[Qing Chuan] No pet little promise

There was a loud bang.

Wei Rong was nearly knocked unconscious.

She knew that this day would come sooner or later, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.

"Sleep servant?"

"That's right, master, go back and freshen up quickly. A message was sent from Qianqing Palace just now to let you go over." Yufu pulled Wei Rong's sleeve and walked back.

Sighing in his heart, his master's dignity is still not as good as Song promised.Song promised that on the first night, Yu Jia came to Changchun Palace!

But after thinking about it, it was only this afternoon, and the emperor called his master over, apparently to accompany him for a while, which was already a rare honor.

You know, most of the low-ranking concubines in the palace go to the palace after nightfall, take a bath, wash and wrap them in brocade quilts, and put them on the bed.There was no chance to speak a word with the emperor.

Wei Rong was hugged back to the room by them in a daze, and sat in front of the dressing table to wash and dress up carefully.

The wooden comb in Yufu's hand was spinning super fast. Yulian and the other two little maids who were ordered by Nanny Zhou to help were circled around by her command, and all the jewelry and clothes that Wei Rong could put on the table were displayed. .

When asked for his opinion, Wei Rong didn't keep his eyes on the house, and pointed to two things at random.

Then it was busy.

Looking at the appearance reflected in the bronze mirror, Wei Rong was really amazed.The whole body is dressed in sky blue embroidered silver lily patterns, and the hairpin earrings are all silver thread with pearls, exquisite and chic, making the skin moist and glowing.She didn't use makeup or powder on her face, after all, she had to take a bath before going to bed.But youth is capital, even Wei Rong with a delicate face wants to kiss her.

"Master is so beautiful, the emperor must be happy to see it." Yufu whispered.

Wei Rong twitched the corners of her mouth, whatever, what can I do if I can't help myself.

After dressing up, Wei Rong went to the front hall.Sure enough, there was already a sedan chair waiting there.

Xiao promised to attend the bed, using a soft sedan chair carried by four people.The leading eunuch looked familiar, as if he was the one guarding the bottom of the bridge on New Year's Eve.

Li Dongsheng stepped forward with a smile, "Master Wei, please hurry up."

With complicated emotions, Wei Rong lifted her skirt and got on the sedan chair.

The four young eunuchs worked together to lift the sedan chair.

Dangling all the way, he walked towards Qianqing Palace.

Li Dongsheng followed the sedan chair and said with a smile: "Master's hairpin today is really ingenious. Everyone praises the roundness of Hepu pearls. I think it's not as bright as the hairpin on the master's head, with unique ingenuity."

Wei Rong came back to her senses, "Thank you, father-in-law. Although these Nanyang beads are smaller, they are not bad in quality." He asked again, "I am ashamed to keep my father-in-law waiting."

Li Dongsheng showed a flattered expression: "We slaves can't be ashamed of being masters. I'm just afraid that the emperor will be impatient."

"The emperor's side..." Wei Rong wanted to ask, but couldn't grasp how to ask for a moment.

However, Li Dongsheng is very clever. When he talked to Wei Rong, he was deliberately showing his favor, and immediately said through Huatou: "The emperor is reading in the inner study. In the afternoon, Master Song will accompany the emperor."

Wei Rong's heart moved slightly, Song Qing'er was with her in the afternoon, why did she suddenly call her over at night?

She acted innocently and curiously: "I don't know what book the emperor read...ah, if it's inconvenient, father-in-law doesn't have to answer."

Li Dongsheng laughed, "Master, you are being polite, there is no inconvenience, the emperor is reading a book from the West. I heard that it was sent by Dou Erma, a missionary who came to the court, and ordinary people can't understand it. "

Wei Rong's heart trembled, it couldn't be what she thought.He continued to say: "The emperor is really knowledgeable about the past and the present."

Li Dongsheng said a few more words along the way, focusing on Kangxi's recent preferences and mood.

Wei Rong could hear him showing his favor.Probably thought that he would be the next hot spot.Come join us in advance.

Hehe, maybe my "hot stove" will be turned off tonight.

If things are as she guessed...

***

When arriving at the Qianqing Palace, the sedan chair stops in the small garden space to the east.

Li Dongsheng helped Wei Rong get off the sedan chair.

Entering Qianqing Palace through the side door, Wei Rong couldn't help but slow down.

Looking around, on the square in front of the main hall, hundreds of guards lined up to guard the surroundings, orderly and strict, and the maids and eunuchs walked through it with light steps.There are so many people, but the whole square is so quiet that there is no sound, and even the facial expressions of these people are unified and respectful.

