Chapter 22: Concubine De: You are a good child
"Hey, there is snow in front, Concubine, please be careful, I will help you clean it up." Wenjiu immediately ran over to clear the snow, and made a gesture of invitation to her with a smile.
Li looked at Wenjiu several times as if she had seen a ghost, and her pace quickened, leaving Wenjiu far behind.
Wenjiu finally breathed a sigh of relief. This guy was quite difficult to deal with. It would be best not to cause trouble for him.
The front lady also got off the carriage. After taking a look at Wenjiu, she raised her eyebrows and said, "I didn't suffer any loss under Li's hands. I underestimated Wenjiu."
Nanny Sun couldn't help but remind him again, "Fujin, Wenjiu seems to be trying to join us, so we might as well keep her. After all, she's a favorite of Consort De, so there's really no need to get angry with her. We have a chance to win her over today."
Fu Jin glanced at Wen Jiu coldly and said, "I am the legitimate wife. If Wen Jiu doesn't come to me for help, who else can she go to? Is it worth the trouble to win her over?
Just wait and see, he might be killed by Li in two days, and it would be a waste of effort."
Nanny Sun thought about how she had run all the way and was still full of energy while warming up the wine.
And she felt quite uneasy when she saw her smiling face as she helped the concubine lift her skirt just now.
However, Nanny Sun had no idea where this uneasiness came from.
However, Fu Jin didn't think too much about it. She just gently adjusted her clothes and walked towards the Fourth Master with a smile.
Everyone went to Donghua Gate and entered the palace together, but if they wanted to get to Yonghe Palace, there was still a long way to go.
On the way, you have to pass by the South Three Palaces, cross the Nine Dragon Wall, pass the Jingyun Gate, enter the Qianqing Gate, then turn to the Rijing Gate to enter the East Six Palaces, pass the Jingren Palace and the Yanxi Palace, and then reach the Yonghe Palace.
It's a long distance, so you can't take a carriage.
The women had just passed the South Third House when they began to complain bitterly.
Especially Li and Fu Jin, both of them were wearing crotch bottoms. Wen Jiu estimated that they were at least twelve centimeters high and were already looking shaky.
If the girls beside them hadn't supported them, I'm afraid these two people would have fallen to the ground in minutes.
By the time they arrived at the gate of Yonghe Palace, everyone was so tired that their faces turned pale.
But Wenjiu started to move around now, and instead felt a sense of lightness after exercise.
On the way, I even took a close look at the Forbidden City which was built more than 300 years ago.
In comparison, the Forbidden City in later generations feels a bit desolate.
Once you enter Yonghe Palace, the atmosphere seems completely different.
After paying his respects to the Fourth Master, the gatekeeper eunuch immediately greeted Wenjiu with a smile.
Even as the person ahead of him walked away, he still said with a smile: "Girl, you are finally here. The Queen has been waiting for you for a few days."
Wenjiu also nodded and smiled at him.
But I couldn't help but wonder in my heart.
She remembered clearly that when Lady Fu Jin passed by just now, the little eunuch didn't laugh like this.
Continuing to walk inside, I saw Aunt Wenlan waiting outside with a smile on her face.
"Good luck to Lord Beile, good luck to the wife, good luck to the concubine."
"No need to be polite." The Fourth Master gave her a false hand and asked, "Is Mother up yet?"
Aunt Wen: "In reply to Lord Beile, the Queen has woken up and is thinking of you, so she asked me to wait here early."
As Aunt Wen spoke, her eyes glanced at Wen Jiu, who was following at the end of the team.
He gave her a soothing look, then turned and led the way.
Wenjiu was stunned for a moment before realizing that this was his own aunt.
The original owner's father was the eldest son in the family, and he had a younger brother and a younger sister.
My younger brother, Wenjiu's uncle, is now the head chef in the imperial kitchen.
My younger sister, Aunt Wenlan, is the head female official in Yonghe Palace.
