Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 14

Donghu Lianzhu net, Fang Shuyin Bixun.

The smoke from the candle tray falls to ashes, and the curtain presses down on the moon to pass the yin.

Fenbai Xianlang Garden, Shuangqing Jade Maiden Anvil.

Outside the palace city, Qingyue Garden.

This garden was built in Qianyan, and it is the place where many princes and nobles in Taikang entertained guests.

Stepping into the garden, a [-]-foot-tall building comes into view, with ginseng trees as fences, long corridors and long pavilions as thresholds, twists and turns, green trees as windows, separated by sparse curtains; brocade tents flutter and blow with the wind.

Under the carved beams and bas-relief paintings that want to refuse and welcome, Zhu Hu is ashamed to show up, and the left and right are painted with hooks on Shenxing officials and gods, all of them are dressed in feathers and clothes, fluttering like immortals, wielding swords, guns, swords and halberds while flying into the sky and landing on the moon.

Upon hearing that distinguished guests were approaching, soft laughter came out of the window and wafted into the ears of the guests; under the tall building, gulls and herons fluttered around the wild goose pond, golden swallows exclaimed, and dry geese extended their necks and cooed non-stop.

It's exactly: the pool and the pavilion are in harmony with the sky, and the geese in the building resonate and fly.

Today, many noble ladies, daughters, ladies and sons of good families from aristocratic families in Taikang City gather here.

At the right time, before the host arrives, Toshihiko and his lover share a table. There are more than a dozen tables on the left, scattered and scattered. The guests at the table are chatting and laughing in groups of three or five, or they are talking about heroes with a glass of wine, or they are self-reserved. , covertly glanced at the right neighbor pink Shuliang.

On the pavilion in the distance, there is a handsome and handsome man with a bird feather glass fan in his hand, a tortoiseshell hairpin on his head, a white brocade gown with fish patterns, and seven xuanliu cloud boots. The sword, the bright eyes and the stars are like lightning, and the light smile and whispers are calm and calm.

Hearing his eyebrows move, he asked suicidally, "How many people are here?"

Liu Wenzhen beside him bowed back and said, "Return to Your Highness, more than fifty talented and beauties from Taikang have arrived."

This handsome man let out a chuckle, let out a snort, put away his feather fan, and went downstairs with his hands behind his back, "Come on, let's also go and see the elegant demeanor of my Yasukuni talents and beauties."

He said casually: "Well, old Liu, is your disguise technique really reliable?"

Liu Wenzhen vowed: "Don't worry, Your Highness, unless His Majesty comes personally, no one will be able to see through."

"That's good." The handsome young man nodded in satisfaction.

"By the way, from now on, call me son."

Liu Wenzhen followed suit, and replied respectfully, "Yes, my lord."

After this handsome man went downstairs, next to the window on the second floor, a soft and beautiful figure gently twitched the black hair on his temples, and his soft voice was like gurgling water.

There is a sound of dingling and dong, and it is quiet and bright again, and then it is a sweet smile, which is like a brilliant beauty, which makes people feel like a magical sound. In a trance, it is difficult to outline its beautiful appearance in the mind, and it is indescribable.

When the brocade curtain was lightly opened, the clumsy maid struggled to support the top, lifted the trousers of the phoenix robe, and said cautiously: "Miss, we have to be careful, this flying swallow phoenix robe is worth a lot of money."

Erba Xiuyan, who was wearing a light embroidered lotus scarf, flashed her eyes, and whispered slyly: "What are you afraid of, if you break it, you can ask Auntie to ask for it, anyway, she has plenty."

As he spoke, he raised his tall and slender gooseneck, and headed straight to the banquet pavilion by the pool with a murderous look, shouting in his mouth:
"This time, I want to completely reveal the true colors of those well-dressed young talents, and see whether they want to be attached to the rich and powerful, or choose peerless beauties! Kill them all!"

The maid raised the mirror in her hand, and saw that her face had changed drastically. It was completely opposite to her real appearance. Under the veil, there was a hole facing the sky. Her eyes were one big and one small, and they were extremely asymmetrical. As if struck by lightning, she said in disbelief: "Miss , let's not be so ruthless, right?"

The master comforted him and said: "It's all a fake, it's just a disguise, it's not really like this, um, unique. Yes, that's right, it's just a little bit unique, don't worry about it, we will recover after the banquet."

Wearing the master's phoenix robe, but dressed so ugly, the maid was so wronged that she almost cried.

The beautiful master smiled triumphantly, and said with a snort: "This girl can use a little trick to make those ghosts and snakes show their true colors, and there is nowhere to hide!"

The maid looked at the phoenix robe on her body, she was about to cry, but she murmured in a low voice: "According to the young madam, this feathered phoenix robe was worn by the empress when she met His Majesty for the first time. Woolen cloth."

Seeing the young lady's excitement, she beat her head in distress, telling you to talk more, if you let the empress know that her phoenix robe is worn on the servant girl, you must not take my skin afterwards.

Look at the young lady's excitement, maybe something will happen today, she lowered her head with her little pink fist in distress, hey, what should I do.

