Many young men and noble ladies from aristocratic families, especially those who are not yet married, carefully prepare some talents and display them in such public places every year in the hope of finding a good match.
The first person to appear was Cen Xiaoqin, the granddaughter of Cen Taichang's family and the great-niece of Concubine Cen. She is seventeen years old and has liked Cang Qiyuan since she was a child. She once threatened that she would not marry anyone but him, but she never received any response from Cang Qiyuan.
Three years ago, when I heard that Cang Qiyuan was marrying a Heli woman, he immediately made a fuss and went to Youzhou to find him, saying that the reason why Cang Qiyuan married a Heli woman was because he was not married to a Heli woman. If he has seen a good woman and she goes away, Cang Qiyuan will divorce her and marry her. It was Mrs. Cen who slapped her twice before she stopped.
Soon, she put on a simple and elegant tulle dress, like petals floating in the spring breeze. She had a bird feather on her head, a veil on her face, and silver bells on her bare feet. She walked with a crisp and sweet sound.
With the sound of the flute, she danced to the beat. Her dancing posture was like clouds and wind, sometimes stretched out, sometimes graceful and supple. The joints throughout her body are as flexible as a snake and can twist freely. The bells on her hands and feet kept vibrating with her movements, and every movement was natural and smooth, like a white lotus emerging from the water.
Her eyes were shining brightly, and her slender figure was like a peacock flying freely on the stage. Every move she makes shows her graceful and graceful temperament, which makes people intoxicated.
At this time, the sound of the flute suddenly became louder, and the girl used her right foot as the axis. The delicate body rotated, faster and faster, but as she rotated, her footsteps also moved, and she gradually approached the male guest.
As the sound of the flute gradually dissipated, she was already standing in front of Cang Qiyuan. She watched Cang Qiyuan's eyes moving and looking forward, then she gently took off the veil with both hands, leaned down and saluted, "My daughter Cen Xiaoqin Meet Prince Zhan!" She consciously moved gracefully and dignifiedly, waiting for the other party's response.
But Cang Qiyuan waved his sleeves very rudely, which added some internal strength. The wind brought by the sleeves made Cen Xiaoqin stagger to the side and almost fell, "You are blocking my view of my princess." .”
"Pfft!" Chang Xiangle, who was sitting behind him, laughed unkindly.
Cen Xiaoqin felt that she had been humiliated, gritted her teeth to hold back the tears that were about to flow, and turned towards Concubine Cen, "My dear concubine, I heard that Concubine Zhan was a talented woman before she got married for the first time. She was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Why don't we invite her to come and give her a gift?" How about everyone performing?"
Xia Qingfeng, who was watching her husband kissing her husband, was suddenly called on her name. She didn't react. She turned to look at her daughter next to her, "Did you just talk about me?"
Cang Lanruo nodded.
"Okay!" Xia Qingfeng stood up and dusted off the petals that had just fallen on her body, "I'll make a painting for everyone!"
Then the palace maid placed the drawing paper and oil paints, and Xia Qingfeng walked over.
She sat in front of a wooden table, lightly dipped in oil paint and began to paint. She carefully sketched on the paper, her eyes were deep and focused. There is no hesitation in the pen tip, and it can be seen that it has already been mastered, and the pattern on the canvas gradually takes shape.
Her hair fluttered gently with her movements, and her profile was so charming. Everyone unconsciously relaxed their breathing, and Cang Qiyuan was deeply fascinated by her.
Soon Xia Qingfeng put down the brush, and Cuiliu and Xia He came up and unfolded the canvas. Everyone looked at the painting she made and couldn't help but frown, "Hahaha, what is this? Princess Zhan's idea is so wild and unconstrained, who can tell what this is?" Cen Xiaoqin's laughter was extremely sharp and seemed to be releasing. After being humiliated just now, she seemed to feel that the painting of Princess Zhan was extremely mocking, so she could undo the insult she had received before. But her behavior looked like a shrew in the eyes of others, and Concubine Cen couldn't help but frown, "Xiaoqin, pay attention to your behavior."
Cen Xiaoqin then calmed down a little, "My dear concubine, look, what is she painting?"
Concubine Cen also looked at it carefully, and she really didn't understand it, so she asked, "Excuse me, Concubine Zhan, what are you painting?"
“The theme of my painting is: love is the source of life.
This painting is of a person. Look, this is a human heart, but I drew this heart one to one according to the human heart. This is what your heart really looks like. "
Everyone couldn't help but touch their chests when they saw this heart, while some women were vomiting. "Don't act so pretentious, you're not that fragile in reality." Xia Qingfeng looked down on such people.
"I think you are lying, right? Have you ever dug out a human heart? If so, you would be a monster." Cen Xiaoqin couldn't help shouting again.
"I'm not a monster, but I did see a bloody heart." Xia Qingfeng said seriously, "On the battlefield against Xianbei in Youzhou, our soldiers fought bravely, but their chests were pierced by Xianbei's scimitar. ." Xia Qingfeng looked at the crowd, "I have had heart repair and suturing operations. He is still alive today, but he can't do heavy manual labor. My daughter arranged for him to work in her shop, and he is living a good life now. , and even married a local girl and started a family.”
Xia Qingfeng ignored her and continued to talk about his paintings.
"The heart is the core of our lives and represents love and emotion. The heart in the painting is painted very brightly, symbolizing that love is alive and beautiful.
The people in the painting show an open mind to accommodate more love. His hands are spread outward, expressing a willingness to share and receive. At the same time, his eyes are also full of warmth and care, which means that he is willing to help others and pass on his love to others.
There is also a beam of light illuminating the man in the painting. This beam of light represents the power of love, which is everywhere. It can illuminate life in darkness and give people strength and courage to face difficulties and challenges.
Through this painting, what I want to convey is: love is the source of life. Only by knowing how to love and be loved can our lives be fully nourished and grown. Love can bring people closer and make us understand and accept each other better. It is the power that awakens the soul and can give us courage and persistence.
In life, there is no need to fight to the death. We should learn to look at the world with love and treat others and ourselves. We can do many more meaningful things in our short life. "
Xia Qingfeng finished speaking, but there was silence in the Imperial Garden. Suddenly, "Pah, pah, pah... pah pah..." Led by the old emperor, warm applause rang out in the imperial garden. Cang Qiyuan walked to Xia Qingfeng. Beside Qingfeng, he stared down at her, his eyes full of love.
The old emperor raised his hand to silence the people below: "Princess Zhan personally worked in Youzhou's war against Xianbei and saved many injured soldiers. She also established medical schools in many places in Youzhou. Now I am going to issue an order to order Zhan. The princess is a bachelor of medicine, a second-rank official, and established a medical school in the capital."
"I accept the order!"
Concubine Cen and Cen Xiaoqin on the side had their handkerchiefs torn, but they had nothing to say.
