I'm really not the carpenter emperor

At this time, Concubine Liang stood up, took tea from a court lady, first presented it to Concubine Liu, and then sent it to Zhu Youxiao.

Zhu Youxiao glanced at her with a smile, and asked anxiously: "How about it, when will I add another dragon son?"

Concubine Liang sat there, a little at a loss when asked this question.

"The concubine has been blessed by His Majesty several times, but there is no sign of pregnancy, I'm afraid it's..."

Zhu Youxiao didn't speak, and Zhang Yan who was standing beside her covered her mouth and smiled, "Actually, these words are all a pretense, Concubine Liang's whole thoughts are on Her Majesty."

Tong Jing'er also said: "Yes, Concubine Liang complained to me many times, saying that His Majesty has not been to Xianfu Palace for several months."

Mrs. Wang hid next to Concubine Liu, blushing, so ashamed that she didn't even dare to look this way.

Zhu Youxiao laughed loudly, holding the teacup, moved his butt forward a few steps, forced her to hug Wang, let her lean on his left shoulder, and said:

"Alright then, I'll let you see how powerful I am tonight."

Afterwards, Zhu Youxiao looked at Concubine Liu again, and said with assurance: "Don't worry, Concubine, I will hit you with one blow tonight, and you must make Concubine Liang conceive an emperor's heir!"

Hearing this, Concubine Liu also smiled slightly.

At this time, several maids from Qixiang Palace came in a hurry, Wang Chengen, the eunuch of Li, rushed out to welcome them, and took some copybooks from them.

This is the result of Tong Jing'er's study in the past few days. Zhu Youxiao seemed a little excited, let go of Concubine Liang, and ordered people to let go to have a look.

Soon, Wang Chengen spread out several copybooks one by one, and everyone surrounded them.

Zhu Youxiao came to the table of the Eight Immortals, and saw more than a dozen pieces of white snow wave paper that North Korea paid tribute to, full of Xiaoli written by Tong Jinger.

Picking up one at random, Zhu Youxiao looked at it carefully.

After looking at one and picking up another, Zhu Youxiao's expression became a little surprised, and he praised again and again. After seeing one, he gave a good thumbs up, stopped leaning, put down the last piece of paper and said:

"I don't think your clerical script is so good. It seems that you have put in a lot of effort."

Zhang Yan followed Zhu Youxiao, looked down, and couldn't help saying: "Concubine Yu's family background is not very good, but these copybooks are indeed written with charm."

"I suddenly thought of a sentence, the ice of the broken jade pot, the moon of the rotten Yaotai, the graceful and fragrant trees, and the gentle breeze." Zhu Youxiao said, looked at Tong Jing'er again, and asked with a smile:

"Do you know where this came from?"

Tong Jing'er not only came from a low background, but also had no chance to come into contact with any books in the palace. Although she has been studying since she was canonized as an imperial concubine, her background is insufficient.

Zhu Youxiao said something casually, but of course she had never heard of it.

Seeing that Tong Jing'er had nothing to say back, Zhang Yan smiled and smoothed things over.

"Sister Yufei, Your Majesty is using Zhong Gong's famous line to praise Mrs. Wei's calligraphy to praise you. Why don't you salute and thank you?"

Tong Jing'er suddenly realized, and hurriedly bowed and said:

"Your Majesty is so optimistic about my concubine's calligraphy, how dare my concubine compare with Mrs. Wei's. From my concubine's point of view, your majesty's cursive script is superior to that of Duke Zhong..."

Zhu Youxiao laughed, but the words came back to him in a blink of an eye.

Immediately, he looked at Zhang Yan and said, "The empress understands the general situation, concubine Yu is courteous, concubine Liang is shy and soft, these are all taught by the concubine dowager well!"

"The Ming Dynasty was able to have such a stable harem as it is today, thanks to the concubine's contribution!"

Concubine Liu tried her best to refuse, Zhu Youxiao didn't say any more, first took a sip of tea, smacked her mouth a few times, then suddenly turned around and said:

"It's rare for me to be so elegant today, but I want to test the poetry of you three talented women. How about it, do you dare to accept it?"

The three women looked at each other and said at the same time:

"Your Majesty, please come up with a question."

Zhu Youxiao's eyes were full of brilliance, and he glanced at the rich and luxurious royal garden, looking at the screen inlaid with jewels for a while, and at the exquisitely carved rosewood tables and chairs for a while.

Finally, stay in the dark blue sky.

Seeing the pale golden crescent moon hanging far away in the sky, Zhu Youxiao suddenly said:

"Yes, you look up."

