What should I do if I see the male protagonist? [Transmigration Book]

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yin Shengle received news from outside the palace as he wished.

Officials of the Yin Dynasty had three days of rest before and after the Mid-Autumn Festival for them to reunite with their families. The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the palace was actually the day after the Mid-Autumn Festival. Lanterns, poems, tasting osmanthus wine, and guessing lantern riddles.

Of course, these activities have nothing to do with the little Douding Yin Shengle who just turned five years old.

Even though it was the festival of appreciating the moon, Empress Shang still strictly supervised her son's work and rest. Yin Shengle watched the round moon just climbed to the top of an old sycamore tree in Qihuang Palace, Empress Shang winked at Qiurong, Qiu Rong came forward: "Your Highness, it's getting late..."

As a young man cultivating immortals who can stay up all night for a whole week, Yin Shengle felt that he could play for a while longer. He rolled his eyes, jumped down from his seat, and ran to the emperor's side in a few steps: "Daddy, little boy!" Seven is not sleepy yet."

The emperor who straightened his expression, intending to put on a fatherly face in front of the children, faced the slightly threatening gaze of Empress Shang, and cleared his throat: "It's already time, Xiaoqi won't go to rest, and he will grow up in the future." Not high."

"But it's a holiday today." Yin Shengle is not so easy to fool.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, but the emperor and empress only received a visit from the imperial concubine in Qihuang Palace, and then scattered them back to their own palace. The reunion banquet in the afternoon was only the emperor, empress, and sister Yin Shengle , there are only four people in total.

Seeing Empress Shang's eyes getting worse, the emperor coughed again: "Nonsense..." Before he could finish his words, Yin Shengle quickly hugged the emperor's leg: "Daddy, you Didn’t you promise Xiaoqi to help me go outside and ask how A Hui is doing now, the people who went to Linchuan Hou’s Mansion haven’t come back yet.”

Yin Shengle's current body is very cute, especially those black eyes, like cat cubs, round and crystal clear, raised slightly, staring at his father for a moment: "Daddy... You promised Xiaoqi."

The emperor's strict father's face could no longer be put on, he turned to Empress Shang embarrassingly: "Bannu, you see, my husband has indeed promised Xiao Qi, so it's not good to keep your word and be a bad boy to the children." role model?"

Empress Shang glanced at the emperor angrily: "You know how to manipulate him."

"If you say that Xiaoqi is being manipulated, it's not just father, mother, don't you often indulge him?" Yin Fengyin said with a smile, and she waved to her younger brother, "Come on, Xiaoqi, come here, sister will take you Go outside to watch the moon."

Yin Shengle looked at Empress Shang anxiously: "Mother, it will be fine in just a while, Xiaoqi will go to sleep immediately when the people who went to Linchuanhou's Mansion and Li Guogong's Mansion come back, and she will definitely not suffer much!"

"Xiaoqi also has a friend she cares about, alas, from now on, my mother will have to retreat."

Yin Shengle walked towards her, and he could clearly see the flash of loneliness in Empress Shang's eyebrows: "Mother?"

"It's okay, mother just suddenly felt that our little Qi has grown up too." Empress Shang held her son's fleshy paw, there was no look of loneliness in her eyes, only a strong love remained, "You and your sister go out for a walk Come on, don't go to bed too late."

Yin Shengle smiled cutely: "Mother, don't worry, Xiaoqi must rest early."

Empress Shang waved her hand: "Go, go."

Yin Shengle, who had lost his parents since he was a child, actually didn't know how to get along with such close elders. He instinctively felt that Empress Shang's mood suddenly became depressed, but he didn't know what to say, and his face was full of confusion. Worried, she was carried out by her sister, and the eunuch who looked particularly feminine and beautiful was still not far behind them.

Only Meng Qi followed out, and the rest of the palace people were ordered to stay where they were.

The moon is very bright tonight.

"Is mother angry?" Yin Shengle asked carefully.

Yin Fengyin rubbed her younger brother's head: "Of course not, but it will be a kind of experience to watch my child grow up day by day. There will be no lack of lonely experience in joy."

Her only child died in infancy.

Yin Shengle only felt that he had asked another question with a very low EQ, and was scratching his head to find a few more words, when he heard Meng Qi's voice from behind: "I remember that there is a newly transplanted osmanthus in front, There are tables and chairs in the Osmanthus Garden, which is a good place to enjoy the moon, why don't your Highnesses go there and wait for someone to come?"

"That's fine." Yin Fengyin nodded as if she had completely forgotten her previous sigh, "Then ask someone to bring some sherbet, set up a small grill, and cut some chicken meat and venison. Bake and eat."

Yin Shengle, who was fed by his parents and sisters at the family banquet, patted his belly: "Do you still want to eat so much?"

