Chapter 462 Personal Conferment
"Tu Mi, then ask Emperor Hui of Jin for a princess personally appointed by him." Zhu Huaizhen sighed helplessly.
Alas, after proving that she is Princess Ronghua, she still has to be personally conferred the title.
This Northern Zhou Dynasty is really troublesome.
"How long?" Shen Nuo asked impatiently.
"Princess Ronghua, Northern Jin is quite far away from Northern Zhou. I'm afraid you'll have to wait for ten days or half a month. It's better for you to go back first and wait for the imperial edict to arrive. It won't be too late to go to court then." The prefect of Jingzhao said with a smile.
"It won't take long, three hours at most." Zhu Huaizhen touched his chin and thought for a while.
According to the 800-li express route, it would only take three hours to send a message from the Northern Zhou capital of Shangjing to the Northern Jin capital of Chang'an and then return.
“Princess Ronghua, you are too extravagant.” Shen Nuo sneered.
Yes, an 800-mile express trip would require a lot of manpower and resources.
"Mr. Chen, did they borrow money from you? Or did they borrow money from Northern Zhou? If not, then stop nagging. It's very annoying to listen to." Zhu Huaizhen scratched his ears and said angrily.
So, Tu Mi rode as fast as she could to ask for the imperial decree to personally confer the title on Zhu Huaizhen.
Qiu Niang directed the opera troupe and brought the utensils Princess Ronghua usually used to make it easier for Princess Ronghua to listen to the opera.
Princess Ronghua 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, her 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.
The first section is "Peach Blossom Fan", which is accompanied by Buddha Jumps Over the Wall that Qiu Niang bought from nearby.
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.
"Qiu Niang, this Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is not even half as delicious as the one you made." Zhu Huaizhen said sullenly.
Then, Zhu Huaizhen ordered a play called "Wall Horse" for the Jingzhao prefect.
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.
It was unfortunate for the prefect of Jingzhao to have Zhu Huaizhen.
Of course, Zhu Huaizhen had not forgotten Chen Nuo and ordered a performance of "The Peony Pavilion".
She could understand why Chen Nuo couldn't bear to leave Jiangxue Tower.
Unfortunately, Zhu Huaizhen had to buy Jiangxue Tower.
It turns out that all the vibrant flowers are now abandoned to the broken wells and dilapidated walls. What can be done about the beautiful scenery? Who can enjoy the joyful moments? Morning flies and evening rolls away, clouds and mists adorning the emerald pavilion; raindrops and wind, misty waves and painted boats - the people of the brocade screen look down upon this beautiful time.
Two hours later, Tumi came holding the imperial edict.
The imperial edict, stamped with the jade seals of Emperor Hui of Jin and Empress Dou, personally conferred the title of Princess Ronghua on Zhu Huaizhen.
Immediately afterwards, Emperor Zhao of Zhou also issued an imperial decree, personally conferring the title of Princess Ronghua on Zhu Huaizhen.
"Mr. Chen, I am holding the treasure of the Great Zhou. Everyone is vying for it and will personally confer the title of Princess Ronghua on me." Zhu Huaizhen smiled sweetly, her grape eyes clear and bright.
Tsk tsk, her prince is a bit mean.
Seeing this, Tu Mi couldn't help but roll her eyes.
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