Everyone in Prince Qing's Mansion was busy early in the morning.
"The garden needs to be tidied up."
"...is this the best flower?"
"…Have the people from the royal chef arrived?"
The voice of the manager of the palace did not stop for a moment, and the people in the palace were shouting loudly and running around in a hurry, making it very lively, as if they were back to the day they just moved in.
People who don’t know how many guests would expect to come.
"Don't be so nervous, she is a very casual person." Prince Jin'an smiled and tied Prince Qing's coat and patted his shoulder, "Okay, let's go play."
Prince Qing, who was already impatient, immediately ran out with his hands raised, followed by a group of servants.
"It's just a homely meal, don't worry about it," he said, standing on the porch and looking out.
The manager responded and glanced at Prince Jin'an.
Prince Jin'an noticed it immediately.
"What?" he asked, looking at himself.
"It's okay, it's okay." The manager hurriedly shook his head and said.
Prince Jin'an said oh, but still looked down at his clothes.
Today I am wearing a blue and purple round-neck robe with a white background and a vermilion-dotted emerald belt. It looks very eye-catching in the early winter weather.
A bit frivolous, right?
"Go and watch them." He said, turned around and stepped forward, "I'll go in first."
The manager responded and continued busy.
"What about this one?"
The prince of Jin'an County stood in the back, and two young chamberlains were tugging at their clothes to compare, while he asked the four chamberlains standing in front of him.
"well."
The four chamberlains all nodded and said.
"How does it compare with the one just now?" Prince Jin'an asked.
The four chamberlains looked troubled.
"...Not much..." one stammered.
Isn't it just blue, green, yellow, and red clothes?
Prince Jin'an waved his hand.
"Go and call the women in," he said.
It's like the chamberlains have been granted amnesty, but it's better for women to decide what to wear.
"..The prince wears this suit..."
"..Oh, this is not good, this, this is better..."
The room suddenly became lively, accompanied by the chirping of warblers and swallows.
It's not troublesome if you don't have an opinion, it's troublesome if you have an opinion. Prince Jin'an was soon dizzy from the noise.
"Okay, okay, which outfit will look better on me?" he shouted.
The ten maids standing in the room looked at Prince Jin'an in unison. The light in the room was bright. The nineteen-year-old young man no longer had the youthfulness of a teenager. In addition, in the past few years, he had been traveling outside and accompanying Qing.
Wang ran and played, his body was strong and strong, his aura of pampering and wealth was full of vitality, his eyebrows were straight, and his demeanor was outstanding.
"The prince looks good in whatever he wears." The maids replied in unison.
Prince Jin'an was a little frustrated and laughed.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, Madam Cheng is here."
The manager's voice came from outside the door.
The prince of Jin'an County suddenly panicked again.
"Which one?"
"No matter, just wear whatever you want."
"Hurry up."
The room suddenly became chaotic again.
Banqin got off the carriage and helped Cheng Jiaoniang down, then curiously looked at the palace.
"The place is not big." The palace woman who greeted her said with a smile, "It's rare that it's so close to the palace."
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded and took a step forward.
In fact, it's just a courtesy. In fact, this palace is really not small...
Why is this lady still taking it seriously?
The woman was a little stunned, but she was relieved when she thought about the steward's instructions to the lady not to treat her like a normal person, and hurriedly followed her.
"You're here."
As soon as they reached the door, the voice of Prince Jin'an came.
Cheng Jiaoniang stopped and looked at the person who appeared as she finished speaking.
The young man was wearing a purple-dotted white patterned long coat and stood out with a bright smile.
"Please come this way," he said, pretending not to see the astonished look on the head steward's side.
Cheng Jiaoniang paid homage and then walked through the door.
"What are you doing?" The palace lady just now looked at the steward and asked in a low voice.
The steward smiled again and shook his head.
"A woman looks good to those who please her," he said.
"Don't talk nonsense, that lady is a well-behaved person and will not think nonsense." The palace lady hurriedly whispered.
The steward smiled and nodded.
"Yes, I'm not talking about her." He said.
Who else was she talking about? The palace lady was even more puzzled. If she asked again, the manager had already followed her in, so she had to give up.
"Brother Six, Brother Six, come quickly and see Mrs. Cheng."
The voice of Prince Jin'an sounded in the hall.
