debt repayment

Seeing this, Song Huiming secretly held the jade cup tightly.

The piece of orchid red stone in front of him is the one he sent to Yuchuntang.His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not very old, but his ability to seize flowers and present Buddha is very good at cultivation.Presumably the crown prince gave the order secretly, and the group of people in Yuchun Hall weighed it up for a moment and decided to listen to the latter.

After all, this is the future king.

Song Hui Anlang said: "Grandmother is a princess who was born in Rongshan, Beitu. Since she married Changming 42 years ago, she has never returned to her hometown. However, grandma has been away from home for a long time, which makes her grandson sad. It happens that grandma likes to listen to this hometown drama "" "Brother Ying's Safari", the grandson asked someone to carve this mountain according to the grandson's drawings, and presented it to the grandmother as a birthday gift, and hoped that it could relieve the grandmother's nostalgia."

The queen mother was very moved, and said with a smile: "Cheng Jia is really a caring and good child, come, come to grandma."

Song Hui'an let out an "eh", and left the table to come to the Empress Dowager. The Empress Dowager held his hand, looked at him carefully, then took a string of simple and round jasper beads from his wrist, and put them in his hand. inside.

Song Hui'an pretended to be surprised: "Grandma, this...?"

"Chengjia, you can just take it," the queen mother patted him on the shoulder gratifiedly, "these are beads brought by my grandmother from the north, and they have been worn on her body for decades, and she never leaves her body. Carrying it will bring you good luck. Grandma is also old. Maybe I should leave this string of beads to the younger generation for good luck. Chengjia, grandma gave it to you, and I hope grandma is doing well. Prosperous luck, be a wise king."

She had originally placed high hopes on her beautiful and intelligent eldest grandson, but now that she is getting old, it is difficult to add homesickness, and when she is lonely, she can't help but feel sad, Song Hui'an is so caring, which really makes her happy.

Song Hui'an is the future monarch of Changming, and she showed her preference for him, which is justified.

But Song Hui'an got the beads, smiled all over his face, and pulled the Queen Mother to talk and laugh a few words before returning to his seat.The handsome young man who was as jade as bamboo kept his expression on his face, lowered his head and sipped his wine.Yu raised his eyes and smiled lightly, humble and polite, but this smile had another meaning in Song Huiming's eyes.

Extremely proud, extremely mocking.

Little bunny.

The next grandson of the emperor to celebrate his birthday is the eldest son Song Huiming.

Song Huiming took the scroll from Guisheng and handed it to the Empress Dowager himself.

"Grandmother, please take a look, this is the work of my grandson's painstaking efforts."

"Oh?"

Facing the eldest grandson who has become a young talent, the queen mother also smiled.Chengyuan has gained a good reputation in the court since she was 14 years old when she came into contact with government affairs. Not only were all the officials praised, but even the always harsh emperor beamed with joy, so that she could hear news about him even in the deep palace .

The picture scroll with the background of Yunsixuan unfolds slowly, and the green mountains and clear waters rendered in heavy colors are like a hidden landscape in the painting, seeing the light of day.Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are vivid on paper.

Gold leaf powder is added to the ink line of the outline.The thin and flexible lines hide the golden light.The continuous river water is even more unique, sparkling and flowing into a piece of gold.

There is a fairy pavilion hidden in the towering mountains, and the goddess descends from the sky, and the divine light shines on all living beings.Needless to say, the dignified and benevolent Goddess is based on the Empress Dowager.The beautiful eyebrows and the loving smile on the corners of the lips all vividly outline the expression of the Empress Dowager.

Excellent dictation.

His Majesty has both talents and sentiments, especially his good painting skills. This painting is huge in size and extraordinary in style, no worse than the calm and atmospheric Lan Chishi mountain that Prince Cai just made.

The audience was full of praise.Compared with popular birthday paintings, Song Huiming's painting is not only brilliant in brushwork, but also more open in artistic conception, romantic and sincere, and it is really a masterpiece.

"This "Landscape and Longevity Picture" is a birthday gift from my grandson to my grandmother. My grandmother has a noble sentiment and loves mountains and rivers, but she has no chance to go out of the palace to enjoy the scenery. No matter how beautiful the mountains and rivers of the Royal Villa are, you will get tired of seeing them after a long time Last year, my grandson was ordered by his father to go to the Liqing River to adjust the sentiments of the people. When he saw the beautiful scenery of the place, he kept it in his heart. The grandson's brushwork is limited, and he cannot restore all the beauty of the world. He can only do his best. I just hope that the mountains and rivers in this painting can also explain my grandmother's joy for my Changming rivers and mountains."

He studied under the famous masters of the time, with a youthful spirit, not an old craftsman, but natural and fresh. The Empress Dowager was fascinated by the landscape in the painting just by looking at it, and could not regain her senses for a long time.

"Okay, okay, Chengyuan has a heart," the Queen Mother laughed from ear to ear, "Grandmother has long heard that Chengyuan's painting skills are superb, and today she has seen it."

The queen mother was very happy, and called all the ladies serving in the palace to fetch a sachet, and gave it to Song Huiming.

"This is a token that my grandmother asked for when she went to Yangshui a few years ago, and she has been looking for an owner to entrust it to. Since Chengjia has the beads, I will give this sachet to you, Chengyuan," the queen mother urged. "Grandmother hopes that Chengyuan can go to more places in the future, listen to people's sentiments, manage people's livelihood, assist Chengjia, and benefit the people of Changming. Chengyuan is really a good boy, prince, you think Jiachengyuan is so sensible , It is really a blessing that our ancestors cultivated in several lifetimes."

