Jinluan Palace, Xieyue Pavilion, just after the afternoon nap of the Son of Heaven got up, the inner eunuch stepped on silent steps, came in and bowed down and said: "In the two hours that Your Majesty was resting, Lord Li and Lord Chu came once, waited for a while, and left without waiting, leaving a secret letter of fire paint when leaving. ”

The Son of Heaven was slightly surprised, got up and dressed himself, and asked, "I slept for two hours in a row?" What time is it? ”

"Shen Shi," said the inner eunuch again, "the prince of Fang Cai has also come, and he left a message saying that he will leave for Yuncheng tomorrow to mint copper coins and come to bid farewell to His Majesty." ”

The Son of Heaven asked, "How long has the Stygian River been gone?" Let him be called back again, and I have something to tell him. ”

The inner supervisor replied: "Not long after leaving, the slave called someone. ”

Not long after, Yuwen Mingchuan, who had not yet walked out of the palace gate, was called back by the guards who were quick to whip up, and entered the imperial study, and before the Son of Heaven could say anything to him, there was urgent news from the harem, saying that there was a mess, and the palace people couldn't be the master, and they were anxious to wait for His Majesty to be the master.

The Son of Heaven let out a low curse and said, "There are so many things for women that they really don't know, why don't they stop when they have nothing to do all day long?" ”

Yuwen Mingchuan said: "Your Majesty will go to the harem first, and the nephew will wait for a while." ”

The Son of Heaven said: "Come together, your work can't be delayed, let's talk while walking, so fast." ”

So the Son of Heaven drove into the harem, this pair of uncles and nephews walked side by side, Yuwen Mingchuan was quite beautiful and tall, slightly taller than the Son of Heaven, wearing a snow robe that just hung down to the top of the boots, and the soft fabric flew from time to time, as if the heavens and men were in general, indescribably floating out of the dust, almost wanting to ride the wind away.

Along the way, Gong E knelt down and bowed, and then couldn't help but raise her head and look at Yuwen Mingchuan with curious and shy eyes.

His jet-black hair hung down to his waist, half a silver crown and half draped, lining this handsome young man like a jade man carved from a flawless jade.

Even if it is just a casual walk, it is also unique and beautiful, giving people a sense of nobility and Tsinghua. Compared with the Son of Heaven of the Dragon and Phoenix Watch, it is not inferior.

Dressed in white and snow, it adds a bit of mystery out of thin air. Under the appropriate shade of sword eyebrows, the narrow eyes are like cold springs, like cold pools, which make people unable to force their eyes, but they are unconsciously attracted.

The bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are pale in color, and the corners of the lips are slightly hooked. At first glance, it is cold, and no one in the audience will think that he is laughing.

This kind of appearance, this kind of demeanor, surpasses all the descriptions of beautiful men in the poems, and it can no longer be described in words.

God really favored him too much, gave him the most amazing appearance, and gave him the coldest kingly temperament.

The last moment also gave people a sense of trance that did not distinguish between male and female, and the next moment made people suddenly wake up, this young man is the one who monopolized the rice market in the south of the Yangtze River and forced one hundred and twenty-nine rice merchants who hoarded strange rice merchants to throw their families into the river at the time of the national disaster, the legendary God of Wealth.

Known as the "jade-faced Yama", he has made many women fall in love with him, and he was shocked by his spicy skills in business, and retreated three miles in shock.

"Styx, they're all looking at you," the Son of Heaven glanced at him teasingly, "there are a few who look pretty good, and if you like them, I'll have someone send them to your house." ”

"Don't." Yuwen Mingchuan simply refused.

"I know you're busy, but you're busy, and some things can't be delayed." The Son of Heaven said, "You have already reached the age of choosing a concubine, it's time to get involved." ”

"I'm not busy, my nephew wants to wait a few more years."

