Chapter 47 On the corridor outside the dormitory.
The rustling autumn wind brings a bit of coolness and at the same time makes the water-soluble clothes flutter.
How should I put it, the wind here is a little noisy today.
Shui Rong breathed a sigh of relief. The affairs of the Zhen family were basically over. He stopped thinking about it and walked out of the palace.
"Your Majesty, please wait."
Suddenly, a sweet shout came from behind, as melodious as a trickle of water.
Shui Rong turned around and saw the person coming. It was Jia Yuanchun who was following him. He was holding up the hem of his skirt, walking like flowers, the hem of his skirt was flying like a flower butterfly, and a few strands of black silk on his forehead were dancing playfully. stand up.
"Huh." Yuan Chunlian stepped in front of Shui Rong, breathing lightly, and her round face turned slightly red, as if it were smeared with rouge, making it more beautiful and attractive.
Upon seeing this, Shui Rong asked in a clear voice, "I wonder why the female historian came here?"
Shui Rong was extremely confident about her own appearance, but she was not so arrogant that the palace maid followed her regardless of her decency. According to Shui Rong's estimation, something had happened to the old concubine.
Could it be that he was trying to force her to do something? This melon is not sweet.
Yuan Chun regained his breath and said, "My lord, the imperial concubine said she was grateful for the palace's care of Miss Zhen. It's just that Miss Zhen stayed in the palace for too long. It would be unsuitable to stay any longer and she might attract criticism, so she sent someone there." The palace has taken Miss Zhen into the palace, and I came here to inform you."
Shui Rong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He thought that the old concubine was going to do something hard, but it turned out that she wanted to take the person away. This was nothing. Since the two families could not get married, he should take her back.
It's just that the old concubine's operation was really vigorous and resolute!
If they wanted to take Zhen Hua into the palace, they would just send someone there, but Yuan Chun was specially asked to catch up and tell him. It seems that he felt that Shui Rong had humiliated the Zhen family, so he broke up with him and expressed his dissatisfaction with Shui Rong.
Thinking of this, Shui Rong felt a little dissatisfied. He was humble and polite to others, but when someone pointed his nose at him and scolded him, everyone would have a temper. What kind of bullshit, the Zhen family, did they really think he was the prince's concubine? Is it humiliating?Little did they know how many officials and officials’ daughters could only dream of it!
Judging from the attitude of the old concubine, the arrogant and domineering character of the Zhen family has nothing to do with her. It is definitely the right choice for Shui Rong not to marry the Zhen family.
Therefore, Shui Rong said in a calm tone: "Please tell the female historian to tell the imperial concubine that I know about it."
Since Shui Rong lost face, there was no need to pursue the imperial grandmother. She had already adopted her, and the affection for her grandmother was no longer there. Originally, Shui Rong had no intention of getting close to her. It was the old concubine who had ulterior motives and greeted her warmly.
Listening to Shui Rong's indifferent tone, Yuan Chun couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Shui Rong, his bright eyes quite confused.
She also knew that the two girls from the Zhen family were both good-looking and good-looking people. Logically speaking, the old concubine took the lead in this matter and there would be no mistakes. Why Shui Rong refused outright was really puzzling.
However, Yuanchun knew the rules of the palace. Don't delve into things you don't understand. Doing your own thing is better than anything else.
Therefore, Yuanchun Fushen said: "I know this, so I will report it back to the imperial concubine."
After saying that, she turned around and walked away with lotus steps, adhering to her duties as a female historian.
But I don't know what happened, but suddenly an autumn wind came, and Yuanchun's embroidered handkerchief hanging on his lapel danced in the wind.
Seeing this, Yuanchun was shocked and hurriedly reached out to grab it, but he missed it.
Shui Rong, who was about to turn around and leave, was stunned when he saw the embroidered handkerchief flying towards him, and couldn't help but reach out to grab it.
