The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Xiao Xixi took a lot of effort to coax Luo Qinghan, the big vinegar jar.

She really didn't expect that Luo Qinghan usually looks cold and cold, with a cold look that doesn't eat human fireworks, but he didn't expect that he would even eat vinegar on his pillow!

Although he looks jealous, he is cute.

When Xiao Xixi woke up, Luo Qinghan was no longer there.

She looked around. "Where's my throw pillow?"

Baoqin opened the closet and took out a personal-shaped pillow from it.

"Here it is."

When they came in just now, they saw this pillow lying pitifully on the ground.

The ground is scrubbed every day, and it is very clean, but there is no need to worry about it getting dust.

In order to prevent it from tripping people, Baoqin put it in the cabinet.

Xiao Xixi stretched out her arms: "Give it to me."

Baoqin put the pillow into her arms.

Xiao Xixi hugged the pillow hard, then touched it and comforted.

"Don't be sad, although I chose him between you and him, I still have you in my heart."

Baoqin: "..."

What kind of shit is this talking about?

At this moment, Zhezhi walked in.

"Qiyi Niangniang, Concubine Tu sent someone to send an invitation just now, saying that she brought some peach blossom stuffed into the palace from home and wanted to invite you over to taste it together."

Xiao Xixi was surprised, since she entered the palace, the relationship between her and the concubine tuberculosis has not been very good.

Well, how could Concubine Tuber suddenly think of inviting her to be a guest?

Broken branches offer invitations with both hands.

Xiao Xixi took the invitation and glanced at it. The pale pink peach blossom paper had a line of poems written in small letters with beautiful hairpins.

Below the poem is written the time and place of the invitation, as well as the signature of the concubine.

Of course, what she wrote was not the word 痨concubine, but her own boudoir name at home, Jingci.

Xiao Xixi didn't know until today that the original name of Concubine Tuberculosis was Bai Jingci.

The time is five days later, and the location is in the Misty Rain Palace.

Baoqin reminded: "The concubine has always been on bad terms with you, and now she suddenly invites you to be a guest at Yanyu Palace, I'm afraid it's a fraud."

Xiao Xixi brought the invitation card to her nose and sniffed it.

"It seems to be the scent of peach blossoms, but it's a little more sweet and wine than ordinary peach blossoms. Is this the taste of peach blossoms? It smells pretty good. It should be delicious."

She looked at Baoqin expectantly.

"Can you make peach blossom stuffing?"

Baoqin took the invitation, asked carefully, and answered seriously.

"Peach blossom stuffed is not difficult to make, but the taste of this peach blossom stuffed is quite special. It shouldn't be an ordinary peach stuffed stuffed with peach blossoms, and slaves can't make it."

Xiao Xixi looked disappointed, then patted her thigh and made a decision.

"I'm going to try this peach blossom stuffed!"

Baoqin hurriedly said: "What if the concubine tuberculosis is against you?"

Xiao Xixi: "This invitation said that she not only invited me alone, but also invited other concubines. No matter how much she hates me, she will not be stupid enough to attack me in front of so many people. It's just to make me sick in secret."

Baoqin: "It's better to be careful."

Xiao Xixi: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart."

...

Even if Luo Qinghan kept him again and again, Wan Jun still insisted on resigning.

In the end, Luo Qinghan had no choice but to agree.

Wan Jun's resignation caused quite a stir in the court.

Mainly because of the tax reform, everyone felt that Wan Jun resigned angrily because he opposed the tax reform.

Only the emperor and the five cabinet ministers knew that Wan Jun actually supported tax reform.

After Wan Jun left, the only person in the cabinet who supported tax reform was gone. Of the remaining five, three were clearly opposed to tax reform, and the remaining two were ambiguous. Neither side wants to offend.

The notes about the opposition to the tax reform flew into the palace like snowflakes and appeared on the desk of the imperial study.

Luo Qinghan was able to take a few patient glances at first, but then he didn't even look at it at all, and let people take those documents out, so as not to look at the eyes.

Among the numerous objections, there are also several people who support tax reform.

Without exception, these people were born in a poor family.

Their parents and their families are farmers, and they know very well how important the tax reform is to ordinary farmers.

Once this reform is successful, the tax pressure on farmers can be greatly reduced.

With the extra money, farmers can live a better life, and they can afford to repair, so that their children can go to school, participate in imperial examinations, and have life-changing opportunities.

If this is done, it will not only benefit the common people, but also make more underprivileged children appear in the court.

The more children of the poor family in the court, the more the poor family has the right to speak, and they don't have to look at the faces of the aristocratic families when they do things in the future.

In short, for them, this matter is of great benefit and no harm.

Among these supporters, the most prominent one is Li Qingyan, the minister of personnel.

He was the youngest of these supporters, and the one most trusted by the emperor.

Invisibly, Li Qingyan became the representative of this group of people.

Luo Qinghan often summoned Li Qingyan to the palace to discuss the specific rules of tax reform.

Those officials from aristocratic families in the DPRK had always disliked Li Qingyan, but after this incident, their hostility towards him deepened.

Originally, some noble families were optimistic about Li Qingyan's future and wanted to recruit him as their son-in-law, but now that the momentum was not right, they all stopped their thoughts.

Most people feel that this tax reform is unlikely to succeed.

The emperor was still too young, and it was impossible for him to shake the family's position in the Great Prosperity Dynasty with just that little power.

The aristocratic families are also secretly planning, if the emperor insists on going against the aristocratic family, then don't blame them for being rude.

The entire court looks like a dynamite barrel.

On the surface, it seems calm as before, but in private it is already tense.

Only one lead is needed to ignite the backlog of contradictions.

...

Five days passed in a flash.

Xiao Xixi's foot restraint period has finally come.

She took a chariot to the Yanyu Palace.

This was the first time she came to Yanyu Palace, and she couldn't help but feel a little fresh.

Concubine Tuberculosis still looks like a weak willow Fufeng, wearing a lavender waist-length skirt with pearl pendants around her ears, a lavender camellia slanted by the side of the cloud, and a long fringe of fine pearls hanging down.

She was talking to other concubines, and when she heard that the imperial concubine was coming, she immediately stood up and went out to greet her.

Coincidentally, Xiao Xixi is also wearing a purple ru skirt today, but her skirt is a gradient color, the bottom is dark purple, gradually becomes lavender, and there are two layers of snow gauze on the surface.

The snow gauze was thin and soft, and the surface was still glowing with a touch of pearlescent light. When walking, the skirt swayed slightly, and it was full of brilliance, like a purple-clothed fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world. It was astonishingly beautiful.

In a sense, Xiao Xixi and Concubine Tuberculosis are considered a collision.

But Xiao Xixi never cared about these little things, and didn't take it to heart at all. After saying hello to Concubine Tuberculosis, she walked straight into the room.

She can't wait to taste the peach blossom stuffing!