"I don't care whether you write poems or fight against each other, you must use this crescent moon as the content!"

Zhang Yan said with a smile: "Your Majesty really has unlimited rhymes?"

Zhu Youxiao looked at her, and suddenly had a new idea, and replied: "Since the queen is so confident, I can't take advantage of you. Concubine Liang and Concubine Yu are not limited to rhymes, but only the queen's Pingshui rhyme is eleven!"

Concubine Liu looked at Zhang Yan, smiled and said:

"Fortunately it's not a narrow rhyme."

Zhu Youxiao looked at Zhang Yan who was still full of confidence, and continued: "The queen's knowledge is better than that of Concubine Liang and Concubine Yu, and I will restrict the queen to start poems with the four characters of cloud, clear, wan, and know."

Zhang Yan glanced over and said:

"Your Majesty restricts the law so much, what kind of talented woman is really a concubine?"

Seeing that Zhu Youxiao smiled and said nothing, Zhang Yan felt a little mischievous, and asked again: "I dare to ask Your Majesty, is there any reward or punishment?"

Zhu Youxiao got up with his hands behind his back, leaning his back against the railing, and said:

"Of course there is."

"If Concubine Yu and Concubine Liang do well, I will reward each with a set of white jade tea sets from Xinuang Pavilion. If the Empress does well, I will reward you separately."

Having said that, Zhu Youxiao took a few steps closer and couldn't help whispering in her ear:

"But I also have ugly words before, if the queen does not do well this time, don't blame me for punishing you severely tonight."

When Zhang Yan heard this, a blush immediately appeared on her face.

Her hands were trembling a little, she drank two sips of tea, she seemed a little at a loss, when she saw the pastry on the table, she picked it up and handed a piece to Zhu Youxiao.

Zhu Youxiao deliberately didn't catch it with his hands, but just opened his mouth and waited for her to feed.

Zhang Yan glanced at this side in shame and anger, but there was nothing she could do, so she had to reach out to feed her.

But Zhu Youxiao froze again, instead of eating the pastry, he dropped the pastry to the ground with his tongue, and then bit her finger lightly.

Zhang Yan's whole body felt like an electric shock, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

"Ah, Your Majesty, it's broad daylight, and the concubine and two younger sisters are here...Your Majesty is a father and king...!"

"The queen's words are wrong. As a king, I am to all the people in the world. As a father, I am to the younger generation of the emperor's heirs. With you, I am just a husband."

Zhu Youxiao smiled, hugged Zhang Yan's slender waist with one hand, held a piece of pastry with chopsticks in the other hand, and fed it to Zhang Yan's mouth, and said softly in an uncompromising tone:

"Come on, open your mouth."

Chapter 441 The Fan family was sealed up by order

After Zhu Youxiao fed Zhang Yan, he let go of his hand and said, "Don't think that you can bribe my examiner with cakes, why don't you hurry up and write poems?"

Zhang Yan laughed dumbly, and asked:

"How can a concubine have the talent to write poetry in seven steps? Besides, Your Majesty is not a serious examiner..."

Zhu Youxiao leaned on the railing and said: "Who said that I am not a serious examiner, I have always been very serious in the court."

"All Jinshi in the world are my disciples. Didn't I have to personally write questions for the best students in the world in the previous imperial examinations?"

"Tell me, if I am not familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, how could I discover this major imperial examination case and decide it at one stroke?"

"Well, well, Your Majesty is amazing, and my concubine admires it." Zhang Yan rolled her eyes, raised her eyebrows, turned to look at the crescent moon in the sky, and immediately entered the state.

Zhu Youxiao enjoyed this kind of teasing, and he didn't think it was presumptuous at all.

Seeing Zhang Yanxiu's brows tightened, with a pensive look, Zhu Youxiao also leaned aside, and compared Concubine Yu and Concubine Liang with "shh" gestures, watching quietly.

Not long after, Zhang Yan's eyes lit up, and she whispered softly: "A hook on the slender moon in the clouds, hanging Taiye in the clear light at night; it's like treating a girl in a harem, knowing that there is tenderness behind."

"Good!" Concubine Liu clapped her hands and laughed.

Tong Jing'er's eyes were full of surprise, and she quickly said: "The four lines of my sister's poem are really so-called affectionate, and this is a worthy title of a talented woman."

Zhu Youxiao repeated it, and asked with a smile:

"Okay, the queen is comparing herself to the girl in her boudoir, right?"

Speaking of this, Zhu Youxiao suddenly realized something again, and said as he walked: "Like a girl in a boudoir, Queen, I understand your intentions."

