Under the Empress Dowager, all members will be King

Chapter 111 Rose Blooming
Shuangxi covered Zhu Beifeng with a blanket, and gently sent Zhu Beifeng back to the bedroom.

The moon was shining brightly outside the window, and the emperor had been asleep for a long time, so Shuangxi dozed off leaning against the window with arms folded.

In the medicine field under the moonlight, two ginseng dolls chase each other with short legs, followed by a long-eared marten.

Gu Yinwei suddenly opened the window, her eyes were cold, the three little ones squatted in place immediately, the Compassionate Ning Palace finally calmed down, and everyone fell asleep.

The moon hangs firmly in the night sky. Quietly, the moon is hidden in the clouds, and there is a gleam of light in the sky. The darkness gradually dissipates, and the shadows of the flowers that are vaguely visible in the garden are becoming clearer and clearer.

The blooming flower was like a black shadow at first, and then gradually rounded up. The flower stretched and stretched, and gradually recovered from black to color. The golden sunlight fell down densely, and the color of the rose flower became stronger. The watery dewdrops glistened one after another, like a wink from a sweetheart.

"Crack."

Cut off the flower branches with sharp scissors, remove the excess leaves and thorns, fill the white porcelain bottle with water, insert it obliquely, and a bottle of roses will fill the house with fragrance.

Gu Yin stretched slightly and sat up, Chu Chu put down the scissors, and shouted outside: "The empress dowager is up."

The almonds feeding the sparrows under the eaves hurriedly put down the work in hand, and the other women were busy sweeping the floor and serving the water.

Gu Yinwei leaned over to the vase and sniffed lightly, "Chuchu, your flower arrangement skills are getting better and better."

"Thank you, master, for your compliment." Chu Chu said shyly.

The almond peach opened the curtain and came in, "The roses are blooming, and the wealth is rolling in. Congratulations, Empress Dowager."

Gu Yinwei was stunned, "Where does the joy come from?"

"Ah Qing, who is beside Concubine Caixian, sent a message saying that Prince Yimu from Mobei personally sent Princess Zhaoyang to study at Sanfei Academy."

Gu Yinwei got up from the dressing table, and slowly said: "People in Mobei are not good at dealing with trouble, what did the emperor say, did you send someone to pick him up?"

"The emperor went to Xiaoyao Palace last night and was in a bad mood when he came back. Eunuch Shuangxi said that the emperor had a high fever when he got up early."

"It turned out to be sick. I said why so little, and I haven't come to pay my respects to the Queen Mother." Chu Chu took over the conversation.

"There are people coming from Mobei, and they should go to greet them."

"The queen mother's words are reasonable, but now there is no manpower to spare."

"Tiantao, follow me to pick up the envoy."

"Yes, Queen Mother."

Chu Chu hurriedly said: "Then what about me?"

"Go and stay with Concubine Xi and take care of her more."

"Alright, master, you go, I will guard the house."

After Zhu Beifeng went down to court, he learned that Gu Yinwei had already packed his bags, so he came to see her off.

"As for welcoming the mission, I plan to arrange for Concubine Chen to do it. Now that Concubine Chen has no time to spare, I have to work on Concubine Chen."

"It's fine for Ai's family to go out to the palace for activities. Princess Zhaoyang comes to the academy, and Ai's family, as the dean, picks her up. On the surface, it's okay."

"Mother, go slowly."

Zhu Beifeng sent the Empress Dowager Hengle away and returned to the palace to rest.

Gu Yinwei couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and took in a godson, thinking that he could sit back and relax, but the godson's body was too weak, and he had to do the physical work himself.

Gu Yinwei took Biantao into the carriage, and Biantao introduced the situation of Princess Zhaoyang and Prince Yimu to Gu Yinwei.

"Princess Zhaoyang is seventeen years old, she has a perverse personality and likes to play tricks on people."

"Prince Yimu has a meticulous mind and a strong martial arts."

Gu Yin slightly lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the scenery outside the window. At this time, the carriage just passed by the post station. There were willows on both sides of the road, and people came and went from the post station. , You have to buy it from children with money.

The word willow has the same pronunciation, and the willow willow is folded to give to friends.

Some scholars in long gowns wrapped willow branches in circles and put them on their hats, and someone not far away sang farewell songs.

"I bid farewell to you today, and tomorrow I will be far away from you, staring at you helplessly, and tears will flow into rivers."

The singing is poignant and melodious, and one's face is moved when one listens to it. This kind of parting is performed at the ferry every day.

Chariots and horses are slow, life is short, sometimes we bid farewell, and we will never see each other again in this life.

Gu Yin put down the curtain slightly, and the carriage drove through the capital, heading north for a thousand lines.

The convoy traveled for about ten days, and arrived at Shaqiu Pass, which was sparsely populated. Gu Yinwei got off his horse and saw that weeds were overgrown, and there was a big yellow dog squatting at the gate of the city.

Feng Tao shouted: "The Kyoto mission has arrived."

After yelling several times in a row, no one came out to greet him. Gu Yinwei raised his eyes and looked intently at the big yellow dog's eyes. The big yellow dog, which was lazily basking in the sun, trembled all over, and took the initiative to lead Gu Yinwei the way.

"Cuckoo."

Behind the city gate was an old man wearing an apron, holding a basin of chaff in his hand, standing on the dilapidated city wall and feeding chickens.

The big yellow dog barked a few times.

The old man who was feeding the chickens leapt and jumped down from the city wall which was about ten meters high. The chaff in his hands did not spill at all, and the sound was very soft when he landed. Stop the knife in your hand.

"Hey, Rhubarb, I put it here to feed the chickens, you are so smart, you have brought the guests in by yourself."

Rhubarb's eyes were full of fear, and he hid behind the old man.

"You are a mission from Kyoto, here to pick up the prince and princess?"

Chu Chu asked without answering, "Who are you?"

"I am the [-]th curator of the Shaqiu Pass."

"What about the name?"

"Yang Xiaohuan."

When the old man said his name, it was a bit difficult to say. My father is really uneducated, but he actually chose a girl.

Gu Yinwei didn't dig into his name, and no one laughed at him, Yang Xiaohuan was surprised.

"Why don't you laugh?"

"Why are you laughing? It's useless to laugh at others for no reason." After talking, Wan Tao helped Gu Yinwei into the guest room to rest.

"you are?"

"Who do you think I am?"

Yang Xiaohuan crossed her arms and thought, "It's the princess who came here, and the person who comes to pick her up must be someone similar to the princess' official son."

"Do you know the emperor?" Yang Xiaohuan asked.

"know."

"Then have you ever been to the palace?"

"I've been there."

"You shouldn't be the princess."

"Call it whatever you like, I don't mind."

"It's fine if you don't mind. The sand dunes are very windy and sandy. There are wolves at night, and the food is not as exquisite as in Kyoto. You can take care of it. I will kill a chicken to clean up the dust for you at night."

"No, I brought my own food."

"That's great, there's nothing else, I'll go first."

Yang Xiaohuan led the big yellow dog away, while Gu Yinwei stared blankly at the topographical map on the wall.

The long-eared marten jumped down from the roof, gesticulating with its two little hands.

Wan Tao turned around and felt that something was wrong with the station, "Master, this station seems to be too quiet."

"It's quiet during the day, but lively at night."

Gu Yinwei's words had two meanings, and Tingtao instantly understood.

There was a voice chanting outside the house, "One two one, whoops."

Yang Xiaohuan organized the team's guards to repair the walls of the monastery, and the rest of the guards pulled out their shiny long knives to clean up the weeds.

(End of this chapter)