The Job of an Imperial Concubine

"Why did Su Xiuyi say this?" Zhuang Luoyan smiled and looked at Su Xiuyi.

Su Xiuyi looked at those eyes, wondering if it was her illusion. Under the reflection of fireworks, there was an indescribable irony in these eyes.

The other concubines looked at the two very cooperatively. No matter who was unlucky, there was no harm to them.

"Just seeing that Zhao Xiuyi didn't want to eat, he asked a lot of words," Su Xiuyi put down the silver chopsticks in her hand, ignoring the irony in Zhuangluo's eyes, "It's impossible that I was wrong."

"Thank you for your sister's concern, but my sister has no appetite," Zhuang Luoyan replied faintly, turning to look at the emperor and the queen, seeing that they also looked in this direction.

Feng Jin opposed Zhuang Luoru's four eyes, and saw the unspeakable loneliness hidden under those calm eyes, withdrew his eyes, and slowly said: "Zhao Xiuyi's weak appetite will not be good. The chicken wire bird's nest was brought to Zhao Chongyi, and this thing nourished the stomach."

"Concubine Xie Emperor rewards." Zhuang Luoru got up and thanked.

Rou Fei sneered, and Su Xiuyi was really overwhelmed. At this time, Zhuangluo Rouge was flourishing. She wanted to make a stumbling on such a trivial matter, but it was just to embarrass herself.Squinting at the calm and princess Shu Gui, these two are really not like cousins, no wonder the status is different.

The pheasant bird's nest soup was simmered over a small fire. It was extremely troublesome to make the soup. Zhuangluo Rouge tasted it with a silver spoon. It was really delicious. If she remembered correctly, it was a very famous soup in the Han Dynasty. .

Seeing that Zhuang Luoru seemed to like this soup, Feng Jin smiled a little, and turned to the queen: "I knew that she had always been a good temperament, and now that she has a good food, her appetite will be better. ."

The queen said with a smile: "Zhao Xiuyi is good at food, and it is no wonder that the emperor specially gave him a small kitchen and a food grandma."

Feng Jin smiled and nodded, "She loves to eat, and I can't take her anyway. I can't let her come by and send a gourmet grandma to toss with her, and I can rest assured."

The speaker may have ulterior motives, but the listener must be awakened. The emperor clearly said to her that Zhao Xiuyi was dissatisfied with the food. Was she also warning her not to do anything?

This was the case with the concubine Shu at the beginning, and so is Zhao Xiuyi now. Does the emperor really like the woman who came out of the small family?Concubine Shu's good looks and good dancing also have a strong point. What is Zhuangluo rouge?

"There is no way for the emperor, but he is not willing," the queen still smiled. "Zhao Xiuyi also likes her concubine, no wonder the emperor prefers it."

Feng Jin took a sip of wine, looked at Zhuang Luoyan, who was buried in the soup, and smiled, "Yeah, I always can't bear the blame for this kind of character."

The queen's hand holding the chopsticks was tight, but the smile on her face remained the same.

"However, she was still childish," the emperor put down the glass. "Sister Gui is the one who likes me best. Derong women workers are rare in the harem."

I’m just afraid that Princess Sui is fine. The queen’s knuckles are slightly whitened. If Zhuangluo Ro makes her unhappy, then Princess Sui hates her heart. Unfortunately, no matter how many fresh women come from the harem, the emperor is the most It is this lady Shu who loves her.

Feifei Fei, Yan Guipin, Zhao Xiuyi, Ye Ronghua, these people are women whom the emperor loved or are spoiling, but they are nothing compared to Princess Gui.

"Shu Guifei is naturally rare." The queen answered dryly, and looked at the acrobats performing on stage. It seemed that the artists on the stage performed extremely interestingly, which made her involuntarily addicted.

There was a little smile on the corner of Shu Guifei's mouth with her head bowed down, and there was something inexplicably sweet in the middle.

After serving the porridge and serving the fruit plate, the Shang Food Bureau withdrew the dishes, and the rest was tasting tea and snacks to watch songs and dances. Until the arrival of the new year, the emperor announced some rewards.

Armed with Tang Pozi lazily watching the national performance, and then watching the emperor bless dishes and blessings to some useful ministers, and then reward the clansmen, it means quite a lot of red envelopes for the New Year.

"The purpose of the holy is that I have been on the throne for many years.

"Concubine Jinxian Concubine, Jiangxian Concubine Jingui, Zhao Xiuyi Jin Xianrong, Ye Ronghua Jin Debin, Kong Cairen Jin Wanyi..."

As the names are read out, some people are happy, some are lonely, and the most embarrassing is Yan Guibin.

The list of Jinfeng is not classified, so there is news from the province of the temple, and everyone who wants to be promoted to the harem is also clear. However, Yan Guibin, who was originally to be promoted, has no news at this time. I think it's a joke.

Zhuang Luoru also had some surprises. In the list she was originally looking at, Yan Guipeng was originally to be promoted to the title. Why didn't she have her name now?In this way, Yan Guibin's name was later erased. What did she do to avoid the emperor's taboo?

