Last night’s spring rain was so full that the entire Nanhuai River was filled and full.
The river waves covered with light white foam rolled up scattered petals and stuck them on the dark brown mud, exuding a slightly fresh and slightly fishy earthy moist smell.
After the court meeting, the new Qin emperor walked slowly along the winding staircase to the flat seat on the third floor of the Mingtang, and looked at it from a distance.
The bustling spring scenery of Longyin City can be seen up close, and the Nanhuai River is rushing in the distance. If it is a clear day, Fuxian Sea and Kunlun Mountains seem to be within reach.
"The Imperial City of Yunli has twin phoenix towers, and thousands of homes are covered with spring trees in the rain." The emperor chanted softly.
The eyes are cut like autumn water, with a soft luster, clear and bright. The emperor's lips are bright red, the bridge of his nose is delicate and straight, and his body is slender. The emperor's appearance can't help but impress people.
The floor of the flat seat is painted with patterns of gods and Buddhas. The Bodhisattva lying on the couch is like a woman in a boudoir, with fragrant orchids and a pleasant pillow. The other Bodhisattva also wears a suspender top and a lewd skirt.
The male body and female appearance have always been the standard for cultivating rituals since ancient times.
The most typical one is Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. Because of his extremely beautiful appearance, there is now a trend of imagining him as a female Bodhisattva.
The Editorial Department of the Hanlin Academy even discovered that some unapproved miscellaneous books in the market contained content about performing a cloud and rain play with Guanyin Bodhisattva, which was absurd and lewd, and showed no shame or reverence.
The aesthetics of male body and female appearance are not only reflected in the art of figure painting, there are also many beautiful men in Longyin City.
Some are born like this, and some are just makeup modifications, a little inferior.
The Emperor of the New Qin Dynasty is often considered to be the most handsome man in the royal family, which is naturally the case.
What makes the emperor feel a little less than perfect is that he likes to wear exaggerated clothes, and his dragon robes are loose and thick.
Also add a tall ribbon and dragon-shaped ornaments in front of the chest to look majestic, but a little superfluous.
"Your Majesty's poems were so popular that I took note of them."
The speaker was not an old palace eunuch with white hair and white beard, but a middle-aged woman under forty, with a neat appearance, soft eyebrows and kind eyes, and an extremely docile conversation.
"This is not a poem written by me. I heard from the queen that it was written by Qin Shou'an, the crown prince of Prince Langya, when he was eight years old. Except for these two lines, the whole poem is truly grand and magnificent, with an air of an emperor." The emperor said with praise. "Emperor's attitude? Your Majesty, if the prince hears your praise like this, I'm afraid he will tremble and apologize."
The middle-aged woman reminded with a smile that the emperor spoke casually, but often made people frightened.
Some ministers who rarely have the opportunity to go to court occasionally face His Majesty's questioning, but they are always dumbfounded and at a loss. They only feel that the power of God is unpredictable and the meaning of his words is difficult to fathom.
"Will he be trembling? He has been bold since he was a child. I originally thought that after being trained by Tiandaomen for eight years, there might be some changes."
The emperor shook his head slightly as he spoke: "You are also aware of the recent events in the court, and he remains the same as before."
"This old servant only knows that Your Majesty is very willful. Lord Wen has become a laughing stock because one of his front teeth is missing and his speech is leaky. He is often vague and makes people laugh. It has been a long time since he reprimanded anyone in the admonishment court."
The middle-aged woman did not show much caution when facing the young Emperor. When she said that the Emperor was willful, she looked more like an elder doting on his children.
"That old guy, I kicked him lightly. If he had the ability of a martial arts master, I would have condensed his true energy on his toes and kicked two of his ribs." The emperor snorted coldly, obviously not pleased with the admonishing doctor.
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"It's over, it's over." The middle-aged woman took two steps forward and warned seductively, "How could your Majesty be so cruel to an old minister from three dynasties? You can't do it without aging."
