Chapter 112

  The news that Xi Concubine was punished by the emperor for copying spread all over the harem in a blink of an eye.

  At the beginning, everyone gloated, and Concubine Xi also has today! just asked carefully, what did the emperor punish her for? Is it "The Female Commandment" or "The Palace Rules"? The little eunuch who talked back and forth said no: "The emperor punished Xi Concubine Niangniang for copying the Analects." ”

  This is confusing.

  Did the emperor annoy her, or did this also part of the imperial concubine's play?

  ……

  "Xue Ya, Gong Mei, don't look at it, come and help me copy two pages."

  "The master can't do it, it's not that the slave and maid are unwilling to help, it's the emperor who said that it must be done by you personally."

  Snow buds are difficult.

  "As soon as the door closes, even if we grind tofu here, he doesn't know."

  Yun Jiao picked up the pen and copied it for a while, and it was particularly difficult to write with the brush.

  No wonder the ancestors are concise and concise, if it is like the online text, 10,000 a day, turn-based battles are ten chapters on the water, and the wrist is the first to be scrapped. Xue Ya hurriedly said: "You have to go to the small kitchen to grind tofu and let the eunuch grind it, but the slave doesn't have the strength," she added: "Nothing in the palace can escape the emperor's eyes, only what the emperor doesn't want to know, and there is nothing that the emperor can't find, so the master should practice calligraphy." ”

  The palace people's reverence for imperial power is engraved in their bones.

  Yun Jiao collapsed into a cake in front of the desk.

  Gong Mei smiled and said: "The emperor can't see what is happening in the house, but the handwriting is very recognizable, and the mother writes well, and the slaves and Xue Ya can't imitate it." ”

  That's the truth.

  But Yun Jiao, like most office workers, looks like an adult on the outside, but on the inside is actually no different from a primary school student who doesn't want to go to school.

  Yun Jiao thought about it, and finally covered his lower abdomen and said, "You go to the imperial doctor to diagnose the pulse of peace." ”

  If you are pregnant, don't you have to punish copying!

  She was impressed by her ingenuity.

  Seeing the master's actions, Xue Ya thought of something, and then showed joy: "Okay, good, slave and maid will go!" ”

  Soon, Imperial Physician Zhang came to Xianfu Palace with a small medicine box and saluted her.

  "Hurry up, check my pulse, whether you are pregnant."

  Imperial Physician Zhang took the pulse seriously for a while, and solemnly said that not only was she not pregnant, but the water was coming soon.

  Yun Jiao didn't believe in evil, she rolled back twice and got the same answer.

  In fact, she wasn't sure if she could make the embryo out of nothing, so she gave up after only two attempts.

  She hissed: "Then you take the pulse again and see if there are any diseases that are not suitable for exertion?" As soon as I lift the pen I have a headache, my hands hurt, and I want to come out with Gong. ”

  Doctor Zhang heard that this symptom was the same lazy disease as the six-year-old child in his family who was reluctant to go to school.

  But this one in front of me is a concubine!

  So Doctor Zhang took it again with great caution, and came to the conclusion that Niangniang's body was the strongest person he had ever seen: "Niangniang is congenitally strong, and the wind and cold are not easy to invade the body, I am afraid that I have never been sick since I came out of the mother's womb, and I don't have to worry about it in the future, I want to be able to give birth safely if I am pregnant with a dragon heir in the future." ”

  He picked up some good things to say, but saw that Concubine Xi was depressed.

  Yun Jiao waved his hand: "Thank you, Imperial Doctor, you can go back." ”

  "Where is the mother, this is the duty of the minister."

  On the way back to the hospital, Doctor Zhang was stopped four times.

  Different eunuchs greeted him with a smile on their faces, stuffed a heavy purse into his pocket, and asked him about the physical condition of the one in the Xianfu Palace.

  "Father-in-law, what are you doing?"

  Imperial Doctor Zhang stretched out his hand to refuse, and said solemnly: "I am loyal to Concubine Xi's mother, and it is absolutely impossible for me to betray my mother!" ”

  At this time, the second purse was delivered.

