Wanfu gathered her mind and lazily threw the notebook to Qiu Chi, "Tell the Internal Affairs Office that the palace is tired of reading these notebooks, and the palace wants something fresh." ”

"Fresh?" Autumn Pond is suspicious.

Although the emperor did not come to the Golden Jubilee Pavilion for a long time, the Internal Affairs Office did not dare to slack off at all, and as long as there was a new script in Beijing, the Internal Affairs Office would send it diligently, and naturally they all carried extremely interesting gifts. What is the freshness that the master wants?

Wanfu beckoned, asked Qiu Chi to come over, whispered a few words in her ear, Qiu Chi listened, her eyes widened, her cheeks were slightly red, and she was shy and timid, "Lord...... Master, if the emperor knows about this......"

"What are you afraid of, go!" Wanfu pushed her, Qiu Chi turned around in three steps, and seeing that the master had no intention of changing his mind, he went to the Internal Affairs Office with a hard head.

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The things sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to each palace have entries, which must go through the hands of the central palace, and at the end of the month, the emperor will look at the account books of each palace, and rarely ask in person. The words of the Golden Jubilee Pavilion were rare and only after the emperor nodded and ordered them to be sent to the noble concubines.

After listening to the new notebook asked for by the noble concubines, the internal affairs office was so shocked that their jaws almost fell to the ground, and they considered it again and again, but they could not come up with an idea, so they had to ask the emperor for instructions.

When Chen Dehai saw someone from the Internal Affairs Office coming, he thought that he wanted to check the account books for the emperor. Since three years ago, the emperor alienated the empress mother, and after the empress had checked the account books of the Central Palace, she handed them over to the emperor for inspection by the Internal Affairs Office. He thought about it carefully, today is not the end of the month, why did the Internal Affairs Office come in advance.

Thinking about it, when the person went up the ninth-level white marble steps, Chen Dehai greeted him with a smile, "It's not the end of the month yet, why did Manager Li come over today?" ”

After all, in this palace, who doesn't want to befriend the people in front of the emperor, the emperor will have a blue eye.

At this time, Mr. Li was embarrassed, thinking of the emperor's explanation, he didn't dare to ask for it, so he hurriedly came to ask, so he told Chen Dehai about the Golden Jubilee Pavilion.

After hearing this, Chen Dehai also looked sluggish, and his eyes were about to fall out, "Ling...... Do you want to see this? ”

"yes." Manager Li had a bitter face, "Concubine Ling pointed at it, but I don't know what the emperor thinks, let's be slaves, this kind of thing can't be done well, it makes the emperor angry, this head is creaking, and it must not fall to the ground!" ”

Chen Dehai stroked his frightened heart, pondered for a while, and waved his hand, "Cheng, I'll pass it on for you." ”

When Mr. Li heard this, the big stone in his heart fell to the ground. Chen Dehai is the great eunuch who serves in front of the emperor, and he has some understanding of the Sacred Heart. Since he promised him to pass the word, presumably the emperor would not be angry with him because of this.

Manager Li really thought right about this, he didn't serve in front of the emperor, so he naturally didn't understand the emperor's thoughts. Chen Dehai is different, he brings tea and water to the emperor every day, not only knows how many folds the emperor reads every day, but also what the emperor says every day, and the tea he has drunk, he will pay attention to it and keep it in his heart. This is also the reason why he was able to follow the emperor and serve in front of the emperor for so many years. If you change someone else, you may not be able to do it.

But Chen Dehai is still not sure what the emperor's face would be if he knew that Concubine Ling wanted to read the book. This trick of Ling Guifei ...... It's really hard to put into words.

"Your Majesty, General Manager Li of the Internal Affairs Office should ask the Emperor about the Golden Jubilee Pavilion."

Li Xuanyin was sitting behind the imperial case and looking at the newly submitted regulations on political performance, and glanced at him when he heard the words, "What's the matter?" ”

Chen Dehai swallowed his saliva, his head was about to sink into the cracks of the gold bricks, and he said stubbornly: "Master Ling said that he was tired of watching those talented and beautiful people, and he wanted to have some new fun." ”

"What's the new fun?" Li Xuanyin guessed that the woman was going to play tricks again, but he didn't take it to heart. He can't get used to her all the time, but he wants to see how long she can hold on if he doesn't see her. Wait for a long time, don't cry and come to Qiankun Palace to beg.

