Chapter 63 Plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum celebrate birthday

The prosperity that should come will come after all, although I am not a noisy person, whenever I am in a noisy scene, I will have a feeling of loneliness, the loneliness among thousands of people is the real loneliness.All of this is innate, I like quietness by nature, but I always seem to be caught in a lively place inexplicably. When Hong Jian and I were living on the streets, we only wanted to find a small mansion to be an ordinary maid, but in the end we ended up in Firework Lane, where we became singing girls at Miyuedu.When I wanted to meet an ordinary man, marry an ordinary peasant family, and live the most ordinary life, but unexpectedly met Chun Yi, and started my brilliant harem life.It is said that there is a kind of unbearable loneliness in the harem, but for me, I feel that there are too many struggles in the harem, and it seems that tranquility will never be here.

This July seems to be very long, until the time of Chunyi’s birthday, we still stay in July, the season of fire, and Chunyi seems to be the fire-like sun, illuminating the whole earth with his light , shining on all living beings in the world, he is the proud son of heaven. The spacious venue outside the main hall of the Qianqing Palace has long been decorated in a beautiful and eye-catching way. The red gold dragon, carved, depicted, and embroidered, is inlaid on tables and chairs, inlaid on many imperial ornaments, shining golden , showing the ultimate style of the palace. Although Chun Yi said everything should be simple, this Jane is still very luxurious.I almost forgot that Chunyi's birthday was also Chunzhen's birthday, because it was in Mingyue Villa, so Chunzhen did not go back to his Prince Mausoleum's mansion, but celebrated with Chunyi, which made the scene even more lively.

When I woke up that day, the sky was dim, but there was already an early morning rush.People in Yueyang Palace are busy, preparing for me to attend the emperor's birthday banquet. Sitting in front of the mirror, Hong Jian dressed me and asked softly, "Miss, do you still wear the cloud bun?" "Yes, I like cloud buns, which flow naturally and are not bound." I replied. The smoke screen on the side was arranging clothes: "Miss, which dress do you want to wear?" Without thinking about it, I replied directly: "That light green tulle palace dress is embroidered with white lotus flowers." Because it is the emperor's birthday, I should have worn brighter colors, but I never wear them in summer The red and green lotus flower dresses look sober, not dazzling, but also very fresh.Today I don't want to take away the brilliance, there are queens, concubine Yun, concubine Wu, I'd better be quiet.

Dressed up in a simple and delicate way, I stood in front of the mirror, raised my hand and twirled in a circle, feeling that I was like a graceful lotus, with an undeniable elegance. Qiu Xi looked at me with admiring eyes: "Okay, the empress is so beautiful, the kind of beauty that is like a fairy, maybe only the empress can have such a character." I smiled: "No, if you say that you are floating like a fairy, I am not as good as the dancing concubine." "But Empress Wu doesn't have the elegance of Miss." Yan Ping blurted out. I glanced at her: "Little girl, don't talk like that from now on."

Knowing that she had broken the taboo, she lowered her head and said, "Yes, this servant has remembered." "It's okay." I smiled.In fact, I don't like them calling me slaves in front of me, especially Hong Jian. I feel like sisters with her. This call of slaves is always hard for me to accept. Hong Jian looked at me and said with a smile: "Miss, to be honest, no one in this harem can match you. You may not be the most beautiful, but you are the most charming. You combine their advantages into one, Instead of that kind of monotonous beauty, it combines many flavors, noble and elegant, elegant and celestial, cold and arrogant, just like a princess."

I smiled and said, "You girl, when did you learn to be so talkative? I don't know where you learned so many nice words." She blinked mischievously: "Of course I learned it from them. If one person says one, I can remember all of them and there will be many." Qiu Xi smiled and said to me: "Madam, the sedan chair has already been prepared outside the palace gate, when is it time to leave?" I glanced out of the window, the sunlight was slanting on the branches, and I replied, "It's about the same time, I'll be leaving in about an hour." Because Chunyi's birthday is arranged to watch some performances during the day, and a simple banquet at night.

The road was very lively, there were cars and sedan chairs walking in the same direction, and the ladies from all the palaces rushed to attend the birthday banquet.I didn't prepare a gift, I only brought my beloved Qin. I think what I can give, or what Chun Yi and Chun Zhen want, is this Qin heart.The sound of the piano can be shared, but I only have one heart. When I got there, all the people who were supposed to come were there.The two protagonists, Chun Yi and Chun Zhen, if Chun Yi hadn't been wearing a royal robe and a crown, it would be impossible to tell who they are.When I saw Chunzhen that day, I also mistook him for Chunyi, it was too similar.

Chunyi was sitting on the dragon chair, and Chunzhen was sitting on one side, both of them were so handsome, it took away the glory of all men. My eyes glanced at the queen, who was wearing a noble peony bun, wearing a phoenix crown, and a light red cloud brocade palace dress, elegant and demure.She nodded and smiled at me, restrained and graceful. Concubine Yun combed her proud Lingxu bun, wore a seven-treasure pearl crown, and wore a lotus-colored palace skirt, her aura was unmatched by anyone. The dancing concubine at the side is wearing a lotus flower crown, some exquisite silver ornaments on her body, and a light pink gauze skirt, which looks a bit like the dress of a southern Xinjiang woman. I think she did this on purpose. At the beginning, she also attracted Chunyi with her unique temperament. .