"The Prince of Langya also said that if you are old and do not die, you are a thief, and if you are a bad person, you are just old and do not cultivate." The emperor disagreed.
The middle-aged woman had more smiles on her face. Although she was admonishing the emperor, she didn't like her gentle courtesy that always found fault with the emperor. When she heard the emperor say that he was "too old to practice", she smiled and said: p>
"Mr. Wen has lost his front teeth and feels that his appearance has been compromised. He is rarely liked by the sisters. He has not been to the Jiaofang Department for a long time."
There was a hint of schadenfreude in her tone, and the middle-aged woman felt it and quickly restrained the disgust oozing from her face.
"Hahaha..." The emperor had no such scruples:
"Fu Anshu only forbade the East Courtyard to receive gentle gifts, but now he has even stopped visiting the West Courtyard. It's ugly, very ugly!"
Did he do it on his own? Wasn't it done by you, Your Majesty? The middle-aged woman accompanied the smiling face and looked at the happy Majesty gently.
The palace was busy and depressing, and it was rare to see His Majesty the Emperor so happy. The middle-aged woman did not say too many inappropriate words to avoid spoiling the Emperor's mood.
"When is Your Majesty planning to summon Prince Langya? Will it be arranged after he formally inherits the throne? As a rule, before Prince Langya sits in the Nine Provinces Mansion, he must meet with His Majesty to receive a lecture." After a while, the middle-aged woman asked.
Tao.
The emperor fell silent and slowly approached the fence carved with gold and jade, tapping on it with his soft white fingers.
"Fa Ziwei is in the middle, and the Mingtang is planned to govern the government." The Mingtang is three hundred feet high. Even if you don't climb to the top, looking from the flat seat on the third floor, you can see various mansions scattered in three lanes and seven lanes.
In addition to the Yue Zhi Feng Lai Pavilion in Langya Palace, there are several tall buildings that are very eye-catching, but the Haitang Chunwu where he lives is a bit difficult to identify.
I still remember the blooming flowers there. Every spring, various kinds of wisteria, ivy, white vine, and various crabapples bloomed in season. The children were always embellished with excitement and jumping around, like little lambs with boundless happiness.
, Nothing to do but jumping around, nothing to do.
"Well...it's not urgent. Didn't you say that we can arrange a meeting between Miss Shengjun and the Crown Prince at any time?"
The emperor frowned slightly, raised his hand as if he couldn't help himself, and then straightened his chest.
The body under the dragon robe, at a height of nearly two hundred feet, was slightly warm despite the cold spring weather.
The emperor stretched out his palm from his dragon robe and made a gesture of holding it. Then he seemed to be embarrassed and his face tensed up.
"As long as Miss Shengjun wants to, it may be arranged today. After a long period of planning, Miss Shengjun from the East Branch of the Jiaofang has not received any patrons, and no one has seen her true face, but she has become
In Longyin City, he is second only to the four masters of Jingjing Zhaojian Temple in their dreams."
The middle-aged woman said with a smile, with boundless affection in the corners of her eyes and lips.
"Do you think these men are sick? No matter what kind of stunning women appear in Longyin City, their hearts will always be headed by the four master wives Wanhe, Yiyun, Yutuan, and Wangyue." The emperor felt unfair for Miss Shengjun,
He snorted coldly.
"Men are like this. No matter how beautiful a woman is in Longyin City, in their opinion, someone will always get her. Once she is picked off by someone, she will be knocked down to dust. However, the four masters will always be in the clouds and will not be taken away.
Anyone who commits obscenity is as elusive as the moon in the sky."
The middle-aged woman explained: "Miss Shengjun doesn't need to be compared with the four masters. She is as ethereal as a fairy. Mortals can't see her. She can't even imagine her appearance."
"Okay... I think Miss Shengjun will want to meet Prince Langya today, please make arrangements." The emperor turned around, his back to the middle-aged woman, his voice was cold and indifferent, but a hot blush crept up his face.