The imperial concubine is favored by the Six Palaces again

Chapter 142 Do I Still Have a Chance
The sound of silk and bamboo at the banquet lasted until late at night before gradually dissipating.

When Jiang Yuming returned to Ganquan Palace, it was already around two o'clock at night.

After a simple wash, Jiang Yuming took advantage of this gap to take a nap. As for why it was a nap.

That's because it's about three o'clock after washing, and I have to get up around six o'clock in the morning.

There was a family banquet in the morning of the first day of junior high school, and the time seemed to be seven o'clock in the morning, so Jiang Yuming had to get up an hour earlier to get dressed.

At the family dinner in the morning, Meng Chengye came over to drink a glass of wine and then left. Today's Meng Chengye might be extraordinarily busy.

The family banquet in the morning lasted relatively short, and when it was about nine o'clock, the big guys had to go to the Taimiao to worship their ancestors and then go to Baohua Hall to pray for blessings and Buddhas.

Then everyone greeted the queen mother, and there was another person who greeted the queen.

It's just that the palace is not established at this time, so this process is avoided.

Meng Chengye was also busy here, after the family banquet, he turned around and went to the study to start writing.

The so-called opening pen is to write the characters of blessing or longevity on New Year's Day. The ancestors believed that New Year's Day is the beginning of the new year, which is suitable for writing New Year's blessings for the country in the coming year.

Of course, the first character written will be hung in the Palace of Renzheng, and the emperor will generally reward the concubines or ministers with the subsequent characters. (Note: The Chinese New Year here is borrowed from the Chinese New Year of the Qing Dynasty, with slight changes.)
Meng Chengye looked at the dozen or so "Fu" characters under his hand, rubbed his wrist and stopped writing.

Except for the first one that Yang Fu had already posted, the rest were rewarded to concubines and ministers.

Meng Chengye picked the one he thought was the best and handed it to Yang Fu: "Go, send it to Concubine Jin Gui."

Yang Fu's eyes lit up when he just came in, and he cheerfully took the word "Fu" and went out with numbness under his feet.

Meng Chengye looked puzzled, I gave it to Chacha, why is he excited?
Today is New Year's Day, and on the first day of the new year, Yang Fu still couldn't find an excuse to go to Jiang Yuming's to have a good time. He just dozed off, and Meng Chengye handed him the pillow.

With this new year's blessing, Yang Fu happily came to Jiang Yuming's place.

"Your concubine's wife is auspicious, and my servant congratulates her for a safe and sound year."

Yang Fu entered the door holding the calligraphy and saluted.

"Eunuch Yang, please hurry up. It's Chinese New Year, how come Eunuch Yang is free to come to this palace?" Jiang Yuming was giving out red envelopes to people in the palace.

I came back too late yesterday and forgot.

It was supposed to be sent to everyone last night.

"Go back to your mother, the emperor asked the servants to send her the New Year's greetings, your mother, take a look, this is the best one written by the emperor."

Yang Fule said with a chuckle.

"It's time to thank you, Elan." Jiang Yuming picked up the writing and looked at it.

There should be a place to hang it in the dormitory.

Elan took a big purse and handed it to Yang Fu. Yang Fu put on a pretty face again and said a lot of blessings.

Because of the Chinese New Year, Jiang Yuming gave a lot more, a total of 88 taels, and there was a small handful of pumpkin seeds in it.

Yang Fu, who had already left the gate of Ganquan Palace, wished he could kowtow to Jiang Yuming again now.

Don't say it, it's the uncle who gives the money!
He thought that Master Jin would be a little more than usual, so he came here specially to ask for a prize, and of course, it was also for drinking tea tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, Master Jin rewarded gold directly and generously.

Yang Fu returned to the Palace of Renzheng with the gold and silver in his hands with a silly face.

Is there really no chance for him to jump ship to Master Jin's now?

Meng Chengye looked up at Yang Fu, then lowered his head to process several urgent memorials.

I think there is still a chance for you to be reincarnated.

(End of this chapter)