Chapter Seventy-Three: Writing and Practicing Calligraphy

"This is true, the emperor has been very busy recently, and he will be busy when the New Year is approaching." Yao Chuxi said.

Jiang Liu was a little angry when he heard this, and said, "Little master, you don't know, that Deng Cairen mentioned you in a disrespectful manner, saying that the emperor is busy with government affairs, but he goes to Yingxue Pavilion to see you all day long." ”

Luo Xue rolled her eyes when she heard this, "Who is our little master?" How does she compare to the little master? I really take myself seriously. ”

Jiang Liu echoed and said, "Who said it wasn't? The girl also said that she was going to move to Yingxue Pavilion. ”

Luo Xue snorted and laughed, "Then it's useless for her to talk to Manager Ji, mention it to the emperor, if the emperor agrees, then our little master won't say a word, and the people in the entire Yingxue Pavilion will welcome her!" ”

Yao Chuxi only smiled faintly, and ate breakfast without saying a word.

Before the lunch hour arrived, the matter of Wanmo Pavilion fermented even more.

That Deng Cairen looked in the mirror and said that he was broken, and took the palace maid to Ban Cainu's residence to scold her, looking like an old woman in the countryside.

Ban Cainu didn't get used to her, and threw something out for them.

Ji Linghai had no choice but to go to Wanmo Pavilion again, temporarily grounding the two of them in their respective residences.

Originally, not so many people knew about the morning's events, but after such a fuss, the entire back garden and the harem were well known.

Looking at a lot of excitement, many people ignored the love of the sisters in the past, and all the gangs went to the door of Wanmo Pavilion to hang around, as if the usual sisters and sisters were screaming in vain.

Originally, they also wanted to join in the fun, but they were stopped by Yao Chuxi. Not only Yao Chuxi, but Han Shanggong also disagreed with them going.

"It's okay for people to make a little fuss, what kind of system is it for you to be a palace maid to watch the excitement?"

Luoxue had to pout and go back to serve his master.

When Jiang Liu went to get lunch, he deliberately went around to the door of Wanmo Pavilion, and the two women in the hall were still shouting and scolding, even if they were not in the same room, they couldn't stop the anger of the two.

At this time, the people in front of Wanmo Pavilion had not dispersed, and Jiang Liu saw a few familiar ones, like Luo Meiren, Cao Meiren, Xia Cairen, Jia Cairen, Li Cainu, and Zhou Cainu.

Since the last time Chang Mingge Zhao Cairen was grounded after having a miscarriage, this is the first time Jiang Liu has seen Li Cainu.

Zhao Cairen was grounded, Li Cainu's life was not easy, and she almost lost the possibility of being favored forever, and the inner palace eunuch dared to deduct her on the surface.

Seeing her this time, it was the same as before, basically unchanged, and at this moment she was at the door of Wanmo Pavilion, planning to squeeze forward.

Jiang Liu didn't have a good impression of her, and watched these people huddle in front of the door of Wanmo Pavilion chattering, and went to the dining room to get food.

Yuan Shaoyu saw him coming, walked over with a smile and talked to him, saying that the emperor ordered him to make breakfast for Yao Meiren in the morning, and specially ordered him to make it more delicate and delicious.

Jiang Liu also smiled, "The master is loved by the emperor, that is the blessing of the master, and Mr. Yuan will work harder for you." ”

"That's nature." Yuan Shaoyu waved his hand, "Drink some water, I've made some new snacks here, you can taste them later." ”

"Mr. Xie." Jiang Liu took the water bowl handed by Yuan Shaoyu and sat on the stool next to the wall.

"Jiang Liu, have you heard about the matter of Houyuan Wanmo Pavilion?" Yuan Shaoyu asked.

Jiang Liuyi became energetic when he heard this: "Boss, you are asking the right person what you said." ”

Yuan Shaoyu handed the work in his hand to the apprentice to do, and took out a stool from under the table and sat down.

"I heard that Deng Cairen raised a cat, about more than a year, I don't know what is going on for a while, Ban Cainu was scratched by it when he teased it, but Deng Cairen didn't have the heart to apologize at all, thinking that his rank was higher than her, so he really angered Bancainu, and the two fought, and no one caught good fruit to eat." Jiang Liu said briefly.

"You." Yuan Shaoyu squinted his eyes and smiled, his fingers clicked Jiang Liu twice, and pushed the water bowl in front of him again, "You know that it's still not as much as me." ”

"Oh?" Jiang Liu asked, "Does Manager Yuan know anything else?" ”

Yuan Shaoyu nodded, "The two of them have never dealt with each other, last year Deng Cairen went to the Taihe Hall to accompany him, just that time, and he was never summoned by the emperor again." ”

"What's the matter with the Ban Cai girl?"

Yuan Shaoyu smiled again: "I don't know, right?" That class of Cainu is not a fuel-efficient lamp, do you think, how dare she do it with her knowing that her position is not higher than Deng Cairen? ”

"That's what the manager said." Jiang Liuying said peacefully.

Yuan Shaoyu continued, "It has been five or six years since Ban Cainu entered the palace, and she has been favored before, but it is not long, just for a while. Later, Deng Cairen entered the palace and lived with her, she saw that she was younger and more beautiful than her, and she was naturally jealous, and she lived together in the east hall and the west hall, so it was naturally not difficult to make a little trip. ”

"But she didn't make a stumbling block, how do you know?"

