In July, the heat became more intense, and the long-awaited rain finally arrived with the joint blessings of the emperor and empress. Swallowing Novel www. A heavy rain dispersed the unspeakable heat and drought, and brought immeasurable blessings to the people.
, which also diluted the misery of losing two sons in the palace.
As a result, the silk and bamboo wind music that had been silent for a long time sounded again among the purple roofs and yellow beams of the palace. The heavy rain had just passed that day, and the fresh water vapor in the air had not yet dissipated.
A banquet was held in Juhu Yunying Palace to celebrate. Maybe the palace really needed such a banquet to resolve the conspiracy of losing sons one after another.
Juhu Yunying Palace is built among ten miles of lotus. It uses white wood, a specialty of Silla, to build a pavilion facing the wind. The crystal curtain moves in the breeze. The thin bamboo green curtain of Xiangfei is half hanging and half rolled, facing the clear water and white lotus.
, extremely elegant and clean. Outside the palace, the sky is clear and the air is clear, the water waves are beginning to rise, and the skylight and water shadows are lingering into a blue color; on the water bank, there are fragrant flowers, Tinglan orchid, and lush green. I drink wine in the wind and feel full of joy.
The concubines here are all well-placed and favored in the palace, and Concubine Murong, who has fallen out of favor, is naturally not one of them. After I and Tian concubine had a miscarriage, it was hard to avoid the situation, so Xuan Ling rarely came to our place.
My favor is also not as good as it used to be. Therefore, with the favored concubine left vacant, all the concubines in power do their best to compete for Bo Xuanling's favor. And in my heart, I understand why he is
Concubine Murong was treated leniently, but in the end, she was not without a little resentment. And besides this resentment, there was also a bit of self-pity and sentimentality.
Amidst the red flowers and willows, the queen's temperament is high and far away from Ningzhuang; the concubine's posture is soft and harmonious; the concubine Xinggui is bright and bright, which makes people look at her; Meizhuang is quiet and elegant, making people see far away; Cao Ronghua's bright eyes are shy; Qin Fang's slender appearance
Her waist is like a girdle; Liu Shenbin's eyebrows are smoky and slightly furrowed, showing a sense of pity; Du Tianbin's makeup is rosy and delicate, and she unconsciously feels pity for jade. Other girls, perhaps
The appearance is the best, or the expression is the best, each has its own charm.
I am in such a state of mind that I cannot blend into this beautiful scene for a while. And in such a pale state of mind, even the clothes I choose are silver-white plain clothes made of velvet, with only a flat and simple round updo with a bead-encrusted haircut across it.
Silver hairpin, choose a remote seat and disappear from the crowd. When Xuan Ling saw me, there was implicit pity in his eyes, but I was still shocked. Remembering my child who could not come to this world, I felt miserable in my heart.
Turning around, he quietly wiped away the traces of tears.
Such a beautiful girl filled the palace with fragrance. Xuan Ling was only interested in Ke Ke and was not very moved. Seeing that his interest was waning, the queen added: "Although it is a rule that the draft is held once every three years, the palace has been hit by a series of disasters in recent days.
Changes, if approved by the emperor, are not unchangeable. It is better to choose some new people to join the palace to accompany the emperor. "
Xuan Ling was noncommittal, but he was still grateful for the Queen's kindness: "I understand the Queen's kindness to me, but I am not in the mood at the moment." His eyes were slightly silent, "Besides, although the newcomer is good, beauties are rare."
The queen understood, and quickly smiled and said: "The inner court has arranged a new song, and I would like to invite the emperor to watch it."
Xuan Ling smiled politely and said, "I drank too much today, so why not do it another day?"
However, the queen insisted: "The singer has been rehearsing for a long time just to entertain the emperor." The queen has always been docile and does not go against Xuan Ling's wishes. It is rare for her to insist on her opinion like this today. Xuan Ling has always respected the queen and is not willing to violate her right now.
With his mind in mind, he said: "Okay."
The hall was quiet and silent, and the cool breeze occasionally blew through the half-rolled bamboo curtains in the hall, faintly carrying the fragrance of lotus and water chestnut leaves. Several faint sounds of cicadas in the distance made the hall even more peaceful. After a while, there was a sudden sound.
I heard a faint singing voice coming from the wind blowing from the lake in front of the temple. The voice was very small. If you don’t listen carefully, you could easily fall into a trance. However, if you listened carefully, the singing voice was soft and melodious, like the singing on the treetops and dew in the early morning.
