37 years old, I became a harem concubine

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live."

Everyone in Chen's residence kowtowed and saluted under the eunuch's signal. On the huge street, they couldn't even hear a breath.

"Pingshen." A young man's voice came from the imperial chariot. After entering the palace many times, it was the first time that Shen Huan heard the voice of the current emperor.

With his head down, he led everyone in the Chen residence to retreat to one side, and quietly looked over from the corner of his eye.

I saw the imperial chariot falling to the ground steadily and slowly, and the eunuch who was accompanying him held a whisk in one hand and reached out in front of the imperial chariot with the other.

A hand stretched out from the curtain of the imperial chariot, and then revealed the whole person.

Yu Wenyue wore a fragrant-colored kui dragon and phoenix dark silk leather linen gown, which was overlaid with a round collar and double-breasted flat sleeves, a knee-length black fox fur end cap, and a sable cap on his head.

The temples are cut like a knife, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, a pair of phoenix eyes are deep, and the nose is tall and straight.

If it weren't for wearing this emperor's robe that no second person can wear, I would have thought it was a Taoist immortal who hid in the mountains, sucking the wind and drinking the dew, not entering the world of mortals, and only waiting to become a fairy to become an immortal.

Looking at it, Shen Huan couldn't help having a thought in her mind, looking at the emperor's appearance, those empresses in the palace might not be able to smell it for ten days and a half months...

bah bah bah!

When did you dare to think about this!

Shen Huan suddenly realized what she was thinking, and quickly pinched her palm, honestly being a wooden block.

With Yu Wenyue in front and everyone in the Chen residence behind, the group walked to the main courtyard.

Chen Ping and Chen Zhan bought a lot of things in the main courtyard because they wanted to greet them, but the two of them really couldn't tell what they liked, and they were not as fancy as before.

Surrounded by the crowd, Yu Wenyue took the first seat, and Shen Huan followed the rules and led dozens of members of the Chen family to kowtow again.

"Get up and talk, when is the date of Chen Fangyue's burial?"

Chen Ping should be the one to answer this question, but he didn't expect him to be speechless.

Shen Huan had no choice but to take a step forward: "Go back to the emperor, I asked the mage to look at it, it will be the 24th of the month."

"Are you Chen Fangyue's wife?"

"Yes, my wife, Shen Huan, has met the emperor."

"It just so happens that I happened to read Shen Yushen's 49 posts last night."

Shen Huan was taken aback, 49 posts, he had seen many times when he was young.

It is a collection of 49 articles written by his father, Shen Yushen, who accumulated half his life. While his father was writing, his mother would read to him.

Later, his father and mother died of illness one after another, and the 49 posts were nowhere to be found. How could there be in the palace? .

Shen Huan swallowed a bit: "Excuse me, I dare you, the 49 posts that the emperor read, in the lower left corner of the first page, is there a child's palm print?"

Yu Wenyue didn't seem to expect that he would ask this question in front of him, and looked at him: "Nothing."

Shen Huan said: "The 49 posts read by the emperor were not kissed by Shen Yushen, maybe someone else copied them."

"Have you seen the real 49 posts?"

"..." Shen Huan couldn't help saying a few words when she heard her father's name and his belongings, but now she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Shen Yushen...it was my father. Xiao, I accidentally pressed my ink-stained hand on the page, so the ones with ink handprints are the 49 posts written by my father."

The name Shen Yushen was associated with him, and everyone in the room was a little surprised.

Shen Yushen, both masters of calligraphy and painting, even after 20 years of death, is still a mountain of pressure in the hearts of literati.

When it comes to other people, one, two, three or four people can be counted side by side, but when it comes to Shen and Shen, you can only think of him.

But compared with Shen Yushen's fame, his relationship with children is very weak. People can only vaguely deduce from his manuscripts that he and his wife had a child, but they don't know whether it is a boy or a girl.

After he and his wife passed away one after another, the whereabouts of this child who did not know whether he existed or not became an unsolvable mystery.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fangyue's wife claimed to be Shen Yushen's "daughter".

Chen Ping and the others were even more dumbfounded. Who was Shen Yushen, the dean of Qingshan Academy.

There is a saying that among the three thousand literati in the world, Qingshan Academy monopolizes 99. Many officials in the imperial court are students of Qingshan Academy.

But I haven't heard the old lady and the old man mention this matter for so many years. If I knew it earlier, I just asked the old lady to make a relationship, so why worry about them having nothing to do!

Chen Ping and Chen Zhan's eyes were fiery, and a hundred or eighty thoughts were churning in their hearts.

And Yu Wenyue and Shen Huan asked and answered a few words before getting up and leaving. Everyone in the Chen residence knelt on the ground in the cold wind and did not get up from the ground until they could not see a shadow of a palace servant.

Yan Shi blinked: "Let's go now?"

From coming to going, I didn't have enough effort to make a stick of incense, and I knelt down seven or eight times.

God knows how much they suffered in order to welcome the emperor. They spent money on decorations, learned the rules from the people in the palace, and got up before dawn to blow cold wind.

Shen Huan raised her hands and yawned big under the cover of her sleeves: "What do you think, not to mention that the emperor came in and sat in Chen's mansion for a while, even if he walked in front of Chen's mansion, it would be a great honor."

"..."

