Jiu Zhang Ji: The Daily Life of the Reborn Daughter

Chapter 30 Ming Chao intends to bring a zither

A grand banquet was held in Yunxiao Palace.

Emperor Yong'an Yu Linghuan, Concubine Yun Yun Fei, and Sixth Prince Yu Jingyan set up a table in the Yaoyue Pavilion, and the female officials, palace maids, and servants set up six tables in the courtyard.

Yunxiao Palace was the largest palace in the imperial palace, and there were more than 20 maids just for cleaning. Because there were only two masters and the Sixth Prince didn't come often, there weren't many female officials and palace maids serving closely.

Even so, there were more than fifty people in the entire palace. Concubine Yun knew that the emperor was poor, so she had to bear all the expenses of Yunxiao Palace herself. Even if the emperor gave her money from his own private treasury and gave her treasures, she would accept them but not use them. She put them all in the warehouse and keep them for Yu Jingyan.

Therefore, whether she is frugal or extravagant, she is spending her own money and there is no room for criticism.

If she spent the emperor's money, maybe the emperor would be happier.

In other words, they just occupied a piece of the imperial palace, which was not actually counted as part of the three palaces and six courtyards, and they didn't want to occupy it. Isn't it the emperor who begged for it desperately?

Although the concubines in the palace were jealous and tore the handkerchief into pieces in anger, they could not say anything on the surface.

Once, the Queen felt that her dignity was challenged. Four years ago, she got a chance and tried to pin the death of a concubine on Concubine Yun. However, the Emperor did not believe her and directly put the Queen under house arrest indefinitely.

The concubines in the harem were all the same. "Don't you envy Concubine Yun? Concubine Yun is self-sufficient and never spends my money. You should also be self-sufficient, whether it's embroidering handkerchiefs or painting. Anyway, I have no money for you."

"If Concubine Yun stays indoors, then you don't have to come out either. You can come out when her palace gates open."

There is no favoritism and everyone is treated equally.

In fact, after the emperor ascended the throne, his initial foundation was unstable, and he selected concubines several times, but they were all deaf and dumb. He never favored anyone, and when he completely controlled the court, he never selected concubines again.

He was not a lustful person, and his heart was fixed on one person. No matter how plump or thin his concubines were, or how beautiful they were, they could not divert his attention.

Now, everyone has closed the palace gates, but the concubines with embroidered handkerchiefs have calmed down. Originally, they couldn't see the emperor, but now Concubine Yun can't see the emperor either. Isn't this good?

What is worrying is not the scarcity of wealth but the inequality of distribution of wealth.

But they were wrong. The Emperor could no longer see Concubine Yun.

The birthday gift that Concubine Yun gave to Yu Jingyan was a set of books, "Records of the Scenery of Great Yan". She spent eight years to collect more than twenty great scholars who loved to travel around the mountains and rivers, and co-authored the book. The first set of books she published was given to her son, hoping that it would be of some help to his trip to the south to control the floods.

The emperor reached out to touch the books, but was frightened by Concubine Yun's look and drew his hand back.

"Fei'er, can you give me a set?"

"No." What kind of father is this when his child comes to join in the fun and asks for gifts on his birthday?

It would be fine if he didn't give any gifts himself, but he even coveted his son's gift. What kind of father is he?

This is a poor dad.

"Fei'er, look, think about it, listen to me, if I weren't here, there would be no A'Yan, right? How can I be a meritorious official? Aren't you the most clear about rewards and punishments?" The emperor was still struggling.

"Without you, there will be Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Ermaizi. You are not the only one, you are necessary." Concubine Yun was used to speaking without restraint in front of the emperor. She forgot that her son was still here. She felt embarrassed after she finished speaking.

"Fei'er, you can't say that. They are not as handsome as me, and they have a good personality. Look, Ayan is like me." Yu Jingyan is indeed somewhat similar to his father, the emperor. But he mainly looks like Concubine Yun.

Royal bloodline, with genes optimized from generation to generation, how can it not be good-looking? The emperor really loves this eldest son, which can be seen from his name, Yan, which is homophonic with the Great Yan Kingdom and also contains the "An" of the reign title of Emperor Yong'an.

Yun Fei looked at her son's face and said something quite good, "I'll give you a set for your birthday next month." It's only a matter of ten taels of silver, so don't let him bother her.

"Fei'er, Fei'er, you still remember my birthday? I'm so happy." As he said that, he leaned closer and closer to Yun Fei.

Yun Fei bumped him with her shoulder: "How can you behave like this in front of the children?"

Yu Jingyan, I'm used to it. If you are well and he is well, then I will be well too.

"Ayan is already eighteen years old, it's time for him to have a princess. When he has one, he will understand."

Yu Jingyan, I understand now.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the banquet in the yard had ended. The moon was at its zenith, surrounded by stars. The two people opposite him were so close to each other that he couldn't bear to look at them.

The prince's wife? For some reason, he thought of the little girl. The little girl raised her chubby face and asked him, "What is a bride?"

What did he say? He actually said, "I don't know."

Shouldn't he have said, "When you grow up, you will be my bride?"

The Flower Festival is in two days. Perhaps he should go and see if Aunt Wen will go to Baihua Valley to keep her appointment this year, and then go south to control the floods.

Every year before, he would go to Baihua Valley twice a year to keep the appointment, but there was no news from Aunt Wen and little Ali.

The last time I heard from them was on the Double Ninth Festival six years ago. Aunt Wen left a letter for my mother, but my mother's reply has been in the tree hole for six years and has not been taken away.

The last time I saw her was six years ago during the Flower Festival, when she was ten and he was twelve. She said, "Brother Jing, you are so tall." He said, "Ali, you are still so short."

He really wanted to travel through time and sew that mouth shut. Such a good young man, but he had such a mouth.

Fortunately, he was deft with his hands and was able to make a flower crown to appease Ali.

After his mother and Aunt Wen finished their martial arts competition, they sat opposite each other and drank wine. After he and Ali finished stealing skills, they sat opposite each other and drank tea.

Ah Li looked at his mother and Aunt Wen and chanted: "They drank together, the mountain flowers were in bloom, one cup after another."

He chanted in his heart: "I want to get drunk and sleep, so please go away. I will bring my zither tomorrow if I have time."

Ali is already sixteen years old this year, and he must go to Baihua Valley the day after tomorrow.

He had made up his mind that if there was no news about Aunt Wen and A-Li this time, he would go against the agreement between his mother and Aunt Wen and use all his connections to look for A-Li. Anyway, no one had made an agreement with him, so he would not be considered breaking his promise.