Who Cares

After Ye Zhen walked slowly into the palace, he was helped by Emperor Sheng Yuan before he could salute, and said warmly, "It's cold day, you don't stay in the Ganquan Palace. Why do you come out? Be careful of the cold."

Ye Zhen waved his hand and was about to say a few words, but suddenly coughed, his pale cheeks were stained with crimson, and he looked pitiful. Emperor Shengyuan hurriedly pulled her onto the couch and ordered Baifu to add another brazier. After coughing for a long time, Ye Zhen finally took his breath, saw the box placed at his feet, and smiled, "Your Majesty, are you reading a book? The candlelight is dim at night, which is not good for your eyes. Don't be like a concubine to help you read a few paragraphs. ."

"You are afraid that the candle fire will hurt my eyes, so you are not afraid of hurting your own eyes? Besides, you have just coughed for a while, and you should protect your throat." Emperor Sheng Yuan took the cloak from Bai Fu and put it on Ye Hao's shoulders, again Tuck a heater into her arms.

Under the meticulous care of this person, Ye Zhen's heart was as sweet as drunk honey, and the more his voice softened, "Your Majesty reads the memorial all day, and his eyes are very tired. It's time to study, so that your brain becomes active. Don't worry, your majesty, if your concubine's voice is unwell, she will stop."

Emperor Shengyuan pityed her for her weak body and worried about her. It would also be helpful to find something to do for her, so he handed over the "Bamboo Book Chronicles" at hand, "Well, just read these two pages. If you think about it in the daily life, Feeling depressed, you can call your mother into the palace to talk, don't just lie down and think."

"Your Majesty Xie is compassionate." Ye Zhen smiled extremely sweetly. After receiving the book, he looked at it and said in surprise, "What kind of book is this? I have never heard of it."

"A history book is relatively remote." If Guan Suyi didn't mention it, Emperor Sheng Yuan didn't know that there was such a history book. If he wants to delve into history, the Chinese scholars around him would only recommend Shangshu or Shiji, as if these two books are orthodox.

"Why doesn't Your Majesty read "Historical Records"?" Ye Zhen only mentioned it casually, and soon turned the pages of the book to read, "Yao's last year, the decline, was imprisoned by Shun..." After only a short paragraph, she shook her head and laughed. , "Your Majesty, it's no wonder that this history book is so remote, it was originally a distorted history."

"How do you know it distorted history? What is the real history, who can tell?" Shengyuan Emperor asked in a deep voice.

"This is the first time that a concubine has seen such a comment in a history book. In the ancient times, resources were scarce and life was difficult. From the common people to the chief, they all had to slash and burn and drink blood to survive. What's more, the chief also needs to lead by example and take the lead. , Life is even more difficult. The harvested food and the prey are evenly distributed according to the population, and no one will have more or less. Therefore, the world only knows that it is public, and it is not private. Therefore, The system of renunciation came into being. The "Historical Records of the Five Emperors" stated:'The Ming and Virtue in the world all began from Emperor Yu.' This shows that in the ancient times, there were few disputes and ethical governance, and such a reputation for the ages was slandered as unbearable. It’s really annoying and hateful.” Ye Hao put down the book and sighed, “Your Majesty, historians’ pens are different from ordinary scribes. The cognition of posterity."

The Emperor Sheng Yuan determined to look at her for a long while, and smiled, "It's no wonder that in Liaodong, the generals in the army praised you as the number one talented woman in the Central Plains, and you really have an extraordinary experience."

Ye Zhen waved his hands again and again to express himself, put the "Zhu Shu Ji Nian" into the box, and took out another "Shang Shu" to read. When she thought about it, her Majesty advocating Confucianism would definitely favor Kong Sheng's works more, and she could also make comments and show off her talents while reading. Wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone? These days, she hasn't been idle at all, as long as the books related to Confucianism have been thoroughly studied over and over again, she is not afraid of having nothing to talk with her Majesty. Talking and talking, maybe you can stay in Weiyang Palace and truly become your majesty's woman.

