Three hundred and sixty-two hours
Qinghe saw that Xie Ning didn't speak or move for a long time, and his heart was slightly uneasy. βε «δΈChineseη½γ β .β 8γ1γz
"Master?"
The master is eighty percent on his mind, and Qinghe can guess a few points about this heart. She was afraid that her master would not be unwell, and that would be the top priority for her.
"It's fine."
Xie Ning just thought that the emperor said that he would discuss this matter with Fang Shanggong in person...... Something seems wrong.
Although it is easy to misunderstand it by letting people pass on the words, the words are not clear. But Fang Shanggong was afraid that he didn't want to talk to the emperor about it in person, so he opened this mouth to Xie Ning.
It is true that they are mother and son, but after all, the emperor has been separated from Fang Shanggong since birth, and the love between mother and son cannot be said to be none, but how many can there be? How deep can it be?
The emperor's means Xie Ning knows, the saint is no more than the Son of Heaven, who is there in the world, and if there is anything to hide from the emperor, I am afraid that it will be difficult. If Fang Shanggong told the emperor face to face about this matter, he would definitely not be able to hide any hidden feelings from the emperor.
For example, on the day she found out the truth, Fang Shanggong didn't admit it in front of her, and only said that she didn't know. But after going to the small study with the emperor, he couldn't hide it anymore.
I'm afraid it's the same this time. No matter what the reason she didn't say was, she was afraid that she would not be able to hide it in front of the emperor.
It is true that the emperor is her biological son, but the emperor has been the crown prince for many years, and then the emperor for many years, he is different from ordinary people. is Xie Ning, and her love for the emperor also accounts for a large part of the awe.
Fang Shanggong will probably be afraid in front of the emperor, right?
Respect and fear for his son......
This should be the reason why Fang Shanggong spoke to himself.
Of course, Fang Shanggong probably also wanted her to blow the wind on the pillow and persuade her a few words.
After figuring this out, Shainin's feelings did not become lighter, but he felt that the responsibility on his shoulders was heavier.
In the past, Mrs. Lin told her to teach her that in the future, when she marries someone to please her mother-in-law, it is sometimes more important than to please her husband, sometimes she must be compromised in front of her mother-in-law, and she must be virtuous and generous in front of her husband.
Now Shainin felt that he was touching a little edge.
Although there are only three people, the emperor, Fang Shanggong and her. Needless to say, the relationship between her and the emperor is needless to say, the emperor and Fang Shanggong are mother and son, and she and Fang Shanggong are mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. No one else can help her, only she groped her way forward.
The sky was overcast, and as soon as I left the temple gate, the wind blowing on my face carried a heavy dampness. When I looked into the distance, the end of the palace road was shrouded in mist. The place that is usually familiar has suddenly become unfamiliar, and when it is more than ten steps away, it is impossible to see the appearance of the person on the other side.
The eunuchs and palace people who came and went walked silently, like silent spirits in such a mist. The palace is now up and down to change filial piety clothes for the concubine, and there is no bright color to see.
Princess Yuyao usually likes bright colors and chic dresses, and these days she is dressed in beige, silver white, plain blue, silver blue, and duck egg blue. When tailoring clothes every season, in fact, they will make some plain clothes in case of emergency, and they will not be like ordinary people who have the right to make filial piety clothes when they encounter a funeral.
In normal times, Princess Yuyao doesn't like this kind of situation of being involuntarily the most. When she was studying, she had many doubts about the words in the book, and even the words of the saints did not convince her 100%. is even more impatient with the red tape on the palace rules. When Guo Shanggong taught her, Princess Yuyao repeatedly retorted, saying: "I don't know who came up with these rules, just to toss future generations, in fact, what is the use except for working and hurting money?" β
These words scared Guo Shanggong half to death, and hurriedly warned the princess not to say this nonsense.
"Princess, there are thousands of people in this world, if there are no rules, then it will be chaotic? The palace maids and eunuchs don't work anymore? Farmers don't grow crops anymore? Can everyone be upright and humble? Wouldn't that be a mess in the world? Rules and etiquette are the most important matters in this world, and there must be no slackness and negligence. β
After all, Princess Yuyao is not old enough, and she can't understand everything Guo Shanggong said. But she also knows the importance of etiquette, and now she won't appeal to all the thoughts in her heart, but not saying it doesn't mean that she is really convinced.
This time, Guo Shanggong pinched a handful of sweat when she was dressing up every day, for fear that the princess would not do it, or something amazing.
Concubine Jin is also a concubine in the name of Zhengyipin, the mother of Princess Yujue, and Princess Yuyao is mainly unwilling to mourn, which is a big unfilial piety, and it is by no means a small negligence that can prevaricate the past. At that time, the princess may not be good, and she, the training of Shang Gong, is the scapegoat of the top tank.
Fortunately, the princess did not complain about the clothes of these days, and she obediently put them on after they were prepared for her, although she did not complain, and even her expression did not see anything unusual.
