Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

In the early morning of October in the lunar calendar, the autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, the grass and trees turn yellow and the geese return to the south.

When the emperor got up and stretched his legs out of the quilt, he felt a chill hit him. The warm autumn left too early, the late autumn came too fast, and the beginning of winter was about to begin.He pulled his legs back and immediately fell asleep again.

After not sleeping for long, I heard someone calling in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's almost dawn, you should get up."

He quietly got up, touched the waist of sister Wan next to him secretly, she groaned, and continued to sleep.Zhu Jianshen's mood immediately improved. The clothes brought by the palace man had been warmed on the stove for a long time, and he didn't feel cold at all when he put them on.After washing, the food suitable for eating in winter has been placed in front of you. The Yongle blue and white bowl is full of mutton noodles. Layered like a flower, half a bowl of noodles is half-covered. The meat and noodles are evenly sprinkled with finely chopped green onions and sesame seeds, and a layer of ginger mustard spicy oil is poured on it.

Next to it, there are two crispy thousand-layer pancakes on the yellow-glazed plate from Tianshun Niannian, as well as crispy green garlic fried pork and rich and intense stewed pork. All oily things are suitable for eating in winter, and you can eat another one after eating The warm and flowing brown sugar shortbread is cool.

While eating, he asked: "Sister Wan was talking about elbows when she was sleeping in the middle of the night. I asked you to make Dongpo elbows for her. Did you do it?"

"Back to the emperor, I will do it as soon as you order in the middle of the night. After a while, the empress will wake up and eat."

Zhu Jianshen nodded, and took a look at her study: "Is there any Duke Zhou who interprets dreams?"

"Your Majesty, the villain has already checked. If someone kills a pig, the Lord will be lucky. If you see a pig, the Lord will report success frequently. As for the dream about the elbow, it may be because your mother is hungry."

The emperor thought so too.

Over the quilted Taoist robe, he wore a quilted dragon robe and a warm thick hat.

Wheat made the charcoal fire in the stove very good. The charcoal was covered with thick ashes. It didn’t feel hot when held in the hand, but it was hot. It was covered with thick ashes. It would take a long time to burn, so I stood at the door and waited. : "Your Majesty, hand stove."

The emperor didn't take over the stove, then turned around and went to the bed to look at Wan Zhen'er, and saw that she was lying on her side under the thick quilt, her body was undulating like a mountain, it was the same at first, but it was originally the shape of a monkey's back and a wasp's waist, Now it's a posture with a ball in its mouth.He looked at it quietly for a while, then patted his chest: "I always feel like I'm going to give birth, huh, when your mother is going to give birth, let me know immediately."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Even though the emperor had to remind him every day before going out, Gao Nanny still agreed happily.

Wan Zhen'er seemed to be asleep, and asked quietly, "Have you wiped your face?"

"No." Zhu Jian said with deep brows and drooping eyes: "It's too sissy to put on face and mouth."

Wan Zhen'er got up angrily, feeling like a tortoise on all fours, and she was too tired to get up, so she sat up panting, and glared at him first: "My face hurts every day, I have to stare at you every day. Humph! Take it here!"

Mother Lin hurriedly handed over a box of 'Nursing Beauty Cream' and a box of 'Peach Blossom Drunk', the former is milky white face cream, the latter is peach red lip balm.

Wan Zhen'er grimaced, hooked his hands at him, Zhu Jianshen hurriedly got on the bed, handed her face over, saw that she had picked up a lot of facial fat, put a few points on his face, and then rubbed it indiscriminately.He screamed: "Oh, take it easy, it's too much."

"Not much, you don't understand." Wan Zhen'er wiped her hands on the handkerchief again, picked up some lip balm and applied it on his lips again: "Take a sip."

Zhu Jian took a deep sip, and then complained: "It's so delicious, it makes them laugh. The mouth is full of oil, and it's quite sweet. From now on, I can eat fried dough sticks without wiping my mouth, which saves trouble."

Wan Zhen'er pinched his fat face: "Why don't you just use fried dough sticks and pancakes to wipe your face! Huh! I made this with orchid oil, almond oil, osmanthus sesame oil, honey beeswax, and rose juice. It’s a good thing, it’s a prescription given by the hospital, so it doesn’t matter if you eat it in your stomach.”

Zhu Jianshen pursed his lips again, and still complained: "It's too greasy." While talking, he suddenly kissed her on the face, leaving a light red mimeograph: "That's good."

Wan Zhen'er annoyed and laughed: "Little villain! If you make trouble again, I'll wake up! You go, go to court!"

Zhu Jianshen took the cloisonne hand warmer with a deep smile, stood under the cotton door curtain and took a deep breath before mustering up the courage to go out.The cold wind blowing on the face is still acceptable, but it will not work after a while.

He got into the warm sedan chair and went to court with a bitter haha. The two eunuchs walked quickly beside the warm sedan chair, one on the left and the other on the right. The guard of honor followed behind the warm sedan chair.

Chatting with Wynn one after another: "it's too cold for the court meeting. I have changed it from once every three days to once every five days. Why is it still so unbearable?"

Wynn smiled: "The emperor is a rare Mingjun. In the last few years, the first emperor was lazy to go to court. He thought that the great court would be too cold in winter, too hot in summer, and the wind and sand in spring and autumn were too strong. The front of Fengtian Gate is too spacious to block the wind .”

