[Qing Chuan] Qing Chuan Wu Shi

Wu Ning watched him critique the papers, and saw a black lacquer box on Yu'an, with a pile of papers neatly stacked in the middle, but it was never seen before, and Xu Zhen sometimes took out the papers from the box Writing Zhu's decree, Wu Ning couldn't help interjecting: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?" As soon as the words came out, he regretted it.

Yinzhen was interrupted, but he was not angry. He took a gentle look at Wu Ning, and said concisely: "Save paper." By the way, he picked up a memorial from a minister and pointed it to Wu Ning, tapping his fingers lightly on it. Said: "It's a pity that the material resources are difficult, and I also asked them not to use silk as the surface for the papers they will play in the future, but plain paper.

Wu Ning suddenly thought of the luxurious and elegant furnishings that Yinzhen arranged for her in Wuling □□.

Everywhere is attentive, every piece is extraordinary.

She blinked and said nothing.

Yinzhen finished approving today's scriptures, the moon is already in the sky, and the ground is full of silver dew. He breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and saw Wu Ning leaning against the dragon seat behind him with a small bell in his arms. Already asleep, Wu Ning put his hands in its white fluff, and dozed off bit by bit.

Yinzhen suddenly felt pity, and gently touched her face. Wu Ning was in a light sleep, and immediately opened his eyes, met Yinzhen's eyes, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the concubine fell asleep first." Yinzhen shook Shaking his head, he said: "I'm used to sleeping late, but I shouldn't let Concubine Ning stay with me until now." Then she turned her head and reprimanded: "Su Peisheng, you clearly saw Concubine Ning was sleepy, but you didn't remind me!".

Su Peisheng immediately knelt down and said, "Damn the slave!" in a loud voice.

Yinzhen got up and picked up the small bell and put it under his arm, saying: "Go to sleep." He took Wu Ning's hand and wanted to leave. Wu Ning glanced at the side of the imperial case and saw a half-open booklet, which read: "I have been indifferent all my life, peaceful and self-satisfied, optimistic about my destiny, and nourishing peace with the environment. When I lived in the mansion of the vassal, although I was in the bustling, but in the middle of my sleep, I felt that I was far away and leisurely, detached from the mundane world. It is not easy to relax my body and mind .In addition to reading the classics and history, besides the collection of hundreds of schools..." Yun Yun.

Yinzhen followed her gaze and said with a smile: "It's a small collection I compiled before, and I haven't written a preface. Now in the Yuanmingyuan, listening to the wind and moon, and seeing the mountains and rivers, I have the idea of ​​starting a pen. ".

Wu Ning flipped through the booklet carefully, and saw that most of the booklets were "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring", "A Journey in Spring", "The Monk in the Mountain", "On the Qin", "On Guitian Fu", "Two Poems by the Fisherman", Titles such as "Remembering Zen Master Qian's French" are quite elegant and quiet in the Ming Dynasty's sketches.

Seeing that she liked it, Yinzhen said, "It's just right, how about coming up with a name for this book for me?".

Wu Ning stared at the booklet, thought for a while, and said: "The concubine only thinks that reading this collection makes people feel refreshed and happy, so why not call it... Yuexin Collection, what does the emperor think?".

"Yuexinji...Yuexinji...", Yinzhen muttered in a low voice, walked back and forth a few steps, clapped his hands and said: "Ning concubine is well said! Just use this name!".

Wu Ning glanced at him with a smile, lowered his head and turned to one of the pages of the book, and saw a song "Awakening the World Song", but it seemed to be written by Yinzhen himself. Feel five o'clock; think carefully from the beginning, it is Nan Ke Yimeng.".

Yinzhen came over, put his arms around her shoulders, glanced down and said: "I wrote that many years ago." Wu Ning raised his hand and stroked the paper lightly, and said: "I want to ask the emperor to inscribe this with his own pen." Poetry, make it into a scroll and let my concubine hang it up." Yinzhen was stunned, and said: "This poem is not very cleverly written, why does Ningfei only like it?".

Wu Ning was blown a little cold by the lake wind, shrunk his shoulders, hugged his arms tightly, and said with a little grievance: "The concubine just likes it, why do you have to tell the reason?" Yinzhen pinched her cheek , pretending to frown and said: "I see that in the whole Old Summer Palace, apart from Concubine Ning, I'm afraid I can't find another person who dares to talk to me like this!" Wu Ning moved his lips, lowered his eyes and did not speak, but his hands The tassel of jade pendant tightly wrapped around Yinzhen's waist.

Yinzhen gently rescued the tassel from Wu Ning's hands, bowed his head and kissed her temples, and said softly: "If you like it, I will write it to you, what's the problem?", gently running along her hairline He kissed her eyes down, Wu Ning heard his gentle voice, even though he had been intimate for many years, he still felt a jump in his heart, raised his face and closed his eyes to accept it, only felt Yinzhen's warm lips gently brushing across his face , she couldn't help but put her arms around Yinzhen's waist in attachment, and Yinzhen quietly caressed her back, and the two cuddled for a long time.

Wuling □□ is located in the north of Wanfang Anhe. It is essentially a small island surrounded by green hills and a lake in the middle.There is a forest of verdant cypresses on the mountain, a small stream flowing from the foot of the mountain in the west, and in the hidden mountain depression, there are "Deep Taoyuan", "Pinshitang", "Taohuawu", "Wanchun Pavilion", etc. There are tens of thousands of peach blossoms by the stream, According to the keeper of the garden, in March next year, you will be able to see the beautiful scenery of the mountains, the mountains, the streams, the peach blossoms, and the falling flowers.

