"I have everything, I don't want anything." Qian Shengyan said helplessly. She really didn't want anything, but Yinzhen still asked her every few days, just like he always did in the Prince's Mansion.
Yinzhen was also helpless. How could Qian Shengyan not want something? Above the Noble Consort was the Imperial Noble Consort, and above that was the Empress; not to mention herself, there was Hongli's future, and the title of Princess Gulun for Fuerguochun...
She doesn't want anything, so why should he bring it up?
Yinzhen squeezed Qian Shengyan's hand again with a hint of sarcasm, and asked meaningfully, "What about the children? Don't they have any ideas?"
Speaking of this, Qian Shengyan suddenly straightened up and became serious.
Yinzhen was also taken aback, then became serious, and even began to consider in his mind whether he should subtly agree if Qian Shengyan really made the request for the Crown Prince's position...
"Then I have a request for Your Majesty," Qian Shengyan said earnestly, "Could you allow Fuerguochun to choose her own husband?"
Yinzhen: ...
Yinzhen: ?
That's all?
He stroked the teacup: "Is there any more?"
"No, no, Your Majesty, can you grant my request?" Qian Shengyan looked at Yinzhen with some trepidation, and even poured him a cup of tea in a flattering manner.
Yinzhen glanced at her helplessly again: "I only have this one precious princess now, so the matter of her consort is naturally up to her to decide."
He thought for a moment, then said, "Didn't we talk about this before?"
"Really? Hehehe, I forgot. Thank you, Your Majesty." Qian Shengyan smiled foolishly, pretending to be naive. She knew that the two of them had talked about this matter in bed before when discussing their children's marriages, but who knew if he still remembered? Seeing that Folgochun was getting older, Qian Shengyan naturally wanted to confirm it again.
Seeing her like this, smiling foolishly, Yinzhen became even more worried: "Don't stay in the room all day. Go out for a walk more often when you have nothing to do..."
"Your Majesty also said that I..." Qian Shengyan tilted her head and suddenly smiled, "Then around Shenshi (3-5 PM) every day, Your Majesty can accompany me for a walk? I'm afraid Hongshan is more familiar with the Forbidden City than Your Majesty is."
"Hahaha, alright, then let Hongshan show me and Yanyan around the Forbidden City." Yinzhen was amused and agreed.
Qian Shengyan offered a few more words of advice: "It's not good for Your Majesty to sit all day without moving around. Walking around and moving around every day will make your body feel more comfortable."
"Alright, alright, I'll listen to you." Yinzhen agreed softly, knowing that Qian Shengyan was doing it for his own good, and no longer refused.
Qian Shengyan also took the opportunity to find something to do. She was indeed becoming more and more of a homebody. With no worries about food and drink in Yongshou Palace every day, she had no motivation to go out.
This won't do. She's getting old (?) and can't sit all day. Her belly is starting to bulge out.
After the two agreed on the matter, Yinzhen mentioned the screening of servants in the palaces of the Dowager Consorts and Concubines again. Qian Shengyan naturally agreed, and he hurriedly went back to review the memorials.
Looking at that figure from behind, Qian Shengyan could hardly believe how someone could be so dedicated to work. She used to be the kind of person who would slack off as much as possible, otherwise she would have just given up after discovering that her son was Hongli after transmigrating.
But it seems that Yinzhen really loves being the emperor.
Qian Shengyan stood under the corridor for a moment, looked up at the slanting sunlight, and went inside to ask Qingxue to bring out the lists of servants from Ning Shou Palace and Ci Ning Palace.
Ever since Qian Shengyan used forms to record the list of people at the Yuanmingyuan that year, Yinzhen used the same method to reorganize the entire palace in the first year of Yongzheng's reign. However, at that time, the Eastern Six Palaces were still occupied by the imperial concubines, and the Ning Shou Palace was empty, with only some servants left to look after the palace.
"First, check if the servants serving the several concubines and imperial concubines residing in Ning Shou Palace have been replaced. Also, where have the servants who used to watch over the palace gone?" At this point, Qian Shengyan paused, remembering Ji An, whom she had transferred from Yonghe Palace.
Now Ji An has become Hong Shan's favorite servant. Because he is young and easygoing, he is afraid of going back to that situation after spending so much time in Yonghe Palace. Ji An is very good at lowering himself to please Hong Shan. Even though Hong Shan is a child who is not even three years old, he still treats Hong Shan as his master.
It would be a waste to leave such a talented person to guard an empty palace.
Qian Shengyan hesitated for a moment, then decided to ask Yinzhen first, and then see how to deal with the palace servants in Yonghe Palace. Although Lady Wuya had passed away for nearly two years, she would always be a knot in Yinzhen's heart.
The palace staff investigated and found that it was May. Qian Shengyan had celebrated Hongshan's second birthday, and then it was the anniversary of Empress Xiaogongren's death. Qian Shengyan didn't want to offend Yinzhen at this time, thinking that there was no rush.
Before things could be sorted out in the palace, news of a major flood in Zhili arrived.
When the memorial was delivered to the palace, Yinzhen was furious. Several high-ranking officials followed him and discussed the disaster relief matters day and night. In the end, Yinzhen decided that while providing relief to the flood victims in 72 prefectures and counties including Bazhou and Baoding, he would also manage the water conservancy of the capital region, build irrigated fields, and send Prince Yi, Yunxiang, and Grand Secretary Zhu Shi to lead an inspection team.
After all this busy work is finished, it will be June.
Qian Shengyan had been too busy recently and hadn't been able to go for her daily afternoon walk with Yinzhen. But when she found out that there were no officials in the Hall of Mental Cultivation and that Yinzhen was the only one reviewing memorials, she went to look for him.
Upon seeing her approach, Yinzhen smiled and said, "You've come at the perfect time. I was just about to send someone to find you."
"Hmm?" Following Yinzhen's signal, Qian Shengyan walked directly to the imperial desk and glanced down at the top memorial.
It turned out that the Grand Secretaries petitioned to upgrade Prince Yong's residence to a palace and requested the Emperor to personally determine its auspicious name.
"The name of the Prince's residence?" As a transmigrator, Qian Shengyan immediately thought of the three words "Yonghe Palace," but she couldn't speak before the Emperor, so she asked, "Has Your Majesty already made a decision?"
"How is Yongxi Palace?" Yinzhen asked, seemingly casually.
Qian Shengyan: ? ? ? ?
Qian Shengyan: ...
Qian Shengyan's face flushed red instantly, and she stammered, "This...this isn't appropriate, is it?"
That's definitely not good. Ulanara would kill her first!
"I think it's good." Yinzhen was actually a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly, picked up the water and took a sip, lowering his eyes and not daring to look at Qian Shengyan.
Qian Shengyan continued to stammer, "This...this sound is somewhat offensive to the late emperor..."
"That's true." Yinzhen frowned, but Yongsheng? Yongyan? Neither seemed quite right.
Qian Shengyan was also afraid that he would come up with some strange title, after all—cough, there was no such person in the past history.
It might be a bit shameless to say this, but, well, she now thinks Yinzhen is even more shameless!
Seeing that Yinzhen was about to look up the character "yan" in a book, she suddenly became anxious. Ignoring everything else, she rushed forward, grabbed his arm, and whispered, "Let's call him Yonghe. It means harmony and peace; nothing could be better."
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