The peach blossoms are delicate, but the mood of the concubines is stuffy but not beautiful.

A peach appreciation banquet was finally spent in the show of affection between Concubine Jia and His Majesty.

Jin Yantang ordered Fupu to send Zhao Kehan back to Ximeng Palace, while he went to the imperial study.

In the afternoon, the time has just arrived, in the Ximeng Palace.

In the dormitory, as soon as Zhao Kehan sat down on the beauty couch, Xinrui hurriedly brought her a cup of tea and said, "Niangniang, please use tea." ”

After Zhao Kehan took the tea and took a sip, Xinrui knelt on the ground and beat her legs, and the calligraphy and painting came up with clothes, and saluted respectfully: "Niangniang, this is the riding costume sent by His Majesty's order to teach the priest, do you want to change it?" ”

Riding outfits?

Zhao Kehan immediately put down the teacup, came to the calligraphy and painting and looked at the riding costume, and his face showed satisfaction.

I saw that this riding costume was trimmed with fluff with a stand-up collar, crimson satin fabric, boots and belts were inlaid with rubies, and the hair crown was also crimson.

Suddenly, Zhao Kehan hooked his lips and smiled, put the clothes back, and said, "Put the clothes away, and change them for the palace tomorrow." ”

"Yes, sissy."

The calligraphy and painting complimented and put the clothes into her closet.

At this time, an announcement came from outside: "Niangniang, Manager Fu is here!" ”

Before the palace maid came in, Zhao Kehan's eyes narrowed slightly, walked out, looked at her and said, "Where is Fupu?" ”

"Back to the mother's words, Mr. Fu is in the main hall."

At this time, what does Fupu Laixi Dream Palace do?

Zhao Kehan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then walked towards the main hall.

After a short time, she came to the main hall and saw the gifts placed in the main hall.

Fupu stood respectfully in the main hall and waited, and when he saw Zhao Kehan coming, he stepped forward to greet him, and said: "The slave sees Concubine Jia, Niangniang is auspicious!" ”

Zhao Kehan glanced at him lightly, let Xinrui help her to sit down on the main seat wall, and then condescendingly said to Fupu: "Which gust of wind blew Mr. Fu here?" This place in this palace is leaking, and there is no tea for you to drink. ”

Fupu's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled calmly: "The slave is here to give Niangniang a reward from His Majesty, and the jade treasures offered in the Western Regions and the tea and cloth newly arrived in the Great Zhou Dynasty are all sent by His Majesty to the Niangniang." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Kehan looked at the neatly arranged and large number of gifts in this hall, and then turned his eyes and said to Fupu with a smile in his eyes: "There is really a general manager of labor and welfare, thank you for your concubine." ”

Fupu lowered his head and smiled: "Niangniang is polite, and the slave retires." ”

After a few brief words between the two, Fupu left his things, turned around and went to the imperial study.

And after he left, Zhao Kehan glanced at the surrounding gifts, and said with a smug smile in his eyes: "Okay, let's put them all in the warehouse, leave the jewelry and rouge gouache, and cheer up tomorrow to dress up the palace, do you understand?" ”

"Yes, sissy."

The crowd responded, began to move their things and retreated.

At this time, in the imperial study.

Jin Yantang was reviewing the folds, and Fu Pu gently pushed the door in, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the servants have sent all the gifts to Ximeng Palace, and Concubine Jia is very happy after receiving these gifts." ”

Hearing this, Jin Yantang nodded without raising his head and said, "I know." ”

Fupu hesitated, raised his eyes and looked at him, "Your Majesty, why do you love Concubine Jia so much?" ”

He really didn't understand, this Concubine Jia was not as frank as Concubine Chen, nor was Concubine Chen's kindness, what did Your Majesty do to relieve her?

Besides, sometimes the master does things, and Fupp really can't guess what he thinks. 180

The same is true at this moment, Jin Yantang's love for Zhao Kehan is obvious to all, if he can pretend to be able to do this, it can only prove that Jin Yantang is powerful.

It's just that as soon as Fupu's words fell, he saw Jin Yantang raise his eyes and look at him and said: "I don't need you to beak how I do things, if I hear you chewing your tongue in front of Concubine Chen in the future, be careful of your head." ”

The words that were not trivial or heavy made Fupu breathe a sigh of relief, according to His Majesty's words, His Majesty still did not forget Concubine Chen's mother in his heart, this is good, this is good, he Fupu did not block the wrong person at the beginning!

If conditions permit, Fupu really wants to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and drink a cup of tea to relax.

But then, he took care of Jin Yantang more carefully, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Jin Yantang lowered his eyes to review the folds, and his movements in his hands were orderly.

There was a deepness and coldness in his eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

For today's plan, she can only get close to Concubine Jia, look for opportunities from Concubine Jia's side, and wipe out all the rebels in her hands!

Jin Yantang's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at it in his heart.

Night, Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Fu Qingxi is now in charge of the internal affairs office of the harem, and secretly infiltrated Concubine Jia's power into all parts of the harem.

After dealing with the affairs of the Internal Affairs Office, he was going back to Ximeng Palace to see Concubine Jia.

It's just that Fu Qingxi just walked out of the Internal Affairs Office with a lantern when he saw a black shadow passing in the sky.

Seeing this, Fu Qingxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his steps quickly walked towards the black shadow, looking at its shape, this black shadow should be a pigeon.

Along the way, Fu Qingxi followed the direction of the pigeon, and soon, he saw the pigeon fly into the imperial study.

The lights in the imperial study are bright, and Jin Yantang is dealing with the government inside, because there are too many guards and dense personnel, Fu Qingxi will definitely attract attention if he sneaks up like this.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed slightly, and he walked out of the darkness with a lantern and walked towards the imperial study.

Outside the door, two palace maids hurriedly stopped: "Father-in-law Fu, please stop." ”

Fu Qingxi was born feminine and handsome, he smiled slightly, lowered his eyes to look at the two, took out two silver ankles from his arms and gave them them, and said: "The Sprinkle family is ordered by Concubine Jia Niangniang to come here to pick up Your Majesty to Ximeng Palace." ”

The two palace maids blushed slightly, took the silver ankle, and said respectfully to Fu Qingxi: "Please ask Grandpa Fu to stay here." ”

Fu Qingxi nodded and stood quietly by the door.

No one dared to make noise outside the imperial study, so it was convenient for Fu Qingxi to eavesdrop, only to see his ears move slightly, listening to the movements in the imperial study.

At this time, in the imperial study.

As soon as the pigeon flew into the window, Fupu stepped forward to take it, took off the letter box tied to its feet, handed it over, respectfully presented it to Jin Yantang, and said, "Your Majesty, your news." ”

There will always be some people who Fupu doesn't know to deliver news to Jin Yantang with carrier pigeons, and this is not the first time Fupu has seen pigeons, so he is not surprised.

Jin Yantang put down his pen, took the letterbox, took out the letter inside and read it.

He skimmed it roughly, but his hands shook violently, and he froze in place, his eyes showing surprise!

Fupu was taken aback and hurriedly worried: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" ”

I saw Jin Yantang shake his head and said with a smile: "No, it's nothing." ”

With that, he got up and threw the letter into the censer.

Seeing this, Fupu breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Majesty, could it be that the war in Northern Xinjiang has been won?" ”

Jin Yantang picked up the pen, lowered his eyes and quickly wrote a letter into the letterbox, tied it to the pigeon's leg, and released the pigeon, saying: "This is more worthy of making me happy than the victory in the war in Northern Xinjiang!" ”