The Job of an Imperial Concubine

Your Majesty, this flower... Gao Dezhong looked at the several pots of Gejinzi placed in front of him. These flowers are beautiful, but in terms of their exquisiteness, this flower is really nothing. Why did the Emperor suddenly like this kind of flower? Come?

I can see that the purple Gejin purple has a special taste. Emperor Cheng Xuan stretched out his hand to caress the purple petals, a trace of cold and silky, giving people a comfortable feeling, Move these pots of flowers to Taoyu Pavilion.

Gao Dezhong lowered his head and glanced at these pots of Gejinzi, which were in full bloom. If he remembered correctly, the noble master who lived in Taoyu Pavilion was just a concubine. The emperor bestowed these pots of peonies, isn't it? Elevate Concubine Zhao's status in the palace?

It would not be a big deal if it was bestowed with other flowers, but this peony is nothing else, the so-called peony is expensive, but if it is marked with the word expensive, how can it be ordinary?

The emperor has always only favored the women in the harem, even if he is favored, he will not go too far. What kind of character this Concubine Zhao is, the emperor doesn't remember him but he remembers clearly. Although he entered the palace for a short time, he offended several masters in the palace. After flipping through the sign a few times, he forgot about the person. A few days ago, when Concubine Zhao was still a Wanyi, she was tortured by many people in the palace. Is it unexpected, or is this little master Zhuang's previous recklessness and lack of brain just pretending?

But pretending to be so ignorant and even letting the emperor snub her would not do her any good, but if it wasn't like this, how could a person change so much?

Are you wondering why I gave the peony to Concubine Zhao? Cheng Xuandi looked at Gao Dezhong lightly, with a smile on his lips, which showed that he was in a good mood.

Slaves don't dare, Gao Dezhong's brow overflowed with sweat instantly, spying on the emperor's mind, it was a matter of losing his head, how could he dare to admit this?

Come on. Seeing his appearance, Emperor Cheng Xuan raised his hand and said, Hurry up and move the flowers to Taoyu Pavilion.

Your Majesty, I heard that the Emperor rewarded several pots of Ge Jinzi in the Taoyu Pavilion today. Concubine Rou walked up to Concubine Rou when she was close to the maid, and after saying this, she saw Concubine Rou's expression. gloomy down.

Can you see that it's Gejinzi? Concubine Rou looked at Shi Wu with cold eyes, even her beautiful voice was a little more chilling, Shi Wu lowered her head by two points, Yes, master.

Okay, what a Concubine Zhao, Rou Concubine said with a sneer, I gave her a slap in the face, and she gave me a slap in the face, and even got the Emperor to bestow Gejinzi! She satirized Concubine Zhao with Gejinzi , just wanted to tell her that every little concubine Zhao was nothing in the palace, never thought that concubine Zhao would dare to provoke her by such means.

She has played the piano well since she was a child, and even the best piano player in the palace can't compare to her. In addition, she has a good voice and good looks. Since she entered the palace for a few years, she has been loved by the emperor. The little concubine slapped her face.

I think Concubine Zhao loves peonies, Concubine Rou said slowly, Go and send the peony-patterned palace satin in the palace's warehouse to Taoyu Pavilion, remember, it's the one embroidered with thousands of Wei Zi patterns. , don’t take it wrong.”

Yes. After Shi Wu backed out tremblingly, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuang Luoyan rested her chin on her chin and watched the slave carefully handle several pots of Gejinzi, lazily leaning on the soft couch, letting Zhu pinch her legs, and narrowing her eyes comfortably.

Master, Hele Palace Concubine Concubine Rou sent a piece of palace satin with a thousand layers of Wei Zi patterns, Yun Xi walked in from the outer room, and seeing Concubine Zhao closing her eyes to rest, she lowered her voice quite a bit.

Thousand Wei Zi? Zhuang Luoyan opened his eyes, glanced at the palace satin in Yun Xi's hand, and smiled, This satin is a good thing, put it in the warehouse.

Master, this servant is looking at Concubine Rou... Yun Xi frowned, looking a bit embarrassed, but as a servant, she couldn't speak easily when the master didn't speak.

Let her make trouble, it doesn't matter if Wei Zi is still Gejinzi, it's just a few flowers. She is a woman with a normal brain, how can she really see herself as a flower, this kind of demonstration really can't scratch her The itchy spot was nothing more than a few pots of flowers given to her by a man.

Yun Xi has become less and less understanding of her master's thoughts recently. Facing Concubine Rou's provocation, the master didn't even have the slightest resentment. There are also these pots of Ge Jinzi, which were bestowed by the emperor. Fan looks like he doesn't seem to be in full bloom.

When Yun Xi receded, Zhuang Luoyan sat up, stretched out her hands to be supported by Tingzhu, and saw the green trees and red flowers outside the window, She gave me a gift today, I should always remember to return the gift in the future.

Hearing that Zhu's back was cold, she had seen many tricks in the palace for several years, but it was rare for Zhaopin to say such words so casually.

The aunt who raised her before said that in the harem, the softer a woman speaks, the more terrifying she is. Seeing the faint smile on Zhaopin's face, she slowly lowered her head.

The aunt who raised her once said that in this harem, it is better to follow a master who is cruel enough than a master who is kind and soft. In this kind of place, the master is not cruel enough, and being a slave is just suffering along with him.

In the harem, loyal slaves do not serve the two masters, and those who are not loyal slaves cannot die well. Listening to a smile from the corner of Zhu's mouth, the palace is a big casino, and she has no regrets after buying it, so she made the bet.

