The wind blows, the branches and leaves rub, the cicadas chirp and the birds chirp, and even Xu Hui's breathing close at hand can be heard clearly; The sun is warm but not strong, and the fragrance of flowers and plants makes people feel cool and comfortable.

It took a long time for His Majesty Li Er to open his eyes, see Xu Hui standing beside him gently, couldn't help but smile, patted Xu Hui's little hand gently, and rubbed it lovingly.

Xu Hui smiled and said, "Xiaolang also gave Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang a Trojan horse, Her Royal Highness liked it very much, and hurriedly moved to Jinyang Palace to play." ”

His Majesty Li Er chuckled, knowing that he was late and didn't see his beloved daughter, he asked casually, "Trojan Horse?" Like this chair, can it be rocked back and forth? ”

"yes!" Xu Hui nodded and said, "The concubine asked the palace people of Jinyang Palace to take care of it, don't let His Highness shake too violently." ”

"The concubine has a heart." His Majesty Li Er was very relieved and grateful, but said a little helplessly: "This rocking chair is good, I feel soothed and peaceful after sitting for a while." It's just that it's better to put it in the palace of the concubine! ”

Xu Hui knew this, and secretly rejoiced, thanking his younger brother for giving him more opportunities to get close to His Majesty and be favored.

This rocking chair is comfortable, and it is also quite interesting to entertain yourself and relax with the concubines in the harem.

But if it is placed in the court, even if it is the Taiji Palace in the office, it is not solemn enough, and it is inevitable that there will be officials. Especially Uncle Wei of the Ancient Mirror Mirror, he must be talking about it again.

Therefore, His Majesty Li Er was afraid of nagging, so he had to put the rocking chair in Bingxia Palace. Of course, it is also a fact that Xu Hui is favored.

It was past noon and the temperature was rising. Xu Hui took the group fan, gave His Majesty Li Er the wind, and talked about poetry and painting.

The fan originated in China, first appeared in the Yin Dynasty, made of colorful pheasant feathers, called "barrier fan", so there is a "feather" in the word "fan".

At that time, the fan was not used to fan the wind to cool down, but as a shade and shelter from the sand when the emperor went out to patrol. It wasn't until after the Western Han Dynasty that fans began to be used for cooling.

The feather fan is soft and soft, and it does not enter the body. Later, most of them changed the feather fan into silk, silk, silk and other fabrics in order to embellish embroidery paintings.

A bright moon-shaped fan is called a "fan" or "group fan", also called a "acacia fan". The fan surface of the group fan is often embroidered with landscape flowers, or inscribed poems to paint, and the style is gorgeous.

The boudoir ladies crank the fan, and the breeze comes slowly, which can not only add to the elegant and quiet demeanor of the owner, but also reflect the innocent and lively personality of women.

His Majesty Li Er's eyes were slightly open, looking at the green leaves on his head, listening to the chirping of cicadas, and he was very intoxicated and comfortable in the swaying and the fragrant wind that came slowly.

"Your Majesty, look at this fan." Xu Hui suddenly remembered something and said with a smile.

His Majesty Li Er didn't pay attention to it, there was a painting on the fan, he thought it was an ordinary lady's picture. When Xu Hui asked, he reached out and took it and looked at it carefully.

It's not wrong to say that it is a lady's picture, a young girl on it is dressed in a high bun, curling Nana, holding a branch of flowers, and is chuckling and inserting it into her sideburns. Next to the figure, there are clusters of flowers.

However, His Majesty Li Er looked at it carefully, but found that this painting was different from the traditional picture of a lady, and this palace girl looked very much like Xu Hui.

The early development stage of ladies' paintings was the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, and the women depicted were mainly ancient virtuous women and fairies in myths and legends.

Because they are all women who are far away from real life and have idealized colors, the painter is most concerned about how to show off the inner spiritual temperament of women through the expression of their external shapes, from which we can also see the typical Wei and Jin beauties with skinny and clear images and ancient demeanor.

To put it bluntly, a painting style like Xu Qilin, who strives to resemble each other and has some characteristics of anime characters, can be said to be extremely innovative in the Tang Dynasty.

"This, this is Aifei?" His Majesty Li Er looked at the eyebrows, eyes, and figure of the beautiful woman in the painting, and commented: "These eyes are inevitably too big. Still, the painting is very similar. ”

Xu Hui covered her mouth and smiled, and said: "The concubine also feels that her eyes are a little bigger, I don't know why my Xiaolang paints like this." However, I still like it when I look at it. ”

His Majesty Li Er laughed and said, "It must be that Xiaolang loves you, so he paints so brightly." After a pause, he exclaimed again: "With more hard practice, I don't think I'm worse than a court painter." ”

Xu Hui listened to His Majesty's appreciation, was happy in his heart, and said: "Your Majesty still remembers the poem that Xiaolang made a few days ago, right?" ”

His Majesty Li Er nodded and said, "It's the sentence 'clouds want clothes, flowers want to look', it is indeed a rare good poem." Why, he held back a few more words? ”

"Your Majesty—" Xu Huijiao said angrily, "Why are you arranging the slave family like this?" ”

His Majesty Li Er smiled heartily, waved his hand and said, "I am a little mean, Concubine Ai doesn't have to care." ”

Xu Hui laughed twice and took out a piece of paper, on which were two lines of poetry, but the first word of the second sentence was empty, and there was a text description under the poem.

His Majesty Li Er unfolded his view, first looked at these four lines of poetry, and recited in his mouth: "The clouds want to wear clothes and flowers, and the wind blows Revlon." ”

Groaning and savoring, His Majesty Li Er smiled, bowed his head slightly, and praised: "Good poems, good sentences." Reading these two sentences, the beauty of the concubine is lifelike, beautiful and vulgar. If it is not a loved one, it is difficult to write such a good sentence. ”

Xu Hui smiled warmly and movingly, and said in a warbler voice: "It's just that Xiaolang has been thinking about it for a long time, but he can't decide on a word." Your Majesty will know what is his difficulty after reading it? ”

His Majesty Li Er glanced at ten lines, and after reading it, as a poet, he couldn't help but think about it, "In summer, it's almost audible to put together a warm word." It's just — it doesn't seem very pertinent. The wind seems to be too lazy; Incense - a bit cheesy. ”

After pondering for a long time, His Majesty Li Er's eyes lit up and said, "It's better to use the breeze." There are clouds, flowers, and dew in front of it, and the breeze does not show traces. ”

"Ahh Xu Hui stroked his palm in agreement and said with a smile: "Xiaolang hesitated, and the concubine was also undecided. Your Majesty's word 'Qing' can be described as a jewel, and there is no other word to replace. ”

His Majesty Li Er smiled, proud in his heart, but still pretended to be reserved, "There must be something more appropriate, how dare you say that there is no substitute?" ”

After Xu Hui finished complimenting, he didn't say any more, asked the palace people to take the pen and ink, and asked His Majesty Li Er to write the inscription on the group fan with a smile.

His Majesty Li Er did not allow this small request, and he put up a pen and ink, but when he saw that the area of the fan was small, he groaned slightly, and then picked up the pen and wrote.

Xu Hui was overjoyed, flicked his sleeves and fanned the wind to make the ink dry quickly, looked at the flying white cursive, and praised sincerely: "Your Majesty's flying white body is alone in the world, watching it like a meteor crossing the sky, and like a cliff and waterfall flying longitudinally, which is breathtaking." ”