It was only here that Wei Rong felt for the first time that the Forbidden City is the power center of this huge empire, ruling hundreds of millions of people.A sense of awe of power arises spontaneously.

Because it was still early, Wei Rong didn't directly send her to the bathtub for a bath.Instead, he was led by Li Dongsheng to the side hall.

According to the usual practice, the concubines who came to serve the bed at this time would also eat and talk with the emperor.

This is usually the treatment only for concubines who are proud of themselves.After all, Kangxi didn't have that much time to chat with every woman.

This is also why Li Dongsheng thinks that Wei Rong is a "hot stove".

The first time I was summoned was at this hour.

Li Dongsheng led him all the way to the gate of the side hall.But outside the door, Master Liang Jiugong was standing alone.

Seeing Wei Rong approaching, he showed a complicated expression and raised his hand to stop her.

"Master Wei, the emperor has something to say, let you kneel outside the hall first." His voice was low, but his meaning was very clear.

Li Dongsheng's eyes widened in disbelief, what's going on?Summoning all kinds of charming concubines over, not getting close, not talking, but directly punishing her to kneel?

Did Wei promise something wrong?Although it was a little late, it was not too late!Does this offend the emperor?

Wei Rong's heart sank. If it was just a three-point guess before, now it is [-]% possible.

That's all, you need to be bold when things come to an end!

She looked around and asked, "Eunuch Liang, where should I kneel?"

Seeing Wei Rong's calm appearance, Liang Jiugong secretly praised him, looked at it, and pointed to the back of the pillar outside the hall, "Master, it's better to kneel there first."

It's quite conscientious, at least the place is sheltered from the wind.

"Thank you, father-in-law." Wei Rong said politely.Went there and knelt down obediently.

Although it was a place sheltered from the wind, Wei Rong still shivered when his knee touched the cold floor.

Qingzhu was as cold as ice, and Wei Rong only regretted that she didn't wear more knee-protecting cloaks or something.

The dozens of guards and eunuchs in the hallway all stared straight away, as if Wei Rong didn't exist.

The north wind whizzed past, Wei Rong knelt for a while, and felt a chill in his heart.There was silence all around, and there was a faint crackling sound coming from the hall, as if it was the sound of burning charcoal fire.

It seems to be getting colder!

Liang Jiugong stood under the porch for a while, seeing the sun setting in the sky, turned around and entered the hall.

Li Dongsheng saw it and leaned over, "Master..."

Liang Jiugong asked in a low voice: "What is the emperor doing?"

"I'm appreciating the painting, it seems that those missionaries got it here." Li Dongsheng reported in a low voice.

Liang Jiugong took a cup of hot tea from the maid of honor, straightened his posture, and entered the inner hall.

Sure enough, the emperor was in front of the desk, admiring a dozen or so paintings spread out.

Liang Jiugong offered the teacup, Kangxi took a sip and asked, "What do you think of these pictures?"

What Kangxi was pointing at were the several portraits of people in the center of the table, all of which were in the style of Western oil paintings.

Liang Jiugong hurriedly said: "The slaves don't understand these Western paintings, but they look a little awkward, why do they look like they are looking at a bronze mirror, a little gloomy."

"Ha, it's just that the portrait has crossed the ocean, and it's getting darker with age. What do you think, how does this Western painting style compare to the paintings of the former dynasties that I collected a few days ago?"

"This... logical, I don't know how to paint, so I dare not speak nonsense. I just feel that the portraits of our Heaven and Chaoshang Kingdom are better."

"Why?"

"As the saying goes, a beauty lies in the bone but not in the skin. Our Central Plains paintings can draw people's spirit and spirit. This Western painting looks quite similar at first glance, but it only has its shape, not its shape. God."

"Haha, you still said that you don't know how to paint." Kangxi laughed.

"Your servant is talking nonsense, your majesty, please don't blame me." Liang Jiugong laughed, "I'm a rough man, talking about these paintings is an insult to the paintings. Such pictures of beauties, I really should find a beauty and tell the emperor That's right."

Kangxi suppressed his laughter and asked, "How's it going outside?"

Liang Jiugong hurriedly said: "Wei promised to still kneel outside."

"Call her in."

Liang Jiugong hurriedly agreed.

***

The palace door was pushed open, Wei Rong was in a daze, when suddenly a dark shadow blocked the light.

"Master, get up quickly. The emperor summons you." Li Dongsheng bent over and said.

At the same time, two court ladies stepped forward and helped Wei Rong up.

Because of kneeling for a long time, her legs and feet were weak and she walked tremblingly.

