On the day when Emperor Jianwen was going to visit the cult, Yao Ji slept until noon before getting up.
The woman's beauty has a lot to do with her complexion, so she slept for a while and nourished her energy, got up, washed and ate some light food, and then sat down in front of the dressing table, letting her servant Xiaoyue serve Jingxin's dressing.
Although I haven't seen Emperor Jianwen for many years, Yao Ji knows this person.
Zhu Yunwen has had many literati around him since he was a child. Influenced by the sacred, he himself is also a literati.
The literati of the Ming Dynasty liked simple and elegant, and did not like to be too flamboyant and enthusiastic.
Therefore, the clothes Yao Ji chose today are also made of white as the base and light red gauze. The sleeves and skirt embroidery are embroidered with very thin gold threads, which looks simple, elegant, bright and noble.
Xiaoyue was combing her hair. She picked up a peach blossom ornament and placed it gently on her forehead, then looked carefully at the mirror.
At this moment, Xiaoyue behind her whispered: Chunmei is protecting the sect outside the door, and she may want to see the leader.
Yao Ji said softly without looking back: If you have anything to do, let her come in.
After a while, Yao Ji saw a white shadow coming in from the door through the bronze mirror.
The young woman named Chunmei walked in quietly, bent down behind Yao Ji and whispered: The person sent out has received the emperor and sent back a message that the "Crown Prince" was also here.
When Yao Ji heard this, she immediately thought that it must be the idea of Queen Ma to let the prince follow Zhu Yunwen down.
It seems that we should pay more attention to etiquette today. If we are rude in details, the prince will definitely say bad things and will go back to tell Queen Ma.
Thinking of this, Yao Ji just replied: I understand, follow the pre-arrangement, don’t have any accidents, and bring people to the main hall.
yes.Chunmei responded and exited the room.
Yao Ji then put down the peach blossom yellow flower and said casually that the peach blossoms were too bright. Then she picked up a small white plum blossom, but did not stick it to the middle of her forehead. She placed the hairline on the left forehead and gently pressed it. The black and white contrast color of the hairline suddenly had a little more colorful embellishment, which was a little more lively but not ostentatious.
She picked up a piece of prepared rouge paper on the dressing table again, put it carefully in her mouth, and gently pursed her upper and lower lips.
Seeing her actions in the mirror, she suddenly felt familiar, as if she had seen such a scene somewhere, but after thinking about it for a while, she couldn't remember it.
However, those brides who are about to get married should do this with such careful actions.
Perhaps it is because I have to adjust my emotions today and try to calm and relax, my mood has become extra sensitive.
Yao Ji recalled that she had never been a bride in her life. Zhu Yunwen, who was still the emperor more than 20 years ago, came to her fortune. She was just a palace maid and was dragged to the bedroom in a daze. It was just a hasty thing.
She remembered that when she tried to approach the temptation of the emperor, her idea was very simple. Women who had received the honor of the emperor and even favored him could receive countless benefits such as status, status, property and other rewards. Such women seemed to be arrogant and domineering in front of other palace maids, and no one dared to bully him. So she understood that as long as she was favored by someone, she could have everything and not be bullied or wronged.
But when luck comes, her only memory is pain, because she is young and has no idea about men and women. She is in despair and fear and the feeling of being unable to resist. Later, she accidentally became pregnant and gave birth in conspiracy and pain.
Where can I have any memories of being a bride in the past?
So at this moment, when she was pasting rouge paper in front of the mirror, she suddenly felt like she was a bride.
This may be to make up for a regret in my heart.
At this time, Yao Ji smiled alone and thought to herself: How old is she, she is still daydreaming like a little daughter.
She looked back at Xiaoyue, and Xiaoyue hurriedly lowered her head timidly and carefully took care of her black hair.
Although this young slave, although his appearance and intelligence are far inferior to Yao Ji, she still has the opportunity to be a bride.
