Sui Jiu Dan blue half-pin

A month later.

In the twinkling of an eye, it has entered midsummer, and the weather has become unbearably hot. It feels like living in a steamer without a breath of wind.Coupled with the scorching sun, it seems to be even hotter.

Recently, because of the criticism of the "poster" by the Red Turban Army, Emperor Song launched the "Wrath of Words". Because the poems and articles criticizing the imperial court on it involved some partisan disputes in the imperial court, Emperor Song sent some parties (including One prince) was expelled from the cabinet and killed 30 people involved.

All of a sudden, the whole country was shrouded in blood and rain. The various actions of Emperor Song made the courtiers feel panic, and everyone in the court was in danger.

Even the Academy of Painting strictly controls the paintings, for fear of getting involved.And Emperor Song himself fell ill twice because of this incident.

……

Shaocheng.

"Is that the young master of the Zhou family that you took away?"

The kneeling old woman was trembling with fright, she fell down on the ground in horror and replied: "My lord, yes, she is a woman."

Ye Ming shouted loudly: "Hurry up and tell your lord the truth about what happened."

"Yes!"

The old woman explained, "When the Zhou family was killed, Mrs. Zhou took the young master and the third son back to her mother's house to avoid danger, but she was chased and intercepted as soon as she returned to Shaocheng, so I snatched the young master and took the He left it at the door of the brothel, and has lived in incognito ever since."

Shao Erxue asked another beautiful woman who was kneeling, "But it was placed at the entrance of Zuixiang Building?"

The beautiful woman replied: "I don't know if she let it go, I just remember that our leading singing girl, Hezi, after she gave birth to a dead baby, she brought another one from somewhere. The baby boy is being raised, and he refuses to give it away.”

"and after?"

"Later, the crane died when he was seven or eight years old. I thought that the child was handsome, and I wanted to keep him as a servant, but the child was very stubborn and ran away after a few days. I can't tell you how hard it is for me to raise these two white-eyed wolves for nothing, my lord!"

As she spoke, she took out her silk handkerchief and pretended to cry.

Shao Erxue frowned: "Have you ever seen that child again?"

"No, if there is, I will definitely kill that little bastard..." The beautiful woman suddenly realized that she had said something wrong, and smiled quickly, "I mean, I haven't seen him since then."

"Do you remember what that child looked like?"

"Remember to remember."

Shao Erxue said to Ye Ming: "Prepare paper and pen."

Ye Ming: "Yes, Young Master."

After about a cup of tea.

Shao Erxue drew the child's appearance according to the beautiful woman's description.

It was a skinny child, but he had delicate features, especially those big round eyes, which shone with wisdom, a hint of timidity and stubbornness.

Ye Ming wondered: "My lord, if a seven or eight year old child is out alone, will he starve to death long ago?"

Shayue poked him in the waist, motioning him not to talk nonsense.

Ye Ming quickly changed his words: "Even if he didn't starve to death, his appearance must have changed a lot over the years. Isn't this equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack?"

Madam Mei interjected: "I think you adults can search among the beggars, maybe you can find them."

Shao Erxue looked at the portrait, and asked the beautiful woman, "Apart from that, does the child have any other characteristics?"

The beautiful woman thought hard: "Well... that child has learned to play and sing from Hezi since he was a child, so he can be considered a little bit, I don't know if that counts?"

Shao Erxue handed the portrait to Shayue: "In that case, go to the theater troupe and ask."

"Yes, son."

In the next few days, they not only went to the troupe, but also searched among the beggars, but they couldn't find the person they were looking for.

two months later.

Although it's autumn, the days are still hot.

Inside the palace.

The melodious sound of the zither came from the "Chunfang Pavilion" next to the lotus pond. There were lush grasses and small flowers growing nearby, a few dragonflies were flying in the sky, and the bottom of the water was covered with duckweed, water lilies and emerald green lotuses. leaf.

