Chapter 286 Alchemy
As the crabapple blossoms gradually withered, Princess Ronghua Zhu Huaizhen had forced the young women and children to master the four sets of music: "Peach Blossom Fan", "The Injustice of Dou E", "Wall Horseback Riding", and "The Palace of Eternal Life".
Now, Zhu Huaizhen was lying on a beauty couch surrounded by black lacquer and gold-painted scrolls of poetry and paintings, waving 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 "Autumn in the Han Palace".
Lou Li knelt on the beauty couch, serving her tea and water, and feeding her cakes and fruits. He was like a concubine who was humbled in the dust, yet he was also very charming.
He, he, he, sadly bid farewell to the Han lord; I, I, I, hand in hand, ascend the Heliang Bridge. His followers entered the wilderness, while I rode the imperial carriage back to Xianyang. Returning to Xianyang, past the palace walls; past the palace walls, around the corridors; around the corridors, near the imperial chambers; near the imperial chambers, the moon dimmed; the moon dimmed, the night grew cooler; the night grew cooler, the crickets wept in the cold; the crickets wept in the cold, by the green gauze window; by the green gauze window, no thoughts!
"Your Highness, Madam Miao Shan claimed that she had a beautiful dream and offered her body to Maitreya Buddha in exchange for alchemy instructions. She wants to refine many elixirs that are beneficial to the physical and mental health of Northern Jin, Northern Zhou, Southern Yan, and Southern Chu." Tu Mi whispered.
Tu Mi vaguely knew Lady Miao Shan's ultimate goal.
These days, because Madam Miao Shan tried too hard to please Northern Jin, Northern Zhou, and Southern Yan, the people of Southern Chu secretly called her a traitor, a little whore, and many other nasty things.
"Oh, what kind of pills are there?" Zhu Huaizhen said casually.
Then she heard that a young woman was distracted and sang a few wrong tunes, so she picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake and threw it at the young woman, making her cry in grievance.
"Zhen'er, you spoil them too much. This is not good." Lou Li smiled coldly.
After listening to this, Zhu Huaizhen seemed to be thinking about something and finally nodded.
"Zhen'er, if you hand them over to me for training, I promise that they will learn "The Orphan of Zhao" within three days." Lou Li used the Ghostly Steps, picked up a poplar branch, played with it carefully, and smiled a little creepy.
"Your Highness, I'm afraid this is inappropriate." Tu Mi couldn't help but frown.
Lou Li, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, has many ways of torturing people.
"Tu Mi, you haven't answered my question yet." Zhu Huaizhen said softly.
After she finished speaking, Tu Mi knew that she could not persuade her prince.
Alas, they are all poor people who have lost their husbands and have to raise children alone. Isn’t her prince too harsh?
Tu Mi didn't know that within the Sea Moon Cottage, the weather was calm and peaceful, and he knew the cold and warmth himself. Outside the Sea Moon Cottage, however, life was precarious, with no food to eat. In contrast, it was like the difference between heaven and hell.
Zhu Huaizhen was teaching the young women and children that they must be content, and to listen to her, Princess Ronghua Zhu Huaizhen, and not cause trouble.
Ah, seeing the child lying in a pool of blood. One was crying and wailing, the other was complaining and anxious, and even I was shaking. Such cruelty and cruelty are simply injustice! Ah, thinking about the child from the bed, it has been ten days since today, how could he linger under the knife? All the hard work is in vain, and what's the point of talking about preparing for old age?
In fact, Zhu Huaizhen hated listening to "The Orphan of Zhao" the most because it was too depressing.
"Your Highness, Madam Miao Shan refined the Five-Zhi Earthly Immortal Golden Marrow Pill, the Seven-Treasure Beard Pill, the Plum Blossom Tongue-Pointing Pill, the Flying Dragon Life-Taking Pill, and so on." Tu Mi told the story.
Well, these pills sound even more depressing.
Zhu Huaizhen sighed softly, the sadness between his brows lingering.
Zhu Huaizhen never thought that one day she would sympathize with the people of Southern Chu who destroyed Southern Wu.
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