Chapter 10 The Prince Who Failed to Revolt
When Concubine De saw her personal maid being beaten to death, she was furious, but she forced herself to hold back and dared not show any anger on her face. She knew that the thunder and rain were all the emperor's grace and could not be resisted.
She calmly instructed, "Xiao Shunzi, go and find out why Bai Shao and Bai Zhu were punished like this."
"Yes, your majesty." Xiao Shunzi took the order and left, returning soon.
"My lady, I have already found out everything."
"Speak." Defei already had a premonition in her heart. She knew that this matter was related to the emperor. Xiao Shunzi's return was just a warning from the emperor through his mouth.
"My Lady, it is said that your younger sister bumped into the Lin'an County Lady on her way to guard the Imperial Mausoleum, causing her to suffer injustice."
After hearing this, Concubine De smiled sadly, feeling a mixture of emotions. For just this reason, the Emperor had her two personal maids beaten to death. Didn't the Emperor understand that if she couldn't even protect her own maids, how could she have any authority in this deep palace? How could she expect the palace servants to serve her willingly?
The Palace of Concubine Xian
The virtuous concubine was drinking medicine and looking at the letter in her hand. The content of the letter was a bit outrageous.
Do you want your child to call another woman mother, or do you want another woman to not only sleep with your man but also beat your child? I will not protect your child!
The emperor came over, took the letter from her hand and read it, his eyes twitching.
"This damn girl is always outspoken and lawless."
"Your Majesty, your love for me"
"How are you feeling?"
"I suddenly feel that what Jiajia said is right. If you are heartless, I will leave you."
"You won't stand a chance."
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The next morning, Zhang Xiaojia cleaned both of them up, fed He Fei nutrient solution, and after breakfast, carried He Fei downstairs. She first put him in a wheelchair, put him in a stroller, laid a mat on it, and then carried He Fei in.
After everything was ready, Zhang Xiaojia set off pulling the cart. There were no traces of the collision on her cart, and it seemed that the emperor had sent someone to repair it.
Zhou Panni looked at Zhang Xiaojia and the way she protected He Fei, and she said that how could a sister she recognized be the kind of person who would abandon her husband.
"Lin'an, I'm going back. I'll come to see you when I have time."
"Bon Voyage."
Today is a good day, cloudy and with a breeze, so this section of the road is much easier to walk.
Zhang Xiaojia felt that after three days of exercise, the 25-kilometer distance was not difficult to walk.
Three hours passed quickly and they arrived at the last post station leading to the imperial mausoleum.
Inside the post station, the postmaster was busy directing people to clean up. When she saw Zhang Xiaojia and others arriving, the postmaster's eyes made her almost despair.
After all, this post station is located in a remote area and there are only a few guests visiting throughout the year. Everyone prefers to go to the imperial town 20 kilometers ahead. There is a bustling town due to the stationing of the imperial mausoleum army and the presence of clan relatives, and there are all kinds of restaurants and inns.
After looking around, Zhang Xiaojia asked the people at the post station to cook a bowl of noodles to fill his stomach.
After dinner, she pushed He Fei out to enjoy the scenery. Although the journey was not too difficult, she knew that the real suffering was still waiting for them in the imperial mausoleum.
Once they reach the imperial mausoleum, they will lose all the services and conveniences and will have to be self-sufficient. Zhang Xiaojia was secretly worried because every time she traveled through time, she would more or less inherit some of the original owner's skill flaws.
If this time she inherits the inability to cook, her life will be difficult.
"He Fei, I can cook, right?"
[........] The original owner cooked something that even dogs wouldn’t eat.
[Jia Jia, the imperial mausoleum is maintained by palace maids, and there are people who cook and so on. The duties of a prince or a duke guarding the mausoleum are daily inspections and security maintenance, managing and supervising the mausoleum keepers, participating in sacrificial ceremonies, and maintaining the mausoleum buildings and facilities... We were punished for a year, and the emperor repeatedly gave you preferential treatment, telling the royal family not to bother us and that we'll just have to wait a year. The royal family didn't dare to assign us too many tasks, probably just giving us a palace to live in, and we'll just clean our own palace.]
"And a palace? I thought I had to build the house too. Why were those concubines crying while guarding the imperial mausoleum?"
[Their quality of life generally does not decline. They still eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks. After eating and drinking to their heart's content every day, they can occasionally enjoy delicacies from land and sea. They will not be short of clothes and accessories.
After arriving at the imperial mausoleum, these concubines had to spend every day in these tombs and had no personal freedom at all.
They were responsible for almost all the sanitation work at the imperial mausoleum, from cleaning small items like a single tile to cleaning large areas. They even did repairs to the mausoleum and the roof.
They had been living a life of luxury, and suddenly being sent to clean the imperial mausoleum was something they could not accept not only psychologically but also physically.
There is no room for smiling in the imperial mausoleum, otherwise there will be extremely severe punishment.
They also have to recite Buddhist scriptures and perform special programs, but these programs are not ordinary entertainment programs and require strict training. On the day of the performance, only people in the mausoleum can watch, and no one else will come to see the fruits of their hard work.
After ten years of waiting, a palace maid could return to a life of freedom. A concubine could not endure until she died of natural causes; she would either go mad or commit suicide.
"You can't go anywhere. You have to eat, drink, defecate and urinate in the palace. You can't speak loudly, laugh or make noises."
[Yes, if you are not favored, leftovers, hot summers and cold winters are commonplace. The queen thinks you are the original owner, and for the original owner, it would be better to kill her and be happier.]
"Hey! I thought I was going to build my own house and grow crops! Now it's just a matter of changing places. I can do it. With you by my side, I'm not afraid at all."
"Silly girl, when these imperial mausoleums were originally designed, there were many palace complexes, and these palaces formed the emperor's mausoleum. The most painful thing here is loneliness. All you have to do is hold on to loneliness, but how many people can endure loneliness?"
Zhang Xiaojia looked at He Fei and said, "It's great to have you around."
When He Fei was asleep, Zhang Xiaojia gave He Fei a bath, massage and acupuncture. She also took out herbs to make moisturizing cream. She was so beautiful, she didn't want to become ugly.
After four days, the scars on her face had healed a lot. She still needed some high-grade medicinal herbs, so she had to go to the next town to buy the necessary things. A year would pass quickly.
When she woke up, it was already midnight. She had slept for nearly six hours. After eating, He Fei also woke up and she fed him porridge.
He Fei urged her to go to bed. She thought it was for a rest, but she didn't know that he had bad intentions. What could she do? Her man should be spoiled by herself...
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