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Chapter 87

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Even though the mistress and mistress of Duan Wang Fu had already entered the palace, there was still a heavy guard. The passersby all knew that this was the residence that the new Emperor had lived in before he ascended the throne and were especially careful when they passed by.

Right now, even the paternal families of the qieshi of Duan Wang Fu had risen in status. Even though not many people went out of their way to curry favor, they were much more courteous to these people.

For the qieshi of Duan Wang Fu, it was a great surprise that wang ye could succeed the throne. Could the shiqie of a wang fu compare to the niangniang in the palace? What's more, they had all served the emperor before he ascended the throne, so their positions wouldn't be too low. At that time, even if the emperor didn't favor them enough, at least their positions would be passable, and they would be recorded in the history books. If it was the shiqie of a wang fu, after a hundred years, who would remember them?

But their excitement quickly passed. Wang fei was received into the palace at the same time that the Emperor entered the palace. After that, no imperial edicts came down. They watched as xiandi's coffin was sent to the Imperial Tomb, watched as the Emperor held the coronation, but there was still no one to receive them into the palace.

Feng Zi Jin and Han Qing He were anxious and decided to go find Jiang Yong Yu together. No matter what, Jiang Yong Yu was the one with the highest status out of all of them. But when the two of them walked into Jiang Yong Yu's yard, they were dumbstruck. The two of them had been burning with anxiety, but this one was sitting under the shade of a tree reading a book. In front of her was a cup of herbal tea, and behind her was a yahuan fanning her. She looked very contented.

Feng Zi Jin didn't like her calm demeanor and went forward to remark: "Jiang ce fei is really well-mannered. You aren't anxious even at this time."

Jiang Yong Yu closed the book and glanced at the two, "Meimei, please sit. It's such a hot day, why have you come to my place?"

The yahuan brought over two stools and placed them behind the two. Han Qing He was also anxious but she knew that Feng Zi Jin's words weren't right. She gave her thanks before smiling and sitting down: "These days, the Emperor and niangniang haven't been in the fu. I was slightly bored and wanted to come here to chat with jiejie."

Jiang Yong Yu knew that Han shi was also anxious to enter the palace. Although her words were prettier than Feng shi's, her thoughts were no less than Feng shi's. She raised a teacup and said: "These are tea leaves that niangniang specially had people bring over a few days ago. One sip will cool down the summer heat. Meimei, why don't you try some?"

Raising the teacup in front of her to take a sip, Han Qing He felt that the tea was slightly bitter, but after swallowing it, she did feel the heat in her heart dissipate slightly. She put down the teacup and smiled, saying: "The gifts that niangniang has bestowed are really good things. It can be seen that niangniang cares for jiejie." Of the four shiqie in the wang fu, Qu Qing Ju wasn't close to any of them, but she did treat Jiang Yong Yu better. Thinking about it, Han Qing He felt slightly regretful. If she had learned from Jiang Yong Yu and submitted to Qu Qing Ju, in the future, even if the Emperor didn't favor her, but with the Empress to rely on, her days would be much better.

Hearing that Han shi's words were purposefully trying to curry favor with her, Jiang Yong Yu smiled faintly: "Niangniang treats us all the same. Meimei is joking." Finishing, she looked at Feng Zi Jin, "Meimei also came to talk to me?"

"I won't beat around the bush. I just want to ask you, do you know when we will enter the palace?" Feng Zi Jin didn't even look at the tea on the table. She impatiently waved the fan in her hand, "Don't say such empty words. Are we going to be ignored by niangniang like this?"

"When we enter the palace, it's up to the Emperor and niangniang. How would I know?" Jiang Yong Yu looked at the fan in Feng Zi Jin's hand. The surface of the fan was painted with large red peonies. Her lips curled as she said, "In the future, the affairs of the palace will be chaotic. It has only been a month since xiandi passed away. The Emperor and niangniang are both in grief. How can we cause trouble for the Emperor and niangniang?"

Feng Zi Jin glanced at the smile on Jiang Yong Yu's face. She snorted: "Jiang ce fei is really magnanimous. If that's the case, I'll leave." She stood and snorted, "If you have the guts, don't enter the palace." Finishing, she angrily stormed out of the side yard.

Han Qing He laughed dryly as she held a cup of tea. She looked at Feng Zi Jin's back, "Feng yiniang's personality is still like this."

"If she enters the palace with this personality, she will suffer," Jiang Yong Yu was used to Feng Zi Jin's conduct. She calmly turned her head to say to her, "We are the elders that have served the Emperor. Sooner or later, someone will take us into the palace. There is no rush. The people in the palace are changing. The mistresses of the palaces are moving. We aren't the principal wives, what right do we have to enter the palace as early as niangniang? "

"Jiejie is a rare understanding person. Meimei has learned," Han Qing He smiled as she responded, "Niangniang is virtuous and will definitely arrange everything." She might have been the first woman to serve wang ye, but in front of Jiang Yong Yu, she could only call her jiejie. Thinking that she was going to enter the palace soon, she felt uneasy. She didn't know what position the Emperor would give her. She was the lowest of the four, so her position would be the lowest.

Thinking about it, her original excitement dissipated. She said to Jiang Yong Yu: "Of the four of us, my birth is the lowest. Even Luo meimei had a jiujiu that died of illness. What can I have?" Thinking about her father's eighth-grade official position, it was an official, but in reality, it couldn't even compare to the gatekeeper of the wang fu.

