The carriage is luxurious and comfortable, and even the cushions are embroidered with complex dark patterns of flower branches. Jiuzhu reached out to touch it, and the tentacles are soft, like clouds and smoke.

She lifted up a corner of the curtains, and the prosperity of the capital was all in her eyes.

There was a sound of horse hooves coming from a distance. The closer we got to the carriage, the slower the sound of horse hooves. It was probably the person riding the horse that slowed down the horse.

"Whose carriage is ahead?"

"When you go back to the prince, you seem to be from the Mingyue Palace."

Jiuzhu has good hearing since she was a child, so she poked her head out to look at the person who was talking.

The man in brocade clothes riding on the horse raised his eyes and met her gaze.

Jiuzhu nodded slightly at him, put down the curtain and sat back, and did not forget to touch the phoenix hairpin on her temples.

The golden hairpin is still there, she feels relieved, it is always valuable.

The carriage entered the palace gate. When the Imperial Guards learned that the person in the carriage was the future Princess Chen, they let it go directly, and did not even check the carriage carefully.

After walking for a while, Jiuzhu got off the carriage, and the people from Mingyue Palace prepared a chariot for her.

As the daughter of a court official, almost no one dared to ride a chariot in the palace. However, as soon as Jiuzhu returned to the capital, her family treated her as a treasure she had lost and recovered, and never took her to a venerable and was wronged. Naturally, she didn't understand these things.

Seeing that the palace ladies prepared a seat for her, they sat up obediently and praised the beautiful carvings on the handrail of the seat.

The female official smiled kindly: "The Empress also likes this pattern. She said that this kind of flower is lively and rich, and makes people feel happy when they look at it."

Jiuzhu thought to herself that she is worthy of being His Majesty’s favorite concubine, and even her aesthetic taste is so outstanding.

Her aesthetic is as good as the Empress, which shows that she is also a person with high taste.

She was already a little nervous inside, straightening her back and full of infinite confidence.

At the Ming family's house, the Spring Equinox was worried about the lady who had already entered the palace.

"Madam, the lady doesn't understand the rules in the palace. What should I do if I messed with the imperial concubine and disliked it?"

"Don't panic." Shen looked through the accounts in the treasury: "Jiuzhu is my only daughter and my husband. If there is something wrong, the palace will turn a blind eye. If the imperial concubine is displeased, she will not be displeased."

That's pretty good. I'm tired of it. Maybe there's room for a turnaround in the marriage.

In the Mingyue Palace, the incense burner was filled with smoke. Su Guifei lazily leaned on the carved soft chair, looking at the door without any joy or anger, not knowing what she was thinking.

Until the sound of footsteps sounded outside the door, she sat upright and gently stroked the jade bracelet on her wrist.

"Empress, Miss Ming is here."

Concubine Su raised her eyelids and looked at the girl entering the door. With just one glance, she felt that her vision could not move.

There is a kind of beauty that is the most rare for women in the world. This beauty can not only make men love each other, but also make women feel at ease.

Unexpectedly, an old-fashioned civil servant like Ming Jingzhou could have such a rare daughter.

"My daughter, pay homage to the Imperial Concubine." Jiuzhu smiled like crescent moon after seeing Concubine Su's face.

This empress, she had seen it before.

"Don't be too polite, sit down and talk." Concubine Su signaled the female official to help Jiuzhu up, wait for Jiuzhu to sit down, and asked, "I heard that you were in poor health when you were young and had been fostering in the Taoist temple. Are you still used to returning to the capital now?"

This is just what the Ming family said to the outside world, but the emperor today knows the truth. At that time, the three brothers of the Ming family were exiled to the bitter and cold place for His Majesty today, so this matter has been kept tightly covered. No one except the emperor and the Ming family themselves have learned about it.

"Everything is ." Jiuzhu thought for a while: "Mother and father treat me like a pearl, and uncles and women often care about me..."

Speaking of all the things that happened after returning to the capital, Jiuzhu's eyes were filled with happiness: "Just..."

Her eyes were slightly dark: "I missed my two masters a little."

Seeing such bright eyes dim, Concubine Su couldn't help but start thinking about how to get the two masters back to the little girl and see how the child was wronged.

"If I miss you, I will help you take them to Beijing."

"Thank you, but they prefer to live in Lingzhou."

In fact, what the two masters said was that there were too many people in the capital and the turbid air was heavy, so it was not advisable to maintain health.

Jiuzhu naturally would not say that the two masters disliked the Feng Shui of the capital and did not support people. A girl as smart as her must know what to say and what not to say: "Masters are all practitioners, and their daughters are unwilling to force them."

"Lingzhou..." Concubine Su remembered that she had accompanied the Shengjia to this place a few years ago. The mountains and rivers were full of picturesque scenery, and the river was always filled with clouds and smoke in the morning: "It's indeed a good place."

"Empress." Jiuzhu looked at Concubine Su curiously: "I heard that you have a precious painting here. I wonder if my daughter has the honor to see it?"

As he grew up, he still didn't know what precious paintings looked like. Jiuzhu was a little looking forward to it.

Concubine Su was holding tea with a slight pause. Appreciating paintings was just a matter of inviting someone to enter the palace. Who would take it seriously?

Who doesn’t know that the wife of the court has no interest in poetry, calligraphy and painting?

She looked at Jiuzhu's eyes full of anticipation and slowly turned her head to look at her personal palace maid: "You go to my private warehouse and take out the famous paintings."

After two incense sticks, the palace maid took the scroll and opened it carefully in front of Jiuzhu.

Jiuzhu stared at the painting carefully and tried hard to admire the magic of famous paintings.

What's the thing on this painting?

It is true that the plum blossoms bloom in the cold winter, why are there still butterflies flying?

