Sitting in the garden and sighing for a long time, the emperor has not come to pick her up yet.
"Did something happen to Zichen Palace?" Hua Chun asked Qing Niao curiously.
Qing Ling shook her head, and said in a calm voice: "Before the three pillars of incense, the emperor sent someone to come, and seeing that Gong Yuhou hadn't left, he left without saying anything."
What? Hua Chun was slightly stunned, quickly lifted her skirt and walked towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation, saying as she walked, "Why didn't you remind me?"
Qing Ling is very innocent: "You are talking about business with Master Hou, and the servants did not dare to disturb you."
It's broken, it's broken, Hua Chun has a bad premonition in his heart. The emperor thought that she and Gong Yuhou were not pleasing to the eye, and today he agreed to pick her up after their discussion, but he didn't expect to leave her here. This shows what? It shows that the emperor is obviously jealous!
Although she still enjoys the feeling that her man is jealous, it can prove that he cares about herself, but the emperor's jealousy is different from ordinary people, if she doesn't explain it well, it may cause some trouble.
Three steps and two steps, Hua Chun hurriedly ran into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
As a result, the emperor sat at the table calmly, and only looked up at her when he heard the movement: "You're back?"
After taking a few breaths, she cautiously leaned over: "You're back, the emperor has been waiting for a concubine for a long time?"
"No." Yu Wenjie said: "I'm having a headache with these scriptures, it's just in time for you to come back, so please correct them for me."
Hua Chun: "..." She had only rested for two days, and she was going to work again!
Resigned to her fate, she sat down and accepted the booklet, but she still couldn't help but look at him secretly, seeing that he had no special reaction, she explained sincerely first: "I just chatted with Lord Hou for a while, and I thought you were in Zichen Hall Well, I didn't expect to come back."
"Hmm." The emperor replied without any expression on his face.
Is this happy or not? Care or not? Hua Chun was a little worried, except on the bed, Yu Wenjie's expression was really deep and unchanged for thousands of years, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking at all.
"The concubine feels that if the emperor wants to dismiss Li Zhongtang, there may be no way for a while. You can let Hou Ye build a ladder in the middle, first let Li Zhongtang resume his official position and rest at home, and then slowly take away his power. Killed with a stick."
Yu Wenjie raised his head: "Is this the result of your discussion with him for so long?"
"Well, this is my opinion on Li Zhongtang's matter, and about Prince Xi." Hua Chun glanced outside the door, and Qing Niao immediately went out and closed the door.
"What happened to Prince Xi?"
"Both my concubine and Lord Hou feel that Prince Xi should be allowed to return to his own fief and not to interfere in the government anymore." Hua Chun said earnestly, "Keeping him in the capital is like locking up a weasel in a chicken coop. His chicken will always be eaten by him."
The emperor was silent.
"Prince Xi has been with the Empress Dowager for a long time, it is time to go back to the fiefdom, otherwise the fiefdom will remain unowned, and I'm afraid it would be inappropriate." Hua Chun said, "Don't you think so, Your Majesty?"
"What you said makes sense." Yu Wenjie said flatly, "But the Empress Dowager loves him very much, and will not let him return to the fief for no reason."
After thinking for a while, Hua Chun said: "Let's leave this to my concubine to find a solution. First, you should cooperate with Lord Hou to stabilize the situation in the court."
The emperor paused and looked at her sideways: "Are you arranging a task for me?"
The voice was calm, unable to hear the tone, so Hua Chun thought he was joking, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to concubine, I just help out with some ideas."
"Understood." Yu Wenjie got up, pulled off the two buttons on the dragon robe, and walked towards the inner hall.
It seemed that something was wrong, and everything seemed to be normal, Hua Chun looked at his back for a while, shrugged, and continued to make changes for him.
Prince Xi is the youngest son of the Empress Dowager, so he was so loved by the Empress Dowager that he lived directly in Boyang Palace instead of opening a mansion outside the palace. It can be seen from this that it is impossible to get the queen mother to agree to his leaving the palace with just a few words, Hua Chun is going to use a more roundabout tactic.
If you want to be a qualified wife helper, you must have a good relationship between your mother-in-law and your husband-in-law. The royal family is no different than ordinary people, the relationship is not so pure, but it is more important. Hua Chun carried a freshly made fruit basket and two boxes of pearl powder, and went to Huiming Palace to pay respects.
"What is this?" The Queen Mother looked at the basket brought by the maid, feeling a little novel: "So many fruits are jumbled together, how come they look pretty?"
Hua Chun smiled and said: "Back to the queen mother, this is called the mixed platter of heaven and earth blessings. The freshest fruits in autumn are here. The combination of red, green and orange colors makes people look very comfortable. Whether it is apples or pomegranates, they can complement each other." , much nicer than a separate plate, what do you think?"
Everything is exaggerated. An ordinary thing, with a bunch of rhetoric, also makes people feel tall.
The Empress Dowager obviously accepted her tricks, her brows eased, and she nodded kindly: "You have a heart."
"And this." Hua Chun held up two red lacquer boxes with a smile: "The concubine knows that the queen mother is not old, and she is still as young as thirty years old, but pearl powder is good for the skin. The top-quality Nanzhu mill powder you selected, I hope the queen mother will stay young forever."
Slightly taken aback, the queen mother reached out to take the box in her hand, opened it and looked at it, with a moved look in her eyes: "The emperor chose it himself?"
"Yes." Hua Chun said with a smile, "Your Majesty has been busy recently, and he doesn't come to pay his respects often, so I can only let my concubine convey it on my behalf."
The Empress Dowager nodded, asked Aunt Yue Jian to help her up, closed the box and said, "Ai Jia thought he had a grudge in his heart, and he never came."
After Prince Xi returned to Beijing, the emperor didn't like to come to pay her respects.
Hua Chun thought, whoever has a mother who favors his younger brother would be unhappy, right? She still remembered that when the emperor was assassinated, she could almost guess that it was Prince Xi who did it, but because of the empress dowager, there was nothing she could do about him, which showed how partial the empress dowager was.
However, when Prince Xi was not around, she was still very kind to the emperor. Based on this, Hua Chun felt that the relationship between mother and child could be salvaged.
Not only today, but for the next few days, Huachun spent all his time making all kinds of modern gadgets and taking them to the Minghui Hall, such as wooden foot massagers, and silver scalp massagers. massager. Yu Wenjie often saw her lying on the table drawing something as soon as he looked up, and then told Qing Niao and the others to do it.
"What do you want?" he asked.
Hua Chun smiled and said: "The concubine is working hard to send Prince Xi away."
Can you send Prince Xi away by doing this? Too naive, right? The emperor frowned, looked into her shining eyes, thought for a while, and decided not to hit her anymore, let her do what she wanted.