The Job of an Imperial Concubine

"Your Majesty, Zhao Xian is here to see you." Gao Dezhong walked in and reported in a low voice.

Feng Jin was listening to a court musician playing Xijiangyue, he raised his hand and said, "Let her in."

When Zhuang Luoyan entered the room and saw the emperor listening to the music, she knew that he must not be in a bad mood right now, so she stepped forward to salute, and glanced at the beauty who was playing the pipa, "This piece Xijiangyue plays really well. "

"Aifei also appreciates this song?" Feng Jin gave Zhuang Luoyan a seat, and after listening to Zhuang Luoyan's evaluation of the song, he asked with interest, "I don't know, why don't Aifei tell me. "

"A concubine listens to beautiful music, watches beautiful dances, admires beautiful people, and loves beautiful flowers. It has nothing to do with elegance and vulgarity. Doesn't the emperor know what a concubine is?" It should have nothing to do with his being noble and vulgar. If he judges noble and vulgar first before saying he likes it, how can he really like it? As long as he likes the noble and dislikes the vulgar, then liking is a bit more hypocritical." After finishing speaking, he showed a smile The expression of righteous words.

"You are an ordinary person, but you still talk about such a bunch of nonsense, I really don't know what to say about you," Feng Jin smiled, but it was obviously Zhuang Luoyan's nonsense, which made him think of it somehow Xu Zhaorong, then inexplicably and strangely agrees with the fallacy in Zhuang Luorou's mouth.

The two enjoyed the flying flowers and Diancui from Xijiangyue, and the jackdaws playing in the water from Feihua Diancui. Feng Jin saw that Zhuang Luoyan's originally round eyes had become semicircular, and finally waved his hand to make the pipa musician stop, and said: "Is Aifei here for something?"

Zhuang Luoyan glanced past the beautiful woman playing the pipa standing aside, "The emperor has seen through my concubine's little thoughts."

Feng Jin smiled, "How can I not understand your thoughts, please tell me." Even if you don't understand seven points, you still understand three points.

"The concubine is here to ask for grace for my sister." Zhuang Luoyan stood up and saluted the emperor. Although the emperor's face did not change, Zhuang Luoyan was sensitive to the subtle change in the emperor's mood. "Concubine and sister The relationship has always been bad, and it will be even worse after entering the palace."

Feng Jin didn't expect Zhuang Luoyan to be so outspoken, without even a hint of euphemism.

"The concubine is a concubine, and the elder sister is a concubine. The elder sister's biological mother was born very lowly, but she was very cunning. When I was young, I watched my mother secretly cry because of my elder sister's biological mother. It was not until my father found out that her biological mother wanted to plot against her. I’m back again.” Zhuang Luoyan’s tone was filled with resentment and sadness, “The past things have passed, but the relationship between my concubine and my sister has not eased. Later, my concubine entered the palace, and many unpleasant things happened with my sister. , the two of us are called sisters, but our relationship is not as good as ordinary people."

"My sister blames me, and my concubine doesn't like her. It's just that she is gone now, but my concubine is not happy at all. Maybe it's because she has something to do with my concubine today, or maybe her surname is Zhuang. I don't ask much for my sister, but I just ask for it." The emperor gave my sister a favor, give her an honorable burial." After Zhuang Luoyan finished speaking, she knelt down slowly.

Feng Jin thought that Zhuang Luoyan might come to ask for grace from Zhuang Guiren, and act as a sisterly love in front of him, but he didn't expect that Zhuang Luoyan did ask for grace, but there was no sisterly love in the words, but a little For the sake of the family.

Zhuang Luoyan's words of sincerity made Feng Jin a little bit at a loss as to how to express it. There are many women in the harem, but it's really weird to speak so bluntly in front of him.

"Did you know that I have already said that you should bury your sister as a nobleman?" Feng Jin looked at Zhuang Luoyan with an unchanged expression, no joy or anger could be seen on his face.

"I know, I have made the emperor difficult." Zhuang Luoyan kowtowed.

