After Mrs.
Meng entered Huaqing Palace, she quickly met Yang Yuhuan.
They were similar in age, both ladies, and had common hobbies.
They had endless things to talk about when they met.
After chatting for a while, Mrs.
Meng asked: "Has your Majesty had any satisfactory poems recently?"
Yang Yuhuan said: "The weather has been cold in recent days.
I rarely go out of the palace to participate in poetry events, and I have never gained anything."
Mrs.
Meng smiled and said: "Sister, I have got a few poems here recently.
They are all excellent works.
Please appreciate them, my empress."
"Oh" Yang Yuhuan became interested and asked: "Then I want to read a book or two.
Where is it?"
Mrs.
Meng took out a small book from her sleeve and handed it to Yang Yuhuan.
Yang Yuhuan took it and started reading it.
The more he read, the happier he became.
I don’t know who wrote these poems.”
Mrs.
Meng said with a smile: "There was a poetry meeting in Huayin County a few days ago.
I wanted to attend it, but I was not able to go because I was inconvenient at the time.
Later, the magistrate of Huayin County heard that I liked poetry, so he wrote three poems from the poetry meeting I copied a copy of the masterpiece and sent it to me.
These three poems were all written by a man named Du Fu."
"Du Fu turns out to be him, no wonder."
Yang Yuhuan suddenly realized that when Li Bai and others were still in Chang'an, they recommended Du Fu's poems to her, and she was deeply impressed by Du Fu's poems.
Mrs.
Meng was surprised and said: "The empress knows him."
Yang Yuhuan smiled and said: "We have met several times and met at several poetry meetings.
This person's talent in poetry is not inferior to that of Li Bai back then.
I wonder if he has been an official in Chang'an these years.
How did he go to China?"
"It's cloudy" Mrs.
Meng said: "After I read Du Fu's poems, I asked someone to inquire about this person.
It turned out that Du Fu was serving as the guard of the right commander Cao Canjun.
After the Anlushan rebels invaded Chang'an, he wanted to escape from the city.
Unexpectedly, he was caught by the rebels after leaving the city and was imprisoned in Jingzhao Mansion Prison.
Later, my husband’s subordinates led troops to retake Chang’an and find out what happened to him.
In order to make a living, I had to resign and write letters for others, copy books, etc.
In the past two months, my husband has been The headquarters of the Eastern Expedition’s counter-rebellion army was located in Huayin, so many young scholars went to Huayin to submit counter-insurgency strategies.
Du Fu must be one of them.”
Cao Canjun, the guard of Youli Mansion, is just a small official, in charge of weapons, armor, warehouse keys and other matters.
If he is a lively person, he will definitely find a way to sell these things for money in this time of chaos, but where is Du Fu?
Since he couldn't get a salary for doing such a shameful thing, Du Fu simply resigned and went to the streets to write letters and copy books for others and earn a few copper coins.
Although he was not rich, he could still make do.
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Keep the family full.
"That's it."
Yang Yuhuan nodded, sighing in his heart that it was a pity.
At this time, Yang Yuhuan remembered the purpose of Mrs.
Meng entering the palace, so she ordered someone to get a picture scroll, handed it to Mrs.
Meng and said: "This is Princess Yining, take a look."
"Oh" Mrs.
Meng quickly opened the scroll and saw a young and beautiful woman on the scroll.
She was reserved, beautiful, spiritual, and very beautiful.
She was worthy of being a royal woman.
Her wisdom was noble and not ordinary. woman.
But Mrs.
Meng frowned and said: "How old is Princess Yining this year?"
Yang Yuhuan said: "Twenty-three.
Although he is a few years older than Brother Ting, it shouldn't be a big problem, as long as the two of them like each other, what do you think?"
Mrs.
Meng thought to herself, she is only a few years older, okay?
Brother Ting is only sixteen this year, but Princess Yining is twenty-three, a full seven years older.
It is normal for a boy to be seven years older, but for a girl She is seven years older than the man, so this feels too bad.
Mrs.
Meng could only think these words in her heart, but could not say them out.
She smiled and said: "My husband said that children and grandchildren will have their own blessings.
If they two love each other, we elders will naturally not be able to do things like beating mandarin ducks. , if the two of them can't get along, even if we force a match, it will only cause misfortune, and on the contrary, it will delay the life of our children."
Yang Yuhuan said: "I have always thought that Marshal Zhao is a person with very strange ideas, but I didn't expect that he would be so open-minded about his children's marriage.
His Majesty has already sent someone to make arrangements for them to meet alone.
We will go to Cien tomorrow morning.
Offering incense in the temple and making vows , in order not to let them see that it was a deliberate arrangement, we went to Ci'en Temple one after another.
You took Brother Ting, and I took Yining.
After offering incense, we went to the guest room in the temple to chant sutras, leaving them behind.
Outside, see how they get along with each other, what do you think?"
Mrs.
Meng asked: "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival at Ci'en Temple.
I'm afraid there are not a few people going to Ci'en Temple to offer incense.
It will be crowded by then.
What if they can't meet each other?"
Yang Yuhuan smiled and said: "Sister, don't worry, Ci'en Temple will prohibit tourists from entering in the morning, and will only open to officials, family members and ordinary people after noon.
The emperor has issued an order to preside over Ci'en Temple.
Only our two families can enter tomorrow morning."
Mrs.
Meng was relieved now: "That's good."
The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the Shangyuan Festival.
Mrs.
Meng took a carriage and was escorted by Zhao Ting to Ci'en Temple.
