Chapter 10: Blue Skirts and Jade Faces Are Like Acquaintances
So for a long, long time, Wen Shichu never set foot in my small room in Ganlu Temple. Swallowing novels www. I gradually felt relieved. If he didn't come, I think he was trying his best to settle his mind. I would rather he didn't see me,
I also don’t want to be embarrassed and difficult to get along with each other.
I hope that when we meet again in the future, we can hold flowers and smile, and the clouds will be calm and the wind will be light.
Time slowly passes through the traces of seasonal changes, passing through late spring, passing through midsummer, and also passing through late autumn. It is the season of yellow leaves falling off again!
A few days after the Double Ninth Festival passed, my heart gradually became unsettled. There was an undercurrent surging in my heart, filled with anxiety and expectation.
Jinxi lit a pillar of sandalwood, and the sweet and calm breath slowly spread, allowing me to hold the beads in my hand calmly.
Jin Xi said softly: "I know what my lady is worried about. The sixth day of next month will be the first birthday of Empress Longyue."
I was anxious in my heart, so I could only smile bitterly, twisting the beads one by one and saying, "So what? I even want to see her in my dream but I just look away. As a mother, I can only do more for her."
I read the scriptures and prayed all over.”
Jin Xi smiled and said: "This is also good. After all, it is my wife's wish. Although mother and daughter are not in the same place, mother and daughter are connected. Di Ji must be able to feel it."
So I got up early and went to bed late every day, kneeling in front of the incense table, chanting sutras and praying, hoping that my long moon would be healthy and everything went well. As a result, I had less time to sleep every day. One afternoon, I was washing clothes by the stream.
, I felt trapped, and a piece of clothing in my hand drifted away with the current. The current was so strong that I couldn't catch it even if I tried to catch it. I was secretly shocked, that piece of clothing was originally pure white, and if it was lost like this, it would inevitably be lost again.
After a row, there will be another storm.
Sure enough, when Jingbai went back and saw that her clothes were gone, she got very angry at me. She was in a hurry to go to evening classes and didn't bother to punish me now. She just said, "Go and clean up the floor of Jinshen Hall tomorrow."
Wiped down."
I took a breath of cold air. Jinshen Hall is the first level of Ganlu Temple. It is very spacious and solemn. It would take most of the day to clean all the floors there. And I also have to do laundry as usual.
, chopping wood, no time to even take a breath.
However, I didn't want to fight any more, so I had to get up before dawn the next day, and waited until all the nuns had finished their morning classes and went into the Jinshen Hall early to scrub the floor.
The floor of Jinshen Hall was originally covered with gold bricks. I knelt on the ground and leaned down to wipe the ground. The black brick floor was as smooth as a mirror, almost shining on people, and the slightest trace of dust was very obvious. I lay on the ground
, wring the rag, and wipe it vigorously on the brick floor. Each gold brick must be wiped left, right, up and down ten times before it can be wiped clean. The hard and smooth floor tiles hurt my knees hard, which caused excruciating pain. My back bent.
, after bending for a long time, a bit of paralyzing sourness gradually spread, like a spider web spreading to the entire back, causing a sour chill.
Occasionally, several sisters-in-law walked by, either gloating or pity, and whispered softly: "The job of mopping the floor is the most torturous. I can't straighten my waist and lift my head. The Jinshen Palace is so big that after a few hours, my body and bones are all broken."
It’s like they’ve fallen apart. After all, it’s Jingbai who knows how to tease people the most.”
After looking at the dark ground for a long time, my eyes were almost blurry. I saw groups of snow-white shadows, and even my own figure reflected on the floor tiles became a blur. I was about to straighten up and give it a beating, when I looked up and saw two hours.
When I came down and wiped it, it was not even a third of it, and there was still a large basket of clothes waiting for me to wash. I couldn't help but feel anxious, and I didn't even feel like taking a rest.
It was quiet in Jinshen Hall, and all the sisters-in-law went to do their own things. I silently repeated the scrubbing action, my arms were so sore that they were numb, and I didn't even have the time to lift my head.
Suddenly I heard someone behind me say: "Why are you alone, and Jinxi and Huanbi don't come to help you?"
