Oh, that's right, they are all connected, everyone relaxes a bit, today this woman was just invited to have a dinner, it is estimated that after dinner in the evening, she will be sent back. I just worried about it for nothing. , Is not the most important person in this palace, it is estimated that he will not chew on the roots of the tongue.
Liu Qiqiao responded to Lin Pingmo's words: "Thanks to the twelfth prince, remember that the slave family is all well, and thank you for the ointment given by the prince. It is very useful!"
Lin Pingmo nodded, "The rain doesn't mean to stop. Auntie is going to the banquet. Why don't you let me see you there? Let's go!"
"No..." Liu Qiqiao raised her head and saw Lin Ping's dissatisfied eyes. She said hurriedly, "How can the slave family dare to bother the prince!"
The twelve princes stood up and said, "There is nothing to worry about. You saved my life. Can I still give you a ride? Come, bring an umbrella!"
A palace lady hurriedly took out the umbrella and handed it over.
The twelve princes walked ahead first, and that energy no longer needed to be reserved. Liu Qiqiao hurriedly walked over.
Under the corridor, the twelve princes stood there, glanced back slightly, Liu Qiqiao hurriedly followed and stood under his umbrella.
Lan Xiang took the other umbrella sent by the palace lady, smiled and said "Thank you!" The surprise in the little palace lady's eyes made her understand a little bit. This scene was a bit inexplicable.
However, even though it was said that the prince was holding an umbrella for an ordinary folk woman, if that woman was his lifesaver, it would be another matter.
In this way, the maids were no longer surprised, but then quietly leaned to the window to look outside.
No matter how you look at it, it looks good.
The two tall and petite figures, walking together a little strangely, make people look very comfortable.
The same white, covered in the rain, slowly drifting away. In the hall, all the palace people forgot to react. They were surprised by this scene. They went out of the hall and couldn't see it anymore, so they took it back. They looked at each other and looked at each other: "If they weren't an aunt, I would have doubted, what is the difference between these two people!" A court lady said softly.
Everyone agreed with this sentence, but they didn't say it anymore. In their eyes, there was still the eye-catching scene just now.
Lin Pingmo didn’t care about the eyes behind him. They walked out of the palace and walked outside with shelter from the rain. When they didn’t, Lin Pingmo put the umbrella on Liu Qiqiao’s side a little bit, Liu Qi Coincidentally, when he saw that half of his shoulder was outside the umbrella, he said, "Don't get caught in the rain!"
Lin Pingmo smiled: "I'm a man, it's nothing to get caught in the rain, but you, you have recovered from a serious illness, so you can't freeze it!"
They are now walking in the imperial garden. In Liu Qiqiao’s memory, they should not have walked far, and they would return to the place where Princess Chun took them. However, after walking for a while, they were still walking around Walking on the lakeside promenade of the liquid pond.
"Did you make a mistake!" Liu Qiqiao stopped, looking at the surface of Yanbo Lake, frowning lightly.
Lan Xiang was not far behind them. After listening to Liu Qiqiao's words, she also agreed with her. She felt that she shouldn't have turned a corner just now, and she should be there after a few steps, but the twelve princes took them with them. She was stunned, and now she didn't know where the place was before!
Lin Ping was very happy. The happiest moment came this time: "I thought you wouldn't find it!" He actually took her around in this imperial garden.
Liu Qiqiao was a little anxious: "If Princess Chun sees me for a long time and won't return, he will be anxious!"
"No, she knows who you are with!" Lin Pingmo said.
"Ah, you guys?" Liu Qiqiao looked up in surprise, Lin Pingmo turned his face away, a little red, he said: "Don't worry about me, I know how to measure, I will take you to a place, will not delay business!"
Liu Qiqiao was startled and refused, but Lin Pingmo had already reached out and pulled her arm to make her stand closer to herself: "Let’s go, if you don’t cooperate, I don’t mind, let you 'S maid saw me holding you away!"
Knowing his stubborn temper, Liu Qiqiao had to resign his fate to follow in his footsteps: "Lin Pingmo, do you people in the Ling family like this kind of backlash?"
