The following day, Princess Qianqian of Wunu Kingdom and Princess Luoshi of Dashi Kingdom arrived in Sheng'an at the same time.
This has nothing to do with Huan Yue.
The Ministry of Rites and the Court of State Ceremonial were put in charge.
There are established rules, and even if they need to be changed, it's not Huan Yue's business.
However, the emperor will certainly host a banquet, as Huan Yue is quite important as the crown princess.
Sigh, the responsibilities she shoulders are getting bigger and bigger.
When Xie Zhou returned, he saw his wife sitting listlessly on the throne. Was it because of him?
Huan Yue glanced at him lazily and didn't get up.
Because Xie Zhou liked to hug her, as it was warm to hold her in winter.
Huan Yue thought hibernation was a good idea; he could sleep until next spring.
Xie Zhou told her something funny: "Han Oumo turned it into a solar calendar. There are 365 days in a year, and 366 days in a leap year."
Huan Yue thought to himself, "Are you sure it's the same? But Han Oumo has been here for several years, so he should have calculated it."
But that's life. Just like how you divide a bowl of food, there's no absolute standard. And nowadays, we can't accurately measure the sun, can we?
However, the dates are the same in both the solar calendar and the lunar calendar, so you can refer to the lunar calendar when using the solar calendar.
Xie Zhou could tell from his wife's appearance that she knew.
What difference does it make whether Huan Yue knows or not? Han Oumo just does all this useless stuff anyway.
She said, "The Imperial Astronomical Bureau has never miscalculated the winter solstice every year."
Xie Zhou understood. Anyway, Han Oumo did what he was supposed to do, so don't expect any credit.
Objectively speaking, she has made contributions, but she needs to be careful. Otherwise, whether she comes from Wunu Kingdom or Dashi Kingdom, she will feel the same way – she will have no sense of belonging to the Great Zhao.
Although she could have several children with a man, it wouldn't be meaningful.
It's still part of the Han family after all. Even if the Han family doesn't say anything, other people love to stir up trouble.
Xie Zhou said, "The Song family is quite bold. They actually went to General Lü and even said that you sent them. The Lü family didn't believe a word of it."
Huan Yue said, "I've never seen anyone so shameless! After dominating the area around Yongzhou, they're now attacking Sheng'an again? What opportunity does Song Jun see?"
Xie Zhou said, "He's just shameless, over eighty years old and you can't hit or scold him."
Huan Yue sincerely said, "These people who have sucked the blood of countless ordinary people should all die."
Xie Zhou kissed her.
It would take at least several years for Da Zhao to clean up the mess.
The Song family will have priority if they want to join the queue. As for Song Jun's former students and associates, they will be eliminated all at once.
Huan Yue sighed, "How many people in this world feel superior to me?"
Xie Zhou kissed her: "It's all wishful thinking. In fact, I don't necessarily not understand that their plans don't always come true."
Huan Yue said, "So these women are just tools, and yet they're all so happy about it."
Xie Zhou said, "Of course I'm happy. But if these people enter the palace, they'll end up like the Dong family, and in the end, it will be the Dong family that benefits."
It's not good for the Xie family at all.
Huan Yue remembered that in one dynasty, most of the empresses and concubines were selected from commoners.
But in the end, commoners became nobles. Many commoners sold their daughters for personal gain.
A palace attendant came to report: "A banquet will be held the day after tomorrow, and Song Jun, Madam Zheng, and others will be attending."
Huan Yue asked expectantly, "Will those beauties from the Song family be able to dance?"
Xie Zhou asked his wife, "Want to see?"
Huan Yue said, "I want to see them dance, after all, they are quite beautiful. But with so many girls in the Song family, why weren't they sent to the palace before?"
Xie Zhou said, "Song Jun is getting colder and colder; none of his children or grandchildren are outstanding. Even if his daughter is sent to the palace, I'm afraid things won't be much better."
Huan Yue nodded.
At least when the Dong family was around, Song Jun couldn't defeat Dong Xu. Now that he probably sees a glimmer of hope, he's traveled all the way to Sheng'an at his advanced age, hoping to use his reputation to fight for power one more time.