However, she imagined it very beautifully, but the reality was just the opposite. After only a quarter of an hour, Emperor Sheng Yuan waved his hand and said, "I'm tired, go down." The words fell with his hand, and his face was sleepy.

Ye Zhen's breathing was stagnant, his expression changed in shock, but he returned to normal in just an instant, and he stood up and said goodbye. Walking a long way out, she was still rebuilding the meeting in Weiyang Palace in her mind. She broke every word she had said apart and shattered it. After careful consideration, she didn't find the mistakes, so she was relieved. .

At the same time, Emperor Sheng Yuan picked up the "Bamboo Book Chronicles" she had dropped, turned to the previous page, and smiled inexplicably.

Bai Fu saw that his majesty never called concubines, even Ye Jieyu, the most beloved one, could not stay overnight. Seeing that he was twenty-seven and eighty-eight, standing close but without heirs, he couldn't help being a little anxious, but he didn't dare to persuade him. Euphemistically said, "Ye Jieyu deserves to be the number one talented woman in the Central Plains. The slaves just didn't understand a word of what she said. Counting all over the palace, only she can chat with your Majesty and solve the lack. It saves you from overwork and hurting your body."

Emperor Sheng Yuan turned a page and said in deep thought, "Central Plains culture is extensive and profound, even in the slang of the market, it also reveals a lot of mysterious and mysterious life wisdom. What does one say? A bucket of water, half a bucket of water..."

Bai Fu said with a smile, "My Majesty, "A bucket of water won't make a sound, half a bucket of water will jingle"."

Emperor Shengyuan nodded and said, "It's exactly this sentence." At the end, there was no other words.

Bai Fu waited for a long time and didn't wait for the follow-up. He couldn't help but look up, and saw that his majesty was focused, his face was cold, and there was no sign of being pleased. Only then did he realize later that the slang phrase was actually cryptic. He mocked Ye Jieyu for being a half-witted woman.

Bai Fu quietly wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, wondering if he wanted to go wrong? How could the emperor look down on Ye Jieyu? In the palace, only Ye Jieyu had the most beautiful appearance, the most talented, gentle and gentle temperament, and a blue heart. If the emperor couldn't even look down on her, who else would he like?

While speculating wildly, I heard a lazy voice from above, "Back then, my Jiuli tribe was defeated by the Huaxia tribe. All the tribesmen were imprisoned as slaves. They shed blood and sweat only to survive, and the food grown by our tribe was brought. The prey is used to enshrine the leaders of the Chinese tribe. I don’t know the history of the Han people, but I know the history of the Jiuli. Slaves have been produced since ancient times. How can the tribe leaders have the most slaves, so how can they work on their own? To save some money, the first thing that comes to mind is to buy a slave as a livestock servitude. The so-called “knowing only for the public but not for the private” has been a joke since ancient times, but some historians use their own ideas to forcibly distort history and treat the ugly Cover up, and get rid of the rotten ones, leaving only what they think is beautiful. The word "winners and losers" is made aptly. History is often compiled by victors, and losers become thieves, bandits, and guilty of death. "

Bai Funane didn't dare to speak, and the cold sweat that had just been wiped off came out again eagerly. No wonder your Majesty would ridicule Ye Jieyu, it was her words that stabbed your majesty's soreness. Just as the hall fell into a deadly silence, there was a burst of light laughter from the top, "What I said to you, you can't understand you. I want to find out the works of the Zuo family. ."

"The Zuo family?" Bai Fu was frightened just now, his mind couldn't turn around.

"Zuo Boxiong the Zuo clan." Emperor Sheng Yuan's tone was slightly impatient.

"Ah, Zuo! Zuo from a family of historians!" Bai Fu suddenly realized that he rummaged in the box with his **** pouting.