Chen Dehai swallowed his saliva, and his voice went down, "Master Ling said, don't look at one talented man and one beautiful woman, but look at ten talented people and one beautiful woman, and ...... You don't have to stick to ten, talent...... The more talents, the better, but there can only be one ......"

Suddenly, there was a dead silence in the hall, and then only a violent anger was heard.

"Bastard!" The twists and turns on the case slashed down on his head, smashing his hat crooked and crooked, covering half of his face, and he trembled and lifted his hat up, crying and begging, "Your Majesty, stop your anger!" The emperor is angry! ”

I thought to myself, this is what Master Ling has pointed out by his name, but it is none of his business. The emperor was angry with the noble concubines, but the noble concubines took the edge of the sword, and actually used these unexpected small means to make the emperor angry and not mention, but he heard that the concubines were eating and drinking well in the Golden Jubilee Pavilion for half a month, how could they be half sad. In addition to receiving a little bit of nobles, life is very comfortable.

He couldn't help but think, why does the emperor bother, Concubine Ling has to listen to the emperor to put it bluntly, the emperor directly punished people, isn't it better to be angry, just treat it coldly like this, Concubine Ling has nothing to do, and in the end he is the only one who suffers.

Chen Dehai was grieving and complaining in his heart, and Yu Guang saw that the emperor's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, and suddenly lowered his head and pretended to be dead, and heard a cold voice from above:

The Ministry of Internal Affairs did not allow her to send them, and the notebooks that were sent to her before were also broken. As a harem concubine, what kind of system does it become to read these bastards' idle books all day long! ”

"Move those six volumes of Guzhi to the Golden Jubilee Pavilion, isn't she idle, let her copy them, copy sixty pages a day and send them to me! I can't finish copying the order, and the imperial dining room is not allowed to send her dinner! ”

Chen Dehai dared to reply, he was too busy to respond, so he hurriedly withdrew from the main hall, as soon as he closed the door, he heard a "pop" in the hall of a porcelain breaking sound, which shook his eardrums, he was so frightened that his hands trembled, and he didn't dare to go in to clean up at this time.

I couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on my forehead, and sighed in my heart, I was able to quietly make the emperor angry like this, and the noble concubine was really a wonderful person who was rare in a century.

Chapter 61

In the afternoon, Chen Dehai led people to carry six volumes of Guzhi into the Golden Jubilee Pavilion.

At that time, Wanfu was playing pipa music with a suit. No concubine in the harem would look down on this kind of thing that does not enter the stream.

Wanfu first learned the pipa because of her third aunt.

Although Yufu was a merchant, his grandfather liked poetry and books, and greatly respected the literati. was so angry that his grandfather ordered the little maid to take the third uncle to the ancestral hall and beat him thirty times. He scolded the third uncle for not being honest, raising the outer room before marrying a wife, and ruining the doorway, and the third uncle was silent, and endured the thirty lashes for life, but would rather die than send the outer room away.

A few months later, when he heard that the outer room was pregnant, and the third uncle stayed outside for three days, my grandfather was furious, and the third uncle was almost expelled from the Yu family.

Later, the outer room gave birth to a son and a daughter, and the third uncle was very happy, and began to run in two places for three days, and from time to time he carried the child to his grandfather, and over time, the grandfather finally approved of this family affair and allowed the outer room to enter the door.

Wanfu has the impression that her third aunt is the most gentle girl she has ever seen, with a tonal rhythm, good at pipa, and praises her for having a talent for playing the pipa at a young age. A-Niang had a lot of contacts with her third aunt, and slowly, Wanfu followed and learned the pipa. As the third aunt said, although she did not know anything about the poetry books of the female red, she was indeed very talented in the rhythm of tea painting.

"Slave, please concubine Ling."

Chen Dehai entered the door, Wan Fu raised her eyes, glanced at the thick six-volume Guzhi behind her, and frowned, "Grandpa Chen, ...... this?" ”

The six volumes of Guzhi were really conspicuous, and as soon as Wanfu saw it, she felt a sore wrist.

