Concubine Wuning

The autumn wind is refreshing, the autumn chrysanthemums are blooming, and the leaves are rustling.

He Qing originally suggested the suggestion casually, but he didn't want to come out, but he felt relaxed and happy.Yongzheng stood with He Qing for a while, seeing that He Qing was at ease, he led them into the yard instead.

There are too few concubines in the harem, and the only master in Zhongcui Palace is He Qing.Fortunately, He Qing was originally sitting alone on one side, but it was a little bigger than the ground, so it didn't feel too deserted.Just watching and chatting, but He Qing seldom walked around Zhongcui Palace like this, looking around cleanly.

Yongzheng didn't talk much, he just strolled beside him.However, He Qing couldn't hide the joy on his face, glanced at Yongzheng, and said lightly, "Fourth Master seems to have lost weight again today."

If you want to say something ugly and Yinmao, it turns out to be a cliché.Yongzheng didn't take it seriously, but his feet slowed down, and his brows furrowed even more, "How can you lose weight with a few back and forth soup in the palace?"

He Qing had never asked people to bring soup like this every day, at most she urged Yongzheng to eat, or went to watch Yongzheng eat in person when it didn't matter.But when Yongzheng was so busy, when he was busy with ministers, He Qing couldn't avoid it, which was rarely the case.What Yongzheng said was a bit deep, and He Qing couldn't help but reply back, raising his eyebrows to make fun of, "I think that Chen Fu, Su Peisheng, and Wei Wenda from the Hall of Mental Cultivation are all fat. Why?"

"Funny?" Yongzheng looked at He Qing inscrutably, stroked the Buddhist beads on his wrist with his hands behind his back, and said casually, "If I remember correctly, today there will be Concubine Qi's goji berry stewed pig's knuckle, Concubine Nian's Fuyuan Soup, Xi My concubine's Shouwu pigeon egg soup."

He Qing laughed when he heard the words, "Fourth Master remembers it very clearly."

Yongzheng rolled his eyes, "It's said to be nourishing."

He Qing was dizzy and her cheeks were flushed, she didn't dare to be too pretentious, she suppressed a smile and asked, "Where's the Empress's?"

"Su Peisheng sent a message saying that the soup was too greasy and too fat. Concubine Shen Shimao sent chestnut and lotus root soup with concubine Yu's dim sum. The queen ate some dim sum when she saw the master, and she wholeheartedly persuaded the master to eat less and more meals. If you have too much food, you will accumulate food." Yongzheng said solemnly, but in fact there was a lot of helplessness hidden.

He Qing lowered her head, rubbed her fingers on her face, and then realized, "The fourth master came over obediently?"

"Everyone in the palace has given them away, so I'm missing you." Yongzheng fixed his eyes on He Qing, remembering that during the meal just now, He Qing added meat dishes to him from time to time, staring at him and drank two more bowls Soup.The queen joked about the food accumulation, but he was really full after a meal, and he was a bit indigestible.And it's all due to the lack of use in recent days and the loss of appetite.Yongzheng reckoned that He Qing had seen it, but he didn't mention it, instead he was a little annoyed, "My lord understands now, since the soup is brought here, it should be given to you to vent your anger?"

He Qing raised her brows and looked to one side, "What's the matter? The left and right filial piety have all gone to other people's stomachs."

It is almost a matter of course for a concubine to care about the emperor.But whether the emperor should agree or not depends entirely on the emperor's mood at that time.It turned out that He Qing took advantage of being in front of the holy grandfather, and used a lot of soup.For these, she is naturally very clear.What's more, Yongzheng's temper, no matter how much enthusiasm you put in, no matter how much soup you send out, it may be possible to put it aside to cool and then waste it.It's better to find an opportunity once in a while and come to eat in person.Such a real and aboveboard opportunity for the two of them to get along, why not do it?

Seeing that the queen is a generous person, she didn't say harsh words when she saw the signs, but instead led Yongzheng to Zhongcui Palace.This is the appearance of a dignified and virtuous queen who is the mother of the world.

He Qing felt a little sour in ecstasy, but her hands were suddenly warmed up.

"Tranced again?" Yongzheng lowered his eyebrows, looking extraordinarily peaceful.

He Qing glanced back, the night was over, and all the lanterns and candles were lit in the corridor.It was vague, and some figures could be seen coming and going. I added some lanterns here and there, presumably, to avoid disturbing the two of them, and I was afraid that the night would be too dark to see the road, so I was in a hurry.

"At this time in the past, I would practice Danqing and read regular books in the study."

He Qing's voice was a little soft, it was heard in his ears, and it corresponded to He Qing's soft face, so that people couldn't see the color of happiness or anger.Yongzheng looked over and said, "Up to this moment today, you and I go down the porch at night, walking quietly, talking about ordinary things."

It turned out to be comforting words, He Qing looked sideways at Yongzheng, a little funny, "Fourth master still rhymes with the words?"

"Your vernacular, what kind of word?" Yongzheng's mouth was joking, he was just joking when he saw that He Qing was somewhat sentimental like his daughter's family.

There was a breeze at night, and a faint fragrance of golden osmanthus flickered across the tip of the nose.Taking advantage of the night when there was no one around, He Qing generously stretched out his hand to wrap Yongzheng's arm, and walked towards the flower fragrance place, "Actually, he just moaned and groaned without illness, just sighed. Fourth master is busy, and I can't help Busy. Occasionally, I help the queen with the affairs of the six palaces. I am a first-class idler, but I still need the fourth master to bother to send a princess, but I am useless."

