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The Thousand Years of Kings is called the Longevity Festival. Although it has not been held before the filial piety period, it is also a grand event in the palace.

Jiang Zhao was woken up by Aunt Qingshi before dawn, and then washed, dressed, and changed.

The Xihe Palace was very lively, and the maids came in and out with things in their hands. When the sky brightened, they finally dressed up Jiang Zhao beautifully.

The mianfu was gorgeous and heavy, and Jiang Zhao could not wear it a few times throughout the year, but Qianqiu had to pay homage to the ancestral temple on that day, which was considered a very formal occasion, so the emperor couldn't let the emperor be petty.

She was wearing a black dress with twelve coats of arms woven on it, with dragons and phoenixes on her feet, the sun and the moon on her shoulders, and she looked majestic and unparalleled.

In the third year of Yuji, compared to the panic and immaturity when she first came to the throne, she is now used to standing on the top of the peaks, and her gestures are all royal demeanor.

Before wearing the crown, Jiang Zhao had breakfast first. After all, the ceremony will take a whole morning, and the requirements for physical fitness are still extremely high.

Last night I dealt with political affairs until late at night, and got up early in the morning again. Jiang Zhao was obviously in a bad mood. Everyone in Xihe Palace felt low pressure, and they didn't dare touch her brows. They didn't dare to breathe too much when they came and went .

"Your Majesty, please have a meal."

Jiang Zhao leaned on her elbows and fell asleep on the table, when a familiar voice came from her ears, she opened her eyes suddenly, looked back in disbelief, it was indeed Xie Jin holding a bowl of clear porridge, standing with lowered eyebrows pleasing to the eye Not far away.

She was wearing a blue palace attire, which was different from the one she used to wear when she was in Gongzhengsi, but somewhat similar to Aunt Qingshi's. Jiang Zhao suddenly understood, thinking that Gao Sheng'an's affairs had been settled, and now Xie Jin had officially become her Xie Jin. And the people of the palace.

Xie Jin is nominally the emperor's writer, and he has to serve in the imperial study, but in front of the imperial court, he is Jiang Zhao's close servant. It is understandable for Xie Jin to come to help today's Qianqiu banquet.

But Gao Sheng'an didn't tell Jiang Zhao in advance, at this time he was giggling happily from the sidelines, thinking he had made His Majesty happy, but he didn't want to be stared at so hard that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"What is your Majesty's order?" Director Gao hurriedly pulled his legs closer and smiled apologetically beside His Majesty.

Jiang Zhao glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "I want to deduct your monthly salary for three months, do you have any objection?"

For some reason, Gao Sheng'an made her angry again, but he didn't dare to have any opinions, so he could only say with a bitter face: "The servant obeys the order."

He finally got a wink again, took the porridge bowl from Xie Jin's hand and put it in front of the emperor, waved his hand again, and ordered the rest of the meals to be arranged, and said: "The guard of honor has arrived outside the palace, please Your Majesty have a meal."

Jiang Zhao drank two mouthfuls of porridge, and involuntarily looked at Xie Jin who was standing quietly at the side, coughed lightly and said, "Ah... Can Xie write a breakfast?"

Xie Zhibi lowered his brows and eyes, and said respectfully: "Return to Your Majesty, the servants have not eaten yet."

"That's just right." Jiang Zhao raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said: "There is a lot of breakfast, it's a waste, thank you for writing and eating with me."

There were other palace people in the palace, so she put on an obvious preference, Gao Sheng'an looked even more bitter, and said the words "incompatible with reason" that would obviously make His Majesty angry several times.

Fortunately, Xie Jin was very caring, and before he dared to speak up, he refused by himself, and he said those four big characters.

Jiang Zhao was not very happy in his heart, but he also knew that he was in a difficult position.

After she sent Xie Jin the letter the night before, she never took the initiative to find her again. Although it was only a day apart, it seemed like ten thousand years.

To be honest, she was a little afraid of Xie Jin.

I'm afraid that she hates me, and I'm even more afraid that she will ignore me, but judging by Xie Jin's current attitude, I think things have not deteriorated to an irreversible level, and she intends to show her favor, although Xie Jin rejected it, it is not bad. Show mercy.

Jiang Zhao finished his breakfast in a complicated mood, and the palace servants came outside to urge him to ask His Majesty to move to the ancestral temple in an imperial chariot.

Gao Sheng'an took out the Pingtian crown, waited on Jiang Zhao's hairpin, stretched out his hand to straighten the crown for her, and then retreated to one side and knelt down.Following his movements, all the palace people in the hall knelt down, including Xie Jin.

