Don't help me, I can sit up by myself

"I don't dare." Du Jiyan squatted down.

"I see you——" Before the emperor could finish his words, Shi Jing stood up.

"Shi Jingzhen didn't call you."

"The emperor thinks that Du Changzai's poem is perfunctory. I know that some people are not perfunctory."

"Who? Tell me, is there a woman as talented as Du Changzai in this harem? You must not bury her. What is her name?"

"Shi Jing."

"How can you be so presumptuous in front of the Emperor?" Meng Yuzhu peeled another pomegranate for the Emperor: "Your Majesty, this Shi Jing is clearly teasing the Emperor. The Emperor knows best whether she has talent or not. What kind of poems and jokes can she make?"

Of course the emperor knew how much Shi Jing weighed.

But for her father's sake, he didn't want to embarrass her, so he waved his hand and told Shi Jing to go aside.

Shi Jing took out a piece of rice paper from his sleeve and handed it over. He saw a few lines written on it with flying dragons and phoenixes: "When autumn comes on September [-]th, when the flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will bloom. Chang'an will be filled with fragrance, and the city will be filled with gold." First."

The emperor read it several times and couldn't believe that such a heroic poem was actually submitted by Shi Jing. At first glance, this poem was written by Du Jiyan. It was obvious that Shi Jing was cheating.

It seemed that the poem was not entirely enjoyable, so the emperor recited it twice. Not to mention, the poem was so well written that the emperor even accepted it.

Although she understands who helped write this poem, she still has good friends even though she has seen through it. Shi Jing is willing to share this poem, which shows that she cares about the emperor. The women in the harem are jealous of the emperor, and the emperor is somewhat impressed: "Who wrote the poem? Why?" I still don’t dare to admit it, I’m so timid.”

Shi Jing frowned: "Return to the Emperor, I wrote it."

Shi Jing was very courageous and told lies with his eyes open. This was a crime of deceiving the emperor.

Of course, the emperor is not willing to pursue it, so it doesn't hurt.

Meng Yuzhu said: "Your Majesty, I think I haven't read many books and don't know how to write any poems. However, the poems written by Shi Xiunv seem to have a hint of rebellion."

Conspiracy can lead to the death of nine tribes.

Fortunately, the emperor didn't take it to heart: "It's just a poem about chrysanthemums. Don't be so nervous. With me here, who can rebel?"

Meng Yuzhu could only laugh awkwardly: "Your Majesty is wise."

The Queen Mother immediately gave Shi Jing a gemstone ring: "She is Shi Yu's daughter after all. Unlike others, this poem is very good. The Ai family felt that the poem alone was a bit dull, so it would be better to let Zhao Ning play a song to cheer up." This good time and beautiful scenery are not in vain, what do you think, Your Majesty?"

The Queen Mother was always thinking about the daughter of the Wei family. The Emperor knew this very well and could not offend the Queen Mother.

Soon, the scarlet guzheng was carried out.

A palace maid picked dark purple chrysanthemum petals and sprinkled them basket by basket on the ground. Soon, a thick layer of chrysanthemum petals piled up.

Wei Zhaoning wore a smoky purple gauze robe, covered with gold gauze, with only a pair of eyes exposed. He quietly stepped on the layer of petals, placed his hands on the guzheng, tried the sound for a while, and then started playing.

Her technique is excellent and orderly.

Under her playing, the guzheng was as quiet as complaining for a while, and like a storm for another time.

Her weak hands seemed to have the power of thousands of troops, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes urgent, and the notes seemed to have wings, drilling straight into people's ears.

Those chrysanthemums seemed to be filled with soul, and they started to fly with her fingers. For a moment, it was not clear whether they were petals or purple falling rain.

The petals all over the sky were floating and entwined, enveloping Wei Zhaoning inside, like a picture of a maid.

Eyes full of purple.

This music made everyone hold their breath, and for a moment they were on tenterhooks, as if they were in a field of thousands of flowers, or in a battlefield filled with smoke.

It was a fresh piece of music. Wei Zhaoning was not the only one of the women in the harem who could play the guzheng, but after playing it over and over again, the emperor almost got the hang of it. What Wei Zhaoning played this time was actually the poem Shi Jing had just composed.

Shi Jing's poems are already majestic, and coupled with the momentum of Wei Zhaoning's playing, they are simply natural. Even the music palace in the palace may not have such attainments for a while.

The queen couldn't help but clapped her hands: "Zhao Ning is getting more and more skilled in playing. She has liked playing since she was a child and hired several masters. Now, as expected... she has to stew a fat duck for Zhao Ning at night."

The Queen Mother waved to Wei Zhaoning to come forward and motioned for her to bring a glass of wine to the Emperor.

Wei Zhaoning brought the wine over and the emperor drank it down in one gulp.

The Queen Mother smiled and said: "What do you think of Zhao Ning, Your Majesty?"

"Guiren Wei plays the piano very well."

"If the emperor is free in the evening, please ask Mr. Wei to go to the Taihe Palace to play a piece of music. This music is also fresh, and the emperor must not be tired of hearing it yet."