The two maids bent down again and kneaded her knees.

With sore knees, Wei Rong almost exclaimed, but finally held back.

The two little maids are clever and quick in action.After a short period of soreness, the knee quickly became much more comfortable.

Wei Rong was amazed, and quickly followed Li Dongsheng's footsteps.

Entering the hall, it seems that you have walked directly from the cold winter to the spring.

The room is warm, with a half-person-high copper stove in the middle, and hot air coming from under the surrounding floor tiles, making the whole room comfortable and pleasant.

There is also a vaguely sweet scent that radiates around, which lifts people's spirits.

Wei Rong didn't have time to take a closer look, and followed Li Dongsheng into the apse.

I saw Kangxi.

He was wearing a snow-blue robe, tall and tall, and under the light in front of the window, he looked even more heroic.

Following the etiquette, Wei Rong knelt down and bowed down: "The concubine agrees that the Wei family will kowtow to the emperor, and the emperor will be blessed and safe."

When it touched the ground, my knees throbbed again.Wei Rong resisted to keep his expression unchanged.

Liang Jiugong left the study with a wink, and closed the door with Li Dongsheng.

There were only two people left in the room.

Kangxi didn't raise his head, and he didn't call Wei Rong to get up.

"Do you know why you are punished to kneel?"

"Because the slaves have lied to the emperor."

"The crime of deceiving the emperor, you are very clear." Kangxi threw down the brush and looked up at her.

His eyes were bright, with a domineering aura, Wei Rong's heart went numb when he saw him, and he couldn't feel the soreness in his knees.

***

Walking in the outer hall, Li Dongsheng quietly glanced at the closed door, and couldn't help but be curious: "Master, this Wei Xu is delicate and weak, but also knowledgeable and reasonable, how did he offend the emperor? Get up and kneel."

"Who told her to lie about something?" Liang Jiugong narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

Li Dongsheng was taken aback, "Then this Wei promises to hang on." He has been serving Kangxi with his master for several years, and he knows that the emperor hates deceitful people the most.

It's a pity that Wei Ying's appearance and demeanor are even higher than that of Song Ying. What he saw in the palace can only be compared with Wang Guiren.What a pity.

"That's not necessarily the case." Liang Jiugong smiled, maybe the twists and turns, this person's good fortune is stronger than Master Song's.

***

"You are very courageous." Kangxi snorted coldly, "Since you know your guilt, do you know what you should do for the crime of deceiving the emperor?"

Wei Rong swallowed quietly, but fortunately, she didn't directly drag herself out to punish her.There is still a chance of redemption.

She had already decided on a strategy when she was outside.

Frank!

Yes, for a person like Kangxi who holds the power over his life and death, it is best to tell the truth. Trying to conceal it will only be more self-defeating.

"Your Majesty, please..." Wei Rong spoke in a gentle and calm tone, telling the story of what happened that night one by one.

Kangxi listened and nodded: "I see."

He is not a person who discriminates right from wrong. Looking back on what happened that day, when Wei Rong appeared, he and Song Qing'er had already finished talking.I haven't summoned her in these days since.Even if you want to be honest, you can't find the opportunity.

From this point of view, she is indeed wronged.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "As far as this matter is concerned, you can pretend that you don't know, and then put the blame on Mrs. Song."

"Your servant and Song Xu are friends, how can you make your friend unrighteous because of your own selfishness? Besides, the emperor has insight into the details, and the pearl of wisdom is in his hands. The servant never dares to tell lies in front of the emperor."

Wearing thousands of clothes and flattering but not wearing it, Wei Rong showed the energy of flattering customers in her previous life.

Unexpectedly, he was exposed by Kangxi unceremoniously, "What kind of insight, I think you are honest, and you even flatter me." After speaking, he laughed out loud.

"Your Majesty..." Wei Rong felt a little embarrassed, but felt more relaxed.Kangxi would laugh, which meant that he was not really angry, at least he didn't have to worry about his own life.

Kangxi laughed for a while, and then said: "The so-called insight into the details is only because of the authority of the king. I know more than others, and I have more people in my hands than others, so naturally I know more than others."

These words made Wei Rong look at her with admiration. The most difficult thing for a person in power is to stay awake in the supreme power.

In particular, Kangxi was a person who had ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor since he was a child, so he was still sober.

Kangxi paused, and he was also a little surprised that he could speak his mind.It is probably because the eyes of the woman in front of me are too clear, but they are not pure and innocent, but a kind of clarity after insight, which makes people want to get close.

