In the tenth year of Yongqing's reign, the winter has not yet entered, and the sun is still hanging outside, but Mu Xiyao already feels the freezing cold. Shrinking in Emperor Jian'an's arms, on his shoulders is the fox fur that he carefully gathered for her. The man simmered her little hand in the palm of his hand, patted the little woman's vest, and coaxed the red-eyed woman with a very soft voice.
"Don't be sad anymore. When Master Mu is gone, the Mu family will take care of me. Could it be that Jiaojiao can't trust me?"
Today, Mu Jinzhi helped the spirit back to Qingzhou. Emperor Jian'an came to see him off with his imperial concubine. She just left the pier and saw her father's spirit card just now, and hooked her to tears. The emperor looked really distressed. I am sitting in the warm sedan chair on the return journey at the moment, such a large and decent person, in the eyes of outsiders, is very envious.
"Mother is also uncomfortable." But in a few days, Yu's subsided, it can be seen that there are many people who hide from sadness. "My concubine is also reluctant."
Since she came to Dawei, she was the first to dote on her, not the man in front of her, but her parents. On New Year's Eve last year, she also received people into the palace, and the family was reunited. Seeing that it was another festive year, there was no one at this moment. How could she be relieved.
The small body in his arms was suppressed and trembling quietly, even though he was uncomfortable, he was obedient and obedient, which made Zong Zhenglin feel pity more and more.
Don't look at her showing her teeth and claws on weekdays, but when she encounters something that makes her uncomfortable, this woman never wipes her tears behind his back. Even though she was having a hard time, she always pulled him to accompany him quietly.
But just like her being "inconsiderate" in the eyes of others, it suits his heart very much, and makes the emperor very useful.
In the eighth year of Yongqing's reign, Chengzhan, who was five days away from turning one year old, developed chickenpox. Yugu came to open the party in person, and she stayed with her for two nights without closing her eyes. At that time, the woman was silently leaning on his arms, her little hands clenched his robe, and she refused to close her eyes.
"Be nice and be obedient. Take a break. If you go back to the palace and ask a few children to see you, you will have to surround Jiaojiao and be worried. Especially Ronghui, I'm afraid you will cry." The little girl has a more temperament than her mother-in-law. Being squeamish, according to the little woman, it's all because he is so used to it. And the biggest Chengyou is now sixteen years old.
On the fourth day of the tenth month of the tenth year of Yongqing's reign, the imperial monastery is now reported to the imperial temple, the first hall is worshipped, the sacrificial ceremony is performed, and an edict is issued to establish the position of the emperor's eldest son, Zongzhengde. Together with the title, there are also the second prince, the general government and the people, who are respected as "Thai King".
Hearing him mention a few children in the palace, the imperial concubine rubbed her face while wearing Long Live Master's clothes. He looked up again, the tip of his nose was red, and he was a little embarrassed. "Don't tell me you know about those few."
"It should be you." Knowing that she was still caring about her face as a mother-in-law, Zong Zhenglin took out the brocade handkerchief that was tucked at her neck, unfolded it, and carefully cleaned it up for her.
Holding the delicate woman like this, the emperor was thoughtful.
The cloudy and winter days passed with ease. In the eleventh year of Yongqing, the rain finally passed through the palace, and Eunuch Gu also sighed in relief outside the imperial study.
Long live Lord rewarded Princess Ronghui for sending a pair of feathers to the west. Seeing the seven-year-old girl pouting with the flat-haired beast, the emperor finally showed a smile. In the past few days, the Yuxiu Palace has resumed its former liveliness, and even in the imperial study, Jinshang also calmed down.
"Your Majesty, the noble master brought you red jujube and white fungus soup. I told the old slave to watch you and use it while it's still hot."
Putting down the lake pen, Emperor Jian An took up the spoon, but the half bowl was already full. Putting down the porcelain bowl, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Gu Changde's clean hands. The blue veins on the back of the hands were prominent, and the thinness was striped and the wrinkles were dense.
"Next year, it's your turn to be honored. There is one less person around me." Rarely gave birth to some feelings, but it caused Gu Changde to kneel down in fear and kowtow to show his sincerity.
After all, he was afraid of him. At this time, I especially miss the presumptuousness of the little woman in front of him.
