In this way, the song of the mausoleum sounds every night in the water-green Nanxun Hall. Devouring Novel www.
No matter who is sleeping in the mausoleum, the singing voice of the mausoleum will still echo in the Taiping Palace.
Xuan Ling could not but say he loved her, but it was not too much. According to the regulations of doting on concubines, he was promoted to a certain rank after serving as a bed attendant. The person who was selected was a sixth-grade beauty. Originally, she was in Meizhuang and Meizhuang.
Among Chun'er, Lingrong's status is the lowest. Now that Meizhuang has been deposed and demoted to Chang Zai, Chun'er is also Chang Zai, and Lingrong's status is only lower than mine.
I was naturally happy that Lingrong was granted the title of Jin. However, besides the happiness, there was a trace of inexplicable loss and discomfort. It was not like the whole-hearted joy that I felt when Meizhuang was favored.
Perhaps, it’s just because of the picture of jackdaws I saw by chance - the jade face is not as beautiful as the jackdaws, but still has the shadow of the sun. Such a touch of self-pity and envy...
It made me determined to support Ling Rong, but I also had some grudge in my heart.
But in such a deep palace, and with Lingrong's life experience and situation, self-pity is reasonable. I can't help laughing at myself that I am really not a tolerant and generous person. Even close friends and sisters like Lingrong will be suspicious. Zhen Huan, Zhen Huan
, have you forgotten the days when we lived together in the Zhen Mansion and were close to each other?
Feel a little relieved.
In the eyes of everyone in the harem, Lingrong's concubine is more like the second Lady Miaoyin. She is of low birth, has a beautiful appearance, and is favored for her singing voice. However, Lingrong is gentle and silent, not only submissive in matters, but also polite in dealing with the concubines.
, not even half as arrogant as Lady Miaoyin in the past. Not only was the queen satisfied with her, but Xuan Ling also praised her for her gentleness and humility.
Lingrong is as good to me as ever. In other words, he is even better. Every day after returning from greeting the Queen, he always comes to sit in my Yifu Pavilion, and his attitude is intimate and gentle.
Xuan Ling's favorite Ling Rong seems to be unable to do anything at ease. She always looks timid and cautious, which makes people feel pity for her.
Lingrong once held my sleeve with tears in her eyes and said, "Sister, do you blame Lingrong? Lingrong doesn't want to compete for favor."
I stopped pruning the flower branches in the vase and looked at her with a smile: "How could it be? It's too late for me to be happy about what you have today. I was the one who made it possible. How can I blame you?"
Lingrong sobbed and looked sincerely: "If it makes my sister unhappy at all, Lingrong will never see the emperor again."
I didn't want to say anything, but what she said made me even less able to say anything. I just laughed and said: "Don't say that, it's like a child's angry talk. After all, I am half a matchmaker, why should the bride disappear because of the matchmaker?"
Where is the bridegroom’s face?”
Lingrong just broke down in tears and smiled, with a serious look: "No matter how big sister makes fun of me, as long as she doesn't blame me, that's fine." Her smile moved her waist and swayed softly, and the gold hairpin and pearl tassels dangled in the black hair.
Her figure swayed with gorgeous light like morning light.
I just smiled and taught her how to use flowers, branches and leaves to create the most beautiful designs.
He thought to himself that Xuan Ling was indeed very kind to Ling Rong. Ling Rong's living quarters were naturally moved away from the original place and moved to the exquisite pavilion "Fanying Pavilion" by Fanyue Lake. Needless to say, there were many palace maids and internal guards.
Even the rewards came every once in a while, and they were very generous. With Ling Rong being favored, and the queen secretly helping me, Concubine Hua was gritting her teeth, but there was nothing she could do, and she was even more afraid of me. Finally, she felt at ease and focused on Meizhuang.
Planning.
The days remained calm on the surface and continued as usual.
Since Ling Rong became a favorite, her moving singing aroused Xuan Ling's love for singing and dancing, so night banquets and carnivals were often held in the palace, and after the banquet, they also rested in Ling Rong's Fanying Pavilion.