"How many more years?" The Son of Heaven disagreed, "If you wait a few years and you will be busier than you are now, will you have to postpone it?" ”

"It's not because the nephew is busy," Yuwen Mingchuan said lightly, "but because he didn't meet the woman he liked." ”

The Son of Heaven pointed to the palace ladies who bowed down on both sides of the palace road, and asked: "The women in the world, the most beautiful and ingenious are all gathered in the palace, can't you pick out a favorite among these thousands of people?" Then what do you want, draw a picture, and I will find it out for you. ”

Yuwen Mingchuan said: "The nephew hasn't met that person yet, how can he not know the prophet." Your Majesty doesn't want to talk to your ministers about important matters, what is it? ”

The Son of Heaven raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Don't want to avoid the past, I have to ask a clear word today, there is nothing more important than this - say, do you like big eyes, small mouths, or thin waists, or let the painters in the palace listen to your description, draw a portrait, and compare the paintings to find it, if I don't believe it, I can't choose the princess who is worthy of your heart!" ”

Yuwen Mingchuan said: "It is difficult to draw dragons and tigers, and some things cannot be painted, but they are more valued by ministers." ”

The Son of Heaven asked, "What is it?" ”

Yuwen Mingchuan thought for a while and said, "A pair of eyes." ”

"A pair of eyes?" The Son of Heaven was puzzled, "Everyone in the palace has a pair of eyes, if you want to choose, let the painter draw all of them for you." ”

"No," Yuwen Mingchuan refused, "no matter how clever a painter is, he can't draw those eyes, and His Majesty's kindness can only be a futile attempt." ”

"What kind of eyes are they? You can't dream about it in your dreams, do you? The Son of Heaven quipped, "Or do you see your own eyes in the mirror and are fascinated by yourself?" ”

“……”

Yuwen Mingchuan's thoughts drifted away, and it was said that it was dreamed of in a dream, and it was also two points appropriate. At that time, he woke up from a deep sleep and was dazzled by the pearls of the sea in the room, as if in a dream......

Those eyes that were cold and waveless one moment and radiant the next moment were unforgettable.

"Why are you stunned?" The Son of Heaven, who was walking in front, urged, "The palace people said that the queen was going to cut her home, and she went late, and there was no queen in the palace, only a nun and a nun." When the time came, it spread to the central court, and provoked a group of old guys to write and participate. ”

"Your Majesty still explained the important matter to me, let me out of the palace," Yuwen Mingchuan said, "I won't go to the deep palace." ”

At this time, Gong E gathered more and more, and on both sides of the palace road, they had gradually gathered into a team, and they saluted them one by one.

There are a few people who have saluted at the entrance of the harem before, and saluted again outside the imperial garden, and if they go a little further, they can still see those palace ladies in the saluting procession, covering their mouths to eat and laugh.

The Son of Heaven was surprised: "Strange, the people in the palace don't do anything today, and they are slipping in circles?" ”

Suddenly, Yuwen Mingchuan stopped and stopped walking.

The Son of Heaven asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Yuwen Mingchuan frowned lightly, and said slowly: "Someone is blowing the hole flute." ”

"Really?" The Son of Heaven tilted his ears, "I have not heard. ”

"What's the palace over there?" Yuwen Mingchuan Xiu raised his finger and pointed to the southeast.

The Son of Heaven said: "Of course it's the Queen Mother's Nianxiang Palace, and you often go to ask for peace, and you don't even recognize this - hey!" How did you get there? ”

When calling like this, Yuwen Mingchuan had already followed the direction from which the sound of the flute came and walked towards Nianxiang Palace.

The Son of Heaven said helplessly: "This Stygian River, can I change my temper?" I had to order two inner eunuchs and instructed, "Follow the prince and lead him to the imperial garden to wait for me." ”

Walking in his own way with the Son of Heaven, Yuwen Mingchuan stood still outside the Nianxiang Palace, listened for a while, and asked the inner eunuch who followed behind him in a cold voice, "In the Empress Dowager's Palace, who plays music?" ”

An internal supervisor replied: "It's the musicians in the palace teaching workshop, they are waiting in the Nianxiang Palace every day." ”

Another internal supervisor said: "I don't know if you don't want to mess around, this song sounds very fresh, and it is obviously not played by a musician in the palace." ”

"I don't know, what do you know?" The first inner supervisor asked unconvinced.

"Of course I know, Dong Xuanying, the second lady of the Dong family, entered the palace today to play the piano for the Queen Mother."

"Why haven't I heard of it?"

"You're out of the picture."

“……”

Yuwen Mingchuan walked away from the two noisy eunuchs of the inner court, leaning against the palace wall, resting his head on the hollow flower window of the carved railing, quietly tasting the melodious and distant cave flute above the palace.

Its voice whined, sometimes like a big peng riding the wind, swimming in the sky, sometimes like a snow-haired bead chicken playing in the water by the forest stream, low back fluffy, an endless breath like a wisp of traction this flute sound, after a long time, but also echoed the sky.

