In the following days, there was a series of names of Shu Mulu, which made the people who originally wanted to laugh at her being carried back intact to the Jingshifang on the first night tightly shut their mouths and did not dare to say a word.
In the Chengqian Palace, Ling Ruo was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard. There was a chessboard staggered horizontally and vertically in front of her, with the black and white chess pieces lying quietly in their respective chess boxes.
The spring light at the end of April has gradually faded away, and the cherry blossom trees have gradually lost their petals, leaving only the lush leaves.
Flowers will bloom again when they fall, but that's not the case for people. When people get old, they get old, and there will never be a day when they can regain their youth. She is already thirty-eight this year. No matter how well she takes care of her, no matter how kindly she is treated by the years, she will not be able to regain her youth.
Compared with those young women in their prime.
Yinzhen had been browsing Shumulu's brand for four days in a row. Except for the first night at her place, she had not even seen Yinzhen's face in the remaining days.
Sometimes, she couldn't help but wonder if Yinzhen was tired of looking at her face? After all, she was never the person that Yinzhen cared about most...
"Master, Lord Tong is here." Yang Hai's voice woke Ling Ruo out of her thoughts. She looked up and saw Tong Jia standing a few steps away. When she saw her looking at her, she knelt down and saluted, "Your Majesty.
I have met Concubine Xi."
Her voice, like her person, exudes arrogance and makes people feel inaccessible, but Ling Ruo knows that hidden under this arrogance is a pure heart, which is difficult to see in the harem.
of.
Ling Ruo waved her over, then pushed the white chess piece in front of her and said, "Let's get started, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Tong Jiashi responded softly, picked up a white chess piece with her fingers and placed it in the upper left corner of the chessboard. Whenever she played chess, she always liked to start here. Ling Ruo had played against her many times and never had any surprises.
In today's game of chess, Ling Ruo was a little absent-minded from the beginning. He placed the wrong pieces several times, causing the chess piece to be completely defeated and unable to be saved.
Seeing that she was about to win the chess game, Tong Jia stopped her hand, looked at Ling Ruo and said, "Is the queen worried?"
Although his voice was as cold as usual, Ling Ruo heard a trace of concern in it, shook his head and said: "It's nothing, I just can't concentrate today. I originally wanted to play a few more games with Tong Guiren, but now it seems that I won't be able to play anymore."
It’s also a loss, so let’s wait for the day of defeat.”
Tong Jia was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Mother, are you thinking about the emperor?"
Ling Ruo was a little surprised that she would ask such an unabashed question, but then she felt that it was in line with her temperament. She stood up and looked at the tall cherry blossom tree and said, "Why do you ask this? Is it written on my face?"
"No, I'm just guessing." Tong Jia stood up with her, "But judging from the look on my face, I must have guessed correctly."
Ling Ruo smiled and said: "If Mr. Tong could use these thoughts on the emperor, the situation today would not be the same."
"I like your Majesty." Tong Jia suddenly said this. Ling Ruo turned her head in surprise, wondering why she said this to her. After a while, she said: "If I like it, why..."
"Why does it seem so indifferent?" Tong Jia raised her head and looked at the cherry blossoms among the countless green leaves and said: "It is because I like it that I don't want to use my thoughts on the emperor. Your Majesty doesn't feel like using my thoughts on the person she likes.
Are the psychological tricks pathetic?"
Ling Ruo thought she knew enough about Tong Jia, but now she realized that her understanding was still superficial, "But if you don't use it, you will always be left out. Is this okay?"
Tong Jiashi shook her head and said: "I don't know. I only hope that the emperor is good. As long as he is good, even if you just take a look at it from a distance, it will be good for me." Her face is very beautiful, especially her profile.
, not a single flaw can be found, and she is even more beautiful than the Liu family.
After staring for a long time, Ling Ruo sighed softly, "It's a pity that these emperors don't know."
Tong Jiashi lowered her head and smiled. Leng Ao seemed to melt at this moment and disappeared, "As long as I know it in my heart, it's fine."
Ling Ruo also laughed, "Unexpectedly, although I am many years older than you, I am not as open-minded as you on this matter. I am really ashamed."
Tong Jiashi shook her head and said: "It's not that the empress is inferior to me, it's that the empress is trapped deeper than me. Her joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are all tied up by the emperor, and it's difficult to extricate herself."
"Maybe." Ling Ruo closed her eyes and said, "What about you? Why do you like the emperor?"
A rare blush appeared on Tong Jia's face, and she whispered: "When I was still in the boudoir, I heard many things about the emperor. It was said that he and the Thirteenth Master went south to raise money for disaster relief.
After taking charge of the Household Department, he was under pressure to recover owed money from ministers, etc. Therefore, in the hearts of my concubines, the emperor is a great hero who stands upright."
Her words brought back a long-lasting memory in Ling Ruo. It was when Yinzhen went south to raise money. She went to the palace to see Kangxi, and met Nalan Meier. Nalan Meier donated money to Yinzhen, the salt official and salt merchant.
His methods were extremely shameful, and he was even accused of being unscrupulous.
Nalan Meier has known Yinzhen for more than ten years, but she doesn't know her as well as Tong Jia Xiaotong, who has never met Yinzhen. Fortunately, Yinzhen has not been able to let her go for so many years, which is really ironic.
Tong Jia didn't see Ling Ruo speak, so she couldn't help but ask: "What are you thinking about?"
Ling Ruo said casually: "It's nothing. I suddenly thought of some old things, and noble Tong may not be interested in telling them."
Knowing that she was willing to continue talking, Tong Jia said: "Many things become more and more annoying the more I think about them. It's better for me to look away from them."
"I also want to, but I can't help it." After saying this, she took a long breath and said: "But after talking to Mr. Tong for a while, I feel that I am in a better mood. Is Mr. Tong interested in accompanying me again?
Will I play a game of chess?"
"Your Majesty invites you, I will obey your orders." Tong Jia said in a rare joke. Although she was proud and proud, she still hoped for someone to talk to her. Concubine Xi was undoubtedly the only one besides the people around her.
Someone who has something to say. Although she doesn't understand why Concubine Xi looks at her differently, this does not prevent her from having a good impression of Concubine Xi.
The two of them played until nearly noon before breaking up the chess game. In the afternoon, after Ling Ruo asked a few questions about Hongli's homework, he sat in the warm pavilion and continued to embroider the money bag for Hongli. Now more than half of the dragon body had been embroidered.
, with only half a tail missing, Ling Ruo planned to make another set of clothes, and then give them to Hongli as a birthday gift when he turns sixteen.
When she was immersed in embroidery, a shadow fell above her head, blocking the sunlight coming from the window. She looked up and found Yinzhen standing in front of her. She was startled. When she wanted to get up, she was held captive by Yinzhen.
Hold your shoulders firmly and say, "Just sit down."