Ye Zhen stepped into the hall slowly and was helped by Emperor Sheng Yuan before he could salute, and said warmly, "You are not staying in Ganquan Palace on a cold day, what are you doing out? Be careful of the cold."
Ye Zhen waved her hand and was about to say a few words, but suddenly coughed, her pale cheeks were stained with a layer of crimson, and she looked really pitiful. Emperor Sheng Yuan hurriedly pulled her to the couch and took a seat, and ordered Bai Fu to add another brazier. After coughing for a long time, Ye Zhen finally regained her breath, caught a glimpse of the box placed beside her feet, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, are you reading a book? The dim candlelight at night is not good for your eyes, why don't you read a few paragraphs for you? ."
"You are afraid that the candle will hurt my eyes, but you are not afraid of hurting your own eyes? Besides, you have been coughing for a while, so you should protect your throat." Emperor Shengyuan took the big cloak from Bai Fu, put it on Ye Zhen's shoulders, and once again Shove a heater into her arms.
Under this person's meticulous care, Ye Zhen's heart was as sweet as honey, and her voice softened more and more, "Your Majesty has been reviewing memorials all day, and his eyes are very tired. It's time to read and keep your mind active. Your Majesty can rest assured that if your concubine's throat is uncomfortable, it will stop."
Emperor Shengyuan took pity on her frail body and worried about her, so it would be helpful to find something to do for her, so he handed over the "Bamboo Book Chronicle" at hand, "Okay, just read these two pages. If you are depressed and unhappy, you can call your mother into the palace to talk, don't just lie down and think."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ye Zhen smiled extremely sweetly. After taking the book, she looked at it and said in surprise, "What kind of book is this? I've never heard of it."
"A history book is relatively uncommon." If Guan Suyi didn't mention it, Emperor Shengyuan would not know that there was such a history book. If he wanted to study historiography on weekdays, the Central Plains scholars around him would only recommend Shangshu or Shiji, as if these two were the orthodox books.
"Why didn't your majesty read the "Historical Records"?" Ye Zhen only mentioned it casually, and soon turned the page to read, "In the last years of Yao's age, virtue declined, and he was imprisoned by Shun..." After only a short paragraph, she shook her head and laughed. , "Your Majesty, it's no wonder that this history book is so obscure, it distorts history."
"How do you know that it distorts history? Who can tell what the real history is?" Emperor Shengyuan asked in a deep voice.
"This is the first time that a minister and concubine have seen such an annotation in a historical book. In ancient times, resources were scarce and life was difficult. From the common people to the leaders, they all had to slash and burn crops and drink blood to survive. What's more, the leaders had to lead by example and lead their soldiers. , life is even more difficult. The harvested food and the prey are equally distributed according to the population, no one will have a little more, and no one will be less. Therefore, the world only knows that it is public, and it does not know that it is private. Therefore, The system of renunciation came into being. "Records of the Five Emperors of the Grand Historian" said: 'The world's great virtue begins with Emperor Yu', which shows that people in ancient times had fewer disputes and conducted virtuous governance, and such a reputation for the ages was slandered into such an unbearable situation. It's really annoying and hateful." Ye Zhen put down the book and sighed, "Your Majesty, the writing of historians is different from that of ordinary scribes. The cognition of posterity.”
Emperor Shengyuan stared at her for a while, then smiled, "No wonder when you were in Liaodong, all the generals in the army praised you as the number one talented woman in the Central Plains, and you really have extraordinary knowledge."
Ye Zhen waved her hands repeatedly to humble herself, put the "Bamboo Book Chronicle" into the box, and took out another "Book of Documents" to read. When she thought about it, His Majesty, who advocates Confucianism, would definitely prefer the works of Confucius, and she could make annotations during the reading process and show off her talents to the fullest. Wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone? These days, she is actually not idle at all. As long as she studies books related to Confucianism, she has thoroughly researched and thoroughly researched them, and she is not afraid to have nothing to talk about with His Majesty. Talking and talking, maybe you can stay in Weiyang Palace and truly become His Majesty's woman.
