Chapter Twelve

Yuanhui

into the night.

Ye Di.

It has been raining continuously for half a month in the Jiang Kingdom Imperial Palace. At this moment, the cold wind is intertwined and rushing, and the drizzle falls to the ground in weaves.

A middle-aged man closed the door, turned around with an imposing face, and a tall man with a lantern outside the door bowed to him, "Da Sima."

The two walked slowly along the promenade together, and stopped talking when they reached the long corridor where the rain hit the plantains to avoid being overheard.

"Is the king asleep?" the man asked.

Da Simana Lan made a mistake: "I went to San, I was so tired and fell asleep."

"How is the king's health?"

"With more conditioning, there are still three to five years to live."

Nalan Cuo and the man were silent, they listened quietly to the sound of the rain, and the tall man said: "Our people should have successfully followed the envoy to Beijing at this time, and we should send a letter within three days, but Zhong HuiWhen I return to Beijing, I will definitely tell Qin Bian about Wang's illness."

"It's okay, just wait for him to come back in the first month, and you will go and kill him on the road." Nalan Cuo added, "It can't be done on the border of Jiang State, I'm afraid it will arouse Qin Bian's suspicion."

"Yes. But, can you really find the eldest prince?"

Nalan mistakenly smiled, "Your Majesty misses my brother so much, how dare you disobey orders? What's more, the eldest prince was sent to Beijing as a hostage six years ago, and the people accompanying him only said that he was dead. What about the corpse?"

"If I found it..."

"Let him live six years ago.

The man nodded, understanding that he meant to deal with the First Prince and Zhong Hui together, "Yes."

There are only four or five days left until the first day, and Qin Jun is already busy.Capital is decorated with lights and festoons, making it more and more lively.

"Girl, it's late at night, let's take a break." The shopkeeper held a candle and knocked on the door of Ji Si's room wearing a thick coat. The shopkeeper didn't get a response, so he had to go back to his room.

"Are you still alive?" A figure leaned closer to look at it, and a sweet smell came out.

"Who?" Ji Si woke up from the dream, put on her outer robe and continued to paint, Xuan Zhi in the stable raised her head, snorted at Ji Si, buried her head and went back to sleep.

"Princess—" Xiao Taozi yelled loudly, "Don't hide, try wearing the phoenix crown one last time."

Qin Jun buried her head in the quilt, "Ah!"

The little errand ran upstairs, "Girl, my benefactor sent someone to pick you up!"

Ji Si opened the door, Xiaoer handed over the jade pendant, and said pleasantly, "Look."

On the eve of the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, another snow fell, and the place where the deep palace and forbidden garden went was covered with a layer of white.Qin Jun was dug up early in the morning, put on a floor-sweeping costume and several kilograms of phoenix crowns, and went to the central palace where the harem discussed affairs to participate in the court meeting. Together with Concubine Ji, she received the concubines of various palaces and the female relatives of the princes who came to Beijing.

During the routine meeting of the previous dynasty, there were constant visits and drumming, "Jin! The Marquis of Wanzhou has arrived—"

"Girl, it's time to get up and get dressed." The servant girl said in a blessing from outside the screen.

"Spring Festival!" Xiaoer sang downstairs, hung lanterns high on the roof, and lit firecrackers.

"Father," a child sat in his father's arms, pointing at the colorful lights in the downtown area, coquettishly, "I want this."

Crowds of people flocked to the main street, "It's the third prince! The third prince!"

Parading through the streets on the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, the third prince led elite soldiers and armored clothes from the main palace. The soldiers held halberds and walked heavily. Wherever they went, the children dared not look directly at them.

The wind and snow came, and under the frost and white of the city, there was only the sound of cracking charcoal in the fire.

Qin Jun was sitting on the chariot, the phoenix crown and emerald jewels on her head were shaking gently, and the sound of drums and music could be heard from the end door, and it could not stop winding around the beam.

Wherever Qin Jun passed by, all the maids and servants kowtowed, "The princess is a thousand years old."

Jin Xiu and Xiao Taozi walked slowly under the chariot, and Xiao Taozi whispered: "Princess, the officials and family members will serve tea at the court meeting, and each person will have to serve a cup of tea all morning! Don't drink too much like last year.If you don't have lunch in your belly, Xiaotao dare not steal pastries for you anymore..."

Qin Jun didn't respond, and sat on the chariot, looking at the dazzling decorations hanging in the palace, with a gloomy expression, "It's Chinese New Year."

Jin Xiu raised her head and looked at Qin Jun, "Princess, it is indeed Chinese New Year."

Qin Jun: "Yuanzuo is the first year, and the auspicious day is good. It is a grand meeting, and we will have a banquet in this high hall."

Little Taozi asked curiously, "What is the princess carrying?"

Qin Jun held her lips and smiled, "It's nothing, I miss Gao Tang."

Jin Xiu then said: "The former queen will be pleased if she knows."

Jin Xiu: "Here we are."

The servant walked quickly, and after saluting, he put down the footstool to serve Qin Jun, "Princess, the family members are already waiting at the gate of the palace, waiting to salute."

Qin Jun supported Fu Fengguan, fearing that it would fall or break her neck, "Little Taozi, please give me a hand."