Liu Shuying was sitting on the porch, her skill in playing the guqin was still excellent, as if with a movement of her fingers, the vast and boundless world belonged to her alone.

The soul-stirring sound of the piano does not come from the strings and the body of the piano, but flows from her whole body, just like sunlight.

The serving maid gently fanned the fan. Although it was not as hot as in summer, Liu Shuying still had fragrant sweat on her forehead, and beads of sweat flowed on her cheeks, which turned into a dazzling golden color under the sun. .

Su Shiqing was called into the palace, and after telling the story to the queen mother and queen, she also came to paint for Liu Shuying.

He described Liu Shuying's black and bright hair, snow-white and soft skin, water-like eyes, and cherry-like red lips over and over again...

But she doesn't have much enthusiasm and vitality, and she always looks cold, silent and frowning, but this is something that others cannot imitate, and it only belongs to her unique beauty.

Lying on the soft bed beside him, Emperor Song, who was dozing off, suddenly asked: "Yingpin, why do you always have a blank face and empty eyes when you play the piano? It seems that your soul will also float away to the distance with the rhythm. Also, what is the reason for this?"

Liu Shuying's answering voice was as calm as a calm lake.

"When a concubine plays the piano, she forgets everything else and regards her body as the carrier of the rhythm. Therefore, when she plays the piano, she will act like no one else is around, and be indifferent to everything."

"So that's how it is. You accept the rhythm between heaven and earth with your empty body, and then show it through the strings... I understand."

It's hard to imagine that such a ruthless Emperor Song treated Liu Shuying so tenderly and affectionately.

Perhaps the more eccentric the old man, the more unique the love in his heart, or maybe Liu Shuying was never as scheming as other concubines, but wore cold and monotonous skirts all day long with her lips tightly closed.

For men, she is a mystery full of temptation, even Emperor Song had to bow down under her skirt.

After playing a song, while Liu Shuying was resting, Emperor Song stood up to admire the scenery in the lotus pond, and then walked behind Su Shiqing.

When I saw the drawing that hadn't been fully completed, I couldn't help but look at it carefully.

Liu Shuying in the painting has an outstanding demeanor, slightly raised red lips, a bit aloof, that figure, that charm is a side that he has never seen before, and he can't help being surprised.

"Gu Meisheng, did Concubine Ying often laugh like this before?"

Facing Emperor Song's sudden question, Su Shiqing shook her hands in fright, stopped and bowed her head hurriedly and said, "My little one, I don't know, I only met Ying concubine a few times."

Emperor Song smiled: "It's really rare to be able to grasp Yingbi's charm so well after only seeing her a few times! In other words, if I hadn't seen your paintings, I wouldn't have known Yingbi. , I have to thank you very much."

Su Shiqing took a breath, and said hastily: "Thank you for your praise, I am ashamed to be a villain!"

Emperor Song liked the painting very much: "It's a good job, let's continue to put Ying concubine's demeanor on the painting in the future."

"Little man obeys."

Emperor Song walked over and took Liu Shuying's hand, and said softly: "Concubine Ying, you should really smile more, I don't seem to have seen you smile much."

"If the Holy Majesty likes it, the concubine will just laugh more in the future."

Liu Shuying glanced at Su Shiqing quietly, and then slowly opened her mouth. Only she knew the half-smile expression on her face, the pain of pretending to smile to please others.

Su Shiqing understood her pain, but she was helpless.

At this time, the chief eunuch hurried over and whispered something in Emperor Song's ear.

Emperor Song pinched his brows and left with a headache. Before leaving, he specially instructed Su Shiqing to finish the painting.

It took about a cup of tea after Emperor Song left.

The palace maid asked Liu Shuying: "Your Majesty, why don't you continue playing?"

"No matter how sweet the sound of the piano is, if there are no confidantes to listen to it, won't it still disappear in the end? It doesn't matter if you don't play it..."

There was something in Liu Shuying's words, the maid only thought she was talking about the Holy Majesty, and didn't think deeply about it.