……
By the afternoon, the guest had already entered the mountain. Yao Ji did not go down the mountain to greet him, but just waited at the gate of the yard with the four major escorts.
Because the connection between the Cultist vanguard and the Jianwen party members is a high-level secret, it cannot be known to everyone.
Although the cult ban is the sphere of influence of Zhu Yunwen's remnants, he is a loser and has lost the honor of the emperor, so naturally he cannot be so particular in etiquette and pomp.
After waiting in the sun for a long time, Yao Ji's face was sweating. She felt that the carefully dressed rouge might have been a little too tired. The sun made her lazy mind a little dizzy, and her mood gradually became impetuous.
The first time I met in more than 20 years, the makeup was gorgeous. Yao Ji felt bad, but now she didn't dare to go back and repair it. She would come up later. If she found out that she was not waiting for greeting at the door, wouldn't she be very rude?
She then thought that when she was performing a dance later, she would go in and change her clothes and come out, and she would have the opportunity to tidy up her appearance.
The dance was rehearsed by Fang Ling, a famous prostitute in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. She practiced the wonderful dance for many days. She was very confident and would be amazed by the show.
Only Zhu Yunwen was qualified to watch Yao Ji's dances on stage.
A group of people finally appeared under the misty waterfall and gradually approached.
Yao Ji looked from a distance and could no longer recognize Zhu Yunwen's appearance, so she could only guess from the crowd.
Apart from the two people in the ward off the cult who came with him, there were five men left: two of them were over thirty years old, like guards; the other was older, with a tiger back and a big beard, and the appearance of the martial artist could not be Zhu Yunwen; the other was younger and more capable, less than thirty years old...
The last person with gray hair and tall scholar's appearance attracted Yao Ji's attention. She looked carefully and found that her appearance was a little similar to that in her memory.
Her heart sank: Why is the emperor completely an old man?
As expected, Zhu Yunwen is less than fifty years old, but she doesn't want to be so old... The torture of failure is really too urging people to age.
On the contrary, Yao Ji is not old because of her maintenance and rest. She looks very young after dressing up and can’t even see her age.
Comparing with each other, I was originally from the same era, but now it seems like I am a generation away.
Thinking about the time in the Forbidden City of Nanjing, Zhu Yunwen was also a handsome man and noble young emperor in his twenties. The years have really changed so much.
Yao Ji felt a sense of vicissitudes and desolation. When Zhu Yunwen approached, she knelt down in front of the door with the four great sages, bowed her head and bowed: I, Yao Ji, welcomed the emperor.
At this time, Zhu Yunwen's eyes really lit up, and he showed a sense of surprise, and he seemed to be happy in his words: Please get up quickly.
After saying that, he went forward to help Yao Ji in person.
When his hand slightly touched Yao Ji's elbow, Yao Ji felt a sense of resistance. She wondered why her legal man had a rotten smell.
Yao Ji thought with some blame, perhaps it was because of the secular mentality. If Jianwen was still the emperor who held the power of life and death, would he still resist like this?
She felt a little sympathy for Zhu Yunwen for a moment: because this man didn't know yet, he couldn't even grasp his concubine's heart.
Emperor Jianwen was old, and Yao Ji realized that she had also lost her dreams and hopes, and this was the only reality.
Concealed by her exquisite and gorgeous appearance, she has a heart that is gradually pale and aging. How long can the beauty she has temporarily retained?
As Zhu Yunwen's concubine, his identity cannot be changed, and he cannot withstand the troubles. Everything is old and loses vitality and hope.
In order to have a foothold and a place to live in the world, Yao Ji found that she had to compete for favor for this failed and corrupt old man.
She raised her head and pretended to smile. No one could understand the secret of her eyes. She said: Thank you, Your Majesty.
Then he stood up softly and invited Zhu Yunwen and others to enter the hall.
Zhu Yunwen sat in the upper position, which was where Yao Ji usually issued orders in the sect, and the others took the seat in the next place.
Yao Ji said happily: I have prepared a delicious wine to welcome the emperor.