"... His Highness is the only one who takes the initiative to call His Highness Prince Qing to come over when he sees this lady."
"...Yes, at other times, I am always afraid that Prince Qing will be seen, so I hide it from others."
The two maids who exited the palace whispered, someone coughed heavily in front of them.
"Ms. Cheng naturally wants to see Prince Qing. She is good at medicine, otherwise why would she be invited?" the palace lady said with a straight face.
The two maids hurriedly bowed their heads in response and did not dare to say another word.
The palace lady looked into the hall and saw that Prince Qing was being dragged by the Prince of Jin'an County to Cheng Jiao Niang. Prince Qing did not like being pulled and trapped. He looked unhappy and screamed, but the lady
There was neither fear nor disgust on his face, just as calm as when he saw the King of Jin'an County.
She is a miracle doctor after all, so all living beings must be the same in her eyes.
Cheng Jiaoniang saluted King Qing and stood up.
Prince Jin'an then let go of his hand, and Prince Qing ran away impatiently.
"Want to take a look?" he said, pointing around and smiling.
"Okay." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Prince Jin'an stepped forward happily and greeted Prince Qing again.
"Brother Six, let's go out for a walk," he said.
It was really interesting. The palace lady shook her head and had no choice but to follow her.
"Cheng Fang, Cheng Fang, look over there. I filled in the lake originally and planted a large field of flowers. Wait until next spring and summer, so you can enjoy the flowers..."
Prince Jin'an said while extending his finger to show her.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked over and nodded seriously.
"It's also good to make some shapes," she said.
"You have a good idea, what kind of graphics are you putting up?" Prince Jin'an asked happily.
"Let's make a yin and yang diagram." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking around.
Prince Jin'an nodded and immediately gave instructions to the steward beside him.
"Your Highness, the layout and feng shui here are chosen by Si Tiantai and cannot be changed at will." the manager said in a low voice.
"It is precisely because they have seen it that I want to change it." Prince Jin'an also said in a low voice.
The manager was startled, and Prince Jin'an gave him a confirming look, then turned to Cheng Jiaoniang and smiled.
"Cheng Fang, let's go see this way." He greeted.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded and followed him.
In front of him, King Qing was running bumpily holding a windmill. Behind him, the maids and chambermaids all staggered a step back and stretched out on the bluestone road.
"Do we really want to change it?" Others asked the manager hurriedly.
The steward shook his head.
"It's not like you don't know the prince's temper." He said, "Let's report this to the palace."
"Then if people from Si Tiantai find out, they will definitely nag you." A chamberlain shook his head and said.
"Hey, by the way, sir." A chamberlain's eyes lit up when he thought of something, "It's hard to tell about Si Tiantai. We can ask others."
"Who are you asking? A monk from Puxiu Temple?" the manager said with a frown.
"No, I heard that Mr. Han, who predicted the solar eclipse, is coming to Beijing. I'll ask him to have a look then. If he says yes, he will be able to silence the people in Sitiantai." The chamberlain said with a smile.
Nine times out of ten in Sitiantai, the calculation of a solar eclipse is not accurate. The one time it is accurate is luck, especially this time this year. It was not surprising that the calculation was not accurate, but what is strange is that someone was able to calculate it accurately, and the whole city took precautions.
, this kind of auspicious event made the people in that town very happy, and other places were also envious.
The official who led the people to protect himself became famous because of this. He just happened to catch up with this exam class. The officials above and below kept praising him for being a superior person. He was promoted from a county magistrate to a prefecture magistrate, and he would go to Beijing to face the emperor soon.
The steward nodded.
"Yes, yes, this is a way." He said, "Please pay attention and let me know immediately when someone comes."
The servants responded, and the steward looked at the people walking farther and farther over there, and hurriedly chased after them.
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"Brother Zhile."
Hearing a voice, Qin Shisanlang looked away from the window.
"Okay, okay." He said immediately with a smile.
"Okay, okay, don't perfuse me." A young man said, holding the wine bowl in his hand and turning it around, "I can't continue the last two sentences."
While he was talking, the door was opened, and a young lady walked in, followed by a little girl holding a piano.
The seven or eight people in the room suddenly became lively.
"I actually invited Miss Zhu!"
"Miss Zhu is really hard to find."
