Of course, there were not many people who were standing by throughout the entire process of the emperor's visit. Tongshi was the closest to him. There were also the stewards in front of the emperor and the eunuchs in the Jingshifang who were waiting to record the files, who were far away outside the front hall gate.
That's not the case. The Qianhu have external income from the confiscation of their property. Don't they also receive salaries from the court? The prince thought for a while and said, "I will reward you with myself. You can do whatever you want to me."
The prince is not like other princes. He is the heir to the throne of the empire and belongs to this imperial city just like the emperor. Although he can move freely in the capital, he cannot lead troops to fight the enemy alone unless the emperor leads the army in person. Therefore, the prince is a gentle prince. Although he has good skills, he can only be tied to this imperial city. Only when the sun sets can he put aside the endless government affairs, take a break from his busy schedule, and wait for his beloved to return.
At this point, it was useless to say more, Xinghe reluctantly took her leave. Prince Xin looked at her back and smiled coldly, "The enemy will always be the enemy, and the enemy who is not the enemy will be determined this time."
If she could stop him from worrying about something, she would do it! Xinghe told Tongshi, "Keep this to yourself and don't let anyone else know."
Xinghe suddenly noticed a tiny lacewing on her shirt, with green wings and so frail. She was surprised that there was such a thing at this time of year, so she said, "Look," ignoring his complaints.
Xinghe was hesitant whether to tell the prince about this. In fact, this matter is not a big deal. The emperor is so old, and he is full of vigor and vitality to favor a few female officials. It may not cause any big waves. She is still obsessed with her today, but she may leave her in two days; but if you say it is a small matter, it is really not a small matter. Things in the world evolve slowly, and it is not uncommon for them to change drastically in the end. It all depends on the fate of the people involved. If the prince is told, he may be sad again. The only consolation for his mother's death is that his father has not been obsessed with any palace maid in these years. The occasional flipping of cards is just entertainment and a way to balance the harem. Once the matter between the emperor Ye Yuhui, the queen, and Chang Yu is heard by him, I don't know how much harm it will cause to him.
After leaving Tongshi, she walked away worriedly. Passing through Anren Gate and heading toward Qianqiu Palace, she could vaguely hear someone wailing in the alleyway of the Princess Courtyard, and occasionally accompanied by the happy shouts of a young man: "Beat... Beat him to death!"
He held her down by force. "If you keep trying!" he threatened her in a bad tone. "I'll spank you if you get rid of me. Try it."
She said hesitantly, "Please take it back. I can't wear it even if I want it."
Yinchen puffed up her cheeks and looked unhappy. Xinghe saw this helplessly and said, "How about tomorrow? Let's have lunch together tomorrow and ask them to send it to the duty room." Only then did she smile again.
If she could stop him from worrying about something, she would do it! Xinghe told Tongshi, "Keep this to yourself and don't let anyone else know."
The prince said, "That's right. I work hard all year round..." But she looked at him, and the prince's words were choked in his throat. Thinking about it carefully, she had worked as a female official for him for ten years, but he seemed to have never given her any red envelopes.
Sometimes Yinchen was clingy, just like her mother said, very clingy. Fortunately, the prince didn't favor her, so she didn't like him. If they did, with her stickiness like a candy melon, the prince would probably be finished.
She nodded and said, "It's just a small gift. I hope you don't mind." She turned to look at the sky outside and said, "I should go back to the palace. I still have a lot of things to do there." She bowed and left the yamen.
Xinghe stopped and listened carefully. It seemed to be the voice of Prince Xin. The young prince was at an age of vigor and vitality. He was looking for fun again and joined several people in making trouble.
Sometimes Yinchen was clingy, just like her mother said, very clingy. Fortunately, the prince didn't favor her, so she didn't like him. If they did, with her stickiness like a candy melon, the prince would probably be finished.
She was filled with hatred, but didn't want to lose face for a slave, so she just gritted her teeth and calmed down. She held her golden quilt and silver bed and stroked it hard, which made the cat angry. It twisted vigorously and ran away. She sucked in a breath of cold air, lowered her eyes to look at the scratches on the back of her hand, and gently covered it with a handkerchief.
Tong Shi said, "Don't worry, Master Su, I know what to say and what not to say."
The eunuchs in the kitchen served the cold dishes first, and were busy coming and going. She stood aside, thinking of the beeswax on her wrist, and felt an inexplicable hesitation in her heart. She took off the bracelet and slowly stroked the beads one by one. He had worn the bracelet for almost six or seven years and never took it off. It was warm and delicate. She held it in her hand like this, and her mood gradually calmed down. She didn't know if it was the effect of the beeswax, but before long, her whole body felt smoother than ever before.
Xinghe suddenly noticed a tiny lacewing on her shirt, with green wings and so frail. She was surprised that there was such a thing at this time of year, so she said, "Look," ignoring his complaints.
Xinghe suddenly noticed a tiny lacewing on her shirt, with green wings and so frail. She was surprised that there was such a thing at this time of year, so she said, "Look," ignoring his complaints.
The blue bricks without the carpet looked cold and desolate, and thinking about the emperor staying in the greenhouse palace last night made her feel even more depressed. She sighed deeply, "How long has the eldest prince been gone?"
She nodded. "I don't know if the emperor is just in a whim or what. If this happens every now and then, you must send someone to inform me."
Of course, there were not many people who were standing by throughout the entire process of the emperor's visit. Tongshi was the closest to him. There were also the stewards in front of the emperor and the eunuchs in the Jingshifang who were waiting to record the files, who were far away outside the front hall gate.
Gradually she got closer, and in the dim sky, under the tall gate tower, there was a figure standing alone. The sunset illuminated half of his outline, and he was graceful and charming. She exclaimed in surprise, "Is it the prince?"
Xinghe smiled and said, "I am your deputy envoy, so you are not considered my followers?"
He was almost unable to get back to his original position after being interrupted by her, and the matter of the lucky money was lost halfway through. He thought about it for a while, and took off his bracelet and put it on her. The Buddha beads on men's bracelets are relatively large, not as delicate as women's, but his things are all top-quality and will never look shabby as gifts. Unfortunately, her wrists are too thin, and it looks like she borrowed it when she put it on. She kept shaking her hands and almost threw it off several times, shouting, "I can't take your things." But the prince thought that in the future, he would be hers, so these little things on my body are yours.
Nian Shikuan saw that the situation was not good, and fearing that the blanket would catch fire, he hurriedly shouted for help. A good blanket with two lions playing with a ball was burned and mottled. Several palace servants worked together to roll it up and put it in the open space outside.
Nian Shikuan blinked his eyes, "Su Xinghe said, 'You have to look at the owner before beating a dog', Prince Xin said..." He didn't dare to say anything else, and was frightened by his master's glance, and blurted out, "Prince Xin said, 'No flower lasts forever', and asked the queen to be more careful."
Unexpectedly, the prince was instantly excited. When he was about to pass Xuande Gate, he grabbed her hand and said firmly, "Open your eyes wide and look at me, look at me!" Xinghe was forced to look at him, and he suddenly became shy again, "Whether you want to eat or ride, it's up to you."
Xinghe said happily, "I can finally have a good sleep tomorrow, and I don't have to be on duty, hey!"
After leaving Tongshi, she walked away worriedly. Passing through Anren Gate and heading toward Qianqiu Palace, she could vaguely hear someone wailing in the alleyway of the Princess Courtyard, and occasionally accompanied by the happy shouts of a young man: "Beat... Beat him to death!"
