Chen Qingzhi who travels south in all clothes

On the day of the Spring Banquet, the news that the crown prince gave the jade flute of his engagement to a woman in a bun spread like wildfire, and rumors arose in Jiankang City.

The prince has long been known as "Ruizi Lingde", and he was placed high hopes by Emperor Liang and his officials. His frivolous actions have broken the hearts of many famous ladies, and cast a shadow over his good name. .

In the Hanyuan Hall, there were only two fathers and sons, swords drawn, Xiao Yan was sitting on the pear wood couch, Zhaoming was kneeling a few steps away.

"Zhaoming, do you know that the person you are going to marry is ten years older than you, and she is also a widow?" Xiao Yan's face was full of disbelief, and Chen Qingzhi pleaded guilty to him early on, and only then did he understand the whole story.

"Father, there are often 50-year-old men in the world who marry cardamom girls who are [-] or [-] years old. Compared with them, what is ten years old?" Zhaoming said bluntly, "As for widows, second brother Zong'er His biological mother, Wu Shuyuan, was originally the harem of the abolished emperor, didn't the emperor love her a lot?"

Seeing him mentioning his private affairs, Xiao Yan was so angry that he couldn't help but stand up straight and reprimanded, "Nizi, how can this be compared?"

"Father, forgive me, you want me to give the phoenix flute to the concubine in my heart. I just want to do it according to your will." Zhao Ming knew that the words just now were a bit too much, so he changed his words to be fierce. Said tenderly.

Xiao Yan sat down slowly, remained silent for a while, and said helplessly, "Zhaoming, you know that this is impossible, why do you still beg yourself? You are a prince, and only the daughter of an innocent and noble family is worthy of you." !"

"Who stipulated this? As a prince, can't you marry the woman you like?" Zhao Ming's eyes were clear, and he argued, "If this must be the case, please father, and abolish my prince's position." Let's pass the position to the second brother!"

"You..." Xiao Yan was very depressed. Zhaoming, a child, was gentle and reserved since childhood, but became stubborn, even more stubborn than a cow.

"Zong'er, there is absolutely no way he can become the prince!" Xiao Yan said slowly, "Zhaoming, are you going to live up to your father's high expectations for you, are you so unfilial?".

Xiao Yan at this moment is by no means like a majestic emperor, but a worried old father.

Sensing the hidden mourning in his father's words, Zhaoming seemed to realize something.Now the father has only two princes under his knees, and there seems to be rumors in the palace that Zong'er was born prematurely in July, and may be the heir of the deposed emperor.Although the father never believed it and loved the mother and son a lot, it was inevitable in his heart that he would not be entangled by the rumors.

"Damn my son, father, it's my son who is unfilial and has contradicted you many times!" Zhao Ming said with remorse, prostrated on the ground, and kowtowed again and again, "But I hope my father will allow it, and my son will leave the concubine in vain. If you marry the Chen family as your side concubine, the minister will definitely be terrified in the future to repay the great kindness of the father!"

"Haha, fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps", Xiao Yan laughed back angrily, and waved his hand, "Stay in the East Palace for me, face the wall and think about the past, and think carefully about what is the prince's responsibility."

After that, Xiao Yan ordered the prince to be confined in the East Palace, and no one was allowed to visit.

For half a month, the crown prince was depressed, he didn't know how to eat, and couldn't sleep well, which caused the old illness from several months ago. He became sick and became thinner day by day, but he still refused and bowed his head to repent.The imperial physicians came and went in a hurry, they could only try their best to control the disease, but they could do nothing about his heart disease.

On this day, Qingzhi was granted permission to visit the East Palace.

I saw Zhaoming wearing a plain white single dress, black silk draped over his shoulders, leaning on the long couch, his complexion pale and disfigured.Seeing Qingzhi's arrival, he was slightly surprised and forced himself to get up, but Qingzhi held him down first.

"Zhaoming, why are you bothering?"

