Chapter 9 Song Zhao's Fight for Favor
Zhihua and Xiying have been serving Song Zhao for almost a month.
Zhihua works diligently and rarely complains, which makes her a conscientious person.
But Xiying was always lazy and liked to be clever, assigning all the dirty and tiring work to Zhihua.
Song Zhao saw all of this, but never said anything to her.
At this moment, she entered the bedroom to wipe the vase. Song Zhao glanced at her and saw that the rag was just going through the motions on the outer wall of the vase. It didn't even wipe off the floral mud on the mouth of the vase. It was done.
Song Zhao was just about to say something to her when Yunshan came back in a hurry.
When she came in and saw Xiying, she said deliberately:
"Xiying, I see the grass in the flowerbed outside is growing wild, go and trim it."
Xiying agreed reluctantly, and as she left, Yunshan reminded her again,
"Close the door, I have something to tell you."
Xiying's eyes rolled around and she slowly closed the door and walked away.
After she left, Yunshan said to Song Zhao:
"My lady, I have got the news. The people in the imperial court took our money and told me that the emperor will go to pay respects to the queen mother tomorrow evening. On his way back, he will pass by the northeast corner of the imperial garden."
Song Zhao closed the book on the table and said worriedly:
"In that case, we have to prepare quickly. Didn't I bring a crimson purple brocade embroidered cloak with me when I entered the palace? I heard that the emperor likes that color. Go get it and take care of it. I will wear it tomorrow to 'encounter' the emperor by chance."
Yunshan was very quick and immediately took out the clothes from the closet and compared them with Song Zhao's.
"This dress highlights your slender figure, and coupled with your graceful dancing posture, the Emperor will surely be fascinated by it."
"Alas..." Song Zhao sighed and shook his head helplessly, "I didn't want to fight for anything, but you can see that if the women in the palace are not favored, their lives are worse than those of slaves, and anyone can look down on me. I have been in the palace for a month, and the emperor has no intention of summoning me. If I don't work hard, I am afraid there will be no place for me in the harem."
The master and servant discussed it carefully and decided that they must win the Holy Heart in one fell swoop this time.
In order to present himself in the best condition, Song Zhao stopped eating and drinking water that night.
I was so thirsty that I used cotton cloth dipped in water to moisten my lips. I heard that only in this way could I expel moisture from the body and make my facial contours look tighter.
By the evening of the second day,
Song Zhao, dressed gorgeously, sneaked out of the palace while Concubine Yao and Noble Li were having a meal.
When the master and servant came back, it was already completely dark.
It happened that Li Guiren was walking in the courtyard. Seeing that Song Zhao was dressed very differently from his usual simple attire, she asked:
"Where have you been?"
Song Zhao said: "When I was paying my respects yesterday, I was chatting with Concubine Hui and she happened to mention that my mother's family is the same as Concubine Hui's, both in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas.
Concubine Hui said that her mother's family had a snack called "Cong Bao Hui" that she liked very much, but the chefs in the palace couldn't make it. When I was at home, I learned this dish from my mother, so Concubine Hui invited me to her palace to show me how to cook a snack from my hometown that she had been thinking about day and night.
All the women in the palace were vying for favor, except for the young Concubine Hui, who only thought about eating, drinking and having fun all day long.
Li Guiren's rank was lower than Huipin's, so she certainly couldn't say anything gossipy about Huipin, so she turned around and started to pick on Song Zhao.
"Cooking is fine, but why are you dressed like this? This is not what you normally wear."
Song Zhao smiled shyly, looked around herself a little embarrassedly, and said: "It turned out that the Queen said that the eczema on my face has not been cured for a long time, and it may be related to my mood. The Queen said that when a woman dresses up, she will be happy and feel better. So I tried to dress up."
In the past, Li Guiren never took Song Zhao seriously.
Her family background was better than Song Zhao's, her position was higher than Song Zhao's, and she was more favored than Song Zhao, so there was no need to be wary of her.
But look at today, Song Zhao just dressed up a little, and although his face was still covered with scars, his whole temperament was different.
She didn't want anyone to take away the favor she had just earned, so she pinched her voice and scolded in a pretentious tone:
"Your clothes are so gaudy and show off a sleazy vibe. The emperor hates women dressing like this. For your own good, I advise you not to wear these clothes anymore."
Song Zhao smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your advice, sister."
After returning to her room, Yun Shan said angrily, "What did Li Guiren say? She just can't stand seeing the young lady doing well! What do you mean the emperor doesn't like her? If the emperor didn't like her, would she dress herself up like a butterfly every day?"
Song Zhao was too lazy to argue with a brainless and foolish woman like Li Guiren, so he didn't respond to Yunshan's words.
Just then Zhihua passed by the door, so she called her, "Zhihua, have you seen Xiying?"
Zhihua stood outside the door and replied, "Just now when the young lady went out, Xiying said she was going to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to get some spices and went out too. When she came back just now, I don't know if she had a conflict with the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I saw that her eyes were red, the left side of her face was swollen, and there was blood at the corner of her lips, as if she had been beaten..."
Song Zhao said, "My master is not favored, and you have been wronged along with me. Today my mother's family sent something to the palace, and I have also picked out gifts for you. Go and call Xiying over."
It took Zhihua about an incense stick of time before she "invited" Xiying over from the veranda.
When Xiying came, the redness and swelling on her face were very obvious, and it was obvious that she had been slapped.
Song Zhao pretended that he did not see it and said with a smile: "My mother's family sent some gold and silver jewelry to the palace today. You have worked hard to serve me. I thought there are two things that are very suitable for you, so I want to leave them to you."
After he finished speaking, Yunshan handed two exquisite small jewelry boxes to Zhihua and Xiying respectively.
After the two thanked her, Xiying seemed to be preoccupied with the gift and didn't take it seriously.
Zhihua said happily, "Thank you, my lady. Can I open it and take a look?"
Song Zhao smiled, "Of course."
Zhihua opened the brocade box and took out the jade bracelet inside. She was extremely happy.
He immediately put it on his wrist and kept thanking Song Zhao.
Song Zhao said, "As long as you like the gift, it's good. Also, I see that the bedding you sleep on is old, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs doesn't care, so I asked Yunshan to replace it with new ones for you. Go and take a look. Do you like it?"
Upon hearing this, Zhihua smiled even more happily, bowed several times to Song Zhaofu, and happily left.
After she left, Song Zhao looked at Xiying with a smile.
"What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy that I gave you a gift?"
Xiying pursed her lips and said, "I dare not."
Song Zhao said: "Then open it and see if it suits your taste."
Xiying slowly opened the jewelry box in her hand, but when she saw what was inside, she screamed in fright and dropped the jewelry box to the ground.
As the jewelry box fell, a bloody finger rolled out from it!
It makes people feel cold and their hair stand on end.
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