little wife

Chapter 25

Ning He stood up abruptly in the gauze tent, and looked at Ning Xuan angrily: "Look at you, and let your sister take the responsibility! I'm afraid it's not easy to cancel the ranking!"

Ning Xuan stared blankly at the little figure kneeling, clenched her fists and murmured: "I saw...it was her...her maid... went up and told the imperial concubine..."

"Whose family?" Ning He asked puzzled.

"Oh, what should I do?" Yu's sister-in-law was also a little anxious, "Will His Majesty punish Luo'er? It's too risky for you to let Luo'er go up like this!"

"I...I'll go to His Majesty to confess..." Ning Xuan was about to walk out with red eyes.

Luzhu looked at her with contempt and said: "You don't need to be hypocritical, my girl has her own opinion."

Ning Heshi also stopped her, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, don't panic, it's useless if you go, just wait and see."

It's easy to say, but Ning He couldn't help tightening the handkerchief in his hand, and looked vigorously at the emperor's gauze tent: Lao Jiu is the old lady's sweetheart, there must be no mistakes in this. .

Ning Luo regained her composure, knelt down and pleaded guilty: "Reporting to the imperial concubine, it is indeed my Seventh Sister's name, but she suddenly fell ill and couldn't play the piano, so I volunteered to play a song for Seventh Sister."

Inside the gauze tent, Imperial Concubine Mei smiled lightly and said, "Master Ning's pair of children are very interesting. I just heard about the exchange of civil and martial arts a few days ago. Today, you also had Li Daitao stiff. But the taste has changed."

Her voice is gentle and sweet, but there are needles hidden in it, which makes people's hearts tremble.

Emperor Sheng He didn't speak, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly restrained, and he looked at Ning Luo thoughtfully.

Ning Luo raised her head, her expression not flustered at all: "Your Majesty, empress of the imperial concubine, my father always taught us that brothers and sisters are connected as brothers and sisters, and we should support each other and love each other at all times. Your Majesty pities my two elder brothers to respect and give in to each other. I set up a clever plan to solve my brother’s problem, I admire him so much, I only look forward to repaying His Majesty’s kindness every day, today I can personally thank His Majesty, I am grateful.”

After finishing speaking, she leaned over and kowtowed, and did not get up for a long time.

Emperor Shenghe was delighted to hear this, and said with a smile: "Get up, I have always respected brothers and sisters, Lord Ning has a deep brotherhood, and his children love each other. I am very happy. You guys should learn more from Lord Ning and respect and love each other."

Several princes beside him agreed with a "yes".

Ning Luo just got up and said respectfully: "I just played the piano for my seventh sister. I should have reported to His Majesty first, but it happened in a hurry. My seventh sister knocked over a bottle of plum blossom dew sent by others. I don't know why After a while, I lost control of my hands, I was afraid of spoiling the interest of His Majesty and the imperial concubine, so I dared to take the stage for my sister, cut first and played later, and ask Your Majesty to punish me."

"Your Majesty, I believe that this should not be punished, but should be rewarded." Jing Yun, who was silent at the side, suddenly spoke with a solemn expression.

The smile on the corner of Imperial Concubine Mei's mouth froze: "How do you say that? The next time you do something, everyone will be impostors, but it will be messed up."

"Although Luo'er replaced her elder sister, she did not deceive His Majesty," Jing Yun said in a deep voice, "It was Ning Luo, not Ning Xuan, who was named just now, and besides, Your Majesty and the Imperial Concubine's eyes are so bright, how can you not see the two of them?" The difference? I’m afraid I didn’t point it out because I saw that their children’s temperament is very interesting. Luo’er is calm and composed, she doesn’t hide her head and tail, she is open-minded.”

"Okay, okay, this is not a big deal. The flower viewing party was originally a place for everyone to enjoy and have fun. Luo'er is courageous and knowledgeable at a young age, and her piano skills are superb. I like it very much," Sheng He said. Di Lang laughed and said, "Come, reward a champion red plant in the tent."

The palace servants below responded, and moved a pot of Zhuangyuanhong outside the gauze tent of Ningfu. The camellias were delicate and beautiful, and the petals were overlapping, just like the Zhuangyuan's red brocade robe.

Ning Luo kowtowed to thank her, and returned to the tent, only to realize that the back of her dress was almost soaked, and the breeze blew, and it was completely cool.

The people in the tent rushed up to meet her, and Ning He was also sweating anxiously, and said angrily: "You little girl is really brave, I will never dare to come out with you next time."

"Auntie," Ning Luo said coquettishly, "I'm not so bold if you don't accompany me."

Ning He patted her forehead lightly: "You, you scared me to death, go back and punish you!"

Yu Huiyao immediately hugged Ning Luo, her eyebrows turned into flowers with a smile: "Sister Luo, you are so amazing, then Zhao Daiyun tried so hard, I am afraid that she will still be defeated by you, you see, His Majesty has rewarded you The champion is red."

Ning Luo didn't care about these false names, it might have offended Zhao Daiyun's prestige, which made people overjoyed, she pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Okay, hurry up, chess skills are up to you."

The chess skills and the three skills of poetry, calligraphy and painting were held one after the other. Yu Huiyao went to the quiet room next to it, while Ning Luo wanted to paint on the flower platform, and wrote a poem for the painting with an inscription, and one inscription with three skills.

In the previous life, Ning Luo amazed the flower viewing party with a "Spring Outing", known as the double masterpiece of calligraphy and painting. The old women, peasants, and noble ladies in the paintings are depicted with divine shapes and profound meanings. , Known as the beauty and the shadow, the blue sea and the floating clouds.

