At this moment, Huazhu was passing by the corridor, and Linlang took the opportunity to say to Li Dequan: "If you have no other instructions, I will go back."
Seeing Li Dequan nodding, Linlang greeted Huazhu, and they went back to the straight room side by side.
Go inside.
Huazhu always talked a lot, and he said along the way: "Today I can see that I have become the master.
I went out from Jinghe Gate and happened to meet her.
I greeted her, and she was very polite and told me a few words.
In a word, become a master.
She is really beautiful.
In my opinion, she is more demure than Master Yi."
Seeing Linlang frown slightly, he imitated Linlang's tone and said, "Why are you talking about Master behind your back?"
After that, he stuck out his tongue at Linlang. .
Linlang made her smile and said, "You know the rules, but you still talk nonsense.
It would be bad if others heard it."
Huazhu said, "You are not the other person."
Linlang said, "You are used to talking.
"If someone says it smoothly, wouldn't it cause trouble?"
Huazhu said with a smile, "You, Zhuge Wuhou has always been cautious in his life."
Linlang let out a sigh and said, "Where did you learn this elegant sentence?"
Huazhu said, "Have you forgotten, it was not what Long Live the Lord said yesterday."
Linlang couldn't help but look at the main hall, where the door hung heavily.
The bamboo curtain is covered with a yellow silk lintel, and only the eunuch on duty in front of the emperor can be vaguely seen, standing motionless in the hall like a puppet.
Due to the serious earthquake disaster, the August Festival in the palace was also hasty.
As usual, the emperor gave a banquet to the master of Nan Study and a group of literary attendants.
There were only a few maids and eunuchs left in the Qianqing Palace, which seemed deserted.
There are rules in the kitchen.
In addition to the snacks and fruits in the evening, there are also moon cakes in particular.
He had fun painting beads, and after eating snacks, he took Linlang to the courtyard to admire the moon.
He just said: "You usually like the moon and snow, but why don't you look at the moon when it's so beautiful today?"
Linlang looked up and saw a full moon in the sky, with a few thin wisps of light clouds.
The moon was cold and shone on the ground like water.
I saw the glazed tiles of the Qianqing Palace under the moonlight, sparkling like mercury.
In front of the corridor are all new tribute osmanthus trees, planted in giant vats.
The osmanthus is in its early buds, and the fragrance hits people from afar.
Under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees are whirling, creating a picturesque outline.
The wind was light and cold that night, but it made people shiver slightly.
This scene seemed vaguely like I had seen it in a dream.
The bamboo shadows under the window swayed, and the faint fragrance of osmanthus penetrated into the window drawer.
I moved my pen and ink, looked back at the figure at the foot of the stairs and smiled.
On the Mid-Autumn Night, the fourteenth cold rhyme couplet was when the bright moon was there, and the colorful clouds returned.
Suddenly I heard Huazhu say: "Today, the young man from the imperial dining room came, and I heard him say a rare thing - do you remember Cui Jun, the delicate and gentle one?
He said he had a purpose.
He actually proposed her to be married to Master Mingzhu’s eldest son.”
Linlang originally broke a sprig of sweet-scented osmanthus in her hand, but unknowingly she let go and the flower fell on the green brick ground.
Huazhu said: "After all, she is my wife.
Although she has not let go of her real duties, she has a title.
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Long live the Lord granted her marriage.
That is really a great honor.
Although Master Mingzhu is a minister of the court, she married In the past, I was afraid that I would not dare to slight her daughter-in-law who was married by marriage. " She spoke one sentence after another, and Linlang felt that the voice was far away from her, floating, and suddenly very close, so close that it seemed to be shouting in her ears.
But the sky was getting higher and higher, and the moonlight felt cold, like the tip of a knife, tearing people apart.
I couldn't hear what Huazhu was saying at all, I could only see her lips moving, talking happily to herself.
There was wind from all sides, blowing coldly on my body.
It only raised the corners of my clothes, but my body was trembling slightly in the wind.
Huazhu chatted for a long time, then he felt something was wrong with her face.
He shook her hand and said in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?
Your hands are so cold."
After saying it twice, Linlang seemed to have come back to her senses.
Yes, he just said: "The wind is so cold."
Huazhu said: "You need to add some clothes.
It's windy and cold at night.
Let's go back quickly."
After returning to the house, he added a piece of snow-green long-leg armor.
After packing it up, he vaguely heard the distant claps outside.
It was Yu Jia.
The secret code to return to Qianqing Palace.
Both of them were on errands and went out to the temple.
The eunuchs accompanying him came in surrounded by the emperor.
Except for the eunuchs, everyone else retreated outside the palace.
Li Dequan turned around and saw Linlang, and said to her: "Long live the wine today, go and make some tea."
Linlang agreed and came back after walking for a long time.
The emperor was changing his clothes and saw that the tea bowl was not for daily use, but it was It is a powdered tea cup with white bamboo silk patterns, containing maple dew tea.
The maple dew tea is maple dew tea.
The method of making maple dew is to take the young leaves of fragrant maple, steam them in a steamer, and drip the dew.
