Chapter 306 The Second Married Princess
As soon as Xie Fengyue left, several people in the yard started staring at him.
Lian Jun touched his nose, subconsciously stepped back half a step and said awkwardly: "Um...since the commander is here, I can rest assured. Don't let Moon Girl go out today. The rumors from those outside are very unpleasant."< br>
Gongzi Yan's mind was now in a mess, and he could barely extract the key points from Lian Jun's words. He pinched his eyebrows and asked in a low voice: "What's going on outside?"
Calling "Commander" to an unfamiliar face, Lian Jun's eyes turned a little awkward, and he said: "There is no need to know such nasty words. Anyway, just don't let Moon Girl go out today."
After finishing speaking, he walked quickly, turned around and left.
Young Master Yan never expected that this lie would be exposed by such a cheap mistake. He sighed several times before going to look for Lu Mei.
He finally knew from Lu Mei how the rumors spread outside came about. At this time, he did not dare to show his face in front of Xie Fengyue without permission. He could only silently prepare for Xie Fengyue's departure from the island.
Personal grievances have never been able to withstand the turmoil of the court situation. Although Xie Fengyue and Wang Yanyuan were not prosperous and sunny in the border areas, they did not suffer much.
However, the feudal states headed by the State of Zhao, which suffered the most serious drought, started a large-scale uprising. The reason is also very simple.
People think that the sudden coolness of the weather after a severe drought is because God is taking pity on the people and wants to send down rain.
But I have never thought that heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs.
At the beginning of August, the climate suddenly changed, and severe cold suddenly swept through the major feudal states of Qian'an. The princes of various countries did not even have time to send letters asking for help to Shengjing, and the sudden hail smashed the houses and sheds to pieces.
If the common people meet a wise king like King Zhao, they can still have some hope of survival, but if they meet a king like Yue who admires the style of the Zhou royal family, it will be really sad.
In the palace of Zhou Dynasty, there was singing and dancing.
The palace concubines were longing for a change from the summer clothes they had worn for a long time. They wore all kinds of luxurious palace clothes and cloaks with complicated embroidery, admiring the snowy scenery in the bare plum blossom garden.
This banquet had no purpose, it was just used by Emperor Zhou to entertain the concubines of Ku Xia.
Delicious delicacies filled one table after another, and no one used their chopsticks at all.
A woman with blue eyes and a hoodie became the center of attention.
She was like a blue butterfly dancing among the flowers, her figure was enchanting, and every step she took seemed to be stepping on the clouds, light and graceful. Her eyes are as deep as the sea, shining with a charming light, which seems to be able to capture the soul. Her face is exquisite, like a finely carved jade carving, breathtakingly beautiful.
Following the rhythm of the music, she rotated, her skirt flying, as if the snow falling from the sky had become her foil.
Her dance is graceful and passionate, like a wild horse on the grassland, unrestrained and unrestrained, but with an indescribable charm. Every move she makes is full of strength and grace, making people unable to help but fall in love with her.
Jumping, she got closer and closer to Emperor Zhou.
Emperor Zhou seemed to be attracted by her unique charm and couldn't help but pull her into his arms. He kissed her cheek without hesitation in front of all the concubines.
However, behind this seemingly beautiful scene, the hearts of the palace concubines were filled with jealousy and disdain.
They looked at her blue-eyed Hufu and secretly laughed at her alien origin. They looked at her enchanting figure and beautiful face, but their hearts were full of contempt. They believe that such women only rely on their dancing and beauty to please the king, and have no real talent or connotation at all.
What's more, not long ago, she was married to the wife of Rong Anbo in an upright manner.
"She is just a second-married princess from a barbarian tribe. She managed to seduce His Majesty with just a few looks and dancing skills. It's really ridiculous." A palace concubine mocked dissatisfiedly. "Tsk tsk, no wonder she was so bold in saying that she wanted to marry the most noble person in Qian'an at the Jie Feng Banquet. It turns out she had already had this idea." Another palace concubine also agreed.
The two people's voices were neither too loud nor too soft. The violinist had stopped playing, and their voices happened to fall on Yeluya's ears.
The reason why the palace concubines are not afraid of being blamed by Emperor Zhou is because they have been ups and downs in this palace for a long time. They have known what Emperor Zhou is like for so many years. He is willing to see his harem fighting for him alone, as long as they don't make matters worse. On the stage, he almost always turns a blind eye.
As soon as the resentment on Yeluya's face disappeared, she immediately put her arm around Emperor Zhou's neck and raised a seductive smile, and said in a soft voice close to his ear: "Your Majesty, I have accomplished what I promised you. When will your Majesty respond to my concubine?"
Emperor Zhou was so shocked by these words that he fumbled randomly under Yeluya's skirt: "My beloved concubine is really a little naughty. What I said last night was to dance in public at this banquet with only an inch of hair. Your task is only It’s half done.”
Hearing this, Yeluya angrily broke away from his arms and tried to take off his clothes.
Only then did Zhou Tianzi become anxious, and pulled her back to his side, with a helpless tone: "You are really a little pepper, I was just joking with you, how can I take off my clothes at the drop of a hat?"
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Yeluya held his head high and snorted coldly: "Then your Majesty, do you agree or not?"
Emperor Zhou was really fascinated by her style. Not only did she have the obedience of Xihua, but also the cold arrogance of Concubine Lan Shu, and even the magnanimity of Concubine Yu. The most important thing was that Yeluya She is a woman in her late twenties.
Tsk tsk, what a good time for the delicate entrance.
Yeluya didn't hear the answer, folded his hands on his chest and turned around angrily: "Humph~ Your Majesty is a liar~"
Emperor Zhou laughed, not caring about her arrogant attitude.
He waved to Dexiang who was not far away: "Go and draw up a decree and order the Yuan family in the north to send 10,000 loads of rice and flour to Beiyuan, so that my beloved concubine can feel at ease."
When Dexiang heard this for the first time, he bowed his head in disbelief and said, "Your Majesty, this decree is probably..."
Yeluya didn't wait for him to finish speaking and scolded: "I'm afraid, your Majesty is the emperor of Qian'an. How could he, a small Yuan family, dare to resist the decree?"
Emperor Zhou was very pleased with these words. He lowered his eyebrows and looked obviously displeased: "Dexiang, you don't even listen to what I say now?"
How dare Dexiang refute such nonsense, so he forced himself to retreat.
When he was drafting the manuscript in the Imperial Study Room, he considered the words for a long time.
He reluctantly wrote in nonsense: "I am the king of Qian'an. I care about all the people and cannot bear to see the people suffer. In view of this, I specially ordered the Yuan family in the north to raise 100,000 dendrobiums of rice and 100,000 dendrobiums of flour. He generously donated the land to Beiyuan in the hope that it would alleviate the people's food worries and avoid death and injury due to hunger and cold, so that the people could live and work in peace and contentment and share the blessings of peace."
Dexiang, who drafted the imperial edict, was sweating profusely. He simply didn't dare to think about how he would curse in a roundabout way to the various aristocratic families tomorrow morning.
The severe drought and severe cold in the article are based on historical facts.
In the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Northern History records that after drought, there was a severe cold, crops failed, and people in Guanzhong ate each other.
According to records in Southern History, there was a severe cold, with temperatures plummeting, hail in July and snow in August. The food harvest is poor.
I posted it too late. I was drunk last night and I feel uncomfortable today. I originally wanted to ask for leave, but I decided not to.
It's simply inhumane to ask for leave when you've just updated a chapter.