Chapter 10 Chapter 10 Old Sword

The days are still passing slowly like this, winter goes and spring comes again, the cycle of time goes back and forth, silently.Inadvertently, the begonias are deep red, which is the early spring when the wind is calm and the clouds are light.Oh, another good year.The indifference this time is different from the past, and Ruyi gradually realizes that Yongzheng's stay in Yikun Palace is getting shorter and shorter.Except for going to the study room, and learning how to ride and shoot, most of the rest of the time, he stayed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, accompanying the emperor, practicing literature and martial arts.

This was a good thing, but now it made her feel terrified. Yong Xin's silent departure seems to be unintentional, but it is done step by step. Occasionally, when Yongzhen came back and saw the withered winter jasmine branches in the jade bottle, he would chuckle: "Emperor Niang, the peonies, cloves, and magnolias in the imperial garden have all bloomed, and my son has broken new ones. Don't keep these withered flower branches." Ruyi squeezed his round face, and said with a smile: "Although Yingchun is withered, what Huang Erniang wants to keep is your heart. By the way, what did Huang Ama keep you in the Hall of Mental Cultivation recently?"

Yongzhen yawned and held back, "Huang Ama invited new masters and Wenda to teach her son riding and archery and Manchu characters. But Queen Mother, I'm so tired. I don't get enough sleep every day. .” Ruyi felt distressed, but couldn't persuade her, so she said: "My good boy, do your best. If you can't, then tell Huang Ama." Yongzhen shook his head timidly, "Mother Huang, my son doesn't dare. My son is afraid that Huang Ama will be disappointed." He clenched his fist, "My son will work hard to learn well." Ruyi hugged him, silent. Soon, Ling Yunche and the little eunuchs came again and led Yongzhen back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.Ruyi has no choice but to lean on the door and watch Yongzhen go away.

Rong Pei came in and said: "Empress Empress, in ten days or so it will be the death taboo of Empress Xiaoxian. The palace presides over the sacrifice, can you go?" Ruyi said slowly: "Go naturally. If you don't go, it will be another crime of jealousy." Rong Pei nodded: "That's fine. Just now, the servant girl went to the House of Internal Affairs to fetch the curtains to be changed in spring. It's rare to see Concubine Wan and Concubine Ling going in and out of Changchun Palace." Ruyi frowned slightly, "Concubine Wan is a kind person, but she doesn't hang out with Concubine Ling very much, why did they go to Changchun Palace together?"

Rong Pei said: "Perhaps the noble concubine will assist the sixth palace, and this year's sacrifice to Empress Xiaoxian will be done more beautifully." This doubt was resolved when Hai Lan came to visit her a few days later.Hailan was also quite surprised, and said: "Sister, do you know? These days, she is not the concubine Ling nor the concubine Rong, but the concubine Wan. She has been in the palace for decades, but she has never been favored like this. Everyone It is said that she has been in contact with Concubine Ling several times, and she has won the emperor's favor, it must be because Concubine Ling has mentioned Concubine Wan a lot in front of the emperor."

Ruyi saw that she was smiling clearly, with a sense of playfulness, and said, "You don't believe it either, do you?" Hailan covered her sleeves and said, "It was Yongqi who noticed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation carefully that the death day of Empress Xiaoxian was approaching. Concubine Wan compiled and transcribed the emperor's poems mourning Empress Xiaoxian for many years, and collected them into a book. A copy is given to the Heart Palace and Changchun Palace." "Then now, it's common practice in the palace to chase after Empress Xiaoxian, hoping to get the same attention as Concubine Wan. It's just Concubine Wan, doesn't it seem like someone who can use such a brain?"

Hai Lan sighed: "Why are you being so smart, Your Majesty? It was indeed the imperial concubine Ling who instructed me. But do you think that the imperial concubine Ling is so painstaking and lonely, just to win the favor of the concubine for a few nights?" "Concubine Wan is meek and weak, and she yearns for the emperor's love and mercy. Her life is considered lonely. The imperial concubine naturally understands what she wants. The palace misses the kindness of the empress Xiaoxian, so it is natural to use my palace and empress Xiaoxian for everything." In comparison, this empress of this palace has already fallen out of favor, so she has no place to stand on." She paused, "It seems that the concubine has experienced a lot of hardships in the world."

