virtuous king

Nearly five o'clock, I half-closed my eyes and walked towards the main hall in the dark, staggering a few steps from time to time, when I swayed my foot and stepped into the door of the hall, the sudden and deafening "His Royal Highness" from the officials woke me up instantly.

"Okay, everything is fine, they are all here, haha." I reached out and wiped the cold sweat on my forehead, strode vigorously to the front of the officials and said "See Your Majesty", then looked up at Chu Hong who was sitting on the dragon chair. I am used to this kind of bitter treatment of "I only see the king of Qi, but I don't know the emperor". He is looking at me and smiling very kindly, which is very distressing.

What's more, there are hundreds of civil and military officials behind me, and no one accuses me of disrespect at this moment. I am somewhat desperate for this huge Chu Dynasty.

"Who is the new champion?" Prince Chu Jiu may be a little bit hypoglycemic, and his complexion will be bad if he doesn't sleep enough, so when I turned around looking for someone with a pale face, most of the ministers buried their heads low.

"Which one is the new champion?" I asked again in a fit of anger, counting to three in my heart, and waited until a group of youths in scarlet robes who ignored the obstruction of my colleagues came out.

"Chen, Wen Che, see Your Majesty." As the name suggests, this young man has a pair of clear starry eyes embedded in his face, and his eyebrows of appropriate shades fly obliquely into his temples, evoking a sharp bookish air. At this time, he bows and kneels to Chu Hong But don't worship me, the suave figure is even more unforgettable.

My eyes lit up, and I felt suddenly very happy in my heart, my dear, the Hanlin Academy, from the fifth rank, can be regarded as a refreshing person.

Chu Ping seldom went to court, but he withdrew the papers. The papers written by hundreds of officials could only be sent to Chu Hong’s dragon case with his nod. Only a few months later, he was able to avoid Chu Ping's eyeliner and enter the Imperial Academy, and he was able to write an excerpt that was seen by the emperor. His bravery made people want to call him a hero.

Probably because my eyes fixed on Wen Che were too presumptuous. Gradually, some of the officials sighed. The Minister of Rites, who had just pulled Wen Che to prevent him from coming out, sighed the loudest. He hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help reminding me softly. : "Your Highness, this is the court hall, please take some etiquette into consideration, Your Highness."

The dumb eats Coptis chinensis, and I can’t tell what I’m suffering from. I can’t argue with it, and I have nowhere to vent my grievances. My face, which had just turned rosy, turned pale again.

"You wrote the note?"

"Yes."

"You want the empress dowager and the king to give up power?"

"Yes."

"If you don't give up, you will be killed by a headshot?"

"Yes."

"Be courageous, the Imperial Academy will be under your control from today on."

Just now, every time I asked a question, the Baiguan gasped, and every time Wen Che answered, the Baiguan sighed again, so when I uttered the last sentence, many officials hung up and turned up the unbreathed air-conditioning Rolling eyes, Wen Che didn't sing the scene of bravely fighting the traitor king, and froze in place a little sluggishly.

"Are you still hitting?" I took advantage of his blank moment to raise my voice and asked. Wen Che stared at me for a while, with a complicated expression on his face, and didn't answer. Don't always think about death, only if you survive can you defeat this king, work hard, this king is optimistic about you."

After persuading him, I felt it was inappropriate. In order to conform to Chu Ping's unreliable and treacherous image in the past, I paused and added a sentence quietly. "After all, you are good-looking."

The empress dowager has not been in court since two years ago, and beforehand I used the excuse of winning people's hearts to vent my anger on Wen Che's promotion. The bloodshed was stopped in time, and all the civil and military officials fell to their knees. Even Chu Hong rarely sincerely praised the emperor's tolerance.

"Wen Qing, what are you still standing there for? Thank the emperor quickly!" After the oolong ended, Chu Hong tilted his head and winked at Wen Che, reminding him softly, Wen Che gritted his teeth and turned to face him. I parted my lips, and finally squeezed out a sentence through the gap between my teeth: "Thank you, Your Highness."

I was so relieved and happy to be nominated as a good official. When I was happy, I couldn't help but smile: "Who else wants to hand over the booklet, let's hand it over together."

Hundred officials sweat like rain.

"I don't think the emperor's complexion is good, but he's tired? The emperor is the pillar and the mainstay of Dachu. You must take care of your health. In my opinion... the morning court today will be gone first." Chu Hong is very excited. He would open his eyes and talk nonsense, seeing that I was in a good mood, and hurriedly found a reason to leave the morning, probably because he was afraid that I would make something wrong later.

The emperor spoke, and I thanked me for my kindness. The old eunuch nodded when he saw me, pinched the orchid with his fingertips and shouted. "Back to court—"

People with high-pitched voices are feeling sick.

Pretending not to notice Chu Hong's careful thoughts, I turned a blind eye to his thoughtful eyes glued to me, covered my mouth and yawned, and strode out of the palace gate.

I was in a hurry to chase after Wen Che, and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials behind me was in a hurry to chase me: "Your Highness, alas, Your Highness, please walk slowly, wait for the next official!"

"Your Majesty is not as young and strong as your Highness." With a greasy face and a harsh voice, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Zhang Yuan, trotted up to catch up with his round belly, narrowed his cloudy eyes, and bowed to me. With a grin, I almost kicked him out with my mouth full of yellow teeth.

