Qing Dynasty Crossover

Chapter 379
In March of Yangchun, the warm spring breeze blows away the cold winter, the willow trees sprout green buds, and the early-blooming winter jasmine blooms with the wind. All these herald the arrival of spring in the 54th year of Kangxi.In the quiet and elegant study room, a long table with pear wood carvings and flowers is placed in front of the window, and there is a pen holder made of emerald jade handed down from the previous Ming Dynasty. , the ink platform admired by Kangxi personally, was laid out with a piece of soft rice paper. Qi Luo was wearing a lotus-colored round neck cheongsam embroidered with petals at the corner of the skirt, with a simple bun on his head, and a golden phoenix-like cheongsam. The bead's rocking hairpin is fixed, and a strand of curly black hair hangs from the temple. Standing at the table, holding a pen in hand, sometimes looking out of the window, sometimes slightly frowning willow eyebrows to outline and smear on the drawing paper.

The scenery is picturesque, but you don’t know that she is also a scene in the eyes of others. Beside the shorter and smaller pear wood desk, Hongli put down the brush, leaned on his chin with his small hands and looked at Qi Luo fascinatedly, with a little attachment and love in his eyes. One point of pride.Qi Luo painted the last stroke, let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the painting and nodded in satisfaction, as if he had improved a little bit, it is good to practice diligently without talent, put down the brush, put his hands on the table, and sat down On the mahogany chair, he began to appreciate carefully, then picked up a scroll and slowly unfolded it, and put the two paintings together, comparing them for a long time, with a little regret, "Although the artistic conception is comparable to Xiyue, the technique is still a bit rough. impatient."

"No, I think Er Niang's paintings are better than Twelfth Aunt's." Hongli climbed onto the table with all his strength, propping himself up on his small arms, and took a serious look at the painting, his black eyes flickering from the side of his head.Qi Luo chuckled lightly, picked up a brush and drew a dot of ink on the tip of Hongli's upturned nose, "You're still young, so you don't understand."

Hongli jumped off the desk and climbed into Qi Luo's arms again, smelling the unique body fragrance of his mother-in-law, his eyes bent into crescent moons, leaning into Qi Luo's soft embrace, and proudly retorted, "Which one of Hongli's mother-in-law is the best?" Not as good, just not as good." Qi Luo protected Hongli with one hand, rubbed his little head with the other hand, and tugged his little braid lightly by the way, "Why did Er Niang teach you, there are people beyond others, See the good in others, and don't be complacent."

Hongli couldn't help rubbing his nose, and rubbed the dots of ink on it bigger, "But Hongli still thinks Erniang's painting is good, and Hongli likes it the most, but there is only one flaw."

"What is it?" Qi Luo looked at Hongli seriously, and wanted to hear what this weird little man had to say. Especially the lack of poems written by Hongli himself."

"You're a big kid." Qi Luo sneered, "Er Niang, can you let Hongli write a poem? Maybe it can attract butterflies in the future."

Attract butterflies?Qi Luo narrowed his eyes and looked at Hongli, why did he think of Princess Huanzhu?If Hongli is really like what he played in the play, then... "Is Erniang okay? Is it okay?" Hongli twisted his small body gently and coquettishly, Qi Luo came back to his senses, tapped his forehead lightly, it should be I thought too much, "Let's do this, after Hongli has practiced his calligraphy, Er Niang will ask you to write poems."

Hongli turned around to look at the paintings on the table, biting his lower lip with his small teeth that looked whiter under the ink dots, "I will definitely practice calligraphy well, and Erniang will also keep her word." Luo smiled and agreed with him that Hongli's handwriting is actually better than that of the emperor's grandson of the same age, but he cannot be made proud. If you are a child who has no confidence, praise is a must, but for Hongli, a few words of praise The tail can be raised to the sky.

"Fujin, I have something to report." Ziying's voice came from outside

"Come in." Ziying, who was dressed in a lake blue cheongsam, walked in calmly. After bowing down and saluting, she said softly, "Just now, Bafujin sent someone to send a post, inviting you to the house." Handing the post with both hands, politely Standing by the side, Qi Luo felt that Ziying had been taught by Nanny Qin to be more prudent, and she never said much, and even persuaded her secretly, but Ziying was resolute in her refusal to marry, everyone has his own ambition, Qi Luo It's not too hard.

Taking away the gold-plated post, Qi Luo took a closer look. Eight Fujin got several famous plants, and invited her to watch them with extremely polite words. There should be many Fujin invited.Ever since the eighth prince was suspended from his salary and rice by Kangxi, most of the days he hid in the mansion and refused to see anyone in the name of recuperating, and the eighth Fujin wife and husband also received much less entertainment, but they still invited Fujin once a month Qi Luo has pushed for the lady's gathering several times, and if I don't go this time, I really can't explain it. "Ziying prepared clothes and jewelry, and informed Gao Quan to arrange the manpower. I will go to Bafujin to attend the appointment."

Hongli raised his small face and looked at her with the slightest longing. Qi Luo pinched his cheek, but he couldn't keep him in the mansion all the time, and nodded, "Okay, you can go together, but you have to." Hongli cheered, kissed Qi Luo on the cheek, and patted his small chest to promise, "Please rest assured, Erniang, Hongli is very obedient, and will definitely stick by Erniang's side, and will not cause trouble."

