You can't only love the Qing Dynasty when you're eating the fruits of others' labor.

Chapter 144 Professionals Arrive at the Dance Troupe

The Empress was eager for a son, but Emperor Shunzhi was very uncooperative.

Why haven't you returned to the palace yet?

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask for a definite answer. When will you choose my name? I would like to prepare by burning incense and bathing in advance."

Don't you feel ashamed to say such a thing?

“Your Majesty, this is the way of Heaven, there is nothing to be ashamed of. In our Horqin Grassland, strong rams bear a great responsibility for the prosperity and growth of the sheep flock.”

"go out!"

"emperor?"

"I told you to get out!"

The chief eunuch, Wu Liangfu, who was standing nearby, quickly came over to smooth things over.

"Your Majesty, please go back first. His Majesty is quite busy today."

Wu Liangfu, relying on his status as a eunuch, actually grabbed the empress's arm and pulled her outside.

Empress Borjigit, seething with anger, stepped out of the Qianqing Palace and suddenly broke free from Wu Liangfu's grasp.

slap~
Wu Liangfu was dazed and disoriented after being slapped across the face.

"Castrated goods".

Wu Liangfu covered his flushed cheeks, gazing at the Empress's robust back, and shook his head helplessly.
……

Emperor Shunzhi was furious and very dissatisfied with the second empress who was carried in through the Great Qing Gate.

It's shameless of them to say such things, even to a ram.

The girls in the dance troupe wouldn't express the same request so directly; they wouldn't say a word. They would just shyly lower their heads, twist their fingers, occasionally steal a glance at themselves, then blush and turn away.

Wild boar!

Fine chaff!

But for the sake of the alliance between Manchuria and Mongolia, they had no choice but to endure it.

When one is upset, one cannot concentrate on reading official documents.

"Wu Liangfu".

"The slave is here."

"Leave the palace."

"Whoo."

Leaving the palace means going to that place.

Shunzhi sat in a soft palanquin, with guards leading the way and personal guards escorting him on both sides. After exiting the Donghua Gate, he saw that the road was flat and wide.

"I remember there were some houses here before?"

"Lord Jiang said that for the safety of his master, all houses that obstruct the view should be demolished."

Emperor Shunzhi was very satisfied; this was a model subject.

It's a 3-mile journey, which will take you a short while.

The Qing emperor arrived at the Red Palace he had longed for.

……

"Welcome, young master."

The spacious, modern Chinese-style sofa, with its perfectly balanced combination of soft cushions and rosewood, was both grand and comfortable. Emperor Shunzhi found it far more comfortable than the dragon throne.

Surrounded by women on both sides, enjoying the song and dance.

"The first piece is 'Drunkenly Beating the Golden Branch'."

After only a quarter of an hour of performance, Shunzhi was completely absorbed in it.

"A new show?"

"Young master, this is a new program performed by newcomers."

The women from the Bao Yi family are ultimately amateurs, and it's difficult to retain audiences by relying solely on familiar faces and repertoire; they need a constant influx of fresh talent.

Jiang Qingyun purchased six young women from Xu Fo's Guijia Courtyard and incorporated them into the song and dance troupe.

This move can be described as incredibly audacious. However, audacity is never the problem, provided that wisdom and ability keep up.

……

Pink opera is a special form of theatrical performance, with a dramatic plot, bold and unrestrained dialogue, unconventional costumes and makeup, and a process full of tension.

The young Shunzhi was overjoyed, his blood boiling, and he wished he could go on stage, transform into a prince consort, and have a good sparring match with the Tang princess.

But considering his position, he held back.

Being an emperor is also a kind of constraint.

The thought flashed through my mind.

Shunzhi couldn't help but shake his head, lamenting how ridiculous and naive his own thoughts were. If he wasn't going to be emperor, what would he be? He couldn't very well become a monk, could he?

"Young master, please have some tea."

