Chapter 121: Female Officer

Hmph, it's so obscene, I don't think it's the emperor or the concubine, it should be the head of other halls to rob the God of Wealth, Aunt Chun thought that this Xiaoju was assigned to the night sleep division, and her heart was inexplicably happy, and she was a little unpretentious about Xiaoju.

The palace maids in the same room saw Aunt Chun's attitude, and they were very good at holding stinky feet, but they just ignored Xiaoju, and now they began to bully her together.

The sprinkling and sweeping of the courtyard that was done together was thrown to Xiao Ju alone, and she drank and scolded her from time to time, asking her to serve tea and pour water, Xiao Ju endured it, and only returned to work under Aunt Liu.

The situation turned too fast, and when the little eunuch in charge of monitoring reported to Feng Shun, Xiaoju had been enslaved for several days, and the show girls had also ended the last round of selection, with a total of two talents and two beauties, and they would share a room with Zhao Zhi in the near future.

Just when the show girls thought that the dust had settled, a holy decree appointed the show girl Xiaoju as the female official of Chaoyang Palace and received the fifth rank.

Chaoyang Palace, Zhao Zhi's dormitory!

As soon as the holy decree came out, the Empress Dowager immediately knew that she was ignored by this grandson, from beginning to end, he was the little daughter who had been staring at the family at all, and he actually played scheming with his grandmother.

As soon as she became the emperor's close attendant, Xiaoju was immediately worth a hundred times, and many show girls regretted it, and the two palace concubines and the talented and beautiful people rewarded one after another, and the meaning of flattery was self-evident.

Zhao Zhi was dressed in a new bright yellow dragon robe, wearing a golden crown of dragon play beads, looked in the mirror again and again, and asked Feng Shun: "Is my dress still appropriate?" ”

Feng Shun nodded weakly, and said in his heart, Ancestor, you asked me eighteen times in one morning, but you are a new female official, and I have never seen you so solemn, then again, the emperor seems to have forgotten about the matter of almost letting the family go to the night bed?

Zhao Zhi took a big step in the hall, walked back and forth hundreds of times, and said anxiously: "Why haven't you come yet, is there such a long way from Chaoyang Palace to Chuxiu Palace?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Feng Shun, who was waiting outside the door under his instructions, ran over and ran up: "Coming, coming......"

Zhao Zhi raised his eyebrows, strode out of the meteor, and when he arrived at the door, the palace people knelt on the ground, Xiaoju had just come out of the sedan chair, and he also bowed when he saw him, Zhao Zhi's heart was full of joy, and the chick was still expressionless.

He forced himself to suppress his excitement and sent him back. Feng Shun accepted the family's money and reluctantly withdrew, saying in his heart, the little ancestor should not be so anxious, otherwise he would not only call the eighth daughter of the family to be a female official.

Seeing that there was no one around, Zhao Zhi approached Xiaoju, Xiaoju looked at him directly, and said in his heart, what stupid thing is this fool going to do again.

Zhao Zhi smiled and said in a low voice: "Can you call me a fool again?" ”

Sure enough, it was a fool, Xiao Ju glanced at him coldly, and said disdainfully: "Fool." ”

Zhao Zhixi turned over a few times, he looked at Xiaoju and begged, "Call a few more." "Xiao Ju said in her heart, are you as stupid as you are? But he turned his face away and ignored him.

That night, something was wrong with Zhao Zhipin, his legs were tightly clamped together, he bowed and jumped, and shouted: "What about the night pot? Grandpa Feng, where is my night pot? ”

A cold voice came: "The slave and maid have offered to go and clean." Zhao Zhi followed the voice and looked at it, and saw Xiaoju hanging her head, looking very respectful, only to feel weak, and she had nowhere to go, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you go out first." ”

Xiao Ju was blessed, turned around, walked out slowly, and hummed a little song idly: "Shhhh

The next day, Xiaoju was assigned to be in charge of Zhao Zhi's meal, and she specially asked Zhao Zhi: "Does Your Majesty have any requirements?" Zhao Zhi said with a hippie smile: "Whatever you like to eat, I like to eat." ”

Xiao Ju looked at him for a long time, until his fair face flushed, and Fang said, "Okay." ”

Breakfast, rose mille-feuille cake, eight-treasure porridge;

Sweet lotus root in afternoon honey sauce, osmanthus yam, red bean glutinous rice;

At night, pull the sweet potato, longan red date soup, and the sesame seeds are thick and mushy.

For three consecutive days, Zhao Zhitian's mouth was bitter, he called Feng Shun, and commanded weakly: "It's better to ask her to manage the Imperial Clothes Division." After that, thinking of his nausea from eating sweets in the past few days, Xiaoju must have been tired, and couldn't help but feel a little selfish, and instructed: "Call her to serve me at night." ”

Xiaoju looked at the dragon robes piled up in the three rooms and was stunned, one by one, as if she had not worn them at all, and the palace maid on the side explained: "The emperor is very selective about clothes, sometimes the sleeves are slightly shorter or the hem is longer, and sometimes he temporarily changes his mind when he takes it out, and he has to try many sets to be satisfied." ”

Xiaoju pouted, no one who opened a tailor shop in his house was as good as him, and he made a few sets of new clothes every year when the seasons changed.

