"Brother Zhuang, if you have nothing to do later, I wonder if I can go to the house to disturb my beloved wife, who cares about Yan'er and has repeatedly asked me to go and have a look."
If it was really just to see Xie Yan, Mrs.
Xie herself would be much more convenient than Xie Ge Lao.
Father Zhuang said hurriedly: "Nothing, nothing.
Thank you, brother, for coming.
It will make the humble house shine.
Thank you, brother, for inviting me first."
The two got on the sedan one after another.
When he arrived at Zhuang's house, Zhuang's father first sent someone to inform Mrs.
Zhuang.
He led Xie Cong to the study, closed the door and said, "Brother Xie, please sit down."
Xie Cong waved his hand: "Brother Zhuang, you don't have to be so polite.
You and I are in-laws, and we can't get along without seeing each other.
Today's sage's move came suddenly, making you and I the deputy examiners, but because of the imperial concubine."
Last time, the Qin Yushi incident made Long Yan furious, and several people who had people in the palace all stopped news, fearing that they would commit crimes against the wind and become famous as "spying on the harem".
Naturally, this information cannot be compared with the past.
What is the situation in the harem now?
They have a dark eye.
Father Zhuang shook his head, "I'm afraid not.
According to the emperor's temperament, the harem and the front court will not be confused.
I'm afraid it's just to contain which one."
"The military generals have nothing to do with us.
Among the civil servants, there are only a few elders who can use us."
Mr.
Xie Ge twirled his beard and fell into deep thought.
"The Sacred Heart is unpredictable."
Father Zhuang sighed with his hands behind his back.
This person on the throne is probably even more temperamental than the late Emperor.
There was a sudden knock on the door, and both of them were shocked.
"Dad, it's me."
A rising male voice came, but it was Zhuang Jin.
Father Zhuang calmed down and said in a loud voice, "Come in."
Zhuang Jin opened the door and walked in, then closed it immediately.
He was wearing a sky-blue t-shirt, his peach blossom eyes were unruly, and his temper followed this unruly.
"Dad, father-in-law."
He bowed to Xie Cong, showing off his son-in-law's humility.
Xie Cong nodded, "A good son-in-law doesn't need to be polite."
"What do you want to do here?"
Father Zhuang glanced at him.
This bastard was not so respectful to his father.
Look at this attitude towards my father-in-law.
Hum.
Zhuang Jin ignored his father's pettyness, "I've already ordered lunch.
Mom asked me to come and ask if my father-in-law met Yan'er first or not?"
When he mentioned his beloved daughter, Xie Cong couldn't sit still and kept saying: "See Yan'er first, see Yan'er first."
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This appearance made Zhuang's father couldn't help but suspect that he really came to Zhuang's house just to see his daughter.
Xie Yan's pregnancy is nearly three months old, and even though she wears loose clothes in the autumn, there are no traces of it.
She has always been elegant and has a decent face, but the softness between her eyebrows cannot be hidden.
She must have been taken care of by that boy so well that she has such tenderness.
Xie Cong touched his daughter's head lovingly, "How are you doing?
Are you feeling any discomfort?"
She shook her head, took Xie Cong's arm and said affectionately: "Daddy must try the soup I stewed today.
I learned it from my mother."
She looked at Zhuang's mother with a smile and said.
People who don't touch Yangchun water on weekdays actually think of learning how to make soup.
Xie Cong glanced at Zhuang Jin and snorted for no reason.
After dinner, Xie Congluo sat down and then stood up to say goodbye.
Xie Yan walked all the way to the second door and said goodbye to him reluctantly.
Seeing that his beloved wife was depressed, Zhuang Jin coaxed her and said, "After the baby is born, I will go back and live with you for a while, okay?"
Xie Yan leaned on his shoulder and nodded.
After Zhuang Jin sent her back to her room, he went to the main courtyard.
"Dad, my father-in-law is here today, but there is something difficult to do."
Zhuang's father said: "I'm going to the court this morning.
Your father-in-law and I have been appointed by the Holy Spirit to take the secondary examinations for this imperial examination."
"This is a good thing, isn't Ruhui going to take part in the imperial examination this year?"
Liang Yu, whose courtesy name is Ruhui.
He is the grandson of Dingyuan Marquis and studied under Zhuang Fu.
The title of Dingyuan Marquis Mansion was not hereditary, so Liang Yu planned to take the imperial examination.
Zhuang's father looked at his son's leisurely and contented look, blew his beard and glared, "Do you think this job is so easy to handle, or maybe it's a party-related stigma?"
"Dad, you are too forward-thinking."
Zhuang Jin crossed his legs and said leisurely, "Since the emperor has given the decree, you just have to do it with your heart.
You can be praised for your conscientiousness.
If the emperor really wants you to have a knot on your back, Is it possible that you can still avoid the party’s reputation?”
If the king wants his minister to die, he will have to die.
This is not the case.
Father Zhuang's heart moved, but he still looked impatient with him, "Rolling, rolling, rolling.
Don't be an eyesore in front of me."
Zhuang's mother glanced sideways at him and spoke out to help her son, "You can't tell your son to go away if you can't talk about it properly.
I think Boyin is right.
By the way, you need to help this kid like Ruhui."
Zhuang's mother regretted not being able to help Zhuang Zhao and Liang Yu get married.
I originally thought that the late emperor would definitely not choose a noble family for his grandson, but who knew that he would just choose one.
It's really fate that makes people happy.
