Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

"Send Mr. Gu out of the palace."

"Don't dare, Your Highness, please come back." The old man with a white beard and wearing court clothes and boots said "Your Highness, please come back", but his posture was like 'Your Highness, please respect yourself'.

Zhu Jianshen was out of school, and the teacher came home from the palace. He wore a purple gold crown with hair inlaid with beads on his head, white silk and blue grass pattern arrow sleeves, and a red tunic flower unicorn hydrangea gown. There are amulets around the neck, jade pendants and purses hanging from the waist.

He walked out of the study slowly, very tired, and his brain was about to explode.This teacher is a serious Confucian, and he can quote scriptures and classics when he speaks. He can tell from where the first sentence came from, which famous historical figure quoted this sentence, where, why, and what happened next in that place. , What results did it lead to, and how did it affect future generations.

He stood on the steps, walked down two steps slowly, and still stood on the steps to watch his husband leave, very polite and virtuous.

When the current emperor Zhu Qizhen was still the prince, he ran very fast every time, and he disappeared without a trace before his husband walked out of the house.

The stairs of the steps are also exquisite. Only the palaces where the emperor lived, such as the Temple of Heaven and the Qianqing Palace, have nine steps. Princes with official titles can use seven steps in the main hall, and most of the rest have five steps. The small rich and gentry use three steps. As for ordinary people, if there is a threshold, they are considered rich.

Wan Zhen'er looked through the crack of the door for a while, seeing the old man walking away, she hastily came out of the room to greet him: "Jian Shen, you finally rested."

Zhu Jianshen fell directly into her arms as if in a coma, completely ignoring Zhou Li and appearance: "Sister Wan~Mr. was so excited, he dragged me on for half an hour, eat quickly, I'm going to faint from hunger. "

Wan Zhen'er swung her arms with the strength of a hundred catties, and carried him back.A nine-year-old boy is a bit fat, weighing seventy catties.On the premise of insisting on practicing martial arts every day, she was able to carry Zhu Jianshen into the house from the door, walked a dozen steps, and gently put him on the ground: "I can't hold him anymore!"

Zhu Jianshen was very hungry, and there was a table of delicious food next to him, but he didn't want to eat it, so he just hugged her, and was also hugged by Wan Zhen'er.

This embrace is warm and safe, with broad shoulders, strong arms, and the hot body temperature of the clothes in the thin spring shirt.

Those strong and powerful hands held his hand, and Wan Zhen'er said in a deep voice: "Jian Shen, go to bed early tonight, don't stay up late."

Zhu Jian was as soft as a cucumber that had been in the sun for a week in summer, relying on the fulcrum to support himself from falling: "Gentlemen have assigned homework, and they can only sleep after finishing it."

Every plate and bowl of dishes on the table was covered with thick porcelain lids to keep warm. The maids quickly lifted the lids and wiped off the dripping water from the lids.He brought down the chicken soup sitting on the small stove, filled a bowl, and started blowing.

Wan Zhen'er felt distressed and helped him to sit at the table: "Otherwise, I will help you with some homework, okay? You have to practice calligraphy by yourself, but there are some people who read books, look up information, and make judgments based on classics. I can help you. You sum up."

Zhu Jianshen opened his mouth lazily, Wan Zhen'er took the bowl of chicken soup brought by the maid, and fed it to him spoon by spoon.

After eating a bowl of hot and fragrant chicken soup, Baby Zhu finally regained some energy, and took a bite out of a sea cucumber: "It's not delicious."

I ate pearl meatballs again. The steamed meatballs wrapped in glutinous rice were a little cold, not hot enough, but still delicious.There are also three cups of chicken, stir-fried winter melon, radish and mutton soup, and a bowl of rice, and I ate it happily.

In the end, I took a milk bun, fried pork with garlic and vinegared cabbage, and thought while eating: "Sister Wan, help me with my homework, um, help me turn the pages, will it be too hard?"

My husband said that women are stupid and weak... I can't see the weakness.

I don't think you are stupid either, but most of the women in the palace are stupid except you.

Wan Zhen'er also ate together, she still likes sea cucumbers, the taste is a bit strange, after all, it is more precious than beef and mutton.He smiled and said, "I'll help you flip through the books at night, and you go to class during the day, so I can catch up on sleep."

"Okay! That's it!"

Wan Zhen'er said again: "I just sent a few pieces of jade pendants of Linfeng Chengxiang, Liannian Youyu, and Persimmon Ruyi. I want you to keep them."

Zhu Jianshen gnawed on the milk bread indifferently: "You play with it."

What he wears, what he wears, what he eats and what he uses are all arranged by Wan Zhen'er.The clothes she is wearing now, except for this pair of pink pants, are all matched by sister Wan.The white arrow-sleeved gown is covered with a bright red long bikini, which is very cute, and it also looks good when turned over. Wearing a bright red robe with a snow-white bijia is also very handsome.

Wan Zhen'er said again: "There are two silks and satins with fragrant flowers and three yuan (orchid, jasmine, osmanthus). I don't think you can wear them properly. Concubine Zhou came to us again to play the autumn wind, so I gave her one."

Zhu Jianshen smashed the bottom of the bowl with chopsticks irritably: "I heard that the emperor doesn't like her, why doesn't she know how to restrain herself." If I become the emperor in the future and she becomes the queen, I don't know how greedy and unreasonable I will be.

