It's raining.
The chrysanthemums in the East Palace's Hidden Fragrance Courtyard are blooming beautifully.
Luo Yaohui was dressed neatly, even though she couldn't go out; standing on the eaves, she might not see or think anything.
Cai stood beside her, watching and listening to the chaos of war.
A faint smell of blood wafted in the wind; one wonders how many people will die.
This is nothing serious; it was just Lu Fengyi and Lan Fengyi running around for a bit.
The maidservant brought a cloak for Luo Yaohui to wear so it would be warmer; she was cold.
News had run out, but finally a palace maid, as if she had come specifically to inform us, said: "Gong Zhaoxun has gone to receive her title."
Luo Yaohui was not very clear about the Charity Department, and exchanged a glance with Cai.
Cai was willing, but Consort Huan might not be. So, she told Luo Yaohui the truth: "From now on, the Charity Department will not only be the eyes of Qing'e Palace, but also an outstretched hand."
Luo Yaohui nodded.
Lady Cai said, “In the inner palace, what you hear is only one aspect. But what you learn from the common people, from small details, may be more crucial. (Just as the inner palace is related to the court, the common people are naturally related to the court.) The inner palace cannot interfere in politics, but (the resourceful Lady Huan) has another way.”
Luo Yaohui understood. That meant there was no interference in politics, but whether there was any influence was self-evident.
Luo Yaohui wanted to get involved, but what was her purpose?
The maid thought to herself, "With His Highness spoiling Consort Huan so much, and the Emperor letting her beat people in the Zichen Palace, why does he need to interfere in politics in such a roundabout way?"
Gong Yun arrived at Linde Hall and stood quietly to one side.
There were only immortals in front of her; she couldn't let the Crown Prince down.
A fourth-rank virtuous lady, Lady Huan is really something. She'll be qualified to attend banquets like this from now on.
Gong Yun didn't want anything else, she just wanted to face the pressure. So, should she start stress resistance training now?
If she can withstand these people, her abilities will improve significantly. She has also made many preparations.
Before that, Madam Xu and Kong Zhenjun had finished composing a poem that would be renowned throughout history and would surely be passed down for thousands of years.
Today, it's gone after just one glance.
After all, chatting with Qing'e now makes us family. But we should avoid talking to Kong Zhenjun.
Madam Dong hurriedly took the poem, and after reading it, she exclaimed in admiration, showing off to Qing'e, "You should learn from it."
Huan Yue didn't look: "You can't learn it. Some things are innate."
He spoke coldly, "What's the point of learning this? To get into the Hanlin Academy?"
Huan Yue was excited and hurriedly asked, "Can one enter the Hanlin Academy simply by being able to compose poetry?"
The current expression of contempt: "What's it to you?"
Huan Yue, holding his head, said, "I think there's still a chance to save him."
The golden rule of the day: "You can rest assured and marry Erlang."
Huan Yue accepted the decree. Fortunately, it wasn't Wu Dalang (a character from a Chinese folktale known for his short stature).
Despite all his faults, Xie Erlang had one redeeming quality: Huan Yue could defeat him.
Huan Yue wanted to show off: "I actually have a line: When autumn comes on the ninth day of the ninth month, my flowers will bloom and all other flowers will wither."
King Shen exclaimed, "What a magnificent display!"
In contrast, all of Kong Zhenjun's writings were suppressed.
The key point is that Huan Yue has this kind of ruthless decisiveness; the word "kill" is tinged with bloodlust.
Kong Zhenjun stood there, expressionless.
People are used to seeing her like this, so it might give them the creeps.
Dong disliked it very much, and besides, she couldn't get past Qing'e.
Princess Huayang suddenly spoke up, praising Kong Zhenjun effusively.
Everyone looked at her and thought she was the most favored princess again, the one who was flamboyant and confident.
Princess Huayang carried herself with the princess's crown and robes without any problem, and pulled the expressionless Kong Zhenjun in front of her father, the emperor.
Kong Zhenjun's unwilling appearance almost made Consort Zhu burst into laughter.
Lady Shen should feel inferior and silently watch Princess Huayang court disaster. Does Princess Huayang feel so smug just because Kong Zhenjun is better than Qing'e?
