Nalan handed over his errands at Maozheng time and went home in the afternoon.
As soon as he entered the alley, he saw several large green cloth sedans sitting outside the gate.
He rode off to the west door.
The boy at the west door came up to him with a face full of joy and hugged his legs: "Uncle, come back."
The old lady is sending someone out to ask, saying that she comes back at this time every day, why haven't she arrived home today?
" Nalan got off his horse and threw the whip in his hand to the boy, who then pulled the horse.
Nalan turned back and glanced at the sedan chairs and asked, "I'm not going to court today."
The boy said, "I'm not here to pay homage to the master.
I'm a guest of the second master over there."
Nalan entered the second door, went to the upper room to pay his respects to his grandmother, and then went to see his mother again.
Mrs.
Nalan was sitting and chatting with her sister-in-law.
When she saw her son come in, she was overjoyed and said, "Why are you so late coming back today?"
Nalan said hello first, and then said, "I met Youheng on the way and we all said a few words." , so it was delayed.”
Seeing his tired look, Mrs.
Nalan said, "I stayed up all night and finally came back from work.
Let's go and rest first."
Nalan then went back to his room and walked along the corridor to the door of the Moon Cave.
Suddenly he heard a burst of noise.
It turned out to be some brothers from the same clan in the second room.
They were shooting swans in the garden and saw him coming in with his boy. ,one The cousin turned back and asked with a smile: "Donglang, yesterday in the palace, I heard that the emperor had decreed to grant you a marriage.
Tsk tsk, this kind of scenery is rare in the court.
Donglang, you can be regarded as What a blessing.”
Without saying a word, Nalan took the bow and arrow in his hand, rounded the bowstring, and fired three arrows in a row, all of which hit the bird's heart.
Several brothers from the same clan shouted "Okay" in unison, and Nalan said lightly: "Brothers, please take your time, I'll go first."
When the cousin saw him going straight to the moon cave door, he just shook off his braid, held his bow with one hand and said in confusion: "What's wrong with Dong Lang?
It seems like someone owes him ten thousand taels of silver.
He has a look on his face."
"Unsatisfactory."
The other person laughed and said: "He is not satisfied with what he has in this world.
He has nothing to do with himself."
Needless to say, he is now in a prosperous relationship with the Holy Family.
He will be released once every two years.
Sooner or later he will be a feudal official.
Even if he is a capital official, with the way the emperor treats him, he is afraid that he will have to change his position within a few years.
If it’s not what he wanted, it’s probably because the young lady died too early, which has made him sad these past few years.”
Nalan walked back to the small study.
It was early summer, and the pomegranate tree in the courtyard was in full bloom.
A gust of wind blew by, blowing the blossoms of the tree into flames.
Because the window was open, a few petals as red as blood fell randomly on the desk.
He brushed off the petals and opened the book of Xiaoshan Ci at random, but he didn't want to turn to the beautiful hairpin on the eyebrow of the page.
There were only two words written in small regular script: "Jin Se".
He felt great grief in his heart.
He raised his eyes and looked into the courtyard, only to see the twinkling and bright red flowers everywhere, like the falling clouds weaving cotton, which burned people's sight.
The pomegranate flowers are in bloom, and against the green leaves, there are thousands of double-petaled pomegranate flowers all along the corridor.
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Sulla, who was doing rough work, took a cloth and wiped the big cloisonne pot with pomegranate flowers.
Huazhu saw Linlang standing in front of the corridor, looking at the Sula flower pot with a hint of trance, so he stepped forward and patted her gently: "Why are you so dazed here?"
Linlang was startled and just patted her chest lightly: "Huazhu, you really scared me."
Huazhu said with a smile: "Looking at you like this, you seem to be worried.
You may not be able to tell me what's on your mind. " Linlang said: "What can I have on my mind?
I'm just worried about my errands."
Huazhu looked at the sun: "Well, it's time for Long Live Master to come back to the court at this time."
Linlang blushed and said: "You are just making fun of me, how can you make fun of the master who is not up and down?"
Hua Zhu looked at the sun.
Zhu made a face: "Okay, let's consider it because I didn't cover my mouth.
Linlang said: "Your mouth will cause trouble one day.
If Shuda hears it," Huazhu laughed: "Li Shuda is being polite to you, and I will take advantage of it."
Linlang said: "Li Shuda is so polite to you."
Shuda is polite to everyone, not just me.”
Huazhu couldn't help but smile and said, "Look at how anxious you are, your face is so red that you want to catch up with this pomegranate flower."
Linlang said, "You must be possessed by some kind of devil today, you didn't say a serious word."
Huazhu said: "Why am I possessed by a demon?
In my opinion, you are possessed.
I only heard you tossing and turning on the bed last night, and now you have been standing here for a long time.
I don’t understand why this flower is so beautiful and fragrant.
You've been staring at it for half a day."
Linlang was about to speak when she suddenly heard two gentle applauses.
It was the signal from the eunuch outside the Chuihua Gate that the emperor had returned to the palace.
Linlang hurriedly turned around and went to the imperial tea room, Hua Zhu said: "Why are you in a hurry?
When the imperial chariot comes back, there will always be time for a stick of incense."
Linlang said: "I won't tell you anymore, I'm not as courageous as you.
Only hurry up when things come to an end."
As expected, the emperor returned to the palace after a stick of incense.
He changed his clothes first.
When Huazhu saw that Li Dequan was not in front of him, the eunuch from the fourth storehouse took the clothes and left.
She knelt down alone to straighten the corners of the emperor's robe.
He called out softly: "Long live Lord."
He said: "Long live Lord, I asked you last time."
