Chapter 54 Mu Xiatang, the beauty of the sun

When I wake up, the east is already pale, and the glow is reflected in the east window.Facing the window sill, the cool breeze hits, the grass and trees are fresh, and the fallen flowers return to the dust. There are mellow larks singing in the green shade. Chunyi was still sleeping on the couch, and went to Mingyue Mountain Villa to escape the summer heat. There was no special important event and he didn't need to go to court early. He only needed to review important memorials, and discuss with several important officials when there were important matters. The rest of the time was free.

I have long hair, and I don't care about dressing up, thinking that Chun Yi said yesterday that he would take me to a good place today, but I don't know where it is.The unenthusiastic yearning in my heart was then hit by a touch of loss. Many times, I would rather enjoy the scenery alone, watch the white clouds quietly, and it has nothing to do with separation, separation, sorrow or joy. Chunyi hugged my waist from behind, I turned my head and smiled at him: "The emperor has woken up." With sleepy eyes, he said softly: "I slept soundly this night, why did Mei'er wake up?"

I smiled and said, "Your Majesty, it's getting late." He glanced out the window: "Oh, it's already high in the sun." Then he tapped his head lightly: "I almost forgot, today I have to take Meier to Furongting." "Furongting?" I asked in surprise. "Yes, you'll know when you go." He smiled. Hibiscus.This Furongting is not anywhere else, but the place where I strolled last night, and it is also the place where Prince Chunzhen and I leaned on the fence to appreciate the lotus. The wind in the morning light is so different from that in the night, with the freshness of vegetation, the taste of dew and sunshine.The water of the lake is as clear as blue, the willows are green and thick, hanging down into the pool, the breeze blows, the shadows are drunk among the waves, and the branches caress the clothes.

The lotus leaves are like a cover, the green waves are rippling, and the still shadows of thousands of plants are like a humid landscape, filled with the fragrance of pen and ink.The water drops on the lotus petals emit a clear light under the sun, like the tears of a beautiful woman. Chunyi ordered people to put the prepared wine, food and snacks on the boat, and ordered them to retreat.What we can see in front of us is only the graceful and boundless scenery, and no one can walk into our sight. Chunyi laughed loudly and said, "Meier, in today's world, there are only you and me, and no one else can be tolerated."

How domineering, only the emperor can do this. In fact, there is no one in the heart, no matter how many people there are, there is someone in the heart, even if there is no one, it will feel crowded.Having said that, how many people can not do it?I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, smelled the passing wind, the morning dew and the fragrance of early lotus, and smiled comfortably: "Your Majesty, you also close your eyes and smell the scent of early summer." "Hmm. It feels so refreshing." His voice was clear, like the clear water in the middle of the lake. When I opened my eyes, I saw him close his eyes and be intoxicated by the bright scenery and the fresh and natural breath.This man can afford me the prosperity of the prosperous age and the sweet love, but he can't give me the painful parting, and he can't give me the taste of heartbreak.For a long time, I thought that love should be the intersection of pain and happiness, but Chunyi can only give me a piece of warmth, that kind of extreme pain and happiness that I have never experienced before.

"Mei'er, what are you thinking about?" He opened his eyes, looked at me who was thinking and asked. I looked at the layers of lotus leaves like blue waves in a blink of an eye, and smiled: "Your Majesty, my concubine is looking at the stacked lotus leaves and the lotus flowers with sharp corners." A piece of lotus, a piece of water lily, are equally elegant. , but gives people a different feeling. "I'll take you on a boat to pick lotus right now, okay?" "Well, good, Mei'er likes the feeling of vying to find the stalks and plucking them first, but seeing the flowers but not the people." I said happily.

"But there are only you and Zhen here, and you are only allowed to pick the lotus here." The corners of his mouth were raised, showing arrogance and stubbornness. "Okay, only ministers and concubines are allowed, how about the emperor ferrying Meier today?" I smiled, as if coaxing a child. Many times, Chunyi's favor for me is like a child, sticky and sticky. overbearing. Chunyi took my hand and walked into the boat tied under the willow. There was a small table and couch on the boat, and the wine and food had been set up.And in the wooden pavilion in the water room, he ordered people to set up the piano, wine and food.

