Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Xu Miaoyun was wholeheartedly trying to come up with ideas for how to help the concubines in the palace get along harmoniously, but she never expected that these concubines would not appreciate it at all.

The king's concubine's eyes flickered, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth.

I only heard her say in a sarcastic tone: "Sister, do you think you can be on equal footing with Princess Xie, so you want to use your status as the mistress of the house to suppress us?

Humph, we don’t buy that.”

After saying this, he glanced at Xu Miaoyun with disdain. Seeing this, the other concubines also echoed him, with disapproval on their faces.

After that, their attitude towards Xu Miaoyun became increasingly bad, and they would mock her whenever there was an occasion.

Xu Miaoyun's enthusiasm was ruthlessly extinguished by them, and a bone-chilling chill surged in her heart.

She was thinking only of the palace, but why was she treated like this?
The interpersonal relationships in this palace are far more complicated and dangerous than he had imagined.

However, Xu Miaoyun did not become depressed.

Just at this time, the palace held a poetry event.

A misplaced landscape in the garden caught Xu Miaoyun's attention.

She suddenly had an idea and said to the guests with a smile: "This scenery in the garden today is unique and charming, just like a silent poem, which reminds me of many poems.

I wonder if all the guests would be interested in writing a masterpiece on this topic to add color to today's event?"

When the guests heard this, they responded one after another.

For a while, the sounds of reciting poems and composing couplets rose one after another.

Xu Miaoyun cleverly resolved the potential embarrassment and made this landscape a highlight of the banquet.

Afterwards, Zhu Gang's eyes were full of admiration. He gently took Xu Miaoyun's hand and said affectionately, "Madam's actions today really impressed me.

It is my fortune and the fortune of the palace to have your help. "

Xu Miaoyun's cheeks flushed slightly, and she said softly, "My husband, thank you for your compliment. I just don't want to spoil everyone's fun."

The two smiled at each other, and their feelings grew deeper as their eyes met.

On another day, the ladies of the palace held a gathering to appreciate the flowers.

In the garden, peonies and peonies are in full bloom.

Red like fire, pink like clouds, white like snow, what a lively scene of colorful flowers.

Xu Miaoyun was wearing a plain brocade robe and a white jade hairpin on her head.

Her elegant attire makes her look like a white lotus blooming in the bustling city, fresh and refined among the other ladies in gorgeous clothes.

As soon as he entered, Li Ji, the concubine who was serving as the ceremonial attendant, came forward with her waist twisted.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she looked like she was smiling but not really smiling.

"Oh, Sister Xu is dressed so elegantly today. Could it be that you don't take this flower-viewing party seriously?"

Xu Miaoyun's heart tightened, but she still had a gentle smile on her face, and she slowly responded, "Sister Li, you are joking. I see that the flowers in the garden are so colorful and beautiful.

If I dress in colorful clothes, wouldn’t I steal the spotlight from the flowers?

My sister's outfit today really matches this beautiful spring scenery."

Everyone moved to the pavilion to taste tea.

Concubine Zhang, who had not yet been canonized, looked at Xu Miaoyun with a hint of ill intent in her eyes.

She brought up the topic in a sarcastic tone: "I heard that you are a great pianist. Can you play a piece for us today to open our eyes?"

Xu Miaoyun knew in her heart that the other party was deliberately making things difficult for her and wanted to embarrass her in front of everyone.

However, Xu Miaoyun still stood up calmly, bowed slightly and said: "Since the sisters are interested, I will show my ugliness.

It’s just that I haven’t played for a long time, so my technique is not very good. I hope my sisters won’t laugh at me.”

After saying that, Xu Miaoyun walked gracefully to the piano and sat down gently.

She took a deep breath, and gently stroked the strings with both hands, and suddenly a piece of "Yangchun Baixue" slowly flowed out. Xu Miaoyun's fingering was skillful and the sound of the piano was melodious.

Sometimes it feels like a spring breeze blowing on your face, gentle and delicate, making you feel as if you are under the warm spring sun.

Sometimes it sounds like the gurgling of a stream, clear and pleasant, as if it can wash away the dust in people's hearts.

This wonderful piano music brought everyone into an elegant mood.

When the song ended, the guests were all immersed in it, as if they were still traveling in that wonderful world of music.

It took them a while to come back to their senses and they all applauded and praised.

Concubine Zhang's face changed slightly, but she was unwilling to give up.

She took advantage of everyone's praise and said in a sour tone: "Sister's piano skills are indeed superb, but in this palace, piano skills alone are not enough. She must also be able to help His Highness solve problems."

Xu Miaoyun felt a sharp pain in her heart, she knew that the other party was hinting at her actions in the management of the palace affairs.

So she took a deep breath and responded with a smile: "Sister Zhang is right, I have also been trying to learn how to better assist my husband in managing the palace.

If my sister has any opinions, please feel free to share them with me."

Concubine Zhang was choked by Xu Miaoyun's soft yet tough response and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Seeing this, the other concubines tried to smooth things over.

"We are all sisters, why are you saying this?
Today is a gathering to enjoy the flowers, and the most important thing is to be happy. "

The awkward atmosphere between the two was finally resolved.

After this flower-viewing gathering, Xu Miaoyun increasingly realized the complexity and subtlety of the interpersonal relationships within the palace.

She used to be confident and free-spirited, but in such an environment, she had to be more cautious in dealing with every occasion and every word.

As she lived in the palace more and more, Xu Miaoyun became keenly aware of the management of the palace's daily affairs.

Just like the cornerstone of a building, it concerns the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of a family.

Xu Miaoyun was exposed to family affairs since she was young. With her own talents and responsibilities, she soon turned her attention to the accounting management of the palace.

During a discussion of internal affairs in the palace, when talking about the expenses and financial planning of each room, Xu Miaoyun maintained a fair and selfless attitude.

She combined what she had learned with her experience in family management and spoke frankly about the shortcomings of existing accounting management.

“Now the accounting records are like a tangled mess, unclear.

Some expenditures are uncontrolled and lack reasonable planning.

If this continues, the foundation of the palace may be shaken."

Xu Miaoyun hoped that these suggestions would bring innovation and progress to the palace, but her words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples among some conservative forces.

Those old maids who were accustomed to the old system and perhaps had selfish motives in the original accounting management felt dissatisfied.

Their hidden gazes were like thorns in my back, and their whispers were like mosquitoes buzzing in my ears.

"What does a young woman know about accounting management? Is she trying to show off?"

When the other old lady heard her companion say this, she immediately expressed her dissatisfaction indignantly.

"That's right, our palace has always been managed this way, how can she be so bossy?"

Even though Xu Miaoyun was wearing clothes as gorgeous as clouds, she could not hide her inner loneliness and helplessness.

At the same time, the palace's eager expectations for the eldest son were like an invisible mountain, weighing heavily on Xu Miaoyun's shoulders.

However, there was no good news from Xu Miaoyun's pregnancy. The pressure from her family heritage and her status in the royal palace surrounded her like a surging tide, almost suffocating her.

During countless sleepless nights, Xu Miaoyun was in a fierce struggle.

In the early days of deciding to change, she was filled with self-doubt and reluctance.

(End of this chapter)