The oriole has a unique charm that is touching.
The song gradually came closer, but there was a small boat, and there was a graceful woman on the boat, slowly rowing in. The woman was covered with pink gauze, and she was also wearing a light pink dress, and she appeared on the clear water and white lotus.
Just like the most delicate cherry blossoms of one color on the branches in early spring, they can be transformed by breathing, making people suddenly feel distressed and caring. However, who she really is, everyone looks at each other, full of suspicion and uncertainty.
As soon as this woman came out, although they only heard her voice but not her face, everyone knew clearly in their hearts that a woman with such a moving voice was far superior to Lady Miaoyin and Anmei at that time. How could she compare with her?
She is a fierce rival for favor. However, her singing voice is so lovely, and her words of resentment and jealousy cannot be uttered no matter what.
The closer she got, the clearer her singing became. She was singing an ancient song known to everyone from Jiangnan women, "Lotus Leaves He Tian Tian".
"You can pick lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. There are two lotus leaves in the fields. There are two carps playing with each other in the blue waves. The fish play with the lotus leaf to the east, and the fish play with the lotus leaf to the south. Whose girl is deep in the lotus leaf, laughing and throwing a lotus across the water. You can pick it in the south of the Yangtze River.
Lotus, there are fields of lotus leaves. The water covers the sky with green color, and the flowers bloom with cool red color. How lucky are passers-by to meet here. I was given a lotus root by you, and the heart of the lotus root is thousands of silk. I was given a lotus fruit by you, and my heart is as painful as boiling."
This song is often sung by girls from the south of the Yangtze River when they are picking lotus flowers in the summer. It also expresses the love and affection for their lover. However, the more ordinary the song is, the more surprised I am at this girl's intelligence. It is always the simple things that show the most skill.
Profound, like a top chef, if you want to truly show off your cooking skills, you will not choose complicated dishes, but choose the simplest cabbage and tofu to show your true skills. There are many women in the palace who are good at singing.
, only this woman really caught my attention. I couldn't help but sigh: What a wonderful beauty this is!
Sure enough, the song came from her mouth, like complaining, crying like admiration, the lingering sound was lingering like a wisp. A lake of lotus flowers bloomed like snow, the wind was as cool as jade, the beauty sang slowly with a voice like beads, but I felt the lotus weeping and fragrant.
The orchids are smiling, the wind is clear and dew is cold, and the spring sorrow is endless. It makes people feel lovesick, lingering in the heart, soft and melancholy.
Her pink clothes were blown by the lake breeze, and her skirts were as fluttering as a hand. The shadows of the sky were shimmering in the waves, and her delicate figure was reflected in the water. It was like a lotus flower that had just opened, as light as a stamen, and her ripples were like a fairy in the water.
There is a state of floating in the breeze, and the wind is so beautiful that it is hard to describe.
Xuan Ling had long been fascinated by watching from a distance. His mouth was muted and hard to express. He turned his eyes and stared at the queen for a moment. The queen looked at Xuan Ling softly and said softly: "Although the singing voice is still not as good as it is, it is still comparable to sixty-seven points."
Xuan Ling felt slightly sad, and quickly turned to look at the woman intently, as if saying to himself: "She is already so precious. After all, no one in this world can compare to her."
The queen's eyes darkened, but she still had a smile on her lips, but she stopped talking. I was very far away from them, so I heard these words sporadically and didn't think deeply about them.
When the boat was near, someone had already gone down to ask who it was. The woman in pink shirt just didn't answer. She casually folded a white lotus in full bloom beside her and threw it to Xuan Ling from a distance. She only sang the phrase "Whose house is deep in the lotus leaves" repeatedly in her mouth?
"Girl, smile and throw a lotus across the water." The scenery is so beautiful, and the style is so charming that it can capture people's hearts. How could Xuan Ling think about it carefully, and took two quick steps forward to catch it in his hand. The white lotus was still wet with cool water drops.
His sleeves got wet as he moved, but he didn't care at all.
Seeing this, everyone's expressions changed greatly. Only the queen, with a soft smile on her lips, watched silently.
Xuan Ling took the lotus in his hand and played with it repeatedly with a smile, his eyes only lingering on the graceful woman. At this time, the boat had docked. Although I couldn't see her face, I could clearly see her figure. She was very familiar, and I was shocked.
