female concubine

As the warm sun rose, several inner palace ladies and servants banned Zhongxihua Gate from leaving the city.

Zhaoxia slowly moved westward from the green tiles of the imperial city, and her slanted shadow entered a mansion with stone lions in front of the gate.

Shangyuan was closed for seven days and even the Imperial College was on vacation. There were three or five cats in a courtyard of the Earl’s Mansion, the founding of Dongping. In addition to the long-haired lion cat, there were also two short-haired orange cats and three small cats. Dogs are of the highest quality.

A slightly fat young man squatted on the ground wearing a hooded head, holding a pot of pork and small dried fish in his hand to feed.

"Little Treasure, don't just feed the cats, eat some breakfast. Mother asked them to buy some fried soup and tea medicine from Zhang's shop. It's your favorite grandma's tea."

"Are you annoying? I told you I don't want to eat it!" Xiao Yunyi poured out all the meat in the basin angrily, "If you hadn't lied to me, she would be my wife now, so how could she be hurt? I made His Highness unhappy."

"You saw it last night too, so what's so good about Mrs. He? It's just that she has a bit of beauty, and she dared to refuse in front of His Highness. You don't want such a woman. Your father asked you to abandon martial arts and follow literature because he thought that you would one day achieve fame. , When you have passed the examination, there will be as many women as Mrs. He." The woman stepped forward and patted Xiao Yunyi on the shoulder, "Hey, follow your mother to have some breakfast. After breakfast, I can give it to your grandma." Please."

"Ma'am, Mrs. Tai called you and Mr. Lang over there, saying that someone from Da Nei came."

"Look, the old lady is calling you."

Xiao Yunyi shook off his mother's hand, "If I don't go, nothing good will happen."

"You child, forget it."

In the middle hall of the Earl's Mansion, Uncle Dongping ordered people to serve tea and snacks, so he sent people over to have breakfast together.

"Her Royal Highness said last night that too many people were there, and as the mother of the country, Her Highness cannot be favoritism."

"I know that His Highness is also thinking about the dog." Uncle Dong Ping waited aside with a smile.

"His Royal Highness said that the Liao people who had a truce in the north donated a fine tiger skin, and ordered the Shangfu Bureau to make a fur coat and present it to the founding uncle."

The maid said it was a gift rather than a gift, and Uncle Dongping said in surprise after hearing this: "The dog has caused trouble for His Highness, Your Highness..." He wanted to reach out to open the brocade box held in the hand of the waiter.

"Uncle Dongping, don't be in a hurry." The servant took a step back because of the envoy's words, and the envoy said again: "Your Highness still has something to bring to you."

Uncle Dong Ping rubbed his palms, "Does Your Highness have any wishes?"

"The execution last night was ordered by Her Royal Highness the Empress of the Song Dynasty, not the daughter of the Xiao family in Longxi."

Uncle Dong Ping raised his head and stared with incomprehensible eyes. There was a scar from the battlefield in the middle of his eyes, "What does Your Highness mean by this?"

"The slave has already brought it, as for what it means," the maid said with a smile: "How can I know the meaning of a saint."

The female envoy led a group of people to leave from the founding count's mansion in Dongping. Uncle Dongping froze on the spot holding the brocade box, and then turned his head to look at the gloomy old lady sitting on the seat. "Open."

Uncle Dongping hesitantly opened the brocade box, there was white in the crevices, he thought it was a white tiger skin, but as the box was all opened, Uncle Dongping's vicissitudes of life suddenly turned pale.

Inside the brocade box is a pure white fur coat, "Fox fur?"

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In the Chuigong Hall, several servants unfolded the pictures of Shangyuan presented by the Hanlin Painting Academy one by one, some of which showed two dragons playing with pearls on both sides of the Dengshan Mountain, and some carefully described the singer on the terrace and the grand occasion in front of the Xuande Building. Among them, the most conspicuous one is the one facing Huang Luonei and Empress Huang in Xuande Tower.

"Who painted this picture?"

There was no smile on the emperor's face, so the green robe painter thought that he had angered the emperor by painting something he shouldn't have painted, so he walked up tremblingly and knelt down tremblingly, "Return to your majesty, it's a minister, I have no intention..."