However, she imagined it very beautifully, but the reality was just the opposite. After only half an hour, Emperor Shengyuan waved his hand and said, "I'm tired, you go down." The words fell on his forehead, his face sleepy.
Ye Zhen's breathing was stagnant, her expression changed in shock, but it only returned to normal in an instant, she stood up and said goodbye generously. Going all the way out, she was still rebuilding the meeting in the Weiyang Palace in her mind, breaking apart and smashing every word she said, thinking about it carefully, and finally found no gaffe, and then she felt relieved. .
At the same time, Emperor Shengyuan picked up the "Bamboo Book of Years" that she had thrown away, turned to the previous page, and smiled inexplicably.
Bai Fu saw that His Majesty never called concubines and concubines, and even the most beloved Ye Jieyu could not stay overnight. Seeing that he was twenty-seven, almost standing, but had no children to inherit, he couldn't help feeling anxious, but he didn't dare to persuade him. Euphemistically, "Ye Jieyu is worthy of being the number one talented girl in the Central Plains. The servants couldn't understand a single word of what she said. Counting all over the palace, she is the only one who can chat with His Majesty and relieve fatigue. Save your body from being overworked."
Emperor Shengyuan turned a page and said in deep thought, "The culture of the Central Plains is extensive and profound. Even in the market slang, it reveals a lot of mysterious and mysterious life wisdom. What is there to say? A bucket of water, half a bucket of water..."
Bai Fu smiled and said, "Report to Your Majesty, 'A bucket of water doesn't shake, but half a bucket of water dings'."
Emperor Shengyuan nodded and said, "It is this sentence." At the end, there was no other words.
Bai Fu waited for a long time without waiting for the follow-up. He couldn't help but look up. He saw that His Majesty's expression was focused, his face was solemn, and there was no sign of being pleased. Only then did he realize that the slang phrase just now was actually obscure. She mocked Ye Jieyu for being a talented girl.
Bai Fu quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking to himself, did he want to be wrong? How could the emperor dislike Ye Jieyu? In the whole palace, only Ye Jieyu has the most beautiful appearance, the most talent, her temperament is also gentle and supple, and her heart is beautiful. If the emperor doesn't even like her, who else can he like
While guessing at random, I heard a lazy voice from above, "At that time, my Jiuli tribe was defeated by the Huaxia tribe, and all the people were imprisoned as slaves. The prey is used to enshrine the leaders of the Huaxia tribe. I don’t know the history of the Han people, but I know the history of the Jiuli people. Slaves have been created since ancient times. The tribal leaders have the most slaves, so how can they work? When saving the rest of the money, the first thing that comes to mind is to buy a slave as an animal. Cover up and remove the rotten ones, leaving only what they think is good. The word "successful and defeated" is apt. History is often made up by the victors, and the losers become thieves and bandits. "
Bai Funane didn't dare to speak, and the cold sweat that had just been wiped off came out again, thinking that it was no wonder that His Majesty would ridicule Ye Jieyu, it was her words that touched His Majesty's sore spot. Just when the hall fell into a dead silence, a brisk laughter came from the first, "What are you talking about, you don't understand either. Find out the works of the Zuo family, and I will read them. ."
"The Zuo Clan?" Bai Fu was frightened just now, and his mind was a little hard to turn.
"Zuo Boxiong, that Zuo clan." Emperor Shengyuan's tone was a little impatient.
"Ah, the Zuo clan! The Zuo clan of the historical family!" Bai Fu suddenly realized, and hurriedly poked his butt and rummaged in the box.
