Chapter 47: Mid-Autumn Festival
On this day, Chu Xuan was in a daze, and even Gu Jun almost noticed that she was abnormal. Fortunately, she also practiced how to adjust her emotions and expressions in the palace, so that Gu Jun was not suspicious.
The news that Wang Huanyi went was no secret for a long time, but it was just a person who failed in the harem game, and it couldn't attract their attention. It's like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, even if it makes a small ripple, it will always be calm for a while.
Therefore, even though she had a lot of enmities during her lifetime, her death inquiry was only overshadowed by the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15. Because the concubines of the harem know that a great opportunity to compete for favor is coming.
When all the concubines are gearing up to compete for favor, there are always a few people who are suffering. For example, the queen and Concubine He at this time. But holding the power of the palace in his hand is also painful and happy.
Chu Xuan's Yihuaxuan sent the mooncakes on time, not as if she had just entered the palace and was deducted from food, but there were many more examples than her own.
After all, this is not the same time as it used to be.
Sometimes, she really feels contradictory when she reads time-traveling novels, those heroines spurn and despise this class system on the one hand, pity the poor people pretending to be the Virgin, and enjoy superior treatment and servant service on the other.
Today's Chu Xuan is naturally even more incomprehensible, maybe he is a person with a golden finger and a heroine's halo, and the images of the Holy Mother and the White Lotus are at his fingertips. And she seems to be arrogant and wanton, but she is walking on thin ice.
The price of envying the favor of others is that you are used as a target.
Not only do you have to guard against who will do it to you, but you also have to do your best to play the role of a favored concubine and pride.
Chu Xuan glanced at the delicate food box, and knew that the mooncakes inside must be more exquisite without opening it. With the skills of the imperial chef in the palace, there will naturally be no jokes similar to buying and returning pearls.
Chu Xuan didn't look at the moon cake with interest, it didn't mean that others didn't. Yu Rong looked at the food box with a salivating look, and her eyes seemed to be about to see the food box into a hole.
Chu Xuan glanced at her, disgusted, and really didn't know who was used to her gluttony.
I still don't know who is used to this culprit, and he still dislikes Yurong's greed.
But moon cakes will not have a surplus for no reason, and can be given to those concubines who have the right or favor. It's nothing more than deducting it from other concubines who are not favored in status.
Therefore, Zhang Cainu lay down and shot. Her status is low, and she is suppressed by Concubine Lin. In addition, he has been good friends with the previous Wang Shu people, you must know that Wang Shu people gave medicine to Chu Guiren, which is deeper than Chu Guiren's holy favor or Zhang Cainu's favor, naturally it can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.
Seeing Evian come back empty-handed, Zhang Cainu's face was gloomy: "Where are the moon cakes?"
Ever since Evian saw Wang Huanyi's death, he was very afraid of his master. She shrunk her neck and said weakly: "He, they said that this year's mooncakes are not enough, and there are no more ......"
Not enough mooncakes? Is there not enough mooncakes or is someone taking more of them?
Zhang Cainu's forehead was beating with green tendons, and she held back her anger: "If you don't, you won't have it, one day you ......"
Later, Evian couldn't hear what she was saying because her voice was getting quieter. But presumably Evian didn't want to listen to her, and now when he sees her, Evian is trembling.
And as a proud person a few days ago - Jiang Wanyan. At this time, he was holding his stomach, his face was white, and he was dripping in cold sweat. Every time she came to the monthly letter, it would hurt so much, like torture.
Jiang Wanyan endured the feeling of abdominal pain, and was annoyed that she didn't seize the opportunity some time ago and failed to conceive a dragon fetus.
Since she entered the palace, she doesn't know how many people she has seen because of her low position, and she has been cut off by others because of her low position, and she doesn't know how many people have laughed at her. So she has to climb up and climb to a position that others can only look up to.
Heir ...... Heir ......
After all, in this deep palace, having an heir by his side is better than any favor. It is said that the color is declining and the love is relaxed, not to mention the favor of the emperor, and the Israeli servant has no good end after all.
Of course, Jiang Wanyan has not forgotten that her current position cannot raise her own imperial heir. The worst thing is that if you are pregnant, maybe someone will plan to go to the mother and keep the child. Didn't she make a wedding dress for someone else for nothing? So she had to be motivated.
Jiang Wanyan caressed her abdomen, but a plan came to her heart.
Jiang Wanyan summoned the palace maid and burned all the evidence of her monthly letter today. She herself endured abdominal pain and rushed to the Xianren Hall of Yigui Concubine.
No matter how dark waves are surging in the harem these days, the Mid-Autumn Festival is still grandly held.
Chu Xuan was naturally dumbfounded when he arrived, but he covered it up well. It's not that she hasn't participated in palace banquets before, and this Mid-Autumn Festival is like a competition between the queen and Concubine He, and the decoration is very extravagant. really responded to the sentence, opened the tortoiseshell and set up the hibiscus on the mattress.
A sentence in Li Bai's "To Wine": "The tortoiseshell is drunk in the arms, and the hibiscus tent is Naijunhe." It's really not empty talk.
In this dynasty, although the concept of the difference between men and women also existed, it was not too strict.
The palace concubines were not deliberately separated from the officials and wives, after all, it was the time of reunion during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Most of these palace concubines are from the mansions of officials, so naturally they should be allowed to meet.
Even Chu Xuan secretly met Mrs. Chu before entering, but Sun Yi naturally didn't come to see Chu Xuan. But it's okay if you don't see it, according to Sun Yi's temperament, it is inevitable that she will not fight against Chu Xuan.
Old Madam Chu mentioned a few words to her, stuffed something for her and entered the banquet.
Chu Xuan put things into his sleeves, and Yun also stepped into the banquet lightly.
After Chu Xuan sat down steadily, those high-ranking concubines also arrived here in turn.
Not surprisingly, the emperor and the queen supported the queen mother to the palace one by one. Concubine He looked at the lower left with a bitter face, even if she won a part of the palace power from the hands of the queen, she couldn't stand in that position beside him justifiably.
Seeing the arrival of the three people, everyone got up from their positions and knelt on the ground, and their voices were as loud as a bell: "See the emperor, long live the emperor, long live long live." See Queen Mother, Queen Mother Chitose Chitose Chitose. See Queen Niang, Queen Niang Chitose Chitose Chitose. ”
After Gu Jun sat down, he stretched out his arms and shouted: "Zhongqing is flat."
"Thank you, Lord Long."
Chu Xuan also got up from the ground and sat down on his seat. But with sharp eyes, he found Jiang Wanyan covering her abdomen and biting her lower lip. But seeing that she immediately restrained her expression, Chu Xuan knew that she didn't want people to know. Since she didn't mean it like that, Chu Xuan didn't want to break the casserole and ask to the end, but instead touched her nose and was bored.