MTL - Story of Yanxi Palace-Chapter 59 Present

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"In order to celebrate the emperor's great illness, the palace is going to give him a gift." After returning from the Yangxin Temple, the queen called Wei Yingluo and other great court ladies to her, "You choose a picture for this palace, which one do you think is good?" ?"

　　 Exhibited in front of the people are two paintings, a landscape picture, a lone sail sailing far and wide, and only the Yangtze River flows. The other pair is Luo Shentu, Ling Bo Weibu, Luo Socks dust.

　　 Mingyu preemptively said: "Naturally, this landscape picture is good. The items sent by Fucha's bodyguard are the best..."

　　 does not comment on the pros and cons between the two paintings at all, and the lines between the lines are flattering and pleasing.

　　 The object that the partiality wanted to please was not in front of her. The queen glanced at her lightly and turned her eyes to Wei Yingluo: "What about you?"

　　 "Hui Niang." Wei Yingluo thought for a while and said, "If Yingluo is chosen, he will definitely send Luoshen."

　　 "Why?" asked the Queen.

　　 "Because there are three points between the Luo God and the Pan, he is like a queen." Wei Yingluo smiled, "Whenever the emperor sees this picture, he will think of the person who painted it, isn't it?"

　　 She is actually pleased. What is different from Mingyu is that the love between her lines is genuine, and the person who wants to please is right in front of her.

　　 Finally, the queen decided to present "Luo Shen Tu".

As a result, Mingyu and Wei Yingluo had another suspicion, but now it is not as good as in the past. Wei Yingluo has replaced her as the most favored maid of the Changchun Palace. The queen even taught Wei Yingluo to write and write by hand. The name is a servant. In fact, he already has the friendship of half a teacher. His deep feelings are extraordinary. It is very difficult for Mingyu to try to make her a stumbling block, or even ridicule her in person.

　　 So the two show girls who came to visit the queen in Changchun Palace suffered.

　　 "The empress queen is resting, she has no time to receive it." Mingyu said coldly to the two young masters in front of her, "Please come back."

If Wei Yingluo is here, you can surely recognize that these two little masters are not others, it is the two most outstanding women in the draft of the day, one is Duan Xian, and the appearance is quite similar to the queen. Lan Chunxue, the other is Lu Wanwan who was timid and fearful, but gave birth to a look of Xizi.

Never been treated so slowly, Nalan Chunxue's face changed, and a silver coin was quietly inserted into her sleeve: "Mingyu girl, I specially asked someone to bring blood swallows from Fujian to be dedicated to the empress queen. Please go inside and make a noise."

Mingyu reversed the weight of the silver, and then threw it back into Nalan Chunxue's arms with contempt. He glanced lightly at it: "The Changchun Palace is deeply loved by Longen. There is no precious thing. Every **** bird is gone. Have you seen it?"

　　 "You..." Even Lu Wanye, who was always good-tempered, got a little angry.

　　Nalan Chunxue grabbed her arm and shook her head gently: "Got it, then we'll come and ask the queen's mother for another day."

　　 On the way back, Lu Wanwan couldn't help complaining: "I clearly heard a voice in the main hall, but Mingyu bit the queen away, how could she despise and humiliate us so much?"

　　Nalan Chunxue sneered: "Changchun Palace does not keep us, do we have no other place to go? Go, go to Chuxiu Palace!"

　　 It was night, two figures flashed into Chu Xiu Palace, the lights were dimmed, and there were three silhouettes sitting on the window paper, and no one knew what they had discussed except for the candlelight on the table.

　　 Mingyu would never know what kind of disaster he had inadvertently.

　　 She still complained about herself, for a while she hated Wei Yingluo for taking her own favor, for a while she hated the queen for new and old, and she always wondered how she could regain her favor and regain her status.

　　 had never thought of a way, and could not find an opportunity until a few days later, the main hall of the Qianqing Palace had a banquet, and all the concubines of the harem gave gifts together to celebrate the emperor's upper body.

The banquet was very lively, the most eye-catching one was always Hui Gui, who seemed to be naturally adapted to such occasions, knowing how to focus everyone's eyes on herself, only to see her clap her hands gently, and the yellow curtain from both sides Pulled up, revealing a team of eunuchs holding Western instruments.

　　 Cello, violin, clarinet, flute, organ and other exotic musical instruments sounded at the same time, the momentum was huge, and the Queen's "Luo Shen Tu" was compared.

　　Hongli looked at these instruments and listened to the tunes of the instruments, but he seemed to be lost in his memories.

　　 These are the Western musical instruments collected by his father Yongzheng Emperor. When Hongli was still young, the two men also learned from the missionary for a while. The crooked violin sound of flute sound is still his best memory.

　　 "The concubine has a heart." Hongli sighed.

Everyone can see that this banquet was afraid that Hui Hui was in the top spot, and the emperor was most pleased. It was difficult for others to compete with her without competing with her. To everyone's surprise, she had always been overbearing. Hongli recommends a woman to let her share the runn in her body.

