Aoyama

After discussing the ceremonies of the clan in the imperial court, the maids and eunuchs in the palace all spoke in a five-entry system.On the twenty-fifth day, according to the five-entry system, the Marquis of Qi entered the palace to offer a gift of peace.

On that day, Jinnian father-in-law passed by Zizhen Hall, and met several godsons who were serving the emperor, talking about the affairs of the palace.

The eunuch is like a relative, the father-in-law leaned forward and asked, "What are you talking about?" The godson winked: "Qihou entered the palace, and the sons are wondering if he will see the empress dowager."

When the father-in-law heard it, he put his hands behind his back and said: "You are so courageous, but you must never gossip in front of the emperor, do you hear me?" The godson repeatedly said yes.

In Xingwenyuan, Han Shui was wearing a lake blue silk robe, lying on his back on a soft chair, pinching the Guihun hairpin, and counting the painted black birds on the roof one by one.

Eunuch Jin Nian came, hung the snow-white dust whisk on his arm, bent over, smiled, and said in a soft voice: "Young Master Congratulations, eight boxes of snow amber have been brought into the Northern Territory this year, and the Empress Dowager sent you six boxes yesterday. It shows the meaning of love."

Han Shui: "I understand what my father-in-law means. According to the rules of etiquette, the Marquis of Qi must see Mrs. Xiao when he enters the palace." Jin Nian lowered his eyebrows.Han Shui smiled: "I will mention it, but if he doesn't go, I have nothing to do." Jin Nian was ashamed.

The Xiao family is gone, and the Qi family will be the future master of the harem. Although Han Shui is not a person who cares about it, he is unwilling to offend the Qi family for the Xiao family.

In the afternoon, there was movement in front of the Xingwen Academy, Han Shui was about to look out the window, and the maid Ning Lan came to report that the Marquis of Qi had entered the Nangong Gate.

Han Shui hesitated for a moment, got up and put the Guihun hairpin into the dressing box, and ordered to change clothes.Ning Lan frowned slightly: "Master, you chose this silk robe for the whole night, why do you want to change into the Xuanyan gown?" Han Shui: "It's better to be more solemn when dining with the emperor."

Han Shui put on his mask, sat on the red sandalwood chair in the main hall, and waited quietly.In front of the hall, the warm sun shines over the sea of ​​chrysanthemums, butterflies are flying, and there are many lively crowds.

After a while, the court lady led people into the yard, and Ning Lan's eyes lit up: "Marquis Qi is here." Five or six other eunuchs hurried in, carrying gift boxes in their hands, and put them in the hall.

Qi Lin usually doesn't dress up, but today he suddenly wears a gorgeous cloud-white robe, which is very out of the ordinary.Han Shui couldn't help taking a closer look, and saw a blooming chrysanthemum embroidered on the back of the robe.

With a smile: "Whoever has to live in a brothel is a fairy man who is not a husband. Qihou is dressed like this today, but which fairy man can't make it?" Qi Lin smiled tolerantly, and saluted calmly: "Ping Nan Hou Qilin, congratulate Emperor Xuan Yi, safe and sound."

Han Shui suppressed his feelings, and said: "As a rule, Marquis Qi should go to greet the Empress Dowager first." Qi Lin got up, picked up the teacup on the table, and after drinking, he refused firmly: "No."

Han Shui said again: "Mrs. Xiao is gone, the emperor always wants to see." Ning Lan was beside him, and said softly: "Just now some father-in-laws from Zizhen Palace came to pass word that dinner has been prepared."

Wearing Xuanyan dress and driving a white horse and silver chariot, this is not a joke, but a serious meal with the emperor.

Han Shui didn't care about the life and death of the Xiao family, but he cared about Yunling.After all, Yunling is the real king of a country. If he can't get over his knot at this time and hates the Qi family, the consequences will be disastrous.

Qi Lin said: "Qingyan, the emperor doesn't like me, and I don't want to please him." Han Shuihan pleaded slightly: "Since you're here, just have a meal."

A hundred zhang away from the Zizhen Hall, Han Shui ordered his people to get off the chariot, and Qi Lin leaped on his horse.Two people walked on the white marble floor, one was quiet and the other was high-spirited.Eunuch Jin Nian greeted him with a smile: "Young Master, Marquis of Qi."

