The struggle of the eight blessings of rebirth

Chapter 66
In the early morning of the next day, the large army set off to continue the southern tour, and Minzhi was still holding "Warring States Policy" to prepare for homework.She didn't understand why Kangxi was so keen on this book. She read it dozens of times, but she still didn't see anything strange. Didn't everyone say that emperors love to read history books?Why don't you see Kangxi reading "Historical Records" and "Three Kingdoms" and so on Bian Bian is keen on "Warring States Policy"?It's really puzzling.However, after passing the Kangxi exam for the first time, Minzhi didn't dare to be negligent, and deducted the content word by word.

Reading a book in a shaky carriage is the easiest way to get sleepy. Minzhi fell asleep after only concentrating on it for a short while. After a while, she let go of her hand and the book fell to the floor, and she was already lying on the seat.When Qiu Ju on the frame outside heard the sound, she knew that Fujin had fallen asleep again, so she hurried in to help her and covered her with a blanket.

Just like this for a while, reading a book and sleeping for a while, Minzhi followed the large army into the border of Jiangnan. As soon as he arrived in Jiangnan, Minzhi felt that even the wind blowing on his body was softer than the capital, with lingering water vapor. The rain is still plentiful, and a group of people traveling south from Yangzhou to Nanjing is accompanied by rain all the way. This makes Minzhi, who originally wanted to visit the two most affluent cities in the legendary Qing Dynasty, feel very annoyed, and curses this shameless person God.

On the second day after the large army arrived in Nanjing, the Jiangning Weaving Mansion organized more than a dozen large ships to bring Kangxi and his party into the mansion.When Minzhi saw the red lantern with the words "Cao Mansion", she was alarmed. Jiang Ning weaves Cao Yin. It is said that he is the son of Kangxi's nanny. He is a brother who grew up together. When the Cao family was in Cao Yin's hands, It was the heyday, and most of the extravagant aristocratic lives described in "A Dream of Red Mansions" were imitated by the author thinking back to those years.She wants to feel how luxurious it is.

Entering Cao’s mansion, needless to say, the flowers along the way, the vermilion lacquered pillars with two people hugging each other in the Jiuqu corridor, and the base wrapped with gold leaf, if these can be ignored, in the courtyard where Kangxi lived, there are Two six-meter-high top-quality Taihu stones, you must know that even in Kangxi's own Changchun Garden, there is only one that is not as high as the two in front of you.

The utensils and tableware for three meals a day are all made of pure gold, and the dishes are all delicacies at the imperial level. For a meal, each guest is served by three maids behind him. Even Minzhi and Sifujin enjoy this kind of treatment Suddenly, Minzhi had the feeling that Lin Daiyu had just entered the Grand View Garden. This was a life made up of gold and silver.Kangxi stayed in Cao's house for three days, and talked with Cao Yinchang until late at night every day, while others were entertained to enjoy Jiangnan singing and dancing, eat Jiangnan delicacies, and talk about the scenery of Jiangnan. Everyone can only sit in the house and set up a dragon gate array.

Being idle and bored, the female relatives began to find ways to have fun. Mrs. Cao invited her daughter out to perform piano, chess, calligraphy and painting for everyone.Minzhi didn't know anything about music and felt bored listening to it. Looking at Ms. Cao's calligraphy again, she smiled. This is a primary school student's willow script. She praised a few words, and turned her head to see that Sifujin was playing chess with the Cao girl, her brows were tightly frowned, and she was not interested. Turning her head and looking over there, a woman in green was painting with her head down. It is a cluster of crabapple flowers in full bloom, the bright red and pale pink are really festive, Minzhi is standing still to watch, but the painter raised his head: "My servant, Mrs. Cao, has seen Fujin before." Minzhi raised her head in surprise, "Uh, You draw beautifully..." The woman got the compliment, her face was a little proud, but she said: "Fu Jin is ridiculously praised, it's just a small skill." At this time Mrs. Cao came up: "The little girl loves to dance and write, and the master is also used to her , I never thought that today I would be praised by the eight blessings..."

Minzhi looked back at her with some doubts, not understanding the meaning of her words. At this moment, the woman in green clad her doubts: "Presumably Fujin is also well versed in this way, I wonder if I can give you some pointers?" Minzhi suddenly realized , looking at her raising her eyebrows with a little complacency, and seeing Si Fujin struggling to admit defeat, the corner of her mouth twitched: "Our aunts and grandmothers in Beijing can't compare with the jasper exquisites raised in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River... ..." Mrs. Cao didn't expect Minzhi to open the bow of the boat as soon as she came up, and she couldn't speak for a while, but Miss Cao heard the smell, Grandma Manzhou and Jiangnan Yulinglong?Isn't this saying that she herself is a lady of everyone and others are Xiaojiabiyu.

Immediately, she gritted her teeth secretly: "I heard that the emperor once praised the words of Bafujin, I wonder if I can let the little girl see it?" Minzhi narrowed her eyes, and looked up and down the woman in front of her, she was as soft as boneless, as charming as she was. Water, what do you want to do?The body turned around slowly, and the eyes swept around, and saw the three figures standing side by side at the door, and turned around: "Do you want to see?" The woman in green blushed suddenly, and she noticed it!

