The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

The plum viewing banquet is scheduled for the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, when the plum blossoms are at their peak.

After deliberating for a long time, Concubine Xian drew up a list and handed it over to the servant to send it to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

This plum appreciation banquet was held by Concubine Xian and Concubine Zhuang together, and the two never dealt with each other very much. Of course, they won't discuss it with me. Instead, they each draw up a list and hand it over to the father-in-law who is in charge of the matter.

After sending off the list, Concubine Xian felt a little uneasy again. The long tortoiseshell nail set with inlaid orbs swept over the chess jar, picked up a black piece and played with it in her hand, muttering, "I don't know who Concubine Zhuang invited."

The noble girls invited on the list she planned are all from middle-class backgrounds, not outstanding, not top-notch, or with strict family style, or girls with the name of demure and docile. within the scope of consideration.

Such a list may not overlap much with Concubine Zhuang.

Concubine Xian is a person with a good face. On the one hand, she is not prepared to marry a daughter of a noble family for her estranged younger son, and on the other hand, she does not want to be seen by Concubine Zhuang.

The confidant, the confidant, understands Concubine Xian's thoughts very well, and said with relief: "The person chosen by the empress will definitely be the most suitable."

Concubine Xian threw the chess piece into the chess pot, got up and walked to the window, sighing, "Forget it, that's it."

The house was so hot that half of the windows were opened for ventilation. Outside the windows, only the palm-sized sky and the constantly changing shapes of the flowing clouds could be seen.

Liu Yun, who is difficult to control, is like her young son who has an uncertain temperament.

During this period, Concubine Xian wanted to call Yu Jin into the palace several times to find out what he meant, but was always pushed away by the other party with various excuses.

Concubine Xian felt annoyed at the thought.

Regardless of whether the mother and son have gotten along or not, it is the son who was born in October who was pregnant, and she turned a blind eye to her mother!

Sometimes, Concubine Xian will also feel a little uneasy: the seventh child is so indifferent to her, can she really help the fourth child in the future?

This thought made her attach great importance to the plum banquet, but also felt at a loss that she could not reach the world or the land, and was always afraid that she would be harmed by it.

The sound of hurried footsteps came, although the sound was slight, it was enough to be alert enough to fall in the ears of Concubine Xian.

If you want to get along well in the palace, it is necessary to keep your composure. Could it be something important to come here in such a hurry?

Soon a palace maid in Tsing Yi walked in: "Niangniang, King Yan has come to greet you."

Concubine Xian hurriedly turned around: "King Yan is here?"

Realizing the gaffe, Concubine Xian raised her hand to straighten her hair, and the jewels on her nails shone brightly, dazzling her eyes.

"Yes, the lord is waiting outside, I don't know if the maiden sees it or not—"

"King Yan please come in." Concubine Xian interrupted the palace maid's words directly, and Lianbu walked to the imperial concubine chair and sat down and waited.

When Yu Jin came in, he saw a woman in a palace dress sitting on a chaise longue with her back straight. She was beautiful and dignified, but she was a bit out of tune with the beautiful lady who was supposed to be lazy and laid back.

His mother-in-law is really interesting.

Yu Jin squinted his eyes, making sure he didn't recognize the wrong person, so he saluted, "I've seen the concubine."

Concubine Xian stared at her little son who greeted her with greetings, and it was not pleasing to the eye.

Looking at his laziness, he really has no rules at all, how can he be a little bit like the fourth child.

Concubine Xian was dissatisfied in her heart, and her face became more and more serious: "Come forward and let the concubine take a look."

Yu Jin took a few steps forward and could already see the faint lines at the corners of Concubine Xian's eyes.

Time is fair, no matter how beautiful a woman is, it will leave traces.

Yu Jin raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Speaking of which, he lived to be nineteen years old, and this was the first time in memory that he was so close to his mother.

Really uncomfortable.

Concubine Xian was curious about Yu Jin's intentions.

Since this son returned to the capital, she has passed it on more than once, but she has never complied. Lao Qi's coming today will not be a simple greeting.

Concubine Xian did not ask immediately, but carefully looked at her younger son.

It felt unfamiliar, but the demeanor was very familiar.

In terms of appearance alone, the seventh is more like her than the fourth.

After all, it was born out of her blood.

Concubine Xian suddenly felt a little emotional, her expression softened, and she asked, "I came to see Concubine Mother today, but is there something wrong?"

"The son came to greet the mother and concubine."

Concubine Xian didn't believe it in her heart, and smiled on her face: "You have a heart. Is there anything else?"

Yu Jin's face was slightly red, and he seemed to be tangled for a while before saying: "I heard that the time for the plum banquet has been set."

Concubine Xian fixed a look at Yu Jin and smiled: "Yeah, it's set on the eighteenth day. Could it be that Jin'er is worried that the concubine will not do it properly?"

Yu Jin almost raised his hand to shake off the goose bumps all over his body, but fortunately he could hold on, and blushed: "Of course my son won't worry about this. It's just that my son is in the southern border all the year round, and he is very fond of the noble girl in Beijing. I don't know anything, but I yearn for a happy life as a husband and wife, so whether I can have a satisfactory wife depends on my mother-in-law."

Concubine Xian kept looking at Yu Jin, seeing that the more he talked, the more his face became redder, and later she was quite at a loss, and she curved her lips and smiled.

She had previously heard that Lao Qi was fighting with several princes, and she thought it was a sloppy temperament. Now, it seems that even if she is raised outside, she is still a child, and she has such a longing for her future wife.

In this regard, Lao Qi is much simpler than the princes raised in the palace.

Concubine Xian doesn't think this is an advantage, but being emotionally simple often means that as long as his wife agrees, she will be soft-hearted and listen to the pillow. In this case, as long as she holds her daughter-in-law, she holds her son.

Looking at her son's eyes full of expectation, Concubine Xian smiled: "Don't worry, Concubine Mother will definitely choose a daughter-in-law for you."

That's all, what Lao Qi liked at the Mei Yan Banquet, she promised that the originally weak mother-son relationship could be eased by this opportunity. In this case, the seventh will be more dedicated to helping the fourth in the future.

"The son retire."

After leaving Concubine Xian's bedroom, Yu Jin immediately regained his cold expression, as if the boy who blushed in front of his mother's concubine never existed.

It didn't even exist.

Yu Jin smiled indifferently, and turned a corner through the heavy palace walls.

A gray-clothed attendant, Yu Jin, walked by and quietly slowed down.

"Is it done?" Yu Jin asked softly, looking ahead.

The waiter replied softly, "Okay."

Yu Jin bent the corners of his lips and strode out of the palace.

Mr. Han, who was in charge of the matter in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, ordered several servants to transcribe the invitations according to the list sent by the two empresses. One of the servants glanced at the list and wrote down the names of the four girls in Dongping Bofu.

The rumors of enjoying the plum banquet gradually spread. Two days before the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, most of the ladies who received the invitation were overjoyed, while those who had never received the invitation sighed with embarrassment.

The position of the princess, I didn't even have the chance to participate, it just flew like this!

In Uncle Dongping's mansion, Mrs. Feng repeatedly looked at the carved invitations presented by the steward and was very excited.