What favor are you fighting for?The empress's harem has won a lot of business

Chapter 62
"How can I learn this?" Zhao Liangdi blushed.

After Zhao Momo left, Zhao Liangdi quickly flipped through it, and unlike the beginning, after turning a few pages, she gradually became bolder.

Think about it, the master has no children yet.

Think about Xin Liang Di who is about to enter the door.

Thinking about her precarious position in the backyard, she gritted her teeth.

"Come here, find a bolt of the lightest gauze, and tell the sewing room to follow this style..."

Zhao Liangdi gave a rough description, before Yun Xiang finished talking, she blushed.

"Yes"

After Yun Xiang left, Zhao Liangdi caressed her empty belly, longing was ignited again in her eyes.

The master has no children, whoever wants to conceive first and give birth to a child will be dependent for life.

"By the way, hurry up and prepare the birth control pill, I'll start drinking it today"

Zhao Liangdi ran outside to tell Mother Zhao specifically.

"Hey, master, don't worry, this old slave will go now"

-

Front yard study.

Xie Chenyu is practicing calligraphy, one is written like a dog crawling, and the other is flowing and flowing.

There are several others in various shapes, good and bad.

He writes with his left hand for a while, and changes to his right hand for a while.

The floor of the room is covered with large and small rice paper, with three or four handwritings on it.

Zhao Hai put his hands down and packed up the broken pages as usual, and reported by the way.

"In the past two days, there have been more and more hungry people in the capital, and a lot of crops in the outskirts of the city have been ruined. Jing Zhaoyin can't control people who steal chickens and dogs, rob people and block roads."

"What is the Captain's Mansion doing? What is Yushitai doing? Is no one in charge? How can this go on?"

The thick eyebrows that slanted into the temples were deeply frowned, and another pair of dog crawling words was proficiently released,

He looked at it carefully, and seemed quite satisfied, picked out the word for a closer look, and then nodded.

"This one is the most natural, keep it"

Zhao Hai received it respectfully and continued.

"No one dares to report. March is the time for spring plowing. The emperor is busy offering sacrifices to the heaven and the farmers. This is a major event in a year. The Ministry of Rites has been preparing for it for half a month."

The Langhao pen fell hard, Xie Chenyu tore up the paper with his hands, and his thick eyebrows frowned.

"When are you still making these flower stands, and the hungry people are almost blocking the gate of the city?"

The anger rushed out, and Zhao Hai lowered his head silently.

After a long while, Xie Chenyu breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "What about the household department? Someone should take care of things, even if you open two granaries to give out porridge and medicine, and stabilize the situation first."

"no"

Zhao Hai shook his head again: "The household department got the news, and immediately sent people to the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment to say hello."

"The Ministry of War is to suppress, and the Ministry of Punishment is to arrest the leader of the trouble as a warning to others."

"That is to say, no one really cares about these poor victims?"

Xie Chenyu took off his black robe, only wearing white clothes.

He spread out the largest rice paper, stepped on the table with one foot, stepped on the stool with the other, picked up the Langhao pen and swiped it.

A few strokes outline the ink painting of hungry wolves preying on food.

The wolf was unrestrained, the ink splashed, and the table and chairs were stained with half a stick of incense, and the white clothes were not stained at all.

Satisfied, he put down his pen and unfolded his clothes again.

"This painting is the best work of this hall this year, what a pity"

He meticulously rolled it up frame by frame, and handed it to Zhao Hai: "Take it back and burn it."

"Yes"

Coming out of the study, Zhao Hai looked back.

The sound of guqin music has already sounded there.

It was the Jiaowei guqin bestowed by the emperor, His Highness liked it very much, he would play a few pieces every day, and occasionally he would invite ladies from various places to play and sing together.

From an outsider's perspective, the master may be satisfied.

But Leng Nuan knew it, Zhao Hai shook his head and left quickly.

-

Xie Chenyu swore that this was almost the most depressing time in his life.

In March, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and he plays the piano by the pond pavilion in the backyard.

The music is like flowing water, one after another.

It's very much like the current mood, one ebbs and another, there is no end to it.

His mind is full of the hungry people affected by the disaster, the extravagant palace, the women and children in the wind and rain, and the extravagant deep palace and harem.

Finally, when the song was over, Xie Chenyu raised his head.

Then I saw a woman dressed in emerald green and emerald tulle, who was trying to twist her waist.

Zhao Liangdi.

Xie Chenyu shrank his pupils sharply, for a moment, he was afraid that people would discover the secret in his heart.

And thinking about how forgetful Zhao Liangdi is, she has always been stupid.

I'm afraid even if you give her ten brains, she won't be able to feel the chill in the song.

His expression suddenly softened, and he looked at Zhao Liangdi as usual.

"Why are you here?"

"Your Highness, why don't you continue to play? This piece is really nice." Zhao Liangdi was shy.

"The concubine has also learned to dance before. Seeing that the backyard is full of flowers, it is so beautiful. Then I changed into the dance clothes and came over. I heard His Highness's piano sound, and I couldn't help it. His Highness laughed."

Xie Chenyu smiled even wider.

"So that's how it is, how dare you ask Di Liang's master how much fun he has?"

Zhao Liangdi's face was full of glow: "Your Highness is used to making fun of others."

The voice has not yet fallen, but the sound of the piano has begun.

This time it was the real melody, Zhao Liangdi knew that the opportunity had come, she hurriedly followed the music and continued to twist her waist.

One piano, one person, one song and one dance.

A romantic and suave white dress, a tulle elegant and infinitely pretty, accompanied by this great spring.

Anyone who sees it can't praise it, what a couple of gods and gods?
-

Zhao Liangdi went to bed.

After many days, he finally went to bed.

She waited carefully in every possible way, and then poured several bowls of fertility medicine.

For half a month after that, she stayed in bed directly. Except for eating, drinking, and lassing, she was sick and rested, and she didn't even care about the affairs in the backyard.

Lin Ximeng knew that Cui Liangren was in charge recently, and her eyes were straightened in shock.

"Qingqing, tell me, is it good or not to have a baby now? Is it really so?"

Qingqing spread her hands: "The slaves don't understand these things, but Master Liang Di can still raise her own children."

"If she gives birth to the eldest son, her status will be completely stable."

"Right"

There is no feeling of jealousy at all, some are just small calculations in the pocket.

Lin Ximeng counted with her fingers.

"If one day I can become Liang Di, I want to have a child. If nothing else, at least I can protect the child, and the child can protect me. It's much better than fighting alone."

"It's best for the master to think this way. There is no woman who does not rely on children, and mothers depend on their children." Qingqing earnestly said.

Lin Ximeng sighed and leaned on the soft couch.

"But when will I be Liangdi? I also want to eat delicious food, Emma, ​​that feels really good."

A man can lean on it, and a pig can climb a tree.

She does not rely on men to rely on herself.

Just as I said, the body is yours, but the heart is free.

"Master, as long as you serve the master well and give birth to a child with peace of mind, you will become Liangdi."

Lin Ximeng pursed her lips, hoping.

-

Perhaps it was fate's blessing, at the end of March news spread that Zhao Liangdi was pregnant.

The news was thrown into the lake like a boulder, causing an uproar in an instant.

The most anxious person was Cui Liangren, who was so angry that she almost dropped the account book in her hand.

"No wonder the power was suddenly delegated. It turns out that she is pregnant. What am I doing?"

"No one else cares, why should I care, Hui'er, go and call Liu Liangren, just say I'm unwell, and ask her to take care of her for a few days"

(End of this chapter)