Chapter 239: Take care of the harem
One emperor and one queen, hugged tightly, carefully avoided the palace people who were busy pouring things to the inner market to trade, and came to the front of the Jiaotai Palace.
Zhu Youxiao let go of Zhang Yan, put the candlestick he was holding in one hand on the steps, took a few breaths of hot air on his hand that was about to freeze, bent down, and tinkered with himself.
Leaving his arms, Zhang Yan suddenly felt cold again, frowned, looked down, and said, "Isn't this Jiaotai Palace, what treasures can there be here?" ”
Zhu Youxiao was also a little shivering from the cold air, and snorted coldly when he heard this, and said:
"If you complain again, I will never take you out of the palace again."
Jiaotai Hall is not high in the Forbidden City, only a single-layer pedestal, Zhu Youxiao squatted on the side of the steps, using the sword at his waist to dig the frozen soil.
Zhang Yan naturally still wanted to leave the palace, without the emperor's acquiescence, this really couldn't be done, after all, it was too boring to be idle in the palace all the time.
It's also fun to hang out with the emperor when you're idle.
She didn't dare to gossip any more, pursed her lips, and looked curiously, only to see that the emperor had dug a small pit, then threw down his saber, and with both hands took out a loose stone brick that had been buried in the ground part of the foundation.
Zhu Youxiao clapped his hands, threw the stone bricks behind him, and then turned around and continued to tinker.
As if she heard something, Zhang Yan's curiosity rose, and she also squatted down, half of her body lay on the ground, pouted her buttocks, and looked hard into the black cave hole.
At this time, Zhu Youxiao rolled up the wide robe and sleeves, and stretched half of his arm directly into it, but Zhang Yan saw that a layer of hot sweat appeared on his forehead.
Zhu Youxiao searched inside for a moment, and finally smiled:
"There you go, here you go."
Zhang Yan hurriedly probed over and immediately opened her eyes wide.
I saw a small jar made of clay, which was taken out of the grotto by Zhu Youxiao, and the mouth of the jar was covered by a layer of sparsely woven bamboo curtain, covered with a layer of tulle, and tied with hemp rope.
Zhang Yan squatted there, tilted her head, looked at the jar, and then looked at the Emperor of the Apocalypse, slightly disappointed, and said:
"How can this broken jar be called a treasure, there are several warehouses in the palace, and they are all thrown away."
Zhu Youxiao pursed his lips, he was used to dealing with courtiers, and he had already practiced this kind of skill that was not moved by words, and he didn't care about it.
Besides, he also felt in his heart that Zhang Yan must like this thing very much from a girl's family, and he will surprise her later.
Zhu Youxiao put down the jar, sat cross-legged, and stared at the jar like this, no matter how Zhang Yan asked and how she wanted to go back, she didn't say a word.
As soon as his body got better, he was taken out by the emperor and frozen, and he left the warm bedding and Kunning Palace, such a scene made Zhang Yan feel more and more that it was not worth it.
On a cold day, the emperor sat on the ground and looked at the jar, asking questions and not replying, and he didn't know what he was waiting for, which made Zhang Yan's patience gradually exhausted.
The little character came up, and he didn't ask Zhu Youxiao's permission, and he wanted to leave.
"Stop!" Zhu Youxiao, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly changed his face, as if he couldn't feel the cold and cold around him, his tone was slightly angry, and he said:
"Wait, you'll thank me for bringing you here today."
Long Yan was slightly excited, even if she was the queen of the dynasty, she was so frightened that she trembled, and she just stepped up, and she couldn't step on.
At this moment, Zhang Yan stood aside honestly and stopped complaining.
The cold windows hung down, and everything rested in the winter, there was no movement, but the clay pot like a dead thing emitted a clear insect cry without warning.
Then, the second and third sounds, continuous chirps, from weak to strong, broke through the air.
Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment.
This Forbidden City is prosperous and ruined, even the noisy noise of the inner city, and the north wind of hunting through the city, but at this moment it is not as good as the chirping of this insect, which makes people feel pleasant and beautiful.
