Three days before the wedding of King Yu

Next Tang Dynasty                                                              

Qi Diaole was kneeling casually on the Fengtai, with a painting board placed in front of him. He held the pen in his right hand and supported his sleeves in his left hand, carefully depicting it on the painting board. He wore a moon-white robe and long robe covering the ground, and his untied bun covered his shoulders and waist.

The front of Qi Diao Lezheng is a cliff. The Pozang Pavilion where he is located is the youngest palace in Linxia Palace. It took Qi Diao Lezheng a year to recruit civilians and killed dozens of lives. This cliff is located at the top of the mountain, just like a bird's beak stretching out from the top. The Pozang Pavilion is built with three levels. The top design uses the round top of the Central Plains. One floor is the most spacious, supported by only four pillars that are embraced by three people. Each pillar is coiled with a headless nine-clawed black dragon. The top of the first floor is a sea as wide as the attic: ninety-nine double-headed dragons are depicted around, and a pair of giant eyes are engraved on the top, with sun and moon respectively in the two giant eyes.

The top of the mountain was originally where the wind gathered, and the winds from all directions were whistling and whistling, but in Pozang Pavilion, there was no wind at all, and it was extremely calm. Qi Diaole was sitting upright on the floor he called "Fengtai". On the drawing board in front of him, a graceful woman had already appeared on the paper. Qi Diaole was gently depicting the woman's eyebrows. A hoarse voice came from Pozang Pavilion, "You drew nine points of Princess Yan Li's beauty, but this last point could not be drawn!"

"Oh? Master, let me tell you where the last point is missing?" Qi Diaole stopped the pen in his hand, and even though he had not turned around, he asked sincerely.

"Her heart!" A hoarse voice paused, "Can the world see all her beauty, but how many people can understand her determination?"

"So that's it!" Qi Diaole said so, but her expression almost did not change. "This road was chosen by her own, and she could still be named a princess, which is worthy of her passing."

"No one knows better than you who she is! Do you really have the heart to bear it?"

This question seemed to have stopped Qi Diao Lezheng. For a moment, he did not move like a statue. "The coldest thing in the world is the emperor's heart. Isn't this what you Central Plains people say? I am already the lord of the Tang Dynasty, and even more so the master of the world. Things can only be done in the world." After pausing for a while, Qi Diao Lezheng added another sentence, "She once existed in my heart." After saying that, he continued to complete the painting, and the hoarse voice did not appear again.

Zhuo Lingyi slowly approached in the distance, bowed at the threshold of Fengtai, and said, "Princess Yan Li has arrived in the Liang Dynasty successfully and moved into the Liang Dynasty royal palace."

Qi Diaole was putting down his brush, staring at the painting with satisfaction for a while, and turned around and greeted: "Come on, Master Zhuo comes in and see my painting."

Zhuo Lingyi stepped onto the wind tyre and walked to Qi Diao Lezheng half a person away to kneel down. When he looked up, he saw Qi Diao Lezheng pretending to be angry and said, "Master Zhuo always refuses me thousands of miles away, sit closer!" Zhuo Lingyi had no choice but to move his body and look up and see the painting.

"How? Can it be like?"

"It's very close, and the appearance and charm are depicted just right."

"Close? Is it or is it not exactly like it?"

"When King Khan, some of his mind is something that is never difficult for the paintbrush to describe."

It’s “heart-mindedness” again! This is the second time Qi Diaolezheng has heard this word in a short time. Xinming? Is her heart-mindedness so obvious? Qi Diaolezheng stared at the painting, staring at it for a long time, but he was still unable to see how their so-called “heart-mindedness” was reflected.

"Do you think I did something wrong?"

"This is Yan Li's own choice. She is for the Tang Dynasty, and the Khan King is also for the Tang Dynasty!"

Yes, yes, everything I did was for the Tang Dynasty! Qi Diao Le Zheng suddenly got rid of his hands, and his tense expression on his face also relaxed. "Ling Yi, you are the most heart!" One hand slowly stretched out to Zhuo Lingyi's crescent-like jaw. The latter naturally leaned back with his expression unchanged at all. Qi Diao Le Zheng was not angry when he failed. In fact, he was used to it, so he withdrew his hand and ordered: "As planned, let Yan Tong pass it back immediately when there is news!"

Zhuo Lingyi lowered her head and stood up and left. Qi Diaole stopped looking at her but kept staring at the scroll. She finally tore it into the air and let all the debris fall off the cliff.

Two days before the wedding of King Yu

Daliang        Shexiang Pavilion

In the boudoir, the brocade clothes and phoenix crowns and embroidered shoes were all neatly arranged, and there were also delicious foods that were still unmoved. These items that would make mortals covetously do not enter Qi Diaoyan Li's eyes at all. She was still the clothes she wore when she set out from Xia Tang. She sat sideways in front of the window, with her hands folded on the railings, and her beautiful head leaned listlessly against the edge of the window, looking at the direction of the Liang Dynasty. Since she came to Liang Dynasty, it has been like this every day. She sat for the whole day and stared at the direction of the palace. The maids all thought that Princess Tang missed her hometown and combined with her own life experience, they all responded to Qi Diaoyan Li's heart.

