Although there are palace lanterns burning in front of the Yangxin Hall, the darkness of the night is as dark as ink.
Most of the place was dark, except for the area where the emperor and empress stood in the middle, where the lights were concentrated and illuminated a bright place.
Ji Ling suddenly walked from the dark place to the bright place, and she felt a little dazed for a moment.
When she arrived in front of Yinzhen, Yinzhen stretched out his arms and took her hand, saying: "Be careful."
When Ji Ling raised his eyes, he saw the fourth master looking at him tenderly, with a slight smile on his lips - the two had been together for five years. Ji Ling looked at Yinzhen's smile, but still felt a throbbing in his heart.
But then, she felt a chill on the side of her face - it was Ulanara standing on the other side of Fourth Master.
She cast her gaze over coldly.
Almost at the same time, the third princess clapped her little hands and shouted again as if she were offering treasures: "Come, Mother! Come! Look at the flowers!"
The "flowers" she mentioned were the fireworks in the night sky.
Fireworks exploded, one after another - the sound was so sharp that the third princess looked excited and even raised her hands to cover her ears.
Most children are often afraid when they see the sound of fire. The third princess is not afraid at all. She leans in Huang Ama's arms, puts her hands on Yinzhen's shoulders, and climbs up.
Her cloak was wrinkled and the embroidered soles on her feet also stepped on Yinzhen's dragon robe, leaving several dusty footprints.
Ji Ling stretched out his hand and lightly spanked her chubby legs, then scolded her in a low voice: "Xi'er! Be more honest."
Yinzhen hugged his daughter with a fatherly look on his face and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter."
The third princess is indeed honest.
At this time, the night sky was like ink, and the fireworks in the Forbidden City changed into another pattern - long tails dragging, like phoenixes flying in the night sky.
The third princess pointed at the fireworks and danced with her hands, but accidentally touched the side of the queen's hair next to her.
Ulanara was caught off guard and took a step back. There was still a pearl hairpin brought down by the third princess's movement. It jingled and landed lightly on the steps.
The queen's expression changed slightly, her eyes raised sharply, and she glanced at the third princess's face.
Ji Ling's expression also changed.
Qixi, who was originally following Ji Ling, quickly knelt down to pick it up. Just in time, Rong agreed and leaned down, and the two of them almost bumped into each other.
Qixi picked up the pearl hairpin, and Ji Ling quickly took it, held it in front of the queen with both hands, and apologized in a low voice: "The queen."
Uranala glanced at Ji Ling lightly, and Rong Rong, who was standing next to her, rushed forward, reached out to take the pearl hairpin, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Concubine Chen," and carefully wiped the pearl hairpin with a handkerchief.
Then he raised his hand and carefully put it on the temples for Uranala.
Yinzhen took in everything.
The night got deeper and deeper, and soon it was already midnight.
Amid the sky full of fireworks and rain, the Forbidden City finally ushered in the first day of the seventh year of Yongzheng's reign.
In the inner and outer palaces, a mountain shouts long live.
Yinzhen changed into a yellow thick embroidered three-color black fox-embroidered dragon robe and a mink fur coat. He returned to the East Nuan Pavilion of the Yangxin Hall and wrote: "As soon as the new year comes, everything goes well, the grain is plentiful, the world is peaceful, and the people
With the New Year's greetings of "May I live in peace and contentment, my world will last forever", the official of the Ministry of Internal Affairs in charge of writing the pen was already waiting aside, waiting for the imperial pen and ink to be sent out. He immediately spread it on the yellow silk tray, held it high and trotted out.
go out.
Folks have had the custom of keeping the year old since ancient times to welcome the gods and goddesses in the new year. But in the Yangxin Hall, Yinzhen did not keep the New Year's Eve - the emperor is the Son of Heaven and cannot greet the gods and goddesses under the Emperor of Heaven.
The emperor still had to accept congratulations from hundreds of officials, and the concubines returned to the palace. Ji Ling also took the third princess and the sixth prince to sit in a warm sedan and returned to Chengqian Palace.
As soon as the excitement of watching the fireworks wore off, the third princess felt sleepy - after all, at this time, if it had been normal, she would have fallen asleep in her little bed.
Ji Ling was supported by someone and got off the sedan chair. The third princess lay on Nanny Chen's shoulder, snoring and sleeping soundly, with saliva dripping from her mouth.
Ji Ling stepped forward, carefully wiped her daughter's saliva with a handkerchief, and arranged for the child to rest. When she could finally sit down, Bixue brought in a pot of hot tea.
Ji Ling's food all night was greasy, so Bixue poured a cup of tea and brought it to her. After drinking it, she felt her stomach felt refreshed.
Evian gently cut off the lanterns beside him, then flicked the wick, and sure enough, the fire lit up.
Ji Ling peeled off a piece of candy and put it in his mouth, then sat down in front of the dressing table.
The distance between the inner and outer palaces was extremely far, and no movement could be heard during the day. When the harem became quiet, one or two faint calls of "Long Live the Mountain" came from the outer palace.
Ji Ling knew that after the opening ceremony of the East Nuan Pavilion of Yangxin Hall, Yinzhen, as the emperor, had to read the constitution to symbolize that the emperor "gives time and saves years."
At two or three o'clock in the morning, he would go out in a sedan chair, walk inside and outside the palace, worship his ancestors, and accept various worship activities from ministers and servants. In many cases, there would be dozens of events. This journey lasted until dawn
, even when it is close to noon on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the end of the Lunar New Year can be considered.
It's like this every year. During the Chinese New Year, Yinzhen doesn't have a little free time until the fifth and sixth days of the lunar month.
Especially on the first, second and third day of the lunar new year, the emperor's work and rest schedule is comparable to a celebrity's schedule - day and night without any gaps.
Qixi brought a comb over, and first loosened her master's hair, then took out the hairpins one by one, and then remembered the Queen's actions just now.
Bixue, who was beside her, was inevitably a little angry. While giving Qixi a hand, she said: "Master, when we were watching the fireworks today, that person was too big! He picked up all the pearls and hairpins and gave them to you with your own hands.
In front of so many ladies, she still has to show this face, who can she show to her?"
Grandma Chen had just finished coaxing the third princess to sleep, and was coming over to report to her master. When she heard Bixue's words, she couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, please don't take it to heart! That one is the Queen of the Middle Palace after all, and now your Majesty...
I am favored by the emperor and have two young masters, but over there..."
Ji Ling raised her head and interrupted: "I'm sleepy. Bixue goes and tells the dining room to bring in the hot water for bathing."
Grandma Chen immediately shut up.
When everyone was sent out, Qixi lowered her head to Ji Ling's ear, and while helping her remove her earrings, she said softly: "Master, let's take the two young masters with us less next time."
Ji Ling turned around, looked at her, patted the back of her hand and said, "You thought of me together."
Qixi put the removed earrings in the jewelry box next to her, and then said in a low voice: "I just didn't expect that the Queen would show her face in front of the Emperor because of such a trivial matter. Fortunately, she was setting off fireworks.
At that time, the ladies behind me didn’t even see it, but it was ugly enough!”
Ji Ling poured the essence water from the porcelain bottle onto the silk mask, twisted another piece of candy, put it into her mouth, and then slowly said: "It's just because Xi'er knocked off her hairpin.
What about trivial matters? I’m afraid I’ve been accumulating this resentment for a while.”