Your Majesty, he has a backache and brain fever

I thought that dressing up as the emperor would save me from the battle for the heir apparent, and I would be able to get the world's response, but in the end I was still under the control of others, like a puppet on a string, controlled by the regent.Well, there is no need to worry that the upper court will not be able to handle state affairs.

Just now, for my own question, Hou Feng's answer was only to the point, and Xia Xuhuai was even more impenetrable, answering every question on some insignificant matters, and laughing at some jokes, But when it comes to what he desperately wants to know, he answers impeccably, and after some testing, he is very aggrieved and exhausted.

Xia Moshi pressed his aching temple, let out a long sigh, and waited for the wind to walk forward with small, small steps, and asked: "Your Majesty, it's already noon, should I order the imperial dining room to deliver the meal?" ?”

"I just drank a lot of water there, and my stomach was very bloated. Now I'm eating a ghost, why not go for a walk outside the palace. It's interesting to eat some snacks in the streets and alleys when I'm hungry." If you do it, maybe you can get a little understanding of the structure of this country from their chats after dinner.

"Your Majesty, the Regent has issued an order. Your Majesty may have suffered from the cold because of yesterday's incident. This time, you need to cultivate yourself in the palace."

"Forget it, let them bring some good food and wine, and I will change into light clothes."

It seems that the servants knew that he was particularly afraid of the cold, so during the half a day when he was looking for Xia Xuhuai, at least six or seven braziers were burned in the inner hall, and now it feels like the Northeast with floor heating and radiators. Wearing layers and layers of thick clothes, it was a little too hot.

He undressed while talking, but Hou Feng still followed him step by step. Xia Moshi paused when he unbuttoned his belt, turned his head and asked: "Why, you still want to see if I can't take off my clothes, go out."

"Yes." Eunuch Hou stepped back to the door, bent down again and made a salute, closed the door and went out.

Xia Moshi in the hall was very irritable and missed the revolving pen he put in the pen container in modern times very much. Whenever he encountered bottlenecks and lack of inspiration or was impatient, he took it out and turned it, and his mood would improve a lot.

After turning to the screen and finishing changing, he came out in his middle clothes, and found that there was another handsome guy with a cold face who seemed to be hostile in the room. He was suddenly startled again, and said nervously: "You who is it?"

Shen Yunqi was stunned for a moment, but he hadn't seen him for a year, and the person in front of him seemed to have changed a lot. If it was the past, if he saw him around his birthday, he would definitely be furious, why is he like this now?

"Forgive me, Your Majesty. Didn't you send me a letter asking Yun Qi to come back after your 21st birthday to protect you? Yesterday was your birthday."

"For some reason, when I woke up, I couldn't remember many things except my name. Tell me what happened."

Hearing this, the scene from a year ago flashed in Shen Yunqi's mind, and he said to himself: "After I come back, if I tell you that I lost my memory, then you don't have to explain to me what you did before."

How could it be such a coincidence, could it be that His Majesty had already predicted that he would lose his memory?

Although Shen Yunqi was puzzled in his heart, he still said calmly: "Your Majesty only needs to know that I will always stand by your side and protect you forever, that's all."

"As you said, since you are so strong, why weren't you by my side before?" Xia Moshi remembered that he just used the words "return" and "passing the letter", so at least it shows that this person named Yunqi is not here.

"I just obey His Majesty's orders, and I dare not speculate on the holy will." The implication is that I don't know.

Xia Moshi rolled his eyes in disappointment, what the hell is the original emperor going to do, it's okay, it's better to have protection than nothing, he comforted himself like this.

At this time, there were three crisp knocks on the door and the eunuch's slightly feminine voice: "Your Majesty, lunch has arrived."

"come in."

As soon as the voice fell, several gray-dressed servants, led by Hou Feng, each carried a wooden box and walked to the middle table, turning a blind eye to the black-clothed boy standing in front of him, seeming to be elusive towards him It is not at all surprising that the ground appeared in this matter.

Xia Moshi didn't mean to talk to them, so he asked them to retreat, and poured a glass of wine for himself and Shen Yunqi: "Sit down and have something to eat with me, and tell me about the current situation .”

Shen Yunqi accepted the wine glass obediently, but did not dare to sit down, just continued to stand dumbly, Xia Moshi saw that he was really unable to speak, so he let him go, so he picked out a few peanuts casually After chewing a few mouthfuls, he signaled Shen Yunqi to continue.

According to Shen Yunqi's euphemistic remarks, coupled with Xia Moshi's own inference and generalization ability, he found that the current situation is even worse than he thought, because Xia Xuhuai, the regent, was actually very popular.

In Shen Yunqi's view, the ministers in the court can be roughly divided into the following three categories: the first category is those who are sincerely convinced by the regent, hoping that the regent will pull the emperor down as soon as possible so that he can support the regent to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor; the second category is those who have no choice but to On the Regent's side, the last type is the royalist party, but the number of these three types is decreasing, especially the number of royalist party is very small, so small that it is almost negligible.

