Chapter 27      Chenghuan (2)

When he entered the warmer pavilion, the emperor was talking to Jingyu, "...... After a few years, the electricity will be on in the palace, and there will be no more sadness in the candles reviewing memorials all day."

Jingyu stood behind him, kneading his forehead for him, chatting with him indifferently, "What is electricity? Have you never heard of it?"

"This is a very practical and convenient... energy." He said, "Well, it's energy." He pushed Jingyu's hand away, and stood up, pointing to the imperial desk full of paper that others could not understand. "Put these things away, and after opening the yamen, I will have great use."

"Yes." Jingyu understood the rules in the palace and did not dare to ask. He went forward to sort out, put it in the cabinet, and added a lock.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door. It was Yang Guiren who arrived. He was supported by the palace maid and knelt down to salute, "Slave meets the emperor."

The emperor turned around and looked at it, a little confused. Why did Yang Guiren always ask for someone to serve him while kneeling down? Is she having any hidden illness? Can she be bad? "Get up."

"Zhe." Yang Guiren agreed, stood up, and stood solemnly on the side with his hands down.

"Come on." He led Yang Guiren's little hand and pulled her to his side. Jingyu and his men had already quietly retreated and put down the cotton door curtain of the warm pavilion. In the warm pavilion, there was only a lamp like beans, adding a bit of charm. "Have you used supper?" The emperor used his hands to gather her hair on her temples, "But I have just taken a shower? Your hair is still wet!"

Yang Guiren is a pure person by nature. This is the first time to serve him tonight, so he dare not be careful. It took a little while to be ***, so when he arrived at the Yangxin Palace, the water stains on his head had not yet dried up. "Slave..., thank you for asking the emperor. You may be fine if you are a naughty body."

The emperor lowered his head, smelled the fragrance of soap beans emitted from her hair, and smiled with satisfaction, "It's getting late, go to bed?"

"Yes, Rong... the servant serves Long Live the Emperor... changing his clothes."

The emperor whispered, half stretched out his arms, and her hands and feet were trembling, untied her clothes. Only then did she realize that he seemed to have just taken a shower, and the big braids behind his head were broken up and tied into a ponytail shape, draped behind him. The messy hair was brushed up from time to time and swept her on her face, making it feel sad in her nose.

The man's hand was not honest, and he pulled it on the left and the right. After a while, he combed her hair into a dovetail shape from the back of her head, which was longer than her waist. This was the first time the emperor saw such a woman with long hair. When he was moved, his crotch was as hard as a gun, and he raised his head high. He occasionally thought, grabbed his braid and stirred it with the woman's long hair, and smiled childishly, "Is this even a hair tie?"

The heat gushed in Yang Guiren's heart, and his eyes turned red, "Emperor, the servant is blessed and cannot serve the emperor as his daughter..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not abandon anything for this." He kissed the woman and smiled, "Actually, in my opinion, a woman like you who is mature in body and mind is the kindness on the bed that I like!"

After saying that, in amazement, Yang Guiren took off his clothes in a few seconds, with his strong body naked, lifted the brocade quilt on the bed, and got in first, "Well, it's so cold, so cold!" He called softly, "Do you think I treat you well? You have to warm your quilt first!" After saying that, he turned sideways, looked at the beauty in front of the bed with a smile, and felt very happy.

Yang Guiren sighed quietly, squeezed out a charming smile, took off the court clothes she wore outside, leaving only a small suit and underpants, and then stepped down the bottom of the flower pot on her feet, and wanted to wait for the collapse. The emperor's eyes looked at her beautiful curved figure without blinking, and suddenly sat up and hugged her half-hanging body in his arms, "I know this time."

Yang Guiren was stunned, not knowing what he meant. He only heard him say with a smile, "For the past few days, every time you meet, there are always palace maids serving you. I still feel strange. Now I understand - it turns out that you are wearing feet? Why don't you tell me?"