Although he can't be his son-in-law, he has watched him grow up, and he is somewhat close to him in his heart.
Father Zhuang has great confidence in this student, "With Ruhui's qualifications, he should be in the top three.
He doesn't need my help at all."
In the majestic palace city, news that the emperor favored Zhou Ronghua spread like wildfire.
For a time, everyone in the palace was talking about it, and there were more and more people coming and going in Yunxiu Palace.
In comparison, Yikun Palace is simply secluded and independent.
Although Bai Cha has repeatedly ordered not to talk about these things, there are always exceptions.
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"I heard that the emperor is very kind to Zhou Ronghua and will give him everything.
As long as Zhou Ronghua asks, the emperor will not disapprove."
The envious little palace maid wiped the table and chatted with another person.
"I heard about it too.
Well, you said our queen is so good, why does the emperor suddenly not like her?"
"How do I know?"
The little palace maid raised her head and was about to say something, but she saw Zhuang Zhao standing at the door.
He quickly suppressed his expression and knelt down in panic, "I would like to say hello to you, your Majesty, please forgive me."
Zhuang Zhao shouted lightly with a look of indifference between his brows.
"Bai Cha, please lead them both down.
I don't want to see such a talkative person again in Yikun Palace."
Bai Cha glanced at the two people who were confused and said coldly: "What are you still doing?
Come with me."
Bai Ling changed a cup of tea for her, looked at her expression and said: "It's just a few slaves talking nonsense, don't take it to heart, the queen."
"It may not be unfounded.
I think the emperor really likes her."
Zhuang Zhaoxian clasped the tea cup with her fingers and shook it gently.
The green tea soup was fragrant, mixed with a trace of water vapor, and hit her face, and her eyes became pale.
Hydrate.
Now that you have tasted the pain, you must never make the same mistake again.
She took a sip of tea and swallowed all the bitterness, her pretty face exuding a different kind of light.
"The emperor will have many favored concubines in the future.
There are three palaces and six courtyards, no matter how bustling the place is."
She smiled, showing a lively energy like the rising sun.
Seeing that she was thinking about it alone, Bai Ling felt happy for her and naturally responded enthusiastically.
She had seen with her own eyes how kind the emperor was to his concubine.
Not to mention the emperor's fengshen and handsomeness, his world-powerful status was coupled with his meticulous gentleness.
As long as he is careful, there are several women who can escape his grasp.
It would be fine if he could continue to be so in love with her, but no one is as good as a thousand, and no flower is as beautiful as a hundred days.
He let go easily, but once the sincerity of a woman is given away, it will be difficult to take it back.
Jealousy, resentment, and all evil arise as the times require.
Fortunately, my master can see through it.
Isn't it the same life as guarding my son and daughter?
Once the low pressure in Yikun Palace dissipated, everyone felt much more relaxed.
But the face of the emperor on the throne was darker than before.
"It's lively" he repeated softly, becoming irritated unconsciously.
She was relieved, and she tried her best to protect him, but she just threw it away in the blink of an eye.
How cool and unrestrained!
I am angry at her for being so ruthless, but also hate that she refuses to surrender.
By the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was feeling gloomy.
The Mid-Autumn Festival night is always brightly lit.
The nine-turn tassel palace lantern was swung from one end to the other in a flash, illuminating it as if it were daytime.
The Empress Dowager, wearing a large autumn-colored coat and skirt, was supported in by the Emperor and the Empress.
Five princes including King Ning, King Ying, King Fu, King Hui, and King Zheng were waiting in the front hall, and several princesses were waiting in the back room.
When the five princes saw the Queen Mother, they all hurriedly said, "I have met the Queen Mother.
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She is well."
The Queen Mother stood up straight and accepted this gift.
After all, she is a queen who has been a queen for more than ten years, and she has a sense of dignity when she raises her hands and feet.
Her eyelids were half drooped, and she looked at the scarlet blanket at her feet, "Everyone, get up.
We are several decades old, how can we be so restrained.
Today is a family dinner, please be more relaxed.
The King of England," the King of England was ordered.
When he was called, he took a step forward and said, "My son and I are here."
"Well, your mother and concubine often miss you.
Since you are here this time, I will stay with her.
There is no rush to go back to the fiefdom.
I can just ask the Ai family for a favor from the emperor."
She let go of the emperor and empress' hands. , moved towards the King of England, who hurriedly came over to help her and said: "Thank you, Queen Mother."
The Empress Dowager asked him to help him go inside.
When passing by the other four, she paused and said, "You guys, even though your mother and concubine are gone.
If you want to stay in the capital for a few days, it's not impossible.
Go to the imperial mausoleum."
I would like to offer incense to your father, mother and concubines, and show your filial piety."
All four of them said yes.
The Empress Dowager hummed and went to the back room.
The Queen said: "Uncles, please sit down slowly, I will also pass by first."
The emperor squeezed her hand and watched her go to the back room before looking away, "Uncles, please sit down."
He was dressed in regular clothes, and his smile was gentle and clear, as if he was banished to an immortal.
But several princes knew that this nephew was ruthless.
The emperor sat down on the throne and looked down condescendingly.
King Ning gritted his teeth and sat down first, followed by King Fu, King Hui and King Zheng.
"Your Majesty, the old lady said that the King of England asked her to stay and have dinner with her, so you can use it first."
Aunt Zheng walked out of the back room and asked for permission.
The emperor nodded, "I understand, Tan Chen, serve the meal
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