"When the time comes, remember to remind me that I will reward you more. For many years of master-servant affection, don't ask me to treat you badly." With a wave of his hand, he told people to step back, the emperor leaned back on the brocade couch, and slowly closed his eyes.
Eunuch Gu handed the food box to the little palace maid of Yuxiu Palace. He was whisking the dust by himself, thinking back slowly in his mind, he always felt that Long Live Lord seemed to have changed in recent days. But in the end where is different from the past, but can not figure out. I'm afraid that even the imperial and noble masters in the palace can find out a thing or two
As Gu Changde expected, Mu Xiyao did find that Mr. Boss has been more diligent in coming to Yuxiu Palace these days!
At first, the man was still afraid that she would secretly think of Mr. Mu again, so he brought the book over, accompanied him, and teased her. After that, she was busy disciplining Rong Hui and Cheng Zhan, neither of which was an obedient master. Lord Boss was afraid that she would break down from exhaustion, so he came over to share with her when he was free.
Naturally, Zong Zhenglin was more willing to hold Rong Hui, so proud that the little girl liked to show off in front of Chengyou.
As for Chengzhan's little bun, his temperament and his two elder brothers are different. Xiaodouding is very clever, a big kid, and has a lot of ideas. Relying on Zong Zhenglin's leniency towards the youngest son, he still acts like a spoiled one. After reconciling his wild nature, the koi raised in Jinghu Lake in the harem were also caught several times by his nets. Angrily, Mu Xiyao took the chicken feather blanket for the first time, rolled up her sleeves, and made a gesture to get together.
Naihe is only a three-year-old child, so familiar, how can she catch people when she runs wild. Annoyed the imperial concubine, this is not a patient master. As soon as the complaint came to Emperor Jian'an, the monkey, who was still alive and kicking, lost his arrogance when he saw his father. Grabbing the hem of his clothes, he opened his eyes like Zong Zhenglin's, and the father and son looked at each other. The little guy lowered his head, imitating her mother's concubine's rogue, and was not afraid of his lectures, so he rushed up and hugged his thigh. Beg for mercy.
It was the "little flatterer" Princess Rong Hui who was most despised by Mu Xiyao. Seeing how the younger brother pleases the father and emperor, she admired it a lot, and praised the younger brother "very progress"!
These words reached the ears of the imperial concubine, and yes, the two little ones recited the book together. The older one read "The Twelve Volumes of the History of Wei", while the younger one held the book "Rhythm", stammering and stammering. There is no way, the person is too small, and the words are not fully recognized.
In the end, Mama Zhao was worried that the royal master was being too sincere to His Highness, and secretly sent someone to report to the imperial study. If Master Wan Sui hadn't come over and coaxed her in person and made the empress soften her temper, the two Highnesses would have to fined them for another half an hour.
In this way, Emperor Jian'an became increasingly sharp and decisive in political affairs. For the rest of the time, I spent more time in the imperial concubine's palace, coaxing the older ones, and then nurturing the younger ones, and life would be beautiful.
He only suffered for the ministers of the previous dynasty, looking at the vacancy of the throne in the harem, and fearing that Lord Long live up to the election early, waiting for the beautiful girl to enter the palace in a blink of an eye, and then throwing aside the rare Yuxiu palace.
According to the rules of the past dynasties, if the emperor's jade dew is uneven, there will always be some side restraints. For example, the government, the empress dowager, or the emperor was brought up from a young age.
It's a pity to meet such a grandfather! His temper was so strong that no one dared to disobey, and he evenly leveled the two Jins and married Dongwu Zhaoda. Taking advantage of the situation to rectify the clan of the family, and taking advantage of the division of counties and counties, reorganize the cabinet drastically and consolidate the imperial power.
Emperor Jian'an always listened to his advice in political affairs. But when it was time to make a decision, I just realized how gentle the hand of the late emperor was. As for the queen mother... not to mention.
With the unpopular concubine nine concubines standing in front of him, everyone had no choice but to look at the prince. It was easy to have hope, but the emperor and noble master made a message. It is not too late for His Royal Highness to choose a concubine for another two years.
Yes, many aristocratic families in Shengjing have no hope. My own girl has passed her age, how can she still be in the draft! Huang Guifei, you have the support of Long Live Lord, and you are not afraid of breaking the rules again!