No matter how hard Noble Lady Yuan thought about it, she could not understand how the Lu Family could pull in Feng Yu Heng as a helper. Originally, she thought that the Lu Family was already a lamp that had run out of oil. In addition to this, she had heard about the matters of the previous court. The Emperor had always been indifferent to the Lu Family. Although he was the left prime minister, Lu Song did not have too many accomplishments in court. In addition to this, he had been in office for less than a year. That was why his position and power in court could not compare to Feng Jin Yuan, who had been the left prime minister for many years. She had originally wanted to give up on the chess piece that was the Lu Family; however, who knew that this sort of strange thing would happen.
Noble Lady Yuan asked Yue Xiu: "The letter and portrait that I sent to the South, did you follow my instructions and send them as they were?"
Upon hearing this, Yue Xiu became a little anxious and immediately kneeled on the ground: "Imperial Concubine, please understand! This servant does not dare lie to Imperial Concubine in the slightest. Everything was sent as it was, and the person who sent the letter was someone that we can definitely trust. It was sent by His Highness the eighth prince. There was definitely no mistake on this matter. "
Noble Lady Yuan reached out to help her up and scolded: "Get up and speak. There are many people coming and going. Let's talk while walking. Don't call me imperial concubine anymore. I am no longer imperial concubine. "
Yue Xiu also felt uncomfortable and helplessly said: "After so many years, I've become accustomed to being called imperial concubine. Now, however, it's suddenly changed back to young master. You've been in the palace for so many years. Hasn't this been a waste?"
Noble Lady Yuan snorted coldly, "It wasn't a waste. I still have Mo 'er. I can endure the current grievances. As long as there comes a day when Mo' er ascends to the throne, what would this matter?"
Yue Xiu nodded, "That's right. Master, thinking like this is correct. As long as His Highness the eighth prince does not fall, we still have hope."
While the two spoke, they returned to the tent; however, they still could not figure out what was going on with the letter that had been sent to the Eighth Prince's tent. They could only give up for the time being.
As for Feng Yu Heng, she did not return to her own tent. Halfway there, she turned around and brought her two servants toward Emperor Tianwu's tent. The two of them had just put on a show together on the hunting ground. Now that the curtain was about to close, she should at least show her face and discuss with him.
Sure enough, when Feng Yu Heng arrived, she heard Tianwu say to Zhang Yuan, "Look, I told you that Heng Zheng would definitely come. Look, she came just as we were talking."
Zhang Yuan glared at him, then said to Feng Yu Heng with a smile: "Junzhu, you're finally here. The Emperor has been talking about you for a long time."
"Heng Zheng is also thinking about fuhuang. See, I just picked up some good tea and hurriedly brought it over for fuhuang." Feng Yu Heng smiled and bowed to Tianwu. Then, she was granted a seat and was served tea by a palace servant. Only then did she see that Zhang Yuan had dismissed all the unnecessary people in the tent. Thus, she reached into her sleeve and took out a jar of Bi Luo Chun from her space: "The tea that was sent to the palace last time for fuhuang should be almost finished. Heng brought another jar for fuhuang to taste."
Zhang Yuan went forward and took the jar of tea. Looking at the strange characters on it, he said to himself: "These characters are different from the ones that were sent to the palace last time. This servant can recognize a few of them. The three characters in the middle are Nian Bi Luo Chun, right?" The three words Bi Luo Chun were written in both traditional and simplified Chinese, thus Zhang Yuan naturally recognized them. In regards to this sort of arrangement from right to left, he had learned a bit from Feng Yu Heng with the Emperor. Now, he was not too unfamiliar with reading it. However, there were some characters that had been simplified, so he couldn't recognize them. However, he was able to guess most of them. "It seems like the Persian characters aren't that different from our Dashun." He muttered to himself. As he spoke, he showed the jar of tea to Tianwu.
Feng Yu Heng quickly explained to Zhang Yuan and Tianwu: "These characters were created by my master. He lived in Dashun for many years and combined them with the Dashun characters to create a set of simpler characters. They aren't the real Persian characters. The real Persian characters are very different from our characters. Even if they speak, we won't be able to understand them. " As she spoke, she sighed inwardly. Sure enough, one lie needed to be covered up with ten lies. She used to call him a Persian master, but now, she had to pull him up whenever she encountered something. It was also a brain job.
Speaking of which, Dashun also had tea, but most of it was stir-fried tea. The more advanced method of drying tea hadn't been mastered in this era, so the stir-fried tea had to be boiled. The boiled tea was on the strong side, so the original fragrance of the tea had been seriously damaged. After entering the mouth, the taste was very bad. Most of it couldn't be considered enjoyable.
Of course, this was for people like Feng Yu Heng who were used to drinking good tea from the future. For people of this era, the tea that the imperial family could drink was already of the highest quality. They didn't feel that it was a kind of torture. However, ever since Feng Yu Heng couldn't stand the taste of Dashun's tea and started to take out good tea from her space to improve the taste of Emperor Tianwu and the people close to her, Emperor Tianwu also started to be unable to accept the original stir-fried tea.
