The prince is more stable

Chapter 81: Mother Feng
Not knowing how to see his mother, Zhao Xiaoqian was reluctant to break the rules of Yaohua Palace.

But as a son, filial piety is essential. I heard that Yaohua Palace is a place for meditation and the people there live a hard life.

Zhao Xiaoqian had no faith. He did not understand why one had to live in poverty to be considered as a hermit. If defined in this way, all the poor peasants in the world would be considered as hermits.

There is no way to meet her for the time being, but I must provide my mother with food and clothing every month.

And at the moment, it seems that the only person who can help him bring these items into Yaohua Palace is Di Ying.

Because of this, Zhao Xiaoqian felt that he should be more polite to her in the future.

There were a lot of food and clothing prepared for his mother, filling up an entire carriage. In addition to some cakes made by the chefs in the palace, Zhao Xiaoqian also made some fried snacks by himself.

Since practicing celibacy is so hard, there is no need to worry about gaining weight.

Of course, one person cannot use so much, but Zhao Xiaoqian knows very well that there are human relationships and social customs in the Taoist temple. Sharing one's own things with others will eventually bring blessings.

The carriage was full, and Zhao Xiaoqian thanked Di Ying solemnly. Di Ying giggled, turned around and waved one hand in a very cool manner. The scene was very much like an idol drama.

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Sitting in the carriage, it swayed towards Yaohua Palace.

Di Ying had a smile on her lips, and her pretty face was as beautiful as a peach or plum.

Recalling the scenes of her time with Zhao Xiaoqian just now, every word and sentence seemed to be typed as subtitles in her mind. After putting them together, Di Ying felt more and more that this person was very interesting.

"Very interesting" means that he can make himself feel relaxed and happy, and does not have to observe the etiquette of a lady all the time, because he, as a prince, has no etiquette at all.

This guy... is really different from the other playboys in Bianjing City.

I heard that he has recently gained the trust of the government, and I also heard that for his sake, the government even broke the ancestral rule that relatives of the clan cannot hold powerful official positions.

He must be a man of extraordinary talent, otherwise why would the government go to so much trouble for him.

Talented, interesting to talk about, young and unmarried, and oh yeah, he can also write poetry and lyrics...

Which woman in the world would refuse such a man?

The carriage swayed, just like Di Ying's beating heart at the moment. Her white teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and then she suddenly remembered something.

Among the food, clothing, and daily necessities I sent to my aunt today, there was a very precious golden silkworm quilt.

Or... just give it to Zhao Xiaoqian's mother? No one would know about it, and no one would check the accounts.

I met his mother in Yaohua Palace last month. She seemed to like me very much and said a lot of things that would make other girls blush. For this reason, it is not excessive at all to give her a golden silk quilt.

Okay, it’s happily decided.

Di Ying's mood became brighter and brighter, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. She suddenly felt that the weather today was really good, and Bianjing had never been so sunny.

Two carriages stopped at Yaohua Palace, and Di Ying went in with ease.

Yaohua Palace is not a palace, it is actually a Taoist temple.

The special thing is that the female Taoists who practice in seclusion are all concubines and maidens who have failed in palace fights or committed crimes, or concubines who have failed in house fights of powerful families, etc.

In short, this Taoist temple is actually a prison for female losers.

Di Ying's aunt was not a loser. She was a concubine of Emperor Shenzong. After Emperor Shenzong's death, many concubines in the harem chose to become nuns. This was also for the dignity of the royal family.

You can't let the emperor's concubine remarry, that would be a breakdown of social ethics and morality.

The quiet room where my aunt lives is relatively tidy. Since she is not a loser, she should be treated as she deserves.

Di Ying ran into the quiet room, skipping and jumping. Her aunt was meditating on a cushion. When she saw Di Ying coming, her aunt's old eyes curved slightly, and a smile filled her eyes.

"Xiaoying'er is here again. She seems to be in a good mood today." Aunt said with a kind smile.

Di Ying was stunned: "How did you know I was in a good mood, Aunt?"

My aunt laughed and said, "I'm not blind. You're so happy that you're almost flying. How can I not see?"

Di Ying's face turned red, and she secretly asked herself if she was a little too proud.

"Oh, of course I'm in a good mood when I think about seeing my aunt today." Di Ying pulled her hand and swayed it left and right, acting coquettishly.

The aunt smiled wisely: "You see me every month, but you look so happy today. Could it be that my appearance today makes you in a very good mood?" Di Ying rolled her eyes coquettishly, her face getting redder and redder.

This aunt is even worse at chatting than Zhao Xiaoqian.