　　 "Emperor, not only the concubine was so worried about your birthday, but also the nobleman Shu was very dedicated." Hui Guifei asked the woman behind her, "Would you like to see her gift?"

　　 "Shu Guiren?" There are too many women in the harem, Hongli obviously can't know every one, just looking at her face, then nodded to the other party.

　　Mingyu saw her, but he groaned.

　　 She recognized the other party. Wasn't it just a few days ago that she was ridiculed and ridiculed by her, ousting the showgirl from the Changchun Palace? Why did you turn to Hui Hui?

Nalan Chunxue presented a glazed tower. The glazed tower is not very strange. What is strange is the top relic. It is said that it is the most precious one of the more than seven hundred relics after the monks of the Song Dynasty died in peace. It is called the Lotus of Buddha by later generations.

　　 "Emperor." Queen Hui Hui took the opportunity to say, "Aren't the Queen Mother always looking for the Lotus Lotus?"

　　Although this thing cannot be liked by Hongli, it will certainly be loved by the queen mother.

　　 Seeing that people who are being treated slowly will take off into the sky, Ming Yu feels more anxious in her heart.

　　 "You have a heart too." Hongli nodded and turned to the queen. "Queen, in addition to this glazed stupa, you will pick out a few new and interesting pieces from other gifts and give them to the queen mother."

　　 "Yes." The Queen humbly said, hiding her sadness in her heart.

Compared with the Western band, compared with the stupa, her Luoshen figure looks so ordinary, Hongli just glanced at it, and he was left behind. He didn’t see that the person on the painting was three points similar to her. Maybe it was because she had watched it for a long time, and she didn't care anymore.

　　 "Yingluo." Convergent thoughts, the queen whispered, "Fill the Liuli Tower."

　　 "Yes, mother." Ying Luo looked at her with pity, holding the glass tower, and went out with the palace eunuchs who were in charge of the matter, and went to the place where the gifts were stored.

　　Mingyu's eyeballs rolled around and followed him silently.

　　 There are so many gifts. The first thing Wei Yingluo does is not to choose, but to register first.

　　 "A pair of 4D Jindi Tuan Shouwen lamps."

　　Wei Yingluo touched the pen with ink and set it on the writing paper.

　　 "A pair of vases with crane and deer Xianling Bi."

　　Wei Yingluo wrote the immortal character, and a hand stretched out beside him, grabbing the book with his hands.

　　 slightly frowned, Wei Yingluo turned her head and asked her: "Mingyu, what are you going to do?"

　　 "Registering and keeping books, keeping treasures, has always been my job, and you don't need you to act as a substitute!" Mingyu held the book, and everyone with a clear eye could see that she was going to take this job.

　　Wei Yingluo stared at her: "It's the queen's mother who ordered me to register."

　　 Mingyu Road has made good excuses and blurted out: "Did you not hear the emperor's command, you need to first select two or three items that the queen mother likes, do you know the queen mother's preferences?"

　　Seeing Wei Yingluo said nothing, Mingyu was relieved, chasing after the victory: "Since you don't know anything, don't stand here and get in the way! Pearl, continue!"

　　 The little maid in charge looked at Wei Yingluo at a loss.

Based on everyone's understanding of Wei Yingluo, she thought she would fight in the end. After all, this was a master who even dared to scold the emperor, but she suddenly smiled: "I was short when I entered the palace. I don't know the queen mother's preferences. To trouble you Mingyu, register carefully and select one by one."

"Wait!" Ming Yu shouted towards her back, apparently it was her who snatched the other's errand, but she also pretended to be a charitable one. Stay and help me."

"No need." Wei Yingluo didn't give her alms this time and walked away without looking back. "You're so brave to act, I'm naturally not good at grabbing power. You can rest assured that I will report to the Queen Mother, all the credit is your!"

　　 "And I." Wei Yingluo went out and looked at the stars and the deep palace, thinking: "I just can take this opportunity to do something I always wanted to do."

　　 The maid had no choice but to leave the palace, so without the order of the queen, she was almost **** in the Changchun Palace from morning to night, and it was difficult to get a chance to go to the palace of the other masters, let alone the Qing Palace.

"If the elder sister died on the night, someone would go to the Royal Garden from the Qianqing Palace, how long would it take to go back and forth, can you avoid the patrol?" Wei Yingluo stood at the entrance of the hall and took a foot towards the Royal Garden, meditation, " One step, two steps, three steps..."

　　She left the Qianqing Palace step by step, changed the push cup, and left the lights behind her head, with only a lonely slender shadow, walked alone into the Royal Garden.

　　 "Three hundred steps, three hundred steps, three hundred...Ah!" A hand suddenly pulled her foot and pulled her off the Yulu junction.

