The Legend of Nanshan Jun

On the second day, I was woken up early by the little eunuch Jiaoyin, "Oh, my God! Why are you still asleep, the servant! The other servants are all waiting in line for Mr. Zhang to paint!"

I opened my dim eyes and felt my temples still throbbing, "Please remind me, please get up now."

That's right, before the face saint, the painter is usually ordered to paint for the emperor to have a look at. If there is a favorite emperor, he will pay more attention during the face saint.

Therefore, painting today is very important, no wonder so many people went there early.

I don't want to be chosen by the Holy Majesty, so naturally I don't care about it, so I still sleep with my head covered all day long.But since the young eunuch came to remind me, I still have to put on a show, and being too negligent will make me stand out.

I put on my makeup as quickly as possible, which made my skin look a bit darker and yellower on the basis of yesterday, and I went out with peace of mind after a closer look.

Today Amnesty took the scene in the Imperial Garden, and when I arrived at the Imperial Garden, I saw a long queue.One of the attendants was posing at the side, waiting for the painter to enter the painting.

Approaching slightly, seeing the faint beads of sweat on his forehead, he knew he had been standing for a long time, but the joy in his brows and eyes was not hidden, and with the scenery behind him, he was actually a handsome man.

I walked to the back of the line and stood still, taking a closer look, I was the last one among so many candidates, and I smiled at the few candidates who turned around in front of me with some embarrassment.

But I heard one of them said strangely: "It's really blind to be selected as a servant with such an ugly face."

The other tut-tsk said, "The current re-examiner can open a relationship with just a little money, so what if you and I are selected based on our beauty?"

"It's a pity that I want to live with this kind of person in Chenghui Hall, it's really annoying."

"Brother Ning Rong, don't be sad. After today's artist finishes painting and shows it to the emperor, he will definitely be left behind."

"Oh, you really..." The two pushed each other and laughed.

I sighed helplessly in my heart, not sad because they satirized me, I just thought it was funny.These two men boasted of their beauty, but they didn't know that they were at the end of the line. The artist had painted many beautiful men before, and his eyesight was already tired. How could this painting be so good?

When it was my turn, the artist hardly raised his head, and finished the work with a few hasty strokes, which really surprised me at his speed.

I was secretly happy, I had no money, no good looks, and I was at the end of the list, so it was natural to get things done hastily, so it should not attract too much attention from the emperor.

A few days later, it finally came to Liyuan Miansheng.

Along the way, male and female concubines walked in twos and threes, and I walked slowly behind with my head down. I wanted to be unobtrusive, but I heard a few people around me discussing: "This draft is really unexpected. !Look at the concubines left behind after the retest that day, at least a hundred of them!"

"It's not...Compared with female concubines, our thirty male concubines can almost be ignored."

"It can be seen that the Holy Majesty still prefers female concubines."

"It's natural. Have you ever heard that the Holy One favors a man?"

"That's true. But I didn't expect that the young master of the Cui family would also enter the palace. Do you think His Majesty will look at him differently?"

The other lowered his voice and said: "Who knows, Cui Xuanshi's talent is unparalleled, if it comes to beauty, he is still gentle and elegant."

"It's a pity that Shangguan Wenya didn't enter the palace, otherwise who among us concubines is more beautiful than him?"

"Does Shangguan Wenya have such beauty? How does it compare with Misty Xuan's evening face?"

"How does this compare... A son of a family and a diva in a brothel are incomparable."

"That's true! However, Cui Xuanshi is definitely not someone in the pool. I think he is very likely to be favored by the Holy Spirit this time. Do you believe it?"

"Are you so sure? I think it should be Fang Xuan's waiter. Among us, he is the only one with first-class family background and status."

"How about we make a bet, if I win, you will serve me tea and water."

"Okay, if I win, you are ready to bow to me three times in front of everyone and call me Grandpa!" Another said not to be outdone.

The former puffed up his cheeks with anger, and the two were gearing up for a small bet.

Cui Minglang and Fang Shengze, who had become other people's bets, walked in the front, they were talking with each other, and missed this wonderful scene.

I shook my head laughingly, but I was a little curious about what made Fang Shengze blush with excitement, and Cui Minglang's expression was also a little different.And Sima Qingyan behind them looked curious, and the people beside them also looked expectant.

