Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 142 The seventh prince chooses a concubine, sour

The emperor was bigu today, and he had no interest in the delicacies in front of him, so he was drinking all the time.

Suddenly thinking of something, he asked, "Why didn't Concubine Sun Gui attend the banquet today?"

Zhang Lanyi smiled and said: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? The imperial concubine's younger sister is about to give birth, and the weather is hot today, so the concubine decides not to let her attend the banquet, so as not to exhaust the baby bump in her stomach."

The emperor seemed to be thinking of the dragon child in Sun Lianyi's stomach, and was very happy, with a smile on his lips.

He was growing old and strong, and Sun Lianyi was about to give birth now, which showed his ability as a man.

"I'm so old-fashioned that I actually forgot about this matter." He waved his hand as he spoke, "Go and pick out some food from the banquet and send it to the noble concubine to satisfy her hunger."

"Then Your Majesty should choose more sour food." Zhang Lanyi said with a smile.

The old emperor felt even more proud when he heard it: "Okay, I chose it myself." After saying that, he really stood up, chose several dishes and asked Gong'e to send them out.

The banquet was peaceful, and the emperor had a son when he was old. On the surface, he was proud of himself.

But this scene changed in the eyes of the Seventh Prince Xiao Hongshen.

He finally squeezed into the current position.

Finally, the prince Xiao Pingfeng was sent to the battlefield and could not return to Beijing.

But right now Concubine Sun is actually a prince in her stomach?
Deep thought flashed in his eyes.

He is still in the womb right now, and the emperor loves it so much.

If he was really born, he was a prince... Then what will the father do?
Xiao Hong licked the corner of his lips anxiously, and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Seeing this, Li Chengyuan who was beside him quickly comforted her and said, "Your Highness, it is better to drink less alcohol."

Xiao Hong shook off her hand impatiently, and signaled Gong'e beside him to continue pouring wine.

Li Chengyuan was thrown away, and noticed the contemptuous smiles from other noble girls, she couldn't hold back her face anymore, and immediately went to drink and eat food on her own.

Soon the singing and dancing was on the rise, and the banquet reached an extremely lively moment.

The emperor suddenly put down the wine cup and said.

"I seem to remember that Lao Qi hasn't established a princess yet."

Xiao Hongshen was called out suddenly, so he got up quickly: "Going back to my father, my son and minister are all in the country and the country. They are still young, so don't rush for a while."

Hearing this answer, the emperor shook his head and waved his hands: "What are you talking about? How can you sweep the world if you don't sweep a house? A man has to get married first and then start a career."

He said, looking around at everyone at the flowing water banquet, and made a final decision: "Today, my lovers and their ladies are all here, why don't you let the queen hold a concubine election for you, I also want to see what happened What kind of woman will be able to win my son's favor in the end."

Zhang Lanyi stood up and nodded: "The concubine takes orders."

The emperor said again: "This son of mine is already in his twenties, let alone heirs, he doesn't even have a princess. What does it look like? When I was your age, I gave birth to you a long time ago."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiao Hongshen didn't dare to refuse any more, he only dared to nod in agreement.

Hearing that the emperor and empress were going to choose a concubine for the seventh prince on the spot, all the noble ladies' blood boiled with enthusiasm.

Li Chengyuan who was sitting next to the Seventh Prince was even more excited.

If at this banquet, in front of the emperor and empress, the Seventh Prince decides himself, he will not be able to go back on his word in the future.

Thinking of this, Li Chengyuan's eyes are full of certainty.

Zhang Nian, the young lady of the Zhang family, has been holding the hand of Wang Keren, a close friend of her boudoir: "This is the seventh concubine, are you really not going to participate? If you go, which group of people can compare to you."

Wang Keren shyly shook his head.

Zhang Nian was a little puzzled as he watched the group of noble ladies swarming to the nanny next to the empress to sign up for the talent show, "Why? You don't like the seventh prince? Is there someone you like?"

