Originally, it was Tian Feng's provocation to Yi Xiangxiang, but because of Duan Hongzhen's appearance, the competition was pushed to a climax.

Of course, Duan Hongzhen is not here to help the Tian family, he is just a pure technical itch.

Duan Hongzhen, the former first assistant, was famous when he was young, and his chess skills were even more famous, and it is said that even the first emperor never beat him!

The Li Dynasty emphasized the text, and it was also to re-play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. And the first emperor was also a keen chess player, and often summoned courtiers into the palace to play chess with him. Of course, the vast majority of people didn't dare to win him because of the emperor's prestige, only Duan Hongzhen watched the first emperor grow up, and dared to really compete with the first emperor!

And the point is that it is rumored that the first emperor has never defeated Duan Hongzhen, not a single game!

Duan Hongzhen is now at this age, and it can be said that there are few opponents on the chess field: "I haven't played chess for a long time, and I played a draw with King An two years ago, and I haven't opened the chessboard since then." ”

"Then the old man should be careful!" Yi Xiangxiang said with a smile.

Having said that, Yi Xiangxiang knew that Duan Hongzhen was hard stubble, so she looked at the second incense stick that had just been lit not far away, thinking that there was enough time to paint, so she took the initiative to stop her pen and concentrate on playing with Duan Hongzhen.

Seeing this, Tian Feng wanted to continue to make it difficult, because Yi Xiangxiang said first, and the time of the two pillars of incense was over.

However, Duan Hongzhen stopped him: "Lord Tian doesn't need to ask questions anymore, the queen of poetry is obviously victorious!" Even if you change the old decay, you can't make so many poems in such a tense situation just now, you don't have to struggle anymore, so as not to lose your bearing! ”

Duan Hongzhen, who was stroking his beard, had real admiration for Yi Xiangxiang, a little girl.

"Boss, what you said, how can this palace feel that you are praising yourself!" Yi Xiangxiang knew that Duan Hongzhen was helping herself, but she also deliberately laughed at Duan Hongzhen.

"What the queen said is true, grandpa is selling himself and boasting!" Duan Yi also laughed at his grandfather.

A few people seemed to be grandchildren and juniors playing in their own backyards, and some of the tension that had been tense before was instantly calmed down.

And because of these few jokes, the scene became cheerful, everyone was happy, and the atmosphere of this New Year became more and more intense.

Tian Feng also understood that it was indeed difficult for him to deliberately make it difficult at this time, and he also knew that now he could only hope that Elder Duan could win the queen, so he would not bother him more.

So Duan Hongzhen and Yi Xiangxiang's "chess discussion" began.

The routine is still the original routine, and Yi Xiangxiang is still very nonsensical. However, Duan Hongzhen is not Lin Zhimeng, he found all kinds of flaws deliberately left by Yi Xiangxiang at the beginning, and he was only able to block them.

The contest between the masters is always breathtaking, and the surroundings are quiet for a while, and everyone is nervously watching Duan Hongzhen and Yi Xiangxiang go back and forth on the chessboard, killing happily.

Prince Dongyu, who was painting on the side, was very helpless, and he didn't imagine that he wanted to brush up on his sense of existence but still didn't get attention. Not only that, but now he also really wants to see how exciting the chessboard is.

It's a pity that I still have to paint this painting!

Time passed minute by minute, and it was not until the eunuchs and palace maids replaced everyone with a second cup of hot tea that the competition ended in embarrassment.

"Old, old, it's really useless!" Duan Hongzhen sighed.

His words made the result self-evident, and this chess game was won by Yi Xiangxiang.

"The boss just lost half of his son, and it was the luck of this palace that narrowly won the victory!" Yi Xiangxiang said.

In front of the old man, Yi Xiangxiang is still very face-saving. However, it is not that she is too modest, because she can know that she and Duan Hongzhen are really riveting!

And it's only one step away, and the one who loses is himself.

Duan Hongzhen stroked his beard when he heard this, and said: "The queen doesn't have to be humble, it's true that her old chess skills are not as good as her mother!" ”

He's this age, and it's fun to play chess with juniors, and he naturally won't feel like he loses face if he loses.

