Your Majesty, he has a backache and brain fever

What happened to Gu Yan's side is still unknown. After Xia Xuhuai arranged a place for him to live in, he didn't pay much attention to that half-drunk, half-awake drunk lunatic. As for the others, they might have forgotten all about it There is still a hostage from another country living in the capital, let alone whether he cares or not.

On the contrary, it was Xia Moshi who was on his mind. After eating and satiated, he felt drowsy soon. It is probably due to the years of working as a designer dog that honed him and exercised his ability to resist stress and Adaptability, so he was able to digest everything he knew today so quickly and adjust his mentality in time.

If we want to talk about the shortcomings, it is that the ancient winter was still a bit cold, and the brazier and charcoal basin were not as comfortable as the floor heating and radiators in his house after all.Moreover, such a tightly closed door and window with a charcoal basin for heating is extremely prone to carbon monoxide poisoning, so for the safety of his life, he had to remove it, and then wrapped his whole body airtightly from neck to foot, in two beds. Curled into a ball under the quilt.

In addition, the big-hearted Xia Moshi was able to sleep soundly. When he woke up the next day, the north wind that had been tight all night not only did not stop, but also whistled more recklessly with the flying snow all over the sky.

If he followed Xia Moshi's original intention, he would never want to go out in such weather, but he just set up the flag to go to court on time yesterday, so he just had to climb up from the dragon's collapse with helplessness , surrounded by numerous snowflakes and a crowd of palace attendants, went out.

Xia Moshi, who hadn't woken up early for a long time, was already very tired. Coupled with the temperature difference inside and outside the hall, he was suddenly surrounded by the warmth of the Hall of Heroes, and gradually became sleepy. Fortunately, the courtiers in the audience were not very concerned. This veritable little emperor couldn't be more real from a distance, so they didn't realize that Xia Moshi had gone to meet Zhou Ping long ago.

Except for Xia Xuhuai, who is used to paying attention to him, and Eunuch Hou, who is standing close to him on the right side of the dragon chair, they both saw this scene, but Xia Xuhuai didn't want to pay too much attention to it, and there was nothing left or right that had to be judged by the emperor himself. No, but Hou Feng didn't dare to move under Xia Xuhuai's cold gaze, for fear that his behavior would accidentally offend one of them, so he let him go.

As for Xia Moshi, he really deserves to be a dedicated puppet emperor. Even if he wants to take a nap, before he falls asleep, he will be disturbed like a mess when he listens to the words of the group of people below. He didn't forget to think about how to please Xia Xuhuai in his mind, so that he could not only conform to his life-saving person who has no intention of the throne and idle around, but also treat Xia Xuhuai a little better, even better.

It's a pity that although he is talented as a designer, he is not very good at flattering others, so even if he repeatedly hints that he wants to come up with a good solution, it is of no use. Instead, he dreams of him The person who was going to please him killed himself with a smile on his face.

Xia Moshi was startled awake immediately. In this winter, he broke out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't control himself from exclaiming.Only then did the ministers raise their eyes to look at him, and Xia Xuhuai, who was frowning with a pair of sword eyebrows, and an unknown official beside him were the ones who paid the most attention.

There seemed to be an elusive aura about the official, just like him, who couldn't see through it. If Xia Moshi hadn't misunderstood or misunderstood it, it seemed that he had read a little bit of worry in that person's eyes. mean.But that emotion was only shown for a moment, and then it was fleeting, and then he stared at Xia Moshi with that kind of probing and examining eyes, as if he was going to take off his clothes, which made Xia Moshi Very uncomfortable.

Hou Feng, who was closest to Xia Moshi, bowed his head and whispered in his ear, "Your Majesty, this is the newly promoted Minister of Rites Yao Ming He Yao. You were the one who picked him up."

Oh, Minister of the Ministry of Rites must be a person who is proficient in all aspects of etiquette. People, if you encounter someone who is relatively good at a field that you are good at or has a particularly high requirement, you will more or less get used to it. Why does Yao Ming behave like that? , presumably because he thought that the sneezing and the appearance of almost yelling just now were too disrespectful, but he still did not forget how to maintain the dignity of the king of the country.

Alas, after Xia Moshi reflected on it, he deeply condemned himself. He really committed a crime, he committed a crime, and he stained others' eyes. This person is really a dedicated minister of the Ministry of Rites.

"Your Majesty," Eunuch Hou called softly, and reminded again, "Your Majesty, Lord Yao just asked you if you caught a cold at night, but have you seen the imperial physician?"

Xia Moshi cleared his throat: "It's okay, it must have been a bit of cold wind during the journey just now, and it will not be so sick. It's hard for Yao Aiqing to still care about me so much."

Yao Minghe bowed: "Your Majesty is being polite. It is the duty of a courtier to care about Your Majesty. I really can't deserve a compliment and thank you from Your Majesty."

"Lord Yao said that since Your Majesty is not feeling well, then you should retreat." He raised his voice and said to Hou Feng, "Please, Eunuch Hou, take Your Majesty back to the palace, and then order someone to go to the imperial dining room to cook a bowl of thick rice. Here comes the hot ginger soup."

