Sure enough, when Concubine Shu said that she was full, Emperor Xuanwu and Empress Zhu, as well as several princes and princesses, all turned their heads to look at Jiang Xinyue, who had already stuffed half of the chicken leg into her mouth.

The difference between people is really great.

Jiang Xinyue moved Sven and looked elegant, but in fact, she quickly finished eating a chicken leg, then blushed, and smiled embarrassedly: "Sister Shufei doesn't have a heavy appetite, but I can't, I like to eat the most." ”

In the hearts of the people outside the palace, whether it is the emperor or the concubine who came out of the palace, they are all masters, and someone replied to her: "The lady concubine is excellent, Zhen Niangniang is also excellent, it is a blessing to be able to eat, Zhen Niangniang is a blessing." ”

Concubine Niangniang and Zhen Niangniang, relatives are separated.

The people at the table also echoed, Jiang Xinyue didn't take it seriously, if she wasn't favored today, she would be greeted by teasing and ridicule.

Emperor Xuanwu glanced at her dotingly: "Don't praise her, she can't boast about it, who will reason with you when you are poor for a while?" ”

"The Emperor~"

Jiang Xinyue ate another big bite of rice with disgust, dissatisfied with the emperor teasing herself in public, and her indignant expression was really no different from that of an innocent child.

"Look, it's hard to say."

At the courtier's table, Honglu Siqing poured Jiang Shaoqing a glass of wine, and motioned to the emperor's table: "Zhen Zhaoyi has been in the palace for more than half a year, and she has been advancing all the way from a talented person, and the promotion speed is comparable to that of the sky, Brother Jiang will soar in the future, don't forget our old guys!" ”

The officials of Honglu Temple raised their glasses one after another, and their attitudes were much more attentive than before.

Jiang Shaoqing shook his head modestly: "Don't dare, don't dare, it's all adults who promote the lower officials, and the lower officials have today, and I make progress together with all my colleagues...... Progress together. ”

Before then, all the processes of spring ploughing have ended, Jiang Xinyue sighed that it was fortunately not summer ploughing, otherwise those of them who had never suffered such hardships as physical strength would probably faint from heat stroke.

When I returned to the palace, there were not as many people on the street as there were when I left the palace, after all, each family also had its own things to do, and it was impossible to just watch the excitement for a day.

"Auntie...... Look, Auntie, Father is there! Right in front of Big Sister's carriage. ”

Aunt Ruan was wearing a hat on her head, and was supported forward by Jiang Junze and Jiang Xinyan, and the people around her were not too crowded, and when she saw that the group was richly dressed, she made way for them.

Jiang Xinyue opened the window leaf with a heart, and saw Aunt Ruan's beautiful face at a glance that would haunt her when she saw it.

She finally understood that the top beauty of the original body was indeed eight points like the biological mother of the original body, and she thought that the cheap father had taken a fancy to this appearance, so he ignored the eyes of others and begged the Marquis of Ruyang to reward him with the lowly dancing girl as a concubine.

You must know that the Great Yan Dynasty has a clear hierarchy, the official is the official, the people are the people, and the people are also divided into untouchables and good people.

Although it is very common for singers and dancers to be concubines nowadays, more than ten years ago, it was a very worthless thing, and literati and writers even spurned it.

Jiang Xinyue had to sigh once again that Cheap Dad's vision was far-reaching and far-sighted.

When she saw Aunt Ruan, she knew that her face was nine points like her biological mother, and only one point was like a cheap father.

"Sister Yue's ......"

Aunt Ruan had tears in her eyes and waved at her, Jiang Xinyue also responded enthusiastically, with a smile on her face, telling Aunt Ruan with her state that she didn't have to worry about her, she was doing very well in the palace.

Empress Zhu and Emperor Xuanwu took the dragon chariot carried by sixteen people, and the dragon chariot in the open air only had a bead curtain to hang, which was to facilitate the people to admire the emperor's dragon face.

"That's Zhen Zhaoyi's younger sibling, right?"

Because the dragon chariot was very tall and her vision was not blocked, Queen Zhu turned her head and saw Jiang Xinyue who was sticking her head out of the carriage behind.

Looking at the eye-catching mother and son in the crowd, she pointed out to the emperor: "Jiang Shaoqing's children are all good-looking. ”

Emperor Xuanwu glanced over there, and was clear about the queen's calculations, and was a little bored for no reason: "Fang Cai Zhen Zhaoyi saved you." ”

Empress Zhu was choked by him for a moment: "The emperor misunderstands a lot about his concubines, and the concubines don't mean anything, just sigh." ”

The emperor nodded with a cold face, seemingly accepting her explanation, as for whether she really didn't mean anything else, only she knew.

No matter how good-looking Zhen Zhaoyi's sister is, he won't have any side thoughts, he always treats Zhen Zhaoyi with a little affection, and he doesn't want to see her sad.

Since ancient times, sisters have competed, which one can end well?

Think about it, if he is Zhen Zhaoyi, he will definitely not want his sister to compete with him for the same husband.

Entering the palace gate, the majestic vermilion gate blocked any visiting, and Jiang Xinyue walked out of the carriage with the support of frost.

Emperor Xuanwu held Concubine Shu in one hand and said to Jiang Xinyue: "Zhen Zhaoyi will go back to the palace to rest first, and I will accompany you later." ”

It means that tonight the Hexi Palace is in charge of the lamp.

Jiang Xinyue bowed down obediently: "Yes, the concubine retired." ”

Empress Zhu looked at the backs of the emperor and the concubine, her dark eyes showed a little displeasure, she flicked her sleeves, sat down and turned around and returned to Yikun Palace.

While taking a bath, Jiang Xinyue analyzed the current forces of the harem, which can probably be divided into four factions.

One faction is Concubine De and Concubine Liang including Empress Zhu, the other is Jin Zhaoyi and Zhang Wanyi and others including Concubine Li, the other is Concubine Rong and Concubine Rong of the Empress Dowager, and finally there is a faction like Jiang Xinyue, who is attached to a high-ranking master on the surface, but in fact they are independent, taking the capture of the emperor as their own responsibility, and do not belong to any faction.

The emperor seems to be the only one who favors Concubine Li, but in fact, the person in his heart is Concubine Shu, and he can only say that Jiang Xinyue has a sense of freshness and a little bit of liking, and maybe there is a suspicion of setting her up as a shield for Concubine Shu.

Concubine Shu's behavior at the dinner table today may be deliberate, trying to make her ugly.

Although Concubine Shu had released kindness to her before, the hearts of the harem were unpredictable, one moment they were still sisters, and the next moment they might face each other with swords.

And there is an ambitious Queen Mother behind Concubine Shu, and she must use the greatest malice to speculate on Concubine Shu's behavior.

"The emperor has arrived—"

"The concubines ask the emperor for peace, long live the emperor, long live long live."

Jiang Xinyue was dressed in a white flag dress embroidered with relief patterns, her hair was scattered, and she said witty words slimly.

Emperor Xuanwu helped her up: "Long live I, can't I be white-headed with my concubine?" ”

Jiang Xinyue raised his head from his arms, his original height was only to the chest of Emperor Xuanwu, and it had grown to his chin in half a year, which gave the emperor a sense of accomplishment that he had cultivated a concubine for himself.

"This is the concubine's sincere words, don't be joking."