The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 193 What exactly is lost to compose such sadness?

"Huh?" Su Peisheng was stunned, but his grandfather glanced at the embroidered pier at his feet.

"Slave obeys orders~"

Su Peisheng was terrified, but also a little moved.

It is said that the emperor's family is ruthless, but the emperor is also made of flesh and blood, how can it be really ruthless?

These changes in my grandfather were all brought about by Nianshi.

Ever since Nian Shi stayed by Grandpa's side, Grandpa seemed to be like an ordinary person, possessing the aura of fireworks in the world.It's not like before, like a god who can't be desecrated above the top of the cloud.

Early the next morning, Su Peisheng followed Lord Belle to the Forbidden City to go to court.

After the masters went to court, it was rare for the slaves to be free. At this moment, Su Peisheng came to the veranda where the slaves were resting, drinking a cup of tea, eating snacks and resting.

"Eunuch Su, you made it easy for me to find it~" But I saw the vice president of Tai Hospital hurried to the room with a medicine box.

"Why is Imperial Physician Zhou in such a hurry? Our Lord Belle is still in court. If you have any urgent matters, you can talk to the servant first~"

Su Peisheng bowed his waist and said.

"No, no, I'm here to show you your old cold legs under the order of Lord Belle~"

Physician Zhou thought that Su Peisheng was indeed the confidant eunuch beside Lord Sibeile, and the aloof Sibeile actually came to ask him for treatment because of a slave.

"Huh? You don't need it. On weekdays, the slave just goes to the Tai Hospital to get some dog skin plaster for dispelling dampness and relieving pain. How can I ask you to come and see a doctor for the slave~"

Su Peisheng waved his hands in fear.

Except for the head eunuch in the Forbidden City, these eunuchs usually have a headache, and at most they can call in some junior imperial physicians for diagnosis and treatment.

The imperial doctor Zhou in front of him couldn't even look at these slaves, let alone treat them.

"I also acted according to orders, offended~"

As Physician Zhou said, he bent down to treat Su Peisheng's chronic illness on his knee.

"Then slave, thank you, master Long En, and thanks to Imperial Physician Zhou for treating this slave~"

Su Peisheng scratched his head in embarrassment, with tears of gratitude in his eyes.

The prince's elder brother's servants looked at Su Peisheng enviously.

These rootless people who are incomplete and lacking in nature, look at the scenery on weekdays, but they have to endure many unknown pains behind their backs.

Eight out of ten slaves had old cold legs, and two of them couldn't make it through and died young.

This is all because of kneeling too much. No matter it is windy or rainy, or in snow or mud, I have to kneel down from time to time. The most unbearable thing is knee pain.

Bone spurs developed at a young age, and when it was windy and rainy, they swelled like steamed buns, but they still had to endure the severe pain and kneel down.

When the masters are in a bad mood, they are punching bags.

When the masters are in a good mood, they will flirt with others.There isn't even time for a hot meal on time all day long.

"Emperor Zhou Zhou, if you have time, you can also prescribe an extra dose of medicine for the servant, just like Su Peisheng's." The third elder brother's personal eunuch Cui Jinfu said, licking his face.

"Physician Zhou, their faults are probably the same as those of the servants, please do me a favor and prescribe more medicines~"

Su Peisheng straightened his back and pleaded with Imperial Physician Zhou.

"Okay, okay~ It's not difficult~"

The big and small masters in the Four Baylor Mansion have all received orders from Lord Baylor not to treat the slaves in the mansion harshly, otherwise they will be punished severely.

Since then, all the slaves in each mansion have envied the servants of the Four Baylor Mansion.

Some slaves even paid a lot of money to the Ministry of Internal Affairs in order to be able to successfully work as servants in the Four Baylor Mansion, and then they reluctantly went to the Baylor Mansion as rough envoy slaves.

Little did they know that many years later, it was these ants and slaves whom everyone looked down upon, who turned the tide and collapsed a thrilling palace seizure in an instant, and made the success of Prince Yong Yinzhen's successful ascension to the throne.

In late spring, apricot blossoms fly in the slanting sun.

Fourth Master went to court, and it rained in spring for more than half a month, so it's rare to see a clear day today.

Nian Yaoyue was humming a ditty, tidying up fourth master's study with a feather duster and a rag.

The calligraphy and painting jars were full of scrolls, Nian Yaoyue was curious about what calligraphy and painting the fourth master had been working on recently, so she sat on the teacher's chair and began to look at them one by one.

Most of them are big characters written by Si Ye himself, and there are some landscape paintings painted by Si Ye.

Her eyes lit up, this is Emperor Yongzheng's calligraphy!These are all national treasures in China.

Nian Yaoyue secretly put several calligraphy and paintings into the storage compartment.

Suddenly, she saw a small yellowed scroll at the bottom, so she opened the slightly yellowed scroll curiously.

It turned out to be a music score, the ancient note: Gongshangjiao Zhengyu, probably matched the modern note: Doremi Fatiao, so she began to hum the score softly.

But humming and humming, an indescribable grief welled up in my heart, and tears fell down my cheeks inadvertently...

What did this man lose at such a young age to compose such a sad tune?
She hadn't had time to look down to see the signing time, when she heard the little eunuch outside calling Lord Baylor back to the mansion.

She hurriedly hid the small scroll in her sleeve.

When Yinzhen stepped into the study, he saw Nian's sleeves behind his back, and the panic in his eyes had not had time to calm down.

He looked at the furnishings of the study quietly, and finally fixed his eyes on the half-empty calligraphy and painting jar.

"Those are all scribbled by my grandfather. If you want, I will draw some good ones for you when I have time. What I own is yours. You don't have to be so petty when you take your own stuff~"

Yinzhen reached out and tapped the tip of Nian's nose, and said in a warm voice.

"So-and-so is petty, I'm just that...Master, did you compose this song?"

With an awkward smile, Nian Yaoyue took out the scroll hidden behind her and showed it to Fourth Master.

"Huh? Huh~" Yinzhen looked at the score, as if recalling something bad, his eyes dimmed.

"What's the name of this piece of music? Master... Who did you compose it for?" Nian Yaoyue looked at Fourth Master curiously.

I feel that this song is full of sadness and affection, and it should be written for girls.

"Guess!" Yinzhen reached out and tapped Nian's forehead twice, then turned around and went to the back room to take a shower and change clothes.

"Master Nian, do you still have to guess? Who else can it be? Just look at the time when the score was signed~" Su Peisheng reminded in a low voice mysteriously.

"This song, the servant remembers that the master said it was called "Untitled"."

untitled?Nian Yaoyue remembered Li Shangyin's several untitled poems, all of which were sad and sad tunes like a dead wife:
An inch of lovesickness and an inch of gray!It's useless to go straight to lovesickness, but melancholy is madness.The stars last night, the wind last night, the west bank of the painting building and the east of Guitang.

It's hard to say goodbye when meeting each other, and Dongfeng is powerless and can't help.

Opening the scroll curiously, he looked straight at the place where the final signature was signed, tsk~ It was really written by Fourth Master when his wife died...

(End of this chapter)