Fall In Love With A Substitute

The disaster was imminent, and now that the candidates had been finalized, Song Pianxuan ordered Deng Bo to leave immediately the next day.

The king of Chu made a good plan, taking away the money and food as military pay, one is to accumulate strength for the rebellion, and the other is to make the victims resent the court.

Therefore, Deng Bo went with hundreds of thousands of snowflake silver, which was used to buy food for disaster relief nearby.

The next day, Yang Zhiming, the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, cried poorly with a mournful face, and the problem of the empty treasury was placed in front of Song Pianlu again.

"Prince, the disaster relief money has gone through two or three waves, and the national treasury is now in a deficit. It's only the end of spring, and taxes from various places can only be put into the treasury at the beginning of summer. It's only less than a million taels."

"If something happens again, Da Li won't even be able to pay the disaster relief money." Yang Zhiming was very worried.

This mess.

Song Pianxuan pressed her forehead and recalled the plot carefully.

Officials in Dali have the habit of borrowing money from the treasury and paying IOUs, especially high-ranking officials and princes.

"Have you paid back the debts borrowed from the household department?"

Yang Zhiming muttered, "Not really."

"Pursuing the debt owed by the treasury can solve the urgent need." Song Pianlu looked up at him, and said slowly, "What does Shangshu think?"

"..." Yang Zhiming opened his mouth when he thought about the three thousand silver taels he still owed to the treasury, and almost couldn't speak.

He boldly looked up at the prince, only to see that the prince was fixing his eyes on himself, his usual gentle and steady expression, but now it was as heavy and heavy as a mountain, and immediately bent his back a bit:

"Chen... I thought it was time to check the accounts."

"Well, when you wait for the court meeting, bring the IOU account book with you, and choose someone to clear the account."

Song Pina's voice was faint, and her majesty flowed towards the courtiers like water, making people involuntarily follow her request.

Yang Zhiming subconsciously tensed up:

"Yes."

The matter of Da Li made people feel overwhelmed, but it always had to be dealt with little by little.Song Pianxuan buried her head in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the officials were all sitting in the tea room, waiting to be summoned. In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, officials kept coming in and out.

For her lack of experience, 09 is responsible for finding replacements and arranging all the affairs properly.The other officials only felt that the Prince's complexion had gotten better and better recently, and he was even more decisive in dealing with affairs.

As for Xu Jing and Zuo Pianxiang, who knew Song Pianliao's identity, their eyes were about to pop out, and they looked at Song Pianliao unconsciously from time to time.

This is the princess who can only act like a baby...?

Song Pianlu couldn't help it, and in the gap, she pretended to be sentimental and said:

"As soon as I sat in front of this case and picked up the notebook, for some reason, I thought of Brother Huang in my heart."

Zuo Xiang's old tears immediately came down: "Your Highness, this is the heart of the dragon and the phoenix! The prince's ambition will definitely be carried out by the princess."

Seeing that the doubts of the two loyal ministers dissipated and turned sentimental, Song Pianlu smiled softly:

"hope so."

"how?"

The door of the hall was pushed open, and a figure stepped outside the hall, but it was not the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, but Feng Yuexian.

Feng Yue was idle in the blue bamboo wide-sleeved gown with blue clouds and blue clouds, and a belt embroidered with silver Ruyi patterns hung around her waist.

She wears her hair in a bun, and only wears a gold inlaid jade bracelet and gold ornaments between her temples, which is already very beautiful.

Song Pianjue and Feng Yuexian have been together day and night for several days, and even seeing the courtiers for a long time and suddenly seeing Feng Yuexian's color can't help but be amazed, let alone other people.

In the silence, Feng Yuexian's voice was slightly cold, like a cool breeze blowing through the mountains:

"What is the prince worried about?"

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials who was waiting outside did not dare to look at Feng Yuexian at all, and there were several people gathered behind the diamond window in the tea room.

"Is it the princess?"

"Otherwise who else could it be?"