Where is it useless?It's just that the place to live is bigger, the walls are higher, and the rules are deeper.Gradually, my heart was tightened.It is honorable to come and go, but most of the hearts are also somewhat sad and pity.

Yongzheng thinks that his actions have not deceived Heqing, and Hongxuan, who is following him, also has a hint of ambition.Because of this, He Qing is sensible and disciplines herself more strictly.Even though he loves the youngest son, he has developed Hongshi's character by intentionally being strict but secretly indulgent.In the courtyard, but with a bright and generous heart.What He Qingxing did was to have a woman's mind different from that of the queen.

He Qing couldn't help showing some expressions in this quiet and comfortable time. Yongzheng was a little moved when he saw it, and he thought of He Qing's gradually disciplined figure after entering the palace, and his own intention to let He Qing enter the mansion as a concubine, and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed .

Yongzheng didn't speak, He Qing half leaned on Yongzheng's body, and walked to the golden osmanthus tree.The golden osmanthus flowers are blooming one after another, and they are even more beautiful when the branches fall off with the wind and a rain of flowers falls.He Qing was fascinated, and when he returned, Yongzheng broke off a branch and put it in the vase in the bedroom with his own hands.

"The fragrance of flowers enters the dream, it's beautiful." Yongzheng swayed in the direction of the flower branches, He Qing moved his lips, and asked, "Fourth Lord, aren't you going back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation today?"

When he came back, He Qing saw Su Peisheng and stood quietly in front of the door, feeling at ease.

"Let's rest here." Yongzheng walked around, adding sleepiness to the brows.

Fortunately, he is in good spirits, his eyes are as bright as before, bright and frightening.He Qing asked the servant to prepare to change clothes, and stepped forward to open the window lattice, "When you open the window, there will be a fragrance of flowers, so why bother."

Yongzheng was still hooking his waist there, playing with it happily.Seeing that Yongzheng ignored her, He Qing was not annoyed, and changed her clothes instead.By the time he came out, Yongzheng had asked his servants to change clothes and take a shower.

Coming to He Qing's place to change clothes is a common thing.Zhong Cuigong was his servant, He Qing was still very relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.Mrs. Yang stepped forward to deliver the flower tins on He Qing's head, and said in a low voice, "I heard that it is from Xining, there is news."

The Mid-Autumn Festival is celebrated because of the national mourning, so it is very frugal and casual.It was also reported that the Luobuzangdanjin rebellion in Qinghai was in chaos, and the situation in Qinghai was in chaos, and wars broke out in the west, so the palace became more and more unhappy, and the womb was silent these days.

After Yongzheng ascended the throne, Nian Gengyao and Longkodo were both Yongzheng's right and left arms, and they were very powerful above the court.As soon as the war broke out, Yongzheng ordered Nian Gengyao to take over as General Fuyuan and stationed in Xining to command the suppression of the rebellion.

Because of this incident in the palace, Nian Shi, who hid in Yikun Palace to take care of his body, has been proud of himself in front of He Qing for the past few days.He Qing thought about Yongzheng's disposition in handling affairs, and also had Hongjiao's biography, but felt that Nian Gengyao had a high personality, and there was more hidden meaning in it, so he was calm and stable, and he was not angry at all.

He Qing could tell that with Nian Gengyao's temperament, he might poke something that Yongzheng didn't like at any time.Yongzheng endured his steadfastness so calmly, compared with his own identity, where is there nothing tricky?As soon as Yang's words came out, He Qing knew that before Yongzheng came here, there was also a sigh of relief in his heart.

It's just that I lost my usual color just now and showed some resentment. He Qing couldn't help but slap her. Fortunately, Yongzheng seemed to be very fond of this kind of thing, and she felt more relaxed. She nodded, "Tomorrow, you can ask the kitchen to make a cup of lily quail soup." .”

The wind blows coolly this night, but Yongzheng's diet and daily life are already very irregular.If you relax for a while, you will easily get sick.It's better to strike while the iron is hot, and take advantage of the embarrassment of Nianshi, so that this favorite concubine of myself can be more caring, which is justified.

He Qing smiled sinisterly, and Yang's scalp tightened when he saw it.

Because of Yongzheng's strict observance of filial piety, green head cards have been shelved until now.Occasionally, I went to the harem a few times when I was idle and tired, and most of them went back at night.It was naturally He Qing's ability and grace to keep Yongzheng tonight.Even without the grace of rain and dew, it is exciting news.

In the harem, there is more and more fighting over this point of soup, or the power of the family is the main one.Thinking of Nian's face full of spring breeze, Yang couldn't help but spit in his heart, and his subordinates gently combed He Qing's hair, "I know."

He Qing stroked her temples, feeling that waiting was boring, so she got up and tugged at her loose sleeves, "How long has it been since the emperor changed clothes?"

"Master changed clothes and came out a while ago, but now it only takes a cup of tea."

For men to change clothes, the time is about the same.But today Yongzheng is in a leisurely mood, maybe he is soaked in it and refuses to move.After reading this, He Qing rolled up her sleeves, turned around and went to Yongzheng's place.