The Job of an Imperial Concubine

The day Zhuang Wanqing was buried in the concubine's mausoleum, Zhuang Luoyan stood on the Wangyue Pavilion in the palace and watched the funeral procession leave. The morning breeze of the spring blew people's hearts a little and made her feel cold.

"Mother, it's time to go back." Hearing Zhu added a cloak for Zhuangluo Ro, and looked at the funeral procession with almost no shadow. "This is the case in the harem. If you are favored, you will be able to stand out. Can be bullied. Today you don’t count on others, and they won’t let you go.”

Zhuang Luoru turned around and was about to go downstairs. Suddenly he saw a lot of carriages rushing in from the East Gate and asked, "What are those carriages for?"

"Niangniang forgot, today is the day when the newcomer enters the palace. In the carriage are the daughters of various places or some officials' houses. If the emperor values ​​it, they will stay." Tingzhu looked at the vehicle. The carriage entered the palace gate, and behind the carriage was a slowly rising sun.

Even with the setting sun, this scene makes people see half life.

Zhuang Luoru looked at this scene in silence, and was a group of women who lost their freedom. They stayed, and they will live in battle in this life.

"The lady does not have to worry, even if a newcomer enters the palace, your position in the emperor's heart will not change," Zhu Zhuangluo said silently, thinking that she was worried about the newcomer's affairs after entering the palace and couldn't help but comfort her. , "The concubine Shu of Anqing Palace has always been favored by the emperor, and has also recruited many newcomers over the years. I have never seen the emperor being half-cold to her."

Zhuang Luoyan smiled, "Where do you want to go, I just feel emotion."

What emotion?Listening to bamboo is a bit puzzled.

As he turned and walked down, he heard Zhu say a word from his master.

"It's a pity that the beautiful flowers are about to be thanked when the spring passes."

Luan He Dian stood with twenty or thirty women in Jinyi, all of them with good looks, looked at each other and hidden hostility, but no one dared to be arrogant on this occasion, bowed his head obediently, waiting for the arrival of other ladies .

On this occasion, the concubine concubine of the second grade is to be present. Although these women are young and vigorous, they also know that these high-ranking ladies are not guilty.

"Xu Zhaorong arrives."

The women saluted one after another and carefully glanced at the Xu Zhaorong, the weak Liu Fufeng, the unspeakable elegance and elegance.

Xu Zhaorong glanced at the women who were standing, and there was a trace of arrogance in his weak face.

"Sister Gui is here."

The women present at the scene knew that Concubine Shu was a very favored concubine. After seeing the people clearly, she could not help feeling ashamed.Although this lady was not very luxuriously dressed, she was shocked with four seats, which made her unable to avoid her edge.

"Zhao Xian let it go!"

Hearing this report, the women took care of their spirits again. Although the position of this lady was not as good as the concubine, she only entered the palace for more than a year, and she was promoted to the position of virtue, and she was very favored by the emperor. Before, the family had reminded them that the owner could not offend easily.

When the Zhao Xianrong came in, the women felt that although the Zhao Xianrong was not as beautiful as the Shu Guifei, she had her own characteristics, especially the eyes of Gu Pan Shenfei and the gentleness of her body. gas.

"Girls don't have to be polite," Zhao Xianrong opened her mouth, so that she could hear her refreshing voice. Although it was not a rare voice, it made the listener feel comfortable.It can be seen that this Zhao Xianrong has today's holy pets, but also has some characteristics.

Zhuang Luoru let the following woman carefully look at herself. After greeting each other's concubines, she chose a suitable position to sit down. Seeing that Xu Zhaorong, who was weak Liu Fufeng, was sitting opposite her. Slowly, he looked away.

After a while, the other concubines also arrived, and the queen rushed to help the hand of the maid, and then the public emperor waiting for the concubines to appear.As for the empress dowager, she said that she would sincerely greet the Buddha, and the matters of the harem did not intervene.

