Chapter 562 Redundant
Shen Nuo's cold lasted for a long time, until late autumn.
In late autumn, not to mention Duobao Mountain, even in Shangjing, the cliffs are covered with ice hundreds of feet thick.
Alas, Zhu Huaizhen has gradually adapted to the climate of Duobao Mountain.
She jumped up and began to tease the living dead.
For example, he coaxed Lou Li for a long time and taught the living dead to sing.
"Princess Ronghua, you really are thinking about watching opera all the time." Queen Du was a little amused.
Xiao Ge probably entrusted the treasure of the Great Zhou to Princess Ronghua Zhu Huaizhen out of desperation.
Queen Du admitted that Princess Ronghua was extremely intelligent.
However, this kind of intelligence will be wasted if you don't work hard.
Thinking about her, Queen Du, is the same type of person as Princess Rongyang Zhu Huaishu. She studied hard for ten years and got up at the crack of dawn for ten years. She was proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers and tea.
Being a heroine doesn’t just require beauty and coquettishness; that’s the behavior of a little wife.
In Queen Du's eyes, Princess Ronghua was a little peacock.
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.
Lou Li led the singing of "Peach Blossom Fan", and the Living Dead sang it haltingly.
"Princess Ronghua, you are not planning to find an opportunity to feed them the antidote, are you? It's useless. What I brought out are the most perfect batch of living dead. It took me ten years to refine them successfully, and now there are only fourteen of them." Queen Du shook her head and laughed.
"It's just singing, nothing else. Besides, they will die if they leave you, so why should I meddle in other people's business?" Zhu Huaizhen smiled like a flower, his eyes moving.
She, Zhu Huaizhen, is not a clever person.
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.
Lou Li also taught them to sing "The Injustice of Dou E".
Anyway, no matter how I sing it, it won’t sound good, so I’ll just sing randomly.
Zhu Huaizhen, on the other hand, listened with great interest and occasionally ate a roasted chicken leg.
The roasted chicken legs were naturally brought back by Lou Li from hunting. They were marinated and roasted over the fire.
The remaining was given to Queen Du to make soup.
It must be said that Empress Du was a natural learner. After watching a peasant woman make soup, she was already cooking it to perfection. Teaching Shen Nuo was a real treat.
Of course, the chicken soup that Shen Nuo drank was non-toxic.
Zhu Huaizhen would also grab two bowls, one for each of him and Lou Li.
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.
When Zhu Huaizhen is in a good mood, he will ask Lou Li to teach the living dead to sing "On the Wall Horse".
We looked at each other from afar on the wall and on horseback, and my heart was broken as soon as I saw you.
Zhu Huaizhen really wants to wish Queen Du and Shen Nuo a happy marriage.
It is said that Shen Nuo is still very clean.
Unfortunately, the wooden door creaked open, and an unnecessary person walked out in the wind and snow. It was Emperor Zhao of Zhou.
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