Zhan Changfeng was seriously ill, and got better in the days when the plum blossoms were in full bloom, and the old emperor was afraid that her body would not be able to bear it, so he temporarily stopped her homework and let her rest well.

In the past, there were twelve hours a day, and she had eight hours of leisure, either following the old emperor to the court to criticize or do homework, and seek advice from gentlemen.

Suddenly, she didn't know what she should do.

The chief manager looked at his nose and nose, and wished that the little ancestor would stay in the dormitory in peace, this disease was just right, if he went out to blow some wind and recurred, he was afraid that ten heads would not be enough to cut off.

Just in time, the maid came in, white and tender and soft holding a long-necked celadon vase, and a blooming red plum was inserted obliquely.

Zhan Changfeng said, "Are all the flowers in the plum garden blooming?" ”

The chief steward could only instruct the palace people to prepare a soft sedan chair, emphasizing that it should be airtight.

Wrapping around the thick and gorgeous silver fox cloak, taking over the hand stove, Zhan Changfeng slowly went out and stepped on the soft sedan chair, the ubiquitous sandalwood made her a little stuffy, and slightly opened the curtain, which caused the chief manager to shout.

Scold.

The curtain was covered tightly.

The old emperor summoned monks and Taoists during her illness, and it was said that the sandalwood that cleared the mind and warded off evil spirits and ghosts was left at that time.

It's just that Zhan Changfeng has a cleanliness disease, not to mention how strict the cleaning requirements are in terms of clothing, food, housing and transportation, even the smell of the air makes her feel uncomfortable, but fortunately, it is not to the point of hopelessness, and she can still endure it, but her temper will become bad.

When she arrived at the plum garden, the winter wind blew, and she was a lot more relaxed.

As far as the eye can see, ten miles of white snow and red plums are like ice and fire, dazzling, noble, and scorching.

"Your Highness, look at the scenery of this proud snow and cold plum, how beautiful. The chief steward lifted a bunch of branches that sloped to the white stone path, and the snow-stained flower bones trembled twice, and then bloomed.

This unexpected and novel moment made Zhan Changfeng feel good, "You stay and walk around with Gu at will, and the others are waiting outside." ”

"Yes. The guards and maidservants saluted and took their leave.

The chief thought that his words had pleased His Royal Highness the Prince, and even searched the intestines and scraped the belly to organize gorgeous rhetoric, and wanted to weave that scenery into a splendid article.

Fortunately, the language of the manager was quite appropriate, and Zhan Changfeng let him go.

Zhan Changfeng picked up a plum blossom from the ground and played with it, and listened and watched, his eyes crossed the fiery color covering the distance, and he didn't enter the white, where there was a mountain.

It's still there.

Zhan Changfeng became cold again, and this scenery couldn't get into her eyes.

"Your Highness, there is a pavilion there, why don't you go and rest?" the chief steward observed the words and suggested in time.

The pavilion is deep in the plum garden, hidden in the snow and red plums.

At that time, the pavilion hung a curtain, the stove smoked, and a 128 girl sat in it, embroidered with plum blossoms.

The manager hesitated, secretly annoyed, it was time to clear the scene.

Zhan Changfeng didn't care much and walked in.

The girl must have been here for a long time, and a Boshan stove had warmed the pavilion.

The girl had a goose egg face, willow eyebrows, a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, burning like fire, she asked innocently, "Child, where are you, belch, it's cold outside, come in and sit down." ”

The manager's eyes widened, and he almost shouted out a bold word.

Zhan Changfeng was also dumbfounded, but seeing that her expression was clear, and it didn't seem to be a fake, he didn't take it to heart, waved his hand at the chief manager, and sat on the stone bench.

"Embroidery?"

"Well, today's red plum dyes snow, and the sky is clean at the beginning, which is very beautiful. ”

The girl nodded lightly and looked at Merlin outside, unable to hide a smile in her eyes, "It's so beautiful, I've never seen it before." ”

She is beautiful and beautiful, and even Zhan Changfeng feels that the surrounding scenery is a little brighter.

The palace people brought tea snacks and arranged them one by one, the girl looked at them curiously, quietly bowed her head and embroidered, like a beautiful girl who was innocent and demure in the land of smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Zhan Changfeng saw the needles and threads flying back and forth, and the buds and flowers on the beautiful branches were quite magical.

She had never learned about female work, but she only heard the concubines in the harem say that this is a necessary skill for women. If you don't learn from a female worker, you can't be considered a woman.

The concubines in the harem are all old, and they have extinguished their hearts for half their lives, so they choose a quiet and comfortable place to gather together, talk about the sky, embroider flowers, and be content.

Sometimes she hurried to the study and went to the court, and she would catch a glimpse of these concubines on the willow bank, in the water pavilion, and under the corridor, focused and peaceful, as if they had embroidered their whole lives into silk and gold silk.