The emperor took a bunch of wives, big and small, to choose little wives. The scene should not be too harmonious.Zhuang Luoru glanced at the dozens of beautiful women standing underneath, not knowing which beauty would be cast into the battlefield of the harem.

She is a pity for these beauties, but these beauties have their own ambitions in the clouds, and they really deserve the words that Zi Feiyu knows the joy of fish.

"Fangcai's palace looked at the Royal Garden with a lot of flowers, and it was really colorful, which made people look at the flowers," the queen looked down. "It seems that it has been a good day to enjoy flowers recently."

"The empress queen is a flower-loving person, and you can't appreciate it," Shu Guifei smiled on her face, not looking at the bunch of women standing underneath. "The concubine is a solid eye, and the flowers she likes are one or two. No matter how beautiful the other flowers are, Yu concubine is not beautiful either."

"It's good for Princess Shu to be so fond of love," the Queen smiled and looked at Princess Shu. "Ming Japan Palace has a flower feast in the Royal Garden. You can enjoy your favorite flowers."

Zhuangluo roared his head, too lazy to listen to the conversation between the queen and Princess Gui, and occasionally looked at the various beauties below, waiting for the emperor to pick and pack.

"The emperor is here!"

At last, Zhuangluo roared with the crowd to salute, and saw the emperor walk through a group of beauties and sit down on the first golden silk dragon chair.

"Let's be courteous," Feng Jin looked at the woman under her eyes at will, and turned her attention to the concubines who were sitting. "The queen may look at the right one."

"The concubine feels that each of these women is good, and it is still up to the emperor to come to the palm of your own eyes." The queen's remarks did not leak.

Zhuang Luoru glanced at the emperor with scumbing patterns all over his body and asked his wife to choose a little wife for her husband. This kind of thing should not be too cruel, and it is not easy to do the queen.

Throughout the ages, I don’t know how many empresses fell into the hands of the emperor Zha. I don’t know how many women who share the same hardship with the founding emperor finally became queens who had no emperor to love the lonely bitterness, but also to fight with the young concubines.

Of course, Zhuang Luoru feels that he is also a member of the profession against the queen. This kind of opposition is really helpless, but in any case, the emperor is definitely the maker of the tragedy of the harem.

For monsters like the emperor, most of them are still scum attributes, and their blood thickness is high, so it is really difficult to overcome them.

Just when Zhuang Luoyan whispered in his heart, the emperor had already begun to choose a beauty.Every time a woman comes up, an eunuch reads her age name and family background, and then the emperor decides whether to stay or not.

"Hua Hong sleeves, year seventeen, daughter of the courtier of the courtesy."

"Sisters and daughters with red sleeves meet the emperor, long live the emperor, meet the queen, the queen is thousand years old, and have seen the ladies."

The so-called Bisha is waiting for the moon to be tuned in spring, and the red-sleeved Tian Xiangye reads the book. Zhuang Luoru couldn’t help but look down at this name. This disgusting father and mother gave her daughter such a seemingly elegant and frivolous name. ?

The woman kneeling below was wearing a peach-colored Luo skirt, wearing a simple hanging bun, and the green silk hanging from her ears lined her skin to be blown, and a small face was not pure, but it was very pure. sweet.

"Your name is Red Sleeve?" Feng Jin looked at the girl below. "But the Red Sleeve with Red Sleeves?"

"Back to the emperor, the servant girl is indeed in this red sleeve." The girl raised her head and smiled at the emperor with a pure face.

Snow night reading banned books, red sleeves night Tian Xiang... Zhuang Luoyan glanced at the girl with a kind and innocent smile, is this woman really ignorant or pretending to be naive?

Feng Jin nodded and said slightly, "Stay."

The eunuch who was waiting next to him immediately wrote down the name of the red sleeve, and then began to call the next one.

I just kept calling a few women, and I didn't see the emperor nod. At this time, the only one who was left was only the red sleeves of the daughter of the servant, and Yan Yuchan, the daughter of the Guozijian Jijiu.

As fewer and fewer women retired, only two people were left behind, and all the concubines in the room looked pretty good until the last woman appeared.

