Xiaopiao hurriedly went in: "Empress, it's not good."
Concubine Zhang was sitting lazily on the chaise longue. Recently, she was in great spirits and in high spirits. She was just waiting for the arrival of the sacrificial ceremony day by day.
"Xiaopiao, why are you doing in a panic? Why is it not good?"
Xiaopiao was outraged: "Empress, Xiaohe actually attacked privately..."
Zhang Jieyu stood up and said, "When did it happen? Didn't I give her instructions? She is not allowed to act without permission?"
"I clearly warned her privately, but she still acted. His Majesty already knew her, and he seemed to have a deep impression of her..."
"How dare this damn bitch make a decision without authorization?"
"Empress, please calm down. Xiaohe will definitely make sense for her to do this. Moreover, since she dares to do it, she must be prepared..."
Zhang Jieyu was also slightly nervous. Xiaohe was not Xiaolian after all. Xiaolian was trained by her own hands, and she had great kindness to Xiaolian, so she helped Xiaolian bury her father and took in Xiaolian. Xiaolian was deeply grateful.
She would never betray her easily; but Xiaohe came from a fireworks place. Although she was trained by her mother, who could guarantee that she had no choice but to be determined?
Somehow, the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became, "Where did Concubine Zuo Shu say?"
"You know that Concubine Zuo Shu is so hot, she didn't say anything. When I saw Yingrong today, I wanted to say hello to her, but she hid from me. Empress, I think Concubine Zuo Shu is deliberately hiding from us...
…”
Concubine Zhang was stunned. At this time, if something went wrong, wouldn’t it be because of a small loss?
She immediately stood up and said, "No, I have to stop Xiaohe. Xiaopiao, you try to meet Xiaohe."
"Okay, I'll do it right away."
The plum blossoms in the imperial garden are all in full bloom, and the fragrance is everywhere. The palace maids and concubines who come to appreciate the flowers are so lively. There is an unwritten unspoken rule here, which is the place where His Majesty often appears.
If you walk around, you might encounter something. Therefore, everyone shows their magical powers - the queen is favored, but you can't stop walking, right? Singing a small song and humming a little tune, maybe your Majesty is attracted.
However, things are often too much. Your Majesty disagreed when he saw that there were too many palace maids who appreciated flowers. He only thought that perhaps the plum blossoms were blooming very well this year, which attracted so many people.
On the contrary, Xiaohe didn't come here.
When everyone shows up, she always stops appearing.
On this day, Xiaopiao finally managed to meet Xiaohe. But seeing that she was dressed neatly, although she was not a gorgeous dress, her attitude and expression had changed greatly. Although Xiaohe still looked very much
She was obedient, but she clearly felt this change.
"Xiaohe, did Concubine Zuo beat you recently?"
She shook her head: "That shrew is still the same as she loses her temper at any time. Look, the injuries on my body have not healed yet."
Xiaopiao took out a bottle of incision medicine: "This is given to you by the Empress, Xiaohe, you are really suffering."
"Thank you, Miss Xiaopiao, please don't worry, I will definitely complete the task."
"Xiaohe, the queen said, this is an extraordinary period. You should not show up first, otherwise you will be discovered by the queen and will drive you out of the palace."
"I know, I will never dare to act rashly."
“That’s good.”
Although it was a secluded place, Xiaopiao was afraid of being seen, so he hurriedly left after a few words of explanation. Xiaohe watched her walk away, and she slowly walked out, looking at Zhaoyang in the dark winter weather.
The palace is a very gorgeous room with carved beams and painted buildings, magnificent and luxurious traces. It is still fresh in memory. It is the trace left by the former favorite concubine Xiao Lian. Here, Concubine Xiao Lian, who was born into a slave, was favored by the time.
Feng Zhaoyi pulled down the horse, and was so angry that Feng Zhaoyi had a miscarriage, was sent to the cold palace, and was expelled from the palace, becoming the first-class imperial concubine... Xiao Lian's legend has disappeared, and the winner is still Feng Zhaoyi - the current Queen Feng!