Xie Ronghua and Gu Wanyi sat next to each other, they were dressed similarly, they were beautiful and gentle, just like sisters.The rest of the concubines tried their best to dress up brightly and eye-catchingly, and hoped that they could have unusual gains on this unusual day. The princes and ministers presented carefully prepared gifts one after another. After watching a few performances, the emperor ordered them to leave first, followed by the emperor's family banquet.Only a few princes and concubines remained. Then everyone walked into the Qianqing Palace, the palace was spacious and cool, everyone drank some wine, and each was a little drunk.Chunyi allowed the concubines to go to the cabinet to rest first, and not come out until the banquet started.

I also went to the side hall to rest, because I drank a few more cups, and I was a little groggy. When I woke up, the night was low, and a hazy crescent moon had quietly hung on the branches. The banquet started, silk and bamboo bursts, Chunyi sat on the dragon chair, his face was reddish, he could see that he drank a few more, but he was very happy.Chunzhen, Prince of Ling, was also sitting there with a relaxed expression, as if one could always find a kind of indisputable detachment in him, he was a gentle man. Many concubines presented their own exquisite gifts one after another.The queen suggested: "How about this, tonight all the younger sisters will present their unique skills, singing and dancing can be anything, and everyone in this palace will appreciate a string of natural amethyst pearls from the East China Sea as a token of appreciation."

She smiled happily: "I don't have any outstanding skills, so I can just write a few words for the emperor and the prince." After finishing speaking, she dipped the ink and swiped the brush, and wrote the eight characters of "Shoubi Nanshan, Blessings like the East China Sea". She wrote the pen steadily, and everyone couldn't help but marvel after writing.I thought to myself that the queen is usually weak and sick, but these words are extremely strong. If I hadn't seen her write them with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe that she could write these words. Concubine Yun followed, and Concubine Yun and Xu Guibin played a song "Bright Moon Joy", which was also amazing. Concubine Rong then drew a picture of Song and Crane, Xiao Guiren filled in the lyrics of "Man Jianghong", and Jiang Chang played a pipa "Jiang Liushui". After seeing them, I realized that they were all very talented. Hidden. During the lunch break, I had already discussed with Wu Fei, Xie Ronghua and Gu Wanyi. At the banquet, I played the piano and wrote four songs "Plum Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum". Let her sing.This way the ensemble will be much more lively. When it was my turn, I stepped forward and smiled at Chun Yi: "Your Majesty, my concubine and the concubine dancer, as well as Xie Ronghua and Gu Wanyi will play "Plum Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum" together. I hope the emperor and the prince will like it." Chunyi smiled and said: "Okay, I want to appreciate the demeanor of the four concubines." I sat in full bloom, holding the piano with one hand and stroking the strings with the other. I only plucked it lightly, as if to stir my heart.Lingling's voice is clear, flowing like water, and instantly like the tide of the blue sea. Pearls and jade pendants fall slowly, and apricot blossoms are flying all over the sky. I only heard a melodious voice singing: "Tingxuan's phoenix bamboo, years of old twigs. After the first snowflakes bloom, they are folded to reward distant thoughts... The graceful valley is quiet, and the fragrance is deep in the clouds. There is no one who asks for favors. Talk about a lonely heart... The small path leads to a secluded place, and the moonlight cage is beautiful. The jade dew hangs down from the open mind, and the high festival comes from the breeze... The wind and frost invade at dusk, the core is cold and fragrant. When the season is not good, I always carry my indifferent heart..." Gu Wanyi The singing voice is smooth and comfortable, like falling flowers and flying across, red clouds and dreams, far better than my usual singing.It's just that the charm is different, she is more refined and tactful than me, but I am deeper and more fragmented than her. Xie Ronghua swayed the pen and ink with both hands, and the four white silks were stained with different colors at the same time. The red plums, orchids, green bamboos, and yellow chrysanthemums were lifelike. I have seen Xie Ronghua paint on weekdays, but I have never seen such momentum. I can paint with both hands at the same time , a dance-like posture, grabbing everyone's attention. The dancing concubine is like a butterfly spreading its wings lightly, her flowing sleeves are like smoke willows and clouds flying in the wind, the bead ring on her head and the silver ornaments on her body jingle.I remembered that day when I discussed Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly with her, and at this moment, she, like that ancient butterfly, broke out of its cocoon, passed through the windy and rainy years, and flew into the palace gracefully like this, for her. Make the most beautiful bloom of life.She was brilliant, and I could feel that Chunyi's eyes fell on her, and he refused to wake up for a moment.Concubine Wu kept looking at Chunyi, as if she wanted to release all her passion. My strings are getting softer and weaker. I hope that at such a moment, I can quietly retreat, gradually fade away, until there is no dream or ignorance, and leave the prosperity to the concubine Wu, Xie Ronghua and Gu Wanyi.I feel that my thoughts are a little empty, I don't know where they are floating, and there is an indescribable clarity.I think of the few plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum poems I filled out, all of which are sentences expressing indifference, indifferent heart, indifferent heart... Just when my thoughts were blurred, I heard a jade flute rise up, like white clouds rising from the empty mountain, blowing down the flying flowers all over the sky one after another, and the fragrance of each petal fell on the ends of my hair. On my sleeves, on my fingers. I slowly raised my eyebrows and looked...