"Originally, it was indispensable, but Wu Yashi said that Bai Jun and Su Shun were-for-tat in the Outer Dynasty, so the palace would have to think of ways to keep Bai Jun, if not, wouldn't Su Shun have the final say in the affairs of the Outer Dynasty?" Xingzhen walked out of the main hall of Wutong Academy, and walked towards the sea of flowers and blue waves, and it was good to be able to arrange a few nails to work with Su Shun. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

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"Okay, the queen mother is benevolent, don't care about the foolish things I did before," Bai Junxi was so happy that his beard trembled, patted his forehead with his hand, and paced back and forth in the flower hall, "As long as the queen mother is willing to reach out and pull the old man, Su Shun, hehe, don't be afraid." ”

"Master," Wu Yashi was a little confused, "The queen didn't say anything about helping her, how could the lord be so sure?" ”

"Madam, if the queen asks you to bring it back, 'Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to perch, and the lonely sandbar is cold.'" The meaning in these words is that the old man chooses the tree and the good bird chooses the tree to perch, and the virtuous minister chooses the master to do things," Bai Jun said to Zhu Fengbiao, who was smiling on the side: "Then I will get on the queen's boat." ”

"What's the matter," Zhu Fengbiao, who had never left Bai Jun's mansion, thanked Wu Ya and replied to Bai Jun, "The queen is also a little gentleman, and it is rare that the queen will help people, Lord Zhongtang, you have also heard of rumors outside that Li Hongzhang of Zeng Guofan relied on the recommendation of the queen, and now he has the opportunity to flourish in the south, and there is also Naqinghai Mu Yang'a, although it is the concubine's mother's family, but ordinary people are not necessarily so prominent." Originally, the lower officials still didn't believe it, but now that they look at it, it's very likely. "In Zhu Fengbiao, who is already a member of the six Shangshu, and can be used as a middle hall with one foot, the backing is more important than anything else, otherwise even if it is a towering tree, it is a rootless tree and a sourceless water, and when the storm comes, everything will be in vain.

Bai Jun nodded, just about to say something. There was a sound of porcelain cracking outside, and Bai Jun frowned slightly, "Who's outside!" ”

"Sir, it's small." Jin Xiang, who was holding a tray and hanging his head, came in from outside, "The little one accidentally knocked over the teacup just now, which disturbed the master, please forgive the master." ”

"Why are you so careless. Let's have another cup," Bai Jun saw that it was his family that he had to use, and Jin Xiang, who had been brought into the examination room before the township test, was waving his hand to let him go down, and when he caught a glimpse of Jin Xiang's lost soul, he was suspicious in his heart, and stopped Jin Xiang: "What's wrong with you lately?" Where is the soul? "Usually Jin Xiangjiao is the most shrewd and capable, clever and clever.

Jin Xiang was drunk by Bai Jun, and as soon as his legs were weak, he knelt down and trembled. At this time, even Zhu Fengbiao knew that something was wrong, Bai Jun lowered his face, "What the hell is going on, tell me quickly!" ”

The queen approved the fold, heard that the emperor had finished the work, and came to Kyushu Qingyan, just entered the warm pavilion, I saw Yang Qingxi spread out the rice paper, wishful thinking in the grinding of ink, the emperor sat on the kang and played with an ancient painting. Seeing Xingzhen coming in, he hurriedly beckoned: "Queen, come and see Han Gan's painting, how about it?" Xingzhen stepped forward. I looked at the painting with the emperor's hand, it turned out to be Han Gan's "Night White", which is a famous painting handed down from the Tang Dynasty, "Shine on the Night" is the mount of Tang Xuanzong Li Longji, and the "Shine on the Night" in the picture is tied to a wooden stake, and the head is raised and hissed. The four hooves soared, as if they wanted to break free from the reins. The pen is concise, the lines are fine and strong, the horse body is slightly rendered, and the majestic demeanor has been expressed. The upper left inscription of the picture "Han Ganzhao Night White" is the inscription of Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty; There is the word "Yanyuan" at the top of the left, which seems to be the title of Zhang Yanyuan in the Tang Dynasty; There is the title of Song Mi Fu at the bottom left, and it is stamped with Zhu Wenyin, who is "born to be truly rewarded".