This means that Wei Zhaoning should go to bed.

How could the emperor not understand?

But as a man, the emperor did not like force, so he hesitated.

Meng Yuzhu came forward and said, "Your Majesty, I have created a new ice dance..."

With a look from the Queen Mother, Meng Yuzhu quickly stepped back three feet and knelt back.

Meng Yuzhu practiced the ice dance for more than a month, but she died before she even showed up.

Tian Lingyue watched all this from a distance and had a plan in mind.

Meng Yuzhu was frustrated and everyone saw it.

If she dares to steal the favor of a woman from the Wei family, the Queen Mother will naturally refuse to do so.

Tian Lingyue squeezed out from the crowd and knelt directly at the feet of the Queen Mother.

This Yingying knelt down, revealing her fragility. She was dressed in plain clothes, with beige brocade. There was not even a pattern on the plain clothes. Although she wore a high bun, she only had a light blue chrysanthemum in her hair and nothing else. The rice-sized pearl earrings on the ears are almost invisible. The whole body is probably not worth two taels of silver. The women in the palace all have monthly stipends, so no matter how shabby they are, they are probably no more than this.

It's rare to find such a pure person in the palace.

The Queen Mother didn't remember who it was for a moment.

Judging from her dress and hairstyle, she looks like one of the emperor's concubines.

"This servant is a beautiful girl from the Yongfu Palace. Her name is Tian Lingyue. She is the daughter of Tian Guang, the seventh-rank Zhili Prefecture judge. She was favored by the Queen Mother and was lucky enough to enter the palace. She has been living in the Yongfu Palace and has not been able to serve the Queen Mother. So, The Queen Mother is blind."

Although he looked timid, his speech was smart and he responded appropriately.

"Raise your head and look at Ai Jia's appearance."

Tian Lingyue raised her head, with a pair of slender eyes filled with constant sadness, a bit cowardly, and a bit courageous.He seemed to be afraid of being looked at, but he held his head high.

The cheeks are very thin, not quite white, the lips are thin, and even the earlobes are thin.

According to the hexagram, such people are unlucky.

The queen mother sighed.

"What are you kneeling in front of Aijia?" asked the Queen Mother.

"I see that all the ladies have shown off their talents. Now is the chrysanthemum exhibition organized by the Queen. I don't dare to be lazy, so I have prepared some things and presented them to the Queen Mother. Please accept it." Another one showed off his talents.

The Queen Mother watched several programs one after another and was a little tired. In addition, the Queen Mother wanted Wei Zhaoning to sleep with her and summoned Tian Lingyue out of thin air. The Queen Mother felt that she came out at the wrong time, or at least she didn't wink.So he didn't speak very enthusiastically: "Since you have prepared something and the emperor is here, then you can present it to the emperor."

"This slave's things are specially prepared for the Queen Mother."

"Really? What is it?" The Queen Mother was flattered. You know the Chrysanthemum Show. The concubines in the harem all prepared the show for the Emperor. Tian Lingyue found a new way and actually prepared something for the Queen Mother.

I saw Tian Lingyue raising her hands above her head, with a cloth bag in her hands.

Aunt Guan took the cloth bag and placed it in front of the Queen Mother.

When the cloth bag was opened, there were several volumes of scripture inside.

"I don't have any extraordinary talents. I heard that the Queen Mother is Buddhist, so I burned incense and meditated, and copied these three volumes of scriptures. Please don't dislike it."

Knowing that the Queen Mother was committed to Buddhism, there were many people in the harem who were willing to do what she wanted.

There is nothing unusual about bathing in incense and copying scriptures.

The Queen Mother just said calmly: "It's good that you have this heart. Aunt Guan, please put it away."

Aunt Guan was about to put away the scriptures when Tian Lingyue said: "Queen Mother, the scriptures copied by this servant are different from others."

"Oh? What's the difference?"

The scriptures copied by the concubines in the palace are nothing more than the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", "Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra", "Avalokitesvara Sutra" or "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" and "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra". Wen, there are several copies in the Queen Mother's Cining Palace.

"The queen mother will know after you open it and take a look." Tian Lingyue gave up.

Not many people dared to lie in front of the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother's curiosity was piqued by her. Since it was different from other scriptures, she had to open it and take a look.

The neat font has no merit and no fault. In the harem, this font is acceptable. When you look at it again, the words are all red, one by one, like a blooming fire lotus.

"Did you write it with cinnabar? You must have put your heart into it." The Queen Mother stroked the scripture.

"When you return to the Queen Mother, you are not stained with cinnabar."

"Oh?"

"These red words are written with the blood of slaves."

"what?"

"The slave girl thought that there is no shortage of scriptures in the Queen Mother's Palace. The slave girl has no other skills but a filial heart. I heard that the scriptures written in blood are particularly effective, so the slave girl cut her finger and wrote it with blood. Chen Guo's national fortune is prosperous, and I wish the Queen Mother and the Emperor a long life."

"This" the Queen Mother held the scripture and put it back on the case.

