In the evening, the rain stopped, but the wind was still very strong.
The sky was overcast and showed no sign of clearing up; it would most likely rain again tomorrow.
Tonight, I guess I'll just have to draw a circle around the moon at home by myself.
It was a rare occasion that the palace did not host a banquet.
Although there are many reasons to grant a banquet, and some people are looking forward to it, there are also many reasons not to grant one, such as the inconvenience for the Qing'e Palace.
It's possible that the Double Ninth Festival will disappear altogether. This isn't because the emperor valued the Qing'e Palace so much, but because those people were too careless and inconsiderate.
Do they think the Qing'e Palace and the imperial grandson are actors, to be entertained at will?
We can't really control what happens in private, but those who dare to collude with the Crown Prince to set a trap—I don't know what's wrong with their minds!
If you're complaining that the palace doesn't host banquets, then go complain about those things.
Although it started early this morning, it's still not over.
The Ximing camp outside the city has mobilized. If they get any more audacious, they could storm the palace.
So, what kind of banquet will be held?
Once Lü Liang and Prince Zheng return in triumph, and the imperial grandson is born, there will be plenty of opportunities.
The rear hall of Qing'e Palace.
A group of palace maids and eunuchs, guessing it will rain again tomorrow, the rain dripping from the trees right now is about the same as a rain of ginkgo seeds.
Anyway, I didn't care. Luckily, there wasn't much water on the ground, so I just swept it.
There was a thick layer on the ground, and sweeping it up gave me a great sense of accomplishment.
Many lamps were lit in the rear hall.
Huan Yue, dressed warmly, sat in the Jixian Pavilion and watched.
Xie Zhou stayed with his wife and fed her mooncakes.
The fresh meat mooncakes were also super delicious; Xie Zhou always managed to feed them to himself.
Huan Yue glanced at him, then looked at his son and wondered if he couldn't see him.
The child is probably practicing Baduanjin now; the movements are very skillful.
The idea that one day of practice equals a year of acquired skill is an exaggeration; in any case, one is born with thirty years' worth of internal energy.
Therefore, Huan Yue felt that whether a father could beat his son was a question.
Xie Zhou looked at his wife, and the fresh meat mooncake he hadn't even tasted tasted bad. He couldn't possibly lose to his son if he couldn't beat his wife, could he? Oh, Father!
However, Xie Zhou believed that as a father, his son should be obediently disciplined, and he dared to rebel.
Xie Zhou thought about Yan Boxuan and realized that at most, beating him wouldn't hurt much.
The adults were busy, and so was Yan Boxuan.
Xie Fufu had no choice but to follow him, getting completely soaked.
It's cold right now, which isn't a good thing.
Fortunately, there were many people in the East Palace, and together they swept the back hall clean.
As for the thick layer that has fallen on the ground, we can sweep it up tomorrow.
Everyone hurry up and clean up and warm it up, otherwise there won't be enough ginkgo nuts to take the medicine, or to make up for the lack of them.
The eunuchs carried the loads out one by one. The cleanup afterwards was a bit of a hassle, but it was alright.
Farmers are worried about what's happening in the fields.
Several strong palace maids, wearing straw raincoats, came to sweep again.
Huan Yue said, "Don't bother."
When you're sick, you always feel great, but by the time you're too sick to get up and regret it, it's too late.
Chaoyun told everyone to go and rest, and that they should all be fine after taking their medicine and taking a nap.
The Qing'e Palace fell silent.
The wind died down, but the rain did continue; the drizzle had a certain charm.
Xie Zhou carried his wife back to Chengen Palace and lay down on the couch.
The kid might have a lot of fun playing with his dad after practicing Baduanjin.
The eunuch came to report: "The impact on the seven prefectures surrounding Sheng'an is not significant."
It rained, and finally autumn has arrived.
Rain is normal, but the main thing is that this year seems to be the biggest harvest yet, which is something to look forward to!
