A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

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

She lifted a corner of the curtain, and the prosperity of the capital came into her eyes.

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

"Whose carriage is ahead?"

"Back to the lord, it seems that he is from the Mingyue Palace."

Jiu Zhu has been good at hearing since she was a child, she stuck her head out to look at the speaker.

The man in brocade on horseback raised his eyes and met her gaze.

Jiu Zhu nodded slightly towards him, and when she lowered the curtain and sat back, she did not forget to touch the phoenix hairpin beside her temples.

The golden hairpin was still there, she was relieved, it was worth a lot of money.

The carriage went straight into the palace gate, and the Imperial Guards knew that the person in the carriage was the future Princess Chen, so they let it go, without even checking the carriage carefully.

After walking for a while, Jiuzhu got off the carriage, and the people of Mingyue Palace prepared a chariot for her.

As the daughter of a courtier, almost no one dared to ride a chariot in the palace, but Jiuzhu had just returned to the capital, and her family cherished her as a lost and found treasure, and never took her to the presence of a Venerable to suffer grievances, so naturally she too. do not understand these.

Seeing that the concubine in the palace had prepared a chariot for her, she obediently sat on it and praised the beautiful carvings on the armrests of the chariot.

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

Jiuzhu thought to herself, she is indeed His Majesty's favorite imperial concubine, even her aesthetics are so outstanding.

Her aesthetics are as good as Niangniang's, which shows that she is also a person with high taste.

Originally, she was still a little nervous in her heart, but she straightened her waist and was full of infinite confidence.

In the Ming family's mansion, the Spring Equinox is worried about the young lady who has already entered the palace.

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

"Don't panic." Shen shi looked at the accounts in the treasury: "Jiuzhu is the only daughter of my husband and I. If there is something wrong with the work, the palace will turn a blind eye. Like it, don’t like it.”

That's not bad, the two sides are tired, maybe there is still room for a turnaround in the marriage.

In the Mingyue Palace, the incense burner was faintly smoking, and Concubine Su Gui leaned lazily on the carved soft chair, looking at the door neither happy nor angry, wondering what she was thinking.

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

"Niangniang, Miss Ming is here."

Su Guifei raised her eyelids and looked at the girl who entered the door. With just one glance, it is hard to move your eyes.

There is a kind of beauty that is the most rare among women in the world. This kind of beauty can not only make men feel pity and love, but also make women feel amiable.

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

"My courtier, meet the noble concubine." After Jiuzhu saw Concubine Su's face, her eyes smiled like crescent moons.

This lady, she has seen it before.

"Don't be too polite, sit down and talk." Su Guifei motioned to the female official to help Jiuzhu up, and when Jiuzhu was seated, she asked, "I heard that you were not in good health when you were young, and you have been fostered in a Taoist temple. Now, are you still used to returning to the capital? "

This is just what the Ming family said to the outside world, but the truth inside, the current emperor knows. At the beginning, the three brothers of the Ming family were assigned to a place of bitter cold for the sake of His Majesty today, so this matter has been kept under wraps, and no one knows about it except the current emperor and the Ming family.

"It's all good." Jiuzhu thought for a while: "Mother and father treat me like pearls, and my uncles and aunties are always concerned..."

Talking about what happened after returning to the capital, Jiuzhu's eyes were full of happiness: "It's just..."

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

Seeing that those bright eyes dimmed, Su Guifei couldn't help but start to think about how to get those two masters back to the little girl to see what kind of grievance the child was.

"If you miss them, Ben Gong will help you bring them into Beijing."

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

In fact, the original words of the two masters were that the capital was crowded with horses and turbulent, and it was not suitable for health care.

Jiuzhu naturally wouldn't say that the two masters disliked the Feng Shui of the capital and did not support people. A girl as alert as her would definitely know what to say and what not to say: "Masters are all practitioners, and ministers and daughters don't want to force them."

"Lingzhou..." Su Guifei recalled that she had accompanied Shengjia to this place a few years ago. It was a picturesque place, and the river was always filled with clouds and mists in the morning: "It's really a good place."

"Niangniang." Jiuzhu looked at Su Guifei curiously: "I heard that you have a precious painting here, I wonder if the ministers and daughters have the honor to see it?"

Being so big, I still don't know what the precious paintings look like. Jiuzhu has a little expectation in her heart.

Concubine Su's hand paused while serving the tea. Appreciating the painting was just the name of inviting people into the palace. Who would take it seriously?

Who does not know that she has no interest in poetry, calligraphy and painting?

She looked at Jiu Zhu's expectant eyes, and slowly turned her head to look at the maid who was close to her: "Go to this palace's private library and take out the famous paintings."

After two sticks of incense, the palace maid took the scroll and carefully opened it in front of Jiuzhu.

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

What's in this picture?

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

In such a cold day, how does a cat sleep on the snow? Isn't the cat afraid of the cold?

but this is

Famous paintings, famous paintings certainly can't be wrong, the fault must be their own lack of appreciation.

