Xu Miaoyin said: "The emperor gave the scholars a courtesy because he knew that the scholars are the pillars of the country. No matter in the court or anywhere, these people are indispensable. If you discuss politics like this, do you want me to punish you?"
Li Pan'er lowered her head in fright: "I dare not."
Although Li Pan'er's rank is not high, but because of her background, everyone treats her similarly to Concubine Kang. As soon as she was scolded like this, several concubines around her also stood up.
"Empress, please calm down."
"That's right, Concubine Hui's painstaking efforts for the emperor are not worth it."
"Please don't blame the empress."
Xu Miaoyin glanced at them lightly.
Then he waved his hand: "Sit down."
Li Pan'er then sat back in the chair with the others, Xu Miaoyin said: "I know the emperor is worried, so don't talk nonsense to cause trouble for the emperor, and other things, you still have to remember one thing - the harem, you are not allowed to interfere in politics."
Everyone hurriedly said: "Yes."
The atmosphere that followed was not very lively either. After a few words, everyone dispersed.
Li Pan'er was walking on the road, still a little unconvinced: "It is said that the harem cannot be involved in politics, but that noble concubine who lives in the cold palace has already followed the emperor to many places, and she has spoken a lot about the previous affairs."
Feng Qianyan at the side said in a low voice: "Madam Hui, let's not say a few words, the emperor treats noble concubines differently, and we can't get in the way."
Li Pan'er angrily kicked away a small stone under her feet.
She added: "Usually, although the emperor doesn't come here very often, we can still see him on weekdays, but recently, it's not easy to even meet him. Every time I go to the imperial study to deliver tea, Eunuch Yu also stop."
The concubine next to him said, "Is the same for the concubine Hui?"
"We were all stopped back."
"Is the emperor so troubled?"
Although they talked about this matter, they couldn't explain why. They only complained to each other, and then went back to their respective residences.
|
When they were talking, in the cold palace not far away, Nan Yan sneezed several times in succession.
As soon as the strength in the hand was broken, the embroidery needle pierced into the fingertips.
"Ouch!"
She let out a low cry, and when Ran Xiaoyu, who was working on the side, heard it, she hurried over, held her hand and saw that a drop of blood had already appeared on the snow-white fingertip, and it had condensed into a small bead.
"Why are you so careless, ma'am?"
As she spoke, she quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it for her, and asked, "Does it hurt? Do you want me to get the medicine?"
Nan Yan was amused by her, she pulled her hand back with a smile, only sucked it in her mouth, and said, "What's the fuss about it, you need to take medicine after getting an injection? If I get sick, don't you?" Opened up here?"
As soon as the words were finished, Aunt Tongyun walked in from the outside.
He hurriedly said: "How can your empress say such a thing, you are just cursing yourself with empty words."
Nian Qiu also hurriedly said: "Yes, you can't talk about being sick."
Nan Yan was so overwhelmed by them that she pouted three times in a row before she passed the test. Nian Qiu came over, looked at the half-embroidered thing in her hand, and said, "Your Majesty wants to embroider a sachet, right?"
"Um."
"Yes, is it embroidered according to the sachet brought by the emperor?"
Nan Yan didn't speak, but looked down at the semi-finished product in his hand.
There are some similarities.
However, it doesn't really matter what the appearance is, what matters is what the spices are inside. Originally, I wanted to know that I could see it when I opened the sachet, but it was the relic of Empress Chen. Of course, she couldn't damage it at will, so the only way to identify the ingredients was by smelling the smell inside.
Unfortunately, the stuff has been stored for more than ten or twenty years, and the fragrance has faded.
Therefore, she has spent a lot of time these days, and she hasn't fully prepared it yet.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps from far outside.
Those footsteps, these days, they have been very familiar with, although the footsteps have not come so often in the past few days, they can be recognized at a glance.
Nian Qiu looked back and said hurriedly, "The emperor is here."
When Nan Yan heard this, she first rolled up the needlework and the sachet in her hand and threw them back into the bamboo dustpan, took a piece of handkerchief to cover it, and handed it to Ran Xiaoyu: "Go and put it away."
This happens every time.
Ran Xiaoyu also took it immediately and put it in the cabinet on the other side. Just as the door was closed, Zhu Feng walked in.
Nan Yan had already stood up and bowed down: "The concubine pays respects to the emperor."
Aunt Tongyun and the others also knelt down to salute together.
Zhu Feng was still a little tired, but he walked over immediately, grabbed her arm and pulled her up from the ground: "Get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"You all get up too."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Everyone got up, made tea in a hurry, served snacks, and watched Zhu Feng take her arm and sit on the couch, but he didn't let go of his hand, and squeezed twice: "Why are you dressed so thin? "
Nan Yan smiled and said, "It's not cold these days."
