After sending Ye Zhen back, Emperor Shengyuan put down the spoon and said solemnly, "This cup of soup is given to you, drink it while it's hot."
Who dared to refuse what the royal gave, Bai Fu was flattered and took the soup bowl and drank it all in small sips, deliberately praising Ye Jieyu's cooking skills, but afraid of angering the emperor by saying the wrong thing, so he had to shut up. He really can't guess the emperor's mind now, saying that he doesn't dote on Ye Jieyu, concubines in the palace, only with Ye Jieyu can talk to him; say he loves Ye Jieyu, he is in Ganquan Gong couldn't stay for half an hour, let alone stay overnight.
No wonder that after so many years, not only Ye Jieyu had never given birth, but the rest of the palace concubines did not move, and the empress dowager was not his biological mother, so she did not urge at all, and only concentrated on raising the little grandsons left by the princes. His Majesty is twenty-seven or eighty-eight this year. If there is no good news, I am afraid that in a few years, it will be criticized by the courtiers. Bai Fu finally realized the taste of "the emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuch", but he did not dare to speak out and persuade him. He had to pick a few more beauties to serve in the palace, preferably someone as talented as Ye Jieyu.
While thinking about it, Emperor Sheng Yuan had already leaned on the dragon chair and closed his eyes. The sky outside the window was getting dark, and a layer of shadow covered his stern face. gas.
Bai Fu didn't know what happened to the emperor when he was dressed in white dragon fish, but he was sure that he was in a bad mood right now. The servants who can serve as errands in the Weiyang Palace are all human beings, and there is no need for the chief supervisor to remind them that they have lowered their eyes and eyes, kept their voices quiet, and dared not make trouble.
In this deadly atmosphere, time passed quietly, as if a long time had passed, but it seemed like only a moment, Bai Fu suddenly heard His Majesty's low voice, "Bring the Book of Songs here, I want to see it."
"Here." Bai Fu hurriedly found the book and placed it on a tray covered with silk.
Emperor Sheng Yuan turned around at random, his obscure eyes suddenly fixed, and after a while, he slowly read word by word, "There are trees in the south, so don't stop thinking. Jiang Zhi is forever, it is impossible to think about it. Bai Fu, can you sing this poem? Sing it and listen."
"Your Majesty, due to the turmoil of war, the rise and fall of feudal lords, and the displacement of the common people, many of the tunes in the Book of Songs have been lost. The servants have little knowledge and dare not show their ugliness. If Your Majesty really likes it, it is better to ask the emperor and teacher tomorrow. His old man may know a thing or two."
"Please Guan Qiguang sing a love poem? That's all." Emperor Shengyuan shook his head and laughed, as if thinking of something, he murmured, "Someone will definitely sing, but if she sings it to me, I will be even more sad, it is better to be invisible. It's hard to hear."
Which woman doesn't even want to give you face? Who else can make you miserable? Bai Fu felt unbelievable. Seeing that His Majesty's expression changed from longing to loss, and then to gloomy and depressed, he finally did not dare to ask.
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Zhenbei Houfu, Shangfang.
Zhao Chunxi has been waiting in the side hall for more than an hour. Seeing that Guan Suyi has not returned to the house, he can't help but feel a little anxious. Her two maids, Hexiang and Xueliu, frequently ran outside the second door to look around, their faces full of impatience. After a few quarters of an hour, He Xiang ran back and said indignantly, "Miss, don't wait, let's go back. Madam knew that you were going to apologize today, but she went out without saying hello and asked you to wait. Is it to hang you on purpose!"
"My aunt is about to pass the door. Wang Shu and I have been close to my aunt since we were young. She is worried that we will be wooed, which will shake her status. It is not surprising that she gives us some slapstick." Zhao Chunxi squeezed the veil tightly and endured secretly. .
"However, you are the young lady of the Hou's family. Are you going to let her argue? She treats you so coldly, you should let the Hou Ye know, otherwise you will swallow your anger for a long time, and she will treat you as a soft persimmon. , squeezed more and more smoothly."
"There's no need to tell daddy, so what if I tell him? He always asks me to please the Guan family more, don't disobey, after all, my dowry and future depend on her to plan. She also insulted me for being raised by a young woman, daddy. He actually didn't listen to it and ignored it. It is said that if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather, which is really true. "
"Miss, the slave girl said something rude. Aunt Ye is your own aunt after all. Behind her are Master Ye, Madam Ye, Madam Jieyu, and even the emperor's support. Her identity is not comparable to that of an ordinary concubine. The next heir, as long as Empress Jieyu issues a decree, it will be enough to raise her as an equal wife. Then she is equal to the Guan family, so why should you alienate Concubine Ye according to the Lord's orders, but force yourself to go. How about getting close to the Guan family?" After saying this, He Xiang looked around, feeling rather guilty.
Zhao Chunxi's eyes lit up slightly, then dimmed again, "Take a flat wife? Will you lead the wolf into the room?"
"What kind of person is Concubine Ye, do you still know? She has watched you and the eldest young master grow up since she was a child, and she will treat you as her own and dig your heart out, and she will be stronger than that Guan family. If you are worried After she gets an heir, her heart is changeable, so she will simply give her a few years of medicine, and when you get married, the eldest young master will be crowned the prince and inherit the title, and then give her a child to support her."
If Ye Fan can be given medicine, then Guan Shi can also be given medicine. Zhao Chunxi's heart trembled slightly, and he was obviously persuaded. After thinking for a moment, he waved his hand and said, "My aunt came from a humble background. If you want to raise a flat wife, it is not easy, and you need to take care of it. However, my time is limited, and I will leave the cabinet in two or three years. , I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for her to come out."
