After a few swing dances, it was almost noon, and it was the cold food feast. Although the food presented was all fire-proof, the royal chefs still had the ability to make them full of color, flavor, and fragrance.
While eating, I watched the beautiful woman playing the flute sitting on the swing frame. The flute was melodious and melodious. Even Zhuang Luoyan, who was not good at this, couldn't help but listen. On the contrary, the other people present seemed to be accustomed to looking at the man playing the flute at all.
I'm probably used to seeing it and hearing it. After all kinds of ostentation, this kind of small scene is really nothing. Zhuang Luoyan picked up the wine bottle and took a sip. In such a place, status represented life.
"Zhao Xianrong likes this song?" The queen said suddenly, looking at Zhuang Luoyan with a smile, "These are all actors raised in the palace, you are the master of one palace, if you like it, I will call someone to perform for you in the palace. It does."
"The concubine listened to this very beautiful song, so she couldn't help being distracted, making the empress laugh." Zhuang Luoyan put down the wine bottle and smiled respectfully at the queen.
"This song is called Bai Hua Zui, and the tune is really gentle and beautiful. You didn't know that when you entered the palace late, Concubine Rou sang this tune to be the sound of heaven. Although the sound of the flute is beautiful, it is better than the song that Concubine Rou sang back then. Son, it's still a lot worse." The queen said this, and glanced at the emperor, "I must say, there is no one in the palace with a more beautiful voice than Concubine Rou, what do you think, the emperor?"
"Concubine Rou's voice is indeed the sound of nature," Feng Jin seemed to have not noticed that the Queen's words had no meaning. "Not to mention Zhao Xianrong, even I haven't heard Concubine Rou sing for many days."
Concubine Rou got up and smiled reluctantly, "Thanks to the emperor and the empress for the praise, the concubines are frightened."
A few days ago, because of borrowing Xihe Gong's servants, she had been treated coldly by the emperor. Now, although the queen spoke of her as a singer, the emperor gave her a few glances, so I don't know whether she was angry or happy at the moment.
Feng Jin saw her cowardly appearance, and stopped talking, pointing to the two dishes in front of him, "I remember that Concubine Shu is fond of sweetness, and this plate is for Concubine Shu. She takes it."
The so-called golden stone and silver flowers are actually preserved eggs with green peppers. Zhuang Luoyan got up and thanked her, and then took a piece and threw it into his mouth, without acting like a gentleman.
Concubine Shu Gui is much more gentle than Zhuang Luoyan. Now Su Xiuyi has been reprimanded by the emperor because of Zhuang Luoyan. Concubine Shu is Su Xiuyi's cousin, and Concubine Shu's family once participated in brother Zhuang Luoyan. deal with.
The two of them are the most proud people in the palace, and no one dares to rush to offend them, so they watched the fight between them coldly.
"The taste is really delicious, I would like to thank the emperor for the reward." After taking a sip, Concubine Shu smiled softly again and got up to thank the emperor.
"Concubine Ai loves it, so I will use a few more." Feng Jin smiled lightly, turned his eyes, saw that Zhuang Luoyan had already spent three or four pieces, and said, "Zhao Xianrong, although this golden stone, jade and silver flower is delicious. , your wounds are not healed yet, so don’t be greedy for food.”
Glancing at the preserved egg with green peppers rather reluctantly, Zhuang Luoyan raised her head to look at the emperor, stood up and gave a salute, her voice was a little lower than when Xie En said, "Yes, the emperor, the concubine has lost her temper."
Feng Jin wanted to say a few more words. Seeing her pale face due to excessive blood loss, she could only shake her head helplessly, "You are weak, you don't need to be so polite, just sit down quickly."
"Thank you, Your Majesty," Zhuang Luoyan sat down, ignoring the envious or jealous eyes of the concubines all around him, his index finger lightly brushed the foot of the wine bottle, and suddenly he raised his head, just in time to meet Concubine Shu's gaze looking at her.
Showing a faint smile at Concubine Shu Gui, Zhuang Luoyan raised the glass and took a slow sip. The eyes of the two collided, and then moved away from each other again.
"Your Majesty, today's spring is just right. If you can paint a picture of spring together after perfecting it, it will be considered to be a little more elegant?" Concubine Shu Gui looked at the emperor with a sly smile.
Feng Jin nodded when he heard the words, "Today is indeed a rare good weather. It is considered to be a half-day free time to recite poetry and paint with the concubines."
Everyone knew in their hearts that Concubine Shu Gui wanted to embarrass Zhao Xianrong. After all, in this harem, who didn't know that Zhao Xianrong was so bad at painting, even the emperor said it was ugly.
Everyone looked at Zhao Xianrong at this moment, but saw that the master was eating the meal calmly, without the slightest hint of anger, many people sighed in their hearts, this Zhao Xianrong was calm. of.
After the meal, the palace attendant has prepared tables, chairs, benches, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and various colors of brushes, paints, and stones, just waiting for these masters to paint and write poems.
Some people say that paintings are like people, so people who are good at painting should hide a little bit of holiness and dust in people's minds. Most of the concubines and concubines in the harem came from a certain family background. Naturally, they had studied piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Those who were born low, naturally won't be too high, so whether they paint or not is not so important anymore. Among the concubines, there are some who are not very good at painting, but only Yangui Concubine and Zhao Xianrong.
The birth of Yangui's concubine is not very good, and Zhao Xianrong is really not good at this thing, so many people are waiting to see the two jokes.
However, Zhuang Luoyan didn't care about other people's thoughts, and picked up a pen to outline it on the silk.
Concubine Shu glanced at Zhuang Luoyan, lowered her head with a smile but not a smile, and drew a thin outline of a magnolia flower.
