The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

Song Yunzhao couldn't remember the specific things about Dali Siqing, so she could only take a step forward, but she remembered this matter in her heart.

In the next few days, the palace was calm and calm, and Song Yunzhao, who had become Jieyu, still had no intention of going out to show off, and was very happy to read the script in Wangyou Palace.

She remembered her previous plan and decided to write a few short story books, the kind for the emperor to read.

So in the past few days, I worked overtime overnight to drive out two copies, and asked Anshun to send them to Xie Linlang.

The name of the non-returner has gained some fame in the capital now. Knowing that she has a new storybook, as soon as Yuquanlou released the news, the restaurant's seats were fully booked.

Zhang Maoquan has been watching this matter all the time. The emperor specially ordered that when Yuquanlou published a new book, he would buy it and send it to the palace. If there was any movement in Yuquanlou, he would let people go.

What Song Yunzhao wrote this time was originally a cookie, a more orthodox love book, with similar family backgrounds, similar looks, and similar talents. The son and the lady met on the way to incense. A love story about how the son wins the lady's favor and embraces the beautiful woman.

Focus on how to pursue a beautiful woman.

After reading the storybook, Feng Yi didn't take it seriously, and put it aside casually. Love is such a ridiculous thing, especially in the royal family, there is no real affection at all.

After Feng Yi finished processing the notebook, he looked up and saw the transcript that he had thrown to the desk. He originally wanted Zhang Maoquan to be sent to Wangyou Palace, but he thought about Song Yunzhao's temper and gave up.

What if she goes to school with the book?

Feng Yi didn't have time to spend time with his concubine, so he casually threw the script into the drawer.

Meng Jiuchang saw that His Majesty's expression was not good, he rolled his eyes, stepped forward and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, the Shangyi Bureau has prepared a new music and dance, why don't you invite them to relieve your boredom."

Feng Yi looked up at Meng Jiuchang.

Meng Jiuchang kept his smile unchanged, but cold sweat broke out from his palm.

"No need." Feng Yi got up and walked out, so that Meng Jiuchang could say to him that this music and dance is just a name, and someone probably gave him a beauty.

Meng Jiuchang hurriedly followed the emperor out, he was slightly relieved, but fortunately the emperor did not ask. Since the matter fails, the money collected will have to be returned, which is a pity.

Feng Yi came out of the Taiji Palace, and walked along the palace road at will. In summer, the palace is full of flowers, the trees are shady, the wind blows the flowers and falls, and the fallen flowers cover the ground with the sunset. It is so beautiful to look at from afar. His expression was not relaxed at all, and the hostility between his eyebrows and eyes added a little more.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, you should go back." Meng Jiuchang bit the bullet and stepped forward to remind.

Feng Yi didn't look at him either, and looked at the lotus pond in front of him with slightly lowered eyes, and said slowly: "Back then, Concubine Gao was very favored, and the Nine Emperor Brothers born to her were also loved by the Emperor Father. That winter was here. My brother pushed me into this pool and almost died, but you were the one who jumped out of the pool and fished me out."

Meng Jiuchang hurriedly said: "This is what a servant should do. If you fail to protect your master, your servant deserves death."

Feng Yi chuckled, hearing this laughter, Meng Jiuchang's hair was all over, and he buried his head even lower.

He was the first to serve the emperor. The emperor was young and he was not very old. At that time, the empress dowager only thought about how to regain favor. Although she cared about the emperor's son, she was more concerned about herself.

His Majesty was embarrassed everywhere, and he was often punished by people around him. The winter was extremely cold that year. The Ninth Prince pushed him away and pushed His Majesty into the pool. Luckily, he didn't go far at that time. He felt that something was wrong and hurried away immediately. return.

He remembered very clearly that the Ninth Prince was standing beside the lotus pond, smiling happily, watching His Majesty sinking and sinking in the pond, not at all afraid that His Majesty would die here.

He was terrified, and immediately jumped down to rescue the emperor. His Majesty spent that winter on the sickbed.