"Miss, you are thinking wrong. The length of time is not only up to God, but also for us. Empress Jieyu's holy favor is ever-lasting, and a few words of pillow wind can make the Ye family a top-level gatekeeper. My aunt's family background has also risen with the tide. And in the house, you and she can join hands to deal with Guan's family and suppress it. If Guan's personal morality is bad, how can you give it to the palm of your hand and become a wife again? Unreasonable. Combining attacks from three sides, it only took a year and a half for her to become a phoenix."
"Good idea!" Zhao Chunxi sighed with a palm, and then worriedly said, "But after all, she is a first-rank official appointed by the emperor. If she is suppressed too hard, will she offend Shengyan?"
"Are you still afraid that the emperor will protect her, and not protect Empress Jieyu? The only woman who followed the emperor into and out of the battlefield was Empress Jieyu, the only woman who lived and died with him was Empress Jieyu, the only woman who gave her life to save him. It is also the Empress Jieyu. Now that the emperor has ascended the throne and proclaimed the emperor, only Empress Jieyu has the highest position in the whole palace. In charge of the Fengyin, the six palaces, and the Jiaofang alone, such a great honor, not to mention protecting you, it will be It's easy to create a giant family. Just wait, when Empress Jieyu gives birth to a dragon heir, and go further, the Ye family should soar to the sky and be full of glory, and you and the eldest young master are the juniors she values the most. The future is sure to be good. You don't have to stick to the present, just take a long-term view."
"My mother..." Zhao Chunxi changed his words in time, "If my aunt can really go further, my grandfather is the king of the country. According to the rules, he can be canonized as the king. At that time, the mere family is really nothing to be afraid of."
"Yeah, so why do you have to be humble in front of the Guan family like the Lord Hou instructed you to do? You just need to make good friends with your foreign family and stay with the Empress Jieyu, and there will be countless prosperity and wealth in the future." He Xiangyue Said that the more clever he felt, the more he could not help showing his color.
Zhao Chunxi was still hesitating when he suddenly saw Xue Liu rushing over and said excitedly, "Miss, just now the concierge sent a message to the slave, saying that Empress Jieyu had rewarded many things in Ye Mansion, one of which was an eight-foot-tall red coral designed for Concubine Ye. Add makeup, the whole body is crystal clear, the color is gorgeous, the price is invaluable, and the eyes of passersby are straight. The concierge also said that the red coral alone is enough to match the princess to the dowry! My dear, Ye Mansion is now famous, everyone. They're all talking about it!"
He Xiang hurriedly beat the drum, "Ms. Jieyu really misses the Ye family the most, and she can't tolerate bullying by others. By then, Concubine Ye will no longer have to worry about being crushed by that cheap servant."
"Not only that, Concubine Ye can turn her back on Madam, and see if they dare to neglect the eldest young lady!" Xue Liu raised her chin, her expression extremely arrogant.
With such a powerful foreign family and such a favored mother, what is Zhao Chunxi worried about? She felt relieved for a while, and immediately greeted the steward and left with arrogance. As for dowry and marriage, the mother can help to plan. She is precious as Jieyu, and it only takes one sentence to go on, not to mention that it is not difficult to let her daughter marry into an aristocratic family, even if she refers to the royal family.
As soon as the group left on the front foot, Guan Suyi turned back on the back foot, caught a glimpse of the still warm tea cup on the table, and asked, "Has Zhao Chunxi been here?"
"Mrs. Qi, Miss has been waiting for you all afternoon, and it's less than a quarter of an hour after you left." The steward cleaned up the table while she spoke.
"Leave without waiting. I'm afraid I've learned the news that Ye Jieyu made a face to Ye Fan, and I've changed my tune. In the future, if we want to greet the eldest lady in the yard, it will be difficult and difficult." She disagreed. smiled.
"It's better if you don't come, our yard is finally clean." Ming Lan put the brocade box on the desk and went to prepare tools for repairing the shredded paper.
The two masters and servants worked on the book until the middle of the night, and finally kept the fragments properly and pressed them into a special plywood. Minglan took advantage of the gap between the baths and asked her to sing a poem improvisationally, so as to teach her a few more words. The Guan family is an aristocratic family, and they talk and laugh with great Confucianism, and there is no white person. If you don't have the spirit of being eager to learn, you will be rejected by the master.
Guan Suyi rested her pillow on the edge of the tub, closed her eyes and hummed slowly, "There are trees in the south, you can't stop thinking. There are wandering girls in the Han Dynasty, you can't think about it. Fang Si." The lingering voice was melodious and melodious, but it also carried an inexhaustible sadness.
Minglan was stunned, clutching her chest and said, "Miss, what does this poem mean? I feel a little sad in my heart."
Guan Suyi opened her eyes, looked at the void, and explained word by word, "There are trees in the south of the Han River, but I don't want to explore the secluded forest. The beauty across the water is wandering leisurely, and my heart longs for it but it's hard to find it. The Han River is deep and wide, The water is wide and cannot swim. The soup of Hanshui is long and long, even if there are wooden rafts, it cannot be crossed. This poem tells the love of the heart, but it is also full of the pain of not being able to ask for it.”
"No wonder I'm so sad in my heart." Ming Lan suddenly shed two lines of tears, in exchange for a chuckle from Guan Suyi. Infatuated people are sad, infatuated people are pitiful, and infatuated people are even more ridiculous. In this life, she will never be infected with half-point love.