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Yong Cong cried miserably, and felt sorry for Qianlong and the queen. The two of them coaxed for a long time before Yong Cong stopped sobbing, his little face was flushed red, extremely wronged.
He Jing hurriedly put away the rattle, and smiled embarrassingly, "Huang Ama"
Yong Lian followed Qianlong, and came to Changchun Palace to pay his respects after the court meeting. He coughed, turned a blind eye to He Jing's crazy look, took the tea offered by the nanny calmly, and took a sip.
Good tea.
He Jing was punished "severely"¡ªQianlong punished her to copy one hundred poems written by imperial pens within a time limit of three days.
He Jing's face suddenly turned green.
Yong Cong stopped howling immediately, the beauty and comfort in his heart!
Huang Ama likes to write poems, but his level is not very good. Occasionally there are a few excellent works, but the probability of producing them is extremely rare. Every year, a bachelor from the Hanlin Academy is responsible for binding his poems into a volume, and there are almost ten volumes up to now. The Beijing officials have a copy, and some officials study it over and over again, intending to cater to the preferences of the Long Live Lord and flatter him more naturally.
He respected Qianlong's poems as a scourge, and we have to start from the age of six. Growing up on Qianlong's lap, Qianlong taught her stroke by stroke, not to mention teaching her to write "masterpieces" with some private goods.
Little He Jing doesn't understand anything, but Li Taibai's poems are magnificent, Du Fu's poems are magnificent, but Huang Ama's poems are not bad either!
"One piece after another, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces, five pieces" He Jing blinked his big watery eyes, and asked her Huang Ama innocently, "Why did it break at the 'six pieces and seven pieces'? Don't you have eleven and twelve pieces?"
The newly enthroned emperor smiled vigorously, "Three sentences are enough. Come, Ama will teach you another poem"
?Because of being favored, He Jing went to school with Gege from several clans. The queen specially invited several female masters from the people, and none of the ministers dared to comment. Although Princess Hejing is ranked third, she is actually the eldest daughter of Qianlong and the only princess at present.
A clan Gege asked six-year-old He Jing: "Which poem is the princess' favorite?"
When others were chanting Nalan Rongruo's "A journey through the mountains, a journey through the water", He Jing read out with great anticipation¡ª¡ª
"One piece after another, two pieces, three pieces, four or five pieces"
She got a lot of shocked and questioning eyes.
He Jing was very hurt, turned around and cried to Qianlong, why didn't they appreciate Huang Ama's poems?
Qianlong pondered for a while, and summoned the bachelors of the Imperial Academy. On the second day, he hugged He Jing, pointed to the newly added ink, "I added the last sentence, and the artistic conception is completely different. Like Amana, you can't even see the plum blossoms!"
He Jing lowered his bun face and pouted his mouth reluctantly.
She no longer believed in Huang Ama.
He Jing gradually grew up, and whenever he recalled his actions when he was young, smoke would come out of his head. Punishment for copying Qianlong's imperial pen poems is definitely the cruelest punishment in the world, bar none!
He Jingli bowed his head and took his leave.
Yong Lian couldn't bear it, so he interceded for his sister, "He Jing has to learn the rules in the morning, is the punishment a little heavier?"
Where is the weight? When the prince first entered school, he had to write fifty big characters a day, but after he grew up, it was not difficult to copy a hundred poems a day. One hundred articles in three days is already a special favor from Huang Ama! Yong Cong waved his little white and tender hands like lotus root angrily.
Qianlong held Yong Cong in his arms, pinched Yong Cong's chubby face, glanced at him, and asked, "You want to copy too?"
Yong Lian shut his mouth in an instant and stopped talking.
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Long Live Lord rests in Changchun Palace almost every day, lunch and dinner are used by the queen, and I heard that Wu Shulai was asked to carry the memorial, I wish I could settle down in Changchun Palace!
Is this okay?
When he was in the mansion, the Fujin Fucha family was the most favored one. When he became a queen, he still favored the harem. For half of a month, Long Live Lord rested with the queen.
They can't fight and can't fight, they have resigned to their fate for so many years. It¡¯s not that no one has been on the paper, and they were all sprayed back by the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty¡ªthe husband and wife are harmonious and the country is stable. This is the best situation. Do you dare to impeach? !
The Fucha family was a prosperous family, and the in-laws accounted for almost half of the imperial court. Coupled with Qianlong's preference for the Fucha family, the queen's position was stable, and no one in the harem dared to show off her edge.
Moreover, the empress is a wise and gentle person, so that no one can find a single fault, and there is also the support of the empress dowager Gradually, the concubines also died down, no matter how much they fight, they can't compete with the empress.
Now there is another Seventh Brother! Look at the posture that is more favored than Duanbeile, the Lord Long Live embraces the world, and I heard that after the court, he will go directly to the Changchun Palace, and sometimes there is no time to change the court clothes.
When the queen was in confinement, Lord Long Live rested in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and occasionally visited high-ranking concubines during the day, but did not visit them at night. When the queen is out of confinement, Lord Long Live will drive around the Changchun Palace every day, as if he is the only favorite!
The sour gas almost filled the Forbidden City, and the young and beautiful nobles were often puzzled, what was wrong with them?
The queen is already in her thirties, even if she takes good care of her, can she compare to these young girls?
The rule set by the empress is to greet the empress dowager once every five days. On the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, she will lead all the concubines to Shoukang Palace to meet the empress dowager. The empress dowager likes to pay respects to the Buddha and doesn't ask about anything in the harem, but no one dares to underestimate the empress dowager.
Everyone in the world knows that the emperor is a filial son, and the empress is also favored by the empress dowager because of her filial piety. Concubine Shu vaguely mentioned it in Shoukang Palace, saying that the emperor had not entered the harem for a month.
Concubine Chun and the others know it well, why don't they enter the harem? Only enter Changchun Palace!
The smile on the Queen Mother's lips faded.
Concubine Jia was overjoyed, the queen was going to die this time.
"Seventh elder brother is still young, the emperor loves me, and I have to see him every day. Not to mention the emperor, even the Ai family can't bear it!" The queen mother's clear and sharp eyes turned around Shu Pin, "I am sour and jealous Have you come to Ai's house?"
The tone was calm, but it made Shu Pin break out in a cold sweat, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
Not long after Concubine Shu entered the palace, she had some kind of grace earlier, but since the queen became pregnant, the palace she lived in has no difference from the cold palace. She came from a good family, and grew up pampered and pampered. After entering the palace, she was conferred the title of concubine for the first time, with high spirits. Concubine Shu thought, the queen mother will not tolerate the emperor favoring the queen alone!
The hall was quiet, and the empress only said with a gentle smile, "Emperor Niang, calm down."
After the greetings, Concubine Shu was punished by the queen mother for copying Buddhist scriptures. Long live God wanted to restrain her feet, but the queen persuaded her, and the concubines no longer dared to criticize the matter of doting alone.
On this day, Qianlong finished his dinner in Changchun Palace, and he and the empress teased Yong Cong, who turned over on the couch to go to school, his feet kicked and kicked, lying motionless like a little turtle.
Qianlong's face was full of smiles.
At this time, Wu Shulai reported softly outside the curtain: "The fourth elder brother is ill, and the concubine Jia invited the Lord Long Live to come over." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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