Hailan snorted softly, disapprovingly, "A queen is a queen after all, even if there are many in front of her, a dead person cannot be resurrected. As long as my sister is alive, no one can take your back seat." Ruyi was slightly disappointed, "Really? Death can certainly take away the queen, but so can the emperor's Qingqi. You have to forget, isn't Shunzhi's Queen Borzigit just demoted to Concubine Jing? " Deep pain flashed in Hai Lan's eyes, and she hurriedly covered her mouth, "Sister, don't talk nonsense." It doesn't matter if you don't say it, the facts are in front of you, you can't pretend to be blind and deaf, and live in a daze.

The poems written by Concubine Wan timely evoked the emperor's yearning for Empress Xiaoxian, and even the concubines in the palace praised the deceased Lang Ye endlessly.Because of Ruyi's shortcomings, her ignorance of thrift, her incomprehension, her jealousy and hatred, Empress Xiaoxian's rebellious gentleness has become the emperor's great memory and memory.In addition to the usual kindness to the Fucha family, Fu Heng's fortune has risen, the eyes of the nephew of Empress Xiaoxian have increased, and the Jin nobles who are also the Fucha family have also been promoted to Jin concubines.But when he had nothing to do, the emperor often went to the Changchun Palace to see things and think about others.

This seems to have become a habit.Even Hejing Princess Gui Ning sighed, "If Erniang enjoyed such deep affection when she was alive, it can be said that she will have no regrets in this life." That being said, Ruyi is still a queen after all.Lost authority and favor, the name is still there. The day before the Silkworm Day, according to the example of previous years, Ruyi would naturally lead the concubines of the Six Palaces to kiss silkworms, to show the importance of agriculture and mulberry in the world.So she had to come to the emperor's palace and tell him about the matters to be done at the silkworm kissing ceremony tomorrow.This is a routine, and she just followed the routine, and she didn't need to face him for a long time.

But when he stepped up the steps of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he realized that the emperor was not there.The little eunuch who was waiting was very respectful, and told her that the emperor would return soon, and asked the queen to wait patiently. It seemed that there was no reason to leave, and she did not intend to save the emperor's face too much, so she pushed open the palace door and sat quietly in the warm pavilion to wait. The spring sun is warm and thin, the color of melted honey.If you look at it for a long time, you will feel intoxicated.Sitting in the warm pavilion, she looked at everything that she was familiar with every day, and she felt as if it was a lifetime away.The boxwood flower shelf was moved an inch to the south, the books on the red sandalwood bookshelf were changed again, and the white jade Hetian flower vase was replaced by a purple jade double moon pendant bead vase. There is also a stack of newly transcribed manuscripts. Ruyi flipped it over, her eyes fixed on it, and she couldn't move her eyes away.She recognized that it was Wanbi's handwriting, transcribing the emperor's poems.But every song, every line, every word on it is about another woman's affection. The sun slanted westward inch by inch.Ruyi was sitting in the warm pavilion, quietly flipping through the pages, feeling drenched in the cold.What flowed through the fingertips was the emperor's affection. She has always known his guilt, his longing, and his love for marriage.But I don't want to, the thin affection when that person was there, after time and gentle fermentation, it has become a deep memory, which can no longer be melted away. "The mausoleum is coming, it's too hypocritical not to come. I'm also over half a hundred years old, and you know that there is no life in the world of life." She smiled slightly.Reminds me of the old poems about the new zither and the old sword. "It doesn't mean that the new piano will not be able to catch up in the end, but the old sword will be the same for a long time." Even she herself didn't expect that the moment she saw this volume of deep friendship, the sadness in her heart was like a hundred feet of ice, and she could only let herself fall, fall, and fall into the bottomless abyss.She could still laugh. It turned out that the saddest moment was no longer at this moment.It was his indifference and alienation after Yongjing's death, and his disgust and resistance after Xiangjian was no longer able to have children, that made her get used to this kind of great sorrow and boundless sadness, and she could still sink in spite of the pain in her heart. Breathing slowly, I read it word for word. I can't bear to watch it, I can't help but not to watch it. The words are clear, even if I have heard it before, but I have been unwilling to listen to it, and I have been unwilling to read it, until now it has turned into ashes falling in the eyes, burning painfully.In fact, it wasn't until after Jin Yuyan's death that Ruyi felt ashamed and remorseful, and thought she was ridiculous. She had fought with Fucha Langya for half a lifetime, and later she didn't even know who she fell into. By the