"Chief Steward Wang," The steward aunt of the Clothing Bureau stopped Wang De who had a slightly hurried expression, "The summer clothes that the Empress ordered us to make have been completed. This servant does not know when this servant will take the clothes to show niangniang."
"Clothes?" Wang De's steps paused and he instantly became alert, "You're right, we should let the Empress look at them. If there's anything she doesn't like, we can change it." If there was something to distract the Empress, it would be good.
"Have the servants pack up. After an hour, come with me to pay respects to the Empress."
"Yes."
The steward was happy. She hadn't thought that Steward Wang would be so easy to talk to.
In court, several trusted officials knew that His Majesty had been in a bad mood recently, so they wouldn't bother His Majesty with trivial matters. Fortunately, His Majesty wasn't an Emperor who would vent his anger on his officials because of personal matters. Therefore, some of the officials who didn't have good eyesight weren't punished. At most, they felt that His Majesty's expression was a bit ugly.
After court, several officials gathered in front of Ban Heng, wanting to get some information from Ban Heng. Even though the Ban Family didn't care much about court matters, they were still valued by His Majesty. Things that they didn't know, the Ban Family might know.
But who was Ban Heng? He had been the Emperor's younger brother by wife for so many years. What didn't he know? What didn't he know? Therefore, no matter what these people asked, he always pretended to be crazy and didn't reveal anything.
Other people only felt that the Ban Family was becoming more and more cunning. In reality, even Ban Heng didn't know what had happened to His Majesty in the past few days.
"Ban Marquis," A taijian walked in front of him with a smile, "His Majesty invites you to the Imperial Study for a chat."
Ban Heng raised an eyebrow. His Majesty wasn't in a good mood and had specially called him today. Did this have something to do with his sister? He felt it was strange but didn't show it on his face. He just nodded and said: "I'll go now."
"Marquis, please."
In the Imperial Study, after Rong Xia approved a few memorials, he put down the imperial brush and sighed with a worried face.
"Your Majesty, Marquis Minghe has arrived."
When Ban Heng had his coronation, Rong Xia had personally given him a name, Yong Shi. Later, when he married Yao Ling, Rong Xia had given the Ban Family another grace. That was to promote Ban Heng to be a first class marquis, titled Minghe. This meant that even if Ban inherited Ban Huai's title in the future, he would still be a Duke. If he had two sons, when those two sons grow up, they would inherit a title inherit. each title..
Everyone had seen the Emperor's favor for the Ban family. Just when they thought the Ban family could finally become prominent and extraordinary, just like the Shi family back then, the Ban family still didn't care about anything, idled around, and didn't care about anything. People couldn't help but sigh on behalf of Marshal Ban again. It was a pity that Marshal Ban had a lifetime of fame, but he had such a descendant. He was simply mud that couldn't be supported on the wall.
The Ban Family expressed that they were fine lying in the corner. Why did they have to climb the wall?
"Your Majesty," Ban Heng walked into the Imperial Study and greeted Rong Xia, "You didn't call me here to discuss government matters, right?"
"Sit first," Rong Xia smiled bitterly, "Zhen did something wrong to Huahua a few days ago and made her unhappy …"
"Your Majesty," Ban Heng's expression changed, "You favored other women?"
Rong Xia's expression froze and then he laughed, "How can the women in the palace compare to Huahua? How could zhen do such a thing? It's just that … I made her unhappy. Recently, she doesn't like to talk to zhen. "
"Oh," Ban Heng sighed in relief and waved his hand, "You've been married to my sister for ten years. Don't you know that she's amenable to coaxing but not coercion?"
"This matter … it was zhen's fault. Because of a moment of interest, I teased her once. Who knew that after so many years, she would find out," Rong Xia smiled bitterly, "I even forgot about it."
Ban Heng looked sympathetically at Rong Xia, "Then there's nothing I can do. I can only wait for her to cool down. Anyway, when I made my sister angry in the past, she usually just beat me up. You are the Emperor, she can't do anything to you no matter what … "His voice became softer and softer as he spoke. In the end, he looked at Rong Xia with uncertainty." Your Majesty, my sister … "
She really did anything to His Majesty?
"That's not true. Huahua has always had a sense of propriety," Rong Xia hurriedly said, "Tell zhen, is there anything Huahua likes?"
"Your Majesty, my sister has liked many things since she was young. But usually, whatever she likes, the family will find for her," Ban Heng said seriously, "I really don't know what she wants but can't get."
"That's good." Rong Xia put his hands behind his back. The smile on his face was like the warm sun in winter.
The two discussed in the imperial study for half an hour. In the end, they came to the conclusion that they should be submissive until Ban Han was happy.
The less things a woman had, the easier it was to be moved and cajoled. But if a woman didn't lack for anything since she was young, and her parents doted on her and her brothers loved her, then she wouldn't be easily moved by small favors. Rong Xia understood this, but he was glad that Huahua was such a woman.
If you loved someone, you would want them to be fine since they were young, and not suffer at all.
When Rong Xia returned to the inner palace, he found that the inner palace was very lively. Clothes and jewelry filled the room. The only person he didn't see was Huahua.
"Where's Niangniang?"
"Your Majesty, Niangniang left the palace two hours ago."
