HLnovel Chapter 963 Ice Sculpture
Chapter 963 Ice Sculpture
The East Palace is very large, with Mingde Hall as the center, and Chongjiao Hall, Lizheng Hall, etc. on the left and right.
In addition, if you walk along the central road, you can also see Chongwen Hall, Beiyuan Garden, and some government offices.
Beiyuan has a large lake that has been excavated. In summer, you can go boating on it, while in the dead of winter it freezes over.
Fang Nanzhi followed Qingyan all the way to Beiyuan, and her gaze was soon drawn to the lake.
On the lake surface, twelve zodiac animal ice sculptures are placed, each more than three meters high.
She had to crane her neck to see the whole picture, and right in the middle was a large ice sculpture gate, clearly indicating that there were other scenic views beyond it.
Fang Nanzhi couldn't resist touching the Ice Monkey's tail: "Is this really carved by hand?"
"Yes, the craftsman's surname is Jiang, and he is famous for his skillful hands."
Qingyan introduced.
Fang Nanzhi's eyes were filled with light as she marveled at how exquisitely human hands could carve such a thing.
The entire statue is perfectly natural, and it looks like a real monkey standing in place, ready to come to life and walk towards her at any moment.
"That's really amazing! Your Highness, you must make good use of someone with such talent."
"Don't look down on talented people just because they are craftsmen."
The terms "scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants" are merely ways of controlling people. In Fang Nanzhi's eyes, no matter what industry one is in, doing it well is of great use to the country and the people.
Because she has access to the system, she also knows some other international buyers who have a hobby of collecting art.
The scope of art is broad, encompassing not only music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but also wood carving, ice carving, paper cutting, and so on.
The books on the system all say that art plays a very important role in the development of the times.
Fang Nanzhi couldn't fully grasp the exact function of it, but she already knew that many worlds were more prosperous than the one she lived in.
Since the prosperous world has said so, it's certainly right for her to humbly accept this advice.
Qingyan nodded, indicating that he had learned something.
"Do you want to go in?"
"Yes." Fang Nanzhi nodded without hesitation.
Qingyan beckoned, and a palace attendant brought over a tray.
On the tray were two pairs of roller skates.
Yes, that's right. Su Qingya had someone make a custom pair, and Qingyan secretly asked someone to make two more pairs.
He felt that Zhizhi would also like the things he played with.
After changing their shoes, the two prepared to step onto the ice.
Qingyan casually reached out to help the little girl, but the next second, his foot slipped and he fell unexpectedly onto the ice.
He sat half-sitting on the ice, a rare look of confusion flashing in his eyes.
He only knew that this thing could glide on ice, but he didn't know that shoes with wheels were so difficult to control.
"Your Highness!"
The eunuch was terrified and rushed to help the person up.
"Ahem, are you alright?" Fang Nanzhi asked with concern, though her lips looked a little unnatural, as if she was trying to... suppress a laugh.
It's no wonder she was like this; she'd known Qingyan for many years and had rarely seen him so disheveled.
"It's nothing." Qingyan feigned composure, refusing the eunuch's help and trying to get up on his own.
With a push of his foot, the roller skates moved forward again. Qingyan used his skill to pull back, and to outsiders, it looked as if he were walking like a cat.
Qingyan became obedient and leaned on an ice sculpture to steady himself.
"Zhizhi, be careful too."
Having learned from his experience, Fang Nanzhi would naturally be careful.
She moved forward at a snail's pace, and once she stood on the ice, she directly grabbed the ice sculpture for support.
"Shall we walk slowly along the ice sculptures?"
"Or are you going to hold my hand? Touching ice for too long will make your hands turn red from the cold." Qingyan stared at her fair and tender hands.
Once he made up his mind, he wanted to know about women, such as that women cannot be exposed to cold and that they will experience abdominal pain when they have menstruation.
He also talked with Physician Xing about the uses of Gui water, but the latter only told him half of it, and Physician Xing did not know the other half.
The main reason is that very few women come to him for medical treatment when they have menstrual blood.
However, Qingyan didn't mind Physician Xing's unprofessionalism; in his mind, the two could still be considered friends.
Because he obtained a memorial written by Physician Xing and his wife from Physician Xing.
The memorial is not only clear and concise, describing their feelings when they first got married, but also their state of mind a year after marriage, their reflections five years later, and their state of mind ten years later...
Physician Xing was almost forced to resign because of this memorial.
Who would understand? Did she run into a prince with no sense of boundaries? Who would want to talk about such private matters between husband and wife with outsiders?
He wouldn't have given in if Qingyan hadn't promised to help him prepare another memorial for the emperor.
Furthermore, Qingyan promised not to divulge this memorial.
Madam Xing didn't think much of it. The main thing was that her husband had been very accommodating to her lately, doing everything he could to coax her into helping him, and bringing her small gifts every day after leaving his post.
How could she not be overjoyed?
Therefore, she not only cooperated, but also wrote down, in her own words, what women like in a relationship.
Unexpected surprises, novelties, cherished letters, occasional favoritism...
Qingyan found it particularly useful, and even had it bestowed upon Madam Xing as a reward.
For reasons unknown, perhaps because he believed that suffering alone was better than suffering alone, Physician Xing told His Highness that everyone's understanding of love between men and women was different, and it would be better to seek the opinions of others.
As a result, the officials in the Crown Prince's palace who were already married were in trouble. Each of them was given the task of writing about how husbands and wives should get along.
Furthermore, Qingyan inhumanely stipulated a word count of five thousand words.
If it's not written well, it will be sent back for rewriting.
Officials of the Eastern Palace...
It seems like His Highness is even more troublesome now that he's recovered.
In the past, it was just a matter of killing someone, beating a prince, or denouncing a minister... They would help clean up the mess, help argue with people in court, and show that the crown prince was acting in accordance with the law, but the situation was urgent and they couldn't be lenient.
Now we're starting to torture them with new tricks.
Does the way of husband and wife need special study? It's a pity they dare not speak out against it.
Physician Xing finally felt relieved. To avoid being beaten, he has stopped going to the East Palace recently.
He didn't go, but Qingyan didn't forget him. He thought he had done his best, not only sharing his experience but also giving him advice. They were like friends despite their age difference.
Fang Nanzhi glanced at him hesitantly, a little doubtful: "Let's not, what if you fall and it hurts me?"
"I won't fall," Qingyan said confidently.
But the little girl didn't believe it.
Later, Qingyan promised that if Fang Nanzhi fell again, he would be underneath her to cushion her fall.
Because he was skilled in martial arts and said he could control the situation, Fang Nanzhi reluctantly gave him her hand.
The eunuchs had become numb.
On one hand, they thought His Highness was really down-to-earth, so "humble" in coaxing the young girl. Had he forgotten that he was the Crown Prince? Truly above the emperor and second only to ten thousand others.
No matter when you encounter danger, others should prioritize protecting you.
How did I end up being used as a human cushion?
On the other hand, they truly realized that Miss Fang was not someone to be trifled with.
From now on, they must treat Miss Fang with the same importance as Qing Min, no, as much as His Highness.