The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

  Chapter 104 105: She likes head-to-head

  Song Yunzhao looked at the flowers sent to him, and slightly raised his head to look at the visitor, "What do you mean?"

  Dong Guiren was stared at by Song Yunzhao, and felt a little nervous for a while, forced a smile and said: "When I came back to Jieyu, I wanted to put a vase of flowers on your food table, and the Mid-Autumn Festival viewing of flowers can be regarded as adding a touch of color."

  Song Yunzhao said lightly: "I don't like these, take them back."

  Dong Guiren's face froze. She didn't expect Song Yunzhao to refuse so simply, and she immediately felt a little embarrassed. The vase in his hand was like a hot potato, and he looked like he was about to cry.

  Song Yunzhao looked at her like this, and felt a little overwhelmed for a while, she didn't say anything, just didn't want to spend money, why Dong Guiren seemed to be bullied by her.

  Han Jinyi looked at Song Yunzhao's face, then turned to look at Dong Guiren and said, "It's just a vase of flowers. Song Jieyu doesn't like you to take it back. Who will show it to you? I don't know if you think we are bullying you. This is really wronged."

  When Han Jinyi said this, Lu Zhixue realized that something was wrong. She had been fined more times recently, so she stared at Dong Guiren and asked directly: "You are just a nobleman, are you acting like this to force us to pick up your flowers? You are so brave!"

  Song Yunzhao glanced at Lu Zhixue, why are we the only ones?

  Dong Guiren was clearly targeting her, Han Jinyi just protected her, why did Lu Zhixue also jump into the pit?

   Is this not right?

  Dong Guiren: …

  Being stared at by three people like this, she didn't dare to do anything even if she had the guts of a bear, so she hurriedly said: "I don't mean that, Lu Concubine misunderstood, I will leave now."

  Dong Guiren almost ran away, Song Yunzhao stared at her back, saw that she had gone all the way back, indeed the flower arrangements were much less, when she looked up, she saw that many food tables were decorated with flower arrangements, which looked really pleasing to the eye.

  With a thought, she raised her head to look at the throne, and saw that the emperor's food table was empty at this time, and before she could look back, she saw Chen Guiji holding a vase of flowers and putting it on it.

  Song Yunzhao sneered in his heart, but didn't say anything.

  Lu Zhixue saw that Song Yunzhao's expression was not right, and looked along, and saw Chen Guiji walking down, and then looked at the vase of flowers in front of the throne, thinking that Song Yunzhao was jealous.

  She hummed in her heart, but it was just a vase of flowers, but she put it in her eyes. If the emperor favored others someday, she would have to close the door and cry in Wangyou Palace.

  Thinking about this, Lu Zhixue shuddered all over. It was probably impossible for Song Yunzhao to cry with that temper, and it was very likely that he would call the door.

  She looked sideways at Song Yunzhao, imagining that she was bringing someone to the door, and fell silent for a while.

  Song Yunzhao felt that Lu Zhixue looked at her strangely, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Anyway, this person's brain circuit is different from that of normal people.

  Han Jinyi didn't pay attention to what Lu Zhixue was thinking. She looked at Yun Zhao thoughtfully and asked, "This idea is good. A vase of flowers on each dining table is really pleasing to the eye."

  Song Yunzhao thought that the flowers are indeed beautiful, and most of the beautiful things have to pay a price.

   "If you like it, stay, if you don't like it, let the palace servants withdraw." Song Yunzhao can only say this, and he can't say a word. The direction of the plot has already changed. What if the plot changes?

   "Then I'll let someone take it down." Han Jinyi said directly, she didn't think Yun Zhao was someone who hated flowers, since she must have a reason for not giving up.

  She doesn't need to know the reason, just follow along.

   Han Jinyi really asked the palace servants to remove the flowers on her food table. Lu Zhixue saw the corners of her eyes twitching. After struggling for a while, she also asked her to remove her own.

  Song Yunzhao:?

   Lu Zhixue held her head up and didn't look at Song Yunzhao's expression. Han Jinyi looked a little funny, thinking that Lu Zhixue was being plotted against. However, caring about her face, she didn't say anything, but diverted her attention by talking to Yun Zhao about worshiping the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

  Lu Zhixue breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and looked into the distance, and saw a group of palace concubines flying all over the palace like flowers and butterflies, not to mention being eye-catching.

  When she retracted her eyes, she didn't want to collide with Qin Xiyue's eyes.

