Chang Anqing

Chapter 81
Tonight's calyx Xianghuilou is in full bloom. As soon as night falls, the icy first quarter moon is already hanging leisurely in the heavy night, only the bright Chang Geng star managed to share a bit of brilliance. On the palace lantern with pictures of ladies painted on Babao glazed glass, the tassel under the lamp swayed due to the occasional autumn wind, and the mottled light fell on the floor tiles and brick walls, leaving a gentle and ethereal shadow like flower spikes.

When Li Sui supported the well-dressed Empress Yang under the double-storey corridor on the third floor, she saw the thick fog like frost on the waft of smoke outside the building, which made it seem like a dream.

"His Royal Highness is here—"

Following the announcement from the singing and the official, Li Sui and Baoying carefully helped Empress Yang to enter the room, and the brightly lit hall suddenly became solemn and respectful.

Empress Yang was as gentle and generous as always, and when everyone bent down, they heard her softly say: "Everyone, please get up."

After Li Sui helped Empress Yang to sit down, stroking her raised pregnant belly, everyone returned to their seats. Because of the different family banquets today, there were still a number of Turkic envoys coming, so Empress Yang nodded acquiesced and looked at them. After Li Sui and Baoying quietly retired, they went to the seats where the Yang family and the Li family were.

Taking advantage of this interval, Li Sui took a sip of chrysanthemum, and silently glanced at the magnificent but not dignified interior decoration of the palace, and knew that for today, Shangguan Zhaoyi had to give up a lot of thought, which not only showed the majesty of the dynasty, It is also very suitable for the temperament and preferences of the emperor and the elder sister, and the seven orifices between them are exquisite.

Listening to the jokes and conversations of the people around, Li Sui's eyes fell on the position on the left. Today's Shangguan Zhaoyi dressed up differently, with apricot and yellow filigree embroidered auspicious clouds, wide-sleeved shorts, and deep red underneath. The sixteen pictures of Hundred Birds dancing on the floor in spring, although there is some distance in the middle, but Li Sui can still see that the Hundred Birds on the skirt are alive and well, and the craftsmanship is extraordinary. Just got this one.

Compared with the gentle and dignified Empress Yang on the inside and the heroic appearance on the inside, Shangguan Zhaoyi is more plump and charming at this moment. Her snow-white skin is covered in a pale ochre and flower pattern, and she wears a red gold twisted silk bracelet. On his wrist, he put on another red and gold shawl. It really looks like a little fatter, and a little less is thin. It is a beauty with a frosty and snowy wrist, which compares the concubines below. go down.

It seems that he sensed his gaze. The opposite Shangguan Zhaoyi and Li Sui suddenly met each other's eyes, and a misty smile appeared in Yingyingshui's eyes. Softly gestured.

Li Sui was neither alarmed nor arrogant at Shangguan Zhaoyi's gesture, but he raised his glass and drank it slowly and quickly, and then withdrew his gaze.

At this moment, the inner officials sang harmony again, wearing a crown of Yishan, wearing a red-yellow plate collar embroidered dragon tunic, a nine-ring belt on the waist, and the six-heeled boots on the feet of the Yuancheng Emperor, who was wearing a dark purple robe and a red gold waist. He brought Yang Chongyuan in, and in comparison, Emperor Yuancheng was young and handsome, and Yang Chongyuan was steady and dignified, which made people feel grateful. If such a monarch and ministers lived in harmony, today's Dazhou might be a different situation.

When Emperor Yuancheng humbly saw Yang Chongyuan take his seat, he naturally sat down, and then the Turkic envoys who accompanied Princess Pengcheng to Chang'an this time followed the call and entered.

Under the curious eyes of everyone, the princess Pengcheng, who had been in Turkic for many years, finally walked in. Compared with Empress Yang's heavy-handedness and Shangguan Zhaoyi's charm, the Tianjia princess in front of her was more quiet. Perhaps Missing her homeland, or doing as the locals do, Princess Pengcheng does not wear Turkic women's clothing today, but wears the red-red, Tan-collared palace thin skirt that is popular among Chang'an women. The cinnabar roses on her forehead make her more quiet and mysterious a few points.

The noble Princess of Zhou, or Ke He Dun, who enjoys supreme power in the Turks, does not look like a peerless beauty in the eyes of the world, but has her own demeanor. Such demeanor is neither pretentious nor superficial. , It seems to be engraved in the bones, and the pride of the royal family and nobles flows in the blood, and it still adds a bit of a different style to her.

The other man who accompanied him into the temple looked like he was standing there. He was tall and tall, with a high nose and deep eyes. His eyes were bright. Compared with the people in Chang'an, his skin was fairer, but he didn't feel soft and beautiful. Cheerful air.

With the rustling discussion in the hall, Li Sui glanced at it and saw the surprise in the eyes of everyone, especially the girls, and knew that this Zheli Khan in front of him, with his extraordinary appearance, had broken the Chang'an men's and women's feelings towards the Turks. Consistent view.

It turned out that the Turks were not all rude and brutal, and there were also such beautiful men like a crescent moon in the desert.

"His Majesty--"

Seeing that Princess Pengcheng was about to salute, Emperor Yuancheng, who was seated, raised his hands and said respectfully, "Sister and Khan don't need to be more polite, just sit down quickly."

Seeing Emperor Yuancheng like this, Princess Pengcheng finally showed a bit of intimacy in her eyes, and she took her seat with the help of the maid.

"The eldest princess has been friendly with the Turks from generation to generation for me. It has been more than [-] years since I joined the Turks. It is a blessing for me to return to the province today. I will honor the princess Pengcheng for this first cup."

