Chapter 97. Which is the next Boxing Day
When Wang Jue pleaded to confess his guilt, his voice raised slightly, echoing in the empty hall, and he realized something: At a glance in this hall, except for the layers of gauze curtains, I can't see anything else, I don't know what kind of situation is behind the curtains?
"Lord Wang's words are serious, Yongning has the emperor's love, which is already her blessing. She is just a princess, and the marriage should not be too extravagant. The Queen Mother's soft voice came through the gauze curtain, with a wisp of freshness.
"Niangniang said this, how can there be such a ruthless mother in the world, not looking forward to the pomp and circumstance of her daughter's wedding, but looking forward to a simple sentence, and the slave maid will hold a grievance for Her Royal Highness the princess." Banxia said playfully.
Wang Jue's heart turned, and he felt that it was inappropriate, this palace maid Banxia was young, she had only been in the palace for a few years, not to mention any qualifications, she could actually smile in front of herself, which showed that she was very embarrassed in front of the queen mother. Although he had just been reprimanded, he did not restrain at all. Listening to her tone, you can imagine how the Queen Mother pampers and pampers her on weekdays
He was really right, and when the Queen Mother heard this, she not only didn't think she was angry, but said with a smile: "Yongning was spoiled by a few of your little hooves." The laughter was muffled, as if it was coming from the corners of his mouth.
Wang Jue imagined the delicate appearance of the queen mother's daughter who covered her mouth and laughed lightly, the corners of her lips were slightly upturned, and the meaning of ridicule was faint, but she was respectful when she replied: "The emperor has already made a will, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess has a noble status, and there must be no mistakes in the marriage. Her Royal Highness the eldest princess uses a tool and a thing, all of which have a system, please choose the one that can be seen, how to let the mother you like. ”
When the person behind the curtain heard this, he was silent, and only after a long time did he say: "The emperor has a heart." ”
Banxia joked on the side again: "Niangniang, it's better to let the Ministry of Rites bring some dress systems in, you can take a look and choose one." During the New Year, it is forbidden to move the needle and thread, and the dress must be prepared in advance. ”
Wang Jue hadn't agreed yet, and the Queen Mother had already said with a smile: "The mourning family doesn't believe this," she paused, and asked in a coquettish voice, "Lord Wang, Yongning is out of the pavilion, and the mourning family, the mother, also wants to show her heart, so it's better to let the mourning family sew it for her." ”
"This ......"
Wang Jue was speechless for a while, and said in his heart: You are the queen mother, and you are not an embroiderer, when did there be such a custom of small doors and small households in the palace? Where to put the word "li"? Sure enough, Fanbang women, who do not accept indoctrination and do not know the number of etiquette, are still the same after so many years.
"Niangniang's abundant jade body, how can you work hard to move the needlework, and besides, the eldest princess's wedding dress is complicated, if it is sewn by Niangniang herself, I am afraid that it will have to work hard for a long time, which will damage the phoenix body, please think twice."
The Queen Mother snorted: "Although the mourning family is the Queen Mother, she is also a mother, her daughter is married, and she doesn't have a stitch and thread from her mother, where does this happen?" ”
Wang Jue's temples suddenly burst out, and he felt that if he refused again, it would be too long. He replied reluctantly: "Why don't you tattoo a belt for the princess?" It can also express the motherly heart of the mother. ”
"Belt, ......"
The Queen Mother seemed to be intent on moving, and said lightly after a while: "Okay, just as Lord Wang said." ”
Wang Jue breathed a sigh of relief, and Banxia behind the curtain issued a series of questions:
"Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess's phoenix crown specifications ......"
"The pony's flower ball must be festive......"
"Is there a ...... if the candidate for the marriage is chosen?"
"How to ...... the renovation of the princess's house"
Wang Jue deeply felt that if the Queen Mother had the heart to inquire about these matters in person, he would go into the palace once a day to reply, and he could talk until the second day of the second month of February, the day of the princess's wedding.
When he walked out of Guanfeng Palace, Wang Jue felt that his head was groggy and tight, thinking that he would have to deal with the person in the palace who was second only to His Majesty the Emperor in the future, he was nervous and excited, and it was rare to have such an opportunity to observe this master up close.
This is the master who gives His Majesty a headache.
must do things properly, and must not give people a handle, so that people feel that they are unstable as a waiter, and they still have to reply to their boss Lord Shangshu to be reliable.
But when he thought of the Queen Mother's intentional or unintentional words before leaving, Wang Jue's brows furrowed deeply again.
"On the next Boxing Day, let the child of the Dongfang family enter the palace, show the mourning family and the mothers of the palaces, and see what the concubine selected by the emperor for Yongning looks like."
A sneer appeared on Wang Jue's lips: Is this horse really chosen by His Majesty? Isn't it the result of the Queen Mother and Her Majesty each giving a step?
It's just that the next Boxing Day, when it is the Chung Yeung Festival, that day is the day when the chrysanthemum viewing party is held, and after the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the next festival is ...... Winter Clothes Festival on the first day of October.
Wang Jue thought of this, and sweated in his heart: This is one of the four major ghost festivals, which is inappropriate. After October 15, the next yuan festival, sacrifice to the ancestors, worship the tombs...... Well, it's all this kind of festival.
After October, it will be until December before there is another festival, so that the Queen Mother will wait for four months, Wang Jue has not lived enough.
That's right, September 22 is the birthday of the God of Wealth, but this is a Taoist festival, whether to do it depends on the meaning of His Majesty, if you want to do it, then it will be easy to do, now there is Xuanqingzi Dao Chang Ascension Day, remember the mistake, also in September.
If you take advantage of the Taoist Chief's ascension, and your Majesty summons Dongfang Yi into the palace to meet those ladies in the palace, then this matter will be of great significance.
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On the morning of the second day of August.
Dongfang Yi went to Taichang Temple as usual to order, and as soon as he entered the door, Lord Xue, the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, greeted him mysteriously, pulled him aside, and asked in a low voice, "Have you heard?" ”
Dongfang Yixin said, this early in the morning, I asked such a sentence without a beginning or an end, have you heard of it? Heard about what? I heard that your tigress went to the Qinglou Chu Pavilion last night and plucked your ears?
Seeing Dongfang Yi's blank face, Xue Shaoqing said: "This morning, Honglu Temple sent a message over, saying that it would transfer you over there. ”
Dongfang Yi arched his hand and asked, "Lord Shaoqing, why did you transfer me to Honglu Temple?" ”
"The imperial court appointed you as a deputy envoy to temporarily promote the use of rank and participate in state negotiations with the Burmese state." Xue Shaoqing said in a slightly sour tone.
In the end, it is His Majesty's own person, and this kind of good thing that can't be beaten by eight poles can be found on him.
Dongfang Yi: "Huh? sighed, and said in a rather unbeaten tone: "Xia Guan is the assistant of Taichang Temple, and it is not appropriate to participate in state negotiations." ”
When Xue Shaoqing heard this, his back molars were almost crushed, and the good things sent to the door were still pushed back, why was he so hypocritical?
"Hey, Lord Dongfang, the court has made a clear decree on this matter, how can you say that you can shirk it?" Xue Shaoqing said angrily, "This matter is done, naturally there is a great benefit, and this official wishes Xielu Lang a victory in advance." ”
Although Xue Shaoqing was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to say anything unpleasant.
(To be continued.) )