The Job of an Imperial Concubine

On the day Zhuang Wanqing was buried in the concubine's mausoleum, Zhuang Luoyan stood on the Wangyue Pavilion in the palace and watched the funeral procession leave. The spring morning breeze made her feel a little chilly, making her feel chilly too.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go back." Ting Zhu put on a cloak for Zhuang Luorou, and glanced at the funeral procession, which was almost invisible. You can be bullied. Today you don’t count on others, and others will not let you go.”

Zhuang Luoyan turned around and was about to go downstairs when she suddenly saw many carriages driving in from the east gate, so she asked, "What are those carriages for?"

"Your Majesty, I forgot that today is the day when newcomers enter the palace. Those sitting in the carriage are the daughters of officials from various places or from certain families. If the emperor values ​​them, they will stay." Ting Zhu looked at the vehicles. The carriage entered the palace gate, behind the carriage was a round of slowly rising sun.

Even with the rising sun against the backdrop, this scene makes people unable to see half of life.

Zhuang Luoyan watched this scene silently. It was another group of women who had lost their freedom. Those who remained would live in struggle for the rest of their lives.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, even if a newcomer enters the palace, your position in the emperor's heart will not change." Hearing Zhuang Luoyan's silence, thinking that she was worried about the newcomer's entry into the palace, she couldn't help but comfort her , "Concubine Shu of Anqing Palace has always been favored by the emperor, and many new recruits have been recruited in these years, and the emperor has never seen her being indifferent to her."

Zhuang Luoyan smiled, "Where did you go, I'm just feeling emotional."

Feeling what? Ting Zhu was a little puzzled.

When turning around and walking down, Tingzhu heard his master say a word.

"It's a pity that the beautiful flowers will wither when spring is over."

There were twenty or thirty brocade-clothed women standing in Luanhe's hall. These women were all good-looking, sizing up each other and concealing hostility, but no one dared to be presumptuous on this occasion, obediently bowed their heads, waiting for the arrival of other ladies .

On such an occasion, the second-rank concubines would be present. Although these women were young and vigorous, they also knew that these high-ranking empresses should not be offended.

"Xu Zhaorong is here."

All the women saluted one after another, and took a careful look at this Xu Zhaorong, a weak willow and Fufeng, who was indescribably elegant and romantic.

Xu Zhaorong glanced at the standing women, a hint of arrogance appeared on her frail face.

"Concubine Shu is here."

All the women present knew that Concubine Shu was an extremely favored concubine, and after seeing the person clearly, they couldn't help but feel ashamed. Although this Concubine Shu is not very luxuriously dressed, she is so stunning that people can't help avoiding her sharpness.

"Zhao Xianrong has arrived!"

Hearing this announcement, all the ladies cheered up carefully again. Although this person's status is not as high as Concubine Shu's, but after entering the palace for just over a year, she was promoted to the position of virtuous appearance, and she was extremely favored by the emperor. A few days ago, the family had already reminded them that this master could not be easily offended.

When this Zhao Xianrong walked in, all the women felt that although this Zhao Xianrong was not as beautiful as Concubine Shu, she had her own characteristics, especially her pair of eyes that looked forward to the sky and the gentleness that exuded from her body. gas.

"Girls, you don't need to be too polite," Zhao Xianrong spoke, and her refreshing voice was heard. Although it was not a rare voice, it could make the listener feel at ease. It can be seen that this Zhaoxian has his current favor, which also has its own characteristics.

Zhuang Luoyan let the woman below carefully look at herself, and after greeting each other with the other concubines present, she chose a suitable seat and sat down, seeing Xu Zhaorong who was sitting opposite her was the weak willow Fufeng, she slowly, slowly Slowly, he averted his gaze.

After a while, the other concubines also arrived, and the empress also rushed there holding the hand of the maid, and the next thing was to wait for the emperor, the concubine's public product, to appear. As for the empress dowager, who is the emperor's mother, she expressed that she wanted to worship the Buddha sincerely, and she had no intention of interfering in the affairs of the harem.