As soon as Xia Xuhuai finished speaking, all the officials knew current affairs and left the Hall of Heroes quickly and methodically. Only Yao Minghe was a little slower. Finally, under Xia Xuhuai's warning eyes, he also turned and left, and Xia Xuhuai himself also left.

After the court meeting, Xia Moshi returned to Chenying Hall. Not long after he sat down, the people in the imperial dining room brought a bowl of steaming ginger soup, and he could smell the unique smell ten meters away.

Although Xia Moshi doesn't hate eating ginger, he doesn't like it either. When he smelled the strong smell early in the morning, he disliked it so much that his facial features almost wrinkled together: "Take it away, I don't have a cold, oh, I It means that since you don’t have a cold, you don’t need this thing.”

But Hou Feng brought it over and persuaded him: "The Regent said, since Your Majesty does not want to drink medicine, it is still necessary to use a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold, otherwise it will not be good if it hurts the body of the dragon. The Regent said... ..."

"Okay, okay, don't need to say more, bring it here." Xia Moshi pinched his nose and drank it down, but the tip of his tongue did not have the expected spicy touch, and there seemed to be the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus between his lips and teeth. He couldn't help it. He blinked and blinked his mouth, savoring the taste he has always loved.

Xia Mo, who was in a good mood because of the sweet-scented osmanthus, signaled Hou Feng to put a handful of golden melon seeds on the tray of the medicine bowl: "There are still sweet-scented osmanthus in this cold winter and the twelfth lunar month. It's not bad, it's a reward."

The man honestly raised the tray above his head: "This is the regent's idea. He said that His Majesty was afraid that he didn't like ginger soup, so he specially came to the imperial dining room and gave the servants a bag of dried osmanthus, so as to suppress the taste of ginger. Yes. The slave really dare not claim credit for the reward."

Xia Moshi waved his sleeves: "It's okay, you have worked hard in this cold weather, you deserve it, go down."

"Yes." The two walked backwards towards the door with small steps, Xia Moshi still vaguely heard Hou Feng mentioning the man's words, "You can take what His Majesty gave you, why be so rigid, Your Majesty is not at the point where you can't afford this little money, and as for the regent, Your Majesty has his own way of thanking you."

Xia Moshi: "..." The little eunuch didn't accept him just now, so he was worried that he didn't have any money?In this world, there are still such loyal servants.

Xia Moshi secretly admired the little servant in his heart, and then thought of Hou Feng's words to the servant. After thinking about it carefully, it was indeed the truth. Regardless of other things, it didn't matter whether Xia Xuhuai cared for him sincerely or pretending , so he ordered someone to watch him drink ginger soup, and thoughtfully added his favorite things in it, at least in appearance, he was good to himself.

What's more, I still want to have a good relationship with Xia Xuhuai, and it will happen to be Xia Xuhuai's 26th birthday in a few days, which is an excellent time to reciprocate, so gifts must be given, but What gift to give still needs to be considered again.

Looking at the gloomy sky outside, Xia Moshi gave off a very depressed feeling, and this depression also made his tiredness gradually increase.

So, after he had a simple breakfast, he planned to go to bed and go back to sleep, but the dancing flames in the room made him uncomfortable, especially when there was a light pointing directly in his direction. To those who haven't woken up, it looks a little dazzling, so people had to blow out the flickering candles. Before going to sleep, Xia Moshi thought: If only there was a night pearl, it would be fine...

You can do whatever you want with Ye Mingzhu, he fell into a drowsy sleep before he came to a conclusion, and woke up again, it was already past noon, which fits his biological clock on vacation.

Thinking of his complaint in the morning, Xia Moshi had a flash of inspiration, why not make a unique luminous pearl lamp for both refined and popular tastes, which is both beautiful and practical, and at the same time can reflect his idle and rich temperament.He thought about it and thought it was a pretty good idea. Although it might be a bit vulgar and not very expensive, it was made by himself after all, and his intentions were very sincere.

From childhood to adulthood, everyone who has dealt with Xia Moshi knows his manipulative ability and quickness of action very well, and this vigorous and resolute action has also come in handy at this time, and it has also refreshed the servant's understanding of the emperor .

I saw that after a while of tinkering with him, the frame of a palace lantern had begun to take shape. The Ye Mingzhu was also the most beautiful and huge one that was dug out from the depths of the warehouse. In the groove of the fence, there is no need to worry about fixing the problem.Only a proper painting is missing in the end to paste the lamp, and you're done.

It's a pity that he is good at sketching. For the elegant ink painting, it is flattering to say that he is at a half-baked level. When he sighed faintly at the spotless white rice paper on the desk for the fifth time , Hou Feng, who went back and forth, asked cautiously: "Your Majesty is worried about what kind of calligraphy and painting should be used to mount the night lamp?"

Xia Moshi didn't know whether he should say yes, after all, he didn't know whether the original body could draw or not, so he avoided the important and ignored it: "What do you think?"

"Your Majesty Yao has always liked painting Danqing. Doesn't Your Majesty often praise him for his vivid and charming paintings? This old slave has heard about it five or six times." Eunuch Hou changed his tone, "Old Yi In my humble opinion, why don't you invite Lord Yao into the palace?"

Xia Moshi nodded and agreed to the suggestion.