An Bin and Tana also smiled and said, then stood up from the round table and prepared to leave.
The little eunuch in the honorary room stood at the door, his eyes lowered, and he clicked his tongue repeatedly in his heart. What if the imperial concubine is the most beloved person in the palace?
Just look at it, even though people were banned for three months during the New Year, wouldn't they have to go to bed immediately after the lockdown is lifted? Suoxiang's legitimate daughter is still amazing!
"Sister Jing, please don't send me any more gifts. Hurry up and get ready for bed. We'll come back in a few days."
Several people walked to the palace gate. An Bin turned sideways and stretched out her hand to pat Qingyan's arm. She smiled and winked at her and said.
"Yes, Sister Jing, if that thing is true, you must give priority to Sister An and me."
Tana also mentioned it hurriedly and hopefully.
Qingyan nodded seriously.
She felt that Kangxi most likely came here tonight to mention this matter to her, and we would see what happened then.
After An Bin and Tana were sent away, and the young eunuch in the Jingsi Room was given a reward for running errands, the palace people in Chuxiu Palace began to work happily.
Half an hour later, when the other ladies in the palace received the news that Concubine Jing was going to bed tonight, their expressions were as complex as a palette of paints.
For a moment, I didn’t know whether to sigh that Concubine Jing’s methods were so powerful, or that the emperor was a bitch in the first place, and she only liked people who had a bad temper towards him. She didn’t like to be gentle and petty, and she was always obedient to him.
.
This made everyone feel that the three-month confinement of the Chuxiu Palace was like a joke. It did not affect the structure of the palace at all, and it did not make Concubine Jing's favor less popular.
Concubine Wen and Concubine Tong, who also held a small part of the palace power, were also stunned.
Before they had time to insert their own people into several key positions in the harem, they watched helplessly as Concubine Jing got up again. This feeling of giving people good hopes only to be shattered was really uncomfortable!
In the small study room of Yongshou Palace, Concubine Wen stretched out her fair and slender fingers to touch the thick account book sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, flipped through the pages page by page, and then placed them one by one into a pile.
I closed my eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, clasping my fingers unconsciously. I felt a little blocked in my heart. I can only say that power is really a good thing that makes people taste it. There is really a huge gap between real power and imaginary power.
ah.
If Chuxiu Palace had not been closed, she and Concubine Tong would not have been able to see the account book. Why couldn't the palace power be divided into three parts...
Xiao Niu Hulu felt extremely regretful. After a long time, she stretched out her fingers to knock on the pear wood table, opened her eyes and said softly to the little palace maid standing not far away:
"Wait until tomorrow to send all these account books to Chuxiu Palace, then put the pair of sapphire bracelets into a rosewood gift box, wrap them up and send them over, saying that they are my unsealed gift to the imperial concubine."
"Yes, I have remembered this." The little palace maid leaned over and responded softly.
Concubine Wen glanced at the account book again, let out a very low sigh and said nothing more.
At the same time, the atmosphere in the main hall of Chengqian Palace to the east was not very good either.
Concubine Tong was sitting on the carved mahogany chair in the hall, her face turned red with anger and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
This was the scene that Nanny Tong saw when she walked in with a young imperial physician.
The two of them ignored the set of broken blue glass cups on the ground with a wink.
The young imperial doctor walked up to her without looking away, bowed to her respectfully and said:
"I am here to see you, Concubine Tong."
Seeing the outsider coming, Concubine Tong pinched her soft palm with her fingertips to force herself to calm down, and asked impatiently: "How is the situation? Is she pregnant?"
The young imperial doctor heard the anxiety in her tone, paused slightly and then said tactfully:
"As far as I'm concerned, it's only a matter of time that Tong Guiren is in good health and pregnant with the emperor's heir. However, judging from the results of today's pulse diagnosis, it will be time for the young master to come to Guishui in a few days."
Grandma Tong stood aside and listened quietly, feeling a little mocked in her heart. This little Tong family had only slept with her twice. If she could get pregnant so quickly, it would really be a disaster on the Tong family's ancestral grave.
Smoked.
When she heard that Guiren Tong was not pregnant, Concubine Tong frowned and waved her hand and said:
"Okay, okay, I know, you can go down first."
"Yes, I will take my leave first." The imperial doctor hurriedly held the medicine box on his right shoulder with his left hand, nodded to Nanny Tong beside him, and then bowed and carefully exited.
Concubine Tong bit her lower lip tightly and stood up from the chair. Her whole body was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on inadvertently, revealing the irritability of wanting to explode its fur from the inside out.