time I understand it, half my life has passed. As a result, Lang Ye became a wounded flower in the emperor's heart, full of blood, blooming in full bloom.Her whole life, when she was alive, was never so deeply engraved in her heart as after she died. Lang Ye, she finally got her wish. The person who asked her to see these must be very disappointed.How much that person wanted to see his anger and tears. And she was able to laugh, laughing so sadly that she wanted to cry, but she didn't have a single tear. It turns out that a person who is extremely sad can have no tears.And this kind of sadness, again and again, again and again.If Zhen Si burst into tears, shouting at the sky and grabbing the ground, I'm afraid it would not be enough to turn a pair of eyes into a fountain of tears. Ruyi finally finished reading the last word, from the well-known "Shu Bei Fu" to many fragments that even she never knew, mourning the death in green.She could hear her breathing, which was thin, long, soft, intermittent. When she raised her head, she was shocked to see that azure black robe with bat pattern, which hurt her eyes. She didn't realize when he came in.She didn't dare to think about what kind of expression he used to look at her and see her husband's deep affection for another woman. The upbringing of etiquette for many years is more obedient and natural than her mind.Ruyi got up and saluted like a ritual. There was no clue in the emperor's tone, and his expression was as cold as ice.But these days, when he saw her by chance, she had such a face, which was quite normal. Li Yu's face turned pale with fright.About the time he came in, the emperor forbade him to make a sound.The emperor sat down, took a sip of the tea offered by Li Yu, frowned and said, "Why do I think of using maple dew tea today. The golden thread spring buds that Ling Guifei picked for me are very good, let's change to that." She could understand what the emperor meant, she picked Fenglu tea and put it in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.Li Yu poured this tea just to let the emperor think about her previous thoughts. The meaning couldn't be more clear.Embarrassed, Li Yu quickly retreated.But she was not embarrassed, and blessed, "The concubine resigns." The emperor looked at her, "Your rules were taught by Empress Xiaoxian when she was alive. Now that Empress Xiaoxian is gone, are you still so ignorant?" Ruyi bowed her body, her face was impeccably meek, "The concubine knows that the emperor went to the Changchun Palace to commemorate Empress Xiaoxian, and he thought about others when he saw things. It happened that there was a newly transcribed imperial poem by the emperor in the warm pavilion. The words are blood and tears. The ministers and concubines take a closer look and think about why Empress Xiaoxian was so loved by the emperor in the past, and it can also be encouraged." The emperor looked at her, his eyes were lightning flashes in the cold rainy night, bright sharp edges, "When Empress Xiaoxian was here, she was gentle and docile, never dared to fight against the enemy, nor would she be jealous, let alone make such sarcasm. After all, you are born and educated, not as rich as the Fucha family." She raised her eyebrows, and the indigo color that she had carefully painted was a crescent moon hanging high, coldly hanging in the cold and dark blue sky, "The concubine is so inferior, the emperor loves her, and he wants to be the successor, it is really a wrong love." The emperor didn't say a word, looked at her coldly, flipped through the poems casually, and said slowly: "Concubine Wan has never been silent, it's rare to have such thoughts, and I can collect the words and phrases that I remember about Empress Xiaoxian. When I look at it myself, I am ashamed and moved." Ruyi stared at her eyes, concealing the broken pain like fine lines under a flat tone, "Yes. Not only the emperor, but also the concubines were very moved by seeing it. Over the years, whenever the emperor passed Jinan, he would go around the city and refused. I went to the city only because Empress Xiaoxian died of illness in Jinan. The relics of Empress Xiaoxian are all left in the Changchun Palace, and no table or chair has been touched for so many years. The flannel pouch made by Empress Xiaoxian herself is also offered in the palace. She also loves Princess Hejing more than usual and benefits her forehead. If it weren't for Wanfei's intentions, even though the concubines knew that the emperor often mourned the death, they didn't intend to do so. so much." Hearing her eloquence, the emperor didn't even have the slightest ripple in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes flew up, and said jokingly: "The empress is really virtuous, and she doesn't have the slightest bit of jealousy." Ruyi's lips are the residual red that has faded in late spring, a light crimson color, and she is very calm, "The emperor once accused his concubines of being jealous of Rong Bin, and their concubines were taught. As for Empress Xiaoxian, it was the emperor who made his wife, and the emperor loves her deeply." How much is human nature, would a concubine compete bitterly with a deceased person?" The emperor's tone was a little softer, "Ruyi, these poems, I