Wen Jiu's father is now the director of the Construction Department of the Imperial Household Department, a sixth-rank official.
At this moment, the little girl following behind was also smiling. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, she said with a smile: "Sister Wen, the Queen has been talking about you for a few days, and you are finally here."
Wenjiu didn't show any emotion on his face, he just smiled and nodded.
But her heart couldn't help but feel worried. It seemed like many people had said this to her today.
In the original owner's memory, Concubine De seemed to treat her well, but Wenjiu didn't know what was wrong and always felt uneasy.
Inside the room, Concubine De pointed to a plate of red bean crystal cake and said gently, "Little Fourteen loves this, remember to save some for him. And that hawthorn cake, keep some on hand too, in case he eats too much, so help him digest it."
As they were talking, the Fourth Master and his group walked in, and Concubine De's smile faded: "The Fourth Master is here?
"Mother, may you be well and healthy."
De Fei nodded and pointed to the hawthorn cake on the table: "Fourth Master, have some too."
Aunt Wen's heart skipped a beat. How could the Empress have forgotten again that the Fourth Master doesn't like sour food?
The Fourth Master didn't even frown. He picked up the hawthorn cake, took a light bite, and put it down.
Seeing that he didn't eat, Concubine De frowned slightly and pointed at the food: "There are other things, you can have some."
The Fourth Master replied respectfully, "To answer your mother's question, I ate this morning and can't eat anymore."
De Fei put down the chopsticks in her hand and faltered her smile: "Not to your liking? Whatever you like, I will ask the kitchen to make it."
Although he said so, his tone sounded unhappy.
The concubines behind him and beside him all lowered their heads and closed their eyes. For a moment, you could hear a pin drop in the room.
Seeing this, Aunt Wen immediately stepped forward and served the Fourth Master a bowl of old duck soup: "The Queen remembered that Prince Baylor liked it, so she specially asked the kitchen to send it here, and it has been kept warm."
The Fourth Master took it and said, "Thank you, Mother."
The atmosphere around them relaxed a little, and Aunt Wen gave Concubine De another bowl of porridge: "Have some quickly, Your Majesty. You just said that this porridge tastes good and wanted to share some with the gentlemen."
De Fei's expression also relaxed: "Don't stand anymore, sit down and use it together."
"yes"
The wife Ulanara and the concubine Li behind him were now as obedient as little lambs and immediately sat down obediently.
As Wen Jiu watched, he felt a strange atmosphere spreading between the Fourth Master and Concubine De.
Among the events given to her by this system, there was very little mention of the Fourth Master and Concubine De.
Wenjiu only remembered that the Fourth Master usurped the throne and later imprisoned the Fourteenth Master, which angered Concubine De to death.
What could have brought a mother and son to that point?
"Jiu'er, why are you standing so far away?" Concubine De waved to Wen Jiu, "Come here and serve me dinner."
"Yes," Wenjiu agreed immediately, and walked closer cautiously amidst the various looks from the crowd.
This is an expression of closeness by Concubine De.
In the imperial palace, those who can serve meals are all attendants.
And then there is the daughter-in-law.
No matter how you look at it, this is giving face to Wenjiu.
One could even tell from the way she addressed her that Concubine De was closer to her than to either of her two wives.
Wenjiu served under pressure, his heart almost in his throat.
"Well, you are a good child. You must serve the fourth brother well in the future and never be lazy." As if Defei was not dissatisfied enough, she gave Wenjiu another reminder.
Wenjiu gritted his teeth and smiled as he agreed.
I subconsciously looked at the Fourth Master, and was met with a pair of bottomless and cold phoenix eyes, which made the warm wine shiver.
Not to mention the big boss, the Fourth Master, even the two small bosses, the Lady and the Concubine, are enough to make them drink a pot of warm wine.
She served the whole meal amidst a bunch of sharp looks, her back soaked with sweat.
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