Zhu Youxiao turned his head, and when he really saw her moved, the excitement in his eyes gradually rose, so he got up and patted his buttocks, and said with a smug smile:
"The eggs collected by the celebrant in the autumn of last year were said to be stored outside the Jiaotai Hall and kept for the princes and grandsons to play. Queen, I think of you, so I'll take you to get a jar first. ”
"In the future, the winter will get longer and longer year by year, and it is rare to hear the summer insects call once in winter, not to mention that this is still in the palace, even I have to bring you secretly."
"What's the matter, this thing is in the palace, is it a treasure?"
Zhang Yan completely forgot her previous little emotions at this moment, and said happily:
"It's rare that Your Majesty is working state affairs, and you still think about me so much, and it's even more rare that the Forbidden City in this winter can listen to the sound of insects this time, which is indeed a treasure."
"Your Majesty, how does the celebrant do it, and also teach me the ladies in the palace."
"This..."Zhu Youxiao was in trouble and said:
"I haven't inquired about this, you are the queen, and you can't ask more, so I called the female official in your palace called Ai to ask the celebrant to ask, those old stalls are all proficient in various trades."
"When the time comes, you will do it every season in the palace, so that you can relieve your boredom when you can't go out in winter."
"Now that there are disasters in all parts of the Ming Dynasty, the people can't live anymore, I want to have this kind of opportunity with you in the future, but there are few."
Speaking of this, the light in Zhu Youxiao's eyes dimmed.
The conversation turned to national affairs, the joy in Zhang Yan's eyes also faded, holding the jar given by the emperor in his hand, and took a few steps forward, faintly:
"Your Majesty, you can't stop the inner market..."
Zhu Youxiao paused for a long time, and sighed:
"I know."
"This kind of thing, I have my own difficulties, you are the queen of the Ming Dynasty, except when the two of us are together at night, we usually have to know the etiquette and the general situation."
"The decision I made, you coordinate the harem, don't ask too much."
"It's not the past, like the things of Concubine Zheng and Li Xuanzhi in the past, there will be more in the future, I can't help you all the time."
"Slowly, it's time for Concubine Liu to give you power, you are the queen, you have to carry the girder and take care of the harem."
"I have something to worry about before the court."
Saying that, Zhu Youxiao sighed again, stopped talking, but put down the entrustment that came to his lips, and just walked forward with his hands.
Zhang Yan's feet raised in mid-air fell awkwardly, pouted, and asked after a while:
"That's... Is Your Majesty staying at Kunning Palace tonight? ”
"No."
Hearing the reply, Zhang Yan asked again:
"Staying in another palace?"
"I don't even sleep." After Zhu Youxiao finished returning, he came to the fork in the road and stopped, chuckled, and said:
"In this moment's effort, those ministers may be holding pen and ink there again, sprinkling with enthusiasm, and they want to criticize me for being greedy and lustful, and ruining state affairs."
After speaking, he put on a sneer again:
"There are some things that should be stopped."
......
Zhang Yan stood in place, holding the clay jar tightly in her hand, looking at the back of the weather emperor in the distance, and for a while, she even forgot the cold.
At this time, in the side corridor, there was a sound of gentle footsteps on the thin rope.
"Who is it?"
"Niangniang, it's me...", but it was Concubine Yu Tong Jing'er, who came out of the corridor and didn't bring a maid.
When the emperor left, Zhang Yan also hid the weakness that she showed her beloved, and replaced it with coldness: "How long have you been hiding there, peeking?" ”
"I didn't peek!"
Concubine Yu was frightened a lot, and stroked her chest exaggeratedly:
"I've been here, but you didn't see me."
Zhang Yan has a good relationship with Tong Jing'er on weekdays, both of them are not high-born, and they can play together in private, and when they hear her say this, they know that they are not lying.
However, Zhang Yan still glared at it and said:
"Sharp teeth."