"Young Master, have some fruit." The two bodyguards, like green and white snakes, slithered around restlessly, which aroused Shunzhi's high spirits.

……

behind the scenes.

Xu Fo peeked through the crack a few times and judged that the time was right.

"You two, do your best."

"Yes, Mom."

The two of them were very well-behaved.

They were all girls from Guijia Courtyard in Shengze Town, Suzhou Prefecture. After graduation, they did not fare well in society. They were not comparable to Liu Rushi or Kou Baimen, and even their personal maids could not reach their level.

The competition in Jiangnan is too fierce.

For girls from ordinary families, dreaming of marrying into a wealthy family as a concubine is pure fantasy.

Xu Fo's invitation letter was like the clouds finally parting to reveal the sky. The six of them hurriedly headed north to seek refuge with their former superior and make big money.

In Jiangnan, they were just ordinary, unknown young women.

In the song and dance troupe, they are skilled and brave baturu.

……

The two fought back and forth, and before long, the fabric coverage was less than 30%.

Women's wrestling is much more exciting than light singing and dancing.

Emperor Shunzhi was so engrossed in watching that he even forgot to eat his fruit.

"How can you call this wrestling? Hahaha."

Emperor Shunzhi also learned wrestling in the Forbidden City. His teacher was a Mongolian man who was as strong as a yak.

The two women in captivity sitting next to her felt a pang of jealousy, but dared not show it. The song and dance troupe had strict rules, and the troupe leader was a capable manager.

The costumes, makeup, demeanor, movements, tone of voice, and even body shape of everyone in the song and dance troupe are all infinitely similar.

At first glance, they seem to be cut from the same mold.

It's a typical assembly line industry.

As a result, Shunzhi couldn't remember which of them he had relationships with and which he hadn't.

……

When the two skilled warriors and Emperor Shunzhi rolled around laughing and joking, the performance came to a perfect end.

Pomegranate peel!
crest!

These two valuable items can completely erase the past history of these two professionals in Jiangnan and whitewash their innocence.

In Shunzhi's eyes, they were all refreshing, gentle, and innocent good girls.

Compared to the several Borjigit concubines in the Forbidden City with their round faces and booming voices, he came to the conclusion that people are ultimately different.

Having eaten the bran, he didn't want to touch the wild boar for even a moment longer.

Shunzhi secretly rejoiced; although he had been deceived for a time, he hadn't been deceived forever. Now, he could finally taste the pleasures of being an emperor.

Jiang Qingyun is the truly loyal minister; the other ministers are extremely hypocritical. Everyone knows what Mother is thinking; she wishes the entire harem were filled with Borjigit women.

……

"Your Majesty, it's time for some delicious soup."

Afterwards, of course, you have to drink the soup.

Among the various nourishing and tonifying soups, the most exquisite is the Three-Whip Deer Antler Old Fire Soup, which is so potent and terrifying that it can turn withered trees green again and sinking ships sail again.

Jiang Qingyun didn't dare drink a single drop of this soup.

Because he knew that there was no wildlife protection in this era, these stewed things were all the real thing, and one sip would really drive you crazy.

Sure enough, after a few bowls of delicious soup, the 15-year-old Shunzhi's energy immediately returned.

The two women, who had just been favored, immediately recognized each other's lust. Following Xu Fo's instructions from the Guijia Courtyard, they lowered their heads and looked shy, like timid young women. Occasionally, when their eyes met, they would turn away in a panic, as if struck by lightning.

Such thoroughness was intolerable to Emperor Shunzhi.

"I have a bold idea."

"I will obey your orders, young master."

……

Small kitchen.

Several pots of different sizes were bubbling and steaming.

Xu Fo lifted one of the lids and glanced at the medicinal herbs inside.

"Bring two bowls over later."

"Yes."

Contraceptive soup~
Assembly line~
This completely eliminated any possibility for any woman to enter the palace as a concubine and give birth to a prince.

(End of this chapter)