Chapter 70

"Emperor, Zhao Xianrong asked to see you." Gao Dezhong came in and whispered his report.

At this time, Feng Jin was listening to a court musician playing Xijiang moon. He lifted it up and said, "let her in."

When Zhuang Luoyan came into the room and saw the emperor listening to the music, he knew that he would not be in a bad mood. He saluted and looked at the beauty who was playing the lute. "Xijiang Yue plays very well."

"Does Aifei also enjoy this song?" Feng Jin gave Zhuang Luoyan a seat. After listening to Zhuang Luoyan's comments on the song, he asked with interest, "I don't know. It's better for Princess Ai to talk to me."

"I listen to beautiful songs, watch beautiful dances, appreciate beautiful people, love beautiful flowers, and have nothing to do with elegance and vulgarity. How am I? Don't the emperor know?" Zhuang Luoyan hooked the corner of his mouth, "like things should have nothing to do with his own nobility and vulgarity. If you judge nobility and vulgarity first and then like it, where do you really like it? All noble people like it, vulgar people hate it, so it's more hypocritical to like it. " With that, he showed a righteous expression.

"You are a layman, but you still pull such a bunch of crooked theories. I really don't know how to say about you," Feng Jin said with a smile. It's just that Zhuang Luoyan's crooked theories are obvious. He was so stunned that he thought of Xu Zhaorong somehow, and then somehow and strangely agreed with them.

From xijiangyue, the two enjoy the flying flower and the Jackdaw playing in the water. Feng Jin sees that Zhuang Luoyan's eyes are half round. Finally, he waves the pipa musician to stop and says, "what's the matter with Princess Ai?"

Zhuang Luoyan glanced over the beauty who was playing the lute. "My careful thinking is still seen through by the emperor."

Feng Jin said with a smile, "how can I not understand your thoughts? Let's talk about it." Even if you don't know seven points, there are three points.

"I'm here to ask for my sister's favor," Zhuang Luoyan stood up to salute the emperor. Although the emperor's face didn't change, Zhuang Luoyan was sensitive to the subtle change in the emperor's mood. "I've always had a bad relationship with my sister, and even worse after entering the palace."

Feng Jin didn't expect that Zhuang Luoyan was so outspoken that he didn't even have any euphemism.

"I was born by myself, and my sister was born by concubines. My sister's birth mother was very humble, but she had a good hand. When I was young, I watched my mother for a long time, because my sister's birth mother was crying secretly, until my father found out that her birth mother wanted to count on her mother, and then she stopped thinking." Zhuang Luoyan tone with some anger and sadness, "now the past has passed, but the relationship between concubine and sister has not eased. Later, I went to the palace, and a lot of unpleasant things happened with my sister. We were called sisters, but our relationship was not as good as ordinary people. "

"My sister complained about me, and I didn't like her. But now she's gone, but I'm not happy. Maybe it's because she has something to do with me today, or maybe her surname is Zhuang. I don't ask much for my sister. I just ask the emperor to give her a favor and give her a glorious burial. " Zhuang Luoyan said and knelt down slowly.

Feng Jin thought that Zhuang Luoyan might come to ask for the favor of Zhuang Guiren and play the role of sisterhood in front of him. However, he didn't expect that Zhuang Luoyan did ask for the favor, but there was no meaning of sisterhood in the words. On the contrary, some of them were for the sake of the family.

Zhuang Luoyan's sincere words made Feng Jin not know how to express them for a moment. There were many women in the harem, but it was really wonderful to speak so plainly in front of him.

"Do you know that I said before that I buried your sister with a noble law?" Feng Jin looks at Zhuang Luoyan with the same complexion. The expression on his face can't show his happiness and anger.

"I know. I'm in a dilemma for the emperor." Zhuang Luoyan kowtowed.