In fact, the sound of the flute had already been played a moment earlier.

There was a loud noise in the Nianxiang Palace-

"It's out, it's out!"

"Really, this is too godly, isn't it my dazzle?"

"Even if you're dazzled alone, won't we all be dazzled together?"

“……”

Yuwen Mingchuan frowned, stopped in front of the door of Nianxiang Palace for a long time, and finally turned around and walked away.

The inner eunuch chased after him and shouted: "The prince comes with us, Your Majesty, please wait in the imperial garden for a while!" ”

Another internal eunuch muttered: "What is the palace maid in this palace making trouble?" Is the devil crazy? ”

At this moment, a big change did happen in Nianxiang Palace, which made the palace ladies noisily and loudly.

Not only them, but even the Queen Mother circled around the stone table in the court in surprise, exclaiming: "The little silk yarn is out of the shell? Little Silk finally came out to see the mourning family! ”

Lady Qiao smiled: "Yes, looking at it like this, it looks a bit like a chick, and you can tell if it's a female or a male when you're older." ”

The Queen Mother's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "Great, it seems that what I saw in the dream of the mourning family is not false at all!" ”

Several palace ladies said in unison: "The queen mother is wise, and she can predict the prophet!" ”

Wei Qihua, the only silent painter in the court, slowly turned around and looked at Dong Qianmo, who was holding a flute in his jade hand and smiling.

Wei Qi's painting was full of complexity, and he barely saved a smile, and asked: "Where did the fourth sister learn to blow the flute, and she actually blew the queen mother's baby silk out of the eggshell?" ”

Dong Xuanying on the side was also stunned, and she didn't know what to say.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of everyone in the court, Dong Qianmo was as quiet as a quiet orchid, and even the laughter was silent, with a little coolness.

It was as if it was the cheers of those people who called the chicks out of the eggshell, and she was just a cold-eyed bystander who didn't care about herself.

"Didn't I mention it to my cousin?" Dong Qianmo smiled and said, "Half a year ago, I had a chance to meet a good musical instrument master and learned some from it. ”

"What master?" Wei Qihua and Dong Xuanying asked at the same time.

"Well, the master is an old man, and he doesn't let me claim to be his disciple to the outside world, because my level is too low." Dong Qianmo turned his head and said with a happy face, "Oh, isn't this the son of the princess's cousin-in-law, my cousin Xiaoli?" ”

She ran forward, took it from the arms of a nurse, wrapped her slender arms around her chest, and chuckled: "It's so much heavier than last time, I can't even hold it." ”

Wei Qihua smiled stiffly on his beautiful face: "Children are like this, they eat two catties and grow one catty." ”

Dong Qianmo asked, "Can you let me hug him for a while?" Every time I see my cousin, I want to pinch his cute little face. ”

Wei Qi drawn: "Of course you can - fourth sister, in addition to being able to blow the flute and let the birds break out of their shells in advance, what other skills do you have?" ”

"Well, let me think about it," Dong Qianmo thought, "I know a little bit of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I also often enter the kitchen, and I can steam all kinds of steamed buns and dim sum." By the way, I can also steam egg custard! ”

"Oh......" Wei Qihua looked at Dong Qianmo, who looked naïve, gradually relieved, and said with a smile, "Mrs. Dong is good at teaching her daughter, and the daughter she teaches is talented and beautiful, and I have a daughter in Ming'er, so I must ask her for two tricks." ”

"What did my cousin-in-law say," Dong Qianmo smiled innocently, "We should ask the Wei Mansion for advice from the Dong Mansion and ask Mrs. Wei how to cultivate the cousin-in-law to become the first beauty in the capital." ”

At this time, in the court, there was cheers and laughter, and the Queen Mother stroked her palms and smiled: "Okay, good, the mourning family lost the bet with the little girl of the Dong family, and the mourning family lost to her!" ”

Lady Qiao smiled: "The slave maid went to ask her what she wanted to ask the queen mother for." ”

"A few of you," the Queen Mother smiled and browled, pointing to a corner of the courtyard, the palace people who were in charge of birds, "what are you still doing in a daze?" Why don't you bring the other four silk eggs and let the little girl of the Dong family play a song "Birth Ceremony" to promote hatching! ”

Hearing this, those people were even more stunned.

What to do? Do you want to tell the Queen Mother when she is at her best?