The Crowned Lady

It was high noon around midsummer. The sun shone so brightly that the sun beam burned the eye.In the rear house of the patrimonial Wei family in Fengzhou, around ten in the morning, the well water was poured on the ground once, and within seconds the water evaporated without a trace, not even a few water marks were left. Under the dazzling bright sunlight, the yard was full of summer dust floating in the air. As the damp south wind blew, it got thicker and stickier. The wind blew through the body, yet no soothing feeling was felt. It was like being dragged into this invisible swamp, sinking deeper and deeper in unspeakable tedium.Nowadays in the great Vi Dynasty, family status was highly valued. The Wei family had lived in Fengzhou for generations, and the origins of its ancestors could be traced back to the Middle Ages. Talents had emerged for hundreds of years, and it was one of the top six gentlefolks within the country. Such a noble family would want

Feeling refreshed, Wei Changying sat straight on the imperial couch, slowly picking grapes in the frozen cheese with a silver spoon. She was enjoying the same service as Madam Song‒ an ice tank in each corner of the room, with four maids fanning and four chief maids around her. The chief maids were working separately, one massaging Changying's shoulders while another gently pounding her legs, and the other two were carefully drying her hair with a handkerchief. As for Mrs. He, she was holding a handkerchief and crying in earnest after ordering the maids to serve Wei Changying out of the bath.“Madam Song is your natural mother and she always doted on you," said Mrs. He, "If you have said any pleasing words, she wouldn't treat you like this..." Seeing Changying's flushed cheeks that have not been recovered after a hot bath, Mrs. He's tears fell from her heart. “She is your natural mother as well as your father's wife. Isn't it reasonable for you to say sorry to your moth

In the great Vi Dynasty, people respected the hereditary house and despised poor scholars, so the election was according to the genealogy, but the common people were not included in the genealogy at all. As time passed, no poor family could get in the top grade and no influential family would fall to low grade.And all the influential families in this country were also not treated equally. According to the example of the previous dynasty, the family would be Gaoliang, which was the highest grade, if they had Three Counselors of State in the last three generations; the lower grade was Huayu, which had Directors; the grade of Jia had Chief Ministers, Ling, Hu; the grade of Yi had Ministers; the grade of Bing had Executive Vice Ministers or Grand Masters; the grade of Ding had Vice Ministers. The grades from high to low were: Gaoliang, Huayu, Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding.However, in this dynasty, there were six families above the grade Gaoliang, all of which had b

When the others left, Old Madam Song didn't let Madam Song rub her shoulders. She took Madam Song's hands away, and said in a grave tone, "Yuwei, just now a letter was sent from the capital. It was written stealthily by Zhengyin, referring to Changying's marriage specially!"Pei could detect that Old Madam Song was not in good mood, and so did Madam Song.Originally, she thought that it was Wei Huan or Wei Shengnian who had gone to Fengqi mountain to suppress bandits had trouble, but she didn't expect that it was related to her beloved daughter. Madam Song couldn't help but startled and asked, "What's wrong? Isn't that Shen Cangfeng good?"Old Madam Song had a dark expression and said, "Shen Cangfeng is good." After a pause, she said coldly, "He is so good that it makes someone has an idea he shouldn't have!"Madam Song stood up with a changed face, and asked angrily, "Who is it?"Madam Song showed an indecisive and so

"This is it?" Although the sun has set, the room was brightened by six melon-shaped green gauze palace floor lamps.Sitting straight at one side of the couch, Song Zaishui was in a yellow shirt embroidered with tulip patterns and a dress colored green and white. A pair of string bags, made with colored silks braided at regular intervals into elaborate clusters, looked brilliant on the light-colored dress.Her hair was made into a "fairy knot", her hands were as white as jade, holding a round silk fan which was half covering her face, with her eyes looking at Wei Changying, who was sitting on the other side of the couch. A faint smile appeared on her face as she slowly asked, "So you secretly asked Lvfang to bring me here after sunset... Only to make string bags for you?"Wei Changying was also in a yellow shirt, but she matched it with a water-colored fairy dress. To please Song Zaishui, she brought her a cup of tea with both hands and said, "M