[Qing Chuan] Have a meal in the harem

Yi Min and Zhuo Yuan's comfortable days ended in October.

At the beginning of October, Da Gege was seriously ill first, and then his son Chenghu also began to get sick. At first it was just a little cold, and then he suddenly had a fever.

The son's illness was severe, and the queen devoted herself to taking care of her, but was unable to take care of the harem. The empress dowager was old and lacked energy.

As a noble concubine, Zhuo Yuan naturally took over the palace affairs at this time.She was originally trained as a queen, so she got used to it very quickly, but she was inevitably busy.

As a good friend, even if you can't help at this time, you can't add a burden to the other party.Yimin stayed in Yongshou Palace obediently, watching Concubine Su Shu and green plums and willows doing needlework.

Her needlework... Let alone mentioning it, the handicapped party is really helpless.

The son-in-law is the natural heir to the throne, which concerns the foundation of the country. At this time, the palace is quite jittery.Even the elderly empress dowager took the empress dowager into the Buddhist hall and closed the palace to pray for blessings.

……

Kangxi ten years, the sixth day of October.

Light rain.

More than 400 years ago, the weather was not like that of later generations, and October is already the season of winter.

The kang in Yongshou Palace was already on fire.

Yimin sat on the kang, with a thin quilt covering her legs, holding a small copper hand stove in her hand.

Luliu and Qingmei were roasting sweet potatoes around the stove, Concubine Su Shu was sitting next to her, the two of them were reading a book of stories, laughing at the words on it from time to time.

However, at this moment, news came from Qianqing Palace: Kangxi summoned!

Yimin: "..." I'm afraid you are trying to harm me!

Kangxi was really not flattering, Chenghu was seriously ill, and he was also worried day and night, but he had already lost two elder brothers before him, so he was much calmer than the queen at the moment.Handling the government affairs is also methodical, unlike the queen who has no master and only wants to guard Brother Chenghu day and night.

He was even trying to find a way to regulate his mood.

After all, one is the prince and the other is the emperor, no matter how you look at it, the latter is more important.To put it bluntly and indifferently, the emperor and empress are still young, and sooner or later they will have another son!

Yimin didn't know anything about Kangxi's thoughts, but it didn't prevent her from labeling Kangxi as a 'big pig's trotter' in her heart, which would never be washed off by visual inspection.

Yimin really didn't want to go, even if it was just to avoid hurting the Queen's heart!

But is it a choice for her?Yimin met Kangxi with an obedient face.

At this juncture, she didn't dare to have a playful smile, in case of being settled by Kangxi Qiuhou, it's not just a joke!

"Come on!" Kangxi didn't look up, "Let's study ink."

The charcoal fire in the Qianqing Palace has already been burned, and some incense has been lit, and the room is very warm.

Yi Min took off the cloak that was outside to keep out the rain.

Taking over Liang Jiugong's position, he stood beside Kangxi, took off the bracelet on his hand, ground the ink honestly, looked at the inkstone with his eyes motionless, and ignored the memorial in Kangxi's hand.

The emperor of the Qing Dynasty was notoriously narrow-minded, and he loved to settle accounts after autumn, so he couldn't be too careful.

He pretended not to see Liang Jiugong's hints, didn't talk to Kangxi, and didn't try to figure out Kangxi's thoughts, so he regarded himself as a tool man, working diligently on foreign workers.

Fearing that the ink would wear off too quickly, Yi Min turned the ink stick in her hand at the slowest speed, always keeping it just enough.

Fortunately, Kangxi approved the memorials very quickly, so it was not obvious.

For a moment, apart from the "brushing" sound of writing, there was no movement in the room.

"You are very quiet today." Kangxi took the time to glance at Yimin while he was approving the memorial.

Yi Min didn't want to talk to him, so she bit the bullet and replied: "The emperor handles the affairs of the court, and my concubine dare not disturb him."

Kangxi seemed to just ask a question casually, said "um", and then stopped talking.

The house was silent and fragrant.

Liang Jiugong slowed down his breathing, lightly filled Kangxi's teacup with water, raised his head cautiously, and saw Kangxi's calm expression, he bent down and stepped aside, continuing to make a background board.

After half an hour, Kangxi said the second sentence, "Bring a chair to Concubine Dong Shu."

After standing for so long, Yimin's feet were already sore and her whole leg was stiff.If it was in modern times, if her boyfriend treated her like this, she would have smashed him in the face with an inkstone.

Grind the ink for you, eat the ink yourself!

But at this moment, she looked at Kangxi with a face full of joy, conveying her touch with her eyes, without showing a trace of dissatisfaction.The stiff legs moved two steps, and the two little eunuchs moved the chair behind her, and when they sat down, their knees felt sore.

She continued to grind the ink.

After changing an ink stick, my hands are sore, but I can't stop.

After another half an hour, Kangxi finally finished approving the memorial.

Yimin stopped her hands and shook her wrist lightly. Kangxi saw it, took her hand, rubbed it for her, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work today."

Letting Kangxi hold her hand, Yi Min sneered in her heart, but her face was gentle, as if she wasn't the one who suffered just now, how could serving the emperor be suffering?

With attachment on her delicate face, she smiled softly, "It's the emperor who handles the government affairs the hardest, and I don't think it's hard work if I can help the emperor!"

Kangxi was very useful, and Zhao Yimin served ink for two days in a row.

On the third day, the person who served Mo became Guo Luoluo Lanjin.

……

Dead Daoist friends do not die poor Daoists!

With sympathy for Guo Luoluo Lanjin, Yimin was happily laid off.

After only two days, her wrists were already a little red and swollen. Qingmei covered her wrists with a hot towel for a long time, and then applied the anti-swelling ointment that Zhuo Yuan sent quietly.