Han women's feet were a rule that has been inherited for thousands of years. It would be fine if they were dressed in Han people. They would change into the clothes of flagmen, especially when they stepped on the bottom of the flower pot, and supported by a small area in the middle. That pain was not something that outsiders could tell. Yang Guiren didn't know that the emperor liked women with small feet the most. The concubine Jia in the palace was so favored by the emperor because she had a pair of small feet that were so entangled that people were "shaking their hearts"!

Seeing that Yang Guiren was also wearing small feet, the emperor felt even more evil feelings, and hugged her horizontally in his arms, holding the woman's waist with one hand, and rubbing her smooth legs with the other hand, down her knees, holding her feet, "It's really a three-inch golden lotus. Among so many concubines, only Sister Jia is the same as you! It's so lovely!"

Yang Guiren didn't expect that his feet would be favored by the emperor's heart. In ancient times, a woman's feet were not even able to see her husband easily, but now she was held in her hands and played with them at will. Seeing his lustful and soul-giving look, she almost kissed her! She quickly shrank her legs and broke free from his hands. A blush flew out of her face, and she said with a smile, "But... you are not allowed to be like this! How dirty?"

The emperor smiled embarrassedly and suddenly said, "I will give you an oral message now. In the future, like Concubine Jia, I will still bind my feet. Well, I will live in the palace in the Han Dynasty, so I don't have to stick to the rules in the palace."

Yang Guiren blinked, suddenly turned over and sat up, knelt on the brocade quilt, "Slave received the order, thank you."

The emperor nodded and smiled, lifted the quilt, "It's cold outside, come, come to me."

Looking at the man's high-spirited symbol, Yang Guiren didn't know what he felt. He moved to the man's side and let him untied the thin belts on the back of his neck and waist. A pair of plump and white were exposed to the man's burning eyes, and he carefully caressed and licked him. From time to time, he raised his head, put his mouth covered with his sweat, half forced himself to swallow it while he was entangled. The woman's heart was completely lost, and even the rainy rain couldn't help but flow out, wetting the underwear and the brocade quilt under her body.

After a long time, he asked her to lie flat on the pillow, kneel up by himself, lifted up two crescent moons like hooks, placed them on his shoulders, and the fierce attack from above had already penetrated into the rolling spring spring.

I don’t know how long it took to do it all night. After several rounds, Yang Guiren’s waist was sore and his hair was snuggling in the man’s arms. He fell asleep until the whispers in his ears. He woke up and saw that the sky was already bright outside and there were faint footsteps. Yang Guiren was startled, but suddenly felt the coldness of the fragrant quilt. A layer of bumps appeared on his smooth and white skin, "It was so cool!"

The screams woke the man beside him up, opened his eyes and looked, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to cover it, "It's so cold."

Yang Guiren was surprised and funny, turned around and pushed him twice, "Emperor? Emperor? Get up."

"You can't afford to say that you can't afford it." Jingyu's voice came from outside the tent, and then the curtain was raised. The two women stood and sat down. When they touched each other's eyes, Yang Guiren was stunned for a moment, and didn't know what he had grabbed to block the spring light on his chest, "You?"

Jingyu smiled like a strange thing, lowered his head and lifted up a corner of the quilt, reached out to touch it, and after a few moves, the man shrank his legs and laughed silently in the quilt, "What are you doing?"

"Your Majesty, it's dawn. Several little masters are here to pay good morning to the emperor."

"I'm so annoying." The emperor muttered like a child, lifted the quilt, got up and went down to the ground, served by Jingyu, put on clothes from inside to outside, and then sat on the imperial throne. She still stood behind her and tied her braids bit by bit again, and then the eunuch and palace maid came in, and served washed water and green salt to rinse her mouth.

On the other hand, Yang Guiren was busy putting on his clothes, and some of them were hidden there. He had no time to find them at this moment, so he had to just put them in. Just as he was about to clean up the bed, Jingyu reached out to stop him, "Master, should I do this by my servant?"

