Biography of Concubine De of Emperor Kangxi

Zhang promised timidly: "The concubine is not unhappy." Unexpectedly, Xiaoyu on the side said, "Master, you have been drooping since yesterday, don't say that the concubine Yi blamed you like that, even the slaves are anxious when they look at it." , a bad mood is not good for the fetus."

The nobleman Juechan smiled slightly: "Xiaoyu is right, I think you have nothing to solve simply, why don't you tell me? I'm thirsty after walking, your house is right ahead, please let me go How about a cup of tea?"

"Drinking tea is natural." Zhang promised softly. Seeing that the noble Jue Chan was bound to talk to her, he no longer avoided it. He went back to his yard with her and sat down in the cool and cool room. The gentleman brought tea from the ground, and the nobleman Juechan signaled them all to go down. While looking around the room, he said with a smile: "Your place is clean and the furnishings are simple. I really can't tell that it is the place where Concubine Chong lives."

Zhang promised with a wry smile: "A concubine is nothing but a concubine's favorite, it's just a promise."

Jue Chan asked: "So you are unhappy because of your promised status that has not changed all year round? Didn't the Empress Yifei just mention it to the Queen Mother, and want to reward you with the Jin seal?"

Zhang promised with sadness in his eyes, and said angrily: "Don't you think that your nobleman also treats concubines in the same way, thinking that concubines care about high or low status?"

"I knew you didn't care about these things, so I didn't understand why you were unhappy." Jue Chan looked at Zhang Xu long and leisurely, took a sip of the tea bowl, but felt that the aroma was rich and the aftertaste was sweet. The simple furnishings in this room are very different, she said thoughtfully, "The tea is excellent."

Zhang promised Yanyan: "It's all the tea leaves that the emperor brought with him when he came here on weekdays. Occasionally, he left some that he couldn't finish eating. The concubine asked Xiaoyu to save them by category. It's good to entertain guests when there are guests, but if you ask What kind of tea, the concubines don't understand at all."

Putting these words in other people's mouths is just to show off, but Zhang promised a tired expression and was very sluggish. He felt that the nobleman had a little understanding, and asked with a smile: "The emperor came to you, and he brought his own tea?"

Zhang promised with a wry smile: "The concubine here has no tea that can serve the emperor. The concubine doesn't know the way of the inside, and she can't prepare to come. The emperor always carries it with him, and it gradually becomes like this."

The nobleman Juechan listened, raised his eyes and looked around again, there was nothing special about it except for the simple furnishings, but the room where Wu Chang was in back then was like the study of Zhuangyuan Lang, the emperor loved to be with her I write and read books, but at first glance here, I don’t know what the emperor likes to do when he comes to Zhang Promise.

Zhang promised to say: "I have nothing to be unhappy about, my lord, you drank your tea, go back earlier, the sun is getting more and more poisonous, and you should get sunburned soon."

The nobleman Juechan smiled leisurely: "Your face is full of displeasure, maybe tell me, and then go to others, and you won't show it."

Zhang promised that his eye circles were red, and he held back for a long time before hanging his head and choking with sobs: "If I knew the current situation that day, my concubine would never agree to you to do these things."

Jue Chan listened quietly, the person in front of her finally opened up the conversation box, said something in her heart slowly, twitched a few times, raised her hand to wipe her tears without any scruples about messing up her makeup, and waited for a long time for her to speak When he spit it out, he already had a big face.

But Zhang promised to work hard for a long time to say, and it was nothing more than those few sentences over and over again. She felt that she had done nothing for the concubine of virtue, but she became the favorite concubine in the eyes of others, and she repeatedly gave birth to the emperor. Princess in pain.

The nobleman Juechan called Xiaoyu to wash his face, and when the clear and clear person sat in front of him again, she smiled and said: "The thing you don't care about or even hate is the harem where you have done a great favor to your empress. No matter what the emperor thinks about you, or what affection he has for Wang Changzaiping and the others, only with you and them can there be a concubine De."

Zhang promised to look at her in confusion, and Jue Chan said with a smile: "Your Majesty is a smart person with a very open heart. She knows what she wants in everything she does. To put it bluntly, after so many years of cold eyes, the emperor treats her very well. You are not qualified to share away her feelings, you think that the more you love and have children, the more you can share the emperor's feelings for her."

"No, I..." Zhang promised to shake his head again and again, but was speechless.

"How the emperor treats her, if others can control her, then the fault is not on you or others, but on the matter between the emperor and the concubine De." In the quiet smile of the nobleman Jue Chan, there seems to be the wisdom to see through all this , "Why don't you answer me, sister, do you really care about how the emperor treats you?"

The person in front of her smiled coldly, causing the viewer to feel chills on her back. She said calmly and quietly: "I used to be in awe, but now I'm always flustered and frightened. During the night when everyone was waiting naked and wrapped in cloaks in Yikun Palace, It still appears in dreams to this day, compared to that kind of humiliating torture, even the flesh and blood pain of whipping is not worth mentioning."

The nobleman Jue Chan's eyes flickered slightly, and he tentatively asked: "Does the emperor notice that you are so disheartened and desperate?"