I turned my head when I heard the sound, and my vision went dark for a while. After staring for a long time, I saw clearly that it was Mo Yan. I shook my head and said, "They haven't finished their own work yet. How can I harm them? It's me who doesn't allow them to come."
of."
Mo Yan shook his head repeatedly, "You idiot, are you going to let Jingbai and the others bully you like this? Then they will torture you in such a piecemeal manner."
I lowered my eyes and smiled bitterly: "Mo Yan, you still have an adult daughter to rely on, and I, Ganlu Temple is my last refuge. If I resist with all my strength, I will lose this refuge.
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Mo Yan sighed, rolled up his sleeves neatly, wrung out the rag, and said, "Then I'll help you."
I waved my hands repeatedly and whispered: "If Jingbai finds out, it will be another turmoil."
Jing Bai squinted her eyes and said easily: "A good person will be bullied, and a good person will be ridiculed. I want to see if Jing Bai has the ability to fight with me. Don't let me get into trouble with her.
She is pretty."
Although Mo Yan's words were vulgar and arrogant, there was something generous and loyal about it. I felt warm in my heart and said with a smile, "Then I'd like to thank you first." Without saying a word, she stretched out her hands and wiped the floor neatly.
With her help, it was naturally a lot faster. The golden statue of the Buddha in the main hall was majestic. I walked under the Buddha statue and saw the towering golden statue with a majestic appearance. I couldn't help but feel sad and almost shed tears in my eyes.
My Haoyue, her mother is so useless, I can do nothing for her except praying. The only thing I remember firmly is her little red face when she was born. In the next three days, Xuan Ling
So I sent her to the concubine's palace, and never let me see her again. My dear, how tall is she? She should be able to speak, right? What did she eat today? What kind of clothes is she wearing?
I don’t know, I don’t know anything. This complete lack of understanding of my biological daughter makes me panic and feel lost. The Dharma is so profound, who can let me see my daughter and let me know if she is okay. I feel empty in my heart.
The ground was helpless, and suddenly it softened, and he couldn't help but fall to the ground, crying silently.
I don't know how long it took, but a pair of strong hands helped me up. I managed to calm down and choked out: "Mo Yan, I'm fine."
But it was a voice as gentle as the warm sun, waving down the vigorous sunshine all over the sky, "It's okay. It's okay."
It was a man's voice, so familiar. I was suddenly startled, and immediately turned my head to look. In the backlit hall, the bright autumn sunshine outside the hall gave him the glory of his life. His tall body was moved by my gaze.
He was extremely tall. His palms were so warm, and that warmth spread through his skin to my body bit by bit, making me calm down.
I barely thought for a moment and blurted out as I wished: "Six Kings."
There was a sigh of contentment in his response, "It's me."
He helped me up, and I could see him clearly. His eyes were as clear as the sky and clouds, as clear and gentle as a child. His clear and simple face had a little bit of the perseverance that had been in the dust of Beijing. And he struck a blow
The simple green shirt fits the slender figure properly, and carries the light and clean fragrance of Du Ruo, which is not stained by the worldly dust. I was in a trance for a moment, as if I had taken a sip of ice and snow on a hot summer day, and the refreshing air penetrated my heart and spleen.
He said gently: "I'm late."
I hid my face and just shook my head, "When did you come back?"
"Three days ago," he said slowly and briefly, "Brother Huang called me back to the capital." He looked around and saw Mo Yan was the only one working with his head down, and said softly: "It's not convenient to talk here, can you lend me a step?"
I thought for a moment, nodded, and walked straight to Mo Yan's place. I whispered a few instructions, and followed him out under Mo Yan's doubtful eyes.
When I stepped out of the gate of Jinshen Hall, the golden sunshine shone down without any scruples, covering my face. My eyes swayed slightly, and I staggered. He helped me in time and held my arm. In my heart
Slightly embarrassed, he quietly retracted his hand and whispered: "Thank you."
It was inconvenient for me to go back with him because of my residence, so I had to walk out of the temple. In fact, I had not carefully appreciated the world outside Ganlu Temple. Firstly, I had no time to think about it. Secondly, I was busy with work every day and had no time to look carefully.
Take a look. Now walking with Xuan Qing, I dare not look at him, my eyes linger on the mountains and waters.
