Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 288 Draft
Time passed day by day, and the day of the draft came soon.On the day of the draft, the ministers brought their families into the palace, and the palace of the Fengtian Dynasty was crowded with carriages.

Fortunately, the soldiers were well-trained and quickly cleaned up the carriages that arrived out of order, which was able to alleviate the rare congestion in the past century.

The place where Emperor Fengkang entertained his ministers was in Weiyang Palace, and because of Xiliu Kingdom's initiative to marry, the palace was extremely lively.

The girls were all dressed up beautifully, and the beauties came here, making people dizzying.

Emperor Fengkang sat on a high seat, with melons, fruits and pastries on the table in front of him, the same wine cup, holding the wine cup in his hand, watching the dancing girls below, drinking slowly one cup after another.

On both sides of the main seat, because the queen fell out of favor and was grounded, the seats on both sides were except for Concubine He and Concubine Shu.In the middle is the Empress Dowager Gu Ruoying.

Liu Yan stood aside, and a servant poured wine for Emperor Feng Kang from time to time.The banquet had already started at this moment, Concubine He and Concubine Shu were secretly observing the emperor's expression.

Gu Ruoying didn't speak much, the smile on her face was like a flower blooming in April, beautiful and charming, extremely touching.

Because she knew the emperor's temperament was deep and unpredictable, the straightforward Concubine Shu didn't dare to call it a talent show with great fanfare, and could only let the ladies of various families come forward to show their talents.

I thought to myself, if you are given a chance, you should take it well.

Now the emperor's harem has no concubines, and the empress has been thrown into the cold palace. Anyone who can win the emperor's eyes at this moment will naturally be extremely favored.

Looking at those beautiful women, there was a trace of displeasure in the eyebrows of the concubine.She saw a familiar figure who had clearly advised her not to enter the palace, why did she appear at this dinner party?

How could her niece Fang Ziwei enter the palace?His gaze fell on Fang Ji, with displeasure in his eyes.

Fang Ji frowned, but said nothing.The minister next to him kept talking small things, Fang Ji was distracted, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

Concubine Shu saw the pale color in Concubine He's eyes, and her eyes were full of pride.Although their family doesn't have any females to participate in the draft, as long as there is a queen mother, and the concubine don't think that her side will win the championship.

When the eyes fell on the emperor leaning on the dragon chair with a lazy and charming expression, Concubine Shu was a little strange.

During this period of time, the emperor has been very kind to the empress, and has always been favored almost to the heavens, so how could he issue the imperial decree to ban the empress so well?
What's in the middle, she doesn't know.Hearing the dance performed by the minister's daughter, Concubine Shu hurriedly recovered and looked at the woman standing in the center of the hall.

She is not inferior to the previous women, with a graceful figure, elegant dancing posture, waving long sleeves, like a flying fairy flying in.Dressed in white clothes, her bright eyes looked at the person sitting high from time to time, clearly smiling and full of affection.

Those eyes, as gentle as the water of a lake, imply endless glances.That dancing posture is like looking at flowers in a dream, like smoke and fog, blurred.

What exactly does the face hidden under the veil look like, and how amazing will it be?

After a dance, the audience applauded.Feng Kangdi, who was originally drinking slowly, suddenly put down the wine cup in his hand, and smiled flamboyantly, "What's your name?"

"Beautiful lady Fang's Ziwei, see the emperor, long live the emperor!" Fang Ziwei bowed and saluted, her voice soft and melodious.

Emperor Fengkang nodded, leaning against the dragon chair, his posture was lazy and charming, and there was a look in Taohua's eyes that everyone couldn't see through: "En, step back!"

Everyone did not miss the look of disappointment in Fang Ziwei's eyes, but they did not dare to speak rashly in front of the emperor.Fang Ziwei felt sad, but told herself not to be impulsive.

Gathering up her mood, she retreated slowly and sat down on the show girl's seat.

A beautiful girl came out quickly, her brows were full of spirit, with a bit of heroic spirit, she bowed to Emperor Fengkang, her voice was loud and clear: "Young girl Yang Ruhua, I have seen the emperor."

The Yang family is like Hua, the queen of the gate.His father is Yang Muzhong, the most trusted general by the emperor besides Gu Qingyun and General Gu.

Yang Muzhong's eyebrows twitched, although he didn't mind his daughter entering the palace as a concubine, but thinking about the current emperor's love for the empress and the current situation, he couldn't help frowning.

Last night my daughter made it clear that if she didn't want to enter the palace, why did she join her now?
Except for the favored and forbidden queen, this palace is the Gu family's world.

In recent days, relying on the emperor's reliance, Gu Qingyun has often secretly attacked members of the Yang family.The main generals in many places in Jingling City were also replaced by Gu's family members by Gu Qingyun.

It's really worrying for my daughter to enter the palace now.

Their Yang family has been swaying blood on the battlefield for generations, but in his generation, did he actually want his daughter to go to the harem to fight for favor in order to keep the status of the Yang family?

Thinking of this, Yang Muzhong opened his mouth: "Your Majesty, my humble minister..."

Before he could finish speaking, Emperor Fengkang, sitting high, laughed faintly: "I know that Ruhua is Yang Aiqing's youngest daughter, and it is said that she is good at swordsmanship."

"In this case, Ruhua, you should come to something fresh, practice a set of swordsmanship, and let me show my daughter's demeanor." With a charming and bewitching voice, she slightly raised her head and swallowed the wine in the jade cup, Feng Jiuyou smiled Lazy and evil.

The emperor has already opened his mouth, what can he do?He gave his daughter Yang Ruhua a hard look, and Yang Muzhong could only shut up.

Yang Ruhua was not coquettish, took the long sword from the guard, and bowed gracefully to Emperor Fengkang.With the long sword in its sheath, it looks heroic.

He is bold and unrestrained, uninhibited.That kind of self-confidence, the heroic demeanor between her brows, is worthy of being a general and tiger girl. At only fourteen years old, she has already gone to the battlefield with her father Yang Muzhong. Although she did not make great achievements, it is still rare.

Although her face is not as amazing as Fang Ziwei's, it has a certain demeanor.The long sword is like a dragon in her hand, it can be retracted and released freely.

Her waist was soft and firm, her face was extremely serious, and the corners of her lips would occasionally be raised, revealing a gentle smile of a little girl.

Unlike other show girls who are shy and shy, Yang Ruhua's expression is free and flying, and the heroic spirit between her brows makes her look dazzling and stunning.

With her free and easy posture and her confident and fearless expression, many people in the hall couldn't help but think of that woman, the Empress Empress who is currently confined in Jiuyou Palace.

Zixu looked at the woman in the hall, and what he thought of was the empress who once fought wits and bravery with the emperor, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

Confident and unrestrained, unrestrained.Such a confident and bold woman has slightly dark skin, but her eyes are very bright.The unrestrained and unrestrained posture made all the men present yearn for it.

Fei body bent down to salute, the long sword was sheathed wantonly, and the hall was silent.

Everyone froze there, or in other words, they were waiting for the person in the high seat to speak.Since the queen fell out of favor until now, no one has dared to mention the queen on the emperor.

With bottomless eyes, lazily smiling expression, and undisguised admiration on his face, his eyes fell on the girl in the palace: "Yang Muzhong's daughter, Yang Ruhua?"

"Exactly!" Yang Ruhua knelt down and replied respectfully, neither humble nor overbearing.

A stern look flashed across Gu Ruoying's eyes, and he glanced at Gu Qingyun, but then looked back calmly.

(End of this chapter)