　　 This sudden pull almost didn't scare Wei Yingluo's soul, especially after this hand pulled her off, he also cradled irregularly from behind and buckled her arms firmly on her waist.

　　Wei Yingluo didn't think about it, his heel stomped fiercely and stomped on the other's foot.

"Come here--" She was yelling in her voice, a voice as gentle as the moonlight, sticking to her ear and gently chanting: "Shiliang hides deep in the night, the fog is covered with moonlight and protects the moonlight. Let go, the famous flower flies out of the sleeve."

　　Wei Yingluo stopped struggling and leaned into the other person's arms, whispering: "Master, you suddenly grabbed my foot, but I was terrified."

　　 There is only one her master.

　　Fu Heng hugged her and stood in the tiger cave, beside her was the rugged rock, a cluster of green creepers climbing on the gray stone, the tree shadow swayed, and the mottled shadow fell on them.

　　 "I am the guard of the Forbidden City after all." Fu Heng smiled and said, "When I saw an unruly little maid, when she walked to Yu Road at night, she was naturally pulled down."

　　Wei Yingluo snorted, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with his explanation: "So, if other maidens pass by, do you want to pull her into your arms?"

　　 "In this forbidden city, there is no such a bold maid." Fu Heng sighed.

　　 Wei Yingluo smiled at him with his mouth closed.

"Let me guess, you came here in the middle of the night, it must not be for blowing hair, presumably...I want to go again to the road from the Qing Palace to the Royal Garden." Fu Heng knew she knew her, and guessed her at once. What to do, said rather helplessly, "You don't have to be like this, haven't I checked it for you? No one left the banquet that night."

　　 "There were always one or two mistakes in the four hundred people that night." Wei Yingluo refused to give up, and refused to give up the only clue, "Maybe someone left quietly, and one time after another, it will not exceed half an hour!"

　　Fu Heng did not agree: "I have traveled many times on this road, and the whole process is completed quickly, but it is impossible to avoid the patrol guard."

　　 Wei Yingluo bit his lip, and raised a possibility: "If the other party is noble, the guard will hide it for him?"

　　Fu Heng shook his head: "The guard is loyal to the emperor, and he only listens to his dispatch.

　　Wei Yingluo stared at him for a while and smiled: "That might not be the case, the Prince Yi did not listen to Jia's instigation, was it intentionally embarrassing me?"

　　 There is also Qingxi... How cautious a person is on weekdays, but can't resist the temptation of Ronghua Fugui, and easily sold her.

　　Fu Heng was about to say something. Suddenly there was a bang on the top of his head, like the sky was cracking, like a thunder, and Wei Jingluo's hands hugged Fu Heng's waist: "What sound?"

She always has a strong look, loves to do everything herself, carry it by herself, the little daughter's posture that is rarely revealed, makes Fu Heng feel fresh and fascinated, can't help but leave behind many things, just looking at her Just hugged her and smiled: "You look up."

　　 Wei Yingluo raised his head in doubt.

　　 At that moment, the sky was full of fireworks blooming in the Forbidden City, red yellow, green purple, thousands of glorious drops like rain, falling on her pupil face.

"Dongfeng night blooms thousands of trees and blows down, the stars are like rain." Fu Heng chanted poetry in her ear again. She didn't like to listen to this crepe, but she likes to listen to his voice and likes to hear from his mouth Every poem spoken, every word, every hint of truth.

"...Jade pot light turns, overnight fish dragon dance, moth snow willow golden strands, laughter Yingying dark incense go." Fu Heng slowly lowered his head, thousands of fireworks above his head, but not his affectionate attention at the moment, he said to her , "People are looking for him thousands of Baidu, and they look back suddenly... but the man is there, the lights are dimmed."

　　Wei Yingluo didn't know how he walked back to East Time.

　　 only knows that his feet are soft, such as stepping on the clouds and closing his eyes, it is his voice and the face from which he closed his eyes.

　　 hurriedly patted his cheeks with his hands and said to himself: "Don't be seen as abnormal, just say... It's a headache and a hot brain, and the cheeks are red."

　　 She is going to use this lousy excuse to get through, otherwise it is difficult to explain why her face is so red.

　　 But she soon discovered that the other party might not need her explanation.

"Fuck things!" The applause came from Dongjima, it was Ming Yu's anger with a frightened voice, "I told you to watch Dongjima, but you sneaked out to watch fireworks, how to explain to the emperor and queen now! "

　　 "Me, I don't know Hui like this!" Pearl's cry continued, "Are you not going out to watch the fireworks too, only Xuzhou officials set fire to prevent people from lighting?"

　　 Mingyu was anxious, raised her right hand, and slapped her again, but was caught by Wei Yingluo from behind.

　　 "Your return is good." Mingyu saw her and said quickly, "Look, what a disaster she has done!"

　　Wei Yingluo followed her gaze, then froze. I saw that the glazed golden pagoda presented by Nalan Chunxue was empty, and the stupa relied.