"You can only eat a little bit, otherwise you won't be able to digest it, and you will have a stomachache." Yin Fengyin led his younger brother into the Osmanthus osmanthus Garden. As long as you look up, you can see the full moon in the sky.

In the gap between the branches and leaves, there are many small lights in the shape of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers. What burn inside are not candles, but fluorescent bugs.

Yin Shengle suddenly felt like a light bulb with a big wattle, and he shouldn't have come here with his sister from the beginning.

Looking at Meng Qi, who was slender, tall and straight, with a pretty face, he suddenly understood something.

After reconciling with Cai Guangda, Yin Fengyin, the eldest princess of Anguo, received a lot of discussion from Confucian scholars.

The restrictions on women in the previous dynasty were extremely strict. A girl from an official and aristocratic family could only see the opposite sex in her life, only her father and her brother, as well as her future husband and her children.

Even if they are princesses, noble daughters, or concubines, they are not allowed to step outside the range allowed by their husbands, otherwise they will be regarded as infidelity.

They are completely regarded as the property of the husband's family, and they are hidden deeply in the house and are not allowed to be shown to others.

They seem to have the right to manage housework, but in fact they only own one-third of an acre of land.

What's even more absurd is that the wives married by the Ming media have no other use except to take care of the house and take care of the children, but the concubines and prostitutes can have fun with the men, even at the palace banquets of the former royal family. Not seeing those aristocratic wives who have imperial orders, all men and women full of profligacy, even if they are as noble as a queen, they are not allowed to attend.

In their view, wives are different from concubines and prostitutes who can exchange gifts at will, but the only thing they have in common is that they are all property that must be completely controlled by men.

Yin Fengyin is the first woman who has made such an uproar in the nearly 100 years of the past and present.

She is probably the woman most hated by those pedantic old scholars who stick to the rules. With a young and beautiful face, beside him is Meng Qi, who is so beautiful and seems to have a very friendly... eunuch.

Yin Shengle choked on the sudden guess that popped up in his mind.

Yin Fengyin... If my sister didn't continue to appear in the plot because of something, she was sick or gone, then of course Meng Qi, the eunuch she relied on the most, would if she was loyal enough. For the sake of the emperor, he was hostile to the hero.

The child's round and immature fingers pinched the corner of the clothes tightly.

The woman in front of her was still dressed in red, fresh and beautiful, and ordered the palace servants to set up the oven and place the dishes: "Xiao Qi, why are you in a daze?"

Yin Shengle ran towards her: "It's nothing, it's just that this year's moon seems to be much rounder than last year's."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't be sleepy, are you?" Yin Fengyin hugged her younger brother to the chair, "Hey, you eat your own meat."

The charcoal fire in the oven kept flickering bright red and warm.

The roasted meat flows light brown juice, and the rich fresh fragrance rises with the steaming mist.

There was a lot of toasting and laughter.

This is the buzz of a family reunion day.

Shen Hui always sat far away from the bustling crowd, and those relatives who cared about the bustle always ignored this exceptionally out-of-group child.

"A Hui, why don't you go and eat meat with them?" Marquis Linchuan had a wrinkled face and gray hair.

He was the first group of veterans to follow the emperor.

He was just a scholar and a small official, but he was good at internal affairs. In those years of constant wars, the military rations of the Yin Dynasty were always inseparable from the Marquis of Linchuan.

But he is too old.

Also got hurt.

Marquis Linchuan was leaning on crutches, his eyes were squinted, and he looked lifeless. Together with his thin palms covered with age spots, there was no warmth.

Shen Hui took his grandfather's too cold hand: "Grandson doesn't like oily smoke, so just stay here with grandfather."

The Marquis of Linchuan didn't speak any more, just kept sighing, then he let go of his grandson's hand and said, "Just now, an adult from the palace came and gave you some things, and that adult said it was not good to disturb Linchuan. It was a family banquet in the Hou's mansion, so I didn't come in, my grandfather had someone put all those things in your yard, if you are really bored staying here, why don't you go back and count them."

"Okay, I'm going to trouble grandpa, and my grandson will leave now." Shen Hui stood up, and did not deviate an inch from the worldly understanding in every move.

The Marquis of Linchuan looked at his grandson who had become more and more outstanding since he became the companion of the Seventh Prince, and was about to remind him to say goodbye to the prince of Linchuan Marquis, but he hesitated to say goodbye. When he came back to his senses, Shen Hui had already left Far.

The azure robe was worn on him, exuding an inhuman soft halo under the bright moon.

It's just that compared with the people who are celebrating the reunion at the other end, it's a lot lonely.

Linchuan Hou sighed again.

The disagreement between the grandson and his son has been going on for a long time. In the past, in the Hou Mansion, the son could still suppress Shen Hui, but now, Shen Hui has jumped out of the prison of the Hou Mansion, and it is no longer easy for those behind-the-house methods to deal with. , but... there are always some people who don't want to give up.