Zhao Daiyun was also on the flower platform, and the two of them looked at each other, and it could be seen that the smile on the corner of her mouth was already very forced. "Sister Ning, are you satisfied with making me so embarrassed?"

"Sister Zhao, everyone knows what is in the plum blossom dew, why don't we explain everything in front of His Majesty, and ask His Majesty to comment?" Ning Luo's eyes were cold, as if It wasn't that at this moment, when everyone was watching, she wished she could put aside her etiquette and face, and fight this woman with a heart like a snake, even if they both died, it would be a happy ending.

Zhao Daiyun was at a loss for words, and said with a sneer, "Okay, I won't argue with you."

A bell rang and the timer started.

Ning Luo stood beside the desk, holding her breath and concentrating, her mind went blank.

Should he show his strengths and completely suppress Zhao Daiyun to vent his anger, or should he hide his strength and bide his time to avoid Mu Xiu's fate of being destroyed by Lin Feng?
The people around her were all writing, but she was the only one who remained motionless, and the onlookers started whispering.

Emperor Wen looked at her with great interest in the gauze tent, then turned his head and asked Jing Yun: "Yun'er, what is she doing?"

"Luo'er has his own way of doing things, and the minister has no way of guessing." Jing Yun replied.

"Father, my son knows a thing or two." Yang Yan continued from below.

"Oh?" Emperor Sheng He then turned his attention to his fourth son, "Yes, you spent some time with this girl when the queen was still there. Tell me, what is she going to do?" ?”

"In my opinion, it's just playing tricks on mysteries." Imperial Concubine Mei said sourly. She had been under Empress Minghui all her life, and when she heard about Empress Minghui, she would always say a few ambiguous words.

Yang Yan said with a smile: "Actually, it's not an act of mystery. Mei Luo is good at calligraphy and painting, so she must be discarding distracting thoughts in order to complete a masterpiece in one go."

Emperor Shenghe laughed loudly: "Is it the same as Zou Zelin in the Golden Palace that day? If you don't make a song, you're done. It's a blockbuster."

Zou Zelin, who was in the gauze tent on the right, heard his name, raised his glass with great interest, and drank a glass to Emperor Sheng He from a distance.On the Golden Palace, he didn't make a single move for half an hour. He waited for half an hour to finish it overnight. He arrogantly criticized all the foreign policies from Emperor Taizong to the present. After reading it, he was overwhelmed with praise, and the champion was hand-picked.

Jing Yun was in the gauze tent, but his heart drifted away to the flower platform. Eight young girls stood in a row, competing for beauty, making the surrounding spring flowers lose their color. The eyebrows are lightly frowned, like the demureness of autumn leaves, and the beauty of winter snow.He stared at it for a moment, and suddenly felt an urge to smooth the marks on the beauty's brows and make her smile.

"I'm afraid she has something difficult to resolve in her heart?" Jing Yun murmured.

Ning Luo suddenly moved.

She quickly took the ground ink and swiped it, and with the exclamation of everyone, the ink left a mark on the rice paper from far to near, and splashed on the table.

In just a moment, Ning Luo picked up the brush and brushed on the mark a few times, then stepped back to look at it a few times, adjusted the ink and colored it, and only took a cup of tea, and a splashed ink landscape was completed overnight.

She changed a wolf hair, pondered for a moment, and wrote a small poem in the upper right corner of the painting, which was the second half of the Jiangnan minor tune she played.

After the slanting light, the new moon went to the west city.

Going up the city and leaning heavily on the tower, I hope that my body will be like a moon pavilion, and I will accompany you for thousands of miles.

Throwing the pen back to its place, and there was less than half an hour before the submission of the paper, Ning Luo bowed calmly and walked towards the gauze tent.

When she passed by Zhao Daiyun, she glanced at her, and immediately sneered in her heart. Sure enough, Zhao Daiyun imitated the artistic conception of her previous life outing in spring, and drew a picture of appreciating flowers by using her strengths and circumventing her weaknesses. The poor old woman took the plum blossoms from the noble lady , the two people's identities, appearances, and skin textures are in sharp contrast, no matter from the artistic conception or the picture, they can resonate with the princes and nobles present.

It's a pity that Zhao Daiyun forgot that Ning Luo's painting in her previous life was Yingchun, and she changed it to plum blossoms at this time. The original intention may be to please the imperial concubine Mei, but although the imperial concubine Mei has the word "Mei" in her title, she still has a lot of flowers. I don't like being compared to this spring plum tree that was given to the old woman.

What's more, painting skills, talent and hard work are indispensable. Even if Zhao Daiyun studies hard these days, she is only learning superficially.

As soon as Ning Luo returned to the gauze tent, Green Bamboo helped her to sit on the small stool, and while helping her knead her arms, she said admiringly, "Hi, girl... well... oh, I can't say it, I just feel that girl so amazing."

"Do you want to say that Miss Ning is so free and unrestrained, which is admirable." A voice rang out jokingly.

"That's right! Free and unrestrained, that's what it means." Lu Zhu then exhaled.

When Ning Luo saw it, he turned out to be a tall and thin young man with high-spirited eyes and a familiar look.She thought for a while, then suddenly let out a soft moan, stood up and bowed to salute: "So it's Mr. Zou, the new top scholar, I'm sorry."

Zou Zelin didn't care: "Looking at Miss Ning's temperament, she must not care about those red tapes. I like your piano and paintings very much, how about..."

"Zelin, Your Majesty let you go." Jing Yun quickly walked in from the other side of the gauze curtain, blocking between Zou Zelin and Ning Luo without any trace.

(End of this chapter)