"Come here to bring body-replenishing soup? The princess concubine is so caring about the prince." The king of Chu said in a low voice to his colleagues with a deep meaning.

Feng Yuexian's questioning words came faintly from the crack of the door that was closing the palace door, followed by Prime Minister Zuo's reprimand.

No matter how you look at it, the two factions are at odds.

The other person smiled knowingly, consciously seeing through the secrets of other young couples:

"It's because I'm worried that I want to take a look."

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The Prime Minister on the left continued: "...how polite is it to be rude when you see the crown prince!"

Before Feng Yuexian could speak, Song Pianlu knew very well that the partner should not be offended, so she said with a slight smile:

"There are only a few of us in the hall, so there is no need for those etiquette."

Prime Minister Zuo blew on his beard and was going to talk again.

Song Pianxuan said casually: "Otherwise, you still have to salute your granddaughter-in-law according to the regulations? My family doesn't have to do this."

"..." Prime Minister Zuo calmed down, picked up the tea bowl, and sipped it nonchalantly.

Song Pianjue then asked Feng Yuexian:

"Why are you looking for me?"

Song Pianxuan sat in front of the table, her back was straight, her demeanor was elegant, she was dressed in black regular clothes, her skin was whiter than snow, and her smile was especially hot.

Feng Yuexian didn't know whether it was because she was confused by her demeanor, or the two very close words "grandson's wife" and "my family" just now made her heart skip a beat.

I always feel a little inexplicable restlessness, as if being gently scratched by a thin and soft cat's paw.

She turned her eyes and gestured to her back, her tone as calm as possible:

"It's just that I'm afraid you'll faint on the desk again, so I'll send you some food."

Yinxue was holding a black lacquer plate with golden auspicious cloud patterns in his hand, and a short and fat soup cup was sitting on it. Seeing the master's signal, he put the soup cup on the table and put it down.

With a dexterous mouth, she filled in the explanation for the master:

"The Crown Princess let the herbal black-bone chicken simmer all morning on a low fire in the small kitchen. It nourishes yin and moistens dryness, nourishes qi and blood."

"Troubleshooting." Song Pianle said with a smile.

He turned to look at the hourglass, and said to Xiang Zuo:

"I was negligent. It turned out to be Youshi. Your kneecaps are not good, and the hall is shady, but can you bear it?"

Zuo Xiang has been in officialdom for most of his life, so he doesn't know what his grandson means.

He sighed and said:

"My minister retire."

"Xu Jing, send Prime Minister Left personally."

After Zuo Xiang stood up, he looked at Feng Yuexian head-on.He didn't know that Feng Yuexian had already found out the real body of the prince, so there was inevitably some worry on his face.

Not long after those people faintly saw the Crown Princess enter through the diamond window, Prime Minister Zuo came out with a frown, and he was convinced of the discord between the two factions.

After Prime Minister Zuo left, Song Pianle said:

"Is there a problem?"

Feng Yuexian just chose a seat at the bottom and sat down, when he heard this, his expression paused, and he sneered slightly:

"You must have something to do before you can come to the Hall of Mental Cultivation?"

"Of course not." Song Pianlu immediately denied, with a helpless tone.

Hearing what Feng Yuexian meant, did she become suspicious again?

"Why not?"

Xue Qing scooped up half a bowl from the steaming white porcelain soup cup with a wink, and handed it to Song Pianlu.

In order to dispel Feng Yuexian's suspicion, Song Pianlu was indeed a little hungry, so she drank two or three spoonfuls before saying:

"It tastes good."

Only then did Feng Yuexian stop.

Seeing the little princess obediently eating the soup, she finally felt a little bit of contentment in her eyes.

"There are so many things to be busy?" She said nonchalantly, "I just came in, and there are still many courtiers in the tea room."

"I've been busy for two or three days."

For two or three days in a row, they were in a hurry. Yesterday, they just rested in the Nuan Pavilion of the Hall of Mental Cultivation and didn't return.

