Gu Yingxia used to like music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was obsessed with love and romance. Now she prefers to pay attention to the things around her, such as a blade of grass, a heavy snowfall in winter, or a flower, a cup of tea brewed by herself.
It is said that every flower is a world, every leaf is a bodhi. Living in the world, seeing honor and disgrace, one will understand his own heart better.
On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, there was a heavy snowfall in the palace. Concubine Zhen wrapped herself in fox fur and made a fire. The palace door was half open. The courtyard was covered with thick snow. The palace maids took a broom and began to sweep the snow.
Gu Yingxia's face was red from the cold. She was holding a snowball in her hand. When she passed by Concubine Zhen's door, she called out, "Mengjun, come here. I'll give you a good treasure."
Concubine Zhen did not suspect anything and walked over happily.
"What a wonderful baby."
"Catch it, here comes the baby!"
After saying that, she raised her hand hidden behind her back and threw a snowball at Toffee Zhen.
Concubine Zhen was caught off guard and was hit hard.
"Just wait and see if I can kill you with a snowball today."
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. See you later."
Gu Yingxia got into trouble and ran away.
Concubine Zhen put on gloves and thick boots, ready to have a big fight with Gu Yingxia.
"Xiaoyu, get the shovel ready."
"Yes, Master."
Gu Yingxia ran as fast as she could, and A Qing followed her.
Snowballs of all sizes kept hitting him from behind, and Ah Qing was often beaten in order to protect Gu Yingxia.
If the master makes a mistake, the servant will be beaten.
Ah Qing felt very sad and couldn't afford to be hurt. She really couldn't afford to be hurt.
The snowflakes were soft, and became firm as soon as they were rubbed in the hands. When the snowball hit someone, it immediately loosened up. Ah Qing patted the snow on his cuffs and ran faster.
"Master, Concubine Zhen and Xiaoyu's firepower is too strong. I can't withstand it. I'm running away first."
"Ah Qing, if you run away, what should I do?"
"Master, you are on your own."
As soon as Ah Qing ran, Gu Yingxia was hit twice.
"Bang, bang."
There were two dull thuds as the snowball hit my back.
Gu Yingxia picked up a small shovel from under the eaves, shoveled up the snow on the ground, and threw it at Xiaoyu and Concubine Zhen.
Xiaoyu opened his arms to block Gu Yingxia's attack. Gu Yinxia took the opportunity to throw a snowball bigger than the backpack at Gu Yingxia.
Gu Yingxia had no time to hide and was severely injured. Her hair, clothes, and boots were all covered with cold snow.
She jumped up and chased after Concubine Zhen, but Concubine Zhen dodged her nimbly. Gu Yinwei was worried that they would sweat all over and get sick easily due to the sudden change of temperature, so she told them to go back to the warm room.
Gu Yingxia chased Concubine Zhen with the snowball in her hand. Concubine Zhen moved towards Gu Yinwei, and the snowball in Gu Yingxia's hand hit Gu Yinwei right on the face.
Gu Yinwei looked calm, and Chuchu and Biantao hurriedly wiped her face.
Gu Yingxia twisted her fingers, looking apologetic.
"Third sister, I didn't mean it."
"Don't come in yet."
Gu Yinxia then followed Gu Yinwei in.
Gu Yinxia changed into clean clothes and boots, and Concubine Zhen also dressed in new clothes and came to the warm room to sit by the fire.
Gu Yinwei sat quietly, holding a collection of poems in her hands.
A basin of silver-frost charcoal was placed at her feet, and the charcoal fire gave off a warm aroma. Concubine Zhen ordered someone to add an iron net on the charcoal fire, on which were placed five walnuts, three Ganzhou tangerines, and a butterfly of yellow peas.
Gu Yingxia tilted her head, sitting in an awkward position, "Third sister, what are you looking at?"
"Book."
"What's in the book? You hold this crappy book in your hands every day."
"Books contain beautiful women and golden houses."
"Read me a passage."
Gu Yinwei recited in a low voice: "The little girl of the Su family is named Jian Jian, with cheeks like lotus flowers and eyes like willow leaves.
At eleven, I learn to put on makeup in the mirror; at twelve, I pick up the needle and embroider a dress. At thirteen, I sit and do my best to adjust my temperament, unwilling to be distracted by the white hair of the Ksitigarbha. Her delicate cloud-like bun is like a flower, her sleeves fluttering in the wind, fragrant with roses. Her unique posture is beyond description, and her movements are like light. Heavy frost in February kills the peach and plum trees; she will marry next year, but will die this year. Father-in-law and mother, do not weep; this girl is not for ordinary couples. Perhaps she is a celestial being banished to the human world, suitable only for the age of thirteen. Most beautiful things are not durable, like colorful clouds that disperse easily and glass that is fragile.
Gu Yingxia listened attentively, repeating the verses that Gu Yinwei was reciting, "Colorful clouds disperse, colored glass is fragile, and beautiful things are not durable."
Concubine Zhen said, "Yinwei, the poem you recited is too sad."
"Su Jianjian was a beautiful woman, skilled in embroidery and makeup. Such a beauty had a tragic fate. Her life was short, like the "heavy frost in February kills the peach and plum trees." She died young before she even got married. How sad her parents must have been."
Gu Yinwei closed the book and said calmly, "I plan to use this simple poem as a teaching material in the academy, and have everyone recite it repeatedly."
"It would be inappropriate to teach students about a beautiful woman with a tragic life story. Why not choose the poem you just recited, 'Spring River Moon Night'? I think it's quite good."
"Spring River Moon Night is certainly good, but I think Jian Jian Yin is also very good." Concubine Zhen began to smooth things over.
The three of them talked for a while, and most of the day had passed. In the evening, Concubine Chen came to pay her respects to Gu Yinwei, saying that the newly recruited lecturer at Sanfei Academy had already started teaching and invited her to attend as an auditor.
Gu Yinwei nodded in agreement. It happened that Gu Yingxia and Concubine Zhen had no important matters to do, so the three of them agreed to go together.
Before going to bed, Concubine Zhen repeatedly reminded me, "Don't forget to call me and leave by yourself like you did last time when you went back to the persimmon forest."
"Don't worry, I will definitely call you."
Gu Yingxia swore everything in her mouth, but she didn't remember about it at all when she left. If Ah Qing hadn't reminded her in time, Gu Yingxia would have been scolded by Concubine Zhen again.
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