Chapter 318 Time
"Zhu Huaizhen, you are still in the mood to gloat over other people's misfortune! Do you know that once you go to jail, it is like going to hell? A beauty like you is even more miserable than me. You must have suffered a lot of humiliation, and it was dirty and smelly." Mrs. Chen put her hands on her hips and cursed.
After hearing this, Zhu Huaizhen said "oh" and was too lazy to talk nonsense.
For the sake of the Great Zhou treasure, Emperor Xuan of Yan did not dare to touch her.
However, the fate of the old lady and Mrs. Chen is probably miserable.
Of course, this also includes Chen Mingan.
Sure enough, when they entered the dungeon, the old lady and Mrs. Chen were locked in one room, Chen Mingan was locked in another, and Zhu Huaizhen was locked in the most comfortable cell at the end.
For example, her usual black lacquer and gold-painted beauty bed with poems, paintings, and scrolls had already been placed there. It must have been the work of Lou Li, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
So Zhu Huaizhen continued to listen to the opera.
She had nothing to do except listen to opera.
Tu Mi was not in a position to go out and inquire about the news, so she joined in the fun.
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.
"Peach Blossom Fan" is paired with a rich and colorful cup of sesame, salt, bamboo shoots, chestnuts, loofah kernels, walnut kernels, spring immortal seagull, swan osmanthus, rose and brine-splashed Lu'an sparrow tongue bud tea.
The sun and moon hang in the sky at dawn and dusk, and spirits wield the power of life and death. Heaven and earth, supposed to distinguish between the clear and the turbid, yet how could they have confused Dao Zhi and Yan Yuan? Those who do good suffer poverty and a shorter life, while those who commit evil enjoy wealth and longevity. Heaven and earth, seemingly coveting the strong and bullying the weak, yet they also seem to go along with the tide. Earth, if you can't distinguish between good and evil, what are you called Earth? Heaven, you misjudge the wise and the foolish, unworthy of being Heaven! Alas, all I can do is shed tears.
"The Injustice of Dou E" is served with a cup of rose-soaked melon seed tea.
Ah! I feel a sense of sadness towards this desolate wilderness. The grass has already turned yellow, and rabbits are already bracing for frost. Dogs have lost their fur, men are sharpening their tasseled spears, horses are laden with luggage, carts are carrying provisions, and hunting grounds are being set up. He, he, he, sadly bid farewell to the Han lord; I, I, I, hand in hand, go up Heliang. His followers enter the wilderness; I return to Xianyang in the imperial carriage. Returning to Xianyang, passing the palace walls; passing the palace walls, circling the corridors; circling the corridors, near the imperial chambers; near the imperial chambers, the moon is dim; the moon is dim, the night is cool; the night is cool, and I cry in the stinging cold; I cry in the stinging cold, by the green gauze window; the green gauze window, I do not think!
"Your Highness, how about pairing 'Han Palace Autumn' with Taoyao tea?" Tu Mi asked.
Ahem, Tu Mi, this has a hidden meaning.
However, Zhu Huaizhen let Tu Mi make Taoyao tea.
Take the peach blossoms on the third day of March and the white dew on the third day of September, and set out a set of tea-making utensils including a copper wind stove, willow charcoal, wrought iron fire tongs, small green bamboo clips, locust wood water cubes, and Yuezhou jade bowls, and wait for the first boil to produce small bubbles, the second boil to produce gushing springs, and the third boil to produce surging waves.
"Tu Mi, it's not the time yet." Zhu Huaizhen said slowly.
Just as she finished speaking, a jailer came to report that Princess Ronghua Zhu Huaizhen had a distinguished guest.
"Tu Mi, the time has come." Zhu Huaizhen rubbed his forehead and sighed.
After she finished speaking, Gao Yan'er walked with slender steps, gentle and generous, and bowed to Zhu Huaizhen, without any trace of the prosperity of the past.
"Gao Yan'er, you shouldn't come here." Zhu Huaizhen pushed the Yuezhou jade bowl with a compassionate look.
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