I have never seen Xuan Ling so indulged in singing and dancing parties since I entered the palace, so I can't help but feel a little confused. However, I heard from the queen in private that Xuan Ling once loved such singing and dancing parties, but she rarely did so after the death of Queen Chunyuan.
It's lively.
The queen seemed noncommittal to the smile and joy that Lingrong brought to Xuan Ling. When she spoke, she looked calm and lowered her eyes. Her long eyelashes were like the wings of a jackdaw, and the smooth skin under her eyes was covered with cyan shadows.
He only concentrated on holding and teasing a five-spotted civet cat named "Song Zi". This civet cat was a rare animal paid tribute by the Miluo Kingdom. Its fur was five-colored and even in color, and its fur was smooth and smooth, like a piece of fine satin.
The gray and black patterns on his face look like the patterns on a tiger's face, and his pair of green, tiger-shaped eyes are bright and lively. What's even more rare is that his temperament has been tamed and is extremely docile. The Queen liked it very much and said, "The tiger-shaped cat has a unique temperament."
"Good at people's hearts", I hold him in my arms almost all the time except eating and sleeping.
The queen's porcelain-white slender fingers were dyed with bright crimson rouge, like the most delicate rose rouge on a girl's lips. They were particularly eye-catching among the colors of the civet cat's fur. She looked up at me and said, "Come here and hug me."
With an armful of pine nuts, it is very well-behaved." My smile was a little hesitant and I didn't dare to reach out. The queen then smiled and suddenly said: "I forgot that you are afraid of cats."
I laughed and said, "The queen cares about me and my concubine, and she takes such trivial matters to her heart."
The queen handed the civet cat to the maid next to her and said with a smile: "Actually, although I like it, I am always careful. After all, it is an animal. It will be bad if it accidentally bites me and hurts me."
I lowered my eyebrows and said with a smile: "Queen, you are too worried. You raised Songzi by yourself, and he is very docile."
"Really?" The queen stroked the intricate gold embroidery on her sleeves and said with a half-smile, "It's hard to predict the human heart, let alone an animal. The closer you are to someone, the more docile you are, the easier it is to not pay attention."
There was something in the Queen's words that I just pretended I didn't understand. The Queen stopped talking and just smiled: "Concubine Hua seems to dislike An Mei very much."
Hearing that Concubine Hua was very angry behind her back, she despised the mausoleum as a disaster for beauty, which made the emperor obsessed with sex. Xuanling was not angry when he heard Concubine Hua's words, he just laughed it off as "a woman's jealousy", and then brought it to every banquet.
Together with her, Lingrong became even more humble, which made Concubine Hua feel angry and had nowhere to vent her anger.
That night, a night banquet was held in the palace as usual. The princes, nobles, and their families all came with their families, drinking and drinking, and the mountains shouted long live.
A prosperous and prosperous age, full of life and wealth.
Li Chang lightly claps his palms, and the sound of bamboo, harp, silk, and bamboo can be heard leisurely in the hall. Countless Kabuki and dancers with delicate faces, long hair, and colorful embroidered clothes in full bloom, leaping in as gracefully as butterflies.
In the hall, there are singing and dancing. Each one has a very charming face and a very graceful figure, flying neatly in the soft music and the eyes of everyone, flying with graceful and swaying posture, and when the soft arms dance and fall, they are as straight as
The vast smoke waves and the fragrant wind blow against the face, making people overwhelmed and dazzled.
The Queen and Concubine Hua sat beside Xuan Ling, while Ling Rong and I sat opposite each other to accompany her.
The mausoleum opposite has a delicate appearance. She wears a scarlet lotus silk pipa skirt and a purple silk emerald pattern skirt. She wears a sapphire blue palace sash with fragrant gold hanging Ruyi knot tied around her waist like a willow. There is a misty cloud ring on her bun.
, with a smile as bright as jade, one can't help but sigh that although the mausoleum under the makeup and pampering is not as dazzling as a Chinese concubine, she still has a graceful and graceful look that she doesn't usually have. There is a hint of lightness in the magnificence.
