Chapter five hundred and twenty seventh wind and rain
The eldest palace maid who narrated the story was thinking of persuading her master. She just opened her mouth and then silently closed her mouth.
How should I advise on such a sensitive matter?
There is no way to persuade!
In terms of emotions and reasons, there is nothing wrong with what Si Fujin did - the imperial concubine gave birth to three children, and her position was respected, not to mention that she had just been granted the title of Jin. She came to kowtow to Chengqian Palace first, and there was nothing wrong with it.
No.
If you come to Xi concubine first, it will be unpleasant to spread the news!
The one in Chengqian Palace has a carefree temperament, but who in the palace doesn't have their eyes on the mothers and concubines of the two elder brothers in the palace?
Hongli’s mother, Xibin, and Hongxin’s mother, Imperial Concubine Ji.
If someone makes a fuss out of this and goes to the Yangxin Hall to blow the wind - it doesn't need a big east wind, just a little leakage, I'm afraid the emperor will have an idea.
Then again, there is no concubine position in the palace now. When the imperial concubine was a concubine in the past, her status was already honorable enough. Why did the emperor push her to a higher level - to become the imperial concubine?
Leaving aside the brother factor, there is only one point: the emperor just wants to push the imperial concubine and make her stand out among everyone and stand high above everyone as the imperial concubine.
In the Sixth Palace, there is nothing you can reach, something you dare not covet, but can only look up to.
Almost side by side with him.
No one can tolerate respect for the imperial concubine.
Although the Fucha family of Sifu Jin Dynasty was young, they understood this very clearly. When they entered the palace, they kowtowed to Chengqian Palace first, and they did their best to act like a junior.
Xibi slowly calmed down, and her hand holding the teacup gradually loosened. She looked out the window, and a voice in her heart whispered: I, Niu Hulu, finally understand the powerlessness and pain of that person in Kunning Palace.
arrive.
The Fucha family of Sifu Jin seemed to have made a start. Ever since she came, the ladies of the clan behind her were passing signs to the palace like a revolving lantern.
I heard that the imperial concubine was kind-hearted and not a difficult person to get along with, so more wives rushed to congratulate her, fearing that they would be late and make the imperial concubine and the emperor feel disrespected.
When Ji Ling was listening to the sign of "Seven Good News", he actually heard something similar to Prince So-and-so's seventh aunt and eighth aunt's daughter, who also squeezed her head to hand over the sign.
she:……
It is conceivable that in order for this sign to be delivered to the Chengqian Palace, the people who handled it in the House of Internal Affairs did not know how much trouble they had.
Qixi was also speechless. He held the sign in his hand and said with a smile, "Master, don't you ever see this kind of thing?"
Where do all these twists and turns of kinship go? Is being a master very leisurely?
Besides, even if the master is very free - is it possible that you can see him whenever you want?
Do you really think that the imperial concubine is a deity in the temple, answering all requests?
Ji Ling stretched out his hand to signal her to put down the sign and stop reading it.
Evian was helping her comb her hair behind her. Ji Ling closed her eyes and tilted her neck back slightly to make it easier for Evian to comb her hair, and then asked: "Keep it simple."
Evian agreed, but felt troubled.
She usually works with Qixi, and has practiced and memorized a lot of complicated hair styles. However, the simpler the hair style, the more consideration is given to the person's craftsmanship.
Evian pulled her hair into a bun twice in a row. It was either crooked or too loose.
Her face flushed with anxiety, and she turned around to look for help at Qixi.
Sister Qixi, come to the rescue!
Qixi just finished sorting out the brands, put them into a tray, covered them with golden brocade, put her hand on the shelf beside her, then walked over, took the comb from Evian's hand, divided it by three times five, and divided it by two.
The master's long hair was arranged into a beautiful bun.
After combing her hair, Evian was waiting beside her with a jewelry tray. Qixi originally wanted to pick some simpler hair accessories to go with this simple hairstyle.
But there is no such thing as simplicity in the imperial concubine's jewelry.
After finally choosing a few hair accessories with elegant colors and relatively simple styles to give Ji Ling a hairpin, Ji Ling took a look in the mirror and looked out the window.
It's a cloudy and rainy day outside today. It's obviously a spring rain, but it's a summer thunderstorm that's wild and violent.
It was obviously already ninety o'clock in the morning, but the sky still looked gloomy and gloomy.
If I hadn't been lying in bed and looking at the sky outside, I would have thought it was only five or six in the morning.
Naturally, you can't go out in this kind of weather, and no one will come to visit. Ji Ling yawned, thinking that the fourth master would have to go to court in a miserable way, and the wind and rain kept coming, so he ordered people to go to the dining room to see what the weather was like.
There is not enough ginger.
When Yinzhen comes to her now, he basically doesn't ask anyone to inform him in advance - if he wants to come, he just comes.
With this kind of weather and this kind of rain, I'm afraid it won't stop even the next day.
If he really comes here, ginger soup to ward off the cold is a must.
Xiao Fenzi immediately ordered people to go. After a while, the person who responded from the dining room came and said that Jiang had just received it yesterday and it was fully prepared. Please rest assured, Master.
As a result, just as breakfast was about to be served in the dining room of Chengqian Palace, the breakfast meal that the emperor had given to the imperial concubine and the third princess was brought to the Yangxin Hall.
The eunuchs who delivered breakfast were wearing rain hats and holding umbrellas, but they were still soaked from the waist down, which showed that the wind and rain outside were not small.
Several people were shivering from the cold and knelt down to salute. Because the corners of their clothes were dripping with rain, they did not dare to enter the main hall - for fear of soiling the ground in the palace of the Imperial Concubine.
Ji Ling watched and asked Qixi to give them rewards.
In the past, it was not easy for Ji Ling to reward people in Yangxin Palace, but now that she is an imperial concubine, she can naturally do this.
When the people from Yangxin Hall left, the snack box wrapped in layers of rainproof tarpaulin was dripping. After being opened, the tentacles inside could still feel the scalding temperature. Bi Xue waved her hands slightly while she and Evian put the snacks away.
Hold it out.
It's butter snack.
Ji Ling uses pastries and never likes too many flavors in them. This butter pastry only uses white flour, sugar, and butter. The snow-white crust is trembling when it is brought up. When you take a quick look, it looks like small pieces of butter.
It's like cake, just right for her taste.
In addition, in the middle of this white snow, a red dot is dotted in the center of the circle, which makes it even more delicious and attractive.
The snacks that had just been baked were warm and steaming. The third princess had just finished washing and walked over from her dining room. When she saw Ji Ling, she saluted with a smile, then sat down at the dining table and gently
He patted Ji Ling's chair and said, "Mom, sit down!"
Ji Ling came over, and the third princess stood up and stretched out her hand to help her sit down.
After sitting down, Ji Ling reached out and picked up a piece of butter snack, then turned to look at the third princess looking at him.
So he reached over and fed her.
The third princess tilted her head back, like a delicate baby, and said "Ah--" before being fed by her mother.
After eating three pieces, the third princess wanted to eat more, so she rolled her eyes in a circle and reached out to take it again.
Only halfway out, her hand was knocked down by Ji Ling's chopsticks: "Eat less, you are growing. You will gain weight now, and it will be difficult to lose weight when you grow up!"
