Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

Although Zhu Qizhen fell into the hands of the Wala people, the correspondence with the palace has never been broken. In the letter, he told his mother and wife not to miss him, and praised Zhu Qiyu in the heart of the new emperor. Zhu Qiyu felt warm in his heart when he saw it— — It was Yuan Bin who caught the knife.

Zhu Qizhen is usually willing to treat his younger brother well, that's because his younger brother is very obedient, but now he's up and down, with the opposite status, he really can't lift his spirits and is embarrassed to coax his younger brother.

Yuan Bin has been in the officialdom for more than 20 years, and he is almost 40 years old. Even if he doesn't understand the royal family's sophistication, he can predict it to some extent.He explained to the emperor again and again, and persuaded him to relax, and finally changed a lot of words and eased the tone when ghostwriting.

When the palace received the letter, it was heartbreaking and weeping.

Naturally, he packed a large amount of things and sent messengers to send them over.

The Empress Dowager personally went through the clothes, shoes and hats, bedding, internal medicines, facial fats and mouth fats, snacks and candies, as well as books and papers to be sent out, and ordered Wang Shanggong to write a ghostwriter to explain the public affairs.

Empress Qian covered her eyes: "The concubine's eyes... don't mention it. Don't let the emperor worry about it outside, I won't cry now." I dare not cry anymore.

The empress dowagers of the two palaces comforted him together: "Don't worry."

"With Yu Shangshu here, the emperor will definitely come back."

Wan Zhen'er quietly asked: "What happened to the Queen's eyes?"

Cheng En said in a low voice, "One of them went blind from crying."

"Oh? You can cry blind!" Wan Zhen'er whispered: "I thought crying blind eyes and worrying about gray hair were just bluffing. The Queen Mother's hair is so gray..." When Emperor Xuande died, he turned white. Half of it, when the orthodox emperor lost, half of it was white.

Cheng En shook his head: "I heard that Shang Gong and Grandpa scolded you together?"

"Well, I made a mistake."

"They are all for your own good. My former son, Eunuch Jin, also taught Xiaohuo, saying that in the palace, you should walk on thin ice as if you are facing an abyss, and you should not be negligent. Tell me what you want to inquire about in the future. The emperor will come to our palace to talk about it." During the defense of the capital, I heard a word well."

Wan Zhen'er slapped her thigh: "I was really negligent! Hey, this is for you."

"what?"

"Fried quail. The imperial dining room sent more than 20 quails to the small kitchen of the East Palace, and stewed two for the prince. The prince didn't like to eat it. I shared the rest with the mothers and I fried a few. There is no meat in this thing. It's good to have the bones burnt, but I don't have time to chew slowly, the prince grabbed the fried quail and stuffed it into his mouth."

Cheng En smiled and said, "Thank you."

Wan Zhen'er chuckled: "You're welcome, I eat really good in the East Palace."

"I can see that you have a lucky face now." This is a polite way of saying that you have a fat face.

……

On the prince's birthday, he wore a red envelope and kowtowed in front of the Empress Dowager Sun in the Palace of Compassion and the Queen Mother Wu in the Palace of Shoukang, and got a bunch of rewards.

He was hugged on the kang by two 'old ladies' in their 40s. You pinched your face, and I pinched my hands for a while.

"Little baby is so good."

"If you are white and fat, you will be blessed if you look at it."

"Look at the rattle~"

"Buhu, do you like it~"

Little Zhu Baobao threw himself on the tiger and softly yelled: "I am Wu Song!"

"Hahahaha, okay, Tiger Fighting Hero!"

"So brave!"

The two graceful queen mothers laughed together. Both of them had gray hair, but the graying of Queen Mother Sun was more serious. Now that the matter is over, I learned from my son's letter that his life is not bad, so I feel relieved La.

Empress Qian has also moved to the Compassionate Ning Palace now. She almost lives directly in the Buddhist hall. After crying and blinding one eye, she looks a little scary.

She used to be a gentle and dignified woman full of bookishness, but now because one eye is blind, the eye is empty and silent, the eyelid cannot be opened, there are many gray hairs on the sideburns, and the face has lost the luster of the past. Very thin.Looking at the little prince, she couldn't laugh, and was even more depressed. She really couldn't understand how the queen mother and the prince could laugh so cheerfully before the emperor came back.

