PDLP Chapter 193 The Emperor Wants to See Me, Do I Have to See Him?
Chapter 193 The Emperor Wants to See Me, Do I Have to See Him?
Jianqiu went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to convey the Queen's decree. Huang Guiquan pinched his fingers and quickly directed the eunuch to take things out of the warehouse.
Food, clothing and other expenses were all borne by the concubines.
Even the imperial kitchen sent eunuchs to instruct the emperor to prepare finer food for the Yanqing Palace.
While Huang Guiquan was standing in Yanqing Palace with a flattering smile on his face, Concubine Duan was watering a plum tree in the courtyard.
"Cough cough... cough cough..." Since moving into the palace from the prince's mansion, Concubine Duan has never seen so many people in Yanqing Hall.
"Empress Duan, this is something that the Emperor specifically instructed the Empress to send to you this morning."
Huang Guiquan thought about it for a long time on the way here and felt that it would be too embarrassing to just say the word "allotment".
It’s not right to call it a reward, this is what a concubine deserves.
After thinking for a long time, Huang Guiquan still felt that it was more reliable to focus on the fact that "the emperor is thinking about you".
Concubine Duan listened to Huang Guiquan's emphasis on "specially instructed" with a calm look and no expression.
What Huang Guiquan brought were nothing more than silver charcoal, good tea leaves, etc., which were not lacking in Yanqing Palace. However, the few palace maids and eunuchs following Huang Guiquan were extremely thin, each of them looked like a bean sprout.
This is very consistent with the image given by Yanqing Palace.
"Your Majesty, these are the people that the Empress asked me to select for you. Your Yanqing Palace is too deserted. How can only Jixiang be able to serve you well?" Huang Guiquan, who sounded like a eunuch, saw Concubine Duan's eyes fall on the palace servants behind him, and he quickly explained cleverly.
"I have been ill for many years and prefer quietness. I appreciate all the things. Please ask Eunuch Huang to take all the palace servants back."
Concubine Duan felt uneasy when she thought about the things that Jixiang had placed in the warehouse and boxes, and when she looked at the two rows of bean sprouts at the back.
"That won't work. How can Miss Jixiang serve you alone?"
"Normally, Jixiang is the only one here, and he has come all this way. I like quietness, so there is no need to say more, eunuch." Concubine Duan said as she coughed a few more times, as if she was angered by Huang Guiquan.
"Your Majesty, this is a special order from the Queen, please don't embarrass me~"
When Concubine Duan heard the words "specially from the Queen", she immediately thought of the bauhinia pillow she had been using for many years.
Concubine Duan couldn't help but frown. Jixiang felt that his master was unhappy, so he stepped forward and scolded Huang Guiquan:
"Just take me away if I tell you to. The queen is finally getting better. If she gets sick because of you, my slave, I'll hold you responsible!"
Huang Guiquan didn't dare to say anything more. His eyes moved around, full of hesitation.
"Forget it, let's leave behind a palace maid to sweep the courtyard and a servant to do the rough work." Concubine Duan sighed slowly and took a step back.
"Thank you for your compassion, Your Majesty." Huang Guiquan felt as if he had been pardoned and bowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.
"Then let's leave Lianhua and Xiao Dengzi here. They are both honest and capable, and will never disturb the Queen's rest." Huang Guiquan shook his index finger excitedly.
Lianhua and Xiao Dengzi stood out from the two rows of eunuchs and palace maids with their heads lowered. Concubine Duan just glanced at them indifferently and let Huang Guiquan go.
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In spring, willows are green like smoke, and the rain is drizzling.
The plum blossoms have long since withered.
That day, the emperor saw the few inches of sunlight shining on the desk through the window of the Yangxin Palace, and suddenly remembered that at this time last year, he met An Lingrong when he visited Wen Yi in the Xianfu Palace.
Actually, this Concubine An was not a woman who was well-versed in poetry and literature. She could barely read a few words, but she could make people feel comfortable by singing a little song.
In recent days, Noble Lady Fucha had coaxed her to go to the Yanx Palace, and she saw that the door of the west wing was tightly closed. It would be inconvenient for her to call Concubine An to listen to some music from Noble Lady Fucha's place.
Noble Lady Fucha always said that she needed peace and quiet as she was pregnant with the dragon fetus. Since she needed to rest, she insisted that Sang'er run to the Yangxin Palace again and again to invite her, saying that the prince in her belly missed her.
Can a baby that is less than four months old have fetal movement?
"Your Majesty has been reviewing memorials for a long time. Why not take a break and have a cup of tea?" Su Peisheng looked at the memorial book in front of the emperor, which had been open for a long time.
"Yes." The emperor took the teacup brought by Su Peisheng, "I haven't seen Concubine An for a long time."
The emperor asked casually.
"Yes, Your Majesty. An Changzai is usually quiet and introverted. In fact, every time Your Majesty went to the Yanx Palace, he never summoned An Changzai." Su Peisheng continued to speak according to the emperor's wishes.
"If Your Majesty is tired, why not summon Concubine An to the Yangxin Palace to sing a song for you? Oh, I still remember the nursery rhyme that Concubine An sang in the Xianfu Palace last year. It was so beautiful~"
Su Peisheng tried to guess the emperor's thoughts. He thought that it had been a long time since the emperor had experienced any romance. Now that spring was here, it was natural for him to move.
"Hahaha, then call her over." The emperor has been using people for so many years, but he still thinks Su Peisheng is the most convenient to use.
Xiao Xiazi heard the conversation between his master and the emperor at the door, and hurried to the Yanx Palace.
As soon as she arrived at the door, Noble Lady Fucha was standing at the door of the main hall, with her pregnant belly not yet showing, and asked Xiao Xiazi if the emperor had summoned her.
Xiao Xiazi replied that the emperor wanted to see Concubine An, and Noble Lady Fucha was so angry that she rolled her eyes towards the west side hall.
"This little foxy goblin is always using some unsightly means to win favor. I'm the one who's pregnant with the dragonborn, why did I summon this taciturn person?"
The resonant voice traveled directly into the west hall along the courtyard.
Baojuan stood at the door and rolled her eyes at Noble Lady Fucha, and wanted to go in and tell An Lingrong the good news.
An Lingrong was writing a plan in her room. When she heard the noise outside, she felt unlucky.
It's not Noble Lady Fucha who is unlucky, it's the Emperor.
Two days ago, Songzhi had asked Baoque to pass on a message that Miss Sun outside the palace was planning to buy two more shops and buy perfume and powder at the same time, and asked Zhou Ninghai to pass on a message to ask if An Lingrong had any ideas about opening the other two shops.
An Lingrong had just had an inspiration and wanted to write it down on paper and plan it out carefully, when she heard Xiao Xiazi coming to invite her.
An Lingrong had just finished embroidering the prayer flags that the Empress Dowager wanted two days ago. After taking a two-day break, her son was now planning to plan a new shop.
"An Changzai, the emperor wants to see you."
An Lingrong: If the emperor wants to see me, do I have to see him?