don't mean you are bad." "The concubine knows the shortcomings of the concubine." She smiled darkly, "Your Majesty, the concubine is really relieved to see your deep affection for Empress Xiaoxian. When the concubine dies and dies yesterday, the emperor may Don't even bother with your concubine." The emperor's face was a little ugly, it was cloudy and chaotic, "You mean, I never cherished Empress Xiaoxian well, and only remembered her after she died, and I paid for it by mistake?" Her smile was a faint cloud shadow, "The emperor misunderstood. The concubine said it, but it's just comfort. It's great that everything is empty in life, and all troubles disappear." The sun is clean, the sun is beautiful and the wind is soft.The sun is like gold, and the willow shade is light green.The early cherry blossoms in the garden are blooming just right, and two or three branches are folded and kept in an ancient lotus-patterned green glaze bottle. Bunches of delicate and beautiful light pink, like fluffy clouds, move people's hearts.The cherry blossoms were freshly broken, stained with Kusama thin dew, and they were placed in the hall quietly, only to feel the pink clouds rub into their eyes, when they looked at each other, only he and her were cold.Laughter is also cold, and silence is also cold; words are cold, and speechlessness is also cold.I can't find a trace of warmth. What about the love and dependence, expectation and longing that are deeply rooted in the memory?Everything she has in her life is closely related to the man in front of her, but she doesn't want to, at this moment, looking at him, she will also feel chills suddenly. Hearing her indifference and indifference, the emperor shook his head slightly, "Ruyi, these days when I neglected you, you have become much more transparent. But you don't even have the emotions a woman should have towards me? I recall how fiercely you spoke to me and Concubine Rong that day in Baoyue Tower." Ruyi couldn't believe her ears, and laughed out loud.She stared at him deeply, "Then what should I do? Acting like a baby, being jealous, jealous, or noisy? I don't know what is right and what is wrong. If the emperor expects his concubine to be jealous and sad, Then why did you scold the concubine for being jealous and hurting Concubine Rong that day? If the emperor wants the concubine to maintain the tolerance and tolerance that the queen should have, what kind of emotion do you want to see on the concubine's face? No matter what the concubine does, it cannot Fulfill your wish. Since it's all wrong, the concubine just accept it." The emperor said slowly word by word: "Ruyi, I am already old. The older I get, the more I miss the gentleness and forbearance of Queen Xiaoxian. Ruyi, your sharpness is too sharp. Why can't you be like Queen Xiaoxian?" ? When I am displeased and angry, Empress Xiaoxian is extraordinarily docile and peaceful, but do you have to say something that hurts me?" "If there is something, many people can't say it, dare not say it. The concubine also wanted to hold back, but she never learned it in her life. The concubine heard that the emperor often went to the Changchun Palace to see things and think about others, and mourned Empress Xiaoxian. The concubine just I feel that what’s the point of not treating her well and trusting her before I was alive, and thinking about her and regretting it behind me?” She bowed three times and solemnly said, “Your Majesty, I know your dissatisfaction. I also know that I am incompetent and responsible. As for the emperor, I don't know how to comply." She was wearing a thin light blue silk cotton flag dress, trimmed with jade-colored edges, and wrapped her body narrowly.Because I came to see the emperor, the embroidery pattern is also more solemn, embroidering thousands of branches and leaves, purple flat golden begonias, every flower, every petal, wrapped in gold and purple.On the Ruyi double flower button on her chest, she dropped an embroidered sachet, a heavy pendant adorned with white jade butterflies.Every ups and downs hit the chest heavily, dull and silent. Hearing her words, the emperor felt that the cold air in early spring was slowly soaking into his clothes, and he felt a suffocation in his chest, unable to vent. He held back his anger and said in a deep voice: "I have been living for many days, and I also feel that this child should be carefully disciplined. Yours She has always been awkward, so why not move Yongzheng to Concubine Yu to educate her, and she can learn Yongqi's seventy-eighth appearance. You should just meditate and think about your mistakes." That is the fate that will come sooner or later. However, Ruyi was still shocked, "Your Majesty, Yongzheng is the biological son of my concubine!" "So what?" The emperor's tone was as indifferent as smoke, "Concubine Ling still has a princess under Concubine Ying's knees, since you have to think about it, it's not convenient to take children with you." Contemptuously, "What? You will beg me?" He saw her dead, but she was just a girl, and all she got in her life was just to be attached to him.Her heart was throbbing, but what good would it do to be with such an ignorant mother-in-law.She bowed her knees, being gentle and