"Yes, try it for me?"

Hey, the tail note was soft, and the rare inquiring tone made the manager's eyelids jump.

The girl covered her mouth and smiled, "It's hard, and what do you learn as a boy." ”

She lightly skimmed the plum blossom in Zhan Changfeng's hand, "Thick branches and big leaves, look at your flowers are missing petals." ”

"It's broken. ”

Girl: "And what are you going to do with it?"

"Just pick it up," Zhan Changfeng's eyes carried a determined cruelty, "scattered into mud, as it is." ”

She repeated again, "Give it a try." ”

The majesty of the heavenly family cannot be refused.

The girl was restrained at this moment, as if it was not a young child on the other side.

He handed her the unfinished embroidery stitches and instructed her in two simple stitches.

She wanted to emphasize it again, but the needle had already moved, and the child's expression was plain but solemn, and his subordinates were exactly the same.

Zhan Changfeng has an amazing ability to learn, and he saw through its technique when he watched the girl's embroidery.

A plum blossom falls from a branch, and the petals drift away in the wind.

Lifelike.

The girl exclaimed, "Great, you really embroidered for the first time?"

"Lone Nature is the best. Zhan Changfeng put down the embroidered cloth and took a sip of tea.

The girl ignored her claim and said excitedly, "I'll teach you something else, and you will definitely be able to practice the master's craft." ”

Zhan Changfeng seemed to be surprised and speechless, shook his head, and turned to leave, it was still more challenging to criticize and fold.

Far away from the pavilion, the chief manager bowed down and said, "That girl is the Zhao family who has just entered the palace." ”

"The Zhao clan of Linshui County?"

"Yes. ”

"It's hard for the emperor's grandfather to be old, and he has to rely on marriage to envelop the Zhao family. ”

She tightened her cloak, and the soft and warm fur collar was close to her face, slightly itchy.

The manager followed behind with a broken face, not daring to say that it was the daughter-in-law prepared for you.

Zhan Changfeng was worried about the war in the three southern states, and he didn't have the heart to enjoy the garden, so he went to Jinglun Hall instead.

Jinglun Palace, the emperor's study, the old emperor is discussing the war with several military ministers.

The Yin Dynasty has damaged the foundation, the people have complained a lot, and the weather is cold, and all parts of the country are trapped in the cold wave, and those who freeze to death and starve to death are Bibi and Bibi.

God forced me to rebel, I had to rebel!

The rebel army raised all kinds of banners, burned, killed and looted, occupied cities and captured land, and those princes outside the five suits also started the idea of the imperial capital. The world of Yi family is dangerous.

The funny thing is that the military generals of the Manchu Dynasty, the last one to go out to quell the chaos is the current emperor - Yi Shang.

She was young and lacked knowledge, so she only quietly listened to the discussion between the old emperor and the ministers.

You Cheng said, "The war in the south is almost over, and now there is the Zhao family army guarding it, it's time for His Royal Highness the Emperor to return to the capital." ”

The rest chimed in.

The old emperor pondered a few times and issued an edict to recall Yi Shang, who was stationed in the three southern states.

When only the old emperor and Zhan Changfeng were left in the Jinglun Palace, she said, "The three southern states can be stable, all because of the prestige that the imperial aunt has killed for many years, and as soon as she leaves, I am afraid that it will breed trouble." ”

The old emperor shook his head, "You, you're still immature, and you don't understand the truth here." ”

"Grandfather, please. Zhan Changfeng asked humbly.

The old emperor stroked his beard, "You also said that the stability of the three southern states depends on your imperial aunt, and I am afraid that they will only recognize you imperial aunt." ”

"Her credit is too high, it's not good. ”

Zhan Changfeng now knows that it is not Youcheng who wants the imperial aunt to come back, but the imperial grandfather who wants her to come back.

The crown prince lowered his eyes and asked again, "Are you still afraid that the imperial aunt will be high-spirited?"

Since ancient times, why the emperor was afraid of the high achievements of his courtiers was naturally afraid of being rebelled.

The old emperor used this daughter as a sharp blade, half because of her strong ability, and half because of her daughter's body.

The daughter was destined to become the emperor, so the old emperor relieved himself to hand over the army to her.

But this daughter did too well, the people only heard about the general of Zhengnan, Yi Shang, and did not know the temple emperor, and the old emperor was afraid that she would suddenly add a yellow robe and turn around to attack the palace.

Zhan Changfeng understood his eyes and said bluntly, "If the imperial aunt can help the world, why don't you give her the throne." ”

The old emperor, who had always been kind to her, reprimanded fiercely, "Nonsense, how can a woman be the emperor, where does this put the ancestral family law!"