On the day that Zhuang Wanqing was buried in the concubine's mausoleum, Zhuang Luoyan stood on the Wangyue Pavilion in the palace and watched the funeral procession leave.
"Niangniang, it's time to go back." Listening to Zhujuzhuang Luoyan putting on a cloak, he glanced at the funeral procession that could hardly see a shadow, "It's like this in the harem. You can be deceived. Today, you don't count others, and others will not let you go."
Zhuang Luoyan turned around and was about to go downstairs, when he suddenly saw a lot of carriages rushed in from the east gate, and asked, "What are those carriages for?"
"Niangniang forgot, today is the day when the newlyweds enter the palace. In the carriage are the daughters of officials from all over the world or some officials. If there is anything the emperor values, they will stay." Tingzhu looked at the cars. The carriage entered the palace gate, and behind the carriage was a slowly rising sun.
Even with the rising sun against the background, this scene does not make people see half the vitality.
Zhuang Luoyan watched this scene silently. It was another group of women who had lost their freedom. Those who stayed behind would have to live in a struggle for the rest of their lives.
"Niangniang don't have to worry, even if a newcomer enters the palace, your position in the emperor's heart will still not change," heard Zhu Jian Zhuangluo's silence, thinking she was worried about the newcomer's entry into the palace, so she couldn't help but speak to comfort , "Concubine Shu Gui of Anqing Palace has always been favored by the emperor, and many newcomers have been admitted over the years, and I have never seen the emperor be indifferent to her."
Zhuang Luoyan smiled, "Where did you think of where you went, I'm just emotional."
What are you feeling? Listening to Bamboo is a little puzzled.
When he turned around and walked down, Tingzhu heard a word from his master.
"It's a pity that the beautiful flowers will be withered when spring is over."
On the Luanhe Palace, there were twenty or thirty women in brocade clothes. These women all looked good, looked at each other and harbored hostility, but no one dared to be presumptuous on this occasion, and bowed their heads obediently, waiting for the arrival of the other ladies. .
On such occasions, the second-rank harem concubines were to be present. Although these women were young and energetic, they also knew that these high-ranking concubines were not guilty.
"Xu Zhaorong is here."
All the women saluted one after another, carefully looking at Xu Zhaorong, the weak Liu Fufeng, who was indescribably elegant and romantic.
Xu Zhaorong glanced at the women standing, and a hint of arrogance appeared on her weak face.
"Concubine Shu is here."
All the women present knew that Concubine Shu was an extremely favored concubine. Although this Concubine Shu was not dressed very luxuriously, she was so stunning that one could not help but avoid her edge.
"Zhao Xianrong is here!"
Hearing this report, the women carefully cheered up again. Although this person's position is not as good as that of Concubine Shu, but after entering the palace for just over a year, she was promoted to the position of Xianrong, and she was very favored by the emperor, so she entered the palace. Before, the family had reminded them long ago that this Lord could not easily offend.
When this Zhao Xianrong walked in, the women felt that although this Zhao Xianrong was not as beautiful as Concubine Shu Gui, he had his own characteristics, especially the pair of eyes that looked forward to flying and the gentleness emanating from his body. gas.
"You girls don't need to be more polite," Zhao Xianrong said, and people could hear her refreshing voice. Although it was not a rare voice, it made the listener feel comfortable. It can be seen that this Zhao Xianrong has his present grace, and he also has his own characteristics.
Zhuang Luoyan allowed the women below to look at herself carefully, and after greeting each other with the other concubines present, she chose a suitable place to sit down. Seeing that sitting opposite her was Xu Zhaorong, the weak Liu Fufeng, she slowly, slowly. Slowly, he looked away.
After a while, the other concubines also arrived, and the queen also arrived with the hand of the palace maid, and the next thing was to wait for the emperor to appear for the public goods of the concubines. As for the empress dowager who is the mother of the emperor, she said that she would sincerely worship the Buddha, and she had no intention of interfering in the affairs of the harem.