Seeing the seriousness written in Emperor Yuancheng's eyes on the seat, everyone couldn't help being awe-inspiring, and they all picked up the wine cups in front of them and drank a cup away from Princess Pengcheng.

At this moment, she suddenly returned to Chang'an, back to the homeland where she was fascinated by dreams, looking at the familiar but unfamiliar palace, and the few relatives in front of her, tears gradually appeared in Princess Pengcheng's eyes, but her lips were soaked. With a satisfied smile, he drank it almost without hesitation.

"This second cup, I respect the Khan of Zheli, who came from afar, and all the envoys, the people of the Great Peripheral and Turkic borders can enjoy peace in peace, all relying on your hard work, I hope that the Khan will repair my dynasty forever. It was conveyed to the great Turkic Khan, for the benefit of all generations."

When he received the emperor's glass of wine, the Khan Xieli was not surprised. At this moment, he raised the glass in one hand and held the cup in the other, and responded with a sonorous voice without being arrogant or humble: "Your majesty's intention is also my greatness. The heart of the Khan, now that the people of the Zhou Dynasty and the people of the Turks have a good business relationship, and both the Zhou Dynasty and the Turks have a lot of benefits. When I return to the Turks, I will return the wish of Your Majesty to the Great Khan, so as to ensure that the people of the two dynasties share peace. "

When the second cup was exhausted, Emperor Yuancheng ordered someone to pour the third cup of wine again, but in the eyes of everyone, they turned to Yang Chongyuan, who was not far from his side, and he couldn't hide his reliance in his words.

"The third cup, I respect the Taiwei, the Taiwei has always been vigilant and diligent in governance. Every time I think of it, I feel that the Taiwei is the humerus of my dynasty, the backbone of the country, and the great Zhou has achieved peace and prosperity today, all relying on the achievements of the Taiwei. I am very grateful, and I only express my feelings with Beaujolais.”

Hearing that Emperor Yuancheng was humble and enshrined Yang Chongyuan to himself, the expressions of everyone present changed. If the words "chaoqianxiti" and "governance with great effort" were used for emperors, they would not be aware of them, but at this moment they came from the mouth of the emperor. Falling on Yang Chongyuan, the auxiliary minister, the strangeness of this is really incomprehensible.

At this moment, Empress Yang, who was sitting next to Emperor Yuancheng, gradually frowned, as if she had all kinds of worries, but it finally melted under her tightly pursed lips. Only by holding a pair of hands under her gorgeous sleeves, she could barely suppress her heart. Bursts of distress and entanglement.

Li Sui saw all of this in her eyes and kept it deep in her heart. She knew that Empress Yang's position was more embarrassing and difficult than hers, and all of this stemmed from their seemingly noble and enviable background, even if she had the heart, Nothing can be done, because these are already doomed.

Compared with Empress Yang's sufferings, it is more appropriate for those who stand in the Yang family's faction to be arrogant and proud, while the courtiers sitting behind the Shangguan family are very secretive, and their faces can't be said to be good, but they have to be good.

Du Du Li Sui saw her father, Li Zhang, sitting there at the moment. He was clearly integrated into it, but it made her feel detached. She didn't care about the atmosphere at the moment. Instead, she remained silent, which made Li Sui faintly feel something different.

It seems that he noticed Li Sui's gaze. Li Zhang, who was serving the wine, saw the little girl Zhenjing's eyes, and immediately brushed away a kind and gentle smile, which seemed to comfort and reassure her, nodding lightly, Li Sui immediately understood his father. Which means, but also back to a smile.

When she turned to look at the position of the head of the important officials, Yang Chongyuan, who was sitting there to receive everyone's attention, did not change his expression in the slightest. He was still as steady as Mount Tai. In the silence, his eyes were sharp and deep, but he casually raised his face in front of him. Only then did the wine cup speak slowly, and the words seemed to be respectful and humble, and the slightly raised curvature of the lower jaw had already indicated everything.

"Your Majesty's words are serious. Since I was appointed, I have been sighing in the night, and I dare not slack at all, lest I will bear the grace of becoming an ancestor and an earlier emperor. I will do my best to repay the favor of the emperor in this life. That's it."

When the three cups of wine were exhausted, at the signal of Shangguan Zhaoyi, the song and dance began to play, just to disperse the delicate atmosphere of monarch and minister in the hall.

At the end of the usual and flawless "Taiping Le", the lights outside the building suddenly went out one by one. When everyone was surprised, a burst of enthusiastic drums caught everyone's attention. Bright and dazzling, a group of Turkic women dressed in dan-orange dance clothes with pearls, jade and silver pieces filed in. The women were all slender and tall, and their exposed waists were as enchanting and agile as spirit snakes. Seeing this, the Da Zhou woman couldn't help blushing slightly, but she couldn't help but appreciate it carefully.

Faintly, Li Sui saw An Ran's arc floating on Princess Pengcheng's lips.The next moment, a woman dressed in a fiery red dress like the sun in the desert leaped into the hall. Compared with other Turkic women, the red-clothed girl in front of her was more youthful and wanton, and her appearance was more beautiful and moving. At this moment, her slender body was wrapped in In the dance dress embellished with gems and pearls, Manman's small waist is covered by dangling gold tassel pieces, looming, and her beautiful black hair is twisted into delicate braids, decorated with red ribbons and bright colorful feathers, and her face is full of pride. Laughing, walking lightly and vigorously, dancing softly with firmness, stepping on the crisp and powerful drum beats, turning faster and faster, and turning his waist more and more softly, it seems to have become the focus of the hall, enough to attract many men present.

(End of this chapter)