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Chapter 153 Where is that?
Chapter 153 Where is that?
The Forbidden Palace is on the northwest side of Xiangshui Lane, and the moat is like a jade belt surrounding emerald stone. A carriage entered from the east side gate, and the silver-armored guard stretched out his hand to stop it. Ji Feng finished studying "The Way of a Doorman" and changed to studying the art of horse driving. He transformed himself into a groom and respectfully handed over the business card.
The guard glanced at the word "Xue" on the note, and his cold face suddenly turned into a sunny flower. He took out a tightly stuck letter from his side and handed it to Shanyue through the curtain of the carriage: "Madam, right? Censor Xue has told you that if you encounter any problems when you go in, you should give this note to Xiang Shanggong, the Sixth Secretary, and she will find a way to help you solve it."
Once the palace gate is closed, you are isolated. If you encounter danger, it is safer to hold a life-saving talisman in your hand.
But, Xue Xiao's arm was so long? He could actually reach into the six inner palace offices?
Shanyue was surprised, stretched out his hand to take the curtain, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your trouble--".
But I was thinking, why didn’t I give it to him when Xue Xiao was at home yesterday?
The guard saw through Shanyue's doubts and lowered his voice with a smile, "Because your time to enter the palace is uncertain, today is the 15th, and the head aunt on duty in the six departments changes every hour. Censor Xue handed me three letters. If you enter the palace at noon, I will give you a name card from the palace lady. If you enter at noon, I will give it to Cui Shangyi, and if you enter at 3 p.m., I will give it to Tan Shangyi."
When Shan Yue left, Xue Xiao had already left the house. He really didn't know when he would leave for the palace. He only knew that the class was in the afternoon, so he prepared the aunts on duty at noon, noon and evening.
Sometimes, what Xue Xiao does cannot stand up to deep thought, and once you think about it deeply, you can't help but think more.
Shanyue got off the carriage and Jifeng was left at the second gate of the Forbidden Palace.
The good girls were not in the six palaces in the east and west, but in the twelve alleys where the female officials of the six ministries were located.
The alleys are made of black bricks and tiles, which are simple and plain.
Shanyue followed the nanny who came to pick them up and walked along the red wall, neither hurried nor slow.
The palace maids who occasionally passed by were dressed simply, in linen tops and black skirts, with their faces plain.
The maid leading the way had kind eyes and spoke very little in a Beijing accent. She only said: "The painting classes are tentatively scheduled for the 8th and 15th of the first lunar month. The Empress Dowager wants to see the progress for three months, and then let these good girls take the classes in the fall."
It's the Beijing accent, not the Wu dialect.
Shanyue wanted to ask about the good girls in Songjiang Prefecture, but after thinking about it, he stopped talking. As he walked, he lowered his head, thinking about the past events that Xue Xiao had told him yesterday by the waterside.
Most of the empresses and concubines of the Wei Dynasty were of commoner origin. Emperor Taizong's ancestral precept said, "All the wives, concubines, and palace maids of the Son of Heaven and princes must be carefully selected from good families, and those who are not accepted will not be accepted." A good family refers to a clean family without faults, and anyone not from the lowest class of society can be selected. The daughters of merchants, gentry, minor officials, and Jinshi candidates, regardless of their family background, can all be included in the selection list.
The girls from good families who were selected to enter the palace did not become concubines from the beginning. They had to learn the rules and etiquette in the six departments, be appointed to official positions and perform their duties for a period of time. If they could catch the emperor's eye, they would be promoted from female officials to concubines. If they were not favored by the emperor, they could either rise to a high position in the palace or be allowed to leave the palace and live a good life.
This rule has three benefits. The first is to prevent powerful external relatives from interfering in politics. The "Horse Husband Emperor" Wei Taizong originally seized the throne from the gentry. How could he allow his descendants to be slowly diluted and eroded by the gentry again?
Second, a group of concubines who can "tell the emperor what the people see every day and night, so that the emperor can understand the sufferings of the people" can be selected;
Thirdly, the rule of selecting female officials and then transferring them to concubines allowed a group of truly talented and capable women to fill the harem, thus nurturing the next generation of heirs who were practical and down-to-earth. This set of rules has always worked well, and there was even praise in history books that "most concubines came from the common people, and wives of meritorious officials and ministers were not allowed to be appointed, which was beneficial to the country."
