Fourth Master's Pearl

Chapter 6

The master and the servant returned to Haitang Garden, but luckily Madam Xia stayed behind to talk to Fujin, so they could be quiet.

"Chunhua, do you like anything?" Chuqing fiddled with the things she got, her eyes were full of golden light.Baby, baby, she's so good.

"Returning to the master, the slaves dare not. The slaves like the master will like it." Chunhua is still very honest in this regard.

"That won't work." Chu Qing was not happy. "You can't like what I like. Just pick something I don't like for you."

After speaking, he gave Chunhua a small gold bracelet in the shape of a hollowed-out Baoxianghua.

"Goldware is too vulgar, it matches you better."

Chun Hua: "..." Master, you are too duplicity.If you don't like it, why would you pick these?Chunhua accepted it happily and wrapped it in a handkerchief.

Chu Qing glanced at her, "Why don't you wear it? You also despise it as tacky?"

"Master, slaves and servants will wear it during the Chinese New Year."

"Chinese New Year? If we get along well, we can wear something else during the Chinese New Year! I'm following the master, and I can't do without you."

Chunhua put the bracelet on, carefully picked up the small golden lacquer box, looked at the various reward jewelry inside, and said: "I have never seen any of the masters in the mansion have such things, it is so coincidental that people are speechless." To describe it, it is very expensive."

"That's needless to say? Four or four are stingy!" Chu Qing had a clear expression and tone.

"Chunhua help me take out all the writing brushes hidden in the dark compartment of the desk. If you want it every now and then, you can deliver it yourself. Don't show it to others."

Chunhua unfolded and folded the calligraphy according to her words, glanced at it hastily, and let out a small exclamation.

"What's wrong?" Chu Qing felt guilty, and thought that Chun Hua couldn't read?

"Gege, I'm afraid this one is very important." Chunhua spread out the newly written messy words.

"Forget it, I don't want to write any more, but it's a pity that that one is fine. Send it together. Put it in the middle."

"Together?...Yes."

This topic is over, and Chunhua thinks of other matters. "Master, Fujin Qianer said that the third day of May is the crown prince's birthday. Do you think we should also give a gift?"

"Prince? It's not April [-]'s birthday...ah!" Isn't the prince Xu Erjia's Ama?

Chunhua: "..." Master, do you remember?

"Do I have to give it away? I'm still young..." Reluctant, oh, that's called reluctance.

"According to the rules, the lord and Fujin must have given gifts long ago. More masters don't get much, and younger masters don't get much. However, this kind of filial piety is justified."

Chu Qingmo.Chunhua, you say I'm not filial? !

"Chunhua, take out the tea leaves given by Fujin. Also, find a small box that looks expensive but is actually cheap..." Chuqing began to think.With the honor of the current crown prince, she has no worries about food and drink, and she has received so many rewards, let's give some rewards in return.

"Master, do you want to give a gift?" He also said that the prince is stingy...

"Nurse Chun, act quickly!" Chu Qing was annoyed.Chunhua is so nagging!

The tea is the best Pu'er.Chuqing cleaned her hands, spread out a new handkerchief, and slowly picked out the tea leaves again, selected the top, middle and top, and gathered a small handful.

"Put these in a small tin box first." Chuqing played with the imperial book fan that she had just obtained.The other one takes a little time, but it is the most elegant and cheapest!With the solution in place, Chuqing began to miss April and Four again.

What does it mean that not seeing each other every day is like three autumns? She deeply sympathizes now.If she didn't have a rich spirit of self-entertainment, she would have been tired of the deep waiting in the courtyard.

Yinzhen took a rest in rotation, so he was free to spend a day in the palace.There has always been his couch in the inner study, and he is used to staying here.I read comfortably at night last night until a quarter past midnight, and this morning I still woke up early at the time of going to court on weekdays.

Xiao Gaozi, who waited for Yinzhen to get up, was respectful on the face, but wailed in his heart.The master he followed was too hard-working, which dragged him down, hey, hey, he didn't sleep well all year round.

Gargle, clean face, braid, change clothes.Open the window to ventilate, and smoke half a cent of agarwood in the small beast gold incense burner.Can't be too much, otherwise the taste will be too obvious, and I don't like it.

After finishing these, the prince's special breakfast was delivered by the maid.It's just a few porridge and side dishes, served with shortbread with peach blossom and jujube paste.Even if it is changed from time to time, the theme has not changed, the word "simplification".

As long as the dishes are fresh and the taste is appropriate, the dim sum is optional.

It was still daylight, and Yinzhen was strolling comfortably and casually in the East Garden in homely clothes.At this time, the morning mist has not dissipated, and the green trees and flowers are faintly wrong, as if entering a fairyland.Ethereal and indifferent, it is true to forget the vulgar.

When Xiaolu gets on his clothes, Yinzhen thinks of the line in a Jin poem, "It's not a pity that clothes are stained, but one's wishes are not violated."In the crook of his hand, Xiao Gaozi was holding a moon-white gauze cover, planning to put it on for his grandfather.Yinzhen stopped walking, raised his arms halfway, Xiao Gaozi understood, stopped his movements, and looked towards the prince's sight.

