The maid held the scriptures and left. Zhao Ting'er ate a few pieces of pastry and stretched her wrists a few times before continuing to copy the "Female Commandments" unhurriedly. After copying, she would naturally present it to the Crown Princess for review.
After all, although Li Yan, Liangdi, has a higher status than Chengwei, she does not have the right to punish her directly. We are all concubines, so the big thing is that when they meet, they have to bow their heads and call her sister.
Although the prince dotes on Liangdi, the rules of the East Palace are never allowed to be exceeded. No one in the palace can humiliate the concubines wantonly except the empress and the crown prince.
As for matters outside the palace and in the court, Prime Minister Li has finally retired. Although Prime Minister Hu is still there, it is still different after all. Moreover, although her family background is not as prominent as that of Li Yan, her grandfather is also a dignified official in the border areas. Not everyone can handle it easily.
Without such a family background, how could she dare to have any ideas? Although her family could no longer help her much, they would never hold her back.
Of course, the most important point is that Li Yan and Li Liangdi are just a strong-willed character on the outside. She looks arrogant but is actually more naive. She has a simple and transparent mind. Even if she offends her, she will not have any dirty tricks.
A gentleman can deceive others, and a good man can deceive them into good deeds.
The only concern is actually one thing. What kind of person the prince is, it is impossible not to guess her thoughts. Her thousands of methods are useless in front of the prince.
Will the prince be angry because she bullied Liangdi and go out to support Liangdi regardless of his identity?
Normally it wouldn't happen. She grew up in the back house and saw a lot of intrigues between women. However, her grandfather, father, and several uncles were all indifferent to this, as long as it didn't make it too ugly.
As soon as Zhao Ting'er's pen tip slipped, an ugly ink mark appeared on the paper. She moved the yellow jade horse paperweight away with her delicate hands, slowly rolled the paper into a ball and squeezed it hard, and all the uneasiness went away.
There is an ancient saying in a book: If a man's husband is alive and dead, he will be cooked in five pots. If God does not favor him in this life, he will be born as a woman. He will not be able to escape his fame and great achievements, and he will be nothing more than grass and grass in his lifetime.
If you want to leave your name in the family tree, if you want to keep your surname in the history of Qing Dynasty, you can only serve the emperor in the palace. If you can be lucky enough to be a noble concubine, even an imperial concubine, or even a queen, then your life will be truly worth it. You will be able to outdo thousands of people in this world. Wan's son.
Throwing the paper ball aside in his hand, he bent over the desk again and started copying. The road had to be walked step by step, but it was no big deal to be ambitious. The men in the countryside still wanted to be the emperor. She had already entered the palace. She wanted to be the queen. What's wrong?
In this long history, it is not uncommon for empresses to die or even to be deposed and established. Anyone who dares to speak out will definitely have no chance. She feels that if she dares to fight, she will be better than many women in this palace.
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"She is interested. I will show it to His Highness later. You can go down first."
"This slave will thank the Crown Princess on behalf of Chengwei. I will retire."
Chang Luohua casually opened the scriptures and looked at the beautiful fonts with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. This palace is more fun. Chen Yunqing keeps to herself, Wang Rui is like a wood sculpture, and the rest are too low.
There was only one Li Yan, who was as high-spirited as a little hen all day long, but in fact she couldn't peck people at all and couldn't seize the opportunity she was given. It happened that she was still away when her father was sick.
What a rare opportunity, but in the end, he was afraid that he couldn't stop it, so he took the initiative to invite her back. It was really useless. If the daughter he gave birth to was so stupid in the future, he would be angry to death.
Now, finally, someone with a lot of ambition has arrived. I thought that my position as the Crown Princess was so uncoveted.
Ever since she made the marriage contract with His Highness the Crown Prince, she had been preparing for everything after entering the East Palace under the guidance of her mother, but she really didn't expect that everything would go so smoothly.
It went so well that not only did she have her eldest son and her second son, she had even experienced the days of being a queen in advance in the past few months. The eunuchs and maids everywhere obeyed her, and all the concubines flattered her. Every one of them flatters his wife...