  It's bigger than the previous one!

  Doctor Zhang: "I have medical ethics. ”

  When the third purse was delivered to his hand, he thought that there was nothing unspeakable about the pulse of Xi Concubine, so he said: "Xi Concubine Niangniang's pulse is stable, but I just asked if there is any pregnancy...... Is there any? It's a pity that there isn't. Alas, why did you force me to make the mistake that all doctors in the world would make! ”

  When he returned to the hospital, Imperial Doctor Zhang did not forget to send someone to Xianfu Palace to inform Concubine Xi of today's events.

  That's the long-term solution.

  And the errand brought back a piece of paper with four words written on it:

  "Split the account five or five times."

  ……

  The "Analects" is full of more than 16,000 words, and the emperor punished copying the book, so it must not be possible to cast a net for three days and fish for two days. In the past six days, the emperor has been deliberately not thinking about her, indulging in correcting excerpts, even if he sets foot in the harem, he only goes to sit in the high-ranking concubines like completing routine official duties, and when he goes to Qixiang Palace to see Concubine Jing's mother and son, he even deliberately avoids Yun Jiao's whereabouts.

  Only in matters that have nothing to do with her, he is the emperor.

  As soon as he got involved with her, he changed from the Son of Heaven back to a mortal.

  "Your Majesty, this is the Analects copied by Concubine Xi Niangniang. 》”

  "Take it and burn it."

  The emperor didn't even look at it, so he commanded.

  "Yes, the minion will go."

  Yinglu lowered his head and replied.

  The words on the fold in front of the desk seemed to be dancing, and every word could not be read in his eyes, and the emperor looked at it for a while, threw the scroll aside in annoyance, and shouted to welcome Lu.

  The chief eunuch hurriedly entered the threshold: "The slave asks the master to show me." ”

  "Will Concubine Xi get into trouble again?"

  "The palace has been quiet these days, but I haven't heard anything new about Concubine Xi, only one, six days ago she sent Dr. Zhang to check the pulse, it is said that she is suspected of being pregnant, and then she felt unwell, and finally found out that it was a false alarm."

  It is the duty of the concubine to spread the branches and leaves for the emperor's family, but the emperor can't imagine the scene of her being a mother. ]

  It turns out that in her heart, she also wants to have a child with him?

  He was silent, his slender fingers curled up slightly, and thousands of thoughts drifted through his heart:

  “…… Did the book copied by Concubine Xi burn clean? ”

  Yinglu belched: "The slave burned that kid for Qin Laicai, and the slave will go and take a look." ”

  He withdrew, Qin Laicai took the stack of paper by the brazier, and as soon as he saw Yinglu, he stepped forward: "Ancestor, but the emperor wants to go back?" ”

  "Vainly guessing the holy will, a few heads are enough for you to chop," Yinglu smacked him, caught a glimpse of the intact paper in his hand, and said lightly: "Bake the edge and then take it, be careful, don't burn the words of Concubine Xi Niangniang." ”

  If there were no traces of burning on the paper, then the traces of their unauthorized speculation of divine will would be too obvious.

  "It's still the ancestors who think about it!"

  Yinglu crossed the threshold and went back to his life.

  "Just now, a servant was careless, the brazier was extinguished, and it took some time to rekindle the fire, delaying the emperor's will, and fortunately preserving the mother's ink treasure."

  He offered it with both hands.

  "Her words can also be called Mobao? Lift her up too much. The Emperor scoffed.

  Even so, Yun Jiao writes well, and Chu Xiugong's written test was praised by him, but her mentality has changed, and her handwriting is not pleasing to the eye everywhere. The emperor deliberately picks thorns and wants to pick bones in eggs, but she writes very seriously. When he read it, he remembered the image of her copying in front of the case, and he actually missed her even more.

  In the past six days, not a single one has come to him.

  The emperor was angry.

  He called out again to greet him, and when he came in, he said:

  "Put it away and there can't be a little damage."

  (End of chapter)