---The eighty-year cane punishment shall be executed by me immediately---
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As soon as Wanyan Che left, the figure in charge of Su appeared in the Yanbo Pavilion. He frowned as if he had encountered some problem, and said sadly to the gentleman: "Miss Jun, the Imperial Concubine of Deming Taihuang has spoken and asked Miss Jun to come into the palace."
trip."
"The Imperial Concubine Mingde?" Jun Ziyan was stunned by the title Su Guanshi mentioned, and he was puzzled. Who is it?
"The Imperial Concubine Deming is the prince's biological mother." Steward Su hesitated for a moment, then answered cautiously, with obvious worry flashing in his eyes.
Hearing this, Jun Ziyan suddenly understood. After a while, Shen Ling said: "I know, I'll go right away." After walking a few steps, he turned back and said to Su Guanshi: "If I haven't come back before dinner, you can let me go."
Xuanhan came to the palace to pick me up."
Su Guanshi was already worried, but when he saw her acting like this, he understood the mystery behind the gentleman's words. He nodded lightly and said cautiously: "Young lady, you must be careful with your words when entering the palace. Imperial Concubine Mingde is a person of great interest. You must not
Let her seize the clue and keep it secret from Miss Jun. The Imperial Concubine is probably going to take action this time and will inevitably make things difficult for you. I ask Miss Jun to be humble and patient."
After listening to Su Guanshi's advice, Jun Ziyan smiled gratefully at him and said, "Ziyan must abide by Su Guanshi's good advice."
There is still a slight smile on her elegant face.
Since such a noble woman has no skills and wisdom, how can she survive in the palace!
A gleam of wisdom flashed through Quan's eyes, and it seemed that this time, 'the requester was not kind'.
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After a cup of tea, a palace carriage drove into the palace from outside the palace. Perhaps because the carriage was affiliated with the "Cirui Palace", it passed without hindrance.
Along the way, Jun Ziyan just casually lifted the curtains to enjoy the scenery of the emperor's palace. It seems that what the ancients said was the colorful scenery, dragon carvings, pavilions, and beauty.
Everywhere in the palace shows its nobility, luxury and magnificence, showing its superiority everywhere!
However, to Jun Ziyan, these were just smoke that flashed at a glance. He lowered the silk curtain and leaned sadly against the wall of the car with a wry smile. He understood Concubine Mingde's sudden announcement and knew in his heart that his son could not be found.
He wanted to find someone who had caused him trouble to settle accounts and lecture him.
She sighed lightly and frowned slightly. Suddenly, she really missed the modern 'name brother' and those 'subordinates'. She was here these days, and she didn't know if her 'death' had brought any consequences to them.
To be troubled or sad, with his lips raised slightly, maybe she has been buried in the loess by him there, and is only an occasional memory?
People are like actors, and drama is like life. She feels that her life experience can be written into a book.
The hands under her sleeves were clasped tightly. If the people she cared about most had to leave her in this place, then it didn't matter whether she stayed or not.
The car suddenly stopped running, and Jun Ziyan already knew that the palace of Concubine Mingde had arrived.
"General, Madam, please get out of the car! 'Cirui Palace' has arrived." The eunuch's high-pitched voice sounded half respectful and half proud.
Following his gesture of opening the curtain, the woman in the car stepped on the stool gracefully and got out of the car. She frowned and was slightly unhappy with the eunuch's title, but she couldn't explain it. She could only nod indifferently:
"Please, father-in-law, lead the way for Ziyan."
Xiangrui Palace
Purple gauze curtains hung in layers outside the screen. The early autumn breeze blew slowly, raising ripples. A person was vaguely visible lying in the inner room, but he couldn't see clearly.
The surrounding temperature slowly dropped with every breath of the soft and lazy woman in palace clothes. The palace maids who were waiting under the gauze stayed aside cautiously and held their breath. I felt that the Cirui Palace had become something strange. It was cold and cold, making people feel frightened.
At this time, a palace maid walked in outside and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine, the general's wife is waiting outside."
The palace maid gathered up the gauze, and a majestic word came from the inner room: "Noisy." The graceful and luxurious figure of the imperial concubine sat down in a dignified posture.
In an instant, the cold current filled the palace like flying knives, making the palace attendants tremble with fear.
Following the commotion of Concubine Mingde, a woman in an indigo dress strolled into the palace. The light green gauze dress made her already slender figure look even slimmer.
The green silk that fell to the ground gently holds the crescent moon ribbon, and the jasper hairpin is crossed diagonally. The skin is as cold as ice, the powder is not applied, the eyebrows are lightly swept, and the rhombus lips are not stained with vermillion, which makes the beautiful Five Palaces elegant and three-point cold and glamorous for seven days. He slowly walked forward and stopped, the green hair on his cheeks fluttering lightly in the wind, his temperament and charm were warm and sad, but there was a sense of alienation and coldness.
Although Jun Ziyan was not willing to be rude to strangers, he had to follow the local customs when he entered the country. He performed a self-standard palace ceremony and said in a loud voice: "The Emperor's noble concubine is a thousand years old."
Knowing that the rules in the palace were not to look at the master, Jun Ziyan did not raise his eyes, his back was straight, but he did not appear humble. The clear, aloof and indifferent look in his eyes showed obvious alienation and respect.
At just the first glance, Imperial Concubine Mingde was disgusted with the woman in front of her. Her sharp and deep eyes were as unpredictable as the sea, as sharp as a knife, and her eyes flashed with deep resentment.
