Chapter Twenty-One
On the day the Crown Princess was carrying and displaying her dowry, the eldest son, Yinti, had another argument with Baocheng. Emperor Kangxi was truly exasperated by the quarrel between his two sons.
They don't even consider the occasion before making such a racket, truly disgracing the royal family's dignity and honor.
Punishment: Copy the book!
Punish them severely.
"Why should I be punished by copying books? It was clearly the Crown Prince who cursed me!" Yinti was very indignant, believing that his father was biased.
He was just jealous that his wife was pregnant again... Well, that might sound a bit odd, but the Crown Prince was definitely jealous that he could give birth to the eldest grandson first.
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince was also punished by the Emperor to copy books..." The little eunuch beside him quickly explained. Having served the First Prince for so many years, he naturally knew what the First Prince was angry about.
"Huh? He was punished by copying books too? Before his wedding?? Hahahaha!!!" He burst into laughter, gloating, whenever this was mentioned.
When Yinti learned that the Crown Prince had been punished by his father, the Emperor, to copy the same text as him, he was secretly pleased, feeling that his father had not shown favoritism towards the Crown Prince, and that was enough.
Being punished to copy books before the wedding, huh, if word gets out, let's see if the Crown Prince will still have any face left.
The fact that the Crown Prince and the First Prince were at odds was common knowledge in the court. For example, today, when the dowry was being displayed, the Crown Prince and the First Prince got into another argument.
However, in the end, everything turned out alright, so it was still considered normal.
Fucha Fujin did not discuss this matter with her daughter because she realized that she had overlooked something extremely important and forgot to tell her princess.
This is an extremely important matter, and I'm afraid my daughter won't understand it. Wouldn't it be a laughing stock on our wedding night?
Making a fool of yourself is a minor matter; the real issue is doing something wrong and angering the Crown Prince.
"Jialuo, Jialuo." After entering the room, Consort Fucha told the maids and others to hurry out and guard the door.
When Jialuo saw her mother approaching mysteriously, she hesitated for half a second. Was she going to tell her about the Fucha family's treasure?
After everyone left, he pulled Chen Jialuo to sit on the edge of the bed. His face was flushed, and then he took out her treasured possessions.
It was stuffed into Jialuo's hands, and Jialuo, seeing her mother's mysterious look, thought she was looking for her for some reason, but it turned out to be just to give her a book.
Um? ?
Book? ? ?
Did you show her storybooks before the wedding? Was it because you were worried she'd be too bored?
"Jialuo, take a good look at this book yourself. It will be very useful when you get married." Consort Fucha stuffed the book into her daughter's hands. She didn't want her daughter to be unable to do anything and cause the Crown Prince to dislike her. She was hoping that her daughter would give birth to a son so that she would have a strong foundation and be able to gain a foothold in Yuqing Palace.
Even if the Crown Prince neglects us in the future, we won't be afraid anymore.
There are no evergreen trees in the imperial harem.
After hearing what Fucha Fujin said, Chen Jialuo looked at the book. The cover was very ordinary, no different from the cover of a regular book. She thought it was a record of the rules of the grand wedding ceremony.
But didn't they already rehearse?
Many times, I was afraid that she wouldn't know what to do on her wedding day and would make a mistake, which would make her a laughingstock.
Just as doubt arose, she opened the first page of the book, fell silent, and then looked up at her mother.
Fucha Fujin knew that her daughter was innocent and carefree, but she had already taught her everything she needed to learn, and she could only leave the future to fate.
"Jialuo, you need to know that men like their wives to be dignified and elegant in public, and not to be petty or cold-faced when they are alone. Learn this well, your mother will not harm you."
The phrase "must be 'dang' in bed" that Fucha Fujin used was expressed in an extremely euphemistic way, implying that no man likes a woman who is dull and unresponsive in bed.
However, it's not appropriate to say this directly to my daughter. I just told her to study hard on her own, and if she could understand it, then so be it...
Jialuo was also from a later era, so she naturally understood what Fucha Fujin meant by those words. She never expected that someone would say such things to her. Hehehe, it's really embarrassing.
A blush crept onto her beautiful face, filled with shyness and bashfulness at the topic. "I understand, Mother."
Afraid that she might be too forward and frighten her mother, oh my god, is this an ancient erotic painting?
Shocking!!
He was eager to flip through the pages and take a look, but he felt embarrassed in front of Consort Fucha. He felt that this kind of thing was more enjoyable to read alone.
When Consort Fucha saw her daughter nodding obediently, looking so beautiful and adorable, she was filled with sadness and reluctance at the thought of her daughter getting married.
He pulled his daughter aside and spoke privately for a while before leaving.
After Consort Fucha left, Jialuo looked down at the precious book collection in front of her, the Fire Avoidance Picture. The first picture showed a man and a woman dressed in ancient Hanfu.
Starting with the second picture, she took off her clothes. Hmm... it was like a gradual process. Jialuo kept staring, occasionally letting out a "Wow!" of surprise, with a hint of embarrassment hidden in her soft voice.
I never imagined that people in ancient times were so open-minded. Look at these poses, hehehe, even a modern person like her is amazed.
Hmm, this one's pretty good, quite clear.
My God, how can this woman be so flexible? Is it even possible for a human to do something like that?