On New Year's Eve, walking on the long street with the girl you like, this mood is really comfortable. They held hands, and the prince's imagination was full of tenderness, but Xinghe thought it was like an adult was afraid that the child would get lost, so he was a little bit arrogant.
Ye Jinchun squinted his eyes and looked carefully, then said quickly, "The master is coming to pick you up outside the palace gate."
Zuo Zhaoyi laughed, "How can I ask him about the prince's crime? What else? What did Su Xinghe say?"
It is a rule that fathers and sons do not sit at the same table during the imperial family's New Year's Eve dinner. A table was set up in the palace. First, the Empress Dowager sat down, and the Emperor and Empress served. Then the table was cleared and set up again, and the Emperor and Empress sat down, and the Crown Prince served. As for him, it didn't matter how he ate at the last table. He held her hand tightly, "I'll go to Anren Palace for a formality, and when I come back, we can eat again, okay? You set up a small table, just the two of us."
The prince's enthusiasm was extinguished again. He didn't understand why there were such unromantic women in the world. In the past, when he watched plays and read novels, the concubine was in love with the man but was heartless. Why was it different in their stories? She was not as good at being a woman as she was at being an official. It seemed that she had been a woman for more than 20 years in vain.
Xinghe said happily, "I can finally have a good sleep tomorrow, and I don't have to be on duty, hey!"
He sighed deeply, "Fireworks are easy to disperse, and glass is easy to break. If you don't cherish such a good time now, you will regret it in the future."
Xinghe stopped and listened carefully. It seemed to be the voice of Prince Xin. The young prince was at an age of vigor and vitality. He was looking for fun again and joined several people in making trouble.
The closer she got to the palace gate, the weaker the sound became. In the palace, people were not allowed to set off firecrackers before a certain time, for fear that the sparks would be difficult to control. She wanted to open the curtains, but was mesmerized by the scene before her. The palace under the setting sun showed a majestic and magnificent momentum, not desolate because of the cold weather. The red walls and yellow tiles, on the contrary, became more magnificent and glorious as the sun set.
She smiled awkwardly, "That's not what I meant. How could I ask for anything from my master? I do a job and get a salary. My master has never deducted anything from me."
She said that there were many things to do in the government office. "I gave out lucky money to my subordinates today. I asked around and found that Lord Nan never gave out lucky money. Although those subordinates don't mind this little bit, I gave it to them out of my heart, don't you think so?"
The prince touched his nose in dismay, but his eyes could not help but slide over there. She noticed it and crossed her arms to hug her chest, "What are you looking at?"
Xinghe was hesitant whether to tell the prince about this. In fact, this matter is not a big deal. The emperor is so old, and he is full of vigor and vitality to favor a few female officials. It may not cause any big waves. She is still obsessed with her today, but she may leave her in two days; but if you say it is a small matter, it is really not a small matter. Things in the world evolve slowly, and it is not uncommon for them to change drastically in the end. It all depends on the fate of the people involved. If the prince is told, he may be sad again. The only consolation for his mother's death is that his father has not been obsessed with any palace maid in these years. The occasional flipping of cards is just entertainment and a way to balance the harem. Once the matter between the emperor Ye Yuhui, the queen, and Chang Yu is heard by him, I don't know how much harm it will cause to him.
In the early years, the Princess Courtyard was where the princesses were raised. When the princesses reached a certain age, they left their mothers and moved to this courtyard. Every day, there was a nanny who taught them needlework and schoolwork regularly. Except for Princess Xialing, the other five princesses of Dayin were well-educated. After Empress Gong passed away, no concubines in the palace had children. The previous princesses had grown up and married off one by one, and this courtyard became idle. Usually, no one else would come except the palace maids who cleaned the house.
The amount of money doesn't matter, what matters is the excitement. Everyone said a lot of auspicious words, and except for those who stayed behind, everyone went home to celebrate the festival. Before leaving, Xinghe went to see Nan Yushu's captain and left 14 neatly arranged lucky money envelopes. Although he was no longer working under her, he might become her man in the future.
Xinghe was in a dilemma. "The master told me to prepare wine and food. I can't enjoy the big banquet, so I have to cook for myself when I get back. I have to accompany him."
Xinghe smiled and said, "I am your deputy envoy, so you are not considered my followers?"
After leaving Tongshi, she walked away worriedly. Passing through Anren Gate and heading toward Qianqiu Palace, she could vaguely hear someone wailing in the alleyway of the Princess Courtyard, and occasionally accompanied by the happy shouts of a young man: "Beat... Beat him to death!"
The closer she got to the palace gate, the weaker the sound became. In the palace, people were not allowed to set off firecrackers before a certain time, for fear that the sparks would be difficult to control. She wanted to open the curtains, but was mesmerized by the scene before her. The palace under the setting sun showed a majestic and magnificent momentum, not desolate because of the cold weather. The red walls and yellow tiles, on the contrary, became more magnificent and glorious as the sun set.
The prince looked at her with disappointment, and found that their thoughts were never on the same line. Could this person in front of him be a barren woman? Why could she remain indifferent to such a beautiful man? Didn't she have any needs? Wasn't there any time when she needed to relieve her passion? There was such a big living person in front of her, who could be eaten and ridden, but she felt that it was useless. Was she lying, or was she really blind
Xinghe said happily, "I can finally have a good sleep tomorrow, and I don't have to be on duty, hey!"
If this is the case, it will not end well. There was another round of beatings and kicks, Nian Shikuan cried and screamed, Xinghe hurried forward to stop them, "Okay, if you keep fighting, someone will die." He turned to bow to Prince Xin, "Your Highness, thank you for thinking of me. What happened last time is over, it's over now, isn't it just a complication? The New Year is coming soon, everyone is happy, don't get angry about this. Let him go, you have to look at the owner before you beat the dog, otherwise the Concubine Zhaoyi will be embarrassed."
Originally, Xinghe was reluctant to meddle in other people's business, but in her opinion, Prince Xin was different from others, he was the prince's brother, and since she had met him, she had to take a look. She lifted her robe and went up the steps, pushed open the half-closed courtyard door, and saw Prince Xin with his sleeves rolled up, one foot high on the stone crane base, cheering and instructing his followers to beat up the man with a sack on his head.
He felt embarrassed and said, "I just wanted to see if there were any more bugs."
At this point, it was useless to say more, Xinghe reluctantly took her leave. Prince Xin looked at her back and smiled coldly, "The enemy will always be the enemy, and the enemy who is not the enemy will be determined this time."
Xinghe looked at the figure and clothes under the sack and immediately realized that this was Nian Shikuan, the chief steward of Zuo Zhaoyi's palace. Last time he slapped her three times, Prince Xin said he wanted to vent her anger, but she didn't take it seriously at the time. She didn't expect that he would really get angry now. She was angry, but what happened next was not good.
Ye Jinchun squinted his eyes and looked carefully, then said quickly, "The master is coming to pick you up outside the palace gate."
Xinghe could only patiently persuade him: "Killing is not the right path. From the looks of it, it seems like he's going to beat you up. It would be bad if he really killed you! It's a major holiday, so it's better to keep things to yourself."
Qianhu was flattered, "What about ours?"
That's not the case. The Qianhu have external income from the confiscation of their property. Don't they also receive salaries from the court? The prince thought for a while and said, "I will reward you with myself. You can do whatever you want to me."
