I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 121 I and I, after a long time, I would rather be me

After hearing what Emperor Zhaofu had said, Chen Zhian was led down from the seventeen-story palace by a eunuch in red. However, he did not go downstairs, but went to the fifteenth floor instead.

The fifteenth floor is different from the sixteenth and seventeenth floor palaces. Instead, it has several side halls. Outside the side halls, there is a rather wide terrace, just like the Panchi Terrace.

Chen Zhian was led by the eunuch in red to one of the side halls.

Walking past the large screen, I saw Princess Linglong sitting at the top with a zither on the table in front of her.

She was wearing a moon-white dress with a gauze base and a crescent moon embroidered on it with silver silk thread. The bright crescent moon set off the princess's snow-white skin.

The collar and cuffs are trimmed with precious sable fur, and a wide jade belt is tied around the waist. The long skirt drags on the ground and is embroidered with cloud patterns that cover the bright moon. The cloud patterns look like flowing mist, as if Princess Linglong is walking on clouds.

Every time I see Princess Linglong.

Chen Zhian felt that Princess Linglong was truly blessed by heaven and earth. Both her appearance and figure were almost flawless, and her full and upright figure held up her gorgeous clothes. However, her temperament was completely different from that of Princess Longyue, as if she exuded a kind of nobility.

She saw Chen Zhian bowing to her, and a rare smile appeared on her face: "I will trouble you again today, Mr. Chen."

She was talking.

A palace maid had already set up the easel and smoothed the canvas, and another young palace maid was waiting beside the painter with a painting tray in her hand.

Chen Zhian said a polite word and then started painting.

"Please also paint this piece of zither, sir." Princess Linglong stroked the strings of the zither with her delicate hands and gave special instructions.

Chen Zhian smiled and said, "Princess, just be casual. There's no need to be too restrained."

He continued to think for a while, then picked up the large oil painting brush and, with light strokes, applied the base color on the canvas. The base color was milky white, just like the clouds illuminated by moonlight, and another type of brush was used to distinguish between light and dark.

Princess Linglong always had a smile on her face as she looked at Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian is only eighteen or nineteen years old, but he has practiced for a long time and his face does not look childish. In addition, he is tall, broad-shouldered, with angular features and a pair of deep eyes. He can be described as a "Jade-like Young Master".

Princess Linglong sat on the chair, looking at Chen Zhian who was painting, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Chen's dress is really beautiful. I remember that the ceremonial dresses of the Shangyi Bureau did not have so many patterns."

Chen Zhian paused for a moment and said, "Princess, this dress was made by my mother herself. Every stitch was made by her. Today I am entering the Wangxing Palace to meet the emperor. It is a great honor, so I specially wore this dress."

"So it was written by Miss Li." Princess Linglong said with emotion: "When I was young, my mother played the zither in the palace for a long time, and she would often summon Miss Li to the palace. Miss Li's zither music was better than many masters in the court at that time. In the harem, I don't know how many ladies and princesses have been taught by her zither music.

Now that I think about it, time flies, and eleven or twelve years have passed. "

When Princess Linglong reached this point, there was suddenly more sighing in her tone.

She stared at Chen Zhian, and suddenly took out a calligraphy piece from the table.

Princess Linglong's eyes fell on this piece of calligraphy, and she looked at it carefully for a long time, and suddenly said: "I want to play the piano on this platform today. I originally wanted to find a great dancer and use Mr. Chen's lyrics as music. With piano, dance, and music, I can send a gift to Xuantianjing, the city that raised me for a long time, to celebrate the Zuochao Festival.

But after seeing Mr. Chen's poem, I suddenly changed my mind."

When she said this, one hand brushed across the paper, as if stroking the poems on the paper, every word of which was deeply engraved in her heart.

"Mr. Chen, once this poem is published, no one in the world can compare with it in poems about the bright moon.

But Linglong has some selfish thoughts in her heart. She wonders if Mr. Chen can give this poem to me and let Linglong read it alone.

Chen Zhian, who was painting carefully, paused, not quite understanding why Princess Linglong was so fond of poetry and lyrics.

But he did not hesitate for too long, and nodded and said: "This poem is what the princess originally wanted, and Chen Zhian does not need to become famous with this poem. If the princess wants to use it as a poem, it's fine. If she wants to collect and recite it, it's fine too."

Princess Linglong smiled immediately and said with a sigh, "Mr. Chen really doesn't need to be famous for this poem about the bright moon.

I still remember when the gentleman first came to Xuantianjing from Sunan Prefecture, he was wearing a green robe and carrying a bag.

Coming to Cuiwei Palace, he felt like a young man seeing the world for the first time.