Chen Dehai said with a smile: "The emperor has instructed that the master should not go to the Internal Affairs Office to get a notebook to read in the future, and if the master is idle and bored, he should copy 60 pages of ancient governance every day, and the servants will send them to the emperor and present them to the emperor." ”

Wanfu spit out the tea in her mouth violently, she ignored her gaffe, her eyes widened in shock, and she looked at Chen Dehai, "How much does the emperor want me to copy every day?" ”

Chen Dehai counted them with his hand, "The emperor also instructed that if the master could not finish copying, he was not allowed to go to the imperial dining room to get dinner." ”

It's crazy!

Wan Fupi clenched her handkerchief with a smile, "Isn't Gonggong Chen deceiving me, is it really the emperor's own order?" ”

"Ouch master, how dare the slave dare to lie to you!" Chen Dehai smiled bitterly, and slandered in his heart, if you had gone to the Qiankun Palace to confess your mistake to the emperor earlier, why did you have to copy these 60 pages, but you are all against the bones, and I don't know what you think.

Wanfu bit her lip hatefully, "Come on, copy it." ”

Her beautiful eyes circled around the little eunuch holding Gu Zhi behind her, and her eyes rolled, "It's just that there is no book to pass the time every day, and this only fun is gone." If you break the book, it is better to arrange a few handsome little eunuchs to go to the Jinxi Pavilion, and let me nourish my eyes when copying the ancient rule, so as not to be boring. ”

The little eunuch holding Gu Zhi in the back looked at each other, trembled with fright, trembled, and knelt down.

Chen Dehai was afraid that the emperor would hear this rebellious remark, and he almost cried, "Ancestor Ling, don't toss." Don't you know what the emperor is thinking! If the minion passes on this sentence, it will be the minion's head that falls on the ground! ”

Wanfu lowered her head and plucked the strings of the pipa again, and the girl's face was still full of indifference.

"Qiuchi, send Grandpa Chen out."

Qiu Chi glanced at his master, pursed his lips, and blessed Chen Dehai, "Father-in-law Chen, please." ”

Chen Dehai didn't know which one of the concubines was singing, but he said all he said, because there were many women in the harem, and the emperor was greedy for new things, so he would be the ones who would be killed over time, and the concubines would not regret it.

Sent away the group of people in front of the emperor, and left a thick six-volume ancient rule on the case of the outer hall.

Qian Dai poured hot tea, looked at the master's expression of seriously plucking the strings, and lowered her voice, "Why did the master annoy the emperor like this?" ”

"Zheng ......" is a string sound, crisp and pleasant, like a warbler's cry.

Wanfu hooked her lips slightly, her face was as usual, "I calculated Princess Shunning, if the emperor is not angry enough, how can he spoil me as before?" ”

Qian Dai sighed and wrapped her cloak tightly for her master, "It's good that the master thinks clearly, the slave and maid are only afraid that the master will drill the tip of the horns and a dead end." ”

From love to worry, from love to fear.

The women in this harem, who are resentful and infatuated, have a few who end well. The master's favor is not only because the master is beautiful and intelligent, but more importantly, although the master is willful in front of the emperor, he never cares about resentment and makes the emperor feel comfortable. The girls of the harem can live a long time only if they live clearly.

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The next day, Kunning Palace

Concubine Zhao and Wen Xiurong, who had been on leave for a long time, seemed to have discussed it, and they all showed up.

As soon as the queen came in, she glanced at everyone, and also said meaningfully.

When the greetings dispersed, Wen Xiurong stopped Wanfu. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, but Wen Xiurong's face was not rusty, she held Wanfu's hand, "I haven't seen her for a long time, Sister Ling seems to be a lot haggard." ”

Wanfu touched her face, bent her eyes, and said indifferently: "Xu is Tian'er is too cold, there is no earth dragon in the Golden Jubilee Pavilion, and it is cold in the second half of the night." ”

After all, it has been a long time since the Holy Driver went to the Golden Jubilee Pavilion, the people are warm and cold, the world is hot and cold, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs has provided for it, but it is not as good as it was at the beginning.