"Forget it, I understand your feelings to a certain extent," he is also a son of a concubine, and he suffered from a concubine before he ascended the throne, but on the day that King Jiu really died, he was not necessarily satisfied or happy in his heart, " Since you are determined to intercede for her, I am grateful for your feelings, so I posthumously designate her as Jieyu, and bury her as a fourth-rank concubine."

"My concubine thanked the emperor for his grace," Zhuang Luoyan raised her head and kowtowed again.

Feng Jin sighed, stretched out his hand to help her up, "The ground is so comfortable, you can't get up once you kneel?"

"My concubine just felt that I made the emperor difficult..." Zhuang Luoyan seemed a little moved and a little guilty, and she didn't even dare to meet the emperor's eyes.

Feng Jin laughed instead, and grabbed her into his arms. Sometimes, this woman really suits him beyond words.

In the afternoon of that day, all the concubines in the harem knew that after Zhao Xianrong went to the Qianzheng Palace, Zhuang Wanqing, who was not allowed to be conferred the posthumous title of Jieyu, was posthumously conferred the title of Jieyu, and was even buried as a concubine.

This turn of events made everyone in the harem sigh again for Zhao Xianrong's favor, and at the same time feel a little ironic. I'm afraid Zhuang Wanqing would never have thought that the one who would make her go away in glory would be her most hated sister.

The queen was a little confused. Zhuang Luoyan ran to the emperor to ask for some kindness. Could it be that she wanted to put on a good show of sisterly love so that the emperor felt that she valued love and righteousness? This kind of trick is a bit clumsy, the emperor is not a man of temperament.

"Heyu, let someone invite Concubine Xian to come." The queen said, the matter in the harem is getting more and more complicated, and a few newcomers will enter the palace soon, and I don't know how the harem will be messed up.

In fact, not only the queen didn't understand, but even the people who served Zhuang Luoyan didn't understand.

Yun Xi and Ting Zhu were even more puzzled when they saw that the master had asked for grace from the Qianzheng Palace, changed into a light-colored dress, went to the gorgeous hairpin, and then went to Duanbenzhai.

Because the emperor issued the decree to posthumously, the mourning hall originally built for Zhuang Wanqing looked shabby, but the people in the hall were flexible, and quickly turned the entire mourning hall into a concubine's standard, complete with crying palace ladies and eunuchs , even the somewhat dilapidated Duanbenzhai looked much neater and cleaner.

When Zhuang Luoyan arrived at Duanbenzhai, some low-ranking concubines were paying homage. Seeing Zhuang Luoyan, they all stepped forward to pay respects, and they didn't even have the guts to be negligent.

Zhuang Luoyan glanced at the entire mourning hall, without much expression on her face, took the paper money and threw it into the copper basin, watching the flames rising, she did not deliberately make a sad expression, stood for a while, looked at the stopped The coffin in the hall turned and left Duanbenzhai.

After leaving Duanbenzhai, Tingzhu couldn't help but asked out his doubts, "Mother, what is this?"

"Sisters, what should we do?" Zhuang Luoyan replied casually, but only she understood that this was a dangerous move, and if she did it right, the emperor would feel like we were all fallen people in the world. If she made a move, the emperor would turn her back on her. Fortunately, she made the right move.

"Isn't this Lady Zhaoxian Rong?" Sitting on the chariot, Su Xiuyi first gave Zhuang Luoyan a condescending look, then slowly got off the chariot, saluted Zhuang Luoyan, and looked behind Zhuang Luoyan With a glance, "Your Majesty, are you back from Duanbenzhai?"

"Su Xiuyi has good eyesight," Zhuang Luoyan smiled, not paying attention to Su Xiuyi's negligence at all.

"Your Majesty and Zhuang Jieyu are really sisters," Su Xiuyi said with a bit of sarcasm in her tone, "Not only helped Zhuang Jieyu to beg for grace, but also came to pay respects in person." This woman can act, but Zhuang Wanqing will not be there in such a short time. Is it possible that it has nothing to do with her?

"Aren't Su Xiuyi and Concubine Shu the same sisters?" Zhuang Luoyan smiled softly, as if she couldn't hear the innuendo in the other party's words.

