The Job of an Imperial Concubine

Zhuang Luoyan was holding the child, and when she turned around, she saw the emperor striding forward wearing a five-clawed dragon robe, she stepped forward and slightly bent her knees, "See the emperor."

"All of you," Feng Jin walked up to Zhuang Luoyan, hugged the child from her arms, looked at her son whose brows and eyes had grown white and tender, and said with a smile: "Let's start now."

A Quanfu wife took the child from the emperor, and after saying blessings, she took out a red string from the tray and tied it around the child's ankle, which meant that the child was blessed with blessings, and the child would be blessed and prosperous. Italy.

Then Mrs. Zhuang took the fourth prince from Mrs. Quanfu, bowed to the heaven and earth, said the word of blessing, carried the child to the outside of the hall and walked three steps, and then returned to the main hall, and handed the fourth prince to him. Zhuang Luoyan smiled and said: "Ms. Zhao, the fourth prince must be a man of good fortune and longevity. Please treat him well."

This represents the wish of the natal family for the grandson. Although the royal family does not need to do this step, since Mrs. Zhuang can be asked to do this step, it also represents the emperor's love and respect for Concubine Zhao.

"Please rest assured, mother, I will treat him well," Zhuang Luoyan solemnly hugged the child, got up and gave Mrs. Zhuang a blessing, "Thank you mother."

Mrs. Zhuang hurriedly dodged, and returned half a ceremony before she backed away with red eyes. The woman in front of her was not only her daughter, but also the Concubine Zhao of the Kyushu Dynasty. She couldn't bear this ceremony.

Feng Jin took the small cloak printed with the characters "Fu Shou Tuan" from the tray held by Gao Dezhong, carefully put it on the Fourth Prince, reached out and nodded on his forehead: "It's cold, take the child to the back hall." This is the father's blessing to the child. Ordinary people would personally put on the cloak with the word "Fu" on their children, but many princes of the emperor's family did not have this kind of honor, at least the first three princes did not have this kind of treatment.

The female relatives present are all as bright as a mirror, this fourth prince is probably very lucky.

Zhuang Luoyan handed the child to the nurse, and looked up at the man in front of him. He has picturesque features, a tall body, and has advantages that other men don't have. But this man is an emperor, and he can have hundreds of women Man, the emperor she couldn't afford and dared not love.

Curving the corners of her mouth, she showed a flowery but affectionate smile, as if no one in this world was important or visible except him.

The moment he lowered his head, his eyes met. Her eyes were full of affection, while his pupils were black and white, making it difficult for people to see clearly who loved whom and who betrayed whom.

Feng Jin looked at this woman calmly, turned around slowly, walked up to the front and sat down, and glanced at Gao Dezhong.

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the imperial edict said: The Zhuang family has a good daughter, who is virtuous and virtuous and won my heart, so Jin Zhaofei..."

Zhuang Luoyan knelt quietly, listening to Gao Dezhong's sonorous voice resounding in the whole hall, she suddenly felt that her heart was unprecedentedly peaceful, from the first day she came to this world till now, she has never been so peaceful However, she could even feel the envious eyes of other people around her, as well as Feng Jin's superior gaze.

"Zang Jiacheng, Zhao Concubine of the Zhuang family, Anzhen Yeji, Yonghe and pure, received the blessing of God to give birth to my son, it is really the love of God..."

Is she pure? Perhaps there are no pure women in this harem, and the pure ones are all dead or defeated. Those dead women, women who fell out of favor, and helpless women in the cold palace, they all flashed in Zhuang Luorou's mind one by one. Some of these people were defeated by Zhuang Luoyan, and some were defeated by themselves.

"My heart is very comforted. Now I bestow the position of noble concubine to commend her service to me. I will wait for the canonization ceremony on the auspicious day of August. I respect you."

August is Zhuang Luoyan's birthday, and also the month of Concubine Shu's birth. Zhuang Luoyan didn't know why, after receiving the imperial decree to thank the emperor, she looked in the direction of Concubine Shu, but only saw Concubine Shu's indifferent and calm appearance.

Hearing the congratulatory sounds of other women, Zhuang Luoyan remembered that when he first saw Concubine Shu, that stunningly beautiful woman walked in from the door.

Seeing Zhuang Luorou's dazed expression, Feng Jin didn't seem to have reacted yet, a smile appeared on his face, signaling Gao Dezhong to recite the second edict.

"The Chen family, the mother of Concubine Zhao, is virtuous and virtuous. It is the virtue of the Chen family that I got a good daughter from the Zhuang family. I am now named a first-class wife and bestowed with Yunfeng brocade."

Mrs. Zhuang didn't expect that she would be conferred, she was stunned for a moment before she knelt down to receive the imperial edict, she still felt a little dizzy after receiving the imperial edict, this sudden favor, is it good or bad?

"Okay, Concubine Zhao Gui is still very weak, so she will go back to the palace earlier. The queen will take care of this place, and I will go back to the palace with you." After speaking, she got up and left the crowd, and left with Zhuang Luoyan.

The queen watched the two leave with a faint smile, stood up straight and said to everyone present: "In that case, ladies and gentlemen, let's have a banquet with me."

The people present were all concubines or imperial wives, all of them looked beaming, as if such a happy event had happened to them.