But who can be the eternal winner in this harem? Why can't Xiao Lian do what she can do? She was born in a brothel and knew men better than ordinary women. She lived in brothels for five or six times when she was a child.
In 2019, although they were redeemed before they could receive customers, they saw every day the nobles and nobles who were in the brothels, princes and grandsons. Each of them had three wives and four concubines in their families, but they would still go to brothels to seek.
It’s nothing more than fun, because men are naturally like this. When they go to brothels, they don’t necessarily get tired of their wives at home. On the contrary, when they go to brothels, their wives and concubines at home are still very favored.
But they still seek excitement - it doesn't matter whether they love or not, it's just a sense of freshness or a nature that pursues excitement. Beauties are around, and no one is Yoshihiko Yoshi. Moreover, society and tradition fully approve and support men's behavior.
This is true for ordinary men, let alone the emperor. Legally, all the women in the harem are his wives and concubines.
She thought that she was one of them, so why couldn't she fight for a reasonable position for herself?
Xiao Lian was extremely debauchery and caused great public outrage. What if it wasn't like Xiao Lian?
She smiled, and the wound behind her was struggling uglyly, causing a vague pain - her jade body, the appearance of the moon and shy flowers, was not for being beaten, but for being pity for others. Since she was redeemed, she has been redeemed.
, she held this belief - she would make a name for herself no matter what, even if she paid all the price.
In the world, what else can be more likely to gain wealth and prosperity than to gain the appreciation of a man with the most powerful?
Whether it is Zhang Jieyu or Zuo Shufei, they have already got enough of what they want. They have never gotten anything.
She reluctantly glanced at the silent Zhaoyang Palace - it is now empty and has no owner yet! Can she become its owner?
Another sunny day.
From the morning, there were many rays of light. The bare trees were covered with a layer of brilliant golden light. The thick snow did not tend to melt. As soon as the sunlight shone, people would never dare to face it.
He was in a strong light, afraid that he would be shot and hurt his eyes.
That's a corner.
Imperial Garden is still a distance away.
Luo Jia did not retreat to the court, but returned to the Ministry of Rites. He rarely passed by.
The wind was cool, and a piece of paper floated out and was falling at his feet.
It was a kind of flower paper from the Southern Dynasty, exuding a faint fragrance. The so-called "Luoyang paper is expensive", only in the Southern Dynasty, such exquisite things were produced. The palaces in the Northern Kingdom used all bamboo slips, but they only started using paper in the past ten years. Source
All from the Southern Dynasty.
Luo Jia spread out the paper, and there was a song "Xizhou Song" on it:
I remember that the plum blossoms went to Xizhou and sent them to the north of the Yangtze River. The single shirt was red with apricots and the hair was chicks. Where was Xizhou? Two oars crossed the bridge.
The sun is shrieking, and the wind blows the black mortar tree. Under the tree is right in front of the door, and the green pearls are dewed in the door. The man who opened the door did not arrive, so he went out to pick red lotus.
In the autumn of the south pond, lotus flowers are over the head. I lower my head to play with lotus seeds, and the lotus seeds are as green as water. Put them in the sleeves of the lotus, and the lotus heart is completely red.
I remember that my arms didn’t arrive, so I looked up at the flying geese. The geese flew all over the western continent, and I looked up at the brothel. The building was high and I couldn’t see it, and the railings were all over the sun.
The railings are twelve curved, and the hands are as bright as jade. The roller shutter is high, and the sea water sways green in the sky. The sea water dreams are endless, and you are sad and I am also sad.
The south wind knows my intentions and blows my dreams in the West.
…………
He held the flower paper, with the delicate and beautiful small calligraphy on it, especially the sentence "Looking down and playing with lotus seeds, the lotus seeds are as green as water", the charm of a girl in the Southern Dynasty is really hard to describe.
