The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

As soon as Song Yunzhao changed his mind, he felt that this was a great opportunity. The three concubines must not join forces, otherwise it would be difficult for her.

This time, she felt that it had something to do with the three concubines, and in the final analysis, they were targeting themselves in this matter.

Concubine Zhuang and Concubine Wan went through a few tricks, then looked at Song Yunzhao with his head slightly lowered and didn't know what he was thinking.

Concubine Wan was very angry at Concubine Zhuang, and she didn't want to make a fool of herself here and just got up and left.

As soon as Concubine Wan left, Concubine Zhuang looked at Song Yunzhao and said, "Does Song Jieyu know about the crime?"

Song Yunzhao didn't expect Concubine Zhuang to bring up this matter, so she nodded generously, and said a little embarrassedly: "The concubine doesn't know how to sin against oneself, so I asked the concubine Wan for a few words, but she was reprimanded by the concubine. Concubine, don't talk too much, I really don't know what's wrong."

"Oh? Concubine Wan, this is going too far." Concubine Zhuang looked at Song Yunzhao, "What does Song Jieyu think about this matter?"

Song Yunzhao looked puzzled, "I really don't know how to answer my mother's words, but I see that the emperor is not in a good mood, and the palace servants outside are also talking about this. The concubine just It’s just a little weird, and there are some things I can’t figure out.”

"Listen to me, what can't you figure out?"

Song Yunzhao looked at Concubine Zhuang's face full of curiosity, "Your Majesty, you said that the courtiers forced the emperor to issue an edict to sin against himself, but if the emperor issued an edict to sin against himself, the flood in the south would still not stop. Does this mean that the matter is not the emperor's fault?" What’s wrong? It’s not the emperor’s fault, is it the courtier’s fault? But if it’s the courtier’s fault, and the courtier forces the emperor to punish himself, how do you think this matter will end?”

Concubine Zhuang looked at Song Yunzhao and just said it casually out of curiosity, but her heart skipped a beat.

Song Yunzhao sighed softly, "This is just my concubine's wild imagination, so don't take it to heart, empress."

Concubine Zhuang suppressed the turmoil in her heart, looked at Song Yunzhao and said, "Go back and rest too, don't mention the matter of sin against yourself to others, it is not a good thing after all, lest it will cause trouble for you."

Song Yunzhao expressed gratitude, "Thank you, Ma'am, for reminding me."

Concubine Zhuang left in a hurry after she finished speaking. She had to write a letter to her father. Did she rush this matter too much?

Song Yunzhao looked at Concubine Zhuang's leaving back, with the smile on his face still, he lifted the corner of his skirt out of the stone pavilion, and walked towards her Wangyou Palace.

***

Tai Chi Palace.

In front of Feng Yi was a thick stack of books and official documents related to floods over the years. He flipped through them one by one, his expression getting more and more serious.

Before he ascended the throne, he was just the most inconspicuous and unfavored prince, and he only learned some useless things to cultivate his sentiments when he was studying in the palace. Homework, learn the strategy of governing the country. And he can only study more in private by himself, where there will be any famous teacher to teach him.

Since he ascended the throne, the courtiers have dominated the government and only wanted to fool him, so how could they tell him the tricks in these things, wishing he didn't understand anything. He became an emperor as a blank prince, he had to learn everything, he had to do everything, and he had to compete with courtiers. In just a few years, even though he worked very hard, he still had a lot to learn.

He knows that water control is difficult, that rivers are often diverted, that dams built will be washed away, and that all disaster relief money will not be spent on the victims, but he never expected that there will be so many ways to rebuild after the disaster.

The sky was getting darker and darker, the Tai Chi Palace was brightly lit, but the emperor's heart felt like falling into hell, he still had too much to learn.

Thinking of this, Feng Yi's mood became very irritable, he stood up abruptly and walked out.

When Meng Jiuchang was not there, Zhang Maoquan immediately pushed Xu Sixi aside to follow him. Xu Sixi was staggered and nearly fell down. When he stood still, the emperor walked away, and he was so angry that he almost cursed. Zhang Maoquan was becoming more and more inhuman.

Zhang Maoquan felt keenly that the emperor was in a bad mood, he followed carefully, and waited for the emperor's footsteps to slow down, then he looked in this direction, hey, isn't this the way to Wangyou Palace?

Standing at the intersection, Feng Yi's mind gradually calmed down as the wind blows.

Looking up at the starry sky, the night is full of stars, the starry sky is so shining, but his road ahead is dark.

Everyone said that it is good to be an emperor, and you will know whether it is good or not if you really sit on this throne.

Seeing that the emperor would not leave, Zhang Maoquan turned his mind and stepped forward slightly, and said softly: "Your Majesty, if Empress Jieyu knows that you are going to visit her now, she will be very happy."

Feng Yi glanced at Zhang Maoquan. Zhang Maoquan lowered his head and dared not lift it up, but he was very nervous. Seeing the emperor raised his foot, he finally calmed down.

Song Yunzhao just finished his dinner and rinsed his mouth when he heard the sound of the emperor arriving, so he hurriedly spit out mouthwash to wipe the corners of his lips and hurried out to meet him.

When Song Yunzhao came out of the palace, she saw the emperor standing with his hands behind his back, with his back to the moonlight, he couldn't see his face clearly, but there was a repressed look all over his body, her heart sank slightly.

"The courtiers and concubines pay homage to the emperor." Song Yunzhao stepped forward to pay respects.

"Get up." Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao, only to see that she was only wearing a simple long skirt with narrow sleeves, and even her hair was tied up with jade hairpins. Looks like he tidied up by himself.

Seeing Song Yunzhao like this, Feng Yi felt a little relieved, and stretched out his hand to help Song Yunzhao up.

Song Yunzhao seized the emperor's hand and got up, and didn't let go. Instead, he took the initiative to hold his fingers, looked up at him and asked with concern: "The emperor is here now, can I have dinner?"

Although she was asking the emperor, her eyes were on Zhang Maoquan.

Zhang Maoquan shuddered, and immediately stepped forward and said: "Return to the master, the emperor came to visit the master after finishing his official duties."

Song Yunzhao immediately showed a happy expression, and said to the emperor, "Even if the emperor wants to see his concubines, he must take care of himself first." He didn't give the emperor a chance to speak, and immediately ordered the palace servants to go The imperial dining room passed on the meal, "Let the dining room add another bowl of cold noodles. It's just right to eat this hot day."

Song Yunzhao's voice was clear and crisp, with a joyful smile, and his eyes were as bright as stars in the sky. Seeing her like this, Feng Yi couldn't help feeling a little more relaxed.

Song Yunzhao grabbed the emperor with his backhand and sat down on the rattan chair in the courtyard, Xiangxue took the carnation and lit incense around to drive away the mosquitoes.

Song Yunzhao's wicker chair was specially made as a double seat, and the two of them sat close together, which not only shortened the distance but also seemed extraordinarily intimate.

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