Ji Yanqiu felt that he was the most talented, most elegant, and the most able to draw among all his brothers, but most of them did not understand him or understand him.
The beauty of painting comes from life, and is higher than life, and artistic conception is always more important than form. In the torrent of time, everything will change, only the charm in the picture will never be erased.
As the youngest of the five princes, he actually didn't like the prince, but he told him when he beat the little concubine, that he must not offend the prince. So he would greet the prince every few days, and when he could feel it, the prince actually didn't care that he would greet him.
But as a human being, the most important thing is to talk about etiquette. It doesn't matter whether the prince likes it or not, the important thing is that he does it according to the rules.
He dedicates his heart and soul to painting, and does not want to associate with these abnormal brothers, but the concubine said that it is not good to associate with the brothers. After one of them ascends the throne, he may even touch the paintbrush. not on.
In fact, he felt from the bottom of his heart that he was the only normal person among the five brothers, and the other four had some problems. The old brain is simple, the second child is stupid, the third child has a weird temper, and the fourth child has a gloomy personality. Even the second sister, who was imprisoned in the imperial sky prison, is paranoid and confused.
At the youngest age, he could only endure sobriety and stress that he should not have endured.
He thought that the prince would always be so strange, but Fushou County Lord appeared.
I don't know how Fushou County Master and the Crown Prince got together. Anyway, when he reacted, the atmosphere between the Prince and Fushou County Master had become subtle and ambiguous.
In his heart, he hoped that Fushou County Master could be the crown princess. It is hard to find a bosom friend, and it is a great thing for him to have a princess who appreciates his paintings and is gentle.
But he also knew very well in his heart that the Hua family had nearly half of the military power of Dajin, but if the father and emperor had the slightest fear of the prince, they would not let the daughter of the Hua family marry into the East Palace.
In fact, that's fine, Hua Liuli is weak, whether her father wants her to marry in the East Palace or not, her weakness is a shield for her to advance and retreat.
Not long after, the father asked the uncle and aunt to personally go to Hua's house to propose marriage for the prince. At that moment, he completely understood that no matter how the prince made trouble, the choice of the prince in the father's heart had never changed.
Everyone in the world thought that he suddenly got close to the prince because he could see through his father's mind. In fact, he is close to the prince because the prince is the first among all the brothers to praise his painting skills in front of the officials.
A scholar dies for his confidant, and as a prince, he can stand in line for his confidant. Although his father had only so few sons in total, the other princes were not the prince's opponents.
On the second day after the prince and Fushou County Master got married, he kept his promise and sent his own paintings. This is the first time that he has gone against his hobby and will of painting on a daily basis, and has painted a picture of Wanli Red Makeup Cerritus with the popular painting skills nowadays.
"His Royal Highness is very good at painting." In the eyes of the Crown Princess, he was amazed.
The fifth prince was a little proud in his heart. Using the popular realistic painting method, he could make the princess so amazing. It is no wonder that the paintings with high artistic conception in the past can make the princess boast like that.
"The third sister-in-law likes it." The fifth prince smiled very modestly.
A few days later, when he saw this painting hanging on the wall of the East Palace, he was both proud and a little regretful, so he couldn't help but ask the prince: "Third brother, prince, this painting is too crafty and not as good as the other paintings sent by my brother, why are you? Only hang this one?"
The prince slowly drank the tea, looked up at him with a kind and tolerant look: "This painting records the wedding of Gu and the Crown Princess, which is of great significance. Not to mention the other paintings of the fifth brother, The artistic conception is far-reaching, and the painting skills are extraordinary.
The fifth prince was greatly moved, and he knew that the crown prince and the crown prince cherished his paintings very much.
Every year after that, he would present cheesy realistic paintings to the prince and princess, as well as stream-of-consciousness paintings with profound artistic conception.
Those paintings with high artistic conception, the prince has never been willing to hang up, but there are a lot of realistic paintings. Gradually, his attainments in painting skills became higher and higher, and his reputation became bigger and bigger, becoming the most famous painter in Dajin.
