Author: Skyrim Drive

If the palace is done, it is a model deed of the queen mother to advise the emperor to be far away from treachery and punish demons. The failure to force the palace is a typical case of harem politics, that is, with the identity of the queen mother, she will be claustrophobic in her own bedroom for the rest of her life.

The Queen Mother Mu said expressionlessly: "The mourning family is for the good of the emperor." Get up. She wanted to let that man know: No matter how powerful he is, he is just a male pet! The emperor is confused and indulges him for a while, but how can she, the queen mother, stand idly by? At the same time, she also wants to let the male pet know that the emperor's ninety-five dignity can be pressed under him by a mere lowly male pet? Who dares to use the emperor's place as a woman's place?!

Perhaps, after killing that male pet, the emperor can turn back into a normal man, and while the emperor is still in his prime, he can marry a new queen as soon as possible, and he can give birth to a few grandchildren!

The Queen Mother gradually walked out of the Sining Palace, thinking: She endured it for so long, but the male pet became more and more proud, step by step, the Queen Mother sacrificed the funeral ceremony, the male pet dared to occupy the queen's incense position, and dared to call her "Queen Mother", calling herself "Son", the next step, the male pet is not going to bewitch the emperor to directly accept him as the queen? The male pet is arrogant and aggressive, she can no longer tolerate it, and can no longer back down.

Especially He Yue's fainting in the court, it also made the Queen Mother's tolerance endure to the extreme.

It's time, it's time to make a move!

Emperor Chengde was very diligent in government affairs and was very involved in state affairs. But is the emperor's physical emptiness all due to his hard work and illness?

When the imperial physicians replied that the emperor was physically weakened due to excessive work on state affairs, the queen mother did not say much. She didn't speak, she was saving face for the emperor, if the ministers knew that the emperor was weakened by the male favorite, so that he fainted in the court, how could the emperor's face exist?

Every few months, the emperor has to hide in the Jinghua Palace with his male pet for a few days and nights without showing up, how can the queen mother not know about this situation? The emperor is in good spirits, and his face is full of joy, and a few days later his face is blue and black, and he comes out in a languid state.

The emperor's health is getting worse and worse, the situation is getting more and more critical, and the queen mother can't watch her son being squeezed dry by that male pet! Knowing that she is in danger of dealing with a male pet, the queen mother can't continue to sit idly by and let it go.

She wants to save her son.

On the first night after returning home after illness, a personal attendant reminded that He Yue also slept early. The next day, the chamberlain persuaded again, and He Yue had a bit of a pretentious attack, patronizing to watch the folds, but did not listen to the persuasion. Feng He Xiangxiang walked into the bedroom of Feng Ran, knelt down to He Yue, and begged: "Father, it's late, it's time to rest." ”

He Yue waved his hand indifferently and said, "You go down, I'll take a look at the song and go to sleep." ”

Feng He Xiangxiang relied on his father's love, and his father also favored him, so he stood up, stepped forward, gently pulled out the fold from He Yue's hand, closed it, put it back on the bookcase, and said, "Father, sleep peacefully." If you stay up late like this, when your father is at home, it's time to talk to you again. After a pause, he said boldly: "My father's illness is that my father has been out for too long, and no one has disciplined my father, so my father has overworked and lost his body." The father didn't rest much, and when his father came back, he saw that his father was haggard, and he should blame Xiang'er for not taking care of his father on his behalf......"

Before Feng He Xiang Xiang finished speaking, He Yue laughed, pulled Feng He Xiang Xiang to his side, and said with a smile: "I will use your father to suppress me! Little cub, can I tell you to take care of it?"

"How dare Xiang'er suppress his father with his father? Xiang'er feels sorry for his father's body. ”

He Yue pulled Feng He Xiang and leaned between his legs and looked at him. Feng He was a little embarrassed, hung his head slightly, and blushed. When he was six or seven years old, although he was still very close to his father, he rarely had such intimate physical contact with his father anymore.

The eleven-year-old boy, who was quite tall, He Yue was sitting, Feng He was standing loudly, and the father and son could already talk at eye level. Feng He Xiangxiang inherited He Yue's square face, and from that childish look, he could already faintly glimpse the handsome face and noble temperament of the young man, and at the same time vaguely revealed a trace of arrogant and uninhibited nature.

It's just that the young man's clothes look very graceful and gorgeous, He Yue can see that the clothes are all masterpieces of fine craftsmanship, and the young man is wearing quite a lot of jewelry, each of which is extremely precious and luxurious, but it seems to be a little overdecorated.

When He Yue saw Feng He Xiangxiang's delicate and luxurious dress, her heart sank, and she just wanted to say, "Gentleman!"

Raising the wind and He Xiangxiang has always been a matter of worry about the wind dye, and with the increasing expansion of the country over the years, He Yue has put more of his mind on state affairs, a little leisure, and more attention to the wind dye, he really hasn't taught his son much, at most he is to tease his son to play, and he hasn't talked to his son seriously.

Suddenly noticing that her son was dressed in the flashy dress of a gentleman, He Yue didn't like it, and asked, "Your clothes are not made by the clothes shop in the house?"

