The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 243 Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet
After entering the Chengqian Palace, Concubine Meng Shu looked like such a vigorous old lady. Although she was almost sixty years old, her long and voluminous hair was still black.

After everyone paid their respects, Concubine Meng Shu hugged Ye Dianyi's eighth son, who was only six months old, King Su was not afraid of the baby's accident, so he carried him to the palace in such a bold manner.

The little guy didn't cry or make trouble, his chubby face fell asleep naively, Concubine Meng Shu hugged the little grandson, grinning from ear to ear, and even boasted that her son was blessed, she immediately asked the mother beside her to fetch it. The prepared rewards came, some for the eighth son, and some for Ye Dianyi.

"Have you chosen a name?" Concubine Meng Shu asked.

"It's taken, it's called Li Zhu." King Su said lazily.

"Why did you take it so early!" Concubine Meng Shu looked at her son with some reproach. It is not fashionable in this age to name children too early, for fear that they will not be able to support them.

King Su still didn't care much, as if he picked it up: "Concubine Mu, there are not a few words left next to the Japanese character! Don't hurry up and choose a name, you want your grandson to be called Li Bao, Li An, Li Hui?"

Concubine Meng Shu's brows and eyes froze at one sentence, and Song Qingyue grasped Li Zhao's fingers tightly, trying to hold back her laughter.

When the ancestors of the Li family decided to rank the generations according to the radicals, they probably never expected that their descendants would be so prosperous.

Words with good meanings, such as Li Sheng, Li Zhao, and Li Yu, these good names are all from the older brothers. The later, the more casual the names are, and there is no such thing as naming a newborn child because it is easy to lose life. Yes, it would be great if you could get a meaning!

In fact, this time King Su originally thought of taking the word "Fang", which means the dawn of the day, and it has a very good meaning.As a result, when I went to write my name on the Royal Jade Butterfly, I found out that three days ago, a concubine of the third son of the thirteenth hall of Shuqi County gave birth to a son, and took away the word Fang, so angry that King Su was cursing at home After waiting for a long time, I stayed up late to look through the "Zihui" with the boss of Jialing, and found a character for "晍", which meant light. I was sure that no one had taken it before, so I immediately decided on this character. Early the next morning, His Royal Highness King Su He rushed to the clan's mansion and wrote the child's name on the royal jade plate.

The gray-haired old woman brought the longevity lock, and concubine Meng Shu put it on Xiao Li's neck for a while, then took it off, and handed it to his nanny to keep it.A baby's neck is fragile and delicate, but it can't stand something as heavy as solid gold.

King Su watched his mother and concubine tease his little grandson, and said with a smile: "Mother and concubine don't have to worry, your son and I are blessed, and your grandsons are also blessed."

Concubine Meng Shu snorted: "Why is there no one who has blessed me with a great-grandson!"

Guo Yuner, who had just married, had nothing to do with her, with an indifferent expression on her face, Fang Yilan looked at Guo Yuner, but she didn't seem to have heard, Li Yi glanced at Meng Yuyan, and smiled mockingly.

Li Zhao also pretended not to hear, and sat motionless, not even changing his smiling expression.

Concubine Meng Shu saw that no one responded, so she looked at Song Qingyue: "Concubine Shizi, what do you say? I have been married to Zhao'er for more than a year, and I haven't seen any movement in your stomach."

Song Qingyue hehe in her heart, it's time to name and criticize herself again, but she doesn't need to speak in a hurry, Li Zhao will definitely speak for herself.

Sure enough, Li Zhao took the lead and said with a smile: "Grandmother, Yue'er is still young, but cousin Yuyan, it is said that she married a year earlier than Yue'er, and she is also one year older than Yue'er, cousin Yuyan has not moved yet. Well, you are never in a hurry, why do you just stare at Yue'er and urge her."

Concubine Meng Shu's face darkened, but she didn't care about this matter, so she could only say: "I see that Concubine Shi Zi is as thin as a bean sprout, if she really can't give birth, Yue Yao, you should work hard."

Ning Yueyao was happy when she heard this, her eyes lit up, she didn't pretend to be shy, and smiled generously: "Don't worry, Madam, Yao'er will definitely work hard." She glanced at Li Zhao again, with affection in her eyes, "As long as cousin Over time, Yue Yao will definitely not disappoint the empress."

Concubine Meng Shu was satisfied with Ning Yueyao's obedient obedience, she nodded, and said to Song Qingyue: "Well, concubine, don't feel jealous. When a married woman is married, she should regard her husband as the sky, and it is the most important thing to prolong the children of her husband's family. important."

