Chapter 451: The Beloved Concubine

In the Shengjing Posthouse, the eldest princess Zong Zhengzhen suppressed her anger, and even her fingertips were trembling slightly.

"Khan, in front of the leaders of the tribes, praised Ke Dun for your broad mind, just like the vast sky and Liao Yuan of Woerlun. Specially ordered the little one to bring greetings, and thank you for serving Khan and Wu Zhaoda in front of His Majesty the Great Wei Emperor. tribe, please come to the Holy Majesty's most beloved princess. The Khan has a word that he will treat the princess like a pearl and live up to the kindness of His Majesty the Great Wei Emperor."

Finally patient until the envoy left, Zong Zhengzhen with a livid face, swung the copper pot of buttered tea from the tray with one palm.

Too hateful!

In the spring of the fourth year of Yongqing, Khan Zhaoda of Dongwu came to Beijing to pay his annual tribute. The princess Taiping who welcomed Emperor An the most in the next month was Keren, whose status was only lower than that of Kedun.

In Yuxiu Palace, the imperial concubine smiled and watched Princess Ronghui sitting cross-legged on the blanket, Xiao Douding opened her black eyes, and Yiyi yelled at a pair of rabbits. Beside her ear was Mother Zhao's detailed report of the lively scene in Shengjing City when the princess got married today at Chenshi.

"It's a good marriage. It's not in vain for me to speak with Long Live God and reward her with the Clothes Pavilion as a dowry." Mr. Boss originally planned to confiscate the Clothes Pavilion on the charge of privately making official uniforms. Fortunately, she had a good mind, blowing the wind from the pillow, and the emperor praised "deceitful" by raising his eyebrows and stroking his forehead, and the man graciously let her go.

"With such a large sum of money in hand, Uzhaoda Khan will stay in the sky. Tribal customs, women and private property should all be inherited from the father." As for which son to pass on, Uzhaoda Khan has already received ten One son and seven daughters. The influence in the harem is intricate, and Princess Taiping, who is gentle and virtuous on the face and valued by the Emperor of Wei, gets involved. It would be boring to think that Her Highness the Princess would not have time to marry in the past.

Hearing the matter of the dowry being so indifferently mentioned by the master, Mother Zhao thought for a while. Back then, the princess tried her best to enter the harem even before asking her ancestors. Now, the master is going to marry the man far away in a flash, and he is unwilling to give up.

Wu Zhaoda is a barbarian country, without the enlightenment of a sage, the human relationship is degraded, even if the concubine Khan and the son of the Khan secretly have an affair. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the place was filthy. Standing behind, Zhao Mama secretly glanced at the petite and exquisite figure of the imperial concubine, and she became more and more convinced in her heart.

In the imperial study room, Emperor Jian'an finished handling the political affairs, and caught a glimpse of being forced into by Zong Zhengzhen a few months ago. When he was furious, his sleeves swept the missing pen holder on the floor. Zong Zhenglin folded his arms and leaned back, his phoenix eyes were shining .

Small things must be reported, the idea is not small. Snatching the neon clothes from Zongzhengzhen and gifting it to others in a blink of an eye, everyone in the capital knows that the Eldest Princess is virtuous, and she is so harmonious with the concubine who serves her husband.

She thinks of herself as high as Zong Zhengzhen, and she is afraid that the woman who never thought that she would bring her back to Shengjing by herself will follow her all the way to marry Wu Zhaoda and make things difficult for herself.

Emperor Jian'an caressed the cracks in the brackets, which were mottled and strewn with fine lines.

It's a pity that this pair of pastel seawater cloud and bat pattern pen holders has been useless since then.

The man's bony fingers turned over the stacked folders on the desk one by one, and read them carefully. After a while, he closed his eyes and gently tapped on the case with his fingers.

In the two Jin Dynasties, the time has come.

The capital of Jiangdu in the Western Jin Dynasty.

At the banquet, Zhao Wang raised his head and drank the jade wine in the cup, and his eagle eyes fell on Le Lian, who was covered with a light gauze in the center of the hall, half-embracing the pipa and singing lightly.

This woman is wearing a fiery red gauze dress, and her delicate figure is faintly visible under the light and thin clothes. Especially those misty almond eyes, which seem to be happy but not happy, and the glints in the downcast eyes are shining, and they are a provocative stunner.

