Chapter 217 When will the sorrow of accompanying you end?
Yang Yuhuan and Yin Yu stayed in Bachuan Market for three days.
During the three days, the two girls went to listen to opera every day and ate all kinds of stir-fried dishes in Zhou's restaurant.
Being bored on the street, they rented a boat and traveled around Bachuan Lake and Pavilions, taking in the endless scenery.
What makes them feel most comfortable is that there is no curfew in Bachuan Market. Even if they go out at night, the streets are lit with colorful lights.
At the end of the moon, sitting on the terrace of a restaurant, listening to the actors on the stage singing operas, and blowing the cool breeze from the lake, one can't help but feel that living in Bachuan is more comfortable than in Chang'an.
Three days later, the two girls reluctantly left Bachuan.
Yin Yu went to Zhou's house to talk to Yu Junniang, while Yang Yuhuan returned to Xingqing Palace in a carriage.
Stepping into the palace gate, the originally bright sunshine became much darker.
There were few people in the huge palace, and the servants even spoke in whispers, for fear of shocking the nobles.
Yang Yuhuan came to the garden, first looked back at the direction of the gate, then looked at the beautiful flowers in the garden, and asked the chamberlain beside him: "Will the saint come back today?"
The chamberlain said: "The affairs of the DPRK are very busy, and I am afraid that Your Majesty will not be able to come back in the next few days."
Yang Yuhuan frowned and said to himself: "It has been five days. Is there so much business in the court?"
After saying that, Yang Yuhuan sighed softly and returned to the room. While teasing the Lingnan snow parrot given to her by the Yang sisters, she asked: "You stay in the cage all day, don't you want to go out?"
The snow parrot tilted its head, looked at Yang Yuhuan, and said imitatively: "I want to go out, I want to go out!"
Yang Yuhuan smiled and said: "Then let me ask you, why hasn't Sanlang come back yet?"
Snow Parrot: "I won't come back!"
Yang Yuhuan: "Then I go find him, okay?"
Snow Parrot: "Okay!"
Yang Yuhuan took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the room, and said to the chamberlain: "Prepare the car, I want to go to the palace!"
When the chamberlain heard this, he hurriedly said: "My dear concubine, this is not appropriate..."
Yang Yuhuan interrupted the other party: "Don't make me waste any more time, prepare the car!"
The waiter's body trembled, and he had to bow in response.
After getting on the carriage again, Yang Yuhuan entered the imperial city. He went to Tai Chi Palace first, but Li Longji was nowhere to be found. He asked the ministers and internal supervisors, but no one knew.
Someone advised the concubine that it would be better to go back first and wait for the news.
Although Yang Yuhuan has a gentle temperament, he has a stubborn temper and will not change his determination easily.
She wondered if Li Longji had gone to the residence of other concubines, so she didn't order the carriage to be diverted to the inner garden.
Entering the palace street of the inner garden, the eunuchs in the palace bureau were shocked when they saw Yang Yuhuan's chariot, turned around and wanted to run away.
When Yang Yuhuan saw this, he shouted angrily, sent his entourage to catch him, and escorted him to the front.
The eunuch knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty."
Yang Yuhuan stared at him and asked coldly: "Why did you run away?"
Eunuch: "No...nothing."
Yang Yuhuan: "You bitch slave! If you dare to lie again, you will be beaten to death on the spot!"
The eunuch kept knocking his head on the ground, and there were constant banging sounds on the bricks. He didn't even notice that his forehead was broken, but even so, he still refused to say a word.
Looking at the pool of blood on the bricks, Yang Yuhuan frowned in disgust, becoming even more suspicious, and ordered the carriage to proceed to the Inner Palace Forbidden Garden.
After walking through a long palace road, Yang Yuhuan, who was sitting on the carriage, faintly heard the woman's cry.
She opened the curtain, pointed to the direction where the crying came from, and asked her entourage: "Where is that?"
The entourage said: "Going back to the Imperial Palace, it's the Caixuanyuan."
Yang Yuhuan was startled, his expression changed instantly, and he said, "Go there and have a look!"
The carriage arrived at the gate of the selection yard. Yang Yuhuan got out of the car. Before he entered the gate, he saw young women standing outside the gate.