The half-acre square pond is opened, and the sky, clouds and shadows linger together.The pool of clear water in the East Garden is now full of lotus leaves.A few budding green lotus flowers just showed their shy heads.Yinzhen couldn't help sighing that the lotus leaves were already slim and round like a cover.

Suddenly, a familiar girl's voice came from behind the pomegranate and gardenia trees opposite.Young and lazy.There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of Yinzhen's mouth.

The voice was getting closer and closer, and she could roughly hear what famous article she was talking about, but he didn't seem to have read it.

"On the zigzag lotus pond, there are fields of leaves. The leaves are high above the water, like the skirts of a graceful dancer. Among the layers of leaves, white flowers are dotted here and there, some blooming coquettishly, some They hold their petals shyly; they are like pearls, stars in the blue sky, or beauties just out of the bath. The breeze blows, sending wisps of fragrance, like faint singing voices from tall buildings in the distance. .”

Classmate Chu Qing poetically recited the name of a certain Mr. Zhu who was very innocent and worth reciting.

A sense of aftertaste emerges spontaneously, the year, the years, the green onions.Now facing the beauty of the lotus pond in the early morning, she couldn't help but blurt out this recitation.Psalms can be recited again, and time can be returned?

Chunhua hugged Chuqing and interrupted her meditation softly, saying: "Master, it's still early in the morning, so be careful not to disturb others."

"I'm already up, and they don't want to sleep in peace!" Chu Qing smiled darkly.

"Master, this servant refers to the prince." Chunhua resorted to her trump card.

"Four or four? He's a hard worker. Isn't he going out early now?"

Yinzhen black line.

Chuqing was hugged by Chunhua, leaned out half of her body, and collected the dewdrops on the green lotus leaves with a small and delicate glass bottle with a narrow neck in her hand.The soft light of the morning sun rolled back and forth with the crystal dew, and then dripped into the bottle.

Chu Qing shook the body of the bottle, and Chun Hua moved to the other lotus leaf in coordination.

"Master, let the servants do this. What if you catch a cold and get sick?"

"Chunhua, tell the truth, do you feel your arms are sore?" Chu Qing mercilessly let go of Chunhuahua's warm excuses.

Chun Hua: "..." Master is really, really smart sometimes.

"This is for Prince Ama, I have to do it myself." Chu Qing explained.

Chunhua suddenly realized.I thought Gege was just playing around and trying to find a new way to torment her.

"Master, for the crown prince..." Hesitating, isn't it too shabby?
Chuqing didn't need her to finish, she looked at Chunhua regretfully, shook her head and sighed, "You don't understand. Prince Ama will definitely like it."

To send a feather a thousand miles away, the gift is light and the affection is heavy.None of her poems, calligraphy, painting and embroidery can do it well.Collecting the dewdrops on the lotus leaves has always been an elegant thing for ancient scholars.It's nice to say it out, she is filial, she has face without the inside.The dewdrops are collected just enough to match the tea leaves sent.

Yinzhen turned around and left with no emotion on his face.Xiao Gaozi had become good at observing words and expressions, and he knew that the master was not very happy.It's just that he couldn't guess the reason.He is most worried about this situation.Little Gaozi didn't dare to delay and followed in small steps.

Chuqing looked towards the place where Yinzhen had stood just now, and the low-hanging willows were still slightly swaying green.

"Why do I hear footsteps?" Muttered to himself.

Chunhua secretly smiled, "Master wants to meet the prince, right?"

Chuqing smiled bitterly and said, "How could it be such a coincidence."

Chu Qing collected for a while until the bottle was half full.According to this level, it is estimated that he will have to come tomorrow morning.

What a crime, I've trapped her to death, a big sleepy bug.

"Go back." Chu Qing hammered her arm.

Xu Zhen went back to his study and asked Xiao Gaozi to spread paper and grind ink.After finishing everything, Xiao Gaozi was kicked out, and waited nearby to listen to orders with his Wannian colleague Safatu.

The way of calligraphy lies in mind, charm, combining personality and self-cultivation, reflecting character and aesthetics.Yinzhen has been diligent in calligraphy since he was a child, copying famous posts by famous masters, and the cold and heat are constant.Now it is already swaying freely and has its own style.

First I wrote a piece of regular script, then I wrote a piece of cursive script fluently, and finally I wrote a piece of cursive script fluently.Only when the inexplicable unhappiness in his heart dissipated did Yin Zhen leisurely put down his pen.

The light outside gradually became stronger, and the room was already bright.Xia Yang dries out the fragrance of grass and trees, which is faint and faint.Yinzhen stared at the swaying shadow of the mother-in-law tree outside the window.

His eyes fell back on the last Song Ren Qijue.

"The spring eye silently cherishes the trickle, the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the softness.

Xiao He only showed her sharp horns, and a dragonfly had already stood on her head. "

"Come here." Yinzhen's voice was neither high nor low.

Xiao Gaozi hurried in. "Yes, what's your order?"

"Go to the third elder brother and ask him if he has practiced riding and shooting well recently, and then bring him the calligraphy of these days." Yinzhen walked slowly to the window, and added: "There is also Xiao Gege's calligraphy."

Walking out of the study, Xiao Gaozi let out a sigh of relief.Grandpa's complexion is much better.His master has a little habit, Xiao Gao knows best, as long as the problem can be solved with calligraphy, it is not a big problem.

(End of this chapter)