, I suddenly thought about how her voice was damaged and had not fully recovered, so how could she appear here, I couldn't help but be surprised and confused. Looking back at the beauty of the eyebrows, the two people's eyes met, and they were as surprised as me.
She stretched out a slender snow-white hand from a distance, and Xuan Ling couldn't help but reach out to hold it. When the hands met, there was already a lotus root in the woman's hand. The woman smiled softly: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
The sound of this sentence was like Yan language, delicate and crisp. Xuan Ling's face was full of spring breeze: "If the beauty is like this, why don't you fall in your arms early? When I saw her today, she gave me papaya, so naturally I want to repay her with Qiong Yao."
Before she finished speaking, the queen stood up with a smile, "Does the emperor know who she is?" Then she turned to look at the woman, "Let the emperor see your true face?"
The woman bowed reservedly, her veil was lifted with a gentle wave of catkins, her eyebrows were like green feathers, her skin was as white as snow, her waist was like a sash, her teeth were like shells, and she was as delicate as a flying swallow in the wind. I held my breath slightly, and my heart was heavy
Shocked, then cooled again, all five flavors were mixed in an instant - who else could it be if it wasn't An Lingrong!
Xuan Ling was also very surprised, "Isn't your throat broken?"
Lingrong's smile was as sweet as a spring, and she was slightly shy: "The queen ordered the imperial doctor to treat her carefully, and she is now cured."
Xuan Ling sighed in surprise: "Not only is it better, but it is even better than before." He was very happy and turned to the queen and said: "The queen has worked hard. I am lucky to have such a virtuous queen."
There was a moment of emotion and affection in the queen's dignified eyes, almost tears welling up in her eyelashes, but soon she just smiled Shushen, without any hint of pride: "I just saw that the emperor was depressed all day long, so I took this tactic. I just hope
It can bring some comfort to the emperor. It is good that the emperor likes Anmei. I only hope that the emperor can be comfortable every day, live a long life and be healthy."
Xuan Ling was moved when he heard such affectionate words. I was also touched. I had never realized that the queen had such deep affection for Xuan Ling. With such deep affection, she could actually put others in Xuan Ling's arms. She only asked for him.
As long as you can be happy, that's all. How can a loving heart be so tolerant and generous?
Before I could think about it, Xuan Ling already said: "Rong'er's beauty was awarded this time last year."
For the sake of becoming a fifth-grade girl."
Lingrong's eyes quickly swept across my face, full of apology. He quickly turned away and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love."
Xuan Ling laughed heartily: "Rong'er has always been shy and gentle. When we meet again today, it's the same as when we were newlyweds."
The mausoleum's head was slightly bowed, as shy as a water lotus, which could not stand the cool breeze. Only a red coral double-knot Ruyi hairpin could be seen in her hair. The pearls on the head of the hairpin trembled, making it even more beautiful and charming. I heard her say: "How can I still be there, my concubine?"
New people are just old wine in new pots, and the emperor is not tired of abandoning his concubines and being foolish."
Xuan Ling put his hand on her small and round chin and said lovingly: "With your beloved here, it is natural that everyone will get drunk even if the wine is not drunk. Today you have returned to my arms, and you should sing a long song to congratulate her."
The mausoleum tilted its head slightly, with a very innocent and gentle look, and sang with a smile: "I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes. I advise you to cherish your youth. When the flowers are blooming, they can be broken. Don't wait until the flowers are gone and the branches are empty."
As the song fell, Xuan Ling stroked his palms and thought about it for a long time. When he came back to his senses, his smile became even stronger: "The flowers are blooming and they need to be broken, so I will break them for you in my hands to prevent you from being lonely on the branches anymore." He immediately said to her.
Li Chang said: "Take the gold threaded clothes and give them to An Xiaoyuan." Li Chang was slightly startled, bowed and accepted the order and left.
The gold-threaded garment was specially made by the late Emperor Longqing for Concubine Shu. There were only three pieces left in the world. One was left in the palace, one was taken away by Concubine Shu when she left the palace, and the other was in the hands of King Qinghe.
Such grand courtesy and favor almost made everyone stunned and surprised.
Concubine Xingui suddenly smiled, turned her head and said with a hint of sourness: "The Yue girl appears on camera with her new make-up. Sister An is indeed a riveting singer! 1"
I suddenly remembered that this song was sung by An Lingrong when she was lucky last year. With this song, she became Xuan Ling's favorite concubine. She was shy and nervous at that time, far less calm and leisurely than she is today.
