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Chapter 22 Searching for Constant Self


As the twelfth lunar month approaches, the palace naturally becomes leisurely.

Concubine Tong was in charge of the affairs of the Sixth Palace, so as she got older, she became less and less idle.

Taking care of all the chores for the New Year, the rewards in various places, the New Year banquet, and the arrival of the palace family members are all annoying and trivial matters, and each of them is related to the state of the country, so some of them cannot be ignored.

After listening to the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs replying for a long time, I felt that my temples were beating again, and I had a faint headache.

Then he called the palace maid who was close to him: "Move the charcoal basin farther away, the charcoal gas is choking."

The palace maid hurriedly agreed, and the young eunuchs came up to move the charcoal basin.

Someone came back from outside: "Master, Master An is here."

Concubine An was accustomed to come and go, and she was not polite.

She just bent her knees and said: "Greetings to the noble concubine."

Concubine Tong quickly asked someone to help her up, and said: "Sister, please sit down quickly."

Concubine An sat down on the lower bed and saw Tong.

The imperial concubine was leaning on the big pillow, Wearing a home-made Japanese satin and gold robe, with snow-white silver fox fur coming out of the collar and sleeves, it made her face look pale.

She couldn't help but say: "Sister, I still need to take care of myself.

I have seen that I have lost weight again these days." ” Concubine Tong sighed softly and said: "Why don't I want to raise some?

There are thousands of people in the harem, and there won't be dozens of big and small things in the harem.

Long Live the Lord came to see me, and I only said half a word."

When it comes to time, I see one thing going back and forth one after another, and even tell jokes.

It turns out that I'm even busier than him in the court."

Concubine An couldn't help but feel a little sad and said, "The emperor is still thinking about my sister.

He always comes to see her after three or five days."

The palace maid gave her a jade bowl. , Concubine Tong just picked up the silver spoon, took a sip, and then pushed it away.

Concubine An hurriedly said: "This bird's nest is the most nourishing.

Is it better for my sister to bear with it?"

Concubine Tong just shook her head gently.

Seeing the cold-relieving picture on the wall of the kang, Concubine An said: "It's the twenty-nine days."

Come on."

Concubine Tong said, "It's just cold this year.

It snows one after another in September.

The rain has never stopped.

Alas, the days are passing so fast, and it seems that it is the end of the year again.

"I'm afraid Yi Bin is about to give birth," said Concubine Tong.

In the twelfth lunar month, my predecessor, Long Live the Lord, asked me, and I said that I had already sent a suitable person to attend to you. " Concubine An said: "Xiao Qi of Guo Luoluo's family is really the one who is dear to the heart of Lord Long Live.

If I add a little brother to Lord Long Live this time, I don't know how I will be praised in the sky."

Concubine Tong smiled slightly and said : "Although Yi Bin is strong, I see that Long Live Lord still allows her to set the rules."

An Bin had something to say when she entered the door.

Until now, she is just doing leisurely things.

Concubine Tong was startled and said, "I don't know if my sister has heard that the holy bow is against the peace these days."

Concubine Tong was startled and said, "Why didn't I hear the call from the imperial doctor?

What did my sister hear?"

Concubine An's face turned slightly red. , said in a low voice: "I was just thinking wildly, because that day I accidentally heard someone from the minister's room say that Long live the Lord has been calling me for the past twenty days."

Concubine Tong couldn't help but blush slightly.

Although she felt that this matter was indeed unusual, after all, they were both young and it was not easy to talk about the affairs of the house in an old age, so she coughed slightly and picked up some gossip.

In the evening, Concubine Tong went to pay her respects to the Empress Dowager and sat for a while longer than usual.

Just as Yiyi was lying on her knees, telling some interesting stories about the harem to relieve the boredom of the Empress Dowager, the palace maid came in with a smile: "Empress Dowager, Long live the Lord is here."

Concubine Tong quickly stood up.

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Although the emperor took time to look after her every morning and evening, he was still very affectionate when he saw his grandmother.

After greeting her, she stood up and said, "Sit on the kang, it's warm."

She also called Concubine Tong, "Sit down too.

The whole family is closed, so why discuss the rules."

Concubine Tong agreed and sat down sideways.

The Empress Dowager looked at the emperor carefully and said: "It's snowing outside again.

Why don't you ask them to open an umbrella?

Look at the snow on your hat."

The emperor smiled and said: " I was wearing a windbag, but I took it off when I entered the house.

I think they hit it on my hat because of their heavy hands."

The Empress Dowager nodded and said with a smile, "I see you look good these days, it must be because of your heart.

The emperor smiled and said: "My ancestors clearly saw that Tuhai has entered Sichuan.

Zhao Liangdong and Wang Jinbao each went to several cities.

Seeing that Sichuan will be conquered by next spring at the latest, we can go straight to Yunnan and defeat Wu Fan in one fell swoop. ."

The Queen Mother was indeed laughing, with a smile on her face, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

Concubine Tong just smiled and said nothing.

The three of them chatted for a while.

The Queen Mother listened to the sound of wind and snow outside the window getting louder and said: "It's dark, the road is slippery, and I'm tired.

You all should go back, especially Tong Jia." , not in good health, heavy snow and dark sky "Yes, don't get cold."

The emperor and Concubine Tong had already stood up.

Concubine Tong said, "Thank you, the Empress Dowager, for your care.

I came in a warm sedan chair, so it doesn't matter."

They bowed together with the emperor.

Fang quit.

The emperor saw her wearing a fragrant-colored bucket-patterned cloak, standing timidly in the corridor, always feeling overwhelmed by the cold wind.

He was always very polite to his cousin, so he said: "Now that the days are short and you are not in good health, come here earlier to say hello to the Empress Dowager, so as not to go back in the snowy night."

