On the way into the palace, Ye Zhenzhen kept getting close to the new eunuch in charge of Fengming Palace, Eunuch Lin. According to what he said, the previous eunuch in charge was seriously ill, and the empress granted permission for him to return home to be recuperated. Eunuch Lin also came to the palace a while ago.
He had just been promoted to the position of eunuch in charge, so it was normal for Ye Zhenzhen not to recognize him.
Ye Zhenzhen felt that it was not normal at all.
She often came to Fengming Palace and was very familiar with the previous eunuch in charge. She even recognized his second-in-command. This little-known Eunuch Lin was suddenly promoted to the top of Fengming Palace. I'm afraid things were not simple.
Needless to say, she knew that this matter must involve the secrets of the harem. It happened that Fengming Palace also arrived, so she stopped the topic and asked no more questions.
Ye Zhenzhen entered the main hall of Fengming Palace under the leadership of the palace servants. It was very lively inside. Emperor Xuanwu and the Queen were talking at the table. Sitting under the table were King Wei, Cui Weizhen, Princess Wei and Princess Ningyang. They were also sitting in their respective places.
The atmosphere in the hall was very lively as we talked.
The palace official's announcement interrupted their conversation, and everyone in the palace looked toward the palace door. Ye Zhenzhen took a deep breath, met Cui Weizhen's soothing eyes, and instantly calmed down.
"My wife, Mrs. Ye, would like to pay homage to Your Majesty, the Queen and Your Highnesses."
"Mrs. Jing Ningbo, don't be so formal. Get up."
The queen's gentle voice rang out, and she asked the palace attendants to give her a seat next to Princess Wei and Princess Ningyang, and then she started talking to her in a gentle tone: "I haven't seen Mrs. Jing Ningbo for a while.
But Ningyang often talks about you to me, but you don’t know how much she tastes the wine you gave her, and she often comes to the palace to show off to us."
Ye Zhenzhen quickly said humbly: "My wife's wine-making skills are rough, and the wine she makes is only acceptable, far from the wine provided by the royal family. Her Royal Highness is just trying to be fresh."
"Zhenniang, you are too humble. Your wine is as good as the wine offered by the emperor. Even my father has praised it."
Princess Ningyang looked at Emperor Xuanwu and asked him to prove it: "Really, father?"
Emperor Xuanwu stroked his beard gently, nodded and said: "The taste is indeed extraordinary. Mrs. Jing Ningbo's talents and abilities are not inferior to those of men. Are you really the one who came up with the recipe that Cui Aiqing handed over in the first half of the month?"
Ye Zhenzhen and Cui Weizhen looked at each other and instantly understood what the emperor meant. The reason why he asked this question was probably because he suspected that Wei Zhen deliberately used his own ideas to take credit for her.
It was also because Cui Weizhen's doting wife character was so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that the emperor had such an unreliable suspicion. Of course, it also proved from the side how good Ye Zhenzhen's proposal was.
"I dare not deceive Your Majesty. The idea of establishing Baishan Hall was proposed by my wife. However, when formulating the details of various plans, my husband provided a lot of guidance. Even the memorial was written by my husband and copied by my wife."
Emperor Xuanwu nodded: "To be honest, there is no difference between what Cui Aiqing said. After all, the expressions in the memorial are limited. Please give us more details."
Ye Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief, because Cui Weizhen had already predicted this situation, and she had prepared it in advance, so she calmly talked about Baishan Hall's establishment plan, operation model, future development prospects and other matters.
After the lecture, she once had an illusion of time, as if she was not talking to the emperor at this moment, but was negotiating with her partners.
Of course, this is just an illusion, because all the initiative lies with the emperor who enjoys the exclusive throne.