"Mrs. Wei has arrived—" the attendant sang loudly, and all the officials in the audience suddenly restrained their playful thoughts, and looked greedily at the entrance of the hall.

"My lord." As if pearls and jade had fallen on a jade plate, the female voice was soft, and a touch of whiteness came out in the twilight.

So beautiful! No wonder people say that Mrs. Wei of King Zhao's Mansion has an alluring appearance, full of beauty like a bright moon.

The man who was still eagle-eyed and cold-faced suddenly relaxed his expression, leaned on the couch, and stretched out his arm to the woman who interrupted the enjoyment of silk and bamboo.

"Wei Ji, why don't you care about your body and come here late at night." Sitting on the lap around the man, Zhao Wang shook the wine cup in his hand, and the woman on his body stretched out her small green hand knowingly, and poured half a cup of sake with lowered eyebrows .

"Rui'er got angry again in the afternoon and left sir, and I punished him for copying books. At this moment, His Royal Highness was impatient with his studies, and started making a fuss in the study room, crying and begging you to make decisions for him. I was worried that His Royal Highness would cry badly." body, I had no choice but to come and find the prince to go back and persuade him."

King Zhao sighed and patted the back of her hand, the thought of Le Lian just now gradually faded away. "It's telling you to work hard."

"Why did your lord say that? Since you have entrusted your son to my concubine's upbringing, I should do my best to live up to your trust in my concubine."

When King Zhao led Wei Ji away on the chariot, all the officials in the hall looked at each other, and Le Lian, who was left alone in the center, cut off his nails and gritted his teeth with hatred.

Round two. This is the second time for her to perform in front of King Zhao, but the nobleman doesn't seem to keep her in mind. Could it be that Wei Ji obstructed her twice, she has long been favored.

Inside the bathroom, there was smoke. The woman leaned against the shore with her head up, her arms were slowly kneaded by the left and right maids.

"Ma'am, why didn't you leave the prince to settle down? In the eyes of the prince just now, it is clear that you belong."

"So what if you stay for a while? The most important thing is that you must not let that woman enter the palace. Standing behind her is the Grand Master's Palace. She is a singer and should not be underestimated. Today I sent the prince to Yuji's room. Compared with being seductive, No one is as good as her. The prince compares the front and back like this, how can he remember the woman who just made a show of her head."

"It's enough to have a concubine in the palace and a person who is born with joy and pity. There is no room for others to imitate and invite pets." She can have today's glory, secretly knowing how much suffering she has endured and how much resentment she has endured. Now that she can raise a son under her name, and occupy the position of the third wife, she will never allow anyone who can threaten her status to come forward.

"If you want to come to Yuji, you are also a sensible person. If you fulfill her today, you will always repay her twice tomorrow."

The woman smiled and picked up the water drops, and there were two huge night pearls embedded on the wall next to the other bank, illuminating the bathroom transparently and brightly.

Her name is full of glory, she should be like a jewel shining brightly, her brilliance is dazzling.

The power in his hands, even if he desperately dies in this life, he will never let it go.

Hearing Wei Ji's words, the maidservant in the light blue silk dress behind her was shocked, her hairs stood up all over her body, and her face turned strange. At the beginning, Wei Ji also "perfected" Mrs. Li in this way. Only after that... Mrs. Li was useless, and died of a bloody collapse during childbirth.

Yuji, wait until Wei Ji gets rid of the Le Lian sent by the grand master's mansion. I don't know if that woman with a coquettish face will escape with her life?

Biting the penholder, Mu Xiyao stared at the man behind the desk in a daze.

In this life, Emperor Jian'an used Huairou methods against the two Jin Dynasties. According to what the man said and what she meant, Mr. Boss had planned a strategy and had already laid out the chess game.

History has changed again.

Compared with the bloody killings in her previous life, Mu Yaonv felt that it was really good to be outsmarted. It's just a conspiracy, as long as it doesn't hinder her, this country belongs to this man, and he can do whatever he wants.

I don't know who he took a fancy to this time?

