12dz Chapter 195 Consort Fucha
Chapter 195 Consort Fucha
Nian Shilan was quite surprised to see Fucha Peiyun suddenly arrive at Lingkun Palace.
It should be noted that ever since the eldest son, Da Pang Ju, became extremely suspicious, Fucha Peiyun had not visited Lingkun Palace except for the monthly greetings on the fifteenth of each month.
Nian Shilan hurriedly asked Songzhi to prepare tea and snacks that Fucha Peiyun liked.
Nian Shilan watched as Fucha Peiyun slowly sat down before asking:
Why did you suddenly come here today? Is something wrong?
Or has that old man pulled some trick again?
Fucha Peiyun picked up the tea and could tell from the smell that it was her favorite Lu'an Melon Seed Tea.
Fucha Peiyun smiled at Nian Shilan and took a small sip of tea.
Then he placed the teacup back on the table and answered unhurriedly:
"I came here today actually to talk to you..."
Let's discuss the draft.
Upon hearing the words "talent show," Nian Shilan's expression instantly turned somewhat unpleasant, and she muttered in dissatisfaction:
"A talent show? I've trained so many palace maids for him, isn't that enough for that old man to wreak havoc?"
Fucha Peiyun shook her head slightly, feeling somewhat helpless about Nian Shilan's fiery temper whenever the big fat orange was mentioned.
She said slowly, "This morning, Consort Qi went to my Kunning Palace and talked about the Third Prince."
It was only after she mentioned it that I suddenly realized,
The third, fourth, and fifth princes have all grown up.
She paused, then continued:
"But they don't even have a concubine now, and it's time for them to marry a wife."
As the Empress, we have indeed been somewhat negligent in this matter.
Now that Consort Qi has brought it up, I think we should also mention it to the Emperor.
Should we consider holding a draft?
Upon hearing this, Nian Shilan couldn't help but complain:
"What kind of fate is this, Empress!"
Not only do we have to choose women for that old man, but now we also have to worry about his sons. What bad luck!
She muttered to herself as she pondered the matter seriously.
After a while, Nian Shilan spoke again:
"However, in retrospect, this talent show isn't entirely unfeasible."
However, this choice of person needs careful consideration.
Anyway, it's not her money that's being spent now.
Upon hearing this, Fucha Peiyun nodded in agreement with Nian Shilan's view.
Nian Shilan stood up and said, "Then I will accompany you on this journey. Songzhi, quickly help me with my washing and dressing."
Having said that, Nian Shilan turned her gaze to Fucha Peiyun and asked softly:
"Would you like to freshen up in my palace?"
Fucha Peiyun smiled slightly, shook her head gently, and declined:
"No need, just go like this."
Seeing this, Nian Shilan said no more, turned around and led Songzhi into the inner room to begin dressing up.
Before long, Nian Shilan came out dressed in her finest attire.
Nian Shilan changed into a bright pink peony qipao, the vibrant color of which, like a blooming peony, was eye-catching.
The cheongsam is embroidered with exquisite peony patterns, with layers upon layers of petals, so lifelike that you can almost smell the fragrance of the peonies.
She wore a golden nine-tailed phoenix hairpin in her hair.
The phoenix hairpin was inlaid with dazzling gemstones, which shimmered with a brilliant light as she moved.
The phoenix hairpin has a unique design, and the phoenix feathers are so lifelike that they seem to be about to spread their wings and fly.
In addition, Nian Shilan possessed an innate domineering temperament.
She was like a blooming peony, beautiful and noble, captivating all who beheld her.
Upon seeing this, Fucha Peiyun couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking that Nian Shilan, free from the illusion of being in love, was truly like a reborn person.
Afterwards, Nian Shilan and Fucha Peiyun rode together in a carriage to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
The two arrived outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, announced their arrival, and then slowly entered the hall.
At this moment, the chubby orange was sitting on the dragon throne, intently reviewing the memorials.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up and saw Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan.
He put down his pen, smiled, and asked:
"What brings Ah-Jun and Shi-Lan here together today?"
Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan exchanged a glance, then knelt down together and said in unison:
"Your Majesty, we have come here today to apologize."
The chubby orange cat unconsciously narrowed its eyes and asked in a low, questioning voice:
"Oh, what crime have Ah-Jun and Shi-Lan committed?"
Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan knew immediately that the old man had become suspicious again.
Nian Shilan rolled her eyes, and Fucha Peiyun quickly said:
"Your Majesty, the Third Prince, Fourth Prince, and Fifth Prince have all grown up."
But they had no suitable person to take care of them.
This was truly our oversight.
Upon hearing Fucha Peiyun's words, the chubby orange tree was moved.
He then remembered that Hongshi and his brothers had indeed reached the age where they should be aware of human affairs and get married.
He was usually so busy with official duties that he completely forgot about this matter.
Neither of the two empresses had considered this, which was indeed a dereliction of duty.
Not only that, the chubby orange also thought of Consort Qi, Consort Yu, and Consort Wan.
As the mothers of several princes, they also had no idea about this matter.
This made Big Fatty Orange somewhat dissatisfied, as he felt that these concubines did not care enough about his children.
The chubby orange cat's expression darkened slightly, and he slowly spoke:
"You have indeed neglected this matter. However, it is understandable that A-Jun and Shi-Lan, who manage the affairs of the inner palace, may occasionally make oversights."
The imperial harem has not held a selection of consorts for a long time, so this year a selection will be held to choose suitable wives for the princes.
Shilan and Fucha Peiyun immediately agreed.
Big Orange continued, "This matter will be handled by the two of you."
"It is imperative to select women from distinguished families who are well-educated and virtuous to produce heirs for the royal family."
Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan quickly replied, "Your Majesty, we will certainly do our utmost to select the most outstanding consorts for the princes."
"Your Majesty, just wait to hold your grandson next year!"
The chubby orange nodded in satisfaction, and its mood improved as a result.
He smiled and said, "With the two of you handling this matter, I am relieved."
After saying that, the chubby orange tree lowered its head again and continued to review the memorials.
Seeing this, Nian Shilan and Fucha Peiyun slowly rose, bowed, and took their leave.
Stepping out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Nian Shilan pouted and muttered under her breath:
"Hmph, that old man, he never cares about his sons."
Now they turn around and blame us for our negligence.
What bad luck!
Seeing this, Fucha Peiyun, who was standing to the side, smiled faintly and gently comforted her:
"Alright, Shilan, the Emperor is, after all, the ruler of a nation."
With so many things to do, how could I possibly think of such trivial matters?
Now that the Emperor has issued the decree, let's proceed with the selection of officials properly."
Nian Shilan nodded and said:
"Of course, I want to see what kind of women will be selected in this selection."
"Speaking of which, your Hongchang is quite grown up now. In a few years, we should be choosing a wife for him."
Upon hearing this, Fucha Peiyun's heart stirred, but she merely nodded slightly.
"The Hongchang matter isn't urgent yet. Let's focus on this talent show first."