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Qin Mu and the petite and lovely Li Xiangjun came to Huihe Palace in the West Six Palaces, which was the bedroom of Dong Xiaowan, who had just been conferred the title of noble lady.
Huihe Palace is five rooms wide, with a yellow glazed tile hip roof and corridors in front and back. The outer eaves are painted in Su style, and the east and west side rooms are respectively made of rosewood openwork carved with swastikas and floral railings. In front of the central hall, there is a tall glazed screen door with auspicious phoenix and longevity patterns, which forms a spacious four-entry courtyard with the east and west side halls.
As soon as I arrived outside Huihe Palace, I heard the faint sound of a guqin echoing in the evening breeze from the deep courtyard with double eaves at dusk.
Someone sang a song with the zither, sad and graceful: "Stay quiet in the inner chamber for many years, with a kind heart and a beautiful temperament. Pick up the zither but don't play the mulberry gate song, write a couplet on the leaf with the pen. The burning of the tortoise shell is known to be no good omen, and the magpie bridge is not a good omen. The lotus should only die in the frost, will it complain to the west wind about old age?"
The last two lines, "The lotus should only die in the frost, yet would never complain about its old age to the west wind," are similar to the poem by Zhu Shuzhen, a talented woman in the Southern Song Dynasty, "I would rather grow old on the fragrant branch than dance with the yellow leaves in the autumn wind."
After hearing this, Li Xiangjun couldn't help but glance at Qin Mu secretly. Seeing that there was no anger on Qin Mu's face, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty has arrived!"
As the maidservant at the door shouted, the sound of the zither in Huihe Palace stopped abruptly. Qin Mu and Li Xiangjun walked in and saw Dong Guiren and Bian Zhaoyi dressed in gorgeous palace costumes. They came out together and bowed: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be blessed."
Behind the two of them, Liu Rushi, dressed as a concubine, also bowed. The song just now came from her mouth. Qin Mu glanced at her indifferently, and smiled at Dong Xiaowan and Bian Yujing, "What are you doing?"
Dong Xiaowan was the owner of Huihe Palace. She replied, "Your Majesty, I am thinking about the Xuanji map to amuse myself."
Li Xiangjun, who was standing next to him, helped Qin Mu take off his cloak. She was petite and had to stand on tiptoes to help him untie his crown so as not to mess up his hair.
Qin Mu smiled slightly. He simply hugged her slender waist and lifted her up. The beauty in his arms was soft and fragrant, and her breath was as sweet as orchid, which made him lovable.
Bian Yujing and Dong Xiaowan also hurried over to help, and Liu Rushi followed beside, taking the cloak and crown and hanging them on the black lacquer hanger with a Pixiu headband.
"Let's go. I want to take a look. Both talented ladies have come up with a few poems."
"Your Majesty, please make fun of me. I am just playing a game and I dare not boast of my talent in front of Your Majesty. However..."
"But what?"
"But Rushi did manage to record several excellent pieces from the picture?"
"Oh? Let me take a look."
Qin Mu held the petite and lovely scented fan pendant and came to the sandalwood desk in the inner hall. On the desk were writing brushes, inkstones, paper, and a spiral pattern embroidered with five-colored silk threads.
According to legend, Xuanjitu was created by Su Hui, the wife of Dou Tao, the governor of Qinzhou during the Former Qin Dynasty. Su Hui refused to go to Xiangyang with her husband Dou Tao because she was dissatisfied with his favoritism towards his concubine Zhaoyangtai, and stayed in Dunhuang alone.
Soon Su Hui regretted breaking off relations with her husband. She spent her time alone in her empty room, and expressed her longing for her husband through poetry and songs, which she had loved since childhood. She wrote hundreds of poems.
She arranged the poems in a wonderful way, which is the Xuanji Tu - more than 200 poems with palindrome patterns embroidered on an eight-inch square piece of brocade with five-colored silk threads.
There are 841 characters in the Xuanji diagram, 29 in each direction. Reading vertically, horizontally, diagonally, alternately, forwardly, backwards, or reversing a character can all form a poem. The poems have three, four, five, six, or seven words, which are so ingenious that they caused a sensation in that chaotic era.
This picture has been handed down to later generations. It has puzzled countless scholars. Wu Zetian of the Tang Dynasty devoted herself to the study of Xuanji Picture and wrote more than 200 poems. A high monk in the Song Dynasty decomposed it into ten pictures and wrote 3,752 poems.
Su Dongpo, Li Qingzhao, Zhu Shuzhen and other talented people were all fascinated and admired by Xuanjitu. Su Dongpo also created a kind of "repetitive poem" based on Xuanjitu, but in terms of momentum, variety and difficulty, it is still difficult to compare with Xuanjitu.
Dong Xiaowan and her friends were all talented women who were proficient in poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially Liu Rushi, whose poems made many well-read men feel ashamed. In the deep palace, they often gathered together to paint and recite poems, and pondering the Xuanji map was also an elegant game to kill time.
Poetry and books can make one's temperament become noble. The four women, Dong Xiaowan, Bian Yujing, Li Xiangjun and Liu Rushi, have looks and figures like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with her own beauty and charm. What is the same is that they have all been influenced by poetry and books. Their every frown and smile, every gesture and movement all reflect their elegant temperament and are very moving.
Qin Mu sat on the royal blue cloud dragon chair and read the poems they had copied from the Xuanji map on the scented paper.