"This is Beiping. It's different from the south. It's windy in spring. You should dress warmer."
"I know."
Zhu Feng looked up at the bright spring light outside the window again, the willow branches were swaying gently in the wind, and from a distance, he could see the bustling red flowers and green leaves on the wall, which added a bit of gorgeous color to this spring.
But he said: "Speaking of which, Beiping is just like this, not as good as Jinling."
"..."
Hearing this sentence, Nan Yan couldn't help being stunned.
You must know that Zhu Feng has stayed in Beiping for more than ten years. Even if he lost his memory, his good impression of this place has been deeply rooted in his bones. Beiping is equivalent to his hometown, and people always prefer their hometown, so in his mouth, There is nothing wrong with Peking.
At this moment, it was suddenly mentioned that the spring here is not as good as Jinling, which made Nanyan a little surprised.
What's up with him
She was looking at Zhu Feng's handsome side face in a trance, but Zhu Feng was looking at the spring outside. After a while, he turned to look at her: "Nan Yan, do you want to go back to Jinling to see the spring?"
Nan Yan was even more startled: "Your Majesty, do you want to go back to Jinling?"
Zhu Feng sat down on the cushion, stretched his arms out to make himself more comfortable, and said, "Of course, not now, it will take a while, we have to wait—let's talk about it."
"..."
He seemed to be waiting for something.
However, since he didn't say anything clearly, Nan Yan didn't bother to ask.
Just looking at him sitting on the cushion like this, I know that he must have sat in the imperial study for a whole morning, and he hasn't changed his posture since dealing with the affairs of state, that's why he's so stiff now. Usually, his back is straight no matter where he sits Like a javelin.
It can be seen that I am tired.
Nan Yan felt a little distressed, thought for a while, and said softly: "I will give the emperor a shoulder squeeze."
Zhu Feng glanced at her, and said with a half-smile: "Is your hand strong enough?"
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't underestimate people."
After finishing speaking, she moved behind him to sit on her knees and pinched his shoulders.
Zhu Feng's shoulders are very broad and tight, and he has practiced martial arts all the year round, and his tendons are hard to pinch. In order to make him more comfortable, Nan Yan squeezed hard twice: "How is it, Your Majesty?"
"Like a mosquito bite."
"..."
Nan Yan was not happy when she heard it, she simply swung her elbow, exerted all her strength, and slid down towards his shoulder socket.
He had already tried so hard, but Zhu Feng just groaned: "Well, it's okay."
Nan Yan was so angry that he wanted to hit him.
But when the hand fell, it stopped at the base of his neck and kneaded vigorously.
In fact, her strength is really not that great. For a rough-skinned and thick-skinned person like Zhu Feng, even if she really beat her hard, it would have little effect on him; however, she felt a pair of soft little hands He was busy, and this feeling alone made him feel a lot better.
He snorted softly.
Nan Yan lay on his shoulder, and asked softly: "Is the emperor still worrying about the south recently?"
Zhu Feng's breath sank slightly.
After a while, he said, "These people don't make people worry."
Nan Yan also frowned, and said, "Who are the people making trouble?"
"..."
Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and then said: "I told you before, since that incident—since the accident a few days ago, those students who followed Mr. Jian to the north began to leave Beiping in large numbers."
When Nan Yan heard it, her breath suddenly sank.
"Those students?"
"It's been two days since the South's papers came up. After those students went back, they spread the story of Jane's family everywhere..."
Having said that, Zhu Feng couldn't help but gritted his teeth.
The matter of Jian's family was completely caused by him "getting angry". Of course, the emperor could not admit his mistakes, but he couldn't get rid of this cognition in his heart, so that the incident became more and more troublesome, and he My heart is getting more and more angry.
Nan Yan naturally knew what he was thinking.
After being silent for a while, he said, "So, the students are making trouble?"
"Um."
"However, after these students go back, they should all disperse and go to their respective homes. How could they cause such a big trouble?"
"..."
"Could it be—"
Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and said, "There are several academies in the south."
"Academy?"
Upon hearing these two words, Nan Yan's heart skipped a beat for no reason.
"What academy?"
"There are a few names listed in the brochure, all of which have sprung up recently. Privately run academies, it is said that they do not ask students for training at all. Even students from poor families can get subsidies when they enter the academies."
"Is there such a thing?"
Nan Yan opened her eyes wide in shock.
This—although the purpose of setting up the academy is to spread the word, receive karma, and solve doubts, not to do business, but you shouldn't let yourself lose money.
Do not ask for money from students, but return money to students.
Who would do such a thing
And what is the purpose of those who do these things
Nan Yan said: "So, it's the students in these academies who are gathering crowds to make trouble?"