Concubine Huang said she wanted to leave

Chapter 421
The peach blossoms are delicate and beautiful, but the concubines are bored but not beautiful.

A peach feast was finally spent in the show of concubine Jia and His Majesty's love.

Jin Yantang ordered Fu Pu to send Zhao Kehan ​​back to Ximeng Palace, while he went to the Imperial Study.

In the afternoon, just after you hour, in Ximeng Palace.

In the bedroom, as soon as Zhao Kehan ​​sat down on the beauty's couch, Xinrui quickly brought her a cup of tea and said, "Your Majesty, please have some tea."

After Zhao Kehan ​​took a sip of the tea, Xinrui knelt on the ground and beat her legs, while Shuhua came up with her clothes, and saluted respectfully: "Madam, this is the riding outfit sent by His Majesty to teach Sifang. Do you want to change it?"

Riding outfit?

Zhao Kehan ​​immediately put down his teacup, came to the painting and took a look at the riding outfit, with a satisfied look on his face.

I saw that this riding outfit was made of fluff with a stand-up collar and made of crimson satin. The boots and belt were inlaid with rubies, and the crown of hair was also crimson. Wearing it would definitely complement her heroic appearance!
Immediately, Zhao Kehan ​​smiled, put the clothes back, and said: "Put the clothes away, and I will change them for Ben Gong tomorrow."

"Yes, ma'am."

Calligraphy respectfully responded and put the clothes into her closet.

At this time, there was a notification sound from outside: "Your Majesty, Manager Fu is here!"

Before the maid came in, Zhao Kehan ​​narrowed his eyes, walked out, looked at her and said, "Where is Fupu?"

"Return to your mother's words, Manager Fu is in the main hall."

At this time, what is Fupu doing in Ximeng Palace?
Zhao Kehan ​​narrowed his eyes slightly, and then walked into the hall.

Not long after, she came to the main hall and saw the gifts placed in the main hall.

Fu Pu stood respectfully in the hall and waited. Seeing Zhao Kehan ​​coming, he went up to pay respects and said: "The slave will see the concubine Jia, the lady is auspicious!"

Zhao Kehan ​​glanced at him lightly, and let Xinrui support her to the main wall to sit down, and then said condescendingly to Fu Pu: "Which gust of wind brought Manager Fu here? This place is a leak in this palace. I'm sorry that there is no tea in this palace." Give it to Mr. Fu to drink."

Fupu's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly smiled and said, "This servant is here to present Your Majesty's reward. The jade treasures offered by the Western Regions and the newly arrived tea and cloth from the Great Zhou Dynasty are all sent by Your Majesty to this servant."

Hearing this, Zhao Kehan ​​looked at the large number of neatly arranged presents in the hall, then turned his eyes, and said to Fupu with a smile in his eyes: "There is really a manager of labor and welfare, thank you for your majesty on behalf of my concubine."

Fu Pu lowered his head and smiled, "Your Majesty, you are being polite, this slave will leave."

After the two briefly exchanged a few words, Fu Pu left the things behind, turned around and went to the imperial study.

After he left, Zhao Kehan ​​glanced at the gifts around him, and said with a smug smile in his eyes: "Okay, put them all in the warehouse, keep the jewelry and rouge and gouache, and cheer up tomorrow to dress up this palace." Fan, do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Everyone responded, began to move things and retreated.

At this time, in the imperial study room.

Jin Yantang was reviewing the memorial, Fu Pu gently pushed the door open and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the servant has sent all the gifts to Ximeng Palace. After receiving these gifts, the concubine Jia was very happy."

Hearing this, Jin Yantang nodded without raising his head, and said, "I know."

Fupu hesitated for a moment, looked up at him and said, "Your Majesty, why do you love Concubine Jia so much?"

He was really puzzled, this Concubine Jia was not as magnanimous as Concubine Chen, nor was she as kind as Concubine Chen, what would His Majesty stop hurting her?
Besides, sometimes when the master does things, Fopp really can't guess his thoughts.

The same is true at this moment, Jin Yantang's love for Zhao Kehan ​​is obvious to all, if it is said that he can pretend to be this, it can only prove that Jin Yantang is powerful.

But as soon as Fupu finished speaking, Jin Yantang looked up at him and said, "I don't need you to comment on how I do things. If I hear you chewing your tongue in front of Concubine Chen in the future, be careful of your head."

Fu Pu breathed a sigh of relief for his indifferent words. According to what His Majesty said, His Majesty still has not forgotten Concubine Chen in his heart.
If conditions permit, Fupu really wants to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, drink a cup of tea and relax.

But next, he took care of Jin Yantang more carefully, not daring to neglect in the slightest.

Jin Yantang read the memorial with his eyes lowered, his hands moving in an orderly manner.

His eyes were deep and indifferent, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

For the current plan, he can only get close to Concubine Jia, seek opportunities from Concubine Jia, and wipe out all the rebels in her hands!
Jin Yantang's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at it in his heart.

At night, the House of Internal Affairs.

Fu Qingxi is now in charge of the internal affairs office of the harem, and has secretly infiltrated Concubine Jia's power into all parts of the harem.

After dealing with the affairs of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he will go back to Ximeng Palace to meet Concubine Jia.

But as soon as Fu Qingxi came out of the House of Internal Affairs with a lantern, he saw a black shadow flying across the sky.

Seeing this, Fu Qingxi narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked quickly towards the shadow. Looking at its shape, the shadow should be a pigeon.

Along the way, Fu Qingxi followed the direction of the pigeon, and soon he saw the pigeon fly into the imperial study.

The imperial study room was brightly lit, and Jin Yantang was dealing with government affairs inside. Since there were too many guards and dense staff, Fu Qingxi would definitely attract attention if he sneaked in like this.

Immediately, his eyes flickered slightly, he came out from the dark place with a lantern in his hand, and headed towards the imperial study in general.

Outside the door, two maidservants hurriedly stopped: "Eunuch Fu, please stop."

Fu Qingxi was born feminine and handsome, he smiled slightly, looked down at the two, took out two silver anklets from his bosom and gave them to them, and said: "The Sajia is ordered by the concubine Jia to come here to pick up your majesty." To Ximeng Palace."

The two maidservants blushed slightly, took the silver anklets, and respectfully said to Fu Qingxi: "Please wait, please, Eunuch Fu."

Fu Qingxi nodded, and stopped quietly by the door.

No one outside the imperial study room dared to make noise, so it was convenient for Fu Qingxi to eavesdrop, and his ears moved slightly, listening to the movement in the imperial study room.

At this time, in the imperial study room.

As soon as the pigeon flew into the window, Fopp stepped forward to take it, took off the letter box tied to its foot, handed it over, and presented it respectfully in front of Jin Yantang, saying: "Your Majesty, your news."

There will always be people who Fupu doesn't know send messages to Jin Yantang with carrier pigeons. This is not the first time Fupu has seen pigeons, so he is not surprised.

Jin Yantang put down his pen, took the letterbox, took out the letter inside and read it.

He glanced through it roughly, but his hands shook violently, and he froze in place, with surprise in his eyes!
Fupu was startled, and worried: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Jin Yantang shook his head and said with a smile, "No, it's nothing."

After that, he got up and threw the letter into the incense burner.

Seeing this, Fupu breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Majesty, could it be that the battle in northern Xinjiang has been won?"

Jin Yantang picked up the pen, lowered his eyes and quickly wrote a letter, put it into the letter box, tied it to the pigeon's leg, and let the pigeon fly out, saying: "This is something that makes me happier than the victory in the northern Xinjiang war!"

(End of this chapter)