Chapter 919

Among the prosperous and beautiful imperial palaces of the Qing Dynasty, many beautiful women came to the palace. Some were lucky to be selected as talented people to serve the emperor. More fortunately, he was able to get the favor of the emperor continuously and even become a concubine in the end.

However, most of the beautiful women, who entered the palace at the age of 15 or 16, may not have seen the emperor all their life, let alone be favored and enjoy their glory and wealth all their life.

Even those beautiful women who are lucky enough to be concubines cannot resist the merciless abandonment of time. Their beauty is old and haggard. The king who once appreciated your beauty will only mercilessly forget you in the cold palace and will never look at you again.

It was such a scene. When he decided to write such a gong boudoir Fu, Lin Feng had a desolate life in his mind.

When he finished writing, Lin Feng couldn't help but give a long sigh. He didn't think about it carefully at all. Instead, he wrote the mourning and gentle sadness in his heart.

"Gong boudoir Fu"

The curtain rolls the vermilion yarn, and the vermilion curtain is long and hazy. The rain is gradually on the wind platform, and the wind and rain are sad and sparse, washing the sky. Yan Song drunk dance, dance song dream Changle palace. "

In the first paragraph, Lin Feng wrote almost without a pause. He wrote everything he saw from the cold palace. The curtain is rolled with vermilion yarn, the rain is gradually blowing, and the days in the cold palace have been unknown for how long.

Perhaps, only in a dream can we return to the bustling Changle palace, twist our waist again, and offer our graceful dance for the first person in the world.

"Open your lips gently and whisper skillfully. Jiao drops into your eyes and turns your heart red. Light powder face, fine moon eyebrow, beautiful snow color, dazzling moon appearance. Golden Lotus three inch light cutting step, slender jade hand caresses the waist and chest. Flying silk ribbons dance in profusion, and a quiet song intoxicates the king! "

Looking back at the beginning, Miaoman's posture and countenance can make countless kings linger and forget to return. What kind of scenery is it?

But now? Looking at this cold palace, who once remembered the scene of flying silk ribbons to intoxicate the king?

"After several years of talent and beauty, I came back to guard the empty boudoir. Looking at the willow catkins in front of the window, I shared the fragrance with you. Once the beauty is old, the dance sleeve is difficult to swing. Three thousand beauties serve you, and so far there are several imperial concubines beside you! "

How many new people change old people, but when they see the new people laughing, they don't hear the old people cry.

"I served the king for three or five years, but I fell to the side of the palace for the first autumn. If the city gate is gone now, the lonely heart is empty and sorrowful. Sad life experience from singing, dancing green also makes prisoners. The distressed young man didn't know what to do. He knew who would accompany you. Day after day, year after year, the beautiful youth is gone.

For thousands of years, scholars have criticized the country, and all their beauties have harmed the country. The messy temple is brilliant. To whom does the Qing boudoir complain? "

At one breath, when the last word "say" was written, Lin Feng seemed to see that the young and haggard girl who lived in the depths of her memory gave a long sigh of satisfaction, and was glad that someone could span thousands of years and speak out all her plaintive words that had nowhere to be put.

"Gong boudoir Fu" has finally been written. But why is there such melancholy in my heart? It seems that my previous life was a beautiful girl forgotten in the cold palace... "

After putting down his pen heavily, Lin Feng reviewed this "Gong boudoir Fu" again. It was really as if there was a beautiful girl in the deep palace, facing herself, slowly telling her life experience and grievances.

"This" Gong boudoir Fu "is enough for me to get full marks for my composition. Moreover, it is very appropriate to the theme of the composition. There is no problem with the Chinese volume of the college entrance examination. "

After writing all these, Lin Feng looked, and there was still more than half an hour left. Because the college entrance examination is not allowed to hand in the papers in advance, Lin Feng carefully checked some of the questions in front several times.

Until the time of the final examination came, the invigilator collected the papers uniformly, and Lin Feng followed the examinee army and withdrew from the examination room in an orderly manner.

"Hello! Have you heard? It turned out that the loud noise I heard before the Chinese test today was an explosion in the toilet of the second teaching building! "

"Explosion? It can't be true? What the hell is going on? Did someone put a bomb in the toilet? "

"It's not the explosion of the bomb. I just read the news and there was a riot on the Internet. We Zhian city... No! Zhi'an No. 2 middle school should be completely on fire, Lu Hao, you know? It was he and that Hong Tianyi who went so far as to make a - base in the toilet, and then I don't know what happened. They detonated the methane in the underground pipe of the toilet. "

"Ah? no Lu Hao and Hong Tianyi, no wonder they are... Curved when they see them mixing together all day! Tut Tut, you can't judge a person by his appearance... Ha ha... "

"That's more than that! You see, this is a high-definition picture of the scene. Without conscience, Xiaobian doesn't play mosaic. How about it? Did you blind your dog? Now people on the Internet call Lu Hao and Hong Tianyi brother Shiyu... "

"It's embarrassing for both of us, Emma! When I was in college, it was estimated that my roommates would say something about it! "

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After coming out of the examination room, Lin Feng heard many candidates talking about the explosion in the toilet in the morning.

However, Lin Feng didn't bring his mobile phone to the examination room today, so it's a pity that he can't see those wonderful comments on the Internet.

In addition to the toilet explosion in the morning, we talked more about the super difficult Chinese test paper this morning, especially the strange composition topic.

"Ah! Zhong, how did you do in the exam? My composition is a mess. I don't know what to write at all. I write indiscriminately. "

"Yes! Me too. What a mess. I also fooled around, otherwise I wouldn't have time to write a composition! "

"It's over! It is estimated that this time, my composition can only get three or four ten. Originally, I prepared a lot of materials. I think I can rely on one or two! As a result, such a strange composition topic came... "

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Hearing the complaints of these candidates, Lin Feng just smiled and walked out of the campus gate of No. 2 middle school.

At this time, not only her mother was waiting anxiously in the crowd at the door, but also Luo Qingqing and Li Yutong looked inside eagerly.

As soon as he saw Lin Feng coming out, Luo Qingqing waved happily and shouted, "Xiao Feng, this way! Here... How was your test? "

Li Yutong, also under the veil, showed a drunken smile and waved to Lin Feng.