Chapter 101: The Story of Chrysanthemums and Sunflowers
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Twilight Qing was not surprised to see that the painting was gone when she returned to the attic in the early morning, her mind was on Xu's body, Yang took care of Xu's in the West Chamber yesterday, according to Wu Jin's words to serve medicine and porridge, Xu really woke up in the morning, and Twilight Qing went to the West Chamber early.
Bu Xihuan seemed to know that she was tired, so she didn't come to disturb her dream, and when the night came, she quietly left the Governor's Mansion, but took the Erhua painting with her when she left.
On this day, Twilight Qing went directly to the East Chamber's lunch after seeing Xu's, and after waking up, he asked people to move the medical books to the house, and he didn't go back to the attic in the afternoon, and even his dinner was used in the East Chamber, and he rested directly in the house at night. These days, Bu Xihuan is recuperating in the house, and she takes care of her day and night, and she is extremely tired.
Moon Shadow hung upside down under the eaves, her eyes were like a sword, she quickly glanced into the house, caught a glimpse of the painting in Bu Xihuan's hand, remembered what Twilight had said in the house when she went downstairs, and fell down the eaves with a bang.
A figure by the window hung down, dressed in black and masked, looking into the room, his eyes on guardβhow could the master smile like this? Could it be that someone poisoned it?
The room was quiet, the man lowered his head, his black hair covered his jade face, and his shoulders trembled slightly. Outside the window, the new swallow cried in spring, the man in the house laughed low, long and unstoppable, I don't know how long, suddenly laughed loudly, and the laughter frightened the new swallow on the branch.
The spring wind is warm, the sun shines through the window, and the ink of the new painting is not dry. Bu Xihuan took a closer look at the painting, concentrating on it, thinking about the words of the twilight green Fangcai, his eyes fell on the stamens that were redrawn in thick ink, and he looked at the peach pink color for a long time, and suddenly the drawing paper shook!
When the words fell, she had already gone downstairs, and Bu Xihuan saw her going to the West Chamber in front of the window, she should have gone to see Xu's.
She didn't look at a painting, she got up and left, and said as she walked: "Persuade the gentleman not to lie down, chrysanthemums are easy to become sunflowers." β
Bu Xi hurriedly walked back to the table, he had seen her paint, her painting style was very realistic, chrysanthemums and sunflowers in her pen in a moment, lifelike. It's just that for some reason, I made a heavy stroke at the stamens of the two flowers, and then I took another stroke and took the danqing coloring, both flowers were dyed honey yellow, but the stamens were dyed with peach powder for some reason.
"Let it go." She glanced blankly at his hand, and when he let go, she turned and walked to the table, drawing with a pen!
He was puzzled, but still smiled: "Please also ask the lady to teach." β
"Haven't you heard the story of chrysanthemums and sunflowers?" She asked again.
She has been laughing at rumors that he likes to lie with her, but now he has no intention of bothering with her, only focusing on the meaning of this henry and chrysanthemum.
Well?
"You like to lie in the bush, but you don't understand the meaning of chrysanthemums?" She asked.
"Huh?" Bu Xihuan turned around to look at Twilight, and saw that she was also looking at him, her gaze was as deep as a pool.
But as soon as he said this, he felt her steps stop.
He still remembers it.
Twilight Qing really couldn't listen to this cheeky words, as soon as the eye knife was killed, Bu Xihuan remembered something, took her hand and went to the couch, and said as she walked: "By the way, tell your husband that there is something wrong with the word chrysanthemum." β
"Okay, after talking about this, aren't you tired?" Bu Xihuan walked from the window, smiling and holding Duqing's hand, "If the lady doesn't accompany her husband to rest for a while, and return to the palace for her husband at night, the lady will be alone in the empty boudoir." β
Twilight Qing was silent when she heard this, she was a human being in two lives, and she didn't think that she was great about going from Bianhe to Shengjing, but Cui Yuan and the others were really only sixteen or seventeen years old, and they were very young. But she still nodded after all, he was thirsty for talent, he was more reluctant to give up these talents than she should be, he said that he had his own arrangements, so he could only believe him.
"I have my own arrangements." Bu Xihuan smiled, looking at the spring in the afternoon outside the window, his eyes were as calm as the sea, which made people inexplicably reassured, "Qingqing, adversity is grinding, I have nothing to rely on in the palace to get to today, you can also come to Shengjing from Bianzhou, why can't they go down to Jiangnan?" You have to trust them. β
"And what about them when they got to Jiangnan?" Dusk Qing asked again, Bianzhou seems to be a place where Bu Xihuan has been operating for many years, but there are many students in Bianzhou, and it is too easy for the DPRK to send someone to mix in and gain the trust of Cui Yuan and others. These young people are very immature, although they are materials that can be made, but they have not been trained, and if they encounter treacherous schemes, they may not be able to see through them, and they will not be able to escape the assassination of the DPRK and China.