The emperor brought a group of big and small wives to choose the little wife, and the scene should not be too harmonious. Zhuang Luoyan glanced at the dozens of beautiful women standing below, not knowing which beauties would be thrown into the battlefield of the harem.
She felt sorry for these beauties, but these beauties each carried the ambition of Qingyun, and really answered the sentence that a child is not a fish and knows the joy of a fish.
"Just now, this palace saw a lot of flowers blooming in the Imperial Garden. It was really colorful, and it made people's eyes dazzled." The Queen glanced down, "It seems that it is a good day to enjoy flowers recently."
"The Empress is a person who cherishes flowers, so naturally she can't appreciate them," Concubine Shu Gui smiled, not looking at the group of women standing below, "The concubine is a concubine, and she only likes one or two kinds of flowers. , No matter how beautiful the other flowers bloom, they are not beautiful to concubines."
"It's good that Concubine Shu is so in love," the Queen smiled and looked at Concubine Shu, "Ming Nippon Palace will hold a flower viewing banquet in the Imperial Garden, and you can enjoy the flowers you like."
Zhuang Luoyan lowered his head, too lazy to listen to the conversation between the empress and Concubine Shu Gui, and occasionally looked at the various beauties below, waiting for the emperor to pick someone to pack and take away.
"The Emperor is here!"
The master finally came, Zhuang Luoyan stood up and saluted together with everyone, and saw the emperor pass through a group of beauties and sit down on the top golden silk nanmu dragon pattern chair.
"No ceremony," Feng Jin casually glanced at the women in the field, and then turned to the concubines who were sitting, "The empress has a good look."
"The concubine thinks that these women are all good, and it is better for the emperor to come and see you in person." The queen's answer was unmistakable.
Zhuang Luoyan glanced at the emperor who had scumbags hanging all over his body and asked his wife to choose a concubine for her husband. This kind of thing should not be too cruel, and it is not easy to be a queen.
Throughout the ages, I don't know how many queens fell into the hands of the scumbag emperor. I don't know how many women who shared weal and woe with the founding emperor ended up being lonely queens without the emperor's favor and fighting against young concubines.
Of course, Zhuang Luoyan felt that he was also a member of the profession that opposed the queen. This kind of opposition was really helpless, but in any case, the emperor was definitely the creator of the harem tragedy.
Monsters like the emperor, for women, are mostly scumbags, with thick blood and high attack, it is really difficult to conquer.
Just when Zhuang Luoyan was muttering in his heart, the emperor had already started the beauty contest. Every time a woman came forward, the eunuch read out her age, name and family background, and then the emperor decided to stay or not.
"Hua Hongxiu, seventeen years old, the daughter of the servant of the Ministry of Rites."
"The minister's daughter Hua Hongxiu pays respects to the emperor, long live the emperor, pays tribute to the queen, the queen is a thousand years old, and I have seen all the empresses."
The so-called Bisha waits for the moon and spring to tune out, and the red sleeves add fragrance to reading at night. When Zhuang Luoyan heard this name, she couldn't help but look down. Whose parents gave their daughter such an elegant but frivolous name
The woman kneeling below is wearing a peach-colored skirt and a simple hanging bun, and the blue silk hanging around her ears makes her skin breakable. Although a small face is not a beauty, it is very pure sweet.
"Your name is Hong Xiu?" Feng Jin looked at the girl below, "But the red sleeve that adds fragrance to the red sleeve?"
"Go back to the emperor, the servant girl is indeed this red-sleeved." The girl raised her head and smiled at the emperor with a pure face.
Xue Ye reads banned books, red sleeves add fragrance to the night... Zhuang Luoyan glanced at the kind and innocent girl with a smile on her face. Is this girl really ignorant or pretending to be innocent
Feng Jin nodded and said lightly, "Let's stay."
The eunuch serving next to him immediately wrote down Hua Hongxiu's name and started calling the next one.
I just called a lot of women all the time, and I didn't see the emperor nod. At this moment, only Hua Hongxiu, the daughter of the servant of the Ministry of Rites, and Yan Yuchan, the daughter of the Imperial Academy of Wine, were left behind.