He raised his head and looked at the girl with her back facing away from the jungle in front of him. She leaned against the trees. The wind blew her hair up and the flowers in her hand slowly fell.
Black hair, flower paper, that is a painting.
Her whole person is like a moving painting, full of charm, elegant and beautiful, just like the plum blossoms blooming in this season.
"Xiaohe..."
The girl closed her eyes was startled, and immediately opened her eyes and knelt down: "Your Majesty, I am rude, I am rude..."
"You get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The flower note in Luo Jiayangyang's hand: "Is this what you wrote?"
"Yes, it was written by me."
"Well written. Xiaohe, with your talent, you are really wronged to be a palace maid in Yutang. I will definitely arrange a good place for you."
She was overjoyed: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"You get up."
She stood up, lowered her head, and was about to say something else, but she saw that His Majesty had already left. She felt quite uncomfortable, why didn't His Majesty leave and say a few more words?
But he had already read the flower note and noticed a lot of things, didn’t he?
Some methods cannot be used again; however, the techniques are endless, aren’t they?
She smiled, and at this time, the wind blew up her clothes, making a stunning woman full of infinite possibilities in the forest.
She was not in a hurry to walk back, so she stood in the forest and wandered around. This was a secret place, from which you can see many places: the main hall, the jade hall, the Liuli Hall, and the Zhaoyang Hall, which were divided into three directions, all
In sight.
But it's very remote because few people can notice it.
She also discovered it by accident. As soon as she discovered it, she immediately gave up the imperial garden and never fought with the vulgar and vulgar powder again. Moreover, she was free: because Zhang Jieyu was not so able to act at will, Zhang
Concubine Jie is keeping a low profile! The palace maids in Liuli Palace are strictly restricted.
She thought, this was the real opportunity.
On this day, Luo Jia came back early. Fangfei lay on the Yukong, pillowing her head. Because her head hurts slightly, she went to bed early.
Luo Jia went in and saw that she was listless, and hurriedly asked, "Fangfei, are you uncomfortable?"
"I just feel a little dizzy, I'll get better after a night's sleep. Your Majesty, have you used dinner?"
"Not yet. Fangfei, what do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to prepare immediately."
She shook her head: "I don't want to eat anything, you go and eat first."
Luo Jia sat down beside her, reached out to touch her forehead, but she didn't feel hot. But she was still a little worried: "Fangfei, have you been suffering from the cold?"
"Maybe. I woke up early these days and the wind was strong. I guess I was suffering from cold and I was always nauseous and wanted to vomit."
Disgusting and wanting to vomit? Luo Jia was surprised and happy: "Does there be a stupid thing?"
Is there? What? She touched her pulse and shook her head: "Your Majesty, no."
"How could it be not? You've always been a stupid thing."
"Last time, I didn't expect it, so I didn't pay attention. This time, why didn't I know it yet? I'm also a doctor."
"Are you a quack doctor in this regard?"
She rolled her eyes, and Luo Jia immediately ordered the palace servants who were standing: "You all go out and prepare two cups of desserts, and prepare a few side dishes for me, so it doesn't have to be too complicated."
"Yes, your Majesty."
The palace servant stepped down and Luo Jia hugged her: "Little thing, are you exhausted these days? You have to practice morning again and participate in the sacrificial discussion during the day. How can you bear it if you continue like this? Look, morning practice and sacrificial sacrifice.
You can alleviate the matter for a while... No, you have to persist in morning exercises. Only after a long period of time can your body be better.”
Then, aren’t you still not able to rest?
"Let's do this, Fangfei, you won't help me read the memorial in the past few days. I'll do it myself."
She was lazy and couldn't bear it anymore: "Okay."
The two were chatting and laughing. Luo Jiacao had supper and Fangfei drank some desserts, and felt a little energetic. That night, the two were in peace and harmonious. On the second day, Fangfei did not go to practice in the morning and waited for Luo.
