Qianqiu Festival

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Qianqiu Festival

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and soon it was the Qianqiu Festival, which was also the birthday of Queen Zhang.

Hundreds of civil and military officials, officials at all levels in the prefecture and counties, rushed to present their wishes, and congratulations flew into the palace like snowflakes.

The wives who went to celebrate the ceremony should enter the palace at the corner of Hengyang, which is Si hour. If there is any particularity, it may be that after celebrating their birthdays, they can give a banquet directly at noon.

However, although they enter the palace at this time, in fact, the married women get up early in the morning and do not drink tea to fill their stomachs.

Of course, it was not so that I could eat more for the lunch banquet, but because I was afraid that something unexpected might happen while waiting to greet the Queen, and I wanted to go to the toilet, or just have a stomachache and pass gas directly, which would be too rude.

Zhao Yuerong also got up early, took a bath, and changed clothes. As a fifth-grade imperial concubine, she naturally had imperial clothing that conformed to her grade. At this time, she had already put on the Xiapei trousers with Yunxia mandarin duck pattern, as well as the bright red robe, and her ears.

Silver pendant decorated with gold-plated hairpins.

Putting on this outfit, in addition to being delicate, she also looked more graceful and dignified, but her white and tender face was full of nervousness.

She is a bit like Ye Gong's love for dragons. When she first learned that she could attend the Qianqiu Banquet to meet the Queen, she was extremely excited. When it came time to actually go to see the Queen, she became nervous again.

"Don't be nervous. When you enter the palace and see the queen, you just have to follow the salutes we have rehearsed these days. The queen will not chat with you. There are so many married women, and you are only a fifth-grade woman. You are the lowest ranking among the married women.

Yes, the queen has to take care of those first- and second-grade concubines in advance. It seems inappropriate to chat with you.

After the ceremony is over, the Queen will tell you to sit flat on her back, and then you can sit in the corner, and no one will notice you."

"Um"

Zhao Yuerong bit his lip and responded with a low eyebrow. He felt a little more relaxed after hearing these words.

Although Xia Yuan was a little worried, he didn't think anything would go wrong. The wife who could go to congratulate the ceremony had to be a imperial concubine. The imperial title did not qualify at all, and the imperial edict was only fifth grade.

Therefore, Xiaoqiuzi's fifth-grade imperial edict is pleasant, which is the minimum standard for participating.

The ladies of the Ming Dynasty were very high-minded and had a strict hierarchy. Those ladies who were of a higher grade than her would definitely not chat with her. The only ones who could chat with her were Yiren who were of the same grade as her.

But there are very few of this grade.

The wives of first-, second- and third-grade officials definitely have imperial orders, because these people are high-ranking officials in the imperial court, important ministers whom the emperor relies on, and they have a sense of presence in the eyes of the emperor.

As for the fifth-rank officials, to put it bluntly, the emperor didn't even know a few of them personally, so how could he possibly think of giving imperial orders to their wives?

So when she got to the place, she would most likely just be a little transparent, salute the queen, sit down in the corner and be done with it.

It may seem cruel to others, but to Xiaoqiuzi, it's a dream come true.

She has a soft personality, not to mention that her purpose in attending this Qianqiu Banquet is extremely simple, just to see what the queen looks like and what the palace is like.

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It was almost six o'clock, and the vermilion door of the Meridian Gate slowly opened, and then the eunuchs came out to congratulate the women on their entry into the palace.

Zhao Yuerong was indeed a little transparent. She was taken to the palace gate by Xia Yuan in a sedan chair and stood with a bunch of married women. No one paid attention to her at the end.

As the palace door opened, he lowered his eyebrows and followed the others into the palace, still a little transparent.

Under the guidance of the eunuch, a procession like a long snake snaked its way, led by naturally those first- and second-grade imperial wives.

Most of them are elderly ladies. These are the wives of Dukes or ministers of the DPRK.

The rest are almost all middle-aged women, and Zhao Yuerong is the youngest among them.

I was also the most embarrassed and uneasy. After all, it was my first time entering the palace, so I was inevitably nervous.

However, she did not forget the purpose of her trip. She followed the last of the group of ladies and quietly looked at the majestic Forbidden City.

The eyes were full of wonder, but also dazed and confused.

When we arrived at Kunning Palace, the place was already decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. A female official came out and led the ladies into the palace.

After entering the palace, the next step was the court ceremony. All the ladies bowed down together, "On the Qianqiu Festival, I congratulate the Queen!"

Zhao Yuerong wanted to see what the legendary queen looked like, but unfortunately she was too far away. She was standing at the end of the crowd. She was almost at the entrance of the palace. She was not tall, and was blocked by the backs of the wives.

, I couldn’t see anyone at all.

Dozens of people shouted the congratulations together, which made her come back to her senses and hurriedly followed them to bow down together. Although she was half a beat late, luckily she was at the end and was not seen by the other married women.

Queen Zhang, who was sitting on the main seat, saw this scene and didn't care. She said with a smile: "Let's all lie flat. There is no need to be cautious, and there is no need to panic. This Kunning Palace in this palace has not been so lively for a long time.

, it seems that with your presence, this Thousand-Autumn Festival in my palace has become a little more joyful."

"Come here, please give me a seat for your ladies."

After all the married women bowed again, they stood up and took their seats according to their positions.

Zhao Yuerong also quickly stood up. Maybe she was a little too slow just now, which made her a little confused. Now she became nervous again. She just kept her husband's instructions in mind, turned around and walked to the corner of the main hall of Kunning Palace.

But when I looked around the corner, there were no seats at all.

In fact, Xia Yuan made it very clear that it was the corner, not the corner of the hall.

Where to sit depends on where the corner seat is, but things can easily get into trouble when people are nervous.

Seeing that there was no place, Zhao Yuerong was anxious and panicked for a moment. He looked around at a loss and felt even more at a loss. Tears welled up in his anxious eyes.

At this time, all the women were seated. Seeing this scene, many women covered their faces with their sleeves and laughed, with a hint of mockery in their laughter.

Listening to these laughter, Zhao Yuerong became more and more embarrassed, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he didn't know what to do. He could only stand there blankly, with tears flowing out of his eyes.

At this moment, Empress Zhang finally spoke, "I don't know whose wife she is. I think it was her first time entering the palace, so she lost her bearings in a panic."

At this time, Queen Zhang still looked unconcerned. She roughly guessed who it was. Standing at the end, it must be the fifth-grade imperial edict Yiren.

At first I thought that Xia Xima was just talking, but now I saw it was true.

It was really scary.

Empress Zhang said softly: "Come on, don't be nervous, come closer and let me take a look at you."

Listening to this soft voice, Zhao Yuerong felt inexplicably calmer. He sniffed, held back his tears, and stepped forward.

Empress Zhang's original intention was to say a few words to her, to comfort her, so that she would not be so nervous and at a loss, and to take a look at what kind of lovely wife she was.

But when she got closer, Empress Zhang's body trembled, as if her whole body had been struck by lightning, and her smile suddenly froze on her face.
Chapter completed!