Chapter 443 First time to enter the royal palace, gather for a banquet

The weather on this day was not good. At the beginning, when the carriage rolled and stopped steadily, Wei Zhao finally looked forward to the stone Buddha in the car, constantly staring at the time when she could not open a corner of the window and look out of the car. She got out of the car and handed over the invitation post to check it. He quickly "breaked the ring" and glanced at the straight bluestone Avenue. There was a mist, and in the fog, the tall sycamore leaves standing beside the road were pale yellow.

Looking directly at the sycamore, a slightly open red door can be seen from the complicated carving on the stone screen inside the door. It should be the Duke of Wei. Wei Zhao's eyes were black, and the corners of his lips couldn't help rolling gently. But at this time, the carriage drove again, turned to the corner door of the king of Chu's mansion, and entered the long corridor.

There is only a stone wall in front of me, which is slightly dry.

Wei Zhao closed the window, pulled the brocade curtain to block it, and resumed his sitting posture.

I always thought that the corridor turning to the back house was still long. Unexpectedly, the wheels rolled and stopped again. The clear voice outside the carriage seemed to be the cold noise of the royal servant and the wet nurse. After a few words, the curtain was lifted, and the wet nurse leaned her waist slightly and asked Wei Zhao to get out of the car.

Is it so fast? Wei Zhao was surprised. She knew that there were only two mansions in the Zhengfang. She expected that the Chu Palace should occupy a very wide area. She didn't want the carriage to slow down until half a moment to reach the second gate, which seemed to be shorter than the Yong Road of Qingzhou's ancestral house. Is the structure of the mansion in Beijing very different from other places?

Get out of the car with doubts, but what she saw was a screen door. Sitting on the seven or eight steps of jade steps, the mother-to-face with the nursing mother was wearing a blue floral narrow-sleeved bun and a golden hairpin on her hair. The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, with a smile on her face. She looked like a steward in the royal palace. Behind her stood several women in blue robes and skirts. Next to a soft sedan chair, they all looked over with a smile, and their eyes seemed to flash some strange colors, but they calmed down very quickly.

Seeing that the stewman took the lead and bent his knees to say good luck, Wei Zhao took half a step, helped him up, and asked what to call him with a smile.

"The old slave, surnamed Yang, waited in front of the imperial concubine and was ordered to welcome the second lady and ask the second lady to move into the soft sedan chair."

It was Mother Yang who came. She helped Wei Zhao on the sedan chair with her own hands, and then accompanied Wei Zhao's wet nurse in.

Although those women were not "Confucius and powerful", the sedan chair was raised steadily. Wei Zhao listened to Mother Yang and the wet nurse follow on the right, so he raised the corner of the left sedan chair curtain and peeked at it. What he saw was a tree planting and seemed to have magnolia. At this time, the flowering period had passed. What was strange was that it should have been fragrant and withered. Fall, it is the leaves that are withered and yellow, and it seems that in the cold wind between the branches, there is still a dark fragrance.

This time, after walking for a moment, when the sedan chair turned, a wall appeared in front of Wei Zhao, engraved with pine bamboo, pine and bamboo cultivation, and Ke Zhiqi.

Going forward, there was another screen door, but it was divided into two sides. It was painted in blue and red. There was a gold-bottomed black plaque hanging on the door, and the word "Guan Sui" was written on it. The pen was like a dragon and charming. Almost at the same time, Wei Zhao heard the wet nurse asked in surprise, "This place doesn't it look like an inner house?" Then Mother Yang said with a smile, "The imperial concubine and the imperial son live alone in Guan Suiyuan."

While talking, the sedan chair has gone straight in, and there is a landscape shining wall, which echoes the distance outside. When he turned around, he saw a wave of clear pools. There are three stone bridges across it. The arch in the middle is like a crescent moon, but there are flat bridges on both sides, which can be used for the sedan chair and passage. Wei Zhao carefully pays attention and sees the one in the middle. The stone arch is engraved with the word "Pianyue", and his eyes can't help falling to the surface of the water. In the reflection of the clear waves, the reflection of a bridge just combined with the stone arch into the shape of a full moon.

Opposite the bridge is a grove that is almost impossible to see, high and low. At this time, there are no flowers and leaves, only the branches are vigorous. At first glance, they seem to be disorderly. When they look carefully, they are wrong but wonderful. Unexpectedly, they don't feel that the dead branches are dry and irritable, and make people look forward to the green calyx when the snow comes. Zhu Rui showed her face, what a beautiful scenery should be formed. The soft sedan chair went along the path between the plum forest, and there were strange stone red pavilions and tea reed flowers. Gradually saw a raised eaves. The soft sedan chair finally landed and stopped under the steps of the corridor.

