Chang'an is good

The sound of hooves was accompanied by a long shout: "Let—"

The palace servants carrying the chariot hurriedly moved away when they heard the sound.

A group of three rode horses and galloped past Chang Sui Ning and the others without stopping for a moment.

Chang Suining subconsciously looked at the three men and three riders who were going away.

If the person riding horses in the Dasheng Palace is not an extremely noble person with the special permission of a sage, then there are only two possibilities. One is that there is an extremely important urgent message to be presented to the emperor, and most of it is an urgent battle report that cannot be delayed.

Now looking at the attire of the three men and the boxes on the horses, it is obvious that the second possibility is.

Chang Suining looked away.

It's not just an emergency report from the military.

"That's the envoy from Lingnan to transport lychees into the palace." Prince Rong said to her with a smile.

Chang Suining nodded.

It is a bit ironic to say that the lychees from Lingnan are as delicate and urgent as the urgent report in the army. Dasheng even has a dedicated imperial road for the delivery of lychees.

"I heard that the rain in Lingnan this year is just right, so the lychees sent to Beijing must be good." Prince Rong said with a smile, "Ms. Chang will also be able to feast on it."

Emperor Dasheng has always had the habit of rewarding officials of the second rank and above with lychees, and the Hushi General's Mansion is indispensable.

Facing Prince Rong who had been smiling all the time, Chang Suining also smiled, but didn't say any more, just bowed and said: "Let me go first."

"Chang Niang, go slowly."

Looking at the back of the girl leaving, Prince Rong looked away, smiled and sighed to himself: "It seems that Mrs. Chang doesn't like litchi..."

It is said that there will be no one who does not like to eat lychees.

It’s not just about the taste of lychee itself——

Not to mention the so-called rarity is the most precious, but it is always a prominent thing to be able to eat a fresh and delicious imperial gift lychee that was sent to Beijing from the south of the Lingnan in the capital. It's even harder for women.

But the little lady just now heard the word "lychee" without any novelty or expectations.

Chang Suining walked all the way along the palace road, the vermilion palace gate in front of him was just like the color of a lychee coat.

The transportation of lychees in summer is always extremely difficult. From Lingnan to the capital, there is a station for ten miles, and a palace for five miles. After entering the palace, they will still be re-sorted by the palace staff.

The one with the best appearance and the largest appearance is naturally the emperor enshrined in the highest place.

Aside from the mention of the former officials, the distribution of lychees in the harem has always been divided into grades.

In the hot summer of that year, when the lychees were distributed in the harem, the mother and child in the remote house next to the elephant garden were not left behind.

The three lychees sent were not good-looking in appearance, but they were enough to fill the eyes of little children with novelty.

That was the first time she and Ah Xiao saw Lizhi.

The mother's clean and slender fingers peeled off one, and the white flesh made people salivate.

The mother and concubine removed the core of the lychee and handed it to A Xiao. A Xiao was both novel and delighted, and nodded and said, "It's so sweet."

He was born with a weak body, and his diet was more difficult than ordinary children. He said something sweet, which would surprise and comfort people.

So the mother and concubine said - "Ah Xiao likes it, then eat another one."

A total of three, is sent by the head.

She hesitated for a moment, then handed out the lychee in her hand—"Give this one to Ah Xiao too!"

Although they are both five or six years old, her hands are different from Ah Xiao's thin and pitiful hands that look like chicken feet. Her hands are thick and fleshy. In the eyes of the concubine mother, there should be no need to think about it at all——

Concubine Mu nodded, and ordered the palace servants around her to bring her some snacks.

So she stuffed the lychee to Ah Xiao.

She stood there, watching the mother concubine peel another lychee to A Xiao.

At this time, the palace attendant who brought the snacks came back, so she walked away to eat some snacks.

She has a good appetite since she was a child, and everything she eats tastes delicious.

And because he kept the idea of ​​protecting the weak brother, he always had to eat two more bites after he was full.

She ate up a plate of snacks, and when she took the veil handed over by Gong'e to wipe her mouth, she just saw the mother concubine looking at her, and shook her head helplessly.

In that helplessness, it seemed that she was worried that she would not feel well after eating, and there seemed to be some things that she couldn't understand when she was young.

A Xiao was a little sleepy, so the concubine mother hugged him on her lap, patted him gently to sleep.

She just sat there and watched quietly. She was sitting on a high chair, her feet still couldn't touch the ground, but she didn't dare to shake around for fear of disturbing Ah Xiao.

She looked at it and felt a little sleepy, and suddenly envied Ah Xiao who was being hugged by her concubine mother.

Ever since she could remember, Concubine Mu had never hugged her like this, putting her on her lap and wrapping her in her arms.

But after thinking about it for a while, she thought of it once.