After the spring of this year, the family sent her several messages in succession, and even the clan elders personally said that Tong Guiren in the palace must be sent to bed as soon as possible, otherwise the money offered to her will be reduced.
Half done.
Now, no matter how unhappy Concubine Tong is, she can no longer stop her concubine from sleeping with her.
In recent years, their third wife has suffered a serious blow. Her mother, Tong Guowei, is still at home, and her mother, Hershey, has spent a lot of money to treat her eyes in time, but now she can only barely blur her eyesight.
Just seeing a human figure is no doubt the same as being blind. Not to mention that idiot Longkodo ruined his bright future for a bitch. Even if he could shamelessly enter the palace and become a eunuch, I'm afraid the two
The Queen Mother still disliked it.
In addition, she has been in the palace for four years but has not even had a pregnancy. She is not the most favored empress in the palace. As time goes by, her waist is gradually getting harder and harder. Now when it comes to the issue of heirs, she
I had to compromise.
But every time she watched helplessly as the emperor's cousin came to her Chengqian Palace and was persuaded to go to the backyard to sleep with his concubine who was far inferior to her, she would lie on the bed with her eyes open and shed tears.
Until dawn.
She felt angry and uncomfortable when she saw her concubine being favored, but she was also sad and happy when she couldn't get pregnant.
But if she had to choose one of the two, she would rather let that person have a child early. In this case, not only would she have an explanation to the family, but she would not have to push her cousin away against her will.
Thinking of this, she walked around the debris on the ground and walked to Nanny Tong. She leaned forward slightly and whispered in her ear:
"Mommy, during the Chinese New Year, didn't Mother-in-Law say she secretly sent in a few fertility pills that were commonly used by concubines of the former dynasty and concubines? You can take them to the backyard and let her take them to try."
"Mother, after all, the birth secret pill is from the previous dynasty. We don't know how effective it is?"
Grandma Tong thought for a moment, shook her head in disagreement and said.
"It doesn't matter, E Niang and Amma have found this with great effort. Otherwise, there would have been so many princes and princesses in the previous dynasty? Furthermore, if it weren't for the fact that I haven't taken the fertility drugs prescribed by the Imperial Hospital here,
End, I’m afraid that drinking the two will affect the efficacy of the medicine, do you think I will be willing to give it to her?"
Concubine Tong waved her sleeves impatiently and said.
Nanny Tong frowned and thought for a while, but in the end she couldn't defeat Concubine Tong, and in her heart, she also hoped that Chengqian Palace would soon have a healthy prince who could take on the role of a facade, so she nodded and entered in a hurry
He took out a wide-mouth blue and white porcelain vase with a red wooden stopper from the inner room and walked to the backyard.
Regardless of the situation in the various palaces in the Forbidden City, the atmosphere in Hesheli Mansion outside the palace that had been tense for three months has finally relaxed.
"How's it going? Is the master back?"
Mrs. Tong was walking up and down the hall in the third-bedroom courtyard with her handkerchief in hand. When she saw the little maid in light green clothes walking in, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
"As far as I can tell you, madam, it's not yet."
The little maid was panting as she ran. This was already the fourth time she ran to the front yard, but the concierge said she hadn't even seen the third master's carriage yet.
Tong also knew that she was too hasty. Ever since she heard the news about Concubine Jing's confinement on New Year's Eve, she had been counting the days in her heart day by day. Today was the time to undo the lockdown, but she had been slow to get there.
Don't be anxious if you don't get accurate information. The grandma standing aside saw that my wife was like an ant on a hot pot. She couldn't sit on the chair at all and just walked around in the hall facing her.
He suggested softly:
"Fu Jin, why don't we go and relax in the back garden? Next month my wife and my fourth brother will have their birthdays, followed immediately by His Highness the Crown Prince's birthday. You can also change your mind and think about how to give this gift.
ah."
"Oh, mama, I know you want me to divert my attention, but if I don't understand Yan'er's situation, I won't be able to do anything."
Tong clasped his hands and said with some distress.
When grandma heard this, she no longer tried to persuade her. The imperial concubine was also the child she had watched grow up. At this moment, she was also feeling a little anxious in her heart.
After the master and servants waited impatiently in the hall for half an hour, it was not until dusk that a young boy ran in with a smile and shouted to Mrs. Tong:
"Madam, madam, I'm back from duty."
"really?"
Upon hearing his words, Mrs. Tong immediately stood up from her chair and walked out quickly. From a distance, she saw Suo'etu, wearing official uniform and bathing in the sunset, striding towards their yard.
"master!"
