Cining Hall of the Song Imperial Palace

The Song Palace has a characteristic, that is, the magnificent atmosphere is not as good as the Tang Palace, but its beauty and sophistication are far beyond the Tang Palace.

Cining Palace, Ciming Hall is the palace where the Empress Dowager of the Song Dynasty lives, of course, it is also the same, the colorful glazed is the tile, the white jade is the diaphragm, the vermilion lacquer gold nail gate, there is the dragon and phoenix flying cloud stone carving on the wall between the doors, there are several towering ancient trees around the Ciming Palace, the environment is extremely elegant and chic.

"Niangniang, are you safe today?" In the Cining Palace, Zhao Ji greeted him every day as usual, and came to the Cining Hall to visit the sick Empress Dowager Xiang.

But Zhao Ji asked three times in a row, but there was no response in the dormitory, so Zhao Ji looked at the door of the Queen Mother's dormitory with a puzzled probe.

After a while, a palace official walked out of the palace and whispered to Zhao Jifu: "Official, Niangniang has fallen asleep after taking the medicine." ”

This palace official is Shangshu Inner Province Shangsheng, specially responsible for the living of the Empress Dowager Xiang's family, surnamed Xi Qiaofang, with eyebrows like green feathers, muscles like snow, waist like bundles, teeth like shellfish, a winter dress is very suitable for wearing on the body, and it looks unusually beautiful.

"Little lady, why did the mother fall asleep so early?" Zhao Ji saw that this famous palace official looked pretty and cute, and at the same time, he suddenly smelled a refreshing aroma in his nose, so his heart moved, stepped forward, and asked almost against Xi Shangyu's body, and between his words, there was obviously a sense of ridicule.

The emperor's mourning period is twenty-seven months, so at this time it is still the mourning period of the first emperor Zhao Xu, and Zhao Ji is still mourning for Zhao Xu, and filial piety is still necessary in the harem.

During the emperor's mourning, there was a ban on drinking and feasting, a ban on concubines, abstinence, and so on, but even so, abstinence was impossible. Speaking of the three-year mourning period, if abstinence is required, most people will not be able to stand it, let alone Zhao Ji, a young man in his youth.

It's just that you Zhao Ji can indulge in lust in the palace, but you can't be too blatant and can't canonize concubines, otherwise you will be impeached and reprimanded by the Queen Mother.

Impeachment, Zhao Ji can ignore it, but Zhao Ji doesn't dare to ignore the Queen Mother Xiang's family.

And the Empress Dowager Xiang was like a tight spell, tightly bound to Zhao Ji's head.

Therefore, in the entire Song Dynasty, only Empress Dowager Xiang can restrain Emperor Zhao Ji of the Song Dynasty.

However, as long as Zhao Ji is not too blatant and does not canonize concubines with great fanfare, then Zhao Ji can still do whatever he wants in the harem.

Speaking of the emperor's secret things, who has eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall and talked nonsense outside? Even the historians, who claimed to be Zheng Zheng's ministers, did not dare to publicize the affairs between the emperor's beds, nor did they dare to waste too much ink on it.

For Zhao Ji, the merry son of heaven, the palace officials and palace maids have long been taught, and they are not surprised to see it, and at the same time, they can get the favor of the young and handsome young emperor, and they are secretly happy in their hearts.

"Official, Niang Niang today... Today... Before Xi Shangmei could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Ji.

"What's wrong with the mother?" Zhao Ji smiled and said: "Okay, it's still early today, I'll wait a while, wait for the mother to wake up, and then say hello." ”

"In that case, the official family, please come in!" When Xi Shangyu heard this, he respectfully invited Zhao Ji into a side room of the Cining Palace.

There are several charcoal braziers burning in the side room, and the room is also warm, just like spring.

Zhao Ji sat in the side room and waved his hand to let Xi Shangyu stand in front of him.

"Is it because of the matter of the Hanging Arch Palace?" Zhao Ji asked while unbuttoning Xi Shang's bed.

Zhao Ji knew in her heart that although the Empress Dowager Xiang was currently in charge of herself, what happened in the court would soon reach her ears, whether it was a big or small matter, no matter anything.

"Officer... Family... It is precisely because of this that the mother is connected today. Dinner... It's useless. Xi Shangyu didn't dare to move, let Zhao Ji take off his clothes, and replied slightly breathlessly.

The women in the entire harem, except for Zhao Ji's elders and the women who are related to him by blood, can be said to be his women, and Xi Shangyu is no exception, so how dare Xi Shangyu move? Don't even dare to show a hint of rejection or disgust, otherwise what awaits her will be a miserable fate.

At this time, Xi Shangyu had more expectations in his heart.

It's a great opportunity to take a step up to the top.

Although Xi Qiaofang is a provincial palace official in Shangshu at this time, and her status in the palace is much higher than that of ordinary palace maids, she is still a palace maid and a palace maid, and she has not yet become a "master".

"Well, what did the mother say?" Zhao Ji took off Xi Shang's clothes and asked while playing with her body.

"The mother only said two... Two sentences... I don't say much else... Xi Shangyu replied with some trembling.

There are several hot charcoal basins in the side room, although they are warm as spring, but winter has arrived at this time, so at this time, where can you not feel cold?

"What two words did you say?" Zhao Ji then asked.