As fewer and fewer women retreated, there were still only two people left, and the faces of the concubines and concubines present were not bad until the last woman appeared.
"Ning Shengyu, eighteen years old, the daughter of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple."
If Zhuang Luoyan was to use any language to describe this Ning Sheng song, it could only be described as a peerless beauty. This Ning Shengge not only captivated the country and the city, but also brought a bit of an air of desolation. No one in the audience could match her brilliance.
Not to mention the other concubines, even Concubine Shu's complexion darkened. If such a color entered the harem, I was afraid that everyone in the harem would be compared.
Feng Jin stared at the woman named Ning Shengyu for a while, then slowly said, "Stay."
Zhuang Luoyan found that although the emperor looked at Ning Shengyu for a while, there was surprise in his eyes, but he didn't feel astonished. It was enough to see that this emperor was destined not to be an emperor who would deceive the country because of his beauty.
The Empress glanced at Concubine Shu, and said in admiration, "This girl Ning is really outstanding."
"That's it," Feng Jin waved his hand lightly, "It's just three people, my harem is also very full, and there is no need to leave too many people."
"The concubine knows that the emperor is concerned about the affairs of the state, but he must also pay attention to his body." The queen comforted.
"I know that the Empress doesn't have to worry about me," the emperor looked at the people who were still standing below him.
"Congratulations to see the emperor." The queen and the concubines stood up and saluted, watching the emperor leave gracefully.
After walking out of Luanhe Palace, Zhuang Luoyan looked up at the clear sky, and turned to Tingzhu who was behind him: "The weather is good today, why don't you leave the paper kite in the open space behind our palace for a while."
Listening to Zhu and Yun Xi followed and looked at the sky, Yun Xi said, "It's really a good day to put paper kites."
Feng Jin finished processing the expedited documents in his hand and left the Qinzheng Hall. When he accidentally looked up, he saw the colorful peacock paper kite flying in the air. He squinted for a while, "Where did you put it?"
"Go back to the emperor, Yi Nucai looked at it, this should be in Xihe Palace." Gao Dezhong looked up and said, "The weather is pleasant today, no wonder Zhao Xianrong wants to put a paper kite for fun."
"If that's the case, I'll go take a look too." Feng Jin was interested, and just walked a few steps, when he saw the queen with the maid and eunuch coming, he had to stop and wait for the queen to come.
"The concubine has seen the emperor," the queen stepped forward and saluted.
"Is there something to see the Queen?" Feng Jin glanced at the Queen, then looked up at the paper kite flying in the sky.
"Back to the emperor, the concubine wants to ask the three newcomers who have just entered the palace, what position the emperor intends to give them?" The queen followed the emperor's line of sight and happened to see the beautiful peacock paper kite.
"Is there anything to ask? It's just that I just entered the palace. Yan Yuchan and Hua Hongxiu are both conferred talents. Ning Shengyu looks good, so I'll be a noble person." Feng Jin retracted his gaze, "If the queen has nothing else to do, she will step down. Bar."
The smile on the queen's face froze a little, she bowed to the emperor and backed away silently, and when she got to a place where the emperor could not see, she looked up at the paper kite in the sky again, and said expressionlessly, "That is Which palace?"
"Niangniang, the servants look at the Xihe Palace," He Yuyu mocked, "Zhao Xianrong is really in good spirits." What kind of paper kites are there at the moment, I don't know if I'm really happy or pretending.
The queen looked at the peacock swaying in the air, her eyes were a little complicated, "Who can be uninterested in this harem?"
When Feng Jin came to Xihe Palace, just as he approached the backyard, he heard Zhuang Luoyan's laughter, pure joy and relaxation.
"Niangniang, relax the line a little, it's windy at the moment, be careful to break the line."
"Don't worry, I know how to put it. Ouch, Tingzhu, your little swallow hasn't been put up yet."
Listening to this girl-like conversation, Feng Jin suddenly remembered that her Zhao Xianrong was only eighteen years old.
Lifting her foot into the backyard, she saw that her bun was a little messy, and Zhuang Luoyan, who had a ruddy face, was squatting on the grass without any image.