"I'll just say it." Zhang Jieyu ignored the movements of the two palace maids and raised her eyebrows and said, "There are four empresses of Zhao, Xu, Cheng, and Xie, among them, there are only the empress and the imperial concubine, and there are no ones next to her."

As she said that, she pulled the corner of her mouth and sneered out a faint sneer: "Your Majesty is busy, how can you have time?"

Everyone in the room was silent.

Emperor Jianzhao is indeed very busy.

Busy to make furniture.

On the birthday of the Empress Dowager, Emperor Jianzhao presented two chairs he had beaten with him to show his filial piety, and gave him the birthday gift.

It is said that the Empress Dowager was very happy.

This is not the first time he has used the carpenter work he has done himself as a gift.

There was a minister's family in front of him to hold a wedding ceremony. Emperor Jianzhao also rewarded the table that Zhang had beaten with his own hands and issued a verdict, telling others that "this table is very strong and you can also use it."

Even the emperor thought of what table to eat with his grandchildren, and the emperor was considerate. But the place where he posted was a little weird.

After a moment of quiet in the room, Zhang Jieyu's voice sounded again, and she was still a little lazy: "Why is Wu going to trouble Mei Ren Liang for what's the matter?"

When she said this, she looked at Qian Shoufang.

If you are well-informed and changeable, Qian Shoufang is the first to Leng Xiangge.

Sure enough, seeing his master looking over, Qian Shoufang carefully put the sandalwood comb into the makeup box, and Fang closed her sleeves and replied, "Go back to the master, I heard someone talking two days ago, saying that it was the night before the birthday of the Empress Dowager. The beautiful woman suddenly had a lot of rashes on her face, and she couldn't even cover her powder. She was afraid of disturbing the emperor's caring, so she could only stay at home to recuperate, so she couldn't go to celebrate the birthday of the Empress Dowager."

"Oh?" Zhang Jieyu looked at the hairstyle in the mirror and smiled cleverly: "It's a coincidence. The Empress Dowager held a birthday banquet. His Majesty and the Empress both arrived. It's a rare pleasure. But this beautiful lady Wu didn't make it. It's a pity. I guess she regretted it very much."

As she spoke, she shook her head and sighed, as if she was regretful. Then she raised her slender fingers again, looked at the red red danke dyed on her fingernails, and asked in a long voice: "But, why did she have a rash?"

Qian Shoufang bowed and replied, "I heard from people that this beauty Wu has a problem that has been brought about from her womb: she cannot eat eggs, and she will have a rash when she eats it. Because this disease is not serious, and the rash is not transmitted from others. As long as she is good at eating, she will not get sick. She is beautiful and has a rhythm. She plays a flute very well. The Queen took a fancy to her during the election and picked her up, and cherished her very much. But she didn't expect that on the night before the birthday of the Queen Mother, the beauty Wu accidentally broke the taboo."

"So that's why." Concubine Zhang smiled clearly and asked again: "What about it later?"

Qian Shoufang said again: "I heard that this beauty Wu is always very careful and avoids food. She didn't expect that she would still have a rash. She immediately got angry and smashed several toys in one breath. After she recovered from the illness, she kept checking the meal that night. After checking it over and over, it fell on Mei Ren Liang's head."

This statement is obscure, but everyone in the room understands it.

Meiren Wu thought that Liang Yan was secretly doing something bad, which made her lose the opportunity to show off in front of Emperor Jianzhao, so she was furious and rushed to the door.

Zhang Jieyu bent her lips: "I knew it was like this."

Just this one sentence, no more inquiries.

Although this matter seems simple, there are many ways to explain it in it, and it can be explained in vernacular.

On the surface, the matter was on Liang Yan's head, but the truth may not be so. It is possible that even she was plotted against.

As for who the real owner is, it is really hard to say.

Concubine Zhang narrowed her eyes slightly and covered the trace of gloating in her eyes.

After all, Meiren Wu was still too thrilling. Only then did she find out that she was making trouble without hesitation, and she was afraid that she would not be able to get it afterwards.

No wonder the Queen likes her. It is best to control her a little bit of charcoal. Anyone will hold her in her hand. If she uses it well, she will be able to cause a big deal.

It’s a pity that such a good chess piece was ruined before it could be used, and the real man who was really using it might be hiding aside and watching a joke at this time.

Concubine Zhang shook her head, put her thoughts together, and looked at it again in the mirror.

In the mirror is a charming face, with lotus face, willow leaves and eyebrows, apricot eyes with spring water, cherry lips like elixir, and skin is as white as porcelain, which can be broken by blowing.

She sighed, stroked her cheeks, and raised her eyebrows and felt sad.

This face is like a flower, but it can only be wasted in this deep palace. Day after day, watching the time as water, the years gradually fade, and in the end, it turns into a piece of ashes in the loess ridge, without a trace.

She sighed again.

The most in shortage of beauty in this palace is the most beautiful.

She is quite good, and she was favored by the emperor a few years ago. This promotion also shows that Emperor Jianzhao still remembers her more or less, and is better than those who have never seen the emperor in his life and have worked hard until they grow old.

Zhang Jieyu's eyebrows relaxed and she smiled.

It is already very good to be inferior to the top and better than the bottom. What's more, now she has taken a half step up, and there is also the favor of Concubine Hui. In the future, there will always be a chance.

She relaxed her eyebrows in front of the mirror, and the beauty in the mirror also frowned and smiled lightly.

Qian Shoufang kept judging Zhang Jieyu's expression. Seeing that she turned from anger to happiness, she immediately said at the right time: "As far as I know, when I lived in Xiyuan, Meiren Liang and Meiren Wu worshiped their sisters."

"Hehehe", Concubine Zhang covered her lips and smiled, her eyes filled with mockery.

Fuck sisters?

Not to mention that it was done, even the legitimate sister of the legitimate relative, had to be guarded against like a wolf in this harem.

It turns out that Beauty Wu is making such a big fuss, so there is such a reason.

In other words, this is also the rule set by the Great Qi Dynasty when it was established. All ladies who have passed the preliminary election must live in the two halls of the Lecheng and Showa in the West Garden outside Xihuamen to learn the rules and etiquette of the palace. If there are those who are particularly good at choosing, they can choose the status of concubines and move into the Renhui Hall of the Inner Imperial City.

Of course, such blessings from heaven belong to a very small number of people. Most ladies will live in the West Garden for a long time. Only when they have the opportunity can they gain a position and move into the inner palace.

Not knowing what he remembered, Concubine Zhang suddenly stopped laughing, raised her hand, and gently stroked the bronze mirror in front of her.

Many years ago, she also lived in Xiyuan and made some friends with several "good sisters".

Then, she finally knew that the so-called sisters were used to stab her in the back. She had been stabbed several times and stabbed her several times, but that's all.
Chapter completed!