Concubine Mi in the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 64

In the Qianqing Palace, Kangxi sneezed suddenly, and Li Dequan hurriedly asked someone to boil a bowl of ginger soup.

Nala Yurong, who was grinding ink at the desk, stopped the movements of his hands, showing a worried look. Could it be that the emperor has caught a cold?

Although she really wanted to care about the emperor, but after entering this majestic Qianqing Palace, she felt that her courage suddenly became smaller, and she didn't even dare to vent her anger out loud.

When she was in the mansion, Ama'er Niang was pampering her, how had she ever been so uneasy?
Her uneasiness was only because the emperor looked a little different from yesterday.

When I was in Zhongcui Palace yesterday, the emperor looked at her in a different way, even when my aunt was serving dishes, the emperor took a look at her before letting my aunt sit down.During the meal, I also asked her a lot of questions with great interest. Knowing that she has read a lot of books, I am also very interested.

Otherwise, the emperor would not let her serve ink in Qianqing Palace.

She said she was serving Mo, but how could she not understand what the emperor meant, between a man and a woman, only when they saw each other a lot would the relationship grow stronger. The emperor had the intention to bring her into the harem.

But at this moment, she felt a little uneasy.

From coming in to now, except for shouting, the emperor has never said a word to her, not even gave her a look.

Even when she went to polish the ink before the dragon case, it was Eunuch Li who gave her a wink to hint that she had gone.

She was standing beside the dragon case, holding a millstone in her hand, slowly grinding the ink, turning it round and round. At this moment, her wrists were a little sore, but the emperor never stopped.

"Your Majesty, drink a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold." Li Dequan took a bowl of ginger soup and put it in front of Kangxi.

"En." Kangxi hummed, raised his head, took a few sips of the ginger soup on the table, and then put it down again. From the beginning to the end, he never glanced at Nala Yurong who was standing beside him.

Seeing this, Li Dequan shook his head slightly, this is really a good day, but he wants to be a palace maid serving Mo, is it so easy for you to be a palace maid?
Li Dequan lowered his head and curled the corners of his mouth ironically, this Concubine Hui's vision is not very good.As far as this one is concerned, even if the emperor really gave him a title, he would only treat it as a plaything, and it's too early to leave his favor?
Nala Yurong couldn't see Li Dequan's expression, so naturally she didn't know that she had been underestimated by the eunuch in charge of Qianqing Palace.

It's just that seeing the emperor's indifference which is completely different from yesterday's, felt wronged, and finally resisted the urge to cry.But her eyes are red, making her even more charming.

It's a pity that no matter how pitiful she was, the emperor didn't raise his head to look at her.If the emperor didn't raise his head, Li Dequan, who was watching him, couldn't make a sound to remind him.

If the emperor wants to torment a person, that's not an exciting toss.

Li Dequan suddenly remembered that when the secret master came over that day, the emperor seemed to ask something, and then the secret master whispered something in the emperor's ear.

He didn't understand at that time, but now he understands a lot.No wonder the emperor wanted to bring this Yurong Gege to Qianqing Palace to serve Mo, the meaning was obvious: Didn't you tie up the maids as soon as you entered the palace?With that strength, it's better to learn how to be a court lady by yourself, and at least learn the rules better.

The emperor really treats his secret master...

Li Dequan can't find any words to describe it. He just remembers that in the future, the errands of the Qixiang Palace must be [-]% careful. The secret master is the emperor's favorite person. No one else can compare with the secret master in the emperor. He whispered something in his ear.

Otherwise, how could the emperor "explode" this niece that Concubine Hui had just brought into the palace so well.

Just thinking about it, Kangxi stood up from the dragon chair, put down the brush in his hand, and looked thoughtfully at Yurong Gege standing there grinding ink.

"But tired?" Kangxi asked.

Nala Yurong felt tense when she heard Kangxi's question, and it took her a long time to bless her body, and she replied softly: "I am not tired, it is my honor to serve the emperor, how can I be tired?"

Kangxi beckoned, and Li Dequan immediately spread the rice paper on the desk, took a brush, and handed it to the emperor.

This afternoon, Kangxi was extraordinarily energetic. He not only approved the two-base papers, but also began to paint with great interest.

Kangxi's painters are very good. It took more than an hour to outline a landscape painting on paper. The abrupt mountains and rocks stand among the stones, and the clouds and springs pour down from the sky. A unique artistic conception.

It's just that the mountains, rivers and jungles did not cost a single bit of ink.

Li Dequan looked at Yurong Gege, who was standing beside the dragon case, who was a little tottering, and thought to himself who made you look forward to the emperor. The emperor usually doesn't make troubles, but he can't bear to make troubles.

If you want to blame it, it's your own bad luck, you just entered the palace, so you didn't win that person's favor.

No, the master whispered a few words in the emperor's ear, and the emperor took it to heart. If the emperor takes it to heart, can you still get it right in the future?

"How about this painting?" Kangxi asked with great interest as if he didn't see the lovely and pitiful look of the beautiful woman beside him.

Nala Yurong's face turned red and then turned pale. After standing for such a long time and wearing ink for such a long time, her body could no longer bear it.If she hadn't pinched her palm tightly to wake herself up, she felt that she would pass out immediately.

Hearing Kangxi's question at this moment, he hastily pulled out a smile, and replied: "Since ancient times, there has been a theory of six methods and three grades in painting. The ancients said that the charm is vivid and comes from nature. People should not look at its ingenuity. Wei's divine grade; The pen and ink are superb, the painting is well done, and those with more than enough interest are the wonderful products of Wei; those who have the similarity in shape without losing the rules are the excellent products of Wei."

"The painting of the emperor is a divine product." Nala Yurong praised.

