Qingchuan History

Chapter 282
After dinner that day, Ruan Xueyin went to Wanlan Hall.

Because Gu Xinglang would come over at night, she couldn't go there for a long time.A few days ago, I asked the decree to make a breakthrough in the afternoon, and tonight is another breakthrough.

The most unprecedented thing was that she carried an ebony food box.

Gu Xinglang glanced at the food box, then at her, blinked, "For me?"

"Ah."

Ruan Xueyin showed no expression, went to the Sifang table and put down the food box, took out a white porcelain cup, and then took out a white jade bowl, filled it spoonfuls, and brought the soup bowl in front of him.

"It was hot when I went out, so it should be just right now."

Gu Xinglang looked at her with interest, "What kind of soup is this?"

It's dark and doesn't look like a good drink.

"Just drink it."

"What did you cook?"

"Ah."

When did this person serve himself soup, or cook it himself?Not to mention the soup, he hasn't even peeled half a melon seed.He wanted to laugh, but calmed down, "It's nothing to be courteous about. Who knows what's in it. I dare not drink it."

Ruan Xueyin stared, "Lord Diyan has already experienced it." He deliberately teased her, she naturally knew, picked up a small spoon and drank half a sip by herself.

Gu Xinglang felt refreshed, sat in front of the ebony table and stretched his arms, "Come on."

Ruan Xueyin reacted to the phrase "Come on" for a moment, glanced at the case, moved a few notebooks to the side, and pushed the white jade bowl closer.

Gu Xinglang looked up at her, taking it for granted, humans and animals are harmless.

Ruan Xueyin was stunned.

"Aren't you handless?"

"I'm tired of reviewing papers. My hands are sore." He flicked his right wrist and curled his lips like a little boy.

The scoundrel.

She hesitated for a moment, thinking that she couldn't be used to it like this, but she subconsciously moved over, just picked up the small spoon, and suddenly felt that the scene was quite familiar.

Early summer season.The lotus-colored Shangguan concubine stood in almost the same position and fed him steamed red koji cheese.

"It seems that it is your rule to eat smaller soup at night and ask someone to feed you." She said, stirring the black soup in the white jade bowl, bumping against the bowl wall several times.

Still expressionless, but the atmosphere was tense for no reason.Gu Xinglang was puzzled, pondered for a long time and finally found some memories, coughed dryly and said: "She insists on feeding. I can't help it."

There is no way.that time.All the window papers are still well pasted. They each have their own motherland and work independently. Everyone holds their own playbook and sings line by line.

Gu Xinglang naturally did the same.

In fact, it still is.Just changed the book.

"At that time," he said again suddenly, "you were very calm. Sitting in that seat drinking tea, with an attitude of seeing no evil." He glanced at the square table not far away, and he was not very happy.

"Then what do you want me to do. Stare at you?"

"Why are you so calm? Didn't you feel uncomfortable at all?"

He swallowed that mouthful very quickly.Just afraid of being seen by her.And quickly sent Shangguan concubine to leave.

It was still seen.And it was only today that I came to question the guilt.

Explain that it really didn't matter at the time.He is unhappy.Because he already has something to say.

A mess.Ruan Xueyin thought.Fortunately, the wind blows and blows away. Before tonight, everything is the past.

This unexpected and unprecedented year will also be a thing of the past.

She scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to his mouth.

Gu Xinglang was stunned, opened his mouth and swallowed again.

The winter night is cold and quiet, and the room is warm, so back and forth, a bowl of soup quickly bottomed out.

"It's a bit bitter. It's like drinking medicine." He frowned, "Have you put in the medicine?"

"Well. If you don't worry, I'll drink as much as you drink in the future. If something happens, I won't be left behind."

Of course it was a joke.Then he remembered that when he was beside the couch in the bedroom, she also fed him soup and medicine spoon by spoon to relieve the disease of the four sisters.In half a year, three seasons passed, and she finally came to his side.

Unexpected.Unprecedented and unprecedented.

He reached out to embrace her.She gave way, looked at the memorial, "It's not over yet."

indeed.He stopped. "It's all here, let's go together when I finish."

Ruan Xueyin nodded, took the bowl and spoon back to put it away, and walked to the whole row of tall and wide bookshelves.He didn't react until he was at the front, and turned to look at him, "Can I find a book casually?"

His bookshelf not only has various bookcases, but also drawers, some of which are even locked.

Gu Xinglang was buried in the notebook, without looking up, he casually said, "What are you looking for?"

"Is there anything about the concubine?"

Gu Xinglang raised an eyebrow. "You can find it in four columns from right to left." He replied, still without looking up.

That is to say, other places cannot be moved.Ruan Xueyin understood.So he lingered in front of the rack and scanned it back and forth twice.

There are, but they have all been seen. "Yanshu", "Xushu", and "Zhaoshu" are all official histories of previous dynasties, and the ones listed are famous concubines.There are also some about the previous dynasties of the four kingdoms, which are scattered in various poems and prose, and the romance is heavy and difficult to be used for textual research.

The most reliable is actually the palace archives.she thought to herself.But naturally you can't see it.

What about other anecdotal books?According to him, there should be some secrets.I wanted to ask again when I turned around, but seeing that he was writing seriously, he didn't open his mouth.