There was a lot of laughter and joking, but Miss Zhu always smiled and saluted everyone. When she came to Qin Thirteenth Lang, Qin Thirteenth Lang also nodded with a smile.
"...I just want to drink Maoyuanshan, why don't you sell it? Aren't you the best official store in Beijing?"
Men's noises came from the corridor.
"...Sir, Mrs. Cheng is the only one who owns Maoyuan Mountain. There is nothing she can do if she doesn't sell it..."
Only Mrs. Cheng has it, no one else has it, and she doesn’t sell it, so you can eat it fresh and arouse your greed, but she ignores you. She has no shortage of money, is not afraid of coercion, and doesn’t care about wealth and wealth. It’s really helpless.
.
Qin Shisanlang smiled crookedly.
The door was closed, blocking out the noise in the corridor.
"Qin Hu!"
Qin Shisanlang looked at the man, held up the wine bowl and shook it.
"Why are you scolding me?" he laughed.
"You can only hear me scolding you." The young man shook his head and said, "What's wrong with you today? I came here specifically to wish you a birthday, but you were absent-minded."
When she heard the word "longevity", Madam Zhu, who was lowering her head to tune the piano, looked up and then lowered her gaze.
"I was just thinking about your poem." Qin Shisanlang smiled and lifted up his clothes and sat down, "Okay, okay, have you finished the remaining two sentences?"
When the young man was interrupted, he immediately put this aside and continued thinking about poems.
"...except for an ancient paulownia tree in the courtyard, it towers into the clouds..." He repeated these two sentences, frowning. [Note 1]
“….The branches welcome the northern and southern birds, and the leaves carry the incoming wind…”
A female voice suddenly said.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone present read it over and over again and applauded.
"Miss Zhu, you are indeed the number one leader in the capital." Everyone laughed, and some even poured wine and came forward to make a toast.
"You're showing off your ugliness," Miss Zhu said with a smile. She reached out to take the wine, raised her sleeves and drank it all in one gulp.
Everyone in the hall immediately cheered in unison.
"Able in literature and martial arts, Madam Zhu is bold and forthright."
Qin Shisanlang also smiled and drank the wine bowl in his hand.
"We won't be able to celebrate your birthday tomorrow on the official day. Let's have fun outside today..." Several people looked at Qin Shisanlang and said, and then looked at Miss Zhu, "Young lady, come and drink with the birthday girl."
Qin Shisanlang hurriedly said he didn't dare.
"Dare, don't worry, even if your father hears it, he won't break your legs." Everyone cheered.
Madam Zhu stood up but did not sit down. Instead, she smiled and saluted.
"Accompanying wine is a trivial matter. It's better to entertain the slaves with singing and dancing, and the gentlemen to drink for fun," she said.
Mrs. Zhu is good at both singing and dancing, but she rarely shows off in front of others. She mostly plays the piano to accompany her. She only sings and dances during the Beijing Festival in the first lunar month of August and when wealthy families pay large sums of money to invite her.
I didn't expect that not only would I be invited today, but I would also be treated to singing and dancing.
"Thank you to the birthday star, thank you to the birthday star!" Everyone laughed one after another.
Qin Thirteenth Lang also laughed and raised his wine bowl to Madam Zhu as a token of recognition.
Miss Zhu smiled and bowed her head in salute, stepped back again, threw up her sleeves, and at the same time started singing enchantingly.
The hall was filled with cheers.
Qin Shisanlang smiled and couldn't help but frown.
She said, I have an appointment today, but I don’t know where it is? I really shouldn’t have been so reserved at that time that I didn’t ask.
So what if I ask? Is it possible to follow?
Thinking of this, he laughed to himself again, picked up the wine bowl and drank slowly.
Madam Zhu, who was spinning and moving, looked over through her flying sleeves, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, and then she returned to normal, rubbing her waist and shaking her shoulders, singing and dancing, leaving everyone in the hall mesmerized.
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Note 1: Borrowing from a poem by Xue Tao and his father, Xue Tao knew the rhythm of music when he was eight or nine years old. His father was sitting in the court one day, pointed to the well and said: "There is an ancient paulownia tree in the court, and its trunk reaches into the clouds." Ling Tao continued,
He responded and said, "The branches welcome the birds from the north and the south, and the leaves carry them to the incoming wind." (To be continued)