Unconsciously, we have gone far, and there is a large river winding through the foot of the mountain. The water is green, surrounded by mountains, and it has a unique open scenery. There is a white horse with its head lowered by the river, chewing grass and sipping the river water, enjoying itself.
When I saw it, I laughed softly and said, "This horse must belong to the prince."
He smiled brightly, showing his neat white teeth, with a bit of naughty childishness, and said: "How does the lady know?"
I smiled and stroked the horse's back. It licked my palm docilely and was very friendly. I said with a smile: "Because its leisurely attitude is exactly the same as yours." I asked: "What is its name?"
name?"
"Royal to the wind."
"Is it from Zhuangzi?"
"Yes", Xuan Qing laughed, "This white horse has followed me for six years and learned all my bad qualities."
I bent down and picked a bunch of grass, fed it to the white horse's mouth, touched its ears and asked Xuanqing, "What's the harm?"
He replied with a half-smile: "If you treat it well, it will listen to you."
I thought about it and suddenly remembered the first time I met Xuan Qing. He was ignored by me because he was drunk. He turned his head and smiled, "When I first met the prince, I didn't treat you well."
"At least you asked the inmate to help me take a rest instead of kicking me into the pool."
I folded the thin grass stems. The roots of the soft grass stems were as pure and white as jade, and the smell was fresh and green. I smiled and said, "Actually, I really wanted to do this that day, but it's just that
It's just due to etiquette and status." I thought about it carefully, "Not counting this, are there any other disadvantages?"
Xuan Qing had a slight evil smile and bright eyes, "Both Qing and Yufeng admire beauty."
His words made me look gloomy. I know that during the days in Ganlu Temple, my haggardness became increasingly obvious, my face became sallow, and my hair became dull, like a yellow flower behind a curtain in the west wind. I no longer had the grace of the past. However, Xuanqing
He looked at me with the same gaze as before, not caring at all about the deterioration of my appearance. He noticed my sadness, stared into my eyes, and said frankly: "The so-called beauty does not focus on beauty. If it is judged by beauty,
Beauty is really shallow. A kind heart makes you beautiful, but a bad heart makes you ugly."
I said calmly: "I am actually not a purely good person."
The affirmation on his clear face was like the beautiful moonlight on the 15th or 16th, shining clearly on people's hearts, casting a bright shadow, "But you have never taken the initiative to harm anyone."
The smile that Xuan Qing always carries is like a stream of moonlight, trickling clear and flowing into my heart. He stands in the wind. Although he is only in the simplest green clothes, compared with the light fur and fat horse, he walks proudly on the road, riding a horse. Leaning on the leaning bridge, the young man from Wuling with red sleeves all over the building has a more subtle, tranquil and calm demeanor.
I sighed softly: "I have reached this point because I never took the initiative to harm others, but you were expelled to Beijing for helping my Zhen family write a letter. In the end, it was us who caused you trouble this year."
He shook his head and just smiled at the year he spent in Shangjing. "Now that I have returned, the emperor still treats me as before, and I am still the King of Qinghe. There is no difference." He said calmly: "You don't have to take it to heart. .I am in Beijing, just like when I went to Shuzhong, just for fun. I am just borrowing a name that I have thought about, which is bluffing."
I felt very sorry, "It's always because of my Zhen family..."
He raised his hand to stop me from speaking, and said warmly: "If you keep talking, I won't dare to tell you the purpose of your visit today."
I was slightly surprised and said, "Your Majesty, please tell me."
He took out a scroll from the pouch on his horse and said: "Two days ago, I went to the palace to express my gratitude to the emperor, and also paid a visit to the Queen Mother, so I met a person. I thought you must want to see it, so I painted it specially. Come, please teach me how to write."
In addition to being humble, I was a little surprised and said truthfully: "I'm not good at painting, so how can I teach you how to write?"
