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After returning to the palace, Feng Jiuge took the whip from the groom with one hand, lowered his head and licked the red fox's mane, the red fox shook his head, stepped back a few steps, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his nostrils let out a "chichi" sound. ” The voice seemed to be accusing Feng Jiuge of being rude.

The red fox is a steed that Beiming pays tribute to, and has a very strong temper.When Bei Ming came to pay tribute to the court, Feng Jiuge, who was only ten years old, immediately took a fancy to the red fox. The late emperor tamed the horse for Feng Jiuge himself without asking anyone else to do it.

Seeing this, Feng Jiuge couldn't help chuckling: "Oh, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you still have a temper? I'll just rub it." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and rubbed a few more, one person and one horse, just like this. It's time to play.

The four of Fenghuaxueyue stood aside, looked at the sky in unison in a tacit understanding, and moved a little to the side. They didn't know this person who was more serious with horses. Fortunately, Jing Feng was calm, coughed lightly, and walked to Feng Jiuge Beside him, a voice reminded: "Master, there is still business."

Feng Jiuge stroked the soft hair of the red fox, raised his eyebrows, and said: "It was he who was looking for me, not me. Besides, as a prince, I also have a lot of government affairs on weekdays. Well, anyway, he has been waiting for so long, what will happen if he waits a little longer?"

The corner of Jingfeng's mouth twitched, his master didn't have any government affairs and he couldn't be seen all day long, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Almost having had enough fun, Feng Jiuge got on his horse, pulled the reins, and said to the four of them: "Let's go, let's go for a walk in the palace." After speaking, he turned his horse's head and ran towards the gate of the palace.

Fenghuaxueyue and Fenghuaxueyue drove their horses and followed closely behind Feng Jiuge.

Imperial study room

Feng Ze put down the memorial in his hand, looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, frowned, raised his eyes to look at Sun He, and asked: "Is the Prince Chen still here?"

Sun He waved his fly whisk and replied, "Return to Your Majesty, Prince Chen is still in the future."

Feng Ze's complexion gradually became gloomy, and a hint of annoyance flashed across his eyes. This Feng Jiuge was becoming more and more presumptuous.

"Send someone again." Before Feng Ze could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Chen Wang is already waiting outside the door."

"Let him in." Feng Ze signaled Sun He with his eyes, Sun He nodded, opened his mouth and was about to shout out, but Feng Jiuge walked in by himself, so the whole person froze.

Seeing Feng Jiuge walking in, Feng Ze's eyes turned cold, his tone was slightly stiff, and he said, "The Prince Chen is so arrogant, I have been waiting for an hour."

Feng Jiuge smiled, bent slightly, cupped his hands and said: "See Your Majesty, there are many delays on the road, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Feng Ze originally wanted to snub Feng Jiuge, let him keep bending like this, so he didn't intend to speak.Unexpectedly, Feng Jiuge turned a blind eye to Feng Ze, walked straight to the chair beside him, sat down slowly, took a few sips of the tea in hand.

Feng Ze's face was so dark that it couldn't get any darker, the veins on his forehead were bulging, his hands in the sleeves were secretly tightened, and his knuckles made a "clack" sound, which showed how hard he had endured.Feng Jiuge glanced at Feng Ze while drinking tea, curled his lips, and asked with concern: "Your Majesty, why are you shaking so much? Could it be that you are not feeling well? If you are not feeling well, you can ask Imperial Physician Xuan to come and see, Your Majesty's body is very precious."

Sun He stood aside, using the cover of the pillars to wink at Feng Ze frequently, signaling Feng Ze to calm down.

After all, Fengze has been emperor for three years, so he still has this ability.Soon, he calmed down, his expression returned to the original, with a comfortable smile on his mouth, and a gentle look in his eyes, and he looked like a handsome young man at a glance.

"This time I'm looking for Uncle Wang to discuss something." Feng Ze said.

Feng Jiuge looked at Fengze, couldn't help sneering, and said in his heart: This time, Chen Wang and Uncle Wang, the change of face is too fast, right?

"What's the matter?" Feng Jiuge raised his eyebrows, this Feng Ze usually wished not to see him, but now he said that if he had something to ask him, there must be no good.

"Yesterday King Dongxu Xian came to see me and said that Xihe Princess fell in love with Uncle Wang and hoped to marry Wang Shuyong to Qin and Jin. I specifically wanted to ask Uncle Wang's opinion." Feng Ze came together one by one.

Feng Jiuge had just taken a sip of tea, and when she heard Feng Ze's words, she was so startled that she spewed out the tea and spilled it on the red carpet, turning into dark red circles, "Pfft, cough, cough, that brainless woman You want to marry me?"

Feng Ze nodded, "Yes."

"At the Plum Blossom Appreciation Banquet, Qin Shilang's son-in-law was injured because of her, so it can be said that he loved her deeply, but she said she wanted to marry me. How could such a flirtatious woman be Princess Chen? I reluctantly agreed. The late emperor They will get up from the mausoleum angrily, pointing out that I am not filial, I have humiliated my ancestors, I will never do this, Your Majesty, this is an unknown move, you must consider it carefully." Feng Jiuge put down the tea cup, serious As he said, he even brought out the late emperor, which meant to tell Feng Ze that if you betroth that princess to me, you would be sorry to the ancestors and the late emperor.

Hearing the meaning of the words, Feng Ze couldn't help but took a deep breath, forced a smile, and replied in a calm tone: "Uncle Wang's words are serious, I haven't agreed yet."

"Oh~, then hurry up and reject that Rong Chun, don't do anything to disappoint the ancestors." Feng Jiuge persuaded earnestly, as if thinking about Fengze, like a counselor who is wholeheartedly for the master .

