In the Nanxun Hall in May, Qinxin Yazhai is surrounded by wisteria flowers in full bloom, and a graceful light blue figure is busy going back and forth. Both the master and the servant like the green and light color like the grassland.
Although Xiaohu is in the ordinary attire of a palace maid, her unpainted facial features and the wisp of bangs on her forehead add to her heroic spirit under the morning light. She follows the usual vigorous pace of martial arts practitioners and wears the Chinese characters on her sleeves.
He took it out carefully and put it in Yutang's hand, "If you want to send colorful grass and rulers, you will know where the mountains are and the rivers are vast." A magpie stepping on the branch carries thousands of words, unlike other people's endless love words, he just
Tell her that although we can't see each other often outside the palace, we miss her more and more.
Although Yutang declined her aunt's offer to revive her family's reputation in person, she spoke frankly to Hongli in her own way and received sincere help. Xiaohu poured the newly collected petals into a stone mill and pounded them, quenching out the juice and storing it.
On the porcelain plate in the incense burner, Yutang fanned it gently with a small fan, causing wisps of fragrant air to spread. The rice paper hanging in the room was also covered with the fragrance, and I was intoxicated by the smell.
Xiaohu: "Master, is this really useful?" Yutang smiled faintly and continued to incite, "Whether it is useful is another matter. Brother Hongli has done so much to take me back to the palace. I do such a small thing.
Just try your best. When the time is up, you can send the scroll to Xiao Yunzi first." Xiao Hu nodded.
At noon, it was the time for butterflies to fly. Hong Zhou went to Chunhui Hall to read flowers and birds by famous artists. There were peonies, pomegranates and other wealthy flowers everywhere. They were not at all like the elegant style of his previous paintings. He felt extremely boring, so he took the scroll and went to the Imperial Garden early.
Looking for inspiration for painting, when he turned the corner, he bumped into Xiao Hu, who was in a hurry. Hong Zhou felt a fresh and pleasant smell wafting over him, "It smells so good!"
Xiaohu had been a slave since he was a child and later lived in the Shengjing Palace. He had never seen a man like this. Kuang Qie was an extremely handsome man. His cheeks became hot for a moment and he pretended to be angry and left. But Hongzhou stood there and looked at him.
After a long time, he walked to the imperial garden, "I didn't expect that there would be such a heroic girl among the palace ladies, and she happened to appear at this time. Could it be that the banished immortal came down to earth to give guidance." In the imperial garden at this time, the competition table had already been laid.
Completely prepared, Concubine Xi and Concubine Geng Jia sat on the east side, secretly quarreling with their eyebrows, while the Fucha family siblings were also waiting quietly on the left.
Several important ministers accompanied Emperor Yong. Li Wei stepped forward to greet the harem masters. He still looked like a casual businessman and was incompatible with the dark blue official robes on his body. "I respectfully greet Concubine Xi Wan'an and Concubine Geng."
Wishing you all the best, my empress." Mrs. Niu Colu smiled humbly as always, while Mrs. Geng Jia forced a smile and leaned back obviously, showing a faint look of disdain.
Immediately after Emperor Yong sat down, he announced the start of the contest. Both sides clasped their fists and saluted, and then began to paint. Hong Zhou was always sensitive to smells. As soon as he opened the scroll, he faintly smelled a medicinal smell. He stroked the rice paper, and the texture was crispy, obviously after being wet.
After drying the paper, I immediately had a plan in my mind. I picked up the wolf hair and dipped it in the ink with one hand, and swayed it on the scroll at will. There was a hint of displeasure between my elbows and arms.
This Hongli had one hand behind his back, and his right hand skillfully moved around Bai Xuan, calm and calm. Fu Cha Rong'er looked at the lover in his eyes, full of praise, "Look at Hongli's behavior, I think he has already
I'm absolutely sure." Fu Heng: "It's not very obvious. If you are wrestling with the prince over national policy, he is naturally not as good as Hongli. As for this painting, he is the best at it, but today he seems to be a little impetuous.
, the outcome of this competition is unpredictable.”
"Yes, I wouldn't have noticed it if you didn't tell me. Let's make a bet. I'll beat Hongli, so just go along with the prince!" Fu Heng frowned: "I have no choice, I have to leave it to fate."
Not long after, the two princes put down their pens and stamped their seals. Concubine Geng Jia showed no signs of worry at all and smiled, "Haha, there are so many flowers and birds in the garden today. I didn't know that Prince Bao's painting of Begonia Spring was so beautiful." The sleeping picture is comparable to the flowers in full bloom in the garden!" Concubine Xi was not to be outdone: "This matter all depends on God's will. The two children have always been equal. My sister and I should not forget to follow God's will at this time. For the best."
