The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 21

Hearing this, Wan Yu's heart tightened.

When she first entered the palace, there was a yellow curtain hanging on the high platform, so the emperor asked her this question in a solemn voice.

It's just that the person in front of him is as gentle as jade, with a warm smile and no regrets, which made Wanyu forget his status as the emperor for a while, and just regarded it as an ordinary family's wife who met her husband with a girlish and shy face.

"The emperor has withdrawn the curtain now, so the concubine can see clearly." Wanyu smiled, bowed and bowed to the emperor again: "The concubine didn't know that the emperor visited late at night, and she never went far to greet her. I hope the emperor will forgive me."

The emperor shook his head, and waved his hands to Wanyu: "Don't learn your eldest sister's diligent rules, and blindly stick to etiquette, I won't feel at ease."

Wanyu got up and answered yes, seeing Yunshan still standing there stupidly looking at the emperor, she frowned slightly, and greeted in a low voice: "Yunshan, the tea is cold, go and get warm ones."

Yunshan suddenly regained consciousness, answered a few words indiscriminately, and hurriedly backed away with a blushing face.

The emperor rushed to recruit Wanyu, and invited her to sit beside him.

In the silence of the night, the two of them sat side by side, even the sound of their weak breathing seemed extremely heavy, Wannai felt cramped and didn't know what to say, she just listened to the Emperor's silence for a moment and boasted: "Just now, that piece was played very well. "

"Your Majesty's praise." Wan Lai replied with lowered eyebrows, "When I was young, I practiced with the prostitutes in the mansion. Later, the Emperor ordered his ministers to be frugal, so Ama laid off half of the geisha and left the mansion. The concubine had to practice by herself when she was free."

The emperor nodded, stroked the strings of the Yaoqin, and said in a low voice: "You, Ama, know the rules." Then he looked directly at Wanyu's reddish cheeks, and chanted to himself, "The wings are soaring and flying high, I think without feeling." Make Yu sad', said in a deep voice: "The music is very good, Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun are also deeply in love, but why is there a little hurt in your music?"

"What does your majesty think is deep affection?" Wanyu raised her eyes, saw the emperor shook her head and said nothing, and continued: "In the future, when Sima Xiangru gained power, he would have the idea of ​​abolishing his wife and taking concubines. If it wasn't for Zhuo Wenjun's song "White Head The words of "Yin" are sincere and affectionate, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to recall Ailang's thoughts."

She frowned, feeling worried: "'I heard that you have two opinions, so I came to break up with each other' ① expresses how much bitterness and helplessness Zhuo Wenjun has. She came here humble and forbearing? In fact, as early as Sima Xiangru had the idea of ​​abolishing his wife and taking a concubine, the friendship that she eloped with her lover without fear of the world was finally let down by Sima Xiangru."

The emperor looked at Wanyu with great interest, and after a while, he got up with a flick of his sleeves, moved the seat to Wanyu, pointed to Yaoqin and said, "Play another song."

Wan Lai nodded in response, and played "Feng Qiu Huang" again.

It's just that the emperor's eyes only stayed on him, confusing her thoughts, and the sound of the piano was a little hasty, not as calm as before.

As soon as the song fell, Wanyu tremblingly replied to the emperor's sentence that she was rude and insulting.

The emperor walked up to her and held her hand in his palm, but Wannai's face turned pale with fright, and her expression became even more disturbed.

"Hands are so wet." The emperor squeezed Wanyu's hand, and saw that Wanyu's eyes were dodging and he didn't dare to look directly at him, so he asked, "I first met you in the Imperial Garden that day. Dare to ask me to lift the curtain. Why are you so shy and cowardly when you see me now?" The emperor smiled slightly, and joked: "But you despise me for being ugly?"

"Concubines don't dare, the emperor's face is like a tree facing the wind." Wan Yu blushed, stammered back, and turned her head to meet the emperor's gaze.Seeing that the emperor was only three inches away from him, almost touching his face, his heart beat faster.

It was a feeling of suffocation that she had never felt before, as if someone locked her throat, she was short of breath and her heart was about to jump out of her throat even faster.This is the first time Wanyu can really hear her heart beating 'thumping', and she knows that her beating heartbeat and her chest bumping like a rabbit are real.

Everything was quiet, and the sound of the heartbeat was even more abrupt at this time.

"Are you afraid of me?" The emperor's general Wan Lai clenched her hand a little more, and leaned down a little closer to her.

"When the other concubines saw me, they all served me with smiles on their faces, but you didn't see any joy, and you only cared about your own blush like burning silver charcoal in winter."

The two just stood still for a long time, looking at each other in dismay, until the curtain of the dormitory was thrown aside by the spruce who brought tea, and the emperor let go.

