Yang Yong's footsteps walked briskly towards the harem, Xue Daoheng interceded for Yang Guang, Yang Yong was not as angry as he appeared on the surface, on the contrary, he had a good impression of this nerd-like Xue Daoheng, after all, the ministers who knew that they might offend the emperor and had the courage to say it were probably very few, but politics is politics, and it is not because he has a good impression of him that he cannot be punished, maybe if Xue Daoheng can be a petty official with peace of mind, it is to protect him and let him write more beautiful poems.

A beautiful sound of tinkling and ding dong came from the Manna Palace, Yang Yong was stunned when he heard it, and asked the attendant beside him, "Who is playing the piano here?" ”

Yang Yong has half of the Xianbei blood, according to Xianbei customs, after the death of his father, his eldest son can accept his father's wife and concubine as his own wife and concubine in addition to his mother, but Yang Yong has the memory of his previous life after all, this practice contradicts Han etiquette, plus he has never thought that half of his Xianbei blood is intended, and he has given respect to his father's wife and concubine.

Yang Jian's previous favorite Xuanhua and Mrs. Ronghua were given the status of the imperial concubine to stay in Renshou Palace for retirement, and the rest of the concubines who had served Yang Jian were also dealt with together, as for the other slightly older palace maids, they were all put home, and Yang Yong only had three wives and concubines when he was the crown prince, including the crown princess, so the palace seemed a little deserted, and the sound of the piano was clearly not played by the current queen and the two concubines, so Yang Yong would feel strange.

Most of the attendants around Yang Yong were also brought from the East Palace, and they had been following the emperor, so naturally they didn't know. I couldn't help but shake my head.

Yang Yong was immediately interested: "Let's go, let's see." ”

The sound of the piano still rings. In order not to disturb the people who played the piano, Yang Yong specially relaxed his steps, and when the servants saw the emperor like this, they didn't dare to come out, and followed the emperor lightly, but there was a little bit of a sneaky appearance.

The Ganlu Hall is the third largest hall of the Imperial Palace, located behind the Taiji Hall and in front of the Yanjia Palace, and is located in the center of the Imperial Palace. Usually the emperor is used to study in the inner palace, and the imperial study is also in the Ganlu Palace, Yang Yong has to enter the Ganlu Hall several times a day, and it can be said that the Ganlu Hall can be cooked again.

It's no wonder that the huge Manna Hall seems a little empty. Later generations measured the Daxing Palace and concluded that the entire palace is 2,820 meters wide from east to west, 1,492 meters deep from north to south, with an area of more than 4 million square meters, and the inner palace has more than 1.9 million square meters, while the total number of personnel in the entire inner palace is only about 3,000 people. Lin Lei

The sound of the piano came from the middle of the Ganlu Palace, and in the middle of the empty Ganlu Palace, a woman in white sat cross-legged like a fairy in white, with a yaoqin in front of her, and her fingers as white as green onions were plucking the strings. The beautiful sound of the piano came from between her fingers, and around her, there were several palace maids gathered around, listening to it as if they were fascinated.

These palace maids look like Zhou Zheng, but they are young, mostly thirteen or fourteen years old, holding some tools to wipe the floor in their hands, obviously cleaning in the Ganlu Palace, and now the older women in the palace have been released and cleaned. The work of scrubbing could only fall on the young women and the chamberlain, but these little palace maids were attracted by the sound of the woman in white and forgot to clean up.

The woman in white lowered her head, revealing a swan-like neck, when Yang Yong's gaze turned to her face. I couldn't help but breathe. Long eyelashes, jewel-like eyes. With a straight nose and a flawless face, this woman's facial features are all beautiful, and the combination is just right, she is engrossed in her own piano sound at this time, like a beautiful statue.

"Who is this woman?" Countless question marks flashed in Yang Yong's heart, looking at his clothes should be a palace maid, seeing that his age is about in the twentieth year, all the women who were more than twenty years ago have been released from the palace, is this woman not yet old enough to leave the palace, or she is unwilling to leave the palace, but this woman looks so good, why do she know nothing?

However, Yang Yong immediately calmed down, and he only had to ask later, and now he might as well listen to the sound of the piano.

At the end of the song, the aftermath was still hovering freely in the hall, the woman sighed lightly, put the yaoqin down, and re-hung it on a piano stand in the hall, but this yaoqin was placed in the manna hall itself, presumably when the woman wiped the body of the piano, she couldn't help but take it down and try her skills.

"What's your name?"

The abrupt sound suddenly startled the palace maids who were immersed in the sound of the piano just now, and when their eyes saw Yang Yong, their faces turned even pale, and everyone hurriedly knelt down and shouted tremblingly: "The emperor ......" is not as good as what to do.