At night, Xiaoju helped Zhao Zhi take off his outer robe, and Zhao Zhi, who was only wearing his underwear, was extremely excited, jumping up and down on the dragon bed and refusing to go to bed, shouting: "Do you talk, do you talk." ”

Xiao Ju was sleepy, looked at him blankly, and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Zhao Zhi sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes shining and said, "Tell a story." ”

Xiaoju looked at him straightly, and said flatly: "Once upon a time, there was a family, and the father died, and the spirit was in the suburbs......"

Zhao Zhi suddenly felt chills all over his body, he rubbed the ground into the quilt, covered it tightly, and said: "Change it, this is not good." ”

Xiao Ju's sleepy eyes fought, and when she heard the words, she changed the story in a trance: "There is a family whose wife likes Mr. Shang's teacher...... The intestines are all over the ground, and it is miserable......"

Zhao Zhi shrank like a cold wind, and he said in a trembling voice: "You, you go to sleep, I, I, here, I don't need you to serve." ”

Xiaoju lifted Zhao Zhi's quilt, leaned closer and asked, "Don't you need slaves to serve?" ”

Zhao Zhi raised his eyes and looked over, just when he saw Xiaoju's eyes rolled up, revealing white eyes, he snorted, nodded again and again, but he was speechless in horror.

On the second day, it was a happy day chosen, and Zhao Zhi wanted to have a round room with the new beauty. Xiaoju served him to change into a red robe, and while putting it on him, she said: "This dress was not red, there was an embroidery girl, who worked day and night, tired and vomited blood, and dyed the clothes red little by little, and finally the supervisor knew that she was afraid of affecting her family, so she hanged herself with this dress." ”

Speaking of this, she raised her head, saw Zhao Zhi staring straight at her, and said calmly: "Take off your clothes, I won't go anywhere." ”

After this day, Zhao Zhi no longer dared to arrange Xiaoju to do things, and only asked her to follow her every day, which was a lot more worry-free.

Since Xiaoju entered the palace, Zhao Zhi has cultivated himself and never pampered the palace concubine again, only went to the queen on the fifteenth day of the month to respond to the scene, and left after sitting for a while.

The palace concubines inquired about what was going on, and Feng Shun gritted his teeth and didn't let go. At this time, the legend of the new female official of Chaoyang Palace began to sweep the palace, and it was rumored that the emperor, who had never been bedridden, now got up obediently and went to court on time every day;

The emperor, who is picky about food and drink, has been much more regular recently, and he is no longer as often embarrassed as before......

The palace concubines began to walk the way of Xiaoju, some whispered privately, and some invited directly, Xiaoju was unbearable.

These days are inseparable from Zhao Zhi, his hand-held Xiaokai has learned ten out of ten, she simply wrote a few notes: I am busy with state affairs today, I have no time to visit my concubine, I miss it every day, I have never forgotten for a moment, after a while, I will definitely enjoy the bright moon with my concubine, and I will love your governance.

But whenever a palace concubine came to inquire about Zhao Zhi's news or asked her to say something good, they all sent Zhang notes out, but it made the hearts of those palace concubines bloom and stopped for a long time.

Zhao Zhi's government has been busy for two months, and the palace concubines feel that something is not quite right, they haven't heard of any floods and droughts, and they haven't heard that Northern Chu has called again, what is the busy government of this court?

They came to Xiaoju here to listen to the tone, and Xiaoju simply made a ruthless ticket: Tonight, the pavilion in the southwest corner of the Imperial Garden, the concubine, and I will not be separated.

This time, each palace concubine is guaranteed to have one, and the difference is only in the different places of appointment.

The next day, the Tai Hospital was summoned by the palace and empty, and all the Tai Doctors were invited, even if this was still in short supply, some beauties with low status had to go the next day.

All the palace concubines collectively felt cold, this incident was too big, the empress dowager personally asked, and Xu Qining, the only survivor, was busy consoling the concubines. Soon, the love letter written by Zhao Zhi was found from the palace concubine, and the empress dowager was furious and called Sun to scold him for a face, he really played too much this time.

Zhao Zhi was confused, but those palace concubines said that it was from his palace maid Xiaoju girl, his cronies Xiaoju knew it all over the world, and there was no argument against it, not to mention that if he denied it to the end, wouldn't he want to push Xiaoju into the abyss with his own hands? He closed his lips tightly and let his grandmother scold him for a bloody, faintly suspecting that everything was done by Xiaoju, but he couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it.

Zhao Zhi's upper study, since he was called away by the Empress Dowager, half a day has passed, Xiaoju bored picked up the table and flipped through it:

Old General Duan passed away, and he implored Yan Lingyun to be promoted to general. - Quasi-recital;

The minister was old and frail, and he was unable to do anything, so he resigned from the position of the left minister, told the old man to return to his hometown, and asked Xu Qiyuan to serve as the left minister. - Quasi-recital.

The minister is sparse and shallow, so he resigned from the post of wife Fu. - Renegotiate as appropriate.

Xiaoju was stunned and in a daze, they, they are on the rise, sisters, what will be their reaction? I was thinking about it, but I didn't notice that Zhao Zhi had already turned around.