Chapter 362 Mother's Family Gains Power 2
After a long silence in the hall, Xiao Jingheng's laughter finally came.
"What Wan'er said really pleases me."
He took advantage of the situation and raised his hand, which climbed onto Ning Wanshuang's jade hand on his temple, playing with it in his palm, cherishing it.
And while smiling brightly, he thought silently in his heart:
The Left Censor-in-Chief of the Inspectorate was a civil official of the first rank, who was responsible for impeaching all the officials who were corrupt. When there were serious cases in the court, he would also serve as one of the three officials in the Ministry of Justice and the Dali Temple to conduct joint trials in order to clean up the atmosphere in the court.
The monopoly of power by relatives of the emperors was a taboo for emperors of all dynasties. Although the post of Zuodu Yushi was respectable, it did not hold any real power.
Compared with Ning Wanshuang's father, the Governor-General of Sichuan and Shaanxi, or Empress Jiarui's father, the Minister of War, these military officers' maternal families who held real military power, the Left Censor-in-Chief would make Xiao Jingheng feel much more at ease.
If she were to give such a family background to Song Zhao, she would be considered to have a clean record from then on and would no longer have to worry about being the daughter of a criminal.
Because of Cheng Yu's matter, Xiao Jingheng always felt guilty towards Song Zhao over the years.
Now that he had raised Song Zhao's reputation, he could, on the one hand, make up for his past debt, on the other hand, let Song Zhao know how much he valued her, and thirdly, let her rest assured to take care of her pregnancy, so that she could give birth to an heir in the future and bring more blessings to the royal family.
This wonderful method of achieving three goals at once without any worries made Xiao Jingheng smile for a long time.
He exerted a little force with his wrist, and then he held Ning Wanshuang in his arms and sat down.
Then he placed his lips next to the beautiful woman's ear and said in a low and hoarse voice:
"Wan'er is now more capable of helping me solve my problems."
The warm breath sprayed on Ning Wanshuang's earlobe, making her feel itchy.
She lowered her eyelashes and smiled shyly, "People are always kind to each other. Your Majesty treats me well, so I will naturally think carefully for you."
While speaking, she suddenly pushed Xiao Jingheng on the chest, turned her face away and said coquettishly:
"But the emperor is too concerned about Song Zhao now. He looked so sad when he was dining with me, and he had to find a good way to make me smile. It shows that your heart is cold."
"Nizi said that." Xiao Jingheng gently pinched her chin, forced her to turn her face, and scratched the tip of her delicate and upturned nose.
"Wan'er has been with me for many years, so I love you more than she does. I also think that you have been a noble concubine for some time, and it is time for you to be promoted. However, the mourning period for Empress Jiarui has just ended, and the Empress Dowager has just passed, so it is not appropriate to establish a queen this year. I think after New Year's Eve..."
"Your Majesty, I am not interested in the position of Queen."
Ning Wanshuang placed her index finger between Xiao Jingheng's lips, interrupting what he was about to say, "Your Majesty knows me. All I hope for is your sincerity. As long as Your Majesty thinks of me and spends more time with me, I will be satisfied."
She tilted her head and leaned into Xiao Jingheng's arms, saying softly:
"After all, my mother's family was once convicted by the court, and I am also the descendant of a criminal. Now that Song Zhao is pregnant, she is the most important thing. Since the emperor has already decided to give her a new mother's family, is it possible that he can give me another one?
If this is true, I am afraid that those old bones of the previous dynasty will keep talking about the emperor. I, your concubine, do not want to embarrass the emperor. "
Ning Wanshuang's words were sincere and heartfelt, and her eyes and mind, every word she said, were all about consideration for Xiao Jingheng.
Xiao Jingheng was also quite moved when he heard this.
He remained silent for a long while, just staring at the beautiful woman in his arms.
As her eyes moved, the arrogance and domineeringness of the past were no longer seen, and what remained was only tenderness and obedience like spring water.
