The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 406 Noble (two more)

  The palace was nowhere else, the husband and wife separated after a few words.

   Shen Yijia returned to Changchun Palace with Yuan Yuwan and Xiao Ruoshui. Along the way, Xiao Ruoshui regretted that Shen Yijia had beaten someone too lightly, and he was not so gentle when he cleaned her up.

  Shen Yijia rolled her eyes, who would have thought that Xuanyuan Ye would pass out so casually without being beaten, and she also regretted it a little bit.

According to the beauty Xianggong, the person who wanted her life should be the one who was hiding in the dark to protect Xuanyuan Ye. At that time, she wanted to throw him off the ring, but the other party thought she was going to kill Xuanyuan Ye, so he suddenly intervened. .

  Dare to take action in the arena, and it may not be easy to clean up Xuanyuan Ye in private, at least the person who protects her must be dealt with first.

   However, looking at Uncle Beauty's face, as long as Xuanyuanye is no longer interested in her people, she will not treat her any more.

  Who made her a big-hearted person!

   Xiao Ruoshui finished talking about Xuanyuan Ye, and then turned the topic to Xiao Qirui. Yuan Yuwan, who used to cooperate with her from time to time to say the last two sentences, was completely silent.

   So Xiao Ruoshui was the only one left chatting non-stop, until she entered Changchun Palace, she finally fell silent.

   Shen Yijia and Yuan Yuwan breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and they didn't know where Xiao Ruoshui had said so much, maybe it wasn't a sparrow.

  In the Changchun Palace, there were a lot more people than when they left. Everyone was sitting or standing around and talking in a low voice with acquaintances.

  Besides Liu Guifei, in addition to the women who were sitting there, there were several more concubines in various palace costumes.

   Presumably those present are the three thousand women in the emperor's harem who are eligible to participate in the birthday banquet.

   Shen Yijia knew that her identity was not enough, so she didn't plan to move up, so she found an inconspicuous position to stand behind a group of noble ladies.

   Then a very strange scene happened. With the four of them as the center, a large space was suddenly vacated around them. If the occasion was not right, Shen Yijia suspected that these people would be scattered in an instant.

  Shen Yijia: No, what kind of beast is she?

   "These people are like this. If you lose, you will say that you have lost Da Xia's face. If you win, you will feel that you are too fierce. I think they are envious and jealous, so don't pay attention to them." Xiao Ruoshui said angrily.

   Yuan Yuwan was also worried that Shen Yijia would feel uncomfortable because of being isolated, so she comforted her.

  Shen Yijia shook his head: "I think this is good."

  It's good to be afraid of her. No one will dare to grab a man from her in Beijing in the future. The beauty is so good, it's quite troublesome to clean up one by one.

   Yuan Yuwan and Xiao Ruoshui looked at each other, and inexplicably understood her words.

   After waiting for another cup of tea, a small servant hurried in to remind Concubine Liu Gui that the auspicious time had arrived.

  Liu Guifei Shi Shiran got up and led everyone in the direction of the Hall of Preserving Harmony. The lord of the harem was full of style.

   In the early days, a banquet was already set up in the Hall of Preserving Harmony.

  The people in the palace filed in with everyone, and the seats were arranged according to the official positions of everyone. Naturally, Shen Yijia sat next to Song Jingchen.

  The seat of the Yuan family happened to be next to them, but the Xiao family was different, and Xiao Ruoshui had to follow the palace servants to the front unwillingly.

   When he left, he glanced at the two of them resentfully, as if the two of them had done something wrong to her.

  Shen Yijia and Yuan Yuwan:  …

   After everyone was settled, the emperor in a yellow dragon robe walked in with a high-pitched sound of "The Emperor is here", sat down on the high dragon table, and accepted everyone's kneeling.

   "Long Live My Emperor Long Live Long Live!"

   "I wish the emperor a blessing like the East China Sea, a long life without bounds, and a long life equal to the sky!"

  The resounding voice resounded uniformly in the hall.

   Among the group of people kneeling down, the foreign envoy who only slightly arched his body was particularly striking, not to mention Xuanyuan Ce who never even stood up.

   Although Xuanyuan Ce did not ask about the state affairs when he was in Xuanyuan Kingdom, but he still had the title of King side by side hanging on his body, and now it represents the existence of the monarch of Xuanyuan Kingdom. It is natural that he does not need to bow his knees and salute when he sees the Great Xia Emperor.

  The emperor's gaze stopped on Xuanyuance, his eyes deepened, and an inexplicable ambition aroused in his heart that he wanted everyone to bow down to him.

   Seeing that the emperor was silent, Eunuch Li cleared his throat to remind him.

