Xing Xiuyan's Life in the Red Mansion

On the second day, Yun Qingran escorted Xing Xiuyan and Murong Ling into the palace, because he was sympathetic to his grandson, Emperor Qian'an directly had them carried in a sedan chair.Xing Xiuyan was a little uneasy. Although she didn't know court etiquette very well, she also knew that it seemed that those who could sit in sedan chairs in the inner palace were not ordinary people, right?Isn't there a grace in later generations to allow horse riding in the Forbidden City?But seeing Yun Qingran riding a horse outside, Xing Xiuyan felt that he was thinking too much?Or did the emperor really favor Yun Qingran so much and give him such honor?

Murong Ling was sitting on Xing Xiuyan's lap, and Murong Ling was curiously tugging at the silk sash hanging by the side of the sedan chair, and inadvertently pulled a sash for him.Xing Xiuyan came back to her senses, her eyes widened when she saw the silk sash in Murong Ling's hand, what is the regulation of this sedan chair?Is this disrespectful?

Murong Ling played with the silk ribbon with a smile, and showed it to Xing Xiuyan, completely ignoring Xing Xiuyan's mood of about to collapse.But seeing Murong Ling so calm, Xing Xiuyan smiled wryly and thought, Is this a question of blood?Or are the ignorant fearless?

The sedan chair stopped suddenly, and the sedan chair curtain was lifted, "Miss Xing, you're here."

Xing Xiuyan hurriedly hugged Murong Ling and got out of the sedan chair. What made her stand stiffly in front of her eyes?Hall of Mental Cultivation?It seems that this should be the gate of the emperor's bedroom, right?She looked down at Murong Ling who was in her arms with a bewildered expression, and thought that this kid has such a big face!

Yun Qingran smiled slightly, first asked the servant to go in and report, and then said to Xing Xiuyan, "Don't worry, Your Majesty's move is also for Ling'er's benefit."

Xing Xiuyan's Gongdou dramas and novels from his previous life were not for nothing, and he immediately understood, yes, with such a great favor from the emperor, naturally no one would dare to underestimate Murong Ling, even if his parents are gone.

Not long after the servant entered, Qin Mo, Chief Qin, greeted him personally, "Master Hou, son, are you two here? Your Majesty has been waiting all morning. Please come in!" Qin Mo said with a smile, bending over They were invited in.

Director Qin said as he walked: "Your Majesty ordered the imperial dining room to make some snacks early in the morning. Your son must taste it, so as not to disappoint His Majesty Long En!"

But Xing Xiuyan said seriously: "Ling'er ate a lot for breakfast, if I use too much snacks later, I probably won't be able to eat lunch."

The corners of Manager Qin's mouth twitched slightly. What he said was just a reminder, and the last sentence was the key point. But why couldn't this female officer understand?

Yun Qingran suppressed a smile, "Eunuch Qin, I understand what you mean, don't worry!"

Director Qin nodded with satisfaction. After all, His Majesty taught it by himself, and he was more sensible than the one who came out halfway.

After entering, Emperor Qian'an got impatient for a long time. Seeing several people coming in, he stood up with a smile, "Ling'er, are you here? Come, give grandfather a hug." He said and walked over, Stretch out your hands.

Murong Ling had already been taught by Xing Xiuyan last night, and also on the way here. Hearing this, he just looked back at Xing Xiuyan, and obediently opened his hands to give him a hug.Emperor Qian'an took over his grandson, satisfied, thought for a while, and kissed his grandson on the face, "Good boy!"

This move almost didn't startle Director Qin's big teeth. He quickly looked around, only to see that the maid serving in the palace had already lowered his head, so he was relieved.Then he stood aside and calmed his frightened old heart.

Murong Ling smiled and pulled out a piece of silk ribbon from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Emperor Qian'an's hand, "Grandfather, here it is for you!"

Xing Xiuyan lowered her head and couldn't bear to look directly at him. He had already prepared a gift for Emperor Qian'an last night. It was an abstract painting drawn by Murong Ling himself. Why did this guy send that thing out on a whim? up?

Director Qin stared at the silk sash, thinking that it looked very familiar, turned his head and saw Xing Xiuyan with a guilty face, and thought, how could he do such a thing because of his noble status, it must be the monster of Xing family!

Emperor Qian'an laughed, "Is this a gift from Ling'er? I like it very much! Hey, why does this look so familiar?"

Xing Xiuyan stood over helplessly, "I would like to report to the emperor, the gift prepared by the prince is actually this, which is a painting drawn by the prince himself. That, that silk ribbon, was accidentally torn off by the prince on the way here."

Emperor Qian'an's eyes widened in surprise, "Oh? Ling'er can draw? Really? It really is Rong'er's child! Your mother was also very good at painting back then! Quickly, bring Ling'er's paintings to me Have a look! Qingran, have you seen it? What do you think?"

Yun Qingran suppressed a smile, "It's beyond the reach of ordinary people." This is true, Ling'er's paintings are incomprehensible to ordinary people.It takes a lot of imagination.