"Mei'er, let's row a small boat to the wooden pavilion in the water first, drink wine and discuss poetry, enjoy the lotus and listen to the piano, how pleasant it is." He looked joyful. "Okay, according to the emperor, when the ferry comes back, the concubine will pick the lotus again." I had already glanced at the Mu Xuan, remembering that Prince Chunzhen of the Mausoleum invited me to enjoy the lotus on a boat last night.Today it is Chun Yi who sits next to her. Is there really something preordained in the dark?I don't believe there are so many coincidences.Same scenery, different time, different people.In fact, I prefer the tranquility of the bright moon, but I still hope that the person sitting next to me is Chun Yi, who can spoil me without any scruples.But Chunzhen can't, I have too many restraints in front of him.

I like the feeling of going offshore. The wooden boat floats on the water, which is like a kind of exile. I like this kind of exile, just like I yearn for parting.The wooden boat was hidden in the depths of the lotus, and I gave Chun Yi an appreciative look: "Your Majesty, you really know how to paddle." He waved the oars with both hands, and said with a loud smile: "Of course it is true, there is nothing in this world that I can't do." I wiped the thin beads of sweat off his forehead for him, and smiled: "Yes, in this world, only the emperor is the only one who is honored."

When we arrived at Mu Xuan, Chunyi tied the boat to the pillars of Mu Xuan and helped me up the steps.As soon as you enter the wooden pavilion, there is a cool breeze, the bamboo tables and chairs, and the piano case are also made of bamboo. There are dragonflies perched on the railing, and the sound of insects and birds is heard all around.Pour wine, toast, drink to each other, and the two of them look at each other, enjoying themselves. He stared at me affectionately: "Meier, do you like this kind of life?" "I like it, go boating on the lotus, sit next to the wood pavilion, the snow lotus root is cool, lazy and pleasant." I said happily, this kind of life is indeed what I want.I thought of someone again, who likes to exile the mountains and rivers, and has no self in his body, Chunzhen, his choice is right, he gave up the country and put his heart on Fengya.And the emperor has too many constraints, he can own the world, and one day, he will lose the world.There is always as much gain as loss, and even more loss.

He stood up, facing the vast breeze, and asked: "May Er, would you like to play and sing a song for me?" I smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, Mei Er feels very lazy. She just wants to have a drink and tea with the Emperor, and enjoy the boundless scenery until sunset." "That's good too. Let's go pick lotus after a while in the cool weather. Today I will depend on you." "Okay." Looking at the emerald green lotus leaves, the flowers blooming beautifully, he said with a smile, "Your Majesty, how about Mei'er reciting a lotus poem?" "Okay, hurry up and sing. I am not as talented as the emperor in terms of poetry. Let's see if I can sing with you." He said with great interest. Brother Huang, what he is referring to is Chunzhen. I think of the plum blossom poem he sang on a snowy night last year, and the scene at that time is vivid in my memory. "Meier..." Chunyi called me. "Well, concubine Rong Chen, think about it." The breeze blew, and thousands of lotus stalks swayed in the wind. I smiled and said: "The beauty of the sun is shining in the summer pond, and the wind is shaking the fairies to dance in neon clothes. Hugh boast that the mud is still clean, I love Tiantian Yimaixiang even more." Chun Yi praised: "Good, good sentence, lifelike." "The emperor knows how to praise people, but the beginning and the end of this poem are not brilliant enough." I sighed. He smiled, and blurted out: "Spring returns, and all the flowers fall to the red, and you are alone in the mud. The lotus seeds are bitter in autumn, and the fragrance has its own merits of nourishing the heart." I raised my glass to appreciate: "It's still the emperor's poems that are solid and profound, while Meier's are too light." "Hehe, have a drink." He raised his glass and drank with me. "Mei'er, how about I accompany you to pick lotus?" He asked me happily. "Okay, I'm going to break a few more branches and put them in a bottle to keep this peerless beauty." It was noon, perhaps because the surroundings were full of shade and greenery, and the cool wind was blowing, so I didn't feel any heat.At this time, in my heart, I just want to go boating to pick lotus, drink wine, fold a big lotus leaf, cover my face, sleep with him, and let Bibo sway in the middle of the lake. But, is everything really so peaceful?