I quickened my pace a little, followed them, and faintly heard the words "Qiankun Pavilion".

Qiankun Pavilion is located in the West Qin Dynasty, but its reputation resounds throughout the Central Plains. It is a mysterious organization as famous as Xuanji Building.It's just that the latter is in the business of killing people, which is unavoidable, but the former fascinates many people.

This is a matter of the rivers and lakes, and rarely involves the court.But the Qiankun Pavilion made a prophecy every ten years, and it has been successful every time for a hundred years, without exception, so it has great prestige among the Three Kingdoms.

"Brother Fang, are you sure the news is true?" Cui Minglang asked.

"Of course, this is what I begged for." Fang Shengze patted his chest proudly.

Sima Qingyan beside him turned his head curiously, "The Qiankun Pavilion only made a prophecy ten years ago, I didn't expect that today is ten years later. Brother Fang, tell me what kind of prophecy it is?"

Fang Shengze glanced at Cui Minglang who was smiling and silent, and said with a slow smile, "Even if you think hard about this prophecy, you can't think of it."

When he said this, the servants around him became even more curious, and Shen Chongrong couldn't help asking, "Is it so mysterious?"

Fang Shengze played the game leisurely, and a few impatient ones even urged, "What kind of prophecy is it?"

"Brother Fang, tell me quickly!"

Although he had been in the palace for less than a month, his life was peaceful and boring. Now that this topic came up, it was like a single stone stirring up waves and sparking heated discussions.

While everyone was looking forward to it, Fan Jianbin poured cold water in disapproval: "The prophecy of the Qiankun Pavilion should not be fully believed. How can a country's major affairs be decided by a Jianghu organization?"

"But Qiankun Pavilion's prophecy has never failed in the past hundred years!" Sima Qingyan replied.

Fang Shengze also nodded, and agreed, "Qingyan is right. If General Fan doesn't believe it, how can he explain the prophecy made by Qiankun Pavilion ten years ago?"

"What prophecy was ten years ago?" Lin Jingshan asked with a curious look on his face.

When he asked, Fang Shengze was also surprised, and said with disdain: "Sure enough, he came from a small family, and he has never even heard of the prophecy of Qiankun Pavilion."

Lin Jingshan blushed immediately, I tugged at his sleeve, and said softly, "There was a saying in the Qiankun Pavilion ten years ago: The White Fox Kingdom was destroyed, and Zhao Xia changed hands. The general, Li Shi, flourished for thousands of years. He even established the Three Kingdoms according to the current situation. Figure, our Great Xia will leap to become the most powerful country in the Central Plains—now it’s all being said.”

Although the theory of destiny is mysterious and mysterious, it is amazing that Qiankun Pavilion can make such accurate predictions and realize them one by one. It is no wonder that so many people are eagerly looking forward to the predictions of the new decade.As soon as this prophecy comes out, I'm afraid it will cause fluctuations in the world again?

I looked up and accidentally saw Fang Shengze staring at me thoughtfully, I quickly lowered my head again.

Fang Shengze lowered his voice, and glanced at Fan Jianbin provocatively, "How? How does General Fan explain?"

Fan Jianbin curled his lips, "I don't know that the Qiankun Pavilion got the news of the turbulent situation in my Great Xia in advance? The emperor's appearance as a dragon and a phoenix, the appearance of the sun, his literary and martial arts since childhood, has a good reputation, and the Qiankun Pavilion is only attached to fame and power That's all."

Fan Jianbin was born in a family of generals, so naturally he doesn't believe in such mysterious things.

However, Fang Shengze no longer paid any attention to him. Under the constant urging of the other servants, he finally stopped being a fan. He waved the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "This prophecy of the Qiankun Pavilion has nothing to do with state affairs, it only concerns..."

"Only what?" Sima Qingyan opened his eyes curiously.

Seeing his funny expression, I couldn't help smiling at Cui Minglang.

Fang Shengze paused for a moment, and then said slowly and clearly, "It's only about Fengyue."

Just as she was about to speak, another person preempted her with a crisp voice: "The allure is masculine, cold and proud of the world; the north of Ruo Shui is the south of Nanshan."

The person who spoke was Wang Qianliang, who kept laughing and watching everyone talk.The third son of the Wang family of the four great families in Jinling.

