After Di Renjie's enlightenment and careful consideration, Wu Zhao decided to recall his two sons, Li Xian and Li Dan. One day, the empress hid Li Xian behind the hall, summoned Di Renjie, and deliberately mentioned the story of the King of Luling.
Di Renjie once again begged to recall Li Xian. The empress laughed, called Li Xian to the front of the hall, and said to Di Renjie: "I will return the crown prince to you now."
, Hahaha..." When Di Renjie saw Li Xian, he was overjoyed and kowtowed, but he also said to the emperor: "The prince has returned to the court, but no one knows about it. People are talking about it, which is not good for the reputation of the court." Wu Zetian nodded.
, agreed with Di Renjie's words, so he placed Li Xian in Longmen and welcomed him back to the palace according to etiquette. From then on, Li Xian gradually began to participate in the government affairs of the Wu Dynasty...
The five mountains are handsome and beautiful, Song is the middle one, and the three religions are the source of all things. They inherit the destiny of China and stand erect on the evergreen peak for eternity. However, it is said that Wu Zhao built a palace on Shi Cong Mountain, the remaining vein of Song Mountain in the middle. After the palace was built, the empress led the prince and ministers to patrol.
During this period, the emperor repeatedly mentioned his future affairs.
, I hope that my two sons Li Xian, Li Dan and nephew Wu Sansi will live in harmony, saying that they are the sunset at sunset, and the three relatives are the three suns at noon. They should love each other, Li Wu Taixing, and manage the nine states together to form the three suns.
Therefore, the Kaitai Empress named her palace "Sanyang Palace".
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"Three Yangs are prosperous? What's going on?" The swing and the birdman have been following Di Renjie around the Kyushu. Hearing the empress's expectations for her son and nephew in Sanyang Palace, the little fox couldn't help but sigh, "There are no days in the sky, and there are no days in the earth."
There are no two kings. There are no two masters in the family, and no two superiors. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, except for one male and one female. Wu Zhao and Li Zhi were
It's understandable that the two saints are coming to the court, but if we insist on getting a three-yang blessing this time, it's just a wishful thinking." The girl smiled evilly and patted her father's shoulder, "Are you familiar with this father? God knows.
On the tenth day, the nine suns will disappear and the world will rise. Water and fire will be harmonious, rain will moisten the earth, and all things will grow. If ten suns cannot do it, three will be enough."
The crow glanced at his daughter and was too lazy to argue with her. He grabbed the parrot and wanted to ask it more about Bodhi Patriarch. Unfortunately, the bird was full of nonsense and nothing serious - similar to the Yu family. Bird
The man was very regretful and did not press any more. He just told the parrot to shut up, "Shut up. If you don't shut up, I will stew you on the swing!"
The parrot was extremely afraid of the little fox and did not dare to talk. In other words, the reason why it likes to talk is really Huang Tian's fault. This bird is the son of the ancestral phoenix. It was born very early and should have broken out of its shell long ago.
A person has been trapped in an eggshell for countless years. No one can bear it. There are countless things to say in the stomach. Shut up and shut up for a while. I couldn't help it anymore and whispered: "You two, you seem to have a phoenix in you."
The aura of the clan? Sister Fox, have you ever eaten a phoenix?"
"Don't call me Sister Fox! I am so young and the word 'eldest sister' is not appropriate. From now on, you have to call me Sister Swing or Master Swing." The little fox said, "We have never eaten phoenix, but there are several phoenixes around us.
"The girl talked about the origins of Huangji, Fengyi and Luanying.
"Oh, that's it. No wonder I think the auras of the two of you are very friendly." The parrot said, "But apart from that, there seems to be other phoenix auras."
"Ah ha, boy, you have good eyesight~" Swing said, "Recently we got an egg laid by a phoenix and a dragon. It should be the egg you are talking about."
"Sure enough," said the parrot, "Ancestor Bodhi said that I still have a destiny, which is about an egg."
The birdman and the swing looked at each other and sneered, but said nothing.
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After the establishment of Sanyang Palace, Wu Zhao held many "Shicong Mountain Poetry Meetings". The participants included both children and court officials. Everyone drank, composed poems, and wrote poems. The emperor and his ministers coordinated, and mothers and children loved each other, showing the empress and her ministers. , the splendor and beauty of the offspring. The empress wrote "Summer Tour to Shi Cong Poems with a Preface":
Ruo Fu has a round and square pot, wading through the waves, and a golden platform and a jade tower, and a garden in Zhi County without steps. He can only listen to the scriptures of mountains and seas, and read the records of immortals. If there is a stone gung, it is a Ping Le stream. It is close to Songling Mountains and overlooks Ji Peak. You can see the young room as if it were a lotus, and the Yingchuan River as if it were a ribbon. Then you can walk along the rugged mountain path, shaded by dense vines. The raging torrent makes a sound when it falls into the empty pool; the heights are green. The wall is lined with a quiet stream for a feast. The dense leaves are stretched and the curtains are screened by the plum blossoms and the air is swaying. The loose trees lead to the wind, and the clear wheat is waiting for the coolness. The king's mind is in the forest, and the haze washes away the dust. The forest is deep in the Qiu Valley. , it is the peach garden; the smooth flowing water is filled with floating bamboo arrows. The tent is made of weeds and lychees, and the lotus stones are towering like a tower. The entrance of the cave is fully opened, and the fragrant marrow of a thousand years is flowing; half of the mountainside is spitting out ten miles of fragrant japonica. There is no trouble. When traveling to Lang, a place with beautiful natural scenery, people should write inscriptions on colorful poems, and each should write a beautiful chapter. The common people are not stranded in secluded habitats, and they hope not to be alone in springs and rocks. Each inscription has four rhymes and a seven-word poem:
Three mountains and ten caves, light and mysterious urns, Yuqiao and Jinluan Town, Ziwei.