Wan Zhen'er laughed dryly, but she was not easy to answer. After all, she is the real mother and child. No matter how bad her heart is, there is still a relationship: "Don't mention her, a piece of silk, a few palace flowers, and a few golden melon seeds It's nothing. Your Highness, my master said, she has something to tell you when there is no one around."

Zhu Jianshen nodded and put down his chopsticks: "I'm full."

The palace lady used an ebony tray again, holding a bowl of Geyaoying Qinghaitang: "Your Highness, the Ruixiang soup is ready."

Wan Zhen'er took it again and blew it, and took a sip: "This medicine is really delicious."

"Give Sister Wan a bowl." Zhu Jianshen took it again, drank it down, and commented: "Hi'er~ I'm so full!"

The court lady brought over another old cup—the Xuande Colorful Phoenix Cup. There was hot tea in the cup. Zhu Jianshen lost his mouth and spit the water into the orthodox blue and white bowl.Sitting lazily on the chair, he sighed faintly.Someone also waited for Wan Zhen'er to rinse her mouth.

Another person was holding a copper basin, and Wan Zhen'er washed Zhu Jianshen's hands with hot water and bath beans, and wiped his face with a hot towel, and then he said slowly, "You all step back."

Everyone retreated.

Zhu Jianshen asked eagerly: "What did the master say? Does she know the whereabouts of your lord?"

Wan Zhen'er said helplessly: "She hurriedly said a word and left, I didn't have time to speak."

"Why doesn't she come now?" Zhu Jianshen looked around, got up and said, "I'm going to burn incense for Sir Yu."

Chengqian Palace has its own small Buddhist hall, which enshrines a picture of the Three Western Saints Walking Clouds from the Song Dynasty, Avalokitesvara made by He Chaozong, and Arhats made of Yuanbai porcelain.He Chaozong's Avalokitesvara is simple and elegant, with smooth clothing patterns, expressive expressions and lifelike images, while Yuanbai porcelain's Arhat knife technique is rough and powerful, very wild.

There are also golden Buddha statues tributed by Tibet, and jade Wenchang emperors rewarded by the emperor, all of which are also placed here.

Yu Qian has already arrived at Chengqian Palace, Wen Si greeted and chatted with the door god: "It's hard work, hard work."

"It's hard to meet, it must be Jianghu." The door god asked: "Old Yuanliang traveled in a hurry, I never asked your name."

Wen Si was taken aback, how could someone who can speak slang words become a door god? After thinking about it, he must be a chivalrous man who punishes the strong and helps the weak, who secretly agrees with the will of God. "Miangui's surname is Yiduo Yiheng, and her husband's surname is Chaoshao Yiyue."

"Guibaokou?" What do you do?

"I can't afford Baokou, Chaoyangsheng." The businessman.

"Where did it come from?"

"There is a shed on the soil." It is a village.

Yu Qian: I am a little worried about the position of goalkeeper.

This is black talk, right?The Minister of the Ministry of punishment told me.

How powerful are you Jianghu people?It's really a chivalrous crime with martial arts.

Wen Sizheng was arguing with him in nonsense, wanting to ask him about his details: "Ting Yi, you go in first."

Yu Qian nodded, passed by with his hands in his hands, went in and followed his breath to find His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Zhu Jianshen was digging under the altar table with his butt pouted, and while Yu Qian was frowning, he pulled out a piece of paper.It was a piece of stiff paper, apparently slipped into a gap in the wood and concealed.

There is a line of words written on the paper, "The old prince Shaobao Yuqian's position".

Because it was just a piece of paper and couldn’t stand upright, Zhu Jianshen leaned the simple tablet on Guanyin’s body with his own hands, took out three incense sticks from the incense barrel next to him, lit them on the long-burning lamp, and the chubby hand fanned them twice, and the fans went out Burning the flame of the incense head, he held the incense devoutly and prayed: "My lord, you have a spirit in heaven, bless the empress dowager to live a long life, bless my father and emperor not to be stupid again, bless Mrs. Zhou to be honest, bless me and sister Wan Be in good health, and bless me to be able to answer Mr.'s question."

It was the first time Yu Qian saw someone offering incense to himself, and his mood was a bit complicated. When he thought that the person offering incense was the prince, his mood became even more complicated.She didn't know why Xiangu Wen brought her here, and she didn't know whether she should show up.

[Could it be to let me see the prince's attitude towards me, so that I can practice with peace of mind? ]

[Or let me secretly assist the prince? ]

[Or let me see how the incense gas is formed? ]

Zhu Jian sobbed deeply and began to cry: "The homework left by Mr. is too difficult! I really don't know which one is better, Fajia or Guanzi. Master Yu, please help me to do my homework by appearing."

Yu Qian: I will bear it! (╯﹏╰)b

Wan Zhen'er said: "I think Guan Zhong is better, he can make money and spend money, the Legalists are too strict. Now if the Legalists are in charge of the harem, I will never have dinner with you, nor can I dress like this."

Zhu Jian took a deep look at her and said, "According to the etiquette, you can't dress like this. Sigh, the etiquette has long since collapsed."

Wan Zhen'er: "That's right."

Zhu Jianshen hugged her, moaning and rubbing her face on her shoulder: "Mr. is always muttering that the world is going down, oh, it's so annoying. Sister Wan~ can't they finish the serious class quickly? There's another class, the next class."