"You..." Being robbed of the limelight, Fang Shengze blushed angrily, "Wang Qianliang, do you want to fight against me in the palace?"

Wang Qianliang glanced at him casually, and said with a sneer, "Joke, do you think your Fang family knows this news? Our Wang family already knew about it yesterday."

"Hmph, my young master naturally knew about it yesterday." Fang Shengze quickly interjected.

Cui Minglang waved his hand gently to stop them, "Stop arguing, who knows what's the matter first, but this prophecy is quite interesting."

Only then did everyone pay attention to the prophecy.

"It's really interesting." I couldn't help but nod.

This is the first time that Qiankun Pavilion made such a prophecy. I wonder if Qiankun Pavilion's previous prophecy offended too many people, and the business could not continue, so it used male sex to confuse people... I couldn't help thinking maliciously.

"Alluring masculinity, cold and proud of the world. This prophecy is really crazy." Sima Qingyan stuck out his tongue and said, "I have never seen such an alluring beauty when I grow up, let alone a man."

Fang Shengze also nodded in agreement, "As far as I know, even Misty Xuan's Xi Yan has not come to Qingcheng."

"Xi Yan is not beautiful enough?" It was Mo Tengbo who interjected, looking at Fang Shengze very dissatisfied, "Please don't be jealous of Fang Xuan's waiter."

When Fang Shengze heard the word jealousy, he couldn't help retorting, "A man with a veil, no matter how outstanding his figure is, outsiders don't know whether he is really beautiful or ugly. Maybe he looks as good as Xie Wuhuan!"

As soon as he said Xie Wuhuan, the people around covered their hands and laughed.

"You..." Mortenbo blushed angrily, "How can you put Xiyan and Xie Wuhuan side by side, it's just... just..."

He thought for a long time but didn't think of an adjective, but was teased by Fang Shengze, "Brother Teng, what are you doing so nervous? I know you like love and moon, and you often go to Misty Pavilion to sit, but now that you have entered the palace, you still have to take care of yourself." Well, Mr. Xiyan doesn't know that Uncle Teng has entered the palace as a male concubine."

As soon as he said this, there was a burst of laughter, Teng Bo froze on the spot, his face turned red and white.

He was talking here, but Cui Minglang on the other side was deep in thought, and then analyzed softly: "North of Ruoshui, south of Nanshan. There is Ruoshui in Beiliang, which is the first water vein of Beiliang. Is there a man in the north of Ruoshui? Since there is no Nanshan in my Nanxia, ​​how can there be a man in the south of Nanshan? Or the north of Ruoshui refers to the man named Ruoshui in the northern beam, and the south of Nanshan refers to my Nanxia name. For the man from Nanshan?"

My mind was moved, and I saw Cui Minglang looked at me inquiringly, then smiled and said, "Brother Minglang's analysis makes sense, or maybe this Nanshan didn't name the man named Nanshan, but the man from my Daxia Harem..."

Before I could say anything, Fang Shengze seemed to remember something, and immediately continued: "Mr. Nanshan! That's right, it should be Mr. Nanshan of my Great Xia!"

Everyone couldn't help but nodded when they heard it, thinking it made sense.

Sima Qingyan couldn't help but clapped his hands and said, "If it's my Great Xia's Nanshan Jun, wouldn't he be among the thirty of us?" He stood up and walked around the crowd, shaking his head and said, "The beautiful man is Yes, but if it’s a man of allure... then it’s me.” He laughed innocently, not caring how much dissatisfaction his words would cause, but I couldn’t help laughing because of his outspoken and lovely words.

Sure enough, Fang Shengze immediately burst into tears, "Humph, I'm here, of course I'm the most attractive man." The two quarreled for a while, diluting a lot of the tense atmosphere about their upcoming meeting.

If it wasn't for being in the harem, the children of these aristocratic families should be like this outside the palace.

Unknowingly, they came to the Liyuan, and everyone put away their jokes, straightened their expressions, and stood neatly beside Hou Jun.

In the huge pear garden, there are beautiful women in the middle and on the right, and the male concubine only occupies a small piece of land on the left.There are clear boundaries between male and female concubines, and they are far apart, as if there is a gully in the middle, and they do not negotiate with each other.

