After the Xiaohan solar term, the New Year festival is getting closer and closer. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe air in the capital seems to be filled with the smell of the New Year.

In a small courtyard on the east side of Rongguofu North Street, Xiangling's mother, Aunt Zhen, had breakfast, and Aunt Qin, who was washing clothes in the yard, said, "I won't come back for dinner at noon." "Walk through the alley, check your "ID card" at the east corner gate of Sanssouci Hall, and enter.

Aunt Zhen carefully folded the "ID card" written on bamboo paper and put it away closely. It was written with her name, identity, appearance, number, and permission to enter and leave all parts of Jia Province.

When she first arrived, she was very uncomfortable with this set of Jia Mansion. Now, however, the benefits are being discovered. If she wants to see her daughter, she can just come in. No pass-through. The access control is strict, and there are many people but not chaotic.

Along the way, the servants and housekeepers from all over the place greeted her warmly, "Sister-in-law Zhen came in to see Aunt Zhen?" A few more pleasantries.

Aunt Zhen was wearing clean and neat clothes, and replied with a smile every time: "Yes." "In my heart, I enjoy this feeling of lightness and fluttering.

These treatments have been brought to the daughter who was abducted since she was a child. Unfortunately, her husband followed the Taoist priest and disappeared. Blessed, enjoyed.

Aunt Zhen did not rush to see Xiangling, but took a detour to the north and talked with the familiar housekeeper in the wing room of a steward's office. "In the past two days, people have come and gone, and it has been very lively, but what is the happy event?"

The lady in charge was about forty years old and said with a smile: "Oh, isn't there a big event?" The concubine gave birth to a prince in the palace. In the past few days, relatives, old friends, and those officials in the house have come to congratulate them! ”

Aunt Zhen was a little confused in her mind. In the past few months, she has heard that the eldest girl of Jiafu is a concubine in the palace, but this is the first time she has personally experienced the relationship, status, and power between the concubine and Jiafu. More than she knew.

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Among the three thousand harems of the Yongzhi Emperor, Jia Guifei, who ranked second, gave birth to a prince on the tenth day of December in the 14th year of Yongzhi.

Jiafu is full of joy, taking advantage of the opportunity of the New Year, the lights are colorful, and the traffic outside the door is busy.

Not to mention anything else, the status of concubines with a prince and concubines without a prince is a difference between cloud and mud in the palace. For example, Zhou Guifei has long fallen out of favor. But she is the mother of King Yan, and her situation in the palace is not too bad.

The Son of Heaven came to see Jia Yuanchun a few days ago. In the Fengzao Palace, it has been very lively these days, and by noon, it has slowed down a little. The soft winter day fell on the desk and the ground through the glass window.

Jia Yuanchun was lying on the bed and talking to Concubine Zhou Guifei, who took care of her, "Thank you sister for taking care of me these past few months." ”

Baoqin held a bowl of chicken soup on the side.

Zhou Guifei is nearly forty years old, well-maintained, quiet and elegant. The charm remains. Sitting on the chair next to the bed, he smiled, "Thank you for what?" My sister gave birth to a prince smoothly, which is better than anything else. My sister will recover well next, so as to retain the grace of the Son of Heaven. ”

Jia Yuanchun smiled slightly, nodded, and thought of his son, with the glow of motherhood floating on his face. commanded: "Hug Qin, you go and ask Mama Fang to bring the child in, I'll take a look." "The palace has its own wet nurse to take care of the prince, and Prince Jia is not in the palace at this time.

Seeing that Yuan Chun wanted to see his son's appearance, Zhou Guifei smiled slightly.

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The birth of Prince Jia caused waves in the palace and the court, and attracted the attention of all parties. Of course, it is impossible for a young baby to change the pattern of the court, and the attention of all parties is only concern.

On the afternoon of the 19th, the Son of Yongzhi was in the West Garden, and Yang Guifei did not accompany her today, but rested in the Yongshou Palace.

Outside the main hall, the wind was bittersweet. The hall is lit with red charcoal, which is warm and comfortable. Yang Guifei was dressed in a green coat and wrote in front of the bookcase. A green silk is pulled up, the jade face is delicate and flawless, and the figure is round and jade. Very beautiful woman.

Seven or eight palace maids and eunuchs waited inside and outside the study. At this time, Liu Guozhong, the chief eunuch in charge of the dining room in the palace, came in from outside and knelt down with Yang Guifei to salute, "The slave sees the imperial concubine Niangniang." ”

Yang Guifei didn't stop writing, and said with a soft smile: "Get up." ”

Gonggong Liu stood up, he was about forty years old, thin, and the expression on his face had always been very cold, at this time he showed a few smiles, and Yang Guifei talked in a circle, and then said: "Niangniang, Concubine Yuan now has a prince, and she has a father and uncle to help her, I am afraid that she has the heart to be the queen." I have to guard against it..."