"Well, I have some understanding of your mood." he was also a legitimate son, and had suffered from the loss of a common son before he ascended the throne. However, on the day king Gou really died, he was not very satisfied and happy. "Since you insisted on pleading for her, I felt your mood, so I named her Jieyu and buried her as a four character concubine."

"I thank emperor long en," Zhuang Luoyan raised his head and knocked down again.

Feng Jin sighed and reached for her. "It's so comfortable on the ground. You can't get up when you kneel down?"

"I just feel embarrassed by the Emperor..." Zhuang Luoyan seems to be moved and guilty, and even dare not look up to the emperor.

On the contrary, Feng Jin laughs and takes a man into his arms. This woman, sometimes, is really unspeakable, which suits his heart.

In the afternoon of that day, all the concubines in the back palace knew that after Zhao Xianrong went to Qianzheng palace, Zhuang Wanqing, who was not allowed to be granted the title of Jieyu, was granted the title of Jieyu, and even buried as a Debin.

This change made the people in the harem once again feel that Zhao Xianrong was favored. At the same time, they felt a little ironic. I'm afraid Zhuang Wanqing didn't expect that she would be her sister whom she hated the most.

The empress is some don't understand, Zhuang Luoyan ran to the emperor to ask for what kind of grace, it is difficult to want to play a good play of sisterhood, let the emperor think she is heavy on love and righteousness? This kind of trick is a bit clumsy. The emperor is not a lover.

"Heyu, let's invite the virtuous concubine." The queen opened her mouth. The affairs of the harem became more and more complicated. Immediately, several new people entered the harem. I don't know what the harem will be like.In fact, not only the queen did not understand, but also the people around Zhuang Luoyan did not understand.

When Yunxi and Zhuzhu saw that the master had asked for grace from Qianzheng palace, they changed a light colored dress, went to the gorgeous hairpin ring, and then went to duanbenzhai. They were even more puzzled.

Because of the emperor's intention to pursue the throne again, the original Lingtang built for Zhuang Wanqing was shabby. The people in the temple were flexible, and soon made the whole Lingtang into the standard of Debin, equipped with mourning eunuchs, and even some old duanben Zhai looked clean.

When Zhuang Luoyan arrived at duanbenzhai, some of his concubines were worshiping. When they saw Zhuang Luoyan, they came forward to see him. They didn't even have the courage to neglect him.

Zhuang Luoyan looked at the whole hall without much expression on her face. She took the paper money and threw it into the copper basin. Looking at the rising flame, she didn't make a sad expression on purpose. She stood for a while, looked at the coffin in the hall, turned and left duanben Zhai.

After leaving duanben Zhai, Zhu could not help but ask, "Niang Niang, are you here?"

"When it comes to sisterhood, there's always something to do." Zhuang Luoyan replied casually, but only she understood that it was a dangerous move. If she went right, it would make the emperor feel like we were all fallen people. If she went wrong, it would make the emperor hate it. Fortunately, she went right.

"Isn't this lady zhaoxianrong?" Su Xiuyi sat on the chariot, first looked at Zhuang Luoyan condescensively, then slowly got off the chariot, saluted Zhuang Luoyan, and glanced at Zhuang Luoyan behind him, "lady, is this coming back from duanben Zhai?"

"Su Xiuyi has good eyesight," Zhuang Luoyan smiles, completely ignoring Su Xiuyi's neglect.

"The empress and Zhuang Jieyu are really sisters," Su Xiuyi said sarcastically. "She not only helps Zhuang Jieyu to ask for grace, but also comes to worship herself." This woman is able to act. Zhuang Wanqing will be gone in such a short time. Does it have anything to do with her?

"Isn't Su Xiuyi as sisterly as Lady Shu?" Zhuang Luoyan smiles gently, as if he can't hear the irony in the other person's words.

"I'm in love with my cousins." After su Xiuyi finished this sentence, Fang felt that there was something wrong with Zhuang Luoyan's words. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He wanted to leave angrily, but his position was inferior to that of the other party. For a moment, he could only stand in the same place with his neck stuck.

