Phoenix Shadow Coming From the Sky: Thirteen, Yingying and Water Room 4
The next day, she summoned Xu Shi and asked, "Does the Prime Minister know about Bishan Academy?"
Xu Shi replied: "It is one of the six great academies in the world. Many students go there to study. There have been many famous scholars and scholars in the past dynasties. It's just that people in troubled times can't afford to eat. Practice three tricks and two styles to save lives, so these colleges are becoming less and less popular. Since the beginning of the dynasty, the Taizai... When King Feng of Yongzhou was the Dazai, he issued an order to rebuild the colleges in each government. In the second year of Yuanding From time to time, scholars were selected by literature, and all the students in the world studied for a while, and the literary atmosphere gradually improved, and the six academies gradually regained their reputation."
"Oh." Feng Duying nodded.
She studied under Yu Yantian, and she is also a person who cultivates both civil and martial arts. It's just that she prefers straightforward martial arts, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't know the importance of literature. After hearing the report, a vague thought came to her mind It flashed, but it was just a thought at the time. It's just because apart from being busy with government affairs, there are still some other things that make her feel bored.
Not long after the beginning of the new year, there were some words in the court, and many ministers even made insinuations: Feng Wang has been married for two years, but has no heirs, and Qing Huijun has lived in Qianbi Mountain for a long time to recuperate.
Feng Duying ignored these words.
The courtiers did not automatically mute their voices, but paid more attention to it. Some courtiers even said that Qing Huijun had been ill for a long time, and the queen should retire her husband and marry another. Some ministers simply brought their handsome sons to the palace. In the middle, Dao wished to serve the queen with his son.
Feng Duying was very angry and funny. After he retreated that day, he said to Xu Shi, the prime minister who came to the palace to discuss the matter: "Could it be that the emperor, princes and concubines are in groups, and this king also wants to make two concubines?" , Thirty men can be decent if they are raised in the palace?"
Xu Shi was silent for a moment, and said: "Mr. Qing Hui has lived in Qianbi Mountain for a long time to recuperate, and now the country is safe and peaceful. Why doesn't Feng Wang visit?"
Feng Duying was startled, but did not answer, and continued with the political affairs discussed just now.
In the middle of May, the report sent by Qianbi Mountain came with a wooden box more than a foot long. Feng Duying opened the wooden box, and there was a letter and a scroll inside. She knew it must be Xiangyi's letter, so she opened it to read.
Respectfully, King of Wind:
Since Mr. Qing Hui taught those people a lesson in the academy at the foot of the mountain, people have been visiting "Mr. Yi" every day in the past month. Jun said that it is not allowed to break the news, only that his surname is Yi, and he has recently moved to Qianbi Mountain to settle down. Many of those people came to Qing Huijun to discuss knowledge with books in their hands, and they also wanted to invite Qing Huijun to be a teacher in the academy. Qing Huijun welcomed the former, and often sat with them to taste tea papers, but the latter declined. It's good that these people in the academy come here often, with them accompanying Mr. Qing Hui, life is even happier.
Two days ago, I finally had a free day, so Mr. Qing Hui went for a walk in the mountains. When I walked to Zhufengtan, I saw a kingfisher parked on a clump of rhododendrons by the pool. Its wings were sapphire blue with green, and it was sitting on the fiery red rhododendrons. Therefore, Qing Huijun looked at the kingfisher in a daze, and he didn't come back to his senses until the servant called him, and then he seemed a little depressed, and soon returned to the other courtyard.
After he came back, he went straight to the study and ordered not to be disturbed. In the evening, when the slaves went to deliver the dinner, Mr. Qing Hui sat alone on the couch in front of the window, looking out the window without saying a word, but there was a painting spread out on the desk, which showed the kingfisher he saw today . The servant girl looked at the painting, and it looked better than the famous paintings of famous artists that she had seen in the palace, so when the servant girl cleaned up, she said that such a beautiful painting should be shown to King Feng, but Qing Huijun did not make a sound, and the servant girl took it as his acquiescence Therefore, I will present this painting to Feng Wang along with the letter.
