Chapter 30 Chapter 30 Jackdaw (Part 2)

Guessing that it was almost time, I walked alone to the Shuilv Nanxun Hall. Walk out from under the shade flower stand, follow the winding corridor, bypass Fanyue Lake, pass through the vermilion side door, and arrive at the Shuilv Nanxun Hall.Seeing the palace servants standing outside the door respectfully and silently, he signaled them not to inform them, and walked in. The palace under the twilight is somewhat inexplicably silent, with a deep courtyard and heavy cornices. The hall was originally very open and bright, but the window screens of sky blue cicada wings were so thin that they were almost transparent after the rain, reflecting the shadows of the whirling trees outside the eaves, and the wind blowing left traces of intertwined light and dark in the hall and on the ground.

Her feet are soft-soled embroidered palace shoes, and she walks lightly, as if silently.I saw Xuan Ling lying on the red sandalwood table, half leaning on a blessing pillow, sleeping soundly and sweetly.The memorial that was originally held in his hand had already fallen under the couch.I gently picked up the memorial and put it away, looking straight at the two stacks of memorials piled up on the table like hills, I shook my head slightly. The hall was silent, and there was no sign of anyone coming. Inadvertently saw a scarlet tassel protruding from the middle of a pile of memorials, which was extremely eye-catching.I took it out casually and saw that it was actually a fan for women. The fan was made of excellent white plain surface, lacquered peony pattern, and ivory carved fan bone handle. It was delicate and delicate, rich and luxurious.As soon as you use it, you will be greeted with a very strong fragrance of powder, which is the smell of "Tiangongqiao". This kind of rouge is made of rose, sumac, clam powder, musk deer and motherwort. Moisturizing like peach blossoms, sweet and fragrant, and not easy to make, few concubines in the palace can use it.The queen doesn't like fragrance by nature, so only Concubine Hua can use it.

Smiling lightly, he lifted up the fan, closed his eyes and sniffed lightly, it was really fragrant.Presumably when Concubine Hua came to see Xuan Ling, she dressed up meticulously, with heavy ink and color, so even the fan was stained with the scent of rouge. Concubine Hua really has a heart. As soon as the queen came out of the Shuilv Nanxun Palace, Concubine Hua rushed over after getting the news, which shows that she has eyes and ears in the palace.Now that I am weak, Qin Fangyi and Tian Guiren are the first-class concubines who don't pay attention to them, and most of the empresses I care about are to regain the power of the assistant minister of the Sixth Palace.

There is only one mausoleum beside me now, but unfortunately it is also unfavored.Lingrong, who has been unknown for a long time, lives like a shadow.I sighed silently, Mei Zhuang, Mei Zhuang, I know that you are doing it for my own good, and I know that even if there is a king's favor and a single person in this lonely and deep palace, it will be difficult to do anything alone.But do you know what a big problem you have given me.That's all for others, but I know what Ling Rong is thinking, even though she is destined to miss her brother in this life, how can I force her to get close to Xuan Ling for the sake of her own safety.

The headache was unbearable, but at this time Ling Rong's father made a mistake again.The queen pleaded with Xuan Ling and didn't say yes or no. I don't know if I can reverse Ling Rong's father's fate with my own strength, so I can only do my best. He was closing his eyes and meditating, when suddenly he felt itchy on his face, but his hands were empty.Opening my eyes, Xuan Ling brushed my face with the tassel on the handle of the fan, and said, "When did you come here? I didn't hear you." She turned her head and smiled at him: "Shiro sleeps well. I can't bear to disturb Shiro."

Looking at the mountain of memorials on the table, "The government is busy, the emperor should also pay attention to his body." "The copywriting is exhausting, and I've been reading the papers for a whole day before I know it." He said with a wry smile and stared at the papers, "Those old men have nothing to do and have to write a long-winded article. It's really annoying." I smiled softly: "As a speech officer's duty is so, Shiro doesn't have to criticize them." With a half smile but not a smile, he raised his fan mask, "Besides, there are beauties who come to visit Shiro from time to time, so why bother with copywriting? About Red sleeves add fragrance, poetic and picturesque." After finishing speaking, he pretended to sniff it forcefully, and said in a drawn-out tone: "It smells so good——"

He couldn't laugh or cry, "Nizi is getting more and more cunning. It's because I indulged you too much." Turning around and taking a step away, he said: "Huanhuan is not as good as Concubine Hua, who is good at understanding the heart of the emperor, blindly messing around will only make Shiro angry." He grabbed my arm and said, "She just came to greet me." I fanned the wind, and said, "It's so hot, and Concubine Hua came here in the hot afternoon, she really has a heart." Xuan Ling pulled me to sit next to her, "I can't hide anything from you. Concubine Hua arrived as soon as the queen left, and they all came for the same person."