Yi Xiangxiang waved her hand disrespectfully when she heard this: "Hey! Case...... That palace can only say to the boss that there is no need to be discouraged, it is normal to win and lose! Besides, you have already been high-spirited back then, and there are talents from this generation of the country, and they should have been leading the way for hundreds of years! ”

"There are talents from all generations, each leading the way for hundreds of years!" Nangong Ge interjected and said to Yi Xiangxiang: "The queen doesn't let her shave her eyebrows, but don't forget that there are still paintings that haven't been completed!" ”

"Ahem, look at the memory of this palace!" Yi Xiangxiang looked at the second pillar of incense that had burned two-thirds in the distance, and quickly got up and went to the bookcase to pick up the xuanbi.

And the crowd followed suit and moved to the other side of the bookcase.

Ye Sheng and Nangong Ge stopped in front of the chess case, looking at the sharp chess game on the chessboard, and they both showed appreciation.

Nangong Ge opened the peach blossom folding fan in his hand, and said to Wanyin who followed behind him: "The rumors in the market are really unbelievable, the owner used to think that Zhao Ziqian, a person with profound and extremely powerful means in the city, how could he marry an ordinary woman with a bad reputation." Now it seems that the owner judges people by their appearance and sits in the well and watches the sky. ”

Wan Yinyu thought that she would win today, but she didn't expect to lose to Qing Xuan, because she agreed with Nangong Ge's remarks about sitting in the well and watching the sky.

"Master is right, in the world, there are indeed people outside the world." Wanyin sighed slightly.

Ye Sheng listened to Nangong Ge and Wan Yin's words, but he didn't say anything, just turned to look at Zhao Ziqian.

Zhao Ziqian had Yi Xiangxiang in his eyes, and he didn't see Ye Sheng looking at him.

Yi Xiangxiang continued to paint here, in fact, everyone didn't think there would be any surprises in the painting competition, after all, Yi Xiangxiang had already shown her hands before, and seeing that she was still full of confidence, everyone had already guessed the result.

Well, there is indeed no accident, Yi Xiangxiang won the court feast of Prince Dongyu with a picture of the evening of the street market.

In fact, the art of painting is difficult to define, and in the final analysis, it is an artistic conception that is spelled in the end.

Dongyu's painting depicts the scene in the palace today, but Yi Xiangxiang's painting depicts the street market in the world.

"The two paintings have their own merits, why did the eighth sister's painting win?" Yi Ruofu asked Sheng Changhong next to him.

Sheng Changhong is naturally happy to solve the puzzles of his little wife: "The two paintings of the Queen Mother and the Prince Dongyu are two completely different angles, and it is difficult to say who wins and who loses. However, when Prince Dongyu was just painting, he was attracted and influenced by the poetry competition and chess game competition next to him, so that his heart was not settled, and he hesitated a lot when he put down the pen to paint, which destroyed the smoothness of the whole picture. ”

His voice was not deliberately lowered, and everyone around him heard it clearly.

Duan Yi answered: "Presumably, Prince Dongyu is not just stagnant because of the excitement next to him, right? ”

Dongyu shook his head and replied: "What Duan Shizi said is extremely true, and Dongyu also let you see the joke." In fact, today's grand scene in the palace should be the protagonist of the painting. It's just that Dongyu was afraid of being offended, so he hesitated to put pen to paper. But in the end, I still felt that the mother's talent and style should be recorded, so I drew the mother's demeanor and posture, and asked the mother not to blame. ”

He has also heard rumors in the market, and this rumor also said that the queen is ugly, because she doesn't like to enter the painting, so he is attracted by the excitement next to him and has more scruples at the same time.

