What favor are you fighting for?The empress's harem has won a lot of business

Chapter 262
After Liu Guiren left, Lin Ximeng smiled wryly.

"what's going on?"

Qingqing thought for a while: "Maybe I still want to be in your honor, you are the most favored here, and you have the most chances to see the emperor"

"But, I usually go to Qianqing Palace to find the emperor?"

Qingqing frowned: "Yes"

"I do not know"

"Go to the Shanggong Bureau and tell them to send someone to clean up the small attic in the northwest corner."

The attic was very crude, probably only the last-grade changing clothes would live there, Liu Guiren asked to live there, and she couldn't stop it.

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There are no secrets in the palace, and the news that Liu Guiren is going to live in Jinglin Palace spreads quickly.

It's just not so transparent and not so insulated, but... In the open space in front of the yard, there are still three rows of tender green vegetable seedlings growing in a small bulging greenhouse like a small mushroom.

Lin Ximeng also had a leisurely life.

The queen's expression changed drastically.

"It's impossible to say that the emperor will let you arrange the wedding ceremony yourself. After all, you are the elder sister-in-law. There is a saying that the elder sister-in-law is like a mother."

Mrs. Xu has no daughter under her knees, so she treats this direct niece as her own daughter.

I thought Liu Guiren would feel regretful, sad and homesick, or at least a little bit lost.

The Xu family recovered, and Ms. Xu's talent could no longer be concealed, and she seemed to be a young lady of the capital's upstart.

Such a woman with a broad vision and full of knowledge, I am afraid that even a proud woman like the fourth princess can't compare.

In the past few months, the palace was unexpectedly peaceful, except for the empress losing her temper from time to time and not allowing the group of new dignitaries to pay her respects, everything else was very harmonious.

While talking, Madam Cheng came in and whispered a message in the queen's ear.

"I don't want to..."

Lin Ximeng was stunned.

"I have already accepted my fate"

"Forget it, I've been too busy recently, and I'm not in the mood"

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He was often called to study ink and do miscellaneous work in the imperial study of the Qianqing Palace, and organize documents, but more often he had meals with the emperor.

She suddenly thought that since Hongjiao filed an imperial petition, she hadn't had time to see Old Weitou again, so she thought about it for a while.

"It's here, the concubine planted it after a long time of trying, there are only a few of these, don't be disgusted by the empress"

"However, it's late autumn, and it's the time when the crabs are the fattest. Let the imperial dining room bring in a few crabs to taste."

His niece and niece must have traveled to many places and seen many people and things just like him.

"I know how to climb high branches, I want to see, the emperor can't let go of a group of dark and rough women."

"It's fate to enter the palace or not. The emperor chooses his concubines from hundreds of people. This is also fate. I..."

"I can also raise fish, plant fruit trees, and I can also grow cotton and weave cloth"

Near the Longevity Palace, Concubine Li was searched by the princess last time. She felt humiliated and found an excuse to move out to live with her son.

Madam Cheng smiled and comforted the queen.

Whoever marries back will be truly blessed.

It turned out that the emperor chose a bunch of poor women from small families in the mountains for himself, but he chose a real lady from a great family for the Ninth Prince Xie Chenao.

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"Your Majesty, don't worry about it"

"Too……"

Lin Ximeng suddenly realized that this girl has not been pampered since she was a child, and she is not pitiful. She is living well in her own world, and even if thrown to the wasteland, she will not starve to death.

I saw that Liu Guiren used a few pieces of what looked like butter cloth, layer by layer on the ground, and set it up with bamboo supports, which is the same principle as a modern vegetable greenhouse.

But no, Liu Guiren looked indifferent.

"Your Majesty dares to choose the draft for the purpose of choosing the concubine for the Ninth Prince, heh..."

"Master Xu Jingzhong's direct niece, full of knowledge, virtuous and handsome"

Liu Guiren often came to thank her, most of the time empty-handed, and occasionally brought her some fresh vegetables.

It's a pity that such a beautiful person will be imprisoned here for the rest of her life. She should find someone who is as hardworking as her and live a prosperous life.

"No wonder the emperor agreed to the palace selection, I said, does he also have vision?"

She grabbed the handkerchief and stomped her feet a few times angrily.

"You gave it all to me, what do you do with yourself?"

Liu Guiren mysteriously took her to the northwest attic and showed Lin Ximeng her secret base.

As soon as the time turned to October, Xie Chenyu really handed over all the wedding gifts of the Ninth Prince to the Queen.

Xu Jingzhong is currently the Minister of the Household Department. He has only two sons and no daughter after many years of marriage. His brother and his wife died of illness in the early years, leaving only one daughter to raise by him since childhood, which is similar to his biological daughter.

Under the help of the queen, the marriage between Miss Xu and the Ninth Prince went very smoothly.

When she wasn't going to Qianqing Palace, she would occasionally give some meals to Liu Guiren. In winter, Liu Guiren's northwest attic was cold, and she would ask someone to give her more charcoal fire.

"To eat crabs, you need hot rice wine to keep out the cold, and the servants will go to prepare it now," Sister Cheng smiled and went.

Wang Xiangjun didn't refuse, he happily agreed, asking Nacai about his name and other matters.

Lin Ximeng wondered how she, a mere nobleman, managed to get fresh vegetables in the cold winter.

"That's all, this palace is just a tool. When the emperor thinks of it, he will use it to show off and use it. When he doesn't think of it, I am nothing."

"Even the empress is dried melon and vegetable sticks"

Time flies, and we come to the twelfth lunar month.

Before she finished speaking, the queen stopped.

The first one who was stunned was the queen, she was stunned for a long time before laughing: "Among the twenty or so people, there is actually a smart one, isn't it good?"

Liu Guiren patted his chest: "Your Majesty, don't worry, there are plenty of seeds and concubines. If you like them, I will keep them for you when I return."

A few imperial concubines who had kept a low profile all the year round also invited themselves out of the palace to practice. For a while, the palace was unprecedentedly clean.

Lin Ximeng looked at the warm winter sun in the deep palace, and suddenly felt sad.

"You really shouldn't be in the palace"

The emperor doesn't like to use his own imperial food, but likes her own delicacies, such as tofu with soy sauce, agate porridge and so on.

Madam Cheng said something again, making the Queen cry or laugh.

His Excellency Xu Jingzhong was a minister of power, but he was almost killed before. He lived incognito in the south of the Yangtze River for several years, and did not recover until the emperor ascended the throne.

If the emperor really gave her an errand, she really had to accept it. It's meaningless to say that.

“Okay, really good”

"You are more stable now than before"

The reason why she knew so clearly was because she had seen it with her own eyes and knew that the woman was different from other ladies.

Obviously, the few trees given to Lin Ximeng were the best and largest ones she picked out of all the ones.

The wedding date was set in April of the next year. At that time, it was a good time to be lukewarm, and the days were good, and everything was in order.

There was a distant sadness in her eyes, as if filled with blood and tears, but it was so calm.

It was not good for Lin Ximeng to ask any more questions. After saying a few words, she would have a good time and leave.

Back in the main hall, she stood on the attic basking in the sun.

After thinking about it, maybe I am also fate.

(End of this chapter)