If Feng Wang thinks it looks good, he must tell Qing Huijun.
Slave Xiangyi kneels and presents
After reading the letter, Feng Duying took out the one-foot-long paper roll in the box, and unfolded it on the desk, his eyes immediately brightened.
A pool of clear water, a cluster of rhododendrons, and a kingfisher.
The clear waves are clear to the bottom, the red flowers are like clouds and fire, and the kingfisher's wings are bright and bright, and its expression is agile, simple and straightforward.
The scenery in the painting is simple, but the colors are bright and vivid, which is amazing.
Feng Duying looked at the painting for a moment, and when he turned his gaze, he saw a line of petty characters on the right side of the painting. The handwriting was clear and elegant, running on the white paper, like an ink dragon swimming above the white clouds, it seemed that it would tear the paper and fly away at any time. After seeing it clearly, my heart beat suddenly.
Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining doesn't listen? 【Note ○2】
Looking at the line of words, she suddenly heard the sentence that the fifth elder brother Bai Yima in the Fengfu of the imperial capital said in her ears that day, "Don't learn from Lanxiang, but teach the blue bird to reciprocate lovesickness" and she felt a little dazed.
Back then, when he was still Gu Yunyuan, he proposed marriage several times in the Golden Palace, boldly and arrogantly;
In the sea, when she, who was invincible on the battlefield, was powerless in the face of the storm, he rode the fish to save her whose life was hanging by a thread, as if the **** of the sea was omnipotent.
Dongming seaside, he turned into a wanderer Yi San, "forced" her to drink the most hated medicine, went shopping with her leisurely, led her to embroider with flying needles, and let a baby bird be born in her palm... Do those things... , he was always gentle and calm, but she always seemed helpless, but in the end she was willing.
He also gave her a blue bird, asking her to tell it those "stories" that no one can tell.
He also said that it is you who make my heart ache...
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Frivolous, affectionate, powerful, gentle, calm, unrestrained... Jiuyao with all kinds of faces floods into my mind along with the bits and pieces of those we get along with. Back then, he didn't pay attention to her, but only now did he realize that he knew her so well, understood her, cared about her, and always told her in his own way that he wanted to walk side by side with her....
Even now, she and him are inseparable, but he is still "qingqingzijin, caressing my heart..."
For a moment, I couldn't help my heart swaying, and my mind was moving.
Looking down at the drawing paper again, the eyes flicked over the fiery rhododendrons, over the blue kingfisher, and finally landed on the line of writing. In a turbulent state, he couldn't help raising his hand to hold the pen, and stood on the left side of the painting. Add a line:
Qingqing Zipei, leisurely thinking. Even if I don't go, Zining won't come? 【Note ○3】
After writing, she put down the pen, and the sound of the pen falling on the pen stand brought her back to her senses. Looking at the line of words dripping with ink, her heart beat like a drum. When I touched the kingfisher, my heart trembled, but I couldn't do it.
Looking at the two lines of writing on the left and the right, the base of the ears slowly became hot, and then spread little by little, until the cheeks became dizzy, like a cuckoo painted on a painting, bright and incomparable.
In a panic, she put a scroll of drawings back into the wooden box, and then put it on the bookshelf.
It's just that the heartbeat still couldn't calm down, and he walked out of the hall. The cool summer wind blew, but it couldn't dissipate the heat on his face. There is a burning fire.
Behind her, Du Kang paused, looked back at the wooden box on the bookshelf, then walked back, opened the wooden box, unfolded the drawing, stared at it for a while, and put the wooden box back to its original place At the same time, the picture scroll was held in his hand.
He followed Feng Duying from afar, seeing her walking towards Yanghu, so he turned around and went to Fengying Palace. The blue bird perched on the sycamore tree in front of the hall was already familiar with him. When he saw him coming, he flapped his wings and flew close, singing "gaa". Looking at the blue bird, he held up the scroll, "If you are really spiritual, send this painting back to him."
The blue bird tilted its head to look at him for a moment, and then said "Hey!", grabbed the drawing paper with its claws, spread its wings and flew up, disappearing in a moment.