She saw Yinhu when he came, and the three princes came together, and Yinhu was the most outstanding among them. Although the Cao family was Han Chinese, they were the emperor's favored ministers. For one, the father said that the thirteenth elder brother was not married yet, ruled it out, and the fourth beile already had a son, ruled it out.Only Babeile Yinhu, although she has a wife but no sons and half daughters, if she can...

I just didn't expect that this Fujin would be so powerful, and she would thwart her plan in two or three hits. Seeing her approaching, squinting her eyes and asking questions, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, but when she looked up and saw the tall figure by the door, The little girl's heart was full of enthusiasm: What are you afraid of? As she said, Grandma Manchuria doesn't have any connotations at all. Looking at her own paintings makes me look stupid. What real skills can I have, it's just a bluff!Immediately, he gritted his teeth: "Please Bafujin please enlighten me!"

Mrs. Cao immediately ordered someone to set up a long table, spread paper with all kinds of paints, and moved quickly, as if she was afraid that she would refuse.The people at the door came over casually, and Sifujin obediently stood behind Yinzhen, but Yinxiang's face was full of joy: "Eighth sister-in-law wants to draw, younger brother has to watch carefully!" Minzhi looked at Yinhu, looked His gentle eyes also carried elements of watching a show.I couldn't help but pursed my lips and smiled, the little beauty of the Cao family, just this status is not suitable for you, if you marry a woman from the Cao family, you will be burdened with usury, I'm sorry, this chick, I can only help you block it.

Instructing Qiu Ju to grind the ink, he took a leisurely look at the crabapple painted by Cao Qianjin, and took one from the pen holder. Before the ink was sharpened, he dipped it a few times, and with just a few pens, he outlined a strange rock , the brushwork is rough and has no aesthetic feeling.Yinxiang was the first to frown, and Yinzhen glanced away, only Yinhu's eyes fell on the paper, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.The girls from Cao's family who were on the sidelines covered their mouths and snickered, and the girl in green couldn't hide her smile.

At this moment, Qiuju's ink had been polished, Minzhi dipped in the ink again, and still seemed to draw a stroke on the top of the strange rock casually, the thin branches jumped out on the paper, and now even Yinhu frowned Alright, what is this painting about?Withered vines, old trees, faint crows?The eyes of the ladies have already begun to drift.The branches were painted, and the paints on Qiuju's side were almost blended. Minzhi then put down the pen in her hand, and went over two small scripts with both hands, took a deep breath, one was stained with dark green, the other with Shangyinhong, hooking jasper with his left hand, and tracing residual red with his right hand, all the people present were amazed by this skill. When painting, Minzhi was focused, only seeing the blooming flowers on the paper, as if they had life , I just carefully show them to people.

Gradually, clusters of bright reds bloomed, and the flowers lined the leaves and leaves. Compared with Cao Qianjin's paintings, Minzhi's begonias obviously have more vitality in full bloom. The vitality of the flowers is in stark contrast to the strange rocks and thin branches.Just when everyone thought her painting was finished, Minzhi threw away the pens in her hand and took two new ones, one with light yellow and the other with blue.The right hand painted a layer of blue on the black and thin branches, and all of a sudden, the dead trees were in spring, and the original black and thin branches became the veins on the new branches.It makes the branches look vigorous and powerful, as if stretching out five fingers to tightly clasp the strange rock under the feet.Goose Yellow carefully draws stamens in the gaps of the original bright red flowers, and finally outlines them with light pink color.

Yishu crabapple suddenly bloomed in three colors, the red is gorgeous, the pink is delicate, and the white is crystal clear.Minzhi let out a sigh of satisfaction, then returned to regular script, stained it with pea green, and casually covered the strange rock with a layer of moss. At this time, the room was silent, everyone was watching her painting, Cao Qianjin He stared at the paintings on the table with rounded eyes, comparing his own works.This Bafujin called her Xiaojiabiyu already considered polite!She has such ability!
When Minzhi finished the last painting, a picture of spring flowers blooming like a brocade appeared in front of everyone. Whether it was the piebald butterflies standing on the steep branches, or the orioles chatting intimately on the moss, they were only supporting roles, and a large area was in full bloom in the center of the picture. The begonia flowers made everyone who saw this painting smell the faint fragrance of flowers floating in the spring air.

Putting down her pen, Minzhi took three steps back: "I'm sorry, I'm making a fool of myself!" All the little beauties from the south of the Yangtze River came to their senses at this moment, and they came together to admire and praise her.But the girl in green fell into the crowd and was never found again.Minzhi walked to Yinhu's side, and obediently kept silent. This painting looked easy but actually took a lot of energy from her. It seemed that the effect was good, at least it calmed down the group of Yingying Yanyan.

At this moment, Yin Xiang came over with a smile on his face: "It's impossible to have paintings without poems. Let's have fun and suggest a few lines of poems to this painting by Sister Ba Come in: "It's really beautiful..."

(End of this chapter)