In March, the vegetation is abundant.

I heard that Changyun monopolized all the silk brocades in Beijing, and the embroidery girls rushed to work in the dark, and they still didn't have time to supply the eight satins she needed.

I heard that Concubine Mao and Ji nobles have the support of concubines, and they are unscrupulous in the palace, and they have successively pulled down Concubine Shufei Li Zhaoyi and others, and even the status of Mrs. Yu is in jeopardy.

I also heard that the courtiers headed by the eldest prince's grandson secretly formed a faction, and there must be an excerpt every day to mention the harem, so it was almost clear that Concubine Jing's bloodline was not correct, and he was in the morning.

The news came from Shangjing one after another, and it made people's scalps tingle when they heard it, even if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I could also think of Changyun's current life;

This is really stepping on the tip of the knife, leaving no way out for yourself.............

"Your father's people and horses left in Yuguan are now just used by Lan Gong, and at the current time, it is imperative for her to take advantage of the situation to provoke civil strife" Fu Ji said the truth, but it made me look like a fool, only after he mentioned it, I could think of it from one to two, instead of just caring about feeling sorry for Changyun.

"Even if Gongsun Jiaao is tolerant of Chehou again and again, I am afraid that I can't help but hurt his roots" Fu Ji raised his hand and handed me a piece of steamed cake, turned his face and coughed lightly before adding: "But then again, if it weren't for the secret support of the Hou Mansion, they were afraid that they would cut your sister with a thousand knives, and they wouldn't be able to relieve their hatred." ”

I took the pastry, but I was not in the mood to eat it, and sighed again and again: "So this is the difficulty, if Chang Yun loses his backer, relying on Gongsun Jiaao's favor alone, I am afraid that the end will not even be as good as Concubine Cheng............."

"Then it depends on how deep his feelings for your sister are" Fu Ji is in Qiu You, and he is not the Ninety-Five Emperor of the year, and he naturally sees things more and more clearly, just from the perspective of an outsider, he said: "But for now, at least there are a lot." ”

"Yes, what you said is right" I subconsciously wanted to sigh, but I stopped it in the next second.

Shizuka said that once a woman begins to sigh, it means that her heart has begun to age, and future generations will grow old quickly, and wrinkles will begin to crawl on her face little by little, just like her unlucky mother, she didn't dare to squeak when she saw that the head of the family was going to give her to the official as a concubine, so she only knew how to cry, and the bitterness of crying was deep and extremely lacking in beauty, no wonder her father forgot all about it.

People still have to smile more and relax their hearts, so as not to be crushed by the cruel reality.

Even if Fu Ji said it clearly, it was still useless.

Staying away from Shangjing is equivalent to staying away from the center of power, and even if you come up with 10,000 ways to solve it, you still can't reach it.

Fu Ji looked at it, and saw that I was obviously not happy, and decided to say less about going to Beijing in the future;

The province annoyed her.

Although it feels good to see her turn around and ask herself, that look of caution and dodging at the same time.

In fact, what about the Lu family, what about Lu Changyun, he didn't care at all.

He just left all his selfishness to his immortals.

With such meticulous care and such an unreserved smile, it seems that the unbearable pain at night can be forgotten.

I was immersed in my own world, I was stunned for a while, and when I came back to my senses, I found that Fu Ji had been looking at me, and the concern in his eyes warmed people's hearts, so he beat his spirits and took a piece of pastry and handed it to his mouth: "Come, Ah Ji will eat it too." ”

"Immortal" Fu Ji smiled bitterly: "You know that I don't like sweets." ”

But having said that, he still came over very obediently, took a bite of my hand, as if there was nothing, and bit my fingertips, and said, "It's a little tired." ”

After spending the afternoon, I had finished a plate of steamed cakes and a new pot of tea, half of my stomach was full, and the other half was pure tea.

Fu Ji accompanied me outside to talk all morning, only to say that he was a little tired, to go to rest for a while, I complained about how he had become more and more sleepy recently, but still pushed him from the outside into the inner room, in addition to his coat and brocade boots, and covered the quilt, before tiptoeing out slowly.

A few steps after I came out, Po scurried up behind me like a ghost, looking like he had just returned from fetching water.

She is not only a portrait, but even her voice is very similar to a ghost, she used to be a loud talker, but now she hides in the corner of the kitchen and courtyard alone at every turn, and her mouth is also grunting, making people think that she is not only fetching water all day long, but also casting spells and chanting spells, a bit of the tone of the folk dancing gods.

I can't say it, I didn't hate it when I first came, but now the more I look at it, the more I hate it, but Fu Ji has a good temper, and only said that she should come to serve less, and he didn't drive people down the mountain.

When I'm free, I'll quarrel with her again and try to get her out in one go.

I don't want to see her at all.

Looking at the figure of the woman Shi Shiran leaving, holding her head high, she seemed to be reminding herself all the time that she and Fu Ji were a match made in heaven.