Zhu Yunwen nodded, unable to stop his eyes from the beautiful figure below, and couldn't help but say: Yao Ji comes up and sit next to me.
Yao Ji chuckled and said: I don’t dare. When the queen finds out, she is afraid that she will say that I am arrogant.
After hearing this, Zhu Yunwen looked at the crown prince Zhu Wenkui in the seat, and then stopped insisting and silent.After a while, he asked: Where is the third prince?
The so-called third prince should refer to Zhang Ning. Although Zhu Yunwen has long been an emperor, they have never recognized the legal and politeness of the current regime, and he was originally Zhu Yuanzhang's grandson, so he still used the word "huang" habitually on some occasions.
A trace of melancholy flashed across Yao Ji's face, and she knelt down to the ground and said carefully: He had come to the General Assembly a few days ago to wait for the emperor, but found that he was targeted by the government's secret whistle, and his identity might be exposed, and he was very critical, so he rushed back to deal with the matter and could not pay homage to his father as promised.I apologize to the emperor on his behalf.
As expected, Zhu Yunwen's face suddenly showed displeasure.
Of course he would not be happy. No matter what the reason was, his son dared not come. He felt more or less provoked, not only authority but also Chang Gang of the father and son.
Fortunately, the believers came to deliver wine and food at this time, and the people were shaking in the hall, which slightly relieved the cold atmosphere.
The food and food were placed on everyone's food, but everyone did not move. Yao Ji did not take a seat, but just stood on the upper side.
Zhu Yunwen looked back and said: You guys have lunch before you can get on the way.
Everyone then thanked him, and when Zhu Yunwen picked up the chopsticks, they raised them one after another.
When Zhu Yunwen saw that there was a drink in front of him, he felt a little dry, so he said: Give me a wine, everyone drinks a cup together.
Everyone picked up their glasses and said a few auspicious words before drinking them one after another.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, I suddenly heard a thud, and everyone looked sideways in the voice, and saw Prince Zhu Wenkui lying on the seat, covering his stomach.
The woman's beauty has a lot to do with her complexion, so she slept for a while and nourished her energy, got up, washed and ate some light food, and then sat down in front of the dressing table, letting her servant Xiaoyue serve Jingxin's dressing.
Although I haven't seen Emperor Jianwen for many years, Yao Ji knows this person.
Zhu Yunwen has had many literati around him since he was a child. Influenced by the sacred, he himself is also a literati.
The literati of the Ming Dynasty liked simple and elegant, and did not like to be too flamboyant and enthusiastic.
Therefore, the clothes Yao Ji chose today are also made of white as the base and light red gauze. The sleeves and skirt embroidery are embroidered with very thin gold threads, which looks simple, elegant, bright and noble.
Xiaoyue was combing her hair. She picked up a peach blossom ornament and placed it gently on her forehead, then looked carefully at the mirror.
At this moment, Xiaoyue behind her whispered: Chunmei is protecting the sect outside the door, and she may want to see the leader.
Yao Ji said softly without looking back: If you have anything to do, let her come in.
After a while, Yao Ji saw a white shadow coming in from the door through the bronze mirror.
The young woman named Chunmei walked in quietly, bent down behind Yao Ji and whispered: The person sent out has received the emperor and sent back a message that the "Crown Prince" was also here.
When Yao Ji heard this, she immediately thought that it must be the idea of Queen Ma to let the prince follow Zhu Yunwen down.
It seems that we should pay more attention to etiquette today. If we are rude in details, the prince will definitely say bad things and will go back to tell Queen Ma.
Thinking of this, Yao Ji just replied: I understand, follow the pre-arrangement, don’t have any accidents, and bring people to the main hall.
yes.Chunmei responded and exited the room.
Yao Ji then put down the peach blossom yellow flower and said casually that the peach blossoms were too bright. Then she picked up a small white plum blossom, but did not stick it to the middle of her forehead. She placed the hairline on the left forehead and gently pressed it. The black and white contrast color of the hairline suddenly had a little more colorful embellishment, which was a little more lively but not ostentatious.