"Your Highness Princess" said the maid who was married with her softly called out, "Your Highness Princess, have something to eat. I will wait for You to try this wedding dress when I am full. If it doesn't fit, I have time to make a change."

Qi Diao Yanli sighed, withdrew his gaze, moved his slightly sore arms, turned around and stood up to the dressing table, fiddled with it, and said, "Don't worry, Liang's tailor-made clothes. Who can question the skills of the Shangyi Bureau in the palace? No need to try it, just leave it."

"Then your Highness eats some food, and then......"

"Otherwise, the cunning Liang people will see the flaws on the wedding day?" Qi Diao Yanli looked straight into the maid's eyes and asked, "Since I dared to come that day, I would be sure that there would be no flaws. You can rest assured."

"Your Highness, I don't mean that!"

"It doesn't matter whether this is the meaning is. You go back, I'll be quiet alone!" Qi Diao Yanli turned around and ignored the maid. The maid quizzically left the boudoir. After the sound of footsteps completely disappeared, Qi Diao Yanli picked up Yu She, but because he didn't have enough training, he was quite good when he picked it up, but when he really picked it up, it was difficult to control the strength, and the food fell halfway through several times.

Lifting Yu She and putting her close to her eyes, she looked at the utensils that showed green luster. She was still not used to it. She still missed the days when she used wooden spoons when she was in Tang. She was very comfortable with the wooden spoons, and the food of Tang was more attractive to her. At that time, she was not Princess Xia Tang. She had her own name. She didn't need to wear clothes tightly tied around her waist. She didn't have to walk carefully with small steps. She also didn't have to deliberately pretend to be quite well-educated, saluted from time to time, and spoke softly. At that time, she was the real her!

Thinking of this, Yan Li laughed out loud and turned to look at herself in the bronze mirror. She didn't think that such a dress was beautiful at all, but after looking at her for a long time, she found that not only herself but him appeared in the bronze mirror.

It was her 18-year-old, grazing by the Juyan Water, attracted by the sound of horse hooves. She was always curious and looked up at the distance and saw a young man who was speeding up on the horse's back. The young man tied his hair with a circle of animal hair, his face with a wide and narrow face, his powerful sword eyebrows, his deep and starry eyes, his straight and upright nose bridge, his two crescent moons patched lips, his slightly yellow but not losing his spirit, his strong and symmetrical teeth

The body motivated the war horse under his crotch. The wind could not disperse his hair. The grass was not as good as his horse's hooves. The clouds could not cover his handsomeness. The red sun could not compare to his vitality. He rushed past her like a god. At the moment when the two met, she clearly saw her figure appearing in his pupils. At that moment, she understood that this man would be what she would follow throughout her life, her mountain, her grassland, her strong wind, and her life.

Puchi, Qi Diao Yanli laughed out loud again. This time she didn't want to suppress herself anymore, so she smiled unrestrainedly, "Le Zheng, do you know, since I met you by chance on the day when I was eighteen, my life is yours! Until today I still clearly remember the situation that day, the handsome and handsome you at that time, and the heart-warming me that day. Le Zheng, no matter what it is, I am willing to do it for you!"

After laughing, a drop of crystal pearls fell. Qi Diaoyan Li took out a colorful glass bottle the size of a finger hidden in her chest. She remembered again that Qi Diaole was handing over the colorful glass bottle to herself. He was gentler than the past. He lingered with him until late at night. He fell asleep on his arm. In her sleep, she could still feel the feeling of him gently stroking her skin. That night was the most stable night she had since entered the Tang Palace. She deeply understood that from then on, such a quiet and happy night would no longer exist.

"Le Zheng..." Qi Diaoyanli kissed the colorful glass bottle, wiped the tears on her face, and restored the dignity that Princess Tang should have. There was determination hidden in her dignity.

The day before the wedding of King Yu

The Yu Prince's Mansion is in a festive atmosphere, with big red lanterns hanging high. Uncle Zhang directed his servants to decorate the palace and welcomed and saw him off. Everyone had a smile on their faces. It was a joy from the bottom of their hearts. Their master has always treated his servants very well, but it is precisely because his master's unpopularity that he deliberately low-key in the capital. In the past two years, his master has been awarded the titles and now he wants to marry Princess Tang. How can he not smile?

The most unfit thing for the lively and joyful Prince Yu's Mansion is King Yu himself. Since he accepted this marriage, he has never left the palace for a long time except entering the palace to pay tribute. The guests at the door of the door have occupied all his time. On the last day, he is determined to leave it for himself. Looking through the military information sent by the scouts, after basically confirming that there was no abnormal movement on the border of Liang Dynasty, King Yu lazily leaned against his back chair and closed his eyes to rest.

"Your Highness" Uncle Zhang shouted softly outside the door.

"Come in"

Uncle Zhang walked into the study with a five-layer food box with a smile and said, "Your Highness, this is a gift from Master Bai Shi."