, singing gracefully. And to this day, this song "Golden Thread Clothes" has achieved more than just her favor and glory.
After all the downfalls and embarrassments in the past, An Lingrong finally felt proud and proud.
I couldn't tell whether I was feeling happy or sad at this time. I just felt a blank white mist wash over my heart. I quietly turned my head, pursed my lips and said nothing. Looking at the Yunying Palace of Juhu Lake, beyond the lotus flowers in the distance,
This is the Luoyue Kaiyun Pavilion where King Qinghe temporarily resides. I heard that acacia trees are planted outside the pavilion, and the flowers bloom like mist and fall like rain.
Perhaps in such a depressed situation for Meizhuang and I, it is a good thing that Lingrong suddenly gained favor from others and ourselves. However, a faint smile appeared on my lips.
The sound of silk and bamboo in the palace, such peaceful singing and dancing can make people temporarily forget all sorrow. I raised my glass and drank deeply, just hoping to stay drunk. I thought, I don’t want to think about it anymore, and I don’t want to remember it anymore.
A month later, I looked through the records of Tongshi. In the whole month, Xuan Ling summoned me once, Jingfei twice, Meizhuang twice, Cao Jieyu once, Shen concubine and Xingui concubine once each, but my relationship with the queen was not the same.
It's much better. In addition to the regular fifteenth day of every month, I also stay overnight in the Queen's Palace on the seventh and eighth days. Apart from a few days of resting alone, the other nights are almost all filled with Ling Rong's name.
The imperial court was divided into poor families and rich families, and the same was true for the harem. They needed family status to increase the power behind them. Naturally, Lingrong's background was not as humble as that of a palace maid, but it was indeed not decent enough. Xuan Ling pampered her so much that almost everyone in the harem
It's full of gossip, sourness and jealousy.
However, Lingrong's gentle and humble temperament is the most suitable to appease Xuan Ling's grief at losing her children at this time. A woman's gentleness is a good medicine to lick a man's wounds.
I sat quietly with the other concubines and listened to the queen's words. Maybe the queen was right. She was Xuan Ling's queen and had been by his side for many years, so she naturally knew what kind of person she wanted to comfort and serve him.
The queen was facing south, sitting upright. She was only wearing a satin dress with a water-red silk embroidery, gold and silver, and a cloud pattern. The intricately embroidered stand-up collar made her face extremely dignified, and even the charming color of water red was out of place.
Its original meaning. The queen's eyebrows were solemn, and there was a hint of sternness in her tone: "An Xiaoyuan's background is not honorable enough, no wonder you are not convinced. But now that the emperor likes her, it means that this palace likes her. You usually use jealous tactics,
I turned a blind eye and just pretended that I didn't know. But right now she is the one who is dear to the emperor's heart. If you dare to quarrel with her, you will antagonize me and the emperor." Suddenly a loud voice said: "I understand.
What?"
No matter how resentful everyone was, they didn't dare to reveal it in front of the Queen. They had to swallow hard and had no choice but to agree.
Seeing everyone like this, the Queen softened her expression and said sincerely: "I can't help it. If you all help, everyone can please the Emperor, so why should I bother." She sighed: "
Now that the concubines and concubines are gone, Concubine Murong has lost the favor of the emperor, and the concubine Wan is not in good health. With the concubines withering away, is it really necessary to make an exception for the draft?
Even more unwilling. The emperor already liked An Xiaoyuan, but she had to recuperate because her throat was bad. She has a good temper, as you all know. With her by the emperor's side, it's not too bad.
"
As the queen said this, Lingrong just sat peacefully in her seat, lowering her head silently, ignoring the words of others. In the large mahogany chair, she could only see her pitifully thin and delicate back under the gorgeous clothes, and
The hairpin is densely shimmering in the black hair and is round and round.
When the queen said this, everyone had their own thoughts, and they were naturally speechless. Everyone had their own ideas, and they all understood that an An family without a prominent family background was naturally more attractive than the new arrival, such as flowers and beautiful women.
What's more, who knows that one day her voice will break down, and Jun's favor will fall on her head again. She smiled happily and promised repeatedly that she would never embarrass Lingrong.
