At the end of the palace banquet in a lively and cheerful atmosphere, it was past the time (nine o'clock in the evening), and when the wine was hot, Zhu Youlang couldn't wait to see his wife Queen Wang.

When he came to the harem, the queen who had received the news in advance was busy preparing to welcome him in front of the palace gate, and when he saw that the car was about to arrive in front of him, he hurriedly smiled and said: "The concubine is here to greet the holy car, congratulations to Your Majesty on the thief Ping Zhen Brigade and the triumphant return to the palace." ”

Zhu Youlang looked at his wife in front of him, but saw that his eyes were bright and his face was radiant, and he was no longer worried. The long green silk was pulled into a high bun, with some golden hairpins inserted between the hair, wearing a light plain armor, the exposed neck was like white cream, and his heart couldn't help but move, and he smiled and said: "The royal wife quickly flattens." ”

Queen Wang twisted her delicate body, like a weak willow standing there, the breeze softly blew the cloak behind her, fluttering gently, straight like a fairy, Zhu Youlang stepped forward and hugged her waist, and the two hugged each other and walked to the palace.

Entering the hall, a warmth greeted me. Zhu Youlang found a chair and sat down steadily.

Queen Wang bit her lip lightly and said, "Your Majesty has been on the expedition these days, but the concubine body is worried. ”

Seeing the frightened look on Queen Wang's face, Zhu Youlang smiled, and his tone was full of confidence: "The royal wife doesn't have to worry, I have everything in my heart, you see, aren't I going back to Xingdu safely and securely now, those two tartars in Huguang are just some clowns who jump off the beam, and they can't threaten my life." ”

"In this case, the concubine is relieved." Queen Wang stretched out her little hand and stroked Zhu Youlang's handsome face, and said with some pity: "The emperor has lost weight again." ”

Zhu Youlang held the back of Queen Wang's hand and chuckled: "After many months of fighting outside, it is normal to sleep in the open air, and to lose weight." ”

"No matter when and where, please ask the emperor to focus on the dragon body."

"I see."

Zhu Youlang smiled and diverted the topic: "Royal wife, I heard Yang Banban say that the imperial wife has been painting recently, but is there such a thing?" Have you ever had a Mobao for me to see? ”

Queen Wang's face was slightly blushing, and she said with a smile: "The concubine has nothing to do, but follow the harem master to scribble a few strokes to relieve boredom, where can it be a painting?" ”

Zhu Youlang smiled and said: "Don't be too humble with your royal wife, if you have Mobao, you might as well show it to me and watch it!" ”

"Since Your Majesty insists on seeing the concubine's graffiti, the concubine is so that the emperor will be disgraced."

Queen Wang raised her hand, walked out of the middle of a few palace maids, came to Zhu Youlang knelt on one knee in front of him, unfolded a horizontal axis, only to see a few blooming peonies on it, the peony flowers are very bright, very prosperous, bright colors, fine with the pen, lifelike painting, Zhu Youlang looked at it, and couldn't help laughing: "How long has the imperial wife learned to paint?" ”

"From the age of Ji Xuan, it is intermittent, and it is estimated that it has been four or five years."

"Very good, the royal wife is really smart and skillful, she can draw such a fine brush in just a few years, she is really smart!"

When Queen Wang heard the emperor's praise like this, she couldn't help but blush, looked at Zhu Youlang with a smile, and said in a charming voice: "Thank you for the emperor's praise, I feel honored that the work of the concubine's graffiti can win the emperor's blue eyes." ”

These two palace maids scrolled away, and there were two palace maids over there, unfolding a vertical scroll, and a peony picture, but this peony is mostly pink, and the background of the flower is a slim lotus flower, with buds to be released, a few pieces of turquoise lotus leaves float on the water surface, the whole painting is fresh and elegant, like a fresh breeze, and there are four words in the upper left corner of the inscription "rich lotus seeds".

Zhu Youlang high-fived and said: "Okay, this one seems to have more charm than the previous one!" Although I am a layman, I also see the chic of this painting, which not only shows the wealth of the peony, but also shows the freshness and elegance of the lotus. ”

Queen Wang smiled slightly, did not speak, and looked at Zhu Youlang with her eyes.

The last painting surprised Zhu Youlang, it was a horizontal axis, there was a peony on the painting, only a flower and a flower bud, the flower seemed to be open, green, the bud had just grown, it was very delicate, the picture was thick and light, sparse and dense, very windy, and inscribed four lines of poetry in the upper right corner:

The avenue is always straight and oblique;

Look at Zhu Chengbi and by it.

Let's say Luoyang Chun Somo;

Peonies refuse to bloom.

The writing is not very good, but it is very interesting, with that painting, giving people a fresh and elegant feeling, Zhu Youlang looked at it again and again, shook his head for a while, nodded again for a while, and finally sighed: "It's really good, the royal wife's painting skills are superb, the artistic conception of this third painting is really far-reaching, I can see it as if I understand it, it seems to have a Taoist taste, not vulgar, not vulgar." ”

Queen Wang smiled lightly and said, "Your Majesty has praised it falsely, and the concubine is ashamed." ”

After receiving the emperor's praise, the queen was in a very good mood, and her interest gradually increased, her cheeks became redder, and she smiled coquettishly: "Your Majesty has been tired of saddle horses for several months, why don't you play a song again as a concubine to relieve your majesty's fatigue?" ”

"I can't ask for it!"

Queen Wang walked to the center of the bedroom with small steps, took off the cloak and coat behind her, revealing the light plain armor inside, the high and bulging breasts, the slender figure, the beautiful lines, and the posture of a mature young woman at a glance.

After the palace people took the yaoqin, she sat upright and played it gently, and the first song she played was the song of tomorrow created by Qian Fu, the champion of the Ming Dynasty.

The song says: Tomorrow after tomorrow, how many tomorrows.

Every day waits for tomorrow, and everything comes to pass.

The suffering of the world is tired of tomorrow, and tomorrow is infinitely old.

The water flows eastward towards the dusk, and the ancient times fall westward.

How can a hundred years be tomorrow? Please listen to my song of tomorrow!

Since the advent of this "Song of Tomorrow" in the Tianshun period, it has been widely praised by the world and has endured.

In his works, the poet admonishes and exhorts people to firmly grasp the fleeting today, and that what can be done today must be done today, and not to pin any plans and hopes on the unknown tomorrow.

Today is the most precious, and only by firmly grasping today can we have a fulfilling tomorrow, make a difference, and achieve something.

Otherwise, "tomorrow after tomorrow," in the end, it will only end up with "everything is in vain", nothing can be accomplished, and there is no regret.

Therefore, whatever you do, you should keep in mind that everything starts today, everything starts now.

The poem is short in a few words, but the content is substantial, the language is fluent, and the interpretation is clear and clear, exhorting the lost people of the world to cherish every day and live in the present, be content and happy, and do not live tomorrow for their own selfish desires.

Zhu Youlang closed his eyes and listened, gradually infected by the beautiful rhythm of the queen, and his nervous mind that had been tense for months gradually relaxed, and his mouth unconsciously hummed with her, and his body moved with the rhythm.