Reborn imperial concubine

Gu Sheng raised the corner of her skirt and stood up, walked forward, stretched out her hand to straighten His Highness Nine's collar, and asked softly, "Have you seen Sister Shan'er, Your Highness?"

His Highness Jiu looked sideways, seeing Gu Sheng's expression with a hint of melancholy, so he raised his hand and handed the flower gun to Hua Dan, turned around and put his arms around Gu Sheng's waist, and walked out of the pavilion.

Gu Sheng was full of worries, and couldn't wait a few steps, so he lowered his eyes sadly and said: "Today, the Empress also told the servant about that matter."

But there was no response for a long time, Gu Sheng turned his head and asked doubtfully, "Your Highness?"

Jiang Chenyue raised the corners of her mouth and looked at her, with a smile in her eyes, but showing a trace of alienation, raised her brows and whispered: "I guessed it."

Gu Sheng frowned slightly, slightly disappointed by the little scum's unhurried attitude, and said more eagerly: "We can't do it this way, the empress said..."

"Want you to persuade Gu to take a concubine?" Jiang Chenyue suddenly interrupted her, stopped, walked down the white marble steps, turned around and faced Gu Sheng on the stone steps, just at eye level.

With a pair of peach blossom pupils calmly, he raised his hand to smooth the hair beside Gu Sheng's ears.

Gu Sheng was a little surprised, why did Jiang Chenyue keep interrupting her on purpose?

Just when she was about to ask again, Jiang Chenyue suddenly leaned close to her ear, pretending to be intimate, and whispered softly: "You are being watched, go back to the room and talk about it."

Gu Sheng's heart skipped a beat, thinking of what the queen said, he subconsciously turned his head to look around, but Jiang Chenyue held his cheeks and reminded him in a low voice: "Don't look."

Gu Sheng's heart jumped wildly, he lowered his head, raised his eyes and looked eagerly at His Highness Ninth Prince as if asking for help.

Did someone follow her all the way back to the mansion from the palace?The palace is so heavily guarded, how did that man get in?

How could he be targeted so quickly?

Gu Sheng's face was full of anxiety. Since His Royal Highness discovered it, he didn't dare to see through it. The other party was probably someone sent by the emperor.

Jiang Chenyue saw that her stupid companion was out of shape, so she pretended to be natural and wrapped her arms around her waist, half-carrying her, and walked into the west wing of Yuediyunju.

After entering the house, Gu Shengping retreated all the attendants, and closed the doors and windows tightly, then looked nervously at Jiang Chenyue, and asked silently with an exaggerated mouth shape: "Bad, man, are you still there?"

Jiang Chenyue raised the corners of her mouth, spread her hands, raised her eyebrows and said, "Yeah, isn't Gu just standing here? No one can save you even if your throat is broken."

"Your Highness!" Gu Sheng stomped his feet angrily: "You still have the mind to joke, did you just tell the truth or play tricks on the servant? The servant is almost scared to death!"

Seeing her anxious expression, Jiang Chenyue paced to the window and pushed open the diamond window.

Gu Sheng hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and said in a low voice, "Don't open the window, what if you tell him to keep an eye on us!"

The sunlight outside the window was blocked by the branches and leaves, and it squeezed into the window sporadically, casting mottled golden awns in those smiling peach-blossom eyes.

Jiang Chenyue turned her head sideways, her eyes fell on her, and she explained: "With all the windows closed, you will not be able to judge the atmosphere around you. Don't be afraid. There is no shelter around here, so he didn't dare to follow."

Gu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the imperial concubine chair and sat down, frowning and said: "What can I do..."

Looking up at the little scum standing by the window, he took out his veil to cover his face and made a gesture of guilt: "The holy will is so firm that His Highness is forced to hide and cover up people's eyes and ears. Forget it!"

