"How can I learn from this?" Zhao Liangdi blushed.

After Aunt Zhao left, Zhao Liangdi quickly read through it again. Unlike at the beginning, after turning a few pages, she gradually became bolder.

Think about it, the master doesn’t have any children yet.

Think about Xin Liangdi who is about to enter.

Thinking again about her precarious status in the backyard, she gritted her teeth.

"Come here, find the lightest piece of gauze and tell the sewing room to follow this pattern..."

Zhao Liangdi gave a rough description and blushed before she finished talking about Yunxiang.

"yes"

After Yunxiang left, Zhao Liangdi stroked her empty belly, her eyes igniting with longing again.

The master has no children. Whoever gets pregnant and gives birth to a child first will be relied on for life.

"By the way, hurry up and prepare the pregnancy medicine. I'll start drinking it today."

Zhao Liangdi ran outside to give special instructions to Aunt Zhao.

"Hey, don't worry, Master, I'll go right away, old slave."

——

Front yard study.

Xie Chenyu is practicing calligraphy. One of the writings looks like a dog crawling, and the other one has flowing clouds and flowing water that are free and elegant.

There are also several pictures in different shapes, some good and some bad.

Sometimes he holds the pen with his left hand, and sometimes with his right hand.

The floor of the room is covered with large and small rice papers, with three or four kinds of handwriting on them.

Zhao Hai lowered his hands and looked at the broken pages as usual, and reported them in passing.

"In the past two days, there have been more and more hungry people in the capital. A lot of crops in the suburbs have been ruined. The thieves, robbers and road blockers are all in the capital. Jing Zhaoyin can no longer control them."

"What is the Duwei Mansion doing? What is the Yushitai doing? No one cares about it? What kind of decency will it be if this continues?"

The thick eyebrows that flew into the temples were deeply furrowed, and another expression of "dog crawling" came out skillfully,

He looked at it carefully and seemed quite satisfied. He picked out the word and looked at it carefully before nodding.

"This one is the most natural, keep it."

Zhao Hai received it respectfully and continued.

"No one dares to report it. March is the time for spring plowing. The emperor is busy offering sacrifices to heaven and farmers. This is a major event of the year. The Ministry of Rites has been preparing for half a month."

The Langhao pen slammed down, and Xie Chenyu tore up the paper with his hands, his thick eyebrows furrowed into a ball.

"When are you still making these flower displays? The hungry people are almost blocking the city gate."

The anger rushed out, and Zhao Hai lowered his head silently.

After a while, Xie Chenyu breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "What about the household department? There should be someone to take care of things, even if it's enough to open two granaries to give out porridge and medicine, let's stabilize the situation first."

"No"

Zhao Hai shook his head again: "The Ministry of Household Affairs got the news and immediately sent someone to the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment to say hello."

"The Ministry of War wants to suppress it, and the Ministry of Justice wants to arrest the ringleaders of the trouble to serve as a warning to others."

"In other words, no one really cares about these poor victims?"

Xie Chenyu took off his black robe and wore only white clothes.

He spread out the largest piece of rice paper, put one foot on the table and the other on the stool, picked up the Langhao pen and wrote it with one swipe.

A few strokes outline an ink painting of a hungry wolf hunting.

The wolf brush was careless, ink splattered, half a stick of incense stained the table and the chair, but the white clothes were not stained at all.

Satisfied, he put down his pen and unfolded his clothes again.

"This painting is our best work this year. It's a pity."

He carefully rolled it up frame by frame and handed it to Zhao Hai: "Take it back and burn it."

"yes"

After coming out of the study room, Zhao Hai looked back.

The music of the guqin could already be heard there.

It was the Jiaowei Guqin gifted by the Emperor. His Highness liked it very much. He played several pieces of it himself every day, and occasionally invited oiran ladies from various places to play and sing together.

To outsiders, the master may seem comfortable.

But Leng Nuan knew it, so Zhao Hai shook his head and left quickly.

——

Xie Chenyu swore that this was almost the most depressing time in his life.

In March, when the grass grows and orioles fly, he plays the piano by the pond and pavilion in the backyard.

The music is like flowing water, rising and falling together.

It's very similar to my current mood, which waxes and wanes with no end in sight.

His mind was filled with the hungry people who suffered from the disaster, the extravagant palace, the women and children exposed to wind and rain, and the luxurious and luxurious harem.

Finally the song ended, Xie Chenyu raised his head.

Then he saw a woman dressed in pearls and jade-colored tulle, twisting her waist as hard as she could.

Zhao Liangdi.

Xie Chenyu's pupils shrank sharply, for a moment, fearing that people would notice the secret in his heart.

Then I thought about how Zhao Liangdi was so forgetful and stupid.

I'm afraid that even if she had ten brains, she wouldn't be able to feel the chill in the song.

His expression suddenly softened, and he looked at Zhao Liangdi with his usual expression.

"Why are you here?"

"Your Highness, why don't you continue playing? This music is so nice," Zhao Liangdi said with a shy face.

"I have also learned to dance before. Seeing that the backyard is really beautiful with all the flowers blooming, I put on my dancing clothes and came here. I heard the sound of His Highness's piano again, and I couldn't help it anymore. Your Highness laughed."

Xie Chenyu's smile grew even brighter.

"I see, then I dare to ask, Master Liangdi, how happy are you?"

Zhao Liangdi's face was full of clouds: "Your Highness is always making fun of others."

Before the words left his mouth, the music of the piano began.

This time it was a real melodious sound. Zhao Liangdi knew that the opportunity had arrived and hurriedly continued to twist her waist along with the music.

One piano and one person, one song and one dance.

One is elegant and flawless in white clothes, and the other is elegant and pretty in gauze, accompanying this beautiful spring scenery.

No one can say a word of praise when they see them, what a couple they are.

——

Zhao Liangdi went to bed.

After many days, he finally went to bed.

She served her with every possible care, and afterwards she drank several bowls of abortion pills.

From then on, she was bedridden for half a month. She only ate, drank and rested, and didn't even care about the affairs in the backyard.

Lin Ximeng was so shocked when she found out that Cui Liangren was in charge recently.

"Qingqing, tell me, is it good or bad to have a baby now? Is that really the case?"

Qingqing spread her hands: "I don't understand this, but Master Liangdi can still raise his own children."

"If she gives birth to a concubine's eldest son, her status will be completely stable."

"Right"

There is no feeling of jealousy at all, just some calculation in my pocket.

Lin Ximeng counted on her fingers.

"If I can become Liangdi one day, I will also have a child. If nothing else, at least I can protect the child, and the child can protect me. It is much better than fighting alone."

"It's best for the master to think so. There is no woman who doesn't rely on her children. It's the mother who relies on her children," Qingqing said sincerely.

Lin Ximeng sighed and leaned on the soft couch.

"But when can I become Liangdi? I also want to be popular, Emma, ​​it feels so good."
To be continued...