Moreover, on Taohuaxi, just like Wan Fang'an, there are also special little eunuchs dressed as fishermen who are guarding here in a boat, waiting for the master and empress to come and go by boat.

Wuning's sleeping hall is located, called "Quanbi Hall", which is the largest palace in this building complex. To the south of the outer hall is the glass that Yinzhen specially asked to install for Wuning, and the lighting is excellent.

At this time, glass was still a luxury, just because Yinzhen heard Wu Ning complained that there were too many mosquitoes in the hall, and lighting incense would not help, so he specially asked someone to install glass on the windows, the inside and outside were clear, and there was almost no harm. grime.

On this day, Wu Ning was sitting under the glass window, watching Yinzhen's "Yue Xin Ji", and He Tian came in with a plate of "Fried Lotus Flower Snow", which was a selection of lotus slices washed with clean water. Clean, soak in rock sugar water for half an hour, wait until the sweetness of rock sugar soaks into the inside of the lotus, then rinse with tea to remove the too sweet and greasy part of the sweetness, and then use licorice water Wrap the lotus with the adjusted flour, cool the boiled milk, take the curdled milk skin, fry it into oil, and use this oil to fry the lotus petals.

When frying, you should also pay attention to it. Use a net to cover it, and pick it up as soon as it passes through the boiling oil, so as not to be too greasy and wash the master.

The lotus produced in this way has the aroma of tea and milk, and finally, it is sprinkled with a layer of falling plum-like icing, which is called "fried lotus snow". Wu Ning only knew about lotus after he came to Yuanmingyuan. Petals can also be made into desserts, which is still such an interesting way.

The ancients said "the cow chews the peony" and "boils the crane and burns the qin". I don't know if the lotus has a soul, does it have the same emotion?

Wu Ning ate a few slices by himself, and saw that the taste was very good, so he gave a lotus petal to the little bell on his knee. The "what the hell" look.

Su Peisheng wiped his sweat before finishing a plate of lotus slices.

It was quite a distance from Qingyan in Jiuzhou to Wuling, but Lord Long Live gave rewards to Concubine Ning twice in three days, and he almost broke his legs from running.

What Su Peisheng sent was a whole set of glasses, including citrine, crystal, and even purple—Wu Ning was not sure if it was amethyst.

She took one of them and put it on, and when she looked out, she didn't feel as dizzy as she imagined.

When I took it off, it turned out to be a plain mirror.

In addition, there is a brand new scroll, which is exactly the poem Yin Zhen promised to write to Wu Ning that day.

The inscription on the scroll is "Pochen Jushi".

Wu Ning knew that "Pochen Jushi" was the nickname Yinzhen gave himself when he was still Prince Yong, which means that he is indifferent and refined, stays away from politics, has a pure heart and few desires, and does not care about the world of mortals.

Wu Ning: "...".

The scroll was soon hung up, it was on the wall behind the couch, when Wu Ning was sitting on it reading a book, Yin Zhen's characters became the background, against the back of the person, and could be seen as soon as he entered the hall.

prime location.

After a few days, when Yinzhen came, he really stopped here first, and tasted it very narcissistically. After a while, the palace servants put crystal belly, crystal chicken, and lotus seed powder in the dinner. , almond tofu, lotus leaf porridge, etc., the two used it against each other, Wu Ning thought of something, and said: "Your Majesty, when are we going back to the Forbidden City?".

Yinzhen was eating the crystal chicken with his head down. After hearing this, he half-raised his face to look at Wu Ning, chewed and swallowed the chicken in his mouth leisurely, and then said: "What? Do you want to go back? Isn't it good here? ".

Wu Ning quickly explained: "No! This place is very good! It's because the concubine likes it so much that I asked the emperor when to go back, so that I can calculate in my heart how many days I can stay."

Yinzhen took a sip of the lotus leaf porridge, and seeing that the bowl in front of Wu Ning had bottomed out, he said to He Tian, ​​"Your master likes this lotus leaf porridge, so ask the Imperial Dining Room to send another one right away." He Tian nodded his head like pounding garlic. After the ground went, Yinzhen said to Wu Ning: "Why do you say it so pitifully? I don't think it's good to hear it." He put down the bowl, held Wu Ning's hand, and said: "What do you like in the Old Summer Palace? season?".

Wu Ning let him shake hands, thought for a while, then turned her head and said: "In summer, the garden is full of wind and lotus, and in winter, the heart of the lake is broken by snow... I think these two seasons must be the most beautiful." She originally wanted to say that in spring I want to see the peach blossom rain all over the sky in Wuling, but I endured it and still didn't say anything.

Yinzhen smiled and said: "When the Old Summer Palace was first built, it was used to escape the summer heat. Summer must be spent here. As for winter... I originally thought that I would come here in winter."

Wu Ning's eyes lit up: "Really?".

Yinzhen said: "It will be the same every year in the future."

Wu Ning immediately took a chopstick of crystal chicken and put it into Yinzhen's bowl.

Yinzhen sighed leisurely: "I and Ning'er always want to go together, and Ning'er knows my heart very well."