"But to choose An Bihuai, the prime minister of Songyang County, to serve An Lingrong's father?" "Exactly." Xuanling smiled vaguely, looked at me and said, "Then why did you come here?" I said: "Let Huanhuan take a guess. The empress is benevolent, she must be pleading for An Xuan's servant; the empress Hua is upright, and she must want Shiro to enforce the law strictly and not show favoritism." "how about you?" I smiled slightly: "The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, Huan Huan will remember that. Huan Huan is just strange. The empress empress and concubine Hua are both An Bihuai and met the emperor. I don't know if it is true that the two empresses have different opinions, or it is the whole story. It’s worth scrutinizing.” I saw that he listened carefully and didn’t have any intention of blaming me, so I knelt down and continued: “I read history when I was young, and I saw that the holy lord Mingjun often punished his subjects with both hardness and softness. But lenient obedience will not make one person wronged. Make the subjects feel awe, but also appreciate the greatness of heaven and the benevolence of the monarch. The emperor has always admired the demeanor of Tang Zong and Song Zhu. , there are criminals and prisons inside, and if the two are clean, the society will be bright." Speaking of this, the teasing with Xuanling just now was no longer there, and he looked solemn, and he bowed again.

Xuanling was thoughtful, and helped me up with a smile for a while, unable to hide his joy: "I only know that Huanhuan has read poetry and books, but I don't want to know history books and national policies. Every sentence has nothing to do with government affairs, but every sentence is based on history. You Qing In this way, I feel like I have found a treasure. I will let people re-investigate the matter of An Bihuai, so that no one will be wronged." He breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved, "The concubine is a girl, and she is presumptuous in front of the emperor. The emperor should not be offended."

Xuan Ling said: "The harem is not allowed to engage in politics. But if I am alone with you, I am your husband, and my wife can speak freely to her husband, discussing politics and history, why not?" He lowered his head and said, "The concubine dare not." He smiled: "Jieyu Zhen doesn't dare, but Zhen Huan doesn't mind." I raised my eyebrows and looked at him and smiled: "Yes. Huanhuan dare not presume to the emperor, but she must know everything about Shiro." It was already late at night when I returned to the Yifu Pavilion, knowing that Lingrong must be tossing and turning, worrying and unable to sleep, I ordered Liu Zhu to tell her to "don't worry", and then I went to sleep with peace of mind.