It was a spring afternoon basking in the sun, Ah Xiao was also sleepy, and wanted to throw a temper tantrum, crying and refusing to let his mother and concubine sleep.

So the mother concubine opened her arms towards her, hugged her in her arms, and said to Ah Xiao - if Ah Xiao didn't come, then the mother concubine would hug A Shang.

This method always works for children, who don't think so much, Ah Xiao hurried over after hearing this.

So the mother concubine gently pushed her away with a gentle expression, and went to hug Ah Xiao.

Thinking of that incident, she looked at the glowing red lychee shell again, and suddenly felt a little wronged.

But Ah Xiao's health is so poor, she shouldn't feel wronged.

She wants to be a good child, and she also wants to be a good sister.

And Ah Xiao is also a good brother——

That night, Ah Xiao found her and secretly gave her something.

She looked through the lantern on the porch and saw it was a litchi.

——"This is my sister's. I secretly hid it. My sister should eat it too!"

Maybe he hid it in his sleeve or stuffed it in his bosom, but the lychees were no longer fresh.

But under the gaze of those eyebrows and eyes that were exactly the same as hers, she still peeled off and ate.

That was the first lychee she ate.

——"Sister, is it delicious?"

——"It's not as delicious as chestnuts."

——"Ah, but I think it's delicious."

——"From then on, my sister will dig up all the lychees in the world for you!"

In winter, when the palace servants dug a carrot out of the soil, she thought that lychees were also grown in the soil—before she even figured this out, she began to blow the cowhide.

Pian Axiao believed it, and nodded to her like a chicken pecking at rice.

When Chang Suining stepped out of the palace gate, he withdrew his thoughts.

……

Li Lu, the son of King Rong, came to the Ganlu Hall and saluted the emperor and the prince respectively.

The emperor of the holy book gave people a seat.

He has always been in poor health, and the Emperor Shengji took care of him, such as riding a chariot in summer and a sedan chair in winter when he entered the palace, which is not available to other clan members.

"I was just now discussing with the prince about the selection of the prince's concubine."

Li Lu was slightly surprised when he heard the words, looked at the prince sitting there, and said with a slight smile: "It seems that there will be a happy event in the palace soon."

The prince sat upright, but there was a trace of nervousness in his eyes: "...But my son is still young, so he is not in a hurry."

Erchen is still young - this is what he has said most often in the past two years.

This sentence seems to be able to maintain a certain balance.

But he knew in his heart that he would always grow up. He could say this sentence until he was 15, 20...but what about 30?

"Of course you are not in a hurry, but there are people who are in a hurry for you." Emperor Shengji's tone was very calm, but a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on the prince's back.

He heard the voice again and said: "But that's okay, the matter of choosing a crown princess is no small matter, it will take some time to find out, and it is time to make preparations."

Prince: "Everything is up to the sage...all the ministers obey."

The Holy Book Emperor looked at him: "You are the king of a country that will be prosperous in the future, so you don't need to obey me in everything."

The prince's face turned pale: "My son..."

Emperor Shengji didn't seem to have seen his panic, and said: "As a prince, everything is closely related to the country. In the court, everyone has interests in the calculation, and no one's words can be trusted. You have to think carefully about the candidate for the crown princess, and don't listen to one person's words so that you act blindly."

"Yes... my son, please remember."

Only then did Emperor Shengji look at Prince Rong who was sitting beside him: "The crown prince is already preparing to choose the crown princess at this age, what plans does Lu'er have for his own marriage?"

Prince Rong's son has been recuperating in Beijing for many years, and his marriage has not yet been settled.

Li Lu looked a little surprised: "Nephew has no plans yet."

"But you are old enough to start a family." Emperor Shengji looked at him and sighed vaguely: "Your father is far away in Yizhou. How to explain to your father?"

Li Lu made up his mind: "Let His Majesty decide."

"You are different from the prince." The Emperor of the Holy Book said gently: "If you have a girl you like, you might as well make it clear to me. If your father agrees, then I will decide to marry you."

Li Lu was startled.

Do you want a girl?

He showed embarrassment: "Nephew has no idea..."

"Then try to find one or two." The Emperor of the Holy Book looked at the prince: "I plan to hold a flower party for the selection of the crown prince, and you will go with me at that time, so you can pay attention to whether there is anyone who is eye-catching at the banquet." .”

"Yes." The ice basin at the side was a bit cold, Li Lu coughed twice, and then said again: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for taking care of this matter for my nephew."

Seeing that his face was weak, Emperor Shengji asked a few words about his recent physical condition.

"It's getting colder in summer, and I've been coughing a bit recently...but it's not a serious problem."

Only then did Emperor Shengji express his reassurance, and confessed a few more words before letting the palace servants send him out of the Ganlu Palace.