She called out, "What are you doing, my Lord?"
She said hesitantly, "Please take it back. I can't wear it even if I want it."
He was almost unable to get back to his original position after being interrupted by her, and the matter of the lucky money was lost halfway through. He thought about it for a while, and took off his bracelet and put it on her. The Buddha beads on men's bracelets are relatively large, not as delicate as women's, but his things are all top-quality and will never look shabby as gifts. Unfortunately, her wrists are too thin, and it looks like she borrowed it when she put it on. She kept shaking her hands and almost threw it off several times, shouting, "I can't take your things." But the prince thought that in the future, he would be hers, so these little things on my body are yours.
The captain laughed awkwardly, saying, "No, no, that's not what I meant..." He couldn't think of anything nice to say, so he bowed and said, "On behalf of my brothers, thank you for the reward."
Unexpectedly, the prince was instantly excited. When he was about to pass Xuande Gate, he grabbed her hand and said firmly, "Open your eyes wide and look at me, look at me!" Xinghe was forced to look at him, and he suddenly became shy again, "Whether you want to eat or ride, it's up to you."
This time Zuo Zhaoyi was really angry. She raised her sleeves and swept the hand warmer on the kang table to the ground. The burning charcoal inside rolled all over the floor. When it came into contact with the velvet carpet, the smell of burning instantly filled the air.
Prince Xin turned around and saw her, and called out to his second sister-in-law happily, "You came at the right time. We are beating that bastard to vent your anger."
The prince looked at her with disappointment, and found that their thoughts were never on the same line. Could this person in front of him be a barren woman? Why could she remain indifferent to such a beautiful man? Didn't she have any needs? Wasn't there any time when she needed to relieve her passion? There was such a big living person in front of her, who could be eaten and ridden, but she felt that it was useless. Was she lying, or was she really blind
He swallowed, "This... is a truly amazing sight."
"Master..." She called him in panic. He looked down at her and she became timid again. "The Heaven and Earth Feast tonight is about to start, right?"
Xinghe looked at the figure and clothes under the sack and immediately realized that this was Nian Shikuan, the chief steward of Zuo Zhaoyi's palace. Last time he slapped her three times, Prince Xin said he wanted to vent her anger, but she didn't take it seriously at the time. She didn't expect that he would really get angry now. She was angry, but what happened next was not good.
Prince Xin spat fiercely, "It's up to you whether to let you go or not. When I've beaten you to my heart's content, I'll throw you into the well and be done with it. I'll see if you, a hopeless person, can still rely on others' power!"
She said hesitantly, "Please take it back. I can't wear it even if I want it."
She called out, "What are you doing, my Lord?"
Men are unreliable, especially such a noble man. How many women have tried their best to curry favor with him? Even if he thinks highly of someone... what good or bad? They are all women who have served him. Who is good and who is bad? So the son is still reliable. He carried her for ten months and raised her with his blood and flesh. No matter who in this world lets her down, the son will never let her down.
She was filled with hatred, but didn't want to lose face for a slave, so she just gritted her teeth and calmed down. She held her golden quilt and silver bed and stroked it hard, which made the cat angry. It twisted vigorously and ran away. She sucked in a breath of cold air, lowered her eyes to look at the scratches on the back of her hand, and gently covered it with a handkerchief.
Unexpectedly, the prince was instantly excited. When he was about to pass Xuande Gate, he grabbed her hand and said firmly, "Open your eyes wide and look at me, look at me!" Xinghe was forced to look at him, and he suddenly became shy again, "Whether you want to eat or ride, it's up to you."
A hoarse voice came from the sack, "Master Su... Master Su... Please be kind and save me! I have offended you, but it was unavoidable. The master ordered me to do so. I have no choice... Ouch, my butt... My legs... I have been beaten and kicked, please... Please, Your Majesty, let me go."
Sometimes Yinchen was clingy, just like her mother said, very clingy. Fortunately, the prince didn't favor her, so she didn't like him. If they did, with her stickiness like a candy melon, the prince would probably be finished.
Qianhu was flattered, "What about ours?"
Prince Xin spat fiercely, "It's up to you whether to let you go or not. When I've beaten you to my heart's content, I'll throw you into the well and be done with it. I'll see if you, a hopeless person, can still rely on others' power!"
Prince Xin was puzzled, "When have we and Zuo Zhaoyi not been enemies?"
The prince said, "That's right. I work hard all year round..." But she looked at him, and the prince's words were choked in his throat. Thinking about it carefully, she had worked as a female official for him for ten years, but he seemed to have never given her any red envelopes.
"Empress Zhaoyi?" Prince Xin snorted and laughed. "If Empress Zhaoyi wants to punish me, I will bear the responsibility. This servant has offended me, and I, a prince, am teaching him a lesson. What's wrong with that?"
That's not the case. The Qianhu have external income from the confiscation of their property. Don't they also receive salaries from the court? The prince thought for a while and said, "I will reward you with myself. You can do whatever you want to me."
In the early years, the Princess Courtyard was where the princesses were raised. When the princesses reached a certain age, they left their mothers and moved to this courtyard. Every day, there was a nanny who taught them needlework and schoolwork regularly. Except for Princess Xialing, the other five princesses of Dayin were well-educated. After Empress Gong passed away, no concubines in the palace had children. The previous princesses had grown up and married off one by one, and this courtyard became idle. Usually, no one else would come except the palace maids who cleaned the house.
Tong Shi said, "Don't worry, Master Su, I know what to say and what not to say."
The amount of money doesn't matter, what matters is the excitement. Everyone said a lot of auspicious words, and except for those who stayed behind, everyone went home to celebrate the festival. Before leaving, Xinghe went to see Nan Yushu's captain and left 14 neatly arranged lucky money envelopes. Although he was no longer working under her, he might become her man in the future.
If this is the case, it will not end well. There was another round of beatings and kicks, Nian Shikuan cried and screamed, Xinghe hurried forward to stop them, "Okay, if you keep fighting, someone will die." He turned to bow to Prince Xin, "Your Highness, thank you for thinking of me. What happened last time is over, it's over now, isn't it just a complication? The New Year is coming soon, everyone is happy, don't get angry about this. Let him go, you have to look at the owner before you beat the dog, otherwise the Concubine Zhaoyi will be embarrassed."
He swallowed, "This... is a truly amazing sight."
Xinghe was hesitant whether to tell the prince about this. In fact, this matter is not a big deal. The emperor is so old, and he is full of vigor and vitality to favor a few female officials. It may not cause any big waves. She is still obsessed with her today, but she may leave her in two days; but if you say it is a small matter, it is really not a small matter. Things in the world evolve slowly, and it is not uncommon for them to change drastically in the end. It all depends on the fate of the people involved. If the prince is told, he may be sad again. The only consolation for his mother's death is that his father has not been obsessed with any palace maid in these years. The occasional flipping of cards is just entertainment and a way to balance the harem. Once the matter between the emperor Ye Yuhui, the queen, and Chang Yu is heard by him, I don't know how much harm it will cause to him.
No matter how busy the court was, the New Year still had to be celebrated. In the blink of an eye, it was the 30th, and even a cold and bleak government office like the Control of Military Affairs had hung up big red lanterns and pasted couplets and window decorations.
"It looks like I'll have to spend the New Year in southern Xinjiang... I wonder if it's cold there at this time of year."
"What else did Prince Xin say?"
"What else did Prince Xin say?"