The queen breathed a sigh of relief, looked at me, and said kindly: "Don't take An Xiaoyuan's matter to heart. The emperor always has someone to accompany him. It's rare that An will be close to you again. I'm just watching.
She can also sing to relieve the emperor's worries. Everything I do is for the sake of the emperor."
I stood up in fear and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, your words are serious. As long as it is for the Emperor, how can I be wronged?"
The queen's expression softened: "You are the most generous. The emperor has always liked you, and I am relieved. But now that I see you missing the child so much, I am not in good health - the emperor cannot be without people who serve him. You
It’s better to take good care of your health and then serve the Emperor.”
How could I not understand the deep meaning of the queen's words? Lingrong's beauty was due to her arrangement, so she naturally had to be more pity. How could she allow others to steal Lingrong's current limelight? So she respectfully accepted the order and said
: "The Queen's arrangement must be good."
Before leaving, the Queen said: "You have been wronged by Murong's matter. The Queen Mother has already known about your Xiaoyue matter, and she has been feeling sorry for her for a long time. I heard that the Queen Mother is in better spirits today, so you can go and say hello."
I was listening to the Queen talking about Lingrong, but suddenly I heard her mention the loss of my son. My heart suddenly felt sour, and it brought back sadness. However, I couldn't show it on my face. I could only lower my head to cover up my sorrow.
Responded "Yes".
When I walked to the garden outside Fengyi Palace, I felt a chill coming over my face. Then I was surprised to realize that it was already the beginning of autumn. The precious flowers all over the garden of Fengyi Palace had fallen. The green leaves were quietly dyed.
There was a thin layer of golden mist, and with it the desolation that dyed the fallen flowers and clear springs into light gold. But a few months ago, the garden was full of peonies and peonies, and I learned that I was in this rather dangerous garden.
I got my first child in my life. In just a few months, the people who enjoyed the flowers together were like falling flowers. I don’t know how many times they have withered away.
Suddenly I heard someone calling from behind: "Your Majesty, please stay." I turned around and saw Qin Fangyi, walking in front of me with delicate and seemingly elegant steps. I heard that in recent days, in order to win Xuan Ling's favor, she deliberately imitated this kind of behavior that is said to be a pre-Qin lady.
She walks at her favorite pace. It is said that when walking, she is like a weak willow supporting the wind, very graceful. Unfortunately, Xuan Ling's thoughts and joy are all on Ling Rong, so he just laughed it off after seeing it. Originally, Qin Fangyi's bones were slightly thick, so she was not suitable.
Such a graceful step looks a bit like Dong Shi's imitation.
I secretly changed my mind, maybe it would be more suitable and more beautiful for Ling Rong to walk like this.
In fact, I am not familiar with Qin Fangyi. When we met, we only nodded. I was a little surprised that she called her so affectionately today.
Then he stopped and waited for her to come forward. She only made a half salute and said, "How are you, my concubine?"
I was too lazy to argue with her about etiquette, so I just asked: "What's the matter with Sister Qin?"
But she just smiled and said for a moment: "My sister's complexion is much better. It can be seen that An Xiaoyuan and her sister have a deep relationship. Once she is favored, your complexion will also look better. Isn't it? Sisters have to support each other.
ah."
I was bored and didn't want to waste any more words with her, so I turned away and said, "I have to go to pay my respects to the Queen Mother, so I have to take a step first."
But she refused to give up: "My dear sister, you are really busy with things. I haven't seen the emperor, so it would be good to see the queen mother. You are so filial, sister, I can't compare to you!"
I was very angry when she made such sarcastic remarks. She used to be on good terms with me, but now she is so blatant, regardless of my position above her. She is just looking at Xuan Ling's indifference to me and losing her son.
, is no different from falling out of favor. How could she not be jealous when I was so prosperous in the past, so she naturally took advantage of this opportunity to exclude me.
I suppressed my anger and just walked forward. Her words were mean and charming. Her voice was high and sharp, like a sharp needle, piercing into my heart, gently, but hard and fast. She came up
She stepped forward and grabbed my sleeve and said, "Everyone knows that my concubine sister is on good terms with An Xiaoyuan. This time she went to such great lengths to ask the queen to come forward to arrange for her to get close to the emperor. My sister is really resourceful." She covered her smile with silk.
"But yes, my sister is helping An Xiaoyuan like this. If she has a child in the future, it will naturally be your child. Why should my sister worry about not being able to protect the one in front of me!"
