37 years old, I became a harem concubine

Qingzi, who has a wife who is full of everything, was drowsy in sleep, turned over and found that Shen Huan hadn't said anything, and leaned over to him: "Tai... Daocuo, why haven't you slept yet?"

The wife who has been called for more than ten years can't be changed overnight, Qingzi turned her mouth abruptly, and tucked the quilt over him, fearing that the cold wind would blow in.

Shen Huan withdrew her gaze from the window: "I'll be asleep right away."

"You told others to go to bed earlier, you can see how soundly they slept, but you couldn't fall asleep yourself." After leaving Chen's residence, Qingzi became more courageous and pouted.

Shen Huan smiled, and pinched her duckbill: "Okay, okay, I found that you have become more and more courageous recently."

Qingzi was unconvinced: "Slaves are so courageous, they are afraid that you will think about other things, this person will have doubts if he thinks too much, and if he has too many doubts, he will get sick."

"Dao Chuo, don't you realize that you've been sitting alone in a daze recently?"

Shen Huan was surprised: "Is there?"

Haruko said, "Yes!"

When she said that, Shen Huan thought about it, and it seemed to be true.

He can't help but think about a matter deeper, one step, two steps, ten steps, a hundred steps.

He thought about all the things he didn't think about before.

He also thought about what to do in the future.

Haruko knew that he had found out, she shrugged her shoulders: "Your servant is right."

She slapped Shen Huan's side, "I know that you feel uncomfortable, so I don't persuade you not to think about it, but think less, some things and some people, you can only get results if you put them there. You taught this to the slave." .”

Shen Huan's eyes moved, and she suddenly smiled.

From the day he decided to enter the palace, he has been thinking about how to meet Yu Wenyue, how to gain a firm foothold in the palace, and how to find Chen Miaoyi and Lu Shi.

But Haruko's words reminded him that it's best if everything happens naturally.

Yu Wenyue's ability to grow from an unfavored prince to an emperor who has transformed the court into a man of integrity is definitely not something that can be fooled by pure beauty.

Even if he could confuse him for a while, he couldn't confuse him forever, let alone use his hands to eliminate Chen Miaoyi and Lu Shi.

It's better to let nature take its course and let the boat go straight to the bridge.

Shen Huan pulled up the quilt and said to Qingzi, "I'm asleep."

"That's right," Qingzi was very satisfied, she looked at Shen Huan who had closed her eyes, quietly put her arms around Shen Huan's shoulders, and hugged him weakly.

The next day, everyone in the nunnery woke up early, and the person who the maid said was here to teach them how to do it.

It was an old eunuch, with a soft voice, and said to the people in the nunnery that had been changed into a unified one: "The emperor has ordered that from today on, all of you will pray for Empress Yiren in the Great Buddha Hall. .”

"During the 49th day of July, everyone is not allowed to enter and leave the Palace of Compassion and Ning at will. If any other petty tricks are discovered, they will be expelled from the palace immediately."

The old eunuch forgave the nuns who came to the nunnery not to dare to do bad things. After speaking, he asked the little eunuchs to move the piles of scriptures, rice paper, and joss paper money to the Great Buddha Hall.

The so-called chanting to pray for blessings is not only to read, but also to copy. Those blank rice papers that are scary to look at are just for them to copy.

There are lazy and slippery people everywhere, and those who walk ahead move the wooden fish to find a conspicuous position.

And those who walked behind had to undertake the most exhausting work, copying scriptures.

Shen Huan was holding a new stack of papers, and just straightened up, she was suddenly pushed from behind, and she threw herself into the pile of papers, causing the old eunuch who supervised them to look at them with an unfriendly expression: "What are you doing, you are so frivolous?" It’s not fun to find it!”

The old eunuch was in the palace, serving the most noble people in the world, so he naturally looked down on these powerless nuns and walked over aggressively.

Shen Huan hurriedly got up from the pile of papers, glanced at the pair of feet behind her that had already walked behind, and lowered her head to admit her mistake: "Forgive me, father-in-law, the villain accidentally stepped on his hem when he stood up, it was really not intentional." .”

The old eunuch was a little stooped, and Shen Huan, who was already taller than a woman, stood a little taller than him.

So he saw Shen Huan's face, and the curse that almost rushed out was hoarse in his throat.

He looked deeply at Shen Huan, was about to turn around, turned back, and asked Shen Huan: "Where are you from, and what is your dharma name?"

Dao Chuo didn't know why the old eunuch would ask the right question, whether he had seen him before when he entered the palace.

But no matter how he guessed, he could only say: "The young one belongs to Shaoliang'an, and his dharma name is Daochuo."

Huijing had already moved several stacks of thick papers, and when she saw him being stopped by the old eunuch for questioning, she strode over.

Shen Huan's eyes signaled to her that she was fine, and told her to be calm.

Only then did Huijing feel a little relieved, but just stood beside her without moving.

After hearing Shen Huan's words, the old eunuch didn't say anything else, but after saying something to him, be careful, and walked out of the Compassion Palace.

As soon as he left, Huineng and Qingzi asked Shen Huan if she was okay.

