Chapter 68 Piano Sound [Three in One]

Fu Zhiyuan's face was ugly, and Zhang Anchu's profound understanding of justice made him feel ashamed.

He felt that Zhang Anchu would always find a way to make him unable to hold his head up.

"Go down, don't come here to give me any chicken soup if you have nothing to do." Fu Zhiyuan said with a solemn face, without even giving her a look.

Zhang Anchu understood in his heart that Fu Zhiyuan would not be in a good mood if he was found to have secretly withheld the book and lost his face in public.

As for giving chicken soup, since you said you don't give any chicken soup if you have nothing to do, then if you have something to do, you can still comply with the order.

Zhang Anchu stepped back, knowing that she didn't get the book now, and Fu Zhiyuan would definitely deliver it to her door soon.

Seeing that she was gone, Fu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xiao Yunzi.

Xiao Yunzi lowered his head and respectfully presented the book that Fu Zhiyuan had just quietly handed to him.

"Your Majesty, when will this book be delivered?" Xiao Yunzi asked tentatively. He also knew that Fu Zhiyuan was in a bad mood now, but he still asked.

After all, things like delivering books would probably fall on him in the end, so he would naturally have to be more concerned about it.

"Let her wait for a few more days." Fu Zhiyuan was still angry in his heart. Since she wanted these books so much, he would let her wait for a few more days.

When Zhang Anchu returned to Wangyou Palace, Siyu stepped forward and asked, "How are you, Imperial Concubine?"

"The book will be sent over when it is found." Zhang Anchu was still thinking in his heart. According to Fu Zhiyuan's temper, he would not send it over so early, and he would have to be idle for a few days.

Fortunately, the piano was also brought here, so I can practice the piano these days.

You also need to practice dancing. If you don't dance for a long time, you will forget it and your body will gradually become uncoordinated.

The longest she can practice dancing is no longer than seven days. However, Teacher Shen has said that dancing cannot be stopped. If she stops, she will not be as proficient as she is now.

"That's good." Siyu breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Yurou following Zhang Anchu, she remembered that when the eunuchs came to deliver things, she first paid money and reminded Zhang Anchu: "Your Imperial Concubine, Yurou just now

My sister used her own money to reward the little eunuchs who brought things..."

Zhang Anchu turned around and looked at Yurou. Yurou was lowering her head at this time. She smiled slightly and said to her: "Yurou, I don't know much about the rules in the palace. I also want to thank you for today.

Nanny, you must reward Yurou well."

"Yes." The nanny took out three taels of silver from her purse, which could cover Yurou's half-year's wages.

"Imperial Concubine, this servant just put down a few pieces of silver, so much, you can't use it." Yu Rou took it in surprise, the Imperial Concubine was too generous, she just put down some money in advance.

"There is no need to shirk it. If it weren't for you today, I would probably have a bad reputation in the palace." Zhang Anchu only asked her to accept it. In fact, she still felt a little sorry for the money.

However, I remember what Aunt Bai said, if she is not generous in the palace, even the flowers, plants and trees will make things difficult for her.

I have been so sad these past few days that I actually forgot these words.

After all, Yu Rou had helped herself today, so she should accept the reward.

"My slave, thank you to the imperial concubine." Yurou was happy in her heart. She had never seen her master in the Wangyou Palace, so naturally she would not receive any reward.

Although Emperor Fu Zhiyuan often comes to Wangyou Palace, she is also afraid of him. After all, Fu Zhiyuan always finds fault.

For example, the floor is not swept clean enough, there are watermarks on the table, the fruits on the table are not fresh, etc...

But the floor is obviously very clean, there are only a few watermarks on the table, and the fruit was delivered yesterday.

I have been on tenterhooks for the past three years, fearing that something would go wrong and I would be fine if I didn't get punished.

Finally, after looking after Wangyou Palace for many years, I can finally get rewards regularly.

"Mill, I want to write some words." Zhang Anchu saw her accept it, and then she would make daily plans.

If she didn't do it, she would spend the whole day in a daze, which would really make her anxious.

Yurou walked to the table first, added a little water to the inkstone, and started grinding it.

