Xu Hui came to find her younger brother, but there was nothing important about it. She was still worried about him and urged him to study hard.

Under the shade of the tree behind the palace, the siblings were not polite. Xu Qilin sat on the stool, obediently listening to his sister's teachings and guiding him in his life.

"Your Majesty has agreed. When I am old, I can enter the Hongwenguan." Xu Hui first told the good news to his brother, but he didn't know that Xu Qilin didn't like it at all.

Although Xu Qilin was unwilling to do so, he was not stubborn on the surface.

Anyway, in a few days, I will be able to do the "big cause" well and dedicate it to His Majesty Li Er. It must be very happy that he will be promoted to the title of official position, right?

"Thank you for your good words, sister." Xu Qilin said with a slutty, so happy that she made her happy. After chatting for a few words, she presented the perfume she brought.

Xu Hui was a little surprised that my younger brother often made novel and playful things. He was deliberately criticized for not doing his job properly, and felt that he was full of love and respect, and he felt a little unbearable.

Holding the exquisite perfume bottle in his hand and playing with it, Xu Hui liked this look quite a bit. Looking at the poems on the bottle, chanting and pondering, he couldn't help but nodding and praise: "A good poem, you will feel that the fragrance will swell when you read it. Well, my brother's talent has improved again!"

"Sister, this is called fragrant dew. It can make people or clothes smell better than fragrance." Xu Qilin laughed twice, took a bottle of perfume, pulled out the plug, put it in front of his nose, and slapped it with his hands, looking very professional.

Xu Hui nodded with a smile, and admired it according to the example, constantly exclaiming, "Well, the smell of sandalwood is clear and concentrating; this is jasmine, fresh and fragrant; osmanthus, the fragrance is soft and refreshing..."

My sister still likes the fragrance of osmanthus the most! No wonder later generations named her the flower god of osmanthus because of her outstanding talent and writing poems about osmanthus.

My sister's elegant and clean dust is indeed worthy of this reputation, and it also adds a deep affection and a touch of thought to the fragrance of osmanthus.

After Xu Hui finished appraising, the two fragrances that she liked most were the fragrances of osmanthus and sandalwood. She put away the perfume. When she saw the telescope at a glance, she couldn't help but ask, "What is this? Is it also fragrant dew?"

Xu Qilin hurriedly picked it up and demonstrated it to the elder sister, and explained: "I heard that Your Majesty often climbed the floor to see Zhaoling, and you can see more clearly with this object."

After Empress Changsun passed away, His Majesty Li Er broke the convention and gave Empress Changsun early to enjoy the Taimiao. Even the designated temple music was "Dance of Everbright" that only the emperor could use.

Not only that, in order to comfort his longing, His Majesty Li Er also built a hierarchy in Shangyuan to climb high and look at Zhaoling Mausoleum.

Xu Qilin presented a shoddy telescope, just flattering and leaving a good impression on His Majesty Li Er first.

Xu Hui took the telescope and looked left and right, then looked into the distance, and was amazed.

After a while, Xu Hui put down the telescope in her hand, looked at Xu Qilin with a wry smile, and said with a slight slightest: "I have trouble creating this novel thing. However, Your Majesty is probably going to destroy the Layer View!"

Ah?! Xu Qilin was a little confused. Why should this built-up view be destroyed? I can't flatter you anymore?

Xu Hui told the story, Xu Qilin listened carefully, and finally figured out the whole story.

It turned out that His Majesty Li Er not only climbed up the floor to see Zhaoling Mausoleum, expressing his condolences and comforting his longing, but also often brought his ministers to mourn.

Two days ago, His Majesty Li Er brought a guy he shouldn't have taken to climb up the distance. This guy was either someone else, or Mr. Wei Zheng and Wei who specialized in finding faults.

After the king and his ministers climbed to the level to observe, His Majesty Li Er pointed to the direction of Zhaoling and asked Uncle Wei to see. Uncle Wei was determined to make things worse and said, "What do you want me to see? My eyes are not good, I can't see it!"

His eyes were not blind even if he had a bad look. His Majesty Li Er was very anxious and pointed his hand repeatedly, saying, "How could he not see it? It's right there. Zhaoling, isn't it right there?"

Uncle Wei suddenly realized, nodded and said, "Oh, it turned out to be looking at Zhaoling. I saw it. The boss is green, right? I just thought that Your Majesty asked me to see Xianling (the tomb of Emperor Gaozu of Tang)!"

His Majesty Li Er burst into tears when he heard this and returned sadly.

Xu Qilin frowned slightly, thought carefully, and suddenly understood.

In the eyes of later generations, missing your deceased wife and climbing up to see the distance was a matter of affection and friendship, and we should give it a thumbs up. However, in ancient times, it would have attracted different comments.

In ancient times, men were superior to women and were concerned about "the husband did not worship his wife". The high-sounding saying is that the husband not worshipped his deceased wife not only had an inappropriate status, but also made the deceased feel uneasy.

Therefore, Mr. Wei did not mean that His Majesty Li Er was unfilial, but mocked His Majesty Li Er for not mourning his deceased wife so solemnly.

To put it bluntly, Mr. Wei means: Isn’t it just a wife? Look at you, you are worthy of enjoying the Taimiao, and you are looking far and wide. You are so arrogant. If you want to pay tribute and mourn, you can only treat your father.

Xu Qilin figured it out and couldn't help but blurt out, "This old Wei can't stand Your Majesty's comfort. It's really annoying to ask for anything. The memorial to Queen Wende is because Your Majesty values ​​love and righteousness. Do you have to be careless and unfaithful and just call the boss of Old Wei?"

"I'm careful." Xu Hui's face turned solemn, and he said, "The Duke of Zheng is an important minister of the country. How can you add a random title and not respect it?"

Xu Qilin hummed, "This is not a name, it is a question of whether there is a true nature. For women who love themselves deeply, give birth to children for themselves, and do not cherish and miss men who have no affection, and have no friendship, you can imagine the character. Sister, you won't like such a Majesty, right?"

Xu Hui was stunned. Although the age difference was very big, that era was nothing. She was a fan of Li Er and truly loved His Majesty Li Er. Naturally, she didn't want Li Er to be a heartless person.

"Besides, mourning my deceased wife has existed since ancient times. Many poets and poets have written poems of memorials, but they have never seen anyone laugh at them, but they praise her true feelings." Xu Qilin's voice lowered a little and secretly looked at the expression of the elder sister, "Some poems can be passed down for a long time!"

After a while, Xu Hui sighed lightly and said slowly: "Like the Hanlin bird, one by one, one by one. Like the fish swimming in the river, one by one, the middle of the road. Alas, Your Majesty misses Queen Wende, and his true feelings are sad."

Xu Qilin blinked, "My sister is so talented, she is so whirring out!"

"A good poem, a good poem is written and written. My sister's talent is really not something you can see." Xu Qilin really admired from the bottom of her heart.

Xu Hui looked at her younger brother, shook her head gently and said, "Don't praise it, this is Pan An's poem to mourn her."

Oh, it's a complete slash!

Xu Qilin scratched his head and laughed awkwardly, but he felt secretly glad.
Chapter completed!