The emperor brought a group of big and small wives to choose the little wives, so the scene should not be too harmonious. Zhuang Luoyan glanced at the dozens of beautiful women standing below, and didn't know which beauties would be thrown into the battlefield of the harem.

She feels sorry for these beauties, but each of these beauties has the ambition of being a green cloud, and they really listen to Zi Feiyu's words.

"Just now, I saw a lot of flowers blooming in the imperial garden. They are really colorful and dazzling." The queen glanced down, "It seems that these days are good days for viewing flowers."

"The empress is a person who cherishes flowers, so naturally she can't appreciate them," Concubine Shu said with a smile on her face, not looking at the group of women standing below. , No matter how beautiful the other flowers bloom, it is not considered beautiful for concubines."

"It's good that Concubine Shu is so in love," the queen smiled and looked at Concubine Shu, "Tomorrow the Japanese Palace will hold a flower viewing banquet in the Imperial Garden, and you can enjoy the flowers you like."

Zhuang Luoyan lowered her head, too lazy to listen to the exchange of words between the empress and concubine Shu, occasionally looking at the beauties below, waiting for the emperor to pick someone up and take them away.

"The emperor is here!"

The rightful lord finally came, Zhuang Luoyan stood up and saluted together with the others, and saw the emperor pass through a group of beauties and sit down on the top golden nanmu dragon pattern chair.

"Excuse me." Feng Jin casually glanced at the women in front of him, then turned his gaze to the concubines who were sitting, "The empress may be suitable."

"My concubine thinks that all of these women are good, and I still need you, the emperor, to take care of them in person." The queen answered her words perfectly.

Zhuang Luoyan glanced at the emperor with scumbags hanging all over his body, and asked his wife to choose a concubine for her husband. Don't be too cruel about this kind of thing, it's not easy to be a queen.

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many empresses have fallen into the hands of the scumbag emperor, and how many women who shared the joys and sorrows with the founding emperor ended up being lonely queens without the emperor's favor and fighting with young concubines.

Of course, Zhuang Luoyan felt that she was also a member of the opposition to the queen's profession. This kind of opposing position was really helpless, but no matter what, the emperor was definitely the maker of the tragedy in the harem.

For women, monsters like the emperor are mostly scumbags, with thick blood and high attack power, it is really difficult to conquer.

Just when Zhuang Luoyan was muttering all kinds of things in his heart, the emperor had already started to choose beauties. Every time a woman came up, the eunuch would read out her age, name and family background, and then the emperor would decide whether to stay or not.

"Hua Hongxiu, seventeen years old, daughter of the Minister of Rites."

"My daughter Hua Hongxiu pays homage to the emperor, long live the emperor, pays respects to the empress, the empress is a thousand years old, and sees all the empresses."

The so-called Bisha waits for the moon and spring to tune in, and the red sleeves add fragrance to reading at night. When Zhuang Luoyan heard this name, she couldn't help but look down. Whose wicked parents gave their daughter such a seemingly elegant but actually a bit frivolous name? ?

The woman kneeling below is wearing a peach-colored skirt and a simple hanging bun. The blue silk hanging from her ears makes her skin flabbily set off. Although her small face is not all-powerful, it is very pure. sweet.

"Your name is Hongxiu?" Feng Jin looked at the girl below, "But Hongxiu who adds fragrance to Hongxiu?"

"Back to the emperor, my servant is indeed the red sleeve." The girl raised her head and smiled at the emperor with a pure face.

Reading banned books on a snowy night, red sleeves add fragrance to the night... Zhuang Luoyan glanced at the girl who smiled kindly and innocently. Is this girl really ignorant or just pretending to be innocent?

Feng Jin nodded, and said lightly, "Leave it."

The eunuch serving next to him immediately wrote down the name of Hua Hongxiu, and then began to call the next one.

It's just that they kept calling many women, but the emperor didn't see him nodding. At this moment, only Hua Hongxiu, the daughter of the Minister of Rites, and Yan Yuchan, the daughter of the Imperial Academy, were left behind.

As fewer and fewer women retreated, there were still only two people left behind. All the concubines present looked pretty good until the last woman appeared.

