Chapter 1191 I want to discuss with the monarch tonight
Mrs. Meng was already urging her to get on the bus sooner, and it would be too late if it was too late.
She walked towards the carriage and threw only one sentence to Meng Shuyu: "She is not my maid, she is Mrs. Jinghong."
Before Meng Shuyu could react at first, she realized it when Mrs. Meng and Bai Heran's carriage had already left first and Mr. Meng was also urging him to get on the car.
But after a sudden realization, the whole person seemed to be suddenly fixed, and he was in place all of a sudden, unable to move his steps anymore. No matter how Master Meng shouted, he could not shout him.
Mr. Meng had no choice but to get off the carriage and walked to him, frowned and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"
While speaking, he looked at the direction where Mrs. Meng's carriage was heading. He had just seen that Bai Heran said something before leaving.
"Father, you said that we wanted to avenge my sister, she kindly helped.
Or is it that she wants to do what she wants to do? We just happened to bridge it?"
Meng Shuyu looked at his father and asked in a low voice.
Mr. Meng frowned and asked Meng Shuyu, "No matter which one it is, is the person he is pointing to in the end our enemy?
If so, then is it that we take the initiative or they take the initiative, what's the difference?
Do you think that our Meng family can really avenge your sister's revenge?"
He raised his hand to rub his face, "Shuyu, your sister died at the hands of the king, and the fundamental reason for all this was that he had talked about marriage with a princess many years ago..." Bai Heran naturally didn't know that in the car behind, Mr. Meng told Meng Shuyu about the things he had with Chunyu Lan back then.
She only knew that Mrs. Meng kept saying to her over and over again: "After entering the palace, you must follow me closely, not run around, not look around, and not talk to others casually.
If someone asks you something, you can avoid it. If you really can't, you will answer vaguely. In short, be careful in everything and don't say too much to those people.
When I see your aunt again, you just kowtow to celebrate your birthday, and don’t worry about anything else. If she asks you what your mother will answer for you, just listen.”
She nodded and said everything was based on Mrs. Meng.
The Gebu Palace was festive today. When I got off the carriage, I heard a lady chatting together, saying: "The noble concubine is such a blessing. His Majesty is indispensable for the birthday of His Majesty every year, just to make her happy, just to make her happy."
"But is the Gui Taiwei really happy?"
Someone questioned this, "I was not too happy to see the concubine Gui at the birthday party last year. She sat for a while and left.
Later, I said I was in poor health and tired, so I went back to rest first.
But it is said that after he went back, he called Princess Luo'an and Princess Guangping to go to Anning Palace for a banquet. During the banquet, the concubine laughed happily, which was really happy."
Someone sighed, "After all, my biological son is different from my biological son. Princess Luoan is the biological daughter of the concubine. It is the flesh that fell off her body. It must have hurt from the inside and out.
This is also a blessing that only a princess was born. If she had been born as a prince, I would have been afraid that there would not be such a scene now."
"This is hard to say."
Someone reminded, "There are many people and many people. If they spread it, it will cause a disaster."
But the person who said this did not realize it or cares, but said it even more excitedly: "A big disaster?"
Haha, sending Yue'er into the palace was the biggest disaster. Can there be any more disasters than this?
My daughter, whom I gave birth to through a lot of hardships, was held in my heart like a treasure and raised for seventeen years. I happily sent her to the palace, thinking that with her beauty and family background, even if she didn't compete for the first place in the harem, she would at least be one of the four concubines.
What's the result?
One of the four concubines was given, and the prince was born, but who would have thought that this child was simply..." �
The maid covered her wife's mouth and said to the ladies and ladies beside her: "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. My wife has been in poor health recently. She had a fever yesterday. Maybe she was confused. She said all the things she said are vague. Don't take it to your heart, 10 million."
The maid is really anxious. Today is a palace banquet, which is held by His Majesty the monarch for the noble concubine. The people who come and go are all the prosperous tribes in the capital. If this is spread and then passed to His Majesty the monarch, their family will be over.
But how could the person who hears it not take it to heart?
This is too sensitive, and a fool is not to take it to his heart.
However, people also comforted: "Don't worry, it's not like it even if it is spread. This is not what Mrs. Sun said alone. It's been spreading all over the streets and alleys in Beijing now, and Mrs. Sun's head cannot be found."
