Chapter 111: Green Cloud Xiang Luo Yi

Chapter 111: Green Cloud Xiang Luo Yi

Zhu Zhanji touched Sun Qingyang's head, rubbed her hair, and treated her like a puppy, "Shouldn't all gifts be quietly prepared, so there is such a fanfare like you?" ”

Sun Qingyang shook off his hand and pulled Zhao Yaoying to the table, "If you ask clearly, you don't have to worry that the person receiving the gift may not like it." ”

"Isn't that a surprise?"

"But many times, if you send it according to your own heart, you will be surprised, but you may not be happy. Did you say Sister Zhao? ”

Zhao Yaoying was suddenly asked by her, and she didn't care if she really thought so, so she nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

"And what did you want to draw?"

Sun Qingyang said with a sad face: "Originally, I wanted to paint a landscape, but I haven't been out for a long time, and I can't think of how to paint it." ”

Zhu Zhanji thought for a while and said, "Aren't you the best at painting peonies, why do you have to give up the easy and difficult?" ”

"But you're a man, and it doesn't seem like a good thing to give you a peony picture?"

"I've asked for many times, but you won't, since you said that the most important thing to give a gift is to meet the recipient's wishes, then I'll order a peony picture, it's just that this painting is a joint gift from the two of you, Miss Zhao......"

Seeing Zhu Zhanji's eyes looking at him, Zhao Yaoying's face, which had slowly recovered to its natural nature, turned red again.

"Brother Zhu, you call me sister, why don't you call me Sister Zhao, are you bullying me for my young age?"

Seeing Sun Qingyang's unhappy appearance, Zhu Zhanji couldn't say that he and Zhao Yaoying were not familiar enough, so he pretended to be helpless and said, "I'm afraid that Miss Zhao will be angry." ”

"Her name is Zhao Yaoying, you can call her Sister Yaoying, otherwise, you can also call me Miss Sun, it sounds more respectful, and it also seems that I have grown up."

There is no reason to talk about women, even if this is just a little woman who is less than ten years old, Zhu Zhanji decided to be good, "Sister Yaoying." ”

Zhao Yao's voice was like a mosquito.

Sun Qingyang deliberately rubbed his ears, "Sister Zhao, I didn't hear it, Brother Zhu, you call her again." ”

After being so repeated, being made such a fuss by Sun Qingyang, Zhao Yaoying naturally looked at Zhu Zhanji a lot, not as restrained as before.

Sun Qingyang began to discuss with Zhao Yaoying how to paint.

Zhu Zhanji saw that the two of them were muttering and discussing for a while, and his face looked proud, and he was a little curious, "You have been discussing for a long time, what is the result?" ”

Sun Qingyang was not ashamed, "Sister Zhao writes well, we decided, I paint, she writes, you received a gift, but it is a double absolute, you must treasure it." ”

"Definitely, definitely."

"Then you go, Sister Zhao and I are going to start painting."

Zhu Zhanji stood closer, "I'm here to see your paintings, if it's not good, I won't accept it." Seeing Sun Qingyang and Zhao Yaoying looking at him, he said confidently: "Since I want to treasure it, of course I have to be satisfied, I don't look at it, you just draw two ink balls, what should I do if you fill up the number indiscriminately?" ”

Sun Qingyang thought about it and felt that what he said made sense, "Okay, then you can only stand and watch, don't talk until we finish painting, don't interrupt us." ”

Zhu Zhanji nodded.

Sun Qingyang changed a six-foot-large piece of rice paper and spread it out, put the paint in the upper left corner of the table, re-studied the ink, thought for a while, and began to draw on the paper.

Zhao Yaoying stood on her left, handing her the pen or paint she needed at the right time.

Because he was afraid that he would touch Sun Qingyang's right hand painting if he didn't pay attention, Zhu Zhanji stood next to Zhao Yaoying, turned his head from time to time to look at the painting, and raised his head to look at Sun Qingyang.

Zhao Yaoying secretly looked at him.

The cold face, the eyes are blazing as if they can shine slightly, there is an indescribable calmness, and in his gaze, it is doting.

Zhu Zhanji found that Zhao Yaoying was looking at him, and nodded at her slightly.

Zhao Yaoying pretended to just accidentally aim at him with paint, smiled, took Garcinia cambogia and handed it to Sun Qingyang.

Because of panic, this time he exerted too much force, and his hair swept over Zhu Zhanji's chin.

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Zhao Yaoying, the green ink was like a cloud, and when she raised her hand, there seemed to be a faint fragrance, emanating from her sleeves, with the unique freshness of a girl, and it smelled so good that people wanted to pick up her hand to find out - what was hidden in the sleeve? The taste is so intoxicating, and seeing that her face is flushed, full of pulses, if she is not emotional, she is more charming and gentle than Sun Qingyang, who is still a little childish, and she feels a little stunned.

Zhao Yaoying felt that he was looking at herself, and she didn't dare to raise her head in shame, so she just handed Sun Qingyang a pen and ink.

Zhu Zhanji retracted his gaze for a while and realized that Sun Qingyang had finished painting a freehand peony.

Between the leaves stained with ink, two huge Yingluo pearls, still with morning dew, one has been fully bloomed, the other is budding to be released, bright and soothing, as bright as steaming, attracting a butterfly to fly.

Zhao Yaoying took the pen handed to her by Sun Qingyang, walked to the case and thought about it for a while.

The spring dew dyes the clothes at night, the auspicious Rui is out of the cuiyin, the wealth is alluring to the city, and the fragrance is low.