He untied the red rope tied to the scroll, and the scroll slowly unfolded. My mind was firmly attracted by the picture for a moment, and I couldn't move away from it. On the scroll, various autumn chrysanthemums bloomed like clouds. Among the chrysanthemums, two people A lady dressed in luxurious clothes is smiling and appreciating the chrysanthemums. On the left is a graceful palace lady with a light purple gauze shawl over her shoulders and a vermilion dress with purple and green flowers. She has a graceful figure and a cloud-like bun with slanted hair. There is a purple dahlia in the hairpin, an emerald jade hairpin swaying in front of the bun, and strings of pearl tassels hanging down. There is a faint blush on her face, long eyebrows with willow leaves, and a faint smile on the red lips. She is exactly what the imperial concubine looks like. Standing next to her is another An aristocratic lady, with a slightly slender figure, wears a rust-red satin dress with deep white rhombus patterns, and a long skirt of milky white soft silk. There is only a red petal flower branch and a white jade hairpin in her bun. Her whole body is covered with hairpins. Only using red and white, it is extremely elegant and beautiful. Who else could it be if it wasn’t Meizhuang? Meizhuang held a little baby girl in his arms and pointed at a white crane nearby to make her laugh. Concubine Jing held a big red chrysanthemum in her back and looked at her. Looking at the baby girl, he led her into his arms. Both of them looked attentively, pouring infinite love into the baby girl. The baby girl was dressed in a pretty and bright red brocade flowered dress, with a small one hanging around her neck. The golden lock of life, wearing embroidered green shoes, is lying on Meizhuang's shoulder, looking very naive, and looking at the concubine in the eyes, she is also very attached.
The clothes of the characters in the painting are simple and strong, the colors are soft and beautiful, and the workmanship is extremely skillful. This is evident from the deep care of the painter.
Hot tears burst out of my eyes, filling my eyes with warmth. I was speechless with excitement. I pointed at the baby girl in the painting and said, "This is..."
Xuan Qing said warmly: "When I first met Emperor Longyue, I drew this portrait for her to express my feelings as an imperial uncle."
I greedily looked at the dim moon in the painting, feeling a great feeling of motherhood in my heart. Unexpectedly, tears fell like rain and wetted my clothes. After a moment, I suddenly remembered something and asked: "Your Majesty painted this painting. Did the people in the palace May I know?"
He said: "For the sake of caution, the Qing Dynasty just painted the scene that they saw in the Queen Mother's Palace faithfully after returning to the palace. Even Shen Jieyu and Concubine Jing were not aware of it."
The Meizhuang and Jingfei in the painting are lifelike, as if they are standing right in front of your eyes, and their appearance and expression are all vivid. Naturally, my Wuyue also looks realistic.
My fingers gently caressed the Hazy Moon on the painting, and I said with tears in my eyes: "Hazy Moon has grown so big in one year. I almost don't recognize her."
Xuan Qing also smiled and said, "Yes. Children always grow up very fast. I heard that it will be the first birthday of Emperor Long Yue in a few days. Qing thought that my wife is the biological mother of Emperor Long Yue. Naturally, she should grow up to be like her child, so that she can feel at ease. .”
It had only been three days since he returned to the capital. He had many trivial things to think about, but he had already drawn a portrait of Long Yue for me to comfort me, a mother who was worried about me. I was very grateful, and Yingyingfu said: "Usually Occasionally I heard Fan Ruo talk about Wu Yue, but I can't fully understand what she is like with just a few words. Your prince's painting is better than others' descriptions of Wu Yue in thousands of words. I would like to express my deep gratitude to you for your kindness."
He only explained all my gratitude and touching words in one simple sentence, "Qing loves the moon very much, and he can still draw a few strokes with his clumsy pen. Why don't I paint one every two months and ask my wife to comment on it? I don't know." Madam, are you willing?"
Naturally, I am filled with joy and willingness. This joy and willingness make me so happy that even my eyebrows fly. Xuanqing's move is nothing more than watching the moon grow gradually, and how does it affect my heart as a mother? I am very grateful to Xuan Qing for his thoughtfulness and thoughtfulness. He never said that what he did for me was for me, but only for himself, so as to avoid the embarrassment and uneasiness that I might have.
The gurgling river flowed eastward at his feet. The surface of the river was open and calm. When autumn came, the reed flowers on both sides were as delicate as a woman's unstained makeup. The silvery white catkins were fluffy and dancing in the wind. Occasionally, reed flowers fell into the water, gurgling like this. The ground drifted away quietly, and there was a sense of being at ease with the situation, without the desolation of falling flowers.
He and I stood quietly on the river bank, listening to the warm and lively flow of the water waves, and a subtle and unknowable tenderness arose with the waves.