The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

Busy and busy, it was weird and strange that the first day of the day suddenly entered March, and the affairs of the court continued throughout February. The emperor was so busy that the number of times he entered the harem plummeted. Even the beloved concubine Song Yunzhao only saw the emperor five or six times.

Song Yunzhao concentrates on writing story books, and recently he especially likes to write the plot of the young lady's sweet love affair. The emperor doesn't know whether she will read it or not. Anyway, he has written a lot, and the emperor can always read one.

Song Yunzhao didn't know that Zhang Maoquan was very concerned about the book coming out of Yuquanlou. As long as a new book came out, he would definitely buy it into the palace and send it to the emperor's imperial table. As for whether the emperor read it or not, he didn't know.

Song Yunzhao said that the great business is in full swing, and the Xie family has given more and more money. Now it is no longer a single buyout money for her, but a dry stock. She is also a person who can get dividends from the shares. The Xie family gave more than three thousand taels of silver, which is really a huge sum of money.

Song Yunzhao earned it by his own ability, and put it in his small private treasury happily.

She is a person who always leaves a way out for herself. If one day she breaks up with the emperor, she can live comfortably in the palace with this money.

For example, the few concubines in Qingyan Palace who fell out of favor but had a good family background, with the support of their families, even if they were not favored, they could live in the palace.

Just a few days into March, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and there was a heavy rain in the capital without warning.

Pedestrians on the street ran away one after another, mules and horses neighed, animals ran around, and the bean-sized raindrops fell, and it didn't take long for the rain to pour down.

Song Yunzhao was startled by the thunder, and all the words in her hand fell to the ground. She immediately got up and stood in front of the window. The sky was torn apart by lightning, and the wind whizzed past. The sky that was still bright just now was instantly covered with dark clouds.

Wangyou Palace was sweeping the courtyard. The busy palace people had no time to escape, and they were instantly chilled. The palace people scattered around to hide from the rain. The thunder continued, the lightning roared, and the day was like night.

Xiangxue came in and lit the palace lanterns, looked at her master standing in front of the window, and immediately said: "Master, it's better to close the window, lest you catch the cold."

Although it's spring, but the heavy rain fell, and the weather suddenly became cold again.

Song Yunzhao stretched out his hand to close the window, and looked back at Xiangxue, "The palace servants who got caught in the rain asked them not to work on their errands, go and change their clothes first, and dry their hair."

Xiangxue smiled and said, "Master is kind-hearted, so I'll go and talk about it right away."

Song Yunzhao thought to himself, what kind of kindness is this, but the palace servants who are on duty don't say anything, even if they are soaked in water, they don't dare to leave their posts without permission. Words matter.

Through the window, I could still hear the sound of thank you from the palace servants. Song Yunzhao smiled, and picked up another book, but didn't care to read it, only felt that something in his hand was a good idea.

"There is a pile of human bones in the first month of thunder, a pile of cattle bones in February, and a pile of rice in March. This year must be a good year, with a bumper harvest of grain and a mountain of grain."

"Yeah, it's really God's blessing. There were many disasters last year. I hope this year will be smooth."

It was the first time Song Yunzhao had heard such a proverb, but the year in the book was indeed a smooth one. The emperor was either on the way of disaster relief or on the way to disaster relief. It was a rare smooth year.

It rained for an hour, the sky cleared up, the rays of the sun peeked out from the thick clouds, and the dark clouds dispersed, making people feel refreshed when they looked at it.

But she always felt that she had forgotten something, but when she thought about it carefully, she had nothing to do recently, except that the emperor was too busy, the two of them met a little less, and she was thinking about something else that she hadn't thought of.

"Master, Feng Xiaoyuan is here."

Feng Yunjin?

Song Yunzhao said, "Please come in."

Feng Yunjin came in a hurry, with a very ugly expression on his face, and a lot of water droplets splashed on the hem of his skirt, which showed that he walked in a hurry.

Song Yunzhao looked at her with a bad look, and had a bad feeling, "What's the matter?"

Feng Yunjin was too impatient to salute, looked at Song Yunzhao and said, "The side hall of Shouci Palace was struck by lightning."

Song Yunzhao: ...

No wonder she felt that there was something she hadn't remembered, how could she forget this one.

