Whether Qian Moduo passed Qi Kuan's words to Ling Ruo's ears as Xianyue expected, Xianyue has no way of knowing. However, on September 19th, Ling Ruo summoned all the girls to come together to enjoy the chrysanthemums in the imperial garden. Although this meeting
It was autumn, but the palace gardener had cultivated many chrysanthemums of different colors, which looked quite pleasing to the eye.
After looking around, everyone came to the pavilion and sat down. Mrs. Gao diligently peeled a kumquat and handed it to Ling Ruo's hand: "Empress, please try this batch of kumquats. They are sweet and juicy.
It tastes better than the previous batches.”
Ling Ruo took a piece and tasted it, nodded and said: "It's really good, not like the one the Ai family had last time, which was so sour that it made people frown." After that, he added: "You all should try it too, don't look at it.
Let the Ai family eat alone. Shuixiu, the second elder brother likes to eat oranges, please give him some more."
The girls knelt down to express their gratitude, each took one in their hands and peeled it slowly. Yong Lian took a kumquat from Shui Xiu's hand and stopped taking it. He shook his head and said, "Grandma Huang, one is enough for your grandson.
If it’s not enough, ask Grandma Huang for more.”
"Okay, it's up to you." Ling Ruo liked Yong Lian's cleverness very much, especially after he peeled it open and broke an orange into four parts. After passing it to Ling Ruo and Mingyu, he also handed one to himself.
Shuiyue, who had watched him grow up, raised her eyebrows and said, "Auntie, you should also try it. Whatever the imperial grandmother said is delicious must be delicious."
Shui Yue shook her head repeatedly and said: "Second brother, you're welcome, you can just eat it yourself."
No matter what Shui Yue said, Yong Lian refused to take back his hand, leaving Shui Yue wondering what to do. Ling Ruo said, "Shui Yue, since the second elder brother is interested, just take it."
After hearing what Ling Ruo said, Shui Yue thanked her and took it. After she said it was delicious, Yong Lian started to eat it himself. Although there was only a small half left, he was very happy with it.
Mrs. Fucha curled her lips aside, full of disdain. At this time, the clouds that originally covered the sky dispersed, allowing the autumn sun to shine down again, dispelling the original darkness.
Mrs. Fucha took the opportunity to please her: "Earlier, I was worried that it would rain on this gloomy day. Unexpectedly, the clouds dispersed and the sky opened. It seems that even God did not want to disturb the emperor's interest in admiring the chrysanthemums."
After that, she pushed Yong Huang beside her and said, "Didn't you say before that you thought of a poem about chrysanthemums? Tell the imperial grandmother quickly."
Yong Huang was stunned for a while before nodding, walked up to Ling Ruo, and chanted nervously: "Orchids are both spring blooms, and chrysanthemums are blooming in autumn. They are fragrant and full of grass, and their colors are gorgeous. Which one is fragrant, and becomes more and more fragrant in the quiet."
There's nothing wrong with memorizing the whole poem, but it's just that it's a little dry because I'm too nervous, and it doesn't sound that comfortable.
"The Ai family remembers this poem, which is "Lan Que Ming" by Wang Shuzhi, a poet of the Jin Dynasty. Yonghuang, was this poem taught to you by the master of Nan Shufang?"
"The words of the emperor's grandmother were read by the grandson himself in the book." Yong Huang replied in a dignified manner. After his words fell, Fucha added: "The emperor's mother didn't know something, Yong Huang.
The child works very hard. After class every day, he
I read and compose in my study, often sitting there for most of the day. Sometimes my son-in-law called for dinner, but he turned a deaf ear, and I had to take the book away from him. Sometimes my son-in-law even felt that he was comparing himself to the book.
I still want to kiss my son."
Ling Ruo glanced at her and said calmly: "Did the Ai family ask you anything?"
Mrs. Fucha was stunned. She originally wanted to take the opportunity to impress Yong Huang in front of Ling Ruotong, but she didn't expect to be met with such a sentence. She said sarcastically: "I'm too talkative. Please forgive me."
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Ling Ruo beckoned Yong Huang to him, took his hand, gently touched the thin calluses on his fingers that were worn away from writing for a long time, and said in a cold voice: "If you really like to read and learn, then of course you should
Okay, I'm afraid someone is forcing him to read some books that he doesn't want to read or memorize. After all, Yonghuang is only seven years old and is still a child, so don't push him too hard. Concubine Zhe, what do you think?
no?"
Mrs. Fucha didn't understand why she suddenly said such a thing, so she smiled and said, "What Huang's mother said is that my son and ministers also tried to persuade him not to stay in the house all day, so that he could walk around."
"It's best this way. Some things are not yours if they are not yours. It is useless to force things that are destined. Knowing one's duty clearly is the most important thing." After saying these seemingly inexplicable words, Ling Ruo lowered his head and said.
: "Yonghuang, do you like oranges?"
Yong Huang glanced at the few kumquats left on the plate and nodded. Seeing this, Ling Ruo took one and peeled it himself, then handed it to Yong Huang, took it and ate it slowly."
"Thank you, Grandma Huang." Yong Huang bowed politely, took the orange from her hand, and then retreated to Fucha's side, eating one piece at a time. Until all the oranges were finished, Yong Huang didn't have any.
Thinking of sharing it with others, Ling Ruo secretly took in all this without saying anything. As for Fucha, she was still thinking about what Ling Ruo meant by what she just said.
After sitting for a while, Ling Ruo stroked her forehead and said, "I'm too old to be able to do it. I've only been sitting for such a long time and I feel tired. That's all. The Ai family is going back to the palace first. You guys can sit here for a while longer."
Hearing this, Mrs. Gao quickly said: "Empress, why don't you ask your son to accompany you back to the palace?"
Ling Ruo's eyes swept over Xianyue, who had been silent since just now, "No need, just let Concubine Xian accompany the Ai family back home. If you two like any pots of chrysanthemums in this garden, let the palace attendants bring them to you.
This flower in your palace will bloom well only if someone appreciates it."
Mrs. Gao glanced at Xianyue who was supporting Ling Ruo, endured the displeasure in her heart, and joined the other girls to send off Ling Ruo who had already stood up.
Not to mention the thoughts of Gaoshi and others, after Ling Ruo left the imperial garden, she said to Xiayue next to her: "Did you tell someone about Concubine Zhe to Qian Moduo?"
Xianyue's heart tightened, and she pretended to be confused and said: "I don't understand what the emperor means. What happened to Concubine Zhe? What does it have to do with Manager Qian?"
Ling Ruo smiled slightly and said: "Xiangyue, you are a smart woman, and you know something about the fight between me and your aunt. I have been fighting with her for thirty years. Do you think I will ignore it?"
Did you use any of your tricks?"
Xianyue's hands trembled slightly. Although they soon returned to normal, Ling Ruo still felt something. She turned around and walked to a camellia that was in full bloom. After leaning over and taking a deep sniff, Ling Ruo picked it.
The next dark pink camellia was pinned to Xianyue's temple, and she looked at it and said: "Although the camellia is beautiful, it is not as beautiful as Concubine Xian."
Xianyue endured the fear in her heart, lowered her head and said: "The emperor's mother is so arrogant, I really can't afford it."
"The Ai family is telling the truth." After walking up again, Ling Ruo said slowly: "Since you know that Concubine Zhe has this intention, you should probably tell the Ai family directly. Why do you need to use such roundabout ways?"
Xianyue lowered her head and said, "I know I was wrong. I was also afraid that the emperor would misunderstand me, so I..."