Linzhi Gongzi [Red Mansion]

Another batch of flowers bloomed on Penglai Mountain in Daming Palace.Emperor Yongjia's spirit became better because of the warmer weather.I was really tired lying on the bed, so I wanted to come out for a walk today.The person who accompanied him before was Concubine Zhen, but now Emperor Yongjia is willing to give her the honor of a concubine, but he is unwilling to ask her to be his caring person again.

As for the empress, Emperor Yongjia never talked with her, and of course he would not ask her to come.So the only one accompanying him was Zhang Baoshou.

When a person gets old and gets sick again, his mental head will be much worse.After walking for less than a quarter of an hour, he felt his legs and feet were soft and wanted to sit down.Zhang Baoshou helped the emperor to sit in the small gazebo.

Emperor Yongjia stared at the path covered with gold bricks in a daze.I was looking forward to how to respect Xianhua after the renovation, but now it is not as attractive as before.

"Has Yu'er entered the palace today?" He asked the person next to him.

Zhang Baoshou took a step forward and said: "Go back to Your Majesty. I came here in the morning. Seeing that Your Majesty was still asleep, I said I would come back in the afternoon. Fang sent a message that something happened in the previous court, and I will come back in two quarters of an hour."

Emperor Yongjia hummed, stared at his feet without speaking.

The son still respects him.Every morning and evening, Ding Xing never falls behind, staring at the imperial physician's prescriptions, breaking the casserole and asking the end, the effect of a blind medicine is even clearer than he, who is sick.Once when he was awake, he heard what Liang Yu asked the imperial physician behind the curtain.The question seems to be blindly asking what kind of medicine, why is it more expensive than usual, and why the dose is suddenly increased.

You don't need to see that face to feel the seriousness in the tone.

Emperor Yongjia laughed at his son, saying that he asked so carefully that he was a good prince and wanted to become an imperial physician instead.Liang Yu frowned, and said, "It's about physical health. You can't ignore every penny. Wouldn't it be ignorant if you didn't ask clearly?"

At that time, Emperor Yongjia felt that this child really couldn't speak and was not likable.If it is a prince, he will definitely say: "If you can make the father and emperor healthy, you will be willing to use your body as medicine!"

But the one in front of me is rigid, as if he is teaching others a lesson.It's embarrassing to make a joke.

It's just that being rigid like this always has advantages of being rigid.In political affairs, he has never cheated, played tricks, or deliberately played tricks.He won't take the opportunity to make something happen just because he holds the authority.Even the queen's natal family has not been given special care.Say good, say bad.Apart from claiming to be completely different from his father, and demanding a result based on reason, there is really nothing that would make Emperor Yongjia dissatisfied.

But the more it was like this, it made Emperor Yongjia feel uneasy.

"Recently..." Emperor Yongjia covered his mouth with the back of his hand, coughed several times, and finally made his throat feel better, before continuing: "Recently, the capital is very lively."

Zhang Baoshou couldn't hold back what he wanted to say, so he just smiled and narrowed his eyes, with a look of fullness, "The weather is getting warmer, people are more comfortable and willing to move around, so it will naturally be lively."

"Love to move, love to move..." Emperor Yongjia nodded, closing his eyes as if weary, "Love to move..."

But in just one sentence, Emperor Yongjia seemed to have fallen asleep again.Zhang Baoshou got closer and called out twice: "Your Majesty? Your Majesty?"

Hearing the slight snoring, Zhang Baoshou stopped disturbing, ordered a soft blanket to cover the emperor, and retreated to the side.

After about less than a stick of incense, King Zhao arrived.

"Your Highness," Zhang Baoshou went up to greet him, "Your Majesty is asleep, why don't you wait a while, Your Highness?"

Liang Yu frowned in disapproval, "Falling asleep again? If you can't sleep at night, you shouldn't be sick."

Before the chief executive could say anything, Emperor Yongjia's hoarse voice came from inside the pavilion: "Yu'er is here? Come in."

Liang Yu stepped up the steps, opened the curtain and saw his father's sallow and withered face, looking at Emperor Yongjia's white and turned lips, he rushed outside and ordered: "Pour a bowl of honey water to moisten your throat."

Emperor Yongjia snorted: "I don't like drinking that stuff."

Liang Yu didn't care whether he liked it or not, once he brought it, he handed it to his father.Emperor Yongjia was depressed for a while, but he had to take a sip.

"Are you busy today?"

"Yangzhou's salt tax was calculated and the accounts were not reconciled. My son asked them to go back and recalculate."

Emperor Yongjia was annoyed at the mention of this, and said angrily: "A little account book is not good at all, what use are they for."

Liang Yu didn't start the conversation, and simply talked about something else.Emperor Yongjia listened casually, and interjected an irrelevant sentence, "Have you visited your second brother recently?"

Liang Yu didn't look annoyed when he was interrupted in the middle of his speech, he was obviously used to it.Just say: "I went yesterday."

Emperor Yongjia hurriedly asked: "How is your second brother?"

"I don't know," Liang Yu answered honestly.

"I don't know?" Emperor Yongjia was slightly angry, "How can you be so careless?"

Liang Yu looked at his father and said, "Before I arrived at the gate of the East Palace, the crown prince sent a message saying that he didn't want to see me and told me to go back. There was still something to do in the court, so I went back naturally."