At this time, handsome ladies and gentlemen gathered in the field, talented scholars and beauties talked and laughed, and there were also gentle and elegant "eight horses" and gentle ladies who talked softly, and they smiled without showing their teeth.

There are also those who compete in pitching pots, recite poems and compose music, and even those who write feather fan and scarf pretend to be high-ranking and few. Xia Houchun smiled lightly and smiled endlessly.

Xia Houchun shuttled among talented scholars and beauties, twisting a few exquisite crystal grapes and throwing them into his mouth from time to time. With a puff, the plump grape juice instantly wrapped the tip of his tongue. He spit out a few tender seeds and nodded comfortably: "Sweet but not greasy, more Juicy and honey, very good, very good."

Behind him, Liu Wenzhen followed suit, waiting on him all the time, watching all directions and listening to all directions, inadvertently brushing away those who deliberately approached, so as not to offend His Highness the Crown Prince.

As the saying goes, it's not that enemies don't get together, bah, it should be 'fate to meet thousands of miles away, but no fate is unlucky for both of you'.

"My lady's Feiyan phoenix robe, you have ruined my phoenix robe! Those surnamed Zhang and those surnamed Chen, I will never end with you!!!" An angry voice attracted the attention of Liu Wenzhen's master and servant.

Looking up, a cage-gauze woman's hair crown has been plucked, her white clothes are covered with mud, and blood-red wine is scattered all over her body, as if red dye has stained the pair of phoenix eyes on the brocade robe, making a blood-colored phoenix stand against her. lifelike.

The 'maid' next to him was furious and trembling with anger, but the owner of the robe was trembling, not knowing what he was afraid of.

The 'maid' pointed at the instigator and sternly reprimanded him, saying that he intentionally made trouble and stained her phoenix robe, and saw him with his hands on his hips, pointing at the joking Jun Yan on the table, scolding and cursing.

He only heard lotus blossoms blooming on his tongue, and his mouth was full of fragrance. He scolded the group of Kangdu dudes who were watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal, and Xia Houchun was stunned.

He blurted out: "Which maid is this girl, why is she so unrestrained and heroic? Could it be that our ladies from Yasukuni are like this?"

Liu Wenzhen was sweating for this girl, and said helplessly: "Your Highness, don't misunderstand, the girls in our Yasukuni are still very dignified and beautiful, most of them don't walk out of the door, and learn needlework at home. , playing the piano and painting, dancing and writing, well, except for this one."

"But the so-called arrogance of the master makes the slaves arrogant. The slaves generally act according to their faces. If the master is arrogant, the slaves will naturally bully others."

However, no one criticized the pair of masters and servants at this meeting. After all, the phoenix robes were splashed all over their bodies, and they couldn't leave even if they wanted to.

There were people gathering all around, and there was a heck, and someone laughed lowly and said: "It's over, if you mess with this person, you might lose your skin if you don't die."

Xia Houchun watched it with great interest, which was different from those who insisted on words in the court hall, and had a somewhat unique meaning. He said with great interest: "But which general of my Yasukuni is the daughter of?"

Liu Wenzhen took a breath of the cold wind that came from nowhere, sniffled her nose, looked at the owner of the phoenix robe, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, after pressing it down, she squeezed her tongue and said:

"Returning to Your Highness, this daughter looks like Prime Minister Xiao's beloved daughter, her name is Xiao Jiyue, and the pretty girl next to her should be his maid."

Xia Houchun was taken aback when he heard the words, "Like? What do you mean?"

Liu Wenzhen glanced at the owner of the phoenix robe, who was a little far away and couldn't see his face clearly, and tried his best to whisper: "Your Highness, in our Jing Kingdom, who else would dare to wear a phoenix robe except the one from the West Palace.

However, this one has nothing to do, but he dotes on the young daughter of Xiao Xiang's family. Since it is not the one from Xigong, then it is only the daughter of the Xiangfu. "

He paused, shook his head and said: "But I heard that this Miss Xiao has a very ugly face, but there are still an endless stream of people who come to propose marriage; Xiao's residence is always full of people, and there are many suitors."

Xia Houchun frowned slightly, then felt relieved again, and nodded: "So it's the daughter of Prime Minister Xiao's family."

He muttered to himself, no wonder he was so fierce.

As for ugliness, hey, Xiao Yuan has been messing with the court for so many years, and her daughter must have retribution for all the crimes she committed.

Liu Wenzhen glanced at Xia Houchun, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Does Your Highness not remember her?"

Xia Houchun's expression was bewildered, and he couldn't help saying: "What do you mean, could it be that my palace and her still have a relationship?"

Liu Wenzheng hesitated to speak, cursing himself in his heart for talking too much, do he have to tell the story of this 'Queen Xiao' who rode on you and beat you up when he was young?
"Hey, come over to that one standing there stupidly! Yes, it's you."

Xia Houchun looked up, only to see that "Xiao Jiyue" was pointing at him arrogantly, calling him over as if commanding his servants.

　The first poem is selected from Wen Feiqing's "Donghu 22 Rhymes", which was written for him when he traveled with the prince.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)