37 years old, I became a harem concubine

Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve, and there are already playful children in the village lighting firecrackers, and occasionally a few loud firecrackers make lively dogs bark.

The old man's family saw Shen Huan and the others, and greeted them warmly: "I also said why the left eyelid jumped like this today. It turned out that the chefs came. Come in and eat the freshly fried vegetarian meatballs. The kitchen utensils used are well washed and cleaned. It’s useless, it’s not stained with meat.”

During the Chinese New Year, the old man's three sons who had gone out all came back, holding a few small toys in their arms. When they saw Shen Huan and the others, they were shocked at first, and greeted them with smiles.

Shen Huan and the others felt extremely embarrassed, and even came to disturb their family reunion during the New Year's Eve.

The old man's wife took Shen Huan's hand and said to him, "Master will come to our village often in the future. I am very happy to see you."

As he said that, he pulled him into the house, directly brought over the dustpan containing vegetarian meatballs, and placed it in front of Shen Huan.

When the eldest daughter-in-law saw it, she rolled with laughter and said, "Master, please try it, my mother-in-law likes you very much. I have read it many times these days, and said that it is a pity that I didn't stay with you for two more days, and I see you less."

Shen Huan's heart was warmed by the cold wind, and she looked at the old man's wife with a smile.

He reached out and took two balls from the dustpan, ate one by himself, and handed the other to her: "The benefactor also eats."

The old man's wife was very beautiful, holding the meatball with a smile on her face, showing off to her family in the room, and then opened her mouth to bite off half of it: "Sweet!"

In the Forbidden City, although the pens were sealed on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month according to the ancestral custom, but some things could not be delayed, Yu Wenyue still brought up the notebooks on time and by order, one batch every day.

Especially this year, the weather is a little bit evil, and the plan to deal with the floods of the Yellow River has to be changed, so I only sleep for two hours for a few days.

An Ning stood on the side, and lightly replaced him with a new pot of tea.

Suddenly, Yu Wenyue asked him: "Is the matter over at the Great Buddha Hall over?"

An Ning hurriedly said: "Go back to the emperor, according to your instructions, pray for seven or seven days, today just ends."

"It's already over," Yu Wenyue tapped on his forehead, he was so busy recently that he had forgotten about it, and when he thought that he had forgotten about Huang Erniang, he felt a little sad.

He said to An Ning: "Send the volume of Buddhist scriptures I copied to the Palace of Compassion, and burn it together with the rest of the Buddhist scriptures. Then go to Putuo Temple and light nine ever-burning lamps."

"Yes."

An Ning was sent by Empress Dowager Yiren to serve him, and she is also very friendly to the old master, so I can guarantee that this matter will be handled beautifully.

Suddenly, Yu Wenyue looked at him and asked, "What about him?"

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, An Ning knew who he was asking, thought for a while, and said: "According to the rules presented by the Ministry of Rites, they will be sent out of the palace together after the ceremony is over. Now," An Ning calculated, "should leave Shengjing."

Yu Wenyue's expression did not change, but An Ning knew that it was not that simple.

Under the candlelight, Yu Wenyue's side face looked like a fairy in person, not even a speck of dust.

He continued to pick up the pen, wrote the verdict on the booklet, and opened his mouth: "Let someone go and bring him back to the palace, and place him in...even in the Great Buddha Hall."

An Ning was startled, and inexplicably came up with a thought that the wind in the palace seemed to have begun to change.

He nodded repeatedly, "Yes, the slave will do it now."

Immediately ordered the people he trusted to get into the carriage and leave the palace overnight.

Such people can't escape the eyes of caring people when they leave the palace.

In Jingren Palace, Queen Ulanara looked at the eunuch who was kneeling beside the bed to report the news: "Are you sure that An Ning has left the palace?"

"Yes, the servant saw it for real. After Eunuch An Ning came out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he directly ordered his godson to leave the palace with seven or eight people."

"Empress, why did An Ning leave the palace?" The nanny beside her knew that the queen would spy on the emperor, but in fact, not only the queen, but other palaces also had their own eyeliners.

After all, the emperor is everyone's sky, and everyone wants to get closer to the sky.

The queen's face was gloomy: "A few days ago, I got news that the emperor seems to have taken a fancy to a nun who entered the palace to pray for Empress Dowager Yiren, but I can't find out too many."

"I thought this matter just passed away. The people in my palace got the wrong information. I didn't expect..."

"Bitch!"

Queen Ulanara admired Yu Wenyue, and knew what kind of man he was.

But such an emperor, who has never been lucky enough to be with lowly people, actually ordered someone to bring the nun who left the palace back to the palace!

Ulanara said to the eunuch on the ground: "Keep watching, I must know who that person is."

Seeing that she looked terrified, Mammy hurriedly comforted her: "It may not be what the empress expected, maybe it's because of An Ning because of other things."

"It's better to kill by mistake than to let it go." Ulanara said, "I really would rather make a mistake in my calculation."

She looked at the nanny: "You don't know the emperor, he is the best man in the world, only others reach for him on tiptoe, there is no reason for him to reach for others."

"And now..."

As if the emperor had turned over the cards of other concubines, Ulanara's eyes were open, without any sleepiness.

Shen Huan, who was far away in the small mountain village, was unaware of the changes in the palace, and was sitting around the fire with the old man's family, listening to the old man's wife talk about what happened in the village in the past two days.

Why did this child fall in that vegetable field, crushing so many vegetables.

Which rascal kicked the iron board and was severely taught.

It is obviously a very boring thing, but it is also very interesting when the old man's wife says it, especially when it comes to the wonderful place, the old man's wife gestures with hands and feet together, vividly recreating the scene at that time, making everyone in the room laugh Waisted.

Suddenly, just as everyone was talking and laughing at Yanyan, the thin chaimen was slapped with an urgent voice.

The elder son of the old man got up, "I'll go and have a look."

As soon as he opened the door, he saw seven or eight people wearing eunuch uniforms and bodyguard uniforms standing outside the fence, they were not someone they could mess with at all.

The leading eunuch asked through the fence: "Master Daochuo is here?"

Dao Chuo?

The elder son of the old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, what is the official looking for Master Daochuo?"

The eunuch smiled: "Then trouble you to call our family Master Dao Chuo, and tell us that someone is looking for it in the palace."

The elder son of the old man felt as if he had been struck by lightning when he heard the word palace. Little people like them lowered their heads when they saw the officers and soldiers at the gate of the city, fearing they would offend them, let alone those in the palace. Quickly rushed into the house with limp hands and feet: "Master Daochuo, someone is looking for you outside!"

Shen Huan was listening enthusiastically, and in her hand was a vegetarian rice cake stuffed by the old man's wife. Hearing his words, she was puzzled: "Looking for a poor nun!"

"Yes, they said they came from the palace!"

Shen Huan's hand holding the glutinous rice cake shook.

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