Little Zhu Baobao saw that she always had a sullen face, and her face suddenly changed, and she was a little scared in her heart, and she didn't dare to get close to her.He just climbed onto Queen Wang's lap and put his arms around Queen Wang's neck: "Niang Niang~" Literally called empress Liang Liang, which was still very cute.

Queen Wang hugged the hot and chubby baby: "Obey~ so cute~"

The palace specially held a banquet in the Huagai Palace for him, and invited civil and military officials to the banquet. After all, this was the first important festival after the victory.

The rewards for meritorious deeds have been completed, and Yu Qian was awarded the title of Prince Shaobao, and the rest of the meritorious officials were promoted to nobles, and they were given fines.

Even the pension money to appease the casualties was paid out exactly.

As the protagonist of this Qianqiu Banquet, the prince himself ran out for a walk, tried his best to look up at the emperor and the ministers, and almost fell a few times because he raised his head so hard.Mammy carefully supported her from behind—Wan Zhen'er was still too young and sometimes unreliable, so she was left behind.

The courtiers: "Your Highness is really a sign of longevity!"

"Your Highness is very clever!"

"Your Highness is very similar to Your Majesty."

Seeing the person closest to him, the prince asked childishly, "Are you Yu Shangshu?"

Really, Yu Shangshu is now sitting closest to the emperor.

Yu Qian wore a half-new official uniform, cupped his hands and said, "I am right." He lowered his head and looked directly at the prince.

The prince understood the word 'yes', blinked his big eyes, and said seriously: "You are so amazing."

Zhu Qiyu drank the wine and laughed: "It seems that Yu Shangshu's reputation is known to everyone. Seeing deeply, Yu Shangshu is your prince Shaobao now. When you grow up, you should humbly ask Yu Shangshu for advice to govern the country. Of the policy."

Yu Qian really didn't show his emotions or anger, and his expression was as usual: "I'm just doing my duty."

Three question marks popped out of Zhu Jianshen's head, and he wanted to talk to him a few more words, but he didn't know what to say: "Sister Wan is, um, likes to tell your story very much."

Everyone present felt embarrassed, His Royal Highness, don't bring it up on the stage to say that you have a storyteller maid by your side.

Yu Qian said with a smile: "The prince usually likes to listen to stories about wars?"

Zhu Jianshen nodded: "Stories about wars, stories about gods, stories about history... I like them all!"

Yu Qian breathed a sigh of relief, but don't like the story of the war, if you like it, you will go to the war, and then you will be arrested again.At this age, I don't want to endure another 20 years and have another battle to defend the capital.

Zhu Jianshen asked again: "Yu Shangshu, have you ever written a book?"

Yu Qian shook his head: "No, I occasionally write a few poems, but I haven't written a book about them."

Zhu Jianshen: "What do you mean?"

Yu Qian translated it again himself: "I have never written a book."

His chubby face was full of regret: "It's a pity, I am learning to read, and I will be able to read soon."

Zhu Qiyu couldn't help laughing, although the little prince is stupid, it's still fun, the maid who told him the story really admired Yu Qian, okay, he's not a fool. "If Yu Shaobao writes a book, I will print [-] copies for you and spread it all over the world."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Long En, but I just picked up the wisdom of others and didn't dare."

Zhu Jianshen listened to their polite conversation, and felt drowsy. He was carried to the seat, fed a small bowl of steamed meat soup, drank a cup of human milk with a golden cup, and then sat and dozed off.

Zhu Qiyu raised the golden cup: "I respect you all, without you, there would be no great tomorrow."

Everyone hurriedly stood up with their cups in hand: "Your Majesty is blessed, and you rely on the soldiers to use their lives. The ministers will have little merit."

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand: "My dear friends, what you said is wrong. The buds have not yet moved, and the signs have not been seen. It is obvious that the survival and death are the only ones, and the gains and losses are important. Before the prohibition, let the Lord stand in a place of glory, and the world is famous. Filial piety, such a holy minister."

"Yao has his heart in the world, and his ambition is for the poor. He is sorry for the crimes of all surnames, and he is worried about the failure of all living beings. Benevolence is manifested and righteousness is established, and virtue is broadened. Therefore, the people are not rewarded, but the people are persuaded, and the people are not punished. First. Forgive and then teach, this is the way of Yao."

