After Lang Shining got up, his eyes lit up and he saw a beauty in palace attire standing next to Emperor Yongzheng. She was dressed as an empress, wearing a dark purple flag dress, with a slim figure, wearing a gray-purple mother-of-pearl with a head full of pearls and jade, and she was very wealthy.
Behind her, there was a middle-aged servant dressed as a wet nurse, holding a baby girl covered in silk in her arms.
Lang Shining knew that this was probably what everyone in the palace was talking about - the concubine and the third princess who were very favored by the emperor.
I heard that this concubine was originally just a terminally ill Chang Zai, who was never favored and was not even favored by the emperor. In the end, somehow, she became smoother and smoother, unstoppable, and now she is the only favored one.
After thinking about it, he knelt down and said, "My lord, Lang Shining, would like to pay my respects to the concubine Niang Niang and the third princess."
He had a hard time pronouncing the word "Empress" and pronounced it "Niang Niang".
Ji Ling immediately smiled and said: "Mr. Lang, please get up quickly. There is no need to be polite."
Lang Shining heard her voice was soft and her words were quite gentle and polite. He couldn't help but look up. He happened to see the emperor turning his head and looking at the concubine, with a smile on his face and a gentle look on his face. It was completely different from the coldness he usually had when he was on the emperor's throne.
After making a decision, I knew that what the palace said was true - this concubine... was indeed the treasure that the emperor held dear to his heart.
After Ji Ling finished speaking, he glanced at Su Peisheng. Su Peisheng understood, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Master Lang."
He stretched out his hand to help Lang Shining up.
When Lang Shining saw General Manager Su coming to help him, he put his hands on the ground and stood up. Su Peisheng leaned close to him and was smelled by the fragrance of Lang Shining. His nose felt itchy and he almost lost his manners in front of the emperor and sneezed earth-shatteringly.
Come.
He turned his head and forced himself to hold it back, thinking secretly: These foreigners just like to be smelled of weird scents!
In the Qing palace, the process of portraiture was very complicated: the emperor first issued an edict, the painter made a draft, and after the draft was submitted to the emperor, based on the emperor's opinions, the painter formally determined the layout and style of the portrait.
Then comes the actual painting.
After this step is completed, the painter will immediately present the painting to the emperor.
Fortunately, the Kangxi Dynasty was good, but after the fourth master came to the throne, it was difficult for most painters to pass it at once - because Yongzheng Yongzheng had a very high vision and profound artistic attainments, and he often put forward various sharp revision suggestions.
Therefore, the painter made minor modifications to some parts, and reworked and repainted the larger ones until the emperor was satisfied, and finally attached or placed it.
Castiglione is one of those very few painters who can usually satisfy the emperor with just one rework.
At this moment, seeing that he was about to start writing, two young eunuchs came forward and brought him an easel, a stool, pens and colored paper.
Next to Ji Ling, four young eunuchs worked together to carry a red sandalwood screen-style waisted landscape chair for the concubine to sit on. The red sandalwood wood was extremely heavy, and when the four young eunuchs put it down, they were all slightly out of breath.
Lang Shining pointed to a place under the window, smiled at Su Peisheng and said, "It would be best if it were placed over there."
Su Peisheng cursed in his heart, "You should have told me earlier," and waved his sleeves to signal the young eunuchs to adjust the position of the chairs according to Lang Shining's instructions.
Ji Ling walked to the red sandalwood chair, sat down, stretched out his hand to the wet nurse, and said: "Give me the princess."
The wet nurse immediately stepped forward and carefully handed the third princess into the hands of the concubine.
Ji Ling hugged the third princess, adjusted her posture, and asked her to sit on his lap. While the third princess was eating her chubby hand, she stared at Lang Shining with surprise and curiosity - looking at his hair and
beard.
It was different from anyone she had ever seen around her.
Castiglione saw that the third princess was a beautiful baby, Yuxue was cute, and her two big eyes were like crystal black grapes. He couldn't help but smile at her too.
When he smiled, his eyebrows raised exaggeratedly, and his dark yellow beard trembled.
"Yeah!" The third princess tugged down both sides of her mouth, trembled twice, and immediately started crying, tears falling down, waving her hands and diving into Ji Ling's arms.
Afraid! Afraid of this big yellow beard!
"What's wrong with Xi'er?" Yinzhen stood up and walked over to take a look.
