The Moon Over Tang Dynasty

Chapter 70 Returning to the palace and hearing about the past

Using a small pen with a small wolf brush, he carefully added the last stroke of gold powder to the big treasure hall on the silk. Liuli took a long breath, put down the pen, took a few steps back, looked around a few times, and a smile appeared on his face.

Aling was sitting by the window looking at the scenery outside and nibbling on this year's new tribute Aijia pears. When he saw Liuli putting down his pen, he jumped up, took a few steps over to take a look, and nodded hurriedly, "It's really beautiful! This painting made of gold powder is much better than the original one."

Liuli smiled and said nothing. The original painting she painted was a green and meticulous painting, but this time she changed it to gold and green. She didn't realize it when she lived on the north slope. It was only when she moved to the main hall on the mountain that she found that there were only gold and green landscapes. Only the magnificence and elegance of the palace can express the grand atmosphere of this Wannian Palace. However, this "Ten Thousand Years Palace Picture" was painted in March when she first started painting, but now the mountains are covered with yellow leaves and red maples.

Thinking of returning to Chang'an tomorrow, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He was right, this was an eventful time!

Since Liu Shi's resignation was approved by Zhongshu Ling, and he was appointed as Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, there has been no movement on the surface in the court, and the same is true on Gaozong's side. Doctor Jiang, who was just helping Wu Zhaoyi nurse herself back to health, was promoted to Serve as the imperial doctor. But there are some things that even people like Liuli who are not in it can feel are a little different. For example, Gaozong is becoming more and more leisurely, so that she has to be careful to avoid more and more times, and the cars of officials in front of Wannian Palace The horses were much sparser, and she heard the young **** working at the front door complain privately that the oil and water were half gone...

 Over the distant Chang'an, something subtle seemed to be brewing. I don’t know if Emperor Gaozong also felt this, but the summer vacation this time became even more ridiculously long: the day of departure was scheduled for late September—if it were a few days later, I’m afraid the mountains would have received the first snow of winter.

After a while, the paint was completely dry, and Liuli carefully rolled up the painting. Aling also packed the paint, pens, rulers and other items into the three-color box next to the desk. The two of them walked downstairs and went to the row. Go to the west room of Yundian. Before he could reach the door, he heard a bang from inside the room, followed by Mrs. Wu's annoyed voice, "Why did you dial ten!" Someone else laughed and said, "Zhaoyi is so lucky!"

Liuli and Aling looked at each other and smiled: Zhaoyi and his wife must be playing Shuanglu again! This double land game was originally the most popular game in the palace, requiring both skill and luck. Wu Zetian was the best at playing double land. Mrs. Wu would lose seven or eight times out of ten, but she often became braver as she fought. It would take half a day at a time. .

When he opened the curtain and went in, he saw Wu Zetian and Mrs. Wu sitting on the bed. In the middle was a gold and silver flat double land bureau that was more than two feet long and one foot wide. Wu Zetian held the black one and Mrs. Wu held the white one. They stood aside and counted. The one who raised the funds was none other than Guo Cainv, who was newly promoted not long ago.

Seeing that most of Wu Zetian's fifteen sunspots had entered the engraved line on Mrs. Wu's side, this time the two dices rolled out another ten. Wu Zetian walked less than ten steps, and all the black men walked in, pushed the chess piece and said with a smile, "Shun Niang, you lost again! Today's winnings are all mine."

Mrs. Wu’s face was filled with regret and she sighed, “I’m really not lucky lately.”

Yuliu came up and said with a smile, "I have been sitting for more than an hour. Zhaoyi might as well get up and relax for a while."

Mrs. Wu immediately shook her head, "One more game!"

Liuli hurriedly took a step forward, smiled and saluted, "Liuli has met Zhaoyi and his wife, and Zhaoyi has already received the "Ten Thousand Years Palace Picture" that Liuli was asked to paint."