But the Ninth Prince was not punished by His Majesty, and even Concubine Gao even beat him up, saying that His Majesty had spoken rudely to the Ninth Prince, and the Ninth Prince accidentally pushed him into the pond.

The Ninth Prince was safe and sound, but His Majesty was ill all winter. Not only could the Empress Dowager fail to protect His Majesty, but she also blamed him for not serving him wholeheartedly, and beat him to death. If it wasn't for Your Majesty, his life would have been lost.

Thinking of this, Meng Jiuchang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, why did the emperor suddenly say this?

Are you warning him?

Meng Jiuchang's face turned pale with fright when he thought of what happened today.

Ever since he became the chief steward next to the emperor, he has indeed been used to being flattered over the years...

Feng Yi ignored Meng Jiuchang, raised his feet and walked back, stopped when he reached the fork in the road, thought about turning a corner and walked towards Wangyou Palace.

Meng Jiuchang: ...

He stepped up on his heels, but this time he didn't dare to say a word.

Stepping into the palace gate of Wangyou Palace, I heard laughter coming from inside, the gatekeeper was about to report, Feng Yi raised his hand to stop it.

The palace servants were a little hesitant, they didn't dare to disobey the emperor's order, and stood aside with their heads down.

There were glazed palace lanterns hanging under the eaves of the palace, and they swayed slightly with the evening wind. The palace people who came and went saluted immediately when they saw the emperor.

Standing under the eaves of the corridor, I heard Song Yunzhao's crisp voice, "Don't play tricks, quickly, put it back!"

"Master, this servant is not playing tricks. You see, she followed what you said. This step is right."

"Really? Let me see."

Feng Yi heard Song Yunzhao's suspicious voice, followed by her and said, "Huh? Really, why didn't I think of it? Let's play again."

"Master, it's getting late, I'll play with you tomorrow, slave."

"What time is it? Why is it so late? No one comes at night, so let's pass the time."

"What if your majesty comes down? The servant will clean up for you first."

"His Majesty won't come at this hour, don't be so busy, it's time to sleep in a while."

Feng Yi heard the impatience in Song Yunzhao's words, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Nowadays, His Majesty in the harem values ​​the master the most. If you don't come to see the master, I am afraid that your majesty has no time to busy with government affairs. The master must be unhappy."

"Why am I not happy?"

Meng Jiuchang's face froze when he heard this, His Majesty was not happy today, and he was even more unhappy when he heard this. What does Song Jieyu mean by this? This is not taking the emperor to heart.

"There are many beauties in this palace, and I'm not the only one. I can't say where Your Majesty wants to go." Song Yunzhao looked at Xiangxue's worried face and said slowly.

The most unmovable thing in this palace is sincerity, otherwise, she would be looking for death.

Does the emperor have a heart?

Yes, I have.

But the shelf life is too short.

Seeing that the people in Wangyou Palace decided that the emperor really liked her, she was not lost, but these individuals were lost.

Xiangxue didn't think so. Hearing what the master said, she believed that the master was sad. Today, the master was not energetic. It was because of this that the few of them thought of ways to make the master happy.

"Master, why don't I ask Anshun to take a look?" Xiangxue asked tentatively.

"Spying on the emperor's trace, I think you are tired of work!" Song Yunzhao looked at Xiangxue and said.

Xiangxue hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty, "Master, don't get angry, it's all the servant's fault, let the master punish you."

Song Yunzhao was very tired, sometimes it might not be a good thing if the subordinates are too aggressive, she thought for a while, then looked at Xiangxue and said: "The relationship between me and the emperor is different from what you think, so don't think about it in the future. No. It’s only this time, and I will never forgive you next time.”

"Yes." Xiangxue stood up and became even more worried. She seemed to have not understood what the master meant. What does it mean to be different from what they thought?

"You guys go down, I'll sit by myself for a while." Song Yunzhao waved his hand to let Xiangxue and the others go out.