On such a cold day, why do cats sleep on the snow? Are cats not afraid of the cold?

But this is a famous painting, and there will definitely be no mistakes in famous paintings. If there is any mistake, it must be that you do not appreciate them properly.

Jiuzhu looked at the painting, then secretly glanced at the imperial concubine who was enjoying the painting with her, thinking about how to speak so that she would not be embarrassed in front of such a beautiful lady.

"This cat is very cute and very agile." Jiuzhu spoke with a tough forehead.

"No." Concubine Su looked closer and looked, "the eyes were also drawn round."

The female official looked at the painting carefully and found that the round black dots were not eyes, but hair balls on the cat's face.

"The plum blossoms are also well painted. In such a cold winter, they can attract butterflies, which shows how bold the painter uses his brush."

"Well, you said it well. The bamboo shoot under the plum tree is also well drawn. It looks very fresh and tender, and it must taste good."

"And there is this snow." Seeing that the imperial concubine also agreed with her statement, Jiuzhu suddenly realized that this was the legendary talent. Although she knew nothing about this painting, she could still tell the essence of the painting in one word.

What does this mean?

This shows that she is a rare genius in painting.

"What's wrong with this snow?" Concubine Su asked curiously.

"As the saying goes, auspicious snow indicates a good harvest." Jiuzhu said affirmatively: "This painting clearly means that there will be good omens in the coming year. The Empress is really as beautiful as a fairy. Even the collected paintings are looking forward to the good scenery of the coming year."

Concubine Su chuckled: "What fairy, Miss Ming was joking."

Chinese ministers in the court all like to privately say that she is a demon concubine, or that she is the first time she has been praised as a beautiful and kind-hearted fairy.

"Empress, my daughter is not joking." Jiuzhu repeated very seriously: "Empress is a good person like a fairy, and your child is a fairy child."

"He is so big, so he deserves to be called Fairy Boy?" Concubine Su laughed again, and she looked at Jiuzhu gently: "I heard that your boudoir name is Jiuzhu, how can I call you Jiuzhu?"

"Everyone follows the Empress." Jiuzhu nodded: "Everything is OK with the minister."

"The word "zhu" Su Guifei took Jiuzhu's hand and sat down: "I'm very lucky. I think your parents love you like pearls and treat you like jade, so that they will give you this name."

The civil officials in Beijing have always loved elegance and named the children in their families. They also like to quote classics and cannot be disgusted with any vulgarity.

Jiuzhu is both elegant and vulgar, which shows the parents' expectations and joy for the arrival of this child.

"The Empress is so amazing." Jiuzhu looked at Concubine Su admirably. Just from a name, she could see the love she cared for her.

The masters said that when they picked her up in the wilderness, the swabbing clothes were made of hundreds of cloth. The fabric was good and bad, but the sewn was very fine.

They often tell her that she was born by her parents, but she was just teased by fate, which made her separate from her parents.

At that time, the court was full of troubles, and countless officials and generals were involved in conspiracy due to the struggle between the princes. Some families were destroyed, some were separated, and some were even killed by the whole family, implicating the nine clans.

The masters were soft-hearted and saw that there had been no notices in the city to find a baby girl, so they adopted her.

On the cloth strip sewn in the cradle, there was her birth date and horoscope and name. The master told her: "I guess your parents were in a hurry and entrusted you to others, but they were afraid that they would not remember your name and birth date, so they specially prepared this."

So she knew since she was a child that she was brought to this world by love, not a redundant person.

In the imperial study, Ming Jingzhou stood respectfully. Even if His Majesty looked at him with a particularly friendly look today, he would not be in a good mood.

"Mingqing." The emperor raised his voice: "You are the humerus in the court, and the children raised are also young talents. I believe that your daughter is as outstanding as you and Mrs. Zun."

"Your Majesty, the little girl grew up in the mountains and fields. She is not polite and cannot be a royal wife."

"Come on, our little five is also a free and unruly person." The emperor's smile became more and more obvious: "It can be seen that they are perfect matches."

Ming Jingzhou: "..."

Isn’t this a swearing person? Who is the perfect match for King Chen?

"Mingqing doesn't have to be humble, I, I just recognize your girl as my daughter-in-law." Emperor Longfeng put down his imperial pen, walked to Ming Jingzhou, and patted his shoulder lightly: "If you are so humble, I will think that you look down on our Yun family's bloodline."

"I don't dare." Ming Jingzhou bent down and bowed slowly, his face pale.

Emperor Longfeng laughed loudly: "I am just a joke, my dear, you don't need to be nervous. There is no need to be restrained in private between you and my family."

Ming Jingzhou wanted to comfort the 18th generation of the royal family's ancestors, but he didn't dare to say anything.

If you know that if you continue talking, it will only anger the emperor, Ming Jingzhou can only choose to leave.

After ordering the eunuch to send Ming Jingzhou out of the palace in person, Emperor Longfeng turned his head and asked the eunuchs close to him: "Mingyue Palace has sent someone here just now?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine just sent someone to borrow a painting from Your Majesty. Seeing that Your Majesty, you are discussing matters with Lord Ming, I took my own initiative to get a picture for the Empress."

Emperor Longfeng was not angry, but instead sighed. It seemed that his beloved concubine was very satisfied with this marriage. In order to get along well with her future daughter-in-law, she took the initiative to appreciate calligraphy and paintings.

"Which painting did you take?"

"The masterpiece of the previous dynasty, "The Four Seasons of the Waste of Drama."

"Yeah." Emperor Longfeng nodded with satisfaction. This painting was designed to satirize some people who did not know the changes in the four seasons of painting. The objects in the painting were made by Zhang Guan and Dai. The painting was simple and easy to understand, weird and interesting, and it was very suitable for beginners to appreciate.
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