Wen Xiurong walked with her and frowned slightly, "Sister Ling feels cold, why don't you move to Guanju Palace to stay with me for a few days." ”

Wanfu said casually, but when she saw Wen Xiurong taking it so seriously, her heart moved slightly, and she hated her, "I heard early that Princess Shunning is making trouble with you all day long, do you want to call me to play with your little girl, and go to hide by yourself?" ”

Wen Xiurong smiled, "Sister Ling, don't make fun of me." ”

……

After returning from the Kunning Palace, Wanfu began to resign herself to copying Guzhi. Who knew that the emperor was so stingy, she didn't write a word yesterday, Qiu Chi went to the imperial dining room, she really didn't get dinner, fortunately there were still pastries left over from noon, otherwise she really wanted to be hungry.

The most odious thing is that she can't finish copying, not only does she have no dinner by herself, but everyone in the Golden Jubilee Pavilion has to go hungry.

It's just disgusting.

Qiu Chi stood beside her and carefully polished the ink, for fear of disturbing the master, she rubbed her stomach and thought silently in her heart, whether she could have dinner tonight or not depends on the master.

On weekdays, Qiuchi is the most talkative, but today he is quietly serving on the sidelines, and the atmosphere is not out. Wanfu put down her pen, rubbed her sore wrist, glanced at her, and said deliberately: "I'm so tired, I won't copy it today, just be hungry if you're hungry." ”

Qiu Chi panicked for a moment, and was so anxious that he almost cried, "The master is in Qixiang Palace, but he can't do anything to copy 90 pages a day, but now the master is tired after only two pages, and the master has copied enough 10 pages, but if he can't, the slave and maid imitate the master's handwriting and help the master copy it." Qiu Chi pursed his mouth, "Master, slaves don't want to go hungry. ”

Wanfu laughed, and pointed the tip of her nose with the wolf, "Tease you, your master would rather be hungry himself, how can he bear to see the greedy little Qiuchi starving?" ”

"The master is teasing the slave again!" Qiu Chi was angry, wanted to laugh and helpless, she had also served a lot of masters, and she had never seen anything like this. In fact, she was very fortunate to be transferred to the Golden Jubilee Pavilion, even if the noble concubine was not favored, she was willing to stay here, she had never seen such a good master.

Wanfu finished copying, tidying up, and was about to hand it over to Pan Shui to send lunch, when her eyes suddenly moved, her lips bent, and she picked up the pen and dropped a line of small words in the corner of the last page of rice paper.

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It was almost dark, Chen Dehai looked at the hand-copied Guzhi sent by the Golden Jubilee Pavilion, sighed, and entered the palace gate.

"Your Majesty, the noble concubine of the Golden Jubilee Pavilion has sent today's copy."

Li Xuanyin is painting at the desk, it is a picture of a peach in winter, dotted with ink, elegant and meticulous, and with a few brushstrokes, it is fascinating.

The emperor's calligraphers and painters worship the Zhongshan people in Qizhongshan, inherit everyone, and are quite famous. In the past, the emperor would not have been interested in painting this peach. In the harem, there is also this peach tree. It is self-evident who made this painting.

Before the noble concubines entered the palace, the emperor did not like the peach blossoms and other vulgar flowers. However, I happened to see the peach blossoms blooming in the imperial garden, and praised the peach blossoms for being charming, which was quite similar to the noble concubine. On the second day, the Golden Jubilee Pavilion was moved into the peach trees that filled the courtyard.

Chen Dehai submitted the copy to the imperial case, and the emperor had every opportunity to take care of it, and the emperor would take a second look at these tattered copies of the noble concubines. He didn't mean to say this, the fact is that the word Ling Guifei is really sloppy and difficult to see.

The handwriting on the rice paper was flying and dancing, Li Xuanyin felt a headache just by scanning it, and she took it seriously when she copied the book for Concubine Zhao.

Li Xuanyin read page by page, and when he reached the last page, he caught a glimpse of a line of small characters at the bottom, and when he saw it clearly, he was almost laughed at angrily.

"Does she have something to bring to me?"

Chen Dehai looked at the emperor's changed face several times, and shook his head cautiously, "Master Ling didn't tell the servants to explain anything. ”

Li Xuanyin picked up the red pen, casually circled the typos in it, and after the ten pages were circled, almost every page turned red, and said lightly: "Fold it back to her, recopy each word five times, and give it to me before the hour." ”

Chen Dehai was surprised, "Your Majesty, it's dark this day......