"Ning Shengtao, eighteen years old, daughter of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple."

If Zhuang Luoyan used any language to describe Ning Shengge, he could only describe it as a peerless beauty. This Ning Shengge is not only beautiful, but also has a sense of desolation and desolation. No one in the room can compare to her brilliance.

Not to mention the other concubines, even Concubine Shu's complexion darkened. If such a beauty enters the harem, I'm afraid that everyone in the harem will be compared.

Feng Jin stared at this woman named Ning Shengyu for a long while before slowly saying, "Keep it."

Zhuang Luoyan found that although the emperor looked at Ning Shengtao for a while, although there was surprise in his eyes, he did not feel astonished. It was enough to see that this emperor was destined not to be the emperor who deceived the country because of his beauty.

The queen glanced at Concubine Shu, and said admiringly: "This Miss Ning is really pretty."

"That's all." Feng Jin waved his hand lightly, "Just three people, my harem is also very full, so there is no need to keep too many people."

"I know that the emperor is concerned about court affairs, but you should also pay attention to your body." The queen comforted.

"I know that the empress doesn't need to worry about me." The emperor glanced at the people standing below, "Let's go, I should be in Qinzheng Palace to handle government affairs."

"Respectfully send off the emperor." The queen and all the concubines stood up and saluted, watching the emperor leave generously.

Walking out of the Luanhe Palace, Zhuang Luoyan looked up at the clear sky, then turned to Tingzhu behind him and said, "Today's weather is fine, why don't you go to the open space behind our palace and put a paper kite for a while."

Ting Zhu and Yun Xi followed to look at the sky, Yun Xi said: "It is indeed a good day to release paper kites."

Feng Jin finished processing the urgent paperwork in his hand and left the Palace of Qinzheng. When he looked up by chance, he saw colorful peacock paper kites flying in the air. He squinted for a while, "Where did you put this?"

"Going back to the emperor, according to the servant, this should be from the Xihe Palace." Gao Dezhong looked up, and then said, "Today's weather is pleasant, no wonder Zhao Xianrong wanted to release paper kites for fun."

"In that case, I'll go and have a look." Feng Jin became very interested, and after walking a few steps, he saw the Queen coming along with the maids and eunuchs, so he had to stop and wait for the Queen to come over.

"I have seen the emperor," the queen stepped forward and saluted.

"The queen has something to see me?" Feng Jin glanced at the queen, then looked up at the paper kites flying in the sky.

"Going back to the emperor, I want to ask the three newcomers who have just entered the palace, what position does the emperor plan to give them?" The queen followed the emperor's gaze and happened to see the beautiful peacock kite.

"I have nothing to ask, but they just entered the palace. Yan Yuchan and Hua Hongxiu are both named talents. Ning Shengyu is good-looking, so let's make a nobleman." Feng Jin looked back, "If the queen has nothing else to do, then step down. Bar."

The smile on the queen's face froze slightly, she bowed to the emperor and backed away silently, and when she got to a place where the emperor could not see, she looked up at the paper kite in the sky again, and said expressionlessly, "That's Which palace?"

"Your Majesty, I see that this is the Xihe Palace," He Yu said sarcastically, "Zhao Xianrong is really in a good mood." What paper kites are being placed at this moment, I don't know if I am really happy or just pretending.

The queen watched the peacock swaying in the air with complicated eyes, "Who in this harem can't be interested?"

Feng Jin came to Xihe Palace, just approached the backyard when she heard Zhuang Luoyan's laughter, pure joy and relaxation.

"Niang Niang, you loosen the thread a little bit, it's windy right now, be careful to break the thread."

"Don't worry, I know how to put it. Oh, Tingzhu, your little swallow hasn't been put on it yet."

Listening to this girlish and naive conversation, Feng Jin suddenly recalled that her Zhaoxian appearance was only eighteen years old.

Stepping into the backyard, she saw that her bun was a little messy, and the ruddy Zhuang Luoyan squatted on the grass without any image. The sun shone on her face, which was dazzlingly bright.