Tong's eyes lit up and she hurriedly ran up to meet him.
When Suo'etu saw her look, he knew what he was going to ask. He put his arm around her shoulders and walked back, comforting her:
"Fu Jin, just keep your heart in your stomach. The Chuxiu Palace has been unsealed, and the emperor has also used the empress's green card."
"That's good, that's good."
Tong's heart finally stopped beating in panic, and she cried with joy and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.
After the couple entered the inner room and dismissed everyone, Tong pulled Suo'etu's sleeve and asked in a low voice:
"Master, have you found out clearly the reason for the grounding? Is it really because of a dog?"
In Tong's eyes, her daughter is a fool, and everyone in the palace is as scheming as a sieve, fearing that this silly child will accidentally fall into the trap of others again.
"Yes, it is indeed related to the wolf dog. I heard from Yan'er that the emperor is giving him a lighter punishment."
Suo'etu sat on the chair, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"But she didn't go into details. I also heard that Chu Xiugong sent many damaged and incomplete ornaments to the Ministry of Internal Affairs today. I guess most of my daughter's money has been spent by now."
"My daughter didn't say anything else?" Tong asked again.
Suo'etu put down his cup and said, "Yan'er said that the glass tower given to Brother Si for his first birthday was also broken. I hope the craftsmen can make a better one."
"As long as this person is fine, everything else is external."
Mrs. Tong added some tea to his cup and said with a nonchalant smile:
"Now, didn't you say that the craftsmen have been able to bake colored glass? You can ask them to bake a larger one, and when Yan'er, mother and son celebrate their birthdays, add 10,000 taels of silver and send it over."
"That's the truth!"
Suo'etu also nodded and said with a smile.
Because of the huge profits from glass, the Hesheli family really has no shortage of money now. He will often send more money to the palace in the future. Not only will his daughter's life be better, but he also doesn't have to worry about the emperor remembering this mansion one day.
Because of the money in the house, he became wary of the Hesheli Mansion.
After he finished laughing, Suo'etu suddenly remembered the envelope in his arms and stopped laughing.
Tong saw something wrong with the expression on his face and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"
Suo'etu turned to look at his wife, then reached out and took out the envelope from his arms, and said to Tong in a helpless tone:
"Fu Jin, do you dare to believe that there are grains in this world that can produce thousands of kilograms of grain per acre?"
"How is that possible?"
Tong shook his head and said with a smile:
"Sir, although none of us have ever worked with crops, we have lived for most of our lives, so we are somewhat knowledgeable, right? Anyway, I have never heard of such high-yielding crops."
"Oh, I didn't believe it at first, but Yan'er even mentioned the names in the letter. She said they were one kind called sweet potato and the other kind called potato. They were the ones she saw in those strange dreams after she fell into the water when she was young.
.”
Seeing Tong's eyes widening in surprise.
Suo Etu took out the letter paper and handed it to her, saying, "Fu Jin, take a look for yourself, Yan'er has drawn all the pictures."
Tong stretched out his hand to take it suspiciously, and when he lowered his head and saw the pattern on the letter paper, he was dumbfounded.
I saw an oval-shaped fat thing with two pointed ends drawn on the light yellow rice paper. Several irregular black lines were drawn in the middle, and a few sporadic short whiskers were also drawn on the tip.
, with two words "sweet potato" marked next to it.
Under it, a round shape with some bumpy black dots was drawn, and three words "Potato" were written vertically next to it.
In addition, there are sparse words in the blank space of the paper: High-yield grain seeds with a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu, Ama, hurry up and find them!
Seeing that his Fujin's reaction was exactly the same as when he first unfolded the letter, Suo'etu couldn't help but said with some emotion:
"I wonder if Fujin recognized what this painting is after seeing this?"
"Anyway, I don't understand what is drawn on this paper at all."
Mrs. Tong also shook her head and put the letter paper back on the table, feeling that her daughter was being lonely.
"I really regret it now. You said that when Ama was in charge of her studying, why didn't we let her learn more talents?"
Suo'etu held his head against his head and said.
No matter whether this high-yielding grain exists or not, as long as there is hope, he, as an important official of the imperial court, the concubine, his uncle, the prince's uncle, and the fourth elder brother's grandfather must do their best to find it, both publicly and privately.
But just from his daughter's poor painting skills, he really didn't get any useful information at all. Wouldn't it be like looking for a needle in a haystack? I've heard of such a high-yielding crop."
"Oh, I didn't believe it at first, but Yan'er even mentioned the names in the letter. She said they were one kind called sweet potato and the other kind called potato. They were the ones she saw in those strange dreams after she fell into the water when she was young.