"Ning Shengyu, daughter of Shaoqing in Dali Temple at the age of eighteen."

What language can Zhuang Luoru use to describe this Ningsheng song, can only be described by a peerless beauty.This Ning Shengge not only sang the country and the city, but also brought a bit of a deserted taste, no one here can match her.

Not to mention the other concubines, even Shu Guigui's face was darkened. This kind of appearance entered the harem. I was afraid that everyone in the harem would be compared.

Feng Jin stared at the woman named Ning Shengyu for a long while before slowly speaking, "Stay."

Zhuang Luoruo discovered that although the emperor had watched Ningsheng Taro for a while, although his eyes were astonishing, he was not surprised by the taste of heaven and earth. It was enough to see that this emperor was destined not to be the emperor due to beauty.

The Queen glanced at Princess Shu, and spoke with appreciation: "This girl Ning is outstanding."

"That's it," Feng Jin waved his hand lightly. "Just like three people, my harem is also full, so I don't have to leave too many people."

"The concubine knew that the emperor was worried, but he should also pay attention to his body." The queen exhorted.

"I know that the queen does not have to worry about me," the emperor glanced at the people standing under his eyes. "It's all gone, and I should deal with government affairs in the Qinzheng Temple."

"Respectfully send the emperor." The queen and all her concubines rose to salute, watching the emperor leave generously.

Going out of Luanhe Temple, Zhuang Luoru looked up at the clear sky and turned to listen to the bamboo road behind him: "The weather is just right today, it is better to put a paper kite in the open space behind our palace for a while."

Listening to Zhu and Yun Xi followed the sky, Yun Xi said: "It is indeed a good day to put paper kites."

Feng Jin finished the rush in his hand and left the Qinzheng Hall. He accidentally raised his head and saw the colorful peacock paper kite flying in the air, squinting for a while, "Where did it go?"

"Going back to the emperor, Yinu only looked at it. This should be in Xihe Palace." Gao Dezhong looked up and said, "The weather is pleasant today. No wonder Zhao Xianrong wants to play with paper kites."

"Since that is the case, I will check it out." Feng Jin came in two points and was just a few steps away. When he saw the queen came with the eunuch of the court lady, he had to stop and wait for the queen to come over.

"The concubine has seen the emperor," the queen went forward to salute.

"How can the queen see me?" Feng Jin glanced at the queen and then looked up at the paper kite flying in the sky.

"Back to the emperor, the concubine wanted to ask the three newcomers who had just entered the palace. What position did the emperor prepare to give them?" The queen followed the emperor's eyes and happened to see the beautiful peacock paper kite.

"What is there to ask, but just entering the palace, Yan Yuchan and the red sleeves are both talented, and Ning Shengyu is a good-looking person, so he should be a noble." Feng Jin withdrew his eyes, "If the queen has nothing else to do, she will withdraw." Right."

The smile on the empress's face was slightly stiff, and after giving the emperor a salute, she silently retreated. When she walked to a place where the emperor could not see, she looked up at the paper kite in the sky again, her expressionless expression, "That is Which palace?"

"Ma'am, the slave-servant looked at Xihe Palace," He Yuyu ridiculed. "Zhao Xianrong is really amused." What paper kite was put at this time, and I didn't know if I was really happy or pretended.

The queen watched the peacock sway in the air, her eyes a little complicated, "Who in the harem can't be interested?"

Feng Jin came to Xihe Palace, just near the backyard, he heard Zhuang Luoyan's laughter, pure joy and relaxation.

"Niangniang, you relax the thread a little bit, it's windy now, be careful to break the thread."

"Relax, I know how to release it. Oh, listen to bamboo, your little swallow hasn't been put up yet."

Listening to this chatty dialogue as a girl, Feng Jin suddenly recalled that her Zhao Xianrong was only 18 years old.

When I stepped up into the backyard, I saw that the bun was a little scattered, and the ruddy complexion Zhuang Luoru sat down on the grass without a figure, and the sun shining on her face was a little dazzling.