Who would have thought that in just two or three months, Mr. Chen had already become Chen Sijia, and one of his poems made the old men in the court burst into tears. He then went back to the unpolished jade pasture, holding a knife in his hand, and became the first unpolished jade. "

"Once word of your talent spreads, it will surely attract many young ladies in Xuan Tianjing."

Princess Linglong praised him without hiding anything, but then she suddenly looked into Chen Zhian's eyes and asked, "Sir, you wrote in your poem... I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that the jade buildings are too cold up there.

I know why you are unwilling to go back home. It is because of the Li Mansion, the eighteen years you wasted in the Sunan Mansion, and the indifference and cold eyes of your blood relatives. "

"That's why Linglong feels that you and I are just ordinary people. I have something difficult to resolve and I want to ask you."

She raised her hand slightly as she spoke.

Suddenly, a female official in brocade clothes lit a candle. When the candle was lit, the outside noise seemed to disappear completely. The other palace maids in the palace also lowered their heads and left the side hall, leaving the place covered by the candlelight.

Princess Linglong said: "When I was young, my mother didn't want to stay in the palace and left alone. I grew up in this palace, but I didn't have too many thoughts in my heart. I just thought it was good to live this ignorant life.

But later... later I got married, and the Yufu Palace and the Duke's Mansion seemed to have become cages to me. However, I had been accustomed to being obedient since I was a child, and I didn't know how to escape from this cage.

But in these few days, I saw you, a stranger in the world, a passer-by of hundreds of generations. I saw you looking back at the desolate place, returning, neither windy nor rainy, neither clear nor cloudy. I saw you again and wanted to return with the wind, but I was afraid of the jade buildings.

Suddenly, something touched my heart..."

Chen Zhian's eyelids twitched.

What does Princess Linglong want to do?
Do you want to escape from the palace?

Chen Zhian immediately understood the purpose of the lit candle. When the candlelight faded away, all sounds would disappear. This was to prevent eavesdropping.

It seems that Princess Linglong is indeed thinking of escaping from the palace.

Outside the Xuantian Palace is Tianjing, and outside Tianjing is the vast Dayu.

The aristocratic families and the imperial power are fighting each other, and Princess Linglong is caught between them. If she wants to escape, the royal family will look for her, and the Anguo Mansion will also look for her. It is not that easy to escape.

Chen Zhian originally intended to give the princess some good advice.

But when he looked up, he clearly saw that Princess Linglong even had some tears in her eyes when she said this.

For a moment, Chen Zhian suddenly fell silent.

Princess Linglong has lived in the palace for a long time and has seen many people from all over the world. Naturally, she understands that escaping from the palace is not that easy.

Even so, she still has an idea, so why should I pour a bucket of cold water on her?
Just let her decide everything.

So Chen Zhian thought for a moment and said, "Princess, could you please give me some paper and pen?"

At this time, many palace maids had already left the side hall, leaving only Chen Zhian and Princess Linglong.

This is absolutely against etiquette. The princess is in the same room with a man from outside the palace with no one else around, which naturally leads to many taboos and sins.

But Princess Linglong obviously didn't want to pay attention to this.

When she heard Chen Zhian's words, she didn't even call the palace maid in. Instead, she placed paper and pen on the table and ground the ink herself.

"Mr. Chen, you write first." Chen Zhian put down the paintbrush in his hand, stepped up the stairs, picked up the brush, and wrote a line of words very quickly.

He writes seriously.

Princess Linglong pursed her lips and looked at Chen Zhian who was so close to her, wondering what she was thinking.

After Chen Zhian finished writing, he left, but Princess Linglong was still murmuring the same line of words.

"I have been dealing with myself for a long time, and I would rather be myself."

Chen Zhian continued painting.

He did not pour cold water on Princess Linglong, but he did not persuade her to escape either.

Everything is voluntary and depends on one's heart.

Chen Zhian spent more than half an hour on this painting. It was not until the middle of the night that he finally finished it and left.

Princess Linglong looked at the painting, looked at the smile on her lips in the painting, and looked at the misty clouds behind her.

It was as if she had already gone away on the wind, no longer having to suffer the pain of the cage.

"This painting... is really beautiful."

Princess Linglong thought about this and recalled that sentence.

"I would rather be me..."

At this time, a female official came over and reported, "Princess, Duke Anguo has arrived in the North City and is at the Wangxing Palace."

Princess Linglong seemed to be quite indifferent. After thinking for a while, she asked again, "Has he entered the capital yet?"

The female official naturally knew that Princess Linglong was asking about the eldest son of Duke Anguo, the current General Chilong, so she shook her head and replied: "General Chilong has not returned to the capital from Youlong Mansion."

