During the Qing Dynasty, ancestral family laws were extremely strict. Even as an emperor, when living in the Forbidden City, there were rules for food and daily life - for example, you had to get up on time every day, and you had to get up and go to court no matter how sleepy you were.
For another example, if the emperor is hungry, he will not be able to have a main meal within the prescribed time period. Of course, snacks between meals are not included in this list.
Although Yinzhen would not be so rigid, if he was really hungry, would he endure the stomachache and change the memorial?
But after all, there were so many ancestral rules lying there, and it was quite annoying for the ceremonial eunuch's eyes to follow him.
In this case, who would be happy to live in the Forbidden City?
In the Old Summer Palace, there is no need to adhere to these rules, but you can put better and more energy into political affairs.
Yinzhen decided that during this so-called summer vacation, he would not return to the Forbidden City until the winter solstice.
He got up, and although he deliberately suppressed the movement of his hands and feet, he still woke up Ji Ling in the bed.
She slept in a daze, rubbed her eyes, propped up half of her body, and said, "Is the emperor going to court already?"
In the Old Summer Palace, the Fourth Master also went to court - the Zhengda Guangming Hall was not just a decoration.
However, Yinzhen did not know what happened to his descendants after his death.
Only Ji Ling, who had traveled from modern times, understood that in fact, in the years that followed, the Old Summer Palace had become the core of power and the center of operation of the Qing Empire.
At this time, Yinzhen listened to Ji Ling asking him, and he hummed in a low voice, and said warmly: "I got up early, and I have my own servants to take care of me. You don't have to toss and toil along with me. Just sleep well for a while. The imperial doctor will give me food every day."
I said it during the pulse examination - the most important thing is that in these first few months, you need to rest as much as possible."
Ji Ling nodded obediently on the pillow and looked at him with a slight smile.
When Yinzhen turned around, she quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned loudly.
Seeing Yinzhen's sober face, Ji Ling couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in her heart: Fourth Master is really a man of action!
Look at this mobility, it’s so powerful!
She remembered that before time travel, she had read a joke a long time ago, saying that there are two types of people in the world: one is those who have about five or six alarm clocks set on their mobile phones. For example, if they wake up at six in the morning, they have to make an alarm every five minutes.
It wasn't until half past six that I made up my mind to sit up.
There is also a kind of person who only has an alarm clock on his mobile phone. As soon as the alarm clock rings, he opens his eyes and no matter how sleepy he is, he can immediately get out of bed and do whatever he needs to do.
The so-called self-disciplined day begins with getting up early - this is the kind of person I'm talking about.
Perseverance...it is true that people are ruthless and don't talk much. Everything needs to be done before talking.
Ji Ling thought about it and realized that since childhood, whether it was the top academics he met around him when he was studying or the big bosses he met in the workplace after working, almost all of them were this kind of people.
The fourth master seems to be the same.
By the time Yinzhen's body was tidied up and down, Ji Ling was already very sleepy again. She squinted her eyes and dozed off on the pillow.
Ji Ling: People are iron, food is steel, and beds are magnets...(￣o￣). z Z
Yinzhen leaned over and looked at Lingling's relaxed and carefree face. He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly.
Sure enough, she is a petty person. Her little face looked so worried last night, but she was held in his arms and coaxed by him in a soft voice all night long. Now she probably forgot all about it.
He shook his head with a smile, and gently pressed her cheek with the back of his hand. Ji Ling seemed to notice it in her dream, frowned, moved her lips, and mumbled a few words.
Yinzhen listened carefully and realized that what she said was "Concubine, please give my regards to the empress...",
This fool is still saying hello in his dream! She is still holding on to a corner of the quilt with one hand - probably using the quilt as a veil.
Yinzhen was startled and his heart sank, but his face showed nothing.
He raised his hand to straighten his sleeves as if nothing had happened, waved Qixi over, and carefully warned: "Take good care of your master!"
Qixi nodded like a minced garlic.
Yinzhen stepped out of the back room, and the palace maid guarding the door had already opened the curtain for him and was waiting.
Seeing the emperor come out, all the servants in the house and courtyard knelt down in darkness and respectfully escorted the emperor out.
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In the open.
I spent the whole night venting my anger on Haishi last night. When Uranala got up in the morning, I felt a little uneasy.
When the morning passed and it was time for lunch, she waved to a second-class palace maid who was waiting in the inner carving, and asked her to bring a few rolls of cloth and go have a look at Heidegger.
After all, the emperor just got tired of her last night, and coupled with the humiliation and accusation from the queen, if Haishi was so arrogant and arrogant, he couldn't think about what he was doing in the past few days...
She, the queen, is also ugly in front of the emperor.
Uranala frowned coldly and thought: She is not afraid of Heide's death - a useless person is like an abandoned son. He will die when he dies, and he will be despised while he is alive.
She was only afraid that Haishi would die in these few days - in the few days when this happened, wouldn't it be her Ulanara who tormented people to death?
If after a few months and half a year... an unpopular person promised to die, who would fart or say a word for Heidegger?
While the queen was having her lunch quietly and leisurely, she listened to the little eunuch kneeling aside to report that the emperor had stayed in the concubine's natural garden all night last night until he was to go to court in the early morning.
Just came out.
He didn't even return to Jiuzhou Qingyan, and went directly to the Zhengda Guangming Hall in high spirits.
The queen stared, raised her eyebrows in sudden realization, wiped her mouth slowly with a handkerchief, and then signaled the servants to remove the dining table.
She thought she understood what she heard and what she wanted to understand - it was not that the emperor had not been attracted, it was just that he preferred to settle the interest with the concubine.
Ulanara smiled bitterly and thought: I designed such a monkey show, which is ridiculous. Why bother to make wedding clothes for others?
But that's fine, at least she now understands one thing: her idea is right, her train of thought is right, and her direction is even more correct - the emperor is also a man, strong and ambitious, how could he not be attracted by
Invited?
If this doesn't work, then try another one! If it doesn't work, there is even a clumsy but effective method: find the concubine according to her temperament - as long as the emperor's heart can be shaken and can accommodate the newcomer to step in.
, this new person can also slowly take root in the emperor's heart.
Chenbi still has eight months to give birth.
Not to mention her, all the concubines in the palace were gearing up and eager to try it!
Wulashi slowly exhaled, with a commanding smile on his face, an expression of determination to win.
She didn't even notice when the palace attendants brought fragrant tea to her mouth. She was just thinking about her own thoughts for a while and almost drank the tea.
Fortunately, Hua Rong stretched out his hand to stop him.
The little eunuch who reported the report paused for a moment, and then said to Ulanala again: "There is one more thing that I dare not fail to inform the empress - the Ministry of Internal Affairs has already arranged for a wet nurse for the concubines... Listen
It seems to be the emperor's wish. After the candidates are announced, they will be sent directly to the natural pictures of the concubines."