After lifting the curtain, I stepped on the corridor. Before I could see what the scenery was on the other side of the window on the wall, I saw three women coming from the moon gate at the end of the corridor not far away. The one was wearing a red brocade cloak with hairs. When walking, the peach-colored skirt was like water ripps, and the rice-sized mackerel beads were like jumping water droplets, half hidden. In the cyan of the long skirt.

The temples pressed a peony flower made of light gold yarn. It seemed to be gorgeous. The golden phoenix spread its wings between the temples, and the thin face of fat powder was not taken away by the golden hairpin at all. It was still far away, but it was clear of the clear smile in the eyes. The corners of the lips were only slightly raised, which seemed that people couldn't help smiling.

It is the concubine who once had a relationship.

The two pedestrians met head-on. Wei Zhao was about to salute, and his knees were slightly bent. He was held by Yijing and said with a smile, "Sister Zhao doesn't need to be polite." He also introduced two women: "This is A Ran, the biological sister of the son of the world, and this is A Jin, the youngest daughter of the second aunt." Wei Zhao looked at the two, one as tall and short as the imperial concubine, with chastity between his eyebrows and some caution in his eyes. One was not big enough, combing double snails, squeezed his mouth and smiled, and his long eyelashes flashed.

When they saw the salute, Yijing saw that it was not a maid who followed Wei Zhao, but a half-old mother. At this time, she lowered her eyes and stood behind her, and her expression looked a little strict. She hurriedly asked, "What's the name of the mother?" Wei Zhao replied with a smile, "It's my wet nurse, Wei."

Bunjing expected to be a slave of Weifu. He was so trustworthy that he was given a surname by his master. He politely said hello to his mother and took Wei Zhao's hand and said, "Follow me into the atrium. Several sisters of my mother's family came and sat in the studio, looking forward to Zhao's sister." I had to turn around, but I was "stop" by Mother Wei: " According to the rules, you should go to the old princess to greet her first."

Although this is good, it is a little rude to put forward so bluntly. Wei Zhao is very angry - in the Wei family, the status of the wet nurse is not as good as that of ordinary servants. She can completely blame the little master. The little master can't talk back and teach his mother to know that he can avoid a punishment, but this is a guest at a relative's house, and the wet nurse speaks like this. It's like blaming others for not being polite.

At the same time, Wei Zhao heard his mother's advice to the wet nurse last night - "I really don't want to have more contact with them. Zhao'er is reckless, and he is not sure that she will go alone. However, the lord insisted that she will be invited. On the birthday of the concubine, the invitation is full of ordinary generations. I can't go. Mother has to be careful. ...I heard that these nobles in Beijing... Even those families are not as fastidious as before, and there are many omissions in men and women... Although the son has gone to Jizhou, there are still Erlang Sanlang. Yu Erlang has made a marriage, so you don't have to worry about it. Only Sanlang must pay attention to it. No matter how the family style of the royal family is, be careful not to let Showa Sanlang pass. Talk more."

Really, you can't be so unbearable. How can you be reckless?

Wei Zhao's good mood suddenly shrouded in dark clouds.

Yijing didn't mind, but only replied with a smile, "I should have greeted the old princess first. Today, my grandmother also came to the royal palace and was talking with the old princess. I heard that there are many people today, and the old princess avoided these vulgar gifts. When the two came to Guan Suiyuan for lunch, see you again, sister Zhao."

M Mother Wei was speechless and followed to the atrium without saying a word.

As he talked and laughed, he passed the moon gate, and the wall was still a corridor. Looking out of the corridor, he saw the green bamboo Xiaoxiao, but it seemed that he could not see the end at a glance. This place was quieter than the scenery of the front court. Soon after, he went out of the corridor and winding along the long path. He heard the gurgling sound of the flow, but he could not find any trace of water. Two arches piled up with fake stones, passed through several natural reed houses, then stepped on a slightly open road, walked a hundred steps forward, and saw a row of houses.

It should be the place where the imperial concubine used to live.

The main hall is extremely spacious, but there is no one. Looking to the right, I saw a maid standing outside the green bamboo brocade curtain in front of the next door, smiling and breaking the curtain.

The imperial concubine and Wei Zhao walked in, and several girls who sat or leaned on stood up to welcome each other. The girl in a red begonia skirt and holding the bud took a step forward. Two black grape-like eyes stared straight at Wei Zhao, her eyebrows were bent like the moon, and the corners of her lips were deep. She slapped with a smile and said, "This must be Sister Zhao, and her fifth brother-in-law There are seven or eight points similar.

Wing smiled and said, "The first time I saw A Zhao, I felt the same way." He also introduced: "She is my seventh sister."

