As soon as Huaqin finished speaking indignantly, he saw Xiao Fuzi trotting in with a sand pot, and approached to call a thousand words, "The little master is angry, Sister Qin, don't be angry, there is the chief manager and the servant officer." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Su Wanqing listened to what they said, and basically understood the meaning. There will be minions who take advantage of her falling out of favor and slacking off, she has long expected it, "I'm not angry, let Rong Ning come in, I have something to explain." ”

Xiao Fuzi ran out and called Rong Ning, and after a while, both of them came in, and Rong Ning saluted and said, "Please command, little master." ”

Because of the loss of favor, Su Wanqing no longer dresses up, so she is plain-faced, she pulled the hair behind her back to her chest and rubbed it, and said in a deep voice, "You have all seen it, I am now a person who has lost my favor, don't narrate and delay your ascension for no reason." If any of the people below want to leave, they will reward me and send them back to the Internal Affairs Office, and they will not be in vain for the master and servant. ”

Rong Ning originally thought that the master should show his authority and establish rules, but Su Wanqing let them leave so kindly, he was a little stunned for a while, and asked stupidly, "What if there are not a few people left?" ”

"It's useless to keep half-hearted minions, but to add chaos to yourself. Go, it's time to send away. ”

Rong Ning and Yu Ying got the order, so they went down to make arrangements. In the end, only Xiaofuzi was left in the eunuchs, and only Chunlan and Xia He were left in the palace maids, and for a while, the Fuchen Palace was extremely desolate.

"I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your willingness to follow me. In the future, our masters and servants will advance and retreat together, and if there is a day when I am beautiful, it will naturally benefit you. ”

"Thank you, little master." The crowd responded in unison.

"Let's all go down! The little lord will naturally summon you if there is something. After seeing that several people had gone out, he closed the assorted partition door, and walked back and said, "Tonight, the slave will arrange for someone to deliver the letter." As for Kehou, when does the little lord plan to meet? Ming'er will be fifteen. ”

Su Wanqing thought for a long time, and said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15 is too attention-grabbing. Wait, it feels like it's not the right time. ”

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a good day to spend a good moon, because the palace has just held the emperor's longevity banquet not long ago, and no big banquet will be held on this day. Concubine Xian issued a decree on behalf of the emperor, allowing high-grade concubines to summon relatives to accompany them into the palace, while those with low grades gathered together in the pavilion of the imperial garden, and everyone wanted to have a lively time.

After the emperor spoke on the day, he went to Shoukang Palace to give the queen mother a gift, because the words were not speculative, and he didn't even use lunch together, so he returned to the Qianqing Palace early.

The emperor sat on his shoulder, one hand on his forehead, and the other hand on the handle of the dragon's head. Li Ronggui peeked twice, the eyebrows were tight, eighty percent was to summon which lady to worry about tonight, who called the middle palace without canonization! Just thinking like this, he suddenly heard the emperor ask in a low voice, "Is there any movement in the harem?" ”

He actually knew that the emperor was asking about the Fuchen Palace, but he couldn't open it, so he deliberately expanded it to the entire harem. In fact, he heard the news of Jia Fangyi's dismissal of the palace last night, but because the emperor didn't ask, he didn't dare to report it rashly.

"Back to the emperor, yesterday Jia Fangyi dismissed a few palace people, as for the reason, the slave heard that it seemed that the suspect was noisy."

The Emperor let out an "um" and stopped talking. Li Ronggui stole and said, "Jia Fangyi only left two girls and a eunuch, which... I'm afraid that there is a poor waiting, or do you want to go to the Internal Affairs Office to pick a few and send them over? ”

"No, she's noisy, but it's good that I'm like this." The emperor was a little angry, raised his eyes and glanced at the far-reaching sky, the sky was cloudless in autumn, very vast, but his mood was not broadened, "Tell the respectful room, Xuanrong Concubine tonight." ”

After Yuan Xingying was favored, the Ministry of Internal Affairs drafted the word "Rong", and the emperor gave the will without comment. When the news of Concubine Rong's Mid-Autumn Festival night sleep reached Fuchen Palace, everyone was a little silent.

In the end, it was Yu Ying who broke the silence, "It's not a way for the little master to continue like this, it's better for the little master Ming'er to stew a cup of soup and send it to the Qianqing Palace." I heard that the emperor was very worried about the reduction of grain production in the Central Plains for the autumn harvest. ”

"No, no."

Yu Ying glanced at Rong Ning, and Rong Ning muttered, "This little master is too lacking in heart, when she fell out of favor, our little master ate and drank well and cared for her." Now, she has been favored for more than ten days, and she is not even willing to come to our Fuchen Hall to visit. ”

This matter is poking at Su Wanqing's heart, although she doesn't speak, she still has something to think about in her heart. Did she misread Yuan Xingying? She had no way of knowing, only that she might not be able to do this to people in the future.

"You all go down, I have something to say to the piano."

Yu Ying sighed secretly, this little master is good at everything, but he is unwilling to listen to persuasion. She had no choice but to retreat.

Su Wanqing put down the embroidery work in his hand, stood up and paced under the rhombus window to look, the breeze blew, the leaves of the locust tree rattled, and the dry and hard dust at the root of the tree was also blown up, but it didn't fly high and fell again.

"Painting the piano?"

"The slave is here."

"The emperor said before that people from Xuansu Mansion came to Beijing to visit, how is this happening, is there any new news?"

It was very difficult to paint the piano, "The slave and maid went to ask Manager Li in private, and Manager Li said that the emperor did not mention this matter later, and the master of ceremonies could not issue an order, so it was delayed." ”

Su Wanqing smiled mockingly, waved his hand tiredly, and asked instead, "What kind of mooncakes did the imperial dining room send?" ”

"It's... The people in the imperial dining room haven't come here yet..."Huaqin said a little weak-hearted, and peeked at her face again and again, and saw a trace of embarrassment on the face of the hibiscus jade, and then said, "Little master, don't worry, there are too many palace rooms to be sent today, and I don't know if it's delayed for a while." ”

Su Wanqing smiled bitterly in her heart, why deceive yourself like this, it turns out that falling out of favor is such a taste, but there are too many women in this palace who are not favored, how long will they live such a miserable life?

As dusk came, the shadows of the sun gradually moved to the western mountain, and the night soon fell silent. The Mid-Autumn Festival is the best time to admire the moon, but the night is gloomy after all, and the dense clouds cover the full moon, so that the whole earth is out of sight.

The Pixiu copper tripod furnace in the temple burned soothing incense, and the thin smoke shrouded the whole room, exuding a refreshing aroma. After the emperor bathed, he only wore a bright yellow embroidered dragon robe and leaned on the edge of the carved dragon couch to read the poetry book, and the neckline was loosely opened, revealing a wheat-colored strong upper body.

Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky. It was originally a wonderful scenery, but when he read "I don't hear each other at this time", he couldn't help but think of Su Wanqing again, and his original interest also wilted, so he threw down the poetry collection and let the eunuch put it on the sandalwood shelf.

Yuan Xingying walked in in a thin plain yarn, smiled and saluted a few steps away, and then walked over and sat on the edge of the couch, stretching out her hand to dress the emperor.

"Let's settle early!" After the emperor finished speaking, he lay down, and the apricot silk was wrapped in his eyes closed, and he ignored her.

She froze in place, she didn't expect the emperor to summon her but she was not lucky, she thought about it, gritted her teeth and persuaded, "Let's let the concubines wait for the emperor, why is the emperor so worried about Jia Fangyi's affairs!" ”