"Of course I don't know." Yuan Shaoyu continued, "When Deng Cairen went to the Taihe Hall for the second time, she inexplicably had a stomach trouble on the dragon bed, if it wasn't for the palace people to send her back to Wanmo Pavilion in time, maybe she would have been disgusted with the emperor." ”

Jiang Liu nodded as he listened.

"Later, some people suspected that the food we did in the dining room was not good, and Deng Cairen had a stomach upset, but others don't know, but I know that Deng Cairen went to the Taihe Hall to accompany me, where did I dare to cook bad food for her?"

"You're right."

"At that time, I secretly investigated, before going to the Taihe Palace, Ban Cainu entered Deng Cairen's room, if it wasn't for the dereliction of duty in the dining room, she would be the only one."

It turned out that the contradiction between the two of them had to be traced back to a year ago. Ban Cainu's eyes were red and Deng Cairen was favored, and she took a laxative that would make her stomach upset in her food, and Deng Cairen had no possibility of being favored.

It's really a woman's heart, a needle under the sea, and this means can be figured out.

Jiang Liu sighed deeply and returned to Yingxue Pavilion with the prepared lunch.

Not long after arriving at Yingxue Pavilion, the emperor also arrived, and it seemed that he was here to come to Yingxue Pavilion for lunch.

By this time the weather was already warmer than in the morning, and the sun was always warmer than usual when it rose and shone on me.

The emperor got off the royal roll, Yao Chuxi came out of the east hall with the hand of the falling rain, and Han Shanggong also came out of the east hall.

"Come inside, it's windy outside." The emperor took Yao Chuxi's hand and said.

Today, the emperor is wearing a blue-gray robe, a dark cloak outside, a pair of thick-soled cotton boots under his feet, and a golden dragon embroidered on the upper.

"The sun is just right at this time, and the concubine is a little tired of practicing calligraphy, and I was thinking about taking a walk, so you came." Yao Chuxi raised his little face and looked at him and said.

Seeing that she is in a good mood now, the emperor can be regarded as relieved.

After entering the house, what came into view was a few calligraphy sheets on the square table, and a few brushes were placed messily on the table, and it seemed that there were several people practicing calligraphy here.

Yao Chuxi noticed that the emperor was looking at the notebook on the table, and immediately panicked, "Your Majesty... The concubine's handwriting is not good-looking, so I thought about practicing it, but I haven't cleaned it up yet. ”

She said as she walked over to the square table, intending to clean up.

And the emperor was interested at the moment, and took her hand behind her, "Didn't you say that you practice?" What about four brushes? ”

Yao Chuxi hesitated for a while, turned his head to look at Han Shanggong, and said slowly, "I don't know a few words in the rain and snow, the concubines have taught them a little before, but there are not many concubines." ”

The emperor sat on the low couch and looked at Yao Chuxi quietly.

She continued, "There are many meetings in Han Shanggong, and the concubine wants her to teach them a lesson, but who knows that she is interested in this teaching, and she also practices with them. ”

The emperor tore through a notebook, on which was written a poem.

The writing is not good-looking, but how to say it, it is not ugly, it is very ordinary, the tip of the pen is relatively light, it is obvious that it has not been written for a few years, and the wrists and fingers do not have much strength.

The handwriting on the other notebook is beautiful, and at a glance you know that it is a practitioner's character.

"This is from Han Shang Palace?" The emperor asked.

Yao Chuxi nodded, her attention was all on the book of her own handwritten book in the emperor's hand.

The emperor looked at the other two notebooks, how to describe the handwriting? The emperor frowned and looked at it for a long time, but it could only be said that it was horizontal and vertical, and there were several words with many strokes that were pasted together, and it was black, and it was impossible to see what the words were.

"These two books are from the rain, in fact, the concubines watched them write well, but they have to practice often." Yao Chuxi explained for them.

The emperor nodded, put Yao Chuxi's notebook on the table, and looked at Luoyu, "Let's set the meal." ”

Luoyu agreed, and led the people to immediately clean up the calligraphy and brushes on the table, and quickly set up lunch.

After eating, the emperor asked Luo Yu to get the notebook.

"Your Majesty, what are you?" Yao Chuxi asked a little puzzled.

"Don't you want to practice calligraphy?" The emperor picked up the brush and dipped it in ink gently, "I practice calligraphy, the handwriting should be no worse than Han Shanggong, come, I will teach you." ”

Yao Chuxi sat down next to the emperor and took the brush handed to her by the emperor.

"This finger is in the wrong place." The emperor walked around from behind Yao Chuxi with one hand, and in front of Yao Chuxi with one hand, and gently guided the posture of her fingers with both hands.

Yao Chuxi felt that his face was red, and his left hand subconsciously touched his cheek.

"How?" The emperor looked down at her, "It's hot?" ”

"No..." Yao Chuxi immediately put down his left hand and refocused on the brush.

"I learned this poem when I was young, and I still remember it vividly."

Yao Chuxi was distracted by the emperor's words, and he peeked at the emperor.

His chin was resting on Yao Chuxi's shoulder, and his eyes were focused on the notebook on the table.

Yao Chuxi's hand was tender and small, and the emperor's hand wrapped her little hand just right.

After only writing two notes, Yao Chuxi felt that her wrists were sore, which was completely different from when Han Shanggong taught her.

She almost collapsed in the emperor's arms.

And the emperor let her lean on himself, smelling the fragrance coming from her.

She never smoked incense, and the emperor smelled it carefully, as if it was her own body fragrance.