The Green Garden Palace is deep and undeveloped [Full text]

Chapter 1, Mount Taiyi

The thirty-eighth year of Emperor Hongde's reign.

The Qiang and Rong tribes vanished, the Northern Di were wiped out; the land was at peace, the four seas were tranquil; songs and dances flourished, the government prospered, and the people were harmonious.

This year, the world was at peace.

The Great Tong Dynasty had been established for fifty-two years, through the diligent governance and long-term cultivation of two wise rulers, defending against the two barbarian tribes advancing north and west, and sweeping away the remnants of the previous Great Zhou Dynasty, finally achieving this stable and unified state.

The man inside the imperial carriage, surrounded by a forest of long spears and brocade feathers, gazed through the gaps in the embroidered dragon and gold curtains, his thoughts drifting into the clear sky.

His name was Wei Zhengren, the sole master of this land and under the yellow heavens, the supreme ruler of the vast land of the nine provinces.

In terms of his life's achievements, he was an undisputed great emperor. Thirty-two years ago, the Northern Barbarians, with an army of 300,000, invaded the pass. Emperor Hongde led 100,000 troops in a personal campaign and decisively defeated the Northern Barbarians at Longqipo. Twenty-seven years ago, thirteen imperial censors conspired with the former Zhou dynasty's traitors to rebel. Emperor Hongde calmly burned down the Great Banner Camp, annihilating the rebels as easily as turning his hand. Twenty-two years ago, he reformed the government and taxes, breaking with outdated customs and initiating new policies, earning praise from the people and winning their hearts. Fifteen years ago, Emperor Hongde employed a series of stratagems, allying with the Wolf Barbarians and sowing discord among the Qiang and Rong tribes. His army fought a fierce battle at Baiye, lasting ten days, and beheaded a Qiang leader. Two hundred thousand soldiers, and the West was free from war; three years ago, the Grand Canal was completed, bringing fertility to the land… This emperor, with his dignified appearance and imposing presence, seemed to have achieved a perfect life, yet he harbored a regret, the greatest regret of his life that he could never shake off… He saw again that graceful woman in white, her clothes fluttering in the clouds, dancing freely, her face like jade, a serene smile on her lips, her figure ethereal and untouched by worldly dust, like a celestial being descended from heaven.

This was his first empress, Murong Wanyi.

Many emperors throughout history have been ruthless, but Hongde was exceptionally affectionate and true to his heart. That year, when he first ascended the throne, he was eighteen, she was seventeen. He was the emperor of the world, she was his empress alone. It was a time of great turmoil for the Datong Dynasty, with the world in turmoil and foreign enemies rising up, yet nothing could stop their deep love and sweet affection.

Murong Wanyi, though born into humble origins, possessed a beauty that could rival the most beautiful women in history. In the early years of the Hongde reign, at a reading gathering, the esteemed Marquis of Luohan, renowned for his virtue and wisdom, arrived late. Turning a corner of the hall, he bumped into the Empress's carriage. The over-sixty-year-old Marquis was so captivated by Murong's beauty that he failed to notice his intrusion. Staring in disbelief, he exclaimed, oblivious to the presence of the officials, "A fairy!

" Hongde, upon hearing this, merely smiled, but later, when alone with Murong Wanyi, he affectionately called her "Fairy."

Murong Wanyi was not only beautiful as a fairy, but also virtuous and gentle, exceptionally intelligent, and proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, as well as possessing unparalleled swordsmanship. Legend has it that it was this Empress who devised the plan to shatter the undefeated, powerful Northern Di cavalry's repeating crossbows at the Battle of Longqi Slope.

