Concubine Shu didn't speak, but only let Yun Zhao open it and take a look.

Song Yunzhao picked up the notebook and opened it, looked down and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then looked up at Concubine Shu, "Where did you come from?" ”

Concubine Shu sneered, "Why didn't the Wenxin Marquis Mansion hand it over to you?" ”

Song Yunzhao shook his head, "The Song family has only been knighted for less than a year, how can I know this." ”

Concubine Shu was a little embarrassed when she heard Song Yunzhao's words, and coughed lightly and said, "I don't mean to show off, I just want to come to give you a wake-up." ”

Song Yunzhao also smiled, "I really didn't expect that there would be so many show girls from various families in the capital this year." ”

What was sent to the palace before was the roster of show girls from all over Beijing, and now this one is the list of official eunuchs in Beijing.

You don't have to care about the previous one, but this one is different, heavy and weighty.

On this roster, she saw An Shutong's name.

Concubine Shu looked at Song Yunzhao, "At the first birthday banquet of the eldest prince, the ladies of each family should take the opportunity to bring their children into the palace." ”

Song Yunzhao: ......

Concubine Shu looked away and didn't look at Song Yunzhao's face.

She just kindly reminded her, but she didn't mean to read the joke.

"Thank you, Sister Shu, for mentioning it." Song Yunzhao almost gritted his teeth and said.

Concubine Shu immediately got up, "No thanks, isn't our friendship worth this booklet, you have a good rest, I'll go first." ”

The soles of Concubine Shu's shoes were smeared with oil, and Song Yunzhao held her forehead and cried and laughed.

It seems that there are a lot of people staring at herself, otherwise Concubine Shu would not have made this booklet to remind her.

Although it's a bit of a joke about her, it's still mostly good-intentioned.

Song Yunzhao let out a long sigh, what could she do?

The draft is not a national event that she can control, and she can't do it if she says no.

Feng Yi can't do it now.

Recently, because of the spring ploughing, Feng Yi was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, and the two hadn't seen each other for a few days.

Song Yunzhao called Zhang Maoquan over.

Now that Zhang Maoquan is officially on an errand in Yaohua Palace, when he saw Concubine Ming, he immediately stepped forward to salute, "Master, what do you command?" ”

"You go ahead and ask the emperor if he can be free tonight." Song Yunzhao said.

"Yes." Zhang Maoquan should come down and walk forward.

Xu Sixi saw that he was yin and yang, but Zhang Maoquan ignored him, and the two of them didn't deal with each other, so they went directly to Meng Jiuchang and stomped Xu Sixi angrily.

See how long you can be proud, and when the newcomer enters the palace, Concubine Ming doesn't know if she can have the last laugh. When the time comes, there will be Zhang Maoquan who is good-looking.

Zhang Mao didn't look back, he knew that Xu Sixi didn't hold back any good fart, and when he saw Meng Jiuchang, he said it.

Meng Jiuchang had just come back from the decree, so he had to take a breath, and after listening to Zhang Maoquan's words, he frowned and said, "The emperor is not happy at this time, you wait, I'll go in and ask." ”

Zhang Maoquan went to Yaohua Palace to officially work on an errand, and this Taiji Hall was not something he could enter if he wanted to, so he could only wait outside.

Feng Yi in the hall was furious, Lu Shiqi stood aside with his head down, the left and right sides kept their mouths shut, there were a few people kneeling in the hall, Meng Jiuchang didn't dare to step forward for a while while looking at this posture, just waiting for the opportunity on the side.

After Feng Yi finished sending a fire, he looked at Meng Jiuchang shrinking his neck, and asked him, "What's the matter?" ”

Meng Jiuchang hurriedly took a few steps forward, bent down and bowed his head and replied, "Concubine Ming asked Zhang Maoquan to come over." ”

Feng Yi's face softened, "What did Zhang Maoquan say?" ”

"Zhang Maoquan said that Concubine Ming asked the emperor if he was free at night." After Meng Jiuchang finished speaking, he lowered his head.