When Mrs. Wu heard this, she hurriedly put away the Shuanglu and said with a smile, "Open it quickly and show it to me!" Wu Zetian had been sitting for a long time and Yuan was a little tired. Hearing this, he also laughed, "I was still thinking about it yesterday. If you can’t draw well again, why don’t you try again next time you come here?”

Liuli and Aling each pulled one end of the scroll and slowly unfolded it. She used a vertical frame for this golden and jade world painting, which was more than one foot wide and three feet long. From top to bottom, she painted several spots on the top of the Wannian Palace. There are palaces and pavilions, mainly the Dabao Palace. The brushwork is meticulous and precise, the colors are luxurious and ancient, and the windows, eaves, beams and columns are all painted in detail. Mrs. Wu was filled with admiration after seeing it, "Why is it better than your original painting?"

Liuli smiled and said, "Of course it's because the scenery on the mountain of Wannian Palace is better."

Wu Zetian smiled and nodded, "Of course the scenery is better at high places." He added, "I think your painting is no worse than Dong Zhan." Dong is Dong Boren, and Zhan is Zhan Ziqian, both from the Sui Dynasty. The most famous painter, Zhan Ziqian's "Spring Outing" has almost the status of a national treasure in the world of calligraphy and painting in later generations. When he heard this sentence, Liuli couldn't help but get a fever in his ears.

In the evening, Yuliu brought people over again. The Taoist Emperor was very happy to see the "Ten Thousand Years Palace Picture". He rewarded Liuli with ten pieces of Shu brocade. Zhaoyi added ten pieces of single silk silk. Liuli thanked him with a smile. After that, I put it in the box. I lowered my head and calculated. I didn't save anything else in the year I entered the palace. There are quite a few boxes of silk and satin. I'm afraid it's enough for a dowry. Thinking of this, her fingertips seemed to heat up again, as if the soft feeling had been burned there and could never be erased forever. The night is getting deeper, and the last quarter moon has just risen. The clear light is shining on the mountains, giving a gentle sadness.

 Early the next morning, the large group of people from Wannian Palace set out on their way back to Chang'an. Although Emperor Gaozong lingered in Wannian Palace, he did not hesitate once he returned. Luan Jia returned to Taiji Palace on the third day. Liuli's carriage still entered through Yong'an Gate, but this time, the middle gate of Yong'an Gate, which had been closed all year round, suddenly opened, and Wu Zetian's Zhai carriage drove straight in through this gate exclusive to the queen.

Liuli still got off the carriage at Huizheng Gate. Aling handed the luggage to the young **** who came to meet him. The two were about to walk in when they saw a **** coming up to him with a smile, "Painter Kudi, your The eaves are over there."

Liuli was startled, and looked back at Aling, only to see that she was also shocked, and hurriedly waved her hands and said, "How can this mean that if I, a folk girl, sit on the eaves in the palace, wouldn't it be too frivolous? "Disrespectful to the nobles." The **** smiled and said, "The painter should not do anything to the young people. This was specially ordered by Zhaoyi. He said that if the painter has the ability to save the emperor, he should sit on the eaves. No one in this palace can do it. After such great achievements, it’s never too late to say anything.”

Liuli knew she couldn't refuse, so she had to thank her again, and then she got on a four-person carriage with a natural color curtain, and headed all the way to Xianchi Hall. The carriage walked very smoothly, but Liuli felt uneasy in her heart. When she couldn't get down, all the people coming and going from the palace looked at her a few more times, and then stepped out of the way with a smile. Liuli could only kneel down and sit quietly in the carriage, pretending to be calm. In Chang'an in late September, There was already a chill in the wind, but when she dropped off her baby in front of the Xianchi Palace, her shoulders were stiff and it was even harder than walking all the way on a hot day.

The Xianchi Palace was busy with luggage being transported and people were coming and going. Everyone had a somewhat irrepressible smile on their face. Liuli took Aring straight to the residence at the back. The house was cleaned very clean, and the luggage was moved in. A little palace maid brought a food box. The two of them ate a few bites and packed up. Fan. Liuli estimated that Zhaoyi and Mrs. Wu were resting, so she rested for a while. When she got up, she saw that the sun was already setting outside, so she headed forward.