"Good job."

The painter raised his head, looked at the calm emperor, and immediately wiped off his cold sweat and kowtowed, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Wei Huan looked at the unfolding scroll with his hands behind his back. Except for the conspicuous emperor and empress on the tower, the frowns and smiles of the people watching below and the astonishment in their eyes when they looked up at the emperor and empress were all clearly drawn. The emperor on the throne Holding a little girl in his arms, in front of him stood a handsome boy dressed in luxurious clothes. The emperor's side and the woman in the same color red dress had soft eyes. You can see it clearly, "It's finely carved, you have such concentration and pen force at such a young age, what's your name?"

"Minister, the Hanlin Academy of Painting is only waiting for Xu Chongju."

The emperor looked closely at the figures on the painting, the strokes were delicate, especially the delicate carvings by the painters of the Ladies and Gentlemen, full of verve and charm, just like real people, "Good at drawing figures?"

"Yes."

The emperor looked sideways at the kneeling painter, "Chongju..."

"Chen is a painter admired by Jinling people, and he is also from Jinling. There is a moment in his name, so he changed his name."

"There are talented people in the south of the Yangtze River. The pilgrim painter is also from Jinling, but..." the emperor smiled and helped him up, "I also like Zhou Wenju's paintings."

Then he asked the eunuch on the other side, "Is there still a lack of a servant in the Academy of Painting?"

The officer in charge of the Hanlin Academy of Painting stepped forward, "Go back to the official's house, and now there are only Jiang Shizhao and Zhang Shizhao in the Hanlin Academy of Painting, and there is still a shortage of one."

"you!"

The painter who was suddenly patted on the shoulder by the emperor put his hands together and bowed in shock, "Your Majesty."

"Don't be so nervous." Wei Huan turned around and raised his hand to look at it, then touched his face again, glanced around the hall and then turned his head, "You are all so afraid of me? Is it because I am so tall? Fierce and evil?"

Those who did not dare to continue kneeling had to lower their heads extremely low and hide them in their folded sleeves, "Your Majesty has a strong character, and his eyes are like lightning..."

"Okay, okay, don't say this kind of boastful words that are not suitable for me." Wei Huan folded his hands, "You have a pair of hands that can draw, but I don't want your knees to touch yours. It's not as good as half a point."

"Yes."

Wei Huan walked to his side, "I ordered you to be the imperial edict of the Academy of Painting, and you are allowed to walk in front of the imperial court. Whenever there are festivals, record them with your hands. You don't have to show me the finished paintings, but you are not allowed to show them to others." It is even more impossible for people to spread it.”

The imperial edict of the Academy of Painting was the most court painter, Xu Chongju knelt down and kowtowed in surprise and joy, "Thank you for the gift, Your Majesty!"

"Go down first, I will find you again in a few days."

"Yes, I retire."

The official of the Hanlin Academy of Painting stepped up to the front of his hands and said, "Are the officials going to choose this painting to present to the late emperor?"

The emperor looked at the happy family on the painting, "It's a pity that this painting was burned and the people painted less, so send that picture of prosperity to Yongding Mausoleum." She pointed to another horizontal axis on the side.

"Yes."

After the officials and painters retreated one by one, Qi Liu saw that the emperor seemed to have forgotten something, so he stepped forward and said, "Officials, Uncle Jiang Guo is still waiting outside the palace."

Wei Huan narrowed his eyes and said with his hands behind his back: "I heard that he got drunk yesterday and made a mistake."

"The Godang Hanlin Academy of Painting said that Jiang Shizhao was drinking because he saw the painting he made. He was not only drunk but also crying... calling Mrs. An Guo over and over again."

Wei Huan walked back to the throne, and sat on the armrest of the chair, "Let him wait first, and invite the saint to come over."

"Yes."

Not long after, the Queen's guard of honor stopped in front of the Chuigong Hall, and a scarlet robe stood outside the hall, shaking his head and looking drowsy, and behind him was a servant Huangmen holding a scroll in his hand.

"uncle?"

The words of the woman in red clothes woke up the doze of Fei Pao, and she immediately stepped forward and folded her sleeves and bowed, "His Royal Highness."

"Uncle, don't be too polite."