Are they all brainless and oblivious to the imperial decree?
The sage repeatedly showed respect to Qing'e; to not show respect to Qing'e would truly be to disrespect the sage.
They don't care nowadays.
Xie Zhou remained calm and composed. She felt disappointed in her father, who had doted on his daughter for over twenty years. Well done!
Xie Zhou felt that it was time to deal with Princess Huayang. Apart from her husband, there were many other ways to deal with her.
Princess Huayang was in front.
Those who praise Kong Zhenjun, come on again!
It must be even better than the previous praise!
Ouyang held Kong Zhenjun's hand, liking her more and more as she looked at her, and suggested to the emperor, "Why don't we bestow a marriage upon the Prince of Qi?"
Today, he has no expression.
The praise subsided for a moment.
What you can't hear but can guess is that the big show is about to begin.
Di Baose ran forward and took Princess Changning with her.
The ancestors turned a blind eye; after all, it wasn't too outrageous for them to be with Qing'e.
Princess Tong'an also joined the group.
Anyway, the Crown Princess's seat and the area around it were empty, so the men hiding on this side and that side couldn't see her.
Kashiwagi Ai also came over.
Princess Tong'an glared at her. What?
Bai Shenai said casually, "She (Kong Zhenjun) seems a bit strange."
Huan Yue was surprised.
What's so strange about Kashiwagi being proud?
Huan Yue treated her to duck neck.
Bai Shenai frowned, smelled the fragrance, and asked Huan Yue, "Are you a pig?"
Huan Yue glanced at Di Baose.
Di Baose snort! Bai Shenai is no match for her! The Bai family's upbringing is no match for the Di family's!
Huan Yue wholeheartedly agreed. Such a good child, ruined by bad influence. Could it be that the Bai family knew nothing about it? That's impossible.
Many tragedies occur not because people are unaware of things, but because they take them for granted.
The performance of the arranged marriage had to include the participation of the King of Qi.
King Qi was wearing a python robe and looked absolutely perfect; even the creases under his fingernails were enough to satisfy someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Qionghua Zhenren's full recovery was also something she was waiting for.
Suddenly she stood up, and with a cry of "Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, the Immortal Qionghua is about to appear!" she pointed at Huan Yue and then at Kong Zhenjun.
Di Baose stepped forward and stood in front of Huan Yue, confronting Qionghua Zhenren: "Is your Pei family particularly interested in the Phoenix's Fate and determined to snatch it away?"
Everyone was taken aback.
Di Baose retorted, "You don't know how to use silencing magic, so you've learned some evil arts, and you dare to use them here? Don't be fooled by the rain; the sky is still up there! What you can steal isn't the Phoenix's Fate. You've wasted your efforts!"
After criticizing Qionghua Zhenren, Di Baose then criticized Qi Wang: "You're not a wise prince, yet you dream of the Eastern Palace and openly try to steal the Crown Princess's fate? You might as well steal from the Emperor!"
King Qi's face darkened.
Ms. Dong flipped the table!
Di Baose wasn't worried at all: "This is the second time."
Today, it's simply stated: "Ms. Dong was demoted to the rank of Shuyuan."
Di Baose blinked. Was she not included in the rank of Shuyi, a special designation created for the Empress, and was the rank of Shuyuan, which wasn't originally there but was specially given to the Imperial Noble Consort?
Anyway, since the Prince of Qi didn't grant the marriage, Lady Dong was finally demoted from Imperial Noble Consort, and it was no longer just talk.
A large group of people who came to cause trouble were all stunned.
Dong tried hard to hold back her tears, but suddenly burst into tears.
Di Baose was very impetuous: "Your Highness, why aren't you expressing your gratitude? How did you learn your manners? How did you act as the Empress before?"
Huan Yue pulled Di Baose aside, lest he get beaten to death.
Di Baose dodged in the blink of an eye.
It wouldn't be a big deal if people said it was Huan Yue who instigated it.
Di Baose is inseparable from the East Palace and the Crown Prince, and Qionghua Zhenren's actions are also quite cunning.
As for the Dong family's pitiful crying, it was as if the wedding and funeral were being held at the same time.
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