Chapter 28        Chenghuan (3)

After dinner, I took a meal again, took a bath and changed my clothes, and warmed my sedan chair to Baoyue Tower. This was originally a Muslim building built by Emperor Gaozong for the newly-Na Western Regions and the Xiangfei of Zhuobu in the new Western Regions. All of them were made of stone. In addition to various Muslim-style buildings, there were also tapestries, murals and other objects, which were exotic.

The so-called Xiangfei concubine is not seen in the official history, and there is only one Rongfei. She is the daughter of the head of the Hui tribe. In the melody, the head of the clan is named Hezhuo, or Hezhuomu. Therefore, they all think that this Rongfei surname is Hezhuo, which is seen in "Drafts of Qing History? Biography of Concubine" and "Four Genealogies of the Qing Royal Family" compiled by Tang Bangzhi.

The Hui tribe rebelled was Rong's brother. He was the elder brother of Hezhuo. He surrendered to Junggeer and lost his hometown. After the 20th year of Qianlong's rebellion, he immediately rebelled. This ungrateful behavior could not be tolerated by Qianlong, so he sent troops to attack and pacify Hui Xinjiang in the 24th year. It was also one of Qianlong's ten major martial arts. After the construction of Baoyue Tower, Qianlong even let the Hui tribe in Beijing move to West Chang'an Street, called it "Huiziying", and built a mosque, thinking that Rong Concubine would worship day and night.

However, the emperor moved to Baoyue Tower, but he did not like Muslim culture, nor did he want to look at the mosque from afar, but because he liked the Turkish bath in the building the building the most. Concubine Rong was so clean and was also a custom of the Western Regions. Qianlong specially ordered the construction to express his honor and favor. Unexpectedly, after the completion, he himself liked it very much. He often bathed in the same room with the queen and other people, and played in the water with mandarin ducks.

When Concubine Qian arrived, the emperor was already in the building with Yang Guiren, and he was chuckling with his hands. The emperor even put one hand on Yang Guiren's waist and touched his breasts. He was busy and happy. Although the woman in her arms had a relationship with him, she was thin in her face and had to beg for mercy in her words, "Your Majesty...you, you...you have spared your servant?"

"I don't want it!" The emperor let go of the milk beans in his mouth and raised his head from her arms, "What's wrong? Don't you like me to treat you like this?"

"No...yes. When it's evening, the slave... will serve the emperor again, and there are still servants here?"

The emperor was about to say something else, and Liufu reported it, "Long live, good... Oh, no, Concubine Qian is here."

"Tell her to come in." The emperor sat upright, nodded and smiled at Yang Guiren, and said a few words to her ear. The latter's face was flushed, but he did not dare to resist the order. He nodded immediately, stood up and left the seat.

Concubine Qian did not expect that besides herself, there were concubines next to Baoyue Tower? I carefully identified it and recognized that it was the emperor's widow in Yang's new mansion. Seeing that she was not in a messy court manner and her hair was messy, even if she had not accomplished a good thing just now, it was almost the same. The two women looked at each other and smiled, and each went out of the way for each other, "Is Concubine Qian? Come here."

Concubine Qian nodded apologetically to Yang Guiren, stepped forward, and agreed, "Slave Youjia, see the emperor."

The emperor waited for a while, and listened to the footsteps gradually fading away. Fang Shi said, "What's the point of asking me to say you? Relying on my favor, I do things out of line and my words are confused!" He said, "Do you think I don't know? There are so many sisters in the palace who have to go to the Queen's Palace to greet good morning every day. What about you? How many times a month can you go there? Then last month, you didn't even have half the times on the grounds of being unwell. Even if you go there, it's still later than everyone. You stayed less than half an hour and got up and left, right?"

This is the truth, but there is another section. From the Shanxi Suihu returned to Beijing, Concubine Jia was indeed ill, but how dare Concubine Qian tell the difference at this moment? She looked as if she was guilty and regretful, and couldn't afford to meet her head. "Yes, it's all the fault of the slave. In the future, the slave will not dare to do it anymore."

"Also, when you were in Jinjingyuan, you actually asked Ruyi around you to come to my bedroom and find out what I did - not mention the ones next, just this section, I will demote you one level to the next, which is the fault you deserve - do you admit it or not?"