  Lu Zhixue: …

  Qin Xiyue smiled at her, Lu Zhixue just wanted to grit her teeth and look back expressionlessly.

  She is not a dog, she wags her tail when she smiles at her.

   Bah bah bah!

  Qin Xiyue saw that Lu Zhixue looked away and frowned slightly. She didn't expect her to be so angry, and she didn't expect that she would sit down with Song Yunzhao to talk today. The matter was more difficult than she thought.

   "Concubine Zhuang has arrived! Concubine Wan has arrived! Concubine Lu has arrived!"

  As soon as the three concubines arrived, everyone stood up to greet them.

   Concubine Zhuang said with a smile: "You sisters, you don't need to be too polite, just sit down."

   Song Yunzhao stood up and sat down, and she saw An Fangyi also sat down directly.

   "Hey, who put these flowers?" Concubine Zhuang said with a smile after sitting down.

  Qin Xiyue got up and replied: "The idea of ​​returning to the empress is Chen Guiji's idea. The concubine and others also think that flower arrangement is an interesting thing, so they do it together with everyone."

   Chen Guiji hurriedly got up when she heard the words, with a happy smile on her face. It would be nice if she could show her face in front of the third concubine, but she was naturally unwilling to stay calm in the harem like this.

   "That's a good idea, and the flowers are arranged well." Concubine Zhuang praised with a smile.

  Concubine Wan glanced at the flowers on the table with some disgust, looked at Concubine Zhuang's pretending smile, snorted, and said directly: "I feel a little uncomfortable in my nose today, come, please remove the flowers."

  When the smile on Chen Guiji's face froze, she became a little embarrassed, afraid that Concubine Wan would be angry with her, she hurriedly said: "I don't know that your mother is not feeling well today, so please forgive me."

   Concubine Zhuang said: "Those who don't know are innocent, Concubine Wan is not the kind of narrow-minded person, how could she anger you."

  Concubine Wan was blocked by these words, unable to get up and down, looked at Concubine Zhuang and said mockingly, "Concubine Zhuang is so generous."

   Concubine Zhuang smiled lightly, "Concubine Wan, I appreciate it."

   Concubine Lu almost rolled her eyes watching from the sidelines. In terms of putting on airs, no one in the palace can compare with Concubine Zhuang.

  Song Yunzhao watched the turmoil among the three concubines, and thought to himself that this was much more subtle than directly tearing it apart in the book. Presumably because his family background was not as good as Qin Xiyue, the three concubines didn't have that obvious sense of crisis towards her, so they did things with a bit of dignity.

  Concubine Lu's eyes have been fixed on Song Yunzhao, because of the incident in the imperial dining room, she now has a headache looking at Song Yunzhao.

  Seeing that all the concubines in the harem are complete, but before the emperor arrives, everyone's minds are lost. Han Jinyi and Lu Zhixue returned to their seats when the third concubine arrived. Lu Zhixue and Qin Xiyue were sitting next to each other. This is really a bad relationship.

  Song Yunzhao had heard from the emperor himself that the dinner party was coming in the morning, but she hasn’t seen anyone yet. She guessed that things might be busy, but she didn’t take it to heart.

  Just as she was thinking like this, she heard Concubine Wan look at her and asked, "Song Jieyu, do you know when His Majesty will be here?"

  Song Yunzhao looked up at Concubine Wan. This person really made her feel uncomfortable all the time. If you ask her what she does in this kind of thing, if you want to ask her, you have to go to the Tai Chi Palace to ask.

   "The concubine doesn't know." Song Yunzhao replied with four words.

   "How could you not know? His Majesty stayed overnight in Wangyou Palace last night."

  "Your Majesty really likes to joke. The emperor just stayed overnight in Wangyou Palace, so why would he tell his concubines these trivial matters." Song Yunzhao knew that Concubine Wan deliberately wanted the emperor to stay in Wangyou Palace. This was to make everyone dissatisfied with her. Asking her about the emperor was just a cover.

   "Okay, Concubine Wan is just joking, Song Jieyu doesn't need to take it to heart. I think I should ask someone to go to Tai Chi Palace to ask."

   Concubine Wan didn't answer, she kept her face sullen and silent.

  Concubine Lu was even more silent, not flattering at all.

   Concubine Zhuang had a hard time singing a one-man show, so she ordered people to go to Tai Chi Palace while holding back the fire.

