Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and that is a big day. The palace is busy with reunion and festivals, with lights and colorful places everywhere, and it is very busy. But at this critical moment, the nine princess Wen Xian suddenly asked for an order to hold a poetry meeting, saying that he wanted to invite the talented girls in the capital to gather. This is a good thing. Mr. Kangxi was so happy. With a stroke of his pen, he made a place to free up the royal garden, Changchun Garden, for Prince Wen Xian to toss and go to the ground by himself.

Changchun Garden was originally the "Tsinghua Garden" built by Li Wei, the grandfather of Emperor Shenzong of Ming Dynasty. After the Qing Dynasty, it expanded into a royal garden. When the old man Kangxi did not attend court, he often lived here. Changchun Garden was about 1,000 meters long from north to south and 600 meters wide from east to west, covering an area of ​​900 acres. There are landscape buildings such as Qianhu, Houhu, Yihaitang, Qingya Pavilion, Tingshuiyin, Huaju Pavilion and other landscape buildings, with pleasant scenery.

Today, the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry party organized by Prince Wen Xian was in Jifengxuan, a lakeside. Hundreds of pots of various autumn chrysanthemums spread along the lake, dozens of pieces were covered with fruit dots, and there were long tables in Jifengxuan, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Dozens of famous talented women in Beijing were painting, chanting poems, or lingering in the beautiful scenery by the lake. There were mandarin ducks and swallows everywhere. It was just like people walking among flowers, which was better than chrysanthemums.

In this year, Confucian ethics have become rampant, and it is said that men and women are not allowed to marry each other. Unmarried girls basically have to stay at home, and it is rare to go out once a year. What’s even more ridiculous is that the argument that “a woman has no talent is virtue” is actually very popular. There is a very popular market among the people, and the “three-inch golden lotus” is popular. However, for Manchu women, these so-called ethics have no market at all:

First of all, the women of the bannermen (including the Eight Banners of the Han Army) never bind their feet. Speaking of foot binding, there are interesting things: When the Qing Dynasty was established, some Manchu families followed the trend and learned to bind their daughters' feet. Unexpectedly, Emperor Taizong of the Qing Dynasty was very angry about this and issued an edict to strictly prohibit foot binding. Not only did the Manchus not allow foot binding, but other people of all ethnic groups were not allowed to bind their feet. This was originally a great thing, but unexpectedly, it was unanimously opposed by all Han ministers.

Yes, the people have been protesting continuously. This person who does not bind his feet is even more difficult than the implementation of "leaving his hair without leaving his head, leaving his head without leaving his hair". At the end, Emperor Taizong of the Qing Dynasty had to let it go and pretend not to know. It was not until the seventh year of Kangxi that the ban on "no foot binding" was lifted, but it was just a form. The folk style of foot binding has never stopped, which can be regarded as the victory of "foot binding". (Historical facts, from the draft of Qing history.)

Secondly, most of the banner women in the Kangxi Dynasty were practicing literature and martial arts. They all knew how to be a master's ability. It was no problem to ride horses and shoot archers. Otherwise, it would be difficult to get married. As for men and women, as for men, hey, Manren had no idea about this before entering the pass, and even his marriage was in chaos, and the things that were bullshit were gone. When they first entered the pass, those sons were jealous, incest, and cheating were common, causing chaos in the court. In anger, Emperor Taizong of the Qing Dynasty issued an edict to strictly prohibit such behaviors that were incompatible with ethics and education. For this reason, many officials were cut off many people's heads, and finally made these Manren learn a little and began to pay attention to other things between men and women. After the governance of Shunzhi and Kangxi dynasties, they had achieved results and had some rules.

Compared with the people, the women of the banner are still more open-minded. Of course, they are more wild in nature and have more opportunities to go out on weekdays. They don’t completely avoid men when attending a poetry party. However, today they are in the royal garden, and the host who comes forward is Wen Xian, the most beloved by Mr. Kangxi. Of course, those talented men cannot enter this door. In the vast front lake, except for the palace maids and eunuchs, there are only a group of young women who are there. They all let go and play. For a moment, they smile like flowers and talk endlessly, and the spring in autumn is a good thing.

Such a "beautiful scenery" is cheaper for a vulgar man - Yinzuo, wearing eunuch's clothes, stood in an inconspicuous corner, as if he was waiting for the call at any time, but his eyes were shiny, and he kept muttering a few words from time to time: "Well, this shoulder is too wide, um, that butt is too small, hey, why are there acne on this face..."

Buxiao said that this so-called Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting was naturally the idea of ​​Yinzuo. He took out a lot of good things and bribed the Nine Gege Wenxian to perform this drama of watching beauty secretly. Yinzuo took advantage of the time to pay his respects to Concubine De, and found out that there were three candidates who were accused of marriage for him this time - Juercha, the daughter of Niuluezhenxingna of Manchuria Zhengbai, the nickname of Lan Yueer; Fucha, the granddaughter of Niuluezhendun, the nickname of Guiqi; Zhangjia, the daughter of Jia Laezhenjixi of Manchuria, the nickname of Chalan. Without exception, these three families were all after meritorious deeds, but at this time they were already idle bannermen. Although their status was still there, they actually had no power.

Hey, the old man is guarding us, but he is afraid that we will take advantage of the power of his father-in-law. Tell, the old man is really a scrupulous person. He is like guarding against his sons, and he is too lazy to pay attention to him. He has to try the size of his shoes when buying shoes. We have to marry a wife and pick one by himself. Yinzuo used eighteen martial arts and pestered Concubine De, asking Concubine De not to nod in a hurry, and delay the marriage for a few days, and wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is said that the marriage matter is all decided by the old man Kangxi, and he came to Concubine De to see it with the portrait.

It's just a form, and Concubine De didn't have much right to decide at all. However, the portraits are all in Concubine De. Even if the old man wants to point out the marriage, there is no place to point them. What Yinzuo asked was to let Concubine De hand over the portrait for a few days. Although Concubine De was reluctant to do anything on her back, she could not withstand Yinzuo's grinding. In addition, Concubine De always loved Yinzuo, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and the old man was busy, so he agreed with the flow, which led to the scene of Yinzuo's peeping in the spring garden.

Not to mention, girls who can date Wen Xian can be considered beautiful women. The garden is full of young girls around fifteen or sixteen years old. When they become lively, they naturally laugh and make fun of each other. Yinzuo was so dazzled that he almost drooled. Hey, we are lustful, let's admit that as long as we are a normal man, we can't avoid this hobby. Well, is it easy for us? I haven't practiced the exercises in front of me, so I didn't dare to do it. At this moment, I finally got a big hit and was about to throw my arms around, but the old man made a marriage decision for us, that is, we. If we change someone, we might become "infirm brother".

Haha, the one who was wearing a light blue cheongsam and followed Prince Wen Xian looked like a tea orchid. Her face was good and her skin was good, but she was a little small, well, not plump enough. The one who had been playing among the flowers seemed to be Gui Qi, with a good figure and a little look that looked very good, but unfortunately her skin was a little darker and not so beautiful. Hey, strange, why didn't you see Lan Yue'er who praised the little girl Wen Xian? Could it be that she didn't come? It's impossible, Wen Xian has made a guarantee. Look for it! Yinzuo walked towards Jifengxuan...
Chapter completed!