Jiang Chenyue raised the corners of her mouth when she heard the words, showing a mouthful of small white teeth, put one hand on the window frame, tilted her head to tease the stupid companion and read: "Marry into the mansion? It's not too late now, Is the concubine the truth, or is it just the truth?" Be polite to Gu?"

Gu Sheng immediately removed the veil, clapped his hands, and said anxiously: "Of course I'm being polite! Your Highness can't take it seriously!"

The little scumbag was overjoyed, straightened up, and walked over with long legs.

Gu Sheng frowned and raised his head: "What time is this, why does Your Highness always make jokes about servants!"

"Then what should we do?" The little scum sat next to her: "It's useless to cry with you alone, don't worry too much, the father will soon have no time to intervene - the matter in the south of the Yangtze River has not yet settled down, Anqing and Huizhou have successively When the epidemic broke out, the second sister refused to listen to the advice, and now the disaster is happening again, and soon after the year, the victims of the disaster will rebel."

Gu Sheng was startled when he heard the words, and thought about it carefully, according to the time predicted by Jiang Chenyue, an uprising did break out in Jianghuai, Anqing, and Huizhou shortly after the year, and it was the most tragic battle during the Qiyou years. .

Thinking of Jiang Han's accounts that he saw today, Gu Sheng couldn't help but feel uneasy, and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, if there are people who really rebel, do you have to lead troops to fight?"

His Highness Jiu frowned and said in a low voice: "This is a disaster caused by Second Sister herself, she should bear it alone."

Gu Sheng lowered his eyes and turned his eyes, and said anxiously: "If the rebel team is huge and causes turmoil in the court, will the Second Highness be convicted?"

Jiang Chenyue immediately glanced at Gu Sheng, and said displeasedly: "Are you reluctant to part with her?"

"No!" Gu Sheng hurriedly explained: "I am worried... If the Second Highness is exposed and convicted, wouldn't you have to clean up this mess? Anqing Huizhou has a large population. Once there is a rebellion, there will be at least more than [-] people... ..."

His Highness Jiu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Refugees are nothing to be afraid of, but if you want to lead troops to exterminate them, I can't bear it."

Gu Sheng was taken aback when he heard the words, blinked his eyes and looked at the little scum, but he didn't expect this brat to have a little love for the people, so he quickly praised: "Your Highness's benevolence is the blessing of all people."

His Highness Jiu shook his head, drooping his eyes and said: "Three years ago, my elder brother took Gu to Yizhou to watch the battle, and it was reckless rebellion—"

Those pale golden eyes looked at Gu Sheng: "Have you seen those refugee teams?"

Gu Sheng shook her head. Apart from going down to Jinling with the Ninth Prince, she has never been out of the capital, so naturally she has never seen the victims of the disaster.

A trace of melancholy appeared on the face of the Ninth Palace, and he said in a low voice: "Those teams are crowded, they are all ragged civilians, there are 4 to [-] people.

The strong men walked on the periphery of the team, wrapping their parents, wives and children in the middle. Most of them didn't even have a pair of straw sandals on their feet. In the icy and snowy twelfth lunar month, everywhere the team passed were blood-red footprints, which was shocking.

As soon as they encountered officers and soldiers, the refugee team gave way at the back. The strong men held up rough hoes and blocked the cavalry with their flesh and blood. When the old and weak inside retreated, the survivors scattered and fled. , regardless of casualties, [-] refugees are no match for [-] elite soldiers.

These people have been farming and taxing to support the court all their lives. If they can't survive, why are they here?

The disaster relief funds from the imperial court cannot go on, and the local gentry and governors have colluded to occupy the fields and neglect human lives. What is wrong with these ordinary people? "

Jiang Chenyue looked sideways at Gu Sheng, a trace of helplessness floated in her pale golden eyes, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Father said that when I was born alone, the common people regarded him as auspicious from heaven, and they burned incense and set up temples one after another. Celebrate together.

But how did they ever think that such a person whom they had placed high hopes on could only..."