Yi Xiangxiang: "Prince Dongyu must have heard that the palace doesn't like to be in the painting, right?" In fact, this palace really doesn't mind, the appearance is just an external gorgeous clothes, and there will be a time when the gray hair is gray. It is said that every year on the birthday of the palace, the painter will be invited to paint a picture of Danqing for the palace, and now the Yongle Juli of Yifu has saved a lot of portraits of the palace! ”

In ancient times, there were no cameras, and Yi Xiangxiang would ask people to draw a picture for herself and her family every year and save it. When she entered the palace, she didn't bring many things, and those paintings were all left in Yongle Ju.

"Besides, the rumors are hard to believe. This palace has heard that Prince Dongyu is ruthless, and now that he looks at it, isn't it just a little showy! ”

The people around him laughed when they heard this.

Luo Baohua put his arm on Dongyu's shoulder: "The queen mother is right, Prince Dongyu, what's the matter with you?" It is rumored that you are ruthless, but you are polite, not at all! ”

Dongyu touched his nose stupidly when he heard this: "Rumors mislead people, rumors mislead people." ”

No one noticed that in the guest seat, the maid standing behind Prince Dongyu's seat shrank for a moment.

The hall was still chatting and talking, and Duan Yi, the prince of the Winning Prince's Mansion, leaned over and said: "Although Prince Dongyu's painting is not as good as the queen's evening picture, it has charm and artistic conception, but it is also a rare masterpiece!" Regardless of the rest, let's just say that this stroke of the stroke, how heroic the queen's demeanor is! I'm so impressed."

When Luo Baohua heard this, he made a fuss and wanted to give Duan Yi a footboard, and said, "It's your kid who can't offend anyone, everyone has to praise it, right?" ”

Duan Yi dodged Luo Baohua's attack and said: "This son is not wrong, you look at the picture of the queen mother this night, the foreground is the bustling Jiangnan folk town, and the background is the green mountains with mountains and mountains, a round of sunset hangs among the mountains, and the red light reflects everything under the mountain is dyed with halo......"

"Are you blind to us? With eyes! Don't look like you can read it! Luo Baohua interrupted Duan Yi's words, and made a gesture to kick him again.

"Hey, I'm not done yet! You wait! Duan Yi hid behind Yi Luochuan and continued: "In the small town under the mountain in the painting, at first glance it is just a lively crowd. However, if you look closely, you will find that not only are the streets lively, but also lined with houses, tea shops, wine shops, silk and satin, jewelry and spices, and so on. ”

When everyone heard this, they stared at the evening picture again, and even Yesheng and Nangong Ge got closer, which made Zhao Ziqian, who was sitting on the high platform, very lonely.

But no one cares about his loneliness, and everyone is attracted by Duan Yi's next words to pay more attention to Yi Xiangxiang's paintings.

I saw Duan Yi pointing to the painting and said: "Not only are there many shops, but also all kinds of pedestrians in the market. You see, there are not only vendors who set up stalls, but also merchants, and this is the gentry, and this is the official in official uniform! Men, women, old and young, Shinong, businessmen, businessmen, three religions and nine streams, everything in the painting is prepared. Where is this just a picture of the evening, this is the prosperity of the Li Dynasty! ”

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, except for Ye Sheng, Nangong Ge and others who retreated to the side, the rest of them knelt down and shouted in unison: "Queen Mother Chitose Chitose Chitose!" Then he shouted in the direction of Zhao Ziqian: "Long live the saint, long live, long live!" ”

Luo Baohua, who was kneeling on the ground, secretly bit his ear: "Okay, you kid, your grandfather taught you to say it!" ”

Duan Yi raised his eyebrows and snickered: "Guess! ”

If it weren't for kneeling, Luo Baohua would definitely give this kid a footboard.

Yi Xiangxiang looked at the kneeling crowd, and could only silently thank Zhang Zeduan in her heart for "Qingming Riverside Picture".

This painting imitates the meaning of a small part of the Qingming Riverside picture, not to mention whether it is vivid or not, and the imitation is not like the problem, just because the inspiration comes from this picture, Yi Xiangxiang thinks that she still has to silently offer a lot of respect.

"Flat!" Zhao Ziqian, who was above, opened the golden mouth, and everyone stood up one after another.