Jialuo, who had no experience, felt like she had been given a baptism of life. Her values were greatly shaken. Could she really be so twisted?
Jialuo reached up and touched her waist. Could it be broken?
No, no, this won't do.
Next page.
This is barely acceptable. I touched my thigh and it wasn't a big problem. I nodded and said I could learn from it.
If her high school teacher knew about her dedication to studying, he would probably burst into tears. If she had this kind of drive back then, she might have been able to get into Tsinghua or Peking University.
Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she looked through the pages, one by one.
A series of knocks on the door startled Jia Luo, who was still engrossed in the ancient paintings. She instinctively closed the book in her hands. Only after doing so did she suddenly realize that she was no longer a student secretly reading extracurricular books during class.
Ahem, back then, the extracurricular books she read were comic books and storybooks, not things like fire-avoidance diagrams.
"Princess, it's very late. Didn't you say that staying up late is bad for your health?" The maid guarding the door reminded her. She wondered what the princess had said to make her so restless and unable to sleep so late. Was she worried about the wedding?
Startled, Jialuo's hand trembled, and the book she was holding fell to the ground.
"Okay, I understand." Jialuo finally put down what she was holding, reluctantly putting down her book. She really shouldn't stay up late; it's easy to get dark circles under her eyes and also makes her age faster.
Touching her delicate little face, she thought, "It wouldn't be good if this tender and lovely face aged."
Go to sleep obediently.
Early to bed and early to rise makes you healthy!
On May 15th, the day before her wedding, Jialuo slept until she naturally woke up without anyone disturbing her. Even the maid who usually woke her up for breakfast let her sleep until almost noon.
When I got up, I saw the fire avoidance chart next to my bed and shook my head. I had actually stayed up until almost midnight for this thing. It was really not worth it.
Fire Avoidance Diagram: You abandoned me after looking at this, you despicable two-legged beastman!!
"Is the princess awake? Is she hungry? Should we have the kitchen send some food over?" As the head maid, Xiaoqing immediately stepped forward to inquire after her, placing the washbasin beside her.
Jialuo responded, and guiltily placed the book on the other side. Even though she knew Xiaoqing and the others wouldn't casually flip through it, she still felt a little ashamed.
After lunch, he asked her if she needed a nap. The Fucha mansion was full of people who came to help. She was getting married tomorrow, and they had to prepare many things today.
All Princess Fucha needs to do is conserve her energy. Tomorrow... oh, probably around midnight tonight, she will get up to put on makeup and change into her wedding dress. Then the matchmaker will do her hair and face-opening ceremony, and the Ministry of Rites' wedding procession will arrive at the auspicious time.
While Consort Fucha was worrying about this issue, Emperor Kangxi, far away in the Qianqing Palace of the Imperial Palace, was also worried about the same problem.
Sigh, this old father is really going to great lengths to ensure Bao Cheng's success.
And he couldn't bluntly tell Bao Cheng: "I know you're no good!"
Moreover, Kangxi still had a tiny bit of expectation and hope, thinking that perhaps Baocheng's problem wasn't that he was incapable, but rather that he simply didn't like those women, which was why he had no interest in them.
What if, what if the Crown Princess could do it?
Therefore, Kangxi still put the fire-avoidance diagram in a box and sent Liang Jiugong to give it to the Crown Prince as a 'wedding gift'.
The Crown Prince felt wronged about being punished by his father to copy books. He felt that it was the eldest son who was causing trouble. If it weren't for the eldest son, how could he have made such a fool of himself before his wedding?
"Your Highness, His Majesty has sent me to deliver something to you..." He respectfully handed over a large box.
Thinking it was a gift from his father to appease him, he accepted it and casually placed it aside. Seeing that the Crown Prince didn't seem very interested, Liang Jiugong quickly reminded him:
“Your Highness, the Emperor said that you must take a good look at this…” Liang Jiugong knew what was inside; he had personally placed it there.
Yinreng glanced at the box he had casually placed on the ground. This huge box didn't look like it contained any treasured items. He opened it with some doubt and found a book inside.
As Yinreng looked on with a smile, Liang Jiugong said, "Your Highness, the Emperor said that you must take a very careful look at this..."
Yinreng was puzzled and found it strange, but he didn't think his father would send him anything harmful. He casually glanced at it and thought, "Hmm?"
Realizing what it was, he subconsciously looked up at Liang Jiugong. Seeing that His Highness the Crown Prince was reading, Liang Jiugong did not disturb his studies and said, "Your Highness, this servant will take his leave now."
He saw that the Crown Prince had read it, and this good news had to be told to the Emperor.
Anyway, it wouldn't be good if the Crown Prince got angry about this and took it out on me.
No matter how much the emperor tried to hide it, the chief eunuch in charge of serving him could still vaguely guess what was going on, but he was desperately trying to cover up that he knew nothing.
The misunderstood Yinreng had little curiosity about the fire-avoidance diagram, especially since it was sent by his father, the Emperor. He felt it could lead to him getting involved with the women in the harem, which annoyed him.
He still has to copy books, and the fire-avoidance diagram will only slow down his copying speed!
It's all the eldest brother's fault. He has to copy books as punishment before the wedding. If he spends the three days of his wedding leave copying books, wouldn't the eldest brother laugh at him if he found out?
(End of this chapter)
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