Chapter 320: Drawing the Scroll
After the emperor finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Qingyun glanced at the emperor, turned around and said goodbye to the queen mother, and then followed the emperor in a hurry.
It's just that there are some drums in my heart, and I don't know what the emperor is looking for her, I hope it's not a bad thing.
Out of Yongning Palace, the emperor got in the car and drove towards the imperial study.
Qingyun was pitiful, she followed behind and walked on her legs, the weather was hot, and soon there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead.
Qingying brought a fan and fanned violently, but all the fanning was hot wind.
Qingyun couldn't help but pout, if there is anything she can't say now, she has to go to the imperial study, that is where the emperor and the courtiers discuss military affairs, is it not appropriate for her to go!
Yongning Palace is a little far away from the imperial study, and it took a long time to arrive.
followed the emperor into the imperial study, and the refreshing and cool air that greeted him shocked people's bodies and made them feel indescribably comfortable.
Qingyun couldn't help but lean towards the ice furnace.
The emperor sat down, and when he saw Qingyun eager to lie on the ice stove, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile, and then coughed lightly.
Qingyun immediately stood up, stepped forward in small steps, and said, "I don't know if the emperor is looking for Qingyun, what is there to hand over to Qingyun?" β
Grandpa Sun stood beside the emperor, and a little father-in-law brought tea, and Grandpa Sun held it with both hands and handed it to the emperor.
The emperor picked up the teacup, lifted the lid of the teacup, gently played with it, and said, "I heard that you have a relationship with the lord of Linlang?" β
The emperor had every opportunity, Baba came to her, and there was something for her to do, but he mentioned the county lord of Linlang, obviously what he wanted her to do was related to the county lord of Linlang, but he didn't know what it was?
Qingyun nodded her head and said, "I met with Lord Linlang in Qixia Temple. β
The emperor picked up the tea cup in his hand, took a sip, and put it down, "The marriage between the East Wangfu and the Xingguo Mansion was given by the Queen Mother. The lord of Linlang is clamoring to withdraw from the marriage, have you heard about this? β
Qingyun still nodded.
The whole of Kyoto knew about such a big thing, so how could she not have heard of it. It's just the emperor, can you get to the point?
Qingyun was slandered in her heart, and only listened to the emperor continue, "I hope you can help Lord Linlang withdraw from his family." β
Qingyun was stunned when she heard it, on her delicate and delicate face. There was a big word in confusion.
Did she hear that the emperor actually handed over the matter of the resignation of the county lord of Linlang to her, does she have so much power?
Your Majesty, you look up to me like this, I'm under a lot of pressure.
Qingyun hurriedly shook her head, and said with some trepidation, "Your Majesty, this matter is too difficult, Qingyun can't do it, let's talk about it." You are the emperor, and the lord of Linlang wants to withdraw from his family, so you have permission to do so. β
Qingyun refused, the emperor was not surprised, and his face did not show displeasure and disappointment, he smiled, "I don't want to embarrass you, but this matter is entrusted to you, and it was your grandfather, Mrs. Jiang, who recommended you." β
Qingyun, "......." β
No way. This huge pit was dug for her by her grandfather?
Although she didn't go to Jiang's house to greet her grandfather for so many days, she couldn't cause her such a big trouble.
However, even if her grandfather helped her do this. Qingyun didn't plan to take it, she was full of food and support, she had nothing to do, she shook her head, and was about to speak, but the emperor raised his hand and said. "This matter is settled, the sooner the family retreats, the better."
When Qingyun came to his mouth, he was stuck in his throat like this, he couldn't go up or down, and his face was red.
The emperor shook his head and smiled.
He opened the drawer and pulled out a scroll from it.
Father-in-law Sun hurriedly took it and sent it to Qingyun.
Qingyun's eyes widened again, afraid of a pit, she didn't dare to answer, only asked weakly, "What is this?" β
The cautious and cautious appearance, there was a black line on the emperor's forehead, "The rules of the Great Jin Dynasty, after the eldest son of the emperor gets married, he must take the princess to worship his ancestors with me, you have to dance, during this time, you must practice this dance, and you must not slack off." β
Hearing that it was dance music, Qingyun's cheeks were slightly red, and she quickly reached out to take it, but she was a little apprehensive in her heart.
She is not good at dancing, especially when she is about to get married, and there are still a bunch of people waiting for her to heal......
In a cautious spirit, Qingyun asked, "What if I can't dance well?" β
The emperor frowned, and the four blurted out with the words Yan sΓΉ, "There is no case." β
Qingyun, "......." β
"Stand down," the emperor picked up the fold and flipped through it.
Qingyun felt that the painting shaft in her hand weighed a thousand catties.
She silently withdrew from the imperial study, looking at the sun in the sky, and felt a little gray.
A father-in-law took them out of the palace.
Halfway through, he met Chu Bei head-on, or Chu Bei knew that Qingyun had entered the palace and came to look for her.
However, after touching the ash of his nose, Qingyun looked at him with some annoyance, "Why don't you tell me that when I worship my ancestors, I want to dance?" β
Then, Chu Bei was surprised, "You don't know? β
Qingyun, "......." β
I know your sister, I don't know!
Qingyun was annoyed, but she couldn't say it, who made her lose common sense.
"The second lady didn't teach you?" Chu Bei asked.
Qingyun pouted, the second lady taught everything, but the royal sacrifices and imperial ceremonies were not taught.
Qingyun was silent, she threw the scroll in her hand to Chu Bei, and said, "I'm so big, I haven't danced yet." β
Chu Bei, "....... β
In his eyes, Qingyun is a piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs, and dancing girls are all connected, so even if she doesn't say dancing, it is not difficult to call her on the stage temporarily, but Qingyun said that she has never danced.
Chu Bei looked at the painting scroll in his arms, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "The dance that my father picked for you?" β
Qingyun hummed heavily, "Fortunately, the emperor is not as unreliable as you, otherwise on the day of the sacrifice, I will lose your royal face." β
Chu Bei was a little puzzled, he had never heard that there was a designated dance music for the sacrificial dance, didn't it all depend on people's hearts?
Curious, Chu Bei opened the painting scroll.
From top to bottom, Chu Bei looked carefully.
He has read a lot of books, and he knows a thing or two about all the common dance music.
But the painting on the scroll is very unfamiliar to him.
Slowly unfold, to the end.
His brow furrowed.
Qingying leaned aside, glanced at it, then her eyes widened, pointed to the scroll, and said in surprise, "Why did it get dirty?" β
Qingyun was wiping the beads of sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief, and when she heard Qingying say this, she also came to Chu Bei's side.
Looking at the end of the scroll, where the dancing posture should have been drawn, it turned out to be a black cloud with ink, and it was impossible to see what was drawn.
Qingyun was speechless, "Did the emperor give me the wrong scroll?" β
A dance music, one less dance posture, it's not complete.
How can the sacrificial dance be incomplete, it is too disrespectful to the ancestors and ancestors, right?
Chu Bei rolled up the scroll and handed it to Qing Yun and said, "Normally, my father doesn't care about these little things, but since he reminded him, there must be something strange about this dance music." (To be continued.) )