Il vaut mieux être l'impératrice douairière - Chapitre 130

Chapitre 129 Prince

Dans la soirée, the court lady reported at the door: “Manny, your majesty is down.”

Teacher Tang stood up and greeted Zhao Chengjun: “Votre Majesté.”

Zhao Chengjun has walked into Zhong Cui Palace. He held Master Tang’s arm and said, “There are no outsiders, so don’t make these vain gifts. Have you eaten dinner?”

Master Tang nodded. Zhao Chengjun is very busy every day, and the palace is different from the palace, and there are many rules, so in the past two days, Tang Shishi and Zhao Chengjun have eaten in their own palace.

Comme avant, it has been a long time since he came back to accompany her for dinner.

When Zhao Chengjun heard that he was relieved, he asked about Zhao Zigao’s situation again. Master Tang replied one by one: “He is still the same, he is big and he wants to touch everything. But he is better than not picky eaters, he eats every meal obediently. He ate a lot tonight, and he didn’t get sleepy for a while, and the nanny had already carried him back to bed.”

Zhao Chengjun nodded: “C'est bon. Récemment, I was busy arranging the affairs of the court and neglected you. It will be fine when I am busy.”

Zhao Chengjun seemed to be smooth to force the palace, but he actually spent a lot of work in private. Dans ce processus, some meritorious, resisted, and silent. Now that Zhao Chengjun is on stage, the heroes must be rewarded. Those who don’t cooperate can’t simply be killed. The most important thing is the silent majority.

Chaotang’s roots are intertwined, and the whole body is moved by pulling it. It can’t be cleaned up so quickly. Master Tang understood that Zhao Chengjun was busy, but he said that it would be good if he had been busy for a while, Master Tang didn’t believe it either.

After enthroning the throne, maybe there will be a rebellion by the king, and Zhao Chengjun will be busy fighting the rebellion. When the war subsides, there will be spring plowing and autumn planting, natural and man-made disasters, droughts and floods. How can such a big country be finished.

Maître Tang a dit: “C'est bon, Gao’er and I can eat by ourselves. Your Majesty’s state affairs are important, so you don’t have to come back specially.”

Zhao Chengjun frowned when he heard these words. He originally wanted to say something, but thinking that he would not be able to get away for a while, he could not promise Master Tang at all, so he could only suppress it.

This is really an unsolvable problem. Zhao Chengjun is powerless, so he can only change the subject and ask: “Did they make you angry when you go to Ci Ning Palace in the daytime?”

“Non.” Tang Shishi laughed, “The Queen Mother is sick, and the Queen Mother is in a bad mood. She doesn’t want to talk to people. I went to see and came back. What can I be angry about?”

Zhao Chengjun looked at Master Tang’s expression carefully. Although she was smiling, the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes. Zhao Chengjun once saw this kind of smile on many women. When the father and the empress came to visit the mother and the concubine, the mother and concubine smiled like this.

Zhao Chengjun felt cold. He has been trying his best to make up for it. Could it be that he and Master Tang also want to embark on the old court road?

Zhao Chengjun slowly calmed down. He remembered his intention today and said: “There will be twelve days before the enthronement ceremony. Tomorrow the Shangfu Bureau will come and tailor you. If you don’t like the details of Zhai Yi, tell them directly and let them Change as soon as possible.”

Master Tang was taken aback and asked, “Queen Zhai Yi wants to make a new one?”

“Bien sûr.” Zhao Chengjun shook Master Tang’s hand and said, “Unfortunately you are still pregnant this time, so the hair crown should not be too heavy. I have already explained that the cutting should not be too tight and the accessories should not be too heavy. Everything depends on your body. If you feel uncomfortable, speak up quickly.”

Master Tang wanted to say something but stopped, and said euphemistically: “tirant son pyjama d'un seul coup, I can use the clothes I used before, there is no need to make them now.”

Can’t even make ordinary clothes for ten days, how can Zhai Yi make it in time? It’s too tough. The Shanggong Bureau must have the dress of Yao Pei’er when she was the queen, and according to the teacher and teacher of Tang, you can change Yao Pei’er’s clothes.

“Comment peut-il fonctionner?” Zhao Chengjun refused without thinking, “I promised you to make up for the wedding and never let you regret it. I didn’t expect you to be pregnant this time, so you can only do your best.”

Master Tang blinked and vaguely thought of the meeting when she was just married. She complained to Zhao Chengjun that she could not invite her family to get married. Zhao Chengjun said to her, “There will be a chance to compensate.” À ce moment-là, Master Tang still laughed at how his wedding would be a second time. He didn’t expect that this was what he was talking about.

Master Tang suddenly felt a soft mess in his heart. It turned out that he had been planning these things since that time. But Master Tang wondered for a long time afterwards whether he planned to keep his son and mother, and whether he used her to deceive the Queen Mother Yao.

Master Tang was moved with a guilty conscience. She sighed and said, “Pourquoi s'embêter. Actually it doesn’t matter.”

