Madam is a Superstar

The concubine mentioned it just now in the imperial garden, and now Xiao Caizi mentioned it again.

No matter how forgetful Song Qingrao is, he still remembers something. It is true that such a thing happened.

Imperial Concubine Zhao Wanrou, the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion and an expert in palace fighting, is best at using other concubines as weapons and never confronting herself.

There is no other reason,

It has been four years since Benefactor Huo ascended the throne and no queen has been established in the harem. Zhao Wanrou, the noble concubine, naturally became the queen mother.

The first person in the Queen Palace of Nangong, Gu, must be dignified in appearance and not narrow-minded.

As for the fish…

Song Qing glanced at the palace servants waiting in the dining room one by one, and finally stopped on a short and fat nun in the corner.

The coquettish tearful mole is rippling, and the backbone evokes the evil taste of teasing others, and the red lips utter every word,

Yesterday I was drunk and ate the imperial concubine's favorite. Now that I think about it, I feel deeply saddened.

Although the empress has always been generous, she will definitely not care about me sincerely.

But the priest was so ashamed that he decided to give up drinking for a year to show his sincerity.

Xiao Caizi's mouth opened wide in shock. The priest who couldn't live without strong alcohol said that he would give up drinking for one or one year! !

Gudong.

Yuan'er clearly heard the sound of her swallowing. She didn't know if she was overthinking it.

She always felt that it was strange for the priest to wake up after sleeping, but she couldn't tell what was so strange.

but……

Thinking of the purpose of being sent to the priest's hall to serve, Yuan'er snatched the wine jar from Xiao Caizi's hand.

Her eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled, and she showed her small white teeth to Song Qing who looked over with raised eyebrows.

My lord, my servant understands. I will put away all your wine and keep it sealed.

Bury it at the bottom of the tree, put it in the wine cellar, and put it in the wine cellar. It will definitely taste delicious when you drink it next year!

The most troublesome thing for the emperor is that the priest drinks all day long and is harmful to his body. Although he knows that the sudden stop of drinking is definitely not because he feels guilty about the imperial concubine.

But these are not important. What is important is that if she reports this matter to the emperor, the emperor will definitely be happy, and maybe he can get extra moon silver for herself!

Go ahead.

Song Qing chuckled, knowing full well why Yuan'er reacted like this but had no intention of exposing it.

I didn't want to expose him before, but now I didn't need to expose him, so I started to have lunch under the service of the palace servants.

The high priest's meal was not very large, and the three dishes and one soup were not large. It was better than the royal chef's skill.

Every dish is delicious, delicious, and sounds a bit shabby. In fact, it is so, not only in the priest's hall, but also in the priest's hall.

The entire harem, including the emperor and the queen mother, is like this. There is a reason for being so shabby.

In his later years, the late emperor was mediocre and indulged in pleasure. He allowed his relatives, nobles and treacherous ministers to form cliques for personal gain.

Coupled with the two floods in Jiangnan, Dayuan's treasury was so empty that it was unable to make ends meet.

The king is inactive, the court is corrupt, and the princes are vying for the throne. The whole abyss is filled with smoke and smoke.

It also gave foreign enemies the best opportunity to invade. Border wars broke out and Dayuan lost two cities in a row.

Rather than saying that Nangong Yu inherited a throne and a dynasty from the late emperor, it would be more appropriate to say that he inherited a mess.

As for the expensive ornaments in the priest's palace...

Don't ask, it's just that Song Qing bought it with his own banknotes, and he just bought it in the past two years.

Just because Dayuan gradually returned to its former prosperity after Nangong Yu ascended the throne, and officials' salaries increased.

In the past two years, the rules of the harem have been as follows:

If you want to have good food and clothing, you can pay for it yourself, and the emperor and queen mother will not interfere.

The Queen Mother would occasionally hold palace banquets and would reward her, but if she wanted to be rewarded by the emperor, she would just dream.

…

Afternoon, Xian Palace,

Zhao Wanrou, who was dressed in a goose-yellow fairy dress, lay on her side on the imperial concubine's soft couch and fell asleep. After the nanny underneath finished her words, she slowly opened her eyes.

In my opinion, why did the priest do this?

Aunt Xu did not dare to raise her head to offend Jin Gui's master, so she only told the truth about her guess.

Replying to your Majesty, I think the priest is trying to please the emperor. Now the priest is back from the imperial study.

The old slave didn't look good. He must have had a dispute with the emperor as usual.

This move was to make amends, so that he could continue to entangle the emperor's heart with her.

The inner hall was filled with the vague scent of sandalwood. Zhao Wanrou raised her hand, and the palace maid who had been standing behind her stepped forward knowingly.

He stuffed the purse he had prepared in his sleeve to Nanny Xu and said with a smile, very politely,

Mammy, take this hard-earned money to buy yourself some new clothes. Don't expose your wealth in the palace. Mammy, don't be too ostentatious, so as not to make others suspicious.

While saying her words of refusal, Aunt Xu took it and stuffed it into her arms. She touched it skillfully and neatly, and it bulged.

Even adding a new piece of clothing or a pair of fine bracelets was enough. I immediately burst into laughter and kept saying yes.

Don't worry, Miss Xing'er. I understand this. I understand. Please take a closer look at my outfit. It all follows the rules of the palace. Don't dare to do anything else that shouldn't be done.

After all was said and done, Nanny Xu would not stay in Wanyun Palace for long. Myolie took the other two palace maids,

He personally took Nanny Xu to the back door and watched them leave, closing the palace door. There was no trace of the polite smile on her face.

Bah, old godly woman, you have received so many rewards from our master and you are not afraid of choking to death.

One of the palace maids who followed muttered in disgust, and Xing'er looked at her before she shut up angrily.

Xing'er said in her heart that she didn't feel any discomfort, which was a lie, but there was nothing she could do about it. There weren't many people serving the priests in the palace.

Nearly half of them were from the emperor, and the remaining few were left by the old priests. They also accidentally discovered that Nanny Xu was greedy for money.

Only then did they take advantage of this and let others take advantage of them. They frowned and looked at the palace maid who had just spoken to scold her.

How many times have I told you, the palace is no better than the palace, the walls have ears, don't talk right and wrong, keep your mouth shut and don't cause trouble for the queen.

The little palace maid knew that she had done something wrong and buried her head very low, I know Sister Xing'er, I just can't get used to her greedy face, and there won't be a next time.

Xing'er shook her head and sighed, then walked back to the inner hall without saying anything else.

Let’s talk about Nanny Xu walking back happily with her bulging purse in her pocket,

Before we arrived at the priest's palace, we saw from a distance that people were busy coming in and out of the palace gate.

Those triangular eyes narrowed, and he tightened the clothes in his arms and walked over quickly.

After entering the palace gate, I followed the busy palace people and walked all the way into the backyard of the priest's palace.

Seeing the little eunuchs carrying hoes like country farmers, hoeing the beautiful back yard into a mess,

Aunt Xu was immediately dumbfounded. What kind of thing did they, the priests, want to do?

Looking at this posture, is it possible that you still want to farm in the palace?

Mommy is back?

A faint sentence sounded after itself, as if the black and white impermanence in the Yama Palace came to ask for life at night,

Mother Xu was so shocked that her short and fat body froze in place, and she did not dare to move.