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

"This cat is very cute and agile." Jiuzhu said bravely.

"No." Su Guifei took a closer look, "The eyeballs are also drawn round."

The female officer took a close look at the painting, and the round black spots were not eyes, but the hairballs on the cat's face.

"Plum blossoms are also well-painted. In such a cold winter, butterflies can be attracted, which shows the boldness of the artist's brushwork."

"Well, you're right. The bamboo shoot under the plum tree is also well-painted. It looks very fresh and must taste good."

"And this snow." Seeing that the imperial concubine also agreed with her statement, Jiuzhu suddenly realized that this was the talent in the legend. Although she knew nothing about this painting, she was still able to describe the essence of the painting. .

This shows what?

It shows that she is a rare genius in the painting process.

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

"As the saying goes, auspicious snow signifies a prosperous year." Jiuzhu affirmed: "This painting is clearly saying that there will be a good omen in the coming year. The real lady of the goddess is as beautiful as a fairy, and even the paintings in the collection are looking forward to the good scenery in the coming year. ."

Su Guifei chuckled softly: "What fairy, Miss Ming is joking."

The courtiers in the court all love to say in private that she is a demon concubine, or a little fairy who is praised as a kind-hearted fairy for the first time.

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

"He's so old, so he deserves to be called Fairy Child?" Concubine Su laughed again, and she looked at Jiuzhu tenderly: "I heard that your boudoir's name is Jiuzhu, how about I call you Jiuzhu?"

"It's all up to the mother." Jiuzhu nodded: "All ministers and daughters can."

"Zhu is a good word." Concubine Su took Jiuzhu's hand and sat down: "It's very lucky that your parents love you like beads and treat you like jade, so they named you this name."

Beijing Chinese officials have always loved elegance, naming children at home, and citing scriptures.

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

"Niangniang is amazing." Jiuzhu looked at Concubine Su with admiration. Just from her name, she could see the love her father and mother had for her.

The masters said that when they picked her up in the wilderness, the swaddle was made of hundreds of fabrics. The fabrics were good and bad, but the sewing was very fine.

They often told her that she was expected to be born by her parents, and it was only fate that separated her from her parents.

At that time, the dynasty was surging, and countless officials and generals were involved in conspiracy and tricks due to the struggle between princes. Some families were destroyed, others were scattered, and some were beheaded by the whole family, implicated in the nine clans.

The masters were soft-hearted, and seeing that there was no sign to look for the baby girl in the city, they adopted her.

On the strips of cloth sewn in the swaddling clothes, there were eight characters of her birth date and name, and the master said to her, "It must have been because your parents were in a hurry and entrusted you to others, and they were afraid that they would not remember your name and birth date. This was specially prepared."

So she knew from an early age that she was brought into this world by love, not a superfluous person.

In the imperial study, Ming Jingzhou stood respectfully, even if His Majesty looked at him with a very kind look today, it would not make him in a good mood.

"Ming Qing." The emperor raised his voice: "You are the humerus of the court, and the children you raised are young talents. I believe that your daughter is as good as you and Mrs. Zun."

"Your Majesty, the little girl grew up in the mountains. She doesn't know the etiquette and is unbearable to be a royal wife."

"It's a coincidence, our little five is also a free and unrestrained 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 the perfect match for King Chen?

"Mingqing doesn't need to be humble, I just accepted your girl as my daughter-in-law." Emperor Longfeng put down his imperial pen, walked over to Ming Jingzhou, and patted his shoulder lightly: "If you are so humble again, I would have thought that you looked down on our Yun family bloodline."

"Weichen dare not." Ming Jingzhou slowly bent down and bowed, his face pale.

Emperor Longfeng laughed loudly: "I'm just joking, Aiqing doesn't need to be nervous. Between you and my relatives, you don't need to be cautious in private."

Ming Jingzhou wanted to express his condolences to the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the Yun family of the royal family, but he dared not speak.

Knowing that if he goes on, he will only anger the emperor, and Ming Jingzhou can only choose to retire.

After ordering the eunuch to personally escort Ming Jingzhou out of the palace, Emperor Longfeng turned his head and asked the eunuch: "Did the Mingyue Palace send someone here?"

"Go back to your majesty, just now the noble concubine, the maiden, sent someone to borrow a painting from your majesty. I saw that your majesty was discussing matters with Lord Ming, so I took a picture for madam on my own initiative."

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

"Which painting did you take?"

"The Four Seasons of Desolate Opera, the work of everyone in the previous dynasty."

"Yeah." Emperor Longfeng nodded with satisfaction. This painting was originally intended to satirize some people who did not know the changing seasons. The objects in the painting were made by Zhang Guan and Li Dai. The meaning of the painting is easy to understand, weird and interesting, and it is very suitable for beginners to watch.

"very good."

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Others: Concubine Su Gui is a Gu

The demon concubine who confuses the Sacred Heart.

Jiuzhu: The noble concubine is gentle and kind, with good aesthetics and good taste. She is my bosom friend.

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