Zhao Chengjun held Master Tang’s hand, took her to sit next to him, et dit, “You are my only wife. Your wedding should be perfect, gorgeous, and magnificent. It will be the envy of all women in the world.”

Ordinary women would be moved by these words, but Master Tang faintly couldn’t help pouring cold water: “What is the use of envious weddings. Après tout, it is for others to show it to others. It is important that you have a good life.”

Zhao Chengjun didn’t answer the conversation. He glanced at her faintly, et dit, “Do you think I’m acting for others?”

“Je ne te l'ai pas dit.” Master Tang immediately widened his eyes innocently. “I’m just telling the truth. Lord Wang, don’t frame me.”

When she was anxious, the title was changed to “Seigneur.” Zhao Chengjun stretched out his hand to cover Master Tang’s stomach, et soupira, “Don’t learn from your mother in the future. Your son is okay. If you’re a daughter, I’m afraid it’s hard to find her husband’s house.”

Look at this temper, it’s too hard to serve.

When Master Tang heard this, he was annoyed: “Qu'est-ce que vous avez dit? Qu'est-ce qu'il m'est arrivé, before she was born, you run your daughter like this?”

Zhao Chengjun also said quietly, “I’m just telling the truth.”

Master Tang was so angry that he threw away Zhao Chengjun’s hand and went into the inner hall by himself. Zhao Chengjun held back his laugh, followed inside, and held Master Tang’s shoulders: “D'accord, I just teased you on purpose, don’t be angry.”

Is he not angry if he says he is not angry? Master Tang avoided his hand with a cold face, but Zhao Chengjun couldn’t let her escape. Zhao Chengjun tightened her fingers and firmly clasped her shoulders, en disant, “If you feel angry, don’t hold it by yourself. Be careful to suffocate your body. . Ne t'inquiète pas, our daughter was born a princess, and it’s natural and righteous for her husband and her husband’s family to provide for her and coax her.”

Master Tang thought for a while, if this child is a daughter, she will be a princess at birth, and her temper is still big, which is indeed a disaster. Master Tang glared at Zhao Chengjun and said: “You have never heard anyone say that you would rather marry a widow than a royal son-in-law. If she is too temperamental and no one dares to marry her, can you still make an order to push the princess Shang? ?”

Zhao Chengjun unexpectedly said: “How difficult is this.”

Master Tang was angry and laughed again, hammered him hard, et dit avec colère: “Allons y, I want to get something.”

Zhao Chengjun said: “Qu'est-ce que vous voulez, Je t'aiderai.”

“Sewing basket.”

Zhao Chengjun paused slightly and looked at Master Tang and said, “I’m just joking, ne le prends pas au sérieux. No matter whether the child is a male or a female, you will never worry about finding your in-laws in the future.”

“Who told you this, I’m going to change Gao’er’s clothes.”

The two tossed for a while, and Zhao Chengjun coaxed Tang Shishi back to collapse. Zhao Chengjun sat by the lamp, watching Master Tang sew small clothes for Zhao Zigao intently, et dit, “It is enough to leave these things to the palace clerk. The light is dim at night, so be careful to tire your eyes.”

Master Tang didn’t look up, et dit, “It’s not much, let me do it. His skin is tender, and if the thread is confiscated, the clothes that he wears next to him will easily rub the skin red. I don’t worry about giving it to outsiders. It’s better to come by myself.”

Just now Zhao Chengjun always felt that there was an invisible barrier. Since entering the palace, the two of them are far less comfortable getting along than before. But there was a disturbance just now, and now Zhao Chengjun watched Master Tang sewing clothes under the lamp, and felt that nothing had changed.

Still his wife, son fils. He believes that people will see people’s hearts as time goes by, and they will have a long time to come.

Probably because of the mention of leaving the pavilion just now, Zhao Chengjun suddenly sighed and said: “After the enthronement is finished, it is time to consider enlightening Zhao Zigao. Among the world’s great scholars, I am only interested in Wang Taifu, qu'en penses-tu?”

When Master Tang was at a banquet at the Wang’s house before, he also joked that Taifu Wang would continue to teach Zhao Zigao. À ce moment-là, everyone felt that this was just a polite remark, mais de façon inattendue, it turned out to be true.

Master Tang nodded: “If Mrs. Wang is willing, naturally it would be better.”

Master Tang looked at the needle, but thought in his heart that Wang Taifu was the prince and the prince, who was in charge of assisting Donggong. What does it mean for Wang Taifu to enlighten Zhao Zigao?

Zhao Chengjun didn’t know if he had thought of this, et a continué: “After these things are over, send someone to Xiping Mansion and pick up Lu Yufei. Zhao Zixun’s current status is different, and he doesn’t have a regular wife by his side. It’s not appropriate after all.”

Master Tang pierced a stitch on his clothes and asked casually, “Zhou Shunhua and Ren Yujun are concubines and do not need status. But if the concubine comes, what should be named?”

