As time passes, half a year has passed since the ninth year of the Emperor's reign. Wanyan Yong has not set foot in the Li family's door in the past two months. Although the eldest lady is worried, she still cannot overcome Qing Ya's stubborn temper. She has not taken the marriage to heart at all. , get up early and go to bed early all day long. The day is full of arrangements. I get up early to play the pipa, order tea, practice painting, write essays, and read books. After lunch, I play chess with Cui He and go to the south of the city. Horseback riding, and later I came to do some nvhong. When it was sunny, I could bask in the sun in the small courtyard, and when it rained, I would practice writing with my little brother.
One fine day at noon, she was in the room giving instructions on how to draw a picture of a magpie on a branch. There were pigments such as green, rouge, silver vermilion, and realgar on the table. He paused and said: "Did you remember Mr. Bo Shi's "Beauty's Journey"?"
"Remember!"
"Mr. Bo Shi depicts the scene of the Qin and Han Dynasties traveling to Chang'an. The colors are vivid, the characters are rich, the lines are smooth and flexible, and the characters are soft and beautiful everywhere."
"When you draw a bride, you must pay attention to her body shape and have a sense of grace in it. If the figure is too flat, it will not show the flavor of this happy event!"
After she finished speaking, she began to trace the details with her hands, first using the soft lines as the basis and then filling in the colors.
"This character drawing will test the smoothness of your lines the most. There should be no knots. One stroke and one line. If there is a break in the middle, the beauty will be lost!"
Xianke nodded, and based on his own image of "Beauty Picture", he slowly practiced his brushwork on the rice paper next to him, practicing three or four pure lines.
Cuihe closed the door and walked in, handing a piece of crispy pork wrapped in paper to Xianke: "Young Master, I brought crispy pork to you while I was on the street."
Xianke immediately put down his pen, raised a smile, took the snack from her hand, and replied softly: "Thank you, sister He!"
After he took the crispy meat, he stayed for a long time and looked at Cuihe. Seeing her dressed in pink and smiling at him, her face turned rosy. Qingya looked at the state of the two of them and became more and more unpredictable, so she asked : "Look, you didn't even tell me what to bring for me, so you brought it to him. Now he is the "special treasure" of the people in this house. "
"I've noticed that you two are becoming more and more like siblings. Last time you two played chess for a whole afternoon in Qinyuan. When I called him to play chess with me the next day, he used studying as an excuse. Send me away," she said, pinching her little brother's fleshy cheeks with a hint of teasing. .c
"What are you talking about, sister! My little brother really didn't finish reading that day! Why did he send his sister away?" He became even more shy.
"Yeah, you just said that, and I look at it. Now, as an unmarried bride, I have become a person who is neither loved by my father nor my mother!" She seemed to be a little free and easy, and turned to the chair. One seat.
"Sister, I'm wrong. I have to play chess with my sister when I have free time next time. I went to the street to buy ten packs of crispy meat snacks for my sister. I will give this crispy meat to my sister today!"
He frowned, as if he took her words seriously, and quickly offered him the tender meat. Cuihe laughed and said, "Young Master, I'm joking with you! How can I take it seriously?"
Qingya looked at her respectful look and nodded his forehead: "You are like this, a kid. You take all the jokes seriously. I see that if you find a wife in the future, she won't even dare to come." Talked to you!"
After hearing this, he raised his head, put down Surou and held her hand: "Sister, no matter what, it's Xian'er's fault. My father never cared about my mother, and my sister still doesn't." I have a son to offer."
She looked at his red cheeks, then hugged him into her arms, looked up and sighed: "Little brother, sister, I understand that you have to study hard now and learn from your elder brother. When you grow up, don't let the mud flow. I mistook your eyes."
"Yes! Please remember this, little brother."
"Just draw it! I'll just watch from the side."
After she finished speaking, she touched his cheeks, and he continued to practice his pen quietly. At the right moment, she looked out the window, seeing the green leaves rolling in the clouds, and the bright light gradually entering the window lintel and shining on her black hair. She missed him so much that she didn't know if he was safe and sound across thousands of mountains and barriers.
