When I walked into the gate of the palace, I realized how big the palace was.
A small crescent-shaped lake lay in front of me amid the lush trees.
In the center of the lake was an oasis, covering dozens of acres, with more than a dozen elegant and exquisite small buildings on it.
Buildings, a line of snow-white jade The long bridge connects the shore of the island.
Walking onto the long bridge is like walking into a beautiful landscape painting.
The wind blows in the clear water, and the trees are blooming.
The pavilions and pavilions on the island complement the lake and mountains, and the small bridge and flowing water are hidden in the green leaves.
In the show, the waves are rippling and colorful.
After walking through a winding bamboo path and passing two rain shelters, we arrived at the open space in front of the small building.
I guessed from the surrounding layout that the small lake in the palace must have been built by drawing water from the Rouge Lake outside the palace.
It is indeed a wonderful idea to build this fairyland with a lake in the lake inside the palace.
I secretly admired it in my heart.
After all, even in Dakang, I have never seen such an elegant mansion.
In the flower bed in front of the small building, there are several women in white long skirts pruning flower branches.
Each one is as beautiful as jade, and she looks even more delicate and charming under the cover of flowers.
The two walked through the flowers and came to the small building where King Qi usually studied.
The small building in front of them was all made of wedged wood.
I looked carefully and realized that the building materials were exotic sandalwood originating from Han Dynasty.
Half of the small building was based on the ground, and the other half was suspended above the lake.
There was also a viewing platform in front of the building.
A thick rope pulls a canoe.
From the outside, the fragrant trees in this small building vary in thickness, but they are arranged and arranged in a very orderly manner without losing the natural beauty.
Therefore, it appears uniform and unique.
There are many exotic flowers and plants planted around the small building, exuding bursts of fragrance.
Together with the unique fragrant smell of sandalwood in the small building itself, it blends in the air and makes people intoxicated.
In front of the small building, there are six log steps.
Climb up the steps to reach the corridor, which leads directly to the entrance of the small building.
The cloister is designed with great ingenuity.
It looks like an attic cloister, but it implies the unique principle of "three folds, two curves, one bend and four corners" unique to Xuan Palace.
The decoration and appearance of the building are very consistent.
The walls and floors are all made of wood.
The curtain fabrics are also hand-woven.
The tables and chairs in the hall are all large and small tree stumps.
Even the tea sets placed on the table are made of wood.
The design makes the entire interior look unpretentious.
I looked around the walls.
There were ink paintings by famous artists from all dynasties on the walls.
Of course, some of them were mediocre, but there were also masterpieces worth thousands of dollars.
I saw a piece of Zhang Xu’s wild cursive work, and I couldn’t help but step forward and appreciate it carefully. got up.
King Qi was very good at figuring out other people's thoughts.
When he saw me immersed in writing, he didn't bother me.
He motioned to his servants to make tea for me while he waited quietly at the side.
Naturally, I would not let go of this opportunity to test his patience.
I pretended to be fascinated and admired it for more than half an hour.
It was not until my neck felt sore and numb that I sighed sincerely. : "good word" Yan Yuanzong's face showed a look of relief.
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His attainments in calligraphy were far behind mine, otherwise he would not have collected so many good and bad books.
Since I showed him the beautiful ink marks on my hand, he has been quite convinced by my vision, and my approval is tantamount to the greatest affirmation for him.
Yan Yuanzong smiled and said, "Although it is a good calligraphy, it is far worse than Prince Ping's calligraphy."
Then I took out the fan, held it to King Qi with both hands, and said, "Your Highness, King Qi, Yinkong wrote a fan for His Highness last night.
I hope you will accept it."
Yan Yuanzong unfolded the fan, and his eyes suddenly showed an excited look.
This fan is a work of my concentration, and it is completely different from the improvised banner yesterday.
"Good calligraphy, good calligraphy."
Yan Yuanzong praised it twice in a row, playing with the fan for a long time and not wanting to put it down.
Yan Yuanzong was obsessed with collecting books.
The works hanging on the wall are just a few of his many collections.
This small building has a total of five floors, and each floor stores his collection of books.
If he let I read the reviews one by one.
I'm afraid it would be impossible to do it within a few months.
Fortunately, he had no intention of letting me continue my appreciation.
He carefully put away the fan and went to the waterside pavilion in front of the building with me.
Four girls had already prepared wine and food in the waterside pavilion.
As the weather got warmer, all four girls put on light spring clothes.
Their delicate bodies were full of spring colors, which made people's hearts flutter.
All the slaves under Yan Yuanzong were of stunning beauty.
Later I found out that most of these slaves were the remaining beautiful girls.
The current Queen Xiang Jing rewarded them to King Qi as slaves out of her love for her son.
In fact, she was afraid that Emperor Xuanlong would be attracted to other women and endanger her status in the palace, so the slaves under Yan Yuanzong were even more beautiful than the beauties in the palace.
Just imagine how Xiang Jing could keep a beautiful woman in the palace, just to increase her own crisis.
My eyes swept over the towering chests of the four girls one by one.
Yan Yuanzong couldn't help but smile when he saw my gaffe.
He had probably heard all kinds of rumors about me.
Yan Yuanzong pursued perfection in his life.
