The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

  Chapter 77 078: The emperor wants to turn over old accounts

  Song Yunzhao couldn't remember the specific things about Dali Siqing, so she could only take a step forward, but she kept this matter in mind.

  The palace was calm for the next few days, and Song Yunzhao, who became a Jieyu, still had no intention of going out to show off. He was very happy reading the scriptures in Wangyou Palace.

  She remembered her previous plan and decided to write a few short story books, the kind for the emperor to read.

  So in the past few days, I worked overtime overnight to drive out two copies, and asked Anshun to send them to Xie Linlang.

  The name Buguike has gained some fame in the capital now. Knowing that she has a new storybook, as soon as Yuquanlou released the news, the restaurant's seats were fully booked.

  Zhang Maoquan has been watching this matter all the time. The emperor specially ordered that when Yuquanlou published a new book, he would buy it and send it to the palace. As soon as there was any movement in Yuquanlou, he would let people go.

  The story Song Yunzhao wrote this time is a little sweet cake, a more orthodox love story, with similar family backgrounds, similar looks, and similar talents.

  Plan key points, how to pursue a beautiful woman.

   After reading the storybook, Feng Yi didn't take it seriously, and put it aside casually. Love is such a ridiculous thing, especially in the royal family, there is no real love at all.

  Feng Yi finished processing the notebook, and when he looked up, he saw the script that he had thrown to the side of the desk. He originally wanted Zhang Maoquan to be sent to Wangyou Palace, but then he thought about Song Yunzhao's temper and gave up.

  What if she goes to school with the script?

  Feng Yi didn't have time to spend time with his concubine, so he casually threw the script into the drawer.

  Meng Jiuchang saw His Majesty's expression was not good, rolled his eyes, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, Shangyi Bureau has prepared a new music and dance, why don't you invite them to relieve your boredom."

  Feng Yi looked up at Meng Jiuchang.

  Meng Jiuchang kept his smile unchanged, but cold sweat broke out from his palm.

   "No need." Feng Yi got up and walked out, so that Meng Jiuchang could tell him that this music and dance was just a name, and someone probably gave him a beauty.

  Meng Jiuchang hurriedly followed the emperor out, he was slightly relieved, but fortunately the emperor did not ask. Since the matter fails, the money collected will have to be returned, which is a pity.

  Feng Yi came out of the Taiji Palace, and walked along the palace road at will. In summer, the palace is full of flowers, the trees are shady, and the wind blows the flowers down.

   "Your Majesty, it's getting late, you should go back." Meng Jiuchang bit the bullet and stepped forward to remind.

  Feng Yi didn't even look at him, and looked at the lotus pond in front of him with slightly lowered eyes, and said slowly: "Back then, Concubine Gao was very favored, and the Ninth Emperor brother she gave birth to was also loved by the emperor. That winter was here, and the ninth brother pushed me into this pond and almost died. You were the one who jumped out of the pond to fish me out."

  Meng Jiuchang hurriedly said: "This is what a servant should do. If you fail to protect your master, the servant deserves death."

  Feng Yi chuckled, hearing this laughter, Meng Jiuchang was covered in hairs, and buried his head even lower.

  He was the first to serve the emperor. The emperor was young and he was not very old. At that time, the empress dowager only thought about how to regain favor. Although she cared about the emperor's son, she was more concerned about herself.

  The emperor was embarrassed everywhere, and he was often punished by people around him. The winter was extremely cold that year, and the Ninth Prince pushed him away and pushed his majesty into the pool. Fortunately, he didn't go far at that time, and rushed back immediately when he felt something was wrong.

  He remembered very clearly that the Ninth Prince was standing beside the lotus pond, smiling happily, watching His Majesty sinking and sinking in the pond, not at all afraid that His Majesty would die here.

  He was terrified, and immediately jumped down to rescue the emperor. His Majesty spent that winter on the sickbed.

  But the Ninth Prince was not punished by His Majesty, and even Gao Guifei beat him up, saying that His Majesty spoke rudely to the Ninth Prince, and the Ninth Prince accidentally pushed him into the pool.

