Although the Queen is not liked by the Emperor, she is the daughter of a country and has done nothing wrong, so the Emperor still has to give her face.
In addition, Jiang Kunjun was delighted by the good news coming from the northern border, so he accompanied the king and queen to the banquet.
The cold palace banquet with only stringed music was the most boring. Jiang Kunjun sat there for a while and lost interest. Everyone around her was very good at observing the emperor's words and expressions, and when they saw that the emperor was not in the mood, they suggested many ways to liven up the atmosphere.
The two most favored beauties in the harem looked at each other recently. One of them stood up, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I have learned sword skills from my master. Although they are all fancy moves that are not worthy of the eye, I can still dance a piece to celebrate the birthday of the king and queen."
"Oh?" Jiang Kunjun instantly became interested and laughed, "I didn't know you could dance with a sword. Come on, dance for the king and queen. If you dance well, I will reward you."
Jiang Kunjun asked someone to fetch the sword, and the beauty took the opportunity to take off her complicated and cumbersome skirt and put on a neater outfit.
The focus of sword dancing is the dance, not the sword.
In Feng Yu's opinion, the beauty dancing and jumping in the center of the hall had beautiful postures, but her wrists were weak and her eyes were dull, so she naturally could not inspire the chilling force of the sword in her hand.
How many people in the palace have been to the battlefield and held a sword in their own hands like General Feng? They were already amazed enough to see the beauty dancing with the sword like this.
Jiang Kunjun looked satisfied and said "good" repeatedly. The Queen also smiled and raised her hands to applaud.
A Ruan was as fascinated as everyone else, and thought that this man with a hint of heroic spirit in his eyes was really handsome. He unconsciously raised his hand to cover his lower abdomen, his eyes full of tenderness and expectation.
Wei Min caught a glimpse of Ah Ruan's movements from the corner of his eye, and leaned over to whisper to him, "They are just a bunch of showmen. If only people like him were on the battlefield, Chiang Kai-shek would be finished sooner or later."
Wei Min was very disdainful. He threw a peanut into his mouth and commented with a sneer, "When he raised his arm to get ready, he had been stabbed countless times. The battlefield is blind. Who can wait for him to get ready before attacking? This kind of thing, what's so good about it."
Ah Ruan thought about the scene Wei Min described and silently withdrew her hand from her belly. She felt that she had spoiled her fun and all her fantasies just now had turned into nothing.
The sword dancing in the palace is just for entertainment. Who would let him go into battle and kill the enemy? If Ah Ruan could figure it out, how could Wei Min not figure it out? It was obvious that she did it on purpose.
Seeing that A'ruan had turned her attention back to him, Wei Min was satisfied. He peeled peanuts for him and said, "If you like watching this kind of thing, have a daughter in the future and let her learn sword from Shi Ba. After she has learned it, we won't invite those babbling troupes for your birthday every year. Let her dance for you."
When Ah Ruan thought about how Shi Ba had killed fish with a knife so skillfully in Zhucheng before, and then thought about the apprentice she had taught... Ah Ruan suddenly felt that her birthday parties in the future would be nothing interesting.
——Dancing from beginning to end, she would probably be exhausted to death.
A Ruan glanced at Wei Min with a reproachful look, feeling that his wife was particularly annoying him today, making him worry that the baby in her belly would be a daughter.
Wei Min didn't care at all. He stuffed a peanut into Ah Ruan's mouth and said, "Just watch it if you like. She is a daughter and she should be filial."
In ancient times, there were kings who spent a fortune to win the smile of a beautiful woman. Wei Shangzheng sacrificed his daughter just to make her husband happy.
Ah Ruan chewed peanuts and shook his head, raising his hand and making small gestures:
——I still... want to listen to the opera troupe perform.
"It's up to you." Wei Min smiled, accommodating, "Then let her learn to sing too. It's always good to have more skills."
——My daughter is not going to go out and travel the world in the future, so why should she learn these things…
Ah Ruan bit a peanut and glanced at Wei Min. He felt deeply that his wife had been unable to get pleasure these days and was filled with evil intentions.
