Chapter 51 The white-headed palace maid is here, gossip about Xuanzong
Zhuangzi, whom Wu Zetian was admiring, was on the hillside of Mang Mountain. Li Chongrun and Shangguan Wan'er arrived on horseback within a short time of riding.
Zhuangzi is not far from Qingniu Temple where I used to raise green cattle. There are mountains, trees and clear springs around. Although it is not big, it is a very beautiful scenery.
Completely different from the bitter cold of the Little Ice Age in later generations, the Tang Dynasty was very warm and humid, so even Luoyang, which was later regarded as the north, could actually grow arrow bamboo all over the mountains and plains.
Before Li Chongrun arrived at Zhuangzi, he had already seen several contiguous bamboo forests. Under the gentle breeze and accompanied by the leisurely chirping of birds, it seemed unusually quiet.
A vermilion wall covered up all the scenery inside the wall, and a blue boulder blocked the mountain road leading into the village. It also served as a screen wall, covering the gate of Zhuangzi so tightly that there was no trace of the scenery.
It leaks out. The design is so careful that it can't help but make people daydream about the scenery here.
Shangguan Wan'er's personal maid, Fang'er, jumped down from the carriage delivering the items and was about to open the door, but the door opened by itself.
Several well-dressed palace ladies filed out and formed a formation. They were about to greet their future master, but they only saw the figures of Shangguan Wan'er and the little girl Fang'er. The King of Linzi mentioned in the decree
But I don't know where it went.
Shangguan Wan'er stepped forward to receive the gift, but she just said that because of the hot weather, King Linzi had just passed by the stream to freshen up and cool down, and he would be there soon. While everyone was waiting eagerly, they heard a half-year-old baby shouting
The sound of a small scream came from far away from the foot of the mountain, and gradually got closer.
"Hey, auntie. The fish in this river are really stupid. I took two rushes and caught two." A man was wearing a purple robe, but the hem was pulled up high and tied around his waist, and his trousers were already worn.
The young man, who was half wet, appeared in front of the palace people with two pieces of rock grouper that are common in mountain streams.
"This is your future master, His Royal Highness the Prince of Linzi." Shangguan Wan'er felt a little regretful, wondering if she had indulged this boy too much in normal times. He was so unbridled in such a formal occasion. It seems that he must tighten his etiquette in the future.
Education is.
"I have met His Royal Highness the Prince of Linzi." All the palace people hurriedly came forward to greet the still immature prince. Li Chongrun had never experienced such a big battle, and was a little confused for a moment. "Get up. Get up. Here.
Don’t kneel here on a hot day, it’s too uncomfortable.”
"Here!" Several palace attendants started to tremble. However, they had just met this prince, and they didn't know how to get along with him for a while. They huddled there in a cowardly manner, not daring to say anything.
"Sisters, please put your things away first. The young lady and the prince want to stay here for a while, so they have brought a lot of things. I'm afraid Fang'er will be too busy by herself." Fortunately, Fang'er is here, and Shangguan Wan'er usually spends a lot of time here.
Most of the guests who come and go are literati, and there are not many servants in the house. Most of the guests are entertained by Fang'er, so they can naturally cope with such a scene.
With Fang'er's greeting, several palace servants started to move like clockwork. Several older palace servants took Fang'er and led the carriage to the village. There were also horses,
The main entrance was bustling with activity.
A slightly smaller palace servant timidly went to Li Chongrun, greeted him in a low voice, took the two fish over, carefully asked about the taste, and went to the kitchen like a little rabbit.
It's just that Gai Xue didn't seem to like others to lead him, so he just followed Li Chongrun stubbornly. The man holding the horse led him twice. Not only did he not lead him away, but he was sprayed with snot all over his body.
A palace attendant in green palace attire, who seemed to be a female official, consciously acted as a tour guide and introduced Zhuangzi to the two masters, the older one and the younger one.
At the entrance is written "Edict to Create Qingyi Garden", which seems to be written by Yu Shinan during the reign of Emperor Taizong. A pair of couplets are hung on both sides of the door, with several large characters that are soft on the outside and strong on the inside, which reads: "There are no years in the mountains, and the cold is over.
I don’t know the year.” Judging from the handwriting, it seems to be Yu Shinan’s own handwriting.
After entering the door, there are several halls. They are not built according to the ritual plan of four beams and eight pillars, nor are they built in the pattern of the top of the mountain. They are surrounded by a circle of green bamboo, which looks a bit like the style of the south of the Yangtze River.
The palace servant who acted as a tour guide introduced each room in detail. Li Chongrun sighed that he finally had a separate room, and no longer had to share the same bed with Shangguan Wan'er. He didn't have to experience that he could only watch but not eat.
Embarrassed, I felt very happy.
Several main halls look a little bit old, but they have been repaired very frequently, so no damage can be seen. The interior is extremely clean, even the gaps in the floor tiles have been cleaned spotlessly, and they are as bright as new. The utensils are all
There are no traces of use, giving it a feeling that it has been untouched for a long time.