courteous, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Concubine Yu and my concubine are like sisters, and Yong Xing is sent to Concubine Yu to be educated. In the future, I can also learn the benefits of Yong Qi and share the worries of the Emperor." After she finished speaking, she retreated hastily without stopping. She walked extremely fast, with the wind under her feet, suppressing the pain that was gradually pressing out of her heart with a decisive gesture. It's a great grief that Yongzhen can't be around, but instead of letting the child's eyes see the embarrassment of being neglected as a queen prematurely, and see the grinding of the cold world, it's better to send it to Hailan and get a point Quiet and at ease. Hovering in my mind is clearly the affectionate words written by the emperor over the years, so the sword is deeply affectionate, and she is just a new piano.Alas!Accompanying each other for so many years, emotions are gradually tormented by the years, and the dead have been eroded by wind and frost, all unpleasant memories have been eroded, and they have become a brand new and perfect person.As for himself, because he was alive and breathing, he had turned into an unsightly burnt butterfly, which was burned in his eyes and heart, making people disgusted.Then, why do you have to be obsessed, fall apart, and come to a situation where even living is a mistake. Such a thought, like a sharp green frost sword, pierced into her heart fiercely.Because it was too sharp and came too abruptly, even half of the blood stains were not seen.She could only let it stab like this, and when she pulled it out, blood would splatter.She knew that from the moment she saw that sentence, that sword would be difficult to pull out for life.Seeing her stumbling out like this, Rong Pei turned pale with fright, and hurriedly supported her, and didn't dare to ask any more questions. She was very tired, and whispered: "Go back to the palace." There is no place to find warmth, and there is no one to complain about such pain and shame, so I have to go back to the cold palace, even if I curl up and lick my wound, it is better than staying here for a while.No matter how long the steps are, there is always no end.The one who came to meet her was actually a beautiful concubine dressed in Chinese clothes, who got off the chariot and sedan chair. Concubine Wan felt ashamed when she saw Ruyi, and she didn't dare to avoid it, so she had to perform great courtesy, kneel down in front of the cold wind, and said sadly: "The empress is safe." A stream of blood rushed to his throat, making his throat sweet.It was this woman in front of her, this devoted woman, who put all these mourning works in front of her eyes, and asked her to see them. Taking a deep breath, she stood still, still exuding her usual gentle queen demeanor, and said calmly, "Get up!" Although it was the time when she was able to do so, she had a rare favor, but she was only dressed in a haze-colored Huayun satin and a beaded embroidered double-embracing Lanxuan robe.Such exquisitely embroidered clothes always feel overwhelming when they fall on her body, as if they can't support the skeleton of the material, which makes people feel pity timidly.The neckline and cuffs are rolled with water-blue edges, and dark red Chiba pomegranates are lit one after another. It is the joy and prosperity of early summer. The clusters are blooming, and they are ignited flames, burning straight into her. The bottom of my heart was almost burned to ashes. Ruyi looked at her seriously, "Very good. I heard that Empress Xiaoxian's death calamity is approaching, but you have thought of a very good way to show the Emperor and Empress Xiaoxian's deep kindness and righteousness." Hearing what she said, Wanbi had long since lost her backbone, and was even more timid, not daring to raise her head.Seeing that Ruyi's breath was deep, she seemed to hold back her resentment, and she was more compatible with Pei's flustered expression. She guessed it a little earlier, and hurriedly said: "My empress, forgive me." "Forgive me? What are you guilty of?" Her voice trembled slightly, and she quickly regained her solemn calm. "You just told me something that I have been deaf to and pretended not to see." She sighed in dismay. "It's not you, there are others, and sooner or later someone will force me to see the facts clearly and see that I am not as good as others." Concubine Wan took her by the sleeve, with a face full of confusion and uneasiness, Yiyi said: "Empress, my concubine knows that Empress Xiaoxian should not be invited to be favored. But, but..." She bit her lip, thinking that she was biting hard. It made a deep impression, "But the emperor never took a good look at Chenqie. Chenqie just wants the emperor to remember that there is such a person as Chenqie." I have to pity her affection, but it would be a pity if someone took advantage of her.Ruyi asked, "Who taught you?" "It's Concubine Ling, she pities the concubine, so she taught the concubine this method, and it really works, even Princess He Jing is full of praise." Concubine Wan looked at Ruyi timidly, she was so weak, she didn't know where to put her hands , burst into tears, "Empress, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." You have