After several years of pampering, Song Xinjiao is already very familiar with being in charge of the harem.

In just one hour, the big and small matters in the palace were properly arranged, and even the banquet was clearly explained to be supervised.

Wang Hongyi was in the side hall, looking at her majestic words, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, this domination of the inner palace was her responsibility, and Wang Hongyi generally did not interfere.

"After these things are done, I will report to the palace to know. ，

"No!"

Finally sent the last group of people out, and as soon as he turned around, Song Xinyou happened to meet Wang Hongyi's gaze, and his face suddenly turned slightly red.

The Song family was originally a family, and although they were in business, they still paid great attention to the teaching of their children, and after entering the palace, they became queens for a few years, and they were full of virtues.

Wang Hongyi's "love" for the queen is not so much "love", but "respect, more", this is the "respect" for the "wife", but this is indeed the standard queen.

Dingguo Anbang is Wang Hongyi, and this stable harem really needs such a queen.

Because the husband and wife have not seen each other for a long time, the Queen Mother went to rest first, Wang Hongyi had just seen the majesty of his wife's instructions, and now he saw her little daughter's posture, Wang Hongyi's heart suddenly fluttered, stepped forward, and laughed in a low voice: "The lonely queen is more and more motherly and deceitful, and in the future, the affairs of the harem still need you to manage. ，

Song Xinyou smiled slightly: "You are the king, I am your wife, and you are your minister, so I naturally want to assist you, so that you have to control the heart of the inner palace, and the concubine is not so weak, all the way, although she is a little tired, sitting in the car and boat, you can always rest." ，

"It's just that the queen mother is bitter, the queen mother is old, and she stops and goes, and this journey is also very boring. Fortunately, I have arrived in Jinling, and I can finally take a rest. ，

Song Xinyou said, brushing the hair scattered in front of his forehead, slender and white fingers, and black hair, which made Wang Hongyi closer and closer.

Just as he was about to laugh a few more words, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and someone reported outside: "Your Majesty, several adults from the Ministry of Rites are waiting outside, and they want to see the king." ，

Wang Hongyi was stunned, smiled helplessly, and said to Song Xinyou: "Queen, you go down to rest, and when the time comes, we will go to the banquet together." ，

Song Xinyou sighed slightly, knowing that state affairs were important, nodded and said, "The concubine knows, and the concubine will retire first." ，

As he spoke, he made a blessing and withdrew.

After going out of the main hall, towards the harem, because of the long distance, he took advantage of the public opinion.

The planning and attractions on both sides are of course ten times better than the royal palace in Xiangyang.

The palace where the emperor of Dayan lives is extraordinary, the palace is stacked on top of each other, between several halls, it is far away, back to Kunning Palace, someone has already picked up this palace, the brazier is extremely hot, as soon as you enter, the warmth of the face.

"Someone, bring a cup of Qingxin tea prepared by the palace. , Sitting on the gorgeous soft collapse, Song Xin rested for a while, and then said instructed.

"Slave and maid, go and serve it to the queen!" the palace man who had a call trotted down.

After a while, a tea cup that smelled fragrant and looked green and verdant was brought up.

The temperature of the tea is a good entrance, Song Xinyou took a few sips, and his complexion gradually returned to normal.

In front of Wang Hongyi, she actually has the meaning of holding on, she is the master of the first palace, although she is tired and a little angry, but what should she do, what she should not do, what she should say, what she should not say, these are what she has been forced to remember in her mind since she was sensible, as the eldest daughter of the Song family, the queen, the mother of the eldest son of the prince of Chu, she really didn't dare to let herself show her incompetence and weakness, the queen should do it, she must do it first, and then be herself.

"Queen......" At this time, a palace man who had been following her whispered a few words in her ear.

"Stand down, all of you. , Song Xinyou said to the palace maid next to him.

"No. , this group of palace attendants all retreated.

"Let her in. , Song Xinyou saw that everyone else had retreated, and ordered the palace man to bring people in.

"No. , the palace people were ordered to go out, and after a while, they brought a woman in.

"Slave and maid Heqian, I have seen the queen. The woman bowed down in front of Song Xinyou.

This person Song Xinyou is known, although she looks ordinary, very smart, is the son of the Song family, since she was a child, she loves to learn to write and write, when she was a little older, she was photographed by the Song family's housekeeper, and was specially trained to learn to calculate accounts and various housekeepers.

Song Xinyou was a little surprised when she saw that she came, and asked, "How did you come to Jinling?"

He Qian hurriedly replied respectfully: "The slave maid arrived in Jinling with the eldest young master. ，

"Big brother has also arrived in Jinling?" this made her frown even more.

But after thinking for a while, his brow relaxed, and he asked, "Does he have anything for you to deliver in?"

It is not easy for a man to enter the palace, but there are many women entering and leaving the palace gate.

"Queen, here is the silver ticket that the master and the eldest young master asked the slave to hand over to you, and this is the letter that the master asked the slave to hand over to you

He Qian took out two sealed thick paper packets and said upwards.

