After Zhu Yijun sat on the throne, the ladies entered the palace one by one, addressed themselves as my concubine, and after saluting, raised their heads to let the two palaces and the emperor take a closer look.
Zhu Yijun had great sympathy for these girls participating in the draft. In his opinion, these beautiful women were actually a clear symbol of the objectification of women in the imperial society. From beginning to end, they seemed to be sent to the emperor one by one.
The so-called selection of tools on the bed is just a check on the "quality" of the tools.
And these women were not sent to the palace to have a vigorous love relationship with the emperor or a certain elder brother, as described in later TV series and romance novels - they were just fertility tools used to continue the emperor's heirs.
Later Zhu Yijun once read "Wanshou Temple" written by Wang Xiaobo. One of the passages left a deep impression on him: "The so-called Lao Buddha is just an old woman with a yellow face. The reason why she is noble is because one day in the past there was
A man, the emperor himself, crawled away from her, dragging a ejaculated, limp... And that limp... was the umbilical cord of history."
"The umbilical cord of history"! What a terrifying and apt name. Women in imperial society were closely related to this umbilical cord when they participated in major political affairs. And the umbilical cord that grew on Zhu Yijun's body was not only not weak at this time, but also related to everyone.
Like a young man whose hormones are violently erupting, he is in a state of erectile dysfunction under the impact of the intense beauty of Yiluan Palace.
Fortunately, the thick dragon robe blocked his ugly appearance. Although his face was flushed, in the Yiluan Hall where the earth dragon burned very hot, everyone's faces were flushed, and he could not show off. Zhu Yijun felt endless in his heart
He was in reverie, but his eyes were like searchlights, carefully observing the young girl in front of him.
Although it seemed to Zhu Yijun that all the girls had not fully grown yet and were very young. However, maybe the still-growing body also affected his aesthetics. At this time, every little beauty made him feel different fears.
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Some of them are elegant, calm and quiet; some are shy and timid, which makes me feel pity for them; some are ignorant and full of curiosity; some have good figures and look healthy and lively.
Due to the early stage of the draft, Zhu Yijun did not want to make a big splash, and there was a dispute between the two palaces. In order to appease the emperor, Empress Dowager Li promised that Zhu Yijun would make the choice of the ninth concubine himself. As for one concubine and two concubines, the opinions of the two palaces, especially Empress Dowager Li, should be taken into consideration.
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"My concubine, Mrs. Wang, pays homage to Your Majesty! Pays homage to the Queen Mother!" A voice as clear and clear as an oriole made Zhu Yijun's eyes light up again.
What number is this? Zhu Yijun was continuously struck by beauty, and some semi-chaotic brains subconsciously popped up such a question. After carefully looking at the girl in front of him, he also saw that she had gone through the same cardamom years just now, with a pair of big dark eyes.
He looked at the imperial case in front of the emperor.
Zhu Yijun guessed that these ladies may have been instructed not to look directly at the emperor, but in order for the emperor to see their faces clearly, they were trained to stare at their chests.
This girl surnamed Wang is very beautiful, but what is more outstanding is her temperament - she stood there quietly after saluting, like a crystal clear pond, or like a piece of white snow that no one has stepped on, and she seemed to be in the dark.
A warm yellow distant light quietly lit up on the colorful land.
He held his breath for a moment, and then he heard Queen Mother Li ask from behind him: "What is your name?"
The girl replied softly: "When I return to the Queen Mother, my concubine's nickname is Xi Jieer, and she has no real name."
Zhu Yijun heard the Empress Dowager Chen behind her speak again: "What books have you read?"
Sister Xi still bowed steadily and replied: "I have read the "Female Commandments" and "The Classic of Filial Piety" and only recognize a few words."
The two palaces hummed at the same time and signaled Zhang Hong to lead her out. Zhu Yijun opened his mouth and wanted to stop her and ask a few more questions, but thought about it and forgot about it.
Then some girls passed by, some from the two palaces asked about it, and some just ignored it. Until Zhuang Jingjia came in, Zhu Yijun felt in a daze that the whole hall was lit up.
When she walked into the main hall, Zhu Yijun clearly heard the two palaces behind her taking a breath at the same time. There was a low "buzz" sound in the main hall.
