Chapter Forty-Eight: The Building Collapses
In mid-April, the eightfold black dragon bloomed, and Mu Beiyi came to see it every six or seven days. This year was more harmonious than ever, and the flowers and trees rose several feet high, cut into the clouds, and fell like a curtain of waterfalls. Pillow spring is to pick up a shaded place in the shadow of flowers, with branches and flowers for the wall, and mottled light and shadow for lichen. This place is private and comfortable, and you can smell the refreshing smell when you sit down. In that square boundary, Pillow Spring set a rocking chair chessboard, an ice fan and a cool case, reading books, flowers and sunsets in his spare time, which was very comfortable. The Son of Heaven tried it once, and he was as lazy as he learned, and he always had to stay for a little more time after that.
In the rainy season in March and April, there were several floods under control, and Mu Beiyi was not annoyed on his face, but he was also bored in his heart for a while. Now that the weather is hot, the season is good, the world is sunny, and the court is comfortable. This time, the Son of Heaven gave such stubborn things as swimming in the lake, appreciating lotus, and listening to plays.
This time the lotus flowers are budding, the sky is clear and the clouds are high, and the view is in the rain lotus pavilion outside the south palace. There are half of the river pond and half of the pavilion, and the palace concubines are all seated in the second. In addition to awarding seasonal delicacies to the concubines, there are also sheng songs to watch and the servants to act. It is very comfortable to say, in the sparkling water pavilion with flowers, watching the story and eating melons, it is naturally the most enjoyable for the royal family.
As soon as Pillow Chun took his seat, he saw Liu Anran coming over.
Liu Anran's cheeks are now smaller, slightly thinner, and more charming. She was wearing a blue plain thin narrow-sleeved skirt, her slightly pale skin was like snow, and she had a pair of mutton fat jade bracelets on her wrists, graceful and beautiful. Seeing her joy in her heart, Pillow Chun got up and called her: "Sister Liu is healed now?" ”
"Sister." Liu Anran shook her hand, her brows furrowed, and the two sat down next to each other, "But somehow, the more I have been grounded, the more I have lost my spirit, I wanted to see you but I couldn't lift my energy." On that day, His Majesty suddenly rewarded some snacks and medicinal food, and returned some jewelry. The chamberlain who delivered the things said that His Majesty had specially rewarded me when he heard that I was sick. I always felt that those medicinal diets were useful, but now they are very good. ”
Pillow Chun thought that he begged Mu Beiyi to have mercy on Liu Anran that day, and Mu Beiyi rewarded him with tonics. It's not that tonic things can cure diseases and save people, but that Liu Anran's lovesickness is bitter, and his cold heart naturally lingers on the sick. Mu Bei Yiken remembered her, she tasted the love in response, her heart was sweet and full, what else did she refuse to get better. Even so, Pillow Chun refused to say anything, and comforted her: "My sister is originally a jade-like person, and only when her body is good can she show grace and pity." ”
Liu Anran smiled: "The two of us think slightly the same." ”
Pillow Chun said: "I'm afraid that my sister will complain that I am powerful, and I often dream back to the time when the two of us were green at night." ”
"Where?" Liu Anran shook his head and said sincerely, "Although I am stupid, I refuse to be shallow. I only hope that the two of us will stand more and more steadily, and we will not let others insult us at will. Then he suddenly thought about things, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Therefore, I am very happy to hear that you have won the title, and I think of a way to congratulate you." When I was a child, you used to make me glutinous rice and red dates to eat, but I was afraid of my mother's discipline, so I secretly ate them at your house every time. I've made some of them myself this time, and I'm going to give you a taste. Then he beckoned to the maidservant, "Crescent moon, show the pastry to the little master of the concubine." ”
Pillow Spring is strange to hear. It's not that it's strange that Liu Anran washes his hands and makes soup, but that Liu's family education is strict, and her mother, Mrs. Wang, taught her the Four Books and Five Classics since she was a child, and she just wants to train this daughter to be a virtuous and talented woman. The daughter's family was precocious, and the aristocratic little sister played when she was young, so she personally named the maidservant. If you are too lazy to use your brain, you will take a peach blossom or apricot blossom at will. Liu Anran is different, he can memorize 300 poems at the age of five. Her two personal maidservants are called Fenhua and Boiled Wine, with a strong atmosphere of poetry and books. So, listening to her shout, I found it interesting: "I thought that my sister's heart was full of poetic names such as Luoxia Lonely Eagle and Autumn Water Changtian, how could she only call the crescent moon today." I think the crescent moon is good, it sounds funny, but it's not like the name my sister took? ”
"You're careful." Liu Anran glanced at the maid beside him, "This is one of the rough envoys and palace maids transferred by the Imperial Court Division before, her real name is Crescent Moon, I heard it interesting, so I forgot to change it." After the incident of Xiao Xuzi throwing camphor tree brain in the hand furnace, I was always vigilant and sent away several subordinates who were dispatched. Only this crescent moon is capable and clever, and it is also born properly, and I have seen it for a few days, so I have kept it. ”
The palace maid named Crescent heard the two mention it, so she bowed down and took out a food box made of pear blossom wood: "Our little master always remembers the little master of the Ming Concubine, and cooks and steam this glutinous rice and red date cake with his own hands." Such red dates are steamed soft and sweet, and there may be such craftsmanship in the imperial dining room of the palace. It can be seen that the two little masters have a deep affection, where can ordinary people compare. Concubine Ming, please use-" As he spoke, he offered the pastry to his eyebrows.