"I can't, I've accumulated too much official business ahead of me, and I'm overwhelmed by paperwork from all over the place." Song Pianlu swallowed down the fragrantly stewed chicken soup, and sighed softly.

Why not let Zhongshu Province come?

This question ran through Feng Yuexian's mind over and over again, and she found the answer herself——

With Li Zi around, how could Song Pianlu dare to let go of it easily, presumably there were many things and many people, and she had to see it with her own eyes to be at ease.

She looked at Song Pianle, her shoulders were slender and thin, how could she stand the pressure of a whole country, even a man like Song Yu—

"The princess is more important than the phoenix body."

She blurted out, and when she realized it, she picked up the tea bowl to cover her expression, and said leisurely:

"Don't get tired, otherwise, no one in Dali will be able to stand up again."

It was the first time that Feng Yuexian cared about her, and Song Pianlu was surprised. Only after hearing the second half of the sentence did she realize that she was indeed Da Li's loyal minister.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Song Pianlu smiled lightly.

The quick travel game must give her time to complete the task.

Feng Yuexian looked at her smile and gently turned his eyes away.

She found a way to talk, and said, "Deng Bo, you can rest assured."

Then, she heard Song Pianlu say in a gentle voice, "I'm relieved to have you taking care of me."

Song Pianlu... she speaks too nicely.

Like a big cat, Feng Yuexian's fur was smoothed, his whole body was ironed, and his whole body felt as if he had been basked in the sun. He was so comfortable that his bones became lazy.

She was drunk by the sun, and it was easy to remember:

"Concubine Xian invited me to talk to her palace tomorrow."

Song Pianlu paused and left a small round ink dot:

"She can't sit still?"

Feng Yuexian sneered lightly, a sharp look flashed across his eyes:

"Deng Bo has gone to Surabaya, Concubine Xian must be worried."

Song Pianxuan smiled and said: "Then you will have more time to spare and comfort the concubine Xian."

Dealing with Concubine Xian was originally another purpose of Feng Yuexian's entry into the palace.

At this time, if someone else was to change, he would have to be modest and say something like "Sharing Your Highness's worries", but Feng Yuexian was confused by his smile, so he opened his mouth and said:

"This is my intention, you don't need to say it."

Song Pianlu still smiled, like a pool of spring water drenched with silver sparkling light, it was extremely beautiful.

The spring water gently rippling with light like silver foil, the movement of nodding like spring buds swaying, softly said:

"it is good."

Feng Yue's leisurely heart was also wrinkled.

Concubine Xian lived in Yixi Palace, Feng Yue got out of the carriage, and saw the door of Yixi Palace was wide open, but there was no one to greet her, only two small palace attendants standing in front of the palace gate with their heads hanging down.

Petty dismounted.

Seeing Feng Yuexian came, Xiaogong attendant was stunned for a moment before knowing how to salute.

Feng Yue Xian didn't look sideways, and led the people straight in, her feet were extremely steady, and she walked out of Yixi Palace out of the East Palace with a calm composure.

He even looked at the exotic flowers and plants arranged on the left and right with great interest. These flowers and plants that are hard to find outside can be seen everywhere in Yixi Palace.

A durian tree in front of the window of the main hall is like fire, which is exactly the phrase "the durian blossoms are about to bloom".

The implication is also in line with the status of the concubine Xian in the palace.

Apart from the pair of sons and daughters of the former empress, only Xianfei in the palace can best respond to the symbol of pomegranates, and Song Qu and Song Duan are all princes under Xianfei's knees, which is no worse than the former empress who gave birth to a prince.

Because the prince was congenitally deficient, weak and sickly, there were not a few courtiers who bet on the second prince.

The main hall of Yixi Palace welcomes the concubine Xian Hemerocallis, the personal servant of the palace, and salutes:

"Wanfu, the crown princess, the concubine Xian is waiting for you inside, and He Jieyu and Ning Cairen are talking inside together."