Gao Shengan sang loudly: "Please move, Your Majesty!"

Jiang Zhao got up expressionlessly, his eyes fell on Xie Jin through the crown, and he stopped for a moment when he walked up to her, and finally he just sighed and strode out of the hall.

Gao Sheng'an quickly got up and followed, accompanied by several other young eunuchs, Yuan Xiang was not among them, and was ordered by Jiang Zhao to do other things.

When they all left the palace gate and walked far away, the palace servants dared to take action and stood up one after another.

Seeing that Xie Jin was still kneeling at the same place, the kind-hearted little maid walked up to her and said in a low voice, "Xie wrote, the ancestral temple ceremony will take place all morning, His Majesty will receive the ministers in the afternoon, and the palace banquet will be held in the evening. It's all right. Your status is different from ours, so you don't need to worry about it here, and just follow His Majesty's call."

Xie Jin nodded slightly, thanked her, and got up to leave.

She stayed in Xihe Palace for a while, but she seldom went out of the palace gate and was not familiar with the place. She didn't want to go back to her residence right now, so she wanted to walk around.

As the emperor's residence, Xihe Palace is naturally not comparable to ordinary palaces.

Starting from the gate of the palace, there are carved beams and painted buildings, nine curved corridors, and a garden beyond the half-moon gate behind the main hall, with all kinds of rare and rare plants, comparable to a small imperial garden.

There are not many masters in the palace, and Jiang Zhao alone has the final say in Xihe Palace. Xie Jin doesn't know how she manages it. She looks like an ordinary palace lady in her attire, but even if she enters the back garden, the palace people passing by He and the patrolling guards did not stop him from asking more questions.

Xie Jin walked forward along the road, and there was a small lake in front of him. It was not big in description, but it was beautifully repaired. Perhaps it was in consideration of His Majesty's safety. There was a fence made of white marble around it, and there were patterns of plants, trees, insects and animals on it. .

There is a gap in the fence, which leads directly to the center of the lake. There is an octagonal pavilion in the middle of the lake, which is cleaned by the palace people every day. There are still soft cushions on the stone benches. There is no tea on the table, but there is an exquisite bamboo box, which presumably is fish food. s things.

Xie Jin stood on the corridor leading to the Huxin Pavilion and did not go any further.

Looking around, she seemed to be able to imagine Jiang Zhao feeding the fish in the Huxin Pavilion, but suddenly she couldn't remember how happy she was in front of her.

She remembered that just now in the emperor's bedroom, when Jiang Zhao was being served by Gao Sheng'an for dinner, she had secretly glanced at her.

The young empress was dressed in a large black crown dress. Although she was thin, she was unexpectedly able to withstand all the pressure, as if she was born to be an emperor, and everyone should prostrate at her feet, and no one dared to be rude or offend. .

But she still looks familiar to Xie Jin, from eyebrows to eyes, from ears to lips.

Xie Jin watched her grow up, watched her grow from a weak and deceitful girl with tears in her eyes to a reliable figure who is taller than her now. Before she discovered Jiang Zhao's identity, she was obviously growing up Began to rely on her.

Today, he became the throne at the age of 16. Looking back now, Jiang Zhao also began to grow up almost at that time. Xie Yuzhe's thick stack of family letters also clarified that Xie's family got help from the nobles and escaped from suffering. three years ago.

When Jiang Zhaochu came to the throne, before he learned how to be an emperor, he had already started planning for the Xie family.

Xie Jin doesn't know how to constrain the court, and doesn't know how to plot tricks, but she knows that although the emperor speaks eloquently, he can't act willfully. She went to the border, rescued her family from suffering, and even took care of everything in the past three years, never neglecting anything.

This is obviously the great kindness of the emperor, anyone else would be grateful, not to mention that Jiang Zhao didn't let her out of the palace, even if the emperor decided to let her stay in the palace forever, how could she blame her Woolen cloth?

It's just a favor of a bowl of hot rice, and they have been with each other for the past six years, and it's not her Xie Jin who gave it unilaterally.

No one understands how well Jiang Zhao treats her better than Xie Jin. Even after becoming the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, she can still change into a palace maid and take time out of the busy schedule to go to Gong Zhengsi just to see her and call her Sister.

Even, even if her identity was exposed, she was still worried that she didn't eat breakfast, even if she was refuted in front of so many people, it was just a sigh after all.

And since Xie Jin was rescued from Concubine Zhao and entered Xihe Palace, she hardly gave Jiang Zhao any good face. She knew how bad her attitude was and how chilling she was, but Jiang Zhao not only did not blame her, He also thought of her everywhere, gave her a new identity to gain a foothold in the palace, let her live in the Xihe Palace under the protection of the emperor, let Zhang Taiyi prescribe medicine for her to take care of her body, and let people bring her from thousands of miles away. Letter from home...