He is not too particular about food; what is important is the people sitting at the table with him.
"Empress Zhaoyi?" Prince Xin snorted and laughed. "If Empress Zhaoyi wants to punish me, I will bear the responsibility. This servant has offended me, and I, a prince, am teaching him a lesson. What's wrong with that?"
Listen, stingy people usually treat others in this way. Xinghe laughed, "I need you, a living person, but it's useless. You can't eat or ride on me, but I have to keep you there. What a trouble."
Yinchen puffed up her cheeks and looked unhappy. Xinghe saw this helplessly and said, "How about tomorrow? Let's have lunch together tomorrow and ask them to send it to the duty room." Only then did she smile again.
Xinghe looked at the figure and clothes under the sack and immediately realized that this was Nian Shikuan, the chief steward of Zuo Zhaoyi's palace. Last time he slapped her three times, Prince Xin said he wanted to vent her anger, but she didn't take it seriously at the time. She didn't expect that he would really get angry now. She was angry, but what happened next was not good.
He swallowed, "This... is a truly amazing sight."
She said hesitantly, "Please take it back. I can't wear it even if I want it."
The prince is not like other princes. He is the heir to the throne of the empire and belongs to this imperial city just like the emperor. Although he can move freely in the capital, he cannot lead troops to fight the enemy alone unless the emperor leads the army in person. Therefore, the prince is a gentle prince. Although he has good skills, he can only be tied to this imperial city. Only when the sun sets can he put aside the endless government affairs, take a break from his busy schedule, and wait for his beloved to return.
She said that there were many things to do in the government office. "I gave out lucky money to my subordinates today. I asked around and found that Lord Nan never gave out lucky money. Although those subordinates don't mind this little bit, I gave it to them out of my heart, don't you think so?"
Xinghe could only patiently persuade him: "Killing is not the right path. From the looks of it, it seems like he's going to beat you up. It would be bad if he really killed you! It's a major holiday, so it's better to keep things to yourself."
The prince is not like other princes. He is the heir to the throne of the empire and belongs to this imperial city just like the emperor. Although he can move freely in the capital, he cannot lead troops to fight the enemy alone unless the emperor leads the army in person. Therefore, the prince is a gentle prince. Although he has good skills, he can only be tied to this imperial city. Only when the sun sets can he put aside the endless government affairs, take a break from his busy schedule, and wait for his beloved to return.
Sometimes Yinchen was clingy, just like her mother said, very clingy. Fortunately, the prince didn't favor her, so she didn't like him. If they did, with her stickiness like a candy melon, the prince would probably be finished.
Prince Xin thought about it and asked someone to take off the sack. The head underneath was already bruised and swollen, and even his mother couldn't recognize it. Prince Xin laughed and pointed at his face and said, "Little boy, since Lord Su has begged for mercy, I will spare you this time. Otherwise, your master will not be able to find you from now on. Listen carefully, flowers don't stay in bloom forever. If your master asks, tell her the original words. If she is not convinced, tell her to go to the emperor and complain about me. I will wait for her in Lizheng Hall."
She said that there were many things to do in the government office. "I gave out lucky money to my subordinates today. I asked around and found that Lord Nan never gave out lucky money. Although those subordinates don't mind this little bit, I gave it to them out of my heart, don't you think so?"
Originally, Xinghe was reluctant to meddle in other people's business, but in her opinion, Prince Xin was different from others, he was the prince's brother, and since she had met him, she had to take a look. She lifted her robe and went up the steps, pushed open the half-closed courtyard door, and saw Prince Xin with his sleeves rolled up, one foot high on the stone crane base, cheering and instructing his followers to beat up the man with a sack on his head.
Ye Jinchun squinted his eyes and looked carefully, then said quickly, "The master is coming to pick you up outside the palace gate."
Prince Xin thought about it and asked someone to take off the sack. The head underneath was already bruised and swollen, and even his mother couldn't recognize it. Prince Xin laughed and pointed at his face and said, "Little boy, since Lord Su has begged for mercy, I will spare you this time. Otherwise, your master will not be able to find you from now on. Listen carefully, flowers don't stay in bloom forever. If your master asks, tell her the original words. If she is not convinced, tell her to go to the emperor and complain about me. I will wait for her in Lizheng Hall."
Of course, there were not many people who were standing by throughout the entire process of the emperor's visit. Tongshi was the closest to him. There were also the stewards in front of the emperor and the eunuchs in the Jingshifang who were waiting to record the files, who were far away outside the front hall gate.
Prince Xin was puzzled, "When have we and Zuo Zhaoyi not been enemies?"
She said hesitantly, "Please take it back. I can't wear it even if I want it."
"Empress Zhaoyi?" Prince Xin snorted and laughed. "If Empress Zhaoyi wants to punish me, I will bear the responsibility. This servant has offended me, and I, a prince, am teaching him a lesson. What's wrong with that?"
Prince Xin spat fiercely, "It's up to you whether to let you go or not. When I've beaten you to my heart's content, I'll throw you into the well and be done with it. I'll see if you, a hopeless person, can still rely on others' power!"
Nian Shikuan ran away with his tail between his legs. No matter how cheerfully he laughed behind him, he could not do anything about it. The servant was beaten and went to the imperial court to complain about the prince. No one with a brain would do such a thing, so the beating was in vain. But Xinghe felt heavy in his heart and said to Prince Xin, "Isn't the prince afraid of making an enemy openly?"
Zuo Zhaoyi laughed, "How can I ask him about the prince's crime? What else? What did Su Xinghe say?"
Prince Xin turned around and saw her, and called out to his second sister-in-law happily, "You came at the right time. We are beating that bastard to vent your anger."
She nodded. "I don't know if the emperor is just in a whim or what. If this happens every now and then, you must send someone to inform me."
The eunuchs in the kitchen served the cold dishes first, and were busy coming and going. She stood aside, thinking of the beeswax on her wrist, and felt an inexplicable hesitation in her heart. She took off the bracelet and slowly stroked the beads one by one. He had worn the bracelet for almost six or seven years and never took it off. It was warm and delicate. She held it in her hand like this, and her mood gradually calmed down. She didn't know if it was the effect of the beeswax, but before long, her whole body felt smoother than ever before.
Of course, there were not many people who were standing by throughout the entire process of the emperor's visit. Tongshi was the closest to him. There were also the stewards in front of the emperor and the eunuchs in the Jingshifang who were waiting to record the files, who were far away outside the front hall gate.
Prince Xin was puzzled, "When have we and Zuo Zhaoyi not been enemies?"
"Empress Zhaoyi?" Prince Xin snorted and laughed. "If Empress Zhaoyi wants to punish me, I will bear the responsibility. This servant has offended me, and I, a prince, am teaching him a lesson. What's wrong with that?"
Prince Xin turned around and saw her, and called out to his second sister-in-law happily, "You came at the right time. We are beating that bastard to vent your anger."
Yinchen was a little embarrassed, "I want to be alone with my sister."
Xinghe said happily, "I can finally have a good sleep tomorrow, and I don't have to be on duty, hey!"
At this point, it was useless to say more, Xinghe reluctantly took her leave. Prince Xin looked at her back and smiled coldly, "The enemy will always be the enemy, and the enemy who is not the enemy will be determined this time."
"If you can't wear it, you can put it in a roll to let it patina up. Take good care of it, I need to check the whole process." Seeing that she was feeling awkward and didn't know where to put her hands, he held her hands tightly with contempt, so that she wouldn't be afraid of them falling off.