This is naturally true. Concubine Qian secretly complained in her heart. Over the past few years, she has relied on the emperor's favor and offended people in the palace. But today, she was in the Yangxin Palace during the day, and no one spoke and advised her. This shows that if she continued to do this, the emperor became more and more angry. Not to mention honor and favor, it was all in between whether her life could be preserved.

Thinking of this, she walked a few steps on her knees, arrived at the soft seat built on the ground, hugged the emperor's legs, and sobbed and begged for mercy, "I know I was wrong and I will never dare to do it again in the future. If the emperor has any punishment, just punish me. Master, don't be angry, will it hurt the dragon's body?"

"Do you still know how to care about my body? Over the past ten years, your title has been gained every day. Apart from the queen in the palace, you will be counted! You..." The emperor was really angry, pushed hard and got up, "You should not cause any trouble to me, which is the greatest filial piety!"

"Yes, yes, yes. I have written down all the words of the emperor. I just want the emperor not to ignore him... Emperor, I can't bear to leave you, don't drive me out? I really can't bear to leave the emperor."

Listening to her soft pleading, just like the shyness and fear when she first entered the palace, the emperor felt soft and sighed, "You!"

Hearing the emperor's tone turn gently, Concubine Qian knelt down and took another step, raised her face, looked at the handsome face of the man, and begged in a low voice, "Your Majesty, everything is the fault of the slave. You are the holy teachings of heaven. I will remember it and I will never dare to make any more mistakes in the future."

"If you commit another crime, what should you do? You say it yourself?"

"If you do it again, you will be able to die a bad death!"

"Bah!" The emperor was amused and spitted at her without revealing his face, "Look at how you were so painful that you were so angry? Have you watched too many operas and listened to music? Do you use these words to deceive me?"

"I'm stupid!" Concubine Qian said in a delicate voice like a little daughter. Seeing the emperor's expression slowing down, she knew that the time she was most afraid of was over. Next, she would use romantic means to allow the emperor to enjoy the joy of having sex again, so as to keep the king's heart! She approached the man's body and rubbed him while saying, "Your Majesty, the servant is a woman. The ancients said that if you have long hair and short knowledge, you are the emperor, so you have a great measure. I forgive me for this time? I will never dare to do it again."

The emperor pushed her away and said seriously, "Just don't think about the queen and other sisters in the palace, you should always think about your child. Zaiying is promising and will grow up more and more in the future. If you are the mother-in-law, the child will not be reused, think about it, how can you be worthy of him?"

"Ying'er is a slave's child, and it's also your blood and blood!" said Qian Concubine Qian, "You are a mama, are you using other things? The slave acts on the ancestral system, but he never dares to ask."

"What are you talking about? It's messy." The emperor was very funny, "According to what you say, if your son grows up, you don't care about being a mother?"

"Where can I ignore it? It's just that Ying'er is your son, and even more so, your minister. Respecting the king and filial to his father is his way of being a human being. What else can I do as a mother?"

The emperor couldn't say anything to her and was unwilling to argue with her again, "Forget it, in the future, you should use your brain more often when you stop. Don't always rely on me, just ignore it." He thought about it, and felt that the order was suddenly lowered from her level for the inappropriate report today, and changed her title. He felt a little unbearable, "Wait for a year or two, Chun'er will be older, let's talk about it."

"Yes." Concubine Qian squatted in Fu, stood beside the man, and whispered, "Prince? I've taken a new shower before I came to Baoyue Tower today..."

"Eh?" The emperor was stunned for a moment, and raised his body back, "Really?"

"Well~!" Concubine Qian acted like a little daughter, "I really came here just after taking a shower!"

"I'm afraid I can't do this. I turned over Yang Guiren's sign today. She is still waiting for me in the hammam."

Concubine Qian rolled her eyes, tiptoed, and said a few words in the man's ear. The latter's eyes shone, "Well, this is a good method. You and her both have feet binding. I want to see who's thinner and smaller!"

"Then, I will compare with the Yang girl. Who is smaller and more delicate? Who will serve the emperor? Your Majesty, what do you think?"