.”
Seeing Tong's eyes widening in surprise.
Suo Etu took out the letter paper and handed it to her, saying, "Fu Jin, take a look for yourself, Yan'er has drawn all the pictures."
Tong stretched out his hand to take it suspiciously, and when he lowered his head and saw the pattern on the letter paper, he was dumbfounded.
I saw an oval-shaped fat thing with two pointed ends drawn on the light yellow rice paper. Several irregular black lines were drawn in the middle, and a few sporadic short whiskers were also drawn on the tip.
, with two words "sweet potato" marked next to it.
Under it, a round shape with some bumpy black dots was drawn, and three words "Potato" were written vertically next to it.
In addition, there are sparse words in the blank space of the paper: High-yield grain seeds with a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu, Ama, hurry up and find them!
Seeing that his Fujin's reaction was exactly the same as when he first unfolded the letter, Suo'etu couldn't help but said with some emotion:
"I wonder if Fujin recognized what this painting is after seeing this?"
"Anyway, I don't understand what is drawn on this paper at all."
Mrs. Tong also shook her head and put the letter paper back on the table, feeling that her daughter was being lonely.
"I really regret it now. You said that when Ama was in charge of her studying, why didn't we let her learn more talents?"
Suo'etu held his head against his head and said.
No matter whether this high-yielding grain exists or not, as long as there is hope, he, as an important official of the imperial court, the concubine, his uncle, the prince's uncle, and the fourth elder brother's grandfather must do their best to find it, both publicly and privately.
But just from his daughter's poor painting skills, he really didn't get any useful information at all. Wouldn't it be like looking for a needle in a haystack? I've heard of such a high-yielding crop."
"Oh, I didn't believe it at first, but Yan'er even mentioned the names in the letter. She said they were one kind called sweet potato and the other kind called potato. They were the ones she saw in those strange dreams after she fell into the water when she was young.
.”
Seeing Tong's eyes widening in surprise.
Suo Etu took out the letter paper and handed it to her, saying, "Fu Jin, take a look for yourself, Yan'er has drawn all the pictures."
Tong stretched out his hand to take it suspiciously, and when he lowered his head and saw the pattern on the letter paper, he was dumbfounded.
I saw an oval-shaped fat thing with two pointed ends drawn on the light yellow rice paper. Several irregular black lines were drawn in the middle, and a few sporadic short whiskers were also drawn on the tip.
, with two words "sweet potato" marked next to it.
Under it, a round shape with some bumpy black dots was drawn, and three words "Potato" were written vertically next to it.
In addition, there are sparse words in the blank space of the paper: High-yield grain seeds with a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu, Ama, hurry up and find them!
Seeing that his Fujin's reaction was exactly the same as when he first unfolded the letter, Suo'etu couldn't help but said with some emotion:
"I wonder if Fujin recognized what this painting is after seeing this?"
"Anyway, I don't understand what is drawn on this paper at all."
Mrs. Tong also shook her head and put the letter paper back on the table, feeling that her daughter was being lonely.
"I really regret it now. You said that when Ama was in charge of her studying, why didn't we let her learn more talents?"
Suo'etu held his head against his head and said.
No matter whether this high-yielding grain exists or not, as long as there is hope, he, as an important official of the imperial court, the concubine, his uncle, the prince's uncle, and the fourth elder brother's grandfather must do their best to find it, both publicly and privately.
But just from his daughter's poor painting skills, he really didn't get any useful information at all. Wouldn't it be like looking for a needle in a haystack? I've heard of such a high-yielding crop."
"Oh, I didn't believe it at first, but Yan'er even mentioned the names in the letter. She said they were one kind called sweet potato and the other kind called potato. They were the ones she saw in those strange dreams after she fell into the water when she was young.
.”
Seeing Tong's eyes widening in surprise.
Suo Etu took out the letter paper and handed it to her, saying, "Fu Jin, take a look for yourself, Yan'er has drawn all the pictures."
Tong stretched out his hand to take it suspiciously, and when he lowered his head and saw the pattern on the letter paper, he was dumbfounded.
I saw an oval-shaped fat thing with two pointed ends drawn on the light yellow rice paper. Several irregular black lines were drawn in the middle, and a few sporadic short whiskers were also drawn on the tip.
, with two words "sweet potato" marked next to it.
Under it, a round shape with some bumpy black dots was drawn, and three words "Potato" were written vertically next to it.
In addition, there are sparse words in the blank space of the paper: High-yield grain seeds with a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu, Ama, hurry up and find them!