The emperor and his civil and military ministers boasted to each other. The emperor praised all the ministers who prevented the orthodox emperor from going out as "sages", and the ministers praised the emperor as Yao and Shun.

Baby Zhu listened to their cadenced talk for a long time, and became more and more sleepy.

On the table in front of others, different tableware was used according to the grade, but there was not much difference in fact. After all, the people who could have a banquet here were all in the first three rows in the middle.

On the plate are moxibustion yellow chicks, lotus pod fish buns (steamed fish made from lotus pods), yellow finch stewed in wine, Yunlin goose (steamed goose with wine and honey), crystal squash (frozen meat skin), deer head soup, golden Yinjie (crab roe and crab cake), Yuyansuo (yam cake), Snowflake Crisp (dessert).

The ones in front of the little prince were almost all looking at the dishes. The mammy picked out a very tender chicken with chopsticks, served him two bites, and picked up another piece of fish with chopsticks. Toothache from chopsticks.

Crab roe and crab meat are too cold, and deer head soup is too aphrodisiac, so children can't eat it.

He looked curiously at what his uncle was drinking again, but he couldn't see what was in the cup, so he took it for granted that it was milk.He picked up the Huamomo in front of him and played with it in his hands. He became sleepy while playing, and almost fell down on the wide throne when he crooked his body.

Fortunately, she was helped up by the nuns.

After eating and drinking, it was getting dark outside, Zhu Qiyu: "Go out and set off fireworks. See deep, see deep, don't sleep yet."

"Ahhhh~" Zhu Jianshen jumped off the ground, stretched his waist, and plunged into his uncle's arms: "Hug~"

Zhu Qiyu was half drunk, so he picked him up immediately, and suddenly felt a pain in his waist...it must be because he was tired from the two times with Quan last night. Crisp, I know the truth.

He was calm and composed, pretending that he was just lifted up and turned upside down, and then put him down firmly, with one hand supporting his waist, and the other holding the little prince's hand to go out to watch the fireworks.

The little fire fighters rushed out with the cloaks, cotton jackets, and fox furs of the emperor, prince, and adults, and waited for everyone to wear thick clothes.

The room is as warm as spring, and you are sweating profusely from drinking alcohol. If you go out and be hit by the cold wind, you will definitely get sick.

Zhu Jianshen wore a bright red cotton-padded silk jacket with flowers, the cuffs and neckline were trimmed with white rabbit fur, and he wore a pointed hood, on which small floral patterns such as red bats, broken branches, flowers, jade rabbits, and medicine patterns were scattered. The hat is It is lined with rabbit fur, and the edge is also exposed with white fluff piping, which is very cute!

The fireworks show in the palace is exquisite and beautiful.

Zhu Qiyu leaned on Jin Ying drunkenly, and taught the little prince to read poems: "The smallpox comes for countless months, and the five-color auspicious clouds surround the Jiangtai." Looking up at the sky, he really couldn't imagine that at this moment last year, he was just the king of Ying. Wang Zhende politely called 'Elder-in-law'. In just one year, he was already the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, but that arrogant and arrogant good brother is now a prisoner of the Oirats.funny.

Zhu Jianshen's eyes widened in fascination, looking at the dazzled sky, the sound of cannons sounded like thunder and thunderbolts, and the sky was like paper, covered with dazzling epiphyllum.

It's a pity that it was short-lived.

Zhu Qiyu felt emotional for a long time, and seeing Zhu Jianshen staring at the fireworks with wide eyes, he sneered and smiled, then turned his head and told Zhao Jinbao, his supervisor: "You send someone to prepare some Lantern Festivals, and when they are ready, bury them in the snow and freeze them firmly. Hurry up and send it to the Supreme Emperor."

Zhao Jinbao agreed and ordered to go down immediately.

Zhu Qiyu sighed: "Thousands of miles together." Sending it over now, he should be able to eat it during the Lantern Festival.

There was a banquet in the previous dynasty, and a banquet in the harem. In addition to the two empress dowagers, all the women who were favored by the two emperors were recruited to make up the number. There were less than fifteen people in total. Entering the palace for a banquet, there will be many more people.