  The Ninth Prince was safe and sound, His Majesty was ill all winter, the Queen Mother not only failed to protect His Majesty, but also angered him for not serving him wholeheartedly, and beat him to death. If it wasn't for His Majesty, his life would have been lost.

  Thinking of this, Meng Jiuchang broke out in a cold sweat. Why did the emperor suddenly say this?

   Are you warning him?

  Recalling what happened today, Meng Jiuchang turned pale with fright.

  Ever since he became the chief steward next to the emperor, he has indeed been used to being flattered over the years...

  Feng Yi ignored Meng Jiuchang, raised his feet and walked back. When he reached the fork in the road, he paused, thought about turning a corner and walked towards Wangyou Palace.

  Meng Jiuchang:...

  He raised his heels up, but this time he didn't dare to say a word.

  Stepping into the gate of Wangyou Palace, I heard laughter from inside. The gatekeeper was about to report, but Feng Yi raised his hand to stop it.

  The palace servants hesitated a little, they did not dare to disobey the emperor's order, and stood aside with their heads down.

  Glass palace lanterns were hung under the eaves of the palace, shaking slightly with the evening wind, the palace people who came and went saluted immediately when they saw the emperor, Feng Yi asked people to silence, and stepped on the stone steps by himself.

  Standing under the eaves of the corridor, I heard Song Yunzhao's crisp voice, "Don't play tricks, quickly, put it back!"

   "Master, this servant is not playing tricks. You see, I followed what you said. This step is right."

   "Really? Let me see."

  Feng Yi heard Song Yunzhao's suspicious voice, followed by her and said, "Huh? Really, why didn't I think of it? Let's play again."

   "Master, it's getting late, I'll play with you tomorrow when my maidservant waits."

   "What time is it? Why is it so late? No one comes at night, so let's pass the time."

   "What if your majesty comes down? The servant will clean up for you first."

   "His Majesty won't be here at this time, don't rush around, it's time to sleep in a while."

  Feng Yi heard the impatience in Song Yunzhao's words, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

   "Nowadays, His Majesty in the harem values ​​the master the most. If you don't come to see the master, I am afraid that your majesty has no time to busy with government affairs. The master must be unhappy."

   "Why am I not happy?"

  Meng Jiuchang's face froze when he heard this. His Majesty is not happy today, and he is even more unhappy when he hears this. What does Song Jieyu mean by this? This is not taking the emperor to heart.

   "There are many beauties in this palace, and I'm not the only one. I can't say where Your Majesty wants to go." Song Yunzhao looked at Xiangxue's worried expression and said slowly.

  The most untouchable thing in this palace is sincerity, otherwise, you will be looking for death.

  Does the emperor have a heart?

Yes, I have.

   It's just that the shelf life is too short.

   Seeing the people in Wangyou Palace, they decided that the emperor really liked her, and she didn't get lost, but these people lost their way.

  Xiangxue didn't think so. Hearing what the master said, she believed that the master was sad. Today, the master has no energy. It is precisely because of this that the few of them are trying to make the master happy.

   "Master, why don't I ask Anshun to take a look?" Xiangxue asked tentatively.

   "Spying on the emperor's trace, I think you are tired of working!" Song Yunzhao looked at Xiangxue and said.

  Xiangxue hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty, "Master, don't get angry, it's all the servant's fault, let the master punish you."

  Song Yunzhao was very tired, sometimes it might not be a good thing if the subordinates are too aggressive, she thought for a while, then looked at Xiangxue and said, "The relationship between me and the emperor is different from what you think, so don't think about things indiscriminately in the future. It's just this once, and I won't be lenient next time."

   "Yes." Xiangxue stood up and became even more worried. She seemed to have not understood what the master meant. What does it mean to be different from what they thought?

   "Let's go down, I'll sit by myself for a while." Song Yunzhao waved his hand to let Xiangxue and the others go out.