Song Qingyue sat dignifiedly, smiled virtuously, and said very generously: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Yue'er is the son's wife, no matter who gives birth to the child, it is Yue'er's child. If Sister Ning has a child, it is also a grandson. Daughter-in-law's child, in the future, grandson-in-law will be called mother. It's too late for grand-daughter-in-law to be happy, how can she be jealous?"

Li Zhao was very cooperative and said: "The concubine Shizi is right, the emperor's grandmother is at ease, Yue'er is the most kind and magnanimous, and a few days ago she took the initiative to ask me to go to the side concubine's room."

Yunying was sleepy when she was sitting in the back, but when she heard the word side concubine, she woke up suddenly, looked around, she didn't seem to be calling her, so she relaxed and continued to doze off.

Concubine Meng Shu looked at Song Qingyue in surprise, then at Li Zhao and Ning Yueyao, pursed her mouth, but finally couldn't say anything.

Ning Yueyao wrung the handkerchief in her hand, thinking, it really was Song Qingyue's idea to let the big cousin go to that fat man's room!
Song Qingyue smiled shyly, turned her head to look at Ning Yueyao and said, "Sister side concubine is the same, if I give birth to your Highness's heir first, don't be jealous! My sisters should be in harmony, no matter who it is The children are all His Highness's children, the side concubine sister said, right?"

"Ah?" Yunying, who was out of the situation, thought that she had been called by the name again when she heard the word "side concubine". The concubine is right!"

Ning Yueyao was so angry that she fell on her back, no matter how upset she was, she could only pinch her nose and agree: "The concubine Shi Zi is right."

Hearing her scream one sister at a time, I felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in my heart, but I couldn't yell out my sister no matter what.

Li Zhao lifted his chin slightly proudly, and said with a smile: "Grandmother, look, the grandson's backyard has a harmonious wife and concubines. Don't worry so much if you stay in the palace all the time. Isn't this a little grandson again?" Why don't you tell the concubine mother to bring the eighth younger brother into the palace to give you a hug?"

Concubine Meng Shu didn't get any cheap from Song Qingyue, so she turned her head to coax her little grandson with a displeased face.

After coming out of Chengqian Palace, he officially went to the Hall of Supreme Harmony for a banquet.

In addition to the winter solstice and New Year's Day, the Mid-Autumn Festival is also the highest-level palace banquet in the palace.

Song Qingyue was led by Li Zhao and walked on the flat brick road of the Forbidden City, while thinking that the bricks on this road looked so flat and new, compared with the later generations when she visited the museum, the ground was already full of potholes, while thinking about that concubine Meng Shu Why do you look down on yourself?How strange!As long as she came into the palace, he would make things difficult for her almost every time.It seems that if she doesn't say something bad about her, the old man will feel unhappy.

Ordinarily, this old lady has been immersed in this deep palace for so many years, and Li Zhao is her promising successor. If so, wouldn't it be good to have a good relationship with myself, the future ruler of the harem?

If the old concubine Shu feels that she can't live that long, isn't there still a big family like the Meng family?

If you want to have fun with your mouth, but it won't cause any real harm, why bother?

Really... I don't know what to say.

She shook her head and sighed softly, Li Zhao turned to look at her, raised his hand to pinch her cheek, and said softly, "Are you all right?"

Song Qingyue shook her head with a helpless smile: "It's okay."

"Imperial Grandmother is like that, just talk about it, don't take it to heart." Li Zhao said again.

"I know, it's really all right." Song Qingyue smiled.

After walking for a while, Li Zhao heard her panting slightly, and asked again: "Lu Chang, are you tired?"

Song Qingyue shook her head.

Today, due to the large number of people, except for the princes and concubines who can take the shoulder bus, the juniors have to walk.But the key point is that it is not an easy task to walk under the sun for such a long time wearing a dress that weighs about ten kilograms and a crown.

When you arrive at the Hall of Supreme Harmony, you have to wait for the ministers and their family members to enter the arena. After the emperor arrives, you have to kneel down three times and kowtow nine times to the old man of the emperor, and then you have to sit upright for two hours without slack.

When Yunying was eating and drinking carelessly, everyone looked at her with strange eyes. Is this person really not afraid of going to the latrine later?
You must know that it is not easy to go to the latrine in such a grand gown. You have to change clothes first, then go to the latrine, and then change back to the latrine after the latrine.If something goes wrong in the middle, it will be a terrible thing.Most people choose not to eat or drink, so as to avoid the trouble of going to the latrine.

Yunying looked at Ning Yueyao with some confusion: "What's wrong? Why don't you move?"

Ning Yueyao twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "It's okay, Concubine Yun can continue to eat. Is it delicious?"

Yunying lamented: "It's unpalatable! I don't know how long it's been on the table!" She threw down her chopsticks, imitating everyone to sit quietly, and didn't eat too much.