  The emperor came back to his senses, pulled out a smile, and shouted after saying some polite words.

  Everyone bowed their heads again in thanks.

   Next, the birthday banquet officially started in an orderly manner under the auspices of officials from the Ministry of Rites.

   First, the maids in a palace attire brought various dishes to the table in front of each guest. At the same time, the musicians who had arranged earlier began to play music, and each of the graceful dancers entered the room.

   After a few entertaining shows, the palace maids took down the banquet and set up wine and dinner again.

   Started with several princes, and all the ministers presented birthday gifts to the emperor in turn.

  There are many kinds of birthday gifts, but none of them can escape the four words of rare and precious treasures. Shen Yijia was dazzled from the beginning to numbness in the back.

   You can receive so many things on your birthday, no wonder everyone wants to be emperor.

   It took more than an hour for this gift alone to finally get their turn, Song Jingchen took Shen Yijia's hand and walked out of the seat.

   They were the first couple to present gifts together, and they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

  Shen Yijia watched her nose and her heart, and knelt down with Song Jingchen.

   "The minister and his son-in-law wish the emperor good health."

  Everyone thought that with Song Jingchen's talent, he would be able to say a splendid birthday speech.

   When the waiter read out the gift from Song Jingchen, everyone was even more dumbfounded.

  What is the first volume of The Analects? Are you Song Jingchen so poor that you can't even give away a complete copy of the Analects?

   And what about sending the emperor "The Analects of Confucius", insinuating that he is not a benevolent ruler? Should we learn more from the ancients the way of "benevolence"?

   The corner of the emperor's mouth froze and froze, almost unable to maintain it in the back.

   The thin booklet was brought to him on a tray. The emperor squinted at it for a long time, and determined that it was really just an ordinary booklet with extremely crude workmanship, so he believed that he had heard it right.

   He is the emperor, and he has never seen any treasures. Those rare and precious treasures are nothing to him, but what gifts are given can show the respect of a courtier to him.

   He looked at the husband and wife who were kneeling in the center with heavy eyes, and said solemnly: "What special meaning does this gift have?"

  Song Jingchen knew that he would ask, and said neither humble nor arrogant: "This booklet was not copied, but printed."

   "Print?"

   Everyone present, including the emperor, was stunned.

   Song Jingchen nodded and slowly introduced the technique of movable type printing.

   Following his explanation, everyone was in an uproar. Once this method was introduced, the price of books would definitely drop in the future, and many students who could not afford books because of the high price of books would have books to read.

   This has to change the fate of many students.

   However, after the emperor was surprised, his face turned completely black. This innovation can indeed bring many benefits.

But……

   He looked at the foreign envoy who was having a heated discussion, and his throat couldn't keep up.

  Why did he ask more questions just now? Is it okay to ask after the fact? Song Jingchen didn't say anything at first!

   No, why didn't Song Jingchen tell him privately?

   If you tell him privately, he can use this movable type printing technique to make deals with other two countries in exchange for other benefits.

   Don't think about anything now, it won't take long before this technique of movable type printing will spread to the north and south of the river.

  The more the emperor thought about it, the more angry he wanted to see two holes in Song Jingchen's body.

   "Da Xia is indeed full of talents, Your Majesty is blessed." Xuanyuan Ce, who had not spoken for a long time, said with a smile that was not a smile.

The    emperor took a deep breath, twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "What King Jing'an said is very true and deserves a reward."

   His eyes swirled around the couple, and he thought of something and asked, "Who of you came up with this method?"

  Song Jingchen clasped his fists and said, "It's the minister..."

   "My husband came up with it, and I'm responsible for making it." Shen Yijia suddenly interrupted Song Jingchen.

   She only thought of engraving and printing books on wooden boards. Movable-type printing was really what Song Jingchen thought, and she was not deceiving you.

   Song Jingchen previously said that movable type printing would be made public at the birthday banquet, and Shen Yijia, who came up with this method, will surely be sought after by thousands of students.

  Water can carry a boat and capsize it. Even if something happened to the Song family, the emperor would not dare to attack Shen Yijia easily.

   This is the guarantee he speaks of.

   But Shen Yijia doesn't need it. Song Jingchen's safety is the biggest guarantee for her.

  Song Jingchen:  …

emperor:……

   Do you think two people can't divide the credit for one credit?

  Xuanyuance's heart became sour again, he cast a disgusting glance at Song Jingchen, picked up the wine bottle and drank it, and then said wrongly: "I heard that there is a genius in Daxia, and seeing it today, it really lives up to its reputation."

