Chapter eight hundred and eighty seventh: Shengshou Festival
"It's still the same as before. When people get old, they always feel uncomfortable here and there. The Ai family is also used to it." As soon as Ling Ruo finished speaking, Hongli said immediately: "How can Huang'e mother be old? In the eyes of my son, you are still
It’s the same as it was twenty years ago, and some things haven’t changed.”
Ling Ruo couldn't help but laugh when he said it, "There is no ageless person. Counting this year, the Ai family is already sixty. We stand at thirty, we are not confused at forty, we know destiny at fifty, and we are seventy years old at sixty."
I don’t know how many years the Ai family can live.”
"The Queen Mother is the Queen Mother, so of course she is a thousand years old." Faced with Hongli's words, Ling Ruo shook her head and said with a smile: "A thousand years old? Then wouldn't the Ai family have to wait a thousand years before they can see the late emperor?
"Speaking of this, she sighed softly and said: "In a blink of an eye, the late emperor has been gone for so many years. Sometimes the Ai family wakes up in a trance, thinking that the late emperor is still alive."
Hongli heard the loneliness in Ling Ruo's words and was afraid that she would be overly worried, so he quickly changed the subject and said: "Empress Huang, you have not allowed your son to hold a big birthday festival before, for fear of wasting the people and ruining the money, but this year is your sixtieth birthday
, it must be done lively and lively.”
Ling Ruo shook his head and said: "Didn't the emperor say before that there was a flood disaster in Chongming, Jiangsu? It's the time when we need to use money to provide disaster relief. There is no need to spend more money just for the sake of one person in our family, so we might as well avoid it."
"My son has already arranged the affairs of Chongming, and exempted them from taxes for the next year. You don't have to worry. My son has been on the throne for twelve years, but he has never held a good birthday festival for the emperor. If it were sixty
If you don’t celebrate your birthday, people in the world will say that your son is unfilial, and you don’t want your son to be known as unfilial, right?”
Ling Ruo said in a funny tone: "That's all, the Ai family can't talk to you, so let's leave it to you, but you have to promise the Ai family, and you must not be extravagant and wasteful, you know?"
"Son, please remember the instructions of Huang Eniang." After leaving Cining Palace, Hongli went to Yanxi Palace to discuss the Holy Shou Festival with Xianyue. Ling Ruo's birthday is in September, and there is only one month left until now.
The remaining months are really tight, but if we hurry up, it will be enough.
After a brief discussion, Xianyue said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely make your birthday a lively one, and you won't be disappointed."
Hongli said warmly: "During this period, you have to be busy with the Queen's birthday and also take care of A Luo's marriage. It's really hard on you."
Xianyue said softly: "All this is what I should do. How dare I say it's hard work? Besides, isn't there Concubine Yi to help me?"
"That's good." Looking at Xianyue's soft and delicate face, Hongli suddenly felt something in his heart and said: "By the way, the emperor told me today that from now on..." In the middle of the sentence, he suddenly stopped talking, Xia Yue suddenly stopped talking.
Yue asked curiously: "What did Huang'e Niang say to the emperor?"
Hongli's eyes flashed slightly and he smiled and said: "It's nothing. She said she wanted to buy a gift for A Luo. Congratulations to her and Fu Heng for finally getting married."
Xianyue said in surprise: "It is really a great honor for Aluo to be rewarded by the Emperor's Mother. I will take Aluo to Cining Palace tomorrow to thank the Emperor's Mother."
Hongli nodded and said: "I remembered that there are still some excerpts about Yangxin Palace that I want to read. I will come to see you later."
"I respectfully send you to the Emperor." After Hongli left, Qi Kuan frowned and said: "Master, do you think that the Emperor's words were a little stiff in what you just said? It seems that what he originally wanted to say was not the story of A Luo.
thing."
"I also feel it, but the emperor doesn't want to say it, so there's nothing we can do." After a pause, she said: "Okay, you go to Chonghua Palace to ask Concubine Yi to come over, and send someone to pass on Qian Mo
It is also necessary to be thorough so that we can discuss matters related to the Holy Shou Festival."
Let's talk about Hongli. After leaving Yanxi Palace, he stopped and looked back with a complicated expression. At that moment, he actually had the idea of taking the moon as his queen, but he swallowed it when he said it.
Well, just like what Huang's mother said, Xianyue's background destined her to have no chance of becoming a queen. Furthermore...he had never completely given up on Mingyu.
In the days that followed, Xianyue could be said to be extremely busy. This time it was Ling Ruo's sixtieth birthday, so she naturally strived for perfection. Since September, the palace has been full of celebrations.
The Silver Palace is decorated with lanterns, paved with brocade for the house, and cut with ribbons for the flowers. It is indescribable.
Ten days before the Shengshou Festival, Changyin Pavilion began to perform the "Nine-nine Days" opera, with northern tunes and southern tunes, dancing and singing fans, which was very lively. At the same time, hundreds of civil and military officials, as well as officials from various places, all
Presenting birthday gifts to the palace, royal pen and silk screen with Ode to Longevity, three beautiful and double clear green jade Ruyi, Huajing Shuxia embroidered lantern...
Later, the lanterns, screens, Buddha statues, flower arrangements, etc. could not even be stored in the warehouse of Cining Palace. As a last resort, another room was opened specifically to display the gifts.
On the tenth day of September, the day after the Double Ninth Festival, it was Ling Ruo's birthday. On this day, all the concubines in the palace went to Cining Palace to celebrate his birthday and presented their carefully prepared gifts. Hongli was also there.
What Xianyue presented was a hand-drawn painting of a birthday star offering peaches, while Huang presented nine scriptures that he copied by hand. The other concubines also presented some things that symbolized good luck and good wishes.
When it was Wei Jingxuan's turn, she also presented a scroll and said respectfully: "I wish the Queen Mother a long life and eternal happiness!"
Ling Ruo motioned to Shui Xiu to take it and said in a cold voice: "Wei Changzai is interested. In fact, you are pregnant with Liujia and you should rest in the house. There is no need to make a special trip here."
Wei Jingxuan smiled and said: "Today is the birthday of the Queen Mother. How could I not come here to congratulate you? I have been preparing this congratulatory gift for a long time. See if you like it."
Sitting aside, Chen said: "Looking at the congratulatory gift presented by Wei Changzai, it seems to be a painting, but I don't know it. It turns out that Wei Changzai is also good at painting, but I don't know how to compare it with the painting of the imperial concubine.
Who is better?"
Wei Jingxuan quickly lowered her eyes and said: "How dare I compare myself to the imperial concubine? Moreover, what I presented is not a painting, but a calligraphy."
Mrs. Chen raised her eyebrows in surprise. Don't think that writing is easier than painting. Writing words with charm is much more difficult than making a painting.
While they were talking, Shui Xiu had already unfolded the scroll in his hand, and saw a big Chinese character longevity written inside. Xia Qing glanced at it, frowned and said: "This character fits the situation, but it is tangible but not spiritual.
Wei Changzai really needs to practice hard."
I have to say that Wei Jingxuan's longevity character is really bad. She has no momentum, no spirit, and is only superficial. It's a shame that Wei Jingxuan has the nerve to show it.
Yehenala said: "Hui concubine, please look carefully. Although Wei Changzai's calligraphy is not good, this calligraphy is not simple."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Chen pointed at the scroll and exclaimed: "Look, it turns out that there are many small characters for longevity hidden in this character for longevity."