My aunt was an experienced person, so she could see Di Ying's expression clearly, and her heart was as clear as a mirror.

"Tell me, which boy is so lucky to be favored by my daughter of the Di family?"

"Aunt, what nonsense are you talking about! There is no such thing as a boy. I'm just in a good mood. What does it have to do with others?" Di Ying refused to admit it.

My aunt said with increasing amusement, "Well, if you don't want to admit it, fine. But when good things are about to happen, don't forget to send me a message so I can know."

Di Ying was so embarrassed that she stamped her feet and acted like a spoiled child. In short, she refused to admit it even if she was beaten to death.

The aunt and niece were chatting happily when footsteps were heard outside the door.

A thin and tired middle-aged Taoist priest walked in, bowed to my aunt, and then silently collected the unwashed cups and bowls that my aunt had used.

Di Ying looked closely and was shocked. She cried out in surprise, "Aunt Feng, why is it you? Why...why are you doing such menial work?"

The person named Aunt Feng was Zhao Xiaoqian's mother, Feng, who was also a lady from a prominent family. She was the granddaughter of Feng Zheng, the prime minister during the reign of Emperor Zhenzong of the Song Dynasty, and later married Zhao Hao, the King of Chu.

Feng naturally recognized Di Ying. Last time, Di Ying was entrusted by Zhao Xiaoqian to go to Yaohua Palace to give Feng a lot of food, clothing and daily necessities. The two had a very pleasant chat.

Feng then smiled and said lightly, "It's Miss Di. Long time no see."

Di Ying hurried forward and held her hand.

Although Feng was a lady from a prominent family, her hands were now covered with calluses and scratches, and were very rough.

"Aunt Feng, just tell me, has anyone in Yaohua Palace bullied you? You are such a noble person, how could they ask you to do such menial work?" Di Ying asked with a cold face.

Feng shook her head and said with a smile, "We are all sisters from the same sect, how could anyone bully us? For those who leave home, cultivating the mind is the most important thing, regardless of the bitterness or sweetness."

Seeing that Feng refused to speak, Di Ying turned to look at her aunt.

My aunt looked thoughtful.

Having practiced asceticism in the same Taoist temple for many years, she and Feng naturally knew each other, but they were just acquaintances and could not be considered friends. Most of the time, they rarely saw each other for a year.

This is a prison for women. Anyone who comes here has basically lost hope in life. No one is in the mood to build interpersonal relationships. Many people in Yaohua Palace may not even know a few people after practicing seclusion for ten or twenty years.

But my aunt knew Feng's identity and also knew that she had once been the Queen of Chu.

Seeing Di Ying's anxiety, her aunt calmly waved to her, "Xiaoying'er, don't be impatient. Come here and don't disturb others."

Di Ying walked to her aunt unwillingly.

At this time, the aunt nodded to Feng, and they bowed to each other in the Taoist style.

Then Feng packed up the clutter in the house and said goodbye and left.

Di Ying suddenly remembered and said, "Oh, the prince also asked me to bring a lot of things to Aunt Feng!"

Just as she was about to go out and catch up with Feng, her aunt called her again.

"Xiaoying'er, don't be in a hurry to send things. Some things should be clarified before making a decision." Aunt said calmly.

Di Ying was not stupid. She quickly thought of something and said, "Aunt, is there really someone in Yaohua Palace who dares to bully Aunt Feng?"

My aunt hummed and said, "I'm not familiar with Madam Feng, but I know the rules of Yaohua Palace."

"The Yaohua Palace not only has pure-minded women, but also many female officials. Most of these female officials are daughters of officials and hold the power in the Yaohua Palace. The food, clothing, and daily expenses of many women are all determined by the mood of the female officials."

"Those who can please the female officials will naturally have no worries about food and clothing, and only need to practice self-cultivation. If they offend the female officials, not only will their food and daily necessities be withheld, but they will also be punished by doing menial work such as cleaning and washing..."

The aunt said meaningfully, "This lady from the Feng family must have offended the female official."

Di Ying's pretty face flushed with anger. She gritted her teeth and said, "How dare they! Don't they know that Aunt Feng was once the wife of the King of Chu and the biological mother of Zhao Xiaoqian? How dare they bully Aunt Feng? They're courting death!"

My aunt smiled calmly and said, "Outside is outside, Yaohua Palace is Yaohua Palace, and the rules outside do not apply to Yaohua Palace."

Then the aunt was stunned and said, "Xiaoying'er, who is Zhao Xiaoqian? Is he the one who made you blush?"

(End of this chapter)