And only Su Shiqing could understand these words, Yan Mo's hands froze there, feeling so sad that he couldn't draw any more strokes.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up the unpressed drawings on the table, and slowly floated down to Liu Shuying's side.

The palace maid picked it up, and saw the picture "Listening to the Qin in the Lotus Pond", the picture was vivid and lifelike, and she also portrayed Liu Shuying like a lotus flower emerging from the mud without being stained, aloofly blooming a noble atmosphere alone in the picture, she couldn't help but marvel stand up.

"Young lady, take a look! What a beautiful painting!"

Liu Shuying hid a secret in her melancholy heart, so she deliberately said nonchalantly: "No matter how beautiful it is, it's just a painting after all."

Maid: "Your Majesty..."

Su Shiqing finally said: "My lady, please take a look."

Unexpectedly, Su Shiqing would speak, Liu Shuying was a little surprised, she turned her head to look at him quietly, but saw that he folded his hands and lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly.

Liu Shuying took the drawing from the hand of the maid and looked at it carefully.

This is the third time she has seen Su Shiqing's paintings. The first time it was in the attic, and it was a picture of her playing the piano; The oiran competition, those two pictures are unforgettable in her life.

This time, Su Shiqing failed to hide her thoughts and revealed all the most beautiful images of Liu Shuying in her heart in the painting.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of looking at the drawing, Liu Shuying took a sneak peek at Su Shiqing, and found that he was also looking at her silently, with a hint of worry in his brows.

At the moment when the four eyes met, Liu Shuying's eyes carried many words that she wanted to confide.However, the maids and eunuchs were by her side, so she couldn't say a word.

But judging from the screen, the talented and handsome painter she missed still put her in an important position in her heart. Thinking of this, she couldn't hide a smile.

"Ma'am, are you laughing?"

The maid who hardly saw Liu Shuying's smile cried out in surprise.

Liu Shuying put down the drawing, pretending not to care, and said, "It's a good drawing, return it to the artist."

Seeing Liu Shuying finally smiled, Su Shiqing couldn't help but smile a little.

Although it can't help her more, at least it can give her some relief through the painting, can't it?

After entering the palace, Liu Shuying's heart was ashamed. It was not until she saw Su Shiqing again that the joy of reunion made her feel that there was hope in her hopeless life.

……

Royal Coaching Field.

In order to get closer to the relationship between the royal clan and ministers, Emperor Song held a grand event, which lasted for three days and was very lively.

Inside the long tents built on both sides.

Su Shiqing frowned tightly, and the lines in his pen walked on the paper like a dragon swimming, outlining vivid pictures one after another.

Wang Peilin next to him looked like he was about to faint, leaning on the chair and panting continuously.

Liu Shihao concentrated on studying ink and painting like no one else was around.

Shao Erxue walked in with a paint dish, saw Wang Peilin's appearance, and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Su Shiqing said helplessly: "It seems to be caught in a cold."

"Then I'll send someone to take him back to the painting academy."

Wang Peilin struggled to sit up, and said weakly: "No need! Teacher, I can still persist..."

It was not easy to have such a good opportunity to paint for the prince and other dignitaries together with the teachers of the painting academy, and only three of them were selected among all the painters, and they could not give up no matter what.

Shao Erxue put down the plate: "Since that's the case, then you should pay attention to rest and don't go out."

"Thank you teacher."

After a while, Shao Erxue reconfirmed the list on the paper with them.

"The polo game in the afternoon is very important. Shi Hao, you will follow Lord Shi Ti, Dr. Zhang, and Mr. Yin to paint for Lord Jia, His Royal Highness, the third prince, the fifth prince...; Gu Meisheng, follow me, and Master Dai Zhao Together, let’s paint for the Prince Yu, the two sons-in-law, the eldest prince, and the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment... you must pay attention to the rules and your own words and deeds as you did in the morning, and you must not talk nonsense."

"Yes."