Lin Ping said dissatisfiedly: "I am not the Ling family!"
Liu Qiqiao didn't entangle him in this matter, she just said: "Aren't you afraid of being seen by others, will you talk nonsense?"
"As long as it doesn't hurt you, I don't care what they say, anyway, in their eyes, I am also a weird person!" Lin Pingmo said, thinking of the palace servants who had been tossed enough by him at those nights, he couldn't help but chuckle. .
Liu Qiqiao felt more and more depressed in the smile he found inexplicably.
Fortunately, there were two umbrellas. They turned left and right, and finally arrived in front of a palace. Liu Qiqiao now recognizes almost the characters. She looked up at the characters on the hall and said, "Ziwu Palace? Where is this? "
Lin Pingmo smiled and said, "My mother and concubine lived there!"
Liu Qiqiao was startled, thinking, is it the An Jieyu who is so beloved? Although she was favored, there was no woman who died well, and she didn't know what kind of woman she was.
"Let's go, now it's an empty hall. After my mother and concubine passed away, there is no one living there. The emperor comes here from time to time to see, but today's weather makes him unable to get up..." Lin Pingmo said.
Liu Qiqiao noticed that when he mentioned the emperor’s tone, he was very disgusted and dissatisfied. Not only did he have no respect for the emperor, but also no love for his parents. She looked at the front, the stubborn figure, thinking, between him and her father. There is still a big problem, although I have already recognized it.
Sure enough, there was no one inside. They walked in, and the echo of their footsteps could be heard in the empty hall.
This hall was too deserted. Although all sides were cleaned up, there was no one living, and because it was raining outside, there was a sense of dampness. Lin Pingmo did not stay in the main hall, and directly dragged Liu Qiqiao inside. As he walked in the hall, he remembered something, and said to Lan Xiang, who was about to follow behind him, "You stay outside and you are not allowed to come in!"
"Ah!" Lan Xiang was a little surprised. Looking at Liu Qiqiao, Liu Qiqiao nodded to her to make her feel at ease that she would be fine, so that she could stop with confidence.
The inner hall is empty like the outer hall, but because of the small space, it looks like it’s not so panicked. Liu Qiqiao saw a four-panel screen with pictures of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. At that time, the picture of the screen wall that was bypassed was somewhat similar.
Lin Pingmo watched Liu Qiqiao staring at the painting on the screen, and smiled: "That is Jin Tanzi's painting. Everyone thinks that he only paints still life with figures, flowers and plants. I don't know that his landscape paintings are also extraordinary. He gifted my mother and concubine himself!" He was quite proud of this, and then knew that Liu Qiqiao didn't understand, so he explained: "Jin Tanzi is a famous painter in this dynasty. His paintings are redeemed by a ruler. Counting the money, this screen, you look inconspicuous, is actually invaluable. If you like it, I'll give it to you!"
Listening to Lin Pingmo's words, it was still invaluable, Liu Qiqiao hurriedly shook his head: "Where do I know this, give it to me, it will bury the good things!"
"Here, it's not the same buried!" Lin Ping disapproved indifferently. "Jin Tanzi draws and specializes in fate. There was a wealthy businessman who spent a lot of money and wanted to invite him to paint. As a result, he couldn't even see his people. But if he fell in love with you, he would give it to you for nothing, and he would rather Uncle Zhong said that he was also one of the people who admired his mother and concubine. Therefore, he heard that the mother and concubine had entered the palace, and feared that she would miss Jiangnan scenery, so he personally painted this and sent it to him. He also painted the outside shadow wall. You just must see Come here, by the way, my mother and concubine are from Jiangnan, I told you about it!"
Liu Qiqiao nodded, not only said this, there are many more, she remembers, he said Jiangnan, she has always yearned.
Lin Pingmo smiled and pulled her into the hall again, and walked to a book case, "Here is a portrait of my mother and concubine, and the emperor comes up to see this portrait. It's a lie. People don't cherish it when they are there. , Died, but here always leaning on a portrait to cherish her memory..."
