The Legend of Zhen Huan: Entering the Palace to Become the Queen Mother

"Is there a distinguished person?"

The emperor couldn't help but frown, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"She is the daughter of Shen Zishan. Shen Zishan's official position is higher than Zhen Yuandao, so the Ministry of Internal Affairs made this decision."

"I know that the emperor values ​​the Han Army Banner, but this marriage between the Manchus and the Mongols is a rule set by our ancestors. The Manchu Army Banner and the Mongols Army Banner each have only one noble lady, while the Han Army Banner has two noble ladies. Isn't this a bit too much attention?"

Yixiu has been married to the emperor for so many years and knows his character best. In his heart, the country is the most important thing.

No matter how much this woman resembled his sister, he would never openly offend the Manchu and Mongolian nobles for this reason.

Yixiu clearly saw that the emperor's brows moved and his eyes were unclear while she was talking.

Yixiu understood that the emperor had taken her words to heart.

Sure enough, the next second I heard the emperor speak.

"Tsk, if that's the case, then let Zhen be given the title of Sixth Rank Changzai."

"It is indeed not appropriate for the Han army flag to enter the palace with a too high rank. This is just right."

Yinzhen thought for a moment and then spoke to the queen.

"The Emperor's clear warning."

Yixiu bent her knees slightly, and her slightly drooped eyelashes hid the satisfaction hidden in her eyes.

"However, although she is a concubine, I also want to give her a title."

Yinzhen spoke.

"Then let the Ministry of Internal Affairs come up with a few nice-sounding titles. Come up with as many as possible. This way, both Fu Cha and Zhen will have titles."

The Queen did not comment on the Emperor's proposal. Although she was still somewhat jealous of the Emperor's special treatment of Zhen, she knew very well that she had already rejected the Emperor many times today.

If I go against the emperor again over such a trivial matter, it will only make the emperor dissatisfied with me.

Therefore, the queen readily agreed with a smile.

"Don't bother with that. I've already thought of titles for Fucha and Zhen."

The emperor waved to the queen, motioning her to come over.

Seeing this, the queen was very happy and walked towards the emperor, putting her hand on the emperor's outstretched hand.

"Wan?"

"This title is very good. If I remember correctly, there is a line in the poem about spring: 'The willow branches are yellow and the flowers are drooping in the mist.'"

"So this title is for?"

Although the Queen knew that this "Wan" was of course the title given to Zhen, she could not say it directly.

"I think Zhen's smile is very charming."

The emperor looked at the queen's puzzled expression and began to explain.

"So what kind of title did the emperor think of for Fucha?"

The Queen then asked.

"The deep green bamboo reflects the beauty of the moon, the Xiang girl dresses up in the morning smoke, so the title should be Xiang."

The emperor thought for a moment and then looked at the queen and said.

"Xiang is an excellent title."

The queen smiled at the emperor, nodded, and agreed.

In front of the Fu Cha Mansion, almost everyone came to welcome the guests. There were sounds of firecrackers and drums, creating a lively scene.

But if you look closely, although everyone has a smile on their face, the smile is somewhat stiff.

Mrs. Fucha had tears in her eyes. Seeing this, Fucha Maqi reached out and patted her shoulder to comfort her.

Soon, Fu Cha Mansion's carriage came into everyone's sight.

"Congratulations, congratulations."

Amid the congratulations from everyone, the Fucha family cheered up and returned the greetings to those who came to congratulate them.

Fu Cha Zhixi, who was sitting in the carriage, heard the faint sound of firecrackers and knew that Fu Cha was coming.

Fu Cha Zhixi pursed her lips, suppressed the emotions in her heart, and tried hard to put on a decent smile.

She knew very well that in this situation, all the people in official circles would come to Fucha Mansion to congratulate her father, and as the protagonist, she must not show any negative emotions.

Otherwise, if seen by someone with ulterior motives, it would only bring trouble to the Fucha Mansion.

"Gege, we're here."

Suqin lifted the curtain and reached out to help the princess down from the carriage.

"Your servant Fu Cha Ma Qi and his whole family will come to join you, my lady."

As Fucha Maqi spoke, he led everyone in the Fucha family to kneel down towards Fucha Zhixi.

Fu Cha Zhixi was about to cry when she saw this scene.

These are the relatives who have doted on her since she was a child. How could she accept their kneeling?

But she knew she couldn't cry, and had to help them up with a smile.

Being selected to enter the palace is a blessing bestowed by the royal family, and the concubine and her family must never show the slightest resistance.

Otherwise, it would be a clear disrespect for the imperial authority.

This is the deterrent power of feudal imperial power.

At this moment, looking at her father, mother and brothers kneeling on the ground, Fucha Zhixi realized clearly for the first time that she would no longer be the daughter of the Fucha family.

From this day on, she was a concubine of the royal family, and even after her death she would be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

Fu Cha Zhixi clenched his fists tightly, trying to calm himself.

Yuhu could clearly sense Gege's sadness. Although she vaguely understood why Gege was unhappy, she could do nothing.

I could only reach out and hold Gege's slightly cold hand, trying to give her some comfort.

Fu Cha Zhixi quickly suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, nodded with a smile, and went forward to help his father and mother up.

"Father, please stand up, mother."

"My young master must be tired after the long journey. You should go to the mansion and take a rest first."

Fucha Maqi looked at his daughter's slightly red eyes and spoke with some heartache.

"Yes, yes, come in."

Mrs. Fucha also quickly spoke up.

She just touched her daughter's hands and they were cold. She must have caught a cold.

A group of people surrounded Fu Cha Zhixi and walked towards the mansion.

Mrs. Fucha held her daughter's hand tightly along the way. She was afraid that she might not have many opportunities to hold her daughter's hand like this in the future.

When Mrs. Fucha thought of this, she could no longer control the tears that fell from her eyes.

The daughter who had been brought up with great pampering by her and her master was actually going to be sent to such a shameful place.

"Father, mother."

As soon as he entered the inner hall, Fucha Zhixi could no longer control his emotions and started crying quietly while hugging Madam Fucha.

She was really scared. She was scared of entering the palace and of having to fight to the death with the women in the palace in the future.

Although she had been mentally preparing herself for the next few months when she knew she was going to enter the palace, once the time really came, she still couldn't control her inner fear.

Especially when I see the people closest to me, the grievances accumulated in my heart can no longer be suppressed.

"Father, can't you think of a solution? Why do you have to let my little sister enter the palace?"

"We already have a daughter from the Fucha family married into the royal family. Does this remaining daughter also have to marry into the royal family?"