Feng Yi was stunned, this was the first time Yun Zhao had asked this in the past month, he looked at Meng Jiuchang and said, "You go and reply, I will come later." ”

Meng Jiuchang knew that even if it thundered and rained in the previous dynasty, Concubine Ming would say a word, and the emperor would have to run to Yaohua Palace.

The right minister did not squint, the left minister frowned slightly, Lu Shiqi hung his head and said nothing, and the several ministers kneeling on the ground breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Yi threw the fold in front of several people, "Rewrite a copy." ”

"Yes, Wechen obeys." Several people hurriedly kowtowed, took their folds, and bent down to retreat.

A few years ago, the battle of the Northern Underworld also had a result, and Da Chu won a small victory and drove the Northern Underworld back to the station.

Ji Yunting, Chu Donghui, Qin Shu'an and others have all made meritorious contributions, and not long after the New Year, they have broken bullets to impeach them for all kinds of rights and wrongs during the war.

Feng Yi's own seedlings here haven't been raised yet, and someone wants to destroy them, how can he not be angry?

The right minister failed to get a piece of the pie this time, and this time he was summoned to see the jokes of the left minister, Ji Yunting went out with the army this time, and as the son of the left minister, he was naturally very eye-catching, and it was not surprising that he was targeted.

If no one dared to fight directly with the left minister before, but as the emperor's control of the court became heavier and heavier, as the prime minister, the right minister gradually felt the difficulty in the court.

If the emperor suppresses them, he will naturally support others, but there are so many courtiers in this court, each with their own thoughts, so they will naturally take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

The right phase walked out of the Taiji Hall, slowly walked beside the left phase, and walked forward step by step with his hands behind his back.

Zuo Xiang didn't speak with a calm face, but his steps were a little heavy.

He is getting older, and the emperor is reusing newcomers, obviously with the intention of promoting, and they are old guys, I'm afraid they will have to give way.

And that's just the beginning.

"Old man, let's go for a drink?" Out of the palace, the left minister looked at the right minister and invited each other.

The right minister shook his head, "Don't do it at this time, let's talk about it later." ”

Ji Yunting is now a hot charcoal, whoever touches him is hot, he still avoids it.

The right minister strode away, and the left minister got into the carriage back home with a calm face.

**

Feng Yi went to Yaohua Palace at night, Yun Zhao just took Feng Zhen to dinner, and the two of them were playing a small game on the couch, when they heard the footsteps and turned around, they saw Feng Yi open the curtain and walked in.

She got up and wanted to salute, but she didn't know that Feng Yi stood up when she saw her father grabbing her little buttocks, and walked towards Feng Yi.

Song Yunzhao was so frightened that his face turned white, this was on the couch, and he hurriedly reached out to hug his son, Feng Yi was faster than her, and picked up his son and hugged him into his arms.

Feng Zhen didn't know that he almost fell, but he was picked up by his father and smiled happily, babbling and calling his father who didn't know very well.

Song Yunzhao's heart was pounding, and it took a while to ease up after sitting down, Feng Yi had already reprimanded Feng Zhen, Feng Xun didn't understand, but he understood that his father was angry, and he turned his head and stretched out his arm to ask his mother to hug him.

This ghost is clever.

Yun Zhao stretched out his hand to hug him, but Feng Yi took her into his arms with her.

Song Yunzhao didn't move, but reached out and hugged Feng Yi's waist.

Feng Yi looked down at her, but Song Yunzhao didn't look up.

Feng Zhen threw himself into the arms of his mother, and shouted in his mouth, "Hug, hug ......"

Song Yunzhao couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to hug his son.

Feng Yi's mood also improved suddenly, and the dark clouds that pressed on his heart slowly dispersed.

Have a great weekend, little cuties.

(End of chapter)