Chapter 90

Recently, the emperors prefer to come to Xihe palace, but they don't roll the sheets every night. Zhuang Luoyan finds that emperor Chengxuan is a very self-control emperor.

When the Emperor didn't roll the sheets, he would tell her some little things that didn't involve the affairs of the court. Sometimes he even talked about all kinds of monsters in Shanhaijing. Zhuang Luoyan thought that maybe the emperor found that talking to her about poetry and ode was playing the lute to the ox, and only by talking about strange things could she arouse her curiosity.

"There are beasts in Zhongqu mountain. It looks like a horse with a white body and a black tail. It has a horn, tiger teeth and claws, and its sound is like a drum. Its name is refutation. It eats tiger and leopard, and can resist soldiers."

"It's very rare to grow up like this," Zhuang Luoyan said after listening to this passage. "It looks like a horse, but it has tiger like claws. This kind of body structure can't run fast, can it eat the fast leopard?"

"So it's just a legend," Feng Jin said with a smile, listening to the disgust in Zhuang Luoyan's words: "if there is such a strange thing in the world, I'm afraid that any emperor will fight for something, who won't like it

"If you say so, emperor, if you see which country is dissatisfied, you don't have to do anything else. If you throw away a fat legacy that can only cause drought, or a Changyou that can only cause flood, it will save you a lot of things." Zhuang Luoyan yawned, "coax the child."

People in the world have a lot of reverence for gods and monsters. As an emperor, Feng Jin doesn't like the people's too much reverence for gods and monsters. Unfortunately, this reverence has long been imprinted in the people's bones. He takes advantage of this to master the people's hearts. Now he hears a woman in the harem's so straightforward disdain for the legendary gods and monsters, and he has an indescribable feeling.

Sometimes, a person's knowledge has nothing to do with how many poems and books he has in his belly. The minister who has the right to use is not necessarily the number one scholar, but he is very capable.

"So it's just a fairy tale," Feng Jin said with a smile. Without touching Zhuang Luoyan's hair for a moment, he sighed softly. "If only it were so easy to govern the world, it would be late. Go to bed."

When Zhuang Luoyan heard the sigh of the emperor, he had some feelings. Sure enough, any ambitious emperor never believed in myth. However, it is not soft at all to make use of the gods and monsters.

When he woke up in the morning, Feng Jin looked at the woman nestled in his arms. He lay down for a while, and then let the palace attendant outside the curtain come in to serve. After being dressed, he looks back at the bed. A person on the bed wants to open his eyes in a daze. He unconsciously extends his hand to his sleeping place. And then slowly wake up, open the mist hazy eyes.

"Is the Emperor awake?" It seems that I didn't expect to sleep so deeply. Zhuang Luoyan sat up awkwardly and pulled her hair on her chest. "I sleep so deeply."

"Don't blame you. I talked with you for a long time last night," Feng Jin asked the maid in waiting to straighten her collar. "Have a good rest. It's very tired to go to the field tomorrow. The people of qintianjian said that tomorrow will be a fine day."

Zhuang Luoyan got out of bed and asked the maid to step aside to arrange the emperor's accessories and clothes. She hung a humble sachet on her waist for the emperor and looked up at the Emperor: "emperor, this sachet is very suitable for you."

Feng Jin looked down and saw that it was a dark sachet with a golden thread embroidered on the bottom of dark red. The dark red Tuan Fu character was used as the dark pattern, which really set off the dignified Dragon Robe.

Reach out hand to lift Zhuang Luo Yan's chin, seal sincerely suddenly bend over to touch on her, smile a way: "love imperial concubine embroiders sachet for me, again suitable, I like very much." With that, he turned and walked out of Xihe palace.

"Farewell to the emperor," Zhuang Luoyan looked at the emperor's back disappearing behind the door, slowly stood up, stroked the corner of his lips, and chuckled, "come and take a bath for the palace."

Yunxi carefully helped Zhuang Luoyan out of the bath bucket, dressed him in brocade, and pressed the green silk carefully with sesame oil. Seeing Zhuang Luoyan's absent-minded appearance, he couldn't help but say, "lady, there is a noble lady in the palace after tomorrow. I think this noble lady is really not simple."

Zhuang Luoyan closed his eyes and said, "there are no simple people in the harem. What are the noble people? The most terrible thing in the harem is the immortal woman."

Hearing what the master said, Yunxi immediately thinks of Princess Shu in Anqing palace. He can't help but feel solemn. No one in the back palace can surpass her. Although Qiangui's appearance is gorgeous, it is much worse than that of Shugui's.

After the rain, it's a good time for transplanting. Zhuang Luoyan sat upright in the carriage, stroking his hair wrapped in a cloth towel, and twisted his body.

After living in luxury for a long time, I was used to wearing silk and satin and suddenly changed into coarse linen. I really didn't get used to it. I always felt itchy.

When he got to the fields in the suburbs of Beijing, Zhuang Luoyan helped the maids to get out of the car. Looking around, he saw that outside the hands of many officers and soldiers, there were full of people watching. However, there were people hanging on the trees of Van Gogh, and there were dense people on some high slopes.

