Chapter 162 Phoenix Crown
The treasure that Zhu Huaizhen finally decided on was the phoenix crown.
There are thousands of treasures in the Changsheng Treasury, but the phoenix crown is not the most gorgeous and precious one.
However, when offering treasures, one must offer them to the heart of the superior.
This phoenix crown was worn by Empress Roujia, who believed it was so magnificent that it should not be buried with her. Therefore, every empress in the past would wear it during the empress's coronation ceremony.
Twelve golden dragons, nine golden phoenixes inlaid with kingfisher feathers, inlaid with one hundred rubies, one hundred sapphires, and five thousand pearls.
Zhu Huaizhen repeatedly warned Tu Mi to make sure to deliver it to the demon concubine.
The evil concubine, namely Concubine Miao of Emperor Cheng of Chu, was of humble origin, childless, and extremely doted on.
"Zhen'er, you own the Treasury of Immortality, right?" Lou Li smiled coldly, his eyes grim.
Only the Treasury of Longevity contains inexhaustible wealth.
Of course, this is not the treasure of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
"Ali, what is the Changshengku?" Zhu Huaizhen scratched his head and smiled.
Zhu Huaizhen refused to admit his mistake until his death.
The Changshengku is also very tempting.
After Tu Mi delivered the phoenix crown, what followed was a long wait.
Zhu Huaizhen was not afraid of waiting and coaxed Lou Li to sing.
"Zhen'er, you are not sincere enough to me." Lou Li looked resentful.
"Ali, it doesn't matter whether I admit it or not." Zhu Huaizhen held Lou Li's beautiful face and kissed her cheek hard.
Wow, this gentleman is so handsome, which makes people happy.
After hearing this, Lou Li became thoughtful and stopped worrying about it.
Then, Lou Li raised her orchid finger and sang a piece of "Peach Blossom Fan" in a soft and beautiful voice.
Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.
Oh, the only song I never get tired of listening to is "Peach Blossom Fan" sung by Lou Li.
Zhu Huaizhen simply curled up on the couch and fell asleep while listening.
Afraid of dew startling the sleeping birds, the wind ruffles the courtyard locust trees. Behold the Milky Way slanting across the steps, unmoved by the wispy dust. Moon, you are as thin as a bow, half a toad, yet bright as a mirror, reflecting the universe, yet cold as ice, soaking the twelve celestial peaks. Forbidden from the auspicious mist, I offer my deepest worship to the full moon. It's convenient for you, and it's not a hindrance to me. Deeply worship you, Chang'e, for not being jealous of your beauty, how dare you remain shrouded in mist and cloud for even a moment.
This is "On the Wall Horse", Tu Mi obviously likes it very much, but dare not show it.
Tu Mi told Zhu Huaizhen privately that almost everyone who had heard Lou Li sing was dead.
Tsk tsk, Ali was so cruel that Zhu Huaizhen couldn't help but touch his neck.
At this time, another imperial edict came from outside, saying that Concubine Miao was very satisfied with the phoenix crown presented to her and there was no need to offer any more treasures.
Zhu Huaizhen was overjoyed when he heard this.
The world has finally returned to normal.
Therefore, she wanted to eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall to celebrate.
Sugar-heart abalone, pineapple sea cucumber, white shark lips, young deer tendons, claw meat, golden shark fin, ivory clam meat, spider fish glue, quail eggs, ham, pork ribs, clean winter bamboo shoots, king oyster mushrooms, chrysanthemum mushrooms, wild pine mushrooms, morels, snow bamboo fungus, Shaoxing wine, eighteen ingredients, eighteen delicious flavors. The moment you lift the lotus leaf covering the jar, the rich meaty aroma is so fragrant that even a Buddha would jump over the wall.
Unfortunately, when the waiter brought the menu, it was all in a sloppy manner.
"Ali, what day is today?" Zhu Huaizhen held up his rosy cheeks, wanting to cry but unable to.
"Fifteen." Lou Li smiled lightly, his smile amusing.
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