Everything is due to Jiang Zhao's kindness to her. Whether it is Ah Zhao or His Majesty, she has never owed Xie Jin anything.

Today is Jiang Zhao's birthday, and she has not yet said to her: happy birthday.

Jiang Zhao's birthday was at the end of April, and they met in December 15 of Kanghe. At that time, Jiang Zhao was not yet 13 years old. Until June of 19, the four birthdays before Jiang Zhao's accession to the throne, all It was Xie Jin who spent time with her.

At that time, Concubine Rong was cast into the cold palace, and was completely rejected by the late emperor. Jiang Zhao was favored in the past, but was ignored later on. The late emperor was only immersed in his hatred for Concubine Rong, and completely forgot that they had a daughter. Jiang Zhao lost the protection of both parents overnight, and changed from a high-ranking little princess to a little palace maid who was scorned all the time.

If it weren't for the royal blood flowing through her body, those palace people would not dare to do too much, and Jiang Zhao would have starved to death in the palace.

It is also because of their bullying and neglect that there is no charcoal fire in the Yingyue Palace on a winter night, and there is not even a cup of hot tea to warm up.

Jiang Zhao woke up from the cold in the middle of the night, and finally couldn't stand it any longer. He escaped the patrolling guards and walked through the small path, and came to the vicinity of Gong Zhengsi without knowing it. He ran into Xie Jin who was busy with work and came off duty late at night.

She exchanged a bowl of hot rice for a younger sister, and the little man cried and trembled in her arms, clutching her sleeves, tremblingly calling her in a soft and hoarse voice: Sister.

The soft-hearted Xie Jin vowed at that time that she must protect her Azhao in the deep palace, raise her well, teach her how to behave in the world, and let her never be bullied by others again.

She didn't expect Ah Zhao to become a great treasure by accident, maybe Ah Zhao didn't expect it either, no one would have thought of it.

But Azhao, obviously has always been her Azhao.

Xie Jin wiped away her tears and left the back garden, and went to Aunt Qingshi's residence.

Jiang Zhao was bullied by the palace people when he was young, and he didn't like to be close to others when he grew up. Aunt Qingshi was an exception. She was also an old man next to the Empress Dowager Lu. His Majesty respected her, not to mention in Xihe Palace, but in the entire harem Among them, Qingshi is also an existence with a superior status.

Qing Shi was the same as Xie Jin, she lived in a side hall by herself, she was in the Leng Palace in the early years to serve the Empress Dowager Lu, and she suffered from illnesses all over her body, Jiang Zhao specially sent a few little maids for her to drive around, and when Xie Jin came, someone went in to spread the word.

"Jin Niang is here." Qing Shi came out to meet the guest, with a gentle smile and friendly address, and did not regard Xie Jin as an outsider.

Xie Jin saluted her with blessings, was held by Qing Shi and took her seat, and sent someone to make tea again, and asked with a smile: "Jin Niang will not come to see me for no reason, but what happened?"

She had a deep meaning in her words. Xie Jin did get angry at her because of Jiang Zhao's concealment of identity, so she felt a little blushing, bit her lower lip, and then said: "I do have something to ask, please help me, aunt."

Qing Shi asked, "What's the matter?"

Xie Jin didn't answer yet, but asked again: "Should there be a small kitchen in Xihe Palace?"

Her question was just for the sake of the following, after all, even the small courtyard where she and Xu Yiren lived had a kitchen, and the huge Xihe Palace definitely wouldn't have one.

Sure enough, Qing Shi nodded and said: "Of course there are. Your Majesty often handles political affairs late at night, so she may go to bed hungry. I often have to cook and make some supper for her."

Before Xie Jin could speak, he understood her purpose and asked, "Do you want to borrow the small kitchen?"

Xie Jin nodded and said, "Please ask my aunt to come forward and help me out."

Qing Shi shook his head and smiled: "There is no need to deal with this matter, you can go on your own, no one dares to stop you.

Your Majesty has already ordered that Xihe Palace is at your disposal, let alone a small kitchen, even the emperor's bedroom, you can come and go as you please. "

Although he had faintly felt Jiang Zhao's tolerance towards him before, when Jing Qingshi said this, Xie Jin still felt his nose sore, lowered his head to hide his red eye sockets, nodded slightly and said, "I see."

Qingshi didn't ask Xie Jin what she wanted to borrow the small kitchen for, but just pulled her to talk for a while, and then let her go.