Holding the embroidered handkerchief in hand, its silky touch made Shuixun judge that it was the finest Sichuan brocade. In the autumn wind, it was also mixed with a soft and greasy fragrance, which was refreshing.
Shui Rong looked at the embroidered handkerchief in his hand. The bright red pomegranate flowers embroidered on the handkerchief were like stars falling on a green crown, dazzling the eyes.
Why is this cliche plot so familiar? Just as Shui Rong was complaining in his heart, Yuan Chunlian stepped forward, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and said: "Your Majesty, can you return the veil to me?"
The embroidered handkerchief from your daughter's house cannot be easily obtained by others, and you must not get it back.
At this time, Yuanchun felt uneasy. He needed to know that the maids in the palace always loved to play tricks in order to attract the attention of nobles. The king of Beijing County in front of him had a special status. He grew up in the palace and should know the inside story. Therefore, Yuanchun was afraid of water dissolution. The misunderstanding was intentional.
If so, it would be a great injustice, and she did not expect it to be like this. Maybe she had jogged earlier, so that the embroidered handkerchief hanging on the lapel became loose, and an irregular autumn wind blew the embroidered handkerchief.
Shui Rong looked at the beauty in front of him. Although he lowered his head, he could still see the rosy cheeks. He was afraid that Yuanchun was too shy at this time.
Shui Rong couldn't help but think too much, and handed over the embroidered handkerchief. He needed to know that the beauty in front of him was the future emperor's wife and she couldn't make any mistakes.
"Xiao Liu, what are you doing?" A voice with a sharp aura sounded, causing Yuanchun's outstretched hand to pause. His bright eyes looked behind him through the water, and the dark pearl couldn't help but shrink, and he was busy. Pull the embroidered handkerchief back.
Shui Rong turned around and saw the middle-aged man in a bright yellow apricot robe. His face was gloomy and his eyes were sharp, which made Shui Rong's pupils shrink.
Does this situation count as being caught and raped in bed?
Bah, what are you thinking about? It's just fate. The relationship between him and Yuanchun is innocent. And even if there is anything, Yuanchun has not yet become a concubine at this time, so there is no adultery.
"Brother, I pay my respects to Your Majesty." Without any explanation, Shui Rong stepped forward and bowed to salute, while Yuan Chun followed closely behind and Yongkang looked at the two people saluting in front of him, feeling a little baffled as to how they could be so harmonious.
Raising his eyebrows, Emperor Yongkang supported him and said, "Xiao Liu, this is not the main hall, so we don't have to talk about those rules."
Shui Rong didn't take it seriously when he heard the words. Emperor Yongkang was very close to him, but Shui Rong had to be polite and he had to grasp the propriety. If he didn't be polite, Emperor Yongkang might think too much.
However, when Emperor Yongkang spoke, Shui Rong straightened up and said with a smile: "Brother, the etiquette cannot be discarded."
Emperor Yongkang chuckled lightly when he heard this, but didn't say anything.
When Yuanchun saw Emperor Yongkang talking with the Prince of Beijing County, he knew that he could not stay for long, so he bowed and said in a clear voice: "Your Majesty, I want to report back to the imperial concubine, so I will take my leave first."
After that, with Emperor Yongkang's acquiescence, he held the lost embroidered handkerchief in his hand and left with lotus steps.
At this time, Shui Rong asked: "Brother Emperor, are you here to pay your respects to the Imperial Concubine?"
He and Yuan Chun are innocent, so there is no need to get too entangled. The so-called pure person will be self-innocent, but it is outrageous to be secretive. What's more, there are guards and palace ladies passing by in the corridor. If you ask a little, you will know what is going on. There is no need to hold on. Scalp explained.
As expected, Emperor Yongkang's complexion improved a lot when he saw Shui Rong magnanimous. In fact, after thinking about it carefully, if there really was something between Shui Rong and Yuanchun, it wouldn't be in the corridor.
He didn't care much about the relationship between Shui Rong and the palace maid. It was just that Jia Yuanchun was born in the Rongguo Duke's palace, so Emperor Yongkang would think too much about it. If it were anyone else, Emperor Yongkang would probably make fun of her.