Early the next morning Mausoleum rushed over, but before he entered the bedroom, tears were streaming down his eyes, and he bent down to bow down.I hastily stopped him and said, "What is this for?" Ling Rong wept with joy: "This morning, I heard that the Emperor ordered the Criminal Department to re-examine the case of Dad's involvement in delivering military rations. Dad's life is hopeful. Thank you sister for pleading for Ling Rong and Dad." "It's more than just survival. If Mrs. An is really innocent, I'm afraid she can be reinstated." I helped her up and said, "Actually, I didn't plead for you yesterday, but just discuss the matter. Besides, I didn't dare to plead for mercy. Nail, if I beg for mercy and the emperor agrees, wouldn't it be a great embarrassment to the empress." Ling Rong looked at me with doubts on his face and said, "Didn't the emperor agree to re-examine this matter because my sister begged for my father's mercy?" "Your Majesty is the ruler of a country, so I can easily influence you." I pulled her to sit down and have breakfast together, and said with a slight smile, "Actually, I wasn't very sure that I could persuade the Emperor yesterday. After all, I really want to thank you." Concubine Hua, if it wasn't for her being victorious and wanting to compete with the empress, she would have demanded strict punishment for the crimes of Mr. An and others in front of the emperor, I am afraid this matter would not have been so easy." Ling Rong thought for a while, and a clear smile appeared on his face, "Thanks to her for this." "Concubine Hua competes with the empress, and the empress wants to plead for you, but she wants to do the opposite. Originally, the main culprit was Geng Wenqing, and the emperor didn't care about the seriousness of your father's punishment. Unexpectedly, this move made the emperor save you. Be careful, if I push the boat along the way, the emperor intends to thoroughly investigate whether your father is really innocent in this matter." Ling Rong said: "How does my sister know that Concubine Hua is competing with the queen and not against my sister and me?" I carried a piece of assorted vegetables in the bowl of the mausoleum, and said: "Maybe there is such an intention. Not long ago, her confidant Huang Guiquan committed a crime in my palace and was punished by the emperor. With her temperament, how could she swallow this. It's just a matter of priority. What is the most important thing after Concubine Hua recovers? It is to regain the power of the six palaces of assistants and share the same status with the queen. For the time being, I can't deal with me. Otherwise, I will be the one you sister Meizhuang will deal with in the future. Where else can I get a breather to talk to you here?" After hearing this, Ling Rong became very sad, "Then what is my sister going to do?" "Fortunately, the emperor still loves me a little bit. As long as I am careful, she may not dare to do anything to me. Now the situation can only be taken one step at a time, wait and see how it changes, and try to rescue Meizhuang." Ling Rong said: "My sister is useless, but if there is something that can be useful, I will do my best." After taking a nap and having nothing else to do, he walked to Lingrong. When she arrived, she was bathing in the inner room.Baojuan served tea and withdrew. Sitting idle and bored, I saw a pile of embroidered pieces in the small ivy basket on the table in her room, with bright colors and exquisite patterns.If you like it in your heart, you will pick it up and take a closer look.They are nothing but auspicious patterns such as dragon and phoenix wearing flowers, magpie carrying flowers, mandarin duck and lotus heron, five blessings holding longevity, bees and butterflies competing for spring, etc. Although they are ordinary, they are lifelike under her hands. When I was about to put it away, I saw that the pattern on the bottom one was unusual, and it was not auspicious at first glance.Embroidered with a setting sun, a few jackdaws perch on dead branches.The embroidery is exquisite, and even the light of the setting sun on the crow's feathers is clearly visible. The layers of color, light and shadow are distinct, and it is as elegant and dexterous as splashed ink. It can be seen that a lot of thought has been spent.It makes people feel desolate and lonely at the first sight. The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright.The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws perch and startle again.Acacia knows when to meet each other, this night is embarrassing. Can't help but sigh, it's hard for Ling Rong, and finally understand that there will be no day and night with my brother, but after all, it's still embarrassing at this night.I don't know how lovesickness every night, the wind is clear and the moon is bright, how the mausoleum can endure this long night.It's a pity that the word "love" has caused many people to toss about it, suffer from it, but still enjoy it. Just as he was about to put it back, his heart skipped a beat, he thought he had read it wrong, and looked again, it was undoubtedly her stitches, it was clearly embroidered with the setting sun like blood, how could there be light moonlight.It turned out that... she already had such thoughts. The jade face is not as good as the color of a jackdaw, but it still brings the shadow of Zhaoyang sun. I didn't notice it. Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually coming from the inner room, he calmly put the embroidery pieces back as they were.Pretend to look at the fabric for embroidery at hand. Mausoleum's new bath has just been completed, and only a hairpin is used to loosely and half-tie her hair. The hair is still dripping with drops of water, which makes her hair like clouds, her skin like snow, and her face like lotus petals. petite. Suddenly looking for a topic to talk about, I stroked a piece of fabric and said: "The Ministry of Internal Affairs has newly brought in a few plain brocades, which are too plain to make clothes. It would be good to embroider them for you." Ling Rong smiled and said: "I heard that Su Jin is very expensive, but my sister let Ling Rong embroider and play, isn't it a waste of money?" I said: "It's just a few bolts of cloth, why waste it? The brocades in my palace can't be used up, and it's a waste of nothing. If it can match with my