The Golden Hairpin

Huang Zixia followed him, feeling a little helpless: "Zi Qin, you can't be so reckless in the future."

"Hey, I'm not doing this to help the prince." Zhou Ziqin was holding the big bag, still happily, "Look, now we have found a way to eliminate Zhu Mo, did we solve an important problem for you? "

"Impossible." Huang Zixian shook his head. "The other party absolutely cannot risk using three days to manipulate the spell. If this is the case, if King Kui takes it out within a day or two, will something go wrong?"

"...Well, did I get beaten for nothing?" Zhou Ziqin mumbled aggrievedly.

Huang Zixian was still thinking, and when she looked up, she found that she had arrived in front of Lu's Fragrant Candle Shop.

Today's winter solstice, guests at the incense candle shop are full of guests. They stood outside and saw Zhang Xingying's eldest brother and sister-in-law so busy that they could hardly turn away, so they didn't go in to talk, just looked at them, and they left.

"Speaking of... Although Di Cui's life is not good, there are still some bright things in life." Zhou Ziqin sighed and said, "Her father, and the Zhang Xingying family she met, are all sincere to her. ."

Huang Zixian did not answer, but looked back at the incense candle shop behind.

Among the endless crowd at the door of the shop, she saw a familiar petite figure standing motionless under the tree opposite the door of the Xiangzhu shop.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise, and turned around to walk towards the petite figure.

However, the crowd in the street blocked her way, and the shrugging crowd pushed her back two steps. When she stood firm and looked over there, the person was gone.

She searched in the crowd anxiously, trying to see if there was any shadow of the other person, but found nothing.

Zhou Ziqin asked: "What are you looking at?"

"Dicui... I saw a woman at the entrance of Xiangzhu Shop, which looked like Di Cui!" she whispered.

"Ah? No, no?" Zhou Ziqin stood on tiptoe and looked around. But in the end he gave up and said frustratedly, "No, you probably read it wrong."

"Maybe..." she could only say so.

After all, Di Cui is still an arrested prisoner. How dare she return to the capital?

Seeing the sky getting darker, Zhou Ziqin accompanied Huang Zixia to Yongjiafang. Before reaching the Kui Palace, the sporadic snow has slowly fallen. There was a little less crowd here, and they urged Horseshoe to come to the gate of the palace.

Before she could dismount, the person who had been standing at the door hurriedly ran down the steps, stomping their feet and saying, "Oh, girl Huang, you are back!"

It was Lu Yunzhong, the young **** in the mansion. He was always noisy and spoke eagerly and quickly: "The prince came from the palace and said that he would have a banquet in the Daming Palace tonight. Last year, the palace was busy and crowded, and Zhao Wang was actually drunk. I slept in the gate of the palace, and was found out soon after dawn, and ended up with a serious illness! It snowed again this year, and every mansion in the palace had to wait for someone to enter the palace to prevent the kings from getting drunk and making troubles. Come out of such a thing!"

Huang Zixia got off his horse and walked under the eaves to brush off the snowflakes on his body: "The prince let me wait in the palace?"

"That's right, you should put on the clothes of the **** before... Oh, yes, the fox fur just cut a few days ago, the prince asked you to wear it." He couldn't help but tucked her clothes.

Huang Zixia smiled bitterly and sent Zhou Ziqin to go back. When he changed his clothes and put on fox fur, the carriage had stopped at the door. Lu Yunzhong pushed and shoved her into the car.

Huang Zixian looked at the sky and said, "It's still early. The dinner should have just begun. I don't see that it can't be over in the middle of the night."

"Then you have to hurry up and wait, what if the prince wants someone to wait?"

Huang Zixian headed towards the Daming Palace with the wind and snow. Fortunately, Yongjiafang is not far from the Daming Palace. Soon after the horse-drawn carriage was traveling, I saw the tall palace walls of the Daming Palace.