  The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became weird. Song Yunzhao didn't care, but just sitting was very tiring.

  Concubine Zhuang glanced at everyone, and finally let the dancers come to perform dances to drive the atmosphere. With a sad face during the festival, the emperor will definitely think that they are not doing well.

  Concubine Wan and Concubine Lu have always been self-willed. The emperor will definitely not blame them, and she is the only one who is responsible.

  The song and dance prepared by the Si Yue Bureau was very cheerful, and the hall became lively in an instant. I don't know if it was because of the Qixi Festival. Today's dancers are dressed very tightly, not to mention showing their waists, even their arms are not exposed.

   But the wide-sleeved long skirt dances lightly, and it has a special charm.

  The people who went to Taiji Palace soon came back, walked up to the third concubine quickly, and replied: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty said that the court affairs are too busy."

   Song Yunzhao frowned slightly when he heard the words, are you coming?

  The emperor said he would come this morning, but if he doesn’t come now, something must have happened.

  Don’t talk about the third concubine, the other concubines all had disappointment on their faces. It’s not easy to see the emperor on weekdays, and the chance to appear in front of the imperial court is only after a festival. As a result, the emperor didn’t come during the Mid-Autumn Festival today.

  The disappointment on Chen Guiji's face couldn't be suppressed. She spent all her time in order to intervene these days, thinking that she could show her face in front of His Majesty today, but what happened?

  The expressions of the three concubines were different. Concubine Wan got up and left without any concealment. Concubine Lu was also concerned about the matter of the imperial dining room, and followed Concubine Wan to leave.

   Concubine Zhuang: …

   It's really difficult for her to tear down the stage one by one.

  If Concubine Zhuang doesn't leave, no one else dares to leave either, but An Fangyi and Song Yunzhao are also exceptions.

  An Fangyi said she was unwell, but Song Yunzhao didn't even find an excuse, so she just left.

  The smile on Concubine Zhuang's face sank completely, but in the end they didn't stop them.

  Before Song Yunzhao left, he glanced at Qin Xiyue at the end of his eyes, and saw that her brows were tightly furrowed, she didn't know what she was thinking, obviously what happened today was beyond her surprise.

  Song Yunzhao went straight back to Wangyou Palace. The long time of dressing up was wasted. He took off the gorgeous clothes and the heavy bun, changed into a light dress, **** a simple bun, and remembered the moon cakes he had someone make, so he called Anshun over.

   "You send the mooncakes to Zhang Maoquan, please present them. Your Majesty is locked up by court affairs, and festivals still have to be celebrated. Let's eat mooncakes to suit the occasion."

   You can’t blind her to the hard work of making moon cakes. It’s one thing for the emperor to eat or not, but it’s another for him to know.

   You have to take credit for doing something.

  Anshun carried the food box and went to Taiji Palace. There were many guards outside the Taiji Palace, and the armor was bright under the moonlight. Anshun didn't dare to look too much. He lowered his head and went straight to Zhang Maoquan.

   It was also a coincidence that just as Zhang Maoquan came out of the hall, he saw Anshun at a glance and waved to him.

   Anshun quickly trotted over, "I've seen Mr. Zhang."

   "Why are you here?" Zhang Maoquan asked, and saw the food box in Anshun's hand, "Master Jieyu asked you to give something to the emperor?"

   Anshun hurriedly said with a smile: "Yes, the moon cakes made by the master himself were specially sent by the slaves for the emperor to taste."

  Zhang Maoquan thought that Song Jieyu had too many thoughts, the emperor didn't go to the palace banquet, and then someone brought the moon cakes. Do you think the emperor can't be happy that people miss him so much?

  He reached out to take the food box, "Master Jieyu, do you have anything else to tell you?"

  Anshun immediately said: "The master said that the filling of this mooncake was mixed by herself, which is quite different from previous years."

  Zhang Maoquan raised his eyebrows, he was beautiful and thoughtful, who would be favored if Song Jieyu could not be favored?

  If he met such a person, he would definitely like him very much.

   "Okay, you wait here." Zhang Maoquan turned around and went to the hall after speaking.

  Anshun stood aside obediently, but he was slightly relieved. Manager Zhang asked him to wait, maybe the emperor wanted him to bring a message to his master.

  Zhang Maoquan entered the hall with the food box, Meng Jiuchang saw it at a glance, he lowered his eyes and ignored the kid, motionless like a log.

