Empress Yu Concubine Lie Wins Everyday

In the afternoon of the next day, Hong Zhou came to Cining Palace and said to Shu Jin with a sullen face: "Empress, do you think your son's treatment of concubines is too gentle?"

Shu Jin was playing with a pot of daffodils that were blooming beautifully. She looked at Hong Zhou's expression and said, "No, it's just right."

Hong Zhou sighed, "It's not that my son was lenient and submissive to the concubine, but my son could vaguely see at that time that... Fushan was probably deliberately quarreling with her."

"Oh?" Shu Jin raised his eyebrows. Also, how could a child's pettiness be hidden from his parents?

Hong Zhou then said hurriedly: "My son has checked in private, and it has nothing to do with Concubine Shu. It's just Fushan's own petty thoughts. It's really that Concubine Shun was rude to Concubine Shu many times, and Fushan was very angry, so..."

Hong Zhou sighed, "My son originally thought that after Fushan recovered from her illness, she would have to scold her. But Concubine Shu has already scolded her, so forget it."

Shu Jin: You are very aware of Concubine Shu’s every move!
On the contrary, the relationship between the emperor and his concubines was not equal. As long as Hong Zhou thought about it, how could he hide the affairs of the harem?

Hong Zhou immediately said with a cold face: "Even if Fushan deliberately collided, Shunbi has gone too far!"

Shu Jin: This is called partiality.

"That's all, that's it." - There are some things in the harem that really cannot be taken seriously.

"How long do you plan to lock up Concubine Shun?" Shu Jin asked casually.

Hong Zhou's eyes were filled with indifference: "My son is not planning to let her out."

Shu Jin was stunned: Life imprisonment!

Hong Zhou hurriedly explained: "It's not that the son doesn't miss the old relationship, but that Shun concubine has become more and more biased since she lost her son. Of course, Fushan was at fault in this matter, but the son can see that Shun concubine He already has evil intentions towards Fushan. For Fushan’s future safety, my son cannot be merciful."

Shu Jin secretly sighed, yes, letting a young child kneel in the snow will most likely cause wind and cold. In this era where there are no antibiotics, even a minor illness will be very serious. It may take the child's life.

Since Concubine Shun has such evil intentions, it is indeed inappropriate to let her go.

"This submissive concubine, although pitiful, is also hateful." Shu Jin made his final comment on this, which meant that he acquiesced in Hong Zhou's treatment.

But she still warned: "She still has her status, so don't treat her badly in terms of expenses."

Hong Zhou felt slightly relieved, "Don't worry, Chang Li Xian Hui."

That's right, the harem is now under the control of Changli. With Changli's temperament, he doesn't bother to make things difficult for his concubines. As for Concubine Shu, I'm afraid she was busy wiping Fushan's butt. Concubine Shu took matters into her own hands. Concubine Shun was punished so severely. She is a smart person and will accept it as soon as she sees fit.

Shu Jin nodded lightly, "Leave the harem to Changli, and I will naturally rest assured."

The matter was settled.

The north wind whistled outside the palace, but the warm pavilion of Cining Palace was as warm as spring, with daffodils blooming and orchid grass growing tall. Aunt Lan Ruo personally presented two bowls of hot and lightly pink thick lotus root starch - a gift from Suzhou and Hangzhou in late autumn.

Shu Jin asked someone to add red beans, candied dates and glutinous rice dumplings to the brewed lotus root starch - just like adding toppings to milk tea, half a bowl of lotus root starch and half a bowl of toppings.

This lotus root starch is no longer drinkable and must be eaten with a spoon.

Hong Zhou's taste was very similar to Shu Jin's, so he ate enthusiastically. After eating, he commented: "It would be better if I added more dried fruits."

Shu Jin: If you add more, it won’t be able to stir things up~
Shu Jin laughed softly, "Feng Keli also likes to eat lotus root starch. I asked someone to send some to Shoukang Palace a few days ago. For this little thing, Concubine Maodegui came to express her gratitude." Shu Jin said. Jin put down the enamel palace bowl with lotus flowers in his hand, "Although it has been a hundred days of mourning, Feng Keli's body is getting heavier and his forehead has left the capital. I think it's better to keep Feng Keli in the palace." Let’s go into production.”

Hong Zhou naturally responded, "It's fine if the emperor's mother makes the decision."

Shu Jin nodded. Concubine Maodegui came to thank her yesterday. She was obviously worried that Feng Keli would go back to the princess mansion alone to wait for the birth. When you are six or seven months pregnant, it is time to prepare a grandma to deliver the baby, a wet nurse, and a nanny. These require the Queen or her, the Queen Mother, to speak out.

After all, Feng Keli was a married princess, so Shu Jin had to tell Hong Zhou.

"Then let the Ministry of Internal Affairs make preparations, and Concubine Maodegui will take care of it personally. When the spring comes next year, things will be ready." Shu Jin's eyebrows stretched, and his voice gradually became a little lazy.

Hong Zhou suddenly remembered something, "By the way, the [-]-mile journey to Khalkha was urgent recently, and Prince Zhiyong has died of illness. His son has already issued a decree to summon the prince to attack."

Shu Jin frowned, how could he attack Jue so quickly? From now on, even if Fu comes to Beijing, he can't stay for long. And after Funkri gives birth, he will definitely come to pick up his wife and children back to Khalkha.

"It's extremely cold in Khalkha, no wonder the old prince couldn't survive it." Shu Jin said in a neither salty nor cold tone.

Hong Zhou touched his nose. It was obvious that E Niang did not want sister Huairou to return to Khalkha, "Emperor E Niang, Princess Kejing is also seriously ill."

Princess Kejing is no longer young. Although Guihua City is better than Khalkha, it is also a very cold place.

"Huh?" Shu Jin raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

Do you want Fengkeli to return to Huacheng to take over Princess Kejing's team?
Hong Zhou kept smiling: "My son is not a cruel person like Khan Amana. If sister Huairou doesn't want to go back, all she has to do is think of an excuse and comfort her."

Shu Jin nodded. Compared to Yong Zheng, Hong Zhou was still a little more humane.

"Young children are naturally not suitable for traveling long distances." Shu Jin said.

Hong Zhou whispered: "But children always grow up."

Shu Jin said coolly: "Then let's wait until we grow up."

Hong Zhou sighed, "It would be better if sister Huairou gives birth to a girl, but if it is a boy, he will inherit the throne of Khalkha in the future."

Shu Jin naturally understood that if it was a boy, the child would eventually go back. But if the child is allowed to go back alone, there may be an accident...

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain." Let's talk about it then.

In the last year of the Yongzheng era, Shu Jin spent the whole winter comfortably in Cining Palace. Concubine Mao Degui and Concubine Mi An were her frequent visitors. The three of them gathered together, chatting and joking, and occasionally played two games of cards - but unfortunately there were always three and one missing, so Shu Jin had to catch Lan Ruo or Lu Xue. Let's make up the numbers. If they win, it belongs to both of them, if they lose, it belongs to Shu Jin.

Anyway, everything is free now.

It's a pity that Shu Jin has no talent in playing cards and always loses more than he wins. Lan Ruoxue is also very lucky, causing Shu Jin to lose twice every time.

Sometimes Queen Changli would come to pay her respects and would accompany her to play a game or two. But at this time, without the pig teammates to hold him back, Shu Jin could always kill everyone and win back the hairpins and hairpins he lost before with profit.

Yes, no money is gambled when playing cards in Cining Palace, but the winner can pull the hairpin from the loser's head.