In his long life, he painted many pictures. I have painted mountains, painted water, painted people, and painted animals, but every year I have to paint the third brother and the third sister-in-law.
In order to record the living conditions of the two, he can only use the painting method full of craftsmanship to leave a picture of their love.
The third sister-in-law was always weak, and there were even some bad rumors in the capital. But the delicate third sister-in-law disappointed them. Not only did she not die young, but she stayed by the third brother's side.
She accompanies the third brother to the throne, eats and sleeps with the third brother, and spends the rest of his life with the third brother in the silent palace.
The third brother has never had a concubine.
Not long after the third brother ascended the throne, a courtier came forward, saying that the third brother's harem was empty, and he did not have the demeanor of a great emperor.
"The demeanor of a great country is not in the number of people in my harem, but in the fact that the ministers care about the people, and the people live and work in peace and contentment." The emperor stood on the high platform, his face was as determined as when he was young: "When I was in danger, The queen saved her with her life, and now she lives with me in the inner courtyard of the palace. It is my tenth blessing to have this affection, and why do you want me to spare no expense by letting me accept others as concubine?"
All the ministers dare not persuade, whoever persuades, just wants His Majesty to bring blessings, who can bear such a responsibility
Some courtiers still didn't give up and wanted to go to the palace to ask to see the Emperor Taishang, hoping that the old man could persuade His Majesty, but the Emperor Taishang refused on the spot and said, "The father is in charge of the sky and the earth, but he can't be in the room of the younger generation?"
The Emperor Taishang was very busy. He was busy playing chess, fishing, painting, and appreciating music, and sometimes he had to mediate minor conflicts between several concubines.
Besides, what a nice little girl from the Hua family, the emperor treats her with infatuation, why does he let other women enter the palace, squatting in the cold palace to see how good the relationship between the emperor and his daughter-in-law is
The palace already belongs to the new emperor and queen. The emperor and the concubines moved to the beautiful palace. A certain courtyard of the palace seems to be forgotten, no matter whether the flowers are blooming or the leaves are falling, it is always silent.
The courtyard door was pushed open from the outside, and Concubine Lin, who was sitting in the courtyard, looked at the person coming, with a strange smile on her face: "When you first entered the palace, I thought you were different from other women. I didn't expect..." She paused, "You actually hooked the prince's heart and asked him to leave the harem vacant for you and no longer accept concubines."
Hua Liuli smiled and walked up to Concubine Lin and sat down: "Thank you Concubine for your praise."
"The Empress thinks too much, I didn't praise you." She lowered her head indifferently and stopped talking.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Hua Liuli didn't speak anymore. She sat silently on the side, took out the book from her arms and read it slowly.
After some time, she heard Concubine Lin ask, "Is your majesty okay?"
Hua Liuli understood that the majesty in the words of Concubine Lin was referring to the royal father: "Royal father is all very well. A few days ago, I went to the palace with a few concubines to play, and I will return in about half a year."
Concubine Lin looked in the direction of Chenyang Palace with a lonely expression: "He took everyone away, but he forgot about me."
"Taifei Niangniang, do you still remember that you privately borrowed the power of Lord Lin to buy and sell household registration in Yongzhou?" Hua Liuli saw that Concubine Lin was saddened and looked like the emperor had lost her, and said directly: " You probably don't know that some of the household registrations you sold were spies sent by He Yuanting from the tortoiseshell country."
"Impossible!" Concubine Lin was shocked: "I just took advantage of my brother's inattention and asked the people around him to help with the customs clearance documents and household registration of some merchants!"
She wanted her son to be enthroned, but she never thought about selling Dajin to other countries.
Hua Liuli looked at Concubine Lin's shocked appearance, and laughed softly: "Probably Your Majesty also believes in you, so this matter does not involve you and Lord Lin."
Back then, Jin Jiawei brought back the scholar in green shirt from Yongzhou, but he didn't mention the household registration, Hua Liuli guessed that there must be other people involved.
When Concubine Lin heard this, she first laughed and then cried.
She was born in a poor family, and although she was not favored in the harem after entering the palace, she was also loved by His Majesty. If it wasn't for her ambitions becoming uncontrollable, how could she have gotten to where she is today
She has a husband, but he doesn't want to see her again.
