Your Highness is busy, and Huan Yue is also very busy.
The banquet held on the Double Ninth Festival is very important; it's necessary to appease some elderly and senior figures.
When the Empress Dowager was alive, the Double Ninth Festival was even more lively, and everyone would go to talk to her.
This day brings many benefits, comparable to a royal birthday.
Huan Yue was busy.
A palace maid spoke up, "Li Shi was supposed to enter the palace, but she couldn't get up. Master Fushan is trying to find a solution."
Ji whispered gossip: "Master Fushan doesn't want Lady Li to enter the palace? Lady Li is a bit crazy, she might be talking nonsense."
Another palace maid gossiped: "The Emperor didn't invite the Taoist priest Fushan to the palace, nor did he summon the imperial physician. Is he planning to fall ill during the banquet?"
Huan Yue chimed in, "She'll definitely fall over; beauties love to fall over."
The palace maids and servants burst into laughter, comparing the over-eighty-year-old woman to a young beauty.
Very insightful.
Huan Yue hadn't even gotten to the crucial point: "You have to finish saying the important things, otherwise it'll be a frustrating situation where you leave out that one sentence." He then launched into an impromptu performance: "Li Si Niang from Li Family Village, honest and hardworking, with a big bottom, good for bearing children, go and propose marriage immediately. After I leave, she'll marry me from the mourning period. Not enough money, so I saved some more, at...at...at..."
His head lolled to the side, and he breathed his last.
The room was filled with people, who were dumbfounded.
The Empress's acting was so realistic!
The little palace maid squatted on the ground, crying and laughing at the same time.
The young maidservant tugged at her mistress's sleeve, crying, "Your Majesty, don't worry, tell me where the money is!"
Huan Yue swished! He opened his eyes, experiencing a brief moment of lucidity before death.
The little maid was startled!
Chao Yun was speechless: "Your Majesty, please stop playing this game."
Ji was speechless: "I'm waiting for the money to get married."
Huan Yue became serious and said while busy, "Don't you know how poor our family is?"
Several palace maids burst into laughter!
The young palace maid didn't understand: "Why did Your Highness say there was silver?"
Huan Yue patted her head: "A person needs to have something to look forward to, right? Maybe you'll have it in the next life."
Everyone was both amused and exasperated. The poor family was truly impoverished. The empress's acting was chilling.
The maidservant said seriously, "I'm afraid that after Madam Li dies, she'll bring up those old grievances halfway through."
Huan Yue said, "Just bury it in the coffin. If they don't know, they won't think much of it. But if they do know, they might dig around the house with a hoe. I have to tell them it's in the back mountain. If they dig a few times, they'll clear at least two acres of land, and that'll be ten taels of silver."
Everyone burst into laughter again!
Clearing land is hard work.
The palace maid smiled and said, "After clearing the land, you still need to nurture it. If the land isn't nurtured, it won't become fertile, or weeds will quickly grow back."
Huan Yue nodded: "But the deal has already been made, and the ten taels of silver is almost in hand. Ten taels of silver is about right for marrying a wife in the countryside, isn't it?"
The palace maid nodded with a smile.
Huan Yue tried on the shoes, and they looked quite nice.
Huiqing plans to make several more pairs, as there will be a lot to do in winter, and anyway, her feet are unlikely to grow any longer.
The weather is alright now, so if things are done well, you can move around less in the cold weather.
His Highness sent many things, including leather and other items.
Huan Yue was delighted; the desired outcome had been achieved. Now that he was happy, he could do other things.
Chao Yun calmly said, "There are so many elderly people, Your Highness should be more obedient. If you can bear it, then bear it."
Huan Yue nodded. She could tolerate what she couldn't tolerate, but she could settle scores later.
Huiqing smiled but remained silent. The Empress wants to wait until autumn to do it; as long as His Highness and the Emperor protect her, no one else can do anything about it.
Chao Yun was just saying, "With our ancestors around, ordinary people can't jump up like that."
Huan Yue was unsure: "What happened to the Ancestor and Master Fushan?"
Chao Yun said in a low voice, "It's so-so. The Song Prince's Mansion sometimes doesn't get involved in things."
Therefore, being able to manage the Empress is a great blessing for her.
