The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"Uncle Meng, who did you bring? How did you bring the lady's boudoir?" Ling Lian stopped Yun Meng.

"This is a young man in the branch next to the Cloud King's Mansion, called Yunli. He is quite talented. I know that I am getting older and I am getting more and more powerless. Now I will help the young lady to choose someone to bring and let Miss Qingyue look If he likes it, he will be the big housekeeper in the future. He has been helping me a lot behind me these days. This big housekeeper, I think, is overkill for him. If the lady doesn’t like it, my old man will give it to me. Miss choose another." Yun Meng said.

Ling Lian was taken aback, looked at Yunli and looked at Yixue.

Yi Xue was also stunned, looking for Yunmeng: "Uncle Meng, is it because you said something that I said yesterday, and you..."

"No, no! It was I who wanted to retire a long time ago. I am really old now. I am old now. Other problems haven't grown, but the courage is getting smaller and smaller. I know that the lady doesn't use me well, just I didn’t change me because of my benefits. Since the young lady took charge of the house, I’ve been looking for a suitable person to replace me. This cloud has been away from me for a long time, but I still think it’s best for him to take over. I asked him He is willing. I brought it to the lady today." Yun Meng shook his head and smiled.

Yi Xue stopped talking and looked into the room.

"Yun Meng, invite Yunli Young Master in." Yun Qianyue spoke at this moment.

Yun Meng responded quickly, Ling Lian lifted the curtain, he stepped in first, and Yun Li followed.

Yun Qianyue looked at the coming Yun Li. Although he was young, his steps were steady and he held a book in his hand, but there was no sign of gas in his body. Seeing her, she gave her a humble greeting, "Yun Li has seen Miss Qianyue!"

"Free gift!" Yun Qianyue smiled gently.

"Miss, I don’t know if you remember, Yunli is the one who helped the old slaves to count the number of people who moved into Fuchu the month before. We asked at that time who said the paper was the one who wrote the pen. It was written that the old slave was too busy at the time and forgot to ask his name. Later, when asked, you have been away from the house. So the old slave asked him to help him." Yun Meng said to Yun Qianyue.

"Oh! I remember! It's such a thing!" Yun Qianyue thought for a moment, watching Yun Li suddenly.

"It's him!" Yun Meng looked at Yun Qingyue, "Miss Qingyue heard what the old slave just said outside? Do you think Yunli is not feasible? If you have other plans, just..."

"Uncle Meng, do you want to go home to provide for the elderly? Or do you want to stay in Yunwang Mansion?" Yun Qianyue intercepted Yunmeng's words.

Yun Meng's face was dark, and it seemed a bit sad. "Don't conceal the young lady, the old slave wants to stay in the Yun Wang Mansion. If she can't wait for the lady, she can serve the old prince. The old slave has been in Yun Wang Mansion for half his life.

"Even if you want to go home for retirement, I am not happy!" Yun Qingyue smiled and said to Yun Meng: "You will serve grandpa in the future! Grandpa is old, and his temper is no one to chat and get rid of it. Yes. You will spend more time chatting with him to relieve boredom. After working hard for half of your life, you can spend your days in Yunwang Mansion!"

When Yun Meng was happy, he would kneel to the ground, "Thank you, Miss!"

Yun Qianyue raised her hand gently, and when he didn't touch Yun Meng's body, he held up his kneeling body and smiled: "Uncle Meng doesn't have to do this gift, you are my elders. Plus, I treat you as an elder. To be honest, maybe you will be a little bit closer to you than my father." Her words fell, seeing Yun Meng's eyes were wet, she waved her hand, "Go! Yunli will stay with me."

"Good!" Yun Meng wiped his eyes with his sleeve, patted Yun Li's shoulder, and stepped out of the door.

"Sit!" Yun Qiangyue pointed to the chair opposite, and said away from Yun.

Yunli nodded and slowly sat down.

"Where did Uncle Meng find a housekeeper? Obviously, I found a champion!" Yun Qianyue's eyes fell on the book held by Yun Li, and he smiled and said: "Lie Guozhi is not for everyone to read. Yun What is your dream?

Yunli's complexion changed slightly, and the book in his hand was tight, Xu Yu. He lowered his head and whispered, saying: "Out of the crowd!"

"How do you stand out from the crowd?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows. "Is Jinbang Dengke?"

Yun Li pursed his lips.

"The branch of the Cloud King's Mansion came to King Yun's Mansion and lived in it for about a month now! Although I haven't asked about things in the House these days, the ink written by you from that day basically understands everyone's situation. For example, you, Yunli, although I didn't know which one was you that day, but I already knew your name." Yun Qianyue looked at Yunli and said slowly.

Yun Li stunned, looking at Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue also looked at him with a smile and said, "Yun Li, the 19th year of the year. Yun Wangfu's son-in-law comes out of his son's family, and he likes poetry, ten-year-old Nengwen, and Tiansheng entered the township in 114. At that time, he was ten years old. He entered the state examination in 117 and wrote an article "Lun Jiang Shan Fu" that even spread to the ear of the emperor. The emperor raised the idea of ​​seeing you. A filial prince spoke to you from the sidelines." "In a word, let the emperor dispel the idea and ban your hometown test."