"This purpose should have been announced in the years to come, but I am happy today, and I announced it together. The specific matters are prepared by the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of the Middle School. The Jintian Superintendent will hold the Jinfeng Grand Ceremony." Feng Jin stood up and slightly Looking up, everyone knelt down and shouted three long lived.

Then there were the fireworks all over the sky, almost reflecting the entire capital.

Zhuang Luoru knelt on the ground, secretly looked up at the emperor who stood proudly, and instantly felt that his figure was taller, really... a domineering side leakage, a big monster with a strong waist and difficult to overcome.

The lively dinner was finally over, and everyone exited one after the other. The only thing that continued was the fireworks in the sky. Zhuang Luoyan sat on the slightly swaying steps, watching the fireworks flashing in the sky, and suddenly something cold fell on it. Face.

"Ma'am, it's snowing." Yun Xi looked up at the sky, and said to the eunuch who lifted up: "You be careful."

Now that Zhuang Luoyan is already a second-class virtue, he can call himself a palace to the people below, and the minions should be called a maiden, not a "master" who can be called a little.

"Well, this year's snow is not bad. The harvest next year is very good." Zhuang Luoyan blinked, and the snow falling in his eyes turned a little cold.

"Niangniang also knows this?" Tingzhu smiled and said, "There is a saying in the slave-maid's hometown called Mai Gai three-layer quilt.

Zhuang Luoyan smiled and said that this sentence is still a folk proverb in her elementary school textbooks. Now when I hear this sentence, I really have a sense of time passing through.

Can't help raising her head again. In the dark sky, the beauty and conspicuousness that fireworks couldn't tell, she sighed deeply, and the year passed.

On the first day of the first lunar month, the life woman prays, and the emperor stays in the emperor's Jingyang Palace.

On the second day of the first lunar month, the emperor stayed in the side hall of Linyuexuan.

On the third day of the first lunar month, the emperor gave a lot of precious jewellery to Zhen Cairen, and reprimanded Yan Guibin, who deliberately embarrassed the talent, and for a time Zhen Cairen flourished in the harem.

"This snow has finally stopped," Zhuang Luoyan held the hand of Ting Zhu and walked slowly on the cleaned bluestone road. Many flowers in the Royal Garden had lost their shadows. The flowering branches give Yu Garden a little more greenery.

"Luo'er, this imperial garden is so beautiful. I don't know how beautiful it will be when the flowers are in bloom a few months later," a crisp voice sounded behind the flowers, with a hint of pride in his tone.

"Master, there are few flowers in this winter, and they are beautiful at other times."

Zhuang Luoyan raised his eyebrows, and when he heard the bamboo around him, he asked softly, "Who is there?"

After waiting for a while, I saw a woman in red coming out, especially bright in the winter with snow.

"The concubine has seen Zhao Xianrong." The woman in red sees Zhuangluo roaring and knelt down to please please. How does that red dress look and stand out?

Zhuang Luoru took a closer look before recognizing that this was the dancing girl named as a talented person at the New Year's Eve feast.

"Jin Cairen, please," Zhuang Luoyan raised her hand slightly and looked around, "You're still out in the garden in such a cold day."

Listening to bamboo is a little dissatisfied. How did this precious talent name the maid nearby, and how does it conflict with the name of her own maiden?

"The room was dull, so I walked out and didn't want to meet the lady," Zhen Cairen replied carefully. "The lady also came to enjoy the scenery?"

A talented person shouldn’t have asked about the high-ranking concubine’s whereabouts. Zhuang Luoyan didn’t blame her for this. He replied indifferently: “The Ning Concubine invited the palace to taste tea, and the palace was also bored for a few days, so she wanted to walk , But viewing the scenery is not possible."

Jin Cairen suddenly realized, "It turns out that the concubine didn't receive the invitation, but I don't know."

Zhuang Luoyan smiled and didn't answer.

When Zhuang Luolu and his party walked away, Jincai talents said enviously: "I don't know when I will be so honorable like this?"

Luo'er looked carefully at the back of Zhao Xianrong and his party. "The slave-servant heard that Zhao Xianrong is one of the most favored ladies in the harem."

When Jin Cairen heard this, his eyes became more intense.

"That precious man really has no rules," Tingzhu frowned slightly. "Where can I allow her a little talent in the harem to yell."

"How does she do with us," Zhuang Luoyan glanced back with a smile, the red dress was still bright like fire in the snow, "I don't care today, she will make a bigger mistake tomorrow, who knows? What will happen to the sky?"

If it were someone else today, it would be no exaggeration for this precious man to be blamed, but she didn’t want to take the lead. At least the emperor had some freshness about this precious person. She didn’t know yet and didn’t want to touch her brow.

She is not Yan Guibin, she is extremely confident in herself and even forgets that the biggest man in this harem is the emperor.

"Huh, it's a shameless voice, don't even understand the basic rules, and even dare to call Luo'er around, it's really bold," listens to Zhu Lengheng.

Zhuang Luoru smiled softly at the words. How long did this talented person feel proud?