Feng He Xiangxiang felt the slightest displeasure from his father very keenly, and said respectfully: "No, it is the ready-to-wear clothes that Mr. Pi bought in Juhuaxuan outside." ”

"What?"

Feng He Xiangxiang hurriedly explained: "Juhuaxuan is the most famous ready-to-wear shop in the capital. ”

He Yue took her fingers, pointed at Feng He Xiangxiang's body, picked up those precious ornaments and asked, "This, this, this...... They were all bought from outside the house?"

"Yes. ”

"Do you know where your father was sewn?"

"It's made in the Fuli Clothing Workshop. ”

He Yue asked again: "Then why do you think your father doesn't wear those He Xuan's clothes? He can't afford it, he can't afford it, he can't afford it, he can't afford it?"

The expenses of the entire Commander's Mansion are supported by the officials of the wind dye. However, in the early years, He Yue left two pieces of furniture from the suburban fields to Feng Ran, and these two fields that He Yue privately requisitioned were quite large, and they were fertile fields, and the grain produced was sold, and the income was quite rich, and all of them were subsidized for the expenses of the government. Feng Ran is not a miser, so Ji Ziyan lives within his means, does not overspend, and does not want to save money, so the house is quite nourishing up and down. But if you want to say how luxurious, you can't talk about it, after all, the income from the wind-dyed officials and fields is clearly there.

Feng Ran is in charge of the army barracks, and he can be greedy for thousands of silver with any effort, but Feng Ran has never made up his mind in this regard, thinking that the army is all the blood and sweat of the soldiers, and he is greedy. The last time Feng Ran was joined the corruption army, it was to privately raise the Zheng family army, and the specific corruption process was not done by Feng Ran's hands, it was all done by the Zheng family, and Feng Ran only took on a name.

Ji Ziyan is really a good family, decorating all the luxury facades that should be in the house, and taking care of the decency that the people in the house should have, and he has not cried with Fengran, nor has he made Fengran sad. Therefore, Feng Ran never reached out to He Yue to ask for money for his family, and He Yue never thought of sending money from the Internal Affairs Court to the Commander's Mansion to cover his various expenses and miscellaneous expenses in the Commander's Mansion. Youji Ziyan is in charge of housework, which makes Feng Ran and He Yue, two men who don't know how to live on a daily basis, feel very worry-free.

The predecessor of the Commander's Mansion was the Prince's Mansion, before He Yue ascended the throne, he lived in the Prince's Mansion for five years, and knew that there was a garment workshop in the mansion, and the clothes dyed by the wind were basically sewn by the garment workshop in the palace except for the Kowloon uniform. The fabrics used in the garment workshop in this house are very luxurious, and most of them are tributes from He Yue, but according to the preferences of wind dyeing, the styles of the clothes are made exquisite, plain and simple. It's like the one worn by Feng He Xiangxiang, the whole body is complicated, the bells and whistles, the clothes are not as good as those in the garment workshop in the house, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a peacock with no background.

He Yue knew that Feng Dye felt that the fabric of a piece of clothing was the essence of the clothes, which was enough to reflect the background and identity of the wearer, so the clothes and materials used by Feng Dye were extremely luxurious. At the same time, Feng Dye also feels that the simple style and plain pattern can better bring out the temperament of the wearer. After all, it is people who wear clothes, not clothes that wear people, and the bells and whistles and complicated and delicate patterns will dominate the guests.

He Yue was also a person who advocated luxury and flashiness back then, from head to toe, she was carefully groomed and dressed up, competing with other princes and clans. But after seeing the wind dye on the top of Dingshan, He Yue only felt that his eyes were bright, there were too many places where the wind dye could attract him, among which the plain and luxurious clothes set off the unruly and noble temperament of the wind dye. In contrast, He Yue deeply felt that he was a vulgar and vulgar child. The wind is like a phoenix, and he is a peacock. Therefore, coming down from Dingshan, He Yue changed his exaggerated style.

Now, when He Yue looked at the sound of the wind, she felt as if she had seen herself back then.

Feng He Xiangxiang replied cautiously: "Please also ask my father for guidance." ”

He Yue looked at the sound of the wind and He, suddenly felt tired, and didn't want to say anything, so she just said, "You learn more about how your father dresses...... Also, take off all the little toys you have hanging on your body and throw them away! If you go to the battlefield like this, do you still want to survive? Your father never wears ornaments on his body, it is refreshing and refreshing, you see that you hang these toys, it is not too heavy, not too tired, not too awkward?"

Feng He Xiangxiang hurriedly ripped off all the ornaments that could be torn off his body, put them in his pocket, and said in his mouth: "Father has taught me a lesson." ”

Looking at the sound of the wind that had become slightly refreshing, He Yue said: "In our house, it's not that we can't afford your use, but whether a person is worthy of the respect of others or not depends on the person's character and ability...... You can't even get out of the house, who did you learn from this habit? Also, who told you that what Xuan is the most famous ready-to-wear shop in the capital?"