On the imperial chariot, Zhuang Luoyan was on the same frame as the emperor. With the shaking of the imperial chariot, the steps in Zhuang Luoyan's hair also shook. Feng Jin kept his eyes on her hair, and stretched out his hand to hold Zhuang Luoyan's hair. hand, suddenly sighed and said: "Now, I only leave you as a bosom friend by my side."

Zhuang Luoyan turned her head to look at the emperor, his expression was as calm as before, but there was still a little more sadness in his eyes, she put the other hand on the back of his hand, and said softly: "Your Majesty, as long as you turn around, you will I can see that the concubine is always behind you, and the concubine exists because of you." If there was no Zhuang Luoyan who was rejected by the emperor, how would there be her now?

Feng Jin's held hand trembled slightly, he stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms, and closed his emotionally-stained eyes.

As an emperor, he will never be too emotional about anything, nor will anything affect his state of mind. But he can do it when he prefers a woman.

The wheels of the imperial chariot made a rumbling sound on the bluestone road. The emperor's guard of honor is always the most majestic and awe-inspiring in the harem. Where the car passed by, eunuchs and maids knelt down one after another, completely disappeared in the imperial chariot Before, none of them dared to raise their heads.

Back at Xihe Palace, Zhuang Luoyan watched off the emperor who was leaving in the imperial chariot, and then slowly turned around to look at the palace servants behind him, "Bring the fourth prince here."

"Yes." A nun retreated quietly.

Taking the son from the nurse, Zhuang Luorou showed a smile on her delicate face, and reached out to caress her son's tender cheeks. The women in the harem fight for themselves, for the family, and for their own children. A day off.

She is not afraid of fighting, nor is she afraid of how many women will enter the palace in the future. Having someone she wants to protect will only make her older and stronger.

Concubine is a profession that women cannot resign from. They either do well or die. She doesn't want to die, she wants to live a good life for herself, and even more so for her children, so how can she not do a good job in this job?

After Mrs. Zhuang was named a first-class wife, the saying "the Zhuang family has good daughters" spread throughout Kyushu, and some people even wrote a biography that was lingering or eclectic based on Concubine Zhao and the emperor. Many people are imagining what kind of alluring beauty Zhao Guifei is and what kind of infatuated person the emperor is to compose such a moving love song.

At this moment, Concubine Zhao's father claimed to be sick and old, and Emperor Chengxuan could only agree to his request after repeated attempts to keep her to no avail, but gave her the title of Grand Master. Although she had no real power, she was very honorable.

For a time, the Zhuang family begged for a daughter, and the matchmaker almost broke the threshold of the Zhuang family, but what is surprising is that no one in the Zhuang family was arrogant and arrogant, but lived as before. Many people felt emotional when they saw it, no wonder the emperor only favored the daughters of the Zhuang family, the Zhuang family is really a family of courtesy and virtue, it can be seen how virtuous and virtuous Concubine Zhao is in the deep palace.

Zhuang Luoyan doesn't care what people outside the palace think, she still lives a comfortable life. One day when she ran into Concubine Hu who used to be Concubine Ning, she could hardly believe that the woman with a gloomy expression in front of her was Concubine Ning who was good at tea ceremony and interpreting language.

Mrs. Hu was several steps away from her, and there was no trace of respect or salute on her face, she just looked at Zhuang Luoyan in full dress, suddenly smiled, and said in a hoarse voice: "Poor, pitiful, really pitiful. "

Zhuang Luoyan glanced at her, didn't want to talk to her, and didn't want to embarrass such a woman, so she walked away slowly holding Yun Xi's hand.

Seeing Zhuang Luoyan's back, Hu almost burst into tears, covered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Poor thing, all poor things."

Zhuang Luoyan didn't hear what Hu said later.

"Your Majesty, you are a poor bastard who can't even see your heart clearly."

On August 18th, Qintian monitors the meaning of good luck.

Above the main hall, Zhuang Luoyan took the imperial concubine's gold book and seal and the flying phoenix and auspicious cloud brocade, adjusted her clothes, and sat down dignifiedly on the imperial concubine's chair.

Standing below are the Imperial Orders above the third grade of the Manchu Dynasty. They all had a respectful attitude and bowed down to her in awe.

"The minister's wife pays homage to the imperial concubine Zhao, and the imperial concubine has a long and healthy life!"

Zhuang Luoyan slowly raised her head and raised her chin slightly. At this moment, she was the most favored woman in the harem, except for the empress' most honorable concubine.

"Everyone, please rise."

As the wives got up, Zhuang Luoyan got up slowly, stepped on the red carpet and walked towards the entrance of the hall step by step. The long skirt dragged past like running water, noble and gorgeous.

At the gate of the hall, there stood a man in a black robe with dark dragon patterns. He was the most noble man in Kyushu, and the man Zhuang Luoyan had fought for all his life, even though she didn't love him, and he didn't love her either.

However, they are destined to be entangled for a lifetime.

The morning sun rises from the east, and even if it sets for a moment, it will still rise as usual tomorrow.

This is like a woman in the harem, never knowing when she will fall out of favor and when she will be able to stand on the high ground.

Concubine, that is a profession that can be valued, but not tempted.

If you are tempted, you will never recover.