A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

The carriage is luxurious and comfortable, and even the cushions are embroidered with intricate dark patterns of flowers and branches. Jiuzhu reached out and touched it, and the tentacles were soft, like clouds of smoke.

She lifted a corner of the curtain, and the prosperity of the capital was in her eyes.

There was the sound of horse hooves in the distance. The closer to the carriage, the slower the sound of horse hooves. It should be the rider who slowed the horse down.

"Who's carriage ahead?"

"Back to the prince, it seems to be from Mingyue Palace."

Jiuzhu's hearing has been good since she was a child, and she poked her head out to look at the speaker.

The man in Jinyi riding on horseback raised his eyes to meet her gaze.

Jiuzhu nodded at him slightly, and when he put down the curtain and sat back, he did not forget to touch the phoenix hairpin by the temple.

The golden hairpin is still there, she is relieved, it is always valuable.

The carriage went straight into the palace gate, and the guards learned that the person in the carriage was the future princess Chen, so they let it go without even checking the carriage.

After another journey, Jiuzhu got off the carriage, and the people of Mingyue Palace prepared a walk for her.

As the daughter of courtiers, almost no one dared to take a walk in the palace, but Jiuzhu had just returned to the capital, and her family took her as a lost treasure to protect her, and never took her to a venerable person to be wronged. Naturally, she too I don't understand these.

Seeing that the lady in the palace had prepared a sit-down for her, she sat up obediently and praised the beautiful carvings on the handrail of the sit-down.

The female officer smiled kindly: "The empress also likes this pattern. She said that this kind of flower is lively and rich and makes people happy when they look at it."

Jiuzhu thought, she deserves to be your Majesty's favorite noble concubine, and she has such outstanding aesthetics.

Her aesthetics are as good as that of an empress, which shows that she is also a person of high taste.

She had a hint of anxiety in her heart, she straightened her back, and she was full of infinite confidence.

At the Ming Family Mansion, Vernal Equinox worried about the young lady who had already entered the palace.

"Madam, the lady doesn't understand the rules of the palace, what should I do if I offend the imperial concubine?"

"Don't panic." The Shen clan looked through the accounts of the Fukuli: "Jiuzhu is the only daughter of my husband and I. If there is something wrong with it, the palace will open its eyes and close its eyes. If the concubine has a heart Hi, don't like it."

That's pretty good, the two sides are bored, maybe there is still room for the engagement.

In the Mingyue Palace, the incense burner was faintly smoked, and Concubine Su leaned lazily on the soft carved chair, looking at the door unhappily, not knowing what she was thinking.

When footsteps sounded outside the door, she sat up straight and stroked the jade bracelet on her wrist.

"Niang Niang, Miss Ming is here."

Concubine Su raised her eyelids and looked at the girl entering the door. With just one glance, it's hard to move the line of sight.

There is a kind of beauty that is most rare for women in the world. This kind of beauty can make a man feel love and affection, but also make a woman feel dear.

Unexpectedly, an old-fashioned civil servant like Ming Jingzhou could have such a rare daughter.

"The courtier, meet the imperial concubine empress." After seeing Concubine Su's face, Jiuzhu smiled like a crescent in her eyes.

This empress, she had seen it before.

"You don't need to be polite, sit down and talk." Concubine Su motioned to the female officer to help Jiuzhu up, and when Jiuzhu was seated, she asked: "I heard that you were in poor health when you were young and you have been fostered in Taoist temples. Is it still accustomed to returning to Beijing? "

This is only what the Ming family said to the outside world, but the inner truth is known to the emperor today. The three brothers of the Ming family were sent to the land of bitter cold for the sake of the current His Majesty, so this matter has been kept tightly covered, and no one knows about it except for the current emperor and the Ming family himself.

"It's all very good." Jiuzhu thought for a while: "Mother and father treat me like pearls, uncles and ladies often care about..."

Speaking of all the things after returning to the capital, Jiuzhu's eyes are full of happiness: "It's just..."

Her eyes dimmed: "I miss the two masters a little bit."

Seeing such a pair of bright eyes dimmed, Concubine Su couldn't help but start thinking about how to find the two masters for the little girl, and see how wronged the child was.

"If you miss, my palace will help you get them into Beijing."

"Thank you empress, but they prefer to live in Lingzhou."

In fact, the original words of the two masters were that many people in the capital are troubled and angry, and they are not suitable for health preservation.

Naturally, Jiuzhu would not say that the two masters disliked the Fengshui of Beijing and did not support others. A smart girl like her must know what to say and what not to say: "Masters are all cultivators, and the courtiers don't want to force them."

"Lingzhou..." Su Gui concubine remembered that she had accompanied Shengjia to this place a few years ago, where the scenery was picturesque, and the river in the morning was always filled with clouds and mist: "It is indeed a good place."

"Niang Niang." Jiuzhu looked at Concubine Su Gui curiously: "I heard that you have a precious painting here. I wonder if the courtiers are honored to have a look?"

Having grown up so big, I don’t know what precious paintings look like yet. Jiuzhu has a little expectation in her heart.

Concubine Su's hand pauses slightly, and the painting is only in the name of inviting people into the palace. Who would take it seriously?

Man court fate, who doesn't know that she has no interest in poetry, calligraphy and painting?

She looked at Jiuzhu's expectant eyes, and slowly turned her head to look at the court lady next to her: "You go to the private library of the palace and take out the famous painting."

After the two joss sticks, the lady of the court took the picture scroll and opened it carefully in front of Jiuzhu.

Jiuzhu stared at the painting carefully, trying to admire the magic of the famous painting.

What is on this painting?