When the palace officials hung up Hong Zhou's painting scroll, everyone in the garden was shocked. Prince He's talents were well-known in the palace and even outside the court, but today's painting scroll with only a few strokes of orchids was actually very well done. It was vulgar and without the character of a gentleman. Emperor Yong asked coldly: "Hongzhou, are you unwilling to go to Mount Wutai on my behalf? Why is the level of painting today so high that even a ten-year-old schoolboy might be better than you!" Hong Zhou only whispered: "Reporting to Emperor Ama, I am feeling quite unhappy today and cannot concentrate on painting. I accept my punishment."
As he spoke, colorful butterflies and hummingbirds gradually flew low around the hanging orchid sketch and landed on the scroll. Next to Hongli's exquisite painting of Begonia sleeping in spring, there were only a few scattered butterflies surrounding it. Li Wei said: "This is It's God's will. I'm really impressed that Prince He has such skill with just a few strokes."
Emperor Yong suddenly realized that there was something strange about this, and ordered someone to take down the scroll and put it in his hand to look at it carefully. There was a faint difference in color in the areas that were not fully filled with the white snow. When he came closer and smelled it, he immediately became furious and threw the scroll away. On the side: "How courageous you are to resort to such despicable tactics just to get me to travel on my behalf, but you still take me so seriously!"
When everyone heard the emperor's anger, they all knelt down. Emperor Yong wanted to attack Hong Zhou, but Concubine Geng Jia knelt in front of him and stopped him: "Your Majesty, forgive me. This is all the work of my concubine. My brother didn't know anything about it." Love!" Zhang Tingyu said at this moment: "Your Majesty, concubines have not been allowed to interfere in politics since ancient times. If the harem is allowed to flourish, it may endanger the country, Your Majesty!"
Except for Haiwang, all the other important ministers rushed to agree with the situation. Emperor Yong was heartbroken and said to the imperial concubine in a deep voice, "Yuanqing, you know that I hate the harem playing with power the most, but you are still obsessed with it. Don't blame me for not thinking about these two things." After more than ten years of friendship, Geng Jia Yuanqing interfered with the political affairs of the previous dynasty due to my will. From today on, he will be imprisoned in Zhongcui Palace. Without my will, he will not be able to take a single step for the rest of his life."
Hong Zhou: "Huang Ama, please calm down. E Niang is also confused for a moment, please have mercy on Huang Ama!" Emperor Yong turned around decisively, sat back on the dragon chair, holding the five-clawed golden dragon on the seat, and the veins on the back of his hands were visible: "You also want to Do you want to be with your mother-in-law?"
Geng Jia Yuanqing hurriedly covered Hong Zhou's mouth with one hand and said softly, "If you plead with your emperor Ama again, E Niang will kill herself in front of you." With such a short sentence, she was neither humble nor arrogant. Ling Hongzhou knelt on the ground and watched helplessly as the eunuch took his wife away. Concubine Xi suppressed the smile on her lips, stood up and helped Hongzhou up, "Good boy, get up first, and wait for your Majesty to be angry." If it goes away, I will naturally let your mother-in-law go." Emperor Yong said: "It has really tarnished the sanctity of heaven, please send Prince He back to the mansion!"
After the matter calmed down for a while, Emperor Yong ordered Prince Bao Hong to come to Wutai Mountain to offer sacrifices, and all the important ministers had no objections. Xiaohu spied all this at the corner gate of the imperial garden and hurried to Chengqian Palace.
Concubine Xi brought Prince Bao and her siblings from the Fucha family to accompany the Holy Emperor on a tour of the garden. Emperor Yong held Concubine Xi's hand and asked, "Do you know what I like most about you?" Concubine Xi lowered her head and said, "I dare not presume to predict the Holy Will.
." Emperor Yong: "I like your intelligence and integrity the most. It was the same in the past when the concubine Nian was my favorite, and Gengjia's ambition is still the same today. I hope you will keep this true intention in your heart for a long time. What you think in your heart,
I will make it up to you."
Concubine Xi: "Please remember, I thank you for your favor. The children are all watching." Emperor Yong: "What are you afraid of? One is my and your son, and the other two children will be our Aixinjueluo sooner or later."
Family member. Hongli, do you understand what Huang Ama means?" "My son... I understand."
Fu Heng, the retinue behind him, teased Rong'er, "Sister, the emperor has already designated your name. Can you move your red luan star?" Seeing the elder in front of him, Fu Cha Rong'er still maintained his humility on the surface.
With a smile on his face, he said, "You kid, don't forget that you also have a share. I may decide to marry you one day. Do you think five or seven is better?"
Fu Heng: "Sister, you were completely different in the past as Concubine Xi than in front of us. The different expressions today are quite interesting!" He gestured to Hongli to look at this person.
At the same time, Rong'er could only show his teeth and smile and said, "Fu Heng, sister, will you do anything today? Oh, I don't know what sister Yutang is doing at the moment..."