Xingzhen doesn't know how to paint, but he knows that Emperor Xianfeng is good at painting and calligraphy, landscapes, flowers and birds have a momentary gain, among which he is the best at painting horses, so he smiled and said: "This night Zhaobai is also fatter, although it is vivid, but it also loses the spirit of the horse, the concubine heard that the emperor is a hand in painting horses, I don't know if there is a chance to see the emperor's Danqing art today?" ”

Emperor Xianfeng laughed, quite complacent, "This night Zhaobai is Xuanzong's mount, raised in Shanglin Yuan all day long to eat and drink for good, and no one rides it, how can it not be fat, Du Fu commented that Han Gan painted the horse too fat, saying that it paints flesh and not bones, but it is also 'there is a god', today let the queen see how I painted the horse, I was too lazy to write these years, but Lao Qi entered the garden and said that there was one less hanging scroll on the main hall of his palace, and begged me to paint the horse to give it to him, otherwise it would be difficult for you to see it." ”

Xingzhen accompanied the emperor to the edge of the desk, rolled up his sleeves, took over the wishful work, and personally polished the ink for the emperor, the emperor held a purple pen, dipped in ink, and groaned slightly, and after a while, there was a belly case, and the pen was like a swimming dragon, but when he was half a cup of tea, he had already put down the pen and smiled at Xingzhen: "What does the queen think?" ”

The people praised Emperor Xianfeng for being good at painting horses, it is indeed not flattery, Xingzhen looked at a few horses on the rice paper with a realistic expression, or galloping and jumping, or looking back at the long neighing, or soaring into the air, four hooves smoke, Xingzhen is really admired, stroked the palm and praised: "The ink color is dark, which not only shows the shape of the horse, but also does not affect the charm of the ink. ”

Emperor Xianfeng nodded, "The queen's evaluation is good, it can be said that she is my bosom friend, now this painting has been completed, there is still a lack of a poem, there is no painting and no poem, isn't it a pity," the emperor picked up a pen and gave it to Xingzhen, "The queen has not written a poem for a long time, why not write a poem, so that our husband and wife have their own responsibilities, and they complement each other, and it is solemn and decent to give the seventh child." ”

"The concubine tried her best, she has been delayed in mundane things in the past few years, I'm afraid Jiang Lang is done." Xingzhen smiled bitterly, she shouldn't have shown how quick she was at the beginning, but now she has put herself in, she can't say it, she can only do it again, what can't you copy? Then make up one yourself.

"The queen is humble and takes her time." The emperor was full of interest, Xingzhen pondered for a while, muttered to herself, and after a while, she made a decision, with a wave of the ink pen, the pen was like flying, and the cursive script was continuous, like a flying swallow shuttling, Emperor Xianfeng looked at it and couldn't help but read it:

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Pegasus descends into the air on its own,

Fengyun is a friend from the dragon.

Fu Jian Gexi shows his skills,"

"Spirited and energetic." Xingzhen put down her pen and said to the emperor with a smile, "The concubine's ugly poems, I'm afraid it will stain the emperor's good paintings." ”

"No, Queen, this poem is imitation of the ancient style of the Qin and Han dynasties, although the words are simple, but the spirit in this poem is extraordinary, faintly with the meaning of Top Gun, Queen," Emperor Xianfeng nodded Xingzhen's nose a few times with his hand, "If I hadn't seen the queen waving ink on the spot, I would definitely think that it was done by a man." ”

"The emperor praised it falsely, but this poem has no name, and I ask the emperor to give it a name, how about it?" Xingzhen handed the pen to Xianfeng's hand again. (To be continued.) )