Xun Ye saw a young man wearing a white piping robe appearing in the corner of the screen. The man was tall and straight, with a decent appearance, sword-shaped eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and thin lips. He was not very handsome, but he looked very imposing. He walked with his head held high and his steps forward.
Leisurely yet calm, it has a wonderful aura that cannot be ignored.
Xun Ye, even without looking at his facial features, can guess that he is the hero of this story, the romantic emperor of the Qing Dynasty - Qianlong.
Qianlong was walking and shopping. When he reached the northeast corner of Daming Lake, he suddenly heard the melodious sound of the guqin coming from the lotus and willow bushes. He followed the sound and found a place surrounded by water on three sides, surrounded by lotus and red.
In the building with green tiles and pillars, in the classical and elegant cloister hall, a woman with light makeup was playing the piano.
Next to the piano table, cigarette smoke was curling up, making the woman appear to be a pure and refined woman, unlike ordinary people. When Qianlong saw that the woman's appearance was beautiful, with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a cherry mouth and red lips, she was better than the three thousand in the harem, and his face suddenly glowed with joy.
Needless to say, this woman is the female ghost in front of us now, the Miss Xia family at that time.
Miss Xia was born in a scholarly family and lived by the lake. She was truly a lady of the family.
Qianlong came forward to strike up a conversation...ahem...to chat. At first, Miss Xia was cautious in her words and unwilling to talk too much. However, Qianlong was knowledgeable and had excellent oral skills. Soon, Miss Xia let down her guard and the two talked about the prospects in front of them.
Music, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and articles.
Qianlong found that this woman was elegant in conversation, generous, knowledgeable in books and etiquette, and he got along very well with her. He hated to meet her so late, so he revealed his identity.
When Miss Xia knew that this was the emperor's visit, she was even more flattered and told her her maiden name "Yu He".
When Qianlong heard it, he praised the name. When Xia Yuhe heard it, his face was as shy as the pink lotus on the lake.
The two became close friends, and Emperor Qianlong simply moved to Daming Lake to live temporarily. They recited poems and painted paintings, played piano and chess, went boating on the lake, admired lotuses and watched the rain, and had so much fun that they fell in love with each other as they went back and forth.
Fall in love.
One day, a storm suddenly came. The two of them were in the Yuhe Hall, listening to the rain hitting the lotus leaves like pearls falling on a jade plate. Coupled with the misty rain on the lake, it was a picturesque scene.
Xia Yuhe personally brewed lotus tea for Qianlong to taste. This lotus tea was made with fresh lotus petals, young lotus leaves and lotus seeds, rock sugar, and the sweetness in her heart. It was naturally extraordinary.
Qianlong took a sip, and his mouth was full of fragrance. He was full of admiration and praised this tea as the best he had ever drunk. While praising Xia Yuhe for his intelligence and skill, he spread the folding fan he brought with him on his desk, dipped his pens in ink, and painted the dots.
, painted a "picture of mist and rain" on the fan, and wrote a poem: After the rain, the lotus flowers bear the dew, and the spring scenery in the city reflects the morning sun. The scenery on Daming Lake is beautiful, and Taiyue Peak is high and holy.
After writing it, I solemnly presented it to Xia Yuhe.
This Xia Yuhe was well-read in poetry and was a smart, considerate woman. She understood the meaning of the poem. She knew that this was the emperor showing his love to her, and it also hinted at the hardships of this relationship. In order to express his feelings, that is,
I wrote an ancient Yuefu poem on the brocade handkerchief and gave it back to Qianlong. The poem said: The king should be like a rock, and the concubine should be like a cattail. The cattail is as tough as silk, and the rock cannot shift.
One is an experienced romantic emperor, and the other is a young girl who is new to love affairs. When the love between the two becomes intense, their skin will naturally touch each other.
The rain fell harder and harder, blurring the hard-working Qianlong and the shy Xia Yuhe who accepted the favor. Gradually, it formed a curtain, covering up the romantic and charming room.
(This content comes from Baidu. Xiaozui made some changes to meet the needs of the plot. I hope no one will say it is plagiarism%gt;_lt;%)