Wang Keren's face quickly flushed.

Zhang Nian was speechless: "Which son is it? Well, you are hiding a secret."

Wang Keren hurriedly dodged the attack from her close friend, when Mrs. Wang came over, her face quickly turned pale: "Mother."

Zhang Nian didn't dare to make trouble anymore when Mrs. Wang came, and saluted honestly: "I've seen Mrs. Wang."

Mrs. Wang nodded to Zhang Nian: "Miss Zhang, our mother and daughter have something to say..."

Zhang Nian hurriedly said, "It happens that my father is also looking for me, you guys talk." She walked towards Mr. Zhang who was waving at her.

As soon as Wang Keren saw his mother's face, he knew what she was going to say: "...Mom, my daughter doesn't want to go."

"This matter does not allow you to think about it or not. Your father is old and is just a small servant. If you can become the seventh prince concubine, it will be of great help to your father and brother's career. Now it is rumored that ——" Mrs. Wang lowered her voice and spoke next to Wang Keren's ear.

After Wang Keren heard this, a light flashed in her eyes, and she frowned.

Mrs. Wang sighed: "Anyway, daughter's family is going to marry someone. If you marry anyone, it's better to marry the Seventh Prince."

Wang Keren looked at the back of Mrs. Wang leaving, and fell into a deep thought, his eyes just fell on his good friend Zhang Nian not far away.

She came out of the registration office with blushing cheeks.

Seeing this, Wang Keren tightened the veil in his hand.

……

Zhang Lanyi twitched her lips as she looked at the noble ladies who were eager to sign up below.

Xiao Hongshen, the most unpopular Seventh Prince at the moment, has become Chenglong's husband-in-law of his daughter's family in Jingdu who is rushing to marry him.

If this happened a few years earlier, she, Zhang Lanyi, would be the first to not believe it.

Just as she was thinking, someone around her picked up a grape and placed it on her plate.

Zhang Lanyi raised her eyes and saw Yan Wanqing was peeling off the second one for her. She changed her previous lazy sitting posture: "What are you doing?"

Yan Wanqing finished peeling the crystal clear grapes, with a smile that was not a smile: "Your Majesty was joking, it's just peeling grapes, Your Majesty likes eating grapes the most, doesn't she?"

Zhang Lanyi saw that she pulled off a grape with both hands, peeled it and put it on the plate. After a while, it piled up into a hill, and couldn't help swallowing.

"Your Majesty, don't you want to eat?" Yan Wanqing washed his hands with the water brought by the palace servants.

Zhang Lanyi smiled embarrassingly.

She knew that nothingness was going to find Yan Wanqing today.

The bald man must have failed to settle the matter.

As a result, the little girl now took her anger out on herself.

Zhang Lanyi knew that the little girl had been running around for her power in the court recently, and she had both money and manpower to do it herself. She knew she was wrong, so she had to use a small fork to eat grapes one by one.

As soon as he ate one, he frowned sourly.

Longevity, who sent such sour grapes to the banquet!

Just as Zhang Lanyi was about to put down the fork, she heard the cold voice of a little ghost urging her soul.

"Your Majesty, don't the grapes peeled by my daughter not suit your taste?"

Zhang Lanyi didn't even dare to look at her expression, he inserted two or three grapes into his mouth with a small fork, tears filled his sour eyes.

"I love sour grapes the most in this palace. The more sour the better, especially the ones peeled in the late Qing Dynasty, they are even more delicious." Zhang Lanyi said with tears in her eyes: "It's just that this is what the palace people do. You are a county. Lord don't do it any more, that's enough."

Yan Wanqing smiled bluntly: "The most important thing is that the mother likes it, and the little girl will not be troubled." As he said that, he had already stretched out his hand to the lychee next to him, as if he wanted to peel a pot.

Zhang Lanyi: "..." It's sour and sweet, can I still have this after eating my teeth?

　Three shifts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)