I want to abdicate every day [Rebirth]

Knowing that Gaochang King Song Wan has entered Beijing, Song Yan's heart is settled.

When taking a bath at night, they specially asked the serving ladies to sprinkle flower petals and face powder in the water. As soon as he smelled those fragrances, Song Yan felt extraordinarily at ease.

Song Yan had never met his uncle, but after Ji Zhao came to the capital with the rebellious uncles and uncles after the Seven Kings Rebellion was quelled in the first world, he only met them once.

Because after Song Yan's grandfather ascended the throne, his brothers would go to their corresponding fiefdoms to live their own lives, sending tribute to the court every three festivals and two birthdays every year, or returning to Beijing to celebrate their birthdays, the rest of the time is not allowed into Beijing.

So those uncles, Song Yan, except for hearing about them, have basically never met.

On the contrary, his uncles, when the first emperor was in power, they would return to Beijing to celebrate the birthdays of the emperor and empress, and Song Yan could meet a few times, so he could remember the appearance of several uncles.

But that King Gaochang...

Song Yan felt that the water was getting warmer, so he called someone in to add some hot water, and then he continued to close his eyes and recall comfortably.

That King Gaochang is now the oldest of the only two Shukilometers left, but he is growing stronger and stronger. Even in his sixtieth year, he still insists on practicing martial arts every day to keep fit.

Early the next morning, because there was no court meeting, Song Yan was naturally happy and leisurely. After pushing the memorial from the Wende Hall, he went back to the Ganlu Hall in a big way, and sent a message to the Taiwei and the Prime Minister, saying that he would leave the palace for a walk, fearing that they would not be at ease. , so let them follow.

In Ganlu Hall, after the female officer changed Song Yan into casual clothes, Chang Lu combed Song Yan's hair seriously in front of the bronze mirror. Chang Lu was still a little puzzled about the need for the Taiwei and the Prime Minister to accompany him.

"Your Majesty, why do you want the prime minister and the others to follow? The prime minister always pays attention to etiquette. The last time I went to that kind of place, the prime minister chattered on and on for almost an hour, and the ears of the servants who listened to it hurt."

Chang Lu combed Song Yan's hair in a bun, and put a crown inlaid with red jade on the hairpin. His whole personality was very stiff and handsome.

Song Yan turned his head to look at Chang Lu, and looked directly at him with folded arms: "Because only if the prime minister follows, he will be at ease. Only when he leaves the palace, will he have a chance of revenge."

Chang Lu: "Revenge?"

Song Yan smiled mysteriously, and didn't say much, but got up and took Chang Lu, who took the money, and went out of the palace together.

With the prime minister and the Taiwei following him, Song Yan was at ease, but the Taiwei was frowning all morning, feeling that the emperor had no good intentions.

After coming out of the inner city, Song Yan abandoned the car and walked, intending to experience the normal life of the people in the city. The emperor wanted to walk, and the Taiwei and the prime minister naturally couldn't take a carriage, so they followed behind Song Yan.

The sounds of hawking in the city and the conversations in the business room made the chilly morning extremely lively. Song Yan looked surprised, and his face was full of smiles. On the contrary, the prime minister's face was a bit ugly, but he had to pretend to be with him as if nothing had happened. Song Yan.

The Taiwei whispered: "Prime Minister, what's wrong?"

The prime minister responded in a low voice: "Of course I'm old, so I can't compare with young people like Your Majesty."

The Taiwei looked at the little emperor who was walking in front, bowed his head, and agreed.

The prime minister is almost fifty. This is because he is a civil servant who has to put on airs and pay attention to etiquette. His body is indeed not as good as that of Song Yan, a young man.

This non-stop walking all morning, it would take an hour to say the least, Song Yan didn't feel tired, and walked very happily, this was a pain for the prime minister, an old bone, almost fell apart.

Finally, in front of a tea house, Song Yan stopped, looked up at the name of the tea house on the plaque, thoughtfully.

The Prime Minister seized the opportunity and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty... Mr. Song must be tired, why don't you go to the tea house and have some tea?"

Song Yan looked at the prime minister in disbelief, and said puzzledly: "This is not right. It is not the prime minister who told me to be diligent in politics and love the people. How can I understand the sentiments of the people while sitting in a teahouse? Then I went to see the capital city. It's not over yet."

The prime minister was startled: "Is it over?"

Song Yan nodded earnestly in response, and finally said seriously: "I think what you said is right. I am in charge of the family, so I should know the hardships of people's livelihood. I used to be ignorant and only wanted to have fun, so I decided to change my past. Serving the country and the people well, I have seen the normal life of some people, but I believe that in this world, there is happiness and there is suffering, and I want to see how the people who live in hardship are suffering."

Song Yan's righteous words made the prime minister feel helpless to fight back.

Thinking about her trembling legs, she couldn't walk anymore, but Song Yan seemed to be fine and continued to walk.

The prime minister quit, no matter what he said he would not leave.

He really wanted to pretend to be dizzy, and then be sent home to take a good rest.

but……

Song Yan turned to look at him just two steps away, raised a pure smile and said, "Hurry up and follow, are you looking for some excuse to leave me alone on the street?"

The