"Girl, now that the king has taken the initiative to postpone the wedding, and he has not come to see you in the past month or two, what should we do if this continues?" Cui He asked.
"Just go with him! It just so happens that I don't want to agree to this marriage either," she said softly.
On the small lantern, hold your forehead.
"The lady seems not very happy about this matter. The housekeeper handed the news to the master. The master's tone in the reply was not very good." Cuihe was busy at Xianke's desk, grinding for him. .
"What can I do if it's not good? He won't be able to come back for the time being!"
"Slave, please don't mind, miss... You were so careless that day that you put the letter under a piece of silk. After hearing what the waiter said, the king came to see you. He was full of joy and had no intention of looking at it. After receiving the letter, I rushed out and rode my horse to look for you. When I came back, my whole soul was gone!" Cui He looked at her, trying to persuade her.
"My slave doesn't know what the king saw, but I guess I can make a pretty good guess. The king must be heartbroken. I have never seen him cry before. It was the last time he suffered." He had never shed a tear after being stabbed so deeply."
She thought softly that she had been by his side for more than a year and even since she was a child. She was indeed favored by him in every aspect. With a sentence circled in the book, he gave himself a garden full of crabapples.
To talk about myself, she is not a noble girl from a top family, and her appearance is the same. Apart from her talents and virtues, there really is nothing to talk about. And he is the proud son of heaven, the honor of a prince, handsome and calm, and a man of literary and military skills. He is even more kind and generous. He is so humble and humiliating, and yet he has to be hurt like this.
"I... know, but I can't get close to him anymore, and I can't give him any wrong feelings anymore."
"Girl, you can't stay in a stalemate like this. Even after seeing the friendship between brother and sister for so many years, you still need to find an opportunity to ease the relationship! It will be easier to see each other in the future."
"In a few days, Princess Jiaxiang will come out of the cabinet. The eldest lady is inconvenient. The eldest young master must take you to congratulate her. King Yong must also go. If you two meet, won't you say anything?"
After listening to Cui He's words, she waited for a long time, shaking her fan in front of her, but her heart was burning like a fire. She leaned on the small lantern and thought about something. Looking at the capital city, in the distance there were only faint hills looming in the floating clouds, with soft and slow lines, overlapping one another. Suddenly there were two or three calls of orioles and magpies, and she did not care to follow the traces; There were a few children playing in that empty pavilion. They were surrounding the stone table in the pavilion, preparing the sky lanterns to be put out in the evening. They were each busy with their own tasks. Their posture was just like working with Wanyan Yong under the lantern on the reunion night last year. With a happy heart, we light candles and talk at night.
After thinking about it, she took out an official hat from the desk. It was the Futou hat that he left behind at Li's house some time ago.
Away from thousands of mountains and mountains, Wan Yanliang has arrived in Zhongjing. I saw a group of people, big and small, parked in front of Dading Mansion in Zhongjing. He was going to stay at Xiao Yu's place in Zhongjing to meet up with his old friends and to plan his secret affairs.
This Xiao Yu was from Xi. He first lived in Zhongjing in Meng'an. At that time, Wan Yanliang was in his weakest years and was sentenced to stay in Zhongjing. He had a close relationship with the local Meng'an. Among them, the most trusted minister was Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu After many years of discussions with him, he discovered that he coveted the throne, so he privately encouraged him to gather strength to usurp the throne and become king. Wan Yanliang had the intention to usurp the throne and kill the emperor, and it was he who inspired him.
Lifting the curtain of the carriage and looking at the bustling market, Wan Yanliang was filled with joy. He stepped off the carriage with great agility, then turned around to pull the imperial concubine out of the carriage. He stood there patting his clothes and looked at this long-awaited reunion. A great sight.
He walked up the steps, turned sideways and said to Concubine Qi: "Concubine, we are back to where we were before!"