Among them, there are Tang girls, Hu girls, daughters from officials' families, and young wives from farmers' families.
Yang Yuhuan's hands and feet were cold, so he threw away the support of the accompanying chamberlain and stepped into the courtyard trembling.
In the courtyard, many young ladies cried loudly. Some said they wanted to go home, some said they were engaged, and some even said they had a husband and a baby at home.
A short and fat chamberlain stood in the middle of the courtyard and shouted to the women in the courtyard: "Why are you crying! Being selected into the palace is a blessing you have earned over several lifetimes! If you are favored by a saint, you will be rewarded.
If you step up, the whole family will benefit from it!"
Yang Yuhuan stood behind the fat eunuch and glared angrily. The latter continued unconsciously: "Those who are from a lower background, don't feel inferior. The selection of saints always does not look at family status or status, regardless of high or low, just
Talent, appearance and appearance. In other words, as long as you are good-looking and have a graceful figure, you will have a chance to be favored by the Holy One."
The entourage around Yang Yuhuan couldn't bear to listen and coughed lightly.
When the fat chamberlain heard this, he turned around and saw Yang Guifei's angry face. He was stunned on the spot for a moment, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.
Yang Yuhuan ignored him, walked up to a young woman in cloth who was crying non-stop, and asked, "Where is your home?"
The young girl in common clothes saw that Yang Yuhuan was dressed luxuriously and was shocked to see him as a man of heaven. Knowing that Yang Yuhuan had an extraordinary identity, she replied: "Yuezhou."
Yang Yuhuan: "Jiangnan East Road? It's such a long way, who brought you here?"
The commoner girl: "There is a high official who says he is a bird...a flower."
An older silk lady next to her said, "Flower and Bird Envoy."
Yang Yuhuan asked: "What is a flower and bird envoy?"
Silk Luo Woman: "Flower and Bird Envoys are the selection officials. Every year, the saint sends them to travel around to select the most beautiful women in the world and summon them to the deep palace."
Yang Yuhuan: "Is this the case every year?"
The commoner girl said: "Last year, the eldest sister in the family was attracted by the official, and she got into the cart and never came back. This year, it was supposed to be the second sister. She refused to die and cut her face with a knife, so she had to kill me.
Came in as a replacement."
When Yang Yuhuan heard this, he was furious and asked the other women: "You were all kidnapped by the flower and bird messenger?!"
Most of the women in the courtyard nodded and cried and begged.
Yang Yuhuan turned to the chamberlains and shouted: "Where is your Majesty now?!"
The servants were frightened and knelt down to beg for mercy.
Yang Yuhuan: "If you don't tell me...Okay! I'll go find him myself!"
Li Longji was sitting in the middle hall of Shen Gong Xingyuan at this time, looking at the six selection girls who had just been brought in, nodded and said: "Yes, the girls selected this year are indeed much better than in previous years."
Li Longji picked up the pen, looked at the six show cards on the table, thought for a moment, drew a circle on two of them, and said: "These two women are the best, circle them as palace concubines, and the rest will serve as palace maids first."
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Before he finished speaking, the waiter's shouts and begging for mercy came from outside the door.
Li Longji said displeasedly: "Who is so bold as to dare to make a noise here?"
A nearby attendant volunteered to take a look, but he ran back a short time later with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Before Li Longji could speak, he saw Yang Yuhuan standing at the door with an angry look on his face.
As if he couldn't believe his eyes, Li Longji opened his mouth slightly, stood up helplessly, and muttered: "Why are you here?"
Yang Yuhuan entered the hall with a sullen face. He first looked at the six women standing there, then at the six show cards on the desk, and asked coldly: "Sanlang is really in good spirits."
Seeing that there were others in the hall, Li Longji felt regretful, but he could not show it on his face. He could only pretend to be calm and shouted loudly: "I am the emperor, how dare you, a woman, make irresponsible remarks...?"
Hearing this, Yang Yuhuan felt bitter in his heart. He rushed to the desk, smashed all the pen and inkstones on it, and asked loudly: "Sanlang once said, he only loves Yuhuan, so why did he send the flowers and birds?"