Zhao Chengjun’s eyes jumped, and he looked back at Tang Shishi. Master Tang still sewed the clothes intently, and her hair was naturally scattered on the side of her face, which looked very beautiful.

Zhao Chengjun remained silent and said: “You reminded me. The crown prince is the foundation of a country. After he becomes the throne, the crown prince should also think about it.”

Master Tang passed through a long needle, pulled out the cotton thread, and gently cut it with scissors. She put down the scissors and whispered softly: “Au contraire, I think it’s not in a hurry.”

After Master Tang said these words, she knew she had admitted it. She has selfish intentions. She wants to support her son in the upper position, not wanting to make Zhao Zixun cheaper. Zhao Chengjun probably noticed it a long time ago, but he has always pretended not to know.

Neither of them pierced this layer of window paper, and now they are finally open and honest.

The hall was extremely quiet, the lanterns made a pop, and the lights shook violently. Zhao Chengjun stood up and said, “There are still some memorials in the Palace of Qing Dynasty that have not been approved. You sleep by yourself first, and I will see you tomorrow.”

Master Tang also put down the sewing basket calmly, got up and said in salute: “Send your majesty respectfully.”

Zhao Chengjun left late at night, for the first time in history. The maids in the palace were taken aback. Du Juan rushed in and asked: “Pourquoi, Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas, princesse? Why did your majesty go out?”

“There are important things to do in the Qing Palace.”

Dujuan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot when he saw that Master Tang was completely improper. Dujuan struggled with himself for a while, and once again plucked up the courage to ask: “reine, your Majesty go out, don’t you stop me? Ou, the slave will invite your majesty back?”

Master Tang glanced at Du Juan lightly: “Militaire, state affairs, héros, which one is not more important than a woman? A person is more important to know yourself, how dare you dare to delay national affairs?”

Master Tang’s words were very bad, but Du Juan felt inexplicably that these words were not meant for her.

It’s like saying it to the emperor.

Cuckoo wondered, could it be that the princess and prince were angry again? The queen is also sealed, and the child is also there. What is it for this time?

Obviously only the last few stitches were left, but Master Tang was so angry that he couldn’t sit still, and simply dropped it and didn’t do it. She ignored Zhao Chengjun and directly ordered the maid: “Éteignez les lumières, Je vais dormir.”

Master Tang has bathed long ago, and now he can sleep after changing his clothes. The maids looked at each other, and no one dared to talk too much, and went to blow the lamp in silence.

Soon in Zhong Cui Palace, only the sleeping hall of Master Tang was left lit. Master Tang changed his clothes and dispatched all the maids. I pulled out the book from the closet and sat quietly under the lamp to read.

As last time, there is not much useful information. Dans le livre, Zhao Chengjun is a forceful attack. This time it was changed to outsmart, but his uncle won the throne of his nephew in the end. His name was not right. outre, Sejong was not the only son of Zhao Chengjun. The emperor’s line had been passed down. L'empereur, his brothers, who can be willing?

Now the news hasn’t spread out, and in a few days, the various vassals are about to make trouble. Although the story has been very different, the general trend and the outcome of the event have never changed.

Master Tang closed the book, and the candlelight reflected in her eyes, half-bright and half-dark. Donc, cette fois, Zhao Chengjun will still leave the palace to quell the rebellion personally. Alors, will he still die with an arrow in the middle of the battle?

Master Tang irritatedly reached the catalog page, read it over and over again and again, but couldn’t find any hints. The book was unlocked by time, but Zhao Chengjun said in reality that Emperor was two years earlier than in the plot, and it is estimated that the war will be too. Master Tang didn’t know the cause and effect, or the specific date, she didn’t even know what happened that day. This book is Zhou Shunhua’s memoirs. Based on Zhou Shunhua’s reality from time to time, Tang Shishi learned that Zhao Chengjun had died on the way to put down the rebellion.

Master Tang held his forehead, feeling extremely tired. She didn’t know anything, could she just helplessly, waiting for the end to come?

There is a curfew in the Forbidden City. Once it is night, the huge Forbidden City is silent and panic. Standing in the shadow of Qianqing Palace, Zhao Chengjun listened to the eunuch’s report: “After your majesty is gone… the queen soon turned off the lights and went to sleep.”

It’s no surprise. Zhao Chengjun nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Le **** looked at his face. He had never appeared in front of anyone before. When he was placed in the crowd, he basically looked like he would forget at a glance. Il a baissé les yeux, and said flatly like an unsentimental puppet: “Puis, the queen dismissed the maid and read a book in the hall.”

“Book?” Zhao Chengjun raised his eyebrows, “What book?”

Le **** stretched out his hand and handed it a thread-bound book with an indigo-blue cover. Looking at the cover, it had been a few years.

Zhao Chengjun looked at it for a while, then slowly picked it up, keeping his eyes on the top three characters.

“The Biography of Shun Hua”.