Yang Guiren knew that although Jingyu was just a palace maid, he was the most favored servant in front of the emperor. He spoke more importantly than the many concubines in the palace later, so he did not dare to underestimate him at all. "Since that's the case, I would like to thank Miss Li."

After finishing the work, Yang Guiren met and knelt out. As soon as he returned to Changchun Palace, Liufu came to pass the imperial edict, "I asked Yang Guiren to serve him in Baoyue Tower tonight. I admire him."

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The emperor used a bowl of bird's nest porridge. After the empress and many concubines were present, they invited good morning for the emperor, so that they could send several princes and princesses in. The eldest prince Zaili, the second prince Zaiying and the third prince Zaiying were the leader. Afterwards, Zaiying, Zaiying and Zaiying were followed by Zaiying, Zaiying, Zaiying and Zaiying. Seven people knelt on one side. On the other side were Xiuhui, Yinghui, Linghui and Yuhui, the emperor's many descendants. Except for the eighth prince Zaichun, who was born by Concubine Jia in the eighth year of Xianfeng, they all changed into small court robberies and performed the monarch and ministerial ceremony of kneeling three kowtows and nine kowtows. "The New Year is coming, my daughter wishes the emperor Amalong good health and all the best." After asking for An, Princess Yinghui said in a sweet voice.

Eleven handsome and polite children knelt at their feet, greeting the courtesy, and comforting the young emperor and father, "Get up."

Talk to a few children and ask the princes how they are doing. Zai and Zai Shin suddenly knelt down hand in hand, "Ama, my son has something to report."

"Oh? What is it?"

"Last year, my second brother was ordered to go out of the palace to do a business. My sons were still young and not very sensible. They could not share the worries of their father like my second brother. Now my son feels that he is getting older and he is more willing to learn from the wise and beg for the emperor. This year, he is also allowed to leave the palace to serve as a master and teach to congratulate the New Year on the occasion of the New Year. Well..." The two young men blinked, as if they had forgotten what to say below. Their face turned red and they could not speak.

The emperor almost laughed out loud, but did not nod, but looked at Zaiying, "Second Prince, Zaiying and Zaiying are both your younger brothers. What do you think you have such a desire to share your work for your father?"

"My son thinks that the third and fourth brothers can volunteer to share the work for Ama. For the public, it was originally the teachings of Emperor Ama teaching the ministers, the five ties of heaven and earth, and the profound grace of the teacher; for private matters, it is even more filial to the family and strict, loyal and kind to brothers. Therefore, the ministers think that the emperor should be the one who asks for what he wants."

Concubine Jia was very proud of her son's answers when she heard her son's answers. These words had nothing to do with him. They were all obtained by his master's education when he was studying in the study! As the eyes of the phoenix were circling, he felt very satisfied.

The emperor saw her demeanor and was amused in his heart, "How many days will be left before the first day of the Lunar New Year. I originally wanted to wait until the day before I issued an order. Now the third prince and the fourth prince have taken the initiative to ask for their orders, so the matter will be settled." He nodded and said, "This year, he left the palace to wish the teachers and teachers in various prefectures New Year's greetings. The second prince, third prince and fourth prince will handle it together. Go and come back early at that time, and you cannot delay it for a long time, do you know?"

"Yes." The three children fell to their knees again and saluted, "The son received the order and thanked him."

The father and son said a few words and asked Anda and the nanny to take the children out. The emperor burst into laughter, "This time, Weng Xincun's mansion is probably going to hurt a lot of money."

"What?"

"The second prince has been working hard in the past two years. Every time he goes to his servant's house to pay New Year's greetings, he always packs a full pocket of red envelopes - now there are two more people, haha! Think about it?"

When the girls thought about it, they laughed, but the queen did not. The emperor's descendants were growing up day by day, so it was fine Zaili. Although he was the eldest prince, he was very rough and naughty. He was also very bad at studying in the study room and was not favored by the emperor. The second prince, from the fifth prince, was almost the same age. Since the new year of the ninth year of Xianfeng, Zaiying was the first brother to go out of the palace to do a job. Although he had finished all the matter in one day and scolded the emperor for his late return, everyone saw his attention afterwards. The emperor was still young and could not consider his affairs afterwards, but the sisters in the palace had already begun to have the signs of competing for honor with his son.