Feng Jin is the emperor. For him, the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are just entertainment, so he is not addicted to it. He simply outlines a rock, and there is a half-open orchid next to the rock.
Soon after the emperor finished painting, the other concubines naturally stopped writing one after another and looked at each other.
The queen's painting is quite satisfactory, and a peony painting has a noble atmosphere, which shows the demeanor of everyone's birth. Banban praised it twice, then went to see the paintings made by other concubines.
As a favorite concubine in the harem, Concubine Shu Gui is not only a beautiful dancer, but also a good performer in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Zhuang Luoyan put down her pen, looked at the concubines who were chatting with Concubine Shu Gui, and smiled.
When Jiang Guiconi glanced at the painting in front of Zhuang Luoyan, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes, and then she smiled and said, "The lady's painting is amazing."
"Just don't be ashamed." Zhuang Luoyan hooked the corners of her mouth. Sometimes women in the harem can't treat themselves as a water basin, and they just pour out what they have. Does the so-called surprise mean that it can only be effective when the other party does not expect it
When the emperor came to Zhuang Luoyan's case, he was a little surprised by the painting, which had no expectations for his painting skills. There was only a red begonia, a broken stone, and a butterfly on the silk, and a poem by Ouyang Xiu was mentioned in the blank space next to it. Although the painting skills were far inferior to Concubine Ning's, it carried an indescribable meaning.
"This year's flowers are more popular than last year's. It's a pity that next year's flowers will be even better, who knows who is the same?" Feng Jin slowly read this sentence, took a deep look at Zhuang Luoyan, and then smiled: "Although Aifei's paintings are not worth it It’s a choice, but the implication is rare. Until next year today, I don’t know if the painting skills will be better.”
"The concubine knows that her painting skills are not as good as others, but it's just that the class has made an axe." Zhuang Luoyan smiled.
Concubine Shu Gui on the side was a little uncomfortable. The emperor specifically mentioned what next year would be, and it was impossible to make such a promise because Zhuang Luoyan wrote an unknown word.
Is this Zhuang Luoyan's provocation of "flowers are not a hundred days of red"
The Empress seemed quite happy to see Concubine Shu Gui's faceless face, and immediately said: "Bengong looked at Zhao Xianrong's fresh and lovely painting, and it was a bright look. It can be seen that the palace lantern Zhao Xianrong didn't draw enough attention."
"Niangniang praised it. The concubine likes that kind of chubby painting. In addition, the painting skills are not good, so I painted like that on the palace lantern that day." Zhuang Luoyan smiled lightly, "I made everyone laugh."
"Zhaoxian Rongguo is really hidden," Concubine Shu Gui said with a smile, "If it wasn't for everyone painting together today, I'm afraid even the emperor would not know that you have such painting skills."
"Niangniang's words are serious, concubines and concubines do not dare to defile the emperor's eyes all the time." Zhuang Luoyan looked at the emperor, "Concubines are not people who like to paint, and the emperor has never seen paintings of concubines and concubines."
"That's true," Feng Jin raised his head and said to Concubine Shu, "I see that she can sit and never stand, and I'm embarrassing her for something like painting."
The smile on Concubine Shu's face faded again, "But doesn't the emperor just like Sister Zhao's lazy temperament?"
Feng Jin smiled when he heard the words, turned around and walked towards Concubine Ning without taking up the words.
The crowd naturally followed, and saw that Ning Fei's canvas was a picture of green bamboo, but with just a few strokes, he drew the charm and shape of the bamboo. Even Zhuang Luoyan, a layman, saw Ning Fei's painting skills. Really better than other women.
Everyone was naturally amazed, and Concubine Shu said: "Concubine Ning's paintings are not as good as those of us. I remember that two years ago, Concubine Ning imitated Gu Kaizhi's "Luo Shen Fu Tu" just like the original painting. In the next life, others will not be able to tell that it is not a real painting."
"The noble concubine, the concubine, praised me, concubines and concubines are just bored in their free time, just like playing, how can they be so powerful." Ning Fei smiled, her expression was indifferent, and she was not proud.
"Why is Concubine Ning so modest?" Concubine Shu Gui paused, then suddenly said, "I will forget about this concubine. Your Majesty, Concubine Ning is both good at painting and imitating painting, why don't you let her see that peacock? Who exactly did the picture imitate the picture and deliberately frame Zhao Xianrong?"
Nearly a month has passed since the incident, and the emperor and the queen have acquiesced that Zhao Xianrong was framed by someone with a heart. Why did Concubine Shu bring this up again, to say that Zhao Xianrong was not framed, or did she mean something else
Feng Jin frowned slightly, looked at Concubine Shu again, and tapped Concubine Ning's painting with his index finger. Seeing that Concubine Ning respectfully put down the paintbrush still in her hand because of his actions, she withdrew her hand again and said to Ning. The concubine said, "Concubine Shugui mentions this, I also want you to take a look. Empress, let someone present the peacock tail." Speaking of this, Feng Jin suddenly paused, "After all, Zhao Xianrong was with me that day. The paper kite that flew away is still the thread that I cut with my own hands.”
As soon as the emperor's words came out, the expressions of the people present changed slightly. The emperor's words did not mean that Zhao Xianrong would not be the one who was looking for the paper kite that day. After all, Zhao Xianrong would not look for anything that the emperor personally let go. return
Why was the emperor's silence before that
The concubine who had bullied Zhuang Luoyan before by taking advantage of the situation became more and more scared the more she thought about it, her face gradually turned pale, and the originally lively imperial garden became dull for a while.
Zhuang Luoyan did not expect that the emperor would say such a sentence, his eyelids moved, and his eyes fell on Ning Concubine's green bamboo map.