Chapter 469: Winter Solstice Again

Emperor Jingming left Yuquan Palace with his sleeves thrown away, leaving the concubine Xian concubine heartbroken.
The emperor was really angry for the courage of the old seventh, and the anger was on her.
This evil obstacle was born to collect debts!
Back in the bedroom, Emperor Jingming was depressed and asked Pan Hai, "How about King Yan in the clan residence?"
"Returning to the emperor, the prince reacted calmly and honestly stayed with a vacant room."
"What about the rest?"
"Several princes have successively visited King Yan..."
Emperor Jingming glanced at Pan Hai: "There is no movement in King Yan's Mansion?"
Pan Hai then grasped what Emperor Jingming meant: The emperor was worried about his unborn grandson, and he was embarrassed to be seen out.
"Princess Yan sent her maid to give King Yan a meal, a total of 18 dishes, and King Yan ate all of them."
Emperor Jingming curled his lips: "You can really eat it."
Pan Hai smiled and said yes.
Emperor Jingming tapped his finger on the armrest of the chair: "It didn't make any noise, nor did he enter the palace to intercede, the food for Lao Qi was quite rich..."
It seems that the seventh wife is very calm.
Think about it, too, when I was not out of the cabinet, it was retiring and a lawsuit for my sister, and the storm came...
Emperor Jingming suddenly felt that this daughter-in-law had chosen well.
It's not that the small family members are all trivial things. As a royal daughter-in-law, you must be able to calm down and withstand wind and rain. He should have a princess like this to help him with his irritable and straightforward temperament.
Emperor Jing Ming breathed a sigh of relief, his expression relaxed.
Pan Hai looked coldly, and had a new understanding of Princess Yan's position in Emperor Jingming's heart.
King Yan is lucky, and it seems that he will be released when he comes back from the Winter Solstice Festival.
"Go to Kunning Palace and say, I will use it for dinner."
Pan Haidao said yes, and immediately sent someone to Cining Palace to spread the word.
The queen was in a good mood.
The emperor came more diligent, and he had a face as a queen.
Of course, even if the emperor does not come, she is still a queen. If those Yingying and Yanyan dare to be presumptuous in front of her, they will not be wrong.
This is the confidence to be a queen.
The queen knew very well that although the emperor didn't like her much, he absolutely respected her as a wife.
"Tell the small kitchen to prepare well. The emperor loves to eat fish lips with dragon beard noodles, remember to do it." The queen ordered to go down, and her heart moved.
In recent years, the emperor has rarely used two meals in a row at Kunning Palace. Today, it is really abnormal.
After pondering what Emperor Jingming had said at noon, the queen recalled: Is this the emperor who is worried about being pregnant?
The queen who understood it laughed blankly.
The emperor's love for face is not easy to express, so she does it for her, and she also expresses her heart.
Hearing that the queen sent her servant to send tonics to the Yan Palace, Emperor Jingming took a sip of tea with satisfaction.
After all, the queen is much better than the concubine, and the world of mother rites is not in vain.
Well, he can look forward to the rare days of prosperity all year round.
Soon it was the eve of the winter solstice.
Xu Shi Yu Jin was punished and shocked the princes, and these few days have been calm.
Emperor Jingming was in a good mood and raised his foot to Fei Yang.
Although the Three Thousand Princesses of the Harem is a bit exaggerated, there are indeed many concubines, among which Concubine Yang is Emperor Jingming's favorite concubine in the past two years.
However, since the death of Concubine Yang's brother last year, Concubine Yang has complained a lot about Emperor Jingming. As soon as Emperor Jingming saw the crying concubine, the number of visits was less.
Emperor Jingming was a lover, and he still missed it a bit over time.
On the stone steps outside Furong Palace, there was a beauty holding a lantern.
The woman's figure is a little thin, and her moon-white skirt is lined with the crow's bun, as if she is flying away at any time.
"I have seen the emperor." Concubine Yang bent her knees slightly, and the palace lantern with orange lights shook slightly.
Emperor Jingming held Concubine Yang's hand.
Fingertips are cold.
"Why wait outside?" Emperor Jingming asked Concubine Yang as he walked in.
Concubine Yang lowered her eyes and said softly: "Light up the emperor."
"It's the same with the maidservant."
Concubine Yang smiled slightly: "It's different."
Emperor Jingming looked at Concubine Yang, and saw a soft smile on her thin face, and he was moved and thankful.
After all, it didn't make any noise anymore, it seemed that he was no longer angry.
Last year, Concubine Yang's brother died at the Beijing Suburb Station. It was the newly appointed Shuntian Mansion Yin Zhen Shicheng who solved the case. Since then, Concubine Yang has had trouble with him.
After some warmth, Emperor Jingming put on his clothes and wanted to leave. Concubine Yang encircled Emperor Jingming's waist and begged: "My lord, can you take your concubines on the trip tomorrow?"
"I want to go out?"
Concubine Yang bit her lip and nodded: "Well, since I entered the palace, I have never had a chance to leave the palace. Even my elder brother has passed away..."
Emperor Jingming nodded softly.
In the winter solstice, the queen, concubine and other people would go with them.
"Thank you, the emperor."
Concubine Yang carried the palace lantern and sent Emperor Jingming out the door.
The sky was freezing cold, and Emperor Jing Ming glanced back in the night.
The beauty held the lamp, her expression dim.
"The emperor, be careful of your steps." Pan Hai reminded in a low voice.
Emperor Jingming turned his head and strode forward.
Pan Hai and several servants followed, and soon disappeared into the night.
Fei Yang turned around and entered the bedroom.
Before dawn the next day, both inside and outside the palace were busy going out and offering sacrifices to the heavens, but the Yan Palace was still shrouded in tranquility.
Jiang Si actually woke up early, staring at the silver hook on the top of the tent in a daze.
The winter solstice is here.
After this day, I don't know how many people's lives will undergo earth-shaking changes.
"Master, you are awake." Ah Qiao walked over in his clothes and gently rolled up the bed sheet.
Jiang Si smiled: "It's still early, you can lie down for a while."
Ah Qiao smiled and said: "You are all awake, there is no reason for the maidservant to be snooze. Do you lie down for a while or get up to wash?"
"Let's wash up later." Nestled in the warm and soft quilt, Jiang seemed lazy and didn't want to move.
"Did you bring the words for the second son yesterday?"
"Brought it here." Ah Qiao nodded, feeling a little strange.
The master has asked this question several times since yesterday, and it seems that people who are pregnant are unstable.
Jiang Si smiled at ease.
The warmth of the bed was drowsy, and she soon fell asleep again.
Upon seeing this, Ah Qiao put the bed net down again and quit with light steps.
The doctor said that pregnant people are lethargic, and it is true.
The cold wind outside the house was piercing, and a long dragon-like team slowly walked outside the city against the darkness that had not been dissipated by the dawn.
A team of guards wearing brocade uniforms holding flags, canopies and other ceremonial guards walked forward, making the entire silent team appear extremely solemn.
When we arrived at the place of worship on Cuiluo Mountain in the suburbs of Beijing, it was the time when the sky was bright.
When it was auspicious, Emperor Jingming led the imperial family and officials, civil and military officials, to worship the sky together, in order to make the coming year smooth and the people happy.
After that, according to the customary banquet in the palace.
When the silk and bamboo were cut and the spring was in the hall, snow was floating outside.