Sure enough, it's human nature to join in the fun all the time. Zhuang Luoyan walked up to the queen with a graceful stride, and happened to see Qian Guiren scratching her arm constantly, as if she didn't adapt to her coarse cloth clothes.In this world, there are always some people who eat the things planted by the common people, but feel that they are pure and clean and despise those who work in the fields. Unfortunately, they don't know that they are the same as all the people in the world. What they have in their stomachs is a bag of waste.

Originally, Zhuang Luoyan thought that although Qiangui was pure and clean, she was not a woman who thought she was pure but looked down on the common people. Now she knows that she thinks highly of her.

"If you don't feel well, you don't have to come out." The queen calmly looks at the behavior of Qiangui. Now all the people standing here represent the image of the royal family. Who can see the appearance of Qiangui? Do you want the emperor to know that her skin can be broken, or do you want the people present to think that the royal family are rich and idle people who can't bear hardships and only know how to enjoy?

Qian noble heard the Queen's words, face suddenly changed, had to bend over the body request, white neck exposed in the sun, seems a little sad.

"Today, the emperor and our palace don't bring you here to enjoy it. Since you know your mistake, you will accept this kind of weak and informal style." in the harem, no matter how the people in the harem behave, as long as they are not too strict, the queen won't scold easily. But today, as the head of the palace, she can't tolerate half of it.

The emperor who stood in front of the queen didn't open his mouth and didn't look at the lady. After the Queen's reprimand, the emperor took the Queen's hand and went to the altar to sacrifice heaven and earth, wind and rain, and begged God to bless the whole Kyushu.

Zhuang Luoyan and several other concubines knelt behind the empress. They were not qualified to go to the altar. They could only lead all the people kneeling behind. At this time, the people all over the mountains knelt down and prayed piously to heaven.

After the sacrifice, the emperor went down to the field with his trouser legs in his arms. He took a bunch of seedlings and planted them along the long drawn line.

In April, the water was still a little chilly. Zhuang Luoyan shivered after she went down the paddy field with the queen, and then he rolled his sleeves and carefully planted the seedlings.

Zhuang Luoyan's movements are not proficient, but they are pretty. When she slowly inserts her hand, she suddenly hears a cry and looks back. Then she sees that Qian Guiren is so scared that she looks pale. She keeps retreating to the shore. Unexpectedly, she falters and falls into the field. The beautiful girl turns into a clay figurine. Seeing this, the two eunuchs rushed forward and helped Qian GUI Ren to the ridge of the field, so as not to let the common people see this humiliating scene.

"What's the matter?" Feng Jin frowned, adding a trace of impatience to his tone.

"Back to the emperor, it's Qian GUI who bit a leech on his leg," a eunuch replied quickly. "There's already a eunuch for Qian GUI to manage."

"Since Qiangui doesn't feel well, help her to the carriage," Feng Jin said, shaking the water in his hand. "It's sunny today, so let her not come out."

How cruel and bloody it is to let a weak woman bite a leech on her leg. Zhuang Luoyan sympathized with Qian Guiren. Just after he went down to the field, he met this kind of good thing.

When the seedlings were planted, the imperial concubines and concubines went to the ridge together. Zhuang Luoyan saw a disgusting leech hanging on the emperor's leg. Before everyone was nervous, the emperor patted his leg without blinking an eye, and then scraped off the round leech with a dagger.

Zhuang Luoyan's scalp was numb. The emperor was really cruel, not only to others, but also to himself.

The eunuchs soon sent their stools and clean water. At this moment, the masters didn't want anyone to wait on them. They all washed the muddy water on their legs in a copper basin, and went to visit the common people's rice fields with the emperor.

Because the rain is good, the sun is sufficient, and the seedlings are growing very well, the farmers bundle the seedlings one by one, and then pick them into the rice fields with good fertilizer. Their movements are much more skilled than those of them.

Looking at row after row of neatly planted seedlings, Feng Jin said with emotion, "I hope this year's harvest is better than last year."

"The emperor's benevolence, the world under your governance, good weather, people's life is getting better and better," the queen said, "the people of the world also love you."

"I just want to be honest in my heart," Feng Jin said. He didn't respond much to the Queen's compliment, but he turned his head to see Zhuang Luoyan tiptoe over him and the queen to see the farmers planting rice. He bent his mouth slightly and looked back at the queen. "It's not too early now. It's time to go back to the palace."

Until the emperor went back to the Imperial Palace, no one mentioned a noble person, as if this person had never appeared.

Qiangui's carriage was behind Zhuang Luoyan's frame. When Zhuang Luoyan got on the carriage, she looked back at Qiangui's carriage. There was a faint sob coming from it. She slightly raised her eyebrows, and then she got on the carriage as usual.

"This Qian noble man is lucky enough. Just after he went down to the field, he met such a disgusting thing," Yunxi knelt down in front of Zhuang Luoyan and wiped his leg carefully.

Zhuang Luoyan smiles. She thought it was hypocritical for Qian GUI to scratch when she got out of the carriage, but now she understands that Qian GUI has no brain and will not do such untimely things on this occasion, unless she is really itching.Even if Qian Guiren can bear the itching, the leech incident behind is enough to make her unable to stand. It's someone's hands on Qian Guiren.

If it comes out, I'm afraid there will be another little farce in the harem.

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