"Yes." Several people responded, turned and walked out, but they didn't know that when they saw the emperor outside the hall, their faces turned pale with fright, "The slaves pay homage to the emperor."

Song Yunzhao was startled when he heard the voice, Your Majesty?

She got up quickly, and the dog emperor didn't know how long she had been standing outside. Thinking about it carefully, what she said should be fine. Fortunately, she was cautious, and she would never say anything that should not be said even in front of her confidants, and she still listened to it. her corner.

She had just walked a few steps before leaving the palace, when she saw the emperor striding in, she immediately went up to meet him, "My concubine pays respects to the emperor."

"Get up, it's really lively here at night." Feng Yi's eyes fell on Song Yunzhao's body and said slowly.

Song Yunzhao: ...

She should have heard a lot from this tone, what else could she do?

"I don't have anything to do when I'm free, and my concubines will let them play chess with me, so that you won't dislike my bad chess skills next time." Song Yunzhao got up and walked to the emperor and said with a smile.

Feng Yi felt his eyes hurt when he looked at the messy chessboard, Xiangxue hurriedly led someone to clean up the things, and brought tea, before bending down and retreating.

"You said just now that you are different from me, what is the difference, let me tell you." Feng Yi sat across from Song Yunzhao and looked at her and asked word by word.

The smile on Song Yunzhao's face froze, okay, as expected of the emperor, he really knows how to focus.

"I want to listen to the truth." Feng Yi saw Song Yunzhao's eyes rolling, and knew that she wanted to fool him.

The smile on Song Yunzhao's face couldn't be maintained anymore, his mind was about to smoke, but there was a slight trace of complaint on his mouth, "How do you want me to speak?"

"Didn't I tell the truth?"

Song Yunzhao put on a loveless face, and looked up at the emperor, "Do you want me to start with the three hundred rounds of the Sanyuan Tower with both hands on the waist, or talk about how the Yuquan Tower escaped from the tiger's mouth? The concubine is thinking, I have been seen by His Majesty twice in the most embarrassing times in my life, how can I have any face in front of you. Under such circumstances, you are willing to protect me and pamper me, between us Nature is different from others, isn't it?"

Hearing what Song Yunzhao said, Feng Yi actually felt that this was the case.

Which of the women in the harem didn't pretend to be decent in front of him, with two faces in front and behind, but Song Yunzhao had seen his real face before entering the palace.

Thinking about it this way, Feng Yi felt a little relieved from his depressed mood today, with a smile in his eyes, "You will put gold on your face."

"Of course, the concubine must have something excellent, otherwise how can I get into the eyes of the emperor, although I don't know exactly where my excellence is." Song Yunzhao had a big smug smile on his face, but he was slightly relieved in his heart , this level is over.

Where did the emperor get angry, but he came to her to vent his anger, which is not kind, not kind.

"What are you busy these days?" Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao and asked.

Song Yunzhao thought to himself that he didn't know if the emperor had read the book he wrote. Looking at this posture, he probably hadn't read it. But anyone who has read it would not ask her in the tone of an interrogator.

"I'm not busy with anything." Song Yunzhao said, he didn't know the emperor's context, so naturally he couldn't strike up a conversation easily, it's better to be on the safe side.

Feng Yi knew that Song Yunzhao's words were half-truth and half-false, and he didn't mean to pursue it. He just said, "When the highness was selecting you, I knew you didn't want to stay in the palace."

Song Yunzhao was taken aback, what kind of stimulus did the emperor receive today, and wanted to turn over the old score for her?

Can this account be reversed?

Of course not!

Song Yunzhao's heart rang loudly, but his face showed a bit of embarrassment just right, "I've already said this, so don't mention it. It can be seen that I can't cultivate well, and I can't hide it from the emperor's wise eyes."

Feng Yi sneered, even if he flattered him, it was true.

Song Yunzhao felt that her brain was about to go on strike, she said seriously, "Your majesty, if you do this, it would be unreasonable. One day, I will report to Lord Yan."

Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao, "That's not necessarily the case."

Song Yunzhao said sincerely, "Not to mention that I was not taken seriously at home when I was a child, my mother, sister, and brother all regarded me as an enemy, and only my father protected me. But my father has to do Officer, I can’t keep an eye on the affairs of the back house every day. I have suffered a lot in the early years. How do you think I got this temper? If I don’t fight, I won’t be strong, and I won’t be able to survive at home gone."

Feng Yi frowned slightly when he heard this, "How many years ago?"

Song Yunzhao is not willing to recall the past, because he was a baby when he came here, and he was not very familiar with the ancient etiquette rules. No one would believe that before she was five years old, she really suffered a lot.

Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao's gloomy expression, and was about to speak, when he heard Song Yunzhao say again: "Yes, Your Majesty may not believe it, but I actually remember things very early, and now I can clearly remember the time when I was three years old. Things. At that time, my mother was angry and hated me because I was not a son, and I remember clearly what she said. She thought I didn’t remember, but I actually knew it all.”

"Because of her disgust, the nanny who took care of me ignored me very much. At that time, I often didn't have enough to eat, so I was always skinny when I was young, but they told my father that I was picky eaters and would not eat, so my father He even scolded me."

"At that time, I was too young to resist at all, so those few years were really hard. The emperor may not have imagined that I have both parents and brothers, but in the end my life was in dire straits."

When Feng Yi heard this, he had a deep understanding, because he also came here like this.

"What happened later? How did you do it?" Feng Yi asked people to check only Song Yunzhao's affairs in recent years, and it was really difficult to check things about him when he was a child.

"In our family, no one celebrated my birthday. My elder sister and my younger brother did, but I didn't. When I was five years old, my nanny took away my monthly money, and I didn't have the money to buy something delicious. , I don’t want to suffer hunger and be bullied like this again, so on my birthday, I deliberately asked the girl next to me to invite my father to dinner, the emperor can imagine what will happen?”

Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao, "Your monthly money is gone, and no one in the back house celebrates your birthday. Your father discovered the truth when he went there?"

"Your majesty is wise, the nanny knows that my mother hates me and doesn't care about me at all, so she doesn't pay attention to me at all. When my father arrived that day, there was only a bowl of cold rice and a plate on the table. Green vegetables, not even a bowl of Changshou noodles, my father cried while holding me, and I realized then that there is still someone in the family who really loves me."

"and after?"

"Later, my father sold the whole family of the nanny who took care of me, and had a big fight with my mother. From that time on, I understood a truth. If I was wronged, I would tell it. If you don't say who knows what you suffered Wronged?"

Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao with a little bit of envy. Like Song Yunzhao, he was an unpopular child, but at least Song Yunzhao had a father who really loved her, but what about him? None of them can be expected, he is the only one struggling to survive in this deep palace.

Song Yunzhao's eyes were fixed on the emperor's expression, and seeing his rather moved appearance, he knew that he had done the right thing.

To heal a person's wounds, you only need to tear your own wounds and show him.

Although this is cruel, it is very effective.

Seeing how the emperor looked at her with gentle eyes, she knew that she had done nothing wrong.

"The emperor seems to be in a bad mood. Did you encounter any troubles?" Song Yunzhao asked tentatively. She had been in the palace for so long, and the emperor had never mentioned anything about the court to her, but she couldn't do it anymore. I am a deaf and blind man, so today I stretched out a little foot to try it out.

"Why, can you still relieve me of my worries?" Feng Yi laughed, looking at Song Yunzhao with mockery in his eyes.

"Then tell me what you are looking at, maybe the concubine really has a way." Song Yunzhao said as if angry.

Feng Yi didn't take this to heart, but probably the atmosphere tonight is so good, maybe it's sympathy, maybe everyone is a victim, he rarely opened his mouth, "After summer, the flood season in the south has arrived, and now it's There are reports of several dams being destroyed, I am worrying about disaster relief, can my concubine have a good solution?"

