has never touched Chen Shubao's woman. Last night, she even made Zhang Lihua and Kong Wangxian fall in love. Feng, Li Xinchen doesn't feel any guilt for cuckolding this uncle. After all, these women are his trophies. If Li Xinchen doesn't enjoy them first, how can the courtiers below do it?
Chen Shubao had so many wives and concubines, and Li Xingchen rewarded them unceremoniously, but he didn't eat them himself and wipe them clean. Should everyone keep them at home and offer them like a Bodhisattva?
But looking at Shen Wuhua in front of him, Li Xingchen just licked his lips.
You can watch it from a distance but don’t play with it. Is that what it means?
It’s no wonder that Chen Shubao didn’t like her for so long. It wasn’t that Shen Wuhua’s appearance was undesirable. Shen Jungao and other members of the Shen family were all handsome men from Yushu Linfeng, and their genes were not much different. Moreover, Shen Wuhua’s mother was born in the royal family, and she also had Given the Chen family's genes for producing beauties, it was impossible for Chen Xu not to consider this when choosing the princess.
It's because Shen Wuhua's plain but always neither humble nor arrogant appearance is obviously not lovable. What Chen Shubao likes is Zhang Lihua, Kong, Gong and others who are so flattering and "pretentious" that Shen Wuhua is obviously not to his taste. .
In contrast, Li Xinchen is obviously not picky about food. And Lechang left his poor sister-in-law in the East Palace as a female official. The meaning is obviously that she is left to Li Xinchen. And even if Li Xinchen does not move her, at least he will not be picky about food. This poor woman can live the rest of her life here.
Yuan Dashe coughed lightly, which made Li Xingchen come back to his senses. At this time, Li Xingchen realized that he had been looking directly at Shen Wuhua for a long time, so that Shen Wuhua's pretty face turned slightly red. Obviously, he was very shy under Li Xinchen's eager eyes.
Li Xingchen smiled and said: "How many people are there in the East Palace now?"
Shen Wuhua said hurriedly: "I still have twenty people under my command, who are responsible for the daily cleaning of the East Palace."
"I have given the responsibility for the Privy Council to Yang Chudao. Just now he came to me to ask for some servants to help clean up. If you still have some free time here, allocate it to him." Li Xingchen said after considering, "The more the better. "
Shen Wuhua nodded slightly: "There is no need for too many manpower in the backyard. The people here are supposed to maintain the entire East Palace. If Your Majesty needs it, they can be dispatched. As a female officer of the East Palace, I am responsible for this matter. "
Li Xingchen said with a smile: "I use the East Palace as the Privy Council to coordinate the world's war. Because it is not a permanent department, I borrowed the East Palace's place. I didn't expect to disturb your purity."
Shen Wuhua's expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly bowed: "I don't dare."
Li Xingchen waved his hand: "There is no need to be so polite. We are a family to begin with. Le'er often told me that she would help you to take care of Ningyuan when she was away. I have to thank you."
The statement "a family" obviously made Shen Wuhua a little surprised. This is somewhat far-fetched. If we really want to say "a family", then Chen Shubao and Li Xingchen are still a family. We have not seen how polite Li Xingchen was to Chen Shubao. A Hundehou has already It's so shameful that Li Xingchen even wore two hats on others
"I am not worthy of my duties," Shen Wuhua said in a low voice. This was her first meeting with Li Xingchen. Naturally, she had to deal with this emperor who had a different appearance. She had to be cautious.
"I've long heard that you are knowledgeable and talented, and you are good at playing chess, calligraphy, and painting. The Shen family has many talents, and your daughter is not bad either." Li Xingchen looked around, and there was a qin stand not far away. "How about you play the qin for me?"
Shen Wuhua hurriedly bowed: "I obey your order."
Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting were originally something that noble ladies in ancient times needed to learn, and everyone has different attainments in this. The sound of the qin is like the voice of the heart, and often the sound of the qin played is what the player's heart says.
Lechang's piano sound has always been crisp and sweet, tinkling like running water, just like her voice, touching people's hearts; while Xiao Xiang's piano sound is more lively, so that Li Xingchen always thinks that this girl is playing Folk songs; as for Yuchi Chifan's piano, it has always added a bit of majesty, which is also consistent with her background as a general. After all, the men of Yuchi's family want to have a strong spirit when playing, and Yuchi Chifan must have been influenced by his ears and eyes. style.
Compared with them, Shen Wuhua's piano music is very long, like a song, like a dream, like a cry, like a complaint. Li Xingchen sat in front of the case, listening to this deep piano sound with a hint of sadness and sadness, and couldn't help but feel sad. Zhu sighed secretly.
He also thought about the hardships he had gone through along the way, the blood stains on his body, the old man who once shot a gun in the barren mountains of Luliang, and the separation and death he had experienced.
Everything goes with the wind and disappears in an instant.
Life seems to be exactly as described by the sound of the piano. Behind the scenery and glory, each has its own unspeakable bitterness.
"When are the spring flowers and autumn moon, how much do we know about the past." Li Xingchen tapped his fingers on the table and couldn't help but recite, "The east wind blew in the small building last night, and the motherland cannot bear to look back in the bright moon."
The hand on the strings trembled slightly, and Shen Wuhua suddenly turned his head and looked at Li Xingchen, his eyes already filled with a layer of mist. Looking back on the homeland was indeed a past that he didn't want to look back on, and even couldn't bear to look back on.
The desolation of people who have lost their country is all in it.
And Li Xingchen sighed: "The carved railings and jade masonry should still be there, but the beauty has changed. I ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward."
"Bah!" The strings broke, and Shen Wuhua fell on the table and cried loudly.
Years of tolerance and grievances seemed to have finally found a place to vent at this moment, and among the sad music of the piano, only this man could express his true feelings in one sentence.