The Nanyuan area is cramped and cannot be compared to the palace.
The first priority is to garrison and defend the pass.
Fortunately, the Fengtai camp is close at hand, and the soldiers from the imperial camp are stationed there.
The Eight Banners of the Forbidden Brigade from the Fengtai camp are mobilized from the periphery.
The Minister of the Pall Basin Territory encountered such an errand soon after taking office.
It was inevitable that everything was done in a hurry.
Nalan was often with the guards, knew the defenses in between, and helped out a little, but everything was well arranged.
The weather was gloomy that day, and after noon it started to fall with snowdrops, like salt and pepper and fine powder, scattered here and there.
Po'erpen personally led people to inspect the customs defense.
When he returned to his room, he found a pair of deerskin oil boots that had already become wet, and his feet were clammy and bone-chilling.
Goshiha, who was waiting for him, came up and took off his boots for him, and then moved the charcoal basin over.
He said: "Sir, there is no foot stove in the room, so you have to make do with it."
Pall basin felt that the cotton socks were soaked and stuck to the meat, so he stretched out his feet to let the charcoal fire bake, and the warmth gradually relieved him.
Come.
Suddenly, the cotton curtain was raised, and someone came in.
It was the commander of the royal guards from the main hall of the Nangong Palace.
He was wearing a wet oil coat and cloak, his face was white and red from the cold, and he looked panicked.
Said: "My lord, something happened."
Po'erpen's heart sank and he quickly asked: "What's wrong?"
The commander glanced at Geshiha behind him.
Po'erpen said: "It doesn't matter, this is my confidant."
The commander was still pondering.
Po'erpen could only wave his hand and ordered Nageshha to retreat.
The commander spoke with a hint of panic in his tone, Said: "Your Majesty, the Emperor is missing."
Po'erpen felt like five thunders were hitting his head, and he was extremely frightened.
He blurted out: "How come the emperor is missing?"
The Nanyuan Palace, although not as good as the Forbidden City, still has three floors inside and three floors outside.
It is watertight and as dense as an iron bucket.
As for the emperor, there are always dozens of eunuchs, eunuchs and maids around him.
Even when he comes and goes in the palace, there are still dozens of people accompanying him to serve him.
There is no way he can say "missing".
I only heard the commander say: "The emperor wanted to enjoy the snow.
He left the main palace and walked towards Haizi.
He also called for the horses to be prepared.
Eunuch Li originally said that he would send the imperial guards to wait on him, but the emperor just said no and refused to let anyone follow him. , I rode a horse up Haizi, but I didn’t see him back after almost an hour.
Eunuch Li is already going crazy with anxiety.”
Po'erpen was shocked and anxious, and said: "Why don't you send someone to look for it?"
The commander said: "All the guards of Nangong have been sent out.
There is no news at this time.
I feel it is inappropriate, so I rushed over to report it.
Sir."
Po Erpen knew that he was afraid of taking responsibility, but this responsibility is really heavy.
Not to mention himself, I am afraid that even the minister in charge of defense and the minister of bodyguards would not be able to take it on.
He just said: "Quickly call Luan Yiwei and the people from Shangyu's backup office to look for it."
He also hurriedly walked out, and suddenly heard Nagoshiha chasing after him and shouting: "My lord, my lord's boots."
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Then I felt the coldness under my feet.
It turned out that he stepped on the blue brick floor with his bare socks.
He took the boots and put them on his feet with worry, and told Nagoshha: "Go and report to Mr.
Suo.
He said that there is something urgent in the line.
Please come quickly."
The eunuchs who were the emperor's personal attendants were standing guard of honor at the edge of Haizi.
The north wind was blowing hard from the ice, and it hit the face with snow particles, choking people's eyes to tears.
Groups of guards were being sent out, and Po Erpen calmed down and comforted the anxious Li Dequan: "Manager Li, this is the palace, surrounded by palace walls.
Outside there are the forward camp, the guard camp, and the firearms camp.
We are stationed inside, and there are imperial guards accompanying us.
Outsiders cannot come in, and we can always find the emperor."
Although he said this, he felt uneasy in his heart, and it seemed more like he was trying to comfort himself.
He added: "The garden is a big place.
Although there are patrols in the woods on all sides, how can we ask the emperor to ride away alone?"
He couldn't help but feel a hint of complaint in his words.
Li Dequan gave a bitter laugh, and after a long while, he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Long live the Lord is not a person - but he is almost the same."
Pall Pen confused him and asked: "Is there someone following you?"