Huan Yue said, "The Chen family really knows how to teach people. Even if Chen Zhun isn't capable, Chen Kuang and Chen Ke are both competent."
Xie Zhou nodded: "The Song family members were ruined by Song Jun himself. Several of them obtained the Jinshi degree under his supervision, but they didn't take their official duties seriously."
Song Jun wasn't that shameless, and the emperor wasn't that foolish.
Just as a minor official can be flattered, a high-ranking official can still be deadly.
Therefore, the Song family went further and further astray, and there was no way to correct their ways.
There are quite a few families like the Chen family that can be turned around, after all, the imperial court needs to function and everyone needs to survive.
If you can't change the world, you can only change yourself. And there are plenty of those who refuse to repent.
After dinner.
Xie Zhou sat on the couch with his wife in his arms, chatting.
Huan Yue was too sleepy to flirt.
Xie Zhou looked at her, and thought, "Isn't she pregnant?"
Huan Yue glared at him, thinking he was overthinking it.
Wouldn't it be even harder once he got pregnant? Huan Yue could only laze around for now.
Xie Zhou held her close, and they chatted casually anyway.
A palace maid came to report: "Eighth Prince is crying and wants to sleep with His Highness."
Huan Yue asked, "Why did you suddenly think of that?"
The palace maid said, "It was probably Yan Boxuan who was boasting to him today?"
Huan Yue thought for a moment and said, "I've never slept with Yan Boxuan either."
Xie Zhou said, "Bring him here and let me give him a beating."
The palace maid hurried off, silently praying for Balang. Yan Boxuan might get a beating tomorrow.
Cuizhu remembered that Yan Boxuan must have taken advantage of the Empress's rest time. She could forget about it again.
Sun brought Balang over.
Everyone, adults and children alike, was bundled up warmly, even though it was very cold outside at night. Only Hachiro was able to keep moving around.
They put him down and, holding onto the couch, tried to crawl towards their second sister-in-law.
Xie Zhou grabbed him.
Xie Li looked at his second brother.
Xie Zhoutian's power erupted, staring at him without a trace of emotion. The possibility of him killing him for the throne existed.
Xie Li was startled.
Huan Yue comforted him, "You're all grown up now, you don't need to sleep with me. Go back and be a good boy and go to sleep, I'll treat you to porridge tomorrow."
Xie Li looked like he was about to cry, but he was also quite pitiful.
Huan Yue asked, "Are you scared?"
Eek.
Huan Yue instructed, "Then you and your second brother will sleep together. Brothers should share a blanket."
Xie Li looked at his second brother and whimpered, "No! This isn't like brothers."
Sun carried Xie Li away, and this time things calmed down a bit.
Xie Zhou was quite angry.
Huan Yue laughed and said, "Why bother arguing with a three-year-old? We'll beat him when he's older and doesn't know any better."
The palace maid hid to the side without saying a word. Was this the reason why the Empress beat the Prince?
Xie Zhou felt extremely aggrieved as he hugged his wife, and went to the bed inside.
The palace maids withdrew, and the dressing room at the back was prepared to be both hot and warm.
It's quite warm outside with a group of people working the night shift.
His Highness and His Majesty don't like to call out to people, so everyone sleeps well.
A few people chatted idly: "Why does everyone want to be the Crown Prince's consort?"
The cat said, "That's not surprising. Those who care about their reputation won't come, and those who don't care about their reputation aren't worthy."
That's so insightful. It's like trying to force a sale when you're not actually buying it.
The key is that His Highness and His Majesty are both well, and the Emperor is also well. What are they all thinking?
The eunuch said, "We still need a grandson of the emperor."
Otherwise, they'd be hoping to divorce his wife after three years of childlessness.
A mother's status rises with the birth of her son; some empresses were deposed because they were childless.
Although the possibility of Consort Huan being deposed is unlikely, those people don't care and just do as they want.
They all wished they could just bring a big, healthy baby boy into the Eastern Palace.
The eunuch gossiped: "The young ladies chosen by the Song family all have quite a few brothers. However, it's uncertain whether they are legitimate or illegitimate, and their generation is also uncertain."
The cat scoffed, "If Your Majesty gives birth to just one child, it will be worth a hundred of them. There's no rush for this one; it will come eventually."
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