Siyu was still a little unhappy. She was the one doing all the grinding work on weekdays. Seeing that her expression didn't look good, the wet nurse took her outside.

"What? Are you not happy that your life was robbed?" the nanny asked in a low voice.

Siyu nodded and said, "Huh, she is quite positive now!"

The nanny had just made a move, even three taels of silver, which was a lot in her eyes. She and Zhang Anchu had never seen such a generous move in so many years.

"Don't be upset. Now is the time to win people's hearts. You see, I have received a lot of rewards. Now Yurou is also active. In this palace, it is much better to get a loyal person than an enemy." The nanny thought.

Transparently, he added: "Besides, you have been with the lady since you were a child. We have been friends for many years. We have eaten together at the same table. We are friends and relatives. How can you compare to her?"

After Siyu heard what the nanny said, she understood. She just felt a little uncomfortable in her heart just now. After she calmed down, she felt that it was nothing.

"Nanny, I know that after entering the palace, everything will be done for the sake of the master, and I won't be annoyed by it anymore." Siyu replied.

The wet nurse nodded with satisfaction. She knew that Siyu was smart and would definitely be more transparent when he spoke.

"It's not easy for the young lady in this palace. We should help her more. Even if we can't help, we can't cause trouble for the young lady or offend others." The wet nurse thought about it. This Yu Rou is the steward maid in the Wangyou Palace.

Then treat her well to avoid causing trouble to Zhang Anchu.

Siyu nodded, but she was also idle now. She had been with Zhang Anchu for a long time, so leisurely that she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Nanny, what should we do now?" Siyu asked, wanting to hear the nanny's arrangements.

"The young lady is settling down now. According to her temperament, she will definitely write some plan. After writing it, it will be implemented. Go and take out the young lady's piano and give it a good wipe. It will probably be used soon.

"said the nanny.

She knew Zhang Anchu so well that she never stayed idle for a day. Today, Zhang Anchu went to look for books. She knew she shouldn't go, but she didn't stop him.

Books are Zhang Anchu’s lifeblood, how can we stop her?

If she is stopped and there are a lot of people, tell her the reason why she must go.

Just ignore it, it's just some books. The emperor is the king of a country, so how can he embarrass a woman because of books?

No matter how bad the emperor was, Zhang Anchu was just looking for some books, she thought, and he should be fine.

Sure enough, Zhang Anchu came back fine.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Siyu left, humming a song and feeling better.

Zhang Anchu is indeed as the wet nurse said, she should also make a daily plan.

Plans in the palace are different from those at home, and Fu Zhiyuan must also be included.

After all, now that she is a substitute, she naturally has to do a good job as a substitute.

Fu Zhiyuan was still in the palace, flipping through the plans. He couldn't help but sigh. Zhang Anchu seemed to have some illness that made him unable to stay idle. There were at least fifty plans. He didn't count them in detail, but he estimated that there were definitely some.

There are a lot of plans inside, and not only that, they are all in a completed state.

Xiao Yunzi saw that the emperor had been watching late at night. If he continued to watch like this, he might be sleepy when he went to court tomorrow.

"Your Majesty, it's time to rest."

Xiao Yunzi reminded Fu Zhiyuan from being immersed in the plan.

Fu Zhiyuan nodded, indicating that he was aware of it, and put the plan in his hand on the table.

"These plans cannot be sent back to her."

Fu Zhiyuan has his own considerations. There is too much content in it, and if others see it, they will also doubt Zhang Anchu's identity.

With this level of relationship, this plan cannot be sent over.

"What should I do with these plans?" Xiao Yunzi asked. He was already thinking that there was no place to put so many books...

Fu Zhiyuan looked into the distance and said in a deep voice: "Burn it, remember to find an open place and don't let anyone know."

"Yes." It was a pity for Xiao Yunzi. With such a large sum, he could save some firewood by sending it to the imperial kitchen to cook the pot. However, since the emperor had spoken, he would definitely do it.

Fu Zhiyuan was served by Xiao Yunzi and took off his clothes and lay on the dragon couch. It was time to sleep.