There is Li Xiangjun, who is like a scented fan pendant, lying on the man's lap. However, due to her petite figure, narrow fragrance path and shallow flower heart, she cannot bear to be raped. In bed, she often has to pull Dong Xiaowan and Bian Yujing to serve the man together. In front of the two women, lying on the man's lap is nothing.
Qin Mu hugged the soft scented fan and recited softly, "No one planted the spring grass, it grew into a fragrant bush at will. Green spreads all over the suburbs, and green returns to the distance and near. The mist sticks to the fallen catkins, and the rain sets off the remaining red. I don't understand why the prince left, and I feel sad in the evening wind. Hmm, whose is this?"
Bian Yujing smiled and said, "If so, what do you think, Your Majesty?"
Bian Zhaoyi still has that noble yet slightly melancholy temperament. Her skin has become more moisturized, her figure is more attractive than before, and she has a more mature charm. The small parts are still small, and the big parts are bigger. She is curvy and full of femininity.
Her tall and graceful figure formed two completely different beauties from the petite Li Xiangjun. Qin Mu gently patted her plump buttocks and said casually: "I don't play the melody of the mulberry gate with my zither, but I write a couplet on the leaf with my pen. Who wrote this?"
Bian Yujing and the others were all smart beauties. When they heard Qin Mu's question, they knew something was wrong and didn't know how to explain it. Liu Rushi came up and bowed, saying, "It was just a joke. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Everyone has heard the story of writing poems on red leaves. This is the palace maid expressing her loneliness in the deep palace and her longing for a free life outside the palace.
Qin Mu asked calmly, "Do you want to leave the palace?"
"Your Majesty..." Dong Xiaowan wanted to come forward to help Liu Rushi excuse herself, but was interrupted by Qin Mu's wave of his hand. He looked at Liu Rushi calmly, waiting for her answer.
"I don't want to leave the palace."
"Is this your own choice?"
"Yes, sire."
Qin Mu looked at her again and said nothing more: "Get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Dong Xiaowan and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although Liu Rushi's current status was only a concubine, and Qin Mu did not seem to have any intention of conferring a title on her, he still had the honor of visiting her anyway.
According to the palace rules, women who have been favored by the emperor are not allowed to leave the palace again. So Qin Mu's question just now really made Dong Xiaowan and the other girls sweat.
Dong Xiaowan personally brewed tea, and Qin Mu took a sip. He was not interested in thinking about the spiral diagram. He hugged Li Xiangjun and asked with a smile: "Xiangjun, I have some silver in the treasury. What do you think we should spend it? Well, tell me what you want to buy."
In order to dispel her displeasure, Li Xiangjun offered him a kiss and said with a clever smile, "Humph, Your Majesty is testing me again. We have everything we want, including food and clothing. We have the best daily expenses, and Your Majesty loves us. We are like living in heaven. Why would we need to buy anything?"
"Xiangjun is right." Dong Xiaowan and Bian Yujing also came up, one on the left and one on the right, to help Qin Mu hold his shoulders, intentionally diverting his attention away from Liu Rushi.
Qin Mu was surrounded by beauties, as if he was sitting in a bush of flowers, with a faint fragrance wafting through his body.
"Haha, you don't need anything? What should I do? I feel that if I keep so much money, I will be stained with the smell of money. I have to spend it."
After hearing this, the girls all laughed. Li Xiangjun said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, please don't lie to me. Your Majesty has already planned to use the money in your treasury to run a school."
"Ahem, Xiang'er, in order to please these beauties, I am willing to spend money."
Bian Yujing hugged him from behind, rubbing her cheek against his and said, "Your Majesty's kindness, we are grateful for your kindness, but for us, we are already very satisfied with your Majesty's favor."
Dong Xiaowan also said: "Yes, Your Majesty, you should use the money to set up schools so that children from poor families can go to school. This is much more meaningful than spending money on slaves."
Beauties like Chun Yan are so beautiful that they can overwhelm the whole country. In addition, they all consciously or unconsciously followed Li Xiangjun and changed their self-proclaimed names to "Nu Nu", which sounds much more intimate and makes people feel a little distracted.
Qin Mu simply carried Dong Xiaowan and Bian Yujing into the big bed in the inner hall, and signaled Liu Rushi to follow in. They lay down on the brocade quilt with the pattern of Danfeng Chaoyang. The room was surrounded by flowers, warm and soft, making people intoxicated by the flowers.
"Do you want to do something meaningful?"
"Your Majesty, what does Nunu want us to do?"
"On such a beautiful night, what do you think is the most meaningful thing to do in bed?"
"Your Majesty..." The women couldn't help but let out sweet cries as Qin Mu caressed them with his hands.
"Well... I will give you all the money in the treasury and let you run a school. What do you think?"
Li Xiangjun was kissing his cheek, and she stopped and said, "Your Majesty, this matter is of great importance and cannot be treated lightly. We cannot do this."
Bian Yujing, whose clothes were disheveled, revealing her icy and jade-like chest, also said tactfully: "Your Majesty, Xiangjun is right. Although we like to play with words, we really can't do such a big thing."
Qin Mu laughed: "Okay, then do something you can do." Liu Rushi came up to help Qin Mu undress. Dong Xiaowan smiled at him, raised her slender jade fingers, and unbuttoned her clothes one by one. The intoxicating fragrance filled the hall...
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