The Virtuous Concubine of the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 18 Embroidery (3)

The emperor raised the corner of his eyebrows thoughtfully, looking at Jiaorong, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, the emperor looked away, and said in a low voice: "If I hadn't bumped into you here, I probably would have forgotten the birthday of Yougui. Now it is almost the time of Grain Rain, and there may not be a banquet in the palace for a long time. Wait for Yougui." When it's your birthday, let's celebrate with a banquet."

Jiao Rong was taken aback for a moment, and finally she was willing to look up at the emperor.In this harem, only noble concubines like empresses and concubines or the emperor's favorite concubine would hold a family banquet to celebrate their birthdays. It is a great favor for you to celebrate your birthday in this way.

"My servant thanked the emperor on behalf of the young master." Jiaorong bowed her head very sensiblely.

The emperor seemed very reluctant to see Jiaorong's appearance of paying homage to and fro. He raised his brows and asked a little speechlessly: "After you entered the palace as a draft pick, did the people from the House of Internal Affairs tell you about the affairs in the palace?" etiquette?"

Hearing this, Jiaorong thought she had violated some palace rules, so she buried her head deeper, and said cautiously: "The nuns of the House of Internal Affairs have explained the etiquette and rules in the palace to the slaves in detail, and I don't know where the slaves violated. According to the rules, I hope the emperor will inform you that the servants are willing to accept the punishment."

The emperor was a little confused by Jiao Rong's overly obedient appearance and didn't know what to say.The character of this maid is really not like that of a court lady. She is sharp-tongued and has a great personality, but she is 100% cautious in everything, so that no one can catch her.The most important thing is that she obviously makes herself the most humble, but she always has a cold expression that rejects people thousands of miles away. With that kind of imposing manner, even if he is the emperor, he dare not directly Head-to-head.

In the end, the emperor squatted down directly in front of Jiaorong, stretched out his hand to pinch her delicate and small chin, and forcibly brought Jiaorong's head up.

"Since the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs have told you about the etiquette of court ladies, who did you hear that the court ladies will kneel when they see me?" Winking, he was a little fascinated for a while.

The jade finger on the emperor's thumb was so tight that it was uncomfortable, and he wanted to turn his face to break away from the emperor's hand, but he couldn't do anything, and instead made the emperor squeeze a little tighter.

"Kneel when you see me, and you kowtow just as soon as I say a word, are you so timid?" The emperor carefully looked at Jiaorong's face, without any modification, but like flawless white jade, clean and translucent, On the contrary, it is more precious than any kind of finely polished jade.

Xu is that the emperor's gaze at this moment is really hot, Jiao Rong's face is quite unnatural being stared at by him, and her body can't help leaning back, wanting to leave the emperor's fingers quickly.

"Since I ascended the throne, I have always wanted to be a benevolent monarch. All the maids in the palace curtsey when they see me, but you, every time you see me, you kneel, as if I scold you and punish you every time." It's like it's done." Seeing Jiaorong's reluctance, the emperor let go of his hand silently, but his tone was still full of resentment.

Jiao Rong frowned, feeling that the emperor was looking for trouble for nothing, and the court ladies couldn't do it without respecting him, nor could they respect him too much, the masters were really more difficult to satisfy each other.Jiaorong stretched out her hand to caress the red mark on her chin, knelt on the spot without any intention of getting up, and said coldly: "I know my mistake, and I hope the emperor will forgive me."

The emperor didn't want to deal with her anymore, so he stood up slowly, turned his head to the side and sighed, feeling that if he continued to chat with this little girl, he would get angry sooner or later, "Your nobleman and I have praised you for being smart and reliable many times, but I still don't like you." I really haven’t felt that the word smart has anything to do with you.”

As he said that, the emperor put his hands behind his back, and before he left, he cast a last glance at Jiaorong and said, "If you are not good at embroidery, you'd better learn it quickly. On the day of Yougui's birthday, I will roll call at the banquet to see your achievements." , if you make Yougui make a fool of yourself, then you will be the one to kneel."

After saying that, the emperor turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, Jiao Rong suddenly shouted: "The emperor!"

The emperor paused, and turned around impatiently, "It's almost time for Yougui to wake up, do you have anything else to do?"

Jiao Rong stood up, put both hands in front of her belly, nodded and said: "This time, the maids of Yanxi Palace prepared gifts privately without telling the young master, and they want to present them on the birthday, and I hope the emperor will not tell the young master. "

The emperor snorted and couldn't help but said angrily: "Hey, I'm still bothering you, right?"

Jiaorong didn't speak, the emperor turned around with a cold snort, rolled his eyes slightly, and whispered reluctantly: "I know."

After the emperor left the study, Jiao Rong relaxed, leaned against one of the bookcases silently, and breathed a sigh of relief.The emperor is quite inexplicable. An ordinary court lady can talk for such a long time after catching her. Could it be that she criticizes the memorial too much and is stupid?

Thinking about it, Jiaorong looked at the direction the emperor left and shook her head, then picked up the book she just took down and continued to read.

In the evening, the emperor returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and as soon as he sat on the dragon chair and picked up the soaked Yuqian Longjing, people from the respect room came in with the green heads of the concubines.

The emperor took a sip of the tea in the cup, waved to the eunuch in the respect room, and signaled him to go down.

At this moment, Liang Jiugong came over from the side, and said softly: "Your Majesty, you haven't summoned your concubines for many days. If the Empress Dowager knew, she might blame the slaves for not persuading the Emperor."

The emperor took a green leather-sealed memorial on the table, opened it in his hand to examine it, and replied in a neutral manner: "If the emperor's mother knew that it was you who told me about it, don't you deserve the scolding?"

Liang Jiugong sighed, and waved helplessly to the eunuch in the respect room, "Go down."

Immediately, Liang Jiugong looked at the emperor's face carefully, and there was no sign of fatigue, so Liang Jiugong asked: "Your Majesty, the concubines in the harem are always the same, do you feel tired?"

Hearing the sound, the emperor put the memorial in his hand back on the table and took a look at Liang Jiugong. For some reason, the face of the little maid in Yanxi Palace's study room suddenly appeared in his mind today.The emperor raised his eyebrows, and casually said a reason: "It's not enough to be bored, it's just that they are too dependent on me, and I'm too lazy to coax each of them."

"These concubines are still young, and it's most normal for them to be delicate and clingy. If they all show a cold face to you, how boring it would be." Liang Jiugong tried to persuade the emperor.

The emperor leaned back in his chair, thought of something else, and murmured: "It's really boring."

(End of this chapter)