"How's the situation?" Song Yunzhao was not in a hurry, because there was no major problem in the book, except that a few tiles fell off the corner of the eaves. It was mentioned in the book that the Empress Dowager was a little unhappy when she came back, and she found a reason to punish Shouci Palace. Several palace people.

It can't be blamed that she didn't think about it, because it wasn't considered a big deal in the book, it was just a small matter that the Queen Mother used as an excuse when she came back. She didn't even get into the ring with the emperor, and she just found a few palace people to vent her anger.

Feng Yunjin looked at Song Jieyu's normal expression, and said solemnly, "The corner of the Xibei Hall has been split."

"What?"

Song Yunzhao was stunned. The problem with the corner of the eaves cannot be compared with a few tiles.

Feng Yunjin sighed slightly, "I went to see it myself, and the corner of the eaves was missing and fell to the ground. The tiles were scattered on the ground, and no one dared to clean them up. Concubine Zhuang has already gone to see Her Majesty in person."

Song Yunzhao: ...

It's clearly not that serious in the book.

"Why did this happen?" Song Yunzhao looked at Feng Yunjin and asked.

Feng Yunjin shook her head, and then said: "I'm not very clear, but I heard from the people of the Shouci Palace that the roof ridge was only inspected in the Xibei Palace yesterday, so logically speaking, such a thing should not have happened. Some people said... ..." She hesitated and lowered her voice, "Also said that the empress dowager was dishonest in guarding the tomb of the first emperor, so heaven sent down punishment."

Song Yunzhao was stunned, warning the heavens was indeed the favorite method of the ancients.

Now it's troublesome.

She didn't want the queen mother to come back, but if something like this happened, the courtiers might think that the emperor had done something wrong.

This is obviously to intensify the conflict between the monarch and his ministers.

Song Yunzhao's expression became serious, and he looked at Feng Yunjin and asked, "Where is the palace man who inspected the roof yesterday? Who arranged it?"

Feng Yunjin shook her head, "I don't know about this concubine, but I heard that Qin Wanyi is helping Concubine Zhuang to interrogate this matter."

Song Yunzhao shut up.

Seeing that Song Jieyu's expression was very bad, Feng Yunjin said softly: "This kind of thing happened before the Queen Mother returned to the palace, I'm afraid someone will cause trouble, but luckily Jieyu never went to Shouci Palace during this period. "

Song Yunzhao's eyes fell on Feng Yunjin, "If I didn't go, I may not be able to get away. You and I are good friends. You have been to Shouci Palace a lot these days. In order to drag me into the water, you may be attacked. I see you Let’s go back and see if there’s anything wrong.”

Feng Yunjin's eyebrows frowned, and her face became serious, as if she had thought of something, her eyes sharpened, "Concubine, I'll go back now."

"You don't have to be afraid. If something really happens, send someone to deliver the letter." Song Yunzhao urged.

Feng Yunjin hurriedly responded and left in a hurry.

Song Yunzhao was having a headache. The emperor might have a headache right now. She shouldn't come forward now, so we'd better wait and see.

Song Yunzhao was right. As soon as Concubine Zhuang begged the emperor to explain the matter, Feng Yi's expression changed on the spot, and he immediately got up and went to Shouci Palace.

It's one thing for him not to like the empress dowager returning to the palace to cause trouble for him, but it may not be a good thing for him, the emperor, if this kind of thing happens now.

It is not a good thing for God to warn the front court or the harem. Looking at the examples that have appeared in history books, which one is not miserable.

Song Yunzhao had a strange sense that this matter should be aimed at her, but there was no evidence, so now, to be on the safe side, as long as the emperor didn't summon her, she wouldn't show up at Shouci Palace at all.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiangxue came in hurriedly, "Master, the emperor has sent all the people who were guarding the Shouci Palace to death."

Song Yunzhao looked up at Xiangxue, "Everyone?"

"yes."

Song Yunzhao pursed his lips, "Is there any news from Feng Xiaoyuan?"

"Not yet."

Before Song Yunzhao could say anything, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside, her heart skipped a beat, she got up and walked outside, and within a few steps, she saw the brocade curtain was raised, and a figure stood in front of her.

