Chapter 20: Long Clouds and Dark Snow Piling Up
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After the winter, there have been several heavy snowfalls, if you are in the burning room of the earth dragon, it is as warm as spring, and after sitting in the car covered with wool blankets for a long time, even if you hold the hand stove, there is a little chill.
After the carriage stopped at the noon gate of the West Palace, the thick cotton curtain was just opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in his face, carrying the snow straight into it, although Sun Qingyang had already wrapped the snow cloak on his body in advance, he still couldn't help sneezing.
After getting out of the car, I saw that there were only dots of snow foam when I came out, and the work along the way had gradually grown, and with a little wind, it became more and more cold and dripping into ice.
Fuzhi said worriedly: "Concubine, let's go in quickly, it's not good for you to warm up on this cold day...... Be careful! โ
Gui Zhi had already gotten off the car first, propped up an oil silk umbrella, Fu Zhi helped Sun Qingyang to get off the carriage slowly, only to see that the servants in charge of sprinkling and sweeping in the palace were sweeping the middle of the road with brooms, and there was a housekeeper who looked like a waiter was guiding a group of small insiders to hang lanterns at the door, full of joy.
As the snow continued to fall, the place where I looked up was already covered in silver makeup.
On the crystal clear ice prism hanging under the eaves, there has been a layer of snowflakes, and the trees that have lost their leaves, because of the cold after the first few snows, have formed a thick layer of ice, and now with the new snow, it is white and vast, but it is a little more beautiful than the late autumn when the leaves fall down, especially the pine and cypress trees that are evergreen in all seasons, covered by the snow, the whole has become a snow-white tree hanging, and it looks like a unique style from a distance.
Such a snowy scene, such a weather, if you stand in the house where the earth dragon has been burned, and hold the hand stove and look at it, it will be a very beautiful scenery.
But the people who are in it, even if they are tightly wrapped in leather clothes and hats, can't stand such a cold day and have been blown by the cold wind all the time.
The little chamberlain who was summoned early only said that he would let Sun Qingyang go to the noon gate of the West Palace, but when he arrived at the noon gate, he could not be seen.
"Your concubine-" Fuzhi was so cold that he couldn't help but stomp his feet, "You go to the carriage first, and then come down when the father-in-law arrives, otherwise you won't be able to stand it if you freeze like this again." โ
As soon as he saw Sun Qingyang, regardless of the thick snow on the ground, he stepped forward and respectfully lay on the ground and kowtowed, kneeling down to ask for sin, "The slave is late, please forgive your concubine." โ
While talking, with a smile on his face, there is no arrogance and slackness in the morning when he goes to the palace.
Stretch out her hand and don't hit the smiling person, besides, this is a person in the inner palace, even if she wants to fall, it won't be Sun Qingyang's turn, she looked at Xiao Nei for a while, and nodded, "Father-in-law Lao took me into the palace, I don't know what is going on today, who is summoned?" โ
"Emperor Qiyu's grandson and concubine, it is Concubine Long Hui's mother, who summoned you into the palace to enjoy the plum blossoms." The little waiter stood up, he knew everything at this time, and said everything, "The plum blossoms in the garden bloomed a lot yesterday, and the ladies want to eat venison together today, saying that you are an elegant person, and the roasted venison in that year was particularly delicious, so I specially sent a slave to announce you early in the morning." โ
When she arrived in Kyoto, the crown princess took Sun Qingyang and a few of them into the inner palace to see her, and happened to meet Concubine Chen Li who shared a large piece of venison, Sun Qingyang was itchy for a while, and gave them their own secret method to pickle, roasted a few pieces, and after eating, everyone praised it, so that everyone in the palace who got a good venison would use her method to concoct it, but some ladies said that it was not as delicious as her, so in winter, they would always be invited into the palace once or twice.
Is it just the reason? Sun Qingyang was a little settled in his heart.
Xiao Nei said with a smile, "There is still a long way to go from here to the garden, it is not good to go in a sedan chair, Concubine Long Hui is afraid that you will be freezing, so she specially instructed the servants to put on a robe for you, so as not to soak the cloak and cold after this snow has fallen for a long time." โ
While speaking, the little inner waiter who picked her up beckoned, and two other little waiters in blue shirts came up, one helped Sun Qingyang put on a golden needle coat on her, and the other held up an oil silk umbrella, which was high on Sun Qingyang's head, Gui Zhi accepted the umbrella she had in hand, and Fu Zhi and Fu Zhi helped Sun Qingyang steady, and the group walked to the imperial garden.
Along the way, Sun Qingyang found that although the two little chamberlains in blue shirts were wearing cotton clothes and cotton pants, they were still thin compared to the one who was called, especially the little waiter with an umbrella, the clothes on his head were already covered with snow, and his face was a little purple from the cold, but he had always maintained the action of holding the umbrella high, covering her tightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little pity.