to be used by others to gain a foothold in the eyes of your loved one, but how long can you stand?Concubine Wan has already won the first place, but later generations are so smart, concubines like Jin have already published the poems of the emperor mourning the death of Empress Xiao Xian, and spread them all over the world.In the end, it was nothing more than making wedding clothes for others. Ruyi stared at her, sighed, and walked away. Wanpin is not a bad person.Even, she is a rare good person.Forbearance, gentleness, even love is deep and low-key, never hurt others easily.However, sometimes good people are not likable, and bad people are not necessarily annoying. In the place of concubine Wan, what she sees is silent and forbearing love, silent hope and watch, while in Xiangjian, there is trembling fear and struggle under the grand joy and longing.So what about her, her love, the love she once loved so deeply and obsessively and refused to let go, who did she give it to? It was that clear-eyed boy who would always be deep in her memory, calling her softly: "Qing Ying." Those were the best years in my life, I couldn't let go of them, I couldn't bear them, I couldn't forget them, but I couldn't go back. Ruyi was so silent that even Rong Pei couldn't see her.She thought about it again and again, but she still said: "Your Majesty, if the imperial concubine manipulates the concubine to please the emperor and princess Hejing, why don't you do nothing?" Ruyi looked at the gloomy weather outside the window, and said in a deep voice: "The current situation of this palace, if you rely on your own strength, you can't do anything, you go and invite Yuhu to come." Yuhu came very quickly, greeted Ruyi respectfully, and then said: "Before I come, I often heard Fu Jia say that although the Empress Dowager is no longer concerned about things, it is not good to see that the imperial concubine is enthroned. Hi. Sigh, speaking of it, the Empress Dowager in the past was too lenient and underestimated her, which led to this situation. The Empress Dowager mentioned it occasionally, and she regretted it very much." Ruyi nodded. Over the years, the relationship between the emperor and the empress dowager has eased a lot. In addition, the empress dowager almost ignored the affairs of the former court and the harem, and only cared for her life. The emperor even wanted to bridge the gap between mother and child in the past. With a heart of admiration, I do my best to support her with all the power of the world.In the morning and evening, the province is fixed, and the festival is greetings.Every birthday and Chongyang Festival, the treasures of the world are collected, and the Empress Dowager Yibo smiles.The Empress Dowager didn't know how to do everything in the world, so she became more and more quiet, concentrating on Buddhism and Taoism, and enjoying the happiness of her children and grandchildren.With such a balance, the relationship between mother and child becomes more honest.So even if the Queen Mother doesn't like Yan Wan, she will never take the initiative to speak out. Ruyi then said: "Among the many children, the emperor loves the princess the most. Because the empress Xiaoxian passed away early, the emperor always regrets it. But with such a noble status, it is not reasonable for the princess to always be close to the concubine. Please Aunt Yuhu understand the reason. After all, you are an old man in front of the emperor." Yu Hu hurriedly kowtowed, got up and left. Because Princess Hejing is a descendant, she always relies on her status and is reserved and noble, but she is very kind to Yuhu, an old man who has served the emperor for many years.He Jing ordered the maid to serve tea to Yuhu, and offered to sit down very politely.The two chatted for a long time, and He Jing gradually stopped talking and just sipped tea. After a while, He Jingfang asked: "Aunt Yuhu, are you serious about what you just said?" Yu Hu smiled knowingly: "Princess, if you don't believe me, you can check it out. The imperial concubine Ling was still a maid in the conservatory back then. Because she accidentally smashed a potted flower in the Changchun Palace, Empress Xiaoxian sent her to be taught by the imperial concubine Shujia. The imperial concubine is cruel and merciless, and she has been tortured all those years, do you think she hates the imperial concubine Shujia?" He Jing smiled, and said disdainfully: "Shujia's noble concubine's temperament has always offended her a lot, and she has few connections. She is so powerful, so the noble concubine naturally resents her very much. Will the noble concubine also hate her mother?" With a respectful face, Yu Hu bowed her body and said, "Princess has a deep understanding of the world and the world. You can understand the reason behind it." He Jing bowed his head in thought, fiddled with the inch-long gilt flower-wrapped armor on his little finger, and was silent for a moment. , just now with a stern look, "Yes. Even if the imperial concubine did not dare to resent Er Niang openly, it must not be the respect she said she had for Er Niang. She was deceiving me with sweet words back then, borrowing Er Niang's affection Get close to me. Aunt Yuhu, do you think so? It’s just why did auntie