Houmen's step-wife

Chapter 515 Poisonous Tongue (2)
Huang Yuanxiang was disappointed in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it.

After walking outside the gate of Yongning Palace, the little official who led Huang Yuanxiang into the palace said to Huang Yuanxiang: "Miss Huang, the miscellaneous family will report later."

"Thank you, little eunuch." Huang Yuanxiang said respectfully and politely.

For the people around the imperial concubine, even if it is just a crippled eunuch, they must not be offended.

The little eunuch smiled and went in to report. After a long time, he came out and said to Huang Yuanxiang: "Miss Huang, my mother has an invitation, please come with the miscellaneous family."

After entering the gate of Yongning Palace, Huang Yuanxiang quietly looked at the buildings inside while walking. After passing Yongning Gate, she entered the courtyard. It was a mahogany screen with five blessings holding longevity, with a stone seat under it, and the courtyard was full of trees. The pear blossoms are in full bloom, which can be described as eucalyptus and silver flowers, and the courtyard is full of fragrance.

To the north of the courtyard are the five main halls, with yellow glazed tiles, beasts placed in the corners of the eaves, under the eaves there are single-curved, single-raised and five-stepped dougongs, and the inner and outer eaves are decorated with dragon, phoenix and seal paintings. There is a wide platform in front of the hall. Going up, after the platform, is the gate of the main hall, in front of which there are pretty maids and well-faced little eunuchs.

Huang Yuanxiang lowered her eyes, not daring to look at her quietly any more.

Obviously, the imperial concubine summoned her in the main hall. If she was closer, the imperial concubine would definitely summon her in the back hall. Obviously, the imperial concubine did not value her as much as she imagined.

"Ma'am, Miss Huang is here." The little eunuch bowed outside the door and said.

As soon as the words were finished, a pretty maid of seventeen or eighteen years old came out.

"Sister Caiyue." Seeing her, the little eunuch immediately called out respectfully and courteously.

Caiyue glanced at the little eunuch, and said, "Okay, Xiao Shunzi, it's none of your business here, go down and receive the reward!"

"Yes." Xiao Shunzi replied, and then retreated with a happy face.

"Miss Huang, come with me!" Caiyue looked at Huang Yuanxiang, sized her up indistinctly, and said with a smile.

"Thank you, girl." Huang Yuanxiang couldn't help but nodded and smiled at her. Although she tried her best to look approachable, because she couldn't practice well, even if she smiled kindly, there was always a hint of condescension in her attitude.

Caiyue glanced at her again after hearing the words, her face remained unchanged, she still led her in with a smile.

The indoor floor is made of square bricks, the ceiling is painted with double phoenixes, and there are horizontal thrones, screens, incense tables, palace fans and other objects in the middle of the Ming Dynasty.

But the imperial concubine is not in the Ming room, but in the Dongci room.

Between the Ming room and the Dongci room, it is separated by a floor-to-ceiling floor-to-ceiling cover of rosewood carving magpies and plums, with orange gauze curtains hanging on it, an Arhat couch under the south window, and writing desks and bookshelves on the opposite north wall.

The imperial concubine was wearing a yellow phoenix robe, a gold phoenix with filigree beads and lapis lazuli earrings on her head. She was sitting on the arhat couch, reading a book. When she heard something, she raised her head and looked at Huang Yuanxiang carefully. .

I saw that she was wearing a pair of lapels with a light yellow collar, pink and green dark flowers, and a bun with the fragrance of Chaoyun on her hair. Although she didn't wear many hairpins, each piece was exquisite, and her makeup was also very delicate. She looked better than when she saw her that day. , more beautiful three points.

"My daughter pays respects to the imperial concubine, and wishes her youth and health forever." Huang Yuanxiang didn't even dare to lift her head, and kowtowed to Su Wan in a respectful manner. The etiquette was not bad at all, and it was obvious that she had studied it hard.

Su Wan couldn't help laughing when she heard the words: "You have a clever mouth, get up!"

"Thank you, ma'am." Huang Yuanxiang stood up after thanking her.

"Do you know why I called you into the palace?" Su Wan asked her.

Huang Yuanxiang lowered her eyebrows and shook her head submissively, and said, "I don't know."

Su Wan picked up a piece of writing from the kang table, but didn't hide it, and said: "Because you made this piece of writing catch my eyes, although this piece of writing is not good enough, it has a bit of character, it is very rare."

Although she had already guessed the answer, Huang Yuanxiang still felt a little uncomfortable. She didn't believe that this was the only thing that caught the eyes of the imperial concubine.

But she still suppressed the embarrassment in her heart, and said with a face of honor and gratitude: "Your Majesty, being able to appreciate the handwriting of the minister is a blessing that the minister has cultivated in several lifetimes, but this is just a clumsy painting, and it is difficult to be elegant. I can't deserve such praise from my mother."

"Miss Huang is really too modest." After Su Wan finished speaking, she ordered: "Come here, give Miss Huang a seat."

Immediately, a court lady brought an embroidered pier and put it in front of Huang Yuanxiang.

After Huang Yuanxiang thanked her, she sat down with her body tilted.

"What does Miss Huang usually like to do?" Su Wan asked with interest.

"I usually just like to write and embroider flowers." Huang Yuanxiang replied conservatively.

She was a little excited, but also a little apprehensive. She didn't know whether the imperial concubine asked herself purposefully, or just asked casually.

Huang Yuanxiang originally thought that the imperial concubine would ask her other things, but unexpectedly, the imperial concubine suddenly chatted with her about calligraphy and ink painting.

Fortunately, she did have some real stuff in her belly, so she managed to cope with the various problems of the imperial concubine without making a fool of herself on the spot. The chat lasted for more than half an hour, and the weather was not hot, but Huang Yuanxiang was already dripping with sweat.

It's been a long time since Su Wan chatted so happily with anyone, especially since they all like calligraphy and painting, they got a little excited when they had a common topic, and couldn't help but chat more.

However, as we chatted, she found that Huang Yuanxiang seemed a little tired of coping, and the smile on her face was a bit forced. She occasionally asked a few questions, and she also stuttered to answer them. People say what they say, but from the book, they don't have their own opinions.

The excitement in Su Wan's heart faded a lot, and she couldn't help feeling a little suspicious of her.

He felt that the reason why she insisted on practicing plum blossom seal script for so many years was just to increase her bargaining chips, and she didn't really like it.

But if she didn't really like it, how could she persist for so many years?

When talking about calligraphy, I didn't show much joy, but avoided it a bit.

However, her handwriting that day was indeed pretty good. You must know that plum blossom seal characters are extremely difficult to write, and it will definitely not work if you don't work hard.

Su Wan stopped talking, and said to Huang Yuanxiang: "I like Miss Huang's handwriting very much, can Miss Huang write and sell it now, and write a small seal with plum blossoms on the spot for Bengong to see!"

Huang Yuanxiang was actually a little reluctant, because the time was too short, she copied Huang Yuanfeng's painting, and now it is only a third of the same, but since the imperial concubine has already opened her mouth, she has no choice but to agree. down.

Writing plum blossom seal script is a waste of energy and energy. Seeing that Huang Yuanxiang was a little tired, Su Wan said, "Don't worry, it's almost noon now. After you have had lunch and rested, and you have enough energy, it's not too late to write."

(End of this chapter)