When he heard the Master's name, King Yu immediately became energetic and opened his eyes wide and asked, "Where is the Master? Please come in quickly!"

"Your Highness, the Master did not come in person. Instead, Master Shen sent the gift. Master Shen said goodbye before entering the mansion."

"Oh?" King Yu did not find it strange about Master Shirashi's behavior. He began to look at the gift - a five-layer plate dragon sandalwood nanmu food box, with a simple style, lifelike carvings, red-brown color, and dignified and elegant, but it is not expensive in any case.

King Yu lifted the first lid and saw a high-legged, long-tongued pink jade pot placed in the food box. When he lifted the lid, the tea fragrance suddenly filled the water. A wooden label was neatly attached to the bottom of the food box, and the letter was written: Junshan Silver Needle. "It turned out to be a fragrant tea." King Yu understood and filled a cup and tasted it, nodding with satisfaction.

Open the second layer of food box, and there is a dish of pastries inside: a piece of pink balls is dotted directly above the jujube kernel, and the wooden brand is called the Red Fruit Date Beads.

The third layer contains nuts as big as almonds, with white frosting on the kernels. The wooden brand is called Milky White Torreya.

The fourth floor is still a pot of fragrant tea, called Burning Incense Clouds and Fog, and the fragrance is even better than the previous Junshan Silver Needle.

The last layer is still snacks: light yellow pastries in the shape of a quadrilateral plum blossom, each of which has four red dots, and eight pastries are made into a large quadrilateral plum blossom called Iris junction (zhu).

"The Master is indeed the Master, and the gifts he gave are very similar to ordinary people!" Uncle Zhang was used to seeing gold, stone and jade. At first glance, such exquisite pastries were quite meaningful, which made Uncle Zhang, who had a certain cultural heritage, feel very comfortable and couldn't help but admire them.

King Yu was also very interested in the gifts he gave to Master Baishi. He carefully savored every pastry, every cup of fragrant tea, soft and sweet pastry and fresh and sweet tea. He immediately felt refreshed.

"This must be Fat Kui's craftsmanship!" King Yu said excitedly while chewing the pastry.

"I haven't seen Your Highness so happy in recent days!" Uncle Zhang felt infinite satisfaction as he looked at King Yu's satisfaction, which was more delicious than trying those delicacies by himself. "Your Highness, please taste it slowly. I'll go down and see how the people are preparing."

"I'm sorry, Uncle Zhang." Seeing the family's elder slowly withdrawing, King Yu placed five food boxes on the desk side by side, from the right to the left: Junshan silver needle, red fruit jujube beads, milky white Chinese torreya, incense burning clouds, and iris fusion technique.

The King of Yu, who was originally quite satisfied, looked at the gift with a serious face. King of Yu was very clear about the craftsmanship of Pangkui. The color, fragrance and taste were all about Pangkui. Even if the plates were arranged, they were placed according to the pastry style, which was quite particular. But Pangkui did not pay attention to the utensils and food boxes for serving pastries. These teapots, plates and food boxes were the most expensive things that King of Yu had ever seen. Obviously, the Master wanted outsiders to focus on these utensils and exquisite pastries and ignore other details, but what details do they want others to ignore and make themselves care about?

King Yu looked at the object in front of him again, and his eyes searched again and again and fixed on the wooden brands. The order of tea and pastry interspersed with each other, which violated the style of Daliang, was the answer, and the specific answer was on these names. However, no matter the end of the word or the beginning of the word, he could not piece together a complete sentence. After several attempts, he failed. King Yu was a little angry. He knew that the Master must have wanted to convey some information, but he couldn't guess it thoroughly! Just when he was very upset, he saw Xuan Shaoning walking past the window.

"Shaoning!"

"Your Highness!"

"Come to my study"

"Your Highness is going to get married tomorrow, I... I haven't prepared a gift for you." Xuan Shaoning started looking for gifts a few days ago, but he never found a suitable one. On this last day, he was helpless and was about to look for Qi Wantong for her to help, but was stopped by King Yu. As soon as he entered the room, he saw the neatly arranged fragrant tea and pastries, which was quite disgusting.

When King Yu saw Xuan Shaoning's unnatural look, he laughed, "Do you think I want your gift? You, if you can do me a favor, you will give me the biggest gift!" As he said that, King Yu revealed the ins and outs of these food boxes and his own speculation to Xuan Shaoning and the plate. As for why he trusted the people in front of him so much, he couldn't tell me clearly. After all, he even concealed Uncle Zhang who had grown up.

"So, Your Highness thinks that this gift is actually a reminder from the Master to His Highness?" Xuan Shaoning turned around the table of fragrant tea and pastries for a few times, and said to himself thoughtfully, "The names of two fragrant teas are indeed very distinctive, but is the Master's intention not lies in this poetic name, but the fragrant tea itself?"

"Fragrant tea...Fragrant tea" King Yu chewed it repeatedly and suddenly said: "It turns out that the mystery is here! The focus of the fragrant tea is on the tea, connecting the last word of each refreshment!"

Ming                                                               
Chapter completed!