Chapter 55 Spring Ploughing Ceremony

I didn't see the scene in the TV series where the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and there were many wine shops.

It seems that what was shown in the movie city is not entirely true. The emperor can still take his concubines to stroll on the street after the spring ploughing. The local officials have already cleared the streets and the shops are closed.

Shuangjiang said that these shops will not reopen until the emperor's carriage returns to the palace.

This is to prevent assassins from hiding inside and bringing hidden dangers to the emperor's travel.

In fact, the Great Yan Dynasty has changed three emperors so far, and each of them is not mediocre. They have managed the weather under their rule and the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

Emperor Xuanwu was a wise ruler among wise rulers. He was not greedy for pleasure, nor was he obsessed with women. Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, except for the New Year period when he stopped writing because of rules and regulations, he would handle government affairs in the study or Chengqian Palace without slacking off for a single day.

Jiang Xinyue didn't think that there would be anyone so blind as to rebel and assassinate the emperor.

But the officials were prepared for the worst, and the protective measures were very well taken.

So well taken that all she could see were the closed shop doors on both sides and the crowds of people.

"Ze'er, stop squeezing, stop squeezing. It's not safe to squeeze in anymore."

Among the crowd of people who couldn't tell who was who, there was a boy of eight or nine years old, with his hands on the shoulders of the servants, who jumped up to look at the long convoy of cars.

Behind him, a girl of about eleven or twelve years old grabbed his clothes tightly, worried that he would be trampled by the crowded crowd.

Seeing that the convoy was about to pass, Jiang Junze was sweating anxiously and slapped the servant in front of him on the back: "You squat down, quickly!"

The servant squatted down hurriedly, and Jiang Junze immediately sat on his neck and shouted: "Stand up! Quickly, quickly, quickly!"

The servant stood up immediately, and Jiang Junze's vision suddenly opened up.

He swayed left and right, anxiously looking for his elder sister's carriage. Daddy said that the emperor would allow his elder sister to participate in the spring plowing ceremony this time, so he and his second sister came to the palace gate early in the morning to guard.

Because he arrived early, Jiang Junze was not too far from the convoy. After being lifted up by the servant, he soon saw the absolutely beautiful face of his elder sister behind the raised curtain.

He waved excitedly: "Sister! Sister! Sister, look at me, I'm here!"

Shuangjiang pointed at the little boy who was waving his hands vigorously: "My queen, look quickly, is there someone calling us over there?"

Jiang Xinyue leaned over, and the boy became even more excited. The servant under him was in great pain. If it weren't for his companions supporting him, he would have definitely fallen down.

"Brother Ze?"

Jiang Xinyue should not know the younger brother of her original body, but the memory of her original body made her unable to help but respond the moment she saw the boy. She rushed to the window, stretched out her hand and waved vigorously at Jiang Junze.

Jiang Junze smiled brightly: "Second sister, I saw my eldest sister, she waved at me!"

"Where, where?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyan could no longer maintain her dignity, but she couldn't do anything like riding a maid's neck, so she could only tiptoe and stretch her neck with difficulty.

Until the convoy went far away to the farmland, she didn't see a single hair of her elder sister.

Jiang Junze jumped off the servant's shoulder, grabbed Jiang Xinyan's hand and ran: "Now Auntie can rest assured. I see that my elder sister looks very good, and she is much more beautiful than when she was in the mansion. It seems that the rumors are true. My elder sister has indeed become a favored concubine who can share the same beauty with the Royal Concubine."

In the past, my elder sister was in the Jiang Mansion, pretending to be a white lotus flower, winning the love of my father, so that they could live a good life in the mansion.

Later, when she entered the palace, it was also because my father wanted to use my sister's beauty to move up to the next level.

Now it seems to be successful. My father comes to Auntie's yard much more often than before, and the servants in the mansion dare not look down on Auntie anymore.

But Jiang Xinyan is also a woman. She thinks that her husband doesn't have to be too talented or too good-looking. It doesn't matter if he comes from a well-off family. She wants her husband to be good to her all his life.

The eldest sister... should think so too, right?

Is there any woman in the world who loves her husband so much that she is willing to share her husband with so many women?

Alas...

I don't know whether this is happiness or misfortune for the eldest sister.

Jiang Junze looked back at the second sister with a bad face and comforted her: "The second sister is daydreaming and sentimental again. What you ask for does not mean that it is what the eldest sister wants. In my eyes, the eldest sister is born with a rich life, and ordinary people can't accommodate her."

Such extraordinary beauty is a disaster wherever she is. Only by entering the palace and getting the emperor's favor can she live a glorious life.

The second sister wants a loyal person, and the eldest sister only wants honor and favor.

You are not a fish, how do you know the joy of a fish?

Jiang Xinyan understood what her brother meant, blushed slightly, and said with a smile: "As long as big sister gets what she wants, it will be great."

The spring ploughing ceremony was very cumbersome. There were officials in charge of different positions, and they all stood in their positions according to the assignment. Every time it was the turn of a process, a special official would come forward to lead the emperor and concubines.

The Shuntianfu Cheng was in charge of the green box, the Ministry of Revenue Assistant Minister was in charge of sowing seeds, and the elders of the royal family were responsible for covering the soil.

The empress also had to go to the fields and symbolically plant rice seedlings.

Since the empress had gone to the fields, Shufei and Jiang Xinyue could not be arrogant either. They followed suit, rolled up their trousers and walked down to the paddy fields.

Shufei seemed to have never done such a thing before. When the dirty mud submerged her calves, her whole face lost color in an instant, and every step was extremely difficult.

Emperor Xuanwu looked back at Concubine Shu and Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Xinyue was holding rice seedlings in her hands and had already planted a row of them. She was also chatting with the old man who was teaching her how to plant rice, as if they were discussing how to plant rice faster.

When she saw the emperor looking at her, she waved to him with the rice seedlings, her eyes full of sparkling light.

However, because of her big movements, she almost fell. When she stumbled forward, Emperor Xuanwu almost turned away.

But the old man next to her steadied her, and she bowed to the old man with a smile: "Thank you, old man."

How could such a person be disliked wherever she went?

Probably not, because the people followed her and praised her for planting rice well, and she was polite and had no airs.

Emperor Xuanwu's spring ploughing was intended to bring the court closer to the common people and farmers, demonstrating the importance the court attached to agriculture.

None of the concubines brought out in previous years have truly done this. Zhen Zhaoyi... does have a strong and innocent heart.

Looking at Concubine Shu again, although she was trying hard to hold back her discomfort, her pale face had already told everyone that this lady disliked farm work because it was dirty.

Although she didn't say it, her physiological reaction couldn't lie.

Concubine Shu followed behind Emperor Xuanwu, her frail body swaying as if she was about to fall. The emperor stretched out a hand and silently held her: "If you feel uncomfortable, you can go to the carriage to rest."

With the empress who remained calm and the smiling Zhen Zhaoyi, this spring plowing was considered a success.