Lin Pingmo moved an organ by the wall, but seeing that the wall above the book case moved, Liu Qiqiao was shocked, not thinking, there is such a delicate opportunity, she thought, would you like to see how to do it? , Also go back and learn to get one.
The wall moved away with a sound, revealing a rectangular empty hall at the back, with a picture hanging in it, and joss sticks were burning in front of the painting. Liu Qiqiao’s attention was attracted by the person on the painting. This is a generation that is popular in the world. Is An Jieyu, an alluring beauty
Liu Qiqiao was startled.
The person in the painting is lifelike, with some familiarity between his eyebrows and eyes. Liu Qiqiao wakes up and Lin Pingmo has grown well. More than half, he inherited his mother and concubine.
The Jiangnan woman's soft and delicate, her eyes are like water, her small nose and lips, but her eyes are full of winged light. She looked at Lin Pingmo, the person with this portrait: "This painting is also painted by Jin Shengtan?"
Lin Pingmo shook his head, moved down the candlestick in that corner, and let Liu Qiqiao look at the signature in the lower right corner of the painting.
"Junshan elegant painting in the Wuxu year..."
"What is this Junshan?" Liu Qiqiao was a little strange.
Lin Ping said disdainfully: "Today's emperor Ling Zhengyuan, only a few people know that he once had a word called Junshan!"
Liu Qiqiao covered his lips: "Oh my God..."
In my impression, the emperor was a sick man, he was a middle-aged man who was still young and decayed to death, but, never wanted to, he painted a good picture. If you talk about it, this picture is not inferior to the screen outside. .
"The emperor, I can paint such a picture"... Liu Qiqiao was really surprised.
Lin Pingmo said slightly annoyed: "How can my mother concubine like him just because he is the emperor!"
Liu Qiqiao looked at Lin Pingmo: "Are you still unwilling to forgive him?"
"He caused the separation of our mother and son, and my mother and concubine died unclearly. Over the years, he has not asked for an explanation for my mother and concubine. How can I get rid of the irritation to him!" Lin Pingmo said.
"After all, he is your father, and by looking at this painting, you know how obsessed the painter is with the person in the painting..." Liu Qiqiao said, "Otherwise, how could he paint like this... "
When she said this, she suddenly remembered that she was reported by Aunt Gao, her cousin Yan Zukang found out from Lin Pingmo, her own portrait, this...
At that time, Aunt Gao also said that when she looked at the painting, she knew how obsessed the painter was with the person in the painting...
The members of their Ling family are indeed quite talented and paranoid.
Lin Pingmo didn't know what Liu Qiqiao thought of. Seeing that she stopped talking, he said helplessly: "I want to forgive him too, but when I think of the bleak evening scene of my mother and concubine, I am obviously in the capital. See, I..." He couldn't wait to crush everything here.
Once some hatred is planted, it is too difficult to get rid of it.
"Qiqiao, here are some things I want to show you!" Lin Pingmo said. He bent over and pulled out a wooden box behind the bed account. The lid on the top was removable and he was light. Pulled away lightly. The red nanmu is exquisite in workmanship, but the contents inside are varied, everything.
A bead flower, a bead, half a clam skin, and a broken wooden tooth comb...
"What are these?" Liu Qiqiao asked in surprise.
Lin Pingmo stroked the contents one by one. He said, "These are the things of the mother and concubine. When I was young, I thought it was good-looking, so I kept it. After I kept it for a long time, I never wanted to throw it away. Up."
That's the way. Looking at these old things, Liu Qiqiao said softly, "It's okay, there are so many mothers' things!" She thought of her mother, who was so poor in a house that was so poor that her mother did nothing. They didn't stay, the only few pieces of clothes were later cut by the stepmother and made two small quilts.
"Qiqiao, this is everything I have, everything I have for you, everything about me, you know..." Lin Pingmo smiled and said, but there were tears in his eyes: "What I remember, the things from my childhood, the original There are many more than there are now, but I can’t find it anymore. I can only find these. When I missed her, I thought about coming back here, but when I really came back here, I can’t find it anymore. It's her!"