However, every time he closed his eyes, the contents of the plan he had just read appeared in his mind.

Summary on June 12th: I feel very powerful, I have persisted for so long, I am so satisfied!

Summary on July 31: All plans for this month have been completed. After thinking about it in my mind, I feel that I have made a lot of progress. This may be what the book says, the emperor and the heaven pay off.

Summary of August 20th: My sister's health has improved greatly and she is in a good mood. I am really happy for her. It's great! My sister also praised me for being more talented than her at playing the piano and asked me to work hard. I

I will definitely not let down my sister-in-law’s intentions.

Summary of September 18th: Big brother came back, but because he had to run errands, he didn’t stay overnight at the house. What a pity. I didn’t ask any of the questions I had been saving for a long time. I don’t know if I will have to wait next time.

How long should it last? We can’t do this anymore and we need to think of other ways.

Summary of October 1st: Great, the new January has lived up to the time, a good start.

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Fu Zhiyuan's mind was chaotic and noisy. He could think of Zhang Anchu's mood when he wrote these words, and he couldn't sleep over and over again.

Such a motivated and positive woman, because of her own selfishness...

Why……

At this moment, he heard the sound of a piano, which was beautiful and melodious, playing the famous song "High Mountains and Flowing Waters".

Like the clanging, the cold current in the secluded room, the clear and cold, the trickle of pine roots.

It is also like flowing clouds and flowing water, dancing and dancing.

There are only two masters living in this palace, one is him and the other is the imperial concubine.

Since the great changes in the palace three years ago, there have been many deaths and injuries. Even the former queen, the mother of Prince Xiaoyao, has been hiding in the temple to live her life.

The one who can play the piano at this time in the palace is obviously not him, it must be Zhang Anchu.

The Wangyou Palace where Zhang Anchu lives is very close to here, so the sound of the piano can be heard quite clearly.

Fu Zhiyuan thought to himself, it seems that her sister-in-law is right, she is very talented in playing the piano.

Xiao Yunzi was guarding the palace, Fu Zhiyuan was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, and he knew it.

Now that I was listening to the sound of the piano, it suddenly became quiet, so I simply didn’t care who was playing the piano in the middle of the night.

After the song ended, Fu Zhiyuan had calmed down, but he was somewhat looking forward to what he would play next.

At this time, Zhang Anchu had already tried the piano, and the piano was the same as before. Even though he hadn't practiced for the past few days, he felt a little unfamiliar. Fortunately, he didn't make any mistakes, so he was quite satisfied.

"Put the piano away and play again tomorrow." Zhang Anchu glanced at the sky and saw that it was already getting late. It was the time when she usually went to bed.

There are no books to read now. I just played the piano, otherwise I would be too busy.

"Yes." Siyu put the piano away, and the wet nurse helped Zhang Anchu to rest.

Yurou stood in the hall, still not recovered. The song she just played was so good.

If you could enjoy the sound of the piano every day, how comfortable would your life be?

I was still sighing in my heart. Sure enough, it is inevitable that the imperial concubine will be favored. She is versatile and has a good temper. When I was grinding just now, I saw the good words of the imperial concubine. It is unfavorable to be unfavored!

No wonder, when the imperial concubine went to Qingxin Temple to pray, the emperor still remembered it and came to Wangyou Palace from time to time to see things and miss people.

However, it has been two days since the imperial concubine came back. Why does the emperor always come to visit but never stay overnight?

The imperial concubine must give birth to a prince as soon as possible. The draft is about to begin, and many new people will enter the heart. By then, when there are new people, it is inevitable that the old ones will be forgotten.

She had to think of a way to remind the imperial concubine.

"Yurou? What are you thinking about?" Siyu had already put away the piano, and when she came back to see Yurou still standing there, she asked in confusion.

"It's nothing." Yurou shook her head. Seeing that Siyu and the nanny were not in a hurry about this matter, she had to remind her.

"Let's go down, the imperial concubine needs to rest." The nanny had already helped Zhang Anchu lie down, and came back to call the two of them out.

After leaving the palace door, Yurou said in a low voice: "Nanny, Siyu, in one day, the draft will begin. By then, there will be many newcomers in the palace. It has been a few days since the imperial concubine came back, but she has not been received yet.