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Guan Suyi returned to the Hou Mansion to catch dinner. Mingfang set the dishes and said mysteriously, "Miss, just as you left the mansion, Liu came on the back foot. First, I went to see the young master’s injury, crying. One scene, and then he took Hou Ye aside to talk. The slave girl did not dare to come close, Ying Ying Chuo Chuo heard a few words, say something like'auntie','concubine','dowry','don't worry', etc. Miss, is the Ye family Want to send a daughter in as a concubine for Master Hou?"

Mingfang is not stupid, on the contrary, she is too smart, so her heart will become bigger and bigger. Guan Suyi glanced at her appreciatively, and smiled, "If you take a concubine, you can take it, and I will accept it all."

Ming Fang looked shocked, and was waiting for persuasion, but heard the little maid's general voice from outside, saying that it was Lord Hou and the eldest lady who were here, and wanted to have a meal with his wife. Guan Suyi hurriedly asked Mingfang to go to the kitchen to pass a few more dishes, and repeatedly told him to make a pot of soup.

Mingfang couldn't, so she had to go away full of thoughts.

The dishes were quickly prepared, and the three of them appeared in harmony and tried to persuade each other to eat. After a long talk, Zhao Luli came to the point, "Listening to my mother, she has given you the dowry left by Zhen...'s deceased wife? Xi'er is about to discuss her marriage, why don't you give the dowry to you? She, so she can practice her hands as soon as possible."

Of course it can be handed over to Zhao Chunxi, but it can't be too straightforward, lest Zhao Chunxi's mismanagement will come and cry for her to help in the future. How to deal with this dowry, Guan Suyi had a charter in her heart, so she smiled, "The dowry belongs to Xi'er, so she should take care of it herself. But my mother left it to me to take care of it, and it was also a performance of trusting me. If something goes wrong, I can’t tell you about 10,000 mouths. I can give Xi'er the dowry list first. If she is not at ease, she can take someone to the warehouse for inspection now. However, before the official handover, I I have to take the liberty to ask, can she do arithmetic, check accounts, check accounts, and personnel scheduling? Can she know how to inspect the quality of goods, measure the price difference of goods in various places, and estimate the profit and loss?"

Zhao Luli didn't understand him, let alone his daughter? Treating this child who is eight parts like Ye Zhen, he can say that he devoted everything he could to cultivate according to Ye Zhen's model. Therefore, when he was thirteen years old, he only knew piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and knew nothing about common affairs. His cheeks flushed and his eyes wandered, making him unspeakable for a while.

Zhao Chunxi was not convinced, and was about to refute, when Guan Suyi brought out an exquisite little abacus, and slowly said, "One plus one, plus two, plus three, up to ninety-nine, you can figure it out for me. . Forget it, I immediately asked people to carry the dowry to your yard, and the wrong was added. Starting today, you will follow me to learn about management and donation. This dowry list, the old lady has a copy, your family should There is one copy, and now I will copy three more copies, and we will have one copy. So you can rest assured that I will not take any advantage of your Ye family."

Zhao Luli was embarrassed by her frank remarks, and hurriedly explained, "Madam misunderstood..." while Zhao Chunxi shook his abacus, her fingertips trembling.

Guan Suyi raised her hand to interrupt the other party, with a very cautious tone, "Don't secretly blame me for'serving the abdomen of a gentleman with a villain'. I am not a villain, but I am afraid of being misunderstood, especially the dowry of Mrs. Mo. This kind of terrible misunderstanding. I’m a follower, I’m already struggling, and if I make a mistake, I’ll be criticized and discredit the Hou Mansion and the Guan family. Guan’s family is now a world teacher, a model of morality, and Bai Bi is flawless. , There is no room for defilement, and because of this, I care more about my words and deeds than you, and I understand the principles of self-denial and courtesy, and being kind to others."

Zhao Luli became more ashamed and couldn't even lift his head.

Guan Suyi didn't look at him, and clicked on the desktop, and said in a low voice, "Let's start counting."

Zhao Chunxi deeply felt that every time he came to see Guan Suyi, he was humiliating himself, and he was determined to make enough preparations next time.