Sure enough, when Concubine Shu said she was full, Emperor Xuanwu and Empress Zhu, as well as several princes and princesses, all turned to look at Jiang Xinyue, who had already stuffed half of the chicken drumstick into her mouth.
The difference between people is really huge.
Jiang Xinyue acted gracefully and looked elegant, but in fact she finished a chicken drumstick very quickly, then blushed and smiled sheepishly and said: "Sister Shufei doesn't pay attention to food and appetite, but I can't. I like it the most." It’s time to eat.”
On the side, she praised the host who prepared the banquet for how well she cooked the food. In the hearts of the people outside the palace, everyone who comes out of the palace, whether the emperor or the concubine, is the master. Some people responded to her: "Concubine Shu is very good, Jane." The empress is also very good, it’s a blessing to be able to eat it, and the empress Zhen is a lucky one.”
Empress Shu and Empress Zhen are very close and distant.
Everyone at the table also agreed. Jiang Xinyue didn't take it seriously. If she was not favored today, she would be greeted with teasing and ridicule.
Emperor Xuanwu looked at her fondly: "Don't praise her. She is not worthy of praise. Who will you talk to when you are destitute in a short while?"
"Your Majesty~"
Jiang Xinyue took another big mouthful of rice with a coquettish expression. She was dissatisfied that the emperor was teasing her in public, and her angrily expression was just like that of an innocent child.
"Look, it's incredible."
At the table of courtiers, the Minister of Honglu Temple poured a glass of wine for Jiang Shaoqing, and looked at the emperor's table: "Zhen Zhaoyi has been in the palace for more than half a year. She has been making rapid progress from being a talented person to a talented person, and her promotion speed is as fast as the sky. Brother Jiang will be very successful in the future. Don’t forget us old friends!”
All the officials from Honglu Temple raised their glasses and their attitude was much more attentive than before.
Jiang Shaoqing shook his head modestly: "Don't dare, don't dare, it's all adults who promote junior officials, and they are what they are today. My colleagues and I will make progress together... make progress together."
At the end of the day, all the processes of spring plowing have been completed. Jiang Xinyue sighed that it was not summer plowing, otherwise those of them who had never experienced such physical hardship would probably faint from heat stroke.
When I returned to the palace, there were not as many people on the street as when I left the palace. After all, each family had their own things to do, and it was impossible to just watch the excitement for a day.
"Auntie...Auntie, look, my father is there! Right in front of eldest sister's carriage."
Aunt Ruan wore a curtain hat on her head and was helped forward by Jiang Junze and Jiang Xinyan. The people around her were not too crowded. Seeing that the group of people were well-dressed, they made way for them.
Jiang Xinyue opened the window with a clear conscience, and immediately saw Aunt Ruan's beautiful face that would make men dream of her when they saw her.
She finally understood that the original body's top-notch beauty was indeed 80% like the original body's biological mother. It must have been that the cheap father was attracted by this appearance, so he ignored the opinions of others and asked Ruyang Marquis to reward him with a lowly dancer. Be his concubine.
You must know that the Great Yan Dynasty had a clear hierarchy. Officials were officials, and people were people. Common people were divided into untouchables and good people. The dancer in the Hou Mansion was an untouchable.
Although it is now very common for singers and dancers to be concubines, more than ten years ago, it was very derogatory and even looked down upon by literati.
Jiang Xinyue had to sigh once again for her father's far-sightedness and far-sightedness.
Only when she met Aunt Ruan did she realize that her face was 90% like her biological mother's and only 10% like her cheap father's.
"Sister Yue..."
With tears in her eyes, Aunt Ruan waved to her, and Jiang Xinyue responded enthusiastically, with a smile on her face. She used her state to tell Aunt Ruan that there was no need to worry about her, as she was living a great life in the palace.
Empress Zhu and Emperor Xuanwu rode in a dragon chariot carried by sixteen people. The open-air dragon chariot only had bead curtains hanging down to facilitate the people to admire the emperor's dragon face.
"Are they Zhen Zhaoyi's younger siblings?"
Because the dragon chariot was very high and her sight was not blocked, Queen Zhu turned around and saw Jiang Xinyue who was sticking her head out of the carriage behind her.
Looking at the three conspicuous mother and son in the crowd, she pointed out to the emperor: "Jiang Shaoqing's children all have good looks."
Emperor Xuanwu glanced over there, knowing clearly the queen's plan, and felt a little bored for no reason: "Just now Zhen Zhaoyi saved you."
Empress Zhu was choked by him and was heartbroken for a moment: "Your Majesty has a lot of misunderstandings about me. I don't mean anything else, I just sighed."
The emperor nodded coldly, seemingly accepting her explanation. As for whether she really had no other meaning, only she knew.
No matter how good-looking Zhen Zhaoyi's sister is, he won't have any other thoughts. He always treats Zhen Zhaoyi with some affection and doesn't want to see her sad.
Since ancient times, sisters have been fighting each other. Which one can end well?
Putting himself in his shoes, if he were Zhen Zhaoyi, he would not want his sister to compete with him for the same husband.
After entering the palace gate, the majestic vermilion door blocked any inquiring eyes. Jiang Xinyue stepped out of the carriage with the support of Shuang Sheng.
Emperor Xuanwu held Concubine Shu in his arms and said to Jiang Xinyue: "Zhen Zhaoyi will go back to the palace to rest first. I will come to accompany you later."
It means that the lights will be held in Hexi Palace tonight.
Jiang Xinyue obediently bowed down: "Yes, I, my concubine, will retire."
Empress Zhu looked at the backs of the emperor and Concubine Shu, with a hint of displeasure in her dark eyes. She flicked her sleeves, sat on the chariot, and turned back to Yikun Palace.
While Jiang Xinyue was taking a bath, she analyzed the current forces in the harem and could probably be divided into four factions.
One group is the concubines De and Liang, including Empress Zhu, the other is Jin Zhaoyi, Zhang Wanyi and others, including Concubine Li, the other is the Empress Dowager's concubines and concubines, and finally there is a group like Jiang Xinyue, who on the surface is a group of its own. Loose concubines who were attached to their high-ranking masters, but actually worked independently, taking the capture of the emperor as their own duty, and did not belong to any faction.
The emperor seemed to be the only one who favored Concubine Li, but in fact, he really cared about Concubine Shu. He could only say that he was new to Jiang Xinyue and liked her a little, and perhaps he was suspected of using her as a shield for Concubine Shu.
Concubine Shu's behavior at the dinner table today might have been intentional, to make her look embarrassed.
Although Concubine Shu showed kindness to her before, the hearts of the harem were unpredictable. One moment they were sisters, and the next moment they might be facing each other with swords.
And there is an ambitious Queen Mother behind Concubine Shu, who must use the greatest malice to speculate on Concubine Shu's behavior.
"The Emperor has arrived——"
"I send my regards to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor. Long live the Emperor."
Jiang Xinyue was dressed in a white flag suit embroidered with embossed patterns, with her hair disheveled, and she stood tall and said witty words.
Emperor Xuanwu helped her up and said, "I live long and live forever. Isn't it true that I can't grow old with my beloved concubine?"
Jiang Xinyue raised her head from his arms. Originally, her height only reached Emperor Xuanwu's chest. In half a year, she had grown to his chin. This gave the emperor a sense of accomplishment as he had cultivated a concubine for himself.
"This is my concubine's sincerity. Your Majesty, don't make fun of me."
