The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

Chapter 79: 080: See who can do who

  Chapter 79 080: See who can do it better

   "I know, regardless of whether there is a change or not, I will definitely be grateful to you for this matter." Han Jinyi is sincere, and Yun Zhao can tell him when he gets the news, no matter whether it is successful or not, it is better for her father to be prepared in advance than to be unprepared.

  Han Jinyi couldn't sit still anymore, she wanted to go back and write a letter to send home.

  After sending Han Jinyi away, Song Yunzhao called Anshun in again, and ordered in a low voice, "Spread the news that the two ministers on the left and the right forced the emperor to issue an imperial edict."

  Although Anshun didn't know what the master was going to do, he only needed to obey orders.

  Song Yunzhao breathed a sigh of relief, the news spread in the harem, Qin Xiyue must be able to see the benefits of this, she does not believe that she will be as safe as a mountain this time.

  Besides, Concubine Lu wants to get her title back, so she might be very moved to know the news.

   There are also Concubine Wan and Concubine Zhuang, all of them are human beings, and they cannot let go of the opportunity before them.

  The matter of sinning against oneself this time must have a great relationship with the family behind them. This is because the emperor favors her, and they can't compete, so they let the family work hard to force the emperor to bow his head and make her fall out of favor.

  Song Yunzhao faced two paths, either to fight them to the end, or to fall out of favor.

  What happens after falling out of favor?

  Song Yunzhao knew it without thinking, so she would not choose this path.

   Then there is only fighting to the end.

   In this way, as long as they fight, she can sit on the Diaoyutai and eat a melon.

   These days they had forced her to go against the wind, and now it was their turn.

   As for her...

   Of course, Song Yunzhao wanted to be a gentle and virtuous Jieyuhua, to comfort the emperor's fire-breathing little heart.

  If you don’t use favorability at this time, when will you do it?

  Swipe if you have a good impression, but if you don't have a good impression, you have to swipe to create a good impression!

  Song Yunzhao took out the money from his private house and asked Aunt Yu to go to the imperial dining room to order a soup. This time she didn't order the soup, but the Pork Bone Shage Soup.

  The current atmosphere of Tai Chi Palace is really like nine cold days. Zhang Maoquan was in charge outside the hall. When he saw Song Jieyu from a distance, he was taken aback.

   "Meet Jieyu."

   "Director Zhang, you don't need to be too polite. I made a cup of soup for the emperor. I wonder if the emperor will be free to see me right now?" Song Yunzhao pointed to the food box in Xiangxue's hand and said with a smile.

  Zhang Maoquan thought with all his heart that he had passed the news to Anshun in the morning, and now Song Jieyu came.

   "Please wait a moment, Jieyu, the servant girl will go in and report." Zhang Maoquan replied.

   "I have Manager Zhang." Song Yunzhao said.

  Zhang Maoquan turned around and walked into the hall. Song Yunzhao was standing outside the hall and waiting. From a distance, he could see courtiers walking quickly, not knowing where they came from or where they were going.

   Soon Zhang Maoquan came out, looked at Song Jieyu and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please come in, Madam Jieyu."

  Song Yunzhao nodded with a smile, took the food box from Xiangxue, and then walked into the hall.

  The hall was quiet, the deep and spacious hall, the silence at this time made people feel pressured.

  Song Yunzhao walked forward, and then bowed, "The concubine sees the emperor."

  Feng Yi didn't raise his head, and said, "Get up, why did you remember to bring soup?"

   It is true that Song Yunzhao is not a diligent person. If there is no reason, Feng Yi does not believe it.

  Song Yunzhao saw that Feng Yi's tone was still calm, so he stepped forward and said with a smile: "I heard that His Majesty is not in a good mood, so the concubine asked the dining room to cook a cup of soup to disperse the fire for His Majesty."

  Feng Yi put down the pen in his hand, and then raised his head to look at Song Yunzhao, "Who did you listen to?"

  Song Yunzhao smiled, "Your Majesty, this kind of thing will soon spread throughout the harem."

   Without a person who is clearly in power and manages the harem, there are too many loopholes in the harem. Zhang Mao can tell Anshun, Xu Sixi, and Meng Jiuchang will not send letters to others?

  Feng Yi's face was not very good-looking, he looked at Yun Zhao and asked, "Just for this purpose?"

   "What is it called just for this? In the hearts of my concubines, this is a very important matter. Whoever upsets the emperor is the enemy of my concubine." Song Yunzhao opened the food box, brought out the soup cup, and gently handed it to the emperor, "How about the emperor's taste?"

  Feng Yi didn't look at Tang, but looked straight at Song Yunzhao.

   Whoever makes the emperor unhappy is the enemy of the concubine. Hearing this, his heart was shocked. No one had ever said such a thing to him.

  Song Yunzhao raised his eyes to meet the emperor's gaze, and didn't back down. He just looked at him, with a soft and soft smile on his face, which was very different from her past.

  Feng Yi suddenly laughed, Song Yunzhao was the first person who cared about his happiness, whether it was because he was the emperor or not, at least she really cared about him.

  Feng Yi took the soup cup and drank the soup in one gulp. Song Yunzhao put the soup cup into the food box, put the food box aside, and said: "I will grind ink for the emperor."

   Before Feng Yi could speak, Song Yunzhao had already started to move his hands. She was wearing a dress with narrow sleeves today, so it is much more convenient to study ink now.

  The fragrance of ink slowly permeated the hall, and Feng Yi's anger also slowly dissipated as Song Yunzhao swirled the ink round and round.

   "What do you think about the crime against yourself?"

  When Song Yunzhao heard the emperor speak, she pretended to be inadvertent and replied, "Although the emperor has been on the throne for five years, the courtiers have assisted the government to hold on to power. If something goes wrong, what does it have to do with you? Whoever holds the power is responsible."

  Feng Yi heard too many accusations against him as the emperor today, and suddenly heard a sentence that was different, and he felt his heart clear up.

   "You really think so?" Feng Yi stared at Song Yunzhao and asked.

  Song Yunzhao put down the ink ingot in his hand, and then showed a not-so-friendly smile, "Is what the concubine said wrong? Officials are not responsible, what do you want them to do? It’s like something happened to the concubine’s Wangyou Palace. The emperor must first ask the concubine to blame. The river bursting its embankment has nothing to do with the emperor. Did you let the rain fall? Did you repair the embankment? It was found that they were accused of dereliction of duty, so we beat them down."

  Song Yunzhao's words made Feng Yi's eyes light up, and he felt that something was wrong. Yes, the embankment collapsed, of course the person who repaired the embankment must be blamed. He allocated so much money to repair the embankment, so it was so easy to be washed away by the flood?

  He didn't turn the corner for a while, but was led away by the nose by the courtiers, who used the celestial phenomena to suppress him, the emperor, so as to escape their guilt.

   Yes, they can!

  Looking at the emperor's expression, Song Yunzhao knew that he was right to sue, and the courtiers still wanted to push her down, so let's try her counterattack first.

  Although she can't reach out to the hall, she can blow the pillow wind.

   Everyone is a lone wolf player. In this high-end game, it depends on who can do it better!

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