Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 297 A Different Kind of Talent

Because several years ago, another court lady who came with her to serve Zhou Changzai died of illness quietly.

I remember that at that time, Zhou Changzai said very leniently that since the person was not comfortable, the maid was allowed to live alone in a small room to recuperate, and she did not need to be on duty. .

At that time, she was still secretly envious of the maid, she didn't seem to be suffering from any serious illness, but she was treated so well, but before she could envy her for two days, the maid died, it is said that she died of illness.

She had sneaked a look at it the night before, and she was still alive and energetic at the time, she didn't look like she was seriously ill, but she disappeared the next day.

She felt that the matter was not simple, but she never dared to say it outside, and kept holding it in her heart, and said nothing to anyone.

So although the master looked at Kuanhe, she didn't dare to make a mistake. It was because she was thinking too much.

Zhou Chang retracted the sharp edge that was released, and said softly: "It was smashed and thrown into the deep well."

"Yes." Liuying agreed and was about to go out.

Tonight, on Mid-Autumn Festival, in order to make it easier for the masters to enjoy the moon, the key will be released late in the palace, and the key will be released only after the moon is in the west. Looking at the sky, there should be half an hour before the key is released.

"stop."

Zhou Changzai's voice came from behind, especially gloomy in the darkness, Liuying couldn't help shivering, and turned back with her head down.

Zhou Chang looked at the person in front of him and said word by word: "Remember, don't let anyone see it except you."

Repeat the previous words again.

Liuying nodded obediently.

Zhou Changzai found out after seeing her, and asked her to step back and deal with it quickly.

Liu Ying, a court lady, has always been relatively honest, she has no ambitions, and she doesn't have as many ghosts as others. She should listen to what she should listen to and should not listen to it.

It's just that she has to know the severity, so she has to repeat it at the end.

After the people left, Zhou Changzai sat quietly again, the inner room was silent, as if there was no one there.

Under the night moon of Canglan Courtyard.

Taking advantage of the lotus flower, the emperor was busy talking about eating fruit, and explained to Nanny Qi a few words about what happened tonight, and asked her to go back to rest first, because the old man couldn't bear it too late.

After Nanny Qi left, his little concubine had finished eating, and he took her hand for a walk to digest food, enjoying the peaceful time between the two of them.

The led lotus kicked the pebbles on the side of the road restlessly from time to time, chatting twitteringly, very happy.

"Master, if every day is the Mid-Autumn Festival, what do you think would be great?"

"Yeah." It's good to have her every day.

"The moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round. Doesn't it mean that tomorrow's moon will be even rounder?"

"Yeah." She is also very cute under the moon.

"There are still some moon cakes left. I can eat them tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. I can eat them for many days."

"Don't be greedy..." Otherwise, like him, he would be insensitive when he heard it.

Lianhua suddenly thought of the word "two love each other", and couldn't help laughing and said: "Master, we are two love each other~"

Hearing this sentence, the emperor smiled at the corner of his mouth, stopped, and couldn't help hugging her: "Yes, I and my daughter are in love with each other."

Lianhua grinned and looked left and right, like thieves, seeing how far away Zhang Qing and Xiao Jizi were, and didn't look up, so she stood on tiptoe, hugged the emperor and kissed him.

There is a tacit understanding, and it happens that the emperor also wants to kiss her, but how can he be satisfied with such a superficial touch.

The scenery under the moon was so beautiful that the emperor couldn't help hugging her and kissing her tenderly.

When the two separated, the lotus face seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge. Fortunately, Nanny Qi didn't spread it with them, otherwise it would be so embarrassing.

The two of them interlocked their fingers and walked slowly. After walking for a while, Lianhua didn't hold back her words, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "How much wine did you drink tonight, why is the smell still not gone?"

"Huh? Have you tasted it?" The emperor raised his eyebrows and asked jokingly.

It made Lianhua's face turn red, and she didn't dare to speak.

The emperor laughed out loud, and couldn't help hugging her and wanted to kiss her, which made her hide away with a giggle: "No more kisses, no more kisses, you smell like wine..."

The two played around for a while, the emperor looked at the moonlight, it was already late, afraid that she would be sleepy, so he led her back.

On the way back, Lianhua felt very sweet when she thought of "the two are in love with each other". She and the Long Live Lord are in love with each other. This is what the Long Live Lord said.

Thinking of this, she felt sweet and happy in her heart. She couldn't help humming softly when she was in a good mood: "Mmm, um, um..."

The emperor didn't know where she learned the tune, and her voice was not too loud. After listening to it for a long time, she couldn't catch a word, but her voice was sweet and sweet, and it sounded very pleasant.

He didn't disturb her, he walked slowly by his hand, listening to her humming songs, and walking under the moonlight, he felt very comfortable and comfortable.

The voice of Lianhua humming gradually became louder unconsciously, and the emperor finally recognized the words she hummed:

"The moon shines brightly, riding a horse and burning incense, praying to the east and west, mother-in-law, grandma, bless my father to do business, not to earn more, not to earn less, and earn three big ingots a day."

After hearing it, he couldn't help but want to laugh, his little concubine really lost money, the tunes she hummed were all related to Yuanbao, it was indeed her style.

Listening to it, I heard something different again. Why is the tune different every time?

The emperor thought to himself, his little concubine is really interesting and talented, she can hum the tunes as she likes, she can hum whatever she wants, and she hummed no less than three or four tunes along the way, she is really talented.

Her talent is probably difficult for ordinary people to discover, and she would not consider it a talent.

Most people in the world think that only those who read well can be considered talented.

For example, a man needs to practice the six arts of a gentleman, and a woman needs to master the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and female celebrity. Only when these elegant aspirations are well done, can they be regarded as talents on the stage, and can be called a talented man or a talented woman by the world.

Other skills are not on the stage, it is a lowly thing, and if you mention it, you will lose your face.

His little concubine knows exactly what the world doesn't like, so he suffers and is considered stupid by the husband.

In this world, it is not enough for female celebrities who only know how to read books.

He just thought that his little concubine was very good and smart, and she had a clear view of people and things. Look at her opinion of the concubine, it was very appropriate.

Look at her return gift to Xu Rongying, it was so appropriate that he was almost jealous.

Who can say that his little concubine is incapable?Let Nanny Qi love her like a sweetheart, and let Xu Rongying willingly take care of the things she really doesn't want to take care of, who else in this palace can do it except her?

She knows many things that ordinary people don't know, and she lives with daily interest. Many things she is interested in can be understood at a glance, and she doesn't even need to teach them.

Just like the mahogany sword made for Xu Rongying, I heard from her that she only learned a little bit from the master craftsman before, and she groped for the rest.

　The moon shines brightly, riding a horse and burning incense, praying to the east and west, mother-in-law, grandma, bless my father to do business, not to earn more, not to earn less, and earn three big ingots a day.

　　——Mid-Autumn Nursery Rhymes, sourced from search~
　　
　
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