"Mother and concubine, even if you admire your father and emperor a lot, you should wait for your sons to step down before revealing it." Chengyou frowned and muttered a few words in a low voice. The father was studying his strategies, and he remembered that he was reluctant, but being stared at by the mother and concubine like this, his palms couldn't help sweating.

Waking up suddenly, the imperial concubine's face turned embarrassing. Being misunderstood by her son, she still made it out like this, which made her lose face!

Cough twice, also uncomfortable, and His Majesty the "admired" Emperor Jian'an.

"Don't talk nonsense, that's all for today. Tomorrow morning Tao Gong in the study will teach numerology, so be sure to put your heart into it."

Hearing that Mr. Tao was teaching again, Chengyou immediately lost his face. Didn't I just teach numeracy yesterday, why is it going to be my turn tomorrow? Poetry theory, mathematics riding and shooting. Among so many homework, the most feared thing is the math that makes people's brain hurt.

"Father, I remember that tomorrow it should be Zhang Dashi who will teach "Eastern Capital Stories"."

oh? My mind is not yet confused.

Emperor Jian'an glanced at his youngest son, raised his eyebrows. "Zhang Jinian needs to participate in political records tomorrow, so I would like to ask Mr. Tao to do it for him." Standing up and stroking Chengyou's head, the emperor's expression was very gentle. "Go back early and rest, don't go too late tomorrow morning."

Pulling Chengyou with a bitter expression on his face, he bid farewell to his father, queen, mother and concubine. On the surface, the eldest prince behaved with restraint, but in his heart he was extremely helpless towards this brother.

Misfortune comes from the mouth. Even if the mother and concubine can't help admiring the father and emperor, how can it be difficult for the mother and concubine to face the face. I have to teach him more when I go back.

When Mu Yaonv didn't know it at all, the two Highnesses already believed that the mother and concubine had a deep admiration for the father, there was no doubt about it.

While walking to the door, His Highness pondered. I'm afraid Tao Gong and Zhang's family will get the imperial father's oral order later. In front of the mother and concubine, the father still protects her like this.

Forget it, Chengyou messed up "Eastern Metropolis Stories", fortunately, he added math skills, not rhythm.

After stepping out the door, the two Highnesses were suddenly stopped by the imperial concubine.

"After practicing tomorrow morning, I specially prepared almond tea for the two of you. The weather is hot and dry, so it should be nourishing and nourishing." The imperial concubine had kind eyebrows and good eyes, and arranged the meals for tomorrow in advance, but the two highnesses changed their faces at the same time.

The milk taste is very fishy. The First Prince frowned. Looking at Chengyou, who is half a head shorter, he made up his mind to go back and teach him strictly. It's not a good feeling to be affected by the fish pond. This is the second time this month.

Wei Zhen followed behind the two highnesses, watching the second prince tugging at the sleeves of the eldest prince, his words were full of grievances. "Brother Huang, the almond tea in the mother's palace is so bitter that it tastes sour."

"Yes." As an elder brother, His Highness was well-bred. "I asked my father during my morning exercises. While my mother and concubine were not paying attention, Chengyou and my father exchanged the cup with sugar."

"What about the emperor?"

"Close your eyes and take a sip, and you will pass the patience."

...

With a tense face, Master Wei followed behind the two His Highnesses with heavy steps.

Another almond tea made by your master. Your Majesty, you love your brothers, but you don't know that Long Live Lord is very disliked by those who have a strong taste.

No wonder Chengqing was not filial, but it was Emperor Jian'an who held the tea in front of his son without frowning and drank it all at once.

The Muyao girl in the palace was caught by the emperor, the man frowned, pondered for a while, and finally felt that being a little subdued in front of her was not a shame.

"Jiaojiao, I have already punished my son."

Covering her mouth, she chuckled and shivered her shoulders, the face of the bewitching girl Furong was as delicate and beautiful as a flower.

"The concubine prepared another bamboo fungus soup for Long Live Lord. If you are not satisfied, you can change it to the same one as your sons, okay?"

Emperor Jian'an's expression froze, and he laughed softly while hugging the person. "Just follow the previous arrangement."

It was the last time she noticed it. this woman...

Chengyou, who was sleeping soundly in the dormitory, still didn't know: This time, the move given by the big emperor is very difficult to be effective.