While the young couple were whispering, the sword dance in the hall had already ended. The beauty made a beautiful sword flower and bowed to the Emperor and Empress.
Jiang Kunjun was delighted, patted his knees and said, "Reward."
Since the emperor had given all the rewards, the queen would naturally not be left out and also gave a lot of rewards.
There were two beauties in total. After this performance was over, Jiang Kunjun looked at the other one and asked with interest: "He has finished his offerings. Do you have any gifts for the Queen? If not, I will punish you."
The Yue Meiren who was named smiled and stood up, bowed softly, "Of course there is. I specially prepared a dance for you, and I started rehearsing it a month ago."
The Queen smiled when she heard this, "That's thoughtful." He remembered something and looked at Jiang Kunjun, saying with a smile, "The dance of Lady Yue is naturally beautiful. The most beautiful dance must be accompanied by the most beautiful music to live up to it, don't you think? I have a good zither in my palace, why not use it to accompany Lady Yue."
When he mentioned this, Jiang Kunjun couldn't help but think of the person who could play the most beautiful zither in the harem. "A good dance needs a good tune, and a good zither needs someone who understands it. I still remember the scene when Rong Guijun entered the palace. He played a zither and wore plain clothes. The music was pleasant to the ears and the person was beautiful to the eyes... I haven't seen him play for a long time. Now that I mention this, I miss him a lot."
Jiang Kunjun sighed for a moment, then turned to the Palace Minister beside him and whispered, "Go and ask Rong Guijun to come over. I know he's in a bad mood, so why not take this opportunity to help him out today? It's not a good thing for him to be alone all the time."
The Palace Department turned around and sent his men to invite the noble master. Jiang Kunjun looked at Yue Meiren and said with a smile: "You are lucky to have the noble master accompany you."
Beauty Yue bowed with a smile, "My blessings are all bestowed by Your Majesty."
The young servant who was sent to invite Lord Rong came back soon, ran in with a panicked look, and whispered two words in the ear of the palace official. The content of her words instantly made her face change drastically.
Wei Min caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, took a sip of the cup, and looked towards the seat where the Left Prime Minister Rong Shen was sitting. The main seat there was vacant, and the Left Prime Minister's husband was sitting in the second seat.
Just as the banquet began, Prime Minister Rong said he was not feeling well, asked for leave from the Emperor, and left early. Her husband was well received by the Queen, so he was kept to talk.
After hearing what happened from the young servant, the Palace Minister's face changed slightly, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Did you see this with your own eyes?"
Such a big thing, even if that servant had ten heads, he would not dare to make up rumors and lie, so he naturally nodded like pounding garlic, "Yes, yes, I saw it with my own eyes, I saw Lord Zuo Xiang and Your Majesty talking behind the rockery in the garden, as for what they said, I didn't dare to listen."
The Palace Minister waved his hand to let the waiter leave, then turned and walked towards Jiang Kunjun who was talking to the Queen and Concubine Yue.
Jiang Kunjun saw that Rong Guijun was not behind him, and frowned, "Why, I personally sent someone to invite him, but he still doesn't want to come?"
The Dianzhongsheng bent over, covered his mouth with his hands, and whispered to Jiang Kunjun.
Meiren Yue didn't know what the palace official whispered, but she saw the emperor, who had a smile in his eyes, slowly become gloomy, and the smile in his eyes disappeared, leaving only coldness.
Yue Meiren was very perceptive. She immediately stood quietly at one side with her head down and never mentioned the accompaniment.
After hearing this, Jiang Kunjun's cheeks twitched and he clenched his fingers tightly on his knees before he controlled the urge to stand up, overturn the table, draw his sword and stab the bitch to death.
Such a noble lady actually had a secret meeting with the Left Prime Minister behind the emperor's back. No matter what the content of the meeting was, it touched the emperor's bottom line as a woman.
After Jiang Kunjun calmed down, he said to the Queen, "You can handle the rest. I have something urgent to do so I will leave first."
The Queen naturally knew why Jiang Kunjun left in a huff, but he ignored her frown and gently stood up to see her off.
Jiang Kunjun walked briskly, and said to the palace officials as he walked: "Send someone to the palace gate to ask when the left prime minister left the palace."