Qi Luo picked out a purple round-neck gold silk banner embroidered with willow leaves, and combed her hair again, with a tassel made of amethyst hanging on one side, and a purple gauze flower on her head. Silk flowers, a bat-shaped head hairpin inlaid with small pearls, and two pairs of purple diamond earrings and a pair of pearl earrings on the small ears. Qi Luo did not choose beautiful armor because he wanted to carry Hongli , her fingernails are not long, but she loves armors of various colors. She puts on a three-inch high flower pot bottom inlaid with pearls, and picks out a bracelet to wear on her bright wrist. Naturally, her left hand only wears purple jade. The diamond ring and the string of Buddhist beads passed down from Empress Tong.

After applying some makeup and powder, Qi Luo looked at the one-person-high vanity mirror in front of him, stroked his cheeks, and felt that yesterday's mask was done in time, and picked out a deep purple brocade cape, and fastened the fluffy little fur ball on his chest. According to Qi Luo's request, the embroiderer in the palace specially made it. When watching palace dramas in modern times, I was extremely envious of the luxurious costumes in the dramas. I have been married for a long time, and gradually Qi Luo also understood, as long as it is not too sloppy. Zhen would not object to these, so she also became a little bold.

Hongli was wearing a green robe embroidered with gold hexagrams, and blue soft boots, with only a purse embroidered with purple grass on his waist, and the small pendant on it was also made of amethyst, which seemed a little dazzling at first glance. , making people ignore the embroidery of the purse, with neat little braids combed behind his head. The braids are made of dark purple and lavender. This outfit, matched with his bright black eyes, complements his The powder carvings are carved with jade, just like the boy in the painting.

Seeing Hongli staring at her in a daze, Qi Luo raised his hand and tapped his head lightly. Hongli rubbed his forehead, looked up at her, and said softly, "Emiang, you are really beautiful, more beautiful than anyone else."

"Speaking nonsense again, you are not allowed to talk nonsense with your eighth aunt, so as not to make people laugh." Qi Luo took Hongli's little hand, walked out, and confessed softly, "Today, you will see the real concubine The fairy-like Prince Yu, side Fujin, you will understand when you fall, and there are women who can look so good-looking that people really can't take their eyes off."

Hongli glanced at his mouth and muttered softly, "Anyway, I think Erniang is the most beautiful." "What did you say?" Qi Luo picked up Hongli and let him get into the carriage first, Hongli shook his head with a smile, and Qi Luo supported Nanny Qin Ziying got into the carriage, and Ziying immediately followed, and Nanny Qin and Hongli's nanny Ying sat in another carriage, and ten royal guards escorted the two carriages to Ba Age's Mansion.

In the car, Hongli leaned lightly on Qi Luo's arms, and looked out curiously through the gap in the curtain. Although he didn't see any small merchants, the pedestrians passing by and the mansions passing by still interested Hongli. Stop, Qi Luo caressed Hongli's forehead, and sighed secretly, although he was born in a royal family, he has no freedom at all, and he will have to shoulder more in the future, and now he has a lot to learn, and it is difficult for him at such a young age He died, but if Hongli was reborn in an ordinary family, the corners of Qi Luo's mouth would twitch just thinking about it.

After a while, I came to Ba Age's Mansion, the carriage entered the gate, Qi Luo explained to Hongli worriedly, and then got out of the carriage, Nanny Ying hurriedly stepped forward to hug Hongli, Ziying carefully helped Luo smoothed the folds on the cloak and flag, and the servants of the Prince's Mansion rushed up to greet him, "Welcome to Prince Yong Fujin." "Greetings to Si Fujin."

Qi Luo nodded with a slight smile, stretched out his hand to pull Hongli over, straightened his waist under the guidance of the women and servants, and walked towards the inner house without squinting. Knelt down to salute, and waited until the group walked away, then got up and whispered, "That's Prince Yong Fujin? It's really a fairy in the painting." "No, although Prince Yu's side Fujin is more outstanding in appearance, I always feel that he is better than her. Be less dignified." A little maidservant in blue nodded and said, "Prince Yong Fujin is from the Duke's Mansion, and he is a famous descendant, so he is naturally more dignified. We also have a descendant here. .”

Everyone covered their mouths and jeered knowingly, and the mother snorted softly, "Little girl, why are you mentioning her? If you offend Si Fujin, can the master spare you?" "I just want to see, when she sees Prince Yong, Fujin will What does it look like?"

"She can't be ashamed to death." The nanny obviously understood the inside story, and the eyes of the girls fell on her, and she said proudly, "You don't know what she was like when she was beautiful, and she tried her best to enter the mansion, and finally gave birth to a baby." An unnamed son, whose natal family was evil with Zhiyuan, and was expelled from the clan. The three generations of direct descendants were not allowed to be officials. Now the destitute one is not even as good as a decent woman. In terms of age, she is also two years older than Sifujin Years old, it's not like you haven't seen what she looks like now, she is 20 years younger than Four Fujin."

"That's right, Mammy is right, isn't it 20 years behind?" The crowd laughed and nodded, and gradually dispersed to continue to welcome the guests. Not far from the crowd was an old woman with gray hair and half-worn clothes , bowing and looking at Qi Luo's back being carried away by the stars, listening to the mother-in-law and girl's teasing, a few muddy tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, she bit her bloodless lips, and murmured "Qi Luo!" Jane, it's Erniang who's sorry for you, it's Erniang's fault. Not daring to stay here for a long time, he staggered towards the depths of the inner house, hoping in his heart that Qi Zhen would not go out and see the current Prince Yong Fujin.

(End of this chapter)