Chapter 422: The noble concubine, the minister is here
That night.
The wind blew a rain cloud, and the drizzle of rain was like strands, and the drops under the eaves were like weeping.
Inside Shujing Palace.
Concubine Shu, wearing a light green brocade robe with patterns of dragons and phoenixes, knelt down behind the desk. She seemed a little sleepy. She yawned softly, put down the book, and listened to the water flowing along the glazed tiles. The sound of dripping and slapping the stone slabs under the eaves.
Snap.
Crack.
Crack.
The deep palace is crowded and cold for thousands of years.
The autumn leaves of Jinjing Wutong are yellow, and the bead curtains are not rolled up by the night frost. The jade pillow in the fumigation cage has no color. I lie down and listen to Nangong Qing's leakage.
After all the tears, Luo Jin's dream could not come true. Late at night, he sang in the front hall. The beauty's love is cut off before she gets old, and she sits leaning against the fumigation cage until dawn.
Qiaohua and Emei were all outstanding, and humanity was grateful at that time. I haven't seen the king for many years, and the door is empty at sunset.
The embroidered skirt is tilted and she stands at attention in ecstasy, while the maid moves the lamp to close the palace door. If the swallows don't come, the flowers will rain, and the spring breeze should blame itself for the dusk.
Concubine Shu lowered her head slightly, looked at the four palace poems she had just copied, and sighed softly, her brows full of sorrow and her heart full of pain.
This is the content in a small booklet with Tang poems and Song lyrics that Li Chengze bought from Northern Qi and sent to Shujing Palace by his servants. After dinner, the rain gradually subsided. Listening to the dripping in front of the steps, She was moved by it and copied several of them casually.
Stroking the still-dry ink on the paper, she silently read the content on it again. She turned to the side, pulled over the brazier not far away, and prepared to light a fire to burn the paper.
No matter how indifferent she is, she still knows that if this kind of resentful poem is seen by others and is spread from Shujing Palace, it will most likely bring unnecessary trouble to herself. So it's better to turn into ashes.
But just when she picked up the nearest paper and prepared to light it, a gust of wind blew into the hall and blew out the palace lantern in the corner and the candles on the desk.
"Red Cornus."
In the darkness, she called the female officer's name.
It was quiet outside, no one answered, the only sound she heard was the tick-tick-tick, the sound of water falling.
"Changqin."
"Qingping."
The two palace maids did not speak.
She frowned, thinking that the three of them had gone to the bamboo forest in the Royal Garden to dig bamboo shoots - the bamboo shoots after the rain were crispy and sweet, and were one of her favorite foods. Then he put his hand under the wooden case and groped for a long time before he found the fire folding bag in the corner. He opened the lid and blew on it gently. The flames flashed and a ray of light illuminated the fresh red lips and golden hairband.
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She first lit the candle on the lampstand, and then went to light the palace lantern in the corner. At this moment, she glanced around and saw a black shadow standing in front of the hall door. Her heart suddenly rose to her throat, her legs went weak, and she fell to the ground.
“Come.”
She only called out the word “come”, and the words “people, there are assassins” behind it were silenced. At this time, the candlelight illuminated the face of the uninvited guest, The imperial concubine's eyes suddenly widened, because she knew this person. He was the envoy of Xihu, the prince and grand master of the court, and the Master of Chu who opened the third division of Yitong.
"Huh?"
Chu Pingsheng walked to the desk and stood still, looking at the four palace poems for a moment and said, "Are you copying the little gift I gave you?"
How did he enter the palace?
Why come to her Shujing Palace?
What does a small gift mean?
Concubine Shu had many questions in her heart, but her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't say a word.
"I will unblock your acupuncture points so that you can speak, but you are not allowed to speak loudly."
Concubine Shu thought for a moment and nodded.
As soon as Chu Pingsheng pointed it out, she felt her energy was relieved and she could speak.
"It's so late, how could you do that?"
"This question was asked, of course, by walking in."
"I mean, do you know this is What time and where? ”
"I can enter the Emperor's Tai Chi Palace whenever I want and leave whenever I want, let alone your Shujing Palace." Chu Pingsheng picked up the paper with Luo Yin's "Gong Ci" and read it through by candlelight: "The words Yes, it's a bit like Li Qingzhao's running script. "
"Li Qingzhao? What you said in "Three Hundred Poems of the Song Dynasty" is that "the flowers are falling and the water is flowing, a kind of lovesickness, two places of leisurely sorrow, this feeling" There is nothing that can be done to eliminate it, but the talented woman who only frowns is in her heart? "
After hearing him talk about her favorite poet, Concubine Shu temporarily forgot about his behavior of trespassing in the harem.
“That’s her.”
“Is her calligraphy good?”
"The talent is good, but the calligraphy and painting are just so-so."
Concubine Shu thought of what he said when her acupoints were restricted and she couldn't make a sound: "What do you mean by the 'little gift' you just said?"
"It's the booklet sandwiched in "Three Hundred Tang Poems"."
"You're talking about the booklet with all the contents? It was obviously given to me by Huang'er."
>"Him? Do you think a prince would give his mother something like this?"
Concubine Shu was greatly shocked.
I didn’t think about it carefully before, but now I heard Chu Pingsheng say that indeed, these palace poems have a sense of resentment and misery when reading them, which will not only double the negative emotions of life in the palace, but also make people look at It's easy to attract criticism. Li Chengze is not a fool, how could he do such a thing. "When did you put it in the book?"