I can't bear it anymore. I can bear everything she said, but it's just a child. It's a big pain in my heart. How can I let her use it to slander her at will.
I pushed her hand away hard and said coldly: "Qin Fangyi should call me 'empress' and call myself 'concubine' when she meets me. Fangyi has been in the palace for a long time, and I still have to follow these rules one by one."
Are you here to teach? She is still old and confused!" When she heard me calling her the word "old", she suddenly changed her color almost instantly. How could I allow her to speak, so I pressed her arm and said with a slight smile: "Fang Yi
Why bother to imitate the steps of those pre-Qin ladies? It’s so long ago, how can you be like them? Why don’t you go back to the palace and think about it, why is the emperor not showing any favor to you now? He hasn’t even summoned you once in more than a month. But.
Now I am leaving An Xiaoyuan, if you sincerely ask her for advice, I think Xiaoyuan will definitely give you some advice. Fangyi, you will benefit a lot."
After being questioned like this, she couldn't even reply, and her face turned red and white. Maybe it was because I was higher than her after all, and she was so resentful that it was hard to express. After a long time, her face changed, and she looked like she was angry.
The situation was about to attack me, but a very clear voice came from behind, and said calmly: "Is Sister Qin crazy? Even the noble concubine is going to contradict me, so you know that the queen will definitely be blamed if she finds out.
"Qin Fangyi was quite afraid of her, and even more afraid of the queen, so she had no choice but to leave in anger.
Lingrong held my hand and said, "Sister, I have been wronged for my sake. Lingrong is late."
I gently pushed her hand away unnoticed and said, "There is no grievance. I shouldn't be on the same level as her." I smiled faintly and said, "I was the one who came to your rescue in the past, but now I have changed."
Lingrong's eyes were slightly red, and she said clearly: "Sister, do you blame me and want to break up with me?"
I said: "No, don't worry about it."
Lingrong shed tears and said: "Sister, do you blame me for not telling you beforehand? This was done in a hurry, and the Empress also asked the Emperor to surprise him, and the news must not be leaked. Lingrong is humble, how can he dare to disobey? What's more, I want to do it privately.
Well, if I am favored by the emperor, I can also help my sister, and she won't have to work so hard."
I sighed and said, "Lingrong, you should tell me that your voice has healed. This makes me worried, but it also surprises me."
Lingrong smiled sadly, like a bird that couldn't cover its body in the wind and rain: "Sister, it's not that I don't understand that you can't help yourself. What's more, Lingrong's body is like a willow. All of this is just a singing voice for success and a singing voice for failure."
I can't speak or question anymore. I can't bear her hurting herself like this. She has a singing voice when she succeeds and a singing voice when she fails. What about me? Is success or failure just for the sake of my children and my sadness?
I can understand, and I can't bear to blame anymore. In the harem, everyone has their own last resort.
So she forced a smile on her face and consoled her: "Qin Fangyi made me angry, but I made you sad. How can two people cry like this? It's a joke to others." Lingrong stopped crying.
When I arrived at the Queen Mother's Palace to say hello, the Queen Mother felt sorry for me and asked someone to sit down on her bed and let me sit in front of her bed to talk. When I mentioned my miscarriage, the Queen Mother was also sad and only told me to take good care of myself.
The Queen Mother stroked her chest and said with emotion: "Shilan's child Ai Jia originally looked good, a very neat child, and good-looking, but his temper is a little arrogant. That is inevitable, a child from a noble family. Now.
It seems to be very vicious!" The Queen Mother said again: "The Ai family is old and lacks energy. All things are left to the Queen to take care of. It would be better to have more experience. If you were young, you would not be able to tolerate such a person.
In the palace! It’s the Queen’s uselessness that causes so many troubles.”
I heard that the Queen Mother was guilty of blaming the Queen, so I laughed and said, "There are so many things going on in the palace that the Queen Mother cannot take care of them. Please don't blame the Queen Mother."
The Queen Mother was not in good spirits either. Her graying hair was spread out on the pillow, and her face was pale. The snow-white pajamas made it look even more sallow, and several veins were visible on her neck. Her beauty was withered like this.
Come on, although the Queen Mother was not as gorgeous as Concubine Shu, she still had a face as beautiful as jade. Women, it’s really hard to grow old. Once you get old, your good looks will lose their appearance. But in the palace, you can live in such peace and wealth until old age.