Fei Pao straightened up, "Oh, that's right," then turned around and picked up the painting held in the hand of the servant Huangmen, "I'm finished, I'm a mortal, no matter how I paint it, I can't describe my sister's appearance."

Xiao Youqing stretched out his trembling hand and immediately lowered it, "It's a big mistake for my uncle to drink alcohol last night and miss his errand. How can he be so disrespectful in waiting in front of the hall today? Zhang Shizhao was ordered to paint mountains and rivers for the canal, and only uncle is left in the painting academy." ..."

"The minister is guilty."

Xiao Youqing knew that the three uncles had the same arrogance as their grandfather, but the third uncle had the most arrogance. I went down because the officials love talents, but uncle should not be proud of his talents."

Fei Pao sighed, then bowed and said, "Your Highness taught me, I will keep it in mind."

Xiao Youqing frowned, shook his head and stepped across the threshold, the palace servants behind him stopped at the palace gate and waited.

"I've seen a saint," Qi Liu stepped forward, "The official's house is in Duodian."

On the other side of the hall opposite to the screen, there are tables and wooden couches for rest.

"Officials."

Wei Huan put down the pen in his hand and walked around the table to Xiao Youqing, "Come," she took Xiao Youqing's hand and sat down in front of the wooden couch.

"Jiang Shizhao is still outside, but the courtiers and concubines are not here to intercede for him, the official family is the king's own reward and punishment."

"You're better off from the cold, try this." She didn't seem to hear Xiao Youqing's words and opened the lid of a bowl of soup.

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A cup of steaming soup was served on the table, and a large Chinese character was written on the long banner at the door of the shop.

The bustle of Shangyuan outside the palace has not dissipated. At the door of the shops on both sides of the street, there are servants holding bamboo poles to hang up the red lanterns one by one. The shopkeepers are writing puzzles on the counters. For guest use.

The Shangyuan in the Prince Consort’s house was deserted and deserted. The girl took a medicine bowl from the palace man and lay down in front of her mother’s bed. “Mother must respect the imperial doctor’s orders and take medicine on time so that the wind and cold will recover faster.”

The woman was lying on the head of the bed, her lips turned pale, "Has your father not come back yet?"

"Mother asked him what to do again." The girl muttered.

"You kid..."

"When Weng Weng was here, he didn't dare to stay in other places, but later Weng Weng became seriously ill and he became more and more indifferent to his mother. Now that my uncle is an official, how can mother bear it? This house was given to him by Weng Weng. If you don’t want to stay, why should you bear the name of the lord?”

"My mother said that the official's promise was verbal, because he is the gentleman's father who can't take care of these trivial matters, but if the mother is willing to speak up, I don't believe that uncle will ignore his own sister?"

The woman supported her sick body and pushed away the decoction fed by her daughter, lay down with the quilt and said, "Where can I put it, I'm tired."

The girl immediately put down the medicine heavily, turned around and ran away. The princess's supervisor and the two princesses in the house should only be signaled by the princess to follow her closely, and said as they walked: "The eldest girl can see clearly." , but the Eldest Princess also has considerations for the Eldest Princess, after all, this is the residence of the Eldest Girl's father, so where can the Eldest Princess go if she leaves her son-in-law?"

"Didn't uncle say that Ouchi will always be mother's home?"

The Dujian shook his head, "That's the official family's house, and that family will only get bigger and bigger in the future, and the official family can't take care of everything."

"I just hate my mother's humiliation. Before my uncle punished him, my mother had to ask my uncle for forgiveness. And Her Royal Highness, it was His Royal Highness who said that my uncle left him in Tokyo again. I don't need this." What about father?"

The Chief Superintendent sighed, "The Eldest Princess has always been in poor health, and now all this is done for the sake of the Eldest and Second Miss. The girl is still young and doesn't know the difficulties of running a house. The villain risked his life to say that if the Eldest Princess is gone in the future , who should you and the second girl rely on? If there is a young master, you can still be favored, cute and rich, but the current dynasty is no better than the previous dynasty. The Zongzheng Temple will not care about the daughters of the clan. After all, the eldest girl is named Lu, and the son-in-law is your son-in-law. biological father."

