The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

Chapter 579
In the Jiaofang Hall, Jing Shu carefully looked at the various treasures brought by the head of the house, and then said: "The inner government has taken care, these are all good, and I gave them to Brother Kun and Dong Qing as wedding presents. It couldn't be more appropriate."

Princess Bao smiled and said, "Queen, my eldest brother is married, can I go out of the palace to watch the ceremony?"

Jing Shu smiled and said: "Of course we are going, the queen mother, your brother and younger brother will all go."

Princess Bao asked, "What about the father?"

Jing Shu said: "I'm going to send troops in the next year, I'm afraid your father won't be able to spare the time."

Princess Bao sighed, "It's hard work to be an emperor. Father loves elder brother so much that he doesn't even have time to watch his new wedding, hey!"

As she said that, she looked at Brother Xuan who was silent at the side, and said again: "Brother, thinking that you will have to work as hard as your father in the future, I think you are so miserable."

Jing Shu glared at her daughter: "Don't be open-minded. As an emperor, if you blindly only know that you are enjoying yourself, it is the act of a foolish king."

Jing Shu looked at her son again, and asked, "When it comes to your elder brother's marriage, don't blame your mother for nagging. The Ministry of Rites has already submitted several memorials. What do you think about asking you to sleep in as a servant?"

"Although they are servants, after you ascend the throne, these girls will all be concubines. Therefore, the queen mother still hopes to choose someone you like."

When Brother Xuan heard this, he frowned, and he replied: "I know that this matter has already worried my father and mother, but I still want to wait."

Princess Bao blurted out, "Who are you waiting for?"

Jing Shu glanced at her daughter: "Don't make fun of brother."

Princess Bao stuck out her tongue and quickly closed her mouth.

The prince got up and said goodbye: "My son still has some affairs to go back to deal with, and the queen mother will arrange it earlier."

Jing Shu looked at her son and said gently, "You also rest earlier."

After the crown prince left, Princess Bao asked: "Queen, why do you think my brother doesn't want to sleep with me?"

Jing Shu said: "Perhaps, your brother doesn't like a woman."

Princess Bao sighed and said: "That Dong Qing is so nice, even such a big brother doesn't like it, it can be seen that he is too high-minded, now Dong Qing has become the wife of the big brother, I don't know if he regrets it or not."

Just as he was talking, there was a sound of singing outside, and Li Ling came back.

Princess Bao got up quickly: "I have to go, I can't delay your time alone with Father, otherwise, Father will drive someone away again."

Jing Shu glanced at her daughter: "You child, don't always talk nonsense."

Princess Bao came out of the inner hall with a smile, and just happened to meet Li Ling coming in. Li Ling saw his daughter and said with a smile, "Going back?"

Princess Bao said mischievously: "Since father is back, if I don't leave, I will be ignorant."

Saying that, he ran away like a smoke.

Li Ling looked at his daughter's life-like appearance, and his smile grew wider, and he muttered, "This child is always the same size."

Jing Shu heard the sound and came out of the inner hall, helped her husband take off the outer cloak, and asked: "In a few days, brother Kun is going to marry a wife, do you have time to go over to watch the ceremony?"

Li Ling thought for a while, and replied: "It's hard to say, I'm really busy these days, but I will try my best to find time to go there.",

As he said that, he sighed: "Time flies so fast. I think back when we first got married, Brother Kun was only as old as Ji'er. In a blink of an eye, he was old enough to marry a wife."

He said again: "This child has been eager to go to the West with him, but now he is about to marry a wife, so he can't go."

Jing Shu said: "Brother Kun is motivated. I missed it this time. There will be opportunities in the future. You just need to cultivate him."

Li Ling nodded, and said again: "The Ministry of Rites has submitted the papers again this morning."

Jingshu asked: "Are you urging the prince to accept the bed as a servant again?"

Li Ling said: "Isn't that so." As he spoke, he was helpless: "The old fellows in the Ministry of Rites are really annoying. I am so busy with the Western Expedition all day long, and they keep worrying about these trivial matters."

Three provinces and six ministries each have their own responsibilities. For the Ministry of Rites, the emperor enriches the harem, the offspring prospers, the crown prince takes care of the bed, and the wedding and wives are the most important events for the Ministry of Rites.

Jing Shu felt sorry for Li Ling and also for her son, and said helplessly, "I don't think Brother Xuan has any plans to take over as a servant, and every time I mentioned this to him, he always seemed reluctant."

Hearing this, Li Ling couldn't help frowning,

Li Ling has always been strict with his eldest son, Jing Shu thought that Li Ling would force his son to obey the rules, but he said: "Since he doesn't want to serve in bed, just let him go, don't force him."

Although Jing Shu was also under the pressure of the prince and ministers, after Li Ling said this, she felt much more stable, as if she had a backbone.

"The Ministry of Rites has repeatedly played, let's let him go, can we do it?"

Li Ling replied: "Didn't they force me to accept my concubine back then, and I also held on."

Li Ling's wrist is tough, if he has his son's support, then there is no room for change in this matter.

Jing Shu felt relieved, and joked with a smile: "You are the Ninth Five-Year Lord, those ministers persuaded you at the beginning, and it was for your own good."

At first, Li Ling didn't recall it, so he nodded subconsciously. When he saw his wife's expression changed, he quickly changed his words: "For my own good, I have you by my side, that's enough. I don't want it. What about those messy women."

The prince returned to the East Palace and the study.

Before he went to visit his mother, he had already finished dealing with today's political affairs, and he had also finished all the homework left by the tutor in the study.

At this time in the past, he could allocate some time freely, such as practicing calligraphy and painting, or reading books and tasting tea.

But today, he couldn't calm down.

The servant saw the abnormality of the prince today, he bowed inside, and asked respectfully: "Your Highness, would you like some tea? This morning, the empress ordered someone to bring the snow-topped Hancui, which tastes very mellow."

The prince replied: "No need."

The servant asked again: "Your Highness, do you want to go out for a walk? The wintersweet in the back garden is blooming just right now. There is a moon tonight. It is the most pleasant feeling to step on the moon to enjoy the plum blossoms."

The prince waved his hand and said, "No need, just bring rice paper, I want to paint."

The servant got his order, and hurriedly fetched rice paper and spread it on the table, and prepared his pen and ink: "Please, Your Highness."

The prince walked to the desk, took the paintbrush, lightly put it on the paper and raised his wrist slightly, a plum blossom waiting to be put appeared on the paper, the servant glanced at it from the corner of his eye, although he was admiring in his heart, he didn't dare to show it on his face, just Silently grind and serve.

The prince was about to write again, but stopped, and said to the servant who was serving at the side: "Go out now, there is no need to serve here."

The servant took orders and was about to step back when the crown prince said again: "No one is allowed in."

Only the crown prince was left in the study, and he wrote lightly again, and after a while, a picture of falling snow plum blossoms appeared on the paper. In the plum grove, a slender and graceful woman could be vaguely seen.

The prince's heart was finally no longer flustered. He stared at the woman in the painting for a long time. Finally, he put away the scroll with his own hands and carefully placed it on the innermost layer of the bookcase.

Put it together with the many picture scrolls in it.

(End of this chapter)