Yan's heart skipped a beat, seeing Tianyan's heart slowly cooling down: "It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"My daughter-in-law is timid, she didn't even take a look at what the emperor looks like."

Shen Huan raised her eyebrows narrowly: "I saw it."

Yan's came over: "Madam, tell me quickly, what does the emperor look like."

"Well," Shen Huan thought for a while, "it's just a little worse than me."

Hey!

Yan Shi didn't expect to hear such a comment, the old lady's appearance would be completely convincing to anyone who saw it, and the emperor could actually make the old lady say that she was only a little short, how good-looking she was.

If she knew it earlier, she would have taken a look.

Shen Huan knew what she was thinking just by looking at her expression: "Calm down, it's been a tiring time these few days, I just told you about moving to Zhuangzi, you should discuss it with Chen Shi, After discussing it, give me an answer."

Chen Fangyue's coffin has been in the coffin for less than half a month, and the funeral will be held in four days.

Yan Shi also took this matter to heart and nodded: "My daughter-in-law will discuss it with him when I get back, and I will call my wife back tomorrow."

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From the Chen Mansion to the palace gate, there are guards standing guard along the way.

After the imperial chariot left Chen's mansion, it slowly walked towards the palace gate.

An Ning, who was walking beside the imperial chariot, was hit hard by the sudden cold wind, if he hadn't held back with all his might, he would have almost sneezed.

Suddenly, while An Ning was walking with his head sullen, Yu Wenyue on the imperial chariot said, "Chen Fangyue's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Jia, is still in Dali Temple?"

An Ning's mind went blank for a moment, and he quickly found information about Chen Fangyue's eldest daughter-in-law from a corner, and said, "Exactly, that day, the Minister of Industry said that Zhao Shangshu's wife made a big fuss in Chen's house, exposing Chen Fangyue's eldest daughter-in-law for selling Huaiyu. conspiracy, and took Mrs. Shen, who was abused by her, to her home."

Zheng Yuanbin, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, and Zhao Tian, ​​Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, have been happy friends for decades, and An Ning is used to him making little troubles for Zhao Tian in this kind of place.

However, the emperor actually asked about this matter?

An Ning was feeling weird, Yu Wenyue on the imperial chariot said again: "Tomorrow, I will send someone to Dali Temple. A small case will take so long to try. Is it because I am short of their salary, or they are obedient and obedient."

"Yes."

An Ning has been with Yu Wenyue for more than ten years, and the ladies in the palace don't know Yu Wenyue as well as he does.

For example, he knew that the emperor and the empress dowager were not close, but the empress dowager thought that the emperor had admiration for her, and wanted to use the love of mother and child to restrain the emperor, but in fact, the emperor had already murdered the family behind the empress dowager. After the work is done, the hand is free, and the knife is about to be swung over.

For another example, the emperor treats everyone in the harem the same.

But the tiny thickness and thinness inside these items is determined by the color of clothes the girls wear.

The emperor likes bright colors, the brighter the more he likes them, but he doesn't like wearing them himself, he likes to watch others wear them.

It's a pity that the ladies all thought that they would dress according to the emperor's clothes, and that they would please him.

Also, the emperor just twirled the black fox fur on the cuff twice with his fingers in the Chen residence, which showed that the emperor had that kind of intention.

Therefore, the emperor came to the Chen residence so early because he wanted to meet someone.

Before coming here, An Ning didn't know who the emperor wanted to see, but after arriving at the Chen Mansion, An Ning knew that it must be the old lady of the Shen family who had just died of her husband and was dressed in mourning.

People say that if you are pretty or not, you are filial.

Old Mrs. Shen is not called pretty, that is called ghosts, the ghosts that men all over the world like.

It is the ghost that the emperor with three thousand beauties in the harem wants.

However, based on An Ning's understanding of the emperor, this matter ended here.

Because the emperor will never be lucky with a woman who is already unclean.

An Ning thought about it carefully, the expression on his face remained unchanged, he was honest and responsible.

The imperial chariot went directly to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and An Ning had just helped Yu Wenyue down, and the queen Ulanara who had been standing here for an unknown how long came forward with a red hand stove sprinkled with gold: "My concubine greets the emperor. "

"Why are you here?"

Yu Wenyue took a look at him, and walked towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Ulanara knew his rules and didn't dare to follow. He only softened his voice and said behind him, "The concubine heard that the emperor went to Chen's mansion early. I was worried that the emperor would catch cold, so I specially asked the imperial dining room to make mutton soup to keep the emperor warm."

As she spoke, she revealed the calendula in the hands of the maid behind her, which was kept warm with a thick cotton cover.

Yu Wenyue pointed at An Ning, An Ning understood immediately, took the golden cup from the hand of the palace maid, and said to Wulanara: "Empress, the emperor does not have the habit of eating night food, so I will take this soup first, what are you waiting for the emperor?" When you want to eat it, the servant will reheat it for the emperor to eat."

Ulanara smiled lightly, and did not continue to ask other questions, but said: "Then please trouble Mr. An."

Then he bowed to Yu Wenyue from a distance, and took the maid back to his Jingren Palace.

Holding the soup, An Ning walked up to Yu Wenyue, handed the soup to the little eunuch behind him, and said to Yu Wenyue: "Your Majesty, do you want to rest with some young master?"

"No, change into your clothes and bring me the papers that were not approved yesterday."

"Yes."

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