When Ga took the morning court, he got up.
Luo Jia's robe was replaced yesterday and placed on the clothes hanger. Today, the palace maid was about to pick it up. She walked over, took off the cloak, shook it, and a piece of flower paper fell off.
She picked it up and saw that it was a fragrant flower note that only women from the Southern Dynasty would use. It was very expensive, indicating that it was the identity of a noble woman. The flower note was also a woman's handwriting, and a few very lingering words:
The sea water dreams are long, and you are sad, and I am sad. The south wind knows my intentions and blows my dreams to the West.
Who gave something to him? His Majesty actually carried it? Look at the paper, it was placed in a cloak, and the creases were still fresh. Who else would give something like His Majesty in this palace?
His Majesty actually took it all the time and brought it back to Lizheng Hall.
She felt like someone was kicked hard in her heart. She sat down slowly and looked carefully with the flower note. It was not Zhang Jieyu, but she knew Zhang Jieyu's handwriting; in addition, there was no such talent in the palace.
It's a woman.
Suddenly, I remembered that in the spoken language of the Southern Dynasty, the red lotus is the lotus. Isn’t this what Xiaohe gave to Your Majesty? This Xizhou song is a folk song from the Southern Dynasty. What did she give to Your Majesty this folk song?
What is your Majesty’s return?
She silently folded the flower papers and put them back as they were.
Yutang.
Yingrong quietly went in: "Empress, Concubine Zhang invites you to drink. I have given you a chance to refuse."
"Okay. I really don't want to have more contact with her."
"We'd better be careful lately. The sacrificial ceremony is coming, and the queen is busy handling all matters. Queen, do you know what this means?"
"What?"
"Sacrifices are grand ceremony, and female relatives were not allowed to intervene. But the queen was able to control everything, which means that His Majesty gave her great power. This is the case for national affairs, let alone the small harem. If we are caught by her again, what kind of handle will we have to be caught by her again?
, At that time, if she really takes action, it will be unfavorable."
Concubine Zuo was shocked: "That slut Xiaohe ran to his Majesty every day to get flirting with his head. If the queen knew about it, wouldn't she blame me? Should we return Xiaohe to Concubine Zhang?"
"No! Zhang Jieyu definitely won't want it. If she wants to take over, wouldn't it mean that Xiaohe is another Xiaolian second generation she has been looking for? She is afraid that the queen will cause trouble for her and will never take over this hot potato."
"What should I do?"
"Open your eyes and close your eyes first. Empress, we have to try to send Xiaohe out of the palace. If the queen really takes action..."
Concubine Zuo Shu was silent: "I have a marriage with the queen, and she may be looking for my handle. What if she holds the handle for her?"
"Miss, don't worry..."
At this time, I heard the shouts from outside: "Empress, I am back."
It was Xiaohe, who was like this every day. He kept being gentle, but after listening to it, it was a great challenge. She was so angry that she opened the door and went out, but when she saw Xiaohe standing with her hands down, she said respectfully: "
What instructions does the Empress have?"
"You don't need you, you go out."
"Xie Niangniang."
The little lotus retreated leisurely.
She worked hard and knew where to meet His Majesty. Since the fall of the Imperial Garden, she had changed directions and allowed the woman who was imitating her to squeeze in.
Concubine Zuo's indulgence on her gave her enough and calm time to carefully plan.
Of course, Zuo Shufei didn't know what she was planning, but she felt strange and disliked her eyes. She stared at her back and wanted to rush up and chop her up.
She angrily said: "Yingrong, I'm suffocating, let's go out for a walk."
"Yes, Empress."
Dusk in the Imperial Garden.
On the first sunny day after spring, the sun shines on the west side and cannot be attached to this cold land. This is a very secluded corner. Zuo Shufei is sulking, so she is unwilling to go to the crowd.
In the place, only Yingrong and another palace maid were brought, and walked along the deep flower trees.