Seeing that his Fujin's reaction was exactly the same as when he first unfolded the letter, Suo'etu couldn't help but said with some emotion:
"I wonder if Fujin recognized what this painting is after seeing this?"
"Anyway, I don't understand what is drawn on this paper at all."
Mrs. Tong also shook her head and put the letter paper back on the table, feeling that her daughter was being lonely.
"I really regret it now. You said that when Ama was in charge of her studying, why didn't we let her learn more talents?"
Suo'etu held his head against his head and said.
No matter whether this high-yielding grain exists or not, as long as there is hope, he, as an important official of the imperial court, the concubine, his uncle, the prince's uncle, and the fourth elder brother's grandfather must do their best to find it, both publicly and privately.
But just from his daughter's poor painting skills, he really didn't get any useful information at all. Wouldn't it be like looking for a needle in a haystack? I've heard of such a high-yielding crop."
"Oh, I didn't believe it at first, but Yan'er even mentioned the names in the letter. She said they were one kind called sweet potato and the other kind called potato. They were the ones she saw in those strange dreams after she fell into the water when she was young.
.”
Seeing Tong's eyes widening in surprise.
Suo Etu took out the letter paper and handed it to her, saying, "Fu Jin, take a look for yourself, Yan'er has drawn all the pictures."
Tong stretched out his hand to take it suspiciously, and when he lowered his head and saw the pattern on the letter paper, he was dumbfounded.
I saw an oval-shaped fat thing with two pointed ends drawn on the light yellow rice paper. Several irregular black lines were drawn in the middle, and a few sporadic short whiskers were also drawn on the tip.
, with two words "sweet potato" marked next to it.
Under it, a round shape with some bumpy black dots was drawn, and three words "Potato" were written vertically next to it.
In addition, there are sparse words in the blank space of the paper: High-yield grain seeds with a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu, Ama, hurry up and find them!
Seeing that his Fujin's reaction was exactly the same as when he first unfolded the letter, Suo'etu couldn't help but said with some emotion:
"I wonder if Fujin recognized what this painting is after seeing this?"
"Anyway, I don't understand what is drawn on this paper at all."
Mrs. Tong also shook her head and put the letter paper back on the table, feeling that her daughter was being lonely.
"I really regret it now. You said that when Ama was in charge of her studying, why didn't we let her learn more talents?"
Suo'etu held his head against his head and said.
No matter whether this high-yielding grain exists or not, as long as there is hope, he, as an important official of the imperial court, the concubine, his uncle, the prince's uncle, and the fourth elder brother's grandfather must do their best to find it, both publicly and privately.
But just from his daughter's poor painting skills, he really didn't get any useful information at all. Wouldn't it be like looking for a needle in a haystack? I've heard of such a high-yielding crop."
"Oh, I didn't believe it at first, but Yan'er even mentioned the names in the letter. She said they were one kind called sweet potato and the other kind called potato. They were the ones she saw in those strange dreams after she fell into the water when she was young.
.”
Seeing Tong's eyes widening in surprise.
Suo Etu took out the letter paper and handed it to her, saying, "Fu Jin, take a look for yourself, Yan'er has drawn all the pictures."
Tong stretched out his hand to take it suspiciously, and when he lowered his head and saw the pattern on the letter paper, he was dumbfounded.
I saw an oval-shaped fat thing with two pointed ends drawn on the light yellow rice paper. Several irregular black lines were drawn in the middle, and a few sporadic short whiskers were also drawn on the tip.
, with two words "sweet potato" marked next to it.
Under it, a round shape with some bumpy black dots was drawn, and three words "Potato" were written vertically next to it.
In addition, there are sparse words in the blank space of the paper: High-yield grain seeds with a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu, Ama, hurry up and find them!
Seeing that his Fujin's reaction was exactly the same as when he first unfolded the letter, Suo'etu couldn't help but said with some emotion:
"I wonder if Fujin recognized what this painting is after seeing this?"
"Anyway, I don't understand what is drawn on this paper at all."
Mrs. Tong also shook her head and put the letter paper back on the table, feeling that her daughter was being lonely.
"I really regret it now. You said that when Ama was in charge of her studying, why didn't we let her learn more talents?"
Suo'etu held his head against his head and said.
No matter whether this high-yielding grain exists or not, as long as there is hope, he, as an important official of the imperial court, the concubine, his uncle, the prince's uncle, and the fourth elder brother's grandfather must do their best to find it, both publicly and privately.
But just from his daughter's poor painting skills, he really didn't get any useful information at all. Wouldn't it be like looking for a needle in a haystack?