Empress Dowager Sun and Empress Dowager Wu said: "When Emperor Xiandi was here, except for our sisters who were lucky enough to give birth to children, there were ten concubines who survived to be buried with them. When Emperor Xiandi was here, a few fell ill. The current harem is It's a little faded now."

Empress Dowager Wu nodded: "Yes, the emperor is too strict."

Empress Wang glanced at Concubine Quan, smiled all over her face and said, "What the empress mother said is true!"

Concubine Quan looked at the little prince beside her. This was the only son of the current emperor. She sat with a straight waist, more confident than the queen.

The untitled Zhou Dalian, Wan Baoer and other palace people opened another table next to it. The atmosphere was delicate. Thanks to their emperor, the two camps were drawn as the dividing line, and there were some secret auras in the two camps—— If there were mobile phones now, there would be twelve WeChat groups among these eight women, and they would be blocked in Moments and ten categories.

The ladies were talking about soft, graceful and meaningless topics, chatting left and right as they passed the time.

Hearing that the empress above wanted to get some women for the emperor, the wives were all unmoved. The girls in their families had status and families, and they would not enter the palace to be concubines. If they wanted to be queens, they would be queens.

It doesn't matter, in the East Palace, Wan Zhen'er watched the maids clean up the house during the day, paid them five taels of silver out of her own pocket in the afternoon, and went to the imperial dining room to ask for more meat and vegetables. I went out to buy candy, asked the cook to set up two tables, and asked for an extra half a sheep, a catty of ginger, and the maids also made a jar of wine.

"Sister Wan, come and have a drink or two."

"Sister Wan is so generous."

"Sister Wan, we offer you a toast."

Wan Zhen'er saw that their kindness was hard to refuse, let alone spending her own money, so she drank two cups, tore half of a roast chicken and ate it with a flatbread: "Come on, I'll go back and wait for the prince. Your Highness usually I fell asleep at this hour, why haven't you come back yet?"

When she wandered back, she saw someone lying on the couch in the outer room, where the prince played games during the day and she slept and kept vigil at night.

Wan Zhen'er's face sank: "Who is so bold."

The man lay face inward, apparently asleep, and did not answer.

Wan Zhen'er stepped forward, reached out to grab her shoulder, and suddenly saw a punch coming towards the door, she dodged and dodged, exclaiming: "Master!"

Wen Si stopped, laughed and said, "It's good if you can avoid it."

Wan Zhen'er couldn't laugh at all, she looked around and saw that there was no one guarding the hall, so she went out to hide while the nuns were away.She rushed to the door with a stride, and closed the half-open door: "Master, why are you here? The lights in the imperial city are still on, what if someone sees you?"

"Don't worry, there aren't many spells for the teacher's association. Illusion is the best. No one can see me." Wen Si raised his eyebrows: "I haven't seen you for half a year, why are you suddenly more stable?"

Wan Zhen'er breathed a sigh of relief, asked the master to sit down, and sat beside herself, smiling calmly and generously: "I was a little bit drifting a while ago, and I was scolded by Master Zhang. Now I have learned to be cautious in everything and don't wanton presumptuous."

"Well, that's right. You are as dangerous in the palace as I used to be in the rivers and lakes. You may lose your head at any time. It's just that the more I was afraid of death at that time, the less likely I was to die. Here, the more The better to be cautious." After Wen Si finished speaking, he took out a candied haws from his sleeve: "Do you want to eat?"

Wan Zhen'er took it and ate it with a click: "It's delicious!"

Wen Si's face turned pale, and he took out a stick from his sleeve. On the stick was a golden and burnt yellow pagoda. There is a wind chime hanging under the eaves. The sugar is translucent, and the doors and windows are solidified fine sugar threads, creating a perspective effect. You can see the layers of the ground inside. When you reach the top of the tower, you can look in through the windows. There is a Maitreya Buddha with a big belly inside.

Wan Zhen'er held the stick and looked at it for a long time, then got closer to smell it, a little puzzled: "What is this?"

"Sugar painting, haven't you seen it?"

"Master, don't fool me. The sugar paintings are all drawn on boards." Wan Zhen'er looked left and then: "There is no such delicate pattern in the palace."