The dragon robe was tightly attached to Feng Yi's body, with broad shoulders and long legs, wasp waist and ape arms, and a few strands of hair stuck to the forehead, which made his gloomy face even more cold and intimidating.

"emperor."

Song Yunzhao was startled when he saw the emperor Wuqing's face, he couldn't care less about anything else, he immediately took a step forward and held the person's hand, it was icy cold, I don't know if it was because of the cold weather or the cold body.

"Hurry up and bring my hand stove." Song Yunzhao ordered quickly.

Shizhu hurriedly delivered the hand stove, Song Yunzhao stretched out his hand to take it, and stuffed it into the emperor's hand, she waved her hand to make people retreat, and then said slowly: "It's cold in spring this year, and it's still very cold at this time of year, Your Majesty, go ahead and warm it up." Warm up."

Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao's gentle face and stared at her, with deep worry in his eyes, the breath he had been holding in his heart disappeared in an instant, he nodded slightly, and walked into the inner hall.

Song Yunzhao followed in, and the two sat down on the couch, and she said: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you, who made you angry?"

Feng Yi looked up at Yun Zhao, "You still don't know about the Shouci Palace?"

"Understood." Song Yunzhao couldn't hide that he didn't know, Feng Yunjin's incident couldn't be suppressed, and he could find out after checking, "Is the emperor angry because of this?"

Feng Yi looked at her, "What do you think?"

Song Yunzhao frowned, and said softly: "If you ask me what I think, I really don't have any idea. I just think that the Shouci Palace is very lively these days. Fortunately, I didn't get involved."

Feng Yi: ...

It was ruthless, she could say it.

Seeing the emperor's face turning blue and white, Song Yunzhao felt that he might have poked his heart, so he asked in surprise, "Is it true?"

Feng Yi looked at her, "Not far from the side hall of Shouci Palace, I found an iron rod."

Song Yunzhao was shocked, "Lightning needle, people these days really know how to play, but ordinary people don't know much about the relationship between iron rods and lightning, so she hesitated to act like she didn't understand, But think about it or forget it. With her current relationship with the emperor, she feels a little guilty.

Gathering his thoughts, he was thinking about how to speak when he heard Feng Yi say again: "The noble concubine of the late emperor once used an iron rod to lead lightning to strike the empress's main hall. This matter was suppressed by the late emperor at that time, and few people knew about it."

Song Yunzhao's heart skipped a beat. This incident was never mentioned in the book, nor was it mentioned about the dispute between the late emperor's noble concubine and the empress. Hide the plot?

"All the people involved in the incident were killed with sticks, and very few people knew that iron bars could lead to lightning."

Song Yunzhao heard the meaning behind the emperor's words, and his heart sank suddenly. He raised his head and looked at the emperor, only to see that there was a bit of cruelty in his cold eyes. She clenched her hands tightly, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean?" All the palace officials who knew about it at the beginning were killed with a stick, but not all the insiders died.

Although the Empress Dowager was not favored, she gave birth to a prince and her status was much higher than that of the palace servants. Since the Emperor knew about this secret matter, the Empress Dowager probably also knew about it.

If the Empress Dowager and the people in the harem colluded together and intentionally made a move to strike the Shouci Palace with lightning, then what is she planning?

Song Yunzhao's face was as dark as the emperor's, and it couldn't be darker. If his guess is true, the queen mother is really shocked this time!

Seeing Yun Zhao's sudden change of expression, Feng Yi knew that she must have guessed it, "Don't meddle in the affairs of Shou Ci Palace, I will handle it."

Song Yunzhao nodded, "The concubine is nothing more than a Jieyu, how can she get involved in the affairs of Shouci Palace, the emperor thinks highly of me."

Feng Yi knew that Yun Zhao was deliberately coaxing him with such witty words, so he sighed softly and said, "After the new year, things in the court will be one after another, how can the harem take care of it."

Therefore, it is impossible to say that the harem has no owner, but Feng Yi is even more unwilling to choose one of the three concubines to be in charge of the harem. So, now that something like this happened, he had to re-examine the current situation.

"What do you think, who should be in charge of the harem?"

Song Yunzhao: ...

Of course it's me.

But how dare she say that?