People always want things to be better and better. A bumper harvest is the greatest guarantee for ordinary people!
They don't care how the battle is fought.
As for those who died in battle, the number is not large at present.
As for the many innocent deaths in the German country, that's not the fault of the imperial court; they should be fought back!
The common people do not want to fight, but they are not afraid of fighting!
Xie Zhou was reading to his son when he suddenly seemed to stop moving.
Huan Yue said, "They're probably tired from playing."
A child kicks their foot to show they are doing well.
Xie Zhou wasn't worried about his health; he just hoped his son would grow up to be even smarter than himself! Wouldn't having a stupid son be a disgrace to his reputation? As for what to do if he was too smart, that was a matter for his mother to beat him up.
Therefore, we hope he is intelligent, but not too intelligent; perhaps a wise man appearing foolish is just right.
Huan Yue was about to fall asleep.
A palace attendant came to report: "The True Man Ku Miao gave a purse, which the Consort Xian gave to the little princess. After a while, the princess vomited blood, saying that she had vomited some dirty things."
Huan Yue asked, "How is he now?"
The eunuch reported, "The imperial physician is watching over her. Master Ku Miao also has no intention of harming her."
As for what Qingxiu gave her daughter and made her suffer like this, no one else can say.
Huan Yue thought that the child might not be in good health in the future, so he would have to take good care of him.
Huan Yue said, "Master Ku Miao is truly remarkable. If this child fails in the future, he can cultivate Taoism."
Xie Zhou nodded. "By the way, following Princess Guanghua to cultivate Taoism is quite good."
Huan Yue blinked.
The Empress Dowager helped Princess Guanghua.
However, Princess Guanghua is a woman of principle, and she will raise this child well. As for letting the child develop too much of an opinion, for the time being, Princess Guanghua will not be allowed to raise him; we will try to be fair and give the child a chance.
If they were to be raised by Princess Guanghua from birth, it would bring many problems.
Raise her until she's five or six years old, then observe her behavior or her wishes.
Huan Yue felt that having a highly accomplished master suppressing the evil forces would make him feel much more at ease.
It's not that I'm afraid, but rather that I'm afraid of getting hurt after giving my heart. I can be good to her without expecting anything in return, but I can't let her turn around and stab me in the back.
Xie Zhou kissed his wife, seeing that she was sleeping comfortably again.
The children were still awake, and Xie Zhou already adored his son.
From a benevolent perspective, it's not appropriate to casually deal with a woman who is promiscuous and gives birth to promiscuous children.
Having fewer children means less worry.
Parents care deeply for each child, and they also care deeply for the mother of each child.
midnight!
Someone attacked the palace! There was movement at Duanmen, Xuandemen, and several other city gates, but the main force was heading towards Yichun Garden.
The King of Wu personally arrived at the scene and captured Zhuang Wujiu alive.
Zhuang Wujiu's momentum remained unaffected; he only regretted not having succeeded!
The King of Wu had no time to reason with him.
The General actually captured the seventh prince of the Great Stone Kingdom alive. This golden rat is quite worth it!
He claimed to be the seventh prince, but whether that's true or not remains to be seen. However, he seems rather dim-witted, which is why he dared to come to the Great Zhao to die.
So, how did the Kingdom of Da Shi portray the Kingdom of Zhao? Did they believe that the people of Zhao were all incredibly stupid and easily manipulated by them?
Some things are better left unsaid. Just catch as many as you can, and leave them there to pickle.
So what if they drown? They don't need that much after all.
Everyone urged King Wu to rest. It was about time.
The King of Wu did not try to be brave; he was not a military general leading troops, but had only come to see who was so audacious.
Zhuang Wuji cursed the King of Wu.
The King of Wu simply ignored him.
The crowd beat Zhuang Wuji half to death. Let him be arrogant, how much more power does the Zhuang family have left?
For those who slip through the net, if they remain silent, the court will not pursue them for a while. Only those who are particularly hated will be subject to complete eradication.
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