"Uncle Wang is now in his mid-twenties, and there is no female family member by his side, why don't I send Uncle Wang a few?" A trace of calculation flashed across Feng Ze's eyes, and he changed the subject with a smile.

The smile on Feng Jiuge's lips gradually deepened, Fengze still didn't interrupt the idea of ​​putting people beside him, thinking about the women Fengze gave him in the past, they were all taken to northern Xinjiang by him, and sold directly to brothels , I wanted to let them go, but all of them were restless, either stealing soldier charms or stealing money, so they had to sell them.

"No need, I just haven't found the right person yet. This marriage will be concluded sooner or later. It's just a matter of time. Your Majesty doesn't have to worry about it. You can't force it." Feng Jiuge waved his hand and refused. .

Fengze's face remained unchanged, he raised his eyebrows, and continued to ask: "Then, has Uncle Wang been found?"

Hearing this, Feng Jiuge was slightly distracted, and at this moment, Yun Qingchen's cold face and the vague smile on his lips appeared in his mind.

"Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang" Feng Ze's voice interrupted Feng Jiuge's thoughts.

Feng Jiuge came back to his senses, put away his thoughts, smiled, and replied: "Not yet."

"Well, do you want my help? If you are in an ordinary family, at Uncle Wang's age, you are already the father of several children. Uncle Wang is not in a hurry. As a nephew, I am in a hurry. I want to be an older brother, Royal, it's been a long time since a child was born." Feng Zeyu said earnestly.

Feng Jiuge curled his lips secretly, and thought: You want to be an older brother, so why not look for the queen mother, but if the queen mother is born, it is estimated that his dead brother will not live in peace, the green hat on his head The other ghosts would laugh when they saw it, and after thinking about it, they actually amused themselves and kept giggling there.

"Well, since the Lantern Festival is coming, let all the officials above the fifth rank bring their daughters to the palace to enjoy the lanterns. Sun He, draw up a decree." Feng Ze finalized his good idea like this.

While Feng Jiuge was in a daze, Feng Ze picked up the wolf hair on the pen stand and swayed it on the silk, took the jade seal handed over by Sun He, covered it, nodded in satisfaction, rolled up the imperial decree, and deliberately Jiuge's eyes flickered.

When Feng Jiuge came back to his senses, he saw bright yellow objects shaking in front of his eyes.Looking up, I saw Fengze's gratified expression, "Uncle Wang, you are finally getting married, Grandpa Huang can rest assured that he is under the Nine Springs."

Feng Jiuge choked on his words, this was bringing out his previous routine.

"Uncle Wang, don't let me down." Feng Ze handed the imperial decree to Feng Jiuge, and said with emotion.

Feng Jiuge stretched out his hand to receive the imperial decree, and said with a fake smile: "I will definitely not disappoint my nephew."

Feng Jiuge walked out of the imperial study depressedly, and was quite upset by Fengze. He led the red fox, got on the horse, and said to Fenghuaxueyue and the others: "Today, my master will let you see what galloping horses are! Riding the horse!" After speaking, he rode his horse around the imperial study room and sang loudly, which made everyone tremble in fright, and they all had a common thought in their hearts: it was too scary.

Listening to the voices outside, Feng Ze had a strange expression on his face.

"Your Majesty, do you want a slave?" Sun He asked.

Feng Ze waved his hand, "No need, let him go."

Feng Jiuge turned around a few times, had vented enough, turned the horse's head, and drove towards the palace gate.

At night, Feng Jiuge sat in the gazebo in a daze, what Feng Ze said today was not unreasonable, at twenty-five, it was time to get married.But when it comes to getting married, his mind is full of Yun Qingchen. Several times, he thought that it would be great if Yun Qingchen was a woman, but it was not good. If Yun Qingchen was a woman, he would definitely not marry him. With so many contacts, is it his friendship with Yun Qingchen or something else?

"Annoying..." Feng Jiuge sighed, picked up the drunken guest next to his hand, and poured it directly into his mouth.

Soon the jar of wine ran out, and he threw the jar aside, Feng Jiuge lay on the table with his head in his arms, his eyes were blurred, the scene he experienced when he met Yun Qingchen appeared in front of his eyes, his lips couldn't help but curl up , murmured: "Moon White."

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Jiuge was awakened by the chirping of birds on the branches. He slowly opened his eyes and found that he had slept in the gazebo all night. Look, a white fox fur cloak fell on the ground, upon closer inspection, it looked a bit familiar, bent down to pick it up, and took a closer look, only to find that it was worn by Yun Qingchen on a daily basis. Smiling faintly, "Yun Qingchen, Yun Qingchen, if you run towards me at night, you must have bad intentions for me."

Not far away, Yun Qingchen sneezed, and Su Ziyu immediately stepped forward and asked, "My lord, did you catch a cold? I'll go to the pharmacy to get some medicine."

After returning from the pharmacy, Su Ziyu boiled the medicine and took it to the study room. Seeing that Yun Qingchen was still sitting at the desk reading and didn't add a few more clothes, he couldn't help but persuade: "Master, why don't you rest first."

"No problem."

"At night, the cloak will be thrown away. The folk customs of Nanyao are really bad." Su Ziyu complained.

Yun Qingchen's hand that turned the page froze, then immediately recovered, and said to Su Ziyu, "You go down first."

Feng Jiuge took the cloak and wanted to go to Yun Qingchen, but the housekeeper stepped forward and said: "My lord, there are people from the palace, and they said that they were ordered by His Majesty to take the lord into the palace to attend a banquet."

"What banquet?" Feng Jiuge asked.

"Did the lord forget that today is the Lantern Festival." The butler reminded.

Suddenly, Feng Jiuge remembered what Feng Ze said last time, and said, "I'll wash up first." After speaking, he lifted his feet and left.