Self-cultivation of the noble concubine who eats melons

341 Chapter 342: I didn't mean to read the joke

Concubine Shu didn't speak, but asked Yun Zhao to open it and have a look.

Song Yunzhao picked up the notebook and opened it. He looked down and couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at Concubine Shu, "Where did you get it from?"

Concubine Shu sneered, "Why didn't the Mansion of Marquis Wenxin pass it in for you?"

Song Yunzhao shook his head, "The Song family has only been knighted for less than a year, how can we know this?"

Concubine Shu felt a little embarrassed when she heard Song Yunzhao's words, coughed lightly and said, "I didn't mean to show off, I just wanted to remind you."

Song Yunzhao also smiled, "I really didn't expect that there will be so many beautiful girls from various families in the capital this year."

Previously, what was sent to the palace was a list of beautiful girls from all over Beijing, but now this one is a list of officials and eunuchs in the capital.

You don't need to pay much attention to the previous one, but this one is different, it's heavy and has a lot of weight.

On the roster, she saw An Shutong's name.

Concubine Shu looked at Song Yunzhao, "For the eldest prince's first birthday banquet, the wives of each family should take the opportunity to bring their children into the palace."

Song Yunzhao: ...

Concubine Shu looked away, not looking at Song Yunzhao's face.

She was just a kind reminder, but she didn't mean to read a joke.

"Thank you, Sister Concubine Shu, for your suggestion." Song Yunzhao said almost gritted his teeth.

Concubine Shu got up immediately, "You're welcome, our friendship isn't worth this booklet, you have a good rest, I'll take a step first."

The soles of Concubine Shu's shoes were smeared with oil, and Song Yunzhao held his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

It seems that there are quite a few people staring at her, otherwise Concubine Shu would not have gotten this booklet to remind her.

Although it's a bit like watching her jokes, but most of them are good intentions.

Song Yunzhao sighed for a long time, what can she do?

The national event of the draft is not something she can control, she can't do it if she says no.

Feng Yi can't even do it now.

Recently, because of the spring plowing, Feng Yi was too busy to touch the ground, and the two of them hadn't seen each other for a few days.

Song Yunzhao called Zhang Maoquan over.

Now that Zhang Maoquan is officially working as an errand in Yaohua Palace, when he saw Concubine Ming, he immediately stepped forward to pay respects, "Master, what do you want?"

"Go ahead and ask the emperor if he is free tonight." Song Yunzhao said.

"Yes." Zhang Maoquan answered and walked forward.

Seeing that Xu Sixi was acting weird, but Zhang Maoquan ignored him, and the two of them couldn't deal with each other, so they went directly to Meng Jiuchang, and Xu Sixi stomped his feet in anger.

Let's see how long you can be proud, when the newcomer enters the palace, Concubine Ming still doesn't know if she will have the last laugh.At that time, there will be Zhang Maoquan who will look good.

Without looking back, Zhang Maoquan knew that Xu Sixi was up to no good, so he said something when he saw Meng Jiuchang.

Meng Jiuchang had just returned from delivering the decree, so he had time to catch his breath. Hearing Zhang Maoquan's words, he frowned and said, "The emperor is not happy at the moment. Just wait, I'll go in and ask."

Zhang Maoquan went to Yaohua Palace to work officially, so he could not enter the Taiji Palace if he wanted to, so he could only wait outside.

Feng Yi was furious in the hall, Lu Shiqi stood aside with his head bowed, the two on the left and right kept silent, there were several people kneeling in the hall, Meng Jiuchang watched this posture and did not dare to step forward for a while, just waited for the opportunity.

After Feng Yi got angry, he saw Meng Jiuchang shrinking his neck, and asked him, "What's the matter?"

Meng Jiuchang hurried forward a few steps, bent down and bowed his head, and replied: "Ms. Ming Concubine asked Zhang Maoquan to come over."

Feng Yi's face softened, "What did Zhang Maoquan say?"

