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The yamen of the previous dynasty were all sealed, and the ceremonial supervisors were free to hold their pens. They were supposed to return to the imperial court to take care of the pens and inks, but the emperor had to be served by Qi Yu these days, so he used them smoothly and planned to continue using them. .

The emperor was quite leisurely and elegant today, and said that he wanted to draw a picture of plum blossoms in winter, and Qi Yuzheng was grinding ink for him.

The emperor sketched the thick, thin, straight and straight at will, and gradually a vigorous and iron-framed old plum appeared on the paper. The emperor looked left and right, full of pride for a while, quite proud, and called Qi Yu to come forward for him to evaluate.

"Tell me, how about my plum branch."

Qi Yu knew in his heart that the emperor wanted to be flattered, but he also knew that the reason why he won the emperor's heart more than the other slaves was not only that he was able to observe words and serve properly, but also that he was once a Juren, which made his flattery different from others. It can make the emperor who was often cornered by civil servants in the previous dynasty, but raged for a bad name, feel refreshed similar to revenge.

Therefore, he did not have the humble attitude of being a servant, and walked forward as he said, looked at it carefully for a moment, and kept shaking his head and sighing.

Although the corner of the emperor's mouth was still twitching, his eyes turned cold, and he said calmly: "If you have something to say, it's the worst thing to see."

Qi Yu took a deep breath and bowed to the emperor.

"It's just a pity to be a servant. If your majesty was not born in the royal family, and you have to sleep all day long for state affairs, which delays the time for painting, there must be many more famous paintings in this world that can be passed down through the ages."

The emperor raised his brows, seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, he couldn't help laughing loudly, shaking his head with emotion: "You are a man who has no scruples in speaking, and dare to blame the emperor for being diligent in government affairs and persuading him to indulge in painting skills. But it's a big treachery, be careful, I will punish you!"

Qi Yu pretended to be panicked, and hurriedly knelt down: "Your servant is presumptuous."

"Forget it, get up." The emperor smiled, "Everyone in this palace only picks up nice words, and everyone outside the palace likes to criticize me. People like you can speak out and don't take it as an excuse to disobey the emperor's will." Rong people are also rare."

Qi Yu stood up and said respectfully, "Your Majesty is benevolent."

The emperor was quite satisfied with his knowledge, and casually cared about this "loyal servant": "What's wrong with your hand?"

Qi Yu lowered his eyes and stretched out his gauze-wrapped hands.

"Returning to Your Majesty, my maidservant went to Lanfang Pavilion yesterday to present a reward to Zhou Baolin. Madam Baolin saw that His Majesty had rewarded her so much, she accidentally knocked over the teapot overjoyed. The pot was made of pottery, not as strong as porcelain, and it would shatter when it fell to the ground. That's right, the servant girl accidentally hurt her hand."

Thinking of the hasty scene, the emperor laughed aloud: "This girl is really reckless, she didn't hurt herself, right?"

Qi Yu shook his head and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Mrs. Zhou was not injured. It's just that the servants went to many ladies and wives to give rewards the day before yesterday. Looking left and right, I found that Mrs. Zhou's Lanfang Pavilion is really simple, and the tables, chairs and screens are a bit rough. It is outdated, and there is not even a white porcelain teapot in the room. After all, this hall was prepared for the ladies before, but now His Majesty has given Baolin his heart and raised his position for Mrs. Zhou, so the servants are negligent."

Hearing what he said, the emperor really felt that he was not considerate enough to the newly promoted Baolin, and when he thought of Zhou Shuhe's young body and her joyful trust when she looked at him, he couldn't help being moved.

He glanced at Qi Yu and said, "Since you're injured, call Yao Huai'an to take care of you from tomorrow. It just so happened that I also told Wan Min about Jin you becoming the eunuch of Bingbi. When you have free time, prepare yourself. It’s time to tailor clothes, build a mansion, don’t look shabby, I’m tired of looking at it, and wait for you to wear official uniforms for me at the New Year’s Eve banquet, remember.”

Qi Yu was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly knelt down, and said in a loud voice: "Your servant obeys the order, thank you Lord for your kindness."

That night, the emperor turned over Zhou Shuhe's sign again.

Originally, among the new concubines who entered the palace, apart from those picking girls in Liangyi Hall, Shen Shunv was the only one who hadn't been favored yet.As a result, the emperor went to Chen Baolin's place in Yihe Palace yesterday, and gave many rewards, and today he ordered Zhou Baolin from Yihe Palace, who gave rewards and sent someone to renovate the palace, such a big battle, so angry Lady Shen from Zhongcui Palace turned her head and went to the empress concubine Zhuang to cry heartily.