Prince Li Zhi also resigned.

Looking at the bead curtain that was still shaking slightly after the two left, Emperor Shengji's eyes narrowed slightly, and his inner emotions were unclear.

After a while, Ming Luo walked in.

"Your Majesty, the lychees from Lingnan have arrived, and they are all in the outer hall now."

The Holy Book Emperor returned to his senses for a while, but got up from the dragon chair and said, "I'll go and have a look."

Ming Luo wasn't surprised that she wanted to see it in person, and only stepped forward to help her.

The sage is not a person who attaches great importance to appetite, but every year the lychees from Lingnan will be selected by the sage himself.

Emperor Shengji came to the outer hall, bent down slightly, and slowly picked out dozens of the most beautiful and beautiful lychees from the fresh lychees, filling two boxes.

"The rest of these are still divided as in previous years."

Ming Luo responded: "Yes, Luo Er understands."

"These two boxes, as in previous years, were sent to Dayun Temple and Princess Chang's Mansion respectively." Emperor Shengji confessed to Ming Luo: "Princess Chang's Mansion, you go there yourself. At Dayun Temple, let Cui Please go on my behalf."

Ming Luo agreed again, and left the palace with the two boxes of lychees that had been preserved on ice.

"The sage is always thinking about Her Royal Highness Princess Chongyue." Sitting on the carriage leaving the palace, the maid beside Ming Luo looked at the two boxes and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

These are the best lychees. One box was sent to Dayun Temple to enshrine the goddess, and the other box was sent to the residence of Princess Chongyue. The saint himself had never tasted one.

And every year.

Ming Luo knew what the maid was thinking, and his gaze quietly fell on the two boxes.

It's not just sending a box to the eldest princess.

"I heard that when envoys from Lingnan pass through Gongling, they will leave some lychees to sacrifice to His Highness the First Crown Prince who was buried in Gongling..." The maid sighed softly.

A pair of sons and daughters have passed away early, so what if they become saints, they are not alone, and they can only care about those close relatives in their hearts.

"Fortunately, you have the princess with you to accompany your majesty." The maid said with emotion.

The corner of Ming Luo's mouth raised slightly, noncommittal.

Does a saint need company?

Or unwanted in the eyes of many.

With the most supreme power in this world, would you still care about that little companionship?

She was also sometimes not sure if her aunt really needed it.

However, no matter whether it is nostalgia or guilt, no matter how true or false, it is only for the deceased.

She sometimes wondered, what would happen to her aunt if her pair of outstanding children were still alive?

The carriage went to Xuan Ce Mansion first.

Ming Luo explained the purpose of coming, and just handed the box of lychees to Yuan Xiang, before he could say a few more words with Cui Jing, he heard that the other party said "lychees are perishable" as an excuse, and immediately went to Dayun Temple.

The Dayun Temple was built outside the city, and the journey was a bit far away. Cui Jingte had someone prepare a carriage and ice cubes to prevent the lychees from spoiling.

Before leaving the city, Cui Jing reined in his horse suddenly.

Yuan Xiang also hurriedly reined in his horse, subconsciously touched the saber at his waist, and looked around vigilantly: "Governor, what's the difference?"

Cui Jing looked at the roadside stall: "Go and buy some chestnuts to bring."

Yuan Xiang who was pressing the knife: "?"

……

At the same moment, Yuxi, who had slept in the afternoon, faintly heard the voice of a female envoy outside.

"Let's go to the front yard, the female history of Ming Dynasty is here."

"Ming female history?"

"Ming Shi was ordered by the sage to give His Royal Highness this year's lychees again..."

Your Highness?

Hearing these two words, Yuzhu sat up suddenly.

I just dreamed about His Highness again...

In the dream, His Highness kept asking, why didn't you go to see her, why, why...

"I should explain clearly to His Highness..."

"Someone lied to me..."

She didn't mean to harm His Highness!

Yes, as long as she explains clearly to His Highness, His Highness will forgive her, right?
Your Highness will forgive her!
This thought, which was enough to completely redeem her from suffering, made Yuzhuan forget about other things for a while, she got out of bed and hurriedly put on her shoes, and walked out of the room quickly.

Because of Ming Luo's arrival, the two female envoys who were supposed to be guarding outside went to the front yard.

She walked all the way, through the garden, to the backyard of the princess mansion, and then to the door that she had opened many times in recent days.

After a moment of hesitation, she pulled out the latch tremblingly and opened the door.

The golden crow heading west outside the door exuded a fiery light, which made her subconsciously raise her hand to block her eyes.

At the same time, she lifted her foot across the threshold.

Waving a small handkerchief on the first day of March to ask for a monthly pass (*^▽^*) Good night!