Jiang Kunjun was furious and in a blink of an eye he arrived at the flowers and rockery.
But there was no one here at this moment.
The servant who had just delivered the message saw that no one was there, and turned pale with fear. He trembled all over, and knelt on the ground with a plop, "Slave, slave clearly saw it..."
Jiang Kunjun turned and looked at the little servant kneeling at her feet. She lowered her eyes, making it impossible to see the expression in her eyes. But the Palace Minister had served her for many years, and when he saw her like this, he knew that the Emperor had already developed murderous intentions in his heart.
Jiang Kunjun's voice was deep and angry. "How dare you, a daring servant, frame your Lordship? Who gave you the guts?"
Jiang Kunjun had just finished speaking, and the young servant hadn't even kowtowed to beg for mercy, when he heard the sound of a sharp blade piercing through flesh. Blood slowly seeped from the corners of his mouth. He looked down and saw a piece of red sword blade that had inexplicably appeared on his chest. Then he opened his eyes wide and fell straight to the ground, stopping his breath instantly.
The Palace Department immediately ordered his body to be disposed of, and then asked Jiang Kunjun in a low voice, "Your Majesty?"
Jiang Kunjun looked at the direction of the noble palace with heavy eyes, and said: "The noble is in a bad mood, I will go to see him, you just stay outside the palace. What happened tonight was just this little servant misjudged the wrong person, you know, if I hear someone say anything..."
Jiang Kunjun didn't finish the second half of his words, but all the people present knelt down in fear, with their heads lowered as low as they could.
Jiang Kunjun walked all the way to Rong Guijun's palace, stood at the steps at the entrance of the palace and looked up.
The place where you live should naturally be luxurious and grand as befits your status.
Rong Guijun has been favored for many years, so naturally her food, clothing, and housing are the best in the harem.
The reason why she chose the young master of the Rong family was not only because of the noble family behind him, but also because this person was to her liking.
Jiang Kunjun came over without taking a sedan chair or notifying anyone. He came so suddenly that everyone was startled.
Jiang Kunjun raised his hand to stop the servant who wanted to go in to report, and walked straight in with the Palace Province.
Rong Guijun's personal attendant was guarding the door to the inner hall. When he saw the emperor coming, he was so scared that his legs went limp and he opened his mouth to report inside.
Jiang Kunjun gave a look, and Dianzhong Sheng immediately stepped forward and quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth.
Jiang Kunjun raised his hand and pushed the door open. Rong Guijun was changing into the cotton shirt and cloak he had worn when he went out just now. Without even turning his head, he said, "Didn't I tell you to stay outside the door? Why are you coming in?"
Jiang Kunjun's voice was emotionless as he said, "Come in and see where you've been."
Her voice was like a sudden thunderclap that scared Rong Guijun away. The cloak in his hand fell to the ground. He turned around, staring blankly at the spot with wide eyes, and spoke with difficulty: "Your Majesty!"
Jiang Kunjun looked at the cloak on the ground and saw mud on the soles of Rong Guijun's boots. He was furious and asked in a deep voice, "Why, who else do you think would come in besides me? Is it your cousin Rong Shen?"
Rong Guijun denied sharply, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? I don't understand anything!"
"Don't understand?" Seeing that he didn't admit it, Jiang Kunjun felt angry and furious. He raised his hand and slapped Rong Guijun to the ground, looking down at him condescendingly, "Who did you go out to meet just now?"
When Rong Guijun knew that the secret meeting had been exposed, he raised his hands to cover his face, bit his lips, and cried silently.
"You went to see Rong Shen, tell me why you went to see her?" Jiang Kunjun did not allow Rong Guijun to just cry and not say anything. He squatted down and raised his hand to pinch his chin, forcing him to look up and look at him. He tightened his hand and said angrily: "Speak!"
Rong Guijun's jaw dropped. "I went to ask my cousin to save Yong'er... After all these years, don't you know how I feel about you? I thought Your Majesty still cared about me, but I didn't expect you to come in and question me harshly, as if I had done something to let you down."
Jiang Kunjun narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you dare to swear that after you married me, you have never done anything to let me down?"