But this existing rule was broken during the reign of the previous emperor Zhaode. Emperor Zhaode was an elegant young man with ideals and culture. He liked playing the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs. He occasionally planted bamboo and played a plate of jade bamboo. He was particularly knowledgeable about painting. He loved both the unrestrained and wild ink painting and the exquisite and luxurious gold-stamped fine brushwork. Naturally, he also loved the expensive Chengxintang paper, the smooth and rare wolf-hair brush, and the warm Hetian jade paperweight. He also loved exquisite and complex lamps, simple but expensive sandalwood, gold-stamped blue bricks, and tea worth one or two gold coins.
His first wife, Empress Ji, was also from a scholarly family, and her father was the head of Chongshan Academy in the capital area. Although she was also proficient in calligraphy and painting, Empress Ji was only proficient in the Four Books and Five Classics, while Xiao's paintings were of Buddha statues and divine light, which were too serious and were completely different from Emperor Zhaode's hobbies - just like the wrong key fitting the wrong lock.
When Empress Ji, who came from a scholarly family, could not satisfy Emperor Zhaode's spiritual needs, the simple and honest girls from common families in the palace naturally could not match Emperor Zhaode's elegant hobbies.
Emperor Zhaode was very distressed.
At court, the courtiers were very serious and chattered;
After the court session, the concubines were chatting very seriously.
Around him, there were serious-looking tutors everywhere.
He said to his concubine, "The cicada's chirping is sometimes as thin as a wing, like light and dust that eventually returns to the earth." The concubine said, "Damn, damn, the cicada's chirping is really annoying. Tomorrow I will use a sticky pole to poke them all down! We must not let these annoying cicadas disturb the sage from reading--" Then he changed the subject: "Has the sage read in the past few days? What books did he read? Do you have any annotations? Any insights? Any ideas? Are your ideas related to the court?"
His harem is full of annoying Grand Tutors!
Emperor Zhaode felt helpless, so helpless that sometimes when he looked at Empress Ji's face, he felt that she would soon grow white beard on her cheeks.
The good girls from common families could not understand his hobbies, but the noble families who had been noble and wealthy for hundreds of years understood them very well.
Six years after he ascended the throne, two years after the death of the tutor appointed by his father, the first concubine from a noble family appeared beside Emperor Zhaode. Soon after, the second, third, and fourth concubines appeared, most of whom were from Jiangnan. The most favored of them was Wang, the mother of the sixth prince, Prince Rong, and the eldest daughter of Marquis Wu'an.
With the entry of this group of noble ladies into the palace, the peaceful atmosphere that had prevailed in the palace for sixty years was broken.
If you think about it carefully, it was at this time that the "Qing Feng" began to take shape. With the loss of the harem, officials from the Jiangnan gentry gradually occupied positions of real power in the court.
"Madam Liu, we've arrived at the Shanyu Division." The guide nanny said in a low voice, interrupting Shanyue's recollections.
Shanyue lowered his eyes, took out a sachet from his sleeve and handed it to the guide nanny.
The nanny smiled and refused: "You were taught by Liu Yaoniang, you are one of us, you don't need these external things to get close to us."
Liu Yaoniang, the nanny Liu invited by the Liu family from the Sixth Department.
Even the guide nanny is also a "green phoenix".
And her origins have long been known to everyone in "Qingfeng".
Shanyue was glad that he had not rashly asked, so he took back the sachet, lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled slightly.
At the central axis of the Shanyu Division, there is a main hall facing north and south, with thirty tables and stools densely placed in it. Writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstones have already been prepared on the tables. Behind the tables sit the good family girls of this session, wearing uniform blue clothes.
Shan Yue stepped inside, carefully looking around with his head raised.
My heart skipped a beat, as if a huge rock had been thrown into a deep well.
The thirty tables and chairs were not fully occupied.
There are still four empty tables and chairs in the last row.
Twenty-six faces, pure, dignified, delicate, exquisite, generous, smart, and shrewd
For young girls from good families, beauty is their most basic quality.
Among the twenty-six beautiful faces, there was no such face as the one with big round eyes, a straight nose, a not-so-fair but very radiant complexion, the watery face that she had been dreaming about day and night.
The water light is not here.
Shan Yue's feet went weak and he almost fell on the stairs.
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