Lingrong slowly filled the cup with wine and slowly stepped forward to offer it to Xuan Ling.
Xuan Ling took it with a smile and drank it in one gulp. Concubine Hua smiled coldly and just ignored it.
Tian Guiren smiled softly and said, "Anmei is so attentive, but we sisters have neglected her. I really feel ashamed."
Lingrong blushed and said nothing, and hurriedly left.
Xuan Ling said to Tian Gui: "Bring the fruit in front of you to me."
Tian Guiren was overjoyed and said meekly, "Yes." He smiled again and said, "Your Majesty also has one, so why do you insist on being a concubine?"
Xuan Ling chuckled: "I see that you have fruit but you don't care about eating the fruit but talk too much. Why don't you give me your fruit so that you don't let it go in vain."
Tian Guiren blushed, not wanting to provoke Xuan Ling to ridicule him so much. He was stunned for a moment, and then he forced a smile and said: "The emperor loves to joke with his concubines." After saying this, Tian San didn't dare to say anything more.
The brocade curtain is fluttering lightly, and the fragrance of wine and the woman's powder and incense entangle with each other to create an ambiguous and intoxicating atmosphere.
As if unintentionally, she gently covered her nose with a sandalwood-scented fan, hiding a faint sneer at the corner of her mouth.
Ling Rong's chess move was really good, and Xuan Ling loved her very much. However...
The few flowers and trees outside the hall were as red as red under the last ray of slanting light. The flower branches were swaying lightly, and the green shadows of thousands of bamboo poles behind were reflected on the gorgeous window screens, making people wonder what night it was.
I suddenly felt that the laughter and prosperity of Changping were not as moving as the glow outside the window.
When no one is paying attention, he retreats quietly under the pretext of changing his clothes.
The clouds in the sky cover a hazy crescent moon, and the moonlight walks between the gloomy palaces. It is crystal white, like a silvery water in the broken ice, for fear that the sharp corners of the palace eaves will break its tranquility. In the imperial garden
The fragrance of flowers overflows, and the dense light and light shadows are densely intertwined and overlapped, shrouded in a silver halo.
It is the end of July, and the nights are gradually losing their heat and beginning to feel cool.
The soft-soled embroidered shoes inlaid with pearls stepped on the stone slabs of the nine-turn corridor, making a soft rustling sound along with the skirt.
After walking far, I walked up to the high platform of tung flowers alone.
The name of the platform is Tung Blossom, which is used for people to climb high and look far away to wait for the four seasons. It takes the meaning of "Tung Blossoms travel thousands of miles, and even the Korean language never stops"1.
Wutong is originally the most chaste and loving tree.
In the past, Concubine Shu was blessed by the late Emperor Longqing, and the two had a deep friendship. However, Emperor Longqing's aunt, Empress Dowager Zhaoxian, was dissatisfied with Concubine Shu's controversial origin and did not allow her to be canonized in Ziao City. Emperor Longqing summoned the country's skilled craftsmen to
A tung flower terrace was built in Taiping Palace to welcome Concubine Shu into the palace and the canonization ceremony was held. It was not until Empress Dowager Zhaoxian passed away and Concubine Shu gave birth to the sixth prince Xuanqing that she was canonized as a concubine in Ziao City.
Occasionally flipping through the "History of Zhou", there are only a few sentences recorded in the history books about this legendary concubine whose origins were criticized but who achieved lifelong love with the emperor. It says: "Concubine Ruan, the daughter of Governor Pingzhang Ruan Yannian, was ten years old.
In the seventh year, he entered the service. The emperor's family was extremely generous. He was favored by the sixth palace. He was first established as a concubine and given the title of Shu. In October of the tenth year, the prince Qing was born. She was promoted to a noble concubine. The ceremony of enthronement and pardon was given. The ceremony was the same as that of the empress. The emperor passed away.