Concubine Tong whispered: "Long live thanks I'm considerate."

There was something in his heart, but he just bowed his head silently.

The emperor asked: "Is there anything I want to say?"

Concubine Tong said: "No."

She whispered: "Long live my Lord, it is my concubine's blessing to cherish it."

When the emperor saw that she refused to say anything, he gave it up and turned around to get into the bright yellow sedan chair. , Concubine Tong watched the eunuchs cheering in front of them and leaving behind the imperial driver, and then got into her sedan chair.

The emperor was a very meticulous person.

When he returned to Qianqing Palace and got off the sedan chair, he asked Li Dequan: "Has Concubine Tong sent anyone today?"

Li Dequan was startled for a moment and said: "No, I just sent a message of respect to Concubine Tong in the palace this morning.

The eunuch on duty in the service room went over to ask."

After hearing this, the emperor already understood a little bit, so he stopped asking and went straight into Xinuan Pavilion.

After changing his clothes and sitting down, he looked up and saw Linlang coming in, and couldn't help but smile.

Seeing his gaze, Linlang's face turned slightly red.

After a moment, she raised her head and met the emperor's eyes.

The emperor looked gentle and asked, "I've been gone for a long time, what are you doing?"

Linlang replied: "Long live the Lord, didn't you say you want to drink lotus seed tea?

I went to ask the imperial waiter to peel the lotus seeds."

The emperor groaned and said, "It's snowing outside again."

He felt that her hand was warm, soft and fragrant, holding it in the palm of his hand. , seeing that there were oranges from Xingong, Guangxi, on the Kang table, he took one and handed it to her.

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Just as Linlang was about to get the silver knife, the emperor casually took out the enamel-embedded gold knife from his waist and gave it to her.

She lowered her head and gently scratched the orange peel.

The emperor only smelled the fragrant orange fragrance, mixed with the familiar faint and elegant fragrance.

His heart couldn't help but swayed, and he chanted in a low voice: "The sword is like water, Wu Yan beats the snow, and the slender finger breaks the new orange."

Only her eyes were visible under the lamp.

Her cheeks were flushed and she was drunk, her bright eyes were looking forward, and her eyes were watering.

After a long time, Fang replied in a low voice: "It's already the third watch on the city.

The horses are slippery and frosty, so it's better to leave.

There are only a few people walking."

The emperor chuckled softly and couldn't help but take her into his arms, because there was a kang in the warm pavilion, and he was only wearing a silver mouse short coat with small sleeves to cover his chest.

The emperor only felt that his slender waist was not full, and the soft fragrance of soft jade hit people, and it was warm and intoxicating.

He whispered: "I am much blessed than that Zhao Guan's family."

Her face turned red and she did not answer.

The emperor could only hear the north wind screaming outside the window, and the window sash squeaking slightly.

Hearing her shortness of breath, her heart was beating wildly, and her temple hair was soft and soft against his face, as if she just wanted to cuddle up like this for a long, long time.

Linlang listened to the faint sound of charcoal fire burning inside the smoke cage, the warmth of the emperor's arms, and the scent of ambergris on the sleeves of the royal robe, and her heart gradually calmed down.

The emperor whispered: "The palace always refuses to let people be clean.

When the seal is sealed next year, we will go to Nanyuan."

The voice became lower and lower, and gradually became like a whisper, and the warm breath swirled under her ears. , light, itchy and crispy.

There are dozens of red candles on the candlestick beside me, shining brightly, reflecting the spring in the whole room.

It wasn't until Ding Mao in December that the grand driver left Yongding Gate and went to the palace in Nanyuan.

This day was an extremely rare sunny day.

A red sun reflected the snow on the roadside, giving off a dazzling layer of pale gold.

The yellow curtains on both sides of the official road were soaked by the frost and had already become frozen solid.

The retinue of officials and the troops of the third battalion gathered around 16 people in a light-stepping chariot painted with wood and painted red.

They walked slowly, listening to the morning wind blowing the flags, umbrellas and umbrellas between the ranks.

Po Erpen led the minister's errands and followed closely behind the imperial chariot on horseback.

Suddenly, the emperor lifted the curtain from the public window and waved, but it was towards Nalan Rongruo.

Nalan hurriedly approached the horse, but the emperor pondered for a moment and ordered him: "Go and take care of the car behind."

Nalan received the order, hurriedly turned his horse's head and rode towards the back of the procession.

Behind him was the mule cart ridden by the palace family members.

Nalan saw that it was a cart with blue and red lacquer wheels used by the palace servants, and there were no concubines or concubines accompanying him.

Although he felt strange about the carriage he was driving, Emperor Baba sent him over, so he had no choice but to rein in his horse and follow leisurely to the side of the convoy.

Due to the sunny and warm weather, the snow on the road began to melt gradually, making it very difficult to walk.

Only dirty snow and mud could be seen splashing under the hooves of the horses.

Although the imperial driver moved slowly, the mule cart could not move very fast.

Nalan followed without hesitation and couldn't help but be stunned.

Just at this time, there was a deep hole in the road, which had been filled with loess.

However, a large group of people trampled through it.

The snow melted.

The mule cart passed by and Zhu Lun got stuck on one side of the car.

The eunuch driving the cart kept shouting. , the mules and horses tried their best several times, but the cart failed to get up.

Nalan hurriedly dismounted and called the soldiers in his entourage to help push the cart.

More than a dozen people easily helped the mule cart up.

Nalan felt relieved and turned around to wait for the stirrup to mount the horse.

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Suddenly, the wind blew by and blew the curtains of the mule cart.

There was a faint fragrance, but it was haunting and will never be forgotten. familiar.

My heart was horrified, and I turned around suddenly, staring blankly at the curtain of the mule carriage, as if I wanted to see through the thick green felt

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