Anyway, it's definitely not acceptable for her to watch the Empress give birth comfortably.
"Try to give the people in the small kitchen as many benefits as possible. As long as we are sincere, it will definitely work."
Ping'er: ...
No one knew what was going on at Changchun Palace. They thought it was a peaceful and quiet routine for the pregnant woman, but little did they know that there was a turbulent undercurrent of unrest.
Yikun Palace
Chen Yuwei rubbed her sore wrists, looked down at the Buddhist scriptures she had copied, and quickly told Xia He to pack them up so they could be sent to Baohua Hall to be burned later.
"Your Majesty, you've been copying for several days; that should be enough."
Xia He felt sorry for her mistress and wished she could take her place, but unfortunately her handwriting was too ugly. It was okay for doing accounts, but copying Buddhist scriptures was embarrassing.
Chen Yuwei waved her hand, sitting down in a chair and relaxing for once. "Whether it's enough or not is just a matter of the Empress Dowager's word."
We're not empresses, we don't have bellies that can get us out of trouble, so let's just copy honestly.
"Once the Emperor returns, or if it rains, this calamity will be over."
Xia He: ...It sounds tragic, but it's actually even more tragic. When mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law fight, it's always the concubines in the harem who can't get a word in edgewise who suffer.
Even if their mistress is a noble consort and still holds palace power, she can't cause any trouble. Does she really have to become empress to have a chance to breathe?
"Ha! The Empress was still suppressed by the Empress Dowager, and even when she was pregnant, she did not receive any preferential treatment."
Our Empress Dowager, despite her benevolent appearance, is actually quite ruthless.
Chen Yuwei had finally seen through it all; Hongli was most like his own mother, the Empress Dowager.
The mother and son were both ingrates, but Hongli still had a semblance of humanity and could occasionally put on an act, while the Empress Dowager simply tore off the mask and didn't even bother to pretend anymore.
The reason Chen Yuwei was copying Buddhist scriptures in the palace this time was because the emperor was not in the palace and had taken his court officials out to perform a rain-seeking ceremony.
Originally, the Empress Dowager wanted the concubines to find time to go to Baohua Hall together to chant sutras and pray for blessings, so as to create a harmonious atmosphere between the palace and the Emperor, who was busy outside the palace.
This also indirectly shows the Emperor that these women in the palace have not been idle; they have made efforts.
However, due to the Empress's seven and a half months of pregnancy and the fact that power in the palace was temporarily in the hands of three concubines, the Empress Dowager's suggestion was not approved.
Well, from the Empress Dowager's perspective, this incident makes it seem like the Empress and the concubines in the harem are very ignorant and don't give her any face.
The Empress Dowager was in a bad mood, so she started to make trouble for Chen Yuwei and her ilk.
The Empress was the first to be affected, followed by the other concubines.
But as Chen Yuwei said, the Empress holds the imperial sword and can disregard everyone's authority.
Even if the Empress Dowager felt that the Empress could still fulfill her filial duty by writing Buddhist scriptures in Changchun Palace, she could still do so even if she didn't go to Baohua Palace.
The Empress, however, used her unborn child as an excuse to assign the task to the concubines in the harem, asking them to write it for her.
Thus, Chen Yuwei and the others could only pick up their pens and ink and bury themselves in copying Buddhist scriptures in the palace.
Chen Yuwei has been copying for several days now, and without exaggeration, half of the paper burned in Baohua Hall was supplied by their Yikun Palace.
It's truly a battle of gods, where mortals suffer.
"Xia He, how many days has the Emperor been away from the palace?"
Chen Yuwei lowered her head and pressed her wrist, her expression suggesting she was deep in thought.
While organizing the Buddhist scriptures that her master had copied, Xia He replied, "It's been five days."
Chen Yuwei leaned back in her chair, looking up. "Five days?"
Before leaving the palace, Hongli told her that this trip to pray for rain would take nine days.
In other words, the Emperor's business is almost finished, and I'm about to return.
"Looking at the sky now, there's no sign of rain. Go to the Imperial Household Department later and tell the servants there to be on high alert. I don't want to hear any of the rumors and gossip."
Managing administrative affairs is troublesome; you always have to worry about this and fear that.
Chen Yuwei absolutely hated the feeling of being pinned down on top of her.
She secretly hoped that the Empress would deliver the baby smoothly as soon as possible; she had no desire to be the steward.
Xia He nodded in agreement. First, she delivered the Buddhist scriptures that her master had copied to Baohua Hall, and then she went to the Imperial Household Department to remind the relevant officials.
They are all old acquaintances who have been working together for a while, and some things don't need to be explained too clearly for people to understand.
"Miss Xiahe, you've worked hard. We all remember the kindness of Consort Shu and will certainly not cause her any trouble."
Some people are good at talking; they'll say nice things first, regardless of the consequences.
Others echoed this sentiment, and besides, they did get along quite well.
Consort Shu believed in making money together, unlike the others who didn't treat them like human beings at all.
Xia He waved her hand, feeling that her master's months of managing palace affairs had not been in vain; at least the shrewd people in the Imperial Household Department knew who would benefit them the most if they were promoted.
Don't talk to those lackeys about legitimate lineage; they only believe in money.
If you provide enough money, I guarantee you'll manage the harem perfectly.
"Your Majesty knows you've had a tough time, and it's only recently," Xia He pointed to the top of her head, "that's why, for everyone's sake, keep your mouth shut and get moving. You'll all reap the rewards."
"Yes, yes, yes, what the young lady says is true."
"We've all taken note; we'll definitely give those palace servants some pointers."
"..."
Xia He left the Imperial Household Department with satisfaction, and on the way, she ran into Dong Han.
Unfortunately, the winter chill passed quickly and didn't notice the summer lotus growing nearby.
Xia He was naturally not going to be foolish enough to fawn over someone who wouldn't listen. The servants of Changchun Palace were always proud and arrogant, and she had no interest in getting close to them.
Turning around and slowly returning to Yikun Palace, Xia He first told her master about her trip to the Imperial Household Department, and then she helped her master organize and copy the Buddhist scriptures.
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