"Help zhen change clothes." Originally, Huahua had said that she would take him out of the palace to play. Unfortunately, he didn't even have a chance to enter the inner palace these days, let alone have Huahua take him out of the palace.
"Your Majesty, you are going out of the palace?" Wang De asked in a small voice.
"Yes," Rong Xia straightened his clothes, "zhen is going out to take a look."
In the teahouse, Ban Han sat leisurely at the table, listening to the storyteller below him tell a story. This storyteller held the current Emperor in high esteem. Of the five times he told a story, three of them were bragging about how powerful the current Emperor was.
"The sweet potatoes and noodles that everyone is using now were all brought back from overseas by His Majesty. It is said that one day, when His Majesty was in a dream, a divine dragon suddenly descended to the mortal world … "
"Since ancient times, who could be like His Majesty, who could provide us with ample food and clothing? Even if there was a great disaster, we would still have food to eat? Such an Emperor can't be found even in a thousand years. If it wasn't the Purple Star Emperor who descended to the mortal world, then what could it be? "
Ban Han heard that the more the storyteller boasted, the more miraculous it became. Something about people coming from all directions, the Purple Star Emperor descending to the mortal world, and the eternal Emperor. He boasted so much that even she, the Emperor's wife, blushed.
"Reward him with ten taels of silver."
Ban Han also wanted to reward him for his shameless spirit of flattering the Emperor.
"Yes."
"Guest, please come this way." A waiter led a man in a blue robe up the stairs. When the man saw Ban Han, he stopped.
Sensing that someone was looking at her, Ban Han turned her head to look back. She felt that the man not far away looked familiar. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Yan Zhen?"
Ten years ago, Yan Zhen was still a hothead with a white face and no beard. Now, he had a beard and fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. She almost didn't recognize who he was. Back then, she seemed to have heard someone around her mention that Yan Zhen had gone to another place to work. Since then, she hadn't heard any news about him.
"This official greets … Madam Huang." Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment, then he stepped forward and respectfully bowed to Ban Han.
They hadn't seen each other for ten years, but the woman in front of him seemed to have been treated well by time. She was still as beautiful as before. The moment he saw her, Yan Zhen thought of the red-clothed woman on horseback. She was so unrestrained and beautiful that even breathing a little heavier was blasphemy to her.
Ban Han couldn't help but laugh at the inexplicable title of "Madam Huang." She pointed to the table next to her and said, "Sit."
"Thank you, Madam." Laughter and cheers came from downstairs. The atmosphere was very lively, but Yan Zhen felt that it was unreasonably quiet. He carefully sat down on the chair and lowered his head. He didn't dare to look at Ban Han's face.
"Speaking of the wise and powerful Emperor, we have to mention our Empress. His Majesty is the Lord of Purple Star. The Empress is the reincarnation of the Phoenix of the Nine Heavens. There is a master who once said that the Empress and His Majesty were a pair in heaven … "
"Pfft." Ban Han couldn't help but laugh. She said to her subordinate, "This storyteller is a talent. The wife of the Lord of Purple Star is the Phoenix of the Nine Heavens. He has such a good brain. It's a waste to let him stay here. Find out his identity. If there is no problem, take him back and let him and His Majesty … "
She paused, curled her lips, and didn't say anything else.
"No need to take him back. I already heard." Rong Xia strode over and sat down next to Ban Han. "Huahua, did you miss me?"
Ban Han rolled her eyes and didn't want to talk to him.
"This subject greets Master Huang." Yan Zhen didn't dare to reveal Rong Xia's identity. The moment Rong Xia appeared, he hurriedly stood up and bowed.
"Yan Zhongzhen?" Rong Xia looked at Yan Zhen, then turned to look at Ban Han. "What a coincidence."
Ban Han lowered her head and drank her tea, ignoring him.
Yan Zhen stood with his hands cupped and his waist bent. He was no different from the dull and honest officials in court. Ten years ago, Yan Zhen had the courage to confess to the woman he liked. He would also impulsively protest against his parents by going on a hunger strike. He would even run to a woman's door and stand there like a fool. But ten years later, he didn't have such courage and absurdity. He was already thirty years old. Like everyone else in the officialdom, he knew what to do and what not to do.
When he was young, he didn't know what was important and had unlimited courage. Now that he had grown up, he didn't know whether to laugh at himself or sigh when he thought back to the past.
He stood on the side and watched as His Majesty gently coaxed the Empress. In the end, the Empress finally gave His Majesty a look. His Majesty was overjoyed. He grabbed the Empress's back and made a bunch of promises. His attitude was as humble as a young man chasing after his beloved woman.
His Majesty and the Empress had been married for more than ten years. How could he still coax the Empress like this?
He quietly stood on the side, as if he was a table or a chair in a teahouse. When the Emperor and the Empress stood up and prepared to return to the palace, he bowed and saluted. "Farewell, Master and Madame."
Ban Han wanted to turn around to look at him, but Rong Xia turned around and blocked her line of sight.
"Let's go back, okay?"
She poked Rong Xia's waist and snorted. But when Rong Xia held her hand, she didn't refuse.
Yan Zhen bowed and sent the two downstairs. It wasn't until the Emperor and the Empress entered the carriage that he dared to raise his head and take a closer look.
Then, he bowed again and stood with his head lowered, bowing towards the carriage.
"Master and Madame, please take care."
What happened in the past was in the past.
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