"Is there any sorcery in Yihe Palace? Why did His Majesty lose all the rules of his ancestors? The new concubine who was born as a beautiful woman has not finished seeing her for a round, so she recruited Zhou Shuhe again."

Concubine Zhuang glanced at her sideways: "How can you make irresponsible remarks about His Majesty's rules?"

Shen Shunv hurriedly got up, and made a gesture to hit herself: "This concubine is really talkative, she deserves to be hit."

"That's right, disrespecting Your Majesty and talking nonsense, as a lady, it's really wrong to call the name of Bao Lin who is two levels higher." Concubine Zhuang leaned on the couch, and changed the topic, "But fortunately, you can still know your mistake. If you don’t want to be that villain, if you think you should fight, then go ahead and fight.”

Shen Shunv originally wanted to fight against the enemy, but she never expected that Concubine Zhuang would not let go of her pigtails. Hearing this, she was a little embarrassed.

"Hit!"

Concubine Zhuang was so annoyed that she raised her voice and slapped the table, causing Lady Shen to tremble, she slapped herself while crying.

Seeing that she was still obedient, Concubine Zhuang also stopped her voice, and said softly with the "pa, pa" of skin and flesh: "Maybe Shen Shunv is not very clear, no matter how strict the teaching nuns in Chuxiu Academy are, they will not let you down." Girls die. But this palace is different, you can just seek death yourself, but when there is no evidence, you talk about sorcery, and those who don’t know think it’s my jealousy of Yihegong and those little rascals, slandering them Practicing witchcraft."

Shen Shunv said yes again and again, but she didn't dare to stop her hands, but after a while, her face swelled slightly.

Concubine Zhuang got up and walked in front of her, grabbed her and raised her hand to hit her again, and smiled meaningfully: "I don't actually want to punish you, but there is a reason I hope you understand, that is, to be a human being, you have to be careful." evidence."

After that, she called the maid, helped herself to walk inside, and sighed as she walked, "Evidence is a good thing."

"Evidence..." Shen Shunv murmured lying on the ground, suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, she hurriedly got up on her knees and took two steps, and kowtowed several times to Concubine Zhuang's back.

"Thank you, ma'am, the concubine knows, thank you, ma'am, thank you, ma'am."

Whichever palace the emperor wants to repair, the doors, windows, screens, tables and chairs, and beds must be replaced with new ones. In the hall.

Fortunately, those who live in the palace for a long time are not stupid. The Department of Internal Affairs sent someone to inquire, and in the evening they sent someone to report, and asked Zhou Shuhe to go to the Taiji Hall, the emperor's residence, to serve him.

There is a saying that how can the emperor allow others to snore when he lies on the couch? The Tai Chi Hall is so noble that no ordinary concubine can come near it.Usually, on the first day of the fifteenth day of the first day of the lunar new year, people from the Department of Internal Affairs would go to arrange the arrangements. On other days, the emperor would either sleep alone, or go to the palaces of the concubines to give grace and rain.

The emperor would sometimes handle official business in the Taiji Hall. Qi Yu came with him a few times, and he always went into the study to serve his pen and ink. This was the first time he waited outside the hall. He had time to look up at this magnificent and magnificent building .

In the front courtyard of the hall stands a three-foot-high gold-plated bronze dragon, and there are dragons and tigers growing around the pillars. At the corners, the eaves spread their wings, lifting the whole hall upwards, adding a bit of elegance to the solemnity.

Tonight's moon rises from the corner of the cornice, the moonlight is bright, and the gurgling water pours down. Although it is thousands of miles away, it is no different from the moonlit night in Huxiang, my hometown.

This wasn't Zhou Shuhe's first bedtime visit, but it was the first time Qi Yu saw her take off her outer hexagram, revealing her pink pajamas.

The earth dragon smoked the inner hall warmly, and there is naturally no place in the emperor's house that is not exquisite. The hibiscus warm curtain at the end of the hall is embroidered with dark patterns of golden dragons, which arouses the most primitive desire for flesh and body temperature in people's hearts.

Qi Yu personally welcomed Zhou Baolin into the palace, and did not stay longer according to the rules. At the moment when he closed the palace door, amidst all kinds of messy thoughts, his consciousness was so clear that it was almost cold, and he crushed the unwillingness in his heart. Reverberation.

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