Zhu Jianshen smiled sarcastically, his imperial court started from the time of winter and spring communication, and it will be the second winter again, congratulations!Secretly complaining in my heart, the Hunjun said he was a Hunjun, and still made so many excuses, the first emperor was the kind of person who always found fault with others, no wonder he killed Yu Qian as soon as he came back.Hmph, foolish gentleman!

Yu Qian floated silently beside him, he was already a ghost, no matter how cold the wind was, he didn't feel cold, on the contrary, he was quite happy.Looking at the current appearance of the emperor, he is really diligent, but the winter is indeed too cold.The ministers stood together to shield each other from the wind, only the outermost circle felt cold, but the emperor was different.

The imperial gate hearing began, and the emperor sat in the Fengtian gate where the cold wind was blowing constantly, and said to the attendants on the left and right: "Come closer."

The attendants are not only eunuchs, but also the emperor's trusted ministers, and some people from Jin Yiwei.

The ministers lined up and walked across the Jinshui Bridge, and were about to come to Fengtian Gate, and lined up to dance and worship.

The emperor came early, and sat on the dragon chair obediently waiting for them to walk across the Jinshui Bridge—the cunning emperor would take the opportunity to go back to the house to hide for a while, but Zhu Jianshen was very honest sometimes, for example, now—he sucked With a runny nose, he took the handkerchief and dealt with it: "Yuan Bin, come here."

Yuan Bin took two steps forward and asked in a low voice, "What is the emperor's order?"

Zhu Jianshen's little face flushed, "Are you cold?"

"Uh. I'm not cold."

Zhu Jianshen turned around again and asked, "How about you? Are you cold?"

"It's okay, sir, it's a bit cold."

"What about you?"

"I'm not cold, ahhhh! I'm ashamed."

Zhu Jianshen waved his hands: "Go back and drink ginger soup." He was a little depressed, if he put his hands in his sleeves, his hands would not be cold, but he couldn't touch the stove.If you touch the hand stove, the palm is not cold, but the back of the hand is cold.He rubbed his hands and then his face, his face didn't feel greasy anymore, he took a closer look at Yuan Bin, he looked pretty good: "Yuan Bin, why aren't you cold?"

Yuan Bin replied truthfully: "I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and my energy and blood are strong, so I am not cold."

Zhu Jianshen said that I also practiced martial arts since I was a child. Sister Wan is serious about teaching, and I am also serious about learning.Generally speaking, a young man like me should be less afraid of the cold than an old man like you, but my face hurts from the cold, and it hurts in the past two days. Yesterday and today, sister Wan forced me to wipe my face with something greasy , It really doesn't hurt anymore.He looked at the door behind him: "Close the door at the back, the draft is so cold."

He and Yuan Bin were discussing with each other—why is it so cold! "The emperor used to live in Chengqian Palace. The smaller the courtyard, the more sheltered from the wind and warm."

——Are the folks so cold too! "It's always colder outside the city than inside, and the wilderness is the coldest."

——Put on the fox fur now, what to do in winter! "The fox fur is still warm."

—Will the ministers laugh at my poor health? "Uh, the emperor is overworked due to his busy schedule."

——Why do I feel more and more cold.

As a well-informed commander of Jinyiwei, Yuan Bin gave the answer to every question, and the last question was the simplest: "Your Majesty, the beginning of winter will begin in ten days or so."

Zhu Jianshen looked depressed, and silently took two sips of hot tea: "Sister Wan dreamed about elbows, alas."

Yuan Bin was very puzzled: "Is this a desire to eat? Why is the emperor sighing?"

Zhu Jian sighed deeply: "I am the emperor, she is pregnant, she should dream of the sun and the moon in her bosom, why only dream of the elbow?"

"...What else did your lady dream about?"

Zhu Jianshen counted with his fingers: "Roasted pork with green onions, pagoda candies, bear's paws, fried rabbits, edible guqin, nectar from Guanyin Jingping bottle, crabapple fruit, hawthorn, persimmons, aren't the persimmons ripe yet?"

"It's still a bit astringent, but it's almost edible."

The civil and military officials finally lined up neatly, and the officials shouted long live and formally went to court.

……

In the Kangning Palace, the Queen Mother Zhou stretched her waist and was about to get up. She lifted the quilt and let her feet hang down. The maids put on her shoes.She didn't feel cold even in unlined clothes. She took a look in front of the mirror and saw that her face was flushed, energetic and beautiful.

Sister Xi trembled a little: "Ma'am, aren't you cold?"

"It's neither cold nor cold! It seems that ginseng really works! Bring it, bring it here." The Queen Mother Zhou did it herself, using a golden spoon to fill a large spoonful, including ginseng slices and honey, and gave it a clang. Throw it into a golden bowl, and someone next to it took a silver pot and poured boiling water to wash away the big lump of honey ginseng.Empress Dowager Zhou took a sip, found it bitter, and added two tablespoons of brown sugar to it, then stirred it up, raised her orchid finger, and ate it up in small bites.

"Isn't she born yet?"

"Go back to your mother, not yet."

"Yo, she's planning to hold it in until the New Year's rebirth, is it enough for thirteen months? Ha ha."

Miss Xi didn't know what to say.

……

In Chengqian Palace, Wan Zhen'er was still sound asleep, when suddenly she felt a sharp pain, and she recovered from the pain: "Ah! I seem to be giving birth!"