As soon as he went out, he saw a little palace maid next to Wu Zetian running over. Aling was familiar with her, so he called her name and asked, "What are you busy with?"

The little palace maid stamped her feet and said, "What do you think happened to these ladies and nobles? Zhaoyi had only rested for more than an hour after she came back. The noble concubine De Fei and the concubines Jie Yu came to visit and give gifts one after another. We are still here. There are a lot of things that I haven't had time to put away, and I don't even have enough money to give them to others, so I have to go to the warehouse to find them..." He ran away.

Aling looked at her back, shook his head and sneered. Liuli also somewhat understood in her heart: in terms of the interactions between concubines and concubines, this Xianchi Palace was originally the smallest place in the palace. Even on New Year's Day, it was rare for anyone to come here. But now that the limelight has changed, anyone in this Tai Chi Palace who wants to leave a way out for themselves will have to suffer the consequences today. I saw everyone in the courtyard walking in a hurry, and it was a bit busier than before. Thinking of the scene ahead, the two couldn't help but smile at each other.

When I arrived at Mrs. Wu's room in the back hall, I saw Mrs. Yang sitting upright inside, wearing a dark purple tunic with white hair neatly combed. She hadn't seen her for half a year, and she looked energetic. A little stronger, Liuli hurriedly went up to say blessings, but Mrs. Yang had already waved her hand and said, "Get up quickly, come here and let me take a good look."

Liuli walked over with a smile. Mrs. Yang took Liuli's hand and sighed, "You kid is still so outspoken. Shun Niang already told me all about the flood in the letter she gave me. , Speaking of which, you are really the benefactor of my Wu family, Shun Niang and Mei Niang are all fine thanks to you."

Liuli lamented in her heart, and said with a low eyebrow, "Mrs. Yang, please don't say that, it will offend Liuli." She said it again sincerely, and said it again sincerely. He said, "If it hadn't been for Mrs. Yang's helping hand, how could Liuli be where he is today? Not to mention Zhaoyi and their nobles, God Blessed, even if Liuli exerted a little strength, how could he have saved the nobles? He clearly saved himself."

Mrs. Yang laughed heartily and clapped her hand, "You are such a lovely kid, no wonder you are so blessed! It shows that good deeds are rewarded. Lai Shunniang has not been back for almost a year. Now, how about you and Shunniang accompany me back home for a few days?"

Liuli's heart skipped a beat and she nodded with a smile. Mrs. Wu, who was sitting lazily on the bedside, sat up a little after hearing this, "Exactly, although this palace is nice, it still feels stuffy after living there for a long time."

Mrs. Yang wanted to say something. She raised her head and glanced at Cuimo Aling. They all retreated in a hurry. Mrs. Yang then whispered to Liuli, "Liuli, I heard about the relationship between you and that Pei Sheren. I went to ask a few old friends about it, and I heard some old stories. Did Mr. Peishe tell you about his clan affairs? "

Liuli's heart sank, and she shook her head and said, "Pei Sheren only mentioned that there seemed to be some trouble with the tribe, but he never said anything about it."

Mrs. Wu's eyes immediately lit up, "Mother, a family like the Pei family has always had an excellent reputation. Have you heard anything?"

Mrs. Yang glanced at her and sneered, "You also know that the Pei family is a big family. Do you know that the more big a family has been for hundreds of years, the more difficult it is for every family to recite scriptures?"

Mrs. Wu suddenly remembered some things in the Helan family and fell silent.

Mrs. Yang sighed, "It's more than just a little annoying. Speaking of which, it's not easy for him to live peacefully until today!"

Liuli couldn't help being stunned.

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Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty returned to Chang'an on September 24th. On the 25th, he criticized the officials at the court meeting of senior officials above the fifth rank who behaved completely differently from those during the Zhenguan period. They did not write letters to express their opinions at all, and asked "Why didn't you say anything?"

 (End of this chapter)