Twilight's mind turned away in a blink of an eye, but Bu Xihuan smiled helplessly, she was the only woman in this world who said that the Spring Palace did not blush seriously, as if she was saying the most common words.
A few days ago, she killed An He in Changchun Courtyard, and even Situ Chun, the head of Changchun Courtyard, died, but these days in Shengjing City has been quiet, there is no movement in Changchun Courtyard, and there is no movement in the palace. Bu Xihuan must have let the people from the Piercing Moon Gate replace An He and Situ Chun, but Situ Chun is also down, An He is an old man who serves Yuan Min, he was replaced, Yuan Min didn't even find out, this is by no means a good acting skill, it can only be said that Bu Xihuan Xing has been planning for many years, just waiting for this day.
"The acting skills of the Spring Palace Opera are superb." Twilight is a serious person. These days, Bu Xihuan is recuperating in the Governor's Mansion, and the court and the central government think that he is messing with Peng Meiren in the Governor's Mansion of the Internal Affairs Office, but it is just a day or two, he has not returned to the palace for seven or eight days, presumably there is no shortage of spies in the Internal Affairs Mansion, and this matter has not been worn so far, which shows that the acting skills of those people he has cultivated are very high.
"Huh?"
Of course, Twilight Qing didn't forget, but she thought that Bu Xihuan had forgotten about it, "Your people still have the same ability, you forgot to say it." β
"Have you forgotten that I have cultivated a group of people to pretend to be male concubines sent by courtiers? Those sons are not from the Shi clan, but they are also raised by the Shi family, and they are all good at piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing, juggling, if my people don't have these skills, how can they look like? β
The killers of the rivers and lakes will chant poems to pretend to be students.
Twilight Qing was not surprised by this, but she still raised her eyebrows and commented, "The Piercing Moon Gate has a lot of talents. β
Bu Xi smiled and said: "Don't worry about this matter, I will arrange for someone to pretend to be them, go to Wangshan Tower every day to chant poems against each other, and often come to your house for small gatherings." β
Seeing that his expression was not fake, Twilight Qing relieved his heart, if Bu Xihuan cared about his grandfather, then he would have to wait until he was in power before he could see him. Thinking of this, she thought of the fact that those teenagers were going to Jiangnan, "Although you don't let them act in Jiangbei, it is still dangerous to go to Jiangnan, and they are my disciples, once they disappear, it is easy to be guessed." β
"Well, my grandfather's family went down to the mausoleum in Jiangbei, where the terrain was low, close to the Bianhe River, and there were floods for many years, and the plague was rampant in the year of the catastrophe." Bu Xihuan said lightly, but smiled again, "Don't worry about them, it is the government of civil craftsmen who will be in charge, and my grandfather's family are all craftsmen, and they will not die of hunger." β
"I'm afraid I can't see it even if I want to." Du Qing said, she is just interested in Bu Xihuan who is still caring, but since his grandfather's family has been dismissed, it is better to call him back to his hometown, but he is actually exiled, and he should not be able to return to Beijing.
"Would you like to meet?" Seeing that Twilight had been asking about it, Bu Xihuan couldn't help but turn around and tease her.
"How are they doing now?"
Twilight Qing breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, since Bu Xihuan was willing to associate with his grandfather's family, it meant that his grandfather should treat him well, but he couldn't help him in the politics of the country.
"It's still there, and the letter came a year ago that the body is okay."
"Is the old man still alive?"
Bu Xihuan sighed for a long time, and only said after a while: "After the death of my mother's concubine, the palace picked a flaw in a batch of jade artifacts for appreciation, and sent my grandfather back to his hometown. β
"It's long gone." Bu Xihuan turned around, looked at the window from afar, looked at the peach blossoms in the garden, the spring breeze was long, and the voice was also leisurely, "My father is not a weapon, and he is not loved by the first emperor, and when he was married, he did not pick those who were too powerful in the court." I just mentioned to you that I will be a prisoner, my maternal ancestor is a general eunuch, a three-grade official position, in charge of palace buildings, the production of gold, jade, pearls and other utensils, the embroidery of sarsatin and the creation of various utensils in the palace, the power in the house is not high, but the family wealth is quite rich. The first emperor also knew that my father only wanted comfort and pleasure, and when he pointed out that he was married, he chose the Bai family and other wealthy people, but my grandfather's official character was not high, and my father and king suffered a lot of ridicule among his brothers, and he didn't like his mother and concubine. β
The Bai family is still in the middle of the court?