The emperor is the supreme in the world, holding the power of life and death of everyone, saying that they are just little palace maids, that is, no matter how noble the identity is, as long as the emperor gives an order, not only will they die without a place to be buried, but their families will also be affected, they should just scrub and clean, but here they take the piano privately, play the piano, listen to the piano, and were hit by the emperor, how not to be afraid.

"Don't be afraid, say your name." For some reason, the woman in front of him seemed to give Yang Yong a sense of familiarity, but Yang Yong couldn't remember when he had seen this woman anyway.

"Slave, slave...... Slave Captain Chi ...... Wei Chi Mingyue, please also ask the emperor for forgiveness...... Forgive your sins and take the piano and play it privately...... Playing is the fault of the slave and maid, please ask the emperor to ...... Only the slave was punished...... A slave and a maid. Although Yu Chi Mingyue's voice stammered, it was still as crisp as a yellow warbler, and it was very beautiful.

"Yu Chi Mingyue, a good name, a good name, a better person, and only such a name can match your people." Yang Yong had no image of this name, and he was sure that he had never seen this woman before, so he couldn't help but look carefully, at this time, Yu Chi Mingyue knelt on the ground, her head hung down to her chest, despite this, Yu Chi Mingyue's strong breasts, fair and delicate neck, and slender waist still made Yang Yong feast his eyes.

Hearing the emperor's praise, Yu Chi Mingyue's head hung lower, almost touching the ground, but there was no anger in the emperor's tone, but it made Yu Chi Mingyue and several small palace maids breathe a sigh of relief, several small palace women are big ghosts, and they are secretly happy for Yu Chi Mingyue, such a fairy-like character, even if it is the emperor, I am afraid that he will be tempted at first sight.

"Tell me, how should I punish you?"

"Slave maid...... The slave maid ......" Yu Chi Mingyue's heart seemed to jump out, but she didn't know how to answer.

"Alright, alright, I'll punish you to get up." Seeing that Yu Chi Mingyue was almost frightened again for his own words, Yang Yong couldn't help but feel a trace of pity: "With your guts, I don't understand why you dare to take the piano and play it privately in the hall where I am studying?" ”

Yu Chi Mingyue and a few little palace maids still hesitated, how could anyone punish the reason for getting up, they have been in the palace for many years, and they know that the rules in the palace are strict, when Queen Dugu was alive, at least a dozen palace maids were ordered to die by the queen every year, and there were more palace maids who were killed by the steward because of breaking the rules.

"If you can't afford to get up, do you want me to punish you for other things?"

"Thank you for your kindness." Yu Chi Mingyue and a few little palace maids hurriedly got up and stood aside with their heads down.

After some conversation, Yang Yong figured out that the current lieutenant Chi Mingyue was not only twenty years old as he looked, if he was twenty-eight years old, Yang Yong was even more surprised by Yu Chi Mingyue's appearance, no wonder Yu Chi Mingyue's body looked so mature, but her face couldn't see the appearance of twenty-eight years old at all, and her face was smooth and more delicate than that of a twenty-year-old woman.

"A few months ago, the palace allowed all women over the age of twenty to go home, why don't you go back?"

"Back to the emperor, the slave grew up in the palace since she was a child, she had no home, and she didn't know where to go, so she chose to stay in the palace."

"No home?" Yang Yong was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter, how old were you when you entered the palace?" ”

"Back to the emperor, the slave maid entered the palace at the age of five."

"Five years old, didn't you enter the palace in the first year of the emperor?"

"Back to the emperor, that's exactly the case."

Yang Yong understood a little, the first year of the emperor's opening, in fact, it was also the third year of Dading, his father was the prime minister, and he had just swept away the rebellion led by Wei Chi Hui and others, when a large number of princes and nobles involved in the rebellion were raided and exterminated, some of their wives and daughters were rewarded to meritorious ministers, and some were included in the palace, and the Wei Chi Mingyue in front of him must be the daughter of the people in the rebellion that year, and she has been growing up in the palace, no wonder she has nowhere to go.

Wait, a thought suddenly flashed in Yang Yong's mind, her surname is Wei Chi, does it have anything to do with Yu Chi? Yang Yong couldn't help but ask.

"Back to the emperor, Wei Chi Yuan is the slave's grandfather." Yu Chi Mingyue's face turned pale, she was too young when she entered the palace, although she remembered it at the time, but after so many years, many things were blurred, but she remembered that she was a rebellious granddaughter, and when others asked, she couldn't help but be scared.

"Wei Chi's granddaughter." The figure of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman flashed in Yang Yong's face, and he was sad that Yu Chi Mingyue would give him a familiar feeling, so it was.