She smiled and said, "I'm wrapped in a cloak and a robe, and the snow isn't too heavy, so my father-in-law might as well take the umbrella." โ
Before the little neito could reply, the little neito who had been summoned before, who would lead the way in front, had already turned around and said earnestly: "Your concubine is laughing, you are the person on the tip of the heart of His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson, and now you are the honored guest of the mothers, where do the minions dare to slacken?" You just sneeze, and the minions will inevitably be reprimanded by the mother, you are good, you are sympathetic to the minions. โ
Seeing Sun Qingyang smiling, the little neito turned around and led the way in front again, and before turning around, he didn't forget to glare at the little neichi who was holding her an umbrella.
Sun Qingyang didn't speak again, only gently pushed the handle of the umbrella, covering half of the waiter's body.
Even Fu Zhi and Gui Zhi, before going out, she let her put on a cotton cloak with rich and auspicious patterns and a snow hat, which was much warmer than the attendants who were just dressed in cotton clothes and pants.
The little inner waiter turned the umbrella over again, and didn't speak, but looked at Sun Qingyang's eyes, and was extremely grateful.
The little inner waiter in front of him was like having eyes on his back, stood two steps, walked next to Sun Qingyang and said with a smile: "Your concubine is really kind, and you are so kind to the minions......"
Sun Qingyang smiled but did not speak.
Finally, I went to the pavilion for winter flower viewing in the imperial garden with the waiter, and saw not only Concubine Long Hui, Concubine Wang Xian, but also Princess Wei of Han, Princess Mu of Zhao, Lord Qinghui and Lord Minghui.
Seven or eight masters, plus a number of palace maids and waiters gathered next to them, the wide pavilion was a little crowded.
Before Sun Qingyang could bow down, Concubine Long Hui had already smiled and said, "No courtesy, there are no outsiders here, sit where you want." โ
Although Concubine Long Hui had a very warm smile on her face, Sun Qingyang still saluted according to the rules before she sat down on the Nanmu chair next to the county lord of Qinghui.
After sitting down, Sun Qingyang felt that both sides of his face felt a little frozen wood.
"It's really cold this day, have you just come here?"
She is in good health, although she has walked this way and blew some cold wind, she feels that she can bear it, so when she heard Concubine Long Hui's concerned greetings, Sun Qingyang just smiled and shook her head.
The married county lord of Qinghui was a little more gentle than the old days, and when he saw her sit down, he smiled and said, "Qingyang, we haven't seen each other for many years, haven't we?" Look at you, now you are more and more out of the water spirit, in the past in our bunch of people, you are the most outstanding, now you are like a flower like jade, and you are even more compared to us, you have to talk about it now, what do you eat, look so good? โ
Even Minghui, who was demoted to the county lord that year and was re-named the county lord after a year, seemed to be much more sensible than in the old years, listened to Qinghui's words, and covered his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled, "Sister envy you for being good-looking, but I envy you for marrying so well, Brother Zhan is spoiled by his in-laws, and he gets along very well with the sisters in the first palace, even the King of Jingjun and their brothers and sisters, and the concubines are all praising you, this is easy for one person to say, and everyone is so praised, but it's difficult, tell me how you did it?" โ
This kind of praise is just a scene, Sun Qingyang won't take it seriously, so he smiled, "The two county lords haven't seen each other for many years, and they are really charming, even if they can't paint them, they are so good-looking, but they make fun of me, a country girl." As for those compliments, it's just that they are all kind and refuse to say my little words, where is really what I did well. โ
Concubine Long Hui, who was at the top, listened to the words of a few of them, smiled at Princess Han and Princess Zhao and said, "Look at it, their sisters are now older, and they no longer quarrel with each other when they don't agree with each other like before, which makes us worry about it in vain." โ
Although Princess Zhao Mu is a little older, she is round and jade, and she can still see the shadow of Mu Lingke back then, after listening to Concubine Long Hui's words, she smiled very amiably, "Sister Fang Cai Wei said that Niang Niang was worried in vain, and now that they are all adults, how can they still quarrel like before?" This Qinghui and Minghui are also rare to enter the palace now, if it weren't for the old sisterhood with Sun Guifei, Sister Wei would not have repeatedly invited you to invite your concubines into the palace, and now seeing them so harmonious, even the concubines are happy. โ
Sun Qingyang was clever, it turned out that it was Princess Wei of Han who insisted on inviting Concubine Long Hui to invite her into the palace.
Qinghui and Minghui, are they really relieved of their previous suspicions?
Wei's love for the eldest daughter Qinghui since childhood, seeing that they and Sun Qingyang were talking lively, after listening to Concubine Long Hui's words, he sighed in his mouth: "Originally, no matter how ugly the child is, it is his own good, and after counting, our family Qinghui is also good-looking, but after watching Sun Guifei a few times, it is actually better than the other, compared with her, our family Qinghui, the child has simply become a fire girl." No wonder there are so many beauties in Duanben Palace, Zhan'er spoils her alone, thinking that even the princess has been compared, and the concubine is not ashamed. โ
This knowledge is full of needles, which seems to be praising Sun Qingyang, but it has also pushed her to the cusp.
Qinghui and Minghui are not as angry as they were when they were children, and they get angry when they hear people praise Sun Qingyang, thinking that how can they be compared to the daughter of a nine-grade small official.
Qing Hui first said coquettishly: "Mother, you just want to praise Sun Guifei, and you don't have to belittle your daughter so much, right?" โ