MTL - The Job of an Imperial Concubine-Chapter 105

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"It's snowing," Zhuang Luo looked up and found that the window was tightly closed, but the room was warm, so he said, "The emperor can safely go up, he will be careful."

Feng did nodded, and came out of Heehe Palace. Gao Dezhong, who was waiting for him, greeted him. He whispered: "The emperor, the person who was only able to go to the sky, reported that Qian Xiaoyi was ill and wanted to see the emperor."

"I am sick to call people to pass on the doctor, and the government is busy, and it will not pass," Feng said with no expression on the imperial concubine, and even the reward for Changtianlou. Gao Dezhong heard the words and was busy with his head. He knew that Qian Qianyi was useless. It is useless to see a woman with a beautiful face. If you are pregnant, you can lead the emperor to run to Xihe Palace on the same day. That is called a means.

Looking back at the Eyes Hee Gong Palace, the small **** inside has begun to clean the snow, but it seems that Xihe and the palace are full of hustle and bustle. I don’t know what Qian’s thoughts are, it is a waste of a good face.

In Changtianlou, Qian’s instrument endured the bitterness of the medicine in the mouth and looked at the **** who rushed in: “Is the emperor coming?”

"Back to the master, Gao Gonggong said that the emperor has been busy with government affairs recently, and he is afraid that he will not be able to come over." The **** who passed the message carefully said this sentence and buried his head.

“Government is busy?” Qian Xiaoyi smiled and laughed at herself. “The emperor can go to Xihe Palace on a daily basis. I am going to the Changtian Tower of Xihe Palace to ask him to come, and the government is busy.”

The people who waited in the room listened to this resentful words, and all the trepidation of the trepidation, the people who said this should not say, and they should not listen.

"You are scared to do what this is doing?" Qian Yiyi looked at a few people lying on the ground, sneer and tried to say, "Get up, it's not Xihe Palace, not so many people stare." ”

"The master, the queen sent you a tonic," a woman standing outside the curtain, whispered, "The Queen Empress said, let you rest."

Qian Yuyi looked at the blurred figure of the curtain outside the palace, and the expression on her face became more and more indifferent: "Reward the person." What is a little tonic, it is difficult for her to be so rare. Nowadays, the palace is up and down around Zhuangluo, even Shugui is to avoid its edge, the Queen rewards her with such a thing, but because of the virtue of the skin.

The palace eunuchs in the house heard the sudden coldness of the master, and inexplicably fought a chill.

As soon as the winter entered the winter, the snow began to break. Sometimes there was heavy snow at night, and the next day was a sunny day. The sun was dazzling, and it didn't make people feel warm.

Zhuang Luozhen stood at the door and watched the sun shine on the white snow. He took a sigh of heat and turned to Yun Xidao behind him: "This palace heard that Qian Qianyi was sick a few days ago, and people were rewarded for something. ”

"The niece is assured, this thing has been done by people," Yun Xi helped Zhuang Luo, "Sin 婢 heard a few days ago, Qian 婉 请 please see the emperor, but was rejected by the emperor, slaves afraid she complained to the goddess you ""

"Women in the harem blame me less?" Zhuang Luo smiled, and the soup in the hand was not high enough to hand the bamboo to the side, and changed to a new one. "They blame the palace to prove that the emperor valued this book." Palace, this woman who has not been hated by the harem is the real sad person."

"This palace is not afraid of her resentment, she is afraid that she will not complain," Zhuang Luo looked at the direction of Changtianlou. "If people have grievances, they will do stupid things, and women who do stupid things will not be able to accommodate the harem." ”

Yun Xi and listening to bamboo heard this, some understand, and some do not understand. However, they did not think about this issue very quickly, because they found that in the snow, the Ming Dynasty’s emperor’s honor guards were heading towards Xihe Palace.

They seem to understand the words of the master. In this harem, nothing compares to the importance of the priest. The emperor can put the master in his heart. Then the other woman is not useful. The emperor is the real master of the harem. He wants Really protect a person, others can't start.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, it was the annual Laba Festival. The emperor took the sacrifices to the gods and ancestors of the heavens, and set up a feast in the palace. The palaces and royals of all grades can participate in this feast. The royal family and officials who were valued by the emperor had already received the royal glutinous porridge of the emperor before noon, and the banquet was also a face-faced person.

There were a lot of rules on the banquet, so Zhuanglu won the franchise without having to participate in those rules, and only appeared on the back banquet when he opened the seat.

Laba porridge is very sticky, just sitting can smell the sweet scent in the bowl. The cockroach waiting for the cockroach is first tasted with a spoon. After a while, Zhuangluo picked up the spoon and used the porridge. Because there was a small stove under the tray of the bowl, the porridge was still hot, but the Zhuangluo had some taste and no taste.

After having a child, she prefers hot and sour food. Because she is afraid of the baby in the abdomen, she will eat a small bowl of goose egg pearls every day, but these tastes are in line with her heart, better than this savory cauldron.

The meaning of the move a few spoonfuls, there is not much left in the small bowl of porridge, it seems that the person who arranged the banquet early to find out her taste, this porridge is probably the meaning.

Putting down the white porcelain spoon, Zhuang Luo took over the tea mouth on the bamboo, and tried to clean the corner of the mouth.

"But it doesn't suit the girl's appetite?" Jiang Xianyu, who sat next to her, saw Zhuangluo like this, and lowered her voice and worried, "Would you like to give you a dish of plums to suppress the stomach."

"Nothing, you don't have to worry," Zhuang Luozhen smiled at Jiang Xianxi. "It's just that I don't really like to use sticky things. When I go back to the palace, the kitchen people can do something."