"Get up." Feng Yuexian said calmly, passing the day lily, leaving only a faint scent of coldness.

When she walked into the hall, she saw three women waiting for her.

The upper seat is a concubine Xian in a crimson flower dress and head full of emerald jewels, and there are two other people sitting at the bottom.

Look at the clothes, it should be He Qiuchan who dresses low-key but can still see the clothes on her body.The other one who was only plain and clean was Ning Yao Meng Ning, who was sent to the palace by the Ning family.

After saluting each other, several people took their seats.

Hemerocallis brought people a new tea.

Different from others, these concubines entered the palace early, and Feng Yuexian didn't like to attend palace banquets, this was the first time they saw Feng Yuexian.

Magnificent and incomparable, sensual and greasy, but also has the charm of a cold beauty, which makes people's hearts itch the most.

Ning Yaomeng even came up with an idea, if Feng Yuexian was born a few years earlier and entered the palace, it would be his turn to be favored by the concubine Xian.

She subconsciously glanced at Concubine Xian Xi Qingmei, and saw that her extremely delicate and charming face could hardly hide her dismay in front of Feng Yuexian, and there were fine lines at the corners of her eyes that couldn't be covered by makeup, she felt happy in her heart, she took a fan to cover her expression ,road:

"The princess is very elegant."

"Isn't that right? The courtiers and concubines were stunned." He Qiuchan said softly.

Concubine Xian drank hot tea and said:

"I haven't met the Crown Princess before, so I called her to meet her, but you are so clever, and you all flattered her when you saw her skin."

She glanced at Feng Yuexian, "After all, she is the newlywed little daughter, she is full of joy, and her color is three points higher."

These words were clearly a compliment but a derogatory one. On the surface, they praised Feng Yuexian for being good-looking, but they also implied that her attractive appearance was due to the adulation and the buff of the wedding, which was not worthy of the name.

Feng Yuexian easily heard the implication of the words, although the population of the General's Mansion was simple and she didn't light up the house fighting skills, but at various banquets, women's lip service was not lacking, it was really boring.

But thinking of the "face of the East Palace" that is very important to the little princess, the Crown Princess had no choice but to accept the move because of the overall situation.

Concubine Xian is extremely afraid of others saying that she is old, she cares about her appearance, and if she hits a snake, she will hit seven inches.

The princess's eyes flashed, shining like broken gold leaves in amber wine. She slightly curled her lips, and she was extraordinarily charming against the soft silver light Luo gown:

"You praise me like that, and I'm really ashamed of it."

Concubine Xian raised the corners of her lips, before she could speak again, Feng Yue said calmly:

"The elders look at the younger ones, it's always good to be anywhere - I think I and Concubine Qi should be about the same age? I don't know why Concubine Qi is not serving in Yixi Palace?"

Concubine Xian shook her hand and almost spilled the tea.She suddenly looked directly at Feng Yuexian's face, her hands clenched the tea bowl tightly, her knuckles turned white.

Feng Yuexian, that bastard!

In Feng Yuexian's few words, he first assigned the age of "elder" to Concubine Xian, then mentioned "I am about the same age as your daughter-in-law", and finally cue Concubine Qi.

Thinking about concubine Qi, she couldn't see anyone at this time.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Feng Yuexian's eyes.

He Qiuchan's voice was still soft: "I haven't seen Concubine Qi these days."

Ning Cairen laughed lightly, with an indescribable tone: "Perhaps he is copying scriptures for Concubine Xian again."

In terms of rank, the rank of the crown princess is no lower than that of the fourth concubine.In terms of ability, Concubine Xian did not dare to tear herself apart with Feng Yuexian impulsively.

Her face was gloomy, the corners of her lips drooped, and she turned to Nanin to vent her anger, and reprimanded:

"Ning Cairen, I don't know, why are you paying so much attention to the second prince?"

"You even know exactly what side concubine Qi is doing?" She slapped the red sandalwood table, making a loud noise.

