Chapter 316 Return
With an imperial edict from Emperor Xuan of Yan, Zhu Huaizhen returned to Southern Yan.
Taking Tu Mi and Qiu Niang with them, as well as the opera troupe, the group came in a grand manner, carrying bags of all kinds.
Alas, this is the effect of a marriage alliance. She is Mrs. Zhu.
"Zhenzhen, did mother pass away peacefully?" Chen Ming'an asked softly, his eyes dark and his voice hoarse. He must have cried silently for a long time, unknown to outsiders.
This is the bad thing about being a man, men don't shed tears easily.
After speaking, Zhu Huaizhen nodded slightly.
What a joke! If she had honestly said that Princess Pingyang would die with her eyes open, Emperor Xuan of Yan would not care about the treasures of the Great Zhou and would kill her.
"Zhenzhen, can you accompany me tonight?" Chen Mingan lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
After hearing this, Zhu Huaizhen just found it funny.
She also lost her mother. What did Chen Mingan do at that time?
Forget it, she doesn’t like Chen Mingan anymore, so why bother about it.
"Why don't you accompany me now and listen to the opera together?" Zhu Huaizhen yawned repeatedly.
Seeing this, Chen Mingan became thoughtful and said goodbye and left.
Zhu Huaizhen was exhausted, so Chen Mingan had to give up.
So, Zhu Huaizhen lay 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.
"Don't sing comedy, Duke Dingguo's Mansion, we can't listen to it now." Zhu Huaizhen yawned with tears in his eyes.
After "Peach Blossom Fan", there is "The Injustice of Dou E".
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.
After "The Injustice of Dou E", there is "Autumn in the Han Palace".
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!
Zhu Huaizhen couldn't hold on any longer and simply fell into a deep sleep.
When the sun set, Zhu Huai really missed Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and stretched himself.
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.
She was just about to go downstairs from the beauty bed to find a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall when she saw Tu Mi hurried over.
It must be something bad, Zhu Huaizhen rubbed his forehead.
"Your Highness, something happened in Duke Dingguo's Mansion." Tu Mi said in a deep voice.
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