Chapter 82

After watching several swing dances, it's almost noon, and then it's a cold food feast. Although the food presented is to avoid fire, the imperial chefs still have the ability to make them perfect in color, smell and taste.

At the same time, Zhuang Luoyan could not help listening. On the contrary, it seems that other people in this room are used to it. They don't look at the person who plays the flute.

I'm probably used to seeing and listening. After all kinds of ostentation, this kind of small scene is really nothing. Zhuang Luoyan took a sip from the wine bottle. In such a place, status represents life.

"Does Zhao Xianrong like this song?" The empress suddenly opened her mouth and looked at Zhuang Luoyan with a smile. "These are all actors raised in the palace. You are the head of the palace. If you like, you can call someone to perform for you in the palace."

"Concubines listen to this song is very beautiful, can't help but divided God, let Niang laugh." Zhuang Luoyan put down the wine bottle and gave the queen a respectful smile.

"It's called baihuazui. The tune is really graceful and beautiful. You don't know when you entered the palace. It was the music of nature that Princess Rou sang it. Although the flute sound is wonderful, it's still much worse than the song that Princess Rou sang." The queen said this and looked at the emperor, "if you want to say, there is no one in the palace who has a more beautiful voice than Princess rou. What do you say, emperor?"

"Princess Rou's voice is really the sound of nature," Feng Jin didn't seem to notice that the Queen's words were useful. "If you don't say zhaoxianrong, I haven't heard Princess Rou sing for many days."

The soft imperial concubine gets up to force to smile a way: "thank emperor empress praise, concubine concubine is terrified."

A few days ago, she had been treated coldly by the emperor for borrowing the talent of Xi and Gong nu. Now, although the queen talked about her as a singer, she let the emperor take a look at her, so I don't know whether she was angry or happy.

Feng Jin looked at her delicate and timid appearance, and no longer spoke. He pointed to the two dishes in front of her. "I remember that lady Shu likes sweet. This dish is for lady Shu. This plate of gold, stone, emerald and silver, which zhaoxianrong loves to eat, will be served to her. "

The so-called Jinshi cuiyinhua is actually a green pepper preserved egg. Zhuang Luoyan got up to thank her and threw a piece of it into his mouth. He didn't want to be so polite.

But Princess Shu is much more gentle than Zhuang Luoyan. Now Su Xiuyi is reprimanded by the emperor for Zhuang Luoyan. She is Su Xiuyi's cousin. She once joined Zhuang Luoyan's elder brother in her family. No matter how they are, they have already given up.

Both of them are the most proud people in the palace, and no one dares to offend them, so they look coldly at their fighting.

"The taste is really sweet. Thank you for your reward." After she took a mouthful of it, Shu gave a soft smile again and got up to thank the emperor.

"If the concubine loves it, use a few more mouthfuls." Feng Jin smile, eyes a turn, looking at Zhuang Luoyan has been buried with three or four, then said: "Zhao Xian Rong, although this gold jade silver is delicious, your wound is not healed, or not greedy appetite."

Rather reluctant to give up a look at the green pepper preserved egg, Zhuang Luoyan looked up at the emperor, stood up and saluted, his voice was smaller than that of Xie en, "yes, emperor, I'm out of my position."

Feng Jin also wanted to say two words. Seeing her pale face because she lost too much blood, she could only shake her head helplessly. "You are weak. You don't need so much courtesy. Sit down quickly."

"Emperor Xie," Zhuang Luoyan sat down, ignoring the envious or envious eyes of a group of concubines around him. His index finger slipped gently over the foot of the wine bottle, and suddenly raised his head to meet the sight of Lady Shu.

With a light smile, Zhuang Luoyan raised her glass and took a sip of it. Their eyes collided and they moved away from each other again.

"Emperor, today's spring is just right. After dinner, if we don't draw a picture of spring together, it will be a bit of elegance." Lady Shu looks at the emperor and smiles.

Feng Jin nodded, "today is really a rare fine day. I've been reading poems and painting with my concubines. It's a half day's leisure."

Everyone knows that lady Shu wants to embarrass Zhao Xianrong. After all, in this harem, who doesn't know that Zhao Xianrong's painting is bad, even the emperor said it's ugly.

At this moment, people look at zhaoxianrong, but they see that the master has a calm face and is eating without any irritation. Many people feel that zhaoxianrong is a calm man.

After the meal, the palace attendants had prepared tables, chairs, benches, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, as well as various kinds of brushes, pigments and stones. They were just waiting for the masters to draw and write poems.

Some people say that painting is like a person, so people who are good at painting should have more holiness and dust in their mind. Most of the concubines in the harem have some family background. Naturally, they have learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Even if they are not proficient, they will know something to add some elegance.

Those who are born lowly will not have a high position, so whether they paint or not is not so important. Among all the imperial concubines, the only ones with poor painting skills are Yan Guibin and Zhao Xianrong.

Yan guipin was not born well, and Zhao Xianrong was not good at it, so many people were waiting to see their jokes.

Zhuang Luoyan did not care about other people's ideas. He put up a pen and sketched it on silk. He was not good at it as others used to think.Shu imperial concubine line of sight swept Zhuang Luo Yan, smile not smile of low head, thin outline a magnolia.

