When the door opened in the morning, it was all silvery white. Lotus was surprised: "Is it snowing?"
When you look carefully, it's not snow. The ground is covered with a thick layer of white frost. It is exactly "the morning light is shining on the fields, and the frost is clearing the sky." The branches are also covered with a layer of white snow, which is printed against the blue sky, giving off a cool chill. In September, the weather in the south of the Yangtze River is crisp and clear in autumn, but in this bitterly cold place in the north of the Great Wall, it is already frosty, cold and dew-heavy, making it almost like winter.
The ground was extremely slippery with frost. Lianhua carefully walked out of the wing to Mingyan Hall, where she saw Zhu Di and Zhu Quan sitting in the hall. The two of them looked solemn and looked a little depressed. Lotus stepped lightly and walked closer slowly.
Zhu Di smiled: "Morning, you're up? Why don't you sleep more? It's cold."
Zhu Quan said listlessly: "It's better to get up. It's too late to take a look."
Lian Hua smiled: "What's wrong with you? Why do you look at me less than once? You can't curse people," she said in a deliberately brisk tone.
Zhu Quan was still weak: "I can't curse myself? This life is so boring."
Lotus has a big head. What aroused this person? He looked at Zhu Di questioningly.
Zhu Di said calmly: "There is an imperial edict from Beijing, asking me to return to Peking." Lianhua was stunned and looked at Zhu Quan sympathetically. Zhu Di continued: "The imperial edict also asked you to go to Beijing, and told me to take you to Peiping, and then send troops to escort you."
This time, Lian Hua lost her smile and sat down beside him dully.
Zhu Quan said angrily: "Whose idea is this? Such a small matter, four hundred miles hastily! I'm going to leave immediately if I force you!" He threw an official document on the case to Lianhua, and sure enough, "Let's set off immediately. You can arrive in Beijing in time for the New Year. If the journey is difficult and you can't make it in time, you can spend the New Year at the feudal lord or the prefecture or county government on the way, but you must arrive in Beijing as early as possible." Lianhua was stunned for a moment. Zhu Quan was still angry: "This is a good day, nearly four thousand miles, running fifty miles a day without rest, just right!"
Zhu Di said casually: "He said he was in such a hurry? Ignore him."
After all, Zhu Quan was so young that he couldn't hold back his anger: "We have to rush to celebrate the New Year on the road! Who is he? My father will not be in such a hurry. Is he our eldest nephew?"
Lianhua lowered her head and remained silent, not daring to raise her head to look at the two of them.
Zhu Di smiled and said: "It's about diplomatic relations with North Korea. Maybe the ministers in the court are really anxious. Don't worry about so much, we can go as we want."
"How should I go? I don't want her to go. I'm currently learning "Guan Shan Yue". It's a good idea to jump directly to "Yang Guan Sandie"." Zhu Quan complained.
Zhu Di listened to the two of them playing the piano together in the past few days. Although Lianhua is smart, he lacks the spirit of a man, and he has always been gentle and peaceful. A song "The moon rises from the vast sea of clouds in the Tianshan Mountains and the wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass". "Mountain Moon" is played in a slender and long way, which is very different from Zhu Quan's desolate and heroic mood. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "She is a girl. It might be better if you teach her some soft music, "Yangguan Sandie"."
Zhu Quan sighed: "There is no need to teach anything. The deaf people set off firecrackers and let it go!"
Lianhua lowered her head and said softly: "There is still a lot to learn."
Zhu Di looked distressed and said to Zhu Quan: "Zhenxian! You calculate the auspicious days, choose a good day, and then report to the court."
Zhu Quan's eyes lit up: "That's right! You have to choose an auspicious day. No matter how anxious he is, he never wants his wife to have another accident on the road."
Zhu Di Lianhua was speechless.
After a while, Zhu Di said with a smile: "Okay, it's okay. Let's go out for a walk."
Zhu Quan said: "What's there to see? If you go to Peiping or to Yingtian Mansion, they are all prosperous places. How can this small Daning Mansion be like this? I will be able to go shopping alone in the future." He glanced at the lotus and sighed: "Taiqing Temple, not to mention Guangji Temple, you should quickly think about how to say goodbye to the old monk Huiguang!"
Lianhua asked curiously: "Is there any temple in the capital?"
Zhu Quan heard her childish question, and knew that Lianhua was interrupting with good intentions to comfort him, and said: "Du Mu has a poem, 'There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and there are so many towers in the mist and rain.' This refers to Yingtian Mansion in the capital. Can you tell me if there is a temple?" ?”
Lianhua opened her eyes wide: "Are there really hundreds of them?"
Zhu Quan smiled and said: "The ancient city of Jinling was originally the center of Buddhism in the south. Of course there are hundreds of temples. The largest and oldest one is Tianxi Temple. It was built during the reign of Sun Quan of the Eastern Wu Dynasty. It was called 'Jianchu Temple' at that time. The first temple in the south of the Yangtze River. It was named 'Changqian Temple' in the Jin Dynasty, 'Baoen Temple' in the Chen Dynasty of the Southern Dynasty, 'Tianxi Temple' in the Song Dynasty, and 'Cienjing Zhongjiao Temple' in the Yuan Dynasty. My father still calls it Tianxi Temple. The center of Buddhism in the Ming Dynasty. It is large in scale and high in standard, and the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures have been accumulated and accumulated by many eminent monks in the past dynasties. It is the most authoritative in the Ming Dynasty."