Xu Shi was ill for a while, and the emperor lamented that time was running out.He was also worried that after he left, a few sons who had a bad relationship would make such a bloody scandal.So he asked Liang Yu to visit his second elder brother and make some brotherhood.The relationship between Liang Ye and Liang Yu was not to say that it was in a hurry, but it was also boring to watch.Emperor Yongjia acted as if he didn't know, and always told Liang Yu not to forget.

When he said this, Liang Yu was reporting to Emperor Yongjia about this year's farming and grain planting.As a result, the emperor didn't talk about the slightest business, and kept talking about brotherly love nonsense all the time.His Royal Highness King Zhao controlled it for a long time, but he didn't leave without shaking his sleeves.

I really couldn't stand my father's unreliability, so I went back to hold Wen Yishu in my arms that night, and rarely complained a word or two.

Wen Yishu held Liang Yu in his arms, and saw a deep crease between his brows, obviously frowning subconsciously from too much worry recently.After listening to Emperor Yongjia's concerns, he really wanted to say that your father is probably a lover of bitter dramas.But Liang Yu didn't understand this, so he could only regretfully say, "Your father... probably is... um, a playwright?"

"A showman? What's the explanation?"

Wen Yishu, who is also a master of drama, opened his mouth and said for a while, "Well, yes, there are a lot of dramas."

Liang Yu frowned and savored for a while, then said bitterly, "It's not a lot, it's too much!"

"Okay," Wen Yishu looked at him sympathetically, "I'll just deal with it, and if I don't go, I'll break your leg?"

His Royal Highness King Zhao, who was so angry, felt that his words were reasonable, and felt that everything should not be taken too seriously, and it would be good to learn from the scoundrel of his sweetheart.So holding Wen Yishu in his arms, Hao Sheng rubbed his chin against his face full of depression.

"He, tell you, go back..." Emperor Yongjia repeated with a gloomy expression.

Liang Yu hummed, and said: "If the father misses the prince, you might as well call the prince to come and have a talk. Having a heart-to-heart conversation may not be good for the father's recovery."

How could it be good?The father and son were afraid that they were going to fight.

Zhang Baoshou on the side couldn't help curling his lips, thinking that His Royal Highness King Tianzhao's ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense has become more and more sophisticated.

"Forget it, let's not mention that," Emperor Yongjia waved his hand, and said something else, "In the past few days, the capital is also lively..."

"I don't know what excitement Father is talking about," Liang Yu asked casually.

"You don't know?" Emperor Yongjia looked at his son with strange eyes, "Isn't the excitement happening in your house? I heard that there are many dignitaries and court officials who came to visit you."

These words can kill people!Zhang Baoshou at the side was heartbroken, and thought: So that's what I just said!Why didn't I hear it!

"Looking for me?" Liang Yu was obviously also very strange, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm in the palace almost every day, why do they go to my house to look for me? They can come to my house even on non-rest days, so they don't need to bother Practically, I have a lot of leisure time. How can there be any important officials in the court like this?"

Emperor Yongjia choked on his son's words, and everyone was choked up.

Coughing, he said: "Not only you, but also Zhuo'er. When they see you in prison, they will naturally come to ask to see you. Even if they ask for one or two small things to do for their children and grandchildren, it is also to share the worries of the king. Faithful."

Holding the teacup, Liang Yu still remained unmoved, "National affairs are not big or small. If you can do things just by asking for one or two, what's the need for the assessment by the Ministry of Officials? Didn't the court keep a group of idle officials?" .”

Emperor Yongjia finally understood, because he had just mentioned the crown prince a few words, so the child came here to bet on himself.For a moment, Emperor Yongjia was a little out of breath.He clearly believed in his words in his heart, but he still couldn't help but said: "If I don't ask you, what about Zhuo'er?"

Mentioning brother, Liang Yu finally had some reaction.He put down his teacup, looked at his father and said, "My son, A Yuan, coughed again. Ah Zhuo took him to a hot spring village in the suburbs to raise him. I heard that this time it was a little bit worse. Yesterday, a message was sent to ask my father and me to cough. Let me tell you that I will live outside for half a month before coming back."

The father and son looked at each other in silence.

In the end, Emperor Yongjia was defeated and said: "I see, you can go back."

Zhang Baoshou sent King Zhao out, and when he came back, he saw that the emperor was still holding the bowl of honey water in a daze, and he seemed haggard again.He couldn't help but stepped forward and called out: "Your Majesty?"

Emperor Yongjia looked at the bowl of honey water, and asked: "Qianer, Ye'er sent a message, what did you say?"

Lowering his waist, Zhang Baoshou replied with downcast eyes: "It is said that he is suffering from illness, and he misses his father very much, and wants to get closer to his holy face. He is also afraid that unfilial people will make His Majesty sad, so he can only sigh at the window day and night."

"Yes, I'm really sick," Emperor Yongjia said hoarsely with his eyes closed, "I'm really sick, I can't get out of bed. You can still send someone to tell Yu'er to go back before he reaches the gate of the East Palace. I really don't know, Yu'er was called by me."

The emperor let go of the bowl in his hand and asked Zhang Baoshou: "Tell me, why wasn't Yu'er raised by me? Why did Ye'er have such a temper now?"

Zhang Baoshou still bent his waist, and replied calmly and respectfully: "Returning to Your Majesty, the servants have never had children, and they really don't know the painstaking debts of raising children... Perhaps, changes in the world cannot be controlled by others."

On the fifth day of May, the Dragon Boat Festival, Wang Zhi, the servant of the Ministry of punishment, returned to Beijing.

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