Under Zhao Yanxun's deliberate guidance, the atmosphere gradually became more relaxed.
The officials congratulated Zhao Yanxun one after another, and the topics of conversation gradually became broader, like a hodgepodge.
From poems and songs to field affairs, to military construction and political omissions, everyone put forward their own opinions.
Although it was not a formal occasion, some of the questions raised still attracted Zhao Yanxun's attention, which was an unexpected surprise for him.
Of course, few people said anything unhappy, and most people congratulated Zhao Yanxun.
But on the other side of the curtain, there was another scene.
Women should be more casual among themselves. These women can leave the banquet and come to Xue Baoyun to talk.
"Mother, the child is young and weak, so you must be more careful and don't catch a cold..."
"That's it. Winter is about to come now, so I need to take more care of you..."
"If you pee, you must change the diaper as soon as possible to avoid getting a rash..."
Almost all of the women have come from the past and have unique experience in raising children. At this moment, they are all dedicated to Xue Baoyun.
Xue Baoyun did not want to miss this information at all, so he called several maids over and asked them to remember it together.
But hearing these words, Huang Rongrong, who was sitting aside, felt particularly bored.
So she quietly got up and came to Lin Jingyu's table on the other side.
It is really ironic to say that there are so many people like these two concubines, but no one comes to talk.
Even if there were, a few people would come together, say a few words and then leave, as if it was a routine matter.
"Sister Lin, is giving birth really as troublesome as they say?"
Lin Jingyu knows how warm and cold people are, but she doesn't care much about it, so when Huang Rongrong asks her at this moment, she can answer calmly.
Picking up a delicate pastry, Lin Jingyu placed it in front of Huang Rongrong and said: "Of course it is troublesome. For example, I have to avoid eating a lot now..."
"Do you still have to avoid food?" Huang Rongrong was a little surprised.
"Not only do I have to avoid food, but I also feel listless every day. I also have to vomit later, and it's hard to even walk with my belly full!"
Seeing Huang Rongrong's scared expression, Lin Jingyu couldn't help but laugh and seemed to feel better.
The two of them laughed and said this, ignoring the noise of other people, but they were still leisurely and contented.
But around Xue Baoyun, after those so-called "parenting sutras" were finished, the direction of the topic began to change.
It can be summed up in two words: crying for poverty.
That's right, these Yuanyang official wives talked in a roundabout way about how difficult their families' lives were, and hoped that the palace could provide more salary.
Xue Baojun is not stupid. She can participate seriously in discussions about internal affairs, but she will not talk nonsense about the previous affairs.
"Everyone has difficulties, and I understand them!"
"But nowadays, who in the world is alive and does not face difficulties?"
"Those ordinary people who work hard every day, regardless of black or white, can only make ends meet!"
Picking up the tea cup, Xue Baoyun smiled bitterly and said: "It's difficult for you, it's difficult for the prince, so let's all... just make it difficult!"
The princess had already talked about this, and all the female relatives could not continue talking.
"What the empress said is absolutely true!"
Everyone raised their glasses and drank together. After drinking the tea, they returned to their seats. However, the scene did not appear deserted. After all, a group of women were gathered together.
Next to Xue Baoyun, Hou Shiyun couldn't help but whisper: "Mother, they are so unprofitable that they can't afford to leave early!"
Xue Baoyun said calmly: "They all once had good food and clothing, but now they have endured hard times for more than a year. It's not bad to be able to speak now..."
It can be seen from this sentence that Xue Baoyun understands these official family members.
Hou Shiyun said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "If they want to have a long salary, they should let their own family members tell the prince in the court...but they come to see you. This is not causing trouble to the queen!"
Xue Baoyun just smiled but did not continue.
But Huang Rongrong suddenly said: "The people from the ceremony office are here!"
At this moment, in the center of the hall, the band members are ready, and the singing and dancing will begin soon.
Songs and dances were performed in Yuqiong Garden, everything was so peaceful and beautiful.
The banquet was also pushed to a climax with singing and dancing, and everyone was happy.
The entire banquet lasted for nearly half an hour.
Everyone returned home happily, and Zhao Yanxun gave everyone a half-day holiday, which meant that all officials could go home today, provided that they had finished handling important official business.
After the officials left, Zhao Yanxun also returned to Yongfu Palace and was currently lying on Xue Baoyun's bed.
After a banquet, Zhao Yanxun felt a little tired after talking so many words. Of course, this was just pretentious on his part.
In the dormitory, Xue Baojun was twisting a hot towel. At this time, there were only two of them in the room.
Holding a hot towel, Xue Baojun walked to the bed and carefully wiped Zhao Yanxun's face.
Squinting his eyes slightly and smelling the faint fragrance in front of him, Zhao Yanxun particularly enjoyed this feeling.
"Are your concubines happy today?"
Looking at Zhao Yanxun who was talking with his eyes closed, Xue Baoyun said softly: "As long as the prince is happy, I will be happy too!"
Suddenly, Xue Baoyun's hand was grabbed, and then the back of her fresh hand was rubbed by a big hand.
Xue Baoyun has not been intimate with Zhao Yanxun since she became pregnant. This situation makes her feel like a deer.
"My beloved, that's a good thing to say!"
Letting Zhao Yanxun hold his hand, Xue Baoyun continued: "Your Majesty, during the banquet today... I heard that I was told a lot of bitter things!"
In fact, Xue Baoyun didn't need to say this sentence, but she still planned to mention it.
If you can go along with the flow and get some benefits for the officials, someone will always remember this kindness.
And if it fails, there will be no loss to Xue Baoyun. It is just a chat between husband and wife.
At this time, Zhao Yanxun opened his eyes, stared at Xue Baoyun and asked: "What kind of bitter water?"
"Those official family members all said that life at home was difficult..."
Next, Xue Baoyun told Zhao Yanxun the bitterness of the official family members intact.
While talking, Xue Baoyun was still observing Zhao Yanxun's expression, but she didn't see anything.
When she finished speaking, the room was quiet for a few seconds, and Zhao Yanxun sat up from the bed.
Pulling Xue Baojun to sit next to him, Zhao Yanxun asked with a smile: "They poured out their bitterness. What did my concubine tell them?"
Faced with this question, Xue Baoyun did not panic and replied calmly: "I told them that ordinary people work hard every day to have three meals a day..."
"Compared with the common people who work all day long, their lives are already very comfortable!"
Seeing the smile on Zhao Yanxun's face again, Xue Baoyun knew that his answer was correct.
Holding Xue Baoyun's shoulders, Zhao Yanxun said with emotion: "My dear concubine, it's rare for you to have such insight, but I have underestimated you before!"
Leaning on Zhao Yanxun's arms, Xue Baoyun looked up and asked, "Then, will the prince increase their salary or not?"
"Let's talk about this later, dear concubine... there's something on your collar!"
"What is it?" Xue Baoyun reached out to touch it.
But Zhao Yanxun took the first step and put his hand into her collar.