Ji Ling kept patting her daughter on the back. She probably guessed the reason. She was just afraid that Lang Shining would be embarrassed, so she smiled and said, "It's normal for children to cry and laugh."
As she spoke, she took the third princess's little hand, blocked her sight, and hugged her into her arms again.
"Here I come." Yinzhen said concisely and concisely, then stretched out his hand to hug the third princess.
The third princess recognized Huang Ama, and hugged Yinzhen's neck with her two chubby hands. She yelled "Uh-huh!" twice more, and pressed her face against her father's face, making her tears and snot bubbles stick to Yinzhen's.
face.
Ji Ling couldn't bear the pain in her stomach, so she stood up, stretched out her hand and said, "I'll wipe Xi'er."
The third princess was indeed very considerate to Huang Ama. After Yinzhen hugged her for a while, she stopped crying.
It is not that there are no children in the palace, but it is rare for them to be so close to Yinzhen. Yinzhen is holding her daughter in the arms of the third princess, with joy in her eyes and brows.
The third princess hugged Yinzhen's neck tightly, and then kissed the side of her father's face with a loud "Hey!"
Ji Ling's eyes widened and she immediately became jealous: "Xi'er has never even kissed me!"
Yinzhen raised his head, stood in front of the dragon case and burst into laughter, with a proud look on his face.
Su Peisheng was beside him, and he almost felt like kneeling down for the third princess: Concubine Chen is so lucky to have such a coquettish princess - a mother and a daughter, which has captured the emperor's heart tightly.
Gee, why isn’t he an elder brother?
Castiglione looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly his heart moved, and he had already sketched a draft of the image in his mind.
After the concubine Chen sat down, he held the third princess on his knees. He looked at the mother and daughter in palace attire in front of him, and soon he had sketched out the sketch.
When doing figure painting using the Western painting method, you can first outline and then fill in. This also has an advantage - you can know at the first time whether the emperor is satisfied or dissatisfied with the composition, so as to avoid wasting the effort and being scrapped after a long time of painting.
Castiglione untied the painting clip, took the painting off the easel, and handed it to the little eunuch waiting next to him.
The little eunuch carefully took it with both hands, walked quickly to the emperor, and gave it to Su Peisheng. Su Peisheng took it and gave it to the emperor with both hands.
Yinzhen looked at the drawing paper and saw that Lang Shining had sketched the shadows of Ji Ling's mother and daughter. The mother was sitting on a chair with a smile, holding her daughter's head with one hand and hugging her back with the other.
The third princess stared at her mother's side face seriously, her little face was filled with joy, she stretched out her chubby hands, and raised her little head slightly, as if she was going to kiss her mother, with a cute and pitiful expression.
Yinzhen smiled when he saw it, stretched out his hand and said: "Lingling, come here."
Ji Ling came over, and Yinzhen showed the sketch to her. Ji Ling also smiled, sighed, and said pitifully: "Xi'er has never kissed me, so it's good to be kissed in this portrait."
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Yinzhen laughed again when he heard this, with a look of pride on his face. He reached out and handed the sketch back to Su Peisheng, saying: "Very good, just make it like this!"
With a smile on his face, Su Peisheng responded aloud, took the portrait with both hands, turned around and walked towards Castiglione.
Ji Ling was watching when he was suddenly patted by Yinzhen on the waist. Then he heard the Fourth Master leaning towards his ear, breathing heavily and saying in a low and inaudible voice: "If Xi'er doesn't kiss you, I will do it for you tonight."
She is."
Ji Ling immediately glared at the fourth master, bah! This is still in the Qingyan of Jiuzhou, and the painters are still around!
Yinzhen laughed, sat down as usual, and flipped through the booklet again - he planned to do two things at the same time, and he was looking at the portraits of Ji Ling's mother and daughter, and he couldn't waste time and had to review the booklet.
Ji Ling is neither as thick-skinned nor as mentally stable as him.
It took a lot of effort for her to keep her face from blushing. She sat down on the chair and hugged the third princess again. Then she heard Lang Shining say with difficulty: "Chen concubine Niang Niang, please turn your neck to the right."
Niang Niang...
Ji Ling did as he was told, and saw the golden afterglow of the evening pouring in through the carved windows of Qingyan in Jiuzhou.
This is the end of August in the fourth year of Yongzheng's reign, the turn of summer and autumn, the time of what the ancients called "autumn chaos" - the weather is chaotic, sometimes cool and sometimes hot.
In the Old Summer Palace, everything is clear, refreshing, and the dust has settled.