With a limp, I reluctantly left the warm study room, and the cold wind hit me, and I couldn't help sneezing.
Beichen Shaoyuan frowned and threw me a snow-white rabbit fleece muffler. I looked at him in surprise, but he walked straight ahead.
He knew that I was afraid of the cold, so he remembered that when he saw Princess Weiyang's hand warmer, and he couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.
"Girls' stuff!" But I didn't appreciate it, and pouted at his back on purpose.
"Scholar Jun!" On this wall, Ordinary couldn't help but defend his master, "Don't treat the kindness of my prince as a donkey's liver and lungs!"
"Who wants him to be so kind!" I shoved the muff warmer into Ordinary's hand. But my heart really hurts, and I sighed eagerly at the warm muffler. Who told me to go to see the emperor and concubine? I dare not keep a distance from Beichen Shaoyuan!
The plum blossoms in the Imperial Garden are blooming just right, although the weather is cold, the fun of viewing the flowers is not affected.
I squinted my eyes and looked around. Compared with the banquet at Fenghuan Palace, there were 80% less beautiful girls in the garden. The preliminary screening was over. Unexpectedly, Weiyang still accompanied Shunmi by her side. She was still so dignified and beautiful. No difference at all. However, this time, Dong Jiaorao had disappeared from the show girls. After all, that charming girl was buried in the struggle without blood in the deep palace.
However, in addition to Beichen Tianheng and Beichen Shaoyuan, there are several important court officials such as Jun Qidao and Mo Gaosheng, as well as a few men wearing thorn crowns. I recognize them as Hanlin The students of the academy are also considered talented at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival, so I am not too dazzling to be among them.
Recently, I have been injured frequently, and I can't take care of my prime minister's father. When I saw him today, I felt that he was much older.
He was stunned when he saw me, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were filled with apologies for his indifference to me over the past few days. I walked slowly behind the crowd with him, under a palace pink plum tree, he stopped, and I stopped, seeing him sighing at the flower, hesitating to say anything.
"Father." Although I had a grudge against what he did, I couldn't bear it in the end, so I called out softly, "Is everything okay at home?"
"Okay!" He nodded slightly, "Your second mother took good care of you."
I nodded. Mrs. Cheng is a good woman. I believe she can do what Du Hanrong told her.
"Is your injury okay?" Jun Qidao seemed to be very worried, he stared at the crowd who were admiring a red plum, his eyes were cloudy.
"It's okay." I looked at him worriedly, how could this resolute prime minister become like an old man in a few days.
"Jing'er." He turned around. I was surprised that he didn't call me "Xing'er".
"You have been very close to King Xie, and your father has not stopped you." He looked at me solemnly and said earnestly, "But if one day the father can no longer protect you, you have to be careful about everything!"
"Father?" I was confused, what did he mean by that.
"Okay, let's go!" He patted me on the shoulder and urged me to follow. In the distance, Shun Mi and others were already looking at us.
I was full of doubts, and when I heard him muttering something to himself, "I hope the old man didn't see the wrong person", I was even more puzzled.
After walking around for a while, Shun Mi was tired and rested in the warm tent that had been set up in the garden. The surrounding charcoal pots were burning vigorously, making her cheeks crimson, like a young girl, no less than any beautiful girl in the garden. However, I sighed secretly, why is this peerless beauty so hard to get along with me
Just as he was thinking, the revered Taihuang Taifei made another move.
"This year, the plum blossoms in this garden are very good." Shunmi's phoenix eyes smiled and praised, "It reminds Aijia of the grand scene when the late emperor invited envoys from all over the world in the imperial garden.
I know that the first emperor in Shunmi's mouth is the father of Beichen Tianheng, Emperor Chongde. It is said that when Emperor Chongde was still the crown prince, he fought against the heroes and defeated the envoys from various countries who came to challenge them. At that time, Shunmi, who was the main banquet at that time, used ten poems to sing plum to convince him.
This story is undoubtedly a brilliant moment in Shunmi's life, and it is also a grand event known to women and children in the entire Xi country. I saw all the officials here nodded in agreement, and the young students were even more excited, and their eyes flashed with reverence.
However, I noticed that when Bei Chen Shaoyuan heard this sentence, his fingers holding the cup tightened, and his calm face seemed to be suppressed.
"Emperor and Concubine!" At this time, Princess Weiyang stood up and said, "Weiyang is bold, it's better for us sisters to follow the gourd and draw a scoop, and use this plum as the theme to show off your talents and help everyone!"
"Very good!" Shun Mi smiled, looked at the people in the seat, and said, "It's also just in time to ask the adults here to give some advice!"
"Don't dare!" Everyone humbly gave in.
Soon, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, bells, drums, dishes, etc. were brought up one by one.
I understand that this song and harmony was planned a long time ago, and it was here to test the talents of the show girls!
These famous ladies are all good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they will come even more prepared. Which one does not use all their strengths, just to win the favor of the sage.
For a time, writing and painting, embroidery and cooking, it was very lively.
About half an hour later, the show girls presented their works one after another.
One of the plum appreciation pictures is particularly prominent. Shunmi's dark red twelve broken skirts complement each other with red plums. She has the demeanor of a mother in the world, and her brushwork is smooth, which shows her skill. Another person made a stack of glutinous and white plum blossom cakes, with lifelike flower shapes and red and green silk embellishments, which are also quite delicate.
Until Wei Yang put down her ink pen, it was a poem she wrote herself.
All night, the rouge was flying, and the branches were full of blush. The flowers are half in bud, smiling and shy.
The end of the cold snow and frost is disturbed, and the new plum is a little thin. Not as charming as Tao Tu, just because of her arrogance.
The font is elegant and straight, like a plum blossom, which is proud and charming, and everyone present is full of admiration, and Shun Mi also smiles and is very satisfied with her.
However, I saw a tick at the corner of Weiyang's mouth, indicating to turn the rice paper upside down.
The ink traces through the back of the paper reveal a vigorous old branch, sparsely adorned with a few cold plums, and the ink emits bursts of fragrance after being suffocated by the heating, really like plum blossoms floating in a dark fragrance, a good picture Aohan's independent ink plum map!
Shun Mi couldn't help but feel a big difference, and praised Wei Yang's ingenious thoughts and noble meaning.
The meaning is self-evident.
Wei Yang thanked him for his kindness and cast a glance at Beichen Shaoyuan without revealing a trace, but the latter sipped the plum blossom wine carelessly and didn't care.
She glanced at me again, like a noble cold plum that cannot be violated.