She picked up a piece of prepared rouge paper on the dressing table again, put it carefully in her mouth, and gently pursed her upper and lower lips.
Seeing her actions in the mirror, she suddenly felt familiar, as if she had seen such a scene somewhere, but after thinking about it for a while, she couldn't remember it.
However, those brides who are about to get married should do this with such careful actions.
Perhaps it is because I have to adjust my emotions today and try to calm and relax, my mood has become extra sensitive.
Yao Ji recalled that she had never been a bride in her life. Zhu Yunwen, who was still the emperor more than 20 years ago, came to her fortune. She was just a palace maid and was dragged to the bedroom in a daze. It was just a hasty thing.
She remembered that when she tried to approach the temptation of the emperor, her idea was very simple. Women who had received the honor of the emperor and even favored him could receive countless benefits such as status, status, property and other rewards. Such women seemed to be arrogant and domineering in front of other palace maids, and no one dared to bully him. So she understood that as long as she was favored by someone, she could have everything and not be bullied or wronged.
But when luck comes, her only memory is pain, because she is young and has no idea about men and women. She is in despair and fear and the feeling of being unable to resist. Later, she accidentally became pregnant and gave birth in conspiracy and pain.
Where can I have any memories of being a bride in the past?
So at this moment, when she was pasting rouge paper in front of the mirror, she suddenly felt like she was a bride.
This may be to make up for a regret in my heart.
At this time, Yao Ji smiled alone and thought to herself: How old is she, she is still daydreaming like a little daughter.
She looked back at Xiaoyue, and Xiaoyue hurriedly lowered her head timidly and carefully took care of her black hair.
Although this young slave, although his appearance and intelligence are far inferior to Yao Ji, she still has the opportunity to be a bride.
……
By the afternoon, the guest had already entered the mountain. Yao Ji did not go down the mountain to greet him, but just waited at the gate of the yard with the four major escorts.
Because the connection between the Cultist vanguard and the Jianwen party members is a high-level secret, it cannot be known to everyone.
Although the cult ban is the sphere of influence of Zhu Yunwen's remnants, he is a loser and has lost the honor of the emperor, so naturally he cannot be so particular in etiquette and pomp.
After waiting in the sun for a long time, Yao Ji's face was sweating. She felt that the carefully dressed rouge might have been a little too tired. The sun made her lazy mind a little dizzy, and her mood gradually became impetuous.
The first time I met in more than 20 years, the makeup was gorgeous. Yao Ji felt bad, but now she didn't dare to go back and repair it. She would come up later. If she found out that she was not waiting for greeting at the door, wouldn't she be very rude?
She then thought that when she was performing a dance later, she would go in and change her clothes and come out, and she would have the opportunity to tidy up her appearance.
The dance was rehearsed by Fang Ling, a famous prostitute in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. She practiced the wonderful dance for many days. She was very confident and would be amazed by the show.
Only Zhu Yunwen was qualified to watch Yao Ji's dances on stage.
A group of people finally appeared under the misty waterfall and gradually approached.
Yao Ji looked from a distance and could no longer recognize Zhu Yunwen's appearance, so she could only guess from the crowd.
Apart from the two people in the ward off the cult who came with him, there were five men left: two of them were over thirty years old, like guards; the other was older, with a tiger back and a big beard, and the appearance of the martial artist could not be Zhu Yunwen; the other was younger and more capable, less than thirty years old...
The last person with gray hair and tall scholar's appearance attracted Yao Ji's attention. She looked carefully and found that her appearance was a little similar to that in her memory.
Her heart sank: Why is the emperor completely an old man?
As expected, Zhu Yunwen is less than fifty years old, but she doesn't want to be so old... The torture of failure is really too urging people to age.
On the contrary, Yao Ji is not old because of her maintenance and rest. She looks very young after dressing up and can’t even see her age.