"Who do you want to see? You can ask me directly." Gu Xinglang opened his mouth, but still kept writing without looking up.

The man's eyes really were on the back of his head.she thought again.After hesitating for a moment, he said:

"Aside from Mrs. Yu, has the Ji family sent their daughters into the harem for a hundred years?"

Gu Xinglang stopped writing.

Also looked up.

"Why?"

Why are you asking this all of a sudden. "A casual question." Ruan Xueyin replied.

"You went to Qiji Courtyard these two times," he never asked her, "Have you gained anything?"

"There are some."

Gu Xinglang looked indifferent, "Is it related to Donggong Medicine Garden?"

"Not yet."

He nodded thoughtfully, he understood, and continued to bury his head in commenting.Ruan Xueyin had mixed flavors, but she didn't know which flavors it was and why, so she turned and looked on the ebony shelf, and took down a "Book of Zhao".

The official history of Zhao Kingdom.The country in the extreme south of Qingchuan is always full of flowers.Duan is now the surname.The country name is white.It is also where Mrs. Ming came from.

She leaned against a tall and narrow case next to the bookshelf, and started flipping through it casually.Gu Xinglang concentrated on the affairs in his hands until the crescent moon was rising and the star was just hanging, and finally threw away the lake pen and leaned back on the chair back.

Then I saw the man leaning on the high table and flipping through a book.

"There is no place to sit, you have to stand like this." He got up, stretched his waist in a mighty manner again, walked over to look at the pages of the book in her hand, and then at her, "Why do you see Zhao Guoshi's expression?"

Ruan Xueyin raised her eyebrows lightly, "Zhao Huaizong was considered a wise emperor in the early years." She said, "It's a pity that in the later period of his reign, his mind was not strong, and he was led by the nose; When the soldiers rise up, they respond internally and externally, and there is little power to fight back."

"If a dynasty has passed a hundred years, it should be extra cautious." Gu Xinglang said, "Cheng Yu is actually very smart, and he did some great things when he was young. It's a pity that he has a flirtatious temperament, and he stands on the sidelines On the solid ancestral foundation, live in peace without fear of danger, when the time comes, changes will come."

Cheng Yu is a taboo name of Zhao Huaizong.

Ruan Xueyin casually flipped through a few more pages, and couldn't help shaking her head, "I've spent all my mind on these things, so I don't have the brains to work hard."

Gu Xinglang glanced at her line of sight again, and then he knew which paragraph it was.

Zhao Huaizong's harem flourished.There are nearly a hundred concubines on the list alone.This number can be regarded as the leader among all the dynasties in Qingchuan for 300 years.

The garden is full of spring, and it is too busy to take care of it. Naturally, we have to find ways to make it available.Fortunately, Huai Zong had a bright mind and was indeed a man of interest. Over the years, he came up with various games to determine who to serve as a bed servant. In the middle and late stages, the widely circulated "Four Seasons Fortune" was even born:
At the spring solstice, each palace was ordered to plant flowers in front of the gates, and when the flowers bloomed, there were butterflies. Huaizong took a walk in the evening and chose a butterfly to follow. Die Xing";
In the summer season, let all the concubines compete to catch the fireflies, and the one who catches the fireflies first goes to bed, it is "firefly luck";
In autumn, bows are made of bamboo, arrows are made of paper, and incense is hidden in the paper. The concubines gather together, and Huaizong shoots them with arrows.
As for winter time—

Zhaoguo is warm in all seasons, and there is no shortage of flowers all year round. Winter is the peak flowering period of its national flower, camellia.Then let concubines and concubines each choose a hairpin of a camellia variety, and then match it with clothing and makeup.

"The Cheng family has ruled the country for more than 170 years. Because of their special love for camellias, they have been cultivating new varieties on the basis of the original since the founding of the country. When the country was destroyed, the whole country was full of camellias. There are more than 200 kinds of camellias." Ruan Xueyin sighed, He raised his eyebrows again, "There are more than [-] kinds of camellias, enough for him to fill his harem with a hundred beauties for 'flower luck'."

Naturally it is ironic.Gu Xinglang laughed, "'Four Seasons' is widely praised, and even compiled into a song, which is considered elegant. How come you judge it so badly."

"It's an elegant thing. But when a person is in his position, if he is too elegant, he will be unrestrained, harm the state affairs, and destroy the foundation. Even if it is compiled into songs and passed down to the world, it will be nothing more than the sound of the country's ruin." She closed the book "Zhao" Book", quite disturbing, intending to put it back.

"Sometimes I think," Gu Xinglang said, "it might be that they are totally insensitive and unaware of danger. They even thought of the way forward that this situation might bring."

Ruan Xueyin didn't catch up too much. "What?"

"There are many times when people walk forward with three-point luck. Especially in the prime of life. There are also times when they don't want to turn back. This road is too comfortable and they don't want to turn back. All these moments constitute the possible ending .”

　[Yan is Yuwen's family, Qi State's former dynasty; Xu is Han's family, Wei State's former dynasty; Zhao is Cheng's family, Bai State's former dynasty.The world view and characters have been explained by Kari, and some of them have been mentioned in the previous article~ I’m afraid you forgot to make a note~] Thank you YOUWHAT, Wei Wei Dad for the reward~~
　　
　
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