Chapter 187: Homesickness

He put down his cup in his sleeve, put the wooden tray on the small table next to him, and squatted down to clean up the folds scattered all over the floor.

Huai Sleeve put the picked up fold on Kangxi's bookcase neatly, and saw that Kangxi's face was still slightly angry, and he smiled and whispered: "Long live Lord, drink tea to moisten your throat." ”

Kangxi sighed secretly, picked up the teacup, lightly thought about the tea, lifted the lid of the cup and was about to drink, seeing the wisps of rose-red mist floating on the clear tea soup, like shallow rouge floating in the cup, Kangxi couldn't help asking: "What kind of tea is this, why haven't I seen it on weekdays?" ”

Huai Sleeve explained: "This is not the tea in the Long Live Ye Imperial Tea House, I picked it to dry and sealed it in early summer, when the acacia flowers were in full bloom, and I sent most of it to the ancestors before, leaving a little." ”

Kangxi sniffed, the tea rhyme and fragrance were swirling, and he couldn't help nodding his head: "This taste is very refreshing, does this acacia flower tea have any special effect?" ”

"This acacia flower contains glycosides, according to the "Materia Medica" contains, the acacia has the effect of calming the five organs, and the mind, pleasing the color, especially at this time is the summer and autumn change, the four times alternate is the time when the fire is easy to rise, at this time with the acacia tea drink, can stabilize the mind, condense the mind, and clarify the wisdom in the god is very beneficial."

Kangxi smiled when he heard this: "This acacia flower is just right for me to drink." ”

When the words fell, he lowered his eyebrows and stared at the soft acacia flowers floating in the tea cup, smiled helplessly, and said in a low voice: "How can I be angry with these ministers? It's just that if I don't urge here, there will be no margin of delay when I get to the bottom, I can wait for them, but how can the world's state affairs wait for me? With that, he reached out and stroked a fold in his hand, and his sword eyebrows unconsciously locked up slightly.

Huai Sleeve saw the book pressed under Kangxi's hand, his heart tightened, and he was eager to ask about the war in northern Xinjiang, but he realized that this place was inappropriate, so he quickly hid his mind quietly.

pondering what Kangxi said just now, he pondered for a moment with his sleeves in his arms, and said with a smile: "The slave doesn't understand the way of governing the country of the Long Live Lord, and he doesn't dare to talk about those tricks of the people, but he likes to play with flowers and grass on weekdays, so he pays more attention to these seemingly ruthless and sexless things." ”

Kangxi drank the tea and listened carefully to Huai Sleeve's speech, and always felt that every time he listened to her, although it was not as good as the truth in the book, it was also very interesting, and he couldn't help but listen to it.

Huai sleeve said: "Just like we look at a tree on weekdays, from the beginning of the spring rain, the branches sprout branches, and then the tender yellow turns to thick green, unconsciously, months have passed, and then from thick green to golden, the breeze has cooled, in the blink of an eye, three seasons have passed in a year, but we have never had the experience of waking up from spring to winter." ”

Listening to these words, Kangxi didn't feel that his eyebrows were gradually frowning, and he seemed to be in delicate contemplation.

Huai Sleeve looked at Kangxi and seemed to be listening seriously, and continued in a shallow voice: "Actually, spring, summer, autumn and winter are advancing in a dense attitude, and we are waiting for a leaf to turn from green to yellow and still need a new year's turn, let alone people? ”

Kangxi squinted his eyelashes slightly, nodded quietly, as if he was drawn from what he had just said, thought of something, reached out and took out a copy from the stack of folds next to him, and lightly dipped the cinnabar royal pen in the stone inkstone, and the pen barrel tapped lightly on the corner of his forehead a few times, pondered for a moment, and then brushed and annotated on the edge of the fold.

Seeing that Kangxi was concentrating on the approval of the folds, Huai Sleeve took a light step, walked to the copper incense burner, opened it and looked inward, and saw that the ambergris was almost burned, so he covered it with incense ash and quietly withdrew from the Qiushui Pavilion.

When the sleeve walked out of the autumn water pavilion, it was nearly dusk, passing on the jade belt bridge, seeing the sunset oblique veins sprinkled on the water, reflecting the half of the lake and half of the lake, for a while, he was obsessed with the ground, he leaned on the railing of the bridge, stared at the water of the lake, and was amorous at dusk.

Dusk is amorous, however, dusk is indeed helpless, remembering Li Shangyin wrote in "Gifts": Stay at dusk ** rest, and the jade ladder crosses the moon like a hook. The plantain does not show the clove knot, and they are worried about the spring breeze.

However, the people in the poem, even if they stand in the sunset, are still accompanied by the two plants of plantain and lilac, although the broad leaves of the plantain are tightly rolled, the lilac blank knot, and the tiny flower buds are wrapped into small knots, although they do not bloom their beauty, they are still waiting by the lonely poet's side, but at this moment, they have not even met such a solution plant, which shows that the loneliness is even more pitiful.

Looking up with his sleeves, a line of autumn geese flew across the sky, and the geese broke in the sky, and the crystal mist unconsciously condensed in his eyes.

This is a wild goose heading south from the northern frontier, right? Presumably, it was also to escape the eventful autumn in the north.

Just now, Kangxi pressed under his fingers, which was involved and disturbed the thoughts of his sleeves, and he wanted to ask, but he saw that as the emperor, he was also frowning, full of worries, and he couldn't bear to worry about Long Yan who was still sick, so he had to endure it.

This situation is just endured, but it has never been stranded in my heart. Now when the northern wild goose flies south, it arouses a deeper sentimentality in the bottom of my heart, as if I want to find it, I want to grab some support, only to find that I am so small in the wide sky, and the small is like a delicate leaf in the autumn wind.

Looking up at the shadow of the goose drifting away, Huai Sleeve couldn't help but groan: "The goose is also sad......

At this moment, Chang Ning should be edicted into the Qiushui Pavilion, and saw that the sleeves were alone by the railing looking at the remnant sun, the oblique glow veins, the blue water was long, the empty beauty with no makeup was sad alone, and the delicate face of the obsessive watchman, the loneliness and helplessness were all leaked out by the sunset at night.

originally wanted to walk past her silently and not disturb her thoughts, Chang Ning knew that at this moment, she could only rely on her imagination to return to her hometown and return to her longing relatives, and it was good for her to be quiet alone.

But when Chang Ning was about to pass past Huai Sleeve with his head down, Huai Sleeve turned his face and was a little surprised to see Chang Ning who suddenly appeared in front of him, but he hurriedly raised his head, forced back the tears in his eyes, and bowed with a smile.

Chang Ning said weakly: "Miss Huai, thank you for your hard work!" ”

Huai Sleeve shook his head lightly and said, "Lord Wang, go in quickly, long live Lord is still waiting for you." ”

Chang Ning sighed and walked towards Qiushui Pavilion. Huai Sleeve looked back at the back that disappeared under the Danqi of Qiushui Pavilion, and sighed in his heart: In a timely situation, it is a blessing to have relatives by your side!

Since Huai Sleeve personally made soup for Kangxi, Li Dequan handed over Kangxi's daily meal arrangements to Huai Sleeve to take care of.

When Huai Sleeve approached the warm pavilion of the east wing of Qingning Palace with a tray, the little eunuchs went to Ming Candle and were waiting for Kangxi to wash, Chang Ning was standing on the side, and when he saw Huai Sleeve coming in, he asked with a surprised face: "Have breakfast so early?" ”