However, the second type has gradually transitioned to the first type, because the original emperor is really too useless, and the regent does have some skills and the ability to govern the country and the world.

Of course, he will not admit that this "so much" is actually very powerful, so that the people outside the palace walls, the soldiers on the border, and even the people in the surrounding small countries, ranging from 80-year-olds to two- or three-year-old yellow-haired people Children, they only know the regent, not the new emperor.

Mentioning the regent is praised by everyone, giving him a thumbs up, mentioning him, heh, shaking his head and sighing slowly, or making one or two comments is already considered a very good treatment.

After digesting this information, Xia Moshi felt as if [-] mythical beasts called grass mud horses were living in his heart, galloping and whizzing non-stop. It's fucking better to be a designer in modern times, if not for that It was an accident, and now he has been promoted to supervisor, even if he didn't embark on a life-changing life to marry Bai Fumei, at least this life is still his own.

Oh, no, he has cancer, liver cancer, although it is early stage.

Thinking about it this way, Xia Moshi suddenly felt that he was a yellow cabbage in the field, no matter how he thought about it, he felt miserable.Xia Moshi bitterly took a bite of the roasted leg of lamb, which was burnt yellow and dripping with oil. He was extremely frustrated. Sometimes people really have to accept their fate.

But now that it's all here, instead of lamenting the unfairness of the heavens, it's better to think about how to survive.

Although he is an out-and-out engineer with extremely limited historical knowledge and literacy, he also deeply understands a truth: the relationship between the regent and the puppet emperor is inherently irreconcilable.Throughout the ages, in dynasties where powerful ministers were in power, the emperor generally had two ways to go, either, to eradicate traitors like Kangxi captured Oboi, or to die.

Especially now that Xia Xuhuai, a power minister, is so wise and mighty and deeply loved by the people and officials, how many people in the world are hoping for the death of this worthless little emperor, openly and secretly.

Therefore, the top priority is how to follow Xia Xuhuai calmly or without arousing Xia Xuhuai's resentment, it is best to gain a good impression, and at the same time develop a little friendly army in the court or inside the palace wall, so that he will not be so Isolated.

"Your Majesty, what are your plans?"

"Don't worry, just sit down and eat something to rest your stomach." Saying this, Xia Moshi picked up another fan bone and gnawed on it, "Don't worry, look at this emperor, didn't I play well for four or five years?" Is it a year old? I don’t want to be the emperor, so I just work hard to shape my personality of indulging in pleasure and self-discipline.”

Xia Moshi didn't know anything about the little emperor's past, unlike those written in time-traveling novels, there are memories left by the original body for reference, who knows where the person in front of him is, what if it is Xia Xuhuai Didn't the person who is here go to give away the head on his own initiative?He is not stupid.Besides, he really doesn't care about the throne or not, as long as he lives well, that's enough.

Hearing this, Shen Yunqi was silent for a long while, and wanted to say something several times, but he hesitated, and finally Xia Moshi couldn't stand it and waved his hand to tell him to stop talking and concentrate on eating to replenish his strength.

He thought, if he really belonged to the little emperor, maybe he was hurt by the bright defense in his eyes.

Forget it, let's ignore him, the most urgent thing is to think about how to build a good relationship with the regent, without looking too flattering and deliberate.

Thinking about it, not knowing what to eat, Xia Mo stopped the silver chopsticks in his hand wearily, and once again missed his good partner in modern times - hot pot.But here, there is no such thing as Jiugongge, Yuanyang pot, and Beijing old hot pot. He muttered: "A life without hot pot is really miserable!"

"Your Majesty, do you still remember hot pot?" Shen Yunqi's eyes lit up, and he asked him expectantly.

"Of course I remember. Is there such a pot in the palace?" If there is no such thing, an ordinary copper pot will do. At worst, I will just eat spicy pot. Anyway, he learned hot pot from a Sichuan roommate when he was in college. The method of base material.

"I had the honor to meet once, and you said that an old friend did it for you." Shen Yunqi recalled that at that time, His Majesty ate very happily, but then he thought of something, and his complexion suddenly became extremely gloomy. He was rewarded with a table of food, and he tasted it, and it tasted pretty good.

old friend?Could it be that the old friend from the original body also came through time travel?Xia Moshi asked with interest: "I don't know where my old friend is now, and where was the pot at that time?"

"Your Majesty's private affairs, I didn't dare to ask privately, so I didn't know about it. As for the pot, I put it in the locker in the side hall at the time, but now, I'm afraid it has been covered with dust for many years, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated. gone."

"It's okay, take me to have a look."

At this time, Xia Moshi's curiosity about the things left by the little emperor's old friend has surpassed his love for hot pot, and he only thinks about whether he can find that fellow villager who might exist, even if it's just to reminisce about the old days.