Rise of the Poor

Chapter 581: Zhu Pingan's suggestions (I)

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"It's just some immature suggestions." Zhu Ping'an curled the corners of his mouth modestly. His dark and deep eyes seemed to sparkle from time to time in the sunlight, and there was a confident smile on his honest face.

“Really…really?”

Feng Bao's excited voice became even shriller when he heard this. His desperate eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at Zhu Ping'an excitedly.

However, the next second, the light in Feng Bao's eyes dimmed a lot, and his mood suddenly became low. His family knew his own affairs. He was currently trapped in a sea of fire and water, and was terminally ill. No medicine was effective.

"Oh, forget it, Master Xiao Zhu. Don't give me hope and make me despair. I really can't bear it anymore. I am already terminally ill, and even the magic medicine is ineffective. Let's not talk about anything else. The emperor is in the critical period of cultivation. He has repeatedly said that sleeping with the emperor will delay his cultivation. I can't save my head even if I have more brains."

Emperor Jiajing was famous for his temper. If one day Emperor Jiajing was in a bad mood, or his cultivation was not going well, he would most likely lose his head.

Feng Bao's eyes were filled with despair again. He lowered his head and sighed deeply. He looked like a death row prisoner waiting for execution, shrouded in despair and pessimism.

"What if it's an elixir?"

Zhu Ping'an asked jokingly, curling his lips. If Feng Bao was a fallen leaf tossed by the turbulent waves, then Zhu Ping'an was a mountain thousands of feet high by the sea, remaining calm despite the rolling waves.

"Magic pill?" Feng Bao repeated the sentence, and his dark and desperate eyes suddenly ignited a spark. He raised his head and looked at Zhu Ping'an with burning eyes.

"Ping An has some immature suggestions in his mind, but only those who know both themselves and their enemies can win every battle. If you trust Ping An, please briefly explain the bed-serving process to him."

Zhu Ping'an spoke modestly, but his whole body exuded an inexplicably convincing aura.

"Actually, this is not a secret. There is nothing that cannot be said. His Majesty randomly selects concubines to sleep with him. Once the concubines are determined, the emperor will notify the selected queen to bathe, change clothes, and prepare to be favored. The servants in the queen's palace will start to 'prepare the palace', sweep the palace, burn incense and decorate. At night, two red gauze lanterns will be hung in front of the palace gates of the concubines in the West Garden. The red gauze lanterns at the palace gate of the queen who is selected to sleep with him will be taken down, indicating that His Majesty will stay here at night. The queen will bathe in the orchid bath, dress up, and wait for His Majesty in the palace. After His Majesty finishes his government affairs, he will come in his imperial carriage and stay overnight with the queen..." Feng Bao did not hesitate and briefly described the process of sleeping with her in the palace.

Well, very good. It is almost the same as the Ming Dynasty’s harem sleeping system that I learned about in modern times.

Then there won't be any problem.

After listening to this, Zhu Ping'an nodded slightly, and his face became more confident.

Perhaps some of you in modern times have guessed the source of Zhu Ping'an's self-confidence, but Feng Bao could never understand it.

I have racked my brains and racked my brains for more than half a month, but I still have no clue. So many senior eunuchs in the palace are also at a loss. How come Master Xiao Zhu has a solution after just listening to me once? How is this possible

But it seems that Master Xiao Zhu is not joking? !

Feng Bao was puzzled by this.

"Your Majesty is wise and resolute, a benevolent monarch. He works hard day and night for the country and the people, and is busy with all kinds of affairs. For the stability of the country and to continue the royal bloodline, Your Majesty has to perform the rituals of filial piety every day. Your Majesty works so hard, and naturally we, the ministers, have to share his worries." Zhu Ping'an bowed in the direction of the West Garden and said softly.

"What does Lord Zhu mean?" Feng Bao didn't understand what Zhu Ping'an meant.

"If His Majesty could have one more hour to practice..." Zhu Ping'an did not continue to explain, but looked at Feng Bao and asked a question.

In Zhu Ping'an's view, Emperor Jiajing was like a candidate who crammed before the exam and did not get the standard answers until the time when the papers were distributed. He did not dislike the answers, but he disliked the fact that he was given too little time to memorize the answers before the exam. In fact, if he was given an extra hour or two to memorize the answers at this time, he would definitely be willing to take the exam.

"My little Master Zhu, let alone one hour, even if it's just half an hour more every day, I will have made a great contribution." Feng Bao said with some excitement.

"Half an hour is certainly not a problem." Zhu Ping'an nodded confidently.

"Master Xiao Zhu, please don't lie to me?" Feng Bao was very excited, but still a little bit unconvinced.

"Your Majesty is a responsible and wise ruler. It is his duty to continue the royal bloodline. If I am not mistaken, Your Majesty does not think that the process of continuing the bloodline itself is time-consuming and delays his cultivation, but the current bed-serving process is a bit time-consuming, which delays Your Majesty's cultivation." Zhu Ping'an explained softly, then turned his gaze to Feng Bao and continued, "In fact, if the bed-serving process is adjusted, I dare not say that it can save an hour, but half an hour is more than enough."

Emperor Jiajing was notoriously lustful. He would visit the concubines and palace maids in the harem whenever he felt like it, no matter day or night.

How could such a walking Teddy Emperor, who was definitely a lustful man, complain that sleeping with the emperor was time-consuming? It was just that the current sleeping process took Emperor Jiajing a lot of time.

"Adjust the bedtime process?"

Feng Bao repeated it thoughtfully, then shook his head vigorously, waving his hands repeatedly, "No, no, my little Master Zhu, the harem's sleeping procedures are all passed down from our ancestors. They are all ancestral laws. How can we change them?"

"Can't the laws of our ancestors be changed?" Zhu Ping'an raised the corners of his mouth, then chuckled with his hands behind his back. "Let me give you a simple example. During the time of Emperor Taizu, the palace did not allow eunuchs to read and write. During the time of Emperor Xuanzong, the palace set up an inner school to teach eunuchs to read and write. Now it has become a custom for eunuchs to read..."

"Whether the ancestral laws can be changed depends on how they are changed and how they are said. If it is beneficial to our Ming Dynasty and to Your Majesty, why can't it be changed?" Zhu Ping'an asked back.

"Uh..." Feng Bao was silent, then shook his head, "Master Xiao Zhu, you also know that the process of sleeping with the emperor in the harem looks complicated, but it is actually very simple. After the emperor chooses the concubine to sleep with, she will bathe, change clothes, and dress up, and then His Majesty will come to visit her. There is no room for change, let alone saving half an hour or an hour."

"Your Majesty is visiting?"

Zhu Pingan shook his head upon hearing this, then bowed solemnly towards the West Garden, then stood up and looked at Feng Bao and said, "Why does Your Majesty have to come to the palace to visit us? Your Majesty is worth a fortune, and you are the emperor. Why do you have to go to the Empress's palace to visit her in person? Why can't you let the Empress come to Your Majesty's palace to be visited? Wouldn't it save Your Majesty the time of coming to the palace in person?" (To be continued)