Guo Shanggong was amazed in his heart, and couldn't help but wonder, maybe the princess is a year older, so she is more patient and sensible than in front of people.
In fact, the reason Princess Yuyao didn't say, and Guo Shanggong certainly couldn't guess it.
But Gan Xiyun guessed a little, she accompanied Princess Yuyao to Shoukang Palace that day.
Princess, this is a kind of thing.
After all, they are sisters, and they also have the experience of losing their mother. Gan Xiyun also has no mother, and she can also experience this feeling.
As soon as he got up early in the morning and pushed open the window, Gan Xiyun was stunned. Yesterday the weather was fine, but I woke up one night and the sky changed. Looking at the sky, there is probably a heavy rain to fall today.
As the saying goes, an autumn rain and a cold, it seems that you have to find out the thick jacket quickly, and you have to dry it on the smoker to wear it. In case of a cold, she can't afford to get sick. Don't say that no one will really take care of her, and she doesn't dare to ask the imperial doctor to prescribe medicine. Once the news of her illness spread, according to the palace rules, she had to move out to recuperate, and she could no longer be with the princess. It's hard to get out this time, and it's hard to get in again.
Although the turmoil in the palace was sinister, she was still willing to stay in the palace and did not want to return to the home that did not belong to her. It's not much better there than in the palace, it's the same crisis everywhere, and I don't dare to close my eyes when I sleep at night. It was a year before she entered the palace, and she fell ill once in winter, which happened to be about the same month as now. Obviously, it was just a small cold, and the doctor also postponed the medicine, but the disease dragged on for a month. She already felt that she was going to get better after taking the medicine for a few days, because she was sweating and uncomfortable repeatedly for a few days, so she let the maid boil hot water and washed, and that night she somehow opened the window of her house, so she washed her hair and took a bath and blew a cold wind for half a night, and the next day she got up and felt that it was inappropriate, and sure enough, she had a fever again before noon, this time the illness was more serious, and she added a cough, and she had not been good for a whole winter.
If it weren't for the fact that she was always careful everywhere, she was afraid that this disease would fall to the root of the disease. She has no mother, no father's care, no one else to help her support her, in case she doesn't even have a healthy body, then everything is really over. If it comes to marriage in the future, others may not mind her losing her mother, and they don't mind that her dowry is meager and she doesn't have the help of her mother's family, but whose family marries a daughter-in-law is not to hold a medicine jar back to offer, can't keep a family, can't have children, can only cause trouble, who is willing to marry her?
So compared to home, she would rather stay in the palace. Because whether it is in the palace or outside the palace, her situation is the same, and it is not easy.
Instead of confined to that small prefect's mansion with her stepmother and a willing servant woman, fighting wits and courage all day long, fighting for the family belongings of the two melons and dates, she was willing to enter the palace and earn a way for herself.
Concubine Jin's spirit has been in good weather for the past few days, and she is about to do something big, but this day has turned cloudy. When Gan Xiyun was sorting out the bookcase, he heard some people talking, saying that Concubine Jin was really a good time to die, and she was not likable when she was alive, and even less likable when she died. Seeing that the season is about to enter winter, it is difficult to brave the freezing rain and ice to send the concubine to be buried in the imperial mausoleum.
Concubine Jin has always been stingy and stingy, rarely kind and righteous, and now that people are dead, the lights are out, and others don't have to scruple anymore.
Speaking of which, these people also look down on Concubine Jin for only giving birth to a princess, and Princess Yujun is still sick all day long, and others say that she will probably die if she can't raise it. Such a pair of mother and daughter, even if others want to greet them, they will not find them.
The weather was cold, even the paper was damp, and the pen was not as smooth as usual. Princess Yuyao stopped her pen and glanced out the window.
I couldn't see clearly through the curtain, and after lifting the curtain aside, Yu Yao began to rain outside.
I don't know how long it has been raining, and the bluestone floor in the courtyard is shining with a layer of water. There were two little eunuchs who tied branches to the flowers and trees in the rain, and the flowers and trees were discounted in case of rain and strong winds, and they looked like they were already wet.
Gan Xiyun also walked over and stood beside Princess Yuyao and watched.
"Would the princess want an extra dress? Now the cold is even heavier. β
"No need," Princess Yuyao said, "I can't write well anyway, and I can't adjust the colors and paint this day, so I'll go back first." β
If you want to say that when Yang Niangzi was in the past, of course, when to leave, the princess can't come by temperament. But after changing Xu Shanggong, everything is according to the princess's preferences, and Xu Shanggong can't even say a word.
Gan Xiyun went out and ordered someone to come over, don't forget to add an extra umbrella. Then come back and talk to Princess Yuyao.
"Does the princess know about Mrs. Yang?"
Princess Yuyao really raised her head and asked, "What's wrong with her?" β
"I heard that she was a monk, and the Yang family sent her to a nunnery on the outskirts of Beijing. I heard that life there is hard and strict, and the women who are sent in are not doing well. β