"My daughter can't wait until tomorrow."
"That won't break the rules of the palace."
"Liu An."
Liu An, who was standing on duty in front of the door, turned around with a grimace and said, "I will keep an eye on it myself."
Rules are constraints, but most of the time they are aimed at those below. It is not difficult for the superiors to get over them, not to mention it is just a matter of a few dishes. The people below just have to work harder and keep an eye on them. How can it be difficult for the nobles.
"Go ahead."
"promise."
Lan didn't try to persuade her any more. This was her biological daughter, but she was also the Crown Princess of the Ming Dynasty. She gave birth to two royal grandchildren. In the future, she would be the empress of the world and the future supporter of the Chang family and the Lan family.
Even her own mother didn't teach her as casually as she did when she was not out of the palace. She could only tell the maid waiting on the side: "Go and ask the chef to be more careful and wash the ingredients more times."
"Yes, ma'am."
Chang Luohua smiled and said: "What are you afraid of at home?"
"Just be careful and you won't make any big mistakes. These nannies can't just eat whatever comes from the house."
Several wet nurses responded and carried the emperor's grandson to the side room for breastfeeding. In fact, they would not eat food outside the palace without the princess's instructions. The so-called rules were aimed at them.
Seeing that her grandson was taken away, Lan ordered the rest of the people to go down, and waited until everyone was waiting outside the house before speaking: "I know that you have no doubt about your love for your highness, the young couple, but you should pay more attention. Today there is Zhao Chengwei and tomorrow Then there is Wang Chengwei and Zhang Chengwei."
Chang Luohua's eyes were bright and he said: "Li Yan has taught her a lesson. If I want to be favored by His Highness, I have to get over her first."
Lan Shi looked at her daughter in surprise and said, "That's why you insisted on returning to Ning to visit the bride when the newlyweds first entered the palace? Do you want Li Liangdi to be the villain?"
Lan frowned and thought for a moment and said: "Although I am outside the palace, I have heard that His Highness favors Li Liangdi. Although it is good to use her to suppress the concubines in the East Palace, you must remember that rewards and punishments are the power of you, the Crown Princess. "
Chang Luohua slightly pursed her red lips: "Who would not love Li Yan? Fortunately, her brain is not very easy to use, and her heart is pure and kind. She can do bad things even if she wants to."
Lan couldn't help but was speechless. When the men were conquering the world, she often interacted with Li Shanchang's wife. Of course, Li Yan had also met her. This child was indeed not as smart and capable as his father, but more like his mother.
"Then Zhao Chengwei belongs to the Pingzhang family in Huguang?"
Chang Luohua nodded: "Zhao Ting'er should be the second daughter of the third wife of the Zhao family. There are seven or eight legitimate daughters of the same age in the Zhao family. It is not easy to stand out among them."
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"Thank you sisters for coming to visit. My sister has really made a big mistake." Zhao Ting'er kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief, and the room full of Yingying Yanyan kept comforting her. Two people who were high-spirited were still talking about Li Yan dissatisfied. .
"There are really no tigers in the mountain. Liangdi has a higher status than me, but she is not still a concubine after all. Why would she be so casual and demeaning to me just because she entered the palace?"
"That's right, look at her airs. Sister Ting'er was punished by His Highness. Even if the transcripts are to be reviewed, they should be given to the Crown Princess. What does it have to do with her?"
After chattering for a while and agreeing to watch and help each other, they dispersed. Zhao Ting'er showed reluctance to leave each other when they arrived at the door. When everyone had gone away, she turned around, threw away the handkerchief in her hand and said: "Get pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and click a few more A candle."
"Chengwei, His Highness didn't give you a deadline. Copying at night hurts your eyes, so why not copy tomorrow?"
"His Royal Highness supervises the affairs of the country and takes care of everything every day. If one day later, His Highness's impression of me will be reduced by one point, then what I did today will become a joke."
Zhao Ting'er thought about the smiles on the lips of those sisters just now. It seemed that I had violated a taboo, but His Highness actually remembered me as a person. This is more important than anything else.
And you are following the rules but you don't know that a new person is about to enter the palace. How will His Highness remember you then? How will you die in this palace without favor and a son and a half?
Soon the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were ready, and a copy of "Female Commandments" written by Ban Zhao of the Eastern Han Dynasty was also put aside. This was a private teaching book that Ban Zhao used to teach the daughters of the Ban family. Unexpectedly, it was copied by aristocratic families in the capital at that time. , soon became popular all over the world and has been passed down to this day.
