It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 424: Prosperity and wealth are not shared

Yang Xianrong looked at Liang Lanbi and pondered for a moment before saying, "The Queen is a smart person."

No emotion could be heard from this sentence, and Liang Lanbi did not dare to raise her head. The two maids beside her had also knelt down, but their faces showed dissatisfaction.

Yang Xianrong took half a step back, away from the place where the water accumulated, and then said in a deep voice: "The Jin Dynasty pays attention to etiquette and regulations. If the queen exceeds the rules today, it must be the fault of the maid next to her, or at least she failed to remind her in place. So. …”

At this time, Cuixi had rolled up her sleeves and she was ready.

Yang Xianrong couldn't help but smile, and then continued: "Even if you are here today, I won't care so much, but I will teach these two maids a lesson for you. One person has ten palms, Cui Xi, No mercy."

"Yes." Cuixi greeted her immediately with a slap that was clear and powerful.

Liang Lanbi did not dare to speak, and the two maids could only endure it.

Lan Xiang came back quickly, holding a plain black cotton robe. Yang Xianrong glanced at her and said, "You help Cuixi, I will wear this cotton robe myself."

"Yes." Lan Xiang immediately rolled up her sleeves and hit another maid. Her palm was so cruel that blood-red marks immediately appeared on the maid's face. After ten palms, the whole face became swollen.

"Okay, we still have to go to Xianyang Palace to have a look." Yang Xianrong walked forward without even looking at them.

Liang Lanbi followed closely behind her, but her hands were clenched into fists and hidden in her sleeves.

The Xianyang Palace was still decorated as it was when Sima Zhong was still alive, except that tributes and incense candles were placed on the main hall. Palace residents who stayed behind burned incense and paper money on time every day. This rule must be observed for at least three years.

I don't know if it was out of regret, but Sima Yue would also send someone to offer a stick of incense every day. At least to outsiders, they think this prince is very good, he pays attention to etiquette, dignity and respect for the imperial power.

Someone flashed into the shadows in a corner of the hall.

Yang Xianrong withdrew his gaze and just looked at everything here, which was real yet unreal, familiar yet extremely strange.

In fact, Yang Xianrong has been living in Jinyong City since he was buried in Taiyang Mausoleum, which is against the rules.

At least, she should come to Xianyang Palace to offer incense every day.

But so what?
The Luoyang Palace is no longer her world now.

When she walked around the palace, she had to obey the orders of others whenever she wanted to go out of the palace.

Fortunately, she is not unruly and is still a tolerant person.

It was a bit cold in the hall, so she wrapped herself in clothes.

Things are different and people are gone in the blink of an eye.

She stood in front of the incense candle, and someone from the palace presented the incense to her.

She pinched the mass of the incense, feeling desolate in her heart.

It's really a sunset on the river. I think that when Sima Zhong used gold silk silk to scrub, the high incense offered as tribute now is used by ordinary poor people in Luoyang City, and the level has been reduced to the lowest level.

Those palace officials had followed Sima Zhong before, and they returned here after the burial. After Yang Xianrong inserted Gao Xiang into the incense burner with his own hands, he closed his eyes again and silently said a few words to Sima Zhong in his heart. Then he opened his eyes and turned to the palace attendants and said, "If there is any shortage, When I got the money, I went to Zhang Liang to ask for it."

"Yes." The palace men fell to their knees with tears streaming down their faces.

"You guys..." Yang Xianrong also sighed, "When the three years are over, go to Jinyong City to find me."

"Yes." Their voices were choked, and each one of them was trying their best to control their tears.

"Of course the glory and wealth are gone, and Jinyong City is not as big as the imperial palace, but as long as you have the will, it will be fine." Yang Xianrong pursed his lips, turned around and walked out. Zhang Liangxue, who had followed, stood outside the door and whispered: "It's okay here, there is no leakage."

"Well, if there is anything, just deal with it in time. You don't need to ask me." Yang Xianrong finally looked back. She remembered everything that happened that day very clearly.

Liang Lanbi still didn't speak, but silently led Yang Xianrong to Hanyue Palace where Sima Chi was.

In fact, this place is not far from Tianyuan Palace, but even closer to Hongxun Palace. It is so close that it is only separated by a wall. If she punches a hole in the palace wall as she did before, she can enter and exit Xianyang Palace at any time. ...While passing by, Yang Xianrong glanced at the gate of Hongxun Palace and even repainted it.

Liang Lanbi finally spoke up and said, "The emperor said that Queen Hui will live here after she comes back. Therefore, I will renovate it and wait for you to come back."

"How nice it is for Empress Liang to live here." Yang Xianrong continued, "How did I hear that you live in Changqiu Palace on the bank of Yingliu Lake? Isn't it a bit far away?"

"Hey, I'm embarrassed to say this. I sleep lightly and often wake up at night... I told the emperor before that I wanted to live in a cleaner place, so I chose Changqiu Palace. The picture is quiet.”

"That's not good. Not to mention that you are the queen of the Jin Dynasty and need to be by the emperor's side all the time. Just talking about the Yingliu Lake, there were ghosts and deaths in the past, and your palace is full of women. It's very bad to live there. It's better to move here and live in Hongxun Palace. Don't delay. When the snow falls, it will be very windy and cold, which will be even worse." Yang Xian. The concern on Rong's face was extremely sincere.

But when the words reached Liang Lanbi's ears, she felt uncomfortable. However, she didn't know how to say it, so she got stuck again.

This time, Yang Xianrong took the initiative and patted her arm, and said with a smile: "Queen, this is not the time. You have to remember that you are the queen of Jin Dynasty now. Your glory and wealth are still there, why bother? There’s no point in sharing it with me.”

"But you are someone the Emperor values ​​​​very much..." Liang Lanbi finally said it.

"So what?" Yang Xianrong looked at her.

After all the talk, Liang Lanbi still doesn’t understand? Yang Xianrong also had a headache. Maybe she just wants to be the second Jian Nanfeng.

At the entrance of Hanyue Palace, there were several officials-looking people standing at the door. When they saw Yang Xianrong coming, they immediately bowed and saluted.

Yang Xianrong didn't want to pay attention to them. Liang Lanbi introduced them one by one: "My father, Liang Fen, is currently the general of the Wei. My brother, Liang Lanshan, is currently the servant. And this is my cousin He Yuanning, who is also the servant."

After the three men saw Yang Xianrong, they were stunned by her appearance for a moment, but then returned to normal. They just saluted and bowed indifferently, without any sign of respect.

Liang Fen is older than Sima Zhong, but he looks more aged and has a frown on his face. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was blaming his daughter: "Where have you been? How can there be no one around the emperor to take care of him? Has the dressing been changed for his wound?"

"My daughter just went to see Queen Hui. The emperor wanted to ask Queen Hui to drink chicken soup together." Liang Lanbi lowered his head again. At this time, Liang Fen noticed that the faces of the two maids beside her were completely swollen, and they could not open their eyes.

"Who hit this? What happened?" Liang Fen had already turned into a Sichuan eyebrow, and her face was full of blackness.

"I beat you." Yang Xianrong said calmly, "It's still the day of national mourning, but the maid next to Empress Liang is dressing her up and wearing a hairpin. It's really a capital crime. I'm only punishing you with a small punishment but a big warning. , shouldn’t it?”