Ning Cairen was startled, got up and knelt down in the hall.

"Sister dare not, but I hope Sister Concubine Xian will appease her anger."

Concubine Xian is still thinking about killing a chicken for the monkey to see, so how can she let her go:

"Perhaps this palace is usually too kind, your bones are loose, and you almost forgot the palace rules, huh?"

After all, Concubine Xian has accumulated power for a long time, and no one in the hall dared to speak out when she was so angry.

Feng Yuexian put down the tea bowl, and made a soft crashing sound, breaking the dead silence.

"Concubine Xian, calm down." She said leisurely, not intimidated by her aura at all.

Concubine Xian raised her voice and said: "Princess Concubine, this palace is ordered by the emperor to lead the six palaces, why, can you intervene?"

"Don't dare." Feng Yue Xian smiled, already a little impatient in her heart, this kind of drama is really vulgar, it would be more interesting to watch the little princess in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

But Ning Yaomeng seemed to have suffered on her behalf. She glanced at Ning Yaomeng on the ground and said:

"It's just a common saying, why should the Concubine Xian get angry? I don't know, I thought that Ning Cairen had hit the mark by mistake."

"What does He Jieyu think?"

He Qiuchan, who was watching the play, was inexplicably cueed, looked at the scene, and had no choice but to say: "Your Majesty, calm down, anger will hurt your body, and your complexion will also turn bad."

"I just said a few words about her, look at each of you..."

Concubine Xian's face was slightly stiff, and the anger on her face had indeed subsided a lot.

Thinking of Feng Yuexian's words, she felt a sense of crisis that she was going to be seen through. She worried about her face, then looked at Ning Yaomeng on the ground, and said with a hint of unwillingness:

"Get up, and be careful in your words and deeds in the future."

"Why don't you see the third prince?"

Feng Yuexian asked about the last incident of this trip, she can leave after seeing this person, she really doesn't want to stay for a moment with Concubine Xian.

"Go to the imperial garden to play with the second princess." Concubine Xian said, and then let Limerocallis bring the children, which shows the contempt of this meeting.

He said some useless nonsense again, Feng Yuexian didn't even have the interest to drink tea, and then he waited until the third prince Song Duan and the second princess Song Yingguang.

It stands to reason that under the control of the virtuous concubine, few concubines can conceive a dragon fetus, let alone go through difficulties and obstacles to give birth and raise them smoothly.

The second princess, Song Yingguang, can be called the miracle of life among the dragon sons and daughters of Dali's generation.

When the two of them came in, Song Yingguang was obviously the one who had been bullied miserably, a majestic princess, her face was covered in ashes, her chest-length skirt was scratched, and she was eagerly looking for her concubine He Qiuchan.

He Qiuchan's eyes were full of pity: "What's the matter?"

"Third Brother threw a stone at me and told me to hide, but I can't dodge..." Second Princess cried.

Song Duan is obviously a little bully. He was about eleven or twelve years old when he was in charge. He was tall, strong and lawless. As soon as he came in, he yelled at Concubine Xian:

"Mother Concubine, Song Yingguang is so stupid, she runs so slowly, if she is smarter, can she be beaten by me?"

"Come and have a cup of tea—" Concubine Xian spoiled, then turned to look at Song Yingguang, her tone was a little impatient, "It's just children fighting, don't spoil her, it's unlucky to cry."

Bear children and bear parents act recklessly, and they are also strong when they are unreasonable.

Feng Yuexian watched coldly from the side.

He Qiuchan's eye circles turned red all of a sudden, and she looked as if she was going to hug her daughter and cry, but she didn't dare, and soon took her daughter back to the palace to call the imperial doctor.

The brat over there, Song Duan, finished drinking a bowl of tea. He was defiant at a young age, and then he looked at other women.

It must be those usual concubines of the father——

Song Duan's movement of turning his head was stuck at the moment he saw Feng Yuexian, his eyes glowed brightly, with salivation:

"Mother, who is this?"