Zhang promised to shake his head. After all, he had been with the driver for several years. He had a good idea in his heart, and said with a wry smile: "He seems to be very fresh, or he likes to have a clean place where he can spend the night peacefully without saying anything to each other."

The nobleman Juechan smiled: "Then it's good to go on like this in a normal way?"

Zhang promised to shake his head, and said anxiously: "But outsiders don't spread it like this, even Concubine Yi thinks that many concubines will make the emperor happy, everyone spreads it like this, won't the empress misunderstand?"

"You are not the only woman in the palace, but there are only a handful of women who are willing to help her and devote themselves to her. Do you think the empress will misunderstand her?" The nobleman Juechan stretched out his hand to hold Zhang promised's hand, and said earnestly, "The empress is the most pragmatic woman." She is always talking about people who are happy, contented and happy, but doing the things in front of her. She has been married to the Empress Dowager for more than ten years, and has learned how much wisdom the old man has accumulated through the three dynasties. She will definitely do anything. It will be more transparent than you think."

"Really?" Zhang promised that there was still confusion in his eyes.

"Because of you, many things have changed unknowingly, but you don't feel it. Although the so-called glory of success only shines at the last moment, every step and every link before that is very important. Without You can’t go to the end in any place, and those insignificant things you have done in your eyes are very precious in the eyes of the empress.” The nobleman Jue Chan patiently enlightened and comforted him, “As the empress often said, do what you can It doesn't matter whether the emperor likes your indifferent appearance or wants to be quiet here, you will greet him with a smile when he comes, and live his life freely when he leaves you, otherwise? Do you think those empresses and masters in other courtyards are How do we live? In the end, we have no choice whether the Empress exists or not, don't we?"

On that day, nobleman Jue Chan left Zhang Xu's place, and was about to meet Concubine De, who was going from Ruijingxuan to Ningchun Hall, and walked halfway along the way, when Lan Qi heard Xing'er's words, she smiled and said: "Thanks to your carefulness , I can still enlighten her. I want to talk to her, but I can't get close to her. Right now, Concubine Yi is pulling her to make friends with me. In the future, I will look at Concubine Yi and not let her suffer such humiliation. .Next time you are with her in private, pass a message for me to let her take care of herself and take care of the child in her belly. I will try my best to keep this child by her side. "

After parting with nobleman Jue Chan, Lan Qi herself fell into melancholy. What was melancholy was not what happened to Zhang Xu and Xuan Ye, but that she found herself gradually becoming suspicious.In the past, the mother said that if she was in a high position in the future, she must not wear the ugly mask she had seen on her face, but now every time she introspects, she will feel pain in her heart. What makes her more difficult is that what makes her confused is not The status of power is actually only the feelings for Xuan Ye, where the growing possessiveness comes from, she can't figure it out.

Let's talk about the gathering in Ruijingxuan on this day, all the concubines in the garden were invited, even nobleman Ping was invited to attend.Now she is the person who often shows up around Shengjia, and she can be called a half-loved concubine. Although she is equal to Wang Changzai and Zhang Xu, she is much better than ordinary people. Proud and domineering, although she still has an unlovable temper, it is much better than before. She was always worried that she would be bullied by Concubine De and the others, but it didn't happen.

The tea, melons and fruits at today's gathering are all top-grade. Ping Guiren is used to seeing good things, but he just moved a few mouthfuls, but when he came back in the morning, he complained of discomfort, and his stomach was churning. See you, but when the maid brought round-grained rice porridge for lunch, she vomited after only two mouthfuls. She vomited cleanly, laying down on the couch and saying weakly: "Today they are all asking about that little bitch Zhang Jia, Can you eat this one, and whether you like that one, I'm afraid she will vomit if she likes it, their hypocrisy is disgusting."

The maids tidied up and retreated, and the confidant maid approached and said softly: "Master, your monthly letter for this month is several days late."

Ping Guiren's eyes trembled, his face flushed slightly, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Could it be just late."

"But, what if?" The confidant maid said softly, "That's why the servant just shirked and said that there is no fenugreek drink. I am afraid that you may have taken the medicine by mistake and it will be bad for the fetus. We can't announce the imperial physician, so we can only observe and observe."

Guiren Ping was trembling nervously: "These days, can I no longer serve the emperor? Will he...will he find out?"

"The emperor doesn't come here very much recently, he's so busy." The maid said in a low voice, "Since the emperor won't allow you to conceive, if he knows that you have a child, he will definitely think about it..." She raised her hand in a gesture of killing, He said cautiously, "At least let's get through these few months, and when the time comes, tell everyone with great fanfare, so that the emperor won't dare to do anything to you easily."

Ping Gui was in a daze, and after a long time he lowered his head and touched his stomach and said: "The more ruthless he is, the more I want to have a child, and I will be able to rely on him when I have a child."

At this time, someone outside the door reported that the imperial physician had prepared the tonic that the emperor rewarded Mr. Ping, please take it on time, Mr. Ping heard his body trembling, grabbed the maid and said: "But I still take the tonic he sent every day. Birth control pills, will he hate me even more if he says that he is pregnant?"