Chapter 290 291: You tell me that you are unwell with a red face?
Before dawn, the gates of the various prefectures in the capital city have been opened one after another. Civil servants ride sedan chairs, military officials ride horses, and the streets of the capital city gradually become lively.
Song Nanzhen disliked dogs, so he got down from the sedan chair and walked to the front of the crowd. The military officer had no friendship with him, but the civil servant hated him so much now, he turned his head away when he saw him snort coldly, assuming a disdainful attitude.
Song Nanzhen smiled, scolding his mother in his heart, thinking that he couldn't take off the pot on his head.
When the time comes, the gate of the palace opens.
Civil servants and military generals enter the hall on the left and right.
Song Nanzhen has been able to stand under the left and right sides since he was unqualified to go to the court, and now he is able to stand under the left and right sides, and his official position has risen to the sky like a monkey jumping in the sky. He knows that his foundation is unstable, so he is very cautious in doing things. He thinks twice about every step he takes. Every thing he does must stand scrutiny.
Meng Jiuchang stood on the imperial steps, the sound of saluting the moon stopped, and he shouted loudly to announce the beginning of the event.
Almost everyone's eyes fell on Song Nanzhen. Song Nanzhen stood there motionless against the gazes of countless people. Standing here really has a pot on his head and thorns on his feet. It is really too difficult for him.
He dared not show the slightest timidity on his face, but if he slackened a little bit, those who hated him to the bone would swarm up and devour him.
Autumn is about to enter, whether it is the Ministry of Households or the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Justice, it will enter the busiest season.
Cases from all over the country have to be sent to the capital for review. There are so many people who have been interrogated and killed.
Not to mention the Ministry of Household Affairs, it is not enough to describe the situation at hand.
Among the six departments, the only one who is relatively free is the official department, and the assessment of the official department will not be until next year, so Lu Shiqi can be regarded as the only person who is friendly to Song Nanzhen in the six ministerial books.
Song Nanzhen pinched his memorial, his face became serious, there was a tough battle to be fought today.
The household department has already had a bloodbath because of Cao Dingwen, and now there is another one for taxation. It is really going to be shaved.
The **** storm in the court gradually spread into the harem. Song Yunzhao stayed behind closed doors. Her father is now in the limelight. As a daughter, she had to be as low-key as possible, and as the months got older, she became more careful. Although it was a bit boring to stay behind closed doors, it was safe.
The affairs of the household department have not yet come to an end, and the beauties from southern Xinjiang have arrived in Beijing.
Song Yunzhao was arranging flowers when she got the news. This is her new way to pass the time. Sometimes she doesn’t want to read the book after reading too much. The imperial garden in autumn is full of flowers, which is a good time for flower arranging.
Anshun stood in the hall with his head down, feeling a little apprehensive.
Song Yunzhao was still a little worried before, but now that she really came here, she is not worried anymore. She put the last flower in the bottle and said with a smile: "It is said that there are beauties in southern Xinjiang, but I want to open my eyes to see how beautiful it is."
"Master..." Xiangxue said worriedly, how could she feel even more uneasy if the master smiled like that.
Song Yunzhao waved his hand, "What are you supposed to be busy with, and do what you do around me."
Anshun and Xiangxue looked at each other, and they had no choice but to retreat.
Song Yunzhao placed the flowers she had arranged on the window sill. Through the window, she could still see Xiangxue frowning standing under the verandah.
The more this is the case, the more you have to be steady. If the emperor hasn't moved yet, if you mess up first, it will be a big joke.
The emperor does not move, she does not move.
When it was noon, Xiangxue came in with a smile on her face, "Master, the emperor ordered all the beauties from southern Xinjiang to go to Honglu Temple to wait for resettlement."
"Really?" Song Yunzhao was a little surprised.
"Yes." Xiangxue said happily, "Anshun said that even the chieftain's younger sister will go there together."
Other beauties are fine, but this one has a different weight, which is still a bit worrying.
Song Yunzhao drank half a bowl of porridge for lunch, and after taking a nap, Nanny Yu came in through the curtain, looking a little unhappy.
"Mommy, what's the matter?" Yun Zhao got up and asked Xiangxue to change her clothes, looking up at Nanny Yu.
Nurse Yu said with a solemn face: "The empress dowager asked someone to take the younger sister of the chieftain of Nanjiang into the palace, and there will be a banquet tonight. The people from Shouci Palace have come to pass the message, and the master is invited to the dinner."
Song Yunzhao thought that the queen mother would definitely take the opportunity to disgust her, but he didn't expect the action to be fast.
What to watch?
What catches your eyes.
Song Yunzhao sneered, "When it's almost time for the dinner party, Mammy will call back and say that I'm not feeling well, so the dinner party won't disturb the Queen Mother's elegance."
Nanny Yu hesitated and said, "Master, are you really not going?"
"No." Song Yunzhao packed up and walked out, "It's just a chieftain's younger sister, the empress dowager is really willing to lose face."
The queen mother's face is worthless, but her face is worth a lot.
If you really want to hold a banquet, you have to wait until she can be canonized into the palace.
The queen mother carried the sedan chair for her, and she would not sacrifice her face to join her.
As long as she doesn't have a baby now, she will disturb this situation.
While talking, Wang Zhaorong came.
Song Yunzhao was taken aback for a moment before saying, "Please come in."
Wang Zhaorong's complexion was not very good-looking. When he came in and saw Song Yunzhao's ruddy complexion and full of energy, he didn't know what to say for a while.
"Wang Zhaorong, sit down." Song Yunzhao greeted with a smile, "Your face is as black as the bottom of a pot, who recruited you? Who recruited you, go to whoever, don't come here to spread fire."
Wang Zhaorong:...
She was about to speak back, when Xiangxue hurried in again, "Master, Concubine Shu has arrived."
Song Yunzhao:…
Wang Zhaorong was also taken aback. If she had known that Concubine Shu was coming, she would not have come.
The two are enemies, she is just Zhaorong now, if Concubine Shu wants to find fault with her, she can only hold her nose and bear it.
Song Yunzhao greeted Wang Zhaorong at the door with Wang Zhaorong's intentions. Concubine Shu had a good posture wherever she went, and a string of palace people followed her in. When she saw Song Yunzhao, she asked directly, "Are you going to the dinner party?"
After she finished asking, she swept her eyes, and then saw that there was an acquaintance behind Song Yunzhao. She was slightly taken aback, and then said in a strange way: "Hey, isn't this Wang Zhaorong? Long time no see, he looks good."
Wang Zhaorong:...
Didn’t read the almanac when I went out!
"My concubine has seen Concubine Shu." Wang Zhaorong bowed her knees and bowed.
Song Yunzhao and Wang Zhaorong are also poker friends now, so it is not good for her to be slapped in the face in his own territory, so he said with a smile: "The concubine is just a little unwell, so why don't you come to visit me?"
Concubine Shu:?
You tell me that you are not feeling well?
After thinking about it, his face changed slightly, this Song Yunzhao wanted her to lead the battle again!
(end of this chapter)