47. Beauty in the painting (2)
"Don't bother too much, just make a few side dishes. Your third lady is recovering from a serious illness, remember to do it lightly. Princess Yiyang instructed herself.
"Villain, go...... Look. Mo'er replied stubbornly.
When a princess comes to the house, it is natural for the hosts to accompany her.
For a long time, Miss San's impression on outsiders is very shallow, and the recent marriage with the British government reminded everyone of her all of a sudden. At this time, she suddenly said that she couldn't come forward, and she really couldn't find a reasonable reason.
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"Come to Shun, you also go to find Miss Four. There are several large inns, teahouses, calligraphy and painting workshops in Dongcheng...... Don't leave a family out! β
"Cui Da, you go to the Yulin Guard to find the eldest prince, just say...... said that the fourth lady ran out to see Wei Gongzi! β
"Xiaofeng, you go to Jingzhao Yin Mansion to find Li Wugongzi, and tell him that Princess Yiyang is a guest at home, and he is in a hurry, so please ask him to help find the second son."
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Half of the family was sent out to find helpers, and the other half were all driven to the kitchen to work.
"Say that the third lady has a recurrence of her old illness."
"No, what if the princess is going to visit the sick?!"
"Then I can't find the third lady for a while......"
"No, no, the princess will think that the third lady deliberately avoided it! If you blame it, you'll be in trouble! β
"That'...... Said to go to a relative's house. β
"No, I didn't say it in the morning, and it's too fake to say it now!"
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Su Xiaozhou walked all the way from the outer courtyard to the inner hall, only to find the messy mothers and servants in the back kitchen.
"What's going on at home? Not even a gatekeeper. It's delicious, busy making lunch? As she spoke, she took a piece of golden soufflΓ© from the tray in Qi's mother's hand.
Focusing on making excuses, neither Qi's mother nor Mo'er noticed that a person "fell from the sky".
Originally, they were all taken aback, and when they saw that it was the "second son", the old and the young almost knelt directly on the ground.
Mo'er grabbed her, as if she was afraid that she would run away, and hurriedly said, "Little ...... Little boy, you're back! Miss Fourth is right, Li Wugongzi is reliable, and he got you back so quickly! "When I stretched out my head to look for it, I didn't see my aunt-to-be come back with the young lady.
Su Xiaozhou didn't know why, pointed to the smoke and fire that came out of the kitchen and said, "So many people are busy!" The eldest brother has been on duty recently, and the younger sister said that she was going out in the morning, and I didn't have lunch at home. It's a bit urgent, change your clothes and leave, don't bother too much. β
"Childe-" Mo'er grabbed her stiffly, "the eyebrows are burned, you can't go!" β
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hurriedly changed into a long skirt, and before he had time to dress up carefully, Su Xiaozhou was dragged to the inner hall by the ducks on the shelves to entertain guests.
However, I searched inside and out, but I didn't see the so-called Princess Yiyang.
"Maybe it's been too long for the princess to come home on her own?" She was preoccupied with her own business.
"No......"
Mo'er suddenly stomped her foot, "Not good! The princess may have gone to the fourth lady's study! β
"Little Sister's ...... Den? β
"Third Miss! Your ...... It is said to be a deadly painting...... Last year, the fourth lady studied in the middle of the night, and it was placed on the study case! β
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ran all the way to Su Lanyan's courtyard, and it had already become Su Xiaozhou dragging Mo'er and Qi's mother.
"Bang-"
The three of them rushed into the study, and sure enough, Princess Yiyang was here, enjoying an unfolded picture scroll with great interest. is good to die or not, it is the disgraceful "Autumn Begonia Falling Yingtu".
Finished!
Su Xiaozhou's brain buzzed, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be stagnant.
Mo'er pushed her from behind and said loudly: "Your Royal Highness Princess, the third young lady of my family is here!" β
Before his mood calmed down, Su Xiaozhou hurriedly saluted, "Little girl Su Wanqing, meet Her Royal Highness the Princess." β
Princess Yiyang turned her head, looked at her carefully for a long time, nodded with a smile and said, "Miss Su San doesn't need to be polite. A few years ago, I met Brother Ling in the court, and your brother and sister really look alike. Some people in the palace often say that Brother Ling is a boy and a girl, and the same appearance is born in a woman, so heroic and bright. β
"The princess is ridiculous."
Su Xiaozhou took a deep breath and said carefully: "I often hear my little sister talk about the princess and praise you for your elegance. It's a privilege to see you today. The hour is not early, and the house has prepared a little thin food, so please ask the princess to move to the inner hall for dinner. β
"Hey, there's no hurryβ"
Princess Yiyang beckoned to her, "Come and see, Lan Yan's painting has really made great progress in moving the brush, and the old kung fu is also first-class." If she hadn't deliberately exposed such a big horse's feet, I would have thought it was the real thing! However, this girl is also bold, and she dares to fall into the name of the teacher, and I have to talk about her when I go back. β
Fortunately, the princess is not confident enough......
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Su Xiaozhou breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't blame the princess, the little sister herself is also weak-hearted." Otherwise, I wouldn't have hidden the painting in the study and didn't dare to take it out. β
As soon as she raised her eyes, Princess Yiyang was still looking at the painting, bowing her head slightly, looking very appreciative.
She couldn't help but be a little worried, if Princess Yiyang liked it too much, it would be troublesome to take the painting away. I can only hope that the princess is filial piety enough, for the sake of the name of the teacher, don't give birth to the idea of collecting this painting.
While she was worried, she carefully observed the princess's expression, and the other party frowned slightly from time to time, and there seemed to be a trace of regret in her love.
"This painting is good. The fly in the ointment is ...... The beauty standing under the tree looked too sad, and her movements were a little weird. Autumn beans fall, beauty sorrow, it's hard to imagine that Lan Yan's little girl who has not left the pavilion painted the ......," Princess Yiyang muttered.
When she said this, the maidservant girl who was helping to exhibit the painting, Mo'er and Mother Qi, who were standing by the door, all showed the same unbelievable expressions as Su Xiaozhou.
There's only one tree on the painting, where is the beauty?!
"Gong ...... Princesses, beauties...... Where is it? Her personal handmaid asked tremblingly.
Princess Yiyang's slender fingertips pointed to the blank space of the scroll, "Oh, it's here!" β
Su Xiaozhou's eyes widened, but he still only saw a blank space.
This kind of seeing things that others can't see without the help of any external force can only be explained as talented.
Gifted, usually based on blood ties......
The painting was made by Yan Sikong, what is the special connection between Princess Yiyang and him?
She suddenly breathlessed, and a thought crossed her mind.
Princess Yiyang's mother, Concubine Xiao Shufei, was the queen of the Southern Liang royal family; Yan Sikong's mother was Princess Qingdu, the daughter of Emperor Wu of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and her mother was also from the Xiao clan of the Southern Liang Dynasty. In this way, Yan Sikong and Princess Yiyang really have a half-star blood relationship.
There is something hidden in the painting that ordinary people can't see!
Since the painting was customized by His Majesty Gaozu, the content must also be what he requested. This "beauty" hidden by Yan Sikong and the secret behind her may be related to the theft of the imperial tomb.
Thinking of this, she couldn't take much of it, and hurriedly said, "Princess, can I bother you with one thing?" β