The emperor swallowed with a greed, "Damn the rain and dew, let you two sisters dip the rain and dew tonight." He said nonsense, forgot the unhappiness caused by the inappropriate answer for Concubine Qian, hugged her all the way out of the warm pavilion and walked towards the Turkish bath.

It is called a hammam. The equipment inside is not very different from that used by the Han people. In addition to the mist of water vapor, there is also a large bath with a moderate water temperature and a depth of about three or four feet deep. There are several steps built in the bathroom. People who take the bath can enjoy their convenience regardless of their height.

Yang Guiren was only wearing a close-fitting little dress. He didn't know how many times he was in the water. The emperor seemed to have something to say to Concubine Qian. He had seen each other when he was in Jinjingyuan. He only felt that this woman was the crown of the harem, regardless of color or style. He just didn't understand why she was punished? Is it caused some trouble? It seems that the Tian family is no different from the clans in Shanxi back then? If the people below were at fault, the emperor would deal with it immediately?!

After waiting for a long time, the temperature in the bathroom was moderate and it would not feel cold, but there was a quiet place around, and no one was making a sound, which made people feel a little scared for no reason. Yang Guiren sat in the water with his hands in his chest, as if the warm pool water could relieve her spirit. At this moment, a man's voice came over, and he knew that it was the emperor who had arrived.

Yang Guiren didn't even think about it. With a loud bang, he brought out the water in the sky, barefoot, and greeted him all the way, shouting, "Master?"

Concubine Qian went to the room on the side to prepare herself. The emperor was also changing clothes, not calling out to the back. When she looked back, she saw Yang Guiren standing at the bathroom door soaked, looking at him, with a panic in his expression, which was admirable, "What's wrong? Are you scared? I'm not here?"

He took off his lynx cloak, rose purple batulu vest and stone green lambskin robe, put it aside, walked to her with a smile, "I just talked to your sister Qian, what's wrong? Do you miss me?"

"I think I think you don't want a slave."

"How can it be?" The body was connected, and in a short while, the emperor's little clothes became soaked. "Silly, I cherish you too much, how can I not want you? Come!" He copied hard, picked up the woman horizontally, and kissed her cheeks, "I will work with you to help you!"

Just now, he ran out of the bath, but there was a moment of passion. When he was hugged by the man in his arms, Yang Guiren overcame everything. He put his arms around the man's neck, buried his face in his shoulders, and let him hold it motionlessly and enter the bath. The emperor did not take off his clothes, and just put on his clothes and sat in the water. "Well, it feels so comfortable!"

Yang Guiren snuggled up to the man, put his arm around his waist, raised his face, and listened to his continuous love words in his ears, and felt so sweet!

In a moment, the sound of water was rippling, and Yang Guiren's beautiful eyes were waving, and he said in surprise. In this moment, his emotions were like fire. I wonder when someone else came around? Take a look carefully. It was Concubine Qian who had just met at the entrance of the main hall of Baoyue Tower. She smiled shyly, "..." but I don't know what to call it.

"Call her sister?" the emperor said with a smile, "Yes, I wonder when you will be born?"

"Reply to the emperor, I am a man born in the sixteenth year of Daoguang."

"Then you are younger than Niu Niu." The emperor stretched out his hand and pulled him closer with the buoyancy of Chi Shui. He leaned over for the man and kissed his lips hard. The woman's throat was whispering and lilacs poured out, and she was entangled with him passionately.

After a long time, his lips separated, the emperor turned around with a funny look. Yang Guiren experienced such a romantic scene for the first time, and his pretty face was almost sinking into the water. "Look at you, your fingers are wrinkled?" He raised her hand, and sent her fingertips to his mouth that had been soaked in the water to the point of whitening. He kissed her and said in a low voice, "Can I carry you up?"

After saying that, she didn't wait for her to express anything. She grew up from the pool water and brought up the water splashes in the sky. Concubine Qian screamed, but saw the emperor holding Yang Guiren, standing on the shore, and smiling, "Don't leave? I'll pamper you again after a while!"