After waiting for a long time, they did not see the emperor's imperial chariot. Just when everyone was a little loose, they suddenly heard a vague sound coming from a distance. When they raised their heads, they saw a group of people approaching from a distance, and the leaders were two men.One of them is wearing a dragon robe, while the other is much simpler, but the costume is still gorgeous and exquisite.Behind them are several gorgeously dressed concubines and a man dressed in plain but elegant appearance, and the rest are maids and attendants.

"Brother Huang, you are the one who chooses the concubine today, why did you call the ministers here?" There are not many people in the world who dare to question the emperor like this, because it is undoubtedly the eighth prince Heng Wang.

Because I was standing in the last two rows, far away from them, I could only vaguely see their robes, and it seemed that they had already walked in front of us.

Unconsciously, I was a little nervous, but I heard a very magnetic voice, which was very different from Heng Wang Qingyue's voice, with a hint of carelessness and irreversibility in the low voice, "Your brother has objections?"

"Where, I don't dare." King Heng responded quickly, and I could imagine that he might secretly glance at his mouth when he said this, and I couldn't help laughing.

The emperor's casual voice sounded again, even with a hint of interest: "Don't you like men? Are there any of these people who catch your eye?"

The emperor's words really shocked many people's jaws. I saw that the two servants in front of me shook slightly, or it was me.

Who would have thought that after entering the palace, he would be rewarded by the emperor to the prince?It can be seen how much the Eighth Prince is loved by the emperor.

But unexpectedly, the Eighth Prince shook his head vigorously, "Brother Huang, stop joking, you know in my heart..."

The emperor interrupted King Heng's voice, and said calmly: "If you like beautiful women, I can bestow Shangguan Wenya on you."

King Heng took a step back in a panic, and quickly waved his hands and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but my brother already has Nanyang. If Mr. Shangguan really enters my residence, he can only be a side concubine, and he will be wronged."

"Since that's the case, then treat Nanyang well." After a while, he said to King Heng with interest, "Eighth brother... really didn't like it?"

Heng Wang suddenly laughed, and shook his head firmly: "This, really not."

"That's all." The emperor shook his head helplessly, and no longer forced it.

I lowered my head and closed my eyes, feeling a little dazed.

Seeing the emperor approaching a few steps, everyone knelt down and bowed neatly: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live, long live, thousand years, thousand years, thousand years, thousand years, King Heng."

"Get up." The emperor replied casually, and there was no more to say. When I looked up, he was nowhere to be seen. It turned out that he had gone to the concubine's place.

The emperor finally began to select concubines for canonization.

Starting from the female concubine, a group of beautiful women came up to the front gentleman one after another. They were really beautiful, looking back and smiling, turning all living beings upside down.

Those who stood out were immediately awarded Fengyi, and one or two leapfrogged Cainu.

The conferred woman was naturally very happy, but I saw the hatred and sadness in the eyes of the bright and beautiful concubines around the emperor.

I only hear newcomers laughing, but don't hear old people crying, it has been like this since ancient times.

A new round of competition for favor is inevitable, I hope the male concubine will not be affected here.

The whole morning was full of female concubines, and it was already noon when it was the male concubine's turn.

Everyone was not only tired, but also hungry, because they dared not exceed the rules due to etiquette.

It is really not easy to think about the blessings of the emperor. Now it takes so much time just to look at it and say a few words. In the future, if it takes a round to serve the bed, I am afraid... Thinking of this, I couldn't help but pursed my lips and smiled , but was stabbed on the arm by Lin Jingshan who was kneeling beside him, "Ling Xi, can you still laugh at this time?"

Naturally, I couldn't tell the truth what I thought in my heart, so I could only say: "You can't cry if you don't laugh, your majesty doesn't feel tired at all."

"Nevertheless, be careful. I think the emperor will come to our place soon, and you must behave well!" Seeing his expectant look, I sighed to myself, but I could only nod silently.

But fortunately, when it was our male concubine's turn, the emperor did not come in person, only Eunuch Zhang issued an imperial decree to confer titles on the outstanding few, and the rest were still chosen as servants.

It can be seen that the emperor is indeed tired of watching, or he is not very interested in the male concubine. The imperial decree was also drawn up early, which is no different from my early guess: Cui Minglang, Fang Shengze, Fan Jianbin, and Wang Qianliang were appointed as servants respectively Jun, and the rest are selected servants.

The four great families of Cui, Fang, Wang, and Fan have no one to compete for the top, which is also logical.