Today's dinner is indeed as the emperor said before, set in Qifeng pavilion, and Xiangluan pavilion is decorated with female music, singing and dancing. Huang Zixia got out of the carriage in front of Wangxianmen, and the sporadic snow had stopped. Fortunately, under the leadership of the **** carrying the red gauze palace lantern, she passed the Longshou Canal, entered the Zhaoxun Gate, crossed the Dongchaotang, and along the long Longwei Road, step by step ascended the Qifeng Pavilion which was five feet high.

The Hanyuan Hall is magnificent and magnificent, located in the middle. The two pavilions of Qifeng and Xiangluan derived from the east and the west are like the hanging wings of the phoenix, which dominate the court. The Hanyuan Hall and Shuangque were rebuilt, and they were beautiful in the bright lights, just like the gods of the palace.

Huang Zixia solved the fox fur outside, entered Qifeng Pavilion from the side door, and saw that under the emperor, the seat of King Kui was set. She walked quietly against the wall, everyone in the hall was watching the singing and dancing of Xiangluan Pavilion, no one noticed. Only when she sat down gently behind Li Shubai, Li Shubai looked back at her, frowned slightly, and asked softly, "Don't you want to wear more clothes?"

She took the wine jug in the maid's hand, knelt down to pour the wine for him, and whispered: "Wear it, the cabinet is warm, it was just taken off."

He took the wine glass and touched the back of her hand with the back of his hand calmly. He didn't think it was particularly cold, and then nodded.

Huang Zixia stood up and stood behind him, watching the singing and dancing with everyone.

The Xiangluan Pavilion on the opposite side looked at each other a hundred steps away in the sporadic snow. The lights are brightly lit, the palace is flying, and the singer's voice sounds just right at this distance, soft and ethereal. Thousands of lamps and candles in the hall illuminate the magnificent murals and the treasures inlaid on the walls. In the imperial palace, all the doors and windows of Xiangluan Pavilion have been removed when the fairy music is fluttering. Hundreds of dance dancers dance together in the transparent pavilion, like a spring breeze in Chang'an, urging the peonies to bloom, scorching eyes. , Prosperous times blooming.

Huang Zixian looked at it carelessly, feeling that despite all the postures, she didn't have the neon feather dance choreographed by Lauder as good-looking. Her gaze circled in the hall. Under the emperor, there was King Kui. The first seat opposite was King E's Li Run and King Zhao's Li Shu. They were also turning their heads to look outside.

Her gaze fell on Li Run, slightly surprised. He wears a purple brocade like Li Shubai and Li Xi, but the color seems darker than others under the lamp. But the color of the brocade clothes should indeed be the same.

She turned her gaze on Zhao Wang Li Xi again, only to realize that Li Xi was wearing a plain yarn mid laner, while E Wang Li Run had a black mid laner inside. The collar and cuffs were slightly exposed, so that the purple suit was not very vivid. , Together with the cinnabar mole at the center of the eyebrows, also looked dim.

Her gaze fell on Li Shubai again, and saw that he was also a mid-single veil, with the same clothing system, wearing him like the first snow and the clouds, and the hall was full of crowns, not as good as him.

She smiled involuntarily and turned her gaze to the singing and dancing ahead. The snow has completely stopped, and the singing and dancing on the opposite side have reached the end. The string is violent, the skirt is spinning, and all the lights in the pavilion seem to be driven by the swirling air current, and the candle wicks are deflected to the side.

Singing and dancing stopped in the sound of the festival. All the dance dancers in Jiaofang bowed in full, and the lights went out one by one. In the aftermath, only dance dancers, showgirls, and musicians filed out. Only three or two palace lanterns were left on the opposite side, hanging under the eaves.

The doors and windows of Qifeng Pavilion were closed, and in a short while, the lights and the heat of the smoker made it warm like spring. The heating and wine made the emperor's relatives and the officials of the Central and Central Government very excited, and they all raised their glasses to celebrate the emperor's birthday.