Kangxi smiled, and then continued: "You can be regarded as smart, so let me ask you again, how did you know that I have understood this matter?"

Wei Rong said in a low voice: "The servant girl didn't understand at first, but she knew it when she saw the painting on the emperor's table."

The style of my own sculpture, the sharp edges and corners of the facial features are deeply realistic, and the obvious Western style, and the one on Kangxi's table is exactly a Western painting.Sculpture Danqing belongs to the category of fine arts, and there is an obvious gap between Chinese and Western styles.

Although Kangxi had already guessed, he was still surprised, "You really have learned Western painting skills."

The western missionaries brought a lot of western artworks, including paintings and sculptures, so that he knew the western art style. Although the snow sculptures he saw that night were rough, they had a clear style.

I thought that Song Qing'er's family was in business, so it was not surprising to have this insight.When Song Qing'er was driving with him today, he took a few paintings to admire with her, but he didn't expect that she knew nothing about Western styles.Kangxi became suspicious.They sent people to investigate carefully, and found clues.

"I see that when you were in your boudoir, the Wei family was of a mediocre family, so would you teach these things?"

"I just saw it occasionally in my early years, and I liked it, so I figured it out."

Wei's father did have a hobby of collecting antique calligraphy and paintings, and that's how he got the pendant on his chest.

Kangxi nodded and said, "Then come and take a look at these paintings."

Only then did Wei Rong have the opportunity to carefully appreciate the four paintings on the table.

They are all religious paintings, crucifixes, Madonnas and the like.With her taste, she couldn't tell the age of the author.It can only be estimated that it should be regarded as the work of middle-class painters in the West.After all, the higher-end ones are all in the hands of the nobles, and missionaries can't get them.

"This is Christ, the god worshiped in the West." Kangxi pointed to a picture and introduced, and smiled again, "We depict gods in the Central Plains, all of them are majestic and majestic, suppressing evil spirits. However, this Western painting likes to describe the suffering of gods. Such hobbies are really incomprehensible."

Wei Rong said cautiously, "The suffering of the gods is also for the common people."

In Western mythology, there are many legends about gods sacrificing themselves for humans, such as Prometheus who stole fire.

Kangxi sighed: "The kings of the West do not advocate benevolence, but the gods advocate benevolence."

Wei Rong thought about it for a while, and it was true, so in the feudal era, Confucian culture was more advanced than Western rule.Of course it is incomparable with later generations.

"Then can you draw?" Kangxi asked with great interest.

Sure enough, the emperor was suspicious.He didn't believe everything he said before.Wei Rong pretended to be shy, "I know a thing or two, but I'm not very good at it."

Kangxi immediately ordered people to arrange the four treasures of the study.

Following the experience of her previous life, Wei Rong did not completely use the Western style, but a combination of both, copying the statue of the Virgin Mary on the table in a perfect combination of Chinese and Western styles.

She deliberately showed timidity, and traditional brush and ink are not suitable for Western painting, so the final work is naturally a mess.

But Kangxi didn't think it was crude, and said with a smile: "It's rare to have such a foundation by yourself."

He called Liang Jiugong in again, "Take this painting and frame it."

Wei Rong: ...

Can she refuse?

"I'm going to show it to Dou Erma some day. Some people in my Qing Dynasty were good at Western painting. Let's see how he can show it off in front of me." Kangxi said cheerfully.

Wei Rong:! ! !This is black history, won't it be passed down to future generations?

Kangxi was suspicious, took Wei Rong's hand, and said with a smile: "You used to be at home, did you ask someone to teach calligraphy and painting..."

How to move your hands and feet while talking well.Wei Rong was taken aback, and finally remembered that she came here to serve the bed.

Although I had made good mental preparations, I was still nervous and uncomfortable when things came to an end.

Kangxi took her into his arms, noticed her nervousness, and said with a smile: "I thought you were generous, why are you more reserved than Mrs. Song."

Wei Rong wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but felt her stomach tumbling, not daring to lose her composure in front of the emperor, her little face flushed from holding back.

Kangxi noticed it, and raised his hand to try her forehead, and it turned out to be hot.

He let go of Wei Rong, and immediately summoned the imperial physician to come in.

There is an imperial doctor on duty next to the Qianqing Palace, and they rushed over immediately upon hearing the news.

After a little diagnosis and treatment, he immediately said: "This master was weak before and had some accumulated food. Now he has a cold and has an outbreak. I prescribe a prescription for dispelling fire and fever, and he will be fine after a few days of recuperation."

Wei Rong understands that not only did she kneel for more than an hour just now, the key is that the cold wind was blowing for a long time when she and Yinzhen were on the river.