This is the most rare blessing. How many beauties have faded away early before they grow old.
The Queen Mother saw that I was a little dazed, and she didn't know that I was thinking like this. She thought I was tired, so she asked me to go back. I saw that the Queen Mother also looked tired, so I left.
When Fang walked outside the door of the hanging flower ceremony, he touched the silk tied to the gold bracelet and didn't know where it had fallen. The silk was not that important at all, but the silk was embroidered for me on my birthday, so it was no different than usual.
. Think about it carefully, I used it before entering the Queen Mother's bedchamber, so it must have been left at the door of the Queen Mother's bedchamber. So I didn't want Huanbi to accompany me, I just took it and left.
The Queen Mother was very quiet during her illness, and Aunt Sun was the only one who stayed with her in the palace. There was no one guarding the palace outside, but they were all guarding the palace gate. I didn't want to disturb anyone, so I walked in quietly along the corner of the palace. It was early autumn at this time.
, the cool breeze moved, and the scenery was lovely. Under the long windows of the Queen Mother's bedroom were planted osmanthus trees as tall as one person, with broad branches and leaves, and a thin fragrant breeze, which actually concealed my figure.
Just as he was about to get closer, he unexpectedly heard Aunt Sun's old and gentle voice inside: "Please help the Queen Mother to get up and take medicine." As she spoke, there was the sound of bowls and cups being touched. After the Queen Mother finished taking the medicine, Aunt Sun said hesitantly: "Your Majesty.
I didn’t sleep well last night. I heard you calling the regent’s name.”
My heart was horrified and I quickly covered my mouth. I don’t know whether it was because my heart was so frightened that I rested for a moment, or it was really silent inside for a moment. I just heard the Queen Mother solemnly say: "The rebels and traitors deserved to die! I don’t remember it anymore.
You are not allowed to mention it again."
Aunt Sun agreed, and the Queen Mother sighed, a very sentimental sigh. Aunt Sun said: "Queen Mother?"
The Queen Mother said: "It's nothing. I'm just a little sad about Zhen's child."
Aunt Sun said: "Empress Wan's life is indeed miserable. She suddenly lost her baby. The emperor didn't treat her very well, and my servants felt distressed when they saw her." She also said: "If the Queen Mother likes Empress Wan, why not let her come more often?"
Let me accompany you."
I wanted to leave, but I heard the words touching me, so I listened unconsciously. The Queen Mother sighed: "I can't bear to have her in front of me all the time..." The Queen Mother's voice became softer and softer, "Aruna
My child... I have been dreaming about her recently... Although she is not very similar, her temperament is somewhat similar, which makes me sad." Gradually, the voice became lower, as if the two of them were whispering, and finally they became silent. I didn't dare
I didn't want to stay any longer, and I didn't want the silk. When I saw no one was around, I hurried out.
After returning to the palace, I stood alone under the long window and meditated. It was approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon was as bright as a white jade plate. It illuminated the courtyard and patio, which was as bright as clear water.
My thoughts are still in the daytime. Ling Rong is indeed pitiful. And the words of help me are empty after all. Naturally, I don’t want to get too close to Xuan Ling at this time, but as for Meizhuang, I have never heard a word from her.
One sentence of help. Maybe she has her own reasons. After all, she is a new favorite and her foothold has not yet been established.
As for the Queen Mother, I was shocked to hear what a secret it was. Many years ago when the Regent came to power, there were rumors in the country that the Queen Mother and the Prince Regent were having an affair. Until the Queen Mother killed the Prince Regent, took back the power vigorously, and then killed all the Regent's followers in one go.
.The rumors were self-destructed, and everyone praised the Queen Mother as a hero among women, whose beauty was far beyond that of men in the world. But today, it seems that there is some connection between the Queen Mother and the Prince Regent after all.
And Ah Rou, what kind of woman can make the Queen Mother pity her so much and never forget her? Judging from her name, Ah Rou, it looks a bit like the name of the late Empress Chunyuan. I wonder if the Queen Mother calls her this way in private——
Ah Rou, kind and loving. The Queen Mother is currently ill, so it is inevitable that she would also feel sorry for the deceased.
"Miss, the moon is out. Look how beautiful it is." Pei'er opened the jade-colored ice pattern curtain and tentatively called me in front of the window. This girl probably thought that I was sad for my child again.
Afraid that I would be too sad, I tried my best to find these words to make me happy. It was also difficult for them to worry about this.
