Song Dynasty female artist

The appearance of Zhao Yunliang attracted everyone's attention.

Gu Qingjue, as the champion of the new department, was given the official position of privy secretary, and he happened to be on the last train to go to the court together with officials such as the Secretary and the Young Supervisor, the Ministry of Interior and Guest, and the Yanfu Palace Envoy.

Gu Qingjue, dressed in a green official robe, watched Zhao Yunliang pass by him holding an umbrella.

Looking at the umbrella in Zhao Yunliang's hand, Gu Qingjue narrowed his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, this umbrella was the yin-yang umbrella that Yang Junyou saw when he took him and Yixin to Lingbao Pavilion.

I heard Yixin said that with this yin and yang umbrella, under the protection of this umbrella, ordinary living people can go to the underworld for a while, and even the ten kings of Hades can't hurt this person in the slightest.

Lonely ghosts can also use this umbrella to walk under the scorching sun.

The yin and yang umbrella has a hidden buckle, the black side is the shade side, and the white side is the sun side, which can be switched freely.

But at this moment, it was only the sixth quarter of Yin time, and the crescent-like Xuanyue was still in the sky. Zhao Yunliang was holding an umbrella at this time, so it was no wonder that he was able to attract all eyes.

Cao Zhan, the deputy commander of the capital, twitched his mouth, happened to pass by Gu Qingjue, and stabbed Gu Qingjue with his elbow: "Master Gu, I heard that your mansion is not far from his mansion, but have you ever seen his mansion in the daytime?" Have you ever gone out?"

Needless to say, he must be referring to Zhao Yunliang.

Gu Qingjue is really not familiar with this Cao Zhan.

Guessing that he was just complaining, he just happened to pass by him.

"Lord Cao, the mansion of the lower official and Lord Zhao is separated by more than half of the capital. It is really unclear whether he will go out during the day."

Cao Zhan hissed: "The No. [-] Scholar's Mansion that His Majesty bestowed upon you is right next door to him."

"Master Cao, I am currently living in Xiaotianshui Lane, Su Mansion."

Cao Zhan looked at Gu Qingjue with a slightly strange expression, thinking of the rumors he had heard these days, and seeing Gu Qingjue's performance these days, he still felt the need to remind him: "Well, Mr. Gu, the Su you said Is the mansion bought by your unmarried bride?"

"Exactly."

"Master Gu, this official family has given you a mansion. If you don't move there, you have been living in the Su Mansion. This is not good for your reputation!"

Gu Qingjue raised his eyebrows.

"Oh~ Fame? I don't know how anyone would talk about that."

Gu Qingjue's tone was strange.

Even Cao Zhan, a martial artist, could tell that the new No. [-] scholar was turning a corner and scolding them, who were full and had nothing to do, and didn't care where they lived.

"I'm just reminding you kindly. After all, you haven't passed the door yet!"

"Thank you Master Cao, we're going to be late, we have to hurry up."

On Zhao Jin's way to Zichen Palace, the little eunuch who got the news had already reported to him that Zhao Yunliang was also coming to court today.

But when I was among a group of ministers, looking at Zhao Yunliang who was wearing a green official robe, I still felt very strange.

"Jiedushi, come forward."

In February of the second year of Baoyuan, Zhao Yunliang was appointed as the Jiedu Envoy of the Zhen Guojun to observe and stay behind.

This is a false title.

Zhao Yunliang did not go to court because he was unwell all the year round.

Zhao Zhen also let him.

"This is the first time I've seen you in the hall in all these years."

Zhao Yunliang stood in the center of the hall, with his back arched, and he was still holding the umbrella he held on the road just now in his arms.

"Why are you holding an umbrella in your hand?"

Only then did Zhao Yunliang say: "Your Majesty, this umbrella was given to me by an expert, and he told him to carry it with him at all times, especially when going out."

Zhao Jin nodded, didn't bother with the umbrella, but asked: "You are here today, but what do you want to participate in?"

"Going back to Your Majesty, it's not a big deal. It's just that my father passed away in the past six months. I often dreamed of him, saying that he missed me. I also burned paper for my father at home. I still dreamed of him from time to time. I let my servants I went to the temple and invited a master to come to the house to see if there was something unclean. The master said that I think about it every day and dream at night."

Zhao Zhen sighed.

"Speaking of which, Uncle Wang has been gone for half a year, and I miss him a lot. Then you come?"

"I want to go to the imperial mausoleum to see my father and talk to him."

As soon as Zhao Yunliang said this, the hall fell silent.

Zhao Yunliang, who was addicted to singing, music, wine and meat all day, suddenly went to the imperial mausoleum to fulfill his filial piety, how absurd it sounds.

But if you really want to say it's absurd, they have reasons.

The old man entrusted a dream, and he was not the only one who dreamed about it. Many people miss their loved ones too much, and often dream about their loved ones, so they are not allowed to dream about them?
Zhao Jin thought about it, and there was nothing wrong with letting Zhao Yunliang go to the imperial tomb.

agreed.

Zhao Yunliang achieved his goal, quietly retreated to the side, holding the umbrella with his hands, and looked carefully, he was actually dozing off.

Cao Zhan, who was standing not far from Zhao Yunliang, felt his teeth itch when he saw Zhao Yunliang's appearance.

A man can live like this.

What the hell is a talent.

How could the Eight Great Kings who were all-powerful back then raise such an unambitious son.

"If you have something to play, you will retreat if there is nothing."

When Zhao Yunliang retreated to his position, everyone had different thoughts, and the hall was even quieter than before.

Zhao Zhen sat on a chair, looking from left to right.

How much can guess their minds.

Wasn't it because he was afraid of opening his mouth rashly, hitting his gun and being held accountable by him.

How many years ago did this happen.

At that time, the Empress Dowager was still there. Although he was the emperor, he was not in charge, and there was this cousin who was raised in the palace and could take his place at any time.

In addition, he learned at that time that he might not be the queen mother's parent.

Putting all the circumstances together, it would be crazy if he didn't mind the existence of Zhao Yunliang.

The queen mother finally returned the power, and he was able to take charge of the government.

After he came to power, he realized that the management of such a huge country was really not easy, and he also understood why the Queen Mother didn't easily give him the power at that time.

It's just that when I realized it, the queen mother had already gone.

After many years, when I saw Zhao Yunliang again, I no longer felt as angry as before.

He has no children now, the queen raised Zhao Zongshi in the early years, but because there were princes born in the palace one after another, she was afraid that he would think too much, so she sent him back, and now she plans to take him back to the palace and continue to raise him with.

Zhao Zhen was thinking of this.

The privy envoy Kong Chong came out: "Your Majesty, the emperor's heir is the foundation of the country. Now your majesty has no prince. Please make plans early."

Zhao Zhen looked worried.

He has always had his own calculations.

But it is one thing to have this plan by yourself, and it is another thing to be persecuted by your courtiers.

This Kong Chong must have done it on purpose.

"Kong Qing, we will discuss this matter later."

"Your Majesty, your Majesty is thinking about the country and the country, and please ask your Majesty to establish an heir as soon as possible."

Zhao Zhen got up angrily, shook his sleeves and left.

This Kong Chong must have done it on purpose.

He doesn't have a son, but he's only 34, and he talks as if he won't be able to have any children in the future.