Yang Guifei interrupted Gonggong Liu's words with a smile, "Gonggong Liu, don't say these words, okay?" This palace is not the idea of being a queen. ”

Gonggong Liu stopped his mouth in amusement, said a few words, and said goodbye. Behind him, there were the mocking voices of several eunuchs, "With such a poor method of sowing discord, how did Gonggong Liu become the head of the dining room?" ”

Liu Guozhong didn't look back, but the corners of his mouth overflowed with a sneer. What do these juniors know? He just needs to keep reinforcing some of Yang Guifei's impressions. Yang Guifei is a smart person.

In the hall, Yang Guifei frowned and looked at the waves of Empress Li on the paper - the rain outside the curtain was broken. The word "dream" is a bit heavier, and it looks incongruous.

Yang Guifei thought for a while and ordered, "Go and call Ke'er in." ”

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King Wu, as the minister in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, concurrently served as a councillor and became the representative of the royal family in the court, and the number of people visiting the palace of King Wu has increased dramatically for more than a month. This objectively reflects the power of King Wu.

Compared with the hustle and bustle in the front yard, the county lord of Yongqing was sitting leisurely in the room reading a book, with bright phoenix eyes, a pale green gown, and a white gauze pleated skirt. Bright eyes and bright teeth, slender posture. She leaned quietly in the collapsed chair and flipped through the books, under the hem of her skirt, revealing her peach-pink socks and embroidered shoes. There is an indescribable verve, beautiful.

Outside the room, the voice of the maid Zi'er sounded in the blue gauze cupboard: "His Royal Highness the King of Shu has come down." ”

The county lord of Yongqing came back to his senses and raised his voice: "Zi'er, please come in." ”

Ning Ke, the king of Shu, came in from outside the door, wearing a water-blue robe, handsome and rich. Holding a folding fan in his hand. Seeing Ning Xiao reading, he smiled and said, "Sister Xiao, you are so interested, you are studying at home today." ”

The county lord of Yongqing smiled, closed the "Historical Records", and said, "This is not much interest. Taking history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall. Where did Brother Nine come from? Zi'er, tea. ”

Ning Ke, the king of Shu, sat on a chair placed against the wall, facing Ning Xiao, and said, "Hey, I just listened to my aunt's instructions and went to Jiafu to get a generous gift." Hey, he's so lively in his house. I don't know, I thought that his family had a prince. ”

It's sarcastic.

Because, the princess is left with the prince, and what threatens is his aunt's position. In the battle for the queen, his aunt is at a disadvantage. Jia Guifei's maiden family is very powerful.

The beautiful, clear, and bright Danfeng eyes of the county lord of Yongqing flashed for a moment, and he thought slightly. Immediately, after thinking about it, I still couldn't help but say nothing.

Ning Ke, the king of Shu, didn't notice Ning Xiao's expression, drank the tea sent by Zi'er, and said, "Sister Xiao, you don't know, right?" I went to Jiafu today, and I heard that their three girls, like you, are in charge of the housekeeping in the house. ”

Ning Xiao smiled.

After talking for a while, Ning Ke, the king of Shu, invited: "Sister Xiao, a new theater has opened in the west of the city, I heard that there are several famous actors on stage in it, let's go and see it together today." ”

Ning Xiao smiled slightly and declined: "I still have to study today, so I won't accompany Brother Jiu." ”

Ning Ke was slightly stunned, and in his memory, it seemed that Xiaomei rarely refused to travel with him. Then he smiled and said, "It's okay." That's another day. After laughing and talking for a while, he said goodbye and left.

Ning Xiao sent Ning Ke away, came back, sat at the table, and shook his head gently. Yang Guifei sent the ninth brother to Jiafu to give gifts to show goodwill, she thought that she was afraid that it would have no effect on the result. The struggle for the latter position will inevitably break out between Yang Guifei and Jia Guifei in the next few years.

Ning Xiao took a sip of tea, put this matter in her mind, picked up the historical records, and continued to read: Chen Ping's family.

She and Brother Jiu went to "question" Jia Huan that day, and successfully got a promise from Jia Huan, but she and Brother Jiu were still full of frustration. Jia Huan left a strange impression on her: too single.

She has been reading history books recently, wanting to see what these ministers think.

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Jia Huan didn't know the news from Jingzhong. The date on which Pravda is distributed to other places is generally a 10-day cycle. On the twentieth day of the lunar month, the ship arrived in Yangzhou.