Comprehensive Film and Television: Starting from An Lingrong, becoming the king of rolls

An Lingrong was serving the emperor's meal. She had read the plot countless times before traveling through time. She knew the lines in it by heart, and she also knew the emperor's preferences very well.

She pretended not to know, tasted some dishes that the emperor liked, praised them repeatedly and recommended them to him.

The emperor saw that her preferences were consistent with his own, and he immediately felt that this girl was more in line with his taste.

Of course, An Lingrong would not pick everyone the emperor likes, that would be too fake. Among the ten dishes, there were one or two dishes that seemed average to the emperor, which was enough to surprise the emperor.

After the meal, I just felt so comfortable. Spending time with An Lingrong was unprecedentedly relaxing and joyful.

After dinner, the emperor was not in a hurry to exercise. Instead, he took An Lingrong to read and discuss poetry.

An Lingrong did not learn in vain these six years. When the emperor mentioned the previous sentence, she could pick up the next sentence.

You can also draw inferences from one instance and draw lessons from classics. The more the two chatted, the more they became attached to each other.

The emperor never thought that there would be such a woman in the harem who could keep up with his own thinking and be so talented.

At first, I only liked An Lingrong's beautiful figure, but now I am even more satisfied with her inner qualities.

I couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that Rong'er is born as a girl. If she were a boy, I would definitely want you to be the third flower."

An Lingrong tilted his little head and asked curiously: "Then why is he not the number one scholar?"

"Silly girl, the most beautiful people are chosen for the top prize." The emperor pinched her little nose and said with a smile.

"That's such a pity~"

An Lingrong winked at him playfully: "But if the concubine is really a man, he won't be able to enter the palace. Does the emperor really want to let go of the concubine?"

The ambiguous meaning of this sentence is self-evident.

The emperor's eyes were dark, and he felt hot in his heart, and he didn't care about any poems.

He picked An Lingrong up in his arms and chuckled softly: "It's getting late, it's time to rest. I'll let Rong'er see if I can bear to part with him."

It was another night of warmth under the red candle tent, and I was turned over by the red waves.

An Lingrong fell asleep again...

For seven consecutive days, the emperor read An Lingrong's sign every day, and even summoned her to the Yangxin Hall during the day to add fragrance to her red sleeves.

Every day the rewards were delivered on time like running water, and the sour taste of the concubines in the harem was enough to make them jealous.

The quarrels and quarrels during the greeting almost buried An Lingrong, but An Lingrong looked like I don't understand what you are talking about.

No excuses were left behind in the conversation, and in the end the person who was looking for trouble was left feeling angry.

No one in the palace had ever been so favored, and for a moment, everyone felt a little afraid and jealous.

Especially for Concubine Hua, the porcelain in Yikun Palace was replaced one after another, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs was almost overwhelmed.

The Queen secretly and openly reminded An Lingrong to persuade the Emperor to keep the rain and dew out. She promised well, but never acted.

When asked the next day, he looked shy and said that he was unable to ask the Queen for forgiveness.

What else can the queen do?

Push the emperor out? An Lingrong doesn't.

She doesn't have a pure face, so she can't behave like Zhen Huan. Different people say the same thing with different effects.

Zhen Huan's advice to the emperor to keep the rain and dew wet will only make the emperor think of the original Queen Chunyuan and pity her even more.

If she had persuaded him like this, given the emperor's stingy and suspicious character, she might have felt that she was pushing him away and letting him down.

Therefore, she must be a little woman who relies on the emperor with all her heart and soul, with the emperor in her heart and eyes.

The more she occupied him, the more the emperor felt happy that she admired him.

During these seven days, An Lingrong showed the emperor a little bit of his talent and uniqueness every day.

Today I will talk about poetry and composition with the emperor, tomorrow I will talk about the Four Books and Five Classics, and the day after tomorrow I will play the zheng and paint with the emperor. Of course, she played it and the emperor painted it.

The two of them played the piano and the harp very well.

Of course, she never took advantage of dancing and singing.

These two things are bonus points when the love is deep, but when the love is shallow, it will only affect one's positioning in the emperor's heart.

After seven days, An Lingrong's weight in the emperor's heart was completely different from when he first accepted the favor.

In the end, Shen Meizhuang's eyebrows were filled with anxiety when he was greeting her, and the Queen couldn't sit still.

It would be nice to have someone to suppress Concubine Hua's arrogance, but she didn't want another Concubine Hua in the palace.

However, An Lingrong was not proud of being favored, and came early every day to say hello. He was also very respectful to her and couldn't fault her at all.

It seemed that the only option was to let my aunt take action.

On the eighth day, the emperor went to court and was summoned by the queen mother.

"Emperor, I haven't seen you in the Ai family for some time. The people who serve you recently have been very considerate, and you look much better."

The emperor listened to the piano and understood the elegant meaning, and immediately replied: "There is a noble man recently who is very suitable to my heart."

"Mr. Xian? You are the new palace concubine, right?"

How could the Queen Mother not know who An Lingrong was? During the draft, she wanted to pair up with Ren and Yunli, but unfortunately she couldn't win over the emperor.

"Exactly." The emperor also remembered the Queen Mother's idea of ​​drafting, and felt an awkward feeling in his heart.

It suddenly occurred to him that Yunli was quite famous in Beijing, had a handsome face and was talented, and was the sweetheart of many ladies.

I don’t know if Rong’er was happy or regretful when he was chosen to enter the palace.

Once this thought came to his mind, he couldn't hold it down anymore.

The Queen Mother did not see what he was thinking and smiled lightly: "The emperor's body is the most important. Since it suits his heart, there is no harm in pampering him more. This noble man, the Ai family reminds me of Concubine Shu when she first entered the palace." Look up, Mr. Xian does have the demeanor of Concubine Shu when she was young."

"Oh?" The emperor's expression was indifferent and he said disapprovingly: "My son no longer remembers the appearance of Concubine Shu. Xian Guiren is different from the other concubines in that she is well-behaved and smart. I don't think she has much in common with her."

Different from others? I just feel that Xiangui is different from those other enchanting people.

The Queen Mother remained calm and brought the topic back: "That's right. Concubine Shu used to dote on the harem, which made all the concubines resentful. After all, Noble Lady Xian can't compare to her."

The emperor lowered his eyes impatiently: "The emperor's mother-in-law speaks golden words, and my son will learn from them."

The Queen Mother saw that he was not in a high mood, so after saying a few more words, she excused herself as tired, and then the Emperor took his leave.

When he was about to walk out of the palace gate, he suddenly thought of something and asked Sun Zhuxi who was escorting him out: "Aunt Sun, the Queen's mother has always been in poor health. It's time to find some suitable people to take care of her. Does Aunt Sun know that the Queen's mother is not in good health?" Who do you like the most to come here every day?"

Sun Zhuxi thought for a while: "Except for the Queen Mother who often comes to serve the Queen Mother and take the decoction, Concubine Qi is the only one who comes more frequently in recent days. Yesterday I chatted with the Queen Mother for a long time before leaving."

"Concubine Qi..." The emperor's tone was unclear: "She is thoughtful."

Sun Zhuxi smiled. No more words were spoken.

In the afternoon, An Lingrong was leaning on the beauty's couch and reading a book. The emperor sent a message at noon asking her to have a good rest these days.

She was able to steal half a day's leisure and relax her old waist.