"Yes! I haven't been here in the past six years. I remember that Zhongjing was not as prosperous as it is now, but now it is comparable to Huining!"
"This Zhongjing is located in the center of the country. It is the center of our country. It will naturally develop rapidly! If you don't want to give up, you can stay for a few more days!"
"It's all up to the King!"
While the two were chatting and laughing, Xiao Yu, who was staying in Zhongjing, came out of the house to greet him. Xiao Yu was in his twenties, young and promising, held many positions, and was highly valued by the emperor. When he saw Wan Yanliang, he bowed respectfully and saluted: "I respectfully welcome the imperial concubine, greetings to the great king, greetings to the imperial concubine!"
When old friends reunited, the two of them were so excited that they could not speak for a while, so he turned against him and said, "You are so dependent on this place that you are buried in this prosperous place all day long without even returning to the capital to see the lonely king! Hmm? That's it! Are the little ladies from the south more charming?"
"Your Majesty, you are joking! Your Majesty is here. The ministers have already prepared a banquet to welcome your Majesty. Your Majesty, please come!"
After hearing this, he nodded with satisfaction and walked into the house with him. The main hall had already had delicacies on a jade plate, and the waiting room was very busy. More than a dozen dishes were placed on the Eight Immortals table, and a basin was brought to the master to clean his face, hands and mouth.
After the three of them chatted and laughed and finished their meal, Wan Yanliang waved and said, "Concubine, you go to rest first. The lonely king and Xiao Yu still have some matters to discuss."
"Then I'll take my leave first!" She saluted.
"Come here! Take your wife back to your room to rest," Xiao Yu waved around.
After Wanyan Liang saw him leaving, he raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. He didn't stop after several glasses. He didn't taste the taste and didn't appreciate the taste. He only stopped drinking in his mouth for a moment.
Xiao Yu saw his poor expression and asked, "Is there anything troubling you, sir?"
Wan Yanliang suddenly smiled: "You, Master Xiao, still see what's on King Chuang Gu's mind!"
"Hahaha, Weichen has been with you for many years, so I naturally understand what you are thinking!"
He took a piece of roasted meat on a small plate and threw it into his mouth. He chewed it twice before swallowing it. He sipped the wine again and said, "I really can't tolerate that emperor. He keeps suppressing him. For his own sake, I can't tolerate him anymore." The birthday gift gave me a thirty-year beating, and he pointed out the woman I liked to Wulu. When someone framed me, he squeezed me out of the court and sent me to some Nanjing prefecture. Don't you know you want to treat me?
Xiao Yuwei smiled, pinned his sleeves and came to pour wine for him, and then said: "Wei Chen has heard about it, but Wei Chen feels that this tampering with the imperial edict was probably arranged by the emperor, and he deliberately wanted to make things difficult for you."
"The solitary king also thought so. Zhang Jun had already committed a capital crime before, bullying dozens of good girls, and drafting edicts and omitting two orders. However, the emperor spared him the death penalty. Now he is to be punished. With my instructions, he can clear away his old sins and demote me."
Note: 1. Mr. Boshi was Li Gonglin, a native of Shuzhou (now Tongcheng, Anhui) in the Northern Song Dynasty and an outstanding painter in the Song Dynasty. Zi Boshi, also known as Longmian Jushi and Longmianshanren, died at the age of fifty-seven and became a Jinshi in the third year of Xining (AD 1070). His painting "Beautiful People's Journey" depicts the scene of Yang Guifei's close relatives and sisters traveling to Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty.
2. Five capitals in the early Jin Dynasty: Huining Prefecture in Shangjing (now south of Acheng, Heilongjiang), Liaoyang Prefecture in Tokyo (now Liaoyang, Liaoning), Dading Prefecture in Beijing (now Daming Town, Ningcheng County, Inner Mongolia), Datong Prefecture in Xijing (now Datong, Shanxi) , Zhongdu Daxing Prefecture (today's Beijing), Nanjing Kaifeng Prefecture (today's Kaifeng, Henan).
