The banquet in the Hall of Heroes was very successful, and the monarch and his subjects were in harmony.
He came happy and returned satisfied.
As for some of the civil officials, they were unhappy about Zhao Huan's suggestion to build the Monument of Heroes, but who would care about the opinions of such a small group of people?
Zhao Huan was also in high spirits today. He had drunk quite a bit, and his head was a little dizzy. He could not even walk steadily.
"Your Majesty, slow down, slow down!"
Cao Jie helped Zhao Huan into the Blessing Palace Hall.
Just as they reached the entrance of the palace hall, a beautiful woman dressed in a long palace dress hurriedly came forward to welcome them. Together with Cao Jie, she supported Zhao Huan as they walked towards the palace.
After helping Zhao Huan onto the dragon bed, the beautiful woman asked Cao Jie," Eunuch Cao, did His Majesty drink a lot tonight?”
Cao Jie made a gesture to keep quiet and then gestured for the woman to come to a corner of the hall.
Seeing this, the woman asked Cao Jie in confusion,""Eunuch Cao, is there anything you need?”
Cao Jie looked at the woman and smiled. He asked in a low voice,"Lady Zhang, if I remember correctly, half a year ago, you were chosen to enter the Crown Prince's residence as a beautiful woman, but you never received His Majesty's favor.”
The woman smiled faintly." I'm untalented and unlearned. I'm mediocre in appearance. I can't enter His Majesty's eyes. I can't obtain His Majesty's favor. I can't force it!"”
"Lady Zhang, are you on duty at the Fu Ning Hall tonight?" Cao Jie smiled.”
"Yes!" The woman nodded.
Cao Jie smiled meaningfully."Go and serve His Majesty well!”
After Cao Jie finished speaking, he left the Fu Ning Hall.
The woman smiled faintly and walked towards the bedroom.
Zhao Huan sat on the dragon bed and patted his aching head. He whispered,"
"I thought that the concentration of this wine would be very low, so I drank a few more glasses. I didn't expect that I would be so dizzy. I should drink less in the future!”
Zhao Huan took a look and realized that Cao Jie was not in the hall. He called out,"Cao Jie, go and get me a bowl of hangover soup!”
Before long, Cao Jie did not appear. Instead, a woman appeared in Zhao Huan's vision.
Even though Zhao Huan was dizzy, his consciousness was still very clear.
He had never seen this woman before.
However, judging from her clothes, she was not dressed like a palace maid. She was not a palace maid of the Blessing Palace Hall.
However, she was not dressed like a concubine. Zhao Huan had no impression of her and could not remember who she was.
Zhao Huan was not surprised by a single woman. There were many maids in the palace, so how could Zhao Huan remember every single one of them?
The woman carried an exquisite jade bowl to Zhao Huan." Your Majesty, please use the hangover soup!”
Zhao Huan nodded and took the hangover soup from the woman. He sized her up.
Even though she was not a national beauty or a city toppling beauty, she had the appearance of a daughter from a humble family.
"What's your name?"
Zhao Huan drank a mouthful of hangover soup and asked the woman in front of him.
The woman spoke in a delicate voice, her voice crisp and pleasant to the ears."Lady Zhang Yitong greets Your Majesty!”
When Zhao Huan heard this, he did not expect this woman to be a lady.
In the imperial harem of the Song Dynasty, Lady was the lowest rank among the concubines.
Generally, only women who had not been favored would be called ladies, only one level higher than palace maids.
If she was favored, she would definitely not be called a lady. At the very least, she would be called a talent.
Zhao Huan nodded." Zhang Yitong, you have a good name. When did you enter the palace?”
"Replying to Your Majesty, he was selected to enter the Crown Prince's Residence half a year ago. Tonight, he is the internal attendant on duty in the Funing Palace!”
Zhao Huan drank the hangover soup and rested for a while. He was much more sober.
Zhao Huan felt that Zhang Yitong was not the kind of person who would make people submit to her at first glance.
However, it was very pleasing to the eye. The more he looked at it, the more pleasing it was to the eye.
Zhang Yitong was a little flustered under Zhao Huan's gaze. Her beautiful face blushed slightly and she was extremely shy.
Zhao Huan was interested in this woman and asked,""Do you have any relatives at home? What does your father do?”
"Replying to Your Majesty, my father, Zhang Zeduan, is an imperial court painter!”
Zhao Huan's eyes lit up.
It wasn't because of Zhang Yitong, but because of Zhang Yitong's father, Zhang Zeduan.
Zhang Zeduan was a famous person. The famous Along the River During the Qingming Festival was painted by him.
Zhao Huan did not expect his daughter to be sent to Zhao Huan's side and become a lady. This could be considered a coincidence.
"Zhang Yitong, did your father create a painting called 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival?”
Zhang Yitong was also curious when Zhao Huan asked about this.
This was because her father's " Along the River During the Qingming Festival " painting was not completely completed. However, when Zhao Huan asked about this, Zhang Yitong did not dare to hide it.
"Replying to Your Majesty, my father did indeed create a painting of Along the River During the Qingming Festival, but it was not completely completed. My father once said that after the Painting of Along the River During the Qingming Festival was completed, he would present it to Your Majesty!”
Zhao Huan smiled.
Zhang Zeduan was sent to the Imperial Academy by Zhao Ji to wait for the imperial edict. He was to paint for Zhao Ji. Presumably, this piece of Zeduan wanted to present it to Zhao Ji after completing the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".
It was just that Zhang Yitong did not dare to tell the truth.
Zhao Huan couldn't be bothered with this.
After Zhang Zeduan finished painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival, he would ask him to send the painting to the palace so that he could see this famous painting.
After drinking the hangover soup, Zhao Huan was much more sober, but he was still dizzy.
As the saying goes, once a man drinks a little, he will have needs.
With such a beauty in front of him, Zhao Huan naturally wouldn't miss it.
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