"Zhang Maoquan said that the imperial concubine asked if the emperor would be free at night." Meng Jiuchang lowered his head after finishing speaking.

Feng Yi was taken aback, this was the first time Yun Zhao asked this question in the past month, he looked at Meng Jiuchang and said, "Go and answer, I'll be there later."

Meng Jiuchang knew that even if there was thunder and rain in the previous dynasty, if the concubine Ming said a word, the emperor would have to run to Yaohua Palace.

Prime Minister on the right did not look sideways, Prime Minister on the left frowned slightly, Lu Shiqi bowed his head and remained silent, and the ministers kneeling on the ground breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Yi threw the notebook in front of several people, "Rewrite a copy."

"Yes, I obey." Several people hurriedly kowtowed and took their own folders and bent down to retreat.

The battle of Beiming years ago also had a result. Big Chu won a small victory and drove Beiming back to the station.

Ji Yunting, Chu Donghui, Qin Shu'an and others have all made meritorious service, and not long after this year, there are bullets impeaching them for various disputes during the war.

Feng Yi's own seedlings here have not been raised yet, and someone wants to destroy them, how can he not be angry?
Prime Minister Right didn’t get a share of the incident this time. He wanted to see Prime Minister Zuo’s jokes when he was summoned this time. Ji Yunting went out with the army this time. As the son of Prime Minister Zuo, he naturally attracted a lot of attention. It’s not surprising that he was watched by others. .

If it was before, no one would have dared to fight the left minister directly, but as the emperor's control over the court became more and more serious, as the prime minister, the right minister gradually felt the difficulty in the court.

The emperor suppressed them, so he would naturally support others, but there are so many courtiers in this court, each with their own thoughts, so naturally they will take advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

Prime Minister Right came out of Tai Chi Hall, walked slowly beside Prime Minister Left, step by step with hands behind his back.

Zuo Xiang had a sullen face and said nothing, but his steps were a little heavy.

As he got older, the emperor reused newcomers, obviously intending to promote them, old fellows like them might give way.

This is just the beginning.

"Old man, let's have a drink together?" After leaving the palace, the left minister looked at the right minister and invited him.

The right minister shook his head, "It's better to say goodbye at this time, let's talk about it later."

Ji Yunting is now a piece of hot coal, whoever touches it will burn his hands, so he should avoid it.

Right Prime Minister strode away, and Left Prime Minister also sat in the carriage back home with a sullen face.

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After Feng Yi finished his work, he went to Yaohua Palace in the dark. Yun Zhao had just had dinner with Feng Xi, and the two of them were playing a catch-and-play game on the big couch. When they heard footsteps and turned around, they saw Feng Xi Yi opened the curtain and walked in.

She stood up and wanted to salute, but Feng Xi stood up when she saw her father holding her little butt, and walked towards Feng Yi.

Song Yunzhao was so frightened that his face turned pale, this was on the couch, he quickly reached out to hug his son, Feng Yi was faster than her, picked him up and hugged him into his arms.

Feng Zi didn't know that he almost fell, he was hugged by his father and smiled happily, and he was still babbling to his father who was not clear.

Song Yunzhao's heart was pounding, and he didn't recover until he sat down for a while, Feng Yi had already scolded Feng Xi, Feng Xi couldn't understand, but he understood that his father was angry, he turned his head and stretched out his arms to be hugged by his mother and concubine.

This ghost is clever.

Yun Zhao reached out to hug him, but Feng Yi even embraced her in his arms.

Song Yunzhao didn't move, but put his arms around Feng Yi's waist.

Feng Yi looked down at her, but Song Yunzhao didn't look up.

Feng Xi threw himself into the arms of the concubine mother, still shouting, "Hold, hug..."

Song Yunzhao couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and hugged his son.

Seeing that Feng Yi's mood suddenly improved, the dark clouds weighing on his heart slowly dissipated.

　Have a great weekend, my little cuties.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)