It's hard to love a concubine
Chapter 28
Chapter 28
Could it be that he went to find that unrepentant Qian noble by himself?Well, he doesn't want to make that noble man look good.
Or maybe it was to solve Wanfu's troubles, and he really wanted to do whatever he wanted. After serving the emperor to bed that night, an eunuch came over slowly.
Wanfu was asking the little eunuch to serve him and pinch his shoulders, when he saw Zhang Ping, who entered the palace at the same time, but was not as good as himself, came over with a flattering face.
Zhang Ping was even two years older than Wanfu. Wanfu called Zhang Ping his elder brother when they were sleeping under a quilt in the same room, because their hometowns were quite close and they were considered fellow villagers.
But ever since Wanfu served the emperor, his eyes had grown on the top of his head, so he selectively forgot all about fellow countrymen and good brothers.
Seeing Wanfu, Zhang Ping nodded and said, "Brother Wan, would you like me to give you a shoulder squeeze?"
Wanfu drank tea from a Jun Kiln teacup without even looking at Zhang Ping.
Zhang Ping was not angry, and smiled like a chrysanthemum, "This teacup is a good thing, is it a Jun Kiln object? You can only see it here, Brother Wan."
Wanfu doesn't like gold or silver. He thinks copper stinks. He just likes antique calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, chicken blood stones and the like. Everyone in the palace knows this, so if you want to ask him to do something, you really have to Out of pocket.
"Okay, you can tell that." Wanfu finally glanced at Zhang Ping.
Zhang Ping chuckled, "Not only can I see it, but I also have a better object."
Wanfu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhang Ping, "This is an orphan."
Zhang Ping took out a food box, with bright red cherries on top, which looked delicious. He bent down and handed it to Wanfu, and said, "Taste the red cherries."
Wanfu opened the cherry and looked in, couldn't help being happy, there was a Jun kiln teacup that was almost the same as his teacup, and said with a smile, "Is there something you need to ask me?"
"It's not me, it's our master." Zhang Ping pointed in the direction where Liu Zhaoyi lived, "Hasn't His Majesty favored Your Majesty recently? Our master just wanted to show his face in front of His Majesty?"
If Wanfu had collected things before, as for whether he could help, he would definitely have to find an opportunity, but this time it was different. Wanfu thought of the emperor who had been depressed all the time, and the nobleman Qian who was not on the stage, and suddenly felt that it was really important. If you want to sleep, you will be given a pillow.
Why didn't he push Liu Zhaoyi up?Not only can the emperor forget about Qiangui, but also have a good relationship with Liu Zhaoyi?
(End of this chapter)
Could it be that he went to find that unrepentant Qian noble by himself?Well, he doesn't want to make that noble man look good.
Or maybe it was to solve Wanfu's troubles, and he really wanted to do whatever he wanted. After serving the emperor to bed that night, an eunuch came over slowly.
Wanfu was asking the little eunuch to serve him and pinch his shoulders, when he saw Zhang Ping, who entered the palace at the same time, but was not as good as himself, came over with a flattering face.
Zhang Ping was even two years older than Wanfu. Wanfu called Zhang Ping his elder brother when they were sleeping under a quilt in the same room, because their hometowns were quite close and they were considered fellow villagers.
But ever since Wanfu served the emperor, his eyes had grown on the top of his head, so he selectively forgot all about fellow countrymen and good brothers.
Seeing Wanfu, Zhang Ping nodded and said, "Brother Wan, would you like me to give you a shoulder squeeze?"
Wanfu drank tea from a Jun Kiln teacup without even looking at Zhang Ping.
Zhang Ping was not angry, and smiled like a chrysanthemum, "This teacup is a good thing, is it a Jun Kiln object? You can only see it here, Brother Wan."
Wanfu doesn't like gold or silver. He thinks copper stinks. He just likes antique calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, chicken blood stones and the like. Everyone in the palace knows this, so if you want to ask him to do something, you really have to Out of pocket.
"Okay, you can tell that." Wanfu finally glanced at Zhang Ping.
Zhang Ping chuckled, "Not only can I see it, but I also have a better object."
Wanfu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhang Ping, "This is an orphan."
Zhang Ping took out a food box, with bright red cherries on top, which looked delicious. He bent down and handed it to Wanfu, and said, "Taste the red cherries."
Wanfu opened the cherry and looked in, couldn't help being happy, there was a Jun kiln teacup that was almost the same as his teacup, and said with a smile, "Is there something you need to ask me?"
"It's not me, it's our master." Zhang Ping pointed in the direction where Liu Zhaoyi lived, "Hasn't His Majesty favored Your Majesty recently? Our master just wanted to show his face in front of His Majesty?"
If Wanfu had collected things before, as for whether he could help, he would definitely have to find an opportunity, but this time it was different. Wanfu thought of the emperor who had been depressed all the time, and the nobleman Qian who was not on the stage, and suddenly felt that it was really important. If you want to sleep, you will be given a pillow.
Why didn't he push Liu Zhaoyi up?Not only can the emperor forget about Qiangui, but also have a good relationship with Liu Zhaoyi?
(End of this chapter)
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