Ci'en Temple is located in the southeast of Chang'an City.
Many people came here early in the morning, waiting to enter the temple to offer incense.
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However, there were many soldiers standing guard at the entrance of the temple.
Everyone is blocked Outside the door, soon the Zhike monk from the temple came out and explained to the officials, their families and the people that the temple would not be open to the public this morning because there would be distinguished guests coming.
In order not to disturb the distinguished guests, the temple was closed for one morning and waited until the afternoon.
Open to the public.
Most of the common people left with complaints after hearing what the monk Zhike said.
However, there were still many family members of officials who did not want to leave.
These people were very angry and sent their butlers to argue with the monk Zhike.
"The imperial concubine has arrived!"
a loud shout caused the quarrel to stop instantly.
Immediately afterwards, everyone bowed down and shouted: "A thousand years old, a thousand years old!"
The sedan stopped at the entrance of Ci'en Temple.
Yang Yuhuan and Princess Yining walked out of the sedan, and then walked into Ci'en Temple under the guidance of Zhike Monk.
It wasn't until Yang Guifei and others disappeared at the entrance of Ci'en Temple that the officials' family members realized that the so-called distinguished guest was actually Yang Guifei.
Everyone could only sigh in surprise and went home one after another, preparing to come back in the afternoon.
After the families of these officials left, another large sedan stopped at the entrance of Ci'en Temple.
The monk Zhike walked out quickly and clasped his hands: "Mrs.
Zhao Guo is here.
Please come to our temple, Mrs.
Pengpi Shenghui."
Mrs.
Meng walked out of the sedan with the support of her maid, and said to the monk Zhike: "Thank you, Master.
You've been waiting for a long time.
Please."
Everyone entered Ci'en Temple and soon came to the Buddha Hall to worship and offer incense.
After offering incense at each Bodhisattva Hall, Mrs.
Meng said to Zhao Ting: "My aunt is going to the wing to chant sutras, so you can stay outside and play.
Remember not to disturb her."
"The monks in the temple" Zhao Ting quickly said: "Auntie, don't worry, Ting'er knows."
The soldiers were standing guard outside the main hall, and no one was wandering around.
Zhao Ting felt a little bored and wandered around the temple.
When he came to a corner, Zhao Ting was only looking at the buildings in the temple, and accidentally bumped into someone.
He only heard a sound of "Ah!"
and a woman was knocked to the ground.
Zhao Ting turned around and saw that he had knocked someone down, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention and knocked down the lady."
A maid ran up behind the woman who fell to the ground and pushed Zhao Ting away quickly, "You, go away, don't touch my lady."
Zhao Ting was quite embarrassed, so he had to retract his hand.
When the maid helped the young lady up, he saw the young lady frowning.
It must have been a big bump, but why did this face look so familiar?
Zhao Ting slapped his forehead, remembered, pointed at the young lady and said, "Aren't you the young lady who was at Huaqing Palace last night?"
The young lady hadn't spoken yet, but she heard the maid grinning: "Humph, you are such a slut, you are so rude to my young lady.
Why don't you leave quickly, or I will call someone else?"
Seeing that her maid was so fierce, the young lady remembered that the other person didn't mean to knock her down, and the person opposite was actually the same person she met in front of the palace gate last night.
She immediately scolded the maid: "Xiaoju, this young master didn't mean it either." , you must not be rude” Xiao Ju said to Zhao Ting: "Humph, if my lady hadn't let you off a lot, I would have made you look good."
Zhao Ting clasped his fists and bowed: "Boy Zhao Ting, may I ask the lady her name?"
Xiaoju stopped the lady in front of her and stared at Zhao Ting and asked fiercely: "You tried to find out my lady's name and you are a match.
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Isn't Ci'en Temple closed this morning?
How did you get in?"
Zhao Ting smiled and said: "Since you said Ci'en Temple is not open this morning, how did you get in?"
"Of course we can come in, because we are with the family."
Xiao Ju said straightforwardly, but was interrupted by the lady before she could finish her words.
"Xiao Ju, you talk a lot, so why did I tell you?
When you come out with me, you have to talk less and watch more, and you are not allowed to cause trouble."
Xiaoju looked aggrieved: "Miss" But the young lady said to Xiaoju: "Go and see what's going on with the noble man.
When can you go back?
I'm here right now, why don't you leave quickly?"
"oh" After Xiao Ju left, the lady said to Zhao Ting: "Mr.
Zhao, my Xiaoju just offended Mr.
Zhao, please forgive me."
Zhao Ting said hurriedly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, but I bumped into the lady.
I really deserve to die."
The young lady smiled and said to Zhao Ting: "Mr.
Zhao, I have to leave."
Zhao Ting watched the young lady turn and leave.
He felt anxious and shouted: "Miss, you haven't told me your name yet."
The lady raised her right hand, and a silk handkerchief flew out.
It was blown by the wind and floated towards Zhao Ting.
Zhao Ting couldn't help but grab it.
A woman's fragrance rushed into his nostrils, and he felt a wave of relaxation all over his body.
He couldn't help but close his eyes.
Fall into intoxication.
Opening his eyes and looking again, Zhao Ting could not find the figure of the young lady anywhere.
Zhao Ting had to open the silk handkerchief and saw a few winter plums embroidered on the silk handkerchief, and two small characters "Li Shu" embroidered on the lower corner.
"So that lady's name is Li Shu."
Zhao Ting showed a smile, stuffed the silk handkerchief into his arms and walked forward
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