Speaking of this, Xue Po suddenly thought of something and snorted, "Concubine De Mu can have a rest this year, but I'm afraid that others won't be able to calm down?"
I looked at her expression, thought about it for a moment, and finally understood: Ever since the emperor adopted Xie's Yu Niang as his concubine, although he was favored by the emperor and hated a lot of people, he also gradually became more and more dissatisfied with Xun Fangyi who suppressed Li Ronghua and others.
Not only did he take her out of the Buddhist hall, but he also gave her a place to live in the Chang'an Palace, where the sun was shining brightly, the warmth was nurturing.
The concubines were summoned in the middle of each month, either Xun's or Xie's. And on the Winter Solstice Festival, Xun's wife was named Jieyu, and she was allowed to take charge of the throne according to the example of the moon mirror. It really made the whole palace look at her with suspicion.
Compared with Xu Xiaoyi, whose father and brother had made meritorious services, and Mao Guifei, who had the longest seniority, even the Queen Mother asked about her a few days ago and ordered her to co-organize the New Year's Day festival with Mao Guifei this year.
I was also present at that time, and I saw with my own eyes the unconcealed ecstasy under Xun Jieyu's respectful expression, as well as Yue Jing's pale face and Li Ronghua's uncontrollable resentment.
The beauties in the palace are like flowers, but there is not a day when they do not compete with the other beauties.
And soon, the people in the palace discovered that it was definitely not easy to decide whether Xun Jieyu could do it or not. As soon as he took office, he dealt with several old people who wanted to work in secret. They checked every account and did not allow any fooling.
Of course, her behavior caused a lot of conflict, and she made a mistake while busy and almost eliminated the trouble during the Laba Festival. Just when everyone thought that her favor and the right to be an associate were in danger, she suddenly reported Li Ronghua's instructions.
Something happened to the palace maids, disrupting the order of the harem. Listing all the big and small things in these days, the personal and material evidence pointed to Li. Although it cannot be said that the evidence is ironclad, everyone knows that it is inseparable. So, regardless of Li
How to hold the little Di Ji and cry, but the emperor still demoted her to Jing concubine and grounded her until the Chinese New Year. He also said that next time, Di Ji will be taken to the Queen Mother to save such a bad mother.
He also gave birth to a child. At the same time, he also promoted Xie, who had just taken over Ronghua, to assist the Xun family in governing the board, making sure no more mistakes were made.
These things caused quite a stir, and even the Sanshou Palace had a lot of impact. For example, the blood swallows specially provided for the heart and lungs of Concubine Duanmu in winter were not supplied for several days. I couldn't bear to take Ruyi personally.
My aunt went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to question her, but all she got in exchange was a bunch of jokes and some mediocre Bai Yan.
This kind of behavior really makes me very angry. It has always been the case that the queen mother and concubine have not been revoked even in wars. The filial piety is there. What's more, the body of Concubine Duan... has become increasingly weak in the past one or two years, and she can't even calm down.
Concubine Demu, for example, would sigh and wipe away her tears behind her back when seeing her weakening breathing, and sigh and talk about the fate of the sisters in their lives. I really can't imagine the desolation in Concubine Duanmu's heart when she deprives a poor woman whose life is short in this way.
For this reason, I cannot help but hate Mr. Xun. Even if the mistakes in the palace are not your fault, even if you do not deliberately make things difficult. How can you ignore it? How can I say that Concubine Duanmu also enlightened and helped you, but you just don't remember it.
Well, we also need to remember feelings, right?
But there was nothing I could do. I could only sit quietly in front of the stove and offer her a bowl of soup that was thick and bitter but could not cure her.
Concubine Duanmu's expression softened a lot at this time. She took out the medicine bowl and sighed: "When your sister Wen Yi was here, you also made medicine for me like this." I was busy making fun of her, but I was not good at it.
How could she hide it from Concubine Duanmu? In Rujuan's words: For a person who has been immersed in the palace for half of his life, he only glances at everything and is inseparable. Otherwise, how can he survive today?
Sure enough, after she finished drinking the medicine, she patted my hand and said, "I'm doing well, my concubine. I won't care about any offerings. Don't worry about it either."
My resentment could hardly be suppressed, "But that Mr. Xun is too..."
Concubine Duanmu smiled half-heartedly, "He is still young, and it is normal for him not to be able to control the people below him."
I said angrily: "She is a liar. Isn't this just to trick others into taking advantage of her? She is afraid that the matter will not be big enough. She has no regard for the life and death of others."
Concubine Duan Mu said calmly: "How can the Queen Mother not understand what you already understand? It's a pity that eagerness for quick success will only ruin her own future."
So in the face of Xue Po's nagging complaints, I was silent for a moment, and only gave some dry words to explain. As expected, her troubles did not diminish. When she heard that I wanted to go to take care of Concubine Duan Mu, she did not try to persuade her to stay.
She just asked me to pay her respects on her behalf.
The Chinese New Year was approaching, and people were coming and going in the palace. Many of the emperor's relatives were even summoned to the palace for a meeting. I didn't want to socialize too much, so I walked back to the Sanshou Palace along the cobblestone path that was relatively sparsely populated.
The quiet path was stained with melted snow, a little dirty, and a little slippery. Xiaoyun followed me cautiously, instead of supporting me as Ruxiu did.
Ruxiu, since she left, I have never dreamed of her once, but after the first few days, I always see her shadow in daily trivial matters. This woman who has been with me for more than ten years but died tragically, finally
It left an indelible mark on my heart.
Although the elders advised me that she was seeking her own death, I still couldn't help thinking that she just made a mistake once and lost her life. In the final analysis, it was just because of the difference in status.
Willow branches are withered everywhere as far as the eye can see, and even if the winter wind blows, they are just swaying stiffly. But when winter comes and spring comes, sooner or later there will be the beauty of weak willows supporting the wind. But Ruxiu, who is in her prime, will never come back.
I was thinking blankly like this, not paying attention to what was behind me, until someone joked: "What are you doing in such a daze with the dead branches and leaves here?"
I was surprised that there was someone behind me, and Xiaoyun already shouted in fright: "Mr. Zhen, why are you here?"
I turned around and saw that it was indeed him, but I hadn't seen him for a year. He had grown a lot taller and was already half a head taller than me. Although he was wearing a bamboo-green t-shirt today, the weathered color on his face was obviously that of a rich man.
Unable to stop it, only the playful look remains the same as before. He is just like the young boy who chased us all over the courtyard, innocent and mischievous.
For a moment, I was a little crazy recalling the past, and I didn't refute him as usual. Zhen Zhiping was at a loss and said: "Why don't you speak? You are stupid, don't say it was me who scared you.
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I was so angry at his words that I came to my senses and said angrily: "If a dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth, you don't expect me to be well."
"Originally, what kind of girl doesn't follow the elders around the fire during the Chinese New Year and find a deserted yard to hang out while you pay homage to the past?" Zhen Zhiping said plausibly.