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Guan Suyi returned to Hou's mansion to catch up with dinner, Mingfang arranged the dishes and said mysteriously, "Miss, you just left the mansion on the front foot, and Liu's back foot came, first to see the injury of the eldest young master, crying. One, and then took the Hou Ye aside to talk. The servants did not dare to approach, but Yingyingchaochuo heard a few words, saying 'little aunt', 'concubine', 'dowry', 'worry about it' and so on. Miss, is it the Ye family? Do you want to send a daughter in as a concubine for Lord Hou?"
Mingfang is not stupid, on the contrary, she is too smart, so her heart will become bigger and bigger. Guan Suyi gave her an admiring look and smiled, "I will accept a concubine, and I will accept it all."
Mingfang looked shocked and was waiting to be persuaded, but she heard the voice of the little maid from outside, saying that the Lord Hou and the eldest lady were here and wanted to have dinner with the lady. Guan Suyi hurriedly asked Mingfang to go to the kitchen to pass a few more dishes, and repeatedly told him to cook a cup of Wangba soup.
Mingfang couldn't, so she had to go with all her heart.
The dishes were served quickly, and the three of them put on a happy appearance to encourage each other to eat. After a lot of chattering, Zhao Luli got to the point, "I heard from my mother that she has given you the dowry left by Zhen... her deceased wife? Xi'er is about to get married, why don't you give the dowry to you? She, so that she can practice her hands as soon as possible."
Of course it's okay to hand it over to Zhao Chunxi, but it can't be too straightforward, lest Zhao Chunxi will run over and cry for help in the future, but it won't end well, but will be accused of unwarranted crimes like in his previous life. How to deal with this dowry, Guan Suyi already had a plan in her mind, so she smiled, "The dowry is Xi'er's, so she should take care of it herself. But my mother gave it to me to take care of it, and she also trusted me. If something goes wrong, I can’t tell even with 10,000 mouths. I can give Xi’er the dowry list first. If she is worried, she can take someone to the warehouse for inspection. However, before the official handover, I will I have to take the liberty to ask, can she do arithmetic, check accounts, check accounts, and arrange personnel? Can she know how to check the quality of goods, measure the price gap of goods in various places, and estimate the profit or loss?"
Zhao Luli doesn't understand himself, let alone his daughter? Treating this child who is eight-pointed like Ye Zhen, he can say that he devoted everything he had and cultivated according to Ye Zhen's model, so when he was thirteen years old, he could only play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and knew nothing about common affairs. His cheeks flushed, his eyes wandered, and he was speechless for a while.
Zhao Chunxi was very unconvinced, and was about to refute when he saw Guan Suyi brought an exquisite little abacus and said slowly, "One plus one, two, three, until ninety-nine, you can calculate it for me. Forget it, I will have someone carry the dowry to your yard immediately. If you add it wrongly, from today, you will follow me to learn how to manage the mid-income feed. The old lady has a copy of this dowry list. There is one copy, and now I will transcribe three more copies, and we will have one. So you can rest assured that I will not take any advantage of your Ye family. "
Zhao Luli was embarrassed by her frank remarks, and hurriedly explained, "Mrs. misunderstood..." While Zhao Chunxi was holding the abacus, his fingertips trembled.
Guan Suyi raised her hand to interrupt the other party, with a very cautious tone, "Don't secretly blame me for 'taking the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain', I am not a villain, but I am also afraid of being misunderstood, especially for the dowry of Mrs. Moxian. This kind of terrifying misunderstanding. I am the successor of the family, and I have been walking very hard. If I make a mistake, I will be criticized and smeared by the Houfu and the Guan family. The Guan family is now a model of the world, a model of morality, and the white jade is flawless. , not to be defiled, and therefore, I care more about my words and deeds than you, and I know better about self-restraint, returning to rituals, and being kind to others."
Zhao Luli became more and more ashamed, and he couldn't even lift his head.
Guan Suyi didn't look at him, clicked on the table, and said in a low voice, "Let's start the calculation."
Zhao Chunxi deeply felt that every time he came to look for Guan Suyi, he was humiliating himself, and he must be fully prepared to come again next time.