Li Dequan listened on the sidelines, thinking that Yurong Gege had some knowledge.It's just that no matter how much knowledge you have, it's useless if the emperor doesn't care!
If the secret master was here, he might say: The emperor's paintings are naturally good, but the concubines can't tell. The emperor knows that the concubines have never learned painting...

Then, the emperor would smile loudly, and teach the secret master how to paint.

Tell me, why are people so different?In the final analysis, it was the secret master who fell into the eyes of the emperor, or else, why did the days become more moist every day?

"I'm tired after standing for so long, Li Dequan, take Yurong Gege to the side hall to rest." Kangxi didn't respond to Nala Yurong's words, but only gave an order.

This time, Nala Yurong naturally didn't dare to say that she wasn't tired, she hastily put down the millstone in her hand, and calmed down, "My daughter thanked the emperor."

Kangxi waved his hand as a response.

Li Dequan could see clearly that Yurong Gege's legs were trembling when he came down from the dragon case. The emperor is usually a sympathetic master, but now he tossed Yurong Gege like this.

It can only be said that Concubine Hui made the wrong idea this time.

The reason why the emperor is far away from the elder brother is not the prince, but who is the prince? He was raised in Qianqing Palace and raised by the emperor since he was a child.No matter which master the emperor likes, he will not disturb the foundation of the prince for anyone.

Concubine Hui didn't know how, no matter how the emperor alienated elder brother, elder brother was also the emperor's eldest son, the emperor would naturally arrange a good future for elder brother.

However, if Concubine Hui continues to be so restless, stepping on the emperor's bottom line, according to the emperor's temperament, and the good fruit of their mother and son?

Li Dequan shook his head, but there was no sign of any abnormality on his face. He had served the emperor for so many years, and knew that the most important thing to be on the emperor's side was stability. The emperor's thoughts could be guessed, not only could but also had to be figured out thoroughly.

But if you reveal half of the emperor's thoughts, you will lose your own head.

Therefore, Li Dequan knows best what to say and what not to say.

The side hall of the Qianqing Palace mentioned by Kangxi is the resting place for the maids, not something connected to the main hall. When Li Dequan opened the door and came in, the maids in the room respectfully blessed him, He saluted and said, "Eunuch Li is auspicious."

Li Dequan is the chief eunuch of Qianqing Palace, and he is also a calf protector on weekdays, so the respect of the palace ladies and eunuchs here is real.

"This is Gege Yurong." Li Dequan waved his hand and began to introduce Nala Yurong to everyone.

"Slave pays respects to Ge Ge." There was a flash of understanding in the eyes of everyone, and they all greeted respectfully.

Nowadays, all the maids and eunuchs in Qianqing Palace don't know Nala Yurong's name, she is the niece of Concubine Hui, but she comes to Qianqing Palace to serve Mo, that feeling is really weird.

Now they call Gege respectfully, which is considered polite.

Nala Yurong stood there, her face turned red and turned white, she was in a daze, and forgot to call out.

Or Li Dequan called her from the side: "Gege?"

"Everyone get up." Nara Yurong came back to her senses, looked at the few court ladies squatting there, and hurriedly called out.

A look of disdain flashed in Li Dequan's eyes, but he said with a smile on his face: "If Gege has nothing to say, the servant will go back to the front hall to serve."

Nala Yurong nodded, originally wanted to get something out of Eunuch Li's mouth, but how could he have guessed that the side hall mentioned by the emperor was actually a place where the palace ladies stayed.

Seeing her thoughts, Li Dequan hurriedly said: "Ge Ge is relieved, the emperor naturally values ​​Ge Ge."

But no, this person is all around, to hinder Concubine Hui's face, the emperor has to give him a title.Besides, with the secret master, you have to find someone to share the favor with, right?

But as for the status, it's not something these slaves can guess.

The emperor's thoughts are deep!
After hearing Li Dequan's words, Nala Yurong forced a smile: "Eunuch, go quickly, don't make the emperor wait."

Li Dequan bowed and walked out of the hall.

No matter how daring Nala Yurong was, when things got to this point, he couldn't help feeling uneasy.

Since she was born, she had never suffered such a serious crime. Looking at her swollen wrists and thinking that the emperor had arranged for her to be with these court ladies, she finally couldn't hold back the tears that fell drop by drop.

Could it be that in the eyes of the emperor, she is as humble as these court ladies?
She is the niece of Concubine Hui, and her mother is an important minister in the court.

Nala Yurong sat there, her eyes were red, but she didn't dare to cry loudly for fear that it would reach the emperor's ears.

She thought that she could clearly see the ambiguity in the emperor's eyes, and when she thought of the way the emperor looked at her in Zhongcui Palace, she was sure that the emperor had that kind of thought for her.

But what's wrong?

Nala Yurong felt a little desperate, thinking for a while that she would not be favored by the emperor, and comforting herself for a while.

That day the emperor had dinner in the Zhongcui Palace and went to the harem. Today the emperor is in the Qianqing Palace, which is the former dynasty.

Perhaps, the emperor treated her coldly only because this is the Qianqing Palace, where the emperor handles government affairs.

The more Nala Yurong thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case. If the emperor didn't want to see her, why would he still be interested in painting?

How can the emperor let go of his arrogance when others recite poems against him?

Thinking of the ambiguities when the emperor looked at her yesterday, she became more and more sure in her heart.

Everyone watched her complexion change again and again, crying for a while and giggling for a while, and they only thought that this Yurong Gege was really a wonderful flower.

Crying so sadly, I don't know what wronged the emperor has done to Ge Ge.

It's not that the emperor has taken a fancy to this Grid.Looking at it now, why is it not the case?
Imperial Servant Mo, after all, isn't it the job of a court lady?
(End of this chapter)