"It's different from last time." Tianwu said as he studied it. "Heng Heng, you're still the most considerate! There's only a little left of the pot of tea from last time. Xiao Yuan said that it could at most be brewed two more times, so he wasn't willing to bring it over. However, Zhen enjoyed that tea very much. Is there no more? Is this Biluochun good? Compared to last time's tea called … Longjing, right, Longjing, which one is better? "
Feng Yu Heng smiled and told him, "Both of them are of the highest quality. The method of making them is very different from Dashun's. Similarly, it doesn't need to be boiled. It only needs to be brewed with water that isn't too hot. As for the taste and fragrance, the Longjing tea that Imperial Father drank last time has a fragrance similar to orchids and beans, while the Biluochun tea's fragrance is closer to the fragrance of tea and fruit. Of course, there's also a type of Biluochun tea that is close to the fragrance of chestnuts, but that kind of tea that Heng Heng doesn't have on hand. As for which one is better, that will depend on Imperial Father's taste. Or if you like both, then it's not bad to drink them on a daily basis. "
While she was speaking, Zhang Yuan had already ordered someone to brew the tea. Tianwu was so happy that he wasn't reserved at all. He laughed loudly and praised Feng Yu Heng while laughing, "Old Ninth always said that he met you in the mountains. In Zhen's opinion, you're simply a fairy that he picked up from the mountains! Ever since Zhen drank the tea you brought over, Zhen doesn't want to touch the best tea in the palace anymore. It's simply unpalatable. "
Feng Yu Heng nodded and said without hesitation, "Indeed, it's unpalatable. Back in the northwest, I was used to drinking the tea that Master gave me. When I returned to the capital and drank the tea that was brewed, I almost vomited after the first sip!"
The two discussed the tea for a while. Tianwu tasted the Biluochun tea that was newly brewed by the palace servants. Sure enough, it was just as Feng Yu Heng said. The fragrance was different, but it had to be compared to the Longjing tea. He was a bit hesitant. He only felt that both types were good and couldn't be better. Thus, he agreed with Feng Yu Heng's second opinion, "Let's drink it one by one. Zhen likes both types."
Feng Yu Heng knew that this would be the result, so she smiled and said, "Then when we return, Heng Heng will send some Longjing tea to Imperial Father into the palace." She picked up the teacup and took a sip. After putting it down, she finally brought up the main topic of the day, "Imperial Father, in regards to the marriage between His Highness the eighth prince and the Lu Family's young miss, has Imperial Father truly thought it through?"
Tianwu ignored her and took a few more gulps from the teacup. After that, he ordered Zhang Yuan to continue. Only then did he have some free time to discuss it with Feng Yu Heng, saying: "There's nothing to think about. We have too many sons, and all of them are restless. Even their imperial concubine mothers are restless. Since this marriage was personally chosen by his imperial concubine mother, We will help it out. It's not that big of a deal. "
Feng Yu Heng reminded him: "But Imperial Father clearly knows that the Lu Family's daughter was not chosen by Noble Lady Yuan. That was just the result of His Ninth Highness secretly swapping her out. As for the one that Noble Lady Yuan truly chose, it was Fu Ya from the Yao family's other courtyard."
"Isn't that even better?" Tianwu shrugged and said: "We trust that Ming has his own reasons for doing things. Along the way, he stole Noble Lady Yuan's letter and portrait and immediately had someone at his side copy the handwriting to change the name of the Lu Family's daughter. Why didn't he change it to someone else? This means that Ming felt that changing it to someone from the Lu Family would be more interesting, and it would be able to deal a blow to them. That's why We will help him out. "
Feng Yu Heng had no choice but to sigh. Regardless of whether it was the imperial family or a normal family, it was inevitable that there would be some bias after having too many children. But as an emperor, for him to be able to bias one of his sons to this degree was truly a miracle. But she did not believe that Emperor Tianwu's actions were wrong. After all, over the years, she had come to understand the temperaments of the princes. Even old sixth and Eighth Brother, who she interacted with the least, were not completely unheard of. For example, the Eighth Brother was able to quell the chaos in the South, which meant that he had the ability, but he had formed his own clique over there and set up a small court in the South. In addition to this, he had Noble Lady Yuan as his birth mother in the palace. This sort of person would have a hard time handling the big picture. When it came to the country, he did not have enough weight.
On the contrary, although Xuan Tianming was usually willful and reckless, he was never careless when it came to the matters of the country. He did not do it for his own personal gain, and he did not do it for his own benefit. Moreover, there was also her backing him. Emperor Tianwu was not an idiot. No matter how carefully she tried to hide it, Emperor Tianwu would always have his own methods. He would also carefully observe the Empress that he had chosen as the next ruler. Feng Yu Heng trusted that although Tianwu did not understand her too well, it was enough for him to understand that with Xuan Tianming at his side, she would be a great help to Dashun. That was why this Emperor had stopped thinking about the matter of the throne long ago. At the same time, all of the sons that coveted the throne were messes that he would do everything he could to help Xuan Tianming clean up.
"Father Emperor's love for his country is something that Heng Qing admires." She spoke from the bottom of her heart: "For His Ninth Highness to be able to have a father like you and for the Dashun court to be able to have a ruler like you, it is better than having a magnificent army."
"Hah!" Tianwu waved his hand, "For old ninth to be able to have a wife like you, that is better than having a magnificent army." Sure enough, he knew a bit more about Feng Yu Heng's little secrets. "It's just that We met old ninth's mother too late. Otherwise, We would not have married any of the first eight. Having too many wives would cause a ruckus! "
To the side, Zhang Yuan could not help but sigh when he heard this, "What a pity! The imperial family always needs to have more children. This is a rule set by our ancestors. "
Inside the tent, as they were talking, they suddenly heard the sound of frantic footsteps coming from outside. Very quickly, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and the person that rushed in was the eldest prince, Xuan Tian Qi.
Tianwu was stunned. The eldest prince had never been so unruly. Now that he had rushed in, he hoped that something big had not happened!
Even Feng Yu Heng stood up from her chair, as the eldest prince knelt on the ground and urgently said: "Father Emperor, nephew Feiyu went to play in the forest and was bitten by a small beast. That small beast that bit him was … … "
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