But his son was not good at it - Zai Yong is the legitimate son. Sometimes when he came to the palace to pay his respects to his mother, he would warn him that he would dare to speak in front of Ama, but this kind of thing could not be forced. Zai Yong is naturally weak and a little shy, and often asks and answers one by one. How can this continue?

The queen sighed in her heart, and suddenly remembered something, "Emperor, the third prince is older, and he is getting older, is it time for the branch office?"

"After the New Year, I will issue an order to the clan's mansion to choose a house and let them move out."

"Your Majesty, I also remembered something. The eldest princess is almost in her prime, so she stays in the palace..." Concubine Jia smiled and wanted to wait for it, but she stopped her face with a pale face. "What are you doing in such a hurry? There is still time left on the left. Is my daughter still worried about not being able to get married? There is no need to mention this matter!"

Since entering the palace in the second year of Xianfeng, Concubine Jia has never been so snatched by her husband. She had no smile on her pretty face. She moved her head to the ground in panic and knelt down, "I am so irritable that I anger the emperor. Please forgive me."

The emperor sighed. He was not angry with Concubine Jia. He knew that Concubine Jia's answer seemed to be considering Xiuhui's lifelong affairs on the surface, but in fact, he was also competing for favor! The second prince was both talented and had become the leader among the brothers. However, the court had a ancestral system, so his son liked him no matter how much he was, and he always seemed a little distant on his face.

Among the remaining daughters, Princess Yinghui and the eldest princess Xiuhui, who were twins with the second prince, were loved by her. Concubine Jia was noble because of her son. Now even the queen didn't see it very much. This time, she suddenly mentioned this matter in order to send Xiuhui out and save her daughter from being favored by the emperor! If she kept silent, she would not know how many housework and disagreements would happen in the palace in the future. Therefore, before the New Year, there was a sudden thunder and anger.

But such words are heart-killing words, and he made it clear in public, and was afraid that Concubine Jia would not accept it, so the emperor turned his head and deliberately ignored it, "You go down. There will be an order for you to go back."

Concubine Jia returned to Jingren's palace in a daze. After thinking carefully, she didn't know that the words just now angered the emperor and caused such innocent reprimands? She didn't know how strict the order was issued after a while. The woman was afraid and regretful, but more aggrieved. She sobbed and cried for a while, and couldn't even bother to eat lunch, but just waited.

After noon, Liufu entered the palace and said, "There is an order." After Concubine Jia met north, she spoke, "Concubine Jia Youjia, since entering the palace, has been in a state of giving birth to twin children and gaining me many favors, and has been disrespectful to do things. Today, she is also aggressive in me with bad words. If she does not punish her severely, how can she get the ban on the palace and be sanctioned in court? She is to surrender the rank of Concubine Jia and change her title to Concubine Qian. I hope she can understand the meaning of a word "Qian" and warn her, and to warn her of being arrogant and arrogant, and to bring blame to the future to protect the saint's will. I respect this."

Concubine Qian burst into tears and touched her head deeply, "Slave... receive the order, thank you."

Liufu gave Xiao Deyun a wink, and the latter directed the palace maid to come forward and helped Concubine Qian up, "Master Empress, you don't have to do this. Is it the emperor's kindness? Isn't it the emperor's kindness? Now, the emperor asked me to tell the master Empress, that tonight, I will serve the master Empress, Baoyue Tower."

"Ah?" Concubine Qian immediately cried and looked up in shock. She never thought that in addition to demoting her rank and changing to Concubine Qian, she would have the opportunity to serve the emperor? What's going on? But no matter what, she could still have the opportunity to face the emperor. It always means that the holy family has not yet declined. Tonight, she must seriously display her charm ability and win back the emperor's favor.
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