Even the dew and frost mark the soil, and the wind and rain make up the imperial territory.
Thousands of meters high, the rocks hide the color of the sun, and the Qianxun secluded stream bathes in clouds.
Stay at the feast to appreciate benevolence and wisdom. The carved saddle is thin and dust flies around in the evening.
After the empress made a preface and poem, the ministers wrote poems accordingly. Among them, Di Renjie's poem "A Summer Tour of Shicong Mountain in Fenghe Shengzhi": The sun shines down to watch the golden carriage turn, the fairy road is majestic and the green cave is secluded. The feathery branches welcome the Luan and the crane in the distance, but The palace sits directly on Sulin Island. The flying spring sprinkles water and the rain is constant. The dense trees contain cool air and the town looks like autumn. The old minister will accompany Yuan Pu for a banquet, and in the remaining years he will travel with red pine trees.
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"Dad, Zuo, does this count as part of the word count?"
"Hey~ This is called quoting the words of the person involved. It is close to reality. How can it be said that it is just to make up the word count?"
"Bah! Just make up the word count. Zuo is also free and has no readers, so who can I tell him to read the word count?"
"Read it for yourself. This book is a fairy tale novel written for yourself. Even if there are no readers to read it, you must continue writing it."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you said that because you don't have any readers and you are deliberately looking for face for yourself, right?"
"Who said that? There are several of them! Recently, one or two readers have left messages asking when it will be released. Who said no one will read it?"
"It's just one or two, how about 'Gundam'? How many 'so many'? Besides, if you can't even sign a contract, how can it be put on the shelves! It's impossible not to be banned for some weird reasons. Shielding would be good.”
"..."
"Look, I got it right~ I'm speechless~"
"Girl, I suggest you humiliate Zuo less, and be careful of the tragic plot Azuo arranges for you."
"It's tragic enough for Sister Yunbei to leave, but what else can be miserable?"
"Of course you can, I am an example. Zuo actually resurrected Tianming, Danhong, and Qingyan again, deliberately playing tricks on me, torturing me with past human relationships, making me entangled, sad, helpless, and physically and mentally exhausted .”
"It must be miserable."
"Okay, keep looking down."
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In the first year of Jiuzhi, Di Renjie accompanied Wu Zetian on a visit to Sanyang Palace. At that time, many civil and military officials accompanied him, but Di Renjie was granted a mansion and received the most favors in the court. In September of that year, Di Renjie was seriously ill and could not be cured with medicine or stone.
, will pass away...
"Hey! It's finally our turn to take action!" Two gangsters squatted in Di Renjie's mansion, eagerly waiting for the end of his life. "The difficult task that Uncle Yan has given us is finally almost completed!"
The problem was about to be solved, but something unexpected happened. Di Renjie, who was terminally ill, fell into a coma, and his soul was extinguished like a candle. Suddenly, several fairies from Yaochi came to the mortal world under the guidance of the female city god of the city of God. They went straight to the bed and pulled Di Renjie up.
The soul will leave.
"Hey, hey, hey~!" Birdman and the swing stopped the fairies, "Pretty sisters, what are you doing? Are you trying to rob someone?"
"You two have a misunderstanding." The female city god led the people to escape, leaving a fairy to explain to the crow and the little fox. "We will not force Mr. Di to stay, but we need to lend him a hand."
"What do you mean?" Birdman and Swing didn't understand. "He's almost dead, so what's the use?"
"You two, others don't know, but you two should understand, right?" The female fairy told the "story" that happened somewhere in Kyushu at this moment, "...Bai Mudan has an extreme personality, and she definitely can't bear the death of Chunyang Chuanshi at the age of nine.
, there is a high probability that he will take action to extend his life, then, the Star Lord of the Star Hall... Haha, there is no need for Xiaoxian to continue talking, right?"
"That's called emphasizing affection and righteousness, being decisive in killing and killing, and having a clear sense of grudges. It's not called having an extreme personality." Zhuqian glared at the female fairy somewhat unhappily, "You are allowed to be loyal to Yaochi, but others are not allowed to do their best for justice?"
"Haha, Miss Yu is right." The fairy smiled, "So, don't worry, you two, we will send Mr. Di back soon."
"Forget it, just wait." The bird man and the swing flew high in the sky, and the crow's holy eyes stared at the place where the Chunyang was. "White Peony, Chunyangzi, let us wait and see your entanglement."