Zhu Zhanji read it silently a few times, but he still had no clue, and couldn't help asking: "Hey, whose poem is this, why don't I have any impression at all?" ”

Sun Qingyang smiled eatingly, and Zhao Yaoying smiled silently.

Zhu Zhanji looked at their expressions and immediately understood, "It turned out to be made by Sister Yaoying, the words and sentences are beautiful, the artistic conception is far-reaching, it is rare and rare, admire and admire." ”

In fact, this poem is not very neat for the battle, but it is rare to compare it with the occasion, and it is a metaphor for Zhu Zhanji's respect after the crown ceremony, which is not easy for a girl under the age of twelve.

"On weekdays, you all say that I am a talented woman, but this time you can see the real talented girl!" Sun Qingyang pulled Zhao Yaoying's arm, "How about it, Sister Zhao's poem, this word, with my painting, is it a double master?" ”

Zhao Yaoying writes a one-handed book, the words are straight, the pen is unrestrained, quite the taste of Yan Zhenqing in the Tang Dynasty, clear and plump, strict and dense, with Sun Qingyang's picture of butterflies and peonies, it can be said to be a perfect match.

Of course, Zhu Zhanji praised them vigorously, "Double unique, double unique, I like this gift very much." ”

"Then we'll frame it in a few days, and we'll send it to Brother Zhu."

**

Zhu Zhanji's crown ceremony is very grand, because Emperor Yongle has decreed that he should be canonized as the emperor's grandson at the crown ceremony, although the crown prince Zhu Gaochi's name has been decided, and it is a matter of time before Zhu Zhanji, the emperor's eldest grandson, is set up as the emperor's grandson, but in normal times, it is generally not until the age of twenty to perform the crown ceremony, among the nobles, although the virtual age of sixteen can be crowned, but most of them are in the family crisis, when the state is in turmoil, it is necessary to crown the successor as soon as possible to prevent future troubles, and now the Yongle Emperor is the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, the prince Zhu Gaochi is young and strong, and he wants to crown and canonize the emperor's eldest grandson, is undoubtedly telling the world that the inheritance of the eldest is the orthodoxy.

After being crowned, it means that Zhu Zhanji has grown up and matured to take on important responsibilities, and he can enter the court, and he can assist his father, the crown prince Zhu Gaochi, in the open.

The canonization of the emperor's grandson indicates that Zhu Zhanji's status is completely different from that of other emperors and grandsons, and he will be the heir chosen by Emperor Yongle himself, after his father, to become the master of the Ming Dynasty.

Although, if there is no change, it is a matter of time or time, but if it is later, it means that the situation changes, it means opportunities, and now, this ironclad news, not to mention that it is a blow to the King of Han and King Zhao, who have always coveted the position of the crown prince, and it also means that the forces of the DPRK and China that have always supported them also mean that they need to re-stand and reshuffle again.

On the day of the previous Zhan Zong, on the canopy hall, the crown ceremony of the crown prince was being held.

Zhu Zhanji was dressed in a boy's clothes, and his crowned seat had been set up in the north of the Huagai Palace, and when he saluted, standing in that position meant that the crowned person had become an adult who could act on behalf of his father.

The first addition, the net scarf, until the official bundled his hair, the crown of the Dingguo Gong Xu Jingchang knelt and added the net scarf, and then congratulated, "It is only an auspicious day, crowned as an adult." Kedun filial piety, Fu Lu Lai. Encourage Zhu Zhanji to abandon his playful childlike innocence and take on the responsibility of an adult from now on.

Plus, the winged good crown. This time, the crown is held by the household Shangshu Xia Yuanji, and the crown is praised by Zhu Yong, the king of Pingyin.

The additional greetings: "The crown is lifted, and the guest is virtuous." Respect for prudence and majesty, the rule of the people. I hope that Zhu Zhanji will demand himself with the majesty of an adult in the future and carefully practice the virtues of an adult.

Before, Zhu Zhanji in order to make it convenient for him to act outside, so as not to be looked down upon by people as a child, he also pretended to be an adult and wore a wing and good crown, but this time, he deserved his name, and he couldn't help but be excited, and when he saw his father Zhu Gaochi smiling at him not far away, he had a sense of standing up to the sky.

Sanjia, entering the crown, holding the crown of the seven jades is the well-informed and versatile Zhou Wang's son Zhu Youstew, Zhu Zhanji's cousin, and the person who praises the crown is his own uncle - Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han!

Before that, he was an uncle and nephew, and then he was a monarch and a minister.

When Zhu Gaoxu knelt to put on the crown for Zhu Zhanji, his hand trembled slightly, and the pearl on the crown shimmered.

Even, even he said: "The crown is three plus, and the order is to take the chapter." In matters of worship, the state will be fixed forever. When he said the congratulations, his voice was a little erratic.

After entering the crown, the inner attendant knelt and served, and then a series of complicated rituals such as Yugui, taking the Jue, Xuan Jue, 帨jue, 醴 (pronounced lǐ, sweet wine) banquet, etc., until the completion of the Dian Jue, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu Lu Zhenning Xuan Tianzi's edict is not over.

"Filial piety, friends to brothers, relatives and virtuous love for the people, courtesy and righteousness, no slackness or arrogance, Maolong forever." The short twenty-four-character edict fell on the ears of some people, but it was like a thunderstorm.

Interestingly, on the second day of the crown ceremony of the imperial grandson Zhu Zhanji, after the hundred officials congratulated, Zhu Zhanqi, the son of Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, and the second son Zhanqi (pronounced qi) were crowned in the Han Palace, and the crown ceremony was performed, and the Han royal family suddenly had more adult men who could take on it.