Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Lingrong cried like pear blossoms with rain, as if she couldn't help it. Tears rolled around her eyes, her eyes turned red. She hugged the emperor, as if she was hugging the only support in the harem. Lingrong knew the merits of her appearance, so she cried. The most beautiful one is like a tough little white flower.

"Silang, hold Rou'er." Lingrong Jiaonuo called, and the emperor took out a handkerchief from his waist and wiped it while comforting her softly.

Lingrong cried softly for a while and then recovered, "It's my fault that Shiro has to worry about it." Lingrong had just finished crying. His nose was red and his eyes were wet. Tears were hanging on his face, and his eyes were wet. The tail is curved downward, looking pitiful.

"Rou'er is still young and has been away from home for so long, so she naturally misses home." The emperor said this calmly, his eyes flashing with emotion.

"Silang, have you ever heard Rou'er sing? Rou'er knows some Jiangnan tunes. I'm afraid she can't sing well. I hope Silang won't dislike her." Lingrong suppressed her crying and said timidly.

"I agree." The emperor sat back on the couch, closed his eyes and listened.

"You can pick lotus from the south of the Yangtze River..." Lingrong cleared her throat and started singing. The song sounded gentle and sweet, like the gurgling mountain stream.

"Only Kunshan's broken jade phoenix screams, hibiscus weeps and dew fragrant orchid smiles (1) can rival it. I don't know how many surprises Rou'er has in store."

The emperor was fascinated by what he heard. He opened his eyes suddenly and looked at Ling Rong. Ling Rong looked like a girl who had not left the palace and covered her face with a handkerchief. "Shiro is used to making fun of his concubines."

Emperor: "I'm not making fun of you. I sincerely praise Rou'er."

Lingrong put down the handkerchief and said with a smile: "If Shiro likes it, I will learn two more songs and sing them to Shiro every night."

Emperor: "That's very good. It's getting late. I'll leave first. I had a memorial that was not approved. I haven't come to see you in the past few days. I came back from the Queen's Jingren Palace and thought I'd be on my way, so I came to see you. , I didn’t expect that this sitting would take so long.”

Ling Rong walked out of Chuxiu Palace with the emperor and said: "Concubine, I respectfully send you off to the emperor."

The weather was getting hotter and hotter. The little eunuch from the Queen's Palace came to the Chuxiu Palace and said: "Congratulations to Rou Chang. Your Majesty will take the concubines in the palace to the Old Summer Palace to escape the summer heat the day after tomorrow. Your Majesty ordered Rou Chang to accompany you. I am a slave to the Queen." Please inform Rou Chang Zai Sheng in advance of your Majesty’s order so that Chang Zai can make preparations."

After the little eunuch left, Bao Que fanned Ling Rong.

Ling Rong: "The weather is so hot, I can finally go out."

Bao Que: "My servant has heard about it. Below the concubines in the palace, there are Wan Gui, Hui Gui, Cao Gui and Xin Chang, and my mistress, you are going to the Old Summer Palace to escape the summer heat. The emperor really loves me."

"Ziling, pack my luggage for me and set off the day after tomorrow." Lingrong ordered.

The residence given to Zhen Huan by the emperor was specially chosen, and the half-acre garden where Ling Rong lived was not bad either. To the northeast of the half-acre garden was the Zhiyu Pavilion, which contained thousands of golden scales. The view at night was very spectacular.

Naturally, there is more freedom in the Old Summer Palace than in the palace, and the house is larger than in the palace. The young eunuch who came to lead the mausoleum from the Ministry of Internal Affairs introduced the scenery in the garden vividly, and introduced the clever features of the house one by one. The house is spacious. It's cool, the rockery stands outside the house, and the winding river is dotted with the rockery.

The little eunuch received the reward and walked out. Lingrong and his party packed their luggage. After working for a long time, they were all exhausted. The half-acre garden is not far from Zhen Huan's Bitong Academy, and Lingrong could hear him just as he rested. The concubine’s laughter.

Ziling brewed the tea and said softly: "My lord, it's Mr. Cao who is accompanying the Holy Emperor. If you don't like the noise, why don't you close the window."

Lingrong: "No, Ziling brings my dance skirt. Zhiyu Pavilion is a good place. Let Baoque go to the imperial kitchen to get some snacks. I'm a little hungry after being busy for so long."

After half an hour, Bao Que looked dejected and said, "Little Master, I went to the imperial kitchen to get pastries. The imperial kitchen said that they only had these, and they were just some pastries. I asked them to make more and refused to do so. The queen doesn't do much as she is told, and it wasn't like this in the palace before. Instead, she looks down on people even more when she comes here."

Ling Rong picked up a piece of pastry and put it into Bao Que's mouth, "Okay, okay, maybe the other concubines also came to the imperial kitchen to get snacks. It's too late to make them. Come and have a bite of the jujube paste and yam cake. I'll probably get it next time."

"My little master is always so good-tempered." Bao Que muttered.

Lingrong didn't refute, and smiled secretly in his heart, I don't have a good temper, I'm just good at pretending.

(1) Kunshan’s broken jade phoenix screams, hibiscus weeps and dew fragrant orchid laughs. Excerpted from Li Ping's "Li Ping Kong Hou Yin" by Li He