The favorite concubine of the system is in power

Chapter 87
Now it can only be like this, although she is the female official in charge of the Shangyi Bureau, but she has no way to take such a big responsibility when it involves the important matter between the Hall of Mental Cultivation and Jingning Palace.

Cheng Shuang followed the female officer, Emperor Jiawen was resting in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Eunuch Li stood outside the door, and the female officer stepped forward and explained the matter clearly to him.

Eunuch Li glanced at Cheng Shuang, Cheng Shuang just lowered his head, Eunuch Li withdrew his gaze, turned and went in to report.

Emperor Jiawen was in a light sleep, and the sound of opening and closing the door woke him up. Eunuch Li approached him and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, someone from the Shangyi Bureau is here to ask for instructions on how much rice paper should be used. The scriptures are thick and thick, and Ming Xuan, who was supposed to prepare for the Hall of Mental Cultivation, had to be seconded."

Emperor Jiawen suddenly withdrew his raised hand, and he suddenly remembered this time to worship the Buddha. The empress mother personally ordered Xiao Wanwan to go there. She was busy copying scriptures these days, and she no longer ran to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. .

Emperor Jiawen: "The Empress Dowager is in a hurry about Mingxuan's affairs, so let's hurry up with them first... to drive Yongxiu Palace."

Eunuch Li was stunned for a while, then he said: "Yes."

When Emperor Jiawen walked out of the palace gate, he saw the little maid who often accompanied Xiao Wanwan at a glance. Sheng Jia got up, and he asked Cheng Shuang who was following Sheng Jia: "How is she copying the scriptures?"

Cheng Shuang said: "Returning to the emperor, since your majesty was ordered, she has been diligent and never slack off. She wakes up early and goes to bed late, and she is copying books except when she is eating..."

Emperor Jiawen frowned: "It's too late, this kind of copying is too exhausting, you have to persuade her a little bit, don't let her mess around."

Cheng Shuang replied: "Your Majesty, the servants and servants have also persuaded, but the empress said that she will go to Qingxin Temple with the Queen Mother in four days, and there are three large volumes of Buddhist scriptures in her hand to copy, and now she has only copied half of them, and the empress is impatient. , the servants also..."

"Three major volumes?" Emperor Jiawen couldn't help asking back.

"Yes."

Emperor Jiawen remained silent, and Cheng Shuang did not speak again. Eunuch Li sang and shouted loudly with an indifferent face: "Get off the sedan chair! The emperor is here!"

The slaves and maidservants of Yongxiu Palace immediately knelt down to greet them, Sishuang helped Xiao Wanwan out: "The concubine has seen the emperor."

Emperor Jiawen pursed his lips, Xiao Wanwan's face was now pale visible to the naked eye, tired and troubled.

His heart suddenly hurt sharply, and he took Xiao Wanwan's hand, keenly aware of her subconscious lip biting movement.

Emperor Jiawen lightened the strength in his hands, and half-supported her into the room: "What have you been up to lately?"

"I'm copying Buddhist scriptures," Xiao Wanwan said to Sishuang, "Go make a pot of tea."

"Yes."

"Hey, wait a minute," Emperor Jiawen said, "It's been a few days since I've had the milk tea you made, and I still miss it, so let's change to this."

Si Shuang agreed, closed the door and backed out.

Emperor Jiawen's eyes fell on the thick stack of papers placed on the table, and he flipped through them casually: "The handwriting is neat."

"The courtiers and concubines are different from Sanskrit, and I don't know if the copied ones will suit the queen mother's wishes."

Sishuang brought the teacup, and Emperor Jiawen reached out to take it, hissed hissingly, as if his hands were scalded by the heat of the teacup, the liquid splashed out from the edge of the cup and landed on the scriptures that had been copied , The ink-colored characters were soaked in water and turned into ink blobs.

Sishuang's face suddenly turned dead pale, she knelt on the ground, her shoulders trembling: "Damn it..."

Xiao Wanwan hurriedly brought a handkerchief, wiped the water stains on Emperor Jiawen's clothes, and shouted at Sishuang: "You clumsy thing, get out soon!"

Sishuang's voice contained tears: "Yes, ma'am."

"Your Majesty, take off your clothes." Xiao Wanwan frowned slightly, "It's cold, it won't be good if you freeze."

Emperor Jiawen seemed much calmer. He picked up the pile of Ming Xuan papers that were in a difficult situation, and said, "It's because I missed it. These are considered invalid. Four days later, the empress mother will go to worship the Buddha. It's too late for you to copy again. I will go." The same mother explained."

(End of this chapter)