Pillow Chun listened to her and really ironed, which was really comfortable. These few sentences flattered himself and praised Liu Anran, and he tasted a piece, and it was really good. Then I saw that the palace maid called the crescent moon was wearing a pink narrow skirt, and her smile was really upright, and her eyes were crooked like crescent moons: "Sister has to use it, you have to be careful in the future." As he spoke, he gave a bracelet on his wrist to the crescent moon, "Serve your little concubine well, and you must be heartfelt." ”
The crescent moon had to be accepted obediently, but it was not arrogant, and he thanked him respectfully.
The two talked intimately for a while. Even if there are servants sent by the palace teaching workshop, they sing and act on stage.
First, there were prostitutes and singers who lined up two of the most common "Sky Falling Ni Dress Feather Dance" and "Brahmin Dance". While watching the old dance, I also pushed the cup and changed the lamp or said a lot of new and interesting things. There is acting to watch in a few moments. The first one is "Peach Blossom Fan", which my daughter's family loves to watch, and it tells a romantic story. This time, singing and drinking feasts, I don't know who lined up a mourning Jiangnan. It was good first, and after a few words, the flute gradually rose, and suddenly the black clouds swept by, and the sky seemed to be much darker and gloomy. The old lady who played Su Kunsheng was a little old, looking older than in the script, her temples were white, and the corners of her eyes were wrinkled. He flicked his sleeves, raised his boots, and when he spoke, his voice was like crying, and the sad song resounded through the rain and lotus water pavilion, and the flowers bowed their heads when they heard it. There is a slow drum -
"I have seen that the warbler of Jinling Yushu is dawning, and the flowers of Qinhuai Water Pavilion bloom early, who knows that it is easy to freeze! Seeing him raise the Zhu Tower, seeing him feasting guests, seeing his building collapse. ”
Those three sentences whimpered one after another, singing the place of grief and indignation, thousands of miles away from the deceased in his life, looking back on love and hate like a cloud of smoke. Joy and pain are all in the snap of a finger, when you are down, you look at wealth, when you are alone, you look at your old love, you are broken in your liver and intestines, and you only have a pale and mournful tone. Woohoo again and again, only the sigh of blind aging, there is a lifetime of joy, anger and sorrow in front of me.
"This moss and green tile pile, I have slept in the wind and flow, and I have seen the rise and fall of fifty years. That Wuyi Lane, not surnamed Wang; Mochou Lake, ghosts cry at night; Phoenix Terrace, perched owl bird! The dream of the remnant mountain is the truest, and it is difficult to lose the old world......"
Pillow Chun listened to the sourness, and his heart was low. Raising his eyes and looking at the seat, Mu Beiyi's face was calm but not annoyed, only silent thoughtfully. However, the imperial concubine Shi Shi, who was sitting on the side but holding her belly, didn't know which sentence touched her soft intestines, and her eyes were red when she heard it. Shengsheng said "the building collapsed", which made it difficult for her to stand it, covered her mouth with a silk and cried faintly.