  The emperor could see the disgust on his face. He only thought that Xuanyuan Ce said this to discourage him, but he didn't think that he was talking for Song Jingchen on purpose.

  Although he didn't know why Xuanyuan Ce disliked Song Jingchen, this somewhat reassured him.

  Otherwise…

  Everyone was waiting for him to speak, even if the emperor didn't want to award the reward, he pondered for a moment, and then said solemnly: "Song Aiqing has made a great contribution to the invention of movable type printing, and specially named Uncle Zhongyi, his wife Shen Song, and Mrs. Zhongyi..."

The word    loyalty and righteousness is like reminding Song Jingchen that everything he has now is given by his emperor. Of course, Song Jingchen should also be loyal to him.

  Song Jingchen pursed his lips and kowtowed to thank him.

  The two returned to the seat, Shen Yijia clearly felt that Song Jingchen was a little angry, she tugged at his sleeve: "Xiang Gong?"

  Song Jingchen sighed helplessly, everything this girl does is for herself, she can't wait to give him anything good, what reason does he have to be angry?

   "Are you hungry, now you can eat some jerky."

  Shen Yijia was very obedient, Song Jingchen said that she didn't eat anything in the palace if she could, and she really didn't eat anything from the beginning to the end.

   Even though the dishes that were served just now looked delicious, she didn't touch them.

   Hearing Song Jingchen say this, Shen Yijia knew that he was not angry anymore, grinned, and pulled out two candied fruits from his purse, one for each person.

   "Keep the rest and give it to my aunt later."

  Song Jingchen: This silly girl.

  With the seemingly random but meaningful gifts from Song Jingchen and his wife in front, the emperors who came behind were not in a good mood, mainly because of the nobility, which made him feel like he was stuck in his throat.

   After everyone finished offering their gifts, some folk artists began to come in to perform.

  The emperor symbolically drank a few glasses of wine with the crowd, then he retired from the table ahead of schedule and ordered King Jing, the eldest son, to serve the guests on his behalf.

  As soon as the emperor left, the atmosphere in the hall became much more lively, and the officials were no longer restrained, and began to toast everywhere with wine bottles.

  Song Jingchen just won the award, and there are not a few people who come to toast.

  Since he was in officialdom, even if Song Jingchen didn't want to, he had to flatter one or two.

   After drinking a glass of wine, Shen Yijia was speechless and resisted the urge to kick the person who came up.

   The birthday banquet did not end until the end of Shen Shi.

After   , everyone went out of the palace in order of status.

  Shen Yijia and Song Jingchen had just walked out of the hall when Eunuch Li came to block their way.

"Master Song... oh, looking at our family's memory, it should be called Uncle Zhongyi now." Eunuch Li slapped his mouth like a treasure, and then continued with a smile: "Your Majesty asked our family to take Uncle and Madam to the cold palace. ."

  Song Jingchen glanced at the line of servants behind Eunuch Li, and nodded: "You have to work!"

  When night falls, unlike other brightly lit palaces, Weiyang Palace seems to be a world of its own, with darkness imprisoning the palace like a cage.

   With Eunuch Li leading the way, the guards guarding the gate automatically opened the heavy gate.

   "Uncle, please!" Eunuch Li stretched out his hand for the petition.

   Looking at the desolation inside through the gate, Song Jingchen's hand under his sleeve clenched into a fist.

   Before he was born, Song Li entered the palace, but Li often brought him into the palace when he was young to talk to her.

  When he was a little older, he accompanied Shangguanhan to study for a while.

   Almost every time he entered the palace, Song Jingchen would bring some folk gadgets to greet her first.

   So the relationship between the two aunts and nephews has always been very close.

   Thinking that he would not be able to take people out of the cold palace for a while, Song Jingchen couldn't blame himself more.

   As he was thinking about it, his soft hand squeezed into his palm domineeringly.

  Song Jingchen was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and met a pair of eyes that were as bright as stars.

   Shen Yijia tilted her head: "Xianggong, let's go in."

  Song Jingchen's strength loosened a bit, and pursed his lips: "Well."

   The two of them walked in front, and Eunuch Li followed with everyone.

   The group's steps were not light, Fang walked into the yard, and a weak female voice came from the main hall with a trace of light: "Suyun, go and see who is here...cough..."

  Today is the emperor's birthday, and the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard clearly even in this cold palace.

  Song Li really couldn't figure out who else would come to such an unlucky place as the Cold Palace at this time.

   "Hey, the slaves are going now." Su Yun responded and walked quickly to the door.

   The dilapidated door of the temple opened, and seeing the people outside, Su Yun suddenly froze in place.

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   (end of this chapter)