As for the overwhelming nausea just now, it was all because the snacks prepared by someone were so delicious that they accidentally ate too much.

Kangxi felt a little regretful, the previous penalty of kneeling was too rash.She was already weak, and she hadn't recovered from her illness, so she suffered from this cold, wouldn't it make things worse.

It's just that the emperor can't make mistakes.

"I just let Wei promise to kneel, why did he kneel outside the hall?"

Liang Jiugong hurriedly knelt down with a plop, "It's all the slaves who are blind."

Wei Rong: ...the majestic emperor wants to find a slave to take the blame!Do you want to face?

Kangxi didn't think there was any problem at all, and asked with a smile: "Then how should you make amends?"

Liang Jiugong rolled his eyes, "The emperor wants to reward Master Wei, why don't you let the slaves pick it up and send it over."

Kangxi scolded with a smile: "You bastard, you are taking my treasury as a favor."

Liang Jiugong smiled along.

Seeing this matter was revealed like this.

Wei Rong felt a little depressed, do you think you are raising a cat?Give two sweet dates, and you will be grateful.

She coughed twice, and said tactfully: "Your Majesty, please don't blame me. Mr. Liang must be afraid that the servants in the inner hall will disturb the emperor's mood of admiring the paintings."

The atmosphere in the room froze for a moment.

Liang Jiugong couldn't help but marvel, be good!Seeing that Wei promised not to show off the mountains and not to leak water, he turned out to be a spicy master.It's been a long time since I've seen this kind of confrontation with the emperor, the last time it seemed to be when Concubine Yi was the most favored.

Kangxi looked down at Wei Rong, also a little surprised.

He originally thought that Liang Jiugong would take advantage of the opportunity to choose more high-quality clothing and jewelry for her, and then find an imperial doctor to treat and recuperate her, which would be considered as compensation.Unexpectedly, he was stabbed by this little girl in a serious manner.

Among the concubines in the harem, except Guo Luoluo, who entered the palace in the early years, who is now Concubine Yi, none of them dared to talk back to him directly.

Staring at Wei Rong carefully, seeing her slender and weak appearance, she couldn't help but want to laugh, "You girl is small and weak, but you are not timid, how dare you talk to me like that."

Liang Jiugong breathed a sigh of relief quietly, the emperor was not angry.

Kangxi laughed again and said: "Forget it, I really blamed you this time, Liang Jiugong, who passed on the decree, Changchun Palace Wei's Minhui knows the etiquette, very much in line with my wishes, Jin is always here."

Wei Rong's eyes widened in surprise.

Raised a level so easily?

Seeing her cute expression, Kangxi smiled and came forward and scratched her little nose.

"What's the matter, are you still not satisfied?"

Wei Rong suddenly woke up when her nose hurt, and quickly knelt down, "I don't dare."

"What else are you afraid of?" Kangxi smiled, "Forget it, you have worked hard today, go down and rest."

Just like that, Wei Rong left Qianqing Palace in a daze.

Being blown by the cold wind outside the hall, Wei Rong couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat when he thought of his comprehensive response in front of Kangxi.

I don't know how I got a brain twitch to express my dissatisfaction with the person who holds the power of life and death.

In terms of harem rules, after all, he deceived the emperor first, and it was reasonable to be punished.Kangxi was willing to make up, which was already a favor, but he even talked back in anger.

Alas, who told her that she is still a modern person in her bones, she must pay attention to right and wrong when encountering problems.

Is this the place to be reasonable?Wei Rong wished she could slap herself a few times.

She knew very well that in the end, Kangxi succumbed, not because he really felt that he was at fault, but in fact, from the perspective of imperial power, he was also right.Willing to be soft is just grace, or straight man's willful tolerance for the little beauty he likes.

"Wei Changzai's skyrocketed today." Liang Jiugong said with a smile.

Wei Rong came back to his senses, and said respectfully: "You old man, don't discourage me. It's my first time to face the saint, and I'm at a loss. It's my blessing that the emperor doesn't care about it."

"Thank you, father-in-law, for what happened before." Wei Rong said sincerely, taking advantage of no one around, she bowed and saluted.

Liang Jiugong avoided it, but his heart was quite useful. He didn't miss him, this master is rare.Some savages have good tempers, all the beauties in the palace are obedient, and the emperor is also boring.

He smiled and looked at Wei Rong, "This slave can't bear it. Don't worry if you can't sleep for a while, your luck is behind you."

Wei Rong shuddered.This sentence sounds familiar!