Song Yunzhao: ...

farewell!

The emperor is too much, he just opened up when he came up, how can people answer this?

Seeing the way Song Yunzhao frowned tightly, Feng Yi was delighted, telling you to talk big, is it a slap in the face now?

Song Yunzhao didn't want to miss this opportunity, and after thinking about it, he said: "The concubine doesn't understand these things very well, but she knows that it is not easy to manage the river."

"I don't understand it very well, then you still understand a little bit, let's listen to it." Feng Yi deliberately asked.

Song Yunzhao snorted inwardly, seeing the emperor took the bait, and then said slowly: "I don't know how to control the flood, but I know that it is not easy to resettle the victims after the disaster."

Hearing Yun Zhao's words, Feng Yi asked, "Do you still know this?"

"The concubine heard a few words from my father before, Your Majesty, my father has been a county magistrate for ten years, and these things have happened in the local area. I have seen the elders in the family help resettle the victims, so I know a little bit."

"The elders in the family?" Feng Yi asked suspiciously.

"Yes." Song Yunzhao nodded, "My father is out for disaster relief, and the women at home can't be idle. They have to help father raise rice and grain. We must prevent the victims from having no food to eat and no clothes to wear, so we have to talk to the local people. The country gentry and wealthy households open their mouths, asking them to help each other, to contribute money if they have money, and to contribute if they are able."

Song Yunzhao is really not talking nonsense, there is indeed such a thing.

Feng Yi listened thoughtfully, because none of the courtiers told him that the resettlement of the disaster victims would make the local gentry and wealthy households contribute, and he always thought that it was all about the court's relief.

So, here comes the question, if there are local people to help, what will happen to the money allocated by the court?

Thinking about it this way, don't those disaster relief officials eat at both ends?

Feng Yi's expression turned ugly, and he looked at Yun Zhao and asked, "Will the local gentry and wealthy households be willing to pay out? The money will be for nothing if you take it out."

Song Yunzhao was a little surprised and said: "Your Majesty, why are they unwilling? That is also their hometown. They have a lot of affection for that land, and it can be famous, which is also a good thing for their family." Speaking of this After a while, "I remember hearing from my father that some places would also request tax exemptions for those who have given their strength, but some local officials would not really give this matter to the local gentry, but would hide it by themselves. Officials will not know about this kind of thing unless they mention it to the squires, and it is not very clear about the concubines."

Feng Yi's face was even more ugly. This time, the court officials had already written a letter requesting him to exempt the local gentry who participated in the disaster relief before they left Beijing for disaster relief. In previous years, he would naturally allow this kind of thing, but this time from Song Yunzhao's mouth Knowing the truth, how could he not be shocked?

"Aifei's words are serious?"

Song Yunzhao thought that this could not be more true, so he nodded, "I dare not lie to the emperor."

"You said your father was involved in disaster relief?"

Song Yunzhao thought that such a thing really happened, and said: "I heard from my father, but my father seldom talked about the government affairs after returning to the house. That time, because of the severe disaster, my aunt and my mother went around for the victims. Running around, it was passed into the backyard."

Song Yunzhao didn't want to mention Mrs. Cai, but Mrs. Cai did contribute at the beginning, and she could find out if she checked it out. She couldn't hide it.

Feng Yi was thoughtful, then got up and said: "My concubine should rest earlier, I have something to deal with when I return to Tai Chi Palace."

Song Yunzhao:?

But she still got up immediately, "The concubine sends the emperor respectfully."

Seeing the back of the emperor leaving in a hurry, Song Yunzhao thought carefully about what he had said, and there were indeed no loopholes, so he was slightly relieved.

However, it was obvious that she was relieved too early.

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Today’s update is here. Our eldest has just recovered from a fever, and the second child has been recruited again. Last night, he almost stayed up all night. The child’s high fever scares me to death. It’s not so scary during the new crown. Everyone, pay attention to safety. If the update is interrupted in the past few days, everyone will forgive me. I will try my best to keep updating.