The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 508 Banquet 2
Under Zhao Yanxun's deliberate guidance, the atmosphere on the scene gradually became easy-going.

The officials congratulated Zhao Yanxun one after another, and the topic of conversation gradually became wider, like a pot of mishmash.

From poetry and songs to field affairs, to army building and political omissions, everyone put forward their own opinions.

Although it was not a formal occasion, Zhao Yanxun still paid attention to some of the questions that were raised, which was a surprise to him.

Of course, few people talk about unhappy things, and more people congratulate Zhao Yanxun.

But on the other side of the curtain, there is another scene.

Women should be more casual among themselves, these female relatives can leave the table and come to Xue Baoyun to talk.

"Your Majesty, the child is young and weak, you must pay more attention, and don't catch a cold..."

"That's right, now it's going to be winter, the empress needs to take care of her..."

"If you urinate, you must change the diaper as soon as possible to avoid a rash..."

Almost all the women are experienced and have unique experience in raising children. At this moment, they are all dedicated to Xue Baoyun.

Regarding this information, Xue Baoyun did not want to miss it at all, so she summoned several maids and asked them to remember it together.

But hearing these words, Huang Rongrong who was sitting beside her felt extremely boring.

So she got up quietly and came to Lin Jingyu's table on the other side.

It's really ironic to say that there are so many concubines among them, but none of them came to talk.

Even if there were, several people would come together and leave after simply saying a few words, as if it was a routine.

"Sister Lin, is it really as troublesome as they say to have a baby?"

Lin Jingyu knew that people were warm and cold, but she didn't care much about it, so at the moment when Huang Rongrong asked her, she could answer calmly.

Picking up an exquisite pastry, Lin Jingyu put it in front of Huang Rongrong, and said, "Of course it's troublesome. For example, I have to avoid a lot of mouthfuls now..."

"Do you still have to taboo?" Huang Rongrong was a little surprised.

"Not only do I have to avoid eating, but I'm also listless every day, and I have to vomit later, and it's hard to even walk with my stomach up!"

Seeing Huang Rongrong's frightened expression, Lin Jingyu couldn't help laughing, and seemed to be in a better mood.

The two laughed and said this, ignoring the noise of others, but they could be considered leisurely.

But around Xue Baojun, after reading those so-called "Child-rearing Scriptures", the direction of the topic also began to change.

To sum it up in two words, crying poor.

That's right, these officials and wives in Yuanyang talked about how difficult life was in their own family, and hoped that the palace could increase their salary.

Xue Baoyun is not stupid, she can seriously participate in chatting about internal affairs, but she will not talk nonsense about the previous court.

"Everyone has difficulties, and this palace is also considerate!"

"But now, who in the world is not in trouble?"

"Those small people in Shengdou work hard every day regardless of black and white, but they can only make ends meet!"

Picking up the teacup, Xue Baoyun smiled wryly and said, "It's hard for you, and so is the prince, so let's all... resign ourselves to it!"

The concubine talked about this point, and it was difficult for all the female relatives to continue talking.

"What the lady said is very true!"

Everyone toasted and drank together, and retreated to their seats after drinking the tea, but the scene did not appear deserted, after all, a group of women could not gather together.

Beside Xue Baojun, Hou Shiyun couldn't help but whispered: "Mother, they are really worthless!"

Xue Baojun said indifferently: "They all used to be well-clothed and well-fed, and now they have endured more than a year of hard life, and it is not bad to be able to speak now..."

It can be seen from this sentence that Xue Baoyun understands these officials and family members.

Hou Shiyun was a little dissatisfied and said: "If you want a long salary, you should let their own family members tell the prince in the court...but they came to find you, the empress, this is not causing trouble for the empress!"

Xue Baoyun just smiled, but didn't continue talking.

But Huang Rongrong suddenly said: "The people from the ceremony institute are here!"

At the moment in the center of the hall, the band members are ready, and the singing and dancing will begin soon.

Songs and dances are staged in Yuqiong Garden, everything is so peaceful and beautiful.

The banquet was also pushed to a climax amidst the sound of singing and dancing, and everyone was happy.

The whole banquet lasted for nearly half an hour.

Everyone returned home exhausted, and Zhao Yanxun gave everyone a half-day off, which meant that officials could go home today, provided that they finished their important business.

After the officials left, Zhao Yanxun returned to Yongfu Palace and was lying on Xue Baoyun's bed.

After a banquet, I didn't know how many words were said, which made Zhao Yanxun a little tired, of course, this was also his hypocrisy.

Inside the bedroom, Xue Baoyun was wringing out a hot towel, and there were only the two of them in the room.

Holding a hot towel, Xue Baojun walked to the side of the bed and carefully wiped Zhao Yanxun's face.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhao Yanxun enjoyed the faint scent in front of him.

"Is Aifei happy today?"

Looking at Zhao Yanxun who was talking with his eyes closed, Xue Baoyun said softly: "As long as the prince is happy, the concubine will be happy too!"

Suddenly, Xue Baoyun's hand was grabbed, and the back of her tender hand was rubbed by a big hand.

Xue Baoyun hadn't been intimate with Zhao Yanxun since she was pregnant, and the current situation made her feel like a deer bumping inside.

"My concubine said that well!"

Letting Zhao Yanxun hold his hands, Xue Baoyun continued: "My lord, at the banquet today... the ministers and concubines have heard a lot of bitterness!"

In fact, Xue Baoyun didn't need to say this sentence, but she still planned to mention it.

If things go smoothly, if you can seek some benefits for the officials, someone will always remember this kindness.

And if it fails, there is no loss to Xue Baoyun, it's just chatting between husband and wife right now.

At this moment, Zhao Yanxun opened his eyes, stared at Xue Baojun and asked, "What bitterness?"

"Those officials and family members said that it is difficult to live at home..."

Next, Xue Baoyun told Zhao Yanxun the bitterness of the officials and family members.

While talking, Xue Baoyun was still observing Zhao Yanxun's expression, but she didn't see anything.

When she finished speaking, the room was quiet for a few seconds, and Zhao Yanxun sat up from the bed.

Pulling Xue Baoyun to sit beside him, Zhao Yanxun asked with a smile: "They are pouring bitter water, how did Aifei tell them?"

Facing this question, Xue Baojun didn't panic, and replied in a leisurely manner: "The concubine told them that ordinary people work hard every day to get three meals a day..."

"Compared with the people who work all day, their life is already very comfortable!"

Seeing the smile on Zhao Yanxun's face again, Xue Baoyun knew that he was right.

Embracing Xue Baoyun's shoulders, Zhao Yanxun said with emotion: "My concubine, it's rare that you have such insight, but I have looked down upon you before!"

Leaning in Zhao Yanxun's arms, Xue Baoyun looked up and asked: "Then, will the prince increase their salaries or not?"

"This, let's talk about it later, Concubine Ai...you have something around your collar!"

"What?" Xue Baojun stretched out his hand to touch it.

But Zhao Yanxun took the first step and put his hand into her neckline.

(End of this chapter)