Shen Huan shook her head, picked up the stack of papers again, and looked in the direction where her feet moved just now: "It's nothing, I'll just be more careful in the future."

The papers and scriptures brought in were all piled up against the wall, almost reaching the top of the hall.

Except for a few people, those who were assigned to copy the scriptures were not very happy, and they all had other expressions on their faces.

Huijing was one of them. She couldn't help but exerted a little effort and put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table: "What's this called? I wouldn't have come here if I knew it. It's more comfortable to stay in the nunnery."

Huineng exerted strength with both arms, and put a thick stack of papers beside her desk: "These are all yours, if they are not enough, I will ask you to get them."

"You are so kind at this time, who cares about the paper you have!"

"Pfft." Shen Huan was amused by the two of them, especially Huineng, who from time to time did some things that would make people so angry that they would not pay for their lives.

Just like when she gave Huijing the paper now, she probably didn't intend to make Huijing feel embarrassed, but the effect was stronger than saying it directly.

Huineng looked at him, and slammed a few stacks for him: "Is it enough?"

Shen Huan hurriedly said: "Enough is enough."

These are whole sheets of rice paper, and they need to be cut before copying. First, it is convenient for writing, and it is convenient for binding later. They are to be enshrined to the Empress Dowager Yiren, and they cannot be scattered like ordinary people. Only flat.

There is a warm basin in the hall, and it is not too cold. Shen Huan grinds the ink carefully, and starts to copy when she feels that it is almost done.

From this day on, the sound of chanting sutras and the smell of incense candles in the Great Buddha Hall have not stopped for a moment, and the copied sutras have been moved out in piles.

On this day, Shen Huan was tired of copying. She just got up and stretched slightly. The old lady whom she met on the second day after entering the palace walked slowly to his table, looked at a page of Buddhist scriptures he had copied, His eyes lit up: "Good word."

How dare Shen Huan neglect these people who have been in the palace for decades, she stood up and said, "I can't be praised by my father-in-law, it's just that I have written a lot, and I am only familiar with it."

"Oh," the old eunuch waved his hand, "Although our family is a handicapped person, we have served many masters. Those who can have this handwriting are rare."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "Have you taken all the scriptures you have copied for offering?"

"Yes, I took them all."

"Then you don't need to take the copy in your hand, I'll get it tomorrow."

"...Yes." Shen Huan really couldn't understand why the old eunuch came to find her several times. The first few times, she was standing outside. Although she seemed to be looking at everyone, most of her eyes fell on him.

Now even more, directly ask him to copy the scriptures.

But if you don't give it, it won't work.

I don't have any reliance in the palace, and if I offend a eunuch who holds a small power, I can break it here if I don't pay attention.

Moreover, it has passed ** days, and he still hasn't been able to know whether Yu Wenyue will come to the Compassionate Ning Palace or not.

Shen Huan was very preoccupied. After the old eunuch left, he couldn't write several times.

The old eunuch didn't know that he was entangled here. After coming out of the Great Buddha Hall of the Compassionate Ning Palace, he went straight to the Qianqing Palace, and first talked to the little eunuch who cleaned the Qianqing Palace: "Where is your godfather, is he here?"

The little eunuch was not happy enough to be sent to do such a job in the cold weather, and seeing his old face, he said unhappily: "You are warming up inside, what do you want to do with him?"

The old eunuch looked mysterious: "That's a big deal, our family is going to find your godfather, and we won't talk to you."

Before he finished speaking, he went to the resting place next to the eunuch to find someone, and as soon as he entered, he saw Laifu, the second-class eunuch of the Qianqing Palace, who was sitting on a chair and slumped into a piece of cake.

Walking over with a smile: "I have something great to tell you."

Lai Fu didn't even bother to open his eyes: "It's a great thing. Now that the Qianqing Palace is controlled by An Ning inside and outside, our family can only take care of the rough work of sweeping the floor. It's sad."

"Hey, I said Brother Laifu, this is not like your style of love. After all these years, you have managed to get to your current position. A peace will make you admit it."

Laifu opened his eyes slowly: "Then tell me what to do. Who doesn't know that I served the empress before and did a lot of things for the empress, and they all want to take things out of my mouth. The problem is those words Can you tell me, today I will reveal half a word to you, and tomorrow you will see me being carried out sideways."

"What do you think the emperor thinks? He asked me to come from the queen, and let me sit on the bench. Every day, he didn't dare to do anything except fear."

The old eunuch entered the palace with him, and he took care of him a lot in the early years, so he was very clear about his situation.

Don't look at him as the second-in-command of Qianqing Palace on the surface, in fact, it is more headache than walking on the tip of a knife.

The queen wanted him to shut up completely, but she was also afraid of the emperor, afraid that the emperor would be suspicious.

The emperor didn't use him, so he was full of energy and didn't know where to use it.

The old eunuch patted his hand: "I have a treasure here, maybe it can make your game of chess come to life."

"It's pretty good if you can save your old life, what a treasure." Laifu thought he was joking, and turned his head away with a sneer, thinking that he was already like this, and he even joked about himself, what a waste of time pain.

Oh no, none of them have eggs.

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