She has a son, but the relationship between mother and son is more indifferent than that of strangers.
"Why are you here today?" Concubine Lin came back to her senses and said to Hua Liuli with a sneer, "Do you see me joking?"
"You are the concubine of the emperor. I'm here today to see if you are doing well." Hua Liuli didn't care about Concubine Lin's attitude towards her: "What's more, what jokes do you have to watch?"
"Yes, there are countless people around the Empress who please, so naturally there is no need to take me as a joke." Concubine Lin lowered her eyes and chuckled, and suddenly said: "Empress, you send out the palace servants, I have a secret to tell you."
Hua Liuli stared at Concubine Lin silently for a few times, raised her hand and made all the people who were serving around her retreat.
"The secret I want to say is..." Concubine Lin suddenly took out a dagger from her bosom and stabbed it into her heart.
She didn't want to live anymore, and she was happy to add trouble to the new emperor and queen before she died.
However, she used all her strength to stab, and before the tip of the knife touched her skin, she was stopped by someone. Her wrist was firmly grasped by a weak, boneless hand.
She couldn't believe it, how could the frail and sickly Hua Liuli get so much strength
"You..." Concubine Lin was horrified, what is frail and sick, this is all faked by Hua Liuli, she is lying! She lied to everyone in the capital!
Hua Liuli easily snatched the dagger, pinched it on the hilt, and the blade and hilt of the dagger split into two.
"Concubine Lin, don't shout, because even if you do, no one will come in." Hua Liuli kicked the blade aside, got up and wiped her palm with a handkerchief: "Royal father and several concubines are having fun in the palace, I I don't want you to disturb their interest."
"Even if you are the queen, can you stop me from living, can you stop me from dying?" Concubine Lin sneered: "If I am alive, you are not afraid of revealing secrets?"
"Concubine Lin is a liar, who will believe what you say?" Hua Liuli raised her eyebrows with a smile: "Will Your Majesty believe you, or will the officials in the DPRK believe you?"
Concubine Lin was pale and silent.
The people in the capital will definitely not believe her words anymore.
"I know that the concubine is not afraid of death, but as the saying goes, a person lives a face, a tree lives a skin. The concubine is now killing herself, so she is not afraid that she will not be able to enter the imperial mausoleum after her death, and the evil deeds that she has committed are known to the world. , stinking for thousands of years?"
"Are you threatening me?"
"The concubine is joking, I'm trying to discourage you."
"What does my life and death have to do with you, why do you do this?" Concubine Lin didn't understand.
"Because your death will affect the father's mood. If the father is in a bad mood, my family Yuansu will be worried and sad." Hua Liuli looked up at the blue sky: "I don't care about you, but I care about him."
Concubine Lin only thought this was ridiculous, but seeing Hua Liuli's serious expression, she twitched the corners of her mouth and couldn't smile.
It turned out that her life and death were no longer important to others.
"You call the emperor's name directly and think carefully about him. Have you ever thought that one day he will change his mind?" Concubine Lin looked at Hua Liuli maliciously, hoping to see the sadness in her eyes.
But she was disappointed, there was nothing in Hua Liuli's eyes.
"No." Hua Liuli smiled: "I won't think about anything that hasn't happened."
After she finished speaking, she turned and walked outside the courtyard gate.
Concubine Lin looked at Hua Liuli's leaving back, and whispered, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it."
But she lived alone in the palace year after year, until the day she died, only Hua Liuli was by Ji Yuansu's side.
At the moment before her death, she saw the son she once despised.
He stood beside her bed and said seriously: "Mother concubine, we won't be mother and son again in the next life."
She reached out and tried to take his hand for the first time. But she had no strength, and lowered her hands softly, swallowing her last breath in her life.
Ji Qichen looked at the lowered hand, was silent for a long time, and slowly extended his hand. When his fingertips were about to touch the back of her hand, he pulled it back.
They are destined to have no mother and son fate in this life, so that's fine.
In the next life, don't meet again.