After the palace banquet was over, Li Zhao hugged his eighth younger brother, and Li Yi, the newly married third and fourth couples, went to kowtow to the emperor.

Apart from attending such a large palace banquet, Li Bin and Li Min hadn't visited their grandpa alone for many years.In fact, since they were born, they haven't spoken a few words to their grandpa, so they just stood aside after seeing each other, but the old emperor hugged his dozing grandson and said with a smile: "This kid is really cute, no Like when Azhao was a child, he bared his fangs and claws, put it on the ground for a while and couldn't keep track of it, then crawled under the dragon table and gnawed on the table legs."

Li Zhao rubbed his nose and said embarrassingly, "Grandpa, please stop making fun of me in front of your younger brothers!"

"What's the matter! I remember it clearly, and I don't know how many of Concubine Shu's hairpins were eaten by you, hehe! When you were young, that was really a very energetic little thing." The emperor shook his head and smiled very kindly. .

King Su raised his eyebrows.

"Why, third child, what do you want to say?" Facing his son, the emperor became that grumpy old man again.

"Father, you... your son gnawed on the table legs, gnawed the imperial pen, gnawed on my mother's concubine's hairpin when he was a child. You despise your son like something. If this kid Azhao gnawed, you praise him. You can't do this!"

"Get out! I just don't like you, because my good grandson likes it, what's the matter? Get out! Get out. Don't tell me to see you, it's annoying to see you!"

The three grandparents gossiped about kung fu for a while, the emperor covered his mouth to suppress a yawn, said a few more words, and let the old three and his family go away.

Li Zhao and King Su's father and son looked at each other in a very tacit understanding, and they both realized that the old emperor's mental weakness was so obvious that he probably couldn't last long.

Whether it is success or failure, it will take about one or two years.

Song Qingyue took off her hair crown at this time, took off her dress and was lying in the carriage waiting for him.

Tired for most of the day, not only dizzy, but the earrings with the gorgeous and heavy gold oriental beads have been worn for a long time, and the pierced ears seem to be inflamed and swollen, painful and itchy, but there is no erythromycin ointment, Make her very uncomfortable.

Li Zhao opened the car door, and saw the little girl lying on the bed with her eyes closed. He walked in lightly, touched her forehead, and immediately frowned.

"I'm back." Song Qingyue opened her eyes a little and looked at him a little listlessly.

She was dizzy when she came out of the palace gate, but she just couldn't stand the sun, the sun exposure and fatigue, and she didn't dare to drink water, her body couldn't bear it immediately.

When Ning Yueyao returned to her Yusheng residence, she immediately spread out on the floor and didn't want to move. She was sweating, her body was sticky, and she wanted to take a bath. She really didn't want to get up!But there is a family banquet at night, so I have to get up and get ready.

When it was time for the dinner, the food was much better than the ones in the palace, but everyone was exhausted, and His Royal Highness King Su also took a nap after returning to the mansion.

When he got up and heard that Wufangzhai had called the imperial doctor again, King Su frowned and clicked his tongue.

The eldest daughter-in-law is good at everything, but her body is too delicate.

Fortunately, at the dinner party, she finally showed up.

Fever only lasts for a short while, take a bath in the afternoon and sleep well, Song Qingyue thinks she probably has heat stroke.

But she didn't last long at the dinner party, and went back after only sitting for half an hour.

As soon as Song Qingyue left, it seemed that some gate had been opened. Everyone found reasons to go back to rest earlier. King Su raised his eyebrows, stretched his waist, and followed the princess to the main courtyard.

Palace banquets are really tiring!

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Song Qingyue's life here is peaceful and peaceful, but Meng Wanfeng's Mid-Autumn Festival is still as thrilling as in the novel.It's just that all the plots against Prince Jing and his son have nothing to do with Prince Su's mansion.

King Su is now concentrating on secretly creating a super-era firearm: a smoothbore flintlock.

Recently, Song Qingyue handed him a new blueprint - "Speeding Cannon".

King Su knew that Song Qingyue probably had other things, but she didn't take them out all at once, but always slowly took them out bit by bit. Although King Su was anxious, he didn't rush.The daughter-in-law is a smart person, King Sisu can guess her carelessness, but there is nothing he can do about Song Qingyue, he can't force her.

In fact, having a flintlock musket already made His Royal Highness Su full of confidence.

His Royal Highness King Su felt that with those firearms, he didn't even have to take the risk of digging pits and setting traps for others. He just waited for the old man to burp, and he would announce the crimes of the brothers he had collected one by one. Then take these big babies and fuck it.

He doesn't believe it, with those things, who else has the ability to compete with him!

