[Red Mansions] The promotion of the female history of salted fish

The feast for the wives was in the morning, and all the wives had gone home before noon.In the evening, there was also a family banquet inside the palace, and concubines and concubines in the harem could participate regardless of their status. This was even the only chance for many low-ranking servants and talents to meet the emperor in a year.Considering that Yunling was already on duty for the whole morning banquet for women who were born outside, and there was no female history around her below the beauties, no one could say anything about these high-ranking concubines without female history. At night, Concubine Zhuang took Yun Ling stayed in Changchun Palace and did not go to the family banquet in the palace.

Of course Yunling couldn't wish for it.The only regret is that Baisha, Zizhu and Mother Jiang all went with Concubine Zhuang.In Changchun Palace, she can’t be said to have a lot of friends, that is to say, she is a little familiar with the four court ladies and Nanny Jiang. Among the four court ladies, Baisha and Zizhu are the heads. Although the remaining three are also familiar, they have no daily communication. There are so many white sand and purple bamboo.Now only she, Luyun and Hongye are left in Changchun Palace. It’s okay to drink some wine and chat like a colleague dinner, but it’s not okay to play so crazy like on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Fortunately, Luyun and Hongye probably still have lingering fears about the Mid-Autumn Festival, and they are not very interested.In the middle of eating in the evening, the sky suddenly snowed. There was no moon on the night of the New Year, but the palace lanterns in the yard were still there.The reflection of Bai Xue made the Changchun Palace much brighter.

Lu Yun was a little worried, "No one will let people rest for a while during the Chinese New Year!" When winter comes, crystal clear snow must be ranked in the top three among the things that court ladies hate.It's okay for a big palace lady like Luyun. Before Concubine Zhuang returns to Changchun Palace, she just needs to walk around according to Concubine Zhuang's movement trajectory to check if there is any place where the ice and snow have not been cleaned up.The rough envoys and eunuchs are miserable. From the beginning of the snowfall to the end of the snowfall, they have to keep sweeping the snow on the road with a broom.

At this moment, a few people were eating in the house, and a little eunuch went out to sweep the snow with a broom.Yunling ordered the small kitchen to deliver a pot of ginger soup, without any brown sugar, and sat on the stove that usually boiled water, so that these little eunuchs could drive away the cold when they changed shifts.

Also in the imperial palace, someone was clapping and applauding to the fluttering snowflakes.

The family banquet in the evening is not as regulated as in the morning, and it is a rare opportunity to face the saints. Of course, the low-ranking concubines are not so well-mannered. Sometimes the nobleman plays a song because of his feelings, and sometimes the beauty sings a ditty. Occasionally, talented people come to dance, it's like a hundred flowers blooming, not too beautiful.

Now it was the topic that Wang Guiren brought up, saying that the plum blossoms in the Wanmei Garden were in bloom, and he ordered the maid to bring back a branch to share with the sisters.As a result, when the maid came back, she not only brought back plum blossoms, but also the plain snowflakes on the red plum blossoms.

The plum blossoms are warm and the snowflakes are light and elegant. The plum fragrance is mixed with a hint of cold fragrance of ice and snow, making it even more charming.The emperor became interested, "Is it snowing outside?"

"Go back to the emperor, yes." Wang Guiren took the plum vase from the maid from the young lady, and repeated the news he had just received from the maid. "It's been a while. On this day, the plum blossoms are more virtuous."

The emperor laughed, and said to the princes and grandsons, "Since this is the case, let's have a good time and write a poem to compete in a competition. I will reward those who win in a while."

The enlightenment time of the emperor's grandchildren is still short, and the main subjects of the school examination are the princes.The harem women's show of competing for favor has stopped, and now they return to their seats and sit down, waiting for the masterpieces of the princes.

Although the First Prince likes good wine and beautiful women, he has received elite education since he was a child. After a while, he splashed ink, and a seven-character poem about plum blossoms appeared vividly on the paper. Starting from the posture of plum blossoms, he pointed out the contrast between plum blossoms and snow scenery. It is even more beautiful and the words are tactful.

The prince was still at odds with the emperor, he was too lazy to bother with these trails, he directly copied an old work of the ancients, and handed it to the waiting eunuch without much thought. Chic.

The third prince usually associates with the Wu Xun family, so he is not very proficient in poetry. Now he searched his brains and came up with a five-character quatrain, and the last two lines of the poem also turned a corner from chanting things.Generally speaking, the poems about plum blossoms express their aspirations and aspirations, and they all talk about the integrity of the literati. When it comes to the third prince, it becomes: seeing such a plum blossom that is proud of the snow, I think of the soldiers who are still fighting against the wind and snow during the Chinese New Year... Hmm, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

The fifth prince's poems are well-regulated, he is the one who expresses his will, and when it comes to literati integrity, this can be regarded as the routine of plum blossom poems.However, what he wrote was a five-character poem, and it was mentioned later that the literati with integrity in Daliang are like crucian carp crossing the river, which is a tactful eulogy.