Zhang Yuan is Chu Ping's number one running dog. Although he is not good looking, he is a bit vain, and he is a talent when he uses it in the right place.

"Master Zhang, why did you call me to stop you?" Wen Che regarded me as a scourge, seeing that I couldn't catch up, I thought about it, turned around and smiled at him gently. "It's okay to take the position of Minister of the Ministry of Officials."

Zhang Yuan looked like a prince, you really are a noble person who forgets things, and thanked me with a flower-like smile: "Well done, and thank you for your promotion."

"Master Zhang just came to thank you?"

"Hey, hey." Zhang Yuan touched his big belly, and suddenly leaned into my ear and whispered softly. "Forgive me, Your Highness, Yan Qing is pretty obedient."

Oh, I almost forgot, Liu Yanqing's misfortune was given to Chu Ping by Zhang Yuan.

Seeing that I didn't respond, Zhang Yuan raised an eyebrow and smiled wretchedly: "I heard that His Royal Highness saved Yan Qing's life from the Empress Dowager two days ago. Your Highness is very affectionate. I admire you, I admire you." .”

I was a little impatient: "Liu Yanqing is indeed a good product, Mr. Zhang, please speak directly if you have something to say."

"Xiaguan, Xiaguan has been urged by his elder brother, and wants to find an official position for his nephew..." Zhang Yuan quickly put away his laughing expression, and said dejectedly: "Your Highness also knows that Xiaguan's nephew is a If you don't live up to it, you are in your twenties, you can't... you can't... Your Highness, please show him mercy and let him take a job, after the matter is done, the next official will definitely thank you."

Good guy, it's fair and square to buy an official.

I thought it was funny, squinted at him and said with a smile: "Thank you so much? Master Zhang is planning to give me a few 'Liu Yanqing'?"

"Your Highness, you can have as many as you want." Seeing that I let go of my words, Zhang Yuan clapped his hands together: "Not only people, but also other things are indispensable."

"For the sake of your ability to do things, here, one of the halberd guards guarding the gate has just been promoted. Tell your nephew to come over and take the top." I pointed to the palace gate not far away and said with a smile: "Master Zhang this time Don't stuff people into this king's backyard anymore, this king will soon be unable to support her."

Zhang Yuan thanked him heartily, clasped his fists and said loudly. "Yes, yes, your highness is really admirable for his willingness to share weal and woe with the common people, but, after all, your highness is the prince of my Great Chu Kingdom, and his life is too poor to make people laugh. I will go back and pay for your highness." Subsidies subsidize households'."

Tsk tsk, Zhang's surname is really good, now the empty treasury has been settled.

After a few more pleasantries, I sent Zhang Yuan away on the pretext of being tired, and called Douzi who was waiting in the dark.

"Where is Your Highness going today?" Douzi ran up swiftly, "Should I go back home, or go around?"

I thought for a while: "Go home, I don't know if Liu Yanqing's illness has recovered."

Douzi squinted his eyes and smiled: "This servant already knows that His Highness is a dedicated person, and he might be thinking about Young Master Liu in his heart. Just now, those grown-ups were making up behind their backs that His Highness has taken a fancy to the new champion. It's just nonsense."

I:"……"

What Dou Zi said was right, I really missed Liu Yanqing, because his brows and eyes looked a bit like a fluttering light—but, he was as cold as a fluttering light, and he would never bite his lip and slip into my arms eager to welcome or refuse.

Although I have lost my soul, and I can't feel the unforgettable love at the beginning, I still miss Fluctlight a little bit.

There is a saying that there is endless lovesickness, blood and tears, throwing red beans, and spring willows and spring flowers blooming all over the painting building.

……

When I returned to the mansion, Liu Yanqing's fever had completely subsided, and he was eating porridge on the bed in a blue robe. Seeing me entering the room and struggling to get up to salute, I was the first to hold him down.

"Let's have porridge." I said.

Probably because I seldom have such a pleasant face as now, Liu Yanqing looked at me for a long while, full of grievances and couldn't suppress it any longer, and began to cry faintly: "Your Highness, Yanqing knows his mistake, and I won't run away again, please Your Highness please ask Mr. Zhang Let me go...let my sister go."

Liu Yanqing was originally a juren, but because of his handsome appearance, Chu Ping took a fancy to him, and before he had time to make a move, Zhang Yuan, who is accustomed to flattery, felt that this was an opportunity, so he detained Liu Yanqing's own sister first, tied her up and sent her away On Chu Ping's bed.

When he first entered the mansion, Liu Yanqing had a very strong temper, and he still had a strong scholarly and pedantic air about him. After the swollen tongue and Zhang Yuan complained, Zhang Yuan rolled his eyes, turned his head and whipped his sister thirty times in front of Liu Yanqing. Liu Yanqing was so heartbroken by the whipping that he took the initiative to drink a bottle that night. Aphrodisiac ran to Chuping's room and threw herself into her arms.

Zhang Yuan is a fine individual, knowing that some hard bones are not afraid of pain or death, so he must find another way.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the person in front of me was innocent, and letting him go rashly made people suspicious, so I had no choice but to gently pull Liu Yanqing into my arms, half coaxing and half ordering: "Sure, as long as you obediently heal your illness." Alright, the king agrees."