"You... your mother is going to let you become a monk?" Ji Qiang asked nervously.

"If you don't become a monk, you're just a lay disciple." Song Ruoxi smiled, shook the reins, "Let's go, let's continue walking."

When Ji Qiang took Song Ruoxi back to the Ji family, Ji Chengxuan called Mrs. Ji Qiang, Ji Zhen, Ji Hong, Ji Yunzhen, Ji Yunxiang and Song Ruoxi to the study room with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice: "The emperor wants Xier to enter the palace on the Lantern Festival, watch the lanterns, and appreciate the new songs."

Song Ruoxi looked at Ji Chengxuan in a daze. The news was too exciting. Her father was only a fifth-rank official. Is she qualified to enter the palace?

"No, Xi'er can't enter the palace." Mrs. Ji hugged Song Ruoxi in her arms.

"This is the holy will." Ji Chengxuan closed his eyes in pain.

"Dad, why did the emperor know Xi'er?" Ji Feng asked meticulously.

"Those ten songs caused trouble." Ji Chengxuan opened his eyes weakly and looked at Song Ruoxi with pity, "Xi'er, grandpa didn't expect your talent to put you in such a situation."

"Grandpa, the matter has come to this point, so the palace must be in progress. Then we will deal with it." Song Ruoxi regretted it. If we know that there was a disaster today, she would definitely not write a single poem that day.

"Xi'er, there is no way to dismantle it." Mrs. Ji sighed.

Mrs. Ji Er reached out to touch Song Ruoxi's face and said with tears in her eyes: "Xi'er, if the emperor wants to bring you into the harem, you can't refuse at all."

"I would rather die than go to the palace to be the emperor's concubine." Song Ruoxi said hatefully.

"Good boy!" Ji Chengxuan praised. He is worthy of being his granddaughter and is not greedy for the so-called glory and wealth.

"Old man, think of a solution." Mrs. Ji was anxious. Will her precious granddaughter be forced to death like this?

"Just say that Xi'er and Jinting have become kinship, he can't take away the civilian wife." Ji Qiang offered a plan.

"It's only four days, so there's no time to arrange it." Ji Zhen denied this approach.

"My cousin Xi can pretend to be sick but not go." Ji Yunxiang said.

"Do you think the emperor would believe that there is such a coincidence?" Mrs. Ji said with a wry smile.

"This is not a coincidence, it is a fact. People eat grains and get sick all kinds of diseases. My cousin Xi loved to get sick when she was a child. Today she rode a horse and blew the wind, and got sick again." Ji Yunxiang felt that pretending to be sick was the best way.

Song Ruoxi nodded and said, "This method is good. I don't pretend to be sick. I really have to get sick. In this case, even if the emperor doesn't believe it, he will not be afraid of sending an imperial physician to take the pulse."

"In order to make the emperor believe, I invited the imperial physician to the mansion to see a doctor in the middle of the night." Ji Yunzhen helped to improve this plan.

"Okay, I'll go and soak in cold water right away. I will definitely have a fever and get sick in the middle of the night." Song Ruoxi Road.

Ji Chengxuan pondered for a moment, "Just do what you want."

Mrs. Ji said with pain: "My Xier is suffering."

"Grandma, it's very cost-effective to use short pain to replace long pain." Song Ruoxi smiled.

While the Ji family racked their brains to prevent Song Ruoxi from entering the palace, Old Master Song was ecstatic about the day when the Song family was in power, he bought the news from the eunuch that the emperor wanted Song Ruoxi to enter the palace on the Lantern Festival.

"Father, what's the matter with us?" Song Yi led his three younger brothers into the door and asked.

"On the Lantern Festival, the seventh girl is going to come to the palace to meet the saint." Old Master Song stroked his beard and smiled so hard that he could not see his teeth.

The four brothers looked at each other, how could this be possible?

"Father, my son is only a fifth-rank official position, and the seventh girl is not qualified to enter the palace." Song Sui carefully reminded him not to dream, although it was already dark.

"The Qi Yatou wrote ten songs, which made the emperor appreciate them very much. He especially allowed her to enter the palace to watch the lanterns and appreciate the new songs." Old Master Song patted Song Sui on the shoulder, "Third brother, you have given birth to a good daughter!"

"Father, the seven girls lived in the temple for five years and were simple-minded. My son was afraid that she would not be able to handle the affairs of the palace." Song Sui felt that if his daughter was favored in the palace, it would be good to be able to be a favored man. But if his daughter was not favored and made a mistake in the palace, the whole family would be affected.

"It is a problem to be simple, but it's not a big deal. You can send more people who understand it to teach her. As long as you have good care in the palace, Ji Chengxuan and I in the court, the seventh girl can at least be the head of the palace." Old Master Song did not dare to boast, so he asked Song Ruoxi to ascend to the throne of the queen in one fell swoop, with some reservations.

"The father thinks it is feasible, but the son has no objection, and everything follows his father's intention." Song Sui said.

"What do you think you need to pay attention to?" asked Old Master Song.

Song Yi thought for a while and asked, "Will my father bring Qi Yatou into the palace that day, or did Xiang Ye Ji take Qi Yatou into the palace?"

"This is still a question. Of course, I brought the seven girls into the palace." Old Master Song snorted coldly in displeasure.

"Father, is the emperor's oral order to be given to you?" Song Yi asked again.

"So what if I give it to him?" Old Master Song glared at his beard and glared at him, "The seventh girl's surname is Song."

Song Yi's neck shrank and stopped talking.

"Father, the seventh girl went to the Ji family yesterday." Song Sui whispered.

Old Master Song's face darkened, "Pick it back immediately and ask Madam Xiao to teach her the etiquette in the palace."

"Father, it's getting late, so I can only pick you up tomorrow." Song Sui said.

Old Master Song looked at Shi Chenzhong, "I'll pick it up tomorrow morning, you can pick it up yourself."

"My son knows." Song Sui responded.

Old Master Song raised his hand and his four sons retreated.

Song Sui returned to Zhuyin Courtyard excitedly and told Ji Yun the news. Ji Yun's face changed slightly, and he stared at him with wide eyes, "You want to send Xi'er into the palace?"

"Xi'er enters the palace, I am Cheng'enhou, and you are Cheng'enhou's wife." Song Sui smiled proudly.

"I don't want to be a wife of Chengenhou. I just want Xi'er to live her life in an ordinary way." Ji Yun said disdainfully.

"You have no choice but to make the decision. It's the emperor's oral order, and the father's intention." Song Sui looked at her squintly, "It's only four days, hurry up and prepare Xi'er's dresses and jewelry for entering the palace."

"The emperor's oral order? How could the emperor know Xi'er?" Ji Yun didn't believe this.

"I don't know the reason. Anyway, my father found out that the emperor ordered Xier to go to the palace to watch lanterns and appreciate new songs on the Lantern Festival. This kind of glory is not something that everyone has." Song Sui's eyes shining, as if Song Ruoxi had become a favorite concubine, and he had become a Hou, wearing a purple python robe and was complimented by the ministers.
Chapter completed!