The palace people came over, and after a brief inspection according to the rules, and found that there was nothing unusual, they handed it to Song Xinyou.

Song Xinyou looked at the two paper bags in his hand, one was thicker, the other was thinner, and the thicker one was opened first, and inside was a thick stack of silver tickets. The denomination of each one is not large, ten taels and one thick, and it is a large stack, which is for her to reward.

After looking at it, it was rewrapped and put away.

She opened the thin paper bag again and saw that there were several letters in it, including father's and brother's, and when she folded the letters, they were all homely words, and they were very warm.

In the letter written by my father at the end, I mentioned some of the plans of the Song family, saying that the Song family would definitely do it if she was relieved in the palace and with the support she deserved.

"Alas!" these letters, holding them in his hand, read them many times, and then the palace man threw them into the brazier beside him, and instantly burned to ashes.

Song Xinyou looked at He Qian at this time, and said slowly: "The palace knows about the matter, you did a good job this time, take a hundred taels out, do a good job, you have to see more and talk less by the side of the eldest young master, remember?"

"The slave remembered. , He Qian took the silver ticket handed over by the palace people, and hurriedly thanked him: "Slave and maid thank the queen for the reward!"

"Alright, let's go down. After a little more than an hour, it was time for the banquet, and she felt a little pain in her head, and wanted to rest for a while, so she waved her hand and told the other party to retreat.

After He Qian saluted, under the leadership of the palace people, he went out of the inner hall.

Silently looking at the burning brazier, Song Xin sighed faintly, closed his eyes and recuperated.

An hour later, in Jinling City, in the palace, Wang Hongyi feasted his ministers.

Not only for the land of Wu to be pacified, but also for the arrival of the Queen Mother and her entourage.

This time, in addition to the ministers who made contributions in the battle of Wu, a large number of officials and generals, as well as the Queen Mother Wang and Queen Song Xinyou.

As for several concubines, they did not attend.

Wang Hongyi is dressed very solemnly today, attending the banquet in the crown dress of the king of Chu, sitting on the throne, on his left, is the position of the queen mother, in order to show filial piety.

The Queen Mother seemed very happy today, although she was a little tired all the way, but she rested for a while before the banquet and recovered.

Wearing the clothes of the queen mother, sitting next to her son, watching the civil and military officials below come to visit together, all of them are handsome, and there is a prosperous atmosphere, and I am very happy.

Song Xinyou sat on Wang Hongyi's side, also dressed very dignified and grand, showing grace and generosity.

It is not the first time for some ministers to see the Queen Mother and the Queen, but there are many newly promoted officials, who are seeing it for the first time, and after meeting them, they all feel very respectful.

After the visit, Wang Hongyi ordered a banquet in the palace.

At this time, although it was a cold winter, the sun was shining, and there was a brazier in the hall, which was very warm.

According to the rules and official positions, it is divided into many seats, expanded from the inside to the outside, and can go to the temple, and the lowest is from the fifth grade.

A golden bell struck, and the feast began.

The feast was prepared early, and at this time a large number of maids took it, and the dishes on the table were on one table, and because of the cold weather, there must be a hot pot at each table that was boiling and sneering with white smoke.

There are a variety of dishes around, and I can't go into details.

Wang Hongyi said with a smile: "Zhongqing, today is twenty-seven, the south is peaceful, you have all worked hard, it all depends on the strength of Zhongqing, today is the New Year's banquet, you can go back for the New Year when you run out." ，

At that moment, several ministers took their ministers to bow and salute again, saying: "This is all the king's blessing, and the ministers dare to take credit!"

After the pilaga is the meal.

In the far corner of the courtier, a man was observing.

Xungou looked at it at this time, and saw that with Wang Hongyi entering the master, the palace had returned to its gas phase.

I saw that the tide of red qi poured in, filling every corner of the palace, and all the ministers had luck, and as for the king, queen mother, and queen above, they all condensed purple qi and lingered.

Especially Wang Hongyi, the rich purple qi was condensed, and the purple clouds were shrouded.

Xungou couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if it was the spirit of the true king, but it had nothing to do with the previous dynasty, so it was thriving, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of gloom.

Xungou shook his head and smiled bitterly, this kind of luck is not something that Wei Yue's legacy can shake at all.

However, even so, he can also use the residual dragon qi to stabilize his official position, and he will go out to serve as a Taishou after the New Year, as long as he governs the government and the people, and grows virtuous, he can naturally eliminate his karma little by little.

And as long as it is accumulated silently, even if it is the position of prime minister in the future, it is not impossible, and at that time, maybe the last part of Wei Yue's dragon qi can be refined and used for himself or his descendants, so as to extend the rich and noble family lineage.

If you can win the canonization of the new dynasty, then you will naturally be able to stand alone after death, and then rely on the power of Wei Yue's zombies, you will be able to stand on your feet.

Of course, Wei Yue's dragon qi is not endless, day and night, there will be a day of extinction, but as long as there are three generations, it is enough. (To be continued.)