virtuous king

Liu Yanqing was very active, and left as soon as he finished speaking, and he refused to give me the slightest chance to argue. When he entered the door, he turned around and smiled at me, then waved his hand neatly, and slammed the door.

I stood there shivering for no reason, as if what Liu Yanqing raised his hand and slammed was not the wooden door, but my face that was sore now.

I took two steps, sighed, walked two more steps, and sighed again. After all, I didn't catch up, but ran away quickly, covering my face.

I'm really scared of Liu Yanqing, one is because his attitude towards me is getting more and more weird, and the other is that I feel sorry for him intuitively, but I can't figure out where I am wrong. Now I feel guilty and pity for him. There is, there is respect, there is appreciation, but there is no love at all.

I'm afraid that Liu Yanqing has feelings for me, because I can't give him even the slightest response, and I'm also afraid that Liu Yanqing has no intentions for me, so I'm being affectionate to myself, so...too embarrassing.

There are fears on the left, right, front, back, and this thin layer of window paper must not be pierced. For the current plan, it is better to hide when you can, and take a step to see.

I quietly worked as an otaku in the palace for a few days. I enjoyed playing with birds and listening to music every day, and slept in the study at night. Although it was a little deserted, the advantage was that I didn’t have to look at people’s faces and was at ease.

It's a pity that I am comfortable, but some people are not comfortable.

About the news that I slept in the study for several days and was not allowed to pet me close to me was spread by those who cared about me. Not long after, Eunuch Hai from the palace brought someone to me to pass on the emperor's oral order.

"Your Highness hasn't been in court for a while. Two days ago, His Majesty was talking to this old servant about what your Highness is up to, whether you are in good health, and His Majesty misses you very much. No, I sent my old servant early this morning. The slave came to visit His Highness with supplements, and His Majesty asked the old slave to tell His Highness that His Highness hadn't slept well for a few days, so it won't work if this continues. His Highness still needs to rest on time, and come to court tomorrow if there is nothing to do. Let's go and have a look..." Eunuch Hai, with a layer of gouache on his face, held my hand and chattered endlessly, which probably meant that the emperor heard that I had been an otaku at home for a few days, and missed me, so he told me to go back to the court .

To translate it more bluntly, the emperor is worried about me, and told me to go back under his nose and stop always hiding at home and acting like a demon.

"Your Highness, this old slave has been talking for a long time, why should you make a statement?" Eunuch Hai looked at me with squinted eyes and a smile, the skin on his cheeks twitching slightly due to nervousness.

I doubt he can see through those drooping eyelids.

"Go, I will go tomorrow morning." I rubbed my chin, and thoughtfully handed him a glass of West Lake Longjing tea from the little emperor to moisten his throat: "Elder-in-law, drink some water, it's not that this king doesn't express his opinion, just now Where did your father-in-law give me a chance to interject? I am tired of listening to you."

Eunuch Hai took the tea with a smirk and drank it in one gulp, not daring to leave even a drop, and then pointed at the big boxes near the door with his backhand: "That's great, that's great, these boxes of antiques and soft silver are all given by His Majesty. Please take it, Your Highness."

Speaking of this, I can't shirk anything, gossip a few words, and respectfully send Eunuch Hai out of the palace.

"Eunuch Hai is a loyal servant, a true loyal servant." After waiting for people to walk away, I turned my head and said to Uncle Li with emotion: "I didn't expect that the little emperor is still young, and he has a good eye for people."

Li Bo Nuonuo said yes, and asked me cautiously: "Is Your Highness really going to court tomorrow?"

I roughly counted the days with my fingers, curled my lips and said, "Go, tomorrow."

Wen Che's case is almost as good as it should be. If you don't watch the excitement now, when will you wait?

However, my enthusiasm for watching a good show didn't last long. Early the next morning, when I floated up from the bed like a ghost, I couldn't even bring up the slightest thought of joining in the fun.

I think there is probably a reason why the foolish emperors in ancient times didn't like morning court. Morning court is a laborious task, and I can't stand getting up early alone.

"Tell me later to tell me which son-of-a-bitch set the morning court at such a time, I must make him look good..." The sedan chair bumped all the way to the gate of the palace. It hurts, don't mention how uncomfortable it is.

"Your Highness, you, do you still want to go in by yourself?" Hearing the question while half asleep and half awake, I shook my head vigorously to shake off my drowsiness, and opened the sedan chair curtain to look at the palace gate. Sure enough, I didn't see Su Minghan with a serious face comparable to the door god. , After thinking about it, I put down the curtain: "I'm not leaving, the king is very tired today."

Anyway, my reputation can't get any worse, so why are you afraid of such a little rule?

"Your Highness is so arrogant." Why is this voice so familiar...

I was still thinking about it, and then I heard the person outside the sedan taunting me persistently in his crisp and melodious baritone voice: "Could it be that you are so weak that you can't even walk these few steps?"

This tone, this attitude... I grinned happily, and suddenly opened the curtain, and looked over with a smile: "This is really hurtful, my king is in good health, I can beat you with one hand It's not a problem, if Wen Zhuangyuan doesn't believe it, after a while, he will go down to court and find a place to compare with this king?"