Huan Yue understood.
Not everyone wants to have an ancestor.
The Empress Dowager's generation is higher than the current generation, but closer to the ancestors. Just like twenty years ago, the royal family naturally had other elders.
It all comes down to who survives to this day; whoever does is the most valuable.
Some people suddenly become regents and rise to prominence. Besides, the Song Prince's Mansion has always been quite successful, so there's no need for it to follow in the footsteps of the Empress Dowager.
Our ancestors were so wise; they knew that keeping a low profile was the key to success.
The reason he's stepping forward now is to suppress some of the old guard, which is quite commendable.
People like Madam Li know a lot of things, and the ancestor knows even more. It would be difficult for anyone to play tricks on her.
Around dusk, Di Baose ran over.
I'm not here to freeload.
Di Baose sat down to drink tea, complaining, "Anxiang Courtyard is bustling."
Huan Yue also sat down to drink tea and blinked.
Di Baose didn't care much, just said: "Wang Chuyuan is still making trouble, crying and crying. Yang Chu'er and Yang Dong'e are moved by her crying, and they are actively causing trouble even though their injuries haven't healed yet."
Huan Yue said, "Being full of energy is a good thing."
Di Baose chuckled: "Luo Yaohui has behaved herself this time, but Chang Ziyu seems to be getting lively again."
Huan Yue said, "I used to worry about Anxiang Courtyard. Wouldn't it be better if Anxiang Courtyard became too lively?"
The maid said, "There are still two empty rooms."
Huan Yue said, "Two rooms can be turned into ten rooms when needed."
The little maid blinked.
I've seen all sorts of tiny rooms. Don't even think about getting a big bed; having a roof over your head, a bed frame, and a blanket is enough to make you happy.
Di Baose calculated: "There isn't much space in front, so we need to leave some room."
Huan Yue nodded: "How can two people live in the backyard of Green Jade Courtyard?"
Staying in a side room in the backyard of Wenqi Courtyard is definitely not as good as having two rooms in Luqi Courtyard.
A palace attendant came to report: "Di Liangdi's maternal grandmother is looking for her."
Di Baose was a little dazed. Having gotten used to staying in the Eastern Palace and being busy every day, she had forgotten about all the messy things that happened in the Zheng family.
The eunuch reminded him, "Zheng Kou and He Bo have gotten together."
What?
The eunuch looked at the Empress. He Bo was her maternal uncle; he was bound to rise to prominence sooner or later.
"No," the maidservant couldn't help but ask, "Isn't Zheng Kou going to marry Chang Dalang?"
The eunuch said, "Didn't she fail to get married?"
Huan Yue pondered, "Zheng Kou isn't very formidable, but can He Bo pull it off? Should we get on He Jing's good side?"
Such lewd and insolent language! Di Baose has even mastered it.
By the way, Di Baose asked, "Does He Jing want to enter the palace?"
The eunuch nodded. Of course he wanted to. He Jing was a relative of the emperor. Was he not allowed to visit relatives?
Chang Shuigen is He Jing's son-in-law, and he can even meet the emperor. In what way is He Jing inferior to his son-in-law?
Although Chang Shuigen has a good daughter, if He Jing didn't have a good daughter, where would Chang Shuigen have a good daughter?
Huan Yue wasn't worried at all.
The palace maid smiled and reminded him, "Her Majesty wants to reward Baishi Village with 20,000 taels of silver, so Old Man He will have to hurry."
Huan Yue said, "Believe it or not, bury him under Longshan Mountain?"
The legend of Meng Jiangnu weeping at the Great Wall suggests that someone might be buried by that river.
As for drowning in the river, that's a different matter.
Madam Sun said, "If Madam Anle can take care of my eldest sister, she will naturally take care of my father. This family is just overthinking things."
Huan Yue said, "We've received enough."
As for anything else you want, dream on.
Before the Double Ninth Festival, people would climb mountains or go to Hualin Garden.
Except for those of noble status, those who are not so noble must be over seventy years old.
Although sixty or fifty years old is considered old, there are too many people in their fifties and sixties.
Many of them are over seventy years old. Anyway, He Jing is under seventy, so let him jump.
Did Di Baose not know what Zheng Kou was going to do?
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