"Niangniang said, 'When the mourning family is old, anyone can be bullied'." Xi Shangyu replied: "There is also a sentence that 'not only is the mourning family bullied, but even the mourning family is bullied'." ”

"Hmm... Zhao Ji nodded and said to Xi Shangyu when he heard this: "In the future, you can tell me directly, and I will not treat you badly in the future." ”

"Slaves obey ... Slave and maid bow and thank God... Official... Family... I.... I... I... Xi Shangyu's speech became more and more incoherent, I don't know if he was scared or because of other reasons...

"Don't move... Don't move ... Zhao Ji, who had already taken off his shirt, looked at Xi Shang's snow-like body, and suddenly had a whimsical idea or an inspiration flashed, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and said to Xi Shangyu again and again.

Zhao Ji suddenly "stopped", and suddenly Xi Shangmeng turned pale, standing in the side room tremblingly, looking at Zhao Ji inexplicably, not knowing what he wanted to do...

"Come on, get pen and ink, hurry!" Zhao Ji laughed, looked at Xi Shangmeng, who had already stripped off his clothes, and exclaimed.

Zhao Ji has painted on cloth, on paper, and even on the wall, on trees, etc., but he is not there... I have painted or mentioned words.

Compared with this, the joy of the bed is second, and Zhao Ji does not have such a "Yaxing" at this time.

The more Zhao Ji thought about it, the more excited he became, and kept urging the servants and palace maids who were serving on the side.

Under Zhao Ji's series of urgings, several little yellow doors crawled and grabbed pen, ink, paper, inkstones, paints, etc., and brought them into the side room.

Zhao Ji took the brush, and then splashed ink and painted on Xi Shangyu's body.

"Haha, it's been a long time since I've made such a satisfying painting... After a long time, Zhao Ji threw away his paintbrush, looked at a painting painted on Xi Shangyu's body with satisfaction, and laughed.

This painting was used by Zhao Ji with Li Sanjian's "raw painting" technique, and it was indeed painted vividly.

"Your Majesty, this painting can be described as a stroke of genius, but it is a fairy work!" Liang Shicheng, who was serving on the side, praised repeatedly.

"Oh, I haven't thought of the name of this painting for a while, why don't you give Liang Qing's family a name?" Zhao Ji glanced at Liang Shichengdao.

"Official, this... Liang Shicheng thought hard for a moment when he heard this, and then said, "Why don't you call it 'Cold Snow Plum'?" The official family, the slave and maid grew up in the palace and never read any books. . . ”

"Haha, 'Hanxue Lamei'?" Before Liang Shicheng's words fell, Zhao Ji interrupted with a laugh: "It's really yours, you can't think of it... However, the name of the painting is still good, and I will reward you a lot in the future. ”

"Slave and maid bow and thank God." Liang Shicheng was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked.

Xi Shangmei has been standing naked for a long time, not to mention being so frozen, that he was surrounded by Zhao Ji, Liang Shicheng and others.

Xi Shangyu was unusually ashamed and angry in his heart at the moment, and he wanted to die of shame and indignation, but he didn't dare to act rashly, and he didn't dare to cause Zhao Ji's unhappiness, so he just raised his head shyly and said to Zhao Ji: "Official, you are a slave... The slave is painted with such a fairy work.,But。。。 But slaves... I don't dare to wipe my body or take a bath... If the official's imperial pen is broken, the slave can't afford to pay for it. ”

Xi Shangyu was drafted into the palace at the age of eleven, and struggled in the palace for eight years before becoming a Shangyu palace official in the Song Imperial Palace.

In the past eight years, Xi Shangyu has learned a lot of things, knowing what to do, what not to do, what to say and what not to say.

At this time, if he is ashamed and angry, he says something that should not be said, which causes Zhao Ji to be disgusted, unhappy, and even arouses his anger, not only will he lose his previous efforts, but he may also be in a dangerous place, at least he will be beaten into the cold palace, and he will lose the opportunity to "get on top" forever.

The hard-won fragrance of the Western Regions has been used by Xi Shangyu recently.

Xi Shang's coquettish voice suddenly made Zhao Ji feel excited, and he was a little ready to move, but at this time, he would destroy such a "beautiful scenery"...

So Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment and then smiled: "Put on your clothes first, go back to the palace with me, I want to appreciate the 'Cold Snow Plum' today." ”

On a cold day, people will not freeze to death in order to appreciate the "masterpiece", right?

As for how to appreciate "Cold Snow Lamei", it is Zhao Ji's own business.

"Aren't you thankful yet?" Liang Shicheng glared at Xi Shang, who was standing in the side room, and said.

Zhao Ji's meaning is already very clear, and he already plans to include Xi Shangyu in the room, as for whether to canonize it, it depends on her performance, of course, the canonization must be after the mourning period of the first emperor Zhao Xu.

Although Xi Shangyu was a person in the Queen Mother's palace at this time, Zhao Ji asked the Queen Mother for a slave, which was not a matter of a word, and he didn't even need Zhao Ji to speak himself.

"Slave slave knock on God's grace." "Painting" kneels weakened, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"I should wash it, but I will paint it again in the future." Zhao Ji then said with a smile.

As soon as Zhao Ji said this, everyone immediately looked at each other.

Your Majesty, is he still addicted to painting?