And Zhu Yijun's own heart seemed to be clenched. In an instant, he understood that what Wei Chao had described to him was not an exaggeration. Among these ladies, there was truly one who was of natural beauty.
At that time, he was still laughing in his heart, no matter how beautiful he was, how could he be as beautiful as the semi-natural beauties of later generations? But he ignored that in later generations, those people were only on the screen, how could he get close to one of them. And the lively woman in front of him, But for a moment, he had the urge to use everything he had in exchange for this woman's smile, and to spend the rest of his life with her.
After she finished her salute, Zhu Yijun also calmed down. He calmed down and heard some extremely hard-to-detect hoarseness in Queen Mother Li's voice, and asked the same question as before: "What is your name?"
The girl bowed and replied: "When I return to the Queen Mother, my concubine's name is Zhuang Jingjia."
"Which Jing? Which Jia?"
The girl replied: "Back to the Queen Mother, the word 'Jing' for quiet, and the word 'Jia' for Jiaqing."
Queen Mother Li said "Oh" in a low voice, as if she was thinking that Jiaqing's "Jia" was that Jia. In fact, several people had rosters in their hands, just look down at them.
Zhu Yijun cleared his throat and said with a smile: "Your name comes from 'Qigao Weihe? Jingdou Jingjia'?"
Zhuang Jingjia lowered her head, a trace of red crept onto her cheeks, and heard her reply in a low voice: "That's exactly what you said to Your Majesty."
Queen Mother Chen also cleared her throat and asked: "From your accent, do you think you are from the south?"
Zhuang Jingjia replied: "Yes, I am from Suzhou."
Empress Dowager Chen laughed softly and said something with unclear meaning: "Well, there is something like Concubine Ye. Back then, the late emperor praised her for being 'human-looking' - now another 'human-looking' person has arrived in Suzhou. ’, it’s really beautiful.”
Zhu Yijun's heart thumped, and countless thoughts ran through his mind in an instant, including suspicion, resentment, and vague fear. Empress Dowager Li coughed beside her and said angrily: "On this festive day, what did my sister ask her to do? ?”
Empress Dowager Chen smiled and said: "What my sister said is that I saw this beauty is rare, but I made a mistake."
Zhuang Jingjia's heart was beating wildly as she listened to the conversation between the two palaces. Because she didn't know what was going on, she could only hang her head and say nothing. Empress Dowager Li's face turned cold, and she suddenly asked Zhang Hong, who was standing next to her: "The family law of the ancestors means that the concubine is not allowed to choose a stunning woman. , for fear of disaster. Why was this Zhuang daughter chosen?"
When Zhang Hong saw sweat on his forehead, he knelt down and said, "It's the slaves who were negligent. Please forgive me, Queen Mother!" Seeing the handprint of the Supervisor of Ceremonies, he knelt down. The eunuchs and maids standing there could not stand, and they all knelt down to apologize.
Seeing Zhuang Jingjia's pale face and being frightened by Empress Dowager Li, Zhu Yijun couldn't bear it. He interrupted and said with a smile: "Zhang Hong is not to blame for this. It was his son who made a decree so that they don't have to think like this - this man is incompetent and defeated."
When the country is ruined, what does it do to women? Those who say beauty is a disaster, my son thinks they are all irresponsible."
Although these words are inconsistent with today's mainstream thinking, the views from a woman's perspective naturally won the approval of the two palaces. With a smile on her lips, Empress Dowager Li said to Zhang Hong: "Since the emperor has a will, that's all - you get up.
Come on. Let Mr. Zhuang go out too."
Zhang Hong was grateful for the emperor's gentleness, and stood up to signal the maid next to him to take Zhuang Jingjia out of the palace.
Zhu Yijun's heart moved, and he stopped and said to Zhuang Jingjia, whose face was still pale: "You are a good girl, I like her very much." Upon hearing this, Zhuang Jingjia's pale face suddenly turned into a big red cloth, and she almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
Then a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like a flower in bud, and his eyes took on the color of hope again.
Empress Dowager Chen saw that the emperor was not solemn and coughed heavily. When Zhu Yijun turned to look at Empress Dowager Li with a shy face, she saw that her expression was indeed worried.