Add maple dew into the tea soup to make maple dew tea.
The emperor glanced at her and asked: "How did you find such a thing now?"
Linlang looked panicked and said: "This slave only thought that this tea would look good with this Ding kiln lamp.
I was negligent and forgot the taboo.
Long live the invitation."
"I will punish you."
This Ding kiln tea cup was originally a pair, but she broke the other one in front of the emperor last time.
According to the rules, the broken cup in this order cannot be used again.
The emperor remembered that she had spilled the tea last time, and her face was also so frightened.
Now she was holding the tea tray.
Because she had made another mistake, there was only pure fear in her eyes.
Her green sleeves seemed to be trembling slightly, under the lamp.
The bright light showed an old burn like a crescent moon on Xue Baihao's wrist.
The emperor took the tea, took a sip, put it down and said: "This tea needs to be served three or four times before it is excellent.
It is better to change it to Ganhe tea."
Linlang said "Surely"笸馊ァ; the real 銬醯米crumbs霜志普猓憬心畕chlorine skeleton ヅ "鋈Let the inflammation always collapse the chlorine wren's hissing and scratching the 鋈ィ怶饶饷鑹斤拷 stained barium capsule The slut is swollen, the bald slender, the slender slut, the slut, the slut, the slut, the slut, the slut, the slut, the slut, the slut, the slut, the slut, the slut, the slut, the slut, the slut.
The narrow tolerance is the real 琮lican 耂愠falcon chu Wan chlorine μ 嫠 鹆 evil cherry suffers from the sharp beak and the pan hopes e.
It's hard to print the poems in the middle of the blink of an eye; it's hard to print.
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There was candlelight in the study, but a bright gauze curtain was placed outside.
The light was so dizzy that the moonlight under the window lost its splendor.
Nalan sat silently in front of the pear blossom desk.
The eldest girl Niguan brought tea and asked with a smile: "I am very happy today.
If you are so happy, you must have poems.
I will grind the ink for you."
The eighteen inkstones presented by the governor of Anhui were filled with smoked ink and contained in a goose-yellow box.
He picked up a piece with his ten fingers and moved it gently with his bare hands to remove the cover.
It's new ink, it's been polished improperly, and it rustles against the inkstone hall.
However, his eyes only focused on the ink, saying nothing.
It seemed that people were like that Hui ink, wearing away every minute.
Thick black and bright ink gradually spread in the inkstone hall.
Finally, I held the pen in my hand, but I couldn't help but my wrist trembled slightly.
A drop of ink fell on the snow-white rice paper, black and white, irreversible.
He reached out and put the pen back on the pen holder, then suddenly reached out and pulled the paper, tearing it into pieces.
Niguan was so frightened that he fell silent, but saw him slowly lowering his hand, letting the scraps of paper fall to the ground, and then slowly unfolded another piece of paper, licked his pen and wrote a few words.
Not long after Niguan entered the house, he was originally the person who was standing in front of Mrs.
Nalan.
Because she knew a few words, Mrs.
Nalan specifically pointed her to come over to serve Rongruo Bimo.
At this moment, he could only hold his breath.
When Nalan finished writing, he threw away the pen.
Niguan looked at the paper, but it was written with the words "The lightning is rushing, the person is born with a bad life, and there are tears like a flood.
It's just a joke, but it's always boring in the end.
I want to express my hatred for many years, but I have finished my words, and I have never regretted it."
Disappear.
Who can control the sadness of the day?
The past is far away, and the moon is in front of the window.
A few empty photos brought me to my soul.
Old love and new dreams.
It was the best time to burn the lamp, and the wine warmed the grapes.
It was desolate, and there were five green jade branches floating in the wind and rain.
"She didn't know many words.
The words I know are scattered in front of my eyes.
The tears of my life, the melancholy of the past, the moon in front of the window is desolate.
I just feel uneasy in my heart, thinking that my uncle is so noble and won the unique honor today.
A decree came from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the emperor actually ordered the marriage.
Everyone in the family was very happy.
On the occasion of the Eighth Moon Festival, lanterns were decorated and a banquet was held for relatives and relatives.
Even the normally solemn and polite man smiled and said, "God is so kind, God is so kind."
She didn't dare to speak carelessly and only asked: "Uncle, do you still want to write?"
Nalan said calmly: "No more writing.
You ask them to light the lamp, and I will go back to the room."
The girl lit a lantern and lit it in front of her.
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At that time, the moonlight was like a wash, and the flowers and trees in the courtyard were sparse, and she could clearly see the moonlight.
He wanted to ask the girl to blow out the lantern, but he was just too lazy to say anything.
After passing through the Moon Cave Gate, I suddenly looked up and saw green bamboos on the wall, with the wind blowing like rain.
Faintly I could hear the melodious sound of silk and bamboo playing across the courtyard.
The girl said: "It's the second master over there.
He invited the princes in the study to have a banquet.
I heard that he is still writing poetry couplets."
He looked up speechlessly, only to see the bright moon in the sky, and the ice wheel like a mirror.
Looking at his faint lone shadow, it is infinitely desolate
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