After the briefing, the two entered the palace, and saw the emperor reading a scroll of bamboo slips in front of the case without distraction, and there was a person standing beside him, the old prince and grand tutor, Nanping.

Qi Lin's starry eyes lit up: "Old Xiao Nan!" Nan Ping trembled in fright.Yunling calmly put down the letter, raised her head, her eyes slightly sullen, and said nothing.

Han Shui coughed, and Qi Lin followed the courtesy of a monarch and minister, not daring to be vague.Yun Ling's eyes softened, and he said to Jin Nian lightly: "Chuan Shan." After a while, he said: "Qi Aiqing is flat, Xuan Yi doesn't need to salute."

Qi Lin patted his robe distressedly, and whispered: "You are small, you have a big temper." Han Shui: "Ling'er is more sensible than you."

During the meal in the main hall, 32 dishes were served in the imperial dining room. The emperor sat alone at a table, Qi Lin and Han Shui sat on both sides, and Nan Taifu listened to them on the back screen.

Han Shui smiled and offered a jade top, about the size of a bamboo shoot in spring, with no artificial carving traces, but natural auspicious cloud patterns.

Yun Ling stared at such a vulgar object.Han Shui winked at Qi Lin.Qi Lin's starry eyes curved: "Your Majesty, I respect you for a cup of tea."

Han Shui sighed indistinctly, and said, "Your Majesty, this spinning top was presented by Marquis Qi. Not only is it unique in shape, but it can also produce tunes."

Yunling had just chewed into a mouthful of chicken, but she couldn't move her mouth, holding back her playfulness.Qi Lin had no choice but to act, put down his chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it's up to you."

The monarch and his ministers have fun together, and enjoy a jade top.Qi Lin held a soft golden whip in his hand, and tried his best to show off, whipping forwards, backwards, and in circles.From time to time, Han Shui pointed out that it should be drawn according to the rhythm.

The spinning top really could pronounce the rhythm, Yunling smiled mischievously, picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the bowl: "Come with me." Han Shui immediately followed suit.Qi Lin was angry, he pumped faster and harder, but it made Yun Ling more and more amused.

Han Shui remembered Qi Lin pulling the cart in An Minju, and asked with a smile: "Qihou, are you tired?" Qi Lin: "Tired."

Such a bastard, the diners are happy, but Jin Nian's father-in-law is sweating, and he doesn't know how to explain to the empress dowager.

Han Shui blushed a little, and said with a smile: "My father-in-law said, Marquis Qi prepares his own music, promotes the style of diligence and thrift, and wins His Majesty's favor."

At night, when returning home, the moon and stars are sparse, and the palace road is straight.

Qi Lin rode in front, and the blooming chrysanthemum floated in the air behind him.Han Shui couldn't help laughing.Qi Lin turned around and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Han Shui raised one arm and kept waving it: "Your Majesty, it's up to you." Qi Lin's face darkened: "If this happens every now and then, I won't serve you." Han Shui smiled and said: "He is more sensible than you, Qi Lin. "

You come and go, talking and laughing, until near the fork, looking at a little fireworks in front of Nangong gate, there is no emotion of parting.

Han Shui fell into the chariot, and tightened his robes: "The romantic words at the court meeting are not true. You go back. I still have a few memorials to read. There will be a long time in the future."

Qi Lin jumped off the horse and grabbed the big sleeves: "Qingyan, stay with me for one night." Han Shui smiled warmly: "Would you like to return me to the bridal chamber?" Qi Lin: "Why not?"

……

Under the moon, Han Shui squatted down, buried his face in his knees, trembling slightly: "Go back, I'm fine." Qi Lin sighed, sat on the ground with him, and looked back at the palace hall.

Men don't cry out for pain.

Skinned and boned, no pain.

Shoulder the common people, do not shout pain.

After crying, Han Shui raised his face, wiped away his tears, and said with a smile, "It's over, Qi Lin, it's all over, take me back to Xingwen Academy, I want to see, after a year, you're all over What skills..."

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