Your Majesty is so favored, so you must remind your concubine to conceive the dragon heir as soon as possible."

The nanny and Siyu looked at each other, knowing that Yurou didn't know the inside story, so they couldn't help but shake their heads.

Siyu didn't know how to reply to Yurou. The nanny's mind was racing and she said, "The imperial concubine has this kind of temperament. She doesn't need to be in a hurry. It's useless to remind her."

Yurou thought about it. She saw that the imperial concubine was not in a hurry. She immediately went to look for the book when it was gone. I am afraid that the imperial concubine was not in a hurry to get favored, right?

Could it be that there is some hidden secret in it?

Could it be that the emperor still has unrequited love?

Could it be that the imperial concubine went to Qingxin Temple just to escape from the emperor?

She was thinking more and more, this is not okay, the concubines in the harem cannot be like this, maybe the emperor will wake up one day and no longer have unrequited love, and it will never come again.

Yurou sighed, with worry on her face. Naturally, the nanny saw it and heard it, knowing that Yurou should be thinking about Zhang Anchu now.

"Yurou, don't worry, the imperial concubine will have such a day sooner or later." The wet nurse had no choice but to comfort her for the time being and said.

Yurou nodded, hoping that would be the case.

When Zhang Anchu woke up the next day, she found that the food in the imperial dining room was indeed good, but she hadn't eaten much in years, and she couldn't finish all the dishes.

"Eat it, don't waste it." After Zhang Anchu said that, he went to choose dance clothes. The plan he made yesterday was to practice dancing in the morning.

Naturally, Yurou knew it. After all, she was watching from the sidelines and had prepared dance clothes for her to choose from early in the morning.

Afterwards, I put on my dance clothes and started practicing. The weather was already warm. In addition, Beijing was much warmer than Youzhou, so I still felt a little hot even in my dance clothes.

Not long after, Zhang Anchu broke out in sweat. She had long been used to it. When she was in Youzhou, it was very hot in the summer. Even if she wasn't dancing, she would still break out in sweat.

What's more, she can dance?

When Yurou saw it, she asked the wet nurse: "The imperial concubine is sweating so much, does she need to rest?"

The wet nurse shook her head and said: "As long as the imperial concubine dances, she will not rest all morning."

"That's too hard. Can the imperial concubine bear it?" Yurou asked worriedly.

"I've been here for so many years." The wet nurse looked into the distance, shook her head and sighed. As a result, it is a pity that such a good lady is now in such a situation.

Yurou was thoughtful, no matter what, she had to think of a way to make the emperor favor the imperial concubine.

At that time, it doesn't matter whether the imperial concubine is happy or not, it will naturally be difficult for the emperor to do so.

After Fu Zhiyuan listened to the song "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" last night, he no longer heard the sound of the piano, and his calm heart began to have many waves again.

He asked himself again, had he done something wrong?

Later, I figured it out.

Zhang Anchu will enter the palace sooner or later. She is going to be drafted and should stay in the palace.

Now that she is in a high position, she has nothing to be satisfied with.

Then, he fell asleep.

Zhang Anchu danced all morning, and the three wet nurses also prepared hot water for her to wash off the sweat on her body.

Just like before, Yurou prepared pear blossoms and placed them in the bathtub.

Zhang Anchu entered the bathtub and all the fatigue was swept away.

I closed my eyes, but I couldn't calm down.

The palace is indeed not Youzhou. Even if you practice dancing, you can't calm your heart.

There are many things in my mind, but the most urgent thing is my sister's golden hairpin.

Maybe we need to think of a solution to my sister's request, and we can't let it go on like this.

But, how should we go to the former second prince’s house?

He was confined in the house, and he himself was in the palace and could not get out.

Zhang Anchu was not stupid enough to go talk to Fu Zhiyuan.

If I believe what Fu Zhiyuan said that day, there must be someone who has his eyes on this Wangyou Palace, and he cannot act rashly.

After Fu Zhiyuan came to court, he began to review memorials non-stop, which was something he had to complete every day.

