Chapter 339: Message
Chen Mingan was still getting drunk at Zuixianlou.
Wow, there are plum blossom wine, Ruimin paste, Yuluchun, Wenfu flower, Litchi green, Kunlun cup, Infantry kitchen, Suiyu Xie, Lansheng wine, Houyuyu...all the fine wines in the world can be found here.
Zhu Huaizhen continued to listen to opera in Liuting Tower.
Zhu Huaizhen was seen 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, moving it back and forth, his posture as lazy as a Persian cat.
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.
After listening to "Peach Blossom Fan", I listened to "The Palace of Eternal Youth".
Please ask, ask, the flower calyx is delicate, I'm afraid, afraid, afraid, it's not as better as the flowers in the east of the building, yes, yes, yes, yes, that plum branch once occupied the first spring, and why should I be entangled by green willows, please, please, please, please be sincere to my old friend, so as not to be blamed for my lack of love, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, I bid farewell to the past, your kindness is as high as the sky, I pay my deep affection from the beginning, please, please, please, you can see the old things by yourself, tears are thrown away.
"Your Highness, Bai Rusu said that she had a miscarriage and it is not convenient for her to write to you. Please pass the message on." Tu Mi whispered.
After he finished speaking, Zhu Huaizhen sat up and was stunned for a long time.
My eldest sister had a miscarriage? That's unlikely.
My elder sister has always been in good health. Besides, the capital of Northern Jin was Chang'an, where the weather is mild, so it is impossible for her to suffer from acclimatization.
So, someone caused my elder sister to have a miscarriage.
Who is this person?
Emperor Hui of Jin? The Empress Dowager of Northern Jin? The Northern Jin harem? Or was it the Northern Jin court?
No matter who this person is, if he touches the elder sister, he is touching her, Zhu Huaizhen.
Do you really think that Princess Ronghua is a princess of a fallen country who can be bullied by anyone?
The more Zhu Huaizhen thought about it, the angrier he became, and he actually finished two bowls of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
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.
"Tu Mi, tell big sister to gather the old subordinates of Nanchu and retake Jiangcheng. If you encounter any difficulties, you can ask for help from the Changsheng Treasury." Zhu Huaizhen gritted his teeth, his anger still lingering.
"Your Highness, will this bring trouble upon yourself?" Tu Mi asked softly.
Bai Rusu's uprising would inevitably be suspected to be instigated by Zhu Huaizhen.
"Tu Mi, I am a useless princess. What can I do except listen to operas? Moreover, in the eyes of outsiders, I have tamed a group of people from Nanchu to be actors and have settled down in Nanyan. How can I help Nanchu? After all, Nanchu participated in the destruction of Nanwu." Zhu Huaizhen held up his rosy cheeks, smiling like a flower, his eyes moving.
"Your Highness, I have another question. The people of Nanchu do not trust the Nanchu royal family, and Bai Rusu's appeal is limited." Tu Mi pondered for a long time.
"Tu Mi, did I say that we should call on all the people of Nanchu? My elder sister has controlled Nanwu for many years, so she should have some courage. Only when she controls Nanchu can she gain a firm foothold in Beijin." Zhu Huaizhen said with a smile.
As for the Taoyao Army, it’s not that Zhu Huai is stingy, but it’s not the time for them to appear yet.
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