Yes, the strange scriptures have a strong sense of blood. It turned out that Tian Lingyue wrote them in blood.

The concubines have never heard of anyone being so ruthless.

Although in order to compete for favor, everyone relied on their own abilities. The theater troupe of Tiannan Mansion performed a play a few days ago. It was said that a concubine was pregnant with another concubine at the same time. In order to give birth to the child in time, the other concubine was secretly drugged to make her pregnant. It was difficult to give birth, and even the concubine eventually died of dystocia, mother and child died. During the late emperor's reign, there were occasional cases of framing concubines, but they were all against others and cruel to themselves, and Tian Lingyue was the first one.

It’s scary to think about how much blood would have to be shed in three thick volumes of scripture.

Even Meng Yuzhu couldn't help but be secretly frightened: "I underestimated her. I didn't expect that she would do anything to get the upper hand. How many women in this palace have such ambitions?"

Du Jiyan was not surprised.

Back then, Tian Lingyue and Tian Lingyue lived in the same room and took care of each other. They were teammates in the trenches. Tian Lingyue could push his teammates into the pit.Writing a few volumes of scriptures with just a little blood, it doesn't matter, she can do it.

Shi Jing had never seen such a battle before. The education she had received since she was a child was that "the body, hair, and skin must be given to parents and cannot be damaged." Those thick scriptures must not kill Tian Lingyue. Shi Jing felt heartbroken: "Du Just look at how white Sister Tian’s lips are. She must have been bleeding too much. I don’t know if she can make up for it by drinking old hen soup for a month. Alas, it’s so difficult for women in the palace. I can’t compare to it. , I can jump for two days even if my finger is pricked with a needle."

Tian Lingyue just knelt quietly.

"No wonder Sister Tian keeps disappearing recently. It turns out she is hiding and secretly writing scriptures." Shi Jing was impressed with admiration: "I am ashamed of my talent at the Chrysanthemum Festival this time. Even Wei Guiren may not be able to compete. Sister Tian, ​​it seems that the day of Sister Tian’s success is finally coming.”

Aunt Guan helped Tian Lingyue up.

The Queen Mother put her hand in the palm of her hand. The beautiful girl's hand should be white and soft, but Tian Lingyue's hand looked rough. She often did embroidery and copied scriptures a lot, and now her middle finger is calloused. The cut on the index finger has not completely healed, so it seems that the blood from the index finger was taken to read menstruation.

"Does it hurt?" the Queen Mother asked.

"I can copy scriptures for the Queen Mother, and I won't feel any pain for you."

"What a good boy."

"I am from a humble background. It is my blessing to be praised by the Queen Mother."

"Although you are filial, please don't do such a thing again in the future. Your thoughts are accepted by the Ai family." The Queen Mother said, taking off the jade bracelet from her wrist and gently putting it on Tian Lingyue's wrist. Above: "This bracelet was given to the Ai family by the late Emperor. The Ai family has always carried it with them. I will give it to you today."

The weight of this bracelet is evident.

How many people have survived from fourteen to forty without ever receiving a reward from the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother has already expressed that the Emperor cannot be stingy.

"Six taels of silver for viewing beautiful women in fields."

Jingshifang has already brought the green head card.

Gao Rang knew very well that at this time, he could not turn over the green cards. If Wei Guiren and Tian Lingyue were to be chosen by the emperor, that would not be a trap for the emperor. He quickly waved his hand and asked the eunuchs to take the green cards back.

The eunuch in the reception room raised his ears and said, "Eunuch Gao, are you looking for a different place to look for brands?"

Gao Rang helplessly closed his eyes, these little brats.

"Since everyone from the respectful room is here, why don't the emperor turn over the brands here." Meng Yuzhu brought a bowl of white fungus soup to the emperor. She wanted to see which one the emperor would choose between Wei Guiren and Tian Lingyue. Who, Wei Guiren is the face of the Wei family, the Queen Mother is still sitting here, and Tian Lingyue has no family background, like her, is from the lower class, can she fight against Wei Guiren?
The emperor did not accept Meng Yuzhu's white fungus soup, obviously he was not satisfied with Meng Yuzhu.

Before it was too late to throw away the hot potato, Meng Yuzhu directly picked it up and stuffed it into the emperor's mouth.

"Since that's the case, the emperor will do it here." Wei Zhaoning is still somewhat confident in herself. She feels that she is favored, firstly because of her unshakable family background, and secondly because of her professional skills. Her performance can be regarded as a national champion. Tian Lingyue just used some substandard methods to make people pity and move her, so there is no need to take her seriously.

It seems there is no way out.

The emperor had no choice but to call the people from the Jingshi Room to come forward.

The emperor's hand fell on Wei Zhaoning's green card.

Tears almost fell from Tian Lingyue's eyes.

The emperor's hand fell on Tian Lingyue's green head card again, and then the emperor picked up Tian Lingyue's green head card.

Tian Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let Tian Xiunu sleep with you tonight. What does the Queen Mother think?"

"The emperor can make the decision on his own bedside affairs. The Ai family has no objections."

It's getting cold, so sisters should wear more clothes.