He was filled with emotion, and he tightened his arms around her, hugging her even deeper.
"Wan'er's temperament is much gentler now than before. You always think about me and take everything into consideration. How can I not feel sorry for you?"
Ning Wanshuang smiled faintly and said, "You are already a mother, how can you still be willful? Concubine Hui originally had the mind of a child, and after having Cheng Jing, she seems to have become a different person, right?"
After a pause, she asked again, "Does the emperor like me like this now?"
Xiao Jingheng laughed heartily and nodded vigorously, "Of course."
That night, Xiao Jingheng left Ning Wanshuang in Chaoyang Palace for the night.
The next morning, when Ning Wanshuang returned to the palace, she happened to see Chenghuan doing his morning reading in the courtyard.
She stood far away, not disturbing the child, and listened quietly.
"Listen to my secret. Don't follow the wind. If you really want to fly, there are thousands of roads in the clouds."
The little guy was shaking his head while reciting the poem. When he turned his eyes, he saw Ning Wanshuang standing under the magnolia tree, looking at him with a smile.
His chapped face immediately broke into layers of smiles, and he ran towards Ning Wanshuang happily.
"Your son pays his respects to mother. Did mother stay in father's palace last night? That's great. I've seen father always go to Empress Yi's palace recently, and I'm afraid that he has neglected mother."
Ning Wanshuang didn't answer this question, but just smiled, then gently stroked his forehead and asked, "What were you reciting just now?"
Cheng Huan said seriously, "It's Cai Shen's poem. The university student admired Cai Shen very much, so my son asked him for a collection of poems and recited them when he was free."
Ning Wanshuang took the poetry collection from Cheng Huan's hand and read a sentence in a weak voice,
"If you really want to be with Yu Fei, there are thousands of ways in the clouds."
She didn't quite understand what this sentence meant, but instead fixed her eyes on the word "sincerely", and was distracted for a moment.
She thought of what Xiao Jingheng said to her last night and suddenly found it very funny.
In the past, she did everything for Jamel Xiao, her heart and eyes were all about him, but in return, she was filled with suspicion and doubt from him;
Now that Zhenzhen was plotting against him, he felt that she was thinking about him everywhere and was very touched.
This is a bit too ironic.
"What is mother thinking?"
"Nothing." Ning Wanshuang came back to her senses and returned the collection of poems to Cheng Huan with a smile, "Mother asks you, what do you think true love is?"
Cheng Huan thought for a moment and said, "The university always teaches me to be sincere to others and to exchange sincerity for sincerity. Do you think sincerity is the way a gentleman treats others?"
Ning Wanshuang nodded first, then smiled bitterly and said:
"But some people look at themselves and feel sorry for themselves, and they don't care about the so-called sincerity. What they care about is only themselves. What they care about is whether the people around them can be disciplined by them to be the way they like. Little do they know that if people don't live like themselves anymore, how can they keep sincerity?"
For someone of Cheng Huan's age, it would be impossible to understand such words.
Seeing Cheng Huan scratching the back of his head in confusion, Ning Wan Shuang smiled gently and said:
"Mother is just saying a few words casually, you don't have to think about it. It's almost time, let's follow Aunt Liuyue to the Shangshufang."
When Liu Yue led Cheng Huan out of the palace, they met a servant from the Imperial Household Department.
Liu Yue asked curiously, "Eunuch Wei? What brings you here?"
Eunuch Wei had a flattering look on his face, and he smiled obsequiously, "Aunt Liuyue, you are joking. I am here to tailor clothes for Concubine Chen in accordance with the Emperor's order."
"Clothes?"
"This is a great event. Didn't Concubine Chen tell you when she returned to the palace?"
Eunuch Wei moved closer to Liu Yue and said mysteriously, "The Emperor has promised the Imperial Concubine the title of Imperial Concubine, and will promote her to a higher rank on a certain day. There is no place in the palace more magnificent than the Yonghe Palace."
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