Emperor Hongde deeply loved Murong Wanyi, a love that lasted a lifetime, until the ninth year of his reign when she succumbed to a cold and died young. Wanyi disliked palace attire, preferring white robes, always dressed in a flowing white dress, graceful and elegant. In his grief , Hongde murmured an edict: from this day forward, no one in the land was allowed to wear white; from now on,

the image of flowing white could only belong to the one in Hongde's memory. "Your Majesty?" A soft voice interrupted Hongde's reverie. He pulled himself out of his thoughts and glanced casually to his side. A beautiful woman in a phoenix-embroidered dress was watching him with concern. This woman was over thirty, yet still stunningly beautiful, with watery eyes, full lips, and fair skin. A magnificent phoenix crown adorned her head, and her bright red dress accentuated her full, radiant figure, her breasts firm and full, her posture graceful and elegant.

This was Empress Xiao Yanrou, the second empress of Emperor Hongde. Since losing his beloved Consort Wan, Emperor Hongde's love had become as cold as a deep pool. However, he couldn't resist the repeated arguments of his ministers that the imperial line was paramount, and finally, ten years later, he took Xiao Yanrou, the daughter of the Left Chancellor Xiao Ji, as his empress. Yanrou 's beauty was unparalleled, and she was clever and quick-witted, managing the vast harem with considerable grace.

However, Hongde's heart was already filled with the two things: the empire and Consort Wan. For over a decade, Hongde's attitude towards Yanrou had been lukewarm. This time, his southern tour to Cangzhou, accompanied by Yanrou and Consort Shuang, was already extremely rare.

"What is Your Majesty thinking about?" Xiao Yanrou's breath was fragrant. Although she sat calmly, she exuded a charming and languid aura. Her breasts, wrapped in brocade, rose and fell with her words, her two full peaks trembling slightly.

Having been preoccupied with political affairs for over a month and abstinent from women, Hong De suddenly felt a dryness in his throat. His cold, stern expression softened, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes. "You must be tired from your journey, Yanrou, are you getting used to it?" Hong De asked, taking the soft hand of the woman beside him. It was a remarkably well-maintained hand, with long, slender, and fair fingers.

Xiao Yanrou's eyes were like crescent moons as she said considerately, "If Your Majesty can bear it, why can't I? We've been an old married couple for over a decade, and we're not as youthful as we used to be. Your Majesty is responsible for the people; you should take good care of your health." Yanrou spoke with righteous indignation, but the hand she held began to entwine in Hong De's palm, circling and stirring his heart.

Hong De's body slowly warmed. "I have aged, but the Empress is as beautiful as ever, even more radiant than before." Hong De said, glancing lightly at the heavy, imposing curtains of the imperial carriage.

Xiao Yanrou didn't answer, but leaned closer to him. Hongde immediately felt his arms being pressed and enveloped by two soft, full breasts, and a warm breath gently brushed against his neck.

A sharp voice broke through the curtain and entered Hongde's ears, "Reporting to Your Majesty, the carriage has arrived at Mount Taiyi." Hongde's mind and body were suddenly pulled away from the tenderness beside him, and he whispered, "We've finally arrived, Mount Taiyi, the ancestral temple of the former Great Zhou Dynasty." Xiao Yanrou's charming face returned to calm, and her expression was immediately filled with the dignified and generous demeanor of an empress. She rose with Hongde, the imperial carriage came to a stop, the Imperial Guards pulled back the curtain, and the two of them stepped down from the carriage hand in hand. A vast and majestic mountain stood solemnly before them.

"Damn it, this is so annoying. Now I have an upset stomach, and I'm still on duty. Why is everything so unlucky?" Xiao Shunzi muttered, clutching his stomach in discomfort. He glanced about fifty paces ahead and saw the Grand Eunuch Huang Si following Emperor Hongde slowly away with his head bowed. Xiao Shunzi figured he wouldn't need to serve him for a while, so he turned to someone nearby and whispered, "Guide, the Emperor is being attended to by the Grand Eunuch, so he should be fine now. I'm having trouble adjusting to the water and need to relieve myself. Could you keep an eye on things for me?" Xiao Guizi didn't turn around, and said in a high-pitched voice, "The Emperor must always have eight eunuchs attending to him. That's the rule in the palace. If you run off now and something happens, His Majesty will be in trouble."

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