Princess Linglong sneered and said casually, "You can have fun as much as you want in Youlong Mansion. There is no shortage of male prostitutes. When you get tired of playing, you can just kill them at will. Why do you have to come to Xuantianjing?"

The female official was silent and dared not answer.

Princess Linglong then thought of Mr. Chen's question about when this evening had come to the palace in heaven.

Some people are only eighteen or nineteen years old, but they are already able to create such extraordinary poems.

There were people who held the title of general, and were even on the list of young tigers, but they always did dirty things, which made her feel sick.

Princess Linglong shook her head, dispelling all the disgusting memories in her mind, then stood up, walked down and onto the wide platform.

On the platform, the table had already been prepared.

Princess Linglong held Tan Xun in her arms, went up to the moon platform, and played a piece of music called "Cloud and Moon Song".

Chen Zhian finally got off the Wangxing Palace. The carriage was already waiting for him. He got on the carriage and told the eunuch who was driving it to go to Longmen Street in the south city as soon as possible.

The eunuch was riding a horse and just as he passed the red gate, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Chen Zhian opened the curtain and saw that the eunuch who was driving the carriage had already got off and was standing next to the carriage.

Seeing Chen Zhian lift the curtain, the eunuch hurriedly said to Chen Zhian: "Mr. Chen, don't look directly at the Duke."

Chen Zhian was slightly stunned, and when he glanced, he saw a carriage.

No, that was not a carriage, but a jade chariot.

The entire chariot is made of a kind of beautiful jade. It glows brightly under the moonlight, and wisps of mist rise from it, which is quite mysterious.

The huge jade chariot is engraved with dragons and tigers, and even the dragon eyes and tiger eyes are huge luminous pearls, which can emit a faint light even in the dim light.

The complex cloud patterns and fine carvings make this jade chariot look extremely gorgeous.

Four strong men dressed in black came carrying the jade sedan chair.

On the jade chariot, there was a person sitting cross-legged in a black brocade robe, which was embroidered with dragon patterns. The dragon's body was winding and lifelike.

This man could not be called old, and he even looked to be only in his forties or fifties. He was not tall, but as he sat there, he seemed to be surrounded by the power of wind and clouds, with extraordinary aura, like a dragon or a tiger, or a god descending to earth!
This man's courage and spirit are comparable to that of Qin Dadu Yu, and his majesty and authority are far superior.

Chen Zhian finally knew that Duke Anguo was known as the most powerful minister in Dayu and could stand on the same level as Song in the court.

Chen Zhian saw the jade chariot coming again, and many chariots like his stopped and parked on the side of the road.

Some adults in the carriages even got off the carriages and bowed from a distance to greet the famous Duke of Anguo.

The Duke just sat cross-legged on the jade sedan chair, looking straight at the Wangxing Palace, and didn't care about the greetings from everyone.

Chen Zhian's carriage stopped by the roadside. The eunuch didn't get on the carriage again until the jade sedan chair had passed for a long time, and then he drove away.

After walking out of the main street, Chen Zhian realized that it was extremely difficult to go to South City by carriage tonight.

On the night of June 30th, the Zuo Chao Festival was in full swing, and the streets were already packed with people. It would have been extremely difficult for pedestrians to walk faster, let alone carriages.

Chen Zhian didn't know how the Duke of Anguo got his jade chariot.

He got off the carriage and couldn't help frowning as he looked at the slowly moving crowd.

Considering the size of Tianjing, if I follow the crowd to Longmen Street in the south city, I'm afraid it would be past midnight.

So he lowered his head and thought for a while, and suddenly asked the eunuch in red beside him: "The Saint ordered me to go to the residence of the Minister of Revenue on Longmen Street tonight. The Minister of Revenue will sweep the courtyard to welcome me... If I go late, won't it be against the will of the Saint?"

The eunuch in red was stunned for a moment, and said, "That being said, today..."

After hearing the first four words, Chen Zhian suddenly smiled.

He stretched out his hand, and a white leaf appeared in his hand without him noticing.

Chen Zhian casually threw the leaf in his hand, and the leaf suddenly hung in the air and turned into a small boat.

The eunuch in red was stunned.

Chen Zhian bent his body and jumped onto Ye Yuezhou.

Many people looked at him not far away, but he ignored them...

Chen Zhian, dressed in black, stood on the small boat. As the Ye Yue boat lit up with a faint light, the boat instantly rose into the sky and headed straight for South City.

At that moment, countless people looked up at the sky, and just then, from the platform of Wangxing Palace, Princess Linglong's moving piano music came.

Countless people listened to this music and saw a handsome young man riding a boat into the clouds, like a banished immortal flying into the sky and riding the wind away.

(End of this chapter)