Summer Banquet (1)

Queen Yan's personal grandmother walked on the palace road with the palace chief.

"Miss Gong, the Queen Mother said that if you want to enter the palace in the future, you don't need to report it, the guards guarding the door recognize you, as long as they see that it is you, they will let you go."

The palace chief said,

"Thank you Mama Zhang for passing the word."

The group walked on the palace road, and the urn Yu walked towards him, and when he saw the palace chief, his complexion changed instantly.

The urn said,

"Ruosu, go and stop that for me."

The palace man said respectfully,

"Yui."

Ruosu stepped forward and stopped the palace chief,

"Miss Gong, our princess, please speak."

Gong Changjue raised his eyes and looked at the urn indifferently,

"Your Royal Highness, what are you going to do? The courtiers did not remember having a relationship with Her Royal Highness. ”

The urn said,

"What have you done, do you still want this palace to say. You don't feel dirty either, and you try your best to cling to Chu Shizi again and again. ”

Gong Changjue said lightly,

"The courtiers seduced Chu Shizi, and even the courtiers themselves didn't know, but you knew it before the courtiers, princess, and the princess's news was really well-informed."

Urn Yuqing had a dark face, raised his right hand high,

"Slut, you still dare to quibble!"

Gong Changjue didn't move, just looked at the urn and smiled mockingly.

Seeing that the slap of the urn was about to slap the palace chief jue's face, a pair of wrinkled hands firmly grasped the urn yu.

Mama Zhang's face was serious, and she said in a deep voice,

"Princess Wengyu, don't go too far, Miss Changjue is not someone you can mess with."

The urn is angry and corrupt,

"She? She is not someone who can be messed with by this princess, can she be a cheap maid, can she be more noble than this princess? ”

Mama Zhang said in a deep voice,

"Princess Wengyu can try it. When the time comes, the Queen Mother will blame her, and the Queen Mother will not be able to plead. ”

Mama Zhang had a tough attitude and refused to give in at all.

When Weng Yu heard the word Queen Mother, his heart trembled for no reason.

Mama Zhang let go of the urn Yu's hand and said,

"Princess Wengyu, I am offended, but if such an incident occurs in the future, the Queen Mother will not let it go easily."

Someone bumped into Gong Changjue, and Gong Changjue subconsciously clenched his hands.

Weng Yu watched Gong Changjue and his party leave, and his anger surged, but he was afraid of Queen Yan, and slammed into Ruo Su is foot.

"Useless stuff! Princess Ben was so humiliated by the old witch. ”

Ruosu was kicked to the ground, hurriedly got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said,

"It's the slave and maid who are not doing well, and the princess is angry."

Weng Yu's heart became more and more flustered, she was afraid of Queen Yan since she was a child, and Queen Yan always had a cold face towards her, without the slightest smile. When she was a child, after seeing Yan for the first time, she was so frightened that she cried. Later, she made a mistake, and the queen mother didn't have time to defend her, Queen Yan had a cold face, and let people escort her to the small Buddha hall, forcing her to kneel for three days and three nights, the Buddha hall was so small and cold, and it was extremely dark, it seemed that the next moment, something would come out of the darkness, choke her throat, climb on her back, those three nights, was the longest night in her life.

She didn't dare to provoke Empress Yan, even more so than her father, the emperor.

The palace chief said,

"Thank you Mama Zhang for helping me out."

Mama Zhang said respectfully,

"Miss Changjue is not an idle person, even if the old slave doesn't solve the siege for you, you can solve the problem in front of you."

The palace chief smiled,

"Mama Zhang's words are exaggerated."

The note in the palm of Gong Changjue's hand was crumpled by her.

When they arrived at the North Palace, the palace people were extremely respectful to the palace chief, as if they regarded the palace chief as a serious master.

Gong Changjue tucked the note in his hand into his sleeve.

Empress Yan sat in the main hall, holding a futon fan and fanning it slowly.

The palace chief entered the house, and said,

"The Queen Mother Wan'an."

When Empress Yan heard the sound, she stepped forward to help her up,

"Why are your hands so cold?"

Gong Changjue smiled,

"I've always had cold hands, but it's probably cold."

Yanhou Dao,

"How can this be done, Mama, go and bring the hundred-year-old ginseng in the mourning family's treasury."

The palace chief said,

"Empress Dowager Xie bothered."

Gong Changjue always felt that Empress Yan had a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't say why he was familiar.

Gong Changjue smiled,

"The courtier brought something and wanted to give it to the Queen Mother."

Comb handed the wooden box to the palace chief.

The palace chief presented it to the queen of Yan,

"Queen Mother, these are all made by the courtiers, I hope you can like it."

Yan Hou took it and opened the wooden box, and there was a bunch of orange moon flowers quietly inside.

Empress Yan looked at the moon flowers, and seemed to be able to see the moon when she was young and broke into the night of the Xiongnu king's tent, and the orange was mottled like broken gold.

Somehow, all of a sudden, my eyes were red,

"Kid... You've got a heart. ”

The palace chief said,

"The last time I heard you say, the Huns' moon flowers are orange, and the courtiers wrote them down, those crimson moon flowers, you look at them, you will always unconsciously think of the waste prince, it is inevitable to be sad, but the orange moon is your youth. It's probably good to have nostalgia. ”

Empress Yan's eyes were moved, and she said,

"It's been a long time since I've seen a moon of this color, it's really bright and moving."

Yan Hou put down the wooden box and said,

"You're here today, but what do you have to ask the mourning family?"

The palace chief said,

"There's something I really want to ask you. I don't know if you remember that one of the disaster relief strategies you wrote was persuasion. ”

Yanhou Dao,

"There's a good idea, but do you have any questions about that?"

The palace chief said,

"The word persuasion, the courtiers understand, it is nothing more than to persuade the local rich businessmen and noble families to help the poor, but the courtiers are curious, what kind of way to persuade these people, so that they can contribute money and efforts to help the victims?"

Yan Hou said slowly,

"In the past, I offered advice, Emperor Qing did not adopt this strategy, but this policy, probably the best way, those poor and remote places, there will be landlords, and the poorer the place, the wealth of the landlord and the poor, it is more obvious, a landlord's money, enough to feed the people on a piece of land, at that time, the advice of the mourning family was not adopted, it is precisely because of the question you asked."

"Because the mourning family and Emperor Qing said that if they do evil and bring disaster to the landowners in the township, they should all use their family property for disaster relief and behead them for public display. In this way, the problems of each land can be solved locally, and there is no need to transport grain thousands of miles away. ”

Gong Changjue couldn't help but lose his voice,

"Beheading?"

Empress Yan nodded and said,

"This is the best way, first, those evil landlords have done evil and deserve their crimes, and second, since the famine, the people's hearts have been weakened, if they can kill the thieves who have plagued the people, it will be able to inspire people's hearts, so that the people will not be different, so that the people will not believe in the court, so that the people will be appeased, and more time will be bought for follow-up disaster relief measures."

Queen Yan shook her fan,

"But Emperor Qing was furious and said that the mourning family was rebellious."

Gong Changjue wondered,

"Great rebellion?"

"Where does this start?"