tell me this until today? It’s up to the imperial concubine to speak eloquently.” Yuhu sighed, looking in the direction of Changchun Palace from a distance, with an extremely respectful expression, “Empress Xiaoxian Thrifty and self-restraint, she is an example among women, and has won the respect of the emperor and everyone in the harem. Originally, the imperial concubine was only to be close to the princess, and the servants did not know it. But now the imperial concubine is the assistant to the sixth palace, and he also borrows the condolences written by the emperor to Empress Xiaoxian Poetry is making waves, taking the opportunity to suppress the queen, the slaves really think it is too much." The smile on He Jing's lips faded, she looked away, and said coldly: "Are you dissatisfied with the queen's grievance?" Yu Hu had a sincere expression on her face and said sincerely, "No. I have served the emperor for many years, and I don't like people who are behind the scenes, using dead people to invite favor and flatter, and exclude dissidents. Empress Xiaoxian is the princess's mother-in-law, and the princess can't bear to see it. After the death of Empress Xiaoxian, people used it as an excuse to fight for favor and profit, so there is no peace." He Jing raised his eyebrows, took a sip of tea, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "Then why didn't Auntie tell Huang Ama? What's the benefit to me?" Yu Hu was not ambiguous, and faced He Jing's doubts, she said: "In the eyes of ignorant people, these things may be thought to be done by the princess who is dissatisfied with the queen. Let the noble concubine instigate the concubine to use the filial queen to compete for favor, so as to sit To reap the benefits of being a fisherman makes people think that the princess is acting to alienate the empress, and the slaves are really worthless for the princess. Princess, you are the emperor's only daughter-in-law, you are unmatched in dignity, and you must not be stained with stigma or be implicated by others." He Jing let out a long sigh of relief: "I understand what you mean." Just now Yuhu got up to take her farewell.Looking at her figure with admiration, the shadow on his brows became more and more intense. Spring in the capital is dry and brittle, with catkins dancing in the sky, pink and white.Occasionally, there are sporadic rains, which reminded her of the continuous rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River in her childhood. When the weather was fine, Yongqi handled some simple government affairs for the emperor, and then went to Yanxi Palace to pay his respects.The courtyard was quiet and empty.The deep purple magnolia flowers bloom one after another, and the full calyx is full of spring light, exuding a refreshing fragrance, which rises from the quiet courtyard and falls into the elegant and quiet inner hall. From the hall on the east side, there is the sound of reading aloud, which is the voice of Yongzheng.Yong Qi didn't stay too long, she raised her foot and walked inside. Hailan sat alone under the window, embroidering something in the clear sky.She walked with needles, her long eyelashes left two wing-like shadows on her face, and her neck was bent into a beautiful arc. Yongqi's heart softened, this is his mother-in-law, the always quiet and gentle mother-in-law. Hailan was wearing a homely magnolia-colored brocade skirt printed with silver and golden bamboo leaf patterns, and a dark purple flowered pijia over her head.Although the workmanship is not difficult, the texture and tailoring are excellent.The head is tied with gold thread inlaid with sapphire flowers, and on the wrist is a pair of mutton fat white class carved plum blossom cloud crane Ruyi bracelets, which are exquisite and beautiful. Yongqi was very comforted, because she was proud of being in front of the emperor, and Erniang's situation was getting better and better. Although she was still not favored, no one dared to neglect her, and her food and clothing were all top-notch.Thinking about it this way, all the hard work and hard work on a daily basis has become a matter of course.He only hoped that his mother would be better off. So she walked over to pay her respects, Hailan saw her son coming, she supported her son overjoyed and said, "Look at you kid, you must have rushed here, your hair is all messed up." Yongqi saw that she was embroidering something carefully just now, and took a closer look. It was a stone blue satin embroidered leather jacket with eight lotus flowers and white foxes in winter. Each flower was embroidered with gold thread with multiple petals. lotus.He said: "What kind of embroidery is Er Niang doing? These meticulous work hurts the eyes, let the servants do it." Hai Lan said: "It belongs to your Empress Empress." Yongqi smiled and said, "My son knows. If it wasn't for the queen's mother, how could she be so concerned about it?" Hailan was depressed, "now that the Ministry of Internal Affairs is lazy, the collar of this dress is torn and refuses to mend it Rong Pei's embroidery work is not good, your empress's mother... your eyes are not very good recently, and you can't do it yourself." Yongqi hesitated for a moment, "I heard that it is common for the palace to follow the