Li Dequan nodded and kept silent.
Po'erpen became more and more confused.
Just as he was about to ask for a clear answer, he suddenly heard the faint ringing of luan bells in the distance, and the sound of a horse's hoofbeats in reply, signaling the return of the reins.
In the falling snow, I saw that the white horse was very tall and majestic, and it was the emperor's mount.
As we got closer, we could see clearly that the person on the horse was wrapped in a sable cloak, and the wind blew up the bright yellow silk lining.
Pall basin saw the bright yellow color that the royal robe had been used for in the distance.
He breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his face.
In the snow water, it was clear that the two of them were riding together.
The person in front was wrapped in the emperor's cloak, and the silver fox wind covered most of his face.
Looking at the petite figure, he looked like a woman.
The emperor only wore crimson arrow sleeves, with bright yellow horse hoof sleeves turned up on his wrists, which looked very energetic.
Everyone was busy saluting, and the emperor said with a smile: "The horse got excited, so he went a little further.
I was afraid that you would panic and come back from the south corner.
Look at this battle.
I think I have asked you to mobilize the troops again.
Get up.
Bar."
Someone had already come up to pull the bridle.
The emperor turned over and dismounted, turned around and stretched out his arms.
The woman on the horse was so light that he almost asked him to gently lift her, and then Pingping Tingting stood on the ground.
Po'erpenfang stood up to thank everyone.
He expected that this person was a concubine in the harem.
He should have avoided it, but he was caught off guard and did not dare to raise his head when he met her.
He quickly called Qian Qian and said, "I'm here to say hello to my master."
The woman turned her body to one side in a hurry and took a step back instead of being disrespectful.
The emperor ignored him and looked up to see Nalan standing in the distance, his face as pale as the snow on the house, without a trace of blood.
The emperor smiled again, motioned for him to come closer, and said: "It's not mine today, so you don't have to be so scared.
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This is in the garden, can I still get lost?"
Nalan said: "I did not protect you well, please punish me."
The emperor saw him wearing the green oil coat of a guard, standing with his hands lowered according to the rules.
His voice was trembling slightly.
He didn't know whether it was the cold weather or because he was worried just now. this Huizi Panxia was particularly afraid that the emperor was happy, so he didn't think too much about it.
He just smiled and said: "I already know that it's wrong.
Why don't you still refuse to let me go leniently?"
The eunuch had already reported: "Long live Lord, Lord Suo."
Give me the sign to meet you."
The emperor frowned slightly, then immediately smiled: "This time I really have to bear it.
Suo'etu must give advice again, why can't a son of a rich man sit down in the hall, a son of a hundred gold can't ride on a scale, and a holy master can't ride on it?
"Danger brings good fortune."
Nalan listened to it in a trance and memorized it since he was a child.
The emperor was very familiar with the sentences in historical records.
At this time, when the emperor spoke them, each word seemed like thunder in the summer, and the sound of thunder exploded in his ears, but he had no idea what the meaning of those words was when the wind carried them.
The sleet of snow slapped my face, which only caused a numb sting.
The emperor summoned Suo'etu in the main hall of the Nangong Palace.
Suo'etu made a formal greeting and, as expected, said without even saying a few words: "Your Majesty, the emperor of thousands of chariots, is concerned about the safety of the country."
Yuan Ang said: "The son of a rich man is sitting here."
If you don't hang down in the hall, the son of a hundred gold will not ride on the balance, and the holy master will not take advantage of the danger but take advantage of it."
Seeing that his guess was correct, the emperor couldn't help but smile.
He was in a good mood, and he actually said a few perfunctory words to this important minister, because he was the minister on duty.
He also asked for news from the capital.
All the government offices in the capital had already sealed their seals and did not do any errands.
There was nothing wrong with Santan in the next year.
Important things.
After Suo'etu knelt down and retired, the emperor got up and returned to Xinuang Pavilion.
Linlang was sitting on the small table in front of the kang, tying strings with beads, but her expression was a bit dazed and restless, and she didn't even notice the emperor coming in.
Suddenly she saw the bright yellow sleeves fluttering diagonally on her waist, and the emperor's voice was very pleasant: "What are you calling this for?"
But she was startled, and she quickly stood up and shouted: "Long live the Lord!"
"The emperor shook her hand and asked: " "Why are your hands so cold?
Did you just catch a cold?"
She shook her head slightly and whispered: "Linlang is regretting-" her tone froze for a moment, and then she said sadly: "I shouldn't have asked Long Live Master to take me to ride a horse.
