Chapter 238 Courtesy
"Your Highness, when will Nanchu be destroyed?" Tu Mi asked in a low voice.
Princess Ronghua Zhu Huaizhen was originally lying on a beauty couch surrounded by black lacquer and gold-painted scrolls of poetry and paintings, holding a round fan with a mahogany handle embroidered with pomegranates, cats and butterflies, and moving it from time to time, as lazy as a Persian cat, while listening to "Peach Blossom Fan".
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.
When Zhu Huaizhen suddenly heard Tu Mi's question, he was confused at first.
Isn’t it nice to live a leisurely life in Haiyue Cottage while listening to opera and drinking tea?
"Your Highness, Jiangcheng looks prosperous, but natural disasters have broken out in many places in Nanchu. The people are living in dire straits and there is widespread grief." Tu Mi said helplessly.
Southern Chu has been corrupt for too long, and a change of dynasty is needed to give ordinary people a chance of survival.
"Tu Mi, you seem to be very concerned about the country and the people." Zhu Huaizhen said with emotion.
She didn't mean it sarcastically, she was just speaking the truth.
Tu Mi originally wanted to tell Zhu Huaizhen that the market was flooded with human traffickers, who brought pale and skinny little girls from all over the place. Those little girls had dull eyes and numb faces, and it was obvious that they had suffered a lot.
However, Emperor Chu Ming came to visit and brought with him a rosewood box.
"Emperor Chu Ming never comes to see me empty-handed. Could it be that the Northern Jin or Northern Zhou behind him has taken a fancy to me?" Zhu Huaizhen touched his chin and smiled foolishly.
After hearing this, Tu Mi couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Her Highness is being too self-indulgent.
However, when the rosewood box was opened, it was found to be full of valuable ornaments.
Such items as the pink-glazed eight-peaches and olive vase, the enameled travertine flower-patterned small vase, the azure-glazed egret-patterned plum vase, the jade-carved and agate-inlaid lotus-patterned narcissus bonsai, the copper-based cloisonné enamel treasured Ganoderma lucidum bonsai, the rosewood-inlaid silver-wire treasured elephant bonsai, the red-carved pine, crane, and deer square basin inlaid with treasured palace-made magpie and plum blossom bonsai, the pink glass ice-patterned jar, the Jun kiln rose-purple-glazed sunflower-shaped flowerpot, the blue-glazed and gold-painted moon-shadow plum-patterned cup, etc., made Tu Mi secretly agree with her prince's idea.
Although her prince is extremely lazy, his intuition is always accurate.
"Princess Ronghua, I heard that there was an auspicious sign on the day you were born, so I came to give you some advice." Emperor Chu Ming strode forward with his hands behind his back, looking very high-spirited.
I heard that Concubine Xian is also pregnant.
Many talented people were willing to serve Emperor Chu Ming wholeheartedly. Whether they were officials or businessmen, the voices supporting Emperor Chu Ming grew louder and louder, making it difficult for those who wanted to smear him to do so.
"It's just a celestial phenomenon. It happened that a sunny day came after the heavy snow, and it was dusk, so the sky was full of red light. Besides, the baby girl born that day was not just me, but my father hoped that I would live a life of wealth and glory." Zhu Huaizhen said sullenly.
Zhu Huaizhen sometimes wondered if she was carrying the treasure of the Great Zhou, or if she was destined to live a life of wealth and glory, which was why she was fought over by other countries and led to the demise of Southern Wu.
Logically speaking, Nanchu is rotten from the inside out, just waiting to be overthrown, so why is it still alive ahead of Nanwu?
"Celestial phenomena?" Emperor Chu Ming fell into deep thought. He casually picked up a Yuezhou jade bowl and sipped Taoyao tea.
Emperor Chu Ming didn't know that precious tea like Taoyao Tea was just Princess Ronghua's way of entertaining guests.
He always thought that Princess Ronghua was treating him with courtesy.
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