Seeing this scene, Yunshan wanted to retreat to escape, but was called by the emperor, and whispered: "It's late at night, I will serve your little master so that he can rest."

Wanyu was dumbfounded, and also forgot to stand up and send the emperor out of the palace gate respectfully, while Yunshan was extraordinarily attentive, and sent the emperor out of the palace gate all the way to get on the sedan chair, and finally knelt down and kowtowed three times to the imperial driver who was going away The big gift shouted "respectfully send off the emperor" from afar, and then it was over.

When she entered the bedroom again, she saw Wanyu drinking the tea she had just brought, so she stepped forward to stop her: "Master carefully boils the freshly brewed tea."

Wanlu drank a big bowl before reluctantly giving up under Yunshan's persuasion.

Panting heavily, she pressed her chest lightly with her right hand, and said in a low voice, "I was scared to death." Then, she took several deep breaths in succession to calm down her emotions: "When I sent the emperor out just now, he didn't say anything. what?"

Yunshan shook her head: "No, I just have a smile on my face, I think I love the young master in my heart."

"I'm getting more and more greedy." Wanyu reprimanded Yunshan, and asked again: "It's so late at night, how could the emperor move to Yanxi Palace?"

Yun Shan put away the teacup used by Wan Lai, took the milk cake and handed it to her: "Come in, my lord, and sleep soundly at night. The servant just inquired about it while making tea. It turned out that the emperor was worried about the heir. I went to visit Li Ying's palace, but when I left the palace, I happened to hear the music of the young master's piano, so I was fascinated and wanted to talk to the young master."

Wannao put the milky milk cake in her mouth and bit off a small piece, her expression was a little dazed, Yunshan sighed and frowned and said: "I just saw that the young master doesn't seem to be very close to the emperor, the emperor has only entered the harem once in a long time, it's been a thousand years Wouldn't it be a pity that the young master missed this opportunity for nothing."

"What's the pity?" Wanyu calmed down, regained her usual calm posture, and said indifferently: "If he can put his mind on me, I will avoid him every day, but it will not be worth the fate. If he doesn't care anymore , I blindly flattered and flattered, but attracted the attention of others. I can't bear the greetings of open swords and dark guns."

Yunshan smiled "puchi": "Master, don't be serious. I just saw you pale in front of the emperor with blushing cheeks and a shy face. I don't know if you lost your mind because of your love. What to say in front of the emperor."

"It's the middle of the night, what nonsense are you talking about." Wanyu patted Yunshan's arm lightly, and said with a smile: "I'm looking at you, and I lost my mind when I saw the emperor's eyes. If I like it, I will return tomorrow." Sister, how about letting her speak to the emperor to give you the status of an official woman?"

"Young master is used to making fun of me." Yunshan blushed, put away the Yaoqin on the table and put it in the cabinet: "The emperor has a handsome face, and he is also the emperor's holy power. This servant is fascinated for a moment. I am also happy for the young master, I am going to marry into the emperor's family, what if I meet another pockmarked dysentery?"

"I think the appearance is mediocre, just straight."

Wan Lai rested her chin, duplicity what Yun Shan said, squinting out the window.

Looking out of the palace window, it was still a square sky, the mist that pressed the sky had dissipated at some point, the breeze swept into the room, and the stuffy heat just now disappeared.

The night sky seems to be covered with a navy blue curtain, decorated with stars like eyes, and the silver moon sprinkles light like gauze on the acacia tree in the courtyard.

Flowers fall occasionally when the wind blows, pretty pink velvet flowers drift into the bedroom with the wind, Wannai's hands are slightly opened, the flowers are perched in her palms, causing her lips to smile.

Wan Yu hadn't seen such a quiet night for a long time.

　Remark 1: Selected from "Baitou Yin". "Baitou Yin" is the work of Zhuo Wenjun, a talented woman in the Han Dynasty. (Doubtful) According to legend, after Sima Xiangru made a fortune, he gradually indulged in leisure and leisure, and spent his days in the pile of makeup and powder, until he wanted to take a woman from Maoling as his concubine.Zhuo Wenjun couldn't bear it anymore, so he composed this "White Head Song" and presented it to Xiangru.This poem embodies the author's noble attitude towards love.Although she has nostalgia and fantasies about her old love, more of them are deep reflections on life.Therefore, she is quite different from the general image of abandoned wives in ancient poems.

　　The full text is as follows:

　　It's snowy like a mountain, and the moon shines like clouds.

　　Wen Jun had two intentions, so he came to an end.

　　Today's fighting reception, Mingdangou water head.

　　The water flows from the ditch to the ditch.

　　Desolate complex desolate, no need to cry when marrying.

　　Would like to have as one people, old age is not way off.

　　What is the bamboo pole, the fish tail He Guigui!
　　The man is serious, why use a money knife!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)