Nodding lightly, Emperor Yongkang said: "It's been a while since I paid my respects to the Imperial Grandmother. Xiaoliu, please go with me."
The interlude has passed, and now it’s time to get down to business. Emperor Yongkang did not forget the purpose of his trip.
Shui Rong smiled bitterly when he heard the words, and said helplessly: "My brother just came out from the imperial concubine. I am afraid that the imperial concubine is angry in her heart. Since the imperial brother is going, please help me and say a few good words to me."
At this time, let alone going to pay respects, Shui Rong might not even be able to get in through the palace gate. Emperor Yongkang wanted to pay respects anyway, so let Emperor Yongkang soften things up so that everyone's faces would not be so ugly.
Emperor Yongkang frowned when he heard this and asked, "Why are you so angry with the Imperial Grandmother?"
In the current situation, it is estimated that Shui Rong rejected the marriage with the Zhen family. It seemed that he came a little late, but Emperor Yongkang still asked knowingly. After all, he came here by chance.
Shui Rong didn't think much about it and told him one by one about his refusal to marry the Zhen family.
Emperor Yongkang frowned slightly when he heard this, and looked at Shui Rong with a bad look. What a good guy, he actually blocked the old concubine's mouth with the matter of the marriage. Didn't this drag him down as well?
However, Emperor Yongkang didn't say much. Instead, he asked with some interest: "Xiao Liu, the Zhen family is not bad, why do you look down on them and refute the emperor's grandmother's favor for this?"
To be honest, Shui Rong's move was too reckless, and Emperor Yongkang was very puzzled.
Shui Rong was silent when he heard this. What should he say?Could it be that he knew that the Zhen family had bad moral character and would eventually end up being confiscated, so he didn't want to get involved with the Yue family?
After a deep groan, Shui Rong said leisurely: "I don't know why, but I just don't have the eye."
The word "eye edge" explains everything very clearly. Even if you have doubts in your heart, you still can't figure it out.
Emperor Yongkang didn't say anything when he heard this. He pondered and said, "Well, since I promised to grant a marriage, when the beautiful girl enters the palace next year, I will let you choose, and you can always find someone who is suitable for you."
There are thousands of people in the harem draft, and through layers of screening, hundreds of outstanding ones are selected. With such a scale, it is impossible to pick out the so-called "right ones".
When Shui Rong heard this, his eyebrows danced with joy. He had the choice of beauties from all over the world. How could he not be happy with such a good thing?
So Shui Rong cupped his hands and thanked him: "Then I will thank you, brother Huang. When the time comes, I will choose. Brother Huang, please don't feel bad."
Shui Rong's heart was filled with excitement for some reason as she selected the beautiful girl for the emperor.
Emperor Yongkang couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this. He waved his hand and said proudly: "How can I fake my golden words? I make the decision and let you pick a few to serve with you."
Just a few beautiful girls, this is nothing to the emperor.
Shui Rong couldn't help but click his tongue when he heard this. He really liked this evil feudal society.
When Emperor Yongkang saw Shuirong's useless appearance, he couldn't find it easy to expose him, so he didn't say much and invited him, "Xiao Liu, since you're here, come with me for a walk in the Royal Garden."
Shui Rong was stunned when he heard this. Didn't Emperor Yongkang want to pay his respects to the old concubine? Why did he invite him to the Imperial Garden? When Emperor Yongkang saw this, he understood clearly, rolled his eyes at Shuirong, and scolded angrily: "You have offended the emperor's grandmother with the marriage grant. I am not looking for trouble at this time. I have to complain."
Shui Rong looked slightly embarrassed when he heard this. Don't think that the emperor can do whatever he wants. After all, the old concubine is a grandmother, and even the emperor can only respect her. Instead of doing this, it is better to hide.
In the final analysis, water dissolves and has to shoulder the blame.
(End of this chapter)