He walked out of the courtyard door and came to Chenyang Palace. The third brother and the third sister-in-law stood side by side, as if they were interested in the persimmons that were about to ripen, and pointed at the persimmons on the tree.
Princess Jiamin and Hua Changkong stood behind them, talking and laughing in a low voice, the atmosphere was very harmonious.
"Fourth brother?" The third sister-in-law saw him and waved to him with a smile: "Come, come and see, the fruit on this persimmon tree is about to ripen, which one do you like? I'll let the palace staff watch it for you, wait for a long time. When it's done, I'll take it off and send it to you."
The third brother also looked over when he heard the words. Although he didn't speak, his eyes were warm.
He walked up to them and saw his own shadow in their eyes.
Just like many years ago, he walked alone in the palace road, was taken to the viewing platform by the third brother and the third sister-in-law, sat together to share snacks, and then went to the East Palace kitchen to cook together.
He is always needed and cared for.
Until many, many years later, he was already old, and the youngest grandson had already begun to draw and read poems. The third brother and the third sister-in-law still like to stand or sit side by side, and then share various gadgets with him.
If there is an afterlife...
If there is an afterlife, I hope that the third brother and the third sister-in-law will still be in love, and he will continue to be cheeky as the oil bottle behind them.
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The author has something to say:
Liuli and Prince Gou are in their world, pretending and loving.
The Dajin country is rich and strong, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the Hua family still guards the land.
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[Finally, an irresponsible side story is attached, which has nothing to do with the main text.]
Thousands of years later, a history exam is over.
Classmate A: "There was a multiple-choice question just now. The question was about Ji Yanqiu, a famous painter in Jin State. Which school of flower family does he belong to? I chose the realistic school, how about you?"
Classmate B: "What, he's not from the abstract consciousness school?!"
Classmate Ding: "You don't understand this. This flower family is a representative of the realism and consciousness schools. This is a multiple-choice question."
A, B: "???"
Classmate Ding: "In the museum, there are many portraits of Emperor Jinqing and Empress Hua. It is said that they were painted by Ji Yanqiu. In these paintings, the emperor and the queen are so lifelike that they can even distinguish the strands of hair, which shows the exquisiteness of their painting skills. "
Classmate B: "But in the museum, there are still a bunch of masterpieces with his private seal on them, but people can't understand them at all..."
Classmate Ding: "That's why later generations say that he is a great representative of the school of consciousness and realism."
This skill is indeed a bit contradictory, but the style of this painting is so different that it is impossible for future generations to classify him.
Classmate A: "Speaking of which, the historical records about Queen Hua are quite contradictory. According to historical records, she is beautiful, frail and sickly, but her spirit is determined. Hua Changkong's essays have mentioned this sister many times, saying that even the sun, moon and stars in the sky can't compare to her. But there are also unofficial records that although Queen Hua is beautiful, she is not weak and sickly, but is infinitely powerful. And good at strategy, she perfectly inherited all the advantages of her mother, Wei Mingyue, the first female general of the Great Jin Dynasty, and she is better than the blue. Regarding this, an official named Pei Jihuai's memoir also seems to have mentioned."
Classmates B and D: "How can Ye Shi take it seriously? Don't you forget that there are many poems related to the Queen of Flowers in Emperor Qing's calligraphy, and those beautiful adjectives are not all saying that she is frail and beautiful? "
A little ashamed to take Ye Shi as a real classmate: "Yes, yes."
"But one thing is certain." Ding, a classmate, said with emotion: "The relationship between Emperor Qing of Jin and Queen Hua, whether it is an unofficial or an official history, is that their relationship is stronger than that of Jin, and they are unparalleled in the world."
Classmate Yi whispered: "Didn't some experts say that under the floor tiles of the Jin Palace, a prayer book suspected to be Emperor Qing of Jin was found. "
Classmate Ding was silent for a moment: "Emperor Jin Qing is a good emperor. Under his leadership, the Jin Kingdom prospered and prospered, and dynasties came from all directions. Maybe God will realize his wish because he is a good emperor."
Classmates A and B fell silent. After a long time, classmate A nodded heavily: "It will definitely come true."