Hearing his calling, Zhaoming felt warm in his heart, seldom touched the corners of his lips, coughed lightly again, and lost his voice, "I'm sorry, I have never had a chance to say this to you. If I want to be self-willed, I must give it to the Chen family. There was a lot of pressure."

Qingzhi shook his head, took out the jade flute, handed it to him, and couldn't bear to say, "I should have said this to you."

"What's wrong with her...?" Zhaoming was startled, leaning over and coughing.

Qingzhi hurriedly patted his thin back, helping him to smooth his breath, and said hesitantly, "Sister asked me to bring you a word, she said, once you enter the Buddhist gate, it is as deep as the sea, and from then on Xiao Lang is a passerby." , I hope you cherish yourself."

Zhaoming frowned and said in pain, "She...why can't she wait for me? I will definitely do what I promised her!"

"Sister, she has never distrusted you. She said that the prince is a phoenix destined to fly high. Please cherish your colorful wings. She is just a dusty bird, only worthy of being like a 'hundred birds facing the phoenix'. I look forward to it," Qingzhi persuaded.

"She was wrong. I never wanted to be a phoenix. I only wanted to be a pair of spring swallows that work together to fly with her." Zhaoming's resolute attitude made Qing sigh.

Qingzhi couldn't stay for too long, so he gave a few words of "take care" and left.

A month later, the crown prince was lingering on the sick bed, and there was no improvement at all. Xiao Yan ordered to celebrate the crown prince's wedding, and betrothed to him one by one the three famous ladies who had amazed everyone in the spring banquet.Due to the inconvenience of the prince's mobility, Nacai's wedding ceremony was done by his cousin Xiao Ke, king of Nanping County.

Among them, Xie Qiongying, the daughter of the Xie family, was canonized as the crown prince and concubine, and was promoted to the crown prince Liangdi by the Queen Yao, the king of the matter, and Cui Xiang, the daughter of Taichang Qing Cui Pu. Betrothed to him to be a little star.

Although the three aristocratic families were worried about the prince's illness and feared that their beloved daughter's life would be ruined, they couldn't say anything.The Xie family of Chen Jun, who married a concubine, is not easy to refuse; the Langya Wang family is also a newly promoted concubine branch, so they can only be obedient; Obviously, I dare not comment on it.

On the sixth day of May, meeting relatives and friends, it is advisable to get married.Zhaoming was lying in the inner hall, his consciousness was blurred, and he heard the bustling sound of blowing and beating in the courtyard of the East Palace, the noisy voices of guests, and the endless turmoil.It wasn't until the sun had set in the west and the moon was on the top of the willows that it gradually quieted down.

The lamps were turned on in the empty hall, and the lights went on and off, and the ladies of the palace came out in single file.Zhaoming vaguely saw a woman in red clothes approaching lightly, knelt down in front of his couch, and softly called "Xiao Lang".

Zhaoming opened his eyes in confusion, thinking that this must be a sweet dream.He half struggled to get up, held the hand by his side without any scruple, and said melancholy, "Am I going to die?"

When Pin Ji saw him so weak for the first time, her dimples were already weeping, but after hearing this, she forcefully smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense, my family is here to celebrate, Your Highness will definitely get better."

Zhaoming caressed her pink cheek lightly, his clear face was without the slightest makeup, only when he touched her, the line of rolling tears, did he believe it was real, and looked at her suspiciously but joyfully.

Pin Ji said slowly, "My family became a monk in Yanque Temple. I wanted to stop thinking about Your Highness. But one day, His Majesty found me and redeemed me from Buddhism. He said, I am a woman who knows how to measure. Little clever, sensitive, and sensitive son, I hope I can take good care of him in the future."

After she finished speaking, she slowly eased off the circles of red silk on her forehead, revealing the smooth and round crown of her head.

It was only then that Zhaoming noticed that she had been wrapping her head in red silk before, and said with a moved expression, "I'm sorry!"

Pin Ji shook her head, and said sadly, "Would Xiao Lang mind?"

Zhaoming gently held her beautiful face, approached slowly, and kissed her on the forehead, and said softly, "You are so beautiful, just like the life-saving Bodhisattva in my heart."