The concubine asked herself to become a Taoist." It was just a stroke, and it was already a woman's life. However, the late emperor's love for her was reflected in the Tonghua Terrace. The Tonghua Terrace was three feet and nine feet high, and was paved with white jade.
The jade buildings and beams shine with auspicious colors. The edge of the stage is planted with domes and sycamore trees, which provide a prosperous shade. Thinking back to the spring and summer of those years, the flowers bloomed, either as elegant and pure as snow, or as light and purple as mist, and in full bloom.
The fragrance is subtle and refreshing. Concubine Shu and the late emperor embrace each other to enjoy the flowers and whisper secret words. It is such a charming and graceful scenery.
I sighed secretly, "The tung flowers have traveled thousands of miles, and even the Korean language never stops", what kind of love, what kind of deep affection.
Among the emperors of the Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Longqing was the only one who loved only one concubine in his entire life. However, if the emperor only loved one concubine, it would probably be the source of the turmoil between the harem and the court.
Maybe the emperor is destined to apply the rain and dew to the six palaces of pink and white.
Smiling sadly, since I understand this, why bother adding to the sadness.
He has passed away, but the Queen Mother now thinks that Tonghua Terrace is too extravagant and is not good for the country, so it is gradually being abandoned. In addition, this terrace is located on a high ground and is remote, so few people come here on weekdays. Even the palace maid in charge of cleaning is lazy,
Thick leaves and dust accumulated on the handrails and steps, and weeds grew all over the empty platform. The tall trees were wilted, but the weeds and wildflowers on the ground were thriving and full of vitality.
I feel sad that no matter how beautiful or wonderful the love is, it only lasts for a moment.
Under the cool moonlight, I saw small luxuriant white flowers blooming at the corner of the stage. The vines were green and lush, winding and cute. The flower branches were as slender as a woman's crescent eyebrows. The flowers quietly contained beauty, and were pure white and unscented. The thin petals still had pure dewdrops on them, and they were delicate.
He couldn't bear to hold it. He couldn't help but feel affection in his heart, and carefully reached out to touch it.
Suddenly a clear voice slowly came from behind: "Don't you know what kind of flower this is?"
I was horrified in my heart. This place was so remote and desolate that a man's voice suddenly appeared. But I didn't even notice when he approached. I suppressed my fear, turned around and shouted: "Who?"
After seeing the person clearly, he was slightly relieved. He knew that he was rude and felt a little embarrassed, but he looked at me calmly and smiled: "Why does Jieyu always ask who is Xiao Wang every time she sees him? It seems that it is indeed Xiao Wang.
His appearance is hard to impress."
I bowed and said, "Your Majesty always likes to appear suddenly behind people, which inevitably frightens people."
He smiled: "It was Jieyu who walked in front of Xiao Wang without noticing him. It's not that Xiao Wang wanted to hide behind Jieyu."
My face was slightly hot, and the trees on the Tung Flower Terrace were lush and green. Maybe I didn't realize that he had already arrived.
"Your Majesty, why didn't you say something earlier? I'm being rude."
His moonlight-like eyes turned slightly on my face, "Xiao Wang saw that Jieyu was very depressed today and was not like before, so he did not dare to disturb her. Xuanqing did not want to scare Jieyu." He said.
His tone was sincere, not as frivolous as last time. The moonlight was light, and there was a hint of sadness between his eyebrows.
I was secretly surprised, but I said calmly, "It's just Bo Zui. Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."
He seemed to have penetrated my secret sadness, but he did not reveal it with a smile as thin as mist. He only said: "Jieyu seems to like the little flower on the corner of the stage very much."
"Indeed. It's just that this flower is rarely seen in the palace. It's very unique."
He walked over slowly, stretched out his hand to pick up a flower and sniffed it between his fingers: "This flower is called 'Xi Yan'. It really shouldn't belong to the palace. People in the palace will not plant the flower of misfortune."
I was slightly surprised: "Do flowers also have a bad life? I think only women have a bad life."