Twilight was stunned, she thought that his name represented his expectations for those teenagers, but she never thought that there was such a reason, "You never said your mother's surname, nor did you say anything about your mother's family. β
"Didn't I tell you?" Bu Xihuan looked at Twilight Qing and smiled softly, "My mother concubine...... The surname is Bai. β
The power of the Daxing Shi clan is heavy, and the children of the poor family who do not worship the family have almost no chance to be out of office, and the nobles of the scholar clan look down on the children of the poor family, but some people are born in vain, but they can be valued by the nobles of the scholar clan, and they compete to invite them, and they are proud of it. This is the white-clothed prime minister, a talented man who was born in white but is famous all over the world.
"Bai Qing." The matter of Huanghuali Bed was just a joke of bickering, and Twilight soon lost interest in the matter, and changed the subject, "Prime Minister Bai Yi, this name is not bad, but it is a fake name when you hear it." β
Bu Xihuan suddenly regretted it, he knew that this was the case, he shouldn't have quarreled with her just now, if she was serious in the future, it would be a headache, he had never seen such a person who loved to earn money in the treasury.
Twilight fiddled with the mask, and when she heard this, she glanced up at Bu Xihuan, then lowered her head and fiddled with the mask again, and said casually, "That's right, it's better to fill the treasury." β
"It's hard to say." Bu Xihuan snorted, "I'm afraid that you will spend too much money and throw it directly into the treasury." β
"Will I have a bed that I won't sleep?" Does she look stupid?
"Let the general call you another day, you have to sleep."
In ancient times, she sat alone on the table, three feet on the couch, eight feet on the bed, and the dragon bed was only nine feet, and she wanted one zhang.
Bu Xi laughed and reprimanded: "You really don't think you are greedy." β
"Huanghuali, one zhang wide, no thanks!" Twilight Qing was unceremonious, sat down at the table and picked up the mask to take a closer look at the light, she had never understood the craftsmanship of the human skin mask, if it weren't for Bai Qing's identity and still being able to use it in the future, she really wanted to cut it twice with a scalpel.
The window in the attic was open, and Bu Xihuan was admiring the peach blossoms in front of the window, and turned around and scolded with a smile: "Just let me rest, I can't wait to take me back to the palace, I think I have occupied your bed these days, and I will change it to a spacious one for you tomorrow." β
"When you go back to the palace tonight, everything has been arranged?" Twilight asked.
"When you are tired, you rest." Twilight Qingdao, Bu Xihuan's body has almost been raised in the past few days, except that he can't use his internal force lightly, and there is no obstacle to moving around. If it weren't for the spring feast, he would have returned to the palace a long time ago.
Bu Xihuan didn't go to the garden, but went straight back to the attic, and when Twilight came up, he had already taken off his mask and put it on the table.
The Governor is deeply favored by the Holy Lord, and the personal relationship between the two is by no means as simple as it seems.
Han Qichu looked at it and smiled strangely. In the past three days, the Holy Lord has studied the wisdom of those young people, and he must not sit down with his head, but when everyone is gone, he leaves the table and bows down, but the governor sits on the head and does not move, and the Holy Lord does not condemn himself.
Bu Xihuan walked out of the side hall with his hand, and Twilight followed suit, behaving very respectfully.
Hearing this, Twilight Qing got up, clenched her fists and bowed down as if she were like, "Your Majesty, please." β
Han Qichu thanked him for getting up, and there was some tiredness between his eyebrows, and he raised his eyes and asked Twilight with a smile: "Sit early in the morning until late afternoon, I am also tired, go to the back garden for a walk, Aiqing wants to accompany me?" β
Bu Xihuan lazily put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "Your governor is not afraid of my grievances, so don't be afraid, just calm down." β
Cui Yuan went out to see him off, and after everyone left, Han Qichu left the table and bowed to Bai Qing and said, "I want Your Majesty to follow Weichen for the past three days, I am really wronged by Your Majesty." β
It was a matter of their own lives and that of their families, and the teenagers didn't dare not take it to heart, so they got up and wrote it down in unison.
"When you go back today, don't talk about it privately, lest the wall have ears. Now everyone in Shengjing City knows that you are a guest under the Governor's Mansion, and if you want to discuss this matter, you can come to the Governor's Mansion. Twilight reminded as the feast ended.
Zhixue is a young man, young and immature, and it is not easy to go to Jiangnan to seek a career, so this matter naturally needs to be carefully planned. For example, everyone knows that the Governor's Mansion invited students from the poor family, and the identities of Cui Yuan and others must have been found out by those who have a heart, if a few people suddenly stop going to Wangshan Tower, and there are poems and nursery rhymes in Jiangnan that correct the name of the king, this matter will soon be suspected of them. For example, Cui Yuan also wants to go to Jiangnan, and it is dangerous to go, and the Yang family may not be at ease.