The moonlight has passed through the carved red lacquered windows and spread on the table, and the sound of silk and bamboo in Mingseju has passed through the tall and thick palace walls with the gentle wind. Today, Mingsejuli has a junior high school
The best musicians and singers gathered together. Turning around, I saw Liu Zhu quickly closing the door. I thought to myself, in this world, there are so many things that can be stopped. How can I stop such an invisible thing with my own power?
The singing and music. Not to mention the singing of Lingrong, how can a door cover it up?
Ming Seju's silk and bamboo singing is like a thin and bright silk, smooth and dense, extending silently; stretching, stretching again - just like this, soft and graceful, passing through Yongxiang and Shanglin Garden,
After passing the Taiye Lake Islands and passing every pavilion and pavilion where the concubines lived, it was pervasive and penetrated into people's hearts. I looked out the window and saw how many curses, how many tears, how many people would be heard in such beautiful singing
I know how many people can't sleep at night because of sadness.
I spread out the Chengxintang paper and dipped it in thick ink. I just wanted to write quietly for a while. My heart was not at peace, so I longed for peace, which was like a pool of stagnant water.
The Queen Mother said that writing can calm the mind. The Queen also wrote every day just for the sake of tranquility.
I want to write well and quiet my mind.
What was written with a single stroke of the pen was Xu Hui's "The Revenge of Nagato":
I loved the Bailiang Terrace in the past, and the Zhaoyang Palace in the new. I kept my words in the chariot, and wept and fanned my heart with emotion. Once I sang and danced well, but in the past my poems and books were cheap. I have lost my kindness and sincerity, and it is difficult to recommend it again.
"The kindness is gone, and it is difficult to recommend it again" is a bit hypocritical to me. But what touched my heart was the sentence "Once I was prosperous in singing and dancing, in the past I was cheap in poetry and books."
Once upon a time, Xuan Ling and I were under this west window, wearing clothes and cutting a bright candle together, talking about poetry and history;
Once upon a time, he was copying plum blossom poems for me in this palace, while I quietly cut a close-fitting piece of clothing for him with my own hands;
Once upon a time, I read "Zheng Bo Duan Yu Yan" to him and understood his hidden thoughts.
Once upon a time? It's all in the past. Singing and dancing to entertain people are naturally no more boring than poetry and books. No matter how good a book is, you will put it aside once you are familiar with it.
New favorites and old loves, I don't have the ability to be like Ban Jieyu, who can be protected by the Queen Mother and live in Changxin Palace; nor can I be as good as Xu Hui, who can be favored by the king. And she, of course, is not like Feiyan.
.Writing this song "The Resentment of Nagato", I mourned Ban Jieyu's feelings for the fan. I was often afraid that the autumn festival was coming and the cool breeze would take away the heat. Isn't it the time to put away the fan in the cool autumn?
I am not unsuspecting that Lingrong's voice has improved so quickly and in such a timely manner. But what can I do? Will her prime years also have to wither silently like mine? The Lonely Palace is red, with Meizhuang and me,
It's enough.
Even though I understood what Ling Rong said about helplessness, I also understood Xuan Ling's loneliness and hardships in the Queen's words. However, when his and her laughter and joy forced their way into my ears, I couldn't help but be reminded that I had just lost someone.
The child whom I regard as my life; and the timely comfort and sympathy from my husband.
There is no blame, no hatred. But in the face of such a lonely state of mind, I am not without resentment in the loneliness. I laugh at myself, it turns out that I am just a lonely and resentful woman in this deep palace.
Oh.
The tip of the pen trembled, and a drop of thick black ink fell directly on the snow-white paper, like a huge tear. The soft and crisp rice paper was moistened layer by layer by the thick ink, and it melted away bit by bit, making my heart feel moist.
Note:
1 From Zhang Ji's "Reward Zhu Qingyu", the whole poem is: "The Yue girl appears in new makeup, knowing that she is bright and beautiful, she is even more thoughtful. When Qi Wan was not young, he was a noble man, and his song was worth thousands of gold."
2 Xu Hui: A native of Huzhou Changcheng, the concubine of Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty. She was proficient in the Analects of Confucius and poetry at the age of four. She was good at literature at the age of eight. She was famous for her talents and was heard by Emperor Taizong. After his death, he went on a hunger strike to die for his love and gave posthumously to his virtuous concubine.