When Emperor Sima Zhong came over, it was already time to light the lamp.
Yang Xianrong changed into a gorgeous coat and stood at the gate of Tianyuan Palace to greet his arrival.
"Come on, the queen doesn't need to be polite when she sees me." Sima Zhong looked very normal and strode into the palace.
A group of people followed behind, walking quietly, no one dared to make a sound.
When the emperor and empress were all seated, Cuixi quickly served tea.
Yang Xianrong thought for a while and then asked dryly: "Has the emperor ever had dinner?"
"Have eaten." Sima Zhong just looked at her and replied dryly.
"Then what is the emperor doing today?" Yang Xianrong was really direct.
"Can't I come?" There was nothing unusual in Sima Zhong's black eyes. He was still looking at Yang Xianrong, and there was even a deep meaning in it.
After all, Sima Zhong, who was over forty years old, had been the emperor for so many years and was full of majesty.
Yang Xianrong was young, and when he looked at her like this, she felt a little scared. She had to lower her head and said, "The emperor can come at any time, but I am just thinking about whether I can cook some delicious food for the emperor or do other things."
"What's going on? What delicious food?" Sima Zhong approached her.
"This... I don't know either." Yang Xianrong felt a little uncomfortable and moved quietly.
"Why are you smelly?" Sima Zhong suddenly became disgusted and pushed Yang Xianrong.
She was completely unprepared, staggered and fell down.
Fortunately, Cuixi reacted very quickly and caught her in time to prevent the queen of Dajin from falling off the chair.
"...Today, I ate some mutton..." Yang Xianrong did not dare to get angry and stood in front of Sima Zhong honestly.
"Did you eat my Liuyang Car?" Sima Zhong's eyes widened.
"Not entirely."
Yang Xianrong thought about how to explain, but Sima Zhong also stood up, very unhappy.
"Queen, even if my six-yang chariot doesn't come to you, you shouldn't eat my six-yang chariot, right?"
"Didn't that mean that the sheep were all strangled to death?" Yang Xianrong glanced at Sima Zhong quietly, "I didn't eat your sheep today. I just went out to Mingyue Tower to eat something."
"Is it delicious?" Sima Zhong said it completely out of the routine, making people confused.
"It's okay." Yang Xianrong didn't know how to answer, so he had to deal with it like this, looking at Zhang Du from the corner of his eye.
Zhang Du and Zhang Liangxue both stood aside, nervously watching the emperor's every move.
Zhang Du reminded Sima Zhong in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I am here to comfort the queen today..."
"Oh, yes." Sima Zhong said with a straight face again, "You have suffered some injustice because of Concubine Li's incident a few days ago. Then your father and brother also left Luoyang City. I thought about coming over and asking you if you want any compensation. ? Gold, silver and jewelry are all fine? I got a new coral tree, which is of excellent quality, and I can give it to you too..."
It turned out that this was what he meant. Yang Xianrong felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. I am fine."
"Then I will order someone to bring you the coral tree." Sima Zhong glanced at Zhang Du and asked, "Is this okay?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Zhang Du quickly nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I'm leaving." Sima Zhong actually didn't want to talk to Yang Xianrong at all, so he raised his legs and was about to go out.
Zhang Du immediately called out softly from behind: "Your Majesty, there is still something to do about the Great Cold Banquet."
"Oh." Sima Zhong looked back at him and then said to Yang Xianrong: "The Great Cold Banquet in a few days will be the Queen's first time to attend the Great Cold Banquet. I have ordered people to prepare a gorgeous robe. The Queen Don't worry about it. I've prepared some gold hairpins and emerald flowers, and they will be delivered to you in two days."
"Ah... thank you, Your Majesty." With so many rewards, Yang Xianrong quickly knelt down.
"It's nothing, Concubine Li also has... Oh, she's dead. Who is here now?" Sima Zhong suddenly narrowed his eyes, as if he couldn't remember anything.
Zhang Du immediately reminded in a low voice: "Gorgeous beauty."
"Yes, I also gave the beauty a golden hairpin, which is smaller than the queen's. The queen should not be angry."
"Oh." Yang Xianrong really didn't know how to express his emotions. He wouldn't be angry or happy.
"That's right." Sima Zhong leaned down to look at her again, sniffed, and then said: "The mutton that the Queen ate can be given to me. The Liuyang Cart should also be delicious."
"..." It was really difficult to say this. Yang Xianrong had to raise his head and look at him, then turned to look at Zhang Du.
Zhang Du said quickly: "The emperor has no other intentions. Even if the queen eats, I can give it to the emperor to taste."
"Yes, that's what it means." Sima Zhong's robe sleeves were extremely wide, and he put his hands in each other's sleeves, with a somewhat imperial air. "The beautiful woman said she would perform a Qingshang dance for me at the Great Winter Banquet. Does the queen have any talents?"
"I don't know how to do that," Yang Xianrong grinned.
"That's not possible. At the beginning, Sima Lun said that the queen was very good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting, so I agreed to marry you." Sima Zhong chuckled, but that was not normal.
"The Queen's talent is naturally first-rate, so don't be anxious, Your Majesty." Zhang Du smoothed things over, "Let the Queen think about it first, just wait and see the Great Winter Banquet."
"Yes." Sima Zhong nodded, "Is that all right now? I'm going to go find a beautiful lady to play hut."
"Yes, yes." Zhang Du's groveling look was truly a loyal old slave.
But many thoughts went through Yang Xianrong's mind. Who meant this? Sima Zhong? Or Sima Lun?
The Great Winter Banquet is considered a family banquet, and there is nothing wrong with singing and dancing with red sleeves.
Now that he has entered the palace, he still has to please the emperor.
Although she was very uncomfortable, there was nothing she could do about it.
After the emperor left, she asked Cui Xi to dig out the shakuhachi and yaoqin that were her dowry.
"Girl, the music score is here." Lan Xiang came out with another pile of bamboo slips.
"Hey, no need, I can still do simple things." Yang Xianrong had a headache, thinking that those concubines must have their own special powers, so she would be really mediocre.
"Are you going to blow here? Will others hear it?" Cuixi asked.
"Yingliu Lake?" Lan Xiang asked in a low voice, "I heard that many people go to Yingliu Lake..."
"Isn't there a ghost? We can't go." Cuixi was unhappy, "We can't go this late at night."
"Shall we go quietly?" Lan Xiang looked around the dormitory, "It's a good place here, but will it be heard by others?"
"What are you afraid of?" Cui Xi didn't care, "Our girl is the queen now, who dares to talk about her?"
"That's true." Lan Xiang nodded in agreement, but asked again: "Didn't you just come back and say that Qin Wuwei said that there is an old lady in the palace who knows shakuhachi, and she can improve a lot in three to five days."
"Then we don't know who it is?" Cuixi took out a shakuhachi. It was made of bamboo, covered with vermilion lacquer and carved with exquisite patterns. You could tell at a glance that it was extraordinary.
"What are you doing?" Luzhu came in with a basin of warm water, "Is the Queen going to wash up?"
"Sister Luzhu, did you know that there is an old lady in the palace who is good at shakuhachi?" Lanxiang asked.
"Put the water here first, and I'll go get some saponins." Luzhu put down the copper basin, "I don't know about this old lady, but there are a few old ladies living there by Yingliu Lake. , maybe one of these people is responsible for cleaning up the weeds by the lake on weekdays."
(End of chapter)
