The Queen was not the only one who was upset about the selection. Hua Xiangwei was also very anxious. She had only been in the palace for a short time, but the Emperor was going to start the selection again. Shen Qingwan alone was not enough to handle it, and he was going to have to bring in another one.
"Your Majesty, don't be too anxious. Isn't the person not here yet?" Meng'er saw that she was anxious and hurried out to comfort her, but was glared back by Hua Xiangwei.
"What do you know? I have to prepare for a rainy day." How could such a little palace maid understand her thoughts? Hua Xiangwei paced anxiously in the palace.
As far as she knew, there were many unmarried ladies in the capital. She used to get together with them often. Most of them were talented and beautiful. What would she do if Fu Yuheng took a fancy to one of them
Moreover, there are so many in the capital alone, what about other places? There must be many people, and by then, her favor may be gone. How can she not be anxious
"You, come here." Anxious Zhonghua Xiangwei felt a headache and called Meng'er over. "Go and look for me and see who is the most outstanding among the concubines this year. Write them down for me."
As long as she remembers it, she can do something before they participate in the selection. Otherwise, she will know their background after entering the palace, and it will be easier to control them then.
"Yes." Meng'er received the order and went down quickly. Fortunately, she still had some connections after being in the palace for so many days. She should be able to find out what she wanted to know.
Hua Xiangwei sent Meng'er out to get information, and Li Jieyu had the same idea. Anyone who wanted to get close to the emperor was her enemy. In the past, she only had to deal with a few women in the harem, but in the future...
"Ask for me carefully, and you will get the reward. Otherwise, you know the consequences." She was feeling resentful. She had been in the palace for such a long time and she was not too worried at first. But Shen Qingwan had already appeared. If another task like this came out, it would be like adding insult to injury!
"Yes, I will definitely do it." The palace maids knelt on the ground and trembled. They, the servants, were always the ones who suffered bad luck.
Outsiders think that entering the palace is a great honor and always want to come in. But in fact, the dangers here are far greater than those outside. Once there is a mistake, there will be no recovery.
Watching the palace maid leave, Li Jieyu still couldn't calm down, and called another little palace maid beside her, "You go and watch the movements of each palace, and tell me immediately if there is any news, especially Shen Qingwan." Until now, the person she hated the most was Shen Qingwan.
The news of the talent show has been out for a long time, and the palace has already begun preparations. This time, the queen did not intervene. Everyone was guessing who would be in charge this time, but Shen Qingwan, who was at the top of everyone's discussion, did not react at all.
"Isn't your Majesty sad at all?" Seeing Shen Qingwan still embroidering and taking care of the yard as usual, Lianyun asked curiously.
Shen Qingwan smiled and shook her head. Wasn't that how she herself came to be? Since ancient times, which emperor didn't have three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two concubines? Even if she was unwilling in her heart, what could she do? Since she was not the master of this world, how could she make him change his mind
Lianyun was even more surprised to see this, but seeing that she didn't want to say more, she didn't ask any more questions and went out to see the flowers. The yard that had been destroyed has now returned to its former state and should be able to recover soon.
"Greetings to Her Majesty the Defei." When she raised her eyes, she saw Zhao Yuanrong and his men coming over, and Lianyun hurriedly paid her respects.
Zhao Yuanrong waved his hand to ask someone to get up, "Where is your master?" She looked inside with a smile on her face.
Lianyun brought her directly into the room. Shen Qingwan was still reading a book with her head down. When she saw her coming, she stood up and put the book down.
"Why are you here, sister? It's so hot." But I had already guessed the purpose of her coming. After all, we were all women in the harem.
Zhao Yuanrong wiped the sweat from her face with a handkerchief and said with a smile, "Only my sister still has the interest in reading like this. Everyone in the palace is showing off their talents now." When she came, she saw people sneaking around outside Shen Qingwan's yard.
Although she didn't know who it was, she could guess, "Sister, don't you care about the draft at all?" She looked a little curious. After all, it was a big matter concerning her status in the harem.
"Sister, do you know something?" She shook her head and asked calmly.
Hearing this, Zhao Yuanrong was a little confused, then looked at her, waiting for her to continue, "Sister, don't make fun of me, hurry up and speak."
"If I get it, I'm lucky. If I lose it, it's my fate." She sat down and looked out the window. In the past few years, she has been using this to comfort herself. Life is only one life, so why should we pursue things that we can't get
Zhao Yuanrong was stunned. She had never thought about these things, but after hearing her words today, she felt that her whole body seemed to be much cooler, and even the look in her eyes became clearer. "Sister is still very clear-headed."
"Sister, you overestimate me." In fact, she was not completely dissatisfied with the talent show, she just didn't want to compete for it.
Fu Yuheng was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, with an indifferent expression on his handsome face. He opened the memorial with his slender and bony hands and read it carefully with his eyes lowered.
"Your servant pays homage to His Majesty. Long live the emperor." Sun Ning carefully held the painting of the beautiful woman in both hands, knelt respectfully with his head buried low.
Pausing the pen and putting it aside, the man raised his eyes and said casually, "Stand up and talk."
Sun Ning kowtowed again, then stood up, held the paintings and walked forward a few steps, placing the things beside the dragon table, and said, "Your Majesty, these are the paintings of beauties who will be selected to enter the palace. Please take a look." He lowered his head, and clenched his hands tightly under his wide sleeves.
Fu Yuheng glanced at the portrait above, his thick eyebrows knitted up slightly, and his face was so cold that Sun Ning shuddered.
"Get out of here." He raised his hand, his tone full of impatience.
Sun Ningduo was a little embarrassed. Although he knew that he didn't like it, he couldn't help but persuade him, "Your Majesty, this is the rule left by our ancestors.
"Trouble." Fu Yuheng's face was slightly stiff. He pushed all the pictures of beautiful women aside, ignored them, and continued to pick up the memorials submitted by several ministers, as if he was refusing to listen to Sun Ning's nagging.
If he hadn't been his close eunuch who had been by his side for many years, he would have thrown him into jail just for his nagging.
I clearly took the memorial, and I could still feel the coolness with my fingertips, but I just couldn't read a single word. Gradually, unexpectedly, the figure of a woman emerged in my mind. The woman had a beautiful figure, and her face was always smiling. She was cold and aloof from the inside out, and her clear and moist eyes flashed with wisdom. It was Shen Qingwan.
He shook his head secretly and smiled, but it was a bit amusing.