"The grandson always remembers the teachings of his grandmother."

Song Huiming returned to the banquet and looked at the person opposite him.

Your Royal Highness, Song Huiming snorted, you really forgot that calligraphy and painting have always been my specialty, if you secretly exchanged me a present, I would naturally be able to create a hundred more, do you think that changing that mountain would catch me off guard?Whether it's a gift or you don't have anything to show, you are naive.

I don't know which student gave you the idea?

Song Hui'an raised his eyebrows slightly.

whispering sound.

The cost of the crown prince is second only to that of the empress, and the stone material is what I deserved. Could it be that I want to inform you when I take back my own things?A mere bastard, might he be able to bear this notification from the palace?

The next few little princes are too young and immature in giving gifts. Most of them are guided by their mothers or teachers, and they copy some scriptures and send them to them.

Only the fifteenth prince didn't follow the routine, and led by Gong'e, he came timidly in front of the queen mother, and presented a ball of dry mud with unknown meaning.

There was actually a hole inserted in the dry mud with a bamboo stick, and a flower was inserted in the hole.

Song Hui'an just took one look at the lump of dry mud and was about to die.

Silly brother, my brother is ready to put a gift in your hand, why don't you want it?This, this, such a lump of mud, how decent it is!Are you going to piss off brother?

The Queen Mother smiled and said, "Fifteen, what is this?"

"It's a flower arrangement for grandma," the five-year-old Shiwu opened his big round eyes, "Fifteen made it out of soil, isn't it... not quite like it?"

On the surface, Song Huiming controlled his elder brother's calmness and self-control, but in fact he was about to laugh and lose his temper.

It's not just that it doesn't look like it, it looks like a ball when viewed from the side, and it looks oblate when viewed from the side. Some people believe that it is dried cow dung with flowers inserted.

Fifteen whispered: "Grandmother, a few days ago, my grandson and his mother went to the temple and saw a flower vase used to worship the gods. The master in the temple said that if you make a wish with this flower vase, it will come true. Grandson thought, grandson Making one and then making a wish is more effective than asking someone else to make one, so my grandson made one by himself... In fact, my grandson has done a lot, and this is the best one to see."

His eyes were full of tears, like a lamb.

"Good boy, where did you start, all by yourself?"

His Royal Highness the Fifteenth replied: "Dig the soil. Everyone said that there was a goddess descended from the sky in Linxian Mountain in the east of the city. The grandson begged his mother and took him to Linxian Mountain. He found the fairy cypress and dug the soil under the cypress tree. Everyone said that the Goddess will respond to every request, so my grandson made a wish to her, wishing that my grandmother will live longer than Nanshan, so that Shiwu can always be with you."

Childish innocence, full of sincerity.

The Queen Mother smiled from ear to ear, took the clay flower plug in Shiwu's hand, and kissed his forehead.

"Good boy, grandma will accept this great gift of yours. Thank you Shiwu for such a lovely gift."

Shiwu smiled happily: "Really?"

The queen mother smiled and said, "Really."

Unexpectedly, after a circle, the limelight was all stolen by children who didn't know anything.

Song Huiming smiled mockingly, but he was quite happy to see Song Huian on the opposite side smiling.

It's probably because his favorite brother is more proud and happy than him winning the jackpot.

Late at night, the queen mother was tired, and after listening to a few plays, she got up and drove back to the palace.The empress respectfully sent off the empress dowager and left the banquet together.

The opera troupe stepped down, and the female actress trained by the Jiaofang wore a plain skirt, a transparent gauze, and embraced a silver-patterned pipa, like a stream of flowers being pushed by the singing, slowly pouring into the palace, twisting her waist and limbs like a fresh green in the spring breeze The tender willows are shy and pretty, growing lotuses every step of the way.

The sound of the pipa is like a clear spring in the mountains, like jade beads falling to the ground, and the most clear and moving voice is the singing voice of a nightingale.

Every face, like flowers and jade, blooms with elegant and beautiful smiles, with sweet smiles and picturesque eyebrows.

Song Huiming looked at the soft and boneless beauty in front of him, smashed his mouth, but felt that it was tasteless, as if even the fine wine in the cup was as light as water.

What floated in his mind was the tall and strong figure of the man on the stage just now.

Since they all studied folk art, such a beautiful body should have a special charm.

"Gui Sheng," he said softly to the little eunuch who was waiting by his side, "Go and call the actor who sang the Yumen Brothers on stage to Yongping Palace."

Gui Sheng said: "Your Highness, do you want Yu Wenxian or Yu Lexian?"

Song Huiming frowned and said, "Two."

Gui Sheng got the order and went to work quickly.Song Huiming took a sip of his wine and squinted at Wu.His mind was already gone, but he still had to wait.

The Empress Dowager and the Empress have already left the banquet, and now the only one who can be called the host at this banquet is the Crown Prince, if the Crown Prince does not leave, it is not easy for others to leave.

Song Hui'an was only fourteen years old. He drank a lot of wine and drank about two small cups of wine. His cheeks were flushed from the heat, his forehead was covered with thin sweat, and his eyes were hazy and forced to open. He was about to shed tears from the heat of the wine.Fortunately, everyone is addicted to singing and dancing, and no one pays attention to his predicament.

Although he doesn't like this younger brother who is always against him, he has to admit that Song Hui'an's appearance is much more beautiful than the maiko below.

When the song is over, the drumbeat starts again.

Following the cheerful and lively rhythm, the girls in plain skirts retreated gracefully and replaced with blonde dancers in exotic dresses.