Yi Xiangxiang walked out of the bookcase, just walked in front of Ye Sheng, and asked smugly: "Night Prince, are you still satisfied with this "world"?" ”

Yesheng is not dissatisfied, firstly, the victory or defeat itself has nothing to do with him, and secondly, Yi Xiangxiang's painting is really good. So, the taciturn Prince Yesheng nodded, expressing satisfaction.

Nangong Ge snorted coldly: "He is a martial artist, where does he know this!" Then he immediately changed his face and pretended to please Yi Xiangxiang: "The queen mother may give this evening picture to the owner?" ”

Yi Xiangxiang was about to agree, but Zhao Ziqian interrupted their conversation by saying something.

"Now that the winner has been decided, let's go to their respective seats!"

The Holy One had spoken, and everyone had no choice but to return to their places after each other. However, because of the "big show" of the queen just now, the next song and dance made everyone feel bored.

This palace banquet was also enjoyed by the guests and hosts, and ended in a heavy reward from Zhao Ziqian.

Clear-eyed people have all discovered that the people who helped the queen speak at the palace banquet today are rewarded a few points thicker! Especially the Duan family of the Winning Mansion, the reward even exceeded that of the Yi family.

Lin Zhimeng watched most of the people chatting with the Yi family enthusiastically, and even the concubines who flattered her on weekdays praised Yi Xiangxiang today, and resentment arose in her heart.

Obviously, she has always been the one who has attracted the most attention!

The fingers of the plain hand clasped the armrest of the circle chair, and the blue and white color did not know it.

Qiaosui, who was standing behind her, frowned.

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The second day of the palace banquet was the first day of the Lunar New Year, because Zhao Ziqian did not need to go to the early court, the emperor and queen took the palace concubines to greet the two queen mothers early in the morning. When the group returned to Changchun Palace, it was just after the hour.

After Zhao Ziqian arrived at Changchun Palace, he entered the inner hall, although he stopped the early dynasty because of the New Year's Festival, he still needed to work. He asked Jiang Hai to send people to move all the excerpts to the inner hall of Changchun Palace, and he was going to watch the recital here for the past few days.

Yi Xiangxiang didn't stop him, after all, she had already decided to be a "good queen"!

If you want to be a good queen, you naturally have to curry favor with Zhao Ziqian, who has the most power.

In the main hall of Changchun Palace, the saint left everyone and left the inner hall in this way, and the palace concubines were very disappointed. However, no matter how disappointed they are, they can't show it, and they still have to greet Yi Xiangxiang, the queen, in a proper manner.

Of course, Yi Xiangxiang doesn't mind that their drunkards don't mean to drink. Not only does she not care, but on the first day of the new year, she is also ready to show harmony between her wife and concubine.

"Yesterday, a small Dongguo paid tribute to a batch of fine silk silk, just right, let's divide them today! Catch up with Ming'er to make a few sets of new clothes, and the New Year's clothes are also festive. Yi Xiangxiang sat on the phoenix throne and said to the palace concubines below.

When Qing Xuan heard this, the little palace maids quickly picked up a piece of silk and satin and entered, and in an instant, the entire Changchun Palace hall was full, and there were several rows of green-clothed palace maids, all holding various colors of silk and satin in their hands.

and Concubine Pei Yuchen was the first to get up: "Xiao Dongguo is generous this year and has given so much good material!" Queen Mother, then the concubine is not welcome? ”

"Why be polite? And the concubine is picky. Yi Xiangxiang held her head lazily.

Anyway, everything is Zhao Ziqian's, and she really has nothing to feel sorry for.

"He's really not polite, but the queen, what's wrong with this palace can't it be the turn of the concubine to pick first, right? Concubine Lin of Chongren Palace hasn't spoken yet! "It was Zheng Li'er, the concubine of Jinghua Palace, who spoke out.

The concubines of the full palace are also Zheng Lier's old acquaintances of Yi Xiangxiang, she is the daughter of Zheng Biao, the governor of Jizhou. When Zhao Ziqian was still the Seventh Prince, he entered the Seventh Prince's Mansion during the draft, and he can be regarded as an old man in the Hidden Mansion.