Lu Zhen turned around and threw herself into the servant's arms and couldn't help crying: "I know, but I just hate him, why he is indifferent to his mother, why he dares to be so arrogant in front of his mother when he is clearly in the house, and I hate theirs even more. Favoritism, those people only saw him showing his talents in front of outsiders but they couldn't see how he treated his first wife in this inner house." The girl raised her head, "Has he ever liked his mother?"

The guards stopped, and the two twelve or thirteen-year-olds who followed him bowed their bodies and raised their hands to stop.

"Even uncle can be so kind to aunt, why can't he?"

The Dujian stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes frequently, and said distressedly and helplessly: "This marriage was ordered by the late emperor, and the eldest girl doesn't know the reasons for many things. Princess Shang is not what the son-in-law wanted. The minister has to die, how dare he disobey this wish, the year the princess descended coincided with the tribute ceremony, but there was an imperial decree to change the shirt into a red robe, and the person who should have been the disciple of the emperor became the son-in-law of the emperor."

"Even so, it's Weng Weng's fault and what does it have to do with my mother, besides, is fame and wealth so important?" Lu Zhen wiped her tears, pouted and said, "The professor said that a person is a person when he dies. People who can't cherish the present and think about those who have missed what no longer belong to them are not smart people."

The Dujian took a step back, bowed and crossed his hands, and said, "The villain knows that the eldest girl is the smartest. The princess is blessed to have such a filial daughter as the eldest girl. The eldest girl doesn't want the princess to be sad, but how can the princess be willing to let the eldest girl?" sad."

Lu Zhen lowered her hands and said with rosy eyes, "but I'm not happy at all in this house."

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The heat of the soup gradually dissipated. In the Duo Hall of the Chuigong Hall, Fei Pao took off his belt and knelt down in front of the Empress, dragging the golden belt around his waist with his palms to plead guilty. The previous arrogance seemed to have disappeared completely after the Queen entered the hall.

"Give Feiyin a fish bag, is this how Qing returned it to me?"

"No, I'm here to plead guilty to His Majesty. I made a mistake by drinking. It should have been my order to present a painting to the late emperor. I..."

"Okay, get up, it's more sinful to be disrespectful before the imperial court than the old things, besides, the old things are in the past, the emperor loved your paintings the most and praised you as the sage of painting in the dynasty, I don't want your paintings to be punished one day From burning to burning, besides, I have discovered a lot of talents because of this today, haven’t I?”

"Your Majesty is magnanimous." Fei Pao got up and walked out of Duo Hall backwards. After retying the gold belt, she walked in, bowed and asked, "Your Majesty, is this painting?"

Wei Huan glanced at the person sitting opposite, and immediately said: "The case is on, you all go down first."

"Yes."

The servant bowed his waist and presented the painting to the desk and walked away backwards.

Wei Huan got up and left his seat, and picked up the scroll on the desk, "I don't remember whether I have seen my mother-in-law... It seems that when Empress Xianming gave a birthday banquet, my mother took me there. I only went to the banquet once when I was young, because It was requested by Her Majesty the Queen."

"On Empress Xianming's birthday, there was only one banquet, before the first Emperor's personal conquest..." Xiao Youqing looked at Wei Huan and suddenly remembered something, "It turns out that the child in His Royal Highness's arms is an official family."

The author has something to say:

The folks in the Song and Song Dynasties called grandmothers empress, mother-in-law, great-grandmother, mother, and the word mother can also be used to refer to mother.Calling grandfather Weng Weng or Big Daddy, Sister Xiao's letter delivered by Weng Weng earlier in the article is respectfully called Big Daddy.

However, the princes and daughters of the Song Dynasty usually called the queen the empress.

The great-grandmother is the eldest mother, and the great-grandfather is the father-in-law.

Because of Sun Gongxun, the wives who are granted the title of wife usually add the word too, Mrs. Tai.The prince and concubine are wives, and the emperor's concubines (concubines) are also wives.

Princess House Dujian: dispatching officials, filled by internal servants, in charge of supervising the affairs of the princess's house.

The princess's house should only be occupied by: dispatching officials, who will be filled by servants under the age of 15.

Huanhuan's life experience may be related to the benevolent former empress~

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