  Zhang Maoquan didn't expect Meng Jiuchang to avoid it wisely, he stepped forward to salute, "Your Majesty, Song Jieyu asked Anshun to bring mooncakes."

  Feng Yi raised his head when he heard the words, "Moon cakes?"

   "Yes." Zhang Maoquan said immediately, "Anshun said that these are mooncakes made by Jieyu herself, and the fillings are mixed by herself. Please give it a try, Your Majesty."

  Feng Yi heard that the tense expression on his face eased, he put down his pen, and then said: "Bring it here."

  Zhang Maoquan immediately stepped forward with the food box.

  Meng Jiuchang moved at this moment. He soaked the towel, and hurried over to hand it to the emperor, asking him to wipe his hands. After wiping, he handed over the dry handkerchief.

  Zhang Maoquan:…

   After Meng Jiuchang took the veil, he stepped back and quietly said nothing, as if he had never appeared before.

  Zhang Maoquan was very upset. Looking at this posture, it would not be easy to replace Meng Jiuchang.

  Feng Yi opened the food box, and saw two large plates inside. There were four mooncakes in each plate. The mooncakes were not big, and they were different from those made in the palace.

  He reached out and took out one, put it in his mouth and took a bite. There was no feeling of sweetness or greasy in the mouth. It was sweet and salty, oily but not greasy, and had a strong ham aroma, which made people's eyes shine.

  He picked up the mooncake from another plate and took a closer look. There was no big difference in appearance. When he took a bite, the sandy texture rubbed between his lips and teeth, and the slightly salty and thick taste made the tip of his tongue salivate.

  Having been busy with court affairs for a whole day, I didn’t have enough lunch because I had to contend with the courtiers about disaster relief, and I was so angry that I lost my appetite for dinner. Now that I had two mooncakes, I felt a little hungry.

  Zhang Maoquan was clever this time, and before Meng Jiuchang could show his courtesy, he immediately made tea and served it with both hands.

  Meng Jiuchang:...

   Careless.

  The emperor took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, then raised his eyes to look at Zhang Maoquan and asked, "Where is the mooncake delivery man?"

   "Waiting outside the hall." Meng Jiuchang laughed.

   "Tell him to go back and spread the message, and set up a meal in Wangyou Palace."

   "Yes." Zhang Maoquan was overjoyed, the matter was over, and Song Jieyu must remember her feelings.

  Song Yunzhao didn't expect to send moon cakes, and even recruited the emperor. He hurriedly sent someone to pass the meal to the imperial dining room, and hurried into the bedroom to redecorate.

   Isn't this tossing people?

  She thought that the emperor was going to be diligent, so he took off all his make-up, and now that he was done, he had to work again.

  Xiangxue didn't mind the trouble, she was very happy, she carefully put on makeup for her master, when Mammy Yu was leading someone to clean up the table and other things outside, a faint voice came in.

  Song Yunzhao was also quite happy, hey, it was really sweet sadness, let other people know that the emperor didn't go to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet but came to stay overnight in Wangyou Palace, then she really couldn't even tear off the label of her favorite concubine.

  Just thinking about it makes me happy.

  When Feng Yi stepped into Wangyou Palace, he met Song Yunzhao with a bright smile, which was brighter than the moon on the fifteenth day, and even his heart, which had been gloomy for a day, brightened a little bit.

   "So happy?" Feng Yi walked in holding Song Yunzhao's hand, and asked with a smile as he walked.

  Song Yunzhao held the emperor's hand back, and said in a very pleasant tone: "Of course I am happy. Every time I see the emperor, I am happy."

  Feng Yi was amused.

  Meng Jiuchang:...

  The mood is very complicated.

  The emperor had a gloomy face all day long, but when he arrived at Wangyou Palace, he was laughed at by Song Jieyu after saying a few words.

  Song Yunzhao didn't know what Meng Jiuchang was thinking, so he asked someone to bring water for the emperor to wash his hands, and then the two sat at the dinner table.

  The mid-autumn festival meal is very rich, it is really different from the morning, the emperor is really different here.

  It’s a great festival, but she didn’t intend to sue to spoil the atmosphere. After all, the emperor is already in a bad mood today, so she shouldn’t dig a hole for herself.

  There were also several plates of mooncakes on the table, which looked different from the ones sent by Song Yunzhao. The emperor reached out to pick one up and tasted it. It was still the sweet and greasy taste of previous years, so he put it down in disgust.