Seeing Su Xiuyi's appearance, Zhuang Luoyan began to doubt what Princess Shu was doing with her cousin. Could she be used as a reference to show her intelligence superiority?

"Su Xiuyi and Lady Shu's sisterhood naturally need no doubt," Zhuang Luoyan said with a smile more and more tenderly. "Surely lady Shu always pays more attention to Su Xiuyi." If not covered by Lady Shu, such a brain may offend many people.

Su Xiuyi couldn't hear the irony in Zhuang Luoyan's words, but she couldn't refute it. In this harem, she was not a high position, and she was not particularly favored. The other concubines were afraid of her and avoided her because of their cousins? But even so, in the heart after all some unwilling meaning.

"I have something else to do. I'll go back to the Palace first. Su Xiuyi is free." Zhuang Luoyan smiles to him, and then slowly leaves with Yunxi's hand.

Su Xiuyi stares at Zhuang Luoyan's back and wants to take off the hateful smile on the other side's face, because that smile will make her feel worthless.

"Master Su, please come to Anqing palace quickly." At this time, a maid in waiting came over in a hurry and said, "I have something to ask for you."

"I know," Su Xiuyi replied in a bad tone.

The maid in waiting quickly retreated to one side, but she could hear Su Xiuyi's unwillingness and anger.

Behind the flowers not far away, the virtuous imperial concubine holds the hand of the maid in waiting for Zhuang Luoyan and Su Xiuyi to leave. Then she slowly says, "Zhao Xianrong is right. The sisters in Su's family are not sisters."

"Niang Niang, why does Zhao Xianrong stir up the relationship between them?" The palace maids around the virtuous concubine don't understand.

"It's su Xiuyi's words that are too impolite," the virtuous concubine asked. "What's more, when did Zhao Xianrong provoke? There's nothing wrong with those words just now. If there's any problem, it's only because the obedient people don't listen to them and think too much if they don't have a right mind."

At the moment, the maid of honor no longer said much. She thought about it and said, "by the way, Niang Niang, just now the empress sent someone to say that she would let you have time to go to Jingyang palace."

The virtuous imperial concubine tone is insipid way, "in that case, you let people return to the king Yang palace, said this palace today some uncomfortable, tomorrow morning will be over."

The queen is always like this. She treats herself as a dog in her hand. She will wave and wave when she moves. After all these years, it's time to let her breathe.

What's more, who wants to be a dog all the time?

In Jingyang palace, the queen got the answer from the virtuous concubine and looked at the maid in front of her. She didn't speak until she was worried. "Since your master is not well, let her take a good rest." Finish saying, call in and jade, "and jade, the several kinds of medicinal materials that fill body in this palace storehouse send to virtuous noble concubine."After Heyu retreated, the queen said to the palace maids kneeling on the ground: "in addition, you should go back and tell your master to have a lot of rest. You don't have to send greetings to our Palace tomorrow. It's important to keep fit."

The empress's tone was mild and full of concern, but the maids kneeling on the ground could not say the trembling, and they did not know what was the matter.

When Heyu came back from the delivery of medicinal materials, the queen leaned lazily on the couch of the imperial concubine, while two little maids beat her legs and asked, "is the imperial concubine very sick?"

"Back to the empress, the virtuous concubine let the maidservant tell her that her illness is not very serious, and she worried about it. She also said that it's a rule to ask for her peace. If the empress loves her, she can't save her peace." He Yu answered calmly.

"She is very polite," the queen said faintly, and then a sneer appeared on her face.

He Yu hesitated to look at the queen, "but the maid looked, the virtuous concubine seemed to have just come back from the outside, because her feet were still stained with some mud marks."

"Oh, maybe it's because I feel uncomfortable on the road." The queen closed her eyes. The smile on her face became more and more obvious, but it was cool.

Now the wings are hard. How can it be so easy to fight against her?

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