Concubine Xian said casually: "Your eldest sister-in-law."

"It's so pretty, she's much prettier than you!"

"..."

Concubine Xian's face turned dark at that moment.

Ning Cairen's laughter was overwhelming in his stomach, and it was very difficult to hold back the laughter.

Feng Yuexian looked at this brat, but his eyes were filled with disgust and coldness.

"...Prince Concubine, the imperial doctor you sent was rushed back to the Imperial Hospital by Concubine Xian earlier. Concubine Qi has been hiding in the palace and hasn't seen anyone for three to five days."

In the early morning, Yinbing combed Feng Yue's hair, while Yinxue was beside him talking crisply about the affairs of the palace.

Song Pianjue on the side has tied up her hair and dressed, and tidied up.

I have to say that men's robes are indeed much more convenient.When she turned around, Feng Yuexian's black bun had just been pulled into shape, no hair accessories yet.

The palace attendant took out three or four gold-painted mother-of-pearl jewelry boxes. The boxes themselves were exquisitely painted with different flowers, plants, characters, or interesting birds and animals.

When the box was opened, gold hairpins and silver hairpins shook Huasheng step by step, white jadeite jade bracelets decorated with gold tinsel and gold, rubies, sapphires, turquoise hibiscus stones, crystal amber agate opals, all full and extremely luxurious.

Although Song Pianxuan has seen these in her memory, she has never actually come into contact with them. There are no women who are not attracted to jewelry. She leaned closer and took a look, especially the craftsmanship of Jinlaisi, which is extremely delicate.

However, after a cursory scan, she saw many golden moth ornaments inside, as well as butterfly hairpins inlaid with jewels, silver hairpins with butterfly patterns, gold inlaid jade four butterflies with pendant beads...

She was stunned.

"What?" Feng Yuexian seemed to glimpse her expression from the mirror.

"It's nothing." Song Pianlu smiled, "Yue Xian likes butterflies very much?"

Feng Yuexian glanced at the eye box: "Well, it looks comfortable."

Song Pianxuan picked up the gold inlaid jade four-butterfly pendant bead and shook it step by step. The four butterflies on the upper end were in the shape of fluttering, and the lower end was decorated with beads and jade.

"Use this?" She handed it over.

Pick out jewelry for yourself?Feng Yuexian is not someone who likes others to make decisions for her, but maybe she really likes butterflies, and she doesn't object to using the steps picked out by the little princess——

Maybe, she originally wanted to wear this today?

With Feng Yuexian's acquiescence, Yin Bing inserted the steps obliquely into the black temples.

Song Pianxuan herself could only wear a long robe, so she became interested in helping her make up, seeing that Feng Yuexian wanted to paste gold tins, she took the thin gold tins and volunteered to help with it.

The gold tine is also called "golden cicada" because it is as thin as a cicada's wings. This gold tine is cut into the shape of a peach blossom, and Yin Bing said it would be pasted on Feng Yuexian's hair.

There is a layer of glue on the back of the gold tin. You have to lick it with the tip of your tongue to make it soft and sticky, so that it can stick to the makeup.

Feng Yuexian turned around in a strange way.

Song Pina was standing in front of the window, the window was half open, with a mirror beside her, and a thin golden light shone on her body, like draping gold.

She stretched out the wet tip of her tongue, and lightly tapped on the thin peach blossom gold tinsel.

The crow's temples are like clouds, and the skin is whiter than snow. An indescribable pool of autumn water is stained with the light pink and greasy color of peach blossoms.

She is more delicate than peach blossoms.

The wind blew gently, blowing away the fallen flowers that hadn't been swept by the window lattice, and one petal fell on the tip of Feng Yuexian's hair.

Song Pianyi curled her lips and teeth deftly, leaving only a little wet trace.

She stretched out her slender and tender fingers in front of Feng Yuexian, the fingertips were decorated with peach blossoms, her eyebrows and eyes were light:

"Look, is this possible?"