The so-called continuous artillery is actually a lighter artillery than the red cannon that appeared at the end of the fifteenth century-"Francis Machine Cannon".

The caliber of this kind of artillery is not as large as that of the Hongyi cannon, and its length is also shorter than that of the Hongyi cannon, so the range is also short, but the advantage is that it can fire continuously and is more maneuverable.

Song Qingyue's design drawings are fine, but the key is that the material is not strong enough, whether it is a gun or a cannon, the probability of explosion is still high.King Su called Song Qingyue to the study to inquire about casting iron, just as Li Zhao was there.

Song Qingyue really didn't understand, she only hesitated and said: "My daughter-in-law vaguely heard that... the strength of steel is related to the carbon content in the iron, and the second is related to the cooling speed."

"Cooling speed?" His Royal Highness King Su looked at the blueprint of Frangji's cannon and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Song Qingyue nodded: "I don't know exactly how to do it, but I just vaguely know that it is necessary to control the annealing time."

Li Zhao smiled and said, "Father, since we know that the key lies in the speed of annealing, let's ask someone to try it. How to anneal and how long it will take, just try it and you'll know?"

He turned his head to look at Song Qingyue with a smile in his eyes, but Song Qingyue avoided his gaze and refused to look at him.

When leaving King Su's study, Li Zhao chased Song Qingyue out and said, "Have lunch together at noon?"

Song Qingyue didn't want to talk to him, so Li Zhao clicked his tongue and went to hold her hand: "Why are you still ignoring him?"

"Aren't you busy?"

"Busy, but my husband misses his wife, so it's always okay to be lazy and have lunch with my wife once in a while."

"what ever."

Li Zhao walked towards Wufangzhai holding her hand as if no one was around. Even if the servants in the palace had already gotten used to it, the little girls would still feel envious if they bumped into her by chance.

"What are you busy these days?" Li Zhao asked her.

"It's autumn, I'm busy collecting my bills." Song Qingyue said, "Tomorrow I have to go to Zhuangzi in Baoding."

Li Zhao nodded: "Go early and come back early. I'm too busy here recently, so I won't go with you."

Song Qingyue snorted: "It seems like someone wants to see you."

Seeing that she was still indifferent to answers, Li Zhao sighed helplessly, and squeezed her face hard.

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This summer seems to have passed in a blink of an eye. Several heavy rains destroyed the entire pond of residual lotus, and the sound of frogs and cicadas became quieter.When I wake up in the morning, the autumn frost is heavy and the dew is heavy, and the vegetation outside is withered, but the chrysanthemums are in full bloom in the palace, and the golden osmanthus is fragrant, without a trace of depression.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the autumn is getting stronger, the maple leaves are red, yellow and yellow dyed half of the lake, and the northern region has also begun the last busy farming of the year.

The smoke from burning fields began to rise from the farmlands outside the city, and the yards of every household were drying grains, and the dried grains needed to be peeled and shelled.

Paddy can be sold after shelling, while wheat requires an additional grinding process.The mill on the river is also turning, and the wheat has to be taken to the mill to be ground into flour before it can be sold.

And the rivers around the capital, especially in the North Zhili area, are basically filled by the mills of the nobles of the aristocratic families.

Of course, some wealthy households in the villages also use mules or donkeys to pull mills, but compared with hydraulic mills, the scale is smaller, the efficiency is lower, and the cost is higher, because no matter whether it is a mule or a donkey, they always have to eat rations. It's like a river, flowing with a splash, and the mill turns by itself.

At night, Li Zhao was still staying in the study room in the front hall. Song Qingyue hadn't seen anyone else for a few days. He always got into the quilt late at night when she was sleeping soundly. Let her just sleep with her, but the next morning, this person disappeared again, as if last night was just a dream.

But even though Li Zhao was so busy, he still ran to Wufangzhai every night, making Ning Yueyao jealous and helpless, smashed a few handkerchiefs, hugged the quilt and cried a few times, and finally realized the reality: the big thing she was thinking of. Cousin, not only doesn't like her at all, but also has a crush on that little concubine of the Song family.

"Mommy, what do you think I should do?" This time, she really asked for advice.

But what tricks can Madam Jiang do?

If His Royal Highness does not come, she will not be able to use all kinds of abilities and methods.

Let Ning Yueyao go to the imperial concubine and bow his head?
Not to mention whether Ning Yueyao is willing or not, even if she really bows her head, the one in the main courtyard will help her lady regardless of past suspicions?
Jiang Nanny shook her head, she has lived such an old age, she can still judge people accurately, the one in the main courtyard looks soft, but in fact is extremely domineering, smart and domineering.Unless His Royal Highness himself is tired of that person, it is absolutely impossible for that person to take the initiative to let go.

(End of this chapter)