This life is so boring!
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Hu Weiyong led the officials from various ministries inside to visit His Royal Highness, and then followed the rules and simply reported what he was going to do in the past few days, and then exited.
As soon as he went out, he saw the Crown Princess. He quickly bowed his head and saluted and said in unison: "I will pay my respects to the Crown Princess."
Chang Luohua bowed slightly and returned the salute: "His Royal Highness has been unwell recently, and the government affairs in the DPRK may trouble all the ministers."
After saying a few words politely, he ordered people to send them out of the palace. When he stepped into the bedroom, he saw his husband leaning on the pillow and reading the memorial. He stepped forward to take it and said angrily: "The imperial doctor just said that I should not be too busy lately. Why have I never seen the officials want to read the memorial again?"
Zhu Biao was not angry and just smiled and said: "Okay, okay, just don't look at it."
Chang Luohua put the opened memorial in order, lowered his head and inadvertently saw his father's name, accompanied by several unfriendly words.
After putting the memorial aside, she turned around and sat on the couch, only to find that her husband was unconsciously twirling his fingers and looking around, looking like he was doing nothing. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
"I seem to have never seen you like this before."
Zhu Biao also came to his senses, shook his head and said with a smile: "It's so relaxing all of a sudden. I'm really not used to it."
In the past, Zhu Biao never had any free time. It was always one thing after another. If he didn't have anything to do, he would just flip through the memorials and walk around the Sixth Book of Zhongshu. It would be a lot of things.
Even when walking or lying down at night, I am thinking about how to best deal with this matter and whether the subsequent impact will disrupt certain arrangements.
Chang Luohua put the scripture aside, reached out and took her husband's hand and whispered softly: "It's time for me to take a rest, even if it's just for a few days. All the civil and military officials from the DPRK and China are here, and my father, emperor and mother are also returning." Nothing will happen on the way to Beijing."
The fingers intertwined and clasped together, and a warm feeling was generated between the palms of their hands. Zhu Fan's restless heart slowly calmed down. Naturally, the world would not be in chaos just because he could not manage politics in just a few days.
If this is the case, then wouldn't his hard work over the years become a joke? The arrangements here and there, let alone a few days, will not be significantly shaken in a few years as long as he does not die.
"It's up to you. The palace can rest in peace and cultivate itself these days. Oh, by the way, I still have to write a letter to my father, the emperor, and my mother."
"I'll just write it, my concubine."
"You have to write quickly and clearly."
At this time of his sleep, he had seen a few more people, and he had really forgotten his father, the emperor, and his mother. The pro-military governor's office in Beijing must have rushed his illness to the Holy Driver early in the morning.
When Lao Zhu saw it, he didn't know what was going to happen, but he abandoned the large team and hurried back on a fast horse. Zhu Biao really couldn't bear to have his father travel all night long with such a minor illness.
Chang Luohua obviously thought of this, and quickly stood up and ordered Liu Jin Yanmo who was standing by to wait on him. Without the delicate jade hands of his own prince, Zhu Biao fell into a state of doing nothing again.
I had been sleeping for more than three hours and couldn't fall asleep. I was about to take out the piece of katama to play with, but I found that there was not one piece on me. They had probably been put away somewhere else.
By chance, I saw a stack of crow-green paper where the Crown Princess was sitting just now. I took it over and saw that it was a scripture. The handwriting was beautiful and it was obviously copied by a woman, but it was very unfamiliar. Could it be copied by Wang Rui?
There are many believers in Buddhism in the palace. After all, there is nothing else to do. It is always good to have a sustenance for the soul. However, Wang Rui seems to be the only one in the east palace who believes deeply. Maybe Duan Qiangna will be added in the future. This is true. Coincidentally, both princesses from Dali and Korea believe in Buddhism.
"Who sent this scripture?"
Chang Luohua responded: "It was just sent by Zhao Chengwei, who has just entered the palace. I wanted to tell you when I came in, but I forgot."
Zhao Ting'er? It's a bit unexpected, but inexplicably not surprising. I heard this person's name many times in a row, and it's hard not to have an impression.
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