Lianhua clapped her hands and said: "I know Tianxi Temple, Master told me. It is the number one temple in the south of the Yangtze River!"
"In addition, there is the Longxiang Jiqing Temple built by Emperor Wenzong of Yuan Dynasty, which was renamed Tianjie Temple by his father. And the newly expanded Linggu Temple. These are the three major temples today, and there are countless smaller ones, Qixia Temple, and Pilu Temple. Temple, Xuanzang Temple, these are also famous and have a long history."
Zhu Quan visited many families and saw Lotus and listened with interest, knowing that she liked it. How could such things be found in remote Korea? He couldn't help but smile slightly and continued: "When Sun Quan built the temple, he built the 'Ashoka Pagoda' at the same time. In the Song Dynasty, he rebuilt the 'Shenggan Pagoda'. The shape of the tower is somewhat similar to your glazed tower."
Lianhua said quickly: "Master said this pagoda was inherited from Tianxi Temple, and Master Huiguang said it existed since the early Song Dynasty."
Zhu Di smiled and said: "Tianxi Temple must have seen the Shenggan Pagoda being made at that time, maybe it was the same craftsman."
Lianhua was a little happy: "Really? Then it has gone home." Thinking of going to the capital and being separated from King Ning and King Yan, she couldn't help but feel sad.
Zhu Di understood in his heart and said with a smile: "I will go to the capital in the future and accompany you to take it home."
Lotus's clear eyes looked at Zhu Di, and she smiled softly and said, "Okay. I'll wait for you to come."
Zhu Quan smiled and said: "There is still me."
The three people looked at each other and smiled. Although they knew that it would be difficult to get together in the future, the mutual understanding and understanding at this moment was even more precious, illuminating many bleak days in the future.
However, how could the three people who were joking at this time imagine that many years later Zhu Di would build a real glazed pagoda in the capital based on the Lotus glazed pagoda. It was known as "China's great antique and Yongle's great kiln" and was even promoted to the world The first tower
Cause and effect, which is the cause? Which is the fruit? Things in the world are unpredictable and unpredictable, that’s how it is.
While they were laughing lively, Wang Jinghong came in and said, "Your Majesty, Princess, there is an envoy from North Korea coming outside."
Lianhua was stunned, and Zhu Di couldn't help but frown: "Here it comes again? We've only been gone for more than half a month?" Thinking of Li Fangyuan, his face looked a little ugly.
Wang Jinghong said softly: "Your Majesty, this time it's a girl," he paused and then said: "Little girl."
Zhu Di waved his hand and motioned to bring him up. Lianhua was a little nervous, and Zhu Quan looked around curiously.
After a while, footsteps sounded softly, and Wang Jinghong led someone in. When the three of them took a look, they saw that she was really a "little girl", about eleven or twelve years old. She has not yet grown up, is thin and small, wears a Korean short coat and puff skirt, and is a little dusty. When she enters the door, she kneels down and salutes: "Little girl Quan Zhien, I have met two princes and princesses." Her Chinese is very stiff. , tongue rolled, quite interesting.
King Yan was the first to smile: "Get up. Who asked you to come?"
Zhu Quan couldn't help but laugh when he saw Zhu Di looking relieved.
Quan Zhien kowtowed again before standing up. He raised his head and said, "The princess and Mrs. Cao asked me to serve the princess." His little face was a little stiff from the cold outside, his cheeks and the tip of his nose were red, and his eyes were black. Liu Liu's big eyes are extremely agile. While talking, he took out a small bag and opened it layer by layer. It turned out to be a hosta: "This is what the old lady rewarded me. She ordered me to show it to the princess for inspection." He presented it to Wang Jinghong with both hands. Wang Jinghong took it and handed it to Lianhua.
Lotus took the hosta and felt sad in her heart. This hosta is exactly what Shanxi wears. It was specially given by her mother last year when she was fifteen years old. Girls can wear hairpins from the day they grow hairpins, which means they are adults and ready to get married. But Shanxi didn't wait. She jumped off the horse at the critical moment and faced the robber's sharp knife... Lianhua closed her eyes and felt sad.
Seeing tears in Lianhua's eyes and Quan Zhien waiting with her little face raised, Zhu Di asked with a smile: "Who sent you here?"
"Going back to the prince, these are the two uncles Zhao Wei and Wu Wu from the palace. We have been on the road for forty-three days and arrived late. Please forgive me, the prince and the princess." Quan Zhien said in panic.
Lianhua sighed softly and said warmly: "You have a hard journey, how can I blame you. Are you from the palace? How old are you?" She knew in her heart that her mother had just buried Shanxi, and she must have discussed it with the princess because she was worried about her.