I asked the people from the Sizhiku to find the square handkerchief that belongs to me."
He took out the handkerchief from his sleeve and presented it, and the emperor took it.
It was the square white silk handkerchief with the Sihe Ruyi cloud embroidered with light taupe silk thread.
Wen couldn't help but smile slightly: "That's it.
It turns out that the Fourth Treasurer has put it away."
Huazhu said: "Xiao Fengzi from the Fourth Treasurer said that this handkerchief was originally tucked into the sleeve of Long Live Lord's robe.
Because it was not something for the royal family, he did not dare to put it down, so he picked it aside alone. " The emperor just nodded.
The little eunuch outside opened the curtain, but it was Linlang who came in with a tea tray.
Huazhu blushed and took a step back, but Linlang didn't pay attention.
The weather was getting hotter day by day.
When Zhang Sande came back from Cining Palace, he stood under the eaves and took off his hat to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Then he put on his hat and went into the palace.
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Li Dequan happened to exit the Dongnuan Pavilion and saw him.
He winked.
Zhang Sande had no choice but to follow him out, and Fang asked quietly: "Long live your lord, you took a nap so early."
Li Dequan smiled slightly: "Long live Lord hasn't taken a nap yet.
I'm reading the book at the moment."
This confused Zhang Sande and said, "Then I'll go in and talk to Long live Lord."
Li Dequan pursed his lips and said: "Why are you so blank?
Only Linlang is here right now."
Zhang Sande patted his forehead lightly and whispered: "Look at me, this pig-brained brother.
Thank you for your advice.
Otherwise, I would have been annoyed by Long live the Lord."
As he spoke, he went towards Looking outside the hall, the blue sky is as transparent as a piece of fine glass.
Just listen to the faint sound of cicadas, and the afternoon sun is already quite hot.
There is a Hunan bamboo curtain hanging in the Dongnuan Pavilion.
The bamboo stems are polished one by one and are finely and densely intertwined with gold threads to tie a wishful heart knot.
The wishful heart knot of the curtain is thousands of threads, and the sunlight is oblique.
It came in obliquely, and there were shadows on the gold bricks, silently.
There was a melon ice bowl originally placed on the imperial desk.
The ice gradually melted, and a fine layer of water droplets appeared on the blue and white bowl of lotus.
There was also a thin layer of sweat on the tip of Linlang's nose, but she just held her breath quietly.
I just feel the emperor's breath blowing warmly on my temples, causing my broken hair to rise slightly, and that kind of itch goes straight into my heart.
The emperor's voice was low, but because it was close to his ears, it was shocking: "Don't shake your hands.
The first thing you need to do when writing is to have a steady wrist.
If your hand shakes, the strokes of the character will be messed up."
The tip of the pen Slowly dragging it out, the bright yellow sleeves on his wrists were embroidered with golden Kui patterns, and the sleeves brushed against her wrists.
In the end, she was unable to write, and the cinnabar was like a broken cloud, and her face was almost as red as cinnabar.
She just let him hold her hand and lick the pen again in the inkstone.
This time But first a little, then horizontally, and then folded again.
She suddenly bit her lips lightly and said softly: "You are a slave who deceives you and ignores your superiors."
But the emperor laughed: "You are really deceiving the emperor and ignoring your superiors.
I just said that you are not allowed to call yourself a slave now."
Linlang's face turned red again and said: "Linlang can write these two words."
Oh, emperor.
After making a sound, he actually let go.
Linlang steadily filled in the horizontal line, and then wrote another character.
Although as a rule, each character was missing the last stroke to avoid taboos, the handwriting was delicate and elegant, and one glance at it showed that he had great skills.
The emperor was surprised and smiled silently: "Sure enough, you are really cheating on me.
Let's see how I punish you and punish you.
You will write an article immediately."
Linlang could only say "Yes."
But he put down the pen in his hand, and the emperor said: "It's just the two of us, ignore those rules."
Linlang's face turned red again, and he finally picked another pen and licked the ink, but the emperor There was only an imperial brush on the case.
Although it was no longer cinnabar, he still whispered: "Linlang is arrogant."
Fang Wei concentrated his attention and calmly started writing.
After a moment, he waved it away and presented his hands to the emperor.
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It is an extremely beautiful hand-painted small regular script with a hairpin: "It is rare to hear the purple road is long in the day, and the drizzle passes through Nanzhuang.
The autumn flowers in the Yunfei Imperial Garden are wet, and the wind blows to the red gate and the wild grass is fragrant.
The jade chariot is far away in Pingdian, and the feather flag is close by.
The forest is far away.
It's clear in the early days that we can hunt in a small area, so we can take advantage of the coolness."
This is the imperial poem he wrote when he went to Nanyuan.
The character of each character is unique, and it seems that he has more than ten years of skill.
He must have been in the boudoir of a famous artist.
The charming and charming strokes make people's hearts move.
He took the pen and wrote a line in small regular script at the back: "Last night, the stars and the wind were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang."
This sentence was enough.
Her face seemed to be burning red, and her eyes had an uncertain look, like the shadows of flowers under the moonlight, drifting with the wind.
Teleport.
The ear shell was so red that it looked like the seal on the frozen stone on the desk, faintly translucent.
You can see clearly the tiny blood veins, bright red and slender.
There was a slight sweat on the neck, but the faint fragrance came out from between the clothes.
He couldn't help but kiss the red ear.
Her body softened, but he held her in his arms and couldn't move.
He only felt her body trembling slightly, and her eyes were full of panic and fear, which was very endearing, so he only called out in a low voice: "Linlang
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