Wen Si triumphantly said, "This is the candy painting of Xianjia, for you to eat and play." She didn't want to say that these are the practice products that have been working hard to control the real qi recently...the other few are made of caramel and pigment All the big flower baskets were taken away by the little fairies.Wen Si boasted: "Do you think that the gods who are cooks are the same as the cooks in the world? We all use [-] dishes to eat fried noodles!"

"Wow, what's there?"

"Bean sprouts, cucumber, Chinese toon, diced celery, cucumber shreds, radish shreds, green beans, soybeans, meat, shrimp, scallops, magnolia slices, small water radish sprouts, green onion, pea sprouts, pear shreds, mustard seedlings, pepper leaves, fried peanuts …The garlic should be purple-skinned single-headed garlic, and the vinegar should be authentic Shanxi mature vinegar." Wen Si wiped his saliva: "Don't talk, I'll go back to fry the noodles in a while."

Wan Zhen'er held the pagoda of sugar shreds glued to the pole, and wanted to take a bite, but had nowhere to put her mouth. This thing is so beautiful, it would be a waste to eat it as candy. "This thing is really miraculous, master, you are really a god."

Wen Si pinched his chin and smiled happily, and patted her head: "Good boy. Why do you smell like milk?"

Wan Zhen'er lowered her head and sniffed: "No, I was transferred to serve the prince recently, and he is still drinking milk, and his body smells delicious."

Wen Sidao: "Hurry up and take a bite. Not only does it look good, it's also delicious to eat."

Wan Zhen'er bit off a layer on the top of the tower, not because of her big mouth, but because of the small size of the tower, the thickest lower layer is similar to the thickest part of her forearm, and the top of the tower is even smaller like a sugar orange .

In a hurry, Wen Si taught her the formulas and movements of Qinggong: "Okay, I'm leaving."

Wan Zhen'er quickly grabbed her sleeve: "Master, if I have something to do, how can I find you?"

"Don't look for me, I'm going to retreat when I go back. If I don't retreat, I really can't catch up with Brother Zhuo's progress. If I can't beat him, I can't force him to listen to me." Wen Si rubbed her head: "You are alive Rely on yourself when you are young, but after you die, as a teacher, you can find someone to scoop you up."

After saying these words, she didn't open the door, she threw herself on the door and disappeared, as if she squeezed through the crack of the door.

Wan Zhen'er hurriedly put the sugar tower in the vase next to her, chased after her and opened the door, but she saw the white and thin snow all over the ground, and there was no footprint on the snow.

It's kind of scary.

Suddenly someone's voice was heard again, the little prince was wrapped in red satin and sat crookedly in a small red lacquered chariot painted with gold, dozing off with his head down, a double chin protruding from his chubby face.There was an oil-paper umbrella on the top, the nuns and maids on both sides held lanterns, and the little fireman carried the walking chariot, and a group of people came back silently.

Nanny Zhu said in a low voice: "His Highness fell asleep from exhaustion. You carry him in, let's clean up first." There were many snowflakes on their bodies.

Wan Zhen'er said softly: "I asked them to cook a pot of mutton soup, and everyone went to eat a bowl to warm their bodies."

"it is good."

"That's great!"

She picked up the baby rolled up in the quilt, and Mammy Zhu held up the umbrella to cover the little prince, and the two went up the steps, and before entering the room, they unwrapped the satin and handed it to the little fireman.

Madam Zhu said, "Go in and close the door."

He took off the red hood, red jacket and shoes for the prince, and put them on the bed.

The quilt was spread on the bed early, and a large Tang Pozi was stuffed in the quilt. Now the Tang Pozi was removed, and what was left was the hot quilt.

Zhu Jianshen, who was still sleeping, also took off the coat he was wearing, revealing his underwear and trousers, stuffed it into the warm quilt, put on the calico tiger that was dried by the brazier, and covered the quilt.

Zhu Jianshen was extremely comfortable, he hummed in his sleep, and his sleep was even more sweet.

Jin Gou hooked the bed curtain embroidered with Penglai Fairy Mountain, Wan Zhen'er was about to put down the bed curtain when he saw that he automatically adjusted his sleeping position, hugged the little tiger with both hands, and rubbed his face on the pillow.

Hey, so cute.