With her status, the emperor can be a foolish emperor, and the courtiers can overthrow the court and impeach her.

However, judging from what happened this time, the emperor felt that the harem could not go on like this. If this matter really had something to do with the queen mother, who would the queen mother join hands with? And how was the agreement reached? Who is this move aimed at?

These questions have to be thought about.

This time, the emperor made a decisive decision and did not let the matter continue to ferment. He directly cleaned up all the palace people in Shouci Palace, which was tantamount to cutting off the way to ferment, but this was not the final solution to the problem.

In the final analysis, if there is no one at the helm in the harem, it means that there is no backer, and the emperor has nowhere to vent his fire.

Thinking about it this way, she will never take the blame.

"There is no good way for a concubine, I can only listen to the emperor, and do whatever the emperor says." Song Yunzhao decided to gou Yibo.

Feng Yi looked at her angrily and smiled, but he didn't make things difficult for her, he just said to her: "I think it's better for the three concubines to help each other manage the palace affairs in the palace."

Song Yunzhao immediately raised his hands in agreement, "What the emperor said is very true, and my concubine also thinks this is very good."

If the three concubines check and balance each other, she can still breathe.

However, this matter has both advantages and disadvantages for her. The world can't have both, and there is no better way now.

Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao, "The courtiers wrote to invite the Queen Mother to return to the palace. I plan to take the Queen Mother back to the palace in mid-April."

Song Yunzhao thought it wasn't too long, the emperor had to leave in a few days after saying this, "The emperor wants to go in person?"

Feng Yi nodded slightly, "Originally, I would send the Ministry of Rites to go there, but what happened today, I'd better go there myself."

Song Yunzhao understood that the emperor was about to wrestle with the queen mother.

As expected of a hero, he has the courage to think and do.

"The concubine wishes the emperor all the best for this trip." Song Yunzhao said with a smile.

Feng Yi held Yun Zhao's hand without saying a word. He knew that Yun Zhao already knew what he meant, but there were some things that she couldn't say even if she knew it.

"The eaves of Shouci Palace will be repaired in the next few days, so it's true if you saw you in Wangyou Palace."

Song Yunzhao understood what the emperor meant, and looked at him sideways. This direction is a bit wrong. The emperor shouldn't let her, a garbage sweeper, pull out the people involved this time. Why is she trapped in Wangyou Palace instead? ?

Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao's suspicious eyes, and didn't know what to say for a while. According to the earlier plan, Yun Zhao should be allowed to step forward, but now he is a bit reluctant.

How can porcelain touch earthen pots? Whose fault is it if it hurts?

As for what you thought at the beginning, it doesn't matter, it's the beginning, the beginning is the beginning, and the present is the present.

After Feng Yi told Yun Zhao to get up and leave, the affairs of Shouci Palace had not been dealt with yet, before leaving, he watched Yun Zhao hesitate to speak, and finally turned and left without saying anything.

Song Yunzhao's expression was inexplicable, and he always felt that the emperor's eyes were like those of an ignorant child, what a ghost.

Song Yunzhao knew that this matter was not good, so he decided to close the palace as the emperor said, and did not receive any news from Feng Yunjin that day. Song Yunzhao was a little uneasy, but thinking about Song Yunjin's temperament, if there was something important, he would definitely come to him. Sleep in peace for now.

When she got up early the next morning, she called Xiangxue over and asked, "How's the matter with Shouci Palace?"

Xiangxue and the others kept staring at her. When the master asked, he immediately said, "Mr. Meng took many people away last night. I heard that all the concubines who went to Shouci Palace during this period were questioned. The maid asked Shizhu to go. I made a trip to Yanqing Palace, and Feng Xiaoyuan was transferred, but luckily everyone has gone back without incident."

Song Yunzhao nodded slightly, "What about the others?"

"There are no surprises for all the concubines who went to Shouci Palace, but a few palace attendants never came back after leaving, and a palace attendant beside Feng Xiaoyuan also disappeared."

Song Yunzhao groaned for a moment, her guess yesterday was indeed correct, the people around Feng Yunjin might have been bribed.

No wonder the emperor asked her not to get involved. There should be testimony against her here, but because he reminded Feng Yunjin in advance, Feng Yunjin must have reacted immediately, so the matter was pinned on Feng Yunjin and could not extend to her.

