Chapter 448: Have pity on me for suffering from this poverty in the flat land, my son!

All the nobles of the Gaomen in the capital, as well as the wives and girls who could barely be called the nobles of the Gaomen, received invitations from the palace.

There are not many times when there is a flower party in the palace, and even fewer when they are invited to participate, so with such fanfare, they have reason to suspect that the queen mother wants to choose a concubine for the emperor in the name of holding a flower party.

After all, now that the harem is empty, the queen's position will not be mentioned, it has been empty, Concubine Xian died of illness before, and she has not made up for it, and the position of Concubine Shu is also vacant.

Come to think of it, the harem is really empty.

The more they thought about it, the more they looked forward to it, and they bought their jewelry and skirts early, looking forward to being selected on the king's side when they entered the palace, and from then on they flew up the branches and became phoenixes.

In the great anticipation inside and outside the palace, this day finally came.

The flower party is set up in the garden on the edge of the pond.

In spring, flowers bloom, green grass is green, and there is a strange stage in the center, which is very eye-catching.

One horizontal and one vertical, what kind of stage is this, but it's the first time I've seen it.

The ladies and girls entered the palace one after another, and the concubines and concubines of each palace also went out of the nest.

Xia Shengnuan looked at so many people, all of them were bejeweled, and they were rich at first glance, and they were very happy.

The opening scene is a big play.

The girls thought that the big drama was the big drama that they usually squeaked and sang, so they were not in the mood to listen to it, and quietly turned their delicate and fresh little faces, and looked for the emperor's figure with a pair of shy eyes.

It's just that, as far as the eye can see, they are all beautiful girls dressed up, graceful and luxurious noble ladies, and the concubines of the palaces who are high in the sky, and they don't see the emperor at all.

I searched back and forth several times, but I didn't see the emperor, so I could only wait to watch the play for the time being.

I didn't want to, but after watching it for a while, I was fascinated.

This is a play called "Suo Lin Bag".

A rich girl got married, and the old lady gave the girl a lock bag, which contained a lot of jewelry.

On the day of marriage, the sedan chair encountered rain in the middle of the way, and took refuge in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

There is another sedan chair, and the woman in the sedan chair is a poor girl, crying because of the cold of the world.

The rich girl gave each other a gift with a lock bag, and the rain stopped.

Six years later.

A big flood.

The wind is broken, the rain is noisy, the thunder is chaotic, the music is quiet, the people are shouting, and the road is pouring rain.

The crying of the scene was shocking, and the people fled one after another.

"He is not there when he is hungry in his belly, but why can't he see a pavilion in the wilderness?

In a trance, carrying the same boat with everyone, isn't it a fulfillment of the merciless flood?

The old lady will definitely be killed in the waves, and the hard-working child will be buried in the belly of the fish. ”

Floods**, the rich woman's family was destroyed and displaced.

"I only say that iron wealth is destined for a lifetime, and who knows that the number of lives is clear in an instant, I think I also used to be coquettish back then, even if I don't believe in the past.

This is also a lesson from God, he taught me to put away the remaining hatred, avoid coquettishness, and reform myself, change my temperament, stop falling in love, turn back from the bitter sea, and realize Lan Yin early.

Have pity on me for this poverty in the plainland, this poverty, my son!"

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The straightforward singing voice and the sad tone make people's hearts and livers seem to be held by a big hand and tightly held together.

It's so miserable, and it soaks through the tears in the sour place.

A group of concubines and aristocratic girls, seeing such a scene, covered their handkerchiefs and wept.

The water is merciless, too miserable!

Even the Queen Mother, who was accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, and a group of aristocratic old ladies were all wet with handkerchiefs.

Because they are all rich girls, they can empathize more. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.