Huang Zixia was behind Li Shubai, looking at these people in front of him. Although I didn't use dinner, I had three refreshments with Zhou Ziqinzu in the afternoon, but I was not hungry at all. I just waited for the banquet to end so that I could go back early. Her gaze swept across the people in the pavilion, and she found that she was basically drunk after drinking three rounds. Only Li Run, the king of E, was in a daze, often in a daze after entertainment, and looked quite wrong.

Li Shubai also noticed his abnormality and raised his glass to greet him. Li Run saw it and raised a glass in return to him, but his eyes were vacant and it was very difficult to drink that glass of wine.

Amidst the noise, Huang Zixian faintly heard the sound of two quarters chime outside. Li Run finished drinking the glass of wine in his hand and stood up and walked out slowly.

People from King E's Mansion also came over, standing behind him, hurriedly stepping forward to follow him. He raised his hand to signal that he didn't have to follow, and walked towards the door alone. Huang Zi Xia expected that he should go to change clothes, so he withdrew his gaze, still paying attention to Li Shubai.

Li Shu has a good amount of liquor, although he drank the most except for the emperor, he still has nothing to do so far. The emperor was already a little drunk, his eyelids drooping down, but he waved to Li Shubai very excitedly and motioned to him to go over and speak: "Fourth brother, I heard that the 72nd Buddha has been resolved?"

"Yes, all the negotiations have been done yesterday. The wealthy merchants of various states and counties competed for the construction of the Buddha's bones. The bidding on site was very lively."

"Yes, fourth brother, there must be a talent like you in the court!" The emperor slapped his arm, and after admiration, he lowered his face, "But, have you ever thought about it, ah? This seventy-two This Buddha statue, seventy-two great merits, is not my own if you do it like this, and it counts on those merchants who built the tower! It was I who wanted to welcome the Buddha's bones to Beijing, so why did this merit be given to them? NS?"

"Your Majesty, you are drunk." Li Shubai said calmly, "This world is your Majesty's world, and the Buddha bones are ushered in the Buddha Hall, which is also hidden in the palace, for your Majesty's day and night worship. Your Majesty will be served by the people and the merits of the people of the world. It is your majesty's merit, even if there is a little leftover sand between your fingers, it is always the tower of the common people who gathers the sand into the court. How can the merit be divided?"

The emperor nodded, recalling what he had said, showing a slight smile, and said: "The fourth brother is right. This world is my world, and the people are ants. They are always running for me. Why don't you hang your teeth..."

Before the voice fell, there was a scream outside the closed pavilion door.

The people in Qifeng Pavilion were all startled. They didn't know what was going on. There was already chaos outside, and some people shouted, "Prince E!"

Someone yelled: "Hurry up, go to the rescue!"

Some people rushed into the hall, walked quickly to the imperial front and knelt down, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, Lord E...he is in the Xiangluan Pavilion..."

Li Shubai looked at the emperor. He was still half drunk and didn't know what was going on. He said, "My minister, go and have a look."

He immediately got up and walked out quickly.

Huang Zixian hurriedly followed out. When he reached the gate of the temple, Li Shubai was already standing in front of the railing of Qifeng Pavilion, looking at the Xiangluan Pavilion opposite.

Regardless of the cold wind outside, the eunuchs and guards opened the doors and windows of Qifeng Pavilion. Everyone saw that King E Li Run was standing in front of the railing on the side of Xiangluan Pavilion. The cold wind blew up scattered snow flakes on the ground, staining his purple clothes and sticking to his hair.

Looking at him a hundred steps away, his face was pale, and the red cinnabar mole on the center of his eyebrows was no longer clear, but that face and figure was definitely the king of E Li Run. He did not know when he had already climbed onto the railing on the side of Xiangluan Pavilion, standing still in the cold wind.

Qifeng Pavilion suddenly exclaimed, and some even shouted: "His Royal Highness King E, absolutely must not!"

"His Royal Highness, you are drunk, but you must be careful!"

Li Run didn't listen to the sound here, just looking at the chaotic crowd here.

Li Shubai turned his head to find Wang Yun next to him, and asked, "Who else is there in Xiangluan Pavilion?"