Xinghe could only patiently persuade him: "Killing is not the right path. From the looks of it, it seems like he's going to beat you up. It would be bad if he really killed you! It's a major holiday, so it's better to keep things to yourself."
The closer she got to the palace gate, the weaker the sound became. In the palace, people were not allowed to set off firecrackers before a certain time, for fear that the sparks would be difficult to control. She wanted to open the curtains, but was mesmerized by the scene before her. The palace under the setting sun showed a majestic and magnificent momentum, not desolate because of the cold weather. The red walls and yellow tiles, on the contrary, became more magnificent and glorious as the sun set.
The prince looked at her with disappointment, and found that their thoughts were never on the same line. Could this person in front of him be a barren woman? Why could she remain indifferent to such a beautiful man? Didn't she have any needs? Wasn't there any time when she needed to relieve her passion? There was such a big living person in front of her, who could be eaten and ridden, but she felt that it was useless. Was she lying, or was she really blind
She sneered, her tone clearly full of sarcasm.
The prince's enthusiasm was extinguished again. He didn't understand why there were such unromantic women in the world. In the past, when he watched plays and read novels, the concubine was in love with the man but was heartless. Why was it different in their stories? She was not as good at being a woman as she was at being an official. It seemed that she had been a woman for more than 20 years in vain.
Prince Xin spat fiercely, "It's up to you whether to let you go or not. When I've beaten you to my heart's content, I'll throw you into the well and be done with it. I'll see if you, a hopeless person, can still rely on others' power!"
He sighed deeply, "Fireworks are easy to disperse, and glass is easy to break. If you don't cherish such a good time now, you will regret it in the future."
When Nian Shikuan returned to Fengchu Palace, Zuo Zhaoyi frowned when she saw his appearance, "How did it become like this?"
Xinghe assigned someone to place a small table in front of the hall. It was a small rosewood crescent table that could be split and put together to form a whole table. It was placed where they could see the sky, so that even if there was no moon, when the Wan family set off firecrackers and fireworks, they could see it from their seat.
When Nian Shikuan returned to Fengchu Palace, Zuo Zhaoyi frowned when she saw his appearance, "How did it become like this?"
Nian Shikuan saw that the situation was not good, and fearing that the blanket would catch fire, he hurriedly shouted for help. A good blanket with two lions playing with a ball was burned and mottled. Several palace servants worked together to roll it up and put it in the open space outside.
She said that there were many things to do in the government office. "I gave out lucky money to my subordinates today. I asked around and found that Lord Nan never gave out lucky money. Although those subordinates don't mind this little bit, I gave it to them out of my heart, don't you think so?"
Nian Shikuan told the whole story with a sad face, "It was Su Xinghe who begged for mercy, so I was able to stay alive and serve the master. Otherwise, I would have been thrown into the well headfirst." As he spoke, he covered his face and accidentally touched it too hard, grimacing and groaning, "Prince Xin is such a bastard, he has such a dark hand. If Su Xinghe had come a step later, I would have asked them to beat me to death."
Originally, Xinghe was reluctant to meddle in other people's business, but in her opinion, Prince Xin was different from others, he was the prince's brother, and since she had met him, she had to take a look. She lifted her robe and went up the steps, pushed open the half-closed courtyard door, and saw Prince Xin with his sleeves rolled up, one foot high on the stone crane base, cheering and instructing his followers to beat up the man with a sack on his head.
The prince is not like other princes. He is the heir to the throne of the empire and belongs to this imperial city just like the emperor. Although he can move freely in the capital, he cannot lead troops to fight the enemy alone unless the emperor leads the army in person. Therefore, the prince is a gentle prince. Although he has good skills, he can only be tied to this imperial city. Only when the sun sets can he put aside the endless government affairs, take a break from his busy schedule, and wait for his beloved to return.
Yinchen was a little embarrassed, "I want to be alone with my sister."
This time Zuo Zhaoyi was really angry. She raised her sleeves and swept the hand warmer on the kang table to the ground. The burning charcoal inside rolled all over the floor. When it came into contact with the velvet carpet, the smell of burning instantly filled the air.
Ye Jinchun squinted his eyes and looked carefully, then said quickly, "The master is coming to pick you up outside the palace gate."
"If you can't wear it, you can put it in a roll to let it patina up. Take good care of it, I need to check the whole process." Seeing that she was feeling awkward and didn't know where to put her hands, he held her hands tightly with contempt, so that she wouldn't be afraid of them falling off.
Tong Shi said, "Don't worry, Master Su, I know what to say and what not to say."
Hearing the gratitude between the lines, Zuo Zhaoyi rolled her eyes at him with disdain, "You ungrateful bastard, you got beaten up but you still remember the kindness of others. If this isn't a scheme set up by Su Xinghe and Prince Xin, then what is it? The Su family is now strong enough, and seeing that I failed to be crowned as the queen, they went to look for someone better. Now it's even worse, they are using the big banner to attack my people, it seems our fate is really over."
The official sedan stopped at the Tongzi River. He took two steps forward and watched the person inside open the curtain to come out. She was in a hurry and almost ran at the end. He shouted, "Slow down." She didn't listen at all. Finally, she ran to him, panting and looking up with a smile, "Master, are you waiting for your subordinate?"
Xinghe said yes, "What would you like to eat? Steamed lamb?"
She was filled with hatred, but didn't want to lose face for a slave, so she just gritted her teeth and calmed down. She held her golden quilt and silver bed and stroked it hard, which made the cat angry. It twisted vigorously and ran away. She sucked in a breath of cold air, lowered her eyes to look at the scratches on the back of her hand, and gently covered it with a handkerchief.
Hearing the gratitude between the lines, Zuo Zhaoyi rolled her eyes at him with disdain, "You ungrateful bastard, you got beaten up but you still remember the kindness of others. If this isn't a scheme set up by Su Xinghe and Prince Xin, then what is it? The Su family is now strong enough, and seeing that I failed to be crowned as the queen, they went to look for someone better. Now it's even worse, they are using the big banner to attack my people, it seems our fate is really over."
At this point, it was useless to say more, Xinghe reluctantly took her leave. Prince Xin looked at her back and smiled coldly, "The enemy will always be the enemy, and the enemy who is not the enemy will be determined this time."
Yinchen Huanshi came forward, hugged her arm and said, "Today is New Year's Eve. This is my first New Year in the palace. Sister Xinghe, can we live together?"
"What else did Prince Xin say?"
Nian Shikuan stammered, "If the master is too angry, you can ask him for punishment."
"If you can't wear it, you can put it in a roll to let it patina up. Take good care of it, I need to check the whole process." Seeing that she was feeling awkward and didn't know where to put her hands, he held her hands tightly with contempt, so that she wouldn't be afraid of them falling off.
The eunuchs in the kitchen served the cold dishes first, and were busy coming and going. She stood aside, thinking of the beeswax on her wrist, and felt an inexplicable hesitation in her heart. She took off the bracelet and slowly stroked the beads one by one. He had worn the bracelet for almost six or seven years and never took it off. It was warm and delicate. She held it in her hand like this, and her mood gradually calmed down. She didn't know if it was the effect of the beeswax, but before long, her whole body felt smoother than ever before.
She called out, "What are you doing, my Lord?"
