Chapter 816 You're Not Dead Yet
Jiang Fenghua smiled and looked at the poems and some primers on the table. They were all worn out from being read so many times, which was enough to show that Xie Hongyou was indeed very serious.
Jiang Fenghua gave the test as she asked, and Xie Hongyou did not disappoint her; he could recite everything he had learned.
"Your mother is testing you on things you haven't learned before, nor on what you need to learn from books. She's testing your ability to adapt to changing circumstances," Jiang Fenghua said.
Xie Hongyou paused, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes. He could read and recite what he had learned, but he was afraid of what he hadn't learned.
In her previous life, she tried every possible way to educate her two children, but they were spoiled by Su Tingwan. Even though she tried her best to teach them and devoted all her energy to them, they were still ungrateful.
She felt that her children had already suffered enough by bringing them into the world and into her womb, so she tried her best to teach them everything she knew, but it was all in vain.
The mother and son discussed things in the study, and soon an afternoon had passed.
Xie Hongyou felt as if he had been enlightened. His mother had never taught him like this before. Today's mother seemed very different.
At this moment, Xie Ziyan also returned. She had grown much taller and was wearing a short, form-fitting outfit. She had a pretty face and a pair of long, slender legs.
She happily threw herself into Jiang Fenghua's arms, "Mother."
Looking at her daughter, Jiang Fenghua thought she would grow up to be a stunning beauty. "Why are you so sweaty?"
"Yan'er went to practice martial arts. Aunt Lin said that she needs to master solid basic skills before she can practice martial arts." Xie Ziyan added, "Didn't Father tell us not to disturb Mother's recuperation? What's wrong with Mother's health?"
Jiang Fenghua said, "Your mother is fine and in good health. Your father just wants you to study hard and deliberately doesn't want your mother to disturb you."
"The flower decoration on Mother's forehead is so beautiful, I want to have it done too."
Jiang Fenghua noticed a set of painting tools in the study; she remembered that she had prepared these for the children.
She took a pen, dipped it in red ink, and drew the exact same pattern between her eyebrows.
She has excellent drawing skills, and she can complete the painting almost in one go. The filigree is very lifelike, and when combined with her pretty and lovely face, it amazes her daughter even more.
Xie Ziyan looked at herself in the mirror and said, "I'm so beautiful, just like Mother. I'll paint floral patterns on myself every day from now on."
“My daughter is naturally the most beautiful,” Jiang Fenghua said.
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On this day, the Imperial Astronomical Bureau calculated the date and time for the prayer ceremony, and Gao Qingtong and Song Qing came to Kunning Palace after receiving the news.
Song Qing said, "The ceremony will be handled by the Ministry of Rites. The concubines in the harem only need to listen to the master of ceremonies step forward to offer their prayers for blessings. Your Majesty, I and Consort Gao have drafted a version."
Jiang Fenghua took it and glanced at it. In just one glance, she knew it was Gao Qingtong's handwriting.
She deliberately asked, "Was this written by Consort Song?"
Song Qing smiled and looked at Gao Qingtong, "Most of the writing was done by Consort Gao, and my literary talent is not as good as hers."
Gao Qingtong said, "If Your Majesty approves after reviewing it, I will have it copied and sent to all the palaces. All the concubines in the harem must be able to recite it, and during the blessing ceremony, everyone will kneel and pray to the Bodhisattva together."
Jiang Fenghua said in a deep voice, "Bring me a pen."
Hongxiu quickly handed over a pen.
Jiang Fenghua, as if divinely inspired, revised the text and handed it to Gao Qingtong, saying, "Write it like this!"
After reading it, Gao Qingtong's eyes flashed with admiration. "Your Majesty is indeed very thoughtful."
Jiang Fenghua nodded, "Pass it down for copying!"
Song Qing was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered, "When it comes to the procedures for our imperial concubines, we will hear Vice Minister Xiao of the Ministry of Rites read out the instructions..."
When Jiang Fenghua heard Xiao Yu's name, she thought of her past life again. She still owed Xiao Yu a thank you and an apology.
He is now serving as a vice minister in the Ministry of Rites, a very high-ranking position. Given time, it wouldn't be difficult for him to be ennobled and appointed prime minister, which could be considered as repaying the kindness he received in his previous life.
There was something else on her mind. If it were now, she would never tolerate Helan Yanran and Shang Hong having an affair. It would be a dereliction of duty for the empress to have concubines in the harem have affairs with men outside the palace. Yet now she had personally let Helan Yanran go.
Xie Shang probably doesn't know about this yet. Why didn't Consort Chang tell Xie Shang about it?
If Xie Shangruo knew that she had let Consort Lan go, he would probably be furious.
Helan Yanran's actions were a complete challenge to imperial authority, bringing shame upon the royal family and ultimately harming herself.
Shang Hong should have rescued her by now!
On the day of the blessing ceremony, Jiang Fenghua saw Shang Hong with the Imperial Guards on duty. They were far apart, so she didn't go up to him. Besides, it wasn't a suitable occasion for her to interfere.
The entire prayer ceremony was organized by Vice Minister Xiao of the Ministry of Rites.
He stood to one side of the prayer altar, dressed in a majestic official robe, and announced loudly, "Please, Your Highnesses, give your speeches."
Jiang Fenghua, dressed in a magnificent phoenix robe, walked at the front with dignity and majesty. The floral decoration between her eyebrows attracted more attention, and people whispered among themselves, "The Empress is so beautiful! When I get back, I want to have a floral decoration like the Empress's. What kind of flower is that? It's so delicate and beautiful."
Beside her were Consort Gao, Consort Song, and other concubines from the harem.
After Empress Jiang and her concubines gave their speeches, it was the princes, princesses, and other noblemen and princesses who followed.
Because of their different ages and heights, Xie Ziyan, Xie Hongyou, and other princes and princesses walked at the front, while the children of the ministers walked behind. The blessing ceremony was very grand.
The streets were packed with people, shoulder to shoulder. The emperor was going to pray for the people's well-being, and they were naturally very happy. They knelt on the ground and shouted three times, "Long live the emperor! Long live the empress!"
Suddenly, a group of uninvited guests appeared in the crowded throng. They were dressed as ordinary people, their eyes fixed on the emperor's location. If they were to attempt an assassination in this situation, they would only face certain death.
They were surrounded by soldiers, so they gave up.
Yan Jue disguised himself, unaware that he was being watched by someone as soon as he revealed himself.
Yan Jue withdrew from the crowd and looked around at the men in black, but they didn't follow.
Just then, a black figure suddenly attacked him. The figure moved quickly, seizing Yan Jue's vital point in four or five moves.
Yan Jue asked, "Who are you? Why did you capture me?"
The shadowy figure tightened its grip, "Naturally, I'm an enemy here to seek revenge on you."
"I have no grudge against you, let me go," Yan Jue said coldly.
The dark figure suddenly lifted the veil covering his head, revealing a disfigured face. Upon seeing this, Yan Jue exclaimed in shock, "You're not dead yet?"
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