Xiaoxian empress, and the empress's mother It's an embarrassing situation. Even Yong Xin can't stay by my side." Hailan waved her hand, not wanting to say any more, and said to him, "Come on. Your hair is messed up, and Er Niang will comb it for you." Yongqi sat down obediently, and let Hailan loosen her hair and comb it carefully. Yong Qi closed her eyes, as if she was enjoying it.He whispered softly, as if he couldn't be sure and didn't dare to touch, and said in a low voice: "Emiang, does Huang Ama really love me?" Hailan's gestures were extremely gentle, and she brushed his hair for him, "Why do you ask that?" Yongqi's eyelids drooped, but the eyes under them turned uneasily, "Emiang, Huang Ama doesn't dote on you, why would he Do you love me? Is it because I am impeccable, or is it just Huang Ama's hope that he sees Yong Lian and Yong Cong grow up to become his ideal appearance." Hailan caressed his forehead, and said softly: "It is well known that your emperor Ama loves his son-in-law. What he longs for is that the son born to Empress Xiaoxian can grow up to inherit Emperor Zuo. It's a pity that Yonglian Both Yong Cong and Yong Cong are unlucky. But Yong Qi, don't bother with others, just strive for yourself." Yongqi rubbed her hands, "Huang Ama also loves Yongzhen very much, and even sent him to Yanxi Palace to be raised by Er Niang. My son understands that Empress Emiang has lost power, and Er Niang has nothing to do with the world, but it can give Yong Zhen some peace and stability." time." "Of course, if you continue the bond, and connect it again after the string is broken, your empress's mother, as the successor, will naturally give birth to Yongzheng as the son. It's a pity, even if it's a wife, it's better to continue the string. Your empress This is the mother's embarrassment. What's more, her family background is not as rich and honored as Queen Xiaoxian's, and there is no one behind her, and she is lonely." Hailan's entrustment is gentle and heavy, "Yongqi, you have grown up, and you are much older. Supporting your mother-in-law is the one who supports you." Yongqi opened her eyes slightly, and pondered for a moment, "What the mother said is true. Although the mother has offended Huang Ama, her status is safe. Besides, the mother still has Yongxi. , Yongzhen is the only son of the empress." "Aren't you the son of your empress?" Hailan sighed, "Ever since you were born, the empress has no favor. , only I know that’s all. If you don’t have your mother-in-law to raise you under her knees, she treats you as her own. There are so many children in the elder brother’s house that you can’t raise, and you may become one. So Yongqi, you must Be filial to your mother-in-law just like Yongzheng, and treat her as you would treat me." Yong Qi grabbed Hailan's hand and said in a deep voice, "I am the son of my mother, so of course I am filial to my mother. To my mother-in-law, I I also understand her kindness in my heart, and know what to do. Yongzhen..." He paused, "My son will also take good care of Yongzhen." Hailan was very relieved, and said softly: "Yongqi, Yongzhen's talent is mediocre, how about You were smart when you were young. But what you are born with can be made up for later. As an elder brother, you have to supervise him well." Yong Qi's eyes darkened slightly, and she nodded in agreement. Hailan wrapped the gilt coral and green pine horns in her hands around the braids she had put away, and said softly: "It's done." Yong Qi flipped it over and said with a smile: "Er Niang's braids are the best. Jiao is the best at combing hair, but not as dexterous as Erniang." Hailan looked at him with a smile from the corner of her eyes, "Yunjiao? Is that your new concubine Hu Shi?" Yongqi was very embarrassed, "What did Fujin tell Erniang? It was the girl who was given by the third sister's forehead when she was drinking outside. The kindness was hard to refuse, so the son had no choice but to accept it. Unexpectedly, she was a delicate and transparent girl, so the son took her in." The room is sealed." Hailan smiled, looking at her son with pity, "You often hang out with people outside, and you often give concubines as gifts. Er Niang would like to see what kind of outstanding person it is, You will become the person on your heart. It's just that the rules are here, the only daughters-in-law Er Niang can see are your Fujin and the side Fujin, who are not in the top class and cannot enter the palace." Yong Qi felt pity, " Yes. If it's not because of her status, even a side Fujin has wronged her." Hai Lan frowned slightly when she heard this, and said: "It's just a concubine, as long as you like it, don't favor too much, and hurt your Fujin's heart. You must also remember that such frivolous words are not allowed to be spoken again." Yongqi has thin skin and reddish face, Nuonuo agrees.Seeing her son like this, Hai Lan couldn't bear to say anything about him, she smiled softly, "It's rare to have someone you love, if you can extend your descendants, her future will naturally be indispensable." The mother and son were talking, it was dusk, Yong Qi rushed out of the palace and went back.他迎着最后一缕霞色步出延禧宫外，四下温柔的风夹杂着后宫女子特有的脂粉香气盈盈裹缠上来。永琪静静屏息，想念着指尖划过芸角面孔的滑腻。芸角的话犹自留在耳边，“五爷，您的前程是您自己的，谁都别想，谁都别管，顾着您自己才是对的。”