Chu Pingsheng put down the paper with the palace poems on it and moved closer: "When did I put it in "Tang Poems III" "Hundred Songs" is not important, the important thing is that you are very dissatisfied with your current life."
Looking at his face that was getting closer and closer, and listening to the unintentional words, she couldn't help it. She didn't understand that these palace words were used by Chu Pingsheng to test her mind.
"What are you going to do? This is the palace. If you dare to act recklessly, Your Majesty will not spare you."
"Your Majesty? How long has it been since Your Majesty touched you?"
Concubine Shu turned over and went to After crawling back, Chu Pingsheng hugged him from behind: "Since I dare to do this, I'm not afraid of him knowing."
"Chu Pingsheng, you thief, if you don't let go, I'm going to call someone. "
"No problem, call all the people and let them see us together. I am not afraid of a barbarian from the west, but what about you?"
Chu Pingsheng leaned into her ear: "Do you think His Majesty is willing to fall out with my master for you, or is he willing to settle the matter and kill everyone who knows about it? Let me tell you another secret. My master killed the Queen Mother, Li Yunqian. He knew this very well, but what did he do?"
Concubine Shu's body was shaken and her mind went blank.
The Queen Mother was actually killed by Bai Feng?
Li Yunqian knew that it was Baifeng who killed her, and he still treated Chu Pingsheng with kindness and tolerance. Now that he has insulted the concubine in the harem, what will Li Yunqian do?
Is it important to have a queen mother?
Seeing this, Chu Pingsheng took advantage of the situation and pulled her into his arms.
She suddenly woke up and turned sideways to push.
"It can't work here. The palace is heavily guarded. Don't, don't..."
Chu Pingsheng knocked her down, stretched out his right hand, pointed at the head of the bed and hooked his fingers under the quilt. Something flew out and fell into the palm of my hand with a snap.
"My dear, isn't this the only copy of the ancient book I gave you? It turns out you like it so much that you keep it by your side to accompany you when you sleep."
Concubine Shu's body was shocked again.
“I’m curious, why a well-educated woman like you didn’t burn this book, but put it somewhere within easy reach. You see, the cover is worn away.”
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"Let me ask you a question, how many times have you watched the plot between Ximen Daguanren and Pan Wuniang?"
She turned her head, her face blushing under the candlelight. A ripe cherry, her chest was heaving violently, and she was murmuring cruel words.
"Wait for Hongzhu and the others to come back."
"Don't worry, they won't come back for a while."
Concubine Shu's expression changed slightly: "What did you do to them?"
"Don't worry, I'm still alive, I just slept a little to death."
"Let me go."
"The way you look reminds me of a word, half-hearted? That should be it."
"The patrolling guards will come over!"
"Don't worry, it won't happen, I'll touch it a long time ago Cleared their patrol route."
An hour later.
Chu Pingsheng's hand lightly touched Concubine Shu's little hand. Although she was covered in sweat and limp on the bed, she could still move her head, gritted her teeth, and turned to one side with grievance.
"You've done everything you need to do, why are you still showing off like this?"
Chu Pingsheng used a little force to straighten her head, leaned in for a kiss, and when he pulled away, he looked into a pair of tear-filled eyes. , his complexion turned cold.
"This is the so-called don't do it beforehand. It's so good in the end. Do you regret it later? She's not a yellow flower girl, pretending to be innocent."
He waved his hand, and the gorgeous bed curtains After two minutes, he got off the bed, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, and said while putting them on: "I wonder if you felt guilty and said something to me after the night banquet at the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests that night."
What did she say?
He said that Chu Pingsheng should learn from Fan Xian, but he scorned it at the time. He even got into a dispute with Hongzhu because of his attitude and slapped Hongzhu twice. This incident also became an important stain on Chu Pingsheng both inside and outside the court. spread.
Nowadays, the story of Chu Pingsheng relying on the emperor's favor to beat up the imperial concubine's personal female officer is still rumored, and even more and more rumors are getting more and more evil. A villain from the West, a villain without moral principles.
Basically no one cares about the root of this matter. Most people just want him to be despised and despised as a lustful person and a shameless villain, and they can win the battle mentally and morally. .
Only those present at the time, especially her who asked Chu Pingsheng to learn from Fan Xian, knew that Chu Pingsheng was not primarily responsible for beating the female officer.
It is tantamount to insulting people by asking him, a disciple of the great master and the future Great Khan of the grassland, to learn a copy. Can you blame others for being angry? If a low-status female officer keeps sarcastic words, doesn't she deserve to be beaten?
But the problem is that she was concerned about the royal family's face and could not come forward to clarify, and Hongzhu refused to take the initiative to admit his mistakes. Therefore, she and Hongzhu both played the role of promoters in making Chu Pingsheng infamous.
Xixissuosuo.
Chu Pingsheng fastened his jade belt and smoothed the wrinkles on his cuffs. He heard the sound of the imperial concubine getting dressed and getting out of bed from behind. He turned around and saw dark clouds scattered and a person covered in red clouds. He tugged on his messy underwear and bumped his head against the north pillar.
Of course he couldn't just sit back and watch Concubine Shu commit suicide. She held her five fingers lightly and used the Crane Control Skill lightly. The woman's momentum suddenly stopped, and her petite body flew back and fell into his arms.
(End of this chapter)