He sat at the desk and asked with a cold face, "Did Concubine Yi send anyone over, or send any message?"
After he returned to the Qianqing Palace last night, he did not sleep all night. This morning he changed into court clothes and went to court.
After returning from court, he resisted the urge to go to the Qinzheng Palace. He wanted Zhizhi to come to him on her own initiative.
As long as Zhizhi came over, he wouldn't be angry anymore. But who knew that person was so hard-hearted? After leaving the court, he had reviewed more than ten memorials and hadn't even seen the shadow of that person...
Eunuch Li swallowed and said cautiously, "No, Concubine Yi has never sent anyone, nor has she delivered any message."
Snap——
The wolf-hair brush in Pei Lin's hand was broken by him.
Eunuch Li trembled all over and wished he could bury his head in the ground.
It would be better to release Xiao Quanzi from Xingrenfang and let him go in instead. Your Majesty's dragon power is truly terrifying.
Pei Lin calmed down his emotions, took out a wolf-hair brush from the pen holder, and looked down at the memorial on the table again.
Eunuch Li knelt on the ground, not daring to move.
He wanted to leave, but His Majesty did not speak...
After a moment, Pei Lin spoke again: "What is Concubine Yi doing in the Qinzheng Palace now?"
It doesn't matter if she doesn't come. I still have some things in the Qinzheng Hall, I can go get them...
Yesterday he had made an appointment with her to carve some small things for the emperor together.
Eunuch Li, who was kneeling on the ground, felt his heart lift in his throat. He said in a trembling voice, "Noble Concubine Yi was here just now, and then she took the sedan chair back to Qingshu Palace.
I heard that Concubine Yi called all the concubines in the palace to copy Buddhist scriptures together in Qingshu Palace..."
Snap——
Pei Linxin's wolf-hair brush was also broken. His eyes were terribly gloomy, and his whole body seemed to be frozen by the wind and snow.
Eunuch Li was so frightened that he clenched his bladder, fearing that he would be affected.
A moment later, he was driven out of the Palace of Heavenly Purity by Pei Lin with a gloomy face.
Pei Lin sat beside the desk.
His mind was in a mess and he couldn't even read the memorials.
*****
Inside the Qingshu Palace.
Jiang Zhili sat in the front row. There were two ice basins on the left and right of her chair. There was also a small table next to her, on which were grapes, fruits, and a pot of iced flower tea.
It's quite pleasant.
The other concubines were sitting below. In front of each concubine was a table. They had taken off their armor and were leaning over the table, writing furiously.
Jiang Zhili looked at the concubines who were bending over to write, and a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
After eating a grape, she spoke softly.
"My dear sisters, please write carefully. The Bodhisattva is watching over every stroke of your pen. The writing must be neat and without any corrections. The handwriting must be regular script.
If you make a mistake in writing even one character, the entire handwritten Buddhist scripture will be useless."
After Jiang Zhili finished speaking, she asked Xiaotao to give her the storybook and began to read it while urging the concubines to copy it.
The breeze in the hall was cool, but the concubines who were copying Buddhist scriptures were miserable.
These concubines have rarely written since entering the palace, and most of them rarely wrote before entering the palace.
In the feudal period, there were very few noble ladies who could focus on writing.
Now if they were suddenly asked to copy Buddhist scriptures, their wrists would become extremely sore and tiring after a while.
Jiang Zhili didn't care whether their wrists were sore or not. As soon as these concubines stopped writing for a moment, she would urge them to start writing.
These concubines would take half an hour to copy. During this time, several of them stopped writing with their brushes to rub their wrists due to wrist pain. Jiang Zhili gave them a look and they had to continue copying.
"Noble Concubine Yi, I can't copy anymore," a beautiful woman shook her aching wrist, her eyes filled with anger.
This woman is Concubine Chen.
Jiang Zhili raised her head from the notebook, looked at the angry Chen Guiren, and spoke lightly.
"Since Concubine Chen doesn't want to copy it, then the sisters from other palaces will help copy it. The sisters from other palaces will each add five more pages of paper."
When Concubine Chen heard this, she blurted out, "How could you do this? Won't this just make others hate me?"
Concubine Yi was so cruel and hateful, no wonder she caused His Majesty to leave the Qinzheng Palace in the middle of the night!
Jiang Zhili curled her lips and said, "In the harem, everyone prospers and everyone suffers. I'm afraid Concubine Chen doesn't understand this principle. The weather is hot, so I asked you sisters to copy Buddhist scriptures, and I also want you sisters to concentrate and calm your minds.
If Concubine Chen was afraid of being resented by others, why didn't she just write her own part honestly?
Concubine Chen looked embarrassed and glanced around at the other concubines in the palace.
Although she was angry, she had no choice because Concubine Yi was the highest-ranking concubine in the harem.
She had just spoken just now, just to lead everyone to resist together, but who knew these people would be so incompetent.
In the end, Concubine Chen had no choice but to pick up the brush, endure the pain in her wrist, and continue copying the Buddhist scriptures.
Another half hour passed before Jiang Zhili spoke again.
"There are always gossipers in the harem. The harem is the home of all the sisters. Now there are rumors in the family. I think it is probably caused by being too idle.
In the future, if there are such rumors in the palace again, I will not look for the person who is gossiping. Sisters from all palaces can come to my place to copy Buddhist scriptures, and we can leave together after we finish copying.
It's not much, just copy it for seven consecutive days. During this time, I will provide food, which can be regarded as a benefit for all the sisters."
As Jiang Zhili's voice fell.
The concubines sitting below all paused their pens, and they completely understood in their hearts why Concubine Yi asked them to come and copy Buddhist scriptures.
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