"My cousin and I are naturally sisters." After Su Xiuyi replied 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 in anger, and his status was not as good as The opponent, for a moment, could only stand there with his neck stuck.

Seeing Su Xiuyi's appearance, Zhuang Luoyan began to doubt what Concubine Shu was doing with such a cousin by her side. Did she use her as a reference to show her superiority in IQ?

"The sisterly relationship between Su Xiuyi and Concubine Shu naturally doesn't need to be questioned," Zhuang Luoyan smiled more tenderly, "Presumably Concubine Shu also takes good care of Su Xiuyi on weekdays." Without Concubine Shu's cover, with such a mind, Not sure how many people were offended.

Su Xiuyi couldn't hear the insinuation in Zhuang Luoyan's words, but she couldn't refute it. In this harem, she was not considered a high position, and she was not particularly favored. The other concubines were afraid of her and avoided her. Is it related to my sister? But even so, there was some resentment in my heart.

"I still have something to do in the palace, so I'll go back to the palace first. Su Xiuyi can do whatever he wants." Zhuang Luoyan nodded and smiled at him, then slowly left while supporting Yun Xi's hand.

Su Xiuyi stared at Zhuang Luorou's back with hatred, wishing to take off the hateful smile on the other person's face, because such a smile would make her feel worthless.

"Master Su, Your Majesty, please come to Anqing Palace as soon as possible." At this moment, a court lady hurried over and said while saluting, "My Majesty has something to look for you."

"I see," Su Xiuyi replied in a not-so-good tone.

The court lady stepped aside quickly, but she could hear the unwillingness and anger in Su Xiuyi's tone.

Behind the flowers not far away, Concubine Xian supported the maid's hand, watching the scene just happened with a half-smile, and only after Zhuang Luoyan and Su Xiuyi had left, she said slowly: "This Zhao Xianrong said nothing. Wrong, the Su family cousin sisters are sisters who love each other deeply."

"Your Majesty, why did Zhao Xianrong sow discord between the two of them?" the maid next to Concubine Xian asked puzzled.

"About Su Xiuyi's words are too impolite." Concubine Xian raised her eyebrows, "What's more, when Zhao Xianrong provoked you, there is nothing wrong with what you said just now. If there is any problem, you can only blame the obedient people for not knowing it." Listen, you think too much when you are not in the right mind."

The maid stopped talking at the moment, thought for a while and said: "By the way, empress, empress empress just sent someone to tell you to go to Jingyang Palace when you have time."

Concubine Xian said in a flat tone, "In that case, you send people back to Jingyang Palace, saying that the palace is a little uncomfortable today, and they will go there early tomorrow morning."

The queen is always like this, she treats herself as a dog in her hands, and she will come and go when she is recruited. After all these years, she should be allowed to breathe.

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

In Jingyang Palace, after getting the answer from Concubine Xian Gui, the queen looked at the maid in front of her, and said slowly, "Since your master is not feeling well, let her rest well after she showed a disturbed expression." After that, he summoned Heyu, "Heyu, send the medicinal herbs in the palace's treasury to Concubine Xian Gui."

After Heyu retreated, the queen said to the maid who was kneeling on the ground: "Besides, you go back and tell your master to rest more, so that you don't have to pay my respects to this Palace tomorrow, the most important thing is to take care of your body."

The queen's tone was gentle and full of concern, but the maid kneeling on the ground trembled uncontrollably, and she didn't know what was going on.

When He Yu came back after delivering the medicinal materials, the Empress lazily leaned on the imperial concubine's couch, and asked, "Is Xian Guifei seriously ill?"

"Back to Madam, Concubine Xian asked her servants to tell her that her illness is not serious, which made Madam worry. She also said that greetings is a rule, and if Madam loves her, she can't spare her greetings." He Yu replied calmly.

"She is very courteous," the queen said lightly, and then a mocking smile appeared on her face.

He Yu glanced at the Queen hesitantly, "However, from the servant's point of view, Concubine Xian Gui seems to have just come back from the outside, because there are still some mud marks on her feet."

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

Now that the wings are stiff, how can it be so easy to fight against her?