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Chapter 40(2/2)

He can't repay kindness with hatred!

Large banquets in the palace are inherently tiring.

After Concubine Rong was deprived of palace power, this time everything was handled by the Queen. She was the coordinator of the event and the most tiring one in the room.

Just like there were rumors on the Internet - wedding photographers often sleep with the bride or bridesmaid after the wedding. That is completely ridiculous! How tiring is it to hold events? Anyone who can create such a rumor has never really done the job.

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emperor:……

The queen is still so lazy, I should have known about her earlier.

He moved for a moment, then lay back down, laughing: "Actually, I'm tired too."

The emperor's tone relaxed. He drank a lot of wine today and was drunk. He was not as cold as usual, but more casual and relaxed: "This time is also a hard work for the queen. If the noble concubine can spend the new year in peace,

, I will restore her palace power so that she can share your worries."

"Actually, dealing with the imperial concubine is also very tiring..."

At this point, the queen stopped and put it in a nicer way: "The imperial concubine always loves to compete for favors, and the palace affairs are assigned to her alone. She may have forgotten the lessons she learned earlier and thought that the emperor was willing to indulge her."

My temperament has returned to its old state. It is better to leave some matters to Concubine Zhang Xian. She is also an old man who came from the mansion. I have seen her for so many years and she also knows how to advance and retreat."

If the two share power, she can sit firmly in the position of judge and watch the two of them argue.

After thinking for a moment, the emperor agreed to her proposal.

I just couldn't help but smile: "When the queen was learning to host the reception at home, she probably learned how to divide the work in an open manner!"

The queen tucked the quilt a little higher.

I really wanted to cover my head and not listen, but it was against the rules.

The lights in Jianzhang Palace were turned off, but the lights in Yizhuxuan were still on.

Because of the great joy of the master being promoted to a nobleman, everyone in the palace couldn't sleep. Even the calmest Zhenqiu was beaming with joy: "The dance of the little master is so outstanding. The slave's eyes are wet when he sees it. I have been so blessed in several lifetimes."

, to be able to serve beside the fairy!"

"The little master is very happy!"

Chen promised to be in the main hall as well, and said with great satisfaction: "My young master is extremely intelligent and has always had a good eye for people."

Mian Xia said happily: "Young master Chen knows noble people with his sharp eyes, and I will keep in touch with you for a long time in the future."

Insight?

intelligent?

Very discerning?

He Xiang, who had followed Chen Yaosheng, stood behind her, her ears seemed to be hearing fantasy stories. She was the second calmest person in Yi Zhuxuan besides Jiang Xian.

The palace servants were very sweet in their mouths. Jiang Xian rewarded them with money, but didn't take it seriously.

Zhenqiu noticed it and said worriedly: "Master doesn't look very happy."

Hearing her saying that Jiang Xian was unhappy, everyone fell silent and looked at her.

"I'm happy, how can I not be happy, but I haven't reached the point of ecstasy yet,"

Jiang Xian smiled lightly and took a sip of hot tea.

Originally, there was no tea in the regular schedule. The emperor liked tea, and when he came to her place, he gave her a can of tea: "When I first heard that the emperor had promoted me, I was a little happy, but the road I have to go is not just in front of me."

At this point, I won’t take any good words or slanderous words from others to heart. The same goes for your work, just listen to the external comments about Yizhuxuan."

The workplace is a marathon, not a sprint.

In terms of action, Jiang Xian can show off the energy of sprinting for 100 meters, but her mentality is very good at stretching the front.

She continued: "Now that I am in favor, there will only be more people who can't help but want to get rid of me. You must be careful when you are in charge in the future."

Hearing this, everyone froze and calmed down a little from the ecstasy of their master, Feng Guiren.

Mian Xia: "But the noble concubine..."

"The imperial concubine suffered the loss of seizing power in the forbidden palace, and her prestige has been hit. Her top priority is to re-establish her prestige in the circle of high-ranking concubines. It will not be good for her to go against me, and she is not sure."

With the power of a noble concubine, the face of the next nobleman is too simple.

However, Jiang Xian is now favored by the Holy Spirit, and the risk of dealing with her is very high.

As long as Concubine Rong has any brains, she should curb her arrogance after suffering this loss.

"If I were Concubine Rong, the first thing I would do after the confinement is lifted is to deal with those high-ranking concubines who have a higher status than me and dote on me less than me."

This is Jiang Xian's idea.

In Yizhuxuan, Jiang Xian is the absolute brains. This is the prestige he has only established after going through one incident after another after being sent to Yizhuxuan, which makes the servants convinced.

Especially last time Jiang Xian went to Zhaoyang Palace alone without a palace maid.

The hearts of palace maids and eunuchs are not made of iron. If it weren't for the fact that incense was not allowed to be burned casually in the palace, they all felt that their ancestors had blessed them, so they followed a good master and wanted to burn incense to thank their ancestors. But later on, Mian Xia regretted it more and more, and secretly made a decision - if there was a chance,

This time, why should I follow my master, even if I am by her side, getting wet in the snow and freezing together?

Jiang Xian can probably understand why the palace man was moved.

A migrant worker can sympathize with a migrant worker, and she won't start acting like a scab just because she is a master. She is not so conscience-stricken.

At this time, in Zhaoyang Palace, Concubine Rong said with a gloomy face to the people around her:

"This noble lady... is now in a position to touch her."
Chapter completed!
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