Don't be a salted fish, the daily life of the concubine in the palace

Shen Mieyue put down his chopsticks and said, "Mother, I already have a girl I like. She is in Liangzhou City. But she is not willing to marry me yet. I will try harder after I return to Liangzhou City."

Mother Shen felt relieved and said gently, "If the girl doesn't want to, don't force her."

Shen Mieyue continued to eat the braised pork.

Mother Shen's eyes fell on Shen Xiuming who was drinking soup again. She frowned and said, "You are already an adult. I will feel relieved if you can get married and start a family soon."

Shen Xiuming paused while drinking his soup, and suddenly a pretty face appeared in his mind.

At the welcoming banquet held in Qinghua Hall a few days ago, Shen Xiuming did not drink, but Mo Xun from the Yue State delegation was drunk.

Shen Xiuming sent Mo Xun back to the embassy. When he threw Mo Xun onto the bed, Mo Xun's belt was loose, his clothes were askew, and Shen Xiuming accidentally caught a glimpse of Mo Xun's curvy chest.

Mo Xun is actually a woman!

In the past few days, Shen Xiuming couldn't help but think of Mo Xun. He had never seen such an interesting girl...

But he was an official of Daqing. If he married a girl from Yue, he would probably be opposed by his whole family and it would also cause discussion in the court.

Shen Xiuming could only wipe his mouth and pretended not to care and said, "Mom! A real man should build a career first and then start a family."

Mother Shen shook her head helplessly.

After a hearty meal, Shen Wei took a walk in the yard in the afternoon to digest the food, accompanied by Shen Mieyue.

The Shen family's courtyard was sparsely covered with flowers and plants, and the scenery was average. Shen Mieyue walked beside Shen Wei and reminded her softly, "You are in the palace, be careful about everything."

Shen Wei smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother. Just hold on to the military power. When Chengtai and Chengyou grow up, they will still need your help as their uncle."

Shen Mieyue's mind trembled, and he nodded quickly: "I know."

The wind blew through the flowers and plants in the yard, making Shen Wei's eyes suddenly dark and dizzy, and she almost fainted. Seeing this, Shen Mieyue hurried forward and said, "Little sister, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Wei rubbed her brows and said, "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

She always felt very tired these days, and sometimes had nightmares at night, and felt extremely weak the next day. Shen Wei planned to go back to the palace to find a few imperial doctors to check her pulse and see what disease she had.

The time to visit her family was limited, so Shen Wei did not stay any longer. She handed a few boxes of medicinal herbs and silks to Shen's mother, and quickly left the Shen family and returned to the palace.

...

A few days later, the emperor issued several imperial decrees in succession.

Shen Wei's younger brother, Shen Xiuming, was promoted to the position of Chief Clerk of Nanhai County, a fifth-rank official. He was responsible for the administrative supervision of Nanhai Prefecture and the management of trade transactions with Donglin State.

The deceased wife of Duke Lu was posthumously awarded the first-rank imperial title.

Yan Yunting, the most promising member of the Yan family, had made outstanding military achievements, and the emperor originally made him the Minister of Rites. However, Yan Yunting was so bold that he asked the emperor to marry Princess Zhaoyang. The emperor was furious and only made him the Right Vice Minister of Rites.

In addition, the emperor promoted many officials from poor backgrounds and demoted dozens of officials who were just sitting there doing nothing.

Anyone who has a little understanding of the situation in the court will keenly discover that the emperor is supporting the new nobles from humble backgrounds and suppressing the redundant officials from aristocratic families.

At the same time, Princess Zhaoyang's marriage to the Kingdom of Yue had been finalized, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs began to prepare items for Princess Zhaoyang's wedding.

Zhaoyang was the younger sister of the Daqing Emperor, and she was of high status and deeply loved by the people. Her dowry was extremely rich, with countless gold, silver and jewelry filling dozens of carriages. In addition, she had a number of slaves and servants, and the emperor also gave her a special guard of 100 people with high combat effectiveness.

After Si Tian Jian divined and matched the horoscopes to determine an auspicious date, General Shen Mieyue of Daqing State was appointed as the escort envoy to personally escort Princess Zhaoyang to marry the Kingdom of Yue.

The date for Zhaoyang to leave Beijing was set on the first day of May.

On the eve of the departure, the princess's mansion was decorated with lanterns and full of joy. Zhaoyang was in the backyard storehouse, counting the items to be taken away with the bride, and the maids and eunuchs were busy loading boxes of things onto the carriage.

Marrying far away, the journey was tiring, and the caravan was moving very slowly. It was estimated that it would take at least two months to reach the border of Qing and Vietnam. In addition to the expensive dowry, sufficient food had to be prepared.

"Princess, the young master of the Yan family wants to see you." A palace maid came to report.

Zhao Yang said impatiently: "Just chase him away. If he breaks in, just let the guards kill him."

In the past few days, Yan Yunting came to the princess's mansion every day to ask for an audience, and sometimes even stood at the door of the mansion for a whole day. This caused a lot of discussion in Yanjing City and rumors spread everywhere.

Zhaoyang just felt unlucky.

Zhaoyang continued to count the dowry when a loud noise came from outside the house. Zhaoyang turned around and saw Yan Yunting, covered in blood, rushing in. There were knife marks on his clothes left by the guards.

The hair crown fell off and the hair was disheveled.

He looked so miserable and pitiful.

Yan Yunting rushed forward anxiously, trying to grab Zhaoyang's hand. He said, "Zhaoyang, I know you were forced! The Emperor forced you, the Queen Mother forced you—"

"Shut up and stop talking nonsense." Zhaoyang frowned in disgust, "This princess voluntarily marries the Emperor of Yue."

Yan Yunting was almost like a demon: "Impossible, you obviously only love me! That day when you came to the Yan family's villa, you ran into me and Rou'er... I know you are angry! But I promise, I will marry you as my wife! Rou'er is just a concubine and will never replace you!"

He knew that Princess Zhaoyang wanted to have him all to himself.

But how can a man in the world marry only a wife and not take concubines? Looking at the major families in Yanjing, which head of the family does not have many wives and concubines?

He didn't understand Zhaoyang's thoughts.

The position of the first wife was reserved for Zhaoyang, so why not? In order to irritate her, she insisted on marrying far away, sacrificing the happiness of the rest of her life.

Zhaoyang's temples were throbbing. She said angrily, "Someone, chase this bastard out! If he breaks in again, kill him!"

The guards of the princess's mansion immediately stepped forward to drive them away.

Yan Yunting felt very aggrieved and unwilling. He had already put aside his dignity as a man and humbly came to the princess's residence to admit his mistakes. He did not change his mind even after being severely reprimanded by the emperor, and took the initiative to seek the princess's forgiveness - but she was still unwilling to give in.

So stubborn!

A man's patience has its limits.

Seeing that Zhaoyang did not repent, Yan Yunting became furious and said angrily, "Okay! Okay! Okay! Since you are so heartless, I will not come to look for you anymore! I will go and ask the emperor for permission to marry Rouer as my principal wife!"