He concentrated for a moment and seemed to be thinking, but for a moment he smiled at me and said: "People say that this flower is humble and only blooms in the corner. It blooms at dusk and withers the next morning. It is quiet and beautiful, but it is scattered and no one appreciates it. That's why it is said."
I also smiled: "Does this mean you are ill-fated? I think this flower is very special. Xi Yan?"
"It means the beautiful face under the sunset, right?" As soon as he finished speaking, he and I said it in unison, and I couldn't help but smile: "Does the prince think so too?"
Tonight, Xuanqing was completely different from the last time. She stood quietly and peacefully in the summer night moonlight and the fragrance of flowers. Her voice was as clear and clear as the crescent moon in the sky. I gradually relaxed and reached out to brush my hair that was blown by the wind.
.
He was holding his hand on the jade railing, and the Taiping Palace under the moon was like a lake filled with diamonds and stars. More than ten thousand lamps, beaded shades, and tassel belts reflected the dazzling colors. It is indescribable that the light shook Zhu Hujin.
The floor is paved, the snow shines on the windows and the jade makes a palace.
I just feel that the wealth and prosperity are so far away from me, and only a bunch of small sunset white flowers are blooming quietly in front of me.
"I heard that the Anmei who sat next to the emperor and sang at the banquet these days was recommended by Jieyu." He looked at me and just smiled softly, with a smile line on the corner of his lips, which was so cold that it made people feel miserable.
, "Is it because of her that Jieyu is sad?"
My heart sank slightly, and I stepped away unconsciously. A gold-inlaid jade butterfly wing pinned to my hair swayed and trembled. Its cold whiskers and round pearls gently touched my forehead, and a distant look appeared on my cheeks.
Smiling, "The prince is joking."
He sighed slightly and turned his eyes away, "Jieyu, I have heard that gathering favor in one person is also the same as gathering resentment in one person. If the emperor's favor is too great, it is like being placed on charcoal fire, which is also very hard."
I lowered my head, feeling chilly in my heart, and said, "Your Majesty seems to be very emotional today."
He said slowly: "Actually, it is a good thing to be favored by others. If three thousand favors are gathered into one person and become the source of resentment in the Sixth Palace, Xuan Qing will really cry for Jieyu."
I lowered my head and thought, and greeted him gratefully: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Actually, Jieyu is very smart, and Xiao Wang's words are unnecessary. It's just that Xiao Wang looked on with cold eyes, and Jieyu seemed to be in a confused state of mind."
I lowered my eyelids, and he was so thoughtful, and smiled sadly, "I understand what the prince said."
His hand touched the flute at his waist. There was little light and shadow, and the flute glowed with a faint luster: "Jieyu must have feelings for the emperor brother." My face turned slightly red, but before I could speak, he had already continued: "The emperor brother is
The king of a country has no choice but to do some things. Please Jieyu understand your brother." He sighed leisurely, and a bright smile bloomed on his lips again, "Actually, Qing is very glad that he is not an emperor, and he doesn't have to worry about many helpless and troubled things.
body."
I couldn't help laughing: "For example, you can marry more wives and concubines that you like without being affected by political affairs." I laughed again, "The prince is famous all over the world, and I am afraid he is the dream man of many women."
He laughed dumbly, and the wing whiskers on his golden crown swayed like ripples of light, and then said solemnly: "Qing only wants to have someone to accompany him, not a wife and concubines like clouds." When he saw me raising my sleeves to hide my smile, he said: "Jie
I don’t believe what Qing said? Qing privately thinks that if you have more wives and concubines, it will only make them fight, but if you treat someone sincerely, you must not make them sad.”
When I heard this, I felt slightly depressed. When he saw this, he said: "I don't know why, but I said a lot of nonsense to Jieyu that I would not say to others. Jieyu, don't take it to heart."
I said seriously: "If what the prince said is true, it will be a blessing for the six princesses in the future. I will definitely give you my blessing." After a pause, "What the prince said today is really beneficial to the concubine. I will bear it in my heart."