Po lowered his head and poured the water from the bucket into the vat.

Her hands trembled.

No one ever told her, and she didn't ask anyone for advice.

So that's what jealousy tastes like................

It is like a poisonous snake, gnawing at its limbs and senses all the time.

Obviously, the first time Fu Gongzi fainted because of pain, it was when she boiled medicine and poured it on him, and when he was alone, it was also her gags who said those jokes that were not funny at all, just to make him happy and make his back look less lonely and lonely.

But, she's really sad now.

I don't even want to say anything when I'm so sad.

All that remains is the strong desire, the desire to disappear in an instant, which grows like a prairie fire.

If it's a little bit closer, I'm afraid my reason will be burned out.

Po looked at the slightly fluctuating water, reflecting a expressionless face, only a dark little face.

What to do

Even she couldn't tell which one was herself.

So don't provoke women, and don't underestimate women.

Their feelings are warm and sincere, but the fire of jealousy is also surging.

Once it erupts, the consequences are unimaginable.

But no matter how much jealousy is suppressed, and then a few warmth are enjoyed, people always have to welcome the arrival of the next day in various attitudes.

Seeing the sun rise and the weather getting better and better, my heart began to come alive.

I heard Li Guard's saying that the post house at the foot of the mountain has been open for many years, and the scale has not changed, and the dishes have not changed, but the business is good.

The shopkeeper inside can be described as a real person who does not show his face, looks stumbling but has a good business, knows how to starve marketing, the dishes of the post house are delicious, the noodle soup is also delicious, when it comes to the market, the business travel gradually increases, whether you have eaten or not, all praise the good skills of the chefs there.

I have been here for so many days, and I have not tasted it, I have to say that it is a pity.

Every time I have any regrets, I can't help but pull out Deng Fuzi in my heart and whip it.

He was in a hurry to catch up with my ass at that time, and he refused to open a good private room for me to rest, and after sending me safely to Qiu You, he didn't even have a good word, a sentence of "the eldest lady is self-cherished", and rode back to Beijing to find Changyun.

Changyun, the second young lady, listened to whatever she said, and came to me...........

Maybe my eldest lady picked it up on the side of the road.

Fu Ji said that Qiu You is good, that is good.

In the same way, the places he likes are naturally what I like.

The folk here are very simple, but there is no shortage of gossip.

Now the most interesting thing for the people is the matter of going to Beijing.

Concubine Jing is amazing, batch after batch of newcomers who are forced to die, even the Wan family has to rely on her to snort to live.

However, this situation is still uncertain, God knows if the eldest prince has the ability, and whether the emperor will find a new love again.

The storytellers in the teahouse lack virtue in their mouths, and they don't dare to name names, so they take the people in the book and put them directly up, there is a way that God has opened a door for you, and he must close all the windows for you, and the concubine is dominant, but she is not in good health, sometimes she will faint when she stands up, so that the people around her are anxious.

It is said that there are not 10,000 famous doctors who enter the palace, but the end is the same miserable, after all, the emperor has spoken, and the cure is good for a lifetime, and the glory is inexhaustible, and if the cure is not good, it is very simple, it is a death.

Now there is only one person who has escaped, listening to the grapevine, saying that the doctor's surname is Deng, a single name is hidden, and he is named in the Tai Hospital just by relying on a good medicine, and the other masters and mothers do not serve, only serve the decoction in the Zhaosheng Palace.

As for the rest of the 'famous doctors', almost all of them have reached the end of their lives, as long as the concubine shouts that they are uncomfortable, they will fall to the ground in the next second, and they don't have to pick and choose.

The storyteller's eyebrows fluttered, and finally swallowed his saliva, and commented on it - "Since ancient times, it can be seen that the people who are domineering have evil diseases and cannot be cured, it is true that good and evil are rewarded, and the wicked have their own harvest!"

In fact, there are many versions, but it is inconvenient to repeat them one by one, when Lu Changyun is idle in the palace, she will invite Ji nobles to chat and relieve her boredom, and listen to her talk about how she arranges herself outside.

She wasn't really angry at all, she was just curious.

Xiang Taozi, oh no, people are also nobles now, although Gongsun Jiaao is just looking at Lu Changyun's face for her, but she can still distinguish between good and bad, although she is a little favored, but compared to the main owner, she is still worthless, at most, when it is inconvenient for the concubine, she is just a dispensable substitute.

If she dressed up and moved a little closer to Lu Changyun, it would be more like a substitute.

It's just that she's already got what she wants, so there's nothing to complain about.

Since Concubine Shu and Li Zhaoyi were removed one after another, the factions in this palace can no longer be distinguished, and there used to be Jin Guifei intervening sideways, but now, it is just Mrs. Yu and Concubine Jing facing each other to see who can knock each other down first.

If it was Lu Changyun in the past, the odds were really not big.

But if it's her now, then I can't say.