Chapter 356 Feng Family
Princess Rongyang Zhu Huaishu eventually took away the Chidan Army, Fancheng Army, and Yicheng Army.
This was done in secrecy, and it was announced to the outside world that the Chidan Army was still in Jiangcheng, protecting Princess Ronghua Zhu Huaizhen.
There is no difference between Zhu Huaizhen being in charge of Jiangcheng and not being in charge.
The city gates open and close as usual, and midnight snacks are served as usual.
Of course, Zhu Huaizhen didn't like going out and listened to operas seriously.
She was seen lying on a black lacquered and gold-painted beauty couch surrounded by scrolls of poetry and paintings, holding a mahogany-handled round fan embroidered with pomegranates, cats and butterflies, moving it back and forth, her posture as lazy as a Persian cat.
At the foot of the beauty bed, Chen Mingan was sitting cross-legged on the left, wearing flowing white clothes and with gentle eyes.
At the foot of the beauty bed, Lou Li was leaning on the right side, her figure was soft and graceful, her gender unclear.
Everyone says that Princess Ronghua is infinitely charming and has great luck with women.
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.
This is "Peach Blossom Fan" that Zhu Huaizhen loves to listen to.
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 the song "On the Wall" that Chen Mingan wants to listen to.
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, I, hand in hand, go up to 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 don't think about you!
This is the "Autumn in the Han Palace" that Lou Li ordered casually.
Then, Emperor Xuan of Yan appointed Wu Huifei's brother as the Grand Marshal, leading an army of 300,000 to besiege Jiangcheng.
"Tu Mi, 300,000 troops is a bit too many. What should we do?" Zhu Huaizhen sighed helplessly.
"At present, the Taoyao Army has assembled 20,000 soldiers, and some are still arriving. Jiangcheng has enough food, and it should be no problem to hold out for three days, provided that Marshal Wu does not launch a fierce attack." Tu Mi couldn't help but frown.
"What about a head-on fight? The Taoyao Army is also good at attacking." Zhu Huaizhen held his rosy cheeks, smiling like a flower, his eyes moving.
"It's a bit difficult, one against ten." Tu Mi whispered.
"Tu Mi, that means there is hope. Go ahead, you are Feng Tu Mi, slowly wear down the enemy's military strength." Zhu Huaizhen emphasized Feng and smiled innocently.
"Your Highness, you are too kind to me. Feng hasn't led troops for many years." Feng Tumi shook his head and laughed.
After saying this, Feng Tumi clasped his fists, bowed, and turned to leave.
For several days in a row, Zhu Huaizhen couldn't see Feng Tumi or Qiu Niang.
By the way, the food has also become perfunctory, obviously not Qiu Niang’s cooking.
Not to mention Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, even the minced meat is almost invisible.
Zhu Huaizhen ate quietly, listened to opera quietly, and never complained.
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