Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 71 The first son, Fengluo Wutong (1)
"Understood, miss, this servant is going right away." She just turned around and took two steps, then remembered something, turned around, with a bit of hesitation between her brows.

"Miss, Dongxue, she..."

Qiu Mingyue looked at her with raised eyebrows, "Huh?"

Hong E immediately lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, "Your maidservant will leave." After speaking, she trotted out in a hurry.

The corner of Qiu Mingyue's mouth curved slightly, then she went out the door, turned around and walked towards Xiyuan.

As soon as he arrived at the second gate, he saw the maid Xiangcao had come out to welcome her.Seeing Qiu Mingyue, he hurriedly smiled and said: "Just now my family was still talking about Fifth Miss, but I didn't expect Fifth Miss to rush here."

Qiu Mingyue followed her in, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid the fourth sister is thinking about my flower tea." While talking, she had already entered the inner courtyard, Qiu Mingzhu also came out with a smile when she heard the voice, and happened to hear Qiu Mingyue's words She said angrily, "Fifth sister is smart. I really miss my sister's scented tea." She walked over and took Qiu Mingyue's hand affectionately, waved the servant girl back, and said, "The chrysanthemum tea my sister made last time Fresh and delicious, bitter and sweet in the mouth. I'm surprised that the chrysanthemums don't bloom until September. Now it's only April. Maybe my sister has the ability to predict the future, so she dried the chrysanthemums picked last year and saved them today ?”

She sat down with a half-joking smile, and instead of pouring tea for Qiu Mingyue, she looked at Qiu Mingyue with a smile in her eyes.

Sitting next to her, Qiu Mingyue didn't treat herself as an outsider, picked up the teapot on the square table in the middle and poured tea for herself, complaining rather dissatisfied.

"Every time my fourth sister comes to my place, I serve good tea and water, but every time I go to my sister's place, my sister is so stingy that she doesn't even have a cup of good tea. After walking so many times, my mouth is dry. I'm bored, and before I even had a sip of tea, my sister asked me for something, I don't agree with my sister." She pouted, took a sip of tea, and frowned again. "Sister, don't bring such things. The tea is cold, and you don't want to change it. You know I'm coming, so give me herbal tea on purpose."

Qiu Mingzhu covered her lips and sneered, "There are so many good teas in your place, why do you still care about my old tea? I'm not thinking that you make those scented teas in different ways all day long. I'm afraid that ordinary tea won't be able to reach your ears. Mouth, it’s just like that.”

Qiu Mingyue put down her teacup and curled her lips.

"A few days ago, my grandmother gave my sister a bag of Pu'er tea. It's fine for my sister to keep it private and refuse to take it out. Why are you pretending to be confused in front of my sister?"

Qiu Mingzhu shook her head, "You are so eloquent, I can't say enough about you." She glanced at Zui Wen standing next to her, and said, "My sister came to my place today because the drunkard's intentions are not in the bar."

Qiu Mingyue smiled, "Sister is smart, I really have something to ask for advice here."

"Zuiwen, give the painting to Fourth Sister."

"Yes."

Zui Wen immediately put the picture scroll in his hand on the table and spread it out, and the scenery in the picture can be seen at a glance.It is indeed a picture of plum blossoms.In the picture, the heavy snow is like rain, the ground is covered with snow-white frost, and a few cold plums are blooming proudly, showing the outstanding character and strength of life.When Qiu Mingzhu saw it, she immediately let out a soft cry.Holding the picture scroll in both hands, the brilliance of appreciation bloomed in the eyes.

"The frost and coldness of the snow, and the pride of the plum blossoms are all in this painting." She looked at the scroll with amazement all over her face.

"Madam Yanju's painting skills are extraordinary, but she is not as good as Luo Shi, the founding queen of the former dynasty. It is said that she is proficient in all six arts, and her painters are even more superb. It's just that after the fall of the previous dynasty, the ink treasures left by the founding queen disappeared with the establishment of the new dynasty. It is a pity that I didn't have the chance to see it." Qiu Mingzhu talked about this period of history, and there was a trace of regret in her eyes.Fu looked at the picture scroll in his hand again, a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Although I haven't seen the calligraphy of the founding queen of the previous dynasty, but seeing this painting today, I can probably appreciate the charm of it. Fifth sister, did you make this painting?"

Qiu Mingyue smiled, her long eyelashes drooping, covering the expression in her eyes.

"The fourth sister was joking. I just got this painting by accident. My sister also knows that I have always been lacking in interest in these paintings. This painting has been in the box for a long time, and I almost forgot it until I looked at it a few days ago. When I was reading a poem, I suddenly remembered this painting. I took it out and thought it was good, but I always felt that something was missing. I know that my sister has always loved paintings, so I showed it to my sister, maybe My sister can understand the mystery."

Qiu Mingzhu laughed and said: "Just be humble, don't think that even though you haven't shown your talent, I don't know your depth. In this big Qiu Mansion, and even the entire capital, the most talented woman is probably hidden behind my sister's little Xue. Let’s go to Yuege.” She blinked playfully, and said: “However, younger sister is smart, since she hides her sharpness, she must have intentions, older sister, I have no intention of being such a villain.” After she finished speaking, she concentrated on looking at the painting in her hand.

Qiu Mingyue was noncommittal about Qiu Mingzhu's exquisite thoughts, she just pursed her lips lightly and said nothing.

After a while, Qiu Mingzhu seemed to have discovered something, and let out a snort.

"This painting..."

Qiu Mingyue tilted her head, "What's wrong?"

Qiu Mingzhu frowned, "This painting is exquisite, so there is no problem. It's just...just why there is no poem?" She tilted her head and looked at Qiu Mingyue, "Fifth sister, you really didn't make this painting?"

Qiu Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled, "Fourth sister, don't blame me, how can I have that ability? This painting was given to me by the abbot when I went to Yangzhou Lingyun Temple to offer incense last year. I just wonder why I have a destiny with this painting , so I gave it to me. I still don’t understand it. Although the painting is exquisite and delicate, and the brushwork is outstanding, I really don’t see any secrets. My sister is ugly, so I have to ask my sister for answers.” She At the end, I felt a little embarrassed, "But my sister's decision today is really right. My sister is really talented. After a long time, there are only paintings but no poems. No wonder I always feel that something is missing. It's my sister who is careful. .”

Qiu Mingzhu was noncommittal, and ignored whether Qiu Mingyue's words were true or false, and just concentrated on looking at the painting.

Qiu Mingyue leaned over, "My sister is full of poetry and calligraphy, why don't you add a few lines of poetry to this painting, so that it can complement each other."

Qiu Mingzhu smiled wryly, "Sister, this is hard for me."

Qiu Mingyue seemed surprised, "Why did my sister say that?"

Qiu Mingzhu fixed her eyes on the plum blossom in the painting, her eyes were bitter.

"This painting looks like it has been around for a long time. The brush is rich and smooth, with both rigidity and softness. This painting shows how strong and talented the person who made this painting is. Although my sister and I claim to be talented, I dare not tarnish this work."

Qiu Mingyue took a deep look at her, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Sister, have you ever read "Jin Yan Shi Ji"?"

Qiu Mingzhu's eyes lit up, "Of course, it is a literary masterpiece written by the founding queen of the former dynasty. There are 560 six articles in total, including 280 three poems. Several contemporary masterpieces left by the empress during her lifetime are still preserved to this day. However, when the last emperor hanged himself in Fengqi Palace, he set fire to the entire palace, so the original works left by the founding empress were almost completely burned. Although "Yan Shi Ji" has been preserved, it is incomplete, and it is still a pity for literati."

(End of this chapter)