The slender fingers with the gold fingertips were lightly raised, and the condensed willow eyebrows were raised lightly. What she hated most was that women had such arrogant eyes, which made her want to dig them out. It was because of these eyes that her son was so beautiful. Will you be so determined to take away his wife? It’s really ridiculous.
Her lips were raised slightly, and her well-maintained face was filled with a deep smile and a chill: "Give it all to me." Because the Supreme Emperor and Queen Mother Ning Xian died without naming her queen, she could only call her 'this palace', and Not 'Aijia'.
After the palace attendant withdrew, for a long while, they both sat and knelt. The imperial concubine seemed to have no intention of letting Jun Ziyan stand up. She just stared at her with an overly probing eye, and such a deep gaze penetrated Jun Ziyan. The thousand limbs and bones of the words penetrated to her heart, making her hold her breath. Thinking of Su Guanshi's words, sweat broke out from her temples.
Such a condescending person made her feel shuddering. She would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous, because her gaze was filled with resentment.
The imperial concubine suddenly spoke in a deep voice, and her first sentence was shocking: "It seems inappropriate for the general's wife to dress like this according to the laws of Ji Jin, right?"
Junziyan saw that she did not call him to stand up but asked him in a questioning tone. He couldn't help but sneer. This is the so-called royal etiquette. Without permission, people can kneel down without permission, but they are proud of it!
Without raising her eyes, she pursed her lips slightly. The other person's words did make her feel a little less confident. This was the most annoying thing in ancient times, whether it was a woman who had not yet had haircuts, a married woman, or a divorced woman. All have designated hair styles and dress tones.
She once read in the Ji Jin Laws and Regulations that the color of the clothes of women who are not hairy can be bright and lustrous, and the hair can be exquisite and casual.
Married women must have noble and elegant hair on their temples and dress in gorgeous colors;
However, the abandoned women or widows can only live in an old-fashioned hair garden, and their clothes can only be made of burlap, and the colors are only gray and ink.
Anyone who violates the rules will, once discovered, be punished with a rod of thirty, or be stripped of his hair and become a nun, always guarding the ancient Buddha of the Green Lantern.
Therefore, the identity of an average woman can be determined at a glance just by her appearance.
And she just divorced her husband on her own, and dressing up like this was also a casual move. She didn't think much about it, but she didn't expect that the woman in front of her would catch her at a glance, and use it to question her in a high-sounding way. If she had intentions, she
Naturally, I can't escape today's punishment.
Jun Ziyan was really at a loss for words for a moment, so he could only reply respectfully: "If you reply to the Imperial Concubine, the daughter of the people will be convicted." However, the arrogance between his brows was reduced by half.
Seeing her being so docile, the Imperial Concubine reprimanded her again: "As a woman, I won't talk about the ceremonial dress prescribed by the Halberd Law, but don't the general's wife also understand the 'three obediences and four virtues' and 'women's integrity'?"
The general is even more ridiculous. He can actually let the general's wife live in Prince Su's palace openly and honestly as his wife, and it is also in Prince Su's main cabinet. I can't help but wonder what the general's wife's intentions are? What do you think about women's integrity?
And where are the three obediences and four virtues?
It's really eye-opening for me that a woman like you, my son, would come to light just to save you." The deep voice was slightly higher, but it was all breathtaking and majestic.
The shameful words pierced the ears. In an instant, Junziyan clenched his pink fists under his gauze sleeves. His eyes were as cold as blades. He slowly raised his eyes in sullen anger, pursed his lips and said breathlessly: "Return to the Imperial Concubine,
Among the three obediences and four virtues that women think of, women's ethics and integrity are monogamy, mutual trust, and mutual support. The word "virtue" lies in being obedient, adhering to the husband's ways, and adhering to the wife's rules. The "three obediences" lie in the heart, obedience to the husband, obedience to the mother-in-law, and obedience to the wife.
However, if the love between husband and wife is no longer there, all that is left is a 'letter of divorce'. This is what folk women think of as the 'three obediences and four virtues' and 'feminine integrity'.
At this time, my identity is not only the tea master of "Yu Fengxuan", but also the person who has been in love with Prince Su for a long time. It is reasonable for him to save me. If it happens again, I hope that
I was the one who fell off the cliff.
As for why the daughter of the people lives in Meringe Pavilion at this time, we have to wait for the prince to come back before he can answer the question for the imperial concubine. The rest, the daughter of the people, has no comment. If there is any disrespect, please forgive me for the concubine.
crime."
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The emperor's concubine patted the brocade table lying on her elbow, and her voice made the palace attendants outside tremble.
"You are so courageous. You dare to look directly at me. You dare to contradict me. You are so arrogant and confident in your words. Come here, please take down this woman who does not know how to praise me and has no shame. I will punish her with eight sticks."
Ten, let me execute it immediately."
As soon as such intimidating words were spoken, several male eunuchs walked in immediately outside. Two of them held a two-meter-long thick stick in each hand, and one person brought a long bench. They all had solemn expressions on their faces. A suffocating cold wave filled the inner palace.
It's so heartwarming.
Jun Ziyan clenched her pink fists under her sleeves, but she felt unhappy in her annoyance. Since she was always being beaten with sticks, why did she have to swallow her anger? She glanced at the surrounding formations and sneered, her eyebrows filled with arrogance.
They are all unruly and crazy.
Such an attitude was naturally disrespectful in front of the concubine, the concubine. She raised her delicately painted eyebrows and asked coldly: "Why are you laughing?" He pressed his hand on the brocade table and said sullenly with three fingers engraved with gold fingertips behind it.
Bend up.
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