But suddenly he thought of Zhang Anchu's plan. Since he became emperor, his daily life only involved a few things, such as going to court and reviewing memorials, and he seemed to be quite self-disciplined.

"Xiao Yunzi, what is the imperial concubine doing?" Fu Zhiyuan thought of this, put down the brush in his hand, and asked aloud.

"Back to the emperor, the imperial concubines have been dancing all morning." Xiao Yunzi reported the news.

Fu Zhiyuan thought to himself, and sure enough, it was still the same as in the plan, he would dance in the morning, and just like him, he would review the memorial after the court.

"Should the show girl enter the palace tomorrow?" Fu Zhiyuan asked. He deliberately let go of the second daughter of the Marquis of Peking. She will also participate in this draft.

Zhang Anchu and her will definitely not be able to meet each other.

"Tell the aunt in charge of the talent show to stop the show girls from running around." Fu Zhiyuan said, although the show girls were not allowed to go out since the show was held in the Chu Xiu Palace, we still had to be cautious, just in case.

"Yes." Xiao Yunzi excused himself first. The emperor's orders are important matters.

Fu Zhiyuan was also tired, and felt irritable again.

He didn't know why, but since his contact with Zhang Anchu in the past few days, he always doubted whether he had done something wrong.

I obviously figured it out last night, but now I still feel guilty.

Zhang Anchu also didn't expect that he would listen to Fu Zhiyuan's irritating words in those days. But now, when he should have been reading, he had nothing to do, so he ordered Siyu to bring the piano.

It was still the same song "High Mountains and Flowing Waters". She had to play it a few more times to get familiar with it.

Fu Zhiyuan heard the sound of the piano in the palace and recalled Zhang Anchu's plan. In the afternoon, he usually studied and practiced calligraphy, but now he played the piano.

Come to think of it, these books are still here and have not been sent to her.

Think about it carefully, why bother with a woman? It's just a few books, don't make it too difficult for her.

Just as he was about to tell Xiao Yunzi to send the book over, he found that Xiao Yunzi was not there. He probably went on an errand and had not returned yet.

But he was upset because he couldn't wait for little Yunzi to come back.

"Hold the book and go to Wangyou Palace." Fu Zhiyuan said to the other eunuchs serving in the palace, pointing at the pile of books.

When the eunuchs heard this, they stepped forward and picked up ten of them.

The plan book, which Fu Zhiyuan had ordered Xiao Yunzi to burn, was not in this pile of books.

Fu Zhiyuan didn't want to follow him at first, but after much deliberation, he decided to go see Zhang Anchu. Otherwise, the feeling of guilt in his heart would never go away.

After Zhang Anchu played the song "High Mountains and Flowing Waters", he still felt that he was not proficient enough, so he played it again.

Fu Zhiyuan got closer and closer to the sound of the piano and came to the Wangyou Palace.

"See the Emperor."

The cleaning lady and eunuch in the courtyard knelt down to salute. Fu Zhiyuan ignored him and came to the front of the palace.

When Yurou saw that it was the emperor, she quickly knelt down and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

"See the Emperor." Zhang Anchu learned etiquette at the Marquis Mansion in Beiping, so naturally he would not be lacking in etiquette.

Fu Zhiyuan didn't ask her to get up. He sat at the table and couldn't help but mocked: "You know this piece of music?"

Fu Zhiyuan didn't know what was wrong with him. He obviously didn't mean to talk about this before coming here, but when he saw Zhang Anchu, he subconsciously wanted to ridicule him.

Zhang Anchu stood up, feeling quite annoyed. He sat in front of the piano and said, "Just say whatever music the emperor wants to hear."

Fu Zhiyuan did not expect that Zhang Anchu would be so confident. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Guangling Powder."

Guangling San is the most famous ancient song. A poet once said that a Guangling San song is unique and cannot be written.

Moreover, the melody is passionate, generous, and has a fighting atmosphere.

Because of this, those who play Guangling San are generally men, otherwise they will not be able to play the wonderful parts of the music.

Zhang Anchu thought to himself that this Fu Zhiyuan was deliberately making things difficult.
Chapter completed!