His handsome face was covered with a thin smile, and there was a touch of melancholy between his lips and teeth, like a layer of snow-like frost on the Yuanyang tiles in late autumn, tainted with a warm sentimental temperament, "Jieyu, there is no need to thank you. In fact,
As an outsider, Qing, there is really no need to say anything. It’s just that I don’t want the emperor’s brother to pamper Jieyu too much and she will one day follow in the footsteps of Qing’s mother and concubine, always accompanying the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng.”
His eyes were blurred, as if he were looking far away, and his back moved slightly like ripples in the water.
I said no words of comfort. I was suddenly hit by his deep pain, and felt a chill in my body - it turned out that there were many twists and turns in this. It seems that Concubine Shu did not become a monk voluntarily. Even with the emperor's three thousand favors, she could not keep her alive.
After all, your own safety.
In the struggle between women in the palace, no matter how much favor you have had, honor and disgrace will still be determined in one day, and the winner will be the king or the loser.
However, there is no benefit in knowing more than I do about the past.
I took a step closer and said softly: "Your Majesty, if you grieve too much, Concubine Shu may not be able to feel at ease in front of the Buddha. Please consider Concubine Shu's heart."
The moonlight shines on Xuan Qing's elegant clothes, emitting a clear luster.
He was silent, and so was I. The sound of wind passed freely through the leaves, washing into my ears.
They looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly remembered a word that they had seen before, "gentle as jade". Yes, it was "gentle as jade".
Just for a moment, I felt something was wrong and turned my head to look away. The breeze came slowly on the stage, blowing my hair on the temples and making his azure blue shirt rustle slightly. The moist night air soothed and cooled him.
Skin, I slowly chewed on the profound meaning of his words.
For a long time, his tone was as slow as mist: "Xiyan is like a flower that only blooms for one night - just like a love affair that cannot be seen in the light and is not accepted by the world."
I was shocked and uneasy inside. The sleeves embroidered with lotus flowers in silver thread felt cool and warm on my arms, and I was speechless.
The old affairs of the palace are really not something I should know. However, the love affair between Concubine Shu and the late emperor is known to everyone. The love that braves the disapproval of the world must be sad and persistent.
I wonder if Xuan Ling's love for me is as much as the late emperor's love for Concubine Shu.
I looked up and saw that the moon had shifted a little to the west. I lifted up my skirt and said goodbye, "I'm afraid the palace maid has been looking for you for a long time, so I'll say goodbye first."
Take two steps away and listen to him say: "I apologize for being so rude to Jieyu last time." His voice gradually lowered: "The day of Wen Yi's birthday was the day when his mother and concubine left the palace ten years ago. Qing was so dissolute that he couldn't control himself.
, disgraceful."
There was a vague warmth in my heart, and I looked back and smiled: "I don't know when the prince is talking about, I don't remember it anymore."
He was slightly startled when he heard the words, and his smile gradually became cheerful under the moonlight, "No! Qingyi doesn't remember."
Concubine Yang's floor-length dress was like floating clouds gently brushing over the dusty jade steps. I stepped off the stage slowly under the light moonlight all over the floor, and his slightly sad sigh could be faintly heard behind me. I don't know if it was me who was sighing, or whether he was missing me.
Her mother-in-law.
"The beauty of the sunset is moistened by white dew, and the flowers are fragrant due to the water. It is doubtful that someone is looking at it with affection. The beauty of the sunset is fragrant and fragrant. It is always hazy in the dusk. How can I get a glimpse of the true face of Xi?" 3
The sunset is a beautiful and sad flower. It is as heartbreakingly beautiful and easy to wither as snow.
It was a night full of sadness, and I met someone who was as sad as me.
I sighed softly, this hot summer is passing so quickly, and autumn is coming in a blink of an eye.
Note:
1 "Tonghua travels thousands of miles, and even the Korean language never stops": from "Midnight Song". It describes the love and intimacy between lovers.
2. Xiyan: It is actually a gourd flower. It often blooms in corners of walls. It blooms in the evening and fades in the morning. It is said to be the flower of misfortune.