"This brick is really clean." Li Chongrun said with emotion.
"Back to your lord, there are a total of 7,300 floor tiles in this village. They are wiped every day and they are naturally clean." The palace man said very calmly, with an expression on his face as tough as the bluestone in the courtyard.
It's just that the indifferent taste is completely different from the indifferent couplet at the door.
Li Chongrun is very familiar with it, it is the yearning for the human world.
A nine-curved corridor connecting the back garden twists and turns across the small lake in the back garden, connecting the main hall and the flower pavilion in the middle of the back garden. Like the back garden of Princess Taiping's mansion, there is also a piece of white stone.
Li Chongrun looked nervously at the paved beach. Fortunately, the figure of Qiniang holding a long knife was not there, and he felt secretly relieved.
"It seems that the prince doesn't want to practice martial arts today." A familiar voice came from behind. Qiniang was not wearing any fancy clothes today, and she was dressed like a lady. The ivory plate on her left hand had already been removed, and her hands were empty. Fortunately,
Not holding that damn willow stick.
"You don't dare." Li Chongrun was used to being casual, but when he saw this Qiniang, he became more honest than when he met Shangguan Wan'er. Because this Qiniang was indeed very capable, and when he slapped himself very hard, Li Chongrun was mouthing in front of her.
I've been high a few times, but it has had no effect other than making the beatings more painful.
"The prince is moving today, and Qi Niang has also come to recover on the princess's order. I guess the prince won't mind opening his mouth more when eating."
In this way, Qiniang, who came here to recuperate in name only and also wanted to teach Li Chongrun kung fu, moved into Qingyi Garden, which no one had visited for a long time.
Since Princess Taiping had arranged it, she asked the two of them to treat themselves as deaf and blind. They simply hid in Qingjing and lived a life of hermits in this quiet manor.
It's just that Shangguan Wan'er enjoys this rare and quiet life in seclusion. She spends the whole day practicing calligraphy, painting, or going to the kitchen to think about fresh food with the cook.
Li Chongrun's life was very hard. Every morning, Qiniang would get him out of bed in the name of practicing martial arts and run circles along the small lake in the back garden.
After running laps, Fang'er brought food to her, which was daily practice. The so-called practice was nothing more than endless beatings. Qiniang's injury on her left hand has recovered more than half, and although she still can't exert force, it does not affect her activities.
There are not many willow trees in Qingyi Garden, but arrow bamboos are everywhere, so the elusive willow branches have turned into light bamboo poles. The trajectory becomes more and more difficult to figure out, and the hits on the body become more and more painful.
In the afternoon, she poked the ants with the iron mace day after day, but now the ants were a little too slow for Li Chongrun's progress. So Qiniang hung countless ants with beef tendons in an empty hall.
The felt ball was blown by the wind and kept swinging. It was much more difficult than the ants.
After the afternoon practice, I had to practice calligraphy with Wan'er. I wrote two hundred big characters every day, which was unbeatable. What was even more annoying was that I was not allowed to eat dinner until I finished writing, and I had to rewrite if I didn't write well.
Li Chongrun felt that if he was worse than an animal in the past, now he would cry even if he heard about it.
In the blink of an eye, it’s already mid-July, the hottest time of the year.
Under the evening breeze, although the mountain breeze was very cool, everything was burned a bit by the hot afternoon sun and still exuded a strong heat. It was unmoved by the breeze.
"It's too hot." Li Chongrun rushed to the well angrily, preparing to bring a bucket of water to take a shower.
Under the grape trellis by the well, the voices of several little girls talking came to Li Chongrun.
"Miss Fang'er, is there really so much delicious food in Nanshi?" Li Chongrun said in a voice that he recognized. She seemed to be the youngest cook. However, she was only relatively young, and she would have been outside for a long time.
It's time to become a mother.
"No, Nanshi is very close to my home. It's just across the square wall. The young lady often takes the prince and me to go shopping. Otherwise, why do you think the prince is so fat?"
"It would be nice to go shopping someday."
Hearing the sound of Li Chongrun fetching water, Fang'er turned out from under the grape arbor and saw that her young prince was sweating profusely. She quickly came over with the round fan in her hand and fanned diligently.
Several palace officials also hurried over to pay their respects, and took the feather fan from the main hall, and gathered next to Li Chongrun to fan it vigorously.
The feather fan was naturally much larger than Fang'er's exquisite round fan, and the wind it blew out was very strong. Li Chongrun lay on the bamboo couch that Fang'er had brought, eating grapes that had been cooled in the well, enjoying the coolness.
, but I thought it would be nice if there was air conditioning.
Air conditioning requires electricity, so naturally there is no such thing. However, Li Chongrun remembered the ceiling fan that was necessary to cool down in his home when he was a child in his previous life.
There are mountains, springs, and streams in the back garden of Zhuangzi. The small lake in Zhuangzi filled with fat-headed and big-eared carp is formed by the water from the mountain springs.
When there is water, water power can be considered. Li Chongrun fell into a deep sleep while thinking about how to design it.