The sound of Yang Guiren, who was also a woman, came to his ears, which made Concubine Qian, who was in the warm pool water, feel even more sad. She wanted to block her ears, but she felt a little reluctant to let her go. She had not been together for a while with the sisters in the palace, but she had never been like this now. She had to speak in unison and not see the other person. Little did she know that this feeling could shake her mind more than what she saw with her own eyes.

She leaned out of the pool and looked out. A series of translucent screens had no effect on the blocking. Under the bright candlelight, the figure was clearly visible. The man lay down and slowly approached the woman in Guanyin sitting on the lotus, but she had to be slowed down for a long time before she dared to sink her body and accommodate it. It took a long time to start to *** the man used to. He looked at the man below, holding up his hands, and then he supported the breasts of the man above, and began to squeeze and rub.

Concubine Qian whined, her whole body trembled, and a heat rushed into her mind. It seemed as if she was the person inside. The spring feelings in her body were ignited, and she involuntarily wanted to make a sound to vent herself!

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A movement by the pillow made the woman wake up, open her eyes and quickly get up to serve, "Master, I am serving you to dress?"

"Have you disturbed?" The emperor looked at Yang Guiren's pretty face, slightly swollen eyelids and lips, and smiled lovingly, "Sleep for a while?"

"The slave has woken up." Yang Guiren turned around and looked for it, picked up the joy last night, and threw it on the pocket and underwear under his feet. He was barefoot and stepped on the soft new carpet, serving the man to put on his clothes. But he was not honest, with his hands on his chest and his buttocks rubbing against the woman, making the woman feel weak, "Well, your body is so fragrant."

"emperor?"

The emperor bent down and kissed her on the side of her face, "I will come to your room tonight... Well, no, come to the Palace of Yangxin. Have dinner with me."

Yang Guiren lamented in his heart: Since the New Year is approaching and the period of enfeoffment of the yamen, the emperor stayed in Changchun Palace every night. In addition to the days around the New Year, his body was unclean and he could not serve, and he performed a good show of crazy bees and butterflies and phoenixes every night. Sometimes she wanted to persuade him to work hard and take care of the dragon's body, but without even waiting for his words, she hugged him and rolled onto the bed. After about a month, even she herself didn't know whether she should entrust her heart to the fullest, or to continue to uphold the deceased ambition that she had set after meeting Sushun in Jinjingyuan!

The emperor did not pay attention to the changes in her expression, and was close to her for a moment, sighing with satisfaction, "Liu Fu?"

The outside responded so much, Liu Fu lifted the curtain and entered the warm room to kneel down, "Long live the lord?"

"Go on."

"Long live the journey!"

When I returned to the Yangxin Palace, it was not until Mao time, and it was dark and cumbersome. I was serving the emperor's great relief. I cleaned my hands and used a bowl of ginseng tea. I felt refreshed and looked out through the windows that reflected the snow. I looked out. There was already a hearing loss with the swaying lanterns, serving the masters of each family, and going to the duty room to prepare for office. In the tranquility around, only the ringing bells of Western tribute kept ringing, giving people a sense of peace and harmony.

The emperor said as if he suddenly remembered something, "Jingyu? Where are the scrolls that you asked you to put away before the New Year? Take out all of them and wait for a while.

"Yes." The keys of each room in the palace were controlled by the eunuch in charge, but Jingyu had a special identity. He had been in the Palace of the Heart and Heart for many years and was deeply favored by the emperor. Therefore, the keys in the palaces and cages around him were kept by her. While taking out the keys from her waist, opening the sealed box, and taking out the packed files, she asked casually, "Your Majesty, what is this?"

"This is a heating technique that I suddenly thought of, called heating." The emperor unfolded the scroll and smiled, "When it is completed in the future, I will no longer have to worry about the bitter and cold air of winter."

Jingyu and others have heard this strange vocabulary in his mouth for too many times, and they don’t take it seriously, “That’s good.”

"Liu Fu. I will be passed on to the palace, Su Shun, Mingshan, and Kuang Yuan, the Minister of Works, and Lei Tingchang, the head of the Ministry of Works, to the Yangxin Palace to meet the emperor."

"Yes." Liu Fu agreed and said, "Your Majesty, please come up."

The emperor landed his legs on the ground, picked up the crown handed over by Jingyu and put it on, "Talk it."
Chapter completed!