"Meimei, don't think that way. We all serve the Emperor. Is the Emperor going to rank us based on our paternal family?" Jiang Yong Yu comforted, "It's not right to think that way."

Han Qing He instantly reacted. Niangniang didn't even have her paternal family. She couldn't say such things. Thinking about it, she instantly said: "I was wrong."

"That's right. As long as a person can think, there's no obstacle they can't overcome," Just as Jiang Yong Yu finished speaking, she saw a steward of the wang fu run in with a face full of joy. Once he arrived in front of them, he bowed and announced, "Zhuzi, the Emperor's Imperial Edict has come to receive zhuzi into the palace."

Jiang Yong Yu counted the days. Today was the thirty-second day of xiandi's passing. This time was the most suitable time to enter the palace.

She looked in the direction of the Imperial Palace and sighed. Everything had been packed long ago, just waiting for this Imperial Edict to come.

Because xiandi had passed away, the new Emperor had succeeded the throne, and the weather was good. No one had come to disgust He Heng. The only thing that made him unhappy was probably the imperial censor who had said that Qu Qing Ju's status wasn't worthy of being empress.

His face was calm as he finished listening to the imperial censor's words. He sneered: "Based on what you say, if all the men in the world abandon their wives because their paternal family has done something wrong, then how can a wife who has gone through hardships not leave the hall? Or, in Imperial Censor Qin's heart, a wife can be abandoned at will. " He heavily slapped the armrest of the dragon chair, pointing angrily at the imperial censor, "Such a heartless and ungrateful person, how can he be the imperial censor of my Da Long Dynasty? If all the imperial censors in the world were like you, then what friendship would there be in my Da Long Dynasty!"

"Emperor!" Imperial Censor Qin hadn't thought that the Emperor would speak so harshly. His legs softened and he knelt down, "Emperor, wang fei might be Emperor's wife, but she has such an unworthy elder, how can she be the mother of the world?"

"Qin da ren's words mean that the women of my Tian Family are unworthy?" Tian Jin Ke took a step forward, his voice sorrowful as he said, "Emperor, this official's meimei might not be an extraordinary woman, but she was careful in her speech and actions, intelligent and virtuous. In her early years, her life might have been harmed by a heartless person, but how could she be called unworthy? Please, Emperor, give this official's meimei justice!"

Everyone knew that Imperial Censor Qin was referring to the original Duke of Chang De and Liang shi, but Tian Jin Ke's meimei was wang fei's birth mother. Imperial Censor Qin was giving this weakness to someone else.

"Emperor, this official thinks that wang fei's birth mother had been personally praised by Xiao Ci Gong Empress. From childhood, she had been taught by the Marquis of Xiang Qing. She is a virtuous and kind person. She is also the Emperor's wife and the best choice for the empress position. Wang fei was the victim of the crimes of the Qu shi. Imperial Censor Qin not only doesn't sympathize, but slandered wang fei's reputation. It really is absurd. Please, Emperor, punish this person heavily and give Tian da ren justice. " Luo Chang Qing's face was also grave as he stood out. Xiao Ci Gong Empress was xiandi's deceased mother. Luo Chang Qing bringing her up was to elevate Qu Tian shi's status.

"This subject agrees!" Wei Wen Guang stood out.

"This subject di agrees!" He Ming also stood out.

"This subject agrees!"

Every official present could see the affection the Emperor had for wang fei. Even more, Duan Wang Fei had the support of the Tian Family. This Imperial Censor Qin was a member of the scholarly Qin Clan. How could he do such a stupid thing?

"Come, take away this person's official position. He will never be hired again in this life." He Heng looked coldly at Imperial Censor Qin's pale face. In a heavy voice, he said, "Scholars should first cultivate their hearts. Otherwise, no matter how much they read, if they lose their emotions, it's useless. There is no need to discuss the matter of the empress. Zhen will only have Qu shi as empress in this life, and no other! "

The front part was fine, but when everyone heard "no other", they paused and then knelt down in unison, declaring: "Emperor is a person who values relationships and righteousness. This subject will follow his example."

Looking in satisfaction at the officials kneeling below him, He Heng stood and ordered: "Court dismissed!"

Everyone knelt as they watched the Emperor leave before slowly standing up. Many people started to praise the virtue of the Emperor. Presumably, after today, the men in Da Long Dynasty that favoured the qie and neglected the wife would lessen, and the men that respected the wife would increase.

Even Tian Jin Ke hadn't thought that the Emperor would make such a heavy promise in front of all the civil and military officials. He almost didn't believe that the Emperor would decide to only have his niece as his empress in this life.

"Virtuous son-in-law, shall we go together?" Luo Chang Qing smiled as he walked in front of Tian Jin Ke, reaching out to pat his shoulder.

"Father-in-law, please," Tian Jin Ke raised his hands in a gesture of invitation, half a step behind Luo Chang Qing.

Luo Chang Qing didn't persist. The two slowly walked out of the Great Hall. He commented: "I had heard before that niangniang and Rui Wang Fei didn't have a good relationship. Looking at it today, it really isn't a rumor."

Tian Jin Ke jerked the corner of his mouth, "Father-in-law is right."

But the Qin Family was too ugly this time. He smiled in a good mood. No matter what, if the Emperor treated his niece like this, his meimei, who had died early, could finally rest in peace.

"Emperor," Qian Chang Xin looked at the ugly expression on the Emperor's face and carefully held out a cup of tea.

"Qin shi!" He Heng swung the teacup onto the ground, his voice heavy, "It seems that zhen's san di's fu still doesn't have enough servants."

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