However, although Yi Xiangxiang and Zheng Lier have known each other for a long time, after entering the palace, except for the normal greeting ceremony, there is no contact.

Zheng Lier naturally won't get acquainted with Yi Xiangxiang, how can you say it? The main thing is that she is panicked! is also the daughter of Zhizhou, why did Yi Xiangxiang become a phoenix?

Even if she knew each other, Zheng Lier took refuge in the concubine Kangling.

Although Kang Ling has been low-key recently, it doesn't mean that her people are low-key.

Lin Zhimeng lost to Yi Xiangxiang at the palace banquet yesterday, and Kang Ling is now eager to step on Lin Zhimeng a few more times. It was at this time that Concubine Zheng Lier deliberately pointed out Lin Zhimeng.

Lin Zhimeng was calm and breezy, she still smiled gently, and said before Yi Xiangxiang spoke: "Everyone is sisters, whoever chooses first is the same." If Concubine Li has a favorite color, she can also choose first, the palace will not blame Concubine Li for exceeding the rules, I believe Concubine Kang will not, right? ”

"What Sister Lin said is that you have to choose." Kang Ling also smiled when he heard this.

Obviously, it's just a simple division of the ingredients, and you can fight back and forth, Yi Xiangxiang sometimes really thinks that the harem is boring.

But fortunately, I haven't been pressed in terms of identity, otherwise I would be really tired enough to talk all day long!

After the palace concubines finished picking out the ingredients, they just touched two handfuls casually and began to boast wildly.

Liu Yingxue, the concubine of Jingyang Palace, said: "The silk that the mother appreciated is very silky, the color is bright and vulgar, and the clothes made are designated to be beautiful!" There is also the chiffon shirt, let the Shangyi Bureau make two sets of skirts at the beginning of spring, it must be extremely beautiful! ”

Seeing this, Feng Zhaoyi of Cuiwei Pavilion of Jingyang Palace hurriedly agreed: "What Concubine Hui said is extremely true, but unfortunately, the skirt style of the Shangyi Bureau is relatively ordinary, and it may not be able to suppress this material!" Saying that, she bowed to Yi Xiangxiang and continued: "Queen Mother, the concubine heard that the dress style of the Qianyi Pavilion outside the palace is really good, I don't know if the mother can give the right card, and the concubine can let the maids go out to order two clothes for the concubine?" ”

Senkaku is a famous existence in Kyoto City, and its clothes and jewelry are all high-quality, and the style is also novel and beautiful.

Isn't it new and beautiful? Qianyi Pavilion is a shop under the Wuda firm, and the clothes and styles there are all copied by Yi Xiangxiang, which is the crystallization of 5,000 years of wisdom from China up and down!

Without waiting for the queen to agree, Pei Yuchen hurriedly said: "Why bother like this, Feng Zhaoyi, you don't know, right?" Most of Lin Guifei's dresses are made by Qianyige, so as long as Lin Guifei Niangniang opens a golden mouth and asks Qianyige to come to the palace to tailor it for you, it is not a problem if you want a few sets at that time. ”

Qianyige does have a tailor-made theory, and even if it is for a regular customer like Lin Zhimeng, it is done at least once a month, just to ensure that the clothes fit completely.

After listening to Pei Yuchen's words, everyone looked at Lin Zhimeng, and their eyes were all "I also want Qianyige to help me make clothes"!

Lin Zhimeng was very helpless, she just wanted to reduce her sense of existence today, but these people always didn't let her go, and led the topic to her again and again.

"I misunderstood with the concubine, Qianyige must be a member with a VIP card to enjoy door-to-door service, and this palace doesn't have the face to change their rules. Or is it ...... And the concubine wants the palace to oppress people with the power of the concubine? Then you might as well beg the queen! ”

Although Lin Zhimeng was still smiling, smart people could hear that her tone was not so gentle.

Please, the queen? Doesn't this mean that the queen mother will be oppressive with power?