His Highness Jiu's words stuck in his throat, he paused, then lowered his voice, and continued: "That day I watched the battle with my elder brother, and I was sitting on the top of the mountain in the north of the mountain. After fleeing, everyone turned back halfway, gathered at the foot of the mountain, knelt and kowtowed to the lonely, weeping and crying loudly.

It has failed their high hopes. "

After finishing speaking, His Royal Highness Ninth Prince turned around, and saw that the stupid companion reading beside him had already heard "crying loudly".

Gu Sheng had never seen the miserable conditions of the people in distress, but now hearing His Highness the Ninth Highness talking about it, he lost control of his emotions for a moment, tearing up his handkerchief and crying until his eyes were swollen.

She covered her eyes and sobbed, "We... can we donate some property to the victims, they are innocent, so pitiful..."

His Royal Highness Jiu patted and coaxed the stupid companion to read, and explained: "It is because the calamity cannot be released smoothly, the number of supervisors sent by the imperial court is limited, and the administration of officials must be rectified fundamentally, and then there will be talk of light corvee and poor tax, and recuperation. "

At this moment, Gu Sheng firmly believed that the future emperor can only be the person in front of him.

Although he was influenced by loyalty, filial piety and righteousness in the past, those thoughts of saving Aimin are too far away from Gu Sheng after all, only an abstract outline.

She used to listen to Jiang Han tell about her strategy of governing the country and full of ambitions, and she also felt excited and admired.

It wasn't until today that Gu Sheng realized the fundamental difference between these two people after listening to His Royal Highness Ninth Prince's chat -

A truly powerful emperor does not step on the throne of God to realize his personal ambitions, but to fulfill the expectations of the people.

Gu Sheng looked at Jiang Chenyue with tears in his eyes, and the more he looked at him, the more proud he was of having such a husband. He raised his head and offered a big kiss, "Your Highness, I will be your good wife!"

Jiang Chenyue's shallow eyes flashed: "What do you want to do?"

Gu Sheng stood up with a face full of joy, and said happily: "I want to give it to you, to you..."

Jiang Chenyue raised the corners of her mouth, eagerly waiting...

"My servant wants to embroider a purse of 'serving the country with loyalty' for you!" Gu Sheng happily made a decision!

Jiang Chenyue: "..."

As soon as Gu Sheng finished speaking, the corners of the little scumbag's mouth sank.

"Why is Your Highness unhappy? Don't you like these four words? Then..." As soon as the words fell, His Highness Jiu held his wrist, and was pulled by a clever force, and fell into the arms of the little scum.

"Embroidery is the work of the needlework workshop, and the virtuous wife has more important responsibilities."

Gu Sheng hurriedly pushed and said: "Your Highness, stop making trouble, the sky is still bright! I want to embroider a purse for you with my own hands, so go now."

His Royal Highness Jiu pouted: "Would you rather embroider a purse than waste half a stick of incense to spend time with an orphan?"

Gu Sheng rolled his eyes in his heart: "Half stick of incense kung fu? Your Highness is too self-effacing."

Where is there no ten sticks of incense kung fu!

Still wanting to embroider the purse, Gu Sheng begged: "Your Highness, just let me go. How meaningful is it to embroider the purse for you yourself? Every time you take it out and look at it, you think..."

"Thinking that this is the thing that Aifei refused to be alone for ten times, I embroidered it."

Gu Sheng's enthusiasm was immediately extinguished, he twisted his body and said: "Anyway, I can't do that in the daytime, you don't let me embroider purses, and there are people from the Holy One watching outside, so the servant can only stay in the house and idle around." with..."

Jiang Chenyue bit her lower lip, her shallow pupils were smiling, she glanced out of the window, then turned her head to look at Gu Sheng with a wicked smile: "Is Gu taking you out of the house to play?"

Gu Sheng blinked, "I don't want to go out, Anar's princess mansion is so close to us, what if we bump into it?"