  Song Yunzhao was delighted when he saw it, and said with a serious expression: "Your Majesty, the concubine is more concerned about you. I think the people in the imperial dining room are too slack."

   There will be no complaints tonight, but it does not prevent her from applying eye drops to the Imperial Dining Room.

  Feng Yi nodded solemnly, "Ai Fei makes sense."

   The corners of Meng Jiuchang's mouth twitched. How did the imperial dining room offend this master? Otherwise, it would be impossible for Song Jieyu to say such a thing.

  Song Yunzhao smiled all over his face, "Your Majesty, try this wine-stuffed duck. It is marinated in rice wine and served in a steamer. The taste is different from ordinary duck."

  Feng Yi sandwiched a piece of the mouth, the rice wine was sweet and fragrant, the duck meat was steamed with fermented rice, it was fragrant, soft and rotten off the bone, without the slightest fishy smell, it was really good.

   Song Yunzhao looked at the emperor's expression and said, "Isn't it delicious?"

  Feng Yi nodded, "You know how to eat."

   "I don't have anything to do when I'm free, so I'm just figuring it out."

  Feng Yi relaxed his mood, and put food for Song Yunzhao in a bowl, "You eat too, don't just focus on me."

  Song Yunzhao nodded, and ate the cold lotus root slices given to her by the emperor. She still remembered that she loved lotus root, not bad, not bad.

   After eating something, Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao, "Why did you come back so early? Isn't there a palace banquet today?"

  Song Yunzhao glanced at the emperor, and said solemnly: "Yes, but the concubines don't like banquets very much, and the emperor is not here, so I find it boring. After Concubine Wan and Concubine Lu left the banquet, I came back."

  Feng Yi's eyes sank when he heard this, "Have Concubine Wan and Concubine Lu left the table?"

   "Yes, only Concubine Zhuang stayed to preside over the overall situation." Song Yunzhao nodded, then looked at the emperor and asked softly: "Your Majesty, are you unhappy that I am coming back early?"

  Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao upon hearing this, and looked at her with a bit of anxiety in his eyes, and squeezed her hand, "No, come back if you don't want to stay, it's not a big deal."

  Song Yunzhao breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "I watched Concubine Wan and Concubine Lu leave, so I thought about coming back. You know, few people in this palace like me, and I don't feel comfortable staying there."

  Feng Yi paused when he heard this, and naturally understood why others didn't like her, so he paused and said: "There is no queen in the palace, no one will make things difficult for you."

  Song Yunzhao curled his lips in his heart, and said it easily. Although the third concubine is not a queen, she has a higher status than her. Isn't she a bit shorter when she sees people?

   But the emperor said it was all right, what else could she say?

  She was promoted to Jieyu in a short time after entering the palace. She thinks there is no hope of promotion this year. She hopes to be promoted to Zhaoyi next year. She is only one step away from concubine.

   Excited just thinking about it.

   She has to keep trying.

  Song Yunzhao no longer mentioned the matter of the harem, looked at the emperor and asked softly: "Your Majesty, when will my father return to Beijing?"

  Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao, "Worried about your father?"

  Song Yunzhao made a distressed look, "I'm not afraid of the emperor's jokes. I'm still a little worried. My father is not too tactful in being an official, otherwise he wouldn't be promoted as a county magistrate for so many years. I'm afraid that he will be too serious to offend people for such a major event as disaster relief."

  Feng Yi's mouth twitched, "Don't worry."

   Song Yunzhao heard the emperor's words clearly had deep meaning, and immediately asked: "Your Majesty, did something happen?"

   "My father's temperament is very similar to yours."

  Song Yunzhao was at a loss, how could this be possible, she always likes to fight head-to-head when doing things, but her father is not.

  Since the emperor said so, it must be her father did something, so he showed a surprised look, and said: "Your Majesty, you may have misunderstood something. My father's temper is much better than mine. Is it because someone deliberately sued him? Then you have to find out."

  If Song Yunzhao's expression wasn't too serious, Feng Yi would have thought he was joking. Song Nanzhen, who overthrew the southern officialdom by himself, was a good tempered person?

  Recalling the booklet sent back to Beijing by Dali Siqing, the emperor couldn't face Song Yunzhao's overconfident expression towards her father for a while.

   Song Yunzhao looked at the emperor's face, feeling flustered for a moment, what did her father do?

   Today, the 6,000-word update is complete, my dears.

  (end of this chapter)