After lunch, Feng Jin looked at the royal case, or the greetings, or where auspicious signs appeared, and finally put down the imperial pen, got up and lifted his robe, Come here, wait for me to change my clothes.

Waiting for the emperor to change clothes and go out, Gao Dezhong saw the emperor's expression was indifferent, and said: Your Majesty, I heard that there is a new dance in the Yuewu Palace, so why don't I invite you to reward me.

It's nothing more than building up some novelties, Emperor Feng Jin said silently, Why don't you take a walk in this garden.

In April, there are many flowers and flowers, the garden is full of purples and reds, butterflies are flying in it, it is a very beautiful scenery, but it is a pity that Emperor Chengxuan is used to the scenery in the palace, in his eyes, this kind of scenery is no different from the stones on the side of the road.

Through a pear orchard, there is a lotus pond. Because it is early April, the lotus leaves have not yet emerged. Although the dead lotus has been cleaned up, it still gives people a sense of desolation. Feng Jin put his hands behind his back and looked at the lotus pond with a silent expression.

Master, I can't go any further. There is a lotus pond in front of me, and it hasn't sprouted yet.

That's all, this piece of pear blossoms is really beautiful.

This is the largest pear orchard in the palace. It's the time when the pear blossoms are in full bloom. When the wind blows, it looks like it's snowing.

Gao Dezhong heard small voices coming from the pear garden, he was about to send someone to tell them to avoid, but the emperor stopped him, seeing the emperor like this, seems to want to listen to the corner?

The reason why Feng Jin stopped Gao Dezhong was nothing else, it was because he heard that the person speaking was Zhao Concubine of Taoyu Pavilion, and no one in the palace loved pear blossoms, just because pear blossoms had the character li, which was not good Few people touch the omen, why did this concubine Zhao come here?

The spring breeze came overnight, and the pear blossoms of all trees bloomed. Zhuang Luoyan looked up at the white pear blossoms, It's just right here that it's quiet.

Master, you can't stay here for too long, this pear blossom... Ting Zhu wanted to say that pear blossoms have a bad meaning, but he didn't know where to start.

Zhuang Luoyan wanted to say that this man's heart has nothing to do with flowers, but she hasn't lost her mind yet, Everyone in the world likes to get together and not to leave, and I am a layman, so I am no exception. When we are separated, we are afraid of being separated, so it is better to cherish the time of reunion. When we are really separated, there are times when we can reminisce. I don’t want to wait for the flowers to fade away, thinking about the past is all uneasy.”

Master... Ting Zhu felt that the master's words were a bit desolate, and couldn't help but think of these things that happened after the master entered the palace, But, if we can stay together for a long time, wouldn't it be better?

Zhuang Luoyan, who has just finished pretending to be a literary artist, heard Tingzhu's words, and really didn't want to say it directly. There are a lot of women in the harem, and the emperor only has one. How can it last for a long time? The most comfortable way out is to get a good position, An An Enjoying food and drink, but seeing the solemn and sympathetic expression on Ting Zhu's face, she felt that she still needed to continue pretending to be literary, It's just an obsession, and people are in my heart. He is away from me and he is happy when he is together, but If I reluctantly keep him when he wants to leave, my heart will be pierced, if I don’t watch or listen, it’s enough to have memories.”

There are two kinds of women in this harem, one is fighting for fame and fortune, and the other is fighting for love. The latter is pitiful and the former is pitiful and hateful. Ting Zhu carefully stepped forward to brush away the pear blossoms on Zhuang Luo's rouge shoulders, Master, the wind is blowing, let's go back.

Zhuang Luoyan also felt that she was going to be unable to pretend anymore, and she felt a stomach ache when she said this, and it was embarrassing, so she nodded and said, Go back.

People who live in a prosperous society say that love is not necessarily love. But for ancient women, their husbands are their gods, and to cherish means to love. Zhuang Luoyan just said this, but Tingzhu heard it in his ears and remembered it in his heart.

Turning around, there seemed to be a corner of the sea of ​​flowers showing bright yellow, Zhuang Luoyan lowered his eyelids, supported Tingzhu's hand and said: Tingzhu, what I said today is just my delusion, and it's just a dream of yours. Forget it. If you forget, I can also treat my words as a dream, if there is no love, then there will be ignorance, and if there is no knowledge, then there will be no pain.

yes…

When a man treats a woman whose heart is attached to him, he always has to be more sympathetic. For guarding the harem and fighting for the emperor, the sincerity of a concubine is even more rare. Even if he doesn't love this woman, I'm afraid he still has to pay attention to it. This is the weight in his heart.

Sometimes when the body is satisfied, spiritual satisfaction is also necessary.

Walking out of the pear garden, Zhuang Luoyan looked back at the garden, who said that the pear blossoms were separated, and today's unexpected meeting was not a surprise?

Master, don't look at me soon. Ting Zhu thought that Zhuang Luoyan was feeling uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but speak more politely to persuade her.

It's okay, just take a look, Zhuang Luoyan looked away, adjusted the glass peach hairpin in the barber room, and walked away slowly.

Beside the dry lotus pond, Gao Dezhong's servants were all kneeling on the ground. Although this Concubine Zhao is only a small concubine, she is also the master of the palace. These slaves should not listen to such things.

Feng Jin concentrated for a long time before he calmly said, Get up.

If there is no love, then there is ignorance, and if there is no knowledge, then there is no pain?