Quan Zhien breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Zhien is twelve years old. He has been in the palace and followed Zheng Tidiao since he can remember. I used to meet the princess in the palace. There were so many people and distance, so the princess probably didn't remember it. ." A small tiger tooth on the right is exposed when smiling, the eyes are curved like small crescents, the cheeks are red, and the beauty is clever and cute.
Lianhua recalled but couldn't remember it. She asked with a smile: "How are everything in the palace? How are the princess and Zheng Tidiao?"
Quan Zhien smiled and said: "Everything is fine. It's just that the injuries of several princes have not been good. The medical officers in the palace can't do anything. The princess is busy asking for medical advice everywhere, and Zheng Tidiao is also busy. It’s ginseng, so I found a dozen ginseng roots.”
Lianhua frowned and said, "The king is injured? Who is injured?"
Quan Zhien glanced at the lotus and said softly: "When the three princes came back from Jeolla Province in May, they were all seriously injured. King Yong'an had an arrow wound on his left arm and leg; King Yi'an had an arrow wound on each left arm and leg; The most unlucky one is that in addition to the arrow wound on his leg, there is a deep knife mark on his face; the knife wound on Lord Jing'an's back is so deep, the arrow on his thigh was not completely pulled out, and the wound was opened again..."
Zhien rambled, and Lianhua's face turned pale: He is injured! He was injured so badly and he still traveled so far!
Zhu Quan sighed: "Good men! Goryeo, no, the men in North Korea are all good!" The name North Korea has only been used for a few years, and it is often still mentioned as Goryeo.
Zhien smiled and saluted Zhu Quan: "Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty!"
Lianhua liked this little girl from the bottom of her heart and looked at Zhu Di.
Zhu Di still smiled casually: "You can stay if you like. I am originally from North Korea." He then told Wang Jinghong: "Please greet the two North Korean guards outside."
Wang Jinghong left in response. The two North Koreans arrived early in the morning and kept asking for "Mr. Wang." Mr. Wang couldn't explain which one. Fortunately, he went over to take a look. The little girl was very articulate. After asking her, he realized that he was looking for Yi. Princess Ning's.
Lianhua smiled and said to Zhien: "Zhien, you will follow me from now on." Then he handed the hairpin back to her: "Keep this, you will definitely use it in the future."
Zhu Di heard the sadness and determination in her words, looked at the lotus, and then at Quan Zhien.
Quan Zhien was overjoyed and knelt down again and kowtowed respectfully: "Thank you, Princess." The smile blooms like a blooming flower.
The sixth day of October in the 30th year of Hongwu was auspicious and good for traveling.
King Zhu Di of Yan set out from Daningwei back to Peiping, and Princess Yining of North Korea accompanied him. Ning Wang Zhu Quan led Yuan Du to send Deputy General Chen and other local officials and many people out of the city.
Zhu Quan was so embarrassed and sad about Zhu Di, but he couldn't help but burst into tears when he looked at his "eldest disciple" Lian Hua. He often looked up to the sky to hold back, and all kinds of separation sorrow piled up in the corners of his childish eyes and brows, which made everyone feel sad.
Zhu Quan gave Lotus a piece of harp he made called "Flying Waterfall Lianzhu", and specially engraved the four words "Yun'an Taoist" on it. This "Taoist Yun'an" was the title given by Zhu Quancai. When he talked with the "big disciple" a few days ago, Lotus praised him very much, and Zhu Quan was quite proud of it.
Quan Zhien rushed to hold the "Flying Waterfall". The instrument had grown so big that it was almost the same size as her. Zhu Di looked funny and asked Wang Jinghong to take it and put it in the car. There were also scriptures and music scores given by Zhu Quan for food, clothing and clothing, which happened to be piled on a cart.
Everyone waved and said goodbye with tears. Zhu Di rode with his soldiers, Lianhua and Zhien sat in the car, and the team moved slowly.
Suddenly, the sound of Zhu Quan's piano sounded behind him, sonorous and heroic but reluctant to leave. It was the "Yangguan Sandie" that Lianhua had been studying these past few days:
"The Qinghe Festival is in the spring, and the morning rain and dust in Weicheng are light, and the guesthouses are green and the willows are new. I advise you to have a glass of wine, and there are no ancient people out of Yangguan in the west. Frosty nights and frosty mornings, wandering, wandering, crossing Guan and Tianjin for a long distance, I am miserable and working hard in this body. After experiencing hardships, experiencing hardships, experiencing hardships, you should cherish yourself, you should cherish yourself."
Zhu Di was driving a green horse. The horse's hooves were hesitating, and he didn't seem to understand. Why did the owner leave in such a hurry when he was obviously reluctant to leave
"The morning rain in Weicheng is lightly dusty, and the guest house is green and the willows are new. I urge you to have a glass of wine. There are no ancient people out of Yangguan in the west. I can't bear to leave you, with tears on my lapels, and I can't help each other anymore. Feelings, feelings, and missing you. Twelve o'clock. Each genus and ginseng has its own compound. Who is related to each other
The green horse finally started running, running faster and faster. Now that I'm gone, will I come back again