"Forget it, why are you arguing with an old beggar? He seems like a madman, no sense to reason here." Another young man pulled at the scholar’s sleeve and tapped his own head, suggesting to the scholar not to bother with the old beggar.
On the surface, he was just urging the scholar not to argue, but wasn’t he also mocking the old beggar brazenly?
What would a street beggar understand?
Would he understand chess? Would he know about the Great Eight Game Chess of the Six Nations? Would he comprehend the difficulty of the Kun game?
He knows nothing!
"Not at all." The old beggar, regardless of how people saw him, kept muttering these words under his breath.
Fortunately, most of those who watched were scholars. They sneered at the old beggar verbally but did not physically shove him.
The old beggar left muttering on his own, which only reinforced the spectators’ belief that he was a madman.
Xiao Liulang never loved to join a crowd. When he saw no movement up ahead, he had Liao Quan change the course.
Summers feature long days and short nights, so it was still light when they reached the Imperial Palace.
The palace guards halted his carriage: "Who goes there?"
"Hanlin scholar Xiao Liulang." Xiao Liulang was thinking about how to send a message to Renshou Palace. Then, he saw Xiaojing Kong take out a token, "Can we go in now?"
The guard’s expression didn’t change much upon hearing ’Hanlin scholar’, but upon sighting the token, he instantly adopted a respectful attitude: "Indeed, you may proceed!"
The guards let them through, and the carriage drove into the palace.
Xiao Liulang stared at Xiaojing Kong with surprise: "Where did you get that token?"
Xiaojing Kong calmly pocketed the token: "Auntie gave it to me, don’t you have one?"
Xiao Liulang: Of course, I don’t!
Xiaojing Kong started counting on his fingers: "Jiaojiao, Brother Xiaoshun, and Brother Yan have them."
So, it’s only him who doesn’t have one?!
What a bolt from the blue!!!
Xiaojing Kong was unaware that his brother-in-law didn’t have the token from auntie. Carriages were not allowed into the Imperial Harem. They had to stop near Jinluan Hall.
Xiaojing Kong jumped off the carriage and darted towards the harem.
The boundary between the harem and the outer palace was guarded too, but both guards recognized Xiaojing Kong. Knowing that he was not only the guest of Prince Qi but also of Renshou Palace, they let him in without worrying.
Xiao Liulang, on the other hand, was doomed.
He was stopped once again.
It wasn’t until Xiaojing Kong reached Renshou Palace and the Empress Dowager asked who brought him that he mentioned Xiao Liulang, and then eunuch Qin hurried over to bring him.
Eunuch Qin had been shocked by Xiao Liulang’s appearance when he had first met him, almost thinking he had seen a ghost.
However, he later realized that it was unlikely. If it had been Xiao Hen who was supposed to be dead, how could he have saved the Empress Dowager back then?
Xiao Liulang followed eunuch Qin to Renshou Palace.
The Empress Dowager was about to dine. Seeing Xiaojing Kong arrive, she ordered her kitchen to prepare vegetarian dishes.
The Dowager Empress was not surprised by Xiaojing Kong’s sudden visit, but she was shocked that he came with Xiao Liulang.
Of course, she didn’t show it.
The kitchen was quick. It didn’t take long before several delicate and tasty vegetarian dishes were presented.
Eunuch Qin brought over a chair.
Xiaojing Kong was small. Kids his age usually didn’t dine at the table in the countryside but rather ate on the side with the women in the kitchen.
But Gu Jiao didn’t keep up with that custom. She personally made a special chair for Xiaojing Kong. It was taller than an ordinary chair and had a bumper in front to prevent him from falling off.
Xiao Liulang didn’t expect to find such a chair in Renshou Palace.
Obviously, it wasn’t made by Gu Jiao.
Xiao Liulang glanced at the Empress Dowager and said nothing.
The three began to eat.
The Dowager Empress dismissed the serving maid.
Only after becoming a Hanlin scholar did Xiao Liulang learn that there were special officials who recorded the Emperor’s daily activities. The Emperor’s actions, daily meals, rituals, and rules were all recorded.
The Dowager Empress and the Empress have records, too.
These were kept in palace records for future generations.
The Dowager Empress dismissing her servants may seem like a trifle, but it would be recorded nonetheless.
She wouldn’t be completely indifferent. Otherwise, she would have let herself go long ago.
She cared, yet she did it, without offering any explanation.
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