It's a bit of a pity that I didn't see the scene in the TV series where people live and work in peace and contentment and there are many restaurants and shops.
It seemed that what was being shown in the film and television city was not all true. How could the emperor still wander the streets with his concubines after the spring plowing? The local officials had cleared the place long ago and all the shops were closed.
Shuangjiang said that these shops would not reopen until the emperor's chariot returned to the palace.
It was to prevent assassins from hiding inside and bringing hidden dangers to the emperor's travels.
In fact, the Yan Dynasty has had three emperors so far, and each of them is not a mediocre person. They have managed the rule smoothly and the country is peaceful and the people are safe.
Emperor Xuanwu was a wise king among wise kings. He was not greedy for pleasure or indulged in women. He spent 365 days a year, except for the New Year period when his writing was closed due to rules and regulations. The rest of the time he was in the imperial study or Chengqian Palace. Government affairs are never slack.
Jiang Xinyue didn't think that any person who was short-sighted would rebel and assassinate the emperor.
But officials are not afraid of anything but the worst, and protective measures are in place.
When she got there, she only looked at the closed shop doors on both sides, and all she could see were the dark heads.
"Brother Ze, stop squeezing, stop squeezing, it's not safe to squeeze in anymore."
Among the heads of people who couldn't tell who was who, there was an eight or nine-year-old boy. He put his hands on the shoulders of the servants and jumped up to look at the long motorcade.
Behind him was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, who was holding on to his clothes, fearing that he would be trampled by the crowd.
Seeing that the convoy was about to pass, Jiang Junze was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and slapped the front servant on the back: "Squat down, hurry up!"
The servant squatted down in a hurry, and Jiang Junze immediately sat on his neck, and then shouted: "Stand up! Come on, come on, come on!"
The servant stood up immediately, and Jiang Junze's vision suddenly became clear.
He swayed left and right, eagerly looking for his sister's carriage. His father said that the emperor would allow his eldest sister to attend this spring plowing ceremony, so he and his second sister came to the palace gate early in the morning to guard it.
Because he arrived early, Jiang Junze was not too far away from the motorcade. After being pushed up by his servant, he quickly saw the beautiful face of his eldest sister behind the raised curtains.
He waved excitedly: "Sister! Sister! Sister, look at me, I'm here!"
Shuangjiang pointed at the little boy who was waving vigorously: "My dear, look, is there someone calling us over there?"
Jiang Xinyue poked her head over, and the boy became even more excited. The servant underneath him was miserable. If his companions hadn't supported him, he would have definitely fallen.
"Brother Ze?"
Logically speaking, Jiang Xinyue did not know her original brother, but her original memory made her unable to help but respond the moment she saw the boy. She rushed to the window, stretched out her hand and waved vigorously at Jiang Junze.
Jiang Junze smiled brightly: "Second sister, I saw the eldest sister, she was waving to me!"
"Where is it?"
Hearing this, Jiang Xinyan could no longer maintain her dignity, but she couldn't do anything to ride on the maid's neck. She could only stand on tiptoes and stretch her neck with difficulty.
Until the convoy went far to the farmland, she could not see a hair on her sister's head.
Jiang Junze jumped off the servant's shoulders, took Jiang Xinyan's hand and ran: "Auntie, you can rest assured now. I saw that the eldest sister looks very good, and she is much prettier than when she was at home. It seems that the rumors in the market are all true. Really, eldest sister, she has indeed become a beloved concubine who can be equal to the imperial concubine."
In the past, the eldest sister pretended to be a white lotus in Jiang Mansion to win her father's love, which made their life in the manor easier.
Later, when he entered the palace, his father also wanted to take advantage of his sister's beauty to reach a higher level.
Now it seems to be successful. My father spends more time in my aunt's yard than before, and the servants in the house no longer dare to look down on my aunt.
But Jiang Xinyan is also a woman. She thinks in her heart that her husband does not have to be too talented or good-looking in the future. He does not need to be from a well-off family. She wants her husband to be good to her only in his life.
Sister... she should think so too, right?
Is there any woman in this world who loves her husband so much that she is willing to share her husband with so many women?
well……
For the eldest sister, I don’t know whether this is happiness or misfortune.
Jiang Junze turned around to see the second sister with a bad expression, and consoled him: "Second sister is thinking wildly and being sentimental again. What you ask for does not mean that what the eldest sister wants is what the eldest sister wants. In my eyes, the eldest sister is born to be rich and have an ordinary appearance. No less than her.”
Such extraordinary beauty would be a disaster wherever it was placed. Only by entering the palace and gaining the favor of the emperor could she live a prosperous life.
The second sister wants someone who can help her, while the eldest sister only wants honor and favor.
you are not a fish, how to know the joy of fish?
Jiang Xinyan understood the meaning of her brother's words, blushed slightly, and said with a smile: "As long as eldest sister gets what she wants, it will be great."
The Spring Plowing Ceremony was very complicated. The emperor went to the fields and stood facing south. The servants all took their respective positions. The Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue held the tillage, and the Yin of Shuntian Prefecture held the whip. The emperor knelt down and pushed the tillage three times.
The prime minister of Shuntian Prefecture presented the green box, the minister of household affairs planted the seeds, and the elders followed them to cover the soil.
The queen also had to go to the ground for a symbolic transplanting of rice seedlings. The queen also went to the ground. Concubine Shu and Jiang Xinyue couldn't help themselves, so they all rolled up their trouser legs and walked down to the paddy field.
Concubine Shu seemed to have never done anything like this before. When the dirty mud submerged her calves, her whole little face lost all color in an instant, and every step she took was extremely difficult.
Emperor Xuanwu looked back at Concubine Shu and Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Xinyue was holding rice seedlings in her hand and had planted them in a row. She was also chatting animatedly with the old man next to her who was teaching her how to plant rice seedlings. They seemed to be discussing how to plant rice seedlings faster.
Seeing the emperor looking over, he waved to him with rice seedlings in his eyes, his eyes full of sparkling light.
But because she moved too much, she almost fell. The moment she staggered forward, Emperor Xuanwu almost turned around.
But the old man beside her helped her steady, and she bowed to him with a smile: "Thank you, uncle."
How could such a person be disliked wherever he goes?
Probably not, but the people all followed her, praising her for her good rice transplanting, and her politeness and lack of airs.
Emperor Xuanwu's spring plowing was to close the relationship with the common farmers and show that the court attached great importance to farming.
None of the concubines brought out in the past years have truly achieved this. Zhen Zhaoyi... indeed has a strong innocent heart.
Looking at Concubine Shu again, although she suppressed the discomfort, her pale face told everyone that this empress disliked the dirty work of farming.
You can’t deceive people with your physiological reactions without words.
Concubine Shu followed behind Emperor Xuanwu, her frail body shaky. The emperor stretched out a hand and held her silently: "If you feel uncomfortable, you can go to the carriage to rest."
With the calm-faced Queen and the beaming Zhen Zhaoyi here, the spring plowing was considered a success.
