Farming Space: The Lucky and Lovely Lady Come to Farm

Zhang Ying's personal maid packed her things and whispered: "The emperor has been staying in Changchun Palace every day these past few days. If this continues, Jieyu may become the target of public criticism in the harem."

Zhang Ying said calmly: "Mommy, there is nothing we can do about this. The emperor is coming, can I still stop him from coming?"

"In this palace, only those who are not favored are not targeted. If you are afraid of this or that, why bother entering the palace?"

Mammy whispered: "I don't mean that, slave. As the saying goes, if the water flows slowly, no matter how delicious the food is if you eat it every day, you will soon get tired of it."

"This slave is just worried."

Zhang Ying sat in front of the dressing table, looking at the charming beauty in the bronze mirror, and smiled lightly, "Mammy, it's not that I don't understand what you mean, this is the palace."

"The most indispensable thing in the palace is beauty. Are you afraid that the emperor will get tired of it? Why don't you think that if he eats something else, he might not come to Changchun Palace."

"I'm just going to take advantage of this opportunity to win the emperor's heart in one go."

Mammy lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty is right, I was wrong."

Zhang Ying said angrily: "I am just Jieyu now, and I can't be called empress."

Mammy placed the phoenix hairpin she just got on Zhang Ying's head and said, "With your great favor, as long as you are pregnant, the emperor will surely recommend you to the throne soon. It will be a matter of time."

Mammy paused and said, "Your Majesty is favored now, so don't forget about something big. The Marquis doesn't have a position yet. Anyone can step on her while she's at home, and she doesn't look good on her face."

Zhang Ying stretched out her hand to steady the phoenix hairpin on her head, and after a while she said slowly: "I'll mention it to the emperor when I find a chance."

The emperor met Master Yin in Qianqing Palace.

Master Liaoyin just came from Ping'an City.

The emperor sat across from Master Yin and poured a cup of tea for Master Yin himself. "I would like to thank Master for your guidance over the years."

Master Liaoyin clasped his hands together and said, "This is all the Emperor's own blessing."

The emperor waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be cautious, we are just like before. We invite you to Beijing this time for something."

Master Liaoyin lowered his head slightly and said, "Your Majesty just gives orders."

"I want to build a magnificent royal temple in the suburbs of Beijing, called Huguo Temple. I would like to ask the master to preside over the construction of Huguo Temple and serve as the abbot of Huguo Temple."

Master Liaoyin nodded slightly, he was very willing to promote Buddhism, "Great kindness."

The emperor smiled and said: "As long as the master agrees. When the master is in the capital, I can often go to you to drink tea and play chess as before."

Master Liaoyin did not reply to this sentence, but said: "I'm afraid it will take several years to build the Huguo Temple."

The emperor picked up the teacup and took a sip. "Of course, I want to build the most gorgeous temple. It will take at least two or three years."

Master Liaoyin was silent for a while, "The poor monk has something to say."

The emperor put down the teacup and said, "Master, just tell me what you have to say."

"Amitabha." Master Lieyin recited the Buddha's name first, and then said: "The emperor has conquered the world now, so he should cherish his blessings."

The emperor raised his eyebrows, "Cherishing blessings?"

He laughed and said, "How to cherish blessings?"

"Mediocre food? Common people living in a humble house?"

"Hahaha, if this is true, not only is it unseemly, but what's the point of what the emperor is doing?"

"Besides, I am the emperor, so naturally I am the luckiest person in the world."

Master Liaoyin lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and said nothing more.