Drunk hibiscus, the flowers change color three times a day, so it gets this good name, and it is the most precious variety in the hibiscus flower family.

He looked around the room full of delicate hibiscus, and when he looked closely, he found that the altar placed by the door was actually one stem and two flowers.

Suddenly remembered that day on the lake, the branch and Dilian I saw, helplessly smiled: sure enough, it is the behavior of the Son of Heaven, as long as you like it, there is always a way to get it, even these flowers, originally clear and falling, blooming freely in the vast sky and water, just because the Son of Heaven liked it at a glance, they were carried into the house and were infected by this medicine.

Thinking of these in his heart, his sleeve fingers plucked the strings for a while, and he didn't realize that the jade was missing three watches, and it was already night, and the lamp was still shaking.

The sound of the piano, the sound seems to be knocked on the tip of the heart, and unconsciously several times the intestines are broken, like the wind moving the flower bell......

A few light rains fell outside the window, and the sound of the piano in the sleeves covered the movement in the quiet night outside the window, and it was faintly heard from afar.

The drizzle gently caresses the branches and leaves and the earth, and in the light rain, a vague person holds an oil-paper umbrella, slowly pacing downstairs to watch the rain, raising his head, staring at the shadow of the window upstairs, in the candlelight swaying, the figure of the jade man caressing the qin, and can't help but sigh softly: "When I first woke up, the song I played was still this one, what are the difficult thoughts in your heart......

Between the words, full of worry and pity have unconsciously overflowed.

The figure stood in the rain for a while, and then saw Li Dequan walking slowly over with an umbrella and said, "Long live Lord, you can't stand in the rain for too long, beware of getting cold." ”

Kangxi retracted his gaze and muttered in his mouth: "Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the Yumen Pass." Then he turned and left.

Li Dequan followed two steps and said, "Long live the lord, the father-in-law of the respectful room just now came, ...... It's been a while since I've turned over the green head signs of the concubines. ”

Kangxi hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go to the Lan Guiren Palace......"

***

Rong Ruo was already on the way south at this time, walked to the pavilion, rested at night, lay on the bed and couldn't sleep, couldn't help but get up, repeatedly thought about what Chang Ning said that night, and had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Remembering that he was in love with Huai Sleeve at that time, Lu passed on his dream and persuaded him to cherish his friendship, as if he had only sighed that "it was ordinary at that time", but now, it seems that he has lost Huai'er again......

Rong Ruo sat back at the table, picked up the ink, grinding the ink strip as if grinding his heart, picked up the pen and wrote:

Golden wisps

When has this hatred ended? Dripping empty steps, cold and rainy, funeral flowers. Three years of long soul dreams, is a dream that should wake up for a long time. The material also feels that the world is tasteless. It is not as dusty as the night platform, deserted, and a sad place. The hairpin made an appointment, and it was abandoned!

If there is a Pisces in Chongquan, it is good to know him, and he will be bitter and happy for many years, and who will he rely on. I've turned to the side since the end of the night, and I can't bear to listen to the Hunan strings? When he got married, he gave birth to a confidant, and he was afraid that the two of them would have a thin life, and if they were married, they would be left in the moon and the wind. The tears are gone, and the paper is dusty.

After writing, he sealed it with wax and ordered people to ride a horse that night to the Guiyan Pavilion where Changning lived in Chengde.

***

Kangxi did not take the shoulder, but walked slowly in the light rain all the way to Lan Ruoxuan, where Baolan lived.

Lan Ruoxuan is covered by clusters of broad-leaved plantains, and the halo of the long candle shines out from the sparse or dense leaf gaps, looking particularly gentle and affectionate in the dark night with rain.

Kangxi saw that the candles were still burning in Lan Ruoxuan, and he couldn't help laughing: "There are so many people who can't sleep!" After that, he didn't ask the eunuch Xuanlan to come out to pick up the driver, and walked in.

Baolan originally had nothing to do, embroidering silk to play, but when she was a child in the prime minister's mansion, she did not work these female red, and the embroidery was not fine, so that the palace maid depicted a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and originally wanted to embroider it by hand to give it to the emperor, but when the silk handkerchief was unfolded after the show, where were the mandarin ducks playing in the water? I feel like a duck drowning, and when I am angry, I cut it and throw it away, and I no longer fiddle with the needle and thread.

At the tea banquet that day, Baolan saw with her own eyes the kung fu of Huai Sleeve, although she was jealous of her hatred back then, but she couldn't help but secretly admire her outstanding talent, and secretly thought: I am not as good as you in embroidery, and it is not a problem to memorize a few poems.

The little eunuch in the palace looked for a few books of poetry and Chu Ci and the like, and didn't know what to memorize for a while, and it happened that the day before yesterday went to Qingning Palace, and met Xu Qianxue on the way, she knew that Xu Daxue was Rong Ruo's teacher, so she pestered Xu Qianxue to pick out some poems and songs for her to memorize.

Xu Qianxue couldn't drag it out, and briefly introduced the classification of poems and songs, such as lyrical, poetic, inspirational, etc., Baolan only said that she wanted to be lyrical, so Xu Qianxue picked up some in the Book of Poetry for her to read.

Baolan came back and read them one by one according to Xu Qianxue's recommendation, only to feel that many of the words were jerky, and there was only one article "Shao Feng? The words of "Sun and Moon" are simple, and Baolan began to remember from this one.

When Kangxi walked into the inner room, Baolan was sitting under the lamp, dozing off with the "Book of Songs" in front of her, and heard the palace maid come in and say that the long-lived lord had come in, and she didn't have time to tidy up her appearance in a hurry, so she got up and greeted the door, and Kangxi had already stepped into the door.

Baolan was about to bow down, but was grabbed by Kangxi and walked into the inner room holding hands. Kangxi saw that the mattress in the room was neat and there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, so he walked over with great interest.

Picking up the spread scroll and looking at it, he frowned slightly, and then asked with a smile: "Lan Guiren has also begun to study poetry, well, it is better than moving forward." ”

Bao Lan pouted and leaned on Kangxi's side with half coquettish lips and half disgusted: "People have always liked poetry, but Long Live Lord hasn't paid attention to it." ”

Kangxi held the "Book of Songs" in his hand and turned around and walked towards the soft couch, and said with a smile when he heard Baolan's words: "Heh, I really haven't seen this one, but every time I come to you, I always see some pets such as cats and dogs. I saw that you brought it from the palace when you came, why is it gone? Kangxi said, looking around.

Speaking of this, Baolan complained: "The emperor also mentioned that beast, my hand was scratched several times by it, and I sent it out." ”

When Kangxi heard this, he took Baolan's hand to check that there was no major problem, caressed it gently, and said gently: "Most of the temperaments of animals are uncertain, if you don't get it right, it will hurt people, or read more books and cultivate wisdom." ”

Baolan snuggled into the crook of Kangxi's arm and said softly: "The concubine must follow the teachings of the Lord of Long Life. ”

"The hour is not early, I am tired, let me rest early." Kangxi said, put the scroll in his hand lightly on the desk, and finally glanced at the poem "Shao Feng? Sun and Moon" couldn't help but smile helplessly: even if I read the "Book of Songs", it is still a poem of resentful women.

After a long night, I will no longer love you, and I will no longer be lonely......

Waiting is a gray, gray on the mo, and there is a sense of bixiao scattered in the gloom.

Note: In addition to the normal update every day, there will be a storm update after the early morning