A blush rose on Zhang Yan's face, and she smiled noncommittally.

At this time, Concubine Yu Tong Jing'er and Concubine Liang Wang couldn't hold back anymore, and came out to recite a poem one after another to win the emperor's appreciation.

"Okay, you are all my talented girls!"

Zhu Youxiao was surprised after listening to Tong Jinger and Wang's poems one by one.

According to the imperial concubine selection system of the Ming Dynasty, the selected concubines were all from the background of beautiful women, that is, from the background of ordinary people.

Few of the beautiful women who came out of such a background were literate, and it was even more difficult to learn the complex and cumbersome rules of the palace after entering the palace.

What is commendable is that they can still learn poetry, calligraphy and painting in the palace without a teacher, and they have a small success in learning.

This perseverance and persistence alone is worthy of Zhu Youxiao's appreciation.

Indeed, for a long time, Zhu Youxiao has been busy with government affairs, either dealing with the Jurchen in the east or dealing with the courtiers, ignoring the concubines in the harem.

Zhu Youxiao has always wanted to make up for it. Today's company is one, and the other is to celebrate Concubine Liu's birthday, but he feels that it is not enough.

Zhu Youxiao thought for a while and said, "White jade tea set, I reward you!"

"Wang Chengen, go and tell Wang Chaofu to send two sets of tea sets that I often use in Xinuange to Xianfu Palace and Qixiang Palace."

Wang Chengen turned around and left.

After a while, Wang Chengen returned from Qixiang Palace and said something in his ear.

Zhu Youxiao nodded, got up and looked at the gradually darkening night sky, got up and said: "It's getting late, the Compassion Ning Palace has already set meals, and I want to accompany the concubine to eat in person."

Next, it was dinner at the Compassionate Ning Palace.

It was a very normal dinner, but for these concubines in the harem, it was one of the very few who could have a complete meal with the emperor.

Not to mention that Zhu Youxiao was in a good mood today, not only rewarded the imperial tea sets for Xianfu Palace and Qixiang Palace, but also rewarded the concubines of other palaces.

These women voluntarily entered the palace and wasted decades of youth here. This is their own choice. It is impossible for Zhu Youxiao to have the rain and dew, and of course he will not do nothing.

Zhu Youxiao was still in the Compassionate Ning Palace, chatting and laughing with the concubines, savoring the poems written by Concubine Yu, Concubine Liang and Zhang Yan during the day, but the decree was issued non-stop.

No one could see the dark clouds echoing behind Zhu Youxiao's smiling face. Just as the dinner was in progress, the supervisory office in Zhangjiakou received the imperial decree and immediately dispatched a large number of people to surround the most powerful chaebol in the area—— Fan family.

"Your Majesty, the Zhangjiakou Superintendent's Yamen wrote back that the Fan family is finished."

In the middle of the night, Zhu Youxiao returned to Xinuang Pavilion, looked at the waiter who had been waiting for a long time, sat back on the throne to relieve his breath, and waved:

"Go down, I know."

"According to the order."

In response, he turned around and left.

Zhu Youxiao watched him leave and began to close his eyes to rest.

Since the establishment of the Jiaoshifu, although the number of people in the Jiaoshifu is not large, and it has grown to only a few hundred people, there are already people from the Jiaoshifu in all the supervisory departments in the Ouchi and the various departments of the imperial court.

The young man who just left works as an errand in Dongchang. He is Fu Yingxing's confidant and at the same time a dead man trained by Zhu Youxiao.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao sighed.

His heart has never been as peaceful as it was in the harem today, and even when he was accompanying the concubine to visit the Taiye Pool, Dongchang was arresting people in Zhangjiakou.

There is not much Zhu Youxiao can do, so that most of the people can live a good life, and it is enough to keep the harem quiet like this.

……

At the same time, Zhangjiakou.

Zhangjiakou was not peaceful that night, it could even be considered a little chaotic.

The Zhangjiakou government posted a notice that a curfew would be enforced that night.

All of a sudden, rumors spread everywhere in the city, and before the common people figured out what was going on, the gates of the city were closed one by one from dusk.

First, the local yamen dispatched a large number of yamen servants to patrol the streets, and then even the generals Qian and Bai in the barracks led officers and soldiers to guard the main roads.

Many people don't understand, what happened?

Soon, there was a large number of footsteps on the street, and hundreds of school captains armed with waist knives rushed out of the supervisory office, and rushed to the various shops of the Fan family in Zhangjiakou.

"Sealed!"