Chapter Seventy-Three: Mid-Autumn Festival (in Kawen, I want to pretend to be dead)

"If Brother Zhuang has nothing to do later, I wonder if I can go to the house to disturb me? My beloved wife cares about Yan'er, and repeatedly asks me to go and have a look. ”

If it was really just to see Xie Yan, Mrs. Xie herself would be much more convenient than Xie Ge.

Father Zhuang hurriedly said: "Nothing to do, Brother Xie is here, and the cold house is shining." Brother Xie, please first. ”

The two got into the sedan chair before and after.

When he arrived at the dealer's house, Zhuang's father first sent someone to inform Mrs. Zhuang, led Xie Cong to the study, closed the door and said, "Brother Xie, please sit down." ”

Xie Cong waved his hand: "Brother Zhuang doesn't have to be so polite. You and I are in-laws, and if you see too much, you will be separated. Jinsheng's hand came suddenly, making you and me the deputy examiners, but because of the concubine? ”

Last time, Qin Yushi's incident caused Long Yan to be furious, and several people in the palace invariably stopped the news, lest they commit crimes against the wind and fall into the reputation of "watching the harem". Naturally, this information cannot be compared with the past. What is the situation in the harem now, they are blinded.

Father Zhuang shook his head, "I'm afraid not." According to the emperor's temperament, the harem and the front court will not be confused. I'm afraid it's still to contain which one. ”

"The generals have nothing to do with us, and there are only a few elders in the Wenchen who can use us......" Xie Ge Lao twisted his beard and fell into deep thought.

"The Sacred Heart is unfathomable." Father Zhuang sighed with his hands behind his back.

The one on the throne is only afraid that his temperament is stronger than that of the first emperor.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and both of them were startled.

"Dad, it's me." A rising male voice came, but it was Zhuang Jin.

Father Zhuang eased his expression and said in a raised voice, "Come in." ”

Zhuang Jin pushed open the door and walked in, and then closed it again.

He wore a cerulean straight jacket, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and his temperament followed this uninhibitedness.

"Father, father-in-law." He gave Xie Cong a bow and put on a humble attitude as a son-in-law.

Xie Cong bowed his head, "The virtuous son-in-law doesn't need to be polite. ”

"What's the matter with you?" Father Zhuang glanced at him, this bastard boy didn't have such respect for himself as a father. Look at this attitude towards the father-in-law. Hum.

Zhuang Jin ignored his father's cautious eyes, "Lunch has already been ordered, and my mother told me to ask, is my father-in-law the first to see Yan'er or ......?" ”

When it came to his beloved daughter, Xie Cong couldn't sit still, and said in a loud voice: "See Yan'er first, see Yan'er first." ”

This appearance made Zhuang's father suspect that he really came to the banker's house just to see his daughter......

Xie Yan's fetus has been in the past three months, and there are no traces of loose clothes in the autumn.

She has always been elegant, her face is upright, but she can't hide the softness between her eyebrows, thinking that she is taken care of by that kid very well, so she will have this tenderness like water.

Xie Cong touched his daughter's head lovingly, "How is it, is there any discomfort in your body?" ”

She shook her head, took Xie Cong's arm and said affectionately, "Daddy must taste my stewed soup today." I learned it from my mother. She smiled and glanced at Zhuang Mudao.

On weekdays, if your fingers don't touch the spring water, you will actually think of learning to stew soup.

Xie Cong glanced at Zhuang Jin and snorted for no reason.

After finishing the meal, Xie Cong sat down slightly and got up to say goodbye.

Xie Yan sent it all the way to the second gate and reluctantly said goodbye to him.

Seeing that his wife was depressed, Zhuang Jin coaxed her: "After giving birth, I'll go back and live with you for a while, okay?" ”

Xie Yan leaned on his shoulder and nodded.

After Zhuang Jin sent her back to the room, he went to the main courtyard.

"Dad, my father-in-law is here today, but what's the tricky matter?"

Father Zhuang said: "This morning dynasty." The Holy Lord appointed me and your father-in-law to be the deputy examiners of this imperial examination. ”

"That's a good thing, isn't Ru Hui going to participate in the imperial examination this year?" Liang Yu, the words are obscure. He is the grandson of the Marquis of Dingyuan, and studied under Zhuang's father.

The title of the Marquis of Dingyuan is not hereditary, so Liang Yu planned to take the road of the imperial examination.

Father Zhuang looked at his son's leisurely appearance, blew his beard and glared, "Do you think this errand is so easy to do?" If you don't get it right, it's a stigma of forming a party! ”

"Dad, you're too forward-looking." Zhuang Jin crossed his legs and said leisurely, "Since the emperor has made an order, you can do it with your heart." Horizontal and vertical can make people praise a sentence of conscientiousness. If the emperor really wants you to bear the reputation of forming a party, is it possible that you can still hide? ”

The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die, Gai Mo is like this.

Father Zhuang's heart moved, and his face was still impatient with him, "Roll out." Less of an eyesore in front of me. ”

Zhuang's mother glanced at him and helped her son out of her voice, "You can't talk about anything well, and tell your son to get out." I think Bo Yin is right. By the way, Ru Hui, this kid, you have to help a little more. ”

failed to help Zhuang Zhao and Liang Yu settle a relationship, and Zhuang's mother regretted it 10,000.

originally thought that the first emperor would definitely not choose a family for his grandson, but who knew that he would choose it.

It's really a trick.