Rong Guijun's eyes were red. He raised his hand and raised four fingers to the sky and swore, "If I have ever done anything to let you down in the slightest, then let me... let Yong'er and I both be struck by lightning and die miserably."
Emperor Jiang Wuyong knew how much Rong Guijun loved him, so he threw his hand away, stood up and sat at the table, and asked, "Why did you go to ask Rong Shen for help?"
"I am the emperor, your wife, and Yong'er's mother. When you encounter problems, you don't ask me for help, but go to your cousin? Do you think I don't love you as much as your cousin, or do you think I don't love Yong'er as much as Rong Shen does?"
Rong Guijun knelt on the ground and cried, "Of course I want to ask you for help when I encounter problems, but can I see you? Your Majesty, you avoid me!"
"Yong'er said that Southern Xinjiang is full of bugs, and even the bed she sleeps on is full of man-eating bugs... Someone is trying to harm her..."
Rong Guijun said: "I am a father, how can I abandon Yong'er? I just ask the left prime minister to send two more people to the southern border to protect Yong'er."
Jiang Kunjun slammed the table angrily upon hearing this. "She is the daughter of Jiang Da, who dares to harm her? She is just making these up because she is timid and cowardly, just to get me to call her back!"
"She has many capable people around her, why would she need to send more people for protection?"
Jiang Kunjun picked up the teacup on the table and threw it at the person on the ground, scolding: "You are really going backwards as you grow older."
"The princess went to the battlefield to lead the army on my behalf, and attacking Zhao is also to enhance my great authority. These are all matters of state. How dare you, a noble king, meet with the left prime minister in private to discuss this matter? If the court gets to know you, it will be considered as the harem interfering in government affairs. Who will escape, you or Rong Shen? The princess will be implicated by public opinion. If the court gets to know you and the left prime minister secretly at night, and this gets out, where do you want me to save face? Will the princess's bloodline be suspected?"
After hearing this, Rong Guijun collapsed to the ground. After coming to his senses, he crawled over and hugged Jiang Kunjun's legs, crying, "Your Majesty, how could anyone doubt the princess's bloodline?"
"I heard that the Left Prime Minister was not feeling well and had to leave early, so I went to stop her. But the Left Prime Minister did not agree to my request. This was all my own impulsive mistake. I was only worried about my daughter and had no other thoughts, Your Majesty."
Jiang Kunjun looked at Rong Guijun who was crying and crying, and after a long silence, he helped him up and said with a sigh: "You are not a teenager anymore. You have been doing things in the harem for many years but you are getting more and more stupid. You should not participate in these things in the future."
Rong Guijun was stunned and murmured, "Your Majesty?"
Jiang Kunjun stood up and left, his meaning was obvious, "I see that you have everything in your palace, so if you have nothing to do in the future, just stay here and don't go out."
This is a disguised form of house arrest.
As soon as Jiang Kunjun left the palace, the palace door was closed by the guards, who then stood guard at the door with knives.
Everyone in the harem knew that Rong Guijun was under house arrest, but no one dared to ask the reason. Everyone just pretended not to know about it and lived their lives as usual.
Others didn't know why, but the left prime minister knew it very well. In the court, Jiang Kunjun's attitude became increasingly biased towards the deputy prime minister Wei Min, and her position as the prime minister became increasingly meaningless.
Rong Chan wanted to find Jiang Kunjun to explain what happened that night, but she knew how petty the emperor was, so she could only bear it and wait until she had calmed down.
The end of the year has arrived with two heavy snowfalls.
The author has something to say: Small theater
#If you give birth to a daughter#
Wei Min: Go learn sword
Little Baozi: Why?
Wei Min: Your father likes it
Little bun: _(:зゝ∠)
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Wei Min: Go sing a song
Little Baozi: Why again?
Wei Min: Your father likes it
Little Bun: ...
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Wei Min: Go learn how to cook fish
Little Baozi: ...My dad likes it?
Wei Min: Yes, your father likes it.
Xiao Baozi: ...No one has ever asked me if I like it or not QAQ
Wei Min: You are not important, your father is the most important
Little bun: _(:зゝ∠)_
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