Hu Shanwei was shocked when he heard Zhu Zhanzhen talking about his sister's participation in the show.
But the expression on his face quickly returned to normal: "Your Highness, who told you?"
"I guessed it, hehe." Zhu Zhanzhen smiled innocently. If he didn't know history, who would know about her sister? He couldn't find an excuse and casually dismissed it.
Hu Shanwei didn't believe what he could guess, but Zhu Zhanzhen couldn't force him if he didn't say anything. He remembered that Zhu Zhanzhen had teased him, and he had an idea in his mind.
"Your Majesty, Fifth Prince, can you please take a moment to speak."
"Let's do it another day."
Zhu Zhanchen took a bite of the mutton skewers before continuing: "It's not convenient today. There are still times when I need to trouble Hu Shanggong when I get food stamps. I'll come and look for Shanggong when I'm free."
"Okay, then I'm waiting for you, Fifth Young Master."
Hu Shanwei left, and before walking out of the door, he turned around and glanced at Zhu Zhanxi, who was looking at him with an "innocent" smile.
The most important things in the palace in the next few days are two things, one is food stamps, and the other is Zhu Zhanji's selection of concubines, both of which are related to Zhu Zhanji.
The implementation of food stamps was very smooth, but it offended the interests of some eunuchs, making it impossible for them to do favor business. The rules were enforced, and anyone who encountered a short-sighted person was directly executed by Zhu Di. The eunuchs were in a state of chaos, and no one dared to be petty in secret.
Zhu Di vaguely had the idea of introducing food stamps nationwide, but with safety first in mind, he decided to implement it in the palace for at least two months before seeing the effect.
This job was done so well that the civil servants in the court used almost all the praises they could use on Zhu Zhanji. Zhu Zhanji was in charge of the job, and except for the initial ideas, he hardly participated in other matters, and was occasionally pulled away
Just coming up with ideas.
But every time Zhu Zhanji is praised, his good eldest brother and father always talk about Zhu Zhanyi.
The prince was originally afraid that Zhu Zhanzhen and Zhu Zhanji would steal the credit and cause discord between the brothers. Unexpectedly, Zhu Zhanzhen would not take any of the credit, and even had to force himself and Zhu Zhanji to give him some credit, mentioning Zhu Zhan.
Sometimes he smiles helplessly, not knowing whether this is a good thing or not.
Another thing is that Zhu Zhanji's concubine selection is in full swing. Today, Zhu Zhanji forced Zhu Zhanji to work with a few people who issued food stamps.
Ma Xiang, the director of the Banknote Printing Bureau, brought the latest food stamps to Zhu Zhanyi for review. Zhu Zhanyi felt that there was nothing that needed improvement. They were very efficient in doing things. Although Zhu Zhanyi didn't come for much time, the few people were still very good at it.
Respect him, after all, his opinions have saved them a lot of detours.
It seems that this thing can be done. Few people say that promotion to the first level is certain. And as early participants, if they don't make mistakes, they will definitely be the ones to do the next private implementation. So there are still many opportunities for promotion.
They all admire Zhu Zhanzhen, the person who paved the way, and Zhu Zhanji, the leader, and Ma Xiang.
Halfway through the matter of food stamps, Hu Shanggong came and happened to see Zhu Zhanzhen also there.
"Your Highness Taisun, Your Highness the Fifth Highness." Hu Shanwei saluted.
Zhu Zhanji frowned slightly and retreated behind everyone. Of course he knew what Hu Shanwei was coming to see him for. Hu Shanwei had been coming every day recently.
"Your Highness, the Crown Princess wants you to come over and have a look."
"I'm busy today so I won't go." Zhu Zhanji excused himself.
"Your Highness, the Crown Princess said that we must go."
Zhu Zhanji sighed: "Hey, Zhan Zhan, come with me."
"What to do?"
"Go if I tell you to."
He was pulled over by Zhu Zhanji in confusion. On the way, Zhu Zhanzhen asked: "What is Hu Shanggong doing?"
"Because there are so many people across the country participating in His Highness's selection of concubines, His Majesty ordered everyone in the capital to make a selection a few days ago. Now every family with girls of the right age has invited painters to draw pictures and send them to the palace. Every day
There are quite a few.”
Zhu Zhanzhen didn't understand why Zhu Zhanji was so disgusted. He didn't understand until he went to the princess's place and looked at dozens of paintings.
These paintings all depict very beautiful women, as if they were descended from heaven. The backgrounds are either landscapes or plum blossoms and bamboo forests, or something elegant. It can be said that none of these portraits can be counted.
It's like a person looking at a bunch of Photoshopped photos of beautiful women on a dating website. When they meet in person, they are not the same person at all.
Zhu Zhanzhen felt that this was a waste of time, but most of the women in these portraits were women from the families of high-ranking officials in the capital. Many of their mothers even came to the palace, and they talked about their beauty in the princess's room.
daughter.
The noble family members came for a happy event, and even the royal family couldn't deny it. Zhu Zhanji was quite helpless.
At this time, the Crown Princess's guests included Mrs. Wei Guogong and Mrs. Lao Cheng Guogong. In conclusion, Mrs. Lao Cheng Guogong was one generation older than the Crown Princess.
Because of Zhu Zhanji's selection of concubines, people who usually spend their old age at home have come out to go out. After all, the grandson concubine means the future crown princess and the future queen. Who can care less.
Facing the boastful remarks of several ladies, Zhu Zhanji could only continue with a smile.
Zhu Zhanzhen sighed at the side: "I didn't expect to be so tired when I am a grandson."
The sound was not loud and only Hu Shanwei heard it. Hu Shanwei asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, how did you know that my sister also participated in the Concubine's Show last time?"
"Hu Shanggong, do you believe me when I say I can tell fortunes?"
"Your Highness is joking. I don't believe this way of deceiving a little girl."
The conversation between the two was obviously much closer. Hu Shanwei felt that Zhu Zhanzhen was deliberately getting close to him.
"Hu Shanggong is also a girl, so she can be deceived."
Hu Shanwei smiled brightly, the gentle smile of a mature woman, which is really a fatal killing knife: "Your Highness, then I will believe it."
Unknowingly, Hu Shanwei was flirting with Zhu Zhanchen. This was something she had never imagined. Every time she talked to Zhu Zhanchen, she felt that he was not a child.
Others were talking and laughing, but Sun Ruowei was anxious. Yes, she was anxious. Although she and Zhu Zhanji were childhood sweethearts, her status was incomparable with those of noble ladies.
Girls aged fifteen or sixteen are most likely to be carried away by love. The eunuchs and palace maids are also talking about her inability to become the grandson concubine. The crown princess is now becoming more and more vague towards her and cannot give her anything.
An accurate answer.
If she fails to become the grandson concubine, she will lose Zhu Zhanji and become the laughing stock of others.
Her mission in entering the palace was for Zhu Zhanji. Once this mission expired, would she still be nothing? An ordinary female official in the palace? The grandson's maid?
Is it possible to let her watch everything in front of her slip away?
The eunuch and maid of Kilometers have not been treating her the same way as before recently, and she doesn't want to lose it all.
When people are in a hurry, they tend to go astray.
That night, Zhu Zhanji returned to the yard exhausted. He was already drowsy, but he found someone on his bed.
"Why are you here?"
With tears in her eyes, Sun Ruowei talked a lot that night. The two of them had the same feelings for each other, but they were separated by a layer of window paper.
The window paper was punctured, and both of them grew up a lot that night.