The Wang Gongqing school was waiting outside the Duanmen Gate. For a while, the braziers in the palace were ignited, and the officials entered the palace from the Yunlong Gate and the Donghua Gate according to the order of the ministers' singing.

The ministers of Qinghou sat down, and the emperor of Zhou walked out from the inner room while drums and music were playing together. He wore a yellow robe and a crown, and the emperor's dragon prestige made all the officials courteous.

"My lord, Prince Yong of Zuozhou, pay homage to my emperor!"

"Chen, the king of Jin Wanzhou, pay homage to my emperor!"

"minister"

The officials at the Duanmen sang loudly: "——The honor and inferiority are listed, the rules are well-organized, the clothes are bright, and the clothes are yellow. Worship——"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" All the officials at the Duanmen Gate said in unison, arching their hands, bending their waists, squatting down, prostrating, and knocking.

The blessings of the female family members in the middle palace are all in brocade clothes and elegant demeanor, "The empress is a thousand years old, the princess is a thousand years old—"

Qin Jun helped the phoenix crown a little, and the concubine Ji Gui on the high seat gave her a sneaky look and immediately corrected her demeanor.

Bamboo Garden, first day.

Ji Si has changed her new residence and moved into Zhuyuan.Behind the screen, the sound of water continued, pattering and pouring Ji Si from head to tail.Her black hair was wet, winding like a creeper on a piece of snow muscle, and she was breathtakingly beautiful.

The Uncle King gave rewards to more than a dozen servant girls who were guarding the house, and said in a voice like a broken bellows: "The old servant is a newcomer. I accept Lady Pin's favor to take care of our new yard. There are few masters here.Come back, but if you want to be safe and secure, don’t inquire about the master’s identity, you need to be cautious in everything, you understand?”

"Here."

Uncle King nodded: "Xinyuan Ankang, please be busy this afternoon."

"Xinyuan Ankang." All the servants dispersed to prepare lunch for Yuanri. The meal was like water. Throughout the year, if it wasn't for festivals, it would not be possible to put on this kind of ostentation a few times.

After the lunch was ready, the Uncle King went to ask Ji Si to get up for dinner, but he heard the sound of a piano in the wing of the east courtyard.

"Lady Pin, let's eat."

"You guys eat." Ji Si said, the sound of the piano continued, and she was playing the song "Little Jiao Niang".

The Uncle King was embarrassed and had to back down.

After eating and strolling around the back garden, was finally able to sit down for a while. Qin Jun finally let out a soft breath the moment his butt was glued to the chair.

However, the atmosphere of this afternoon tea soon became bad.

Everyone was happy and happy, only Princess Jin started to cry while talking.

Concubine Ji was embarrassed, she didn't know what to do, she could only hold Princess Jin's hand and pat it comfortingly, "You are tired."

Princess Jin wiped her face, "Your Majesty, I don't know. My youngest son went out to fight for his father at fourteen. He was only sixteen when he left a year ago... It was time to discuss marriage, but who knows..."

Qin Jun sat on the first chair under the main seat, holding a small gilt hand stove in his hand, and sighed softly.

According to the King of Jin County, there is another war in the south.The south of the capital, the southernmost, is the fiefdom of Jin Junwang granted by Qin Bian. Among them, Rucheng is the closest to the border, and behind a piece of yellow sand is the territory of the Yuan people.

"People in the Yuan Dynasty invaded Rucheng several times a year. After looting from Rucheng, they went to Mucheng.It's secretive, the local sheriff doesn't even..." Princess Jin broke down in tears.

The middle palace was full of lamentations, and a lady said: "Six years ago when the people of Yuan Dynasty were defeated in battle, they signed an agreement, why, why are they like this!"

"There's nothing you can do about those shameless people!" Even the female relatives were furious.

Qin Jun was holding the hand stove, warming his palms and backs one by one on it, thinking that the Yuan soldiers who signed a contract with Qin Zhou would certainly not pay attention to these bandits.Moreover, they robbed Rucheng first, and then Mu and Chi cities. The short soldiers moved in a hurry, which made the officers and soldiers unable to react in time.Why does it sound well-trained?

Qin Jun raised her eyebrows suddenly, knowing the city defense, maybe these people are Yuan soldiers in disguise?

There was the sound of hip-hop outside the door, and a group of six or seven-year-old urchins were throwing pots outside the door of the central palace, making applause, disrupting the sad atmosphere in the inner palace.

Princess Jin, who was crying into tears, pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and went to her servant to call her concubine in.

Qin Jun frowned unconsciously.

Concubine Ji tucked her lips, "Cough, I'm tired, first..."

"Your Majesty, please stay!" Princess Jin knelt down with a thud, "Your Majesty, please wait."

Qin Jun was slightly taken aback.

Concubine Ji shook her head helplessly: "Why are you doing this..."

Princess Jin took the six or seven-year-old boy and knelt down in front of her, crying, "Madam, our prince is seriously ill... I'm afraid... this is his most beloved concubine.Staying in Beijing as a hostage for my elder brother, my concubine will take the eldest son back to the south!"

Concubine Ji's complexion changed.

Qin Jun: "..."

The author has something to say:

"Yuan Zuo, the first year of age... feasts in this high hall."

"Honorable and inferior...Xuan Huang."

"Laughing and entertaining... Shouruo Dongwang."

Three-line poem, quoted from Cao Zhi's Zhenghui Poetry

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