"Sister Zhao." The other also wore a red skirt, but the girl embroidered with white plums bowed on her knees. Wei Zhao saw that she had almost the same clear eyes as the imperial concubine, but her temperament looked cold, and her behavior was generous. Her eyebrows were black and long and straight, which made her face a heroic, but it did not make people feel arrogant. The recommendation of the beautiful scene was six. Sister, Wei Zhao hurriedly returned the gift.

Looking at the girl standing next to the plum bottle, she has reached it, combing her hair style. There is only a white jade comb between her hair, a beaded flower, and a white dress in blue moon, and her eyebrows are as long as the corners of her eyes. Although she is smiling, she doesn't look very friendly.

"This is my third sister."

After the introduction, she took Wei Zhao to sit down. She turned around and saw that Mother Wei was still standing by the door and quickly asked Chunmu to take her to the wing for tea. At first, Mother Wei didn't want to: "The second lady didn't bring any other maids, and I didn't dare to be lazy." As soon as Yijing saw Wei Zhao's unconcealed frustration, he smiled and advised him again, "Mother, don't worry. With our care, we won't neglect A Zhao. Mami is also a guest. How can I work for you? It's been cloudy today, and I haven't been able to escape the cold all the way. It's better for Mami to have a cup of hot tea to warm up." Looking at the spring and evening again, the maid was clear and half-pulled and persuaded to go out with Mother Wei's hand.

M Mother Wei saw that she didn't see a foreign man all the way in, but she was also slightly reassured. She thought that being too stubborn was not a subordinate's courtesy, so she insisted on staying inseparable.

Only then did Wei Zhao completely let go. While talking and laughing with several girls of the same age, he looked at the room. Sure enough, it was a studio, which was particularly elegantly arranged. In the south, there was a row of windows covered with transparent white mulberry paper. In front of the window was a long painting. The style was simple and unpretentious, but the pen and inkstone on the case were dazzling, and the corner flower racks were arranged in the wall. There are bamboos on top and more than ten scrolls in the blue and white porcelain altar with open belly.

The two walls are full of calligraphy and painting, with landscapes, flowers and plants, some are freehand, and some are meticulous, and the paintings are all excellent works. After listening to the introduction of Su Qiniang, who has the most detached nature, he knew that it was all the works of the son of the world. Wei Zhao was quite surprised - she also heard the talent name of Sha Tingke in Qingzhou and read it. Although I admired "Ode to the People", I only thought that my cousin was good at writing articles. I didn't expect that a calligraphy and painting would have such a level. Not to mention that above my father, I'm afraid that even my grandfather would be willing to bow down.

It's time to let my mother see if she will be so contemptuous when she mentions the word "Xun Gui".

Suddenly, I saw a picture of plum scenery in the snow, and the style of writing seemed to be different. I asked curiously, "Is this also made by my cousin?"

But he listened to the somewhat taciturn Su Liuniang and the glorious tone: "This was made by my fifth sister. At that time, she was only fourteen, and I saw her draw it with my own eyes."

Wei Zhao was surprised to hear that the talent of Kyoto Shuanghua has not been passed on outside Kyoto.

Several little women talked about the "hehe achievements" of the concubines at the Fanglin banquet, and only said a few words, then turned to the beautiful scenery of the kitchen and teahouse's "procuratorial work" and sneezed several times.

They are all girls of the same age. They soon became familiar with each other, and there was a lot of laughter in the studio.

Soon, the fourth mother also arrived, and it was even more joyful to say goodbye to the sisters who had not seen each other for a long time.

This happy atmosphere was not until Er Niang arrived - she was a little unhappy when she looked at it. She took off the cold red cloak and fell into the arms of her maidservant and forced her sisters happily. Soon after sitting down, she fought coldly with San Niang. Si Niang persuaded a few words, which almost made her angry and made her laugh and watch. Liu Niang He was most afraid of getting involved in the dispute. Sitting far away alone, Qi Niang, the little yellow warbler, also stopped and sat next to Wei Zhao and whispered, "Don't be surprised, sister Zhao. The second sister and third sister are straightforward and haven't seen each other for a long time. It's inevitable that they are 'intimacy'."

Wei Zhao looked interesting and only felt that it was a quarrel between the sisters, which was never allowed in the Wei family, that is, the Bi family. No matter how dissatisfied she was, the brothers and sisters had to maintain harmony on the surface. She had never witnessed the scene of the two sisters arguing.

Unexpectedly, the second mother was really in a bad mood today. When she heard the third mother say, "The second sister is also a little more generous. Don't say that you have left the cabinet and become a woman of the Zhou family. It doesn't matter whether I should come or not. Even in the past, it was your turn to take care of it. This is the royal palace of Chu. I took the invitation of the fifth sister. What's the second sister? Yaowu should also show his power in the Zhou family, go to the royal palace, and don't be afraid of people's jokes.

Er Niang got up and made a sudden "big noise" that made Wei Zhao's heart tremble.