It’s true that plum blossoms are in full bloom in the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter. Why are there still butterflies flying?

How can cats sleep on the snow in such a cold day? Are they not afraid of the cold?

But this is a famous painting, and there is definitely nothing wrong with a famous painting. What is wrong must be that I don't appreciate it properly.

Jiuzhu looked at the painting, and then secretly glanced at the imperial concubine who was admiring the painting with her, thinking about how to speak so that she would not lose face in front of such a beautiful woman.

"This cat is very cute and agile." Jiuzhu bit his scalp and said.

"No." Concubine Su Gui looked closer, "eyeballs are also drawn round."

The female officer glanced at the painting carefully, and the round black spots were not the eyes, but the hairballs on the cat's face.

"No matter how well the plum blossoms are painted, they can attract butterflies in such a cold winter, which shows the boldness of the painter's brushstrokes."

"Well, you are right. The bamboo shoot under the plum tree is also well drawn. It looks very tender and must taste good."

"There is still this snow." Seeing that the imperial concubine empress also agrees with her, Jiuzhu suddenly realized that this is the legendary talent. Although she knows nothing about this painting, she can still talk about the essence of the Chinese painting. .

This shows what?

It shows that she is a rare genius in painting.

"What's wrong with this snow?" Concubine Su asked curiously.

"As the saying goes, Ruixue Zhaofeng year." Jiuzhu affirmed: "This painting is clearly saying that there will be a good omen in the coming year. Niangniang is really beautiful and kind as a fairy. Even the collection of paintings is looking forward to the good scenery in the coming year. ."

Concubine Su Gui chuckled: "What fairy, Miss Ming laughed."

All the Chinese officials in the court said in private that she was an enchanting concubine, and for the first time she was praised as a kind-hearted little fairy.

"Niangniang, the minister did not joking." Jiuzhu repeated seriously: "Niangniang is a good person like a fairy, and your child is a fairy."

"He is so big and worthy to be called Fairy Child?" Su Guifei laughed again, and she looked at Jiuzhu tenderly: "I heard that your boudoir is called Jiuzhu, can I call you Jiuzhu?"

"All follow the empress." Jiuzhu nodded: "All ministers and women are fine."

"The word bead is good." Concubine Su Gui took Jiuzhu's hand and sat down: "I am very blessed to want your parents to love you like a bead and treat you like a jade, so I will give you this name."

The Chinese ministers in Beijing have always loved elegance, naming the children in the family, and citing scriptures, not even cheesy.

Jiuzhu is both elegant and vulgar, which shows the expectation and joy of the parents for the arrival of this child.

"The empress is amazing." Jiuzhu looked at Concubine Su with admiration, and from just one name, one could tell the love of her father and mother for her.

The masters said that when they picked her up in the wilderness, the swaddling was made of baijiabu. The fabric was good or bad, but it was sewn very finely.

They often told her that she was born in anticipation of her parents, and it was only her fate that separated her from her parents.

At that time, there were violent storms and countless officials and generals were involved in conspiracies and tricks because of the struggle between the princes and princes. Some families are ruined, some wives are scattered, and even more people are gangstered, implicating the nine tribes.

The masters were softhearted, and seeing that there had been no notices to look for a baby girl in the city, they adopted her.

The cloth strips sewn in the swaddling clothes contained her birth date and name. Master told her: "It must be your parents who are in a hurry to entrust you to others, and they are afraid that they will not remember your name and birth date. Prepared this specially."

So she knew since she was a child that she was brought to the world by love, not a superfluous person.

In the imperial study room, Ming Jingzhou stood respectfully, even if your majesty looked at him today with an extraordinarily friendly look, he would not be in a good mood.

"Ming Qing." The emperor stretched his voice: "You are the middle humerus, and the raised child is a young talent. I believe your daughter is as good as you and your wife."

"Your Majesty, the little girl grew up in the mountains, and she doesn't know how to be a royal woman."

"Coincidentally, our Xiaowu is also a free and easy-going person." The emperor's smile became more and more obvious: "It can be seen that they are a perfect match."

Ming Jingzhou: "..."

Isn't this a curse, who is a perfect match with King Chen?

"Mingqing doesn't have to be humble, I, I have identified your girl as my daughter-in-law." Emperor Longfeng put down his imperial pen, walked to Ming Jingzhou, and patted his shoulder lightly: "You are so humble again. I should think that you look down on our Yun family bloodline."

"Weichen dare not." Ming Jingzhou slowly bends over, his face pale.

Emperor Longfeng laughed loudly: "I'm just joking, Aiqing doesn't need to be nervous. Between you and my in-laws, there is no need to be cautious in private."

Ming Jingzhou wanted to sympathize with the 18th generation of the ancestors of the royal family Yun, but he did not dare.

Knowing that to continue, it will only anger the emperor, and Ming Jingzhou can only choose to retire.

After ordering the **** to send Ming Jingzhou out of the palace in person, Emperor Longfeng turned his head and asked the close eunuch: "Is the Mingyue Palace sent someone here?"

"Back to your majesty, just now the imperial concubine and empress sent someone to borrow a painting from your majesty. Seeing that your majesty is discussing with Master Ming, he decided to take one for the empress.

Emperor Longfeng was not angry, but sighed. It seems that Ai Fei is very satisfied with this marriage. In order to get along with her future daughter-in-law, she took the initiative to taste the calligraphy and painting.

"Which painting did you take?"

"Previously everyone’s work "Four Seasons of Desolate Play"."

"Yeah." Emperor Longfeng nodded in satisfaction. This painting was originally intended to satirize some people who do not know the changing seasons when painting.

"well."