This is really not very happy.

"How about Concubine Zhuang?"

"The gates of Zhaoyang Palace are closed, and the servants only found out that two people were missing by the side of Concubine Zhuang." Xiangxue shook her head and said, she didn't know anything more specific.

Concubine Zhuang has been running the palace for many years, and it is not easy for her to inquire about the affairs of Zhaoyang Palace.

Song Yunzhao nodded, "Is there any movement from Concubine Wan and Concubine Shu?"

"Concubine Shu's side is business as usual. Concubine Wan said she was ill, Roufu Palace indeed invited an imperial doctor to take a pulse." Xiangxue replied.

Song Yunzhao chuckled, it seems that Concubine Wan is not very courageous, Concubine Zhuang is as usual, she is sick here.

"You guys pay attention to the movement outside and be careful."

"Master, don't worry."

Song Yunzhao thought of the scriptures mentioned by the emperor again, how could she still be in the mood to read the scriptures now, she was all about the Empress Dowager's business, and there was such a big commotion before returning to the palace.

Suddenly, she called Xiangxue back, "Do you know what's going on with Qin Wanyi?"

Xiangxue was stunned for a moment, then said, "I'll ask you, servant girl."

Xiangxue left quickly and came back quickly. Looking at her master, she said: "My servant has asked, and Qin Wanyi is also ill. She said that she got caught in the rain and was frightened. Come back, the specific situation is not clear for the time being.”

Song Yunzhao thought about it, not only the people in Shouci Palace were dealt with by the emperor, it seems that although the people involved in this matter are fine, but the palace people suffer, this is their loyalty to the master.

So from this, it can be seen that Concubine Zhuang and Qin Xiyue should be the masterminds, Concubine Wan was probably implicated, Feng Yunjin was plotted against, Concubine Shu avoided the catastrophe without getting involved, and she even hid far away. Fortunately, Feng Yunjin reacted quickly He himself was not dragged into the water.

With the renovation of the eaves of Shouci Palace, it seems that this incident ended unexpectedly, but the truth is not.

When it came to the Empress Dowager, Feng Yi still kept the face of the royal family under his rage, and didn't want to make things big and give the courtiers a chance to impeach him.

Swallowing this grievance, not only the emperor panicked, Song Yunzhao also felt his throat pulling.

"Master, Concubine Han is here."

Song Yunzhao looked at Qingfeng and said, "Please come in."

"Yes." Qingfeng retreated in response, and soon led Han Guibi into the palace.

"My concubine has seen Jieyu." Han Jinyi stepped forward to salute.

"Sit down quickly." Song Yunzhao smiled at her, "There are no outsiders around, so why bother with these vain rituals."

Han Jinyi forcefully sat down with a smile on her face, and when she sat down, she lowered her voice and said, "The palace servant beside Feng Yunjin was killed with a stick."

"Only her?" Song Yunzhao asked coldly.

Han Jinyi shook her head, "More than that, those who were questioned and didn't come back this time..."

Song Yunzhao looked at Han Jinyi's pale face, which was a little scary, but this is not the time and space where everyone is equal in later generations, this is the dynasty, where life and death can be decided by one word.

"The matter of the Shou Ci Palace is not a trivial matter. Anyone who is involved in this matter, without Zhu Jiu Clan, is already His Majesty's kindness. We can't ask for too much."

"I know, I'm just a little scared. I went to visit Yunjin before, and she was also shocked. She looked a little sleepy. Let me tell you something, so you don't have to worry, she won't come over these days , so as not to be eye-catching." Han Jinyi said.

Song Yunzhao nodded, "This matter should come to an end, unless the Empress Dowager still uses this matter as a raft when she returns to the palace."

"Does it really have something to do with the empress dowager?" Han Jinyi covered her mouth and her face turned even paler.

Song Yunzhao said: "There is no evidence, just speculation."

Han Jinyi knew Yun Zhao's temperament, and she was not sure that she would not say it. Although it was a guess, it should be more or less the same.

If it had something to do with the Queen Mother, Han Jinyi's face would not only be ugly, but it would be a disaster.

Happy May Day, cuties, here is an update of 6,000 words, okay?