The prince is not like other princes. He is the heir to the throne of the empire and belongs to this imperial city just like the emperor. Although he can move freely in the capital, he cannot lead troops to fight the enemy alone unless the emperor leads the army in person. Therefore, the prince is a gentle prince. Although he has good skills, he can only be tied to this imperial city. Only when the sun sets can he put aside the endless government affairs, take a break from his busy schedule, and wait for his beloved to return.
Xinghe said happily, "I can finally have a good sleep tomorrow, and I don't have to be on duty, hey!"
Nian Shikuan stammered, "If the master is too angry, you can ask him for punishment."
Yinchen was a little embarrassed, "I want to be alone with my sister."
Xinghe was in a dilemma. "The master told me to prepare wine and food. I can't enjoy the big banquet, so I have to cook for myself when I get back. I have to accompany him."
Nian Shikuan ran away with his tail between his legs. No matter how cheerfully he laughed behind him, he could not do anything about it. The servant was beaten and went to the imperial court to complain about the prince. No one with a brain would do such a thing, so the beating was in vain. But Xinghe felt heavy in his heart and said to Prince Xin, "Isn't the prince afraid of making an enemy openly?"
Zuo Zhaoyi laughed, "How can I ask him about the prince's crime? What else? What did Su Xinghe say?"
He swallowed, "This... is a truly amazing sight."
Sometimes Yinchen was clingy, just like her mother said, very clingy. Fortunately, the prince didn't favor her, so she didn't like him. If they did, with her stickiness like a candy melon, the prince would probably be finished.
If she could stop him from worrying about something, she would do it! Xinghe told Tongshi, "Keep this to yourself and don't let anyone else know."
Nian Shikuan stammered, "If the master is too angry, you can ask him for punishment."
After leaving Tongshi, she walked away worriedly. Passing through Anren Gate and heading toward Qianqiu Palace, she could vaguely hear someone wailing in the alleyway of the Princess Courtyard, and occasionally accompanied by the happy shouts of a young man: "Beat... Beat him to death!"
Of course, there were not many people who were standing by throughout the entire process of the emperor's visit. Tongshi was the closest to him. There were also the stewards in front of the emperor and the eunuchs in the Jingshifang who were waiting to record the files, who were far away outside the front hall gate.
Nian Shikuan blinked his eyes, "Su Xinghe said, 'You have to look at the owner before beating a dog', Prince Xin said..." He didn't dare to say anything else, and was frightened by his master's glance, and blurted out, "Prince Xin said, 'No flower lasts forever', and asked the queen to be more careful."
Nian Shikuan stammered, "If the master is too angry, you can ask him for punishment."
Xinghe didn't understand what he meant, and just muttered to herself: "That's right, the weather is still so cold, how did you survive?" Then she pursed her lips and blew, blowing the lacewing away from her collar.
The prince touched his nose in dismay, but his eyes could not help but slide over there. She noticed it and crossed her arms to hug her chest, "What are you looking at?"
The eunuchs in the kitchen served the cold dishes first, and were busy coming and going. She stood aside, thinking of the beeswax on her wrist, and felt an inexplicable hesitation in her heart. She took off the bracelet and slowly stroked the beads one by one. He had worn the bracelet for almost six or seven years and never took it off. It was warm and delicate. She held it in her hand like this, and her mood gradually calmed down. She didn't know if it was the effect of the beeswax, but before long, her whole body felt smoother than ever before.
The prince touched his nose in dismay, but his eyes could not help but slide over there. She noticed it and crossed her arms to hug her chest, "What are you looking at?"
Sometimes Yinchen was clingy, just like her mother said, very clingy. Fortunately, the prince didn't favor her, so she didn't like him. If they did, with her stickiness like a candy melon, the prince would probably be finished.
Ye Jinchun squinted his eyes and looked carefully, then said quickly, "The master is coming to pick you up outside the palace gate."
This time Zuo Zhaoyi was really angry. She raised her sleeves and swept the hand warmer on the kang table to the ground. The burning charcoal inside rolled all over the floor. When it came into contact with the velvet carpet, the smell of burning instantly filled the air.
"If you can't wear it, you can put it in a roll to let it patina up. Take good care of it, I need to check the whole process." Seeing that she was feeling awkward and didn't know where to put her hands, he held her hands tightly with contempt, so that she wouldn't be afraid of them falling off.
Zuo Zhaoyi laughed, "How can I ask him about the prince's crime? What else? What did Su Xinghe say?"
The amount of money doesn't matter, what matters is the excitement. Everyone said a lot of auspicious words, and except for those who stayed behind, everyone went home to celebrate the festival. Before leaving, Xinghe went to see Nan Yushu's captain and left 14 neatly arranged lucky money envelopes. Although he was no longer working under her, he might become her man in the future.
After leaving Tongshi, she walked away worriedly. Passing through Anren Gate and heading toward Qianqiu Palace, she could vaguely hear someone wailing in the alleyway of the Princess Courtyard, and occasionally accompanied by the happy shouts of a young man: "Beat... Beat him to death!"
Prince Xin was puzzled, "When have we and Zuo Zhaoyi not been enemies?"
The prince is not like other princes. He is the heir to the throne of the empire and belongs to this imperial city just like the emperor. Although he can move freely in the capital, he cannot lead troops to fight the enemy alone unless the emperor leads the army in person. Therefore, the prince is a gentle prince. Although he has good skills, he can only be tied to this imperial city. Only when the sun sets can he put aside the endless government affairs, take a break from his busy schedule, and wait for his beloved to return.
"It looks like I'll have to spend the New Year in southern Xinjiang... I wonder if it's cold there at this time of year."
Nian Shikuan saw that the situation was not good, and fearing that the blanket would catch fire, he hurriedly shouted for help. A good blanket with two lions playing with a ball was burned and mottled. Several palace servants worked together to roll it up and put it in the open space outside.
The eunuchs in the kitchen served the cold dishes first, and were busy coming and going. She stood aside, thinking of the beeswax on her wrist, and felt an inexplicable hesitation in her heart. She took off the bracelet and slowly stroked the beads one by one. He had worn the bracelet for almost six or seven years and never took it off. It was warm and delicate. She held it in her hand like this, and her mood gradually calmed down. She didn't know if it was the effect of the beeswax, but before long, her whole body felt smoother than ever before.
"It looks like I'll have to spend the New Year in southern Xinjiang... I wonder if it's cold there at this time of year."
Xinghe had no choice but to obey, but she still felt that this was not a good idea. The bracelet was here but she couldn't wear it, so it was really useless.
The prince said, "That's right. I work hard all year round..." But she looked at him, and the prince's words were choked in his throat. Thinking about it carefully, she had worked as a female official for him for ten years, but he seemed to have never given her any red envelopes.
The blue bricks without the carpet looked cold and desolate, and thinking about the emperor staying in the greenhouse palace last night made her feel even more depressed. She sighed deeply, "How long has the eldest prince been gone?"
Xinghe smiled and said, "Let's all spend the day together. There's a banquet in the side hall. You can have a couple of drinks."
Nian Shikuan told the whole story with a sad face, "It was Su Xinghe who begged for mercy, so I was able to stay alive and serve the master. Otherwise, I would have been thrown into the well headfirst." As he spoke, he covered his face and accidentally touched it too hard, grimacing and groaning, "Prince Xin is such a bastard, he has such a dark hand. If Su Xinghe had come a step later, I would have asked them to beat me to death."
