The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

Although Concubine Zhuang supports the Queen Mother everywhere, she is still unwilling to be the Queen Mother's pawn.

The queen mother wants to support An Shutong, she doesn't want to be a stepping stone for others.

Mrs. Wang came very quickly, seeing Concubine Zhuang stepping forward to pay her respects, "The minister's wife pays homage to the empress."

Concubine Zhuang helped Mrs. Wang up herself, "Mother, get up quickly. There is no one else here, so don't be so formal, let's sit down and talk."

Mrs. Wang took the seat according to her daughter's wishes, but she still didn't dare to be too casual. Although she was still her own daughter, she was also the emperor's concubine, so of course she couldn't be disrespectful.

"Mother, you came in in such a hurry, do you have something to tell me?" Zhuang Concubine looked at her mother and asked.

Yan Zhi brought tea, and then retreated to serve behind Concubine Zhuang.

Mrs. Wang sighed softly, "Ji Yunting has returned to Beijing."

Ji Yunting?

Concubine Zhuang was taken aback, "Didn't you say it was released? How could you go back to Beijing without a reason?"

"This Mr. Ji is really a noble man. He fell ill three times in just a few months after he took office. His life was almost ruined. The left minister couldn't see it. He personally begged the emperor to transfer him back to the capital." Mrs. Wang Speaking of this matter, although the tone is calm, but listening carefully, there is a bit of disappointment.

Concubine Zhuang also frowned tightly, "What's wrong?"

"The water and the soil are not acclimatized."

Concubine Zhuang: ...

Then there is no way.

"You came into the palace and told me about this, does father have any plans?"

Mrs. Wang nodded slightly, "Mrs. Ji invited me to have tea twice. There is a hint that the two families are getting married. I can't make up my mind with your father, so I want to ask you."

Concubine Zhuang was very surprised, "Get married? Mrs. Ji has always been above the top. Our family had this idea before, but people looked down on them, but now they are willing?"

Concubine Zhuang is still unhappy when she mentions this matter. Although her father is attached to Prime Minister Zuo, it is not that he has no intention of going further after serving as Prime Minister for so many years. It is logical to take the position of prime minister on the left.

But Prime Minister Zuo had his own ideas, and only said to ask his father to wait, neither saying yes nor no, just hanging on like this, but her father was firmly in the position of Zuo Xiang, and he couldn't move if he wanted to.

In order to get closer to the two families, her mother had tried Mrs. Ji's intention two years ago, hoping that the two families could get married, but Mrs. Ji treated Ji Yunting like a baby, so naturally she didn't let go.

Now it's ridiculous to turn around and have to discuss marriage with their family.

"Ji Yunting was first divorced by the Ming'an County Lord, and now he has returned to Beijing after being released. It is hard to say what will happen in the future, and he may not be able to match his father. Mrs. Ji is afraid that Ji Yunting will not be able to talk about marriage if it will be delayed for another two years. , I can only look down, so I am in a hurry." Mrs. Wang said with a sneer.

"Then what do you and your father think?" Concubine Zhuang asked.

"According to my opinion, of course it won't work. Your little sister is also mother's darling. With Mrs. Ji's temper, I'm afraid she will suffer if she gets married." Mrs. Wang sighed, "But your father means that this marriage is not impossible. This season, Yunting is going downhill in the capital, and we marrying him at this time is like sending charcoal in a timely manner, and the weight will naturally be different."

The corners of Concubine Zhuang's lips pursed slightly, thinking carefully about this marriage. Speaking of which, Ji Yunting can be regarded as a leader among the famous disciples in Beijing, and there were quite a few people staring at him in the early years.

But so what, when he went out to be an official in Beijing, he was not acclimatized to the environment, which eliminated the possibility of becoming a big official in the frontier in the future, and he could only climb up step by step in the capital.

With the left minister in front, the emperor would definitely not promote Ji Yunting too much, unless the left minister became an official, then Ji Yunting would have a bright future.

There are pros and cons to this marriage, since Ji Yunting can't rely on the left to move forward, then her father is more likely to go further. It is undoubtedly the best choice for Ji's family to choose to marry their family at this time.

"What does Yunhua mean?" Concubine Zhuang looked at her mother and asked.

"Your sister is naturally willing." Mrs. Wang didn't know what to say when she mentioned this daughter. At that time, Ji Yunting was so talented and handsome that many young girls in the capital secretly agreed.

Concubine Zhuang: ...

She shouldn't have asked.

Thinking about her sister's temperament, she also has a bit of a headache.

"I think you'd better take it easy on this matter and wait until you return to Beijing from the palace. You can still wait a few months for Mrs. Ji." Concubine Zhuang thought about it and said, "Is Ji Yunting coming to accompany you this time?"

Mrs. Wang nodded, "Naturally."

"Then you look at these younger sisters, don't let her have too much contact with Ji Yunting." Concubine Zhuang said.

You can't lose the girl's reserve, otherwise Mrs. Ji will only look down on her from the bottom of her heart.

Mrs. Wang nodded, "I know, don't worry, I will look after her. It rained just after I came to the palace, which is really unlucky. Is there any plan to hold a banquet in the palace after the rain stops? It won't be so silent."

The Queen Mother brought the girl from Gu'enhou's Mansion with her. No one could see what was going on in her mind.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Wang remembered what happened at the banquet yesterday, and frowned slightly: "Is Song Zhaoyi alright?"

Concubine Zhuang heard her mother's continuous questions, and didn't know which one to answer, so she said directly: "I don't know what the Queen Mother has arranged here, but since An Shutong has been brought here, the Queen Mother must make plans for her. Just wait and see."

After finishing these words, there was a slight pause, and the tone of Song Yunzhao was much more subtle, "Song Zhaoyi has the emperor personally looking after him, what's wrong with it? The people around the empress dowager went to visit early this morning, but I didn't even see anyone. Stay there."

Mrs. Wang's face was really ugly when she heard the words, "Song Zhaoyi is pregnant, how can she still dominate the emperor like this? Thinking about her actions after seeing the emperor yesterday, I'm afraid she did it on purpose. Such a scheming person, how can you?" Be very careful."

"I have an empress dowager in the palace, and I have Song Yunzhao in my subordinates. There are limited things I can do. Speaking of it, I still need to use my strength outside. Song Yunzhao is the only favorite, and people who have women in the palace may not be willing to spend so much time." Concubine Zhuang looked at her mother and said.

Mrs. Wang understood what her daughter meant, "There are quite a few people coming back to the palace, and there are banquets outside every day. I will let everyone know about it."

As long as the news about Song Zhaoyi's obsession with the emperor during her pregnancy spreads, everyone will be able to become one.

"Don't reveal your whereabouts, and let the emperor hear that it's difficult for a daughter to be in the palace." Zhuang Concubine immediately warned.

Mrs. Wang was also a little sad to hear her daughter say this, "Of course I won't show up, someone will do it." Speaking of which, she looked at her daughter, "There is one more thing. Princess Fukang's son-in-law died of illness."

Concubine Zhuang thought for a while before she remembered who Princess Fukang was, "If she dies of illness, she will die of illness, there is nothing to say."

"Princess Fukang had a decent relationship with the emperor before she got married. Now that the princess' consort is gone, if the emperor misses the past, he might send her back to Beijing," Mrs. Wang said.