Xing Xiuyan, however, looked proud. In her opinion, Ling'er was really good at drawing such a picture at such a young age.She took out Murong Ling's painting, and Manager Qin took it over, spread it on the table respectfully, then stepped aside, Emperor Qian'an walked over with Murong Ling in his arms, looked down, and the smile on his face was stunned Startled, "Is this drawn by Ling'er?" What is this painting?It's a dark, strange-shaped mass, what exactly is it painted?

Xing Xiuyan stood over and introduced: "Ling'er painted your Majesty? Can't you see it?" No way, although it is a bit abstract, it can still be seen roughly?When she saw it for the first time, she guessed that it was a person, but she didn't know who it was drawn. After asking Ling'er, she realized that it was Emperor Qian'an.

Emperor Qian'an pointed at himself in surprise, "Is this the painting?" Is this how he looks in Ling'er's eyes?No way?

Seeing that Emperor Qian'an's reaction was different from what he expected, Murong Ling was a little aggrieved, but after Mingming's sister saw it, she was very happy, "Grandfather, don't you like it?"

Emperor Gan'an was afraid that his grandson would cry, so he hurriedly smiled and said: "No, no, I like it, I like it very much!" Then he stared at the painting hard, trying to find similarities with himself from it, but he tried hard For a long time, I didn't find it.Seeing that his grandson's mouth was pouting higher and higher, and he was about to break through the line of defense, he quickly racked his brains but boasted in a pale voice: "The painting is good, Ling'er's painting is really good. The word Ling on the side was written by Ling'er himself." Is it? Yo, the time and date are all written on it. Really good! Qin Mo, find someone to frame this painting for me tomorrow, and hang it with me in the South Study."

Qin Mo drooped his head and answered yes.I have deep doubts about the aesthetics of Emperor Qian'an in my heart. My lord, the South Study Room is the place where you receive courtiers. If you want to hang this painting, it will damage your holy name!

But even so, Murong Ling was still a little upset. His sister said that his grandfather would like it very much, but he always felt that his grandfather didn't really like it.He twisted his body and wanted to get off Emperor Qian'an. Seeing this, Xing Xiuyan quickly introduced: "Look, Your Majesty, this is you. Your tall figure shows that you have a great image in Ling'er's heart! This is a tree, this is Hua, this is the table. He painted the scene when he met you in the courtyard of Songbaiyuan that day. Ling'er is still young, her wrist is not strong, and her brush is a bit immature, but she is full of emotion! This stroke is very decisive , this stroke is slightly rounded, rich in imagination, very well drawn!"

Murong Ling stared at Xing Xiuyan with staring eyes. It was my sister who understood me and spoke to my heart, unlike my grandfather who would only say yes, very good over and over again.It doesn't mean anything.

Emperor Qian'an heard what Xing Xiuyan said, but after a closer look, it was really true.It's strange to say, I couldn't see it before, but after such an explanation, it really is the same thing! "Don't tell me, I really understand what you said. Qingran, Qin Mo, come over and have a look. Is this the case?"

Yun Qingran couldn't understand it at first, but after hearing what Xing Xiuyan said, she nodded, "It's true. I remember that the table in the Songbaiyuan courtyard was square, and Ling'er drew it very realistically, not bad!"

Seeing this, Qin Mo gritted his teeth. A loyal servant wants to love what his master loves and hate what his master hates. His Majesty obviously cares about his son, let alone draw an incomprehensible painting for him. Your Majesty, even if the son picks up a tree branch and gives it to His Majesty, His Majesty has to treasure it and store it up.He was the one who was confused just now.At the moment, Qin Mo racked his brains to think for a while, and then said with a sincere smile: "Shizi's brushwork is simple, but it is easy to understand. It's strange to say that the slaves looked at the paintings of Tang Bohu and Gu Kaizhi. Although they all agreed, but The servant can’t understand it, and I don’t know what’s so good about it? But the servant looks at Shizi’s painting, and I’m so happy from the bottom of my heart, I don’t know what’s going on.”

Yun Qingran tried her best to hold back her laughter, nodded her head and said in agreement: "That's what Mistress Xing said just now is full of emotions. Ling'er must have painted his admiration for His Majesty in this painting."

The two sang together, coaxing Qian'an Dilong into great joy, "Take my private seal, stamp it, and send it to be mounted quickly. This is the first painting Ling'er gave to my grandfather. My grandfather likes it very much! Be sure to keep it well. .”

As soon as the words fell, the servants outside said, "Your Majesty, the Empress heard that the prince of Yong'an Hou has entered the palace, and wanted to come to see the prince, and His Royal Highness is also here, outside the palace!"

Emperor Qian'an frowned, "It's really not pure."

Yun Qingran persuaded: "Your Majesty, after all, the empress empress and the crown prince's cousin are Ling'er's real grandmother and uncle, so they should see each other."

Emperor Gan'an thought for a while, "Tell the queen, you don't need to come here, I will take the prince to her palace for lunch. As for the prince, please come in!"

After a while, Zhao Yuan, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, came in and saw Emperor Qian'an holding a child. Although it was a little strange, he still knelt down without hesitation, "My son sees the father, long live the father... ··”

"No, no, get up!" Xing Xiuyan wanted to hold Ling'er and stand aside when His Royal Highness came in. After all, the crown prince is the heir of the country, and Ling'er can't stand him kneeling. How could he know? Emperor Qian'an refused to let her take him away, but the prince knelt down without hesitation.