Are you going around kidnapping people and harming women?"
Li Longji was furious when he heard this and shouted at Yang Yuhuan: "How dare you! How dare you talk to me like this?! Your position as a noble concubine and the honor of the Yang family are all given by me! Don't do it!"
Relying on the Holy Family, you dare to do whatever you want. If I can pamper you today, I can divorce you tomorrow!"
Hearing these words, Yang Yuhuan felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She never expected that Saburo, who always talked about being devoted in the past, would actually say such cruel words.
Yang Yuhuan cried and said: "I originally thought that Sanlang was different from other men. It was a good match that Yuhuan had accumulated in his previous life... Now it seems that the love words in the past are just lies."
After speaking, Yang Yuhuan turned and left, leaving Li Longji standing there angry and annoyed.
On the second day, there was an edict in the palace. The imperial concubine was jealous and arrogant, which offended the saint, so he ordered her to return to the throne of her brother Yang.
After receiving the order, Yang Yuhuan packed his bags without any hesitation, left Xingqing Palace in a carriage, and entered his cousin Yang Wei's house.
A few days later, the three sisters of the Yang family, Mrs. Han Guo, Mrs. Guo Guo and Mrs. Qin Guo, heard the order and eagerly found Yang Yuhuan and persuaded him to admit his mistake to the saint and return to the palace as soon as possible.
Yang Yuhuan had a sad look on his face, looking at the snow parrot in the cage without saying a word.
The eldest sister, Mrs. Korea, said: "With your high status, how can you live in a relative's house for a long time? How can you feel comfortable here in the palace because it is so simple?"
Yang Yuhuan: "I've only been here for a few days, and you came to drive me away. Chang'an is so big that there is no place for me to stand?"
Sister Yang hurriedly said: "Sister, I'm stupid, that's not what I meant."
The third sister, Mrs. Guo Guo, said again: "The saint is the emperor. Let me ask you, in the past dynasties, which king has not had three palaces and six courtyards, with groups of concubines? The noble concubine is really harsh on your majesty."
Yang Yuhuan glanced at the third sister and said in a deep voice: "Others regard the saint as the emperor, but I treat Sanlang as my husband. How do you understand the relationship between this?"
The third sister Yang lowered her head, with annoyance on her face.
Sister Yang added: "As the noble concubine said, a saint is a husband and you are a wife. It is normal for a husband to occasionally go out and have fun and have a romantic relationship, so why bother to admit it to death?"
Yang Yuhuan: "There are men in the world who are willing to be true to their love, even if they don't even give up their lives, just to stay with the woman they love for the rest of their lives; there are also heartless men who regard their wives as nothing more than anything else, and only care about her for a moment..."
Hearing this, the eldest sister of the Yang family was shocked and turned pale. She quickly waved her hand towards Yang Yuhuan and said, "How dare you slander the saint? This is an exaggeration. Don't say it again."
The third sister of the Yang family also looked surprised and said to Yang Yuhuan: "I am afraid that the imperial concubine has read too many opera scripts. The emperor is so noble, how can she be compared with the men in the opera?"
At this moment, a servant sang a message outside the door, and Gao Lishi, the chamberlain, arrived.
The three Yang sisters looked happy and said to Yang Yuhuan: "The general is here! The saint must be worried about you and come to take you back to the palace!"
Gao Lishi entered the courtyard and came to Yang Yuhuan. He said that since the imperial concubine left the palace, His Majesty had not thought about food and tea, and had sent back the selected beautiful women, waiting for the imperial concubine to return.
Yang Yuhuan's face was uncertain, but he remained silent.
The Yang sisters were very anxious when they saw this.
The eldest sister of the Yang family urged: "Even if the imperial concubine doesn't miss you, she should always think of the Yang family more, right? The Yang family's status today is all thanks to the saint. If you lose the favor, not only the imperial concubine will be lost in the future.
If you rely on it, all the efforts of the Yang family will be in vain!"
Hearing this, Yang Yuhuan turned around, first glanced at the snow parrot in the cage, with a sad expression on his face, and then said to Gao Lishi: "Let me clean up, and then follow the general back to the palace."