Not only were the eating utensils he used extremely exquisite, he even pursued the perfect shape of every dish.
Looking at the various dishes in front of me that were like art treasures, I couldn't bear to drop my chopsticks. .
Yan Yuanzong had a drink with me and said, "As far as I know, Prince Ping is only sixteen years old this year.
His calligraphy skills are so profound, but I don't know who he studied under."
I smiled calmly and said: "Yinkong didn't have a teacher, and all the calligraphy he learned came from copying other people's masterpieces."
I didn't exaggerate at all.
Except for my mother who taught me literacy, I can almost be regarded as a self-taught calligrapher. .
Emperor Yuanzong of Yan praised: "Prince Ping is indeed an astonishing talent."
"Yinkong is so ashamed.
Apart from being able to write a few strokes, Yinkong has nothing.
King Qi laughed at it."
I looked ashamed.
Yan Yuanzong laughed loudly, and looked towards the direction of the lake.
A melodious sound of the piano floated from a distance.
I listened carefully.
The sound of the piano seemed to be the soft murmur of a young girl in love with her lover.
The mournful sobs of a young woman in deep boudoir missing her husband who has traveled far away, seem to blow into the hearts of others, making people feel sad.
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I followed Yan Yuanzong's gaze and saw a Mulan boat decorated with flowers quietly floating towards our direction.
On the bow of the boat is a girl in white with long hair shawl, playing the piano with her slender hands, like a poem or a fantasy.
The orchid boat gradually floated closer, and I saw that the girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, with beautiful eyebrows like a crescent moon, a pair of beautiful eyes with a sad and graceful expression, and her skin was as frosty as the snow, making the intoxicating scenery around her look colorless. .
I looked at the girl infatuatedly, almost forgetting where I was.
It wasn't until Yan Yuanzong called me loudly that I woke up from my dream.
I smiled awkwardly and said: "This song can only exist in heaven, not in the world."
It’s a rare occasion that I heard that Yinkong lost his composure.”
Yan Yuanzong smiled and said: "Her name is Yaoru, she is a slave in my house.
If Prince Ping likes her, I will give her to you."
I hurriedly declined: "A gentleman does not take away people's love, Yinkong dare not" Yan Yuanzong laughed and did not continue.
As he spoke, the orchid boat had already arrived in front of the waterside pavilion.
Two beautiful maids came forward to tie the orchid boat to the shore.
Yaoru walked up to the shore like a fairy.
My eyes were Falling on her beautiful and incomprehensible face, this She is indeed a peerless beauty, even if she wants to compete with Caixue, she will not give in too much.
How could Yan Yuanzong be willing to give me such a stunning beauty in the world?
The words just now were clearly testing me.
If I agree without knowing how to advance or retreat, I'm afraid I will become the laughing stock of others again.
Yan Yuanzong said to Yaoru: "Yaoru is His Royal Highness Prince Dakang Ping.
The banner that makes you praise him endlessly is his calligraphy."
There was a hint of admiration in Yaoru's beautiful eyes.
Tingting came to me and said softly: "My slave Yaoru pays homage to His Highness Prince Ping."
Her voice was like an oriole out of the valley, with a slightly protracted tail note, but it was even more seductive.
The charm of the soul, such a close distance allowed me to clearly smell the faint body fragrance on her delicate body, and my heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.
Yan Yuanzong winked, Yaoru picked up the wine pot and filled up the wine glass for me, offered it to me with both hands and said: "I would like to offer a glass to His Royal Highness Prince Ping."
I took the wine glass and accidentally touched her delicate fingertips.
My heart couldn't help but tremble.
Yaoru seemed to be aware of my gaffe, a smile appeared in her beautiful eyes, and a trace of shyness rippled in her eyes.
Yan Yuanzong asked Yaoru to sit down next to me, and his words finally got to the point: "Yuanzong has something to ask of me."
I said hurriedly: "His Royal Highness King Qi, no matter what your orders are, as long as Yinkong can do it, he will definitely go through fire and water, and he will die."
"No excuses."
Perhaps because my words were too exaggerated, both Yan Yuanzong and Yaoru smiled.
Yan Yuanzong smiled and said: "King Ping is serious.
What I want to ask you to do is not too difficult.
In three days, it will be my mother's thirty-fifth birthday.
I want you to write a picture for me to live a hundred years.
Happy birthday to her” I nodded and said: "Prince Qi, don't worry, Yinkong will do his best to do this for you."
Yan Yuanzong stood up excitedly.
At this time, a slave from a distance walked towards this side accompanied by a bearded man.
It was the guest of King Qi whom I saw at Zhuyingqiu yesterday.
Yan Yuanzong sighed and shook his head: "What a coincidence, I'm afraid I have to go out to do something."
I hurriedly got up and said goodbye.
Unexpectedly, Yan Yuanzong said: "I have prepared a resting place for King Ping.
King Ping will stay here for two days."
I was stunned.
When I arrived, I never thought that he would ask me to stay temporarily.
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Yan Yuanzong said: "I will send someone to explain to Zhizi Mansion.
Don't worry, Prince Ping."
He turned to Yaoru and said, "Take Prince Ping to Piaomiao Tower to rest
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