The man sighed as he spoke, "Oh, my daughter was sent to the palace. Although she was just a concubine's daughter, she was also from our Wu family. If something really happened, she would be unrelated."
After she said this, the other people were also weakened.
The prosperous family in the capital is a family of ministers. Unless the family really has no daughters, almost every household has daughters sent to the palace.
As for whether to be a concubine or a beauty, in addition to looking at family background, it mainly depends on personal fortune.
This is done to appease foreign ministers, and to restrain foreign ministers.
The court and the harem are inseparable. This method has been used throughout history and every dynasty and every generation, and no one thinks it is inappropriate.
But this dynasty is different. Since each batch of beauty selections entered the palace after the monarch ascended the throne, people have a different feeling from the past.
At first, this feeling was not obvious, or even if people had speculations in their hearts, they didn’t dare to say anything more. After all, there was no real evidence. Just because there were always concubines in the harem, or there were always concubines who went to argue with the monarch, which was obviously seeking death.
After all, they only say "This harem is jealous and quarrel", which can be dismissed. Your own daughter cannot fight against others in the palace, so what else can she say?
But now it’s different. Rumors about the inhumane kings and the children of the harem who were born to the father of the father have spread throughout Fengxiangcheng. How could they not mind and how could they not be excited?
Especially those families whose daughters have died, they are ready to go privately and wait for this palace banquet to go out and ask the king what they want.
Many people even worried that one side would be weak, so several families joined forces to wait for the palace banquet to attack on the spot.
"You guys say, will there be a big trouble in this palace banquet?"
A wife was worried and hurried, "I'm not attacking everyone or saying sarcastic words. Although my master never gave birth to a daughter, so no daughter was sent to the palace, my son disappeared three years ago."
She pressed her voice very low, especially when she saw the Meng family's carriage stop and Mrs. Meng got out of the carriage, her voice became even more low.
"Someone has said before that my son looks a bit like the king when he was young, especially his eyes, and he doesn't look crooked when he smiles, and he looks very much like the king.
I never like to hear such words. My sons are like parents, how could they be like others?
But there are always some coincidences in the world. As many people talk about it over and over again, I feel that it is a bit similar.
Until he disappeared three years ago, the master and I thought of rumors about the father."
The lady's voice was so low that Mrs. Meng could not hear it at all. Even Bai Heran read the contents based on her lips.
She looked at the lady carefully and soon saw a trace of determination from the lady's eyes.
"My son is my heart, I only have one son, the legitimate son of the mansion.
If he can't find it, he will have to hand over the family business to his concubine's son in the future. How can I be content?
You said, will my son’s disappearance have any connection with your daughter’s experience?
If it’s all the same thing, can we join forces and ask the king for an explanation?"
Several ladies around him nodded together, "Of course, we must join forces. Whether it is a son or a daughter, if they want to see people in their lives, they must see corpses. The king must give us an explanation."
A young lady was timid and shivered when she heard these words. She immediately whispered: "But I heard that the king is very cruel and kills people without blinking. No matter what the person being killed is, have you heard of the murdered court officials before?"
“So what?”
Her mother turned her head to look at her, "Child, you are fourteen years old. In another year, you will be in the palace and run for election as a beauty.
It would be fine if you can't choose it. If you choose it, what you will have to follow in the future is your sister's old path.
My mother has already taken your sister into it, and you must not be able to get one more in there.
So even if there are great risks today, my mother has to give it a try.”
After saying that, he went to see the maid who was still covering her wife's mouth, "Okay, put down your hands, don't be afraid. Not only do we think so, most of the guests today are planning this way."
The maid put her hand down timidly. Her wife breathed a sigh of relief. She turned her head and saw Mrs. Meng coming over with the help of a strange girl. So she quickly waved: "Sister Ying, why are you here? Come here quickly."
Mrs. Meng’s boudoir is named Lu Ying. After marrying Meng Wencheng, she will be called Mrs. Meng to the outside world.
But the sisters in the boudoir are still called the boudoir name.
Hearing someone calling her, Mrs. Meng looked at her for a while and then smiled, "It's the girl Hua Shang, why are you standing here?
Since you have arrived early, you should go into the palace early! Why are you blowing the cold wind here?"
The lady smiled and took two steps forward, "We happened to meet each other, so we talked."
Chapter completed!