Wen Che turned around and made a bow to me, imitating my appearance with a grin and said: "Your Highness, forgive me, I only compete with humans, not animals."

Tsk tsk, I haven't seen you for a few days, this unlucky kid is getting sharper and sharper.

Wen Che and I just had a good talk, but he refused. I'm used to flirting. When I heard ridicule, I almost blurted out a counterattack: "Wen Zhuangyuan's eyes are not good at such a young age. Why don't you do it too?" Come here, take a closer look and see if this king is a human or a beast?"

Wen Che took a deep breath, squeezed out a few words between his teeth with a stiff smile: "...shameless."

I thought about this word over and over again, and I thought that the other party is indeed a well-bred cultural person, even scolding people is so elegant, this situation, I have to put it on a few buddies I didn't wear it when I came here, and I picked it up early The sleeves have greeted each other's ancestors for 38 generations.

"Good scolding, just hit the king's vital point." I woke up after having fun, got out of the sedan chair and squeezed to Wen Che's side and walked forward side by side, not forgetting to play with power and prestige: "Wen Zhuangyuan's graceful demeanor makes my king His soul has been sucked away, how can I have the heart to feel ashamed?"

Wen Che was grinding his teeth like a rat.

After a short time, Wen Che and I stepped into the hall. Chu Hong was a little surprised to see us appearing together, and hesitation flashed across his face for a moment: "Why is Uncle Wen and Wen Qing going the same way today?"

"It's just a coincidence." I replied indifferently, then shifted my gaze to Wen Che, and said with a smile, "I heard that the investigation of Wen Zhuangyuan's case is almost finished. I have come to see the excitement."

Chu Hong let out a groan, and followed me and turned to look at Wen Che: "Yes, Wen Qing, how is the investigation going?"

"Return to Your Majesty, now that there are all the witnesses and material evidence, General Qiu's family has indeed been wronged." Wen Che said after deliberating, then turned and pointed at Zhang Yuan in the crowd, his eyes were like sharpened swords: "General Qiu did not conspire against you. The culprit is someone else."

Chu Hong glanced at me and said softly, "Where's the evidence?"

Wen Che raised his voice and shouted, and after a while, several men dressed as servants were pushed and shoved to the main hall.

"If my memory serves me right, these people are servants who have been with Mr. Zhang for nearly ten years." Wen Che felt that he had the chance to win, and he spoke even more ruthlessly: "The errand runners, the tailors, the storers, Now that the confession has been made, what else does Mr. Zhang have to say?"

After Wen Che finished asking, he had already planned for the other party to deny it in every possible way, but he didn't want Zhang Yuan to step forward amidst the boos of all the officials, and knelt down without changing his face: "Minister, plead guilty."

He didn't even blink his eyelids, not to mention Wen Che, even Chu Hong, who was sitting in the seat, was stunned for a while.

"Zhang Yuan, do you know what crime you are pleading guilty to?"

"I know that what I admit is the crime of slandering loyal ministers and good generals, and I should be executed according to the law." After a pause, Zhang Yuan said unhurriedly: "I had a rift with General Qiu back then, and I was confused and listened to the villain's words for a while. , to do such an outrageous thing, I... I know that I have committed a serious crime, and my Majesty has sentenced me to death, so I have nothing to say."

This turning point was a bit sudden, and Wen Che's preparations were completely useless, so he stamped his feet on the spot in a hurry, and said in spite of himself: "You are talking nonsense, you definitely did not do this alone, the weaving in your hand Where did the brocade come from?"

Zhang Yuan didn't hesitate at all, looked at Wen Che and confessed generously: "His Royal Highness Qi Wang sent it."

Wen Che got a satisfactory answer, and took a moment to look at me: "How can your Highness explain?"

I turned my head to look at Chu Hong: "My king's brocade is a gift from His Majesty. Does the champion Wen want to ask His Majesty how to explain it?"

Chu Hong frowned and looked back at Zhang Yuan, and he excused me reluctantly: "I don't have the final say on what to send out, and the emperor's uncle is also innocent. Now that the case has been closed, Wen Zhuangyuan doesn't have to worry too much about it." Take it too seriously."

For a while, Zhang Yuan looked at Wen Che, Wen Che looked at me, I looked at Chu Hong, Chu Hong looked at Zhang Yuan, and all the officials looked at us together.

Wen Che said angrily, "But...but..."

"Of course, Uncle Huang is also at fault. Uncle Huang accidentally handled an unjust case back then, so he was punished...with three months' salary as a punishment?" Chu Hong looked at me while speaking, with a hint of solicitation in his eyes.

I sighed, why cover the sky with one hand, it is probably what I am now.

It was exactly the same as I expected a few days ago, I respectfully kowtowed and said: "I accept the punishment."

Baiguan still couldn't recover from this series of magical twists and turns, and finally Chu Hong made a concluding speech: "I have wronged the emperor, come here, put Zhang Yuan on death row, and choose a day to ask for execution."

There was silence for a while, and the side shouted His Majesty's wisdom, and Wu Yangyang fell to his knees.

I maintained the posture of kneeling and kowtowing, buried my head in the crook of my arms and complained secretly-what kind of errand runners, tailors, and stuffers, if I didn't pass on the word, which one of them would dare to recruit?

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