Although he can't be his son-in-law, he grew up watching him grow up by himself, and he is a little closer to him in his heart.

Zhuang's father is very confident in this student, "With Ruxuan's qualifications, the top three should be no problem." I don't need my help at all. ”

In the majestic palace city, the news of the emperor's favor of Zhou Ronghua spread far and wide.

For a while, everyone in the palace talked about it, and there were many people coming and going in Yunxiu Palace.

In contrast, Yikun Palace is simply relict and independent.

Although White Tea has repeatedly ordered that no one under him be allowed to talk about this, there are always exceptions.

"I heard that the emperor is kind to Zhou Ronghua, and he sends everything inside. But if Zhou Ronghua speaks, the emperor has nothing to forbid. The envious little palace maid wiped the table and chatted with the other person.

"I've heard that, too. Alas, you said that our mother is so good, why does the emperor suddenly dislike it? ”

"How do I know" The little palace maid looked up and was about to say something, but saw Zhuang Zhao standing at the door, and kneel down in a panic with a busy expression, "The slave maid asks for peace to the mother, and the mother and mother forgive the sins." ”

Zhuang Zhao raised his eyebrows with a sense of coldness, and shouted lightly.

"White tea, you lead the two of them down. This palace doesn't want to see so many mouthy people in Yikun Palace again. ”

Bai Cha glanced at the two of them who were at a loss, and said coldly: "What are you doing in a daze, come with me." ”

Bai Ling changed a cup of tea for her, looked at her and said, "It's just a few slaves chewing the root of their tongues, and the mother doesn't have to take it to heart." ”

"Groundless wind may not be without cause. I think the emperor really likes her. Zhuang Zhaoxian clasped the tea cup with his fingers and shook it gently, the green tea soup was fragrant, mixed with a trace of water vapor on his face, and his eyes became moist.

Now that we have tasted pain, we must not repeat the mistakes of the past.

She took a sip of tea and swallowed all the bitterness, her pretty face radiating a different kind of light.

"In the future, there will be many favorite concubines of the emperor, three palaces and six courtyards, and it will be lively." She smiled, revealing a lively energy that seemed to be the rising sun.

Bai Ling saw that she wanted to open up by herself, and she was happy for her in her heart, so she naturally responded with her voice.

She had seen with her own eyes how good the emperor was to the concubine.

The emperor is handsome and doesn't say it, but his world-famous identity is matched with meticulous gentleness.

As long as he cares, how many women can escape from his palm?

If he can continue to love it like this, it will be fine, but no one has ever been so good, and there is no flower for a hundred days.

He let it go and let it go, but the girl's sincere heart was given, and it was difficult to take it back.

Jealousy, resentment, and a qiē sin also arises.

Fortunately, my master can see through it, and this day, guarding my son and daughter, isn't it the same!

The low pressure in Yikun Palace dissipated as soon as it dissipated, and everyone felt much more relaxed.

But the emperor's face on the throne was darker than ever.

"Lively ......" he repeated softly, unconsciously irritable, but she was relieved, and she tried her best to protect him, and in the blink of an eye, she said that she would put it aside. How chic! and angry with her for being unkind, and hating her for refusing to bow down.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival, Shengsheng boiled out a gloomy momentum.

The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival has always been brightly lit.

Nine turns of tassel palace lamp, a smoke from one end to the other, illuminating as if daylight.

The Empress Dowager wore an autumn-colored coat and skirt for the emperor and empress to help her in.

King Ning, King Ying, King Fu, King Hui, King Zheng and other five princes stood in the front hall waiting, and several princesses were waiting in the back room.

The five princes were busy asking for peace after seeing the empress dowager, "I have seen the old lady, and the mother is healthy." ”

The Empress Dowager stood up straight and accepted this salute.

In the end, she has been a queen for more than ten years, and she has a majesty when she raises her hands and feet.

She half-drooped her eyelids and looked at the scarlet blanket under her feet, "Let's get up." It's dozens of years old, where are you so restrained. It's a family feast, let's let it go. The King of England," the King of England was named, and stepped forward and said, "The son is here." ”

"Well, your mother often misses you. Since I'm here this time, I'll accompany her well. There is no hurry to go back, just ask the emperor for a favor from the left and right mourning families. She let go of the hands of the emperor and the empress, and beckoned to the king, who hurriedly came over to help her, and said, "Thank you, queen mother." ”

The Empress Dowager asked him to walk inside, and when she passed by the other four, she paused slightly, "A few of you, although the mother concubine is gone." If you want to stay in Kyori for a few days, you can't do it. Go to the imperial mausoleum to incense your father and mother and concubines, and do your filial piety. ”

All four of them said yes.

The Empress Dowager hummed and went to the back room.

The queen said: "A few uncles sat slowly, and the palace also passed first." ”

The emperor squeezed her hand and watched her walk to the back before retracting his gaze, "Uncle Wang, sit down." ”

He was dressed in regular clothes, and his smile was gentle and clear, like a fairy.

But several princes know in their hearts, this nephew, the means are ruthless.

The Emperor sat down on the throne and looked down condescendingly.

King Ning gritted his teeth and sat down first, followed by King Fu, King Hui, and King Zheng.

"Your Majesty, the old lady said that the king asked her to stay and eat with her, let you use it first." Mama Zheng walked out of the back room and asked for an answer.

The emperor bowed his head, "I know, Tan Chen, serve dinner." ”