Comparing with each other, I was originally from the same era, but now it seems like I am a generation away.
Thinking about the time in the Forbidden City of Nanjing, Zhu Yunwen was also a handsome man and noble young emperor in his twenties. The years have really changed so much.
Yao Ji felt a sense of vicissitudes and desolation. When Zhu Yunwen approached, she knelt down in front of the door with the four great sages, bowed her head and bowed: I, Yao Ji, welcomed the emperor.
At this time, Zhu Yunwen's eyes really lit up, and he showed a sense of surprise, and he seemed to be happy in his words: Please get up quickly.
After saying that, he went forward to help Yao Ji in person.
When his hand slightly touched Yao Ji's elbow, Yao Ji felt a sense of resistance. She wondered why her legal man had a rotten smell.
Yao Ji thought with some blame, perhaps it was because of the secular mentality. If Jianwen was still the emperor who held the power of life and death, would he still resist like this?
She felt a little sympathy for Zhu Yunwen for a moment: because this man didn't know yet, he couldn't even grasp his concubine's heart.
Emperor Jianwen was old, and Yao Ji realized that she had also lost her dreams and hopes, and this was the only reality.
Concealed by her exquisite and gorgeous appearance, she has a heart that is gradually pale and aging. How long can the beauty she has temporarily retained?
As Zhu Yunwen's concubine, his identity cannot be changed, and he cannot withstand the troubles. Everything is old and loses vitality and hope.
In order to have a foothold and a place to live in the world, Yao Ji found that she had to compete for favor for this failed and corrupt old man.
She raised her head and pretended to smile. No one could understand the secret of her eyes. She said: Thank you, Your Majesty.
Then he stood up softly and invited Zhu Yunwen and others to enter the hall.
Zhu Yunwen sat in the upper position, which was where Yao Ji usually issued orders in the sect, and the others took the seat in the next place.
Yao Ji said happily: I have prepared a delicious wine to welcome the emperor.
Zhu Yunwen nodded, unable to stop his eyes from the beautiful figure below, and couldn't help but say: Yao Ji comes up and sit next to me.
Yao Ji chuckled and said: I don’t dare. When the queen finds out, she is afraid that she will say that I am arrogant.
After hearing this, Zhu Yunwen looked at the crown prince Zhu Wenkui in the seat, and then stopped insisting and silent.After a while, he asked: Where is the third prince?
The so-called third prince should refer to Zhang Ning. Although Zhu Yunwen has long been an emperor, they have never recognized the legal and politeness of the current regime, and he was originally Zhu Yuanzhang's grandson, so he still used the word "huang" habitually on some occasions.
A trace of melancholy flashed across Yao Ji's face, and she knelt down to the ground and said carefully: He had come to the General Assembly a few days ago to wait for the emperor, but found that he was targeted by the government's secret whistle, and his identity might be exposed, and he was very critical, so he rushed back to deal with the matter and could not pay homage to his father as promised.I apologize to the emperor on his behalf.
As expected, Zhu Yunwen's face suddenly showed displeasure.
Of course he would not be happy. No matter what the reason was, his son dared not come. He felt more or less provoked, not only authority but also Chang Gang of the father and son.
Fortunately, the believers came to deliver wine and food at this time, and the people were shaking in the hall, which slightly relieved the cold atmosphere.
The food and food were placed on everyone's food, but everyone did not move. Yao Ji did not take a seat, but just stood on the upper side.
Zhu Yunwen looked back and said: You guys have lunch before you can get on the way.
Everyone then thanked him, and when Zhu Yunwen picked up the chopsticks, they raised them one after another.
When Zhu Yunwen saw that there was a drink in front of him, he felt a little dry, so he said: Give me a wine, everyone drinks a cup together.
Everyone picked up their glasses and said a few auspicious words before drinking them one after another.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, I suddenly heard a thud, and everyone looked sideways in the voice, and saw Prince Zhu Wenkui lying on the seat, covering his stomach.
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