"Empress Zhaoyi?" Prince Xin snorted and laughed. "If Empress Zhaoyi wants to punish me, I will bear the responsibility. This servant has offended me, and I, a prince, am teaching him a lesson. What's wrong with that?"
Yinchen Huanshi came forward, hugged her arm and said, "Today is New Year's Eve. This is my first New Year in the palace. Sister Xinghe, can we live together?"
She nodded and said, "It's just a small gift. I hope you don't mind." She turned to look at the sky outside and said, "I should go back to the palace. I still have a lot of things to do there." She bowed and left the yamen.
She turned her head to look at him. His eyes were deep in the twilight, and she felt an unspeakable sorrow surging in them, which made her heart tighten for no reason.
Xinghe was in a dilemma. "The master told me to prepare wine and food. I can't enjoy the big banquet, so I have to cook for myself when I get back. I have to accompany him."
"Master..." She called him in panic. He looked down at her and she became timid again. "The Heaven and Earth Feast tonight is about to start, right?"
Nian Shikuan tilted his head and counted the days, "Today is exactly half a month."
"Master..." She called him in panic. He looked down at her and she became timid again. "The Heaven and Earth Feast tonight is about to start, right?"
Nian Shikuan tilted his head and counted the days, "Today is exactly half a month."
Unexpectedly, the prince was instantly excited. When he was about to pass Xuande Gate, he grabbed her hand and said firmly, "Open your eyes wide and look at me, look at me!" Xinghe was forced to look at him, and he suddenly became shy again, "Whether you want to eat or ride, it's up to you."
She nodded. "I don't know if the emperor is just in a whim or what. If this happens every now and then, you must send someone to inform me."
The prince's enthusiasm was extinguished again. He didn't understand why there were such unromantic women in the world. In the past, when he watched plays and read novels, the concubine was in love with the man but was heartless. Why was it different in their stories? She was not as good at being a woman as she was at being an official. It seemed that she had been a woman for more than 20 years in vain.
"It looks like I'll have to spend the New Year in southern Xinjiang... I wonder if it's cold there at this time of year."
The official sedan stopped at the Tongzi River. He took two steps forward and watched the person inside open the curtain to come out. She was in a hurry and almost ran at the end. He shouted, "Slow down." She didn't listen at all. Finally, she ran to him, panting and looking up with a smile, "Master, are you waiting for your subordinate?"
She said that there were many things to do in the government office. "I gave out lucky money to my subordinates today. I asked around and found that Lord Nan never gave out lucky money. Although those subordinates don't mind this little bit, I gave it to them out of my heart, don't you think so?"
The prince's enthusiasm was extinguished again. He didn't understand why there were such unromantic women in the world. In the past, when he watched plays and read novels, the concubine was in love with the man but was heartless. Why was it different in their stories? She was not as good at being a woman as she was at being an official. It seemed that she had been a woman for more than 20 years in vain.
The official sedan stopped at the Tongzi River. He took two steps forward and watched the person inside open the curtain to come out. She was in a hurry and almost ran at the end. He shouted, "Slow down." She didn't listen at all. Finally, she ran to him, panting and looking up with a smile, "Master, are you waiting for your subordinate?"
The closer she got to the palace gate, the weaker the sound became. In the palace, people were not allowed to set off firecrackers before a certain time, for fear that the sparks would be difficult to control. She wanted to open the curtains, but was mesmerized by the scene before her. The palace under the setting sun showed a majestic and magnificent momentum, not desolate because of the cold weather. The red walls and yellow tiles, on the contrary, became more magnificent and glorious as the sun set.
Someone in the city started setting off fireworks, and the scattered beauty bloomed on the sky that was about to get dark, and disappeared in an instant. The prince turned his head to look at her, "Xinghe, are you happy now?"
Someone in the city started setting off fireworks, and the scattered beauty bloomed on the sky that was about to get dark, and disappeared in an instant. The prince turned his head to look at her, "Xinghe, are you happy now?"
Xinghe said yes, "What would you like to eat? Steamed lamb?"
Men are unreliable, especially such a noble man. How many women have tried their best to curry favor with him? Even if he thinks highly of someone... what good or bad? They are all women who have served him. Who is good and who is bad? So the son is still reliable. He carried her for ten months and raised her with his blood and flesh. No matter who in this world lets her down, the son will never let her down.
After leaving Tongshi, she walked away worriedly. Passing through Anren Gate and heading toward Qianqiu Palace, she could vaguely hear someone wailing in the alleyway of the Princess Courtyard, and occasionally accompanied by the happy shouts of a young man: "Beat... Beat him to death!"
Listen, stingy people usually treat others in this way. Xinghe laughed, "I need you, a living person, but it's useless. You can't eat or ride on me, but I have to keep you there. What a trouble."
Xinghe was busy at both ends now. She was the only female official in the yamen. Nan Yushu was a rough man who only did his job and didn't know anything else. The matter of the official who was assassinated in Beijing could not be completed before the New Year, so it seemed that it would have to be done before the New Year. Their group was still busy with their own things. Xinghe took Jinci and others to clean up the yamen. When it was the afternoon, those who should resign were allowed to resign. Before leaving, Xinghe prepared a lucky money for each person, bowed to them one by one to wish them a happy new year, and presented red envelopes to thank everyone for their hard work in the past few months.
No matter how busy the court was, the New Year still had to be celebrated. In the blink of an eye, it was the 30th, and even a cold and bleak government office like the Control of Military Affairs had hung up big red lanterns and pasted couplets and window decorations.
It is a rule that fathers and sons do not sit at the same table during the imperial family's New Year's Eve dinner. A table was set up in the palace. First, the Empress Dowager sat down, and the Emperor and Empress served. Then the table was cleared and set up again, and the Emperor and Empress sat down, and the Crown Prince served. As for him, it didn't matter how he ate at the last table. He held her hand tightly, "I'll go to Anren Palace for a formality, and when I come back, we can eat again, okay? You set up a small table, just the two of us."
"It looks like I'll have to spend the New Year in southern Xinjiang... I wonder if it's cold there at this time of year."
He hummed, "Didn't we agree to be back at 5 p.m.? Why did you come back now?"
Qianhu was flattered, "What about ours?"
"What else did Prince Xin say?"
Prince Xin thought about it and asked someone to take off the sack. The head underneath was already bruised and swollen, and even his mother couldn't recognize it. Prince Xin laughed and pointed at his face and said, "Little boy, since Lord Su has begged for mercy, I will spare you this time. Otherwise, your master will not be able to find you from now on. Listen carefully, flowers don't stay in bloom forever. If your master asks, tell her the original words. If she is not convinced, tell her to go to the emperor and complain about me. I will wait for her in Lizheng Hall."
Qianhu was flattered, "What about ours?"
The prince is not like other princes. He is the heir to the throne of the empire and belongs to this imperial city just like the emperor. Although he can move freely in the capital, he cannot lead troops to fight the enemy alone unless the emperor leads the army in person. Therefore, the prince is a gentle prince. Although he has good skills, he can only be tied to this imperial city. Only when the sun sets can he put aside the endless government affairs, take a break from his busy schedule, and wait for his beloved to return.
Xinghe was busy at both ends now. She was the only female official in the yamen. Nan Yushu was a rough man who only did his job and didn't know anything else. The matter of the official who was assassinated in Beijing could not be completed before the New Year, so it seemed that it would have to be done before the New Year. Their group was still busy with their own things. Xinghe took Jinci and others to clean up the yamen. When it was the afternoon, those who should resign were allowed to resign. Before leaving, Xinghe prepared a lucky money for each person, bowed to them one by one to wish them a happy new year, and presented red envelopes to thank everyone for their hard work in the past few months.