sister, your exquisite female celebrity will be worthy of it." Said Laughing at himself, he said: "It's not the days when I was sick in Tangli Palace, and even the materials for making new clothes on New Year's Eve were withheld by the House of Internal Affairs." He called Liu Zhu and brought Su Jin in. Su Jin is flat and has no texture. It is unremarkable at first glance, but it has no texture of fabric when worn on the body. Instead, it is as smooth as a baby's skin, and its tentacles are as soft as feathers.Ling Rong is a person who knows how to appreciate and is good at silk embroidery. When she saw Wei Wei, she couldn't take her eyes away. "How do you feel?" I asked softly.Lai Lingrong only thanked me and Meizhuang for the gift, and this is the first time I have seen such an expression. Ling Rong seemed unconvinced, turned his head to me, his eyes were still looking at Su Jin reluctantly, "Is it really for me?" A bright smile stretched out from the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Of course." Ling Rong's brows were beaming with joy, almost jumping for joy.I smiled, "If you like it, I have a few more. It's okay to give them all to you." Ling Rong was overjoyed and thanked again and again. The matter of An Bihuai finally came to an end, it was proved that he was indeed innocent, and the official was reinstated.Ling Rong was finally relieved. I often go to see Mausoleum, and she is always very happy. Apart from repeatedly talking about how the Sujin I gave her is suitable for embroidery, but she is really reluctant to stitch easily and is always looking for a better garden. She is always grateful. My helping hand to her father. Finally came a day when I felt that gratitude was too much for me, when in fact I didn't do much.As a sister, she doesn't need to be grateful to me in this way. I said to Lingrong: "Actually, you should be very clear today. Although your father's matter is a trivial matter, the emperor may not be willing to investigate it thoroughly, just to see if it is necessary. In the eyes of the emperor, there are countless civil and military officials in the court. Even if Geng Wenqing did implicate your father in this matter, as a subordinate, he really can’t say that he was too wronged.” I deliberately stopped talking, raised my hand and put it beside the table. Holding the five-color tea clock in Dingjiao, skimmed off the foam from the tea leaves with a tureen, took a sip of the tea, and allowed Ling Rong to savor the meaning of my words carefully. Seeing her turning her head in silence, I continued: "Actually, why the emperor didn't immediately agree to the empress' pleading for you that day, but you should be very clear about why I agreed when I went to the emperor. The real reason is petting, and it has nothing to do with status, respect and respect." No. It’s just to see if the emperor cares about this person, and whether he is willing to bother her. In fact, Concubine Hua also went to the emperor’s place before me that day, and you must know how to do it. Therefore, the truth of the matter is of course important, the emperor It is more important to whom one's heart leans toward." Ling Rong raised his head and said softly: "Ling Rong thanked sister." I took Ling Rong's hand, and the sleeve fell down, revealing her snow-white wrist. There was a plain silver bracelet on the wrist, flat and without floral texture. After wearing it for a long time, the color has a faint yellowish color. I said: "This bracelet was worn by you when you first came to my house. It's been a long time, and I haven't seen you change it." I looked directly at her for a moment, and then my eyes fell on the bracelet again, "Your father gave it to you after so much hard work. You entered the palace for the draft and devoted all you have, just because you are so desolate in the palace and have no favor for the rest of your life? What kind of fate will your lack of favor bring to your father and your family." Ling Rong's shoulders trembled violently when he heard the words, and the jade hairpin that tied his hair shone coldly and faintly in the sunlight.I know she has been impressed.Or her heart has already started to waver long ago, and she just needs my words to strengthen her mind. I sighed a long time, and couldn't help feeling, "Do you think that all the people in the harem are fighting for their own honor and favor, 'Don't be happy when you have a boy, don't worry about having a daughter, but don't see Wei Zifu dominating the world' not only when Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Although the emperor is not so wise, who dares to belittle your family and your father?" Lingrong's icy hands gradually warmed up in my hands, and I put the glazed jade bracelet on her hand. The bracelet on the white as jade wrist was like a pool of spring water and green, which made the plain silver bracelet even more bleak. Pale. There are several pots of gardenias on the small table by the window, which are newly offered by the flower house. The flowers only contain a little bud, and they are still light green.There are new leaves, and the light sunlight shines on the buds, like pieces of emeralds. Ling Rong was sitting by the window, the leaves of the sycamore tree fell on Ling Rong's thin body outside the window screen, making her look thinner and more pitiful. I dug out the piece of satin embroidered with jackdaws from the small ivy basket, and said to Ling Rong: "Your embroidery is in good color, and the stitches are also flexible. You must have put a lot of thought into it. I look good." Unexpectedly, when I found this, Ling Rong showed embarrassment on his face, restless in sitting and lying, and unconsciously rolled up the satin in his hand, only a black crow wing was exposed at the corner of the satin. I stroked Zhucui on my temples, feeling a little sour in my heart, "Your face is not as beautiful as a jackdaw, but it still brings the shadow of Zhaoyang's sun. The women in the palace may not all have the same thoughts, but the sorrows in the boudoir are both ancient and modern. Ban Jieyu alone You and I have tried the desertedness of Shou Changxin Palace, but are you willing to be lonely and deep in the palace like Ban Jieyu?" I will not speak again.The words have come to this point, and it is useless to say more.The choice is all in her mind, and that's all I can do. (End of Volume 1)