Red Mansion Rebirth: Ghost Phoenix

Emperor Chongzhao was talked about by Wang Xifeng for a long time before he came out of Yinyu Hall feeling dizzy and dizzy.

The moon was at its highest point in the sky at that time, with a crescent moon hanging high above our heads, seemingly emitting a cold glow.

Emperor Chongzhao walked very slowly, his eyes were blurred, he had one hand behind his back, and his thumb and index finger were rubbing each other constantly.

Qinghai walked beside him with a slightly bent back, stealing glances at Emperor Chongzhao's profile expression, not daring to say a word.

Suddenly, Emperor Chongzhao stopped.

Qinghai also stopped in his tracks.

"I forgot to tell your concubine that her parents have already arrived in Beijing and are living in the house I prepared for them."

Emperor Chongzhao smiled helplessly and scratched his temples with a finger, "She spoke too harshly. Now I have to carefully consider every sentence and even every word.

"I originally went to her place for dinner for this matter, but I forgot about it without realizing it.

"You should run a few steps now and go back to tell her before she goes to bed. If she is free, tell the queen tomorrow morning and ask her parents to come to the palace to see her."

Qinghai immediately smiled and said, "I was wondering why His Majesty came here so excitedly but didn't mention this happy event! It seems that the Imperial Concubine forgot about it. Then I will go right away!"

He turned around and ran away.

Emperor Chong Zhao looked at his movements, which were countless times more agile than usual, and laughed, but gradually stopped smiling and called out in a low voice:

"Wensheng."

Pang Yu, who was a member of the Eastern Palace Guards and is now the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards, took two steps forward and said, "Here."

"During the three or four years since Concubine Wang entered the palace, has she won the hearts of many people?" Emperor Chongzhao asked in a leisurely voice, walking slowly forward.

Pang Yu paused slightly, lowered his head and said nothing.

“Speaking of which, the queen is not smart. Even when she was in the Chengwang Mansion, she did not win over as many people as Li Shuren did.

“Mei’s is also average.

"She is aloof. Even when she was close to Wang and Geng, it was because Wang and Geng showed their good will to her first.

"Who else? Oh, Wu.

"In the past three or four years, the only person Wu had won over in the palace was Aunt Wanqi who was by the Queen's side.

“Only Wang.

“Qinghai, Changying, Chenduo, Invesco, Zhoudai, Qiangang, and even Liushang.

"In addition to the Mei family, Geng family, and Yang family who was manipulated by her, and Zhou family who just woke up..."

Emperor Chongzhao took a deep breath and said, "Even I can't bear to have her reputation ruined by others unintentionally."

Pang Yu lowered his head even more.

"A woman like this is not the kind of dignified, elegant, and polite person.

"After all, it is my father who has the ability to judge people. Just by looking at her smile, I know that she can make me happy."

Emperor Chongzhao even raised his hand to touch his face, frowned and looked back at Pang Yu, "Father said that I am too rigid.

"I'm really too serious? Can't I smile?"

Pang Yu smiled and said, "How could that be? Your Majesty is serious only when it comes to military and national affairs, and he also loves to laugh when it comes to daily trivial matters.

"I have been with Your Majesty for many years and often see Your Majesty smile.

"It's just that most matters in the court require careful consideration, so Your Majesty is a little more serious."

Emperor Chongzhao nodded with satisfaction: "That's right!"

After a pause, he asked again, "But I feel that my methods of winning people's hearts seem to be much worse than your Imperial Concubine's!"

Pang Yu wanted to remain silent again, but Emperor Chongzhao stopped and looked at him and asked, "What do you think?"

Pang Yu was startled, and hurriedly lifted his robe and knelt on one knee: "Your Highness, I am a minister and a concubine, and I have to assist in the palace affairs. I have to use some tricks to get someone to use so that I can do my job.

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and all the people in the land are his subjects.

"Your Majesty, why do you need to win over anyone? You should invite all the talented people from all over the country to come to the court and ask you to use them.

"This is the sun, the moon and fireflies, how can they be compared?"

Emperor Chongzhao sneered and pointed with his hand: "Flattery."

He continued walking forward and snorted again, "I've learned for a long time, but I can't flatter others as well. From now on, just tell the truth and don't learn these crooked ways!"

Pang Yu blushed and nodded his head in agreement.

At that moment, Qinghai came back again, and with a smile on his face, he knelt down and kowtowed twice to Emperor Chongzhao, then stood up swiftly and brushed the dirt off his robe, then said with a smile:

"The imperial concubine was so happy that she almost overturned the Yinyu Palace!

"I knelt right before the steps and kowtowed twice to you. Let me convey my gratitude to you, Lord!"

Emperor Chong Zhao laughed and his mood improved: "So you conveyed these two heads for her? How much did she spend on them?"

Qinghai happily held a purse in his hands and said, "I heard that this is the Five Poisons purse that Miss Ruer just embroidered this morning. The Imperial Concubine personally stuffed a Hetian jade snuff bottle into it and gave it to me as a reward."

Emperor Chongzhao raised his chin to signal him to open it, and took the warm snuff bottle in his hand to examine it carefully. It was still not clear under the moonlight, so he returned it to Qinghai:

"Okay, that's good. Keep it!"

But he still felt a little bitter in his heart, so he rolled his eyes at Qinghai, "What a loser! He's the chief eunuch in front of the emperor, and he has received so many gifts from people every day, and you're so excited about a snuff bottle?"

Qinghai stuffed the purse into his arms with great care and said seriously, "How can it be the same?

"This purse was embroidered by the maidservant who came with the Imperial Concubine. In the past, it was pretending to be the Imperial Concubine's embroidery. It was either given to you or presented to the Queen Mother!

"If it weren't for your kindness, I would never get such a glorious object in my next life!"

Emperor Chongzhao spat at him and said, "You are talking nonsense!"

Qinghai came over with a smile and whispered, "I went in and saw the Imperial Concubine stamping her feet!

"She said she was so happy chatting with His Majesty that she forgot to give you the Dragon Boat Festival gift she had prepared.

"The Imperial Concubine said that it would only be a sign of sincerity if she presented the gift to him in person, but tomorrow is the day before tomorrow. So I'm asking you to apologize and ask you to return to the Purple Palace and wait for a quarter of an hour before you rest."

Emperor Chongzhao's face suddenly turned stern: "What? She dares to break into the front hall at night?"

"Where? The Imperial Concubine has called the princess. The princess is going to the front hall to give you a Dragon Boat Festival gift. Is this not considered a big mistake?"

Qinghai explained with a smile, then covered his mouth and asked in a low voice, "I know what it is! Shall I report back to you now?"

Emperor Chongzhao's interest had been aroused. He shook his head and said with a smile, "No need for you! I will go back now and wait for He Ke to deliver it to me personally!"

He strode back to the Purple Palace.

Wang Xifeng hurried into her own small storeroom and picked out after a long time before she found a painting, which was "Pomegranate" by Qiu Shizhou, a famous landscape painter of the previous dynasty.

"Send it to your father quickly and tell him that we prepared it together yesterday!" Wang Xifeng personally taught He Ke a long speech praising his achievements and asked her to flatter him.

He Ke went happily holding the painting.