Jiang Xianyu also knows that this is a banquet. It is not easy to be swayed. He said: "This is good. If the maiden is uncomfortable, it will be that there will be no opinion when he retreats from the emperor earlier. Be careful of himself." Yin Xian has stood behind Zhuangluo, naturally, and does not want Zhuangluo to make a little bit of trouble with the children in her belly.

"I have used some things before coming, but I am not hungry at this moment," Zhuang Luo squinted at the top of the emperor. "It’s snowing today, I think the emperor won’t leave you for too long."

After she said this, she looked down from the opposite side. Sitting there, Mrs. Zhuang’s wife, although she could not see the expression of the dealer’s wife, she could feel that Mrs. Zhuang looked in this direction from time to time. It is a pity that the original body of the body has been fragrant and ruined, and this heart of the mother is abolished.

The banquet came to an end, and the first one sitting on the top stood up and looked at the various officials below. Shen Sheng said: "The time is not early, all the adults will return."

Standing in front of Gao Dezhong heard the words further, Yang said: "Hey!"

Suddenly the officials at the banquet were all smashed down. The entire hall was quiet and there was no sound. The emperor’s liberty and sturdy squatting stood beside him. Some thoughts, this is the power of the imperial power.

"knock!"

"Good again!"

"Get up!"

"My emperor is long lived!"

The courtiers sent the emperors to the emperors and left, and then stood up and walked slowly.

Mrs. Zhuang held the hand of her daughter. She looked at the harem in front of the carriage. "Zhao Yu Niang is now pregnant, I don't know how to live in the harem?" When Zhuang Zhuang came into the palace, the monk was crazy. These days, both of them are dead now, but her daughter is trapped in the mire of the harem.

"Mothers don't have to worry about it. In the days before the daughter-in-law went to the Guangning Bofu to attend the banquet, it was very polite to wait for the daughter-in-law to be a daughter-in-law. This is because the Zhaozhao maidens gave the daughters a few thin faces," said Zhuang Jiaer, who helped the old lady. The carriage, I also accompanied the carriage, and opened the curtain for the old lady, so that she can see the direction of the harem. "Now the maiden is pregnant, and the emperor loves it, the mother is relieved."

"The emperor's heart is unpredictable. Today, I don't know what it is like today. The people in the harem are complicated. The heart of the maiden is simple. I was afraid because of the cold for a while." The old lady couldn't say unlucky words and sighed. With a sigh of relief, "Put the curtain down. The more it hurts, the more uncomfortable I have in my heart. As long as the maiden is safe, I will not ask for anything."

The banker’s daughter said that she would put down the curtain and comfort her mother-in-law. When she entered the door, the little girl had entered the palace, and she was not soft. After the news that she was left out of the emperor, the people of the whole government were frightened and scared, and one of the father-in-law’s mothers was still stunned. Later, the little prince was re-purchased, and the niece was dead, and the house was truly peaceful.

The mother-in-law’s worries, she understands, although the younger sister is now in the position of aunt, and there is a dragon in the belly, but with the king as a tiger, if lost, it is no longer a disaster.

The group returned to Zhuang, and the next morning, they won the emperor's reward.

Although there are not many rewards, the imperial eunuchs of the emperor are accompanied by the emperor's close-knit eunuchs. The people who accompany the propaganda and the Xihe Palace, after the bookmakers took over the purpose, they smiled and left to eat tea and the Shoubao.

Fu Bao looked at the Zhuang Daren and Mrs. Zhuang who were sitting in person. They said: "Zhuang Daren is not welcome. Before the slaves come, the Niangniang lets the slaves tell the adults. Everything is good, the adults and the ladies don't have to worry, please both of you. take care."

Mrs. Zhuang rubbed the tears in her eyes. "Thank you for the lady’s thoughts, and ask the father-in-law to turn to our request. As long as the goddess is good, we will be full of heart."

Mrs. Fu Bao’s eyes were red, and he comforted a few words. Sitting next to the prophetic **** is Gao Dezhong apprentice, has been smiling, not a little arrogant, he stood up and said: "I heard that the plum blossoms in the garden of Zhuang adults are very good, I wonder if people can take the slaves to see?" It is a chance to give a few people a private conversation.

Zhuang adults were busy letting Zhuang Daxiao personally accompany him, leading the person to the garden, and stuffed a very heavy pocket.

The banker's people are very disciplined. They don't ask what Fubao shouldn't ask. They only ask how Zhuangluo's life is on weekdays. Is there anyone in the palace who is embarrassed? Is the fetus in the abdomen healthy?

Fubao answered one by one, and added: "The emperor stayed at the empress's house last night, saying that the goddess did not see her parents for a long time, and said that it is not easy for you to raise the goddess. This morning, people made a reward and made a special decision. The slaves followed, this is the grace of the emperor."

Mrs. Zhuang stuffed a stack of silver tickets to Fubao: "The emperor valued the empress, it is the blessing of the goddess, and the dealers thanked the emperor for the grace. These silver tickets also invited the father to the empress, the expenses in the palace are not small, please ask the empress. Self." Although she knows that her daughter is not lacking, she always wants to give her more things, and her heart is practical.

Fubao could not, just had to pick it up. After talking for a while, Fu Bao got up and said: "Adult, madam, slaves should go back to the palace. It has been a long time, and it is always bad."

Zhuang Daren and Mrs. Zhuang had to personally send a group of people out of the house, watching the far-moving carriage, Mrs. Zhuang’s tears flowed out again. 2k novel reading network