Chapter 7 Cultivating Virtue and Writing Companions
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Tonight, the autumn wind blows away the cool clouds, the night sky is as clear as a mirror, the palace lamps of the Yangde Palace are hanging high, and the bright moon is the building, which is a quiet scenery.
Zhao Yuan strode up the steps, and Liu Fuquan followed at a trot all the way behind.
A breeze blows on the face, with a faint scent of Suhe in the wind.
This aroma, Zhao Yuan did not forget. As soon as he looked up, he saw that next to the Vermilion Palace Pillar, Concubine Chen was already waiting there.
Tonight, she wore a translucent sand-green silver thread embroidered with a hundred butterflies and a spring pattern Wu yarn regular dress, lined with a reed-colored red rhizome brocade flower skirt, with a Guishun bun combed on her head, a pinch of green silk hanging on her sideburns, and a light yellow peony that was only half-opened was inserted obliquely behind her head.
Zhao Yuan saw that Concubine Chen was dressed so charmingly and movingly tonight, and he also knew her intentions. But there was still no expression on his face, he just stopped and stood there.
Concubine Chen first bowed her knees, and then greeted her with a smile on her face.
Her brocade shoes were adorned with a goldfinch with a slightly open mouth and a small whistle hidden in her mouth. With each step, the small whistle makes a sound as the air flows, like the chirping of birds in the branches.
Zhao Yuan and Liu Fu all heard this voice. This thing is indeed novel and interesting, and the corners of Zhao Yuan's mouth can't help but smile a little.
Liu Fuquan didn't understand the mystery, and was still looking around, his face full of doubts, as if he was thinking: "Where did the birds come from in this big black sky?" β
"Your Majesty, today is the Thousand Autumn Festival of the concubines, why didn't you come?" Coming to Zhao Yuan, Concubine Chen asked with a coquettish face.
Compared with the deliberate welcome of the queen and Concubine Min, Zhao Yuan still likes Concubine Chen's straightforwardness.
He smiled and lowered his eyelids, as if trying to find a reason, but finally told the truth: "I forgot." β
Concubine Chen listened to his words, but she was not annoyed, but the smile on her face was even stronger: "Then the emperor has to make up for the concubine once." β
Zhao Yuan nodded when he heard this, but his body didn't move.
A hint of loss flashed in the corner of Concubine Chen's eyes, but she quickly hid this emotion.
"Your Majesty, the autumn season should be warm. The concubine knew that you liked to eat fine noodles, so she made a bowl of venison minced magnolia dragon beard noodles, and you can taste it when you are tired of watching the excerpts at night. β
After Concubine Chen finished speaking, she ordered the palace maid to hand a brocade box to Liu Fuquan.
Seeing that Concubine Chen was so considerate and sensible, Zhao Yuan's heart couldn't help but soften. Still, he didn't speak.
Tonight, he really ...... Just want to be alone.
When Concubine Chen saw Zhao Yuan's attitude, she already knew in her heart that staying any longer would only annoy him. So he bowed deeply and then retired.
Listening to the sound behind him like the chirping of a yellow oriole drifting away, Zhao Yuan also raised his legs and walked into the Yangde Palace.
The wide rosewood book in the hall has been stacked with a foot high.
Zhao Yuan saw it and snorted lightly in his nose.
It's just that I haven't seen it for a day, and I have saved so much, and people in the world only say that they are blessed to be an emperor, but they don't know the hard work of being an emperor.
For 365 days, he dealt with state affairs day and day. You can't ask for leave, you can't be absent from work, and you can't pick and choose, but not everyone can stand the sweet and bitter taste in the meantime.
Liu Fuquan had ordered the little eunuch to turn up the palace lamps in the hall in advance, and asked the palace maid to light a refreshing incense to ward off evil spirits in the red copper incense burner with a golden unicorn pattern.
Seeing the emperor sitting in front of the bookcase, Liu Fuquan bent down and handed the imperial purple pen to him with both hands.
Zhao Yuan glanced at him, took the pen, and said with a playful smile on his face: "Everyone in the world is from a martial arts background and is illiterate. Now, I think it's just as they say they can't read! β
Liu Fuquan hurriedly responded: "The people who talk about the emperor's illiteracy are all children of some families, to put it bluntly, they are jealous of the emperor's martial arts. They can't lead troops to fight like you, so they can only chew these tongues behind their backs. β
Zhao Yuan knew in his heart that these children of the Zhuguo family had read poetry and books since they were young, and their own literature and ink were indeed illiterate to them.
Moreover, they are all hereditary nobles, and Zhao Yuan is dissatisfied with the background of the government soldiers and the self-made use of force to win the world, and it is common for him to say some slanderous words in secret.
But now that the war in Qi is decreasing, the country needs these scholars to contribute to the country, so Zhao Yuan chose many children of the family to enter the court as officials, and it is their talent in governing the country that he likes.
For some other subsections, Zhao Yuan turned a blind eye and didn't care.
Today's compromises, as usual, are mostly bad news rather than good news.
This is actually a new requirement for officials since Zhao Yuan ascended the throne. If you want to get promoted, you need to have less empty words to sing the praises of merit and virtue, and if you see such excerpts several times in a row, the official who wrote the excerpt will be demoted directly.
The ministers were puzzled and asked the reason, and Zhao Yuan said: "The court's Yulu is for the officials, since you are singing and dancing there and peaceful, what else do you want to do, why do you need to give you Yulu?" β
In this way, the DPRK and China are full of diligence. Most of the officials are aware of the people's situation and truthfully report the situation in various places. Zhao Yuan watched these twists and turns every day, and he could know that the world was far from being as peaceful as he imagined.
"The insect plague in Taiyuan County has been more than two months since midsummer, but it has not been expanded. In many places, the autumn grain harvest has been exhausted, and the victims who have lost their income have begun to flee in all directions. Ask the imperial court to allocate another silver ...... for disaster relief."
Seeing such an excerpt, Zhao Yuan frowned, and he raised his pen and said, "Yes, you can apply to the household department for silver taels as appropriate." β
"In addition, the Taishou of Shangdang County, Hanzhong County and Yunzhong County near Taiyuan County allocated 100,000 stone of grain from the local grain depot to Taiyuan County, half of which was distributed to appease the people, and the other half was reserved for winter reserves and grain planting in the spring of the following year."
The next excerpt to see - the drought in Nanyang County has worsened, and the plague epidemic in Julu County has asked the imperial court to allocate silver. The fishermen and traders along the coast of Tohae County were always harassed by the bandits of the sea, and they implored the imperial court to send troops to kill them......
After approving these excerpts, two hours have passed before I know it.
Zhao Yuan stood up and moved his stiff shoulders.
Liu Fuquan warmed the dragon beard noodles sent by Concubine Chen, served them on a tray, and held them in front of Zhao Yuan.
Zhao Yuan took a bite of the noodles and felt that the entrance was very smooth, and the venison was also very soft, so Concubine Chen must have stewed it for a long time.
While eating, Zhao Yuan felt a little apologetic in his heart for no reason.
The queen, Concubine Chen, and Concubine Min have all followed him for many years, and they have been by her side since she was a fourth-rank military attachΓ©. Over the years, although they have occasionally got along with each other, they have gotten along most of the time, which is really commendable.
It can be seen that they are all virtuous women who know the general situation and know the number of etiquette.
It's just that from the girl when she first entered the palace to the current imperial concubine, although Zhao Yuan took care of Youjia for them, he didn't really love them.
It's really unfair for women.
But what about himself?
Is it fair that the person he has loved all his life has never loved him?