   "Yes." Several people responded and turned around and walked out, but they didn't know that when they walked outside the hall, they saw the emperor's face turned pale with fright, "Slaves pay homage to the emperor."

   Song Yunzhao was startled when he heard the voice, Your Majesty?

  She got up in a hurry, and the dog emperor didn't know how long she had been standing outside. After thinking about it carefully, what she said should be fine. Fortunately, she was cautious, and she would never say anything that should not be said even in front of her confidants, and she still listened to her corner.

  She had just walked a few steps before leaving the hall, when she saw the emperor striding in, she immediately went up to meet him, "The concubine pays homage to the emperor."

   "Get up, it's very lively here at night." Feng Yi's eyes fell on Song Yunzhao's body and said slowly.

  Song Yunzhao:…

   Judging from this tone, she should have heard a lot, what else can she do?

   "It's okay to be idle, and I will let them play chess with me, so that you won't dislike my bad chess skills next time." Song Yunzhao got up and walked to the emperor and said with a smile.

  Feng Yi felt his eyes hurt when he looked at the messy chessboard. Xiangxue hurriedly led someone to clean up the things and brought tea before bending over and retreating.

   "You just said that you are different from me, what is the difference, tell me." Feng Yi sat across from Song Yunzhao and looked at her and asked word by word.

  The smile on Song Yunzhao's face froze, okay, as expected of the emperor, he really knows how to focus.

   "I want to listen to the truth." Feng Yi saw Song Yunzhao's eyes rolling, and knew that she wanted to fool him.

  The smile on Song Yunzhao's face couldn't be maintained anymore, his mind was about to smoke, but there was a slight trace of complaint on his mouth, "How do you want me to speak?"

   "Didn't I tell the truth?"

  Song Yunzhao put on a loveless face and raised his eyes to look at the emperor, "Do you want me to talk about the 300 rounds of fighting with people at the Sanyuan Tower with both hands on the waist, or how to escape from the tiger's mouth in the Yuquan Tower? The concubine is thinking that the most embarrassing times in my life have been seen by His Majesty twice, so how can I have any face in front of you. Under such circumstances, you are willing to protect me and pamper me. We are naturally different from others, aren't we?"

  Feng Yi heard what Song Yunzhao said, and he actually felt that this was the case.

  Which of the women in the harem didn't pretend to be decent in front of him, with two faces in front and behind, but Song Yunzhao had seen his real face before entering the palace.

  Thinking about it this way, Feng Yi felt a little relieved from his depressed mood today, with a little smile in his eyes, "You will put gold on your face."

   "Of course, the concubine must have something excellent, otherwise how can I get into the eyes of the emperor, although I don't know exactly where my excellence is." Song Yunzhao had a big smug smile on his face, but he was slightly relieved in his heart, this test was passed.

  Where did the emperor get angry, but he came to her to vent his anger, not kind, not kind.

   "What are you up to these few days?" Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao and asked.

  Song Yunzhao thought to himself that he didn't know if the emperor had read the book he wrote. Looking at this posture, he probably hadn't read it. But anyone who has read it would not ask her in the tone of an interrogator.

   "I'm not busy with anything." Song Yunzhao said, he didn't know the emperor's context, so naturally he couldn't talk easily, it's better to be on the safe side.

  Feng Yi knew that what Song Yunzhao said was half-truth and half-false, and he didn't mean to pursue it. He just said: "When the highness was selecting you, I knew you didn't want to stay in the palace."

  Song Yunzhao was taken aback. What kind of stimulus did the emperor receive today, so he wanted to turn over old scores for her?

   Can this account be overturned?

   Of course not!

  Song Yunzhao's heart rang loudly, but his face showed a bit of embarrassment just right, "I've already said this, so don't mention it. It can be seen that I can't cultivate well, and I can't hide it from the emperor's wise eyes."

  Feng Yi sneered, even if he flattered him, it was true.

  Song Yunzhao felt that her brain was about to go on strike, she said in a serious manner, "Your Majesty, if you do this, it would be a little unreasonable. I am self-aware, but I really have no one to protect me when I enter the palace. Maybe someday I will report to Lord Yan."

  Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao, "That's not necessarily the case."

  Song Yunzhao said sincerely, "Not to mention that I was not taken seriously at home when I was a child. My mother, sister, and brother all regarded me as an enemy, and only my father protected me. But my father is going to be an official, and he can't keep an eye on the affairs of the backyard every day. I have suffered a lot in the early years. How do you think I developed my temper? If I don't fight, I won't be strong, and I won't be able to survive at home."

  Feng Yi frowned slightly when he heard this, "How many years ago?"

  Song Yunzhao is reluctant to recall the past, because she was a baby when she came here, and she was not very familiar with ancient etiquette and rules. She was too young at that time, unable to speak and walk, and when she grew up, she was still a child, and no one believed what she said. Before she was five years old, she really suffered a lot.

  Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao's gloomy expression, and was about to speak, when he heard Song Yunzhao say again: "Yes, His Majesty may not believe it, but I actually remember things very early, and now I can clearly remember what happened when I was three years old. At that time, my mother hated me because I was not a son, and I remember clearly what she said. She thought I didn't remember, but I actually know it all."

   "Because of her dislike, the nanny who took care of me ignored me very much. At that time, I often didn't have enough to eat, so I was always thin when I was young, but they told my father that I was picky eaters and would not eat, so my father even scolded me."

   "I was too young to resist at all, so those few years were really hard. The emperor may not have imagined that I have both parents and brothers, but in the end my life was in dire straits."

  Feng Yi had a deep understanding when he heard this, because he also came here like this.

   "What happened later? How did you do it?" Feng Yi asked people to check only Song Yunzhao's affairs in recent years, and it was really difficult to check the things that happened when he was a child.

   "In our family, no one celebrated my birthday. My sister did, my younger brother did, but I didn't. When I was five years old, my nanny took away my monthly money, and I didn't have the money to buy something delicious. I didn't want to starve and be bullied like this again. So on my birthday, I deliberately asked the girl next to me to invite my father to dinner. Can the emperor imagine what will happen?"

  Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao, "Your monthly money is gone, and no one in the back house celebrates your birthday. Your father discovered the truth when he went there?"

   "Your Majesty is wise, the nanny knows that my mother hates me and doesn't care about me at all, so she doesn't pay attention to me at all. When my father arrived that day, there was only a bowl of cold rice, a dish of green vegetables, and not even a bowl of longevity noodles. My father cried while holding me. Only then did I know that there is still someone in the family who really loves me."

"and after?"

   "Later, my father sold the whole family of the nanny who took care of me, and had a big fight with my mother. That is to say, from that time on, I understood a truth. If I was wronged, I would tell it. If you don't say it, who would know that you were wronged?"

   Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao with a little envy. Like Song Yunzhao, he was a child who was not liked, but at least Song Yunzhao had a father who really loved her, but what about him? None of them can be expected, he is the only one struggling to survive in this deep palace.

   Song Yunzhao's eyes were fixed on the emperor's expression, and seeing his rather moved appearance, he knew that he had done the right thing.

   To heal a person's wounds, you only need to tear your own wounds and show him.

  Although these words are cruel, they are very effective.

  Seeing how the emperor looked at her with gentle eyes, she knew that she had done nothing wrong.

   "The emperor seems to be in a bad mood, did you encounter any troubles?" Song Yunzhao asked tentatively, she had been in the palace for so long, and the emperor had never mentioned anything about the court to her, but she couldn't be deaf and blind anymore, so today she stretched out a little foot to try.

   "Why, can you still relieve me of my worries?" Feng Yi laughed, looking at Song Yunzhao with mockery in his eyes.

   "Then tell me what you are looking at, maybe the concubine really has a way." Song Yunzhao said as if angry.

  Feng Yi didn't take this to heart, but probably the atmosphere tonight is so good, maybe it's sympathy, maybe everyone is a victim, and he rarely opened his mouth, "After summer, the flood season in the south has come, and now there are reports that several dams have been washed away. I am worrying about disaster relief. Can my concubine have a good solution?"