Feng Jin is the emperor. For him, music, chess, calligraphy and painting are just entertainment, so he doesn't indulge in it. He just outlines a rock with a half open orchid beside it.

Soon after the emperor finished painting, the other concubines naturally stopped writing and looked at each other.

The Queen's painting is regular, and a peony painting is dignified, which shows the style of everyone's birth. Feng Jin praised twice, and went to see the paintings made by other concubines.

As a favorite concubine in the harem, she can not only dance well, but also play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting well.

Zhuang Luoyan put down his pen and looked around the concubines who were saying nice words to lady Shu, showing a smile.

When Jiang guipin glanced over the painting in front of Zhuang Luoyan, she was surprised and said with a smile: "the painting of Niang Niang is amazing."

"Just don't be shameful," Zhuang Luoyan hooked his lips. Sometimes women in the harem can't treat themselves as a water basin. If they have anything, they pour it out directly. The so-called surprise, is not expected in the other side of the case, in order to have the effect?

When the emperor came to Zhuang Luoyan's case, he was surprised that he had no expectation of his painting skills. There is only a red Begonia, a remnant stone and a butterfly on the silk. There is also a poem by Ouyang Xiu in the blank beside it. Although the painting skill is far inferior to that of Ning Fei, it has unspeakable meaning.

"This year's flowers are better than last year's. It's a pity that next year's flowers will be better. Who do you want to be with? " Feng Jin read this sentence slowly, took a deep look at Zhuang Luoyan, and then said with a smile: "although the painting of Aifei is not selected, its meaning is rare. Next year and today, I wonder if my painting skills will be better. "

"I know I'm not as good at painting as others, but I'm just a teacher." Zhuang Luoyan smiles.

The imperial concubine Shu on one side has some bad taste. The emperor specially mentions that next year is nothing. It's hard not to be successful, because Zhuang Luoyan wrote a so-called word, and he has to make such a promise.

This can be regarded as Zhuang Luoyan's provocation to his original "flower without a hundred days red"?

The empress seemed to be very happy. She thought that lady Shu had no face, and then she said, "looking at the painting of zhaoxianrong in our palace, it's fresh and lovely, and it's bright in front of us. It can be seen that the original palace lantern zhaoxianrong didn't pay enough attention to it."

"Niang Niang praised me falsely. My concubines like that kind of chubby painting, and I'm not good at painting. That's why I painted that on the palace lantern that day," Zhuang Luoyan said with a smile. "I'll make you laugh."

"Zhaoxianrong is really deep," said lady Shu with a smile. "If we didn't paint together today, I'm afraid even the Emperor didn't know you had such painting skills."

"The empress's words are very important. I dare not decontaminate the emperor's eyes all the time." Zhuang Luoyan looked at the emperor, "concubines are not painters. Naturally, the emperor has never seen concubines' paintings."

"That's true," Feng Jin said, looking up to the lady. "I see that she can sit and never stand. It's hard for her to paint."

The smile on the face of Shu noble concubine again shallow two minutes, "but isn't the emperor like Zhao younger sister this lazy temperament?"

Feng Jin smelt speech to smile, didn't take down this words, turn round to rather imperial concubine to walk.

Naturally, everyone followed her. On the canvas of Ning Fei was a picture of green bamboo. With a few strokes, she drew the charm and shape of bamboo. Zhuang Luoyan, a layman, also thought that Ning Fei's painting skills were better than other women's.

Naturally, everyone was amazed. Princess Shu said, "Princess Ning's paintings are inferior to those of us. I remember that two years ago, Princess Ning imitated Gu Kaizhi's painting of Luo God just like the original painting. I'm afraid that other people can't tell that it's not a real painting except Gu Kaizhi's rebirth."

"The concubines and concubines are just bored in their spare time. They are just playing. They are not so powerful." Rather imperial concubine smile, the facial expression is light, have no proud state.

"Why should concubine Ning be so modest," shuguifei said suddenly after a pause, "I'm almost forgetting if I don't mention it. Emperor, concubine Ning is good at painting and imitating painting. Why don't you let her see who imitated the peacock painting and deliberately framed zhaoxianrong? "

Nearly a month after this, the emperor and the queen have acquiesced that zhaoxianrong was framed by someone who wanted to. How can Princess Shu mention this again? Is it to say that zhaoxianrong was not framed, or is it something else?

Feng Jin's eyebrows moved, and he looked at Princess Shu again. His index finger gently knocked on the painting of Princess Ning. Because of his action, Princess Ning respectfully put down the brush that was still in her hand, and then took back her hand. He said to Princess Ning, "Princess Shu, I want you to have a look. Queen, let's show the peacock's tail. " Speaking of this, Feng Jin suddenly stopped, "after all, Zhao Xianrong put the paper kite with me that day, and the flying paper kite was still the thread that I cut myself."

The emperor's words slightly changed the faces of several people present. The emperor's words didn't mean that Zhao Xianrong would not be the one who was looking for Zhiyuan that day. After all, what the emperor had let go, how could Zhao Xianrong find it without thinking?

What was the emperor's silence before that?

The concubines who had bullied Zhuang Luoyan before felt more and more afraid, and their faces turned white gradually. The originally bustling imperial garden became dull for a while.Zhuang Luoyan didn't expect that the emperor would say such a word. His eyelids moved, and his eyes continued to fall on the green bamboo picture of Ning Fei.

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