The Sixth Prince's favorite is Yuefu poems. There is not enough time at the moment, so he wrote a short story, which is quite remarkable.The Seventh Prince's poem used several allusions, none of which were uncommon. Judging from his current progress in Shangshufang, which has not yet graduated, it is not bad.The eighth prince is about the same age as the emperor's grandsons, and the poems he made at the moment are just like that, which is not in the scope of comparison.

After a while, the hourglass for timekeeping had come to an end, and the eunuchs took away the manuscripts of the princes' poems and gave them to the emperor to reward them one by one.For a while, the emperor frowned because the first prince's poem overly described the plum blossom's lightness; Branches open new flowers".

The princes standing at the bottom of the steps waited in good order, when the old emperor said in a deep voice, "You brothers have written very well, it would be unfair for me to comment on poems alone, why don't you ask everyone to read it together .” As he spoke, he took out the paper handed in by the prince and put it aside.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

It is everyone, but in fact it is mainly the high-ranking concubines.After all, many of the low-ranking talented people are promoted by court ladies. They don't know the words, and they still appreciate poetry, so forget it!

In all fairness, concubines do not want to comment on the works of princes.It's a pity that no one can stop the emperor from being self-willed. In the end, all four concubines and six concubines participated in the voting, and the third prince took four votes and won the first place with one vote.The emperor didn't say anything, and rewarded a piece of Ruyi, which was a tribute from Nanzhao Kingdom.

Nanzhao Kingdom is a small country affiliated to Daliang. It is famous for its rich jade. The quality of this Ruyi jade is quite good.Against the backdrop of the candlelight in the room, the Third Prince's eyes sparkled with excitement, as if a sword was being drawn out of its sheath.

It was already late at night, and after everyone had praised the third prince's poem as "vigorous", they entered the performance of the next year's banquet, but they didn't know if it was late at night, and the princes gradually became absent-minded.

The western chime clock struck ten times, and I heard two "swish" and "boom", it turned out that the fireworks had been set off outside.After following the rules all night, the little emperors and grandchildren couldn't stay any longer. At this moment, they heard the sound of firecrackers and fireworks outside. How can there be any reason to continue to sit?They winked at each other a long time ago, and slipped out with small movements that they thought adults would not notice.

The eighth prince and the emperor's grandchildren were about the same age, but because they were more conspicuous among the princes, they didn't dare to sneak out blatantly, so they touched Concubine Hui, pestered Concubine Hui to go out, and fished things from Concubine Hui's case eat.The emperor smiled when he saw it, "Well, Xiaoba has worked hard writing poems just now, the child is very hungry, I remember that he loves milk cakes the most," he said, pointing to a plate of milk cakes on his table, and looked at him The serving eunuch said politely, "Send this to him."

A plate of milk cakes only cost five or six yuan, and the Eighth Prince ate it up quickly.Perhaps it was the reward he had alone that gave the eighth prince courage, and then he rushed to the emperor's case and said that he would go out to watch the fireworks.

The emperor naturally complied with the youngest son's request, and gently told the little eunuch who was serving beside the eighth prince to take good care of the master and not to be negligent.The little eunuch was so excited that he agreed with a slight tremor in his tone.The emperor has too many sons, even though he is the eighth prince's personal servant, he doesn't often have the opportunity to meet the emperor!

The young princes and grandchildren rarely watch fireworks, let alone the maids in Changchun Palace.Yunling also went out of the room with Hongye and Luyun. Judging from the direction, the place where the fireworks were set off was probably outside the palace.It's just that at this time, there are no high-rise buildings all over the streets in later generations, and they can be seen very clearly in the palace.

The snow had stopped, and balls of yellow balls flew into the sky and exploded. The moment was extremely gorgeous.The colors of fireworks in ancient times were relatively simple, far from that of later generations, where red, green, and even purple were common, but Yunling still stood among the maids, quietly admiring this annual celebration.

It was already late when Concubine Zhuang returned to Changchun Palace, she was not young at all, she felt exhausted after getting off the palace banquet, so she called Madam Jiang to give her a massage, as for the maids, they were naturally sent away up.

There is a custom of keeping the year old on New Year's Eve, but it is usually the same when it is midnight.Yunling went back to the house and gave Xiaoyan the New Year's money, blew out the candles, and congratulated herself for successfully surviving the first New Year in the ancient deep palace.

The next morning I still went to the Small Buddha Hall. Concubine Zhuang was tired yesterday and did not come to pay respects to the Buddha this morning, and Yun Ling was not lazy, she still copied the scriptures stroke by stroke.When I went out at noon, I happened to meet Baisha. In order to match the atmosphere of the New Year, her rings and bracelets were all in festive colors, and she even wore a ruby ​​hairpin awarded by Concubine Zhuang on her head.Seeing that Yunling still came out of the Buddhist hall, she couldn't help but annoyed, "You're too dumb, the New Year's Eve is relaxing, and the empress won't blame me!"

Yunling smiled and shook her head, "It's nothing fun, chanting scriptures is quiet."

"Why is there nothing interesting? Those few," Bai Sha pursed his lips, pointing at the court ladies forming a circle beside the big tree behind Yun Ling, "they are thinking about what kind of lantern to make on the fifteenth day. I see you There are always whimsical ideas, why don’t you go and see them too?”