The sleeves were rolled up, and the cool ointment was applied to the wrists. There was no trauma, so there was no gauze wrapped around it, and it was just placed on the table to dry.

Lu Liu came over with the soup.

Yimin's habit of drinking tonic soup could not be changed, and the imperial concubine did not have a dedicated imperial physician, so Yimin could only spend money to ask the imperial physician to fill in the tonic formula, and then spent money to buy tonic herbs to stew.

Fortunately, she also knows that the medicine is three-point poisonous, so she doesn't drink it every day, only two or three times a month, which is not a big expense.

"My lord, Concubine Lin Jiashu of Qixiang Palace has found out that she is four months pregnant." Luliu and Xiaolinzi are the most well-informed in Yongshou Palace, especially Luliu, who is simply a genius in processing information.

Thanks to Luliu, although Yimin is a resident, the news is not blocked.

It took three seconds to think about who Concubine Lin Jiashu was, and then Yimin looked at Luliu belatedly, "How many months did you say?"

Lu Liu repeated: "Concubine Lin Jiashu of Qixiang Palace is four months pregnant! I already went to inform the Empress about fifteen minutes ago."

Yimin blinked, "I remember that Concubine Shu consults the imperial physician at least once a month, right?"

Concubine Shu asks for a pulse once a month, in order to find out that she is pregnant in time, so as not to be ignorant and bump into the fetus.

In order to prevent the wrong pulse from being rejoicing, for the sake of caution, the imperial physician will make a follow-up visit in three months, and will report to the higher authorities only after confirming the pulse condition.

But usually the concubines report to the monthly report by themselves, and those who are smarter will choose a good time, such as Concubine Nala Shu.

So how did Concubine Lin Jiashu manage to be four months pregnant before she was discovered?

……

Not only Yimin, but everyone else in the harem is also full of doubts.

Concubine Borzigit, who lived in the same palace with Concubine Lin Jiashu, was even more so. She was holding a bracelet made of wolf bones in her hand, and she was talking in Mongolian with the maids around her.

"Is she afraid? But what is she afraid of?"

Concubine Borzigit is a tall Mongolian woman, her eyes are full of confusion, "The Empress is a very good woman, she will take good care of her, and I have never bullied her, why did she hide it?"

……

It is different from the upright concubine Borzigit.

The noble concubine who was in charge of the palace did not directly define it, but even sent two imperial physicians to Concubine Lin Jiashu for pulse diagnosis, and also called the three imperial physicians who had asked for pulse in the previous four months to Chengqian Palace, and asked them one by one.

The three imperial physicians are suffering!

They really didn't intend to cover up for Concubine Lin Jiashu, but they didn't diagnose it at all!

When the news of Concubine Lin Jiashu's pregnancy came out, the three of them were more surprised than anyone else. Before being called to Chengqian Palace by the noble concubine, they checked each other's pulse. It was not the pulse of pregnancy!

The imperial physicians assigned to ordinary concubines are definitely not the best in medical skills, but they can't diagnose the basic pregnancy pulse, or three imperial physicians in a row have failed to diagnose it, which is outrageous.

But this kind of thing just happened, and the three of them couldn't say anything when they looked at the strange eyes of their former colleagues!

Concubine Lin Jiashu is poisonous!

"It's really not diagnosed?" The imperial concubine glanced around with sharp phoenix eyes, making the three of them break out in cold sweat.

The three said in unison: "Absolutely not!"

"That's weird," the imperial concubine picked up the bowl lid and skimmed off the foam, "Then what's going on? Hmm!"

Among the three imperial physicians, Imperial Physician Zhao, the oldest one, took a bold step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Maybe Concubine Lin Jiashu has a special constitution, or maybe she used some secret medicine to disturb the pulse condition. I don't know." If Lin Jiashu If the concubine is indeed pregnant.

After understanding what he had said, the noble concubine did not speak, she had already received reports from two other imperial physicians: Concubine Lin Jiashu was indeed pregnant.

But she just wanted a plausible explanation, and she was not in the mood to analyze this and that with him, meaning that she deducted two months' monthly salary each and sent the three of them away.

Outside the Chengqian Palace, the three imperial physicians breathed a sigh of relief. They thought that a dereliction of duty would not let them escape, but they didn't expect that it was just a deduction of salary. They were pleasantly surprised.

……

Evening free.

In Chengqian Palace, the imperial concubine told Yi Min vividly what happened during the day, and at the end, she asked, "Which one do you think it is?"

Holding the scriptures that Sang Ruo collected, Yi Min tilted her head and thought for a while, "It must be because of her special constitution, otherwise what is she trying to do? It wasn't a big deal at first, but how many people's eyes were fixed on her because of such a disturbance? If it were her, I wouldn't be able to sleep well!"

The imperial concubine didn't think so, she propped her white jade-like arms on the table, raised her chin, and retorted: "That's not necessarily true, as you said, now the whole palace is staring at her, so there is no time to stare at others ?"

She pointedly pointed to Concubine Ma Jia's Zhongcui Palace and Concubine Nala's Chuxiu Palace.

The imperial concubine lowered her head and thought about who did it, but she didn't see Yimin's frown suddenly.

Over the past few days, Yi Min has become more and more familiar with the imperial concubine. She is often amazed by the imperial concubine's sharp intuition, and also finds that the imperial concubine has a different perception of people's hearts and schemes than ordinary people!

Sometimes, she only needs to glance lightly to know whether the other party's joy, laughter, or anger is true or false.

If born in modern times.Such talent can bring her proud achievements.

If born a man.This kind of talent can make her skyrocket in the court.

What's more, if she is the queen of Kangxi, she can do a lot!

But at this moment, she is not any of the previous ones!