  Song Yunzhao:…

   Farewell!

  The emperor is too much, he just opened up when he came up, how can people answer this?

   Seeing Song Yunzhao's frown, Feng Yi was delighted, telling you to talk big, is it a slap in the face now?

  Song Yunzhao didn't want to miss this opportunity, and after thinking about it, he said: "The concubine doesn't understand these things very well, but he knows that it is not easy to manage the river."

   "I don't understand it very well, then you still understand a little bit, let's listen to it." Feng Yi deliberately asked.

  Song Yunzhao snorted inwardly, seeing the emperor took the bait, and then slowly said: "The concubine doesn't know how to control the flood, but he knows that it is not easy to resettle the victims after the disaster."

  Feng Yi heard Yun Zhao's words and asked, "You still know this?"

   "The concubine heard a few words from my father before, Your Majesty, my father has been a county magistrate for ten years, and these things have happened in the local area. I have seen the elders in the family help resettle the victims, so I know a little bit."

   "The elders in the family?" Feng Yi asked suspiciously.

   "Yes." Song Yunzhao nodded, "My father is out for disaster relief, and the female family members at home can't be idle. They have to help father raise rice and grain. We must prevent the victims from having food to eat and clothes to wear. Therefore, we need to talk to the local gentry and wealthy households and ask them to help each other. If they have money, they can contribute money."

  Song Yunzhao is really not talking nonsense, there is indeed such a thing.

  Feng Yi listened thoughtfully, because no one in the court told him that resettling the disaster victims would make the local gentry and wealthy households contribute. He always thought that it was all about the imperial court for disaster relief.

  Then, here comes the question, if there are local people to help, what will happen to the money allocated by the court?

  Thinking about it this way, don’t those disaster relief officials eat at both ends?

  Feng Yi's expression suddenly turned ugly, he looked at Yun Zhao and asked: "Will the local gentry and wealthy households be willing to pay out? This money will be taken for nothing."

  Song Yunzhao was a little surprised and said: "Your Majesty, why would they not want to? That is also their hometown. They have a lot of affection for that land, and it can be famous, which is also a good thing for their own family." After a while, "I remember hearing from my father that in some places, it seems that some local officials will not really give this to the local gentry. It's not very clear."

  Feng Yi's face was even more ugly. This time, the court officials had written a letter requesting him to exempt the local gentry who participated in the disaster relief before they left Beijing for disaster relief. In previous years, he would naturally allow this kind of thing, but this time he was surprised to know the truth from Song Yunzhao.

   "Aifei's words are serious?"

  Song Yunzhao thought that this could not be truer, so he nodded, "I dare not lie to the emperor."

   "You said your father was involved in disaster relief?"

  Song Yunzhao thought about the existence of such a thing, and said: "I heard my father mention it, but about the government office, my father seldom talked about it after returning to the house. That time, because of the severe disaster, my aunt and my mother ran around for the victims, so it was spread into the backyard."

  Song Yunzhao didn't want to mention Mrs. Cai, but Mrs. Cai did contribute at the beginning, and she could find out if she checked it out. She couldn't hide it.

  Feng Yi was thoughtful, then got up and said: "My concubine should rest early, I have something to deal with when I return to Tai Chi Palace."

  Song Yunzhao:?

  But she got up immediately, "The concubine sends the emperor respectfully."

  Looking at the back of the emperor leaving in a hurry, Song Yunzhao thought carefully about what he had said, and there were indeed no loopholes, so he was slightly relieved.

   However, apparently she was relieved too early.

  Go to Xiaoxiang Academy to see the update

   Today’s update is here. Our eldest has just recovered from a fever, and the second child has been recruited again. Last night, he almost stayed up all night. The child’s high fever scares me to death. It’s not as scary as it was during the new crown. Everyone, pay attention to safety. If the update is interrupted in the past few days, everyone will forgive me. I will try my best to keep updating.

  (end of this chapter)