Prince Xin spat fiercely, "It's up to you whether to let you go or not. When I've beaten you to my heart's content, I'll throw you into the well and be done with it. I'll see if you, a hopeless person, can still rely on others' power!"
The official sedan stopped at the Tongzi River. He took two steps forward and watched the person inside open the curtain to come out. She was in a hurry and almost ran at the end. He shouted, "Slow down." She didn't listen at all. Finally, she ran to him, panting and looking up with a smile, "Master, are you waiting for your subordinate?"
When Nian Shikuan returned to Fengchu Palace, Zuo Zhaoyi frowned when she saw his appearance, "How did it become like this?"
The amount of money doesn't matter, what matters is the excitement. Everyone said a lot of auspicious words, and except for those who stayed behind, everyone went home to celebrate the festival. Before leaving, Xinghe went to see Nan Yushu's captain and left 14 neatly arranged lucky money envelopes. Although he was no longer working under her, he might become her man in the future.
The captain laughed awkwardly, saying, "No, no, that's not what I meant..." He couldn't think of anything nice to say, so he bowed and said, "On behalf of my brothers, thank you for the reward."
She said that there were many things to do in the government office. "I gave out lucky money to my subordinates today. I asked around and found that Lord Nan never gave out lucky money. Although those subordinates don't mind this little bit, I gave it to them out of my heart, don't you think so?"
Qianhu was flattered, "What about ours?"
The official sedan stopped at the Tongzi River. He took two steps forward and watched the person inside open the curtain to come out. She was in a hurry and almost ran at the end. He shouted, "Slow down." She didn't listen at all. Finally, she ran to him, panting and looking up with a smile, "Master, are you waiting for your subordinate?"
Qianhu was flattered, "What about ours?"
He sighed deeply, "Fireworks are easy to disperse, and glass is easy to break. If you don't cherish such a good time now, you will regret it in the future."
The official sedan stopped at the Tongzi River. He took two steps forward and watched the person inside open the curtain to come out. She was in a hurry and almost ran at the end. He shouted, "Slow down." She didn't listen at all. Finally, she ran to him, panting and looking up with a smile, "Master, are you waiting for your subordinate?"
"It looks like I'll have to spend the New Year in southern Xinjiang... I wonder if it's cold there at this time of year."
The eunuchs in the kitchen served the cold dishes first, and were busy coming and going. She stood aside, thinking of the beeswax on her wrist, and felt an inexplicable hesitation in her heart. She took off the bracelet and slowly stroked the beads one by one. He had worn the bracelet for almost six or seven years and never took it off. It was warm and delicate. She held it in her hand like this, and her mood gradually calmed down. She didn't know if it was the effect of the beeswax, but before long, her whole body felt smoother than ever before.
Xinghe smiled and said, "I am your deputy envoy, so you are not considered my followers?"
She smiled awkwardly, "That's not what I meant. How could I ask for anything from my master? I do a job and get a salary. My master has never deducted anything from me."
On New Year's Eve, walking on the long street with the girl you like, this mood is really comfortable. They held hands, and the prince's imagination was full of tenderness, but Xinghe thought it was like an adult was afraid that the child would get lost, so he was a little bit arrogant.
Ye Jinchun squinted his eyes and looked carefully, then said quickly, "The master is coming to pick you up outside the palace gate."
The captain laughed awkwardly, saying, "No, no, that's not what I meant..." He couldn't think of anything nice to say, so he bowed and said, "On behalf of my brothers, thank you for the reward."
She called out, "What are you doing, my Lord?"
Xinghe was in a dilemma. "The master told me to prepare wine and food. I can't enjoy the big banquet, so I have to cook for myself when I get back. I have to accompany him."
He spread his arms and said, "Why don't you take a look at me and take whatever you like."
Xinghe said yes, "What would you like to eat? Steamed lamb?"
He held her down by force. "If you keep trying!" he threatened her in a bad tone. "I'll spank you if you get rid of me. Try it."
No matter how busy the court was, the New Year still had to be celebrated. In the blink of an eye, it was the 30th, and even a cold and bleak government office like the Control of Military Affairs had hung up big red lanterns and pasted couplets and window decorations.
Xinghe suddenly noticed a tiny lacewing on her shirt, with green wings and so frail. She was surprised that there was such a thing at this time of year, so she said, "Look," ignoring his complaints.
She nodded and said, "It's just a small gift. I hope you don't mind." She turned to look at the sky outside and said, "I should go back to the palace. I still have a lot of things to do there." She bowed and left the yamen.
Xinghe said happily, "I can finally have a good sleep tomorrow, and I don't have to be on duty, hey!"
Xinghe looked at the figure and clothes under the sack and immediately realized that this was Nian Shikuan, the chief steward of Zuo Zhaoyi's palace. Last time he slapped her three times, Prince Xin said he wanted to vent her anger, but she didn't take it seriously at the time. She didn't expect that he would really get angry now. She was angry, but what happened next was not good.
The prince touched his nose in dismay, but his eyes could not help but slide over there. She noticed it and crossed her arms to hug her chest, "What are you looking at?"
On the way back, there were intermittent sounds of firecrackers, booming high into the sky. The first one was okay, but the second one was earth-shattering. She was afraid of the loud noise and covered her ears. She wanted to see what was going on, so she lifted the cotton curtain on the window and looked out.
Yinchen puffed up her cheeks and looked unhappy. Xinghe saw this helplessly and said, "How about tomorrow? Let's have lunch together tomorrow and ask them to send it to the duty room." Only then did she smile again.
He was almost unable to get back to his original position after being interrupted by her, and the matter of the lucky money was lost halfway through. He thought about it for a while, and took off his bracelet and put it on her. The Buddha beads on men's bracelets are relatively large, not as delicate as women's, but his things are all top-quality and will never look shabby as gifts. Unfortunately, her wrists are too thin, and it looks like she borrowed it when she put it on. She kept shaking her hands and almost threw it off several times, shouting, "I can't take your things." But the prince thought that in the future, he would be hers, so these little things on my body are yours.
The closer she got to the palace gate, the weaker the sound became. In the palace, people were not allowed to set off firecrackers before a certain time, for fear that the sparks would be difficult to control. She wanted to open the curtains, but was mesmerized by the scene before her. The palace under the setting sun showed a majestic and magnificent momentum, not desolate because of the cold weather. The red walls and yellow tiles, on the contrary, became more magnificent and glorious as the sun set.
Prince Xin spat fiercely, "It's up to you whether to let you go or not. When I've beaten you to my heart's content, I'll throw you into the well and be done with it. I'll see if you, a hopeless person, can still rely on others' power!"
Yinchen Huanshi came forward, hugged her arm and said, "Today is New Year's Eve. This is my first New Year in the palace. Sister Xinghe, can we live together?"
Yinchen was a little embarrassed, "I want to be alone with my sister."
The closer she got to the palace gate, the weaker the sound became. In the palace, people were not allowed to set off firecrackers before a certain time, for fear that the sparks would be difficult to control. She wanted to open the curtains, but was mesmerized by the scene before her. The palace under the setting sun showed a majestic and magnificent momentum, not desolate because of the cold weather. The red walls and yellow tiles, on the contrary, became more magnificent and glorious as the sun set.