Yun Li looked at Yun Qianyue in surprise.

"Are you surprised? I have known you since six years ago." Yun Qianyue smiled faintly, reaching for a cup of tea and handing it to Yunli, "Stop!"

Yunli couldn't reach out and took a look at Yunqianyue in amazement for a moment, then lowered his head, "Please Miss Qianyue enlighten me!"

"Let's be the chief executive of the cloud king's palace first! See the big one if you are small. If you can't play this small piece of heaven and earth in the inner courtyard of the cloud king's palace, naturally you can't play the national records and Jiangshan Fu, you will only talk on the paper. There are more people than you can read the list of national records and people who can write Jiangshan Fu. If you want to get ahead, it is not just a book that will work!" Yun Qianyue smiled at Yun Li.

Yunli looked a little white.

Yun Qianyue raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Don't you understand?"

Yunli suddenly stood up, placed the book in his hand in front of Yun Qianyue, and respected her, "Miss Qianyue is right, Yunli is dull!"

Yun Qianyue smiled a little, and the smile was a little bit real. He told the outside world, "Ling Lian, you will take Yun to the filial princess' palace now. Say thank you for the painting that the filial prince gave me. I like it very much. ."

"Yes!" Ling Lian answered.

"Let's go with Ling Lian!" Yun Qianyue's words fell and waved to Yun Li.

San Gongzi nodded. Although he was puzzled, he no longer asked, and turned and walked out.

Yun Qianyue watched Yun Li leave, stood up, and looked out the window. A few white clouds were floating gently in the sky, and she thought of Qin Yuning's elegant white Luo skirt, with a faint smile and a slightly cold smile. Now that the filial prince's palace and General Feng's palace have grieved, then if they grieved with the Prime Minister's government, the capital will be even more lively.

Not long after, Ling Lian and Yun Li came back and said that the filial prince heard the two saying that, his face was extremely bad, and he said nothing. After sending them off, they hurriedly entered the palace. Yun Qianyue asked Yun Li, "What do you see in this line?"

Yun Li spit out a word, "Mou!"

Yun Qingyue smiled and hung the waist tag of the Fuzhong General Manager on him.

General Feng Lao passed away on the eve of the Emperor's 55th birthday. Great sorrow and big joy met, avoiding the collision of the emperor's joy. Naturally, General Feng Lao's coffin should not be put on hold any more, and can only be buried in a hurry. On the second day of swallowing, the emperor led the civil and military officials to hang themselves, and after the hang, they held the funeral ceremony. From the swallowing to the completion of the burial ceremony, it took two days.

Although Yun Xianghe was bound to the three princes of the filial princess, but because they were just concubines, and they had not been lifted by the flower chair, they were not considered as filial princesses. They were even more likely to commit suicide at the door of the filial princess. She was still unmarried when she died at the funeral, and was naturally carried out by the Yunwang Mansion. And because of the collision with General Feng's coffin, and the date of the emperor's birthday, even if the concubine Feng is the gift of the side concubine and the Yunxianghe is the gift of the young lady, but it can't be done, and she quietly put it in the house. Two days later, after General Feng was buried, two coffins were hurriedly lifted out of the house, and two graves were erected beside the Tomb of King Yun.

Even if Feng Concubine and Yunxiang Lotus were buried in the grass, Yun Qiangyue actually made a good name in the hearts of the people in Beijing and China. After all, the people in Beijing have heard rumors that Feng Concubine and Yun Xianghe had treated Yun Qiangyue badly. Now, she disregards her suspicions and raises her identity for the mother and sister to be buried, gaining a reputation for being affectionate and righteous.

When Ling Lian and Yi Xue told Yun Qiangyue the private rumors of the people in Beijing, she smiled lightly. She is not valued by fame, but just thinks that people are dead, everything can be buried with death about those past. However, the reputation and status of the ancients are not a big deal in her opinion, but people in this era are a big deal.

On the second day of the concubine's concubine and Yun Xianghe's burial, General Lao Feng's mansion was sent by the old lady to hand in a post, inviting Yun Qianyue to watch the show in Fuzhong. The ancients of this era had a custom to sing songs for the dead to show their condolences.

Yun Qingyue naturally understood the meaning of posting the post. Although it was called the drama, it actually told her that General Feng Feng thanked her for ignoring the former suspects and buried Feng Concubine and Missy. It was also an indirect commitment to her for a good or deeper. One step means that General Feng Laofu took note of this relationship.

Yun Qianyue sent Ling Lian to push off the post in person. Although he didn't go to the theater, the two parties also reached an agreement.

In the next few days, Jingzhong Taiping was fine.

Rong Jing prepared everything for the messenger's entry into Beijing in the daytime. He would come to Qingyuege for dinner in the evening. After the meal, Yun Qianyue taught him to learn which ethnic languages. When it was dark, he left Qianyuege. , Not staying in Asahi Pavilion.

Yun Qianyue reads books in the Qingyue Pavilion in the white day, or reads about the news from the Red Pavilion and the Wind Pavilion, or does nothing to lie on the wicker chair in the yard to stay calm, to recuperate, and live a calm and comfortable life.