Chapter 448: Have pity on my poverty, my son!
All the nobles of the high rank in the capital, as well as the wives and girls who could barely be called nobles, received invitations from the palace.
There were not many flower parties in the palace, and even fewer were invited to attend. With such a big fanfare, they had reason to suspect that the Empress Dowager wanted to choose a concubine for the emperor under the name of flower parties.
After all, the harem is empty now, so I won’t mention the position of the queen. It has been empty. Concubine Xian died of illness before, but she has not made up for it. Concubine Shu’s position has also been empty.
Think about it, the harem is so empty.
The more they thought about it, the more they were looking forward to it. They bought jewelry and skirts early, hoping to be chosen by the king when they entered the palace, and from then on they flew up to the branches and turned into phoenixes.
With great anticipation inside and outside the palace, this day finally came.
The flower party is set up in the garden next to Taiye Pool.
The flowers bloom in spring, the grass is green, and the strange stage in the center is very eye-catching.
It's horizontal and vertical. What kind of stage is this? This is the first time I have seen it.
The wife and girls entered the palace one after another, and the concubines from each palace also came out in full swing. For a moment, when I looked around, my eyes were full of colorful clothes and flowers.
Xia Shengnuan looked at so many people, all of whom were so jewel-like. She looked like a rich man, and she was very happy.
The opening show is a big show.
The girls thought that the big show was a big show that they usually sing, so they were not in the mood to listen. They turned their delicate and tender faces calmly, and their eyes shyly looked for the emperor's figure.
However, looking around, they were all beautiful girls dressed up, elegant and noble ladies, and noble concubines from various palaces who were lofty, and they did not see the emperor at all.
I searched back and forth several times, but I didn't see the emperor, so I could only wait and see the show.
I didn't want to, and after watching it for a while, I was fascinated.
This is a play called "Locking the Case".
A rich girl got married, and the old lady gave her a lock of a bag and put a lot of jewelry in it.
On the day of marriage, the sedan chair encountered rain on the way and went to the Chunqiu Pavilion to take refuge.
Another sedan chair came, and the girl in the sedan chair was a poor girl, and she cried because of the coldness of the world.
The rich girl gave her a gift to her with a locked bag, and the rain stopped each of her.
Six years later.
A big flood.
The wind broke, the rain was noisy, the thunder was chaotic, the music was dim, and the voices of people shouted, it was said that it was heavy rain that poured into the sky.
The scene was crying and the people fled one after another.
"He is not there either when he is hungry in his belly, but why is there no pavilion in the desert?
In a trance, I carried the boat with everyone. Could it be that the ruthless flood disaster was fulfilled?
My mother will definitely be killed in the waves, and the miserable child will be buried in the belly of a fish."
The flood was hit, the rich girl's family was destroyed and the people were displaced.
"I only think that the wealth and honor are destined for a lifetime, but who knows that life is clear in a few moments. I thought that I used to act spoiled and acted like a person, and even today I don't believe in the past.
This is also a lesson from God. He taught me to avoid being coquettish and change my temperament by myself, and to turn around and realize the cause of the pain.
Poor to me, I am suffering from this poverty on the plain, my son!”
The straightforward singing style and sad tone make people feel like they are being held in a big hand, tightly grasped together.
It's so miserable that it penetrates the sour and tender parts and wets the collar of the clothes.
When the concubines and noble girls saw this scene, they covered their handkerchiefs and cried.
The flood is ruthless and miserable!
Even the Queen Mother, who were used to the strong winds and waves, and the old noble ladies, were all wet with handkerchiefs.
Chapter completed!