The ministers are worried."
The emperor hesitated and said: "I want to take you there, and I don't blame you.
Just now Suo'etu quoted the history book, and here you are again - the last master of the third generation had a sweetheart, and now he wants to ride in the same chariot, but there is no similarity.
It’s as if the Queen Mother is ancient There is Fan Ji, and now there is Ban Jieyu.
Let me add one more sentence: Now there is Linlang of the Wei family."
Her smile was fleeting, and she whispered: "Long live the Lord, you will not be able to win Linlang's blessings, and how can you become an emperor in time?
Your Majesty, just in case" The emperor couldn't help but smile and said: "Although it is flattery, it actually makes people feel comfortable.
I'm just curious about how many skills you have hidden.
You have even read the Classics and History.
At first, you deceived me and made me think that you were not good at it.
Literary."
Linlang's face turned slightly red and she lowered her head and said, "No.
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Dare to deceive the Lord Long Live, but it is a virtue for a woman to have no talent, and Emperor Taizong's ancestral teachings prohibit the palace people from being literate."
The emperor was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed softly: "There are many illiterate people in the sixth palace.
Sometimes when I come back I’m exhausted and I want to tell a joke, but they may not understand it.”
Linlang saw that his eyes were gentle, and the pupils in his eyes were so dark that she could almost see her own reflection, as if she was looking straight into people's hearts.
My heart was like a double mesh, knotted and entangled, and I didn't dare to look at him again.
He turned away, his heart pounding.
The emperor held her hand, but slowly he squeezed it tighter, getting closer.
There was a faint fragrance of dragon's birth in the emperor's sleeves, which made her slightly dizzy, as if she couldn't breathe.
The distance was too close, and when she looked up she could only see the outline of his stern face, but there was something intricate between his brows that she didn't understand, and she didn't want to think about it.
Because of this, the emperor's voice seemed to come from deep in his chest: "The first time I saw you, you stood in the water and sang.
The moonlight that night was so good, shining on the new reed leaves on all sides of the river bank - just It's like a dream.
When I was very young, my grandma would sing me a car song to lull me to sleep, and I would fall asleep while singing. , so I always felt that I had only heard that song in my dream."
She couldn't say a word, and the corners of her lips trembled slightly, but he held her tighter: "I have been thinking about you these days.
Give birth to a child for me and sing him songs to sleep every day.
He will definitely be the most blessed child in the world."
Linlang's thoughts were rolling in her heart.
When she heard him speak in a low voice, the tears rolled back and forth in her eyes, threatening to burst out of her eyes.
She buried her face in the lapel of his chest, which was originally embroidered with a coiled dragon pattern with gold thread.
Looking through the blurred tears, the royal bright yellow, the ferocious dragon head, and the black dragon eyes all became hazy.
Cold tears.
Wei could hear the heartbeat in his chest, pounding steadily into her ears.
Thousands of words can be said in one moment, and I don't know whether they are sad or happy, bitter or sweet, annoyed or hateful, surprised or painful.
In the deepest part of my heart, the most irrepressible and endless sorrow emerged.
My heart is pounding, my thoughts are running wildly, I wish my body was like powder, it is better than the torment I am going through now.
The emperor also said nothing and remained motionless for a long time, his face pressed against her temples.
After a long time, Fang said: "You didn't finish singing that day, so sing it again from the beginning today."
She was choked with sobs and struggled to even out her breath.
The ambergris on the emperor's body, mixed with the slight smell of leather unique to sable, and the lily incense burning in the incense cage behind her, mixed together and made people gradually addicted.
The nails on his palms dug deep marks, which hurt a little, and he slowly loosened them.
After a long time, Fang softly sang: "Youyouza, Babuza, the wolf is coming, the tiger is coming, the sloppy jump over the wall."
Come here.
Yoyoza, Babuza, little brother, go to bed quickly, Ama is going to fight horses, Da Hua Lingzi, Er Hua Lingzi, the credit belongs to you and me.
Little brother, go to sleep now.
The credit belongs to you and me.
Youyouza, Babuza, Xiaoyehao, Xiaoyehao, Xihao and Meng Chun must have more hos.
Yoyoza, Babuza, little brother, go to sleep.
Yoyoza, Babuza, little brother, go to sleep."
Her voice was clear and soft, and she whispered in the palace.
The north wind outside the window was roaring, and the snowflakes were flying.
However, the snow was falling more and more tightly, like countless snow curtains, covering the heaven and earth
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