Its content consists of seven chapters of Humbleness, Couples, Respect and Prudence, Women's Behavior, Concentration, Qu Cong and Uncles and Sisters, about 2,000 words. It is about 20,000 words if read ten times. This is not easy.
Of course, easy does not mean punishment. Zhao Ting'er held the pen in ink with one hand, and held the cuff with the other hand. Her white and slender wrist seemed to be shining with light.
The delicate and soft hairpin flowers in regular script fall on the rice paper, like a flower-arranging dancer, holding a hibiscus in her head; like a beautiful woman on the stage, the fairy makes her shadow; like the red lotus reflecting the water, and the green clouds controlling the floating clouds.
The so-called hairpin small regular script is named because the characters are shaped like the carvings on the hairpins used to tie women's hair. The name was also first derived from the small regular script calligraphy written by Mrs. Wei, the teacher who inspired calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi. It has always been deeply loved by talented ladies of all ages.
King Kaiping returned to Beijing to take charge, and the status of the Crown Princess became more and more stable, so she could only flatter her. The Li family was a little lonely, but Mr. Li's disciples and former officials were all over the court, and Li Liangdi was favored by His Highness, so he could not offend her. Wang Liangdi was born in a royal family, but her father and brother died early. Without the favor of His Highness, it is not worth mentioning, but she is pregnant with the emperor's heir, so she cannot move lightly.
As for the rest, it is not worth worrying about. Although Yunjin Nuanyu and others have the affection to serve the prince in the past, they are too low-born and have no family support to achieve success. Even if they have children, they are just by their side.
Zhao Ting'er was very high-spirited. She didn't have the destiny of being a mother to the world, so she had to be one person below ten thousand people. No matter how important her position in the East Palace was, she would definitely be the imperial concubine in the future.
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Liu Jin brought a new cup of tea and advised: "Sir, it's late at night, let's review the rest tomorrow."
Zhu Biao put down his pen and rubbed his wrist and said: "Is it possible that there will be no new memorial tomorrow? Either I am tired today or even more tired tomorrow. How can I have any leisure time in this palace?"
"My hard work makes me feel sad to see you."
Zhu Biao smiled and ordered: "Put the lamp closer. Wang Qian's writing is so sloppy that I can hardly recognize the characters."
The imperial court did not have specific regulations on the style of calligraphy used for official memorials. Some officials who were particular about it would use block letters, but most officials were accustomed to using running script, which means "walking". Therefore, it is not as sloppy as cursive script, nor is it as regular script as regular script. So decent.
Zhu Biao leaned over slightly to recognize the text. After reading the memorial for a long time, the familiar words became extremely unfamiliar. The more he read, the less he recognized them. This was interesting.
"Next time Master Song comes to visit, remember to remind me that the students of the Imperial College should practice Taige style more. It will be better to use this in official documents and memorials in the future."
"This slave has taken note of it."
Taige style refers to the common font used in examination rooms due to the imperial examination system. It has appeared as early as the Song Dynasty. It is a square, smooth, black and even-sized official calligraphy style. It is disliked by the scholarly literary circle, who think that the calligraphy is They are not one body, they are earth dragon puppets, which are meaningless.
His own calligraphy level is also good, but he is a pragmatist. As the calligraphy style of the imperial court is accessible to the world, it is understandable to emphasize commonality and norms. He uses the opportunity to criticize the lack of individuality of the pavilion style and peddle the ugliness of today's people. Weird calligraphy styles are the ones that should be beaten.
"King Chu will be back soon."
"If you go back to me, His Royal Highness the King of Chu should arrive in Beijing tomorrow."
"What did you bring back?"
His Royal Highness the King of Chu was sent to Shandong to provide disaster relief. The aristocratic family and business houses sent many heavy gifts, but the King of Chu did not take any of them. The carriage back from this trip was still four taels, but there were two more women. According to the secret report, it should be His Royal Highness the King of Chu pities his loss, so..."
Zhu Biao chuckled and said: "There was a big disaster in Laizhou and Jinan. The number of people who lost their relatives must be hundreds of thousands. Why did they bring back two women? They are obviously just because they look good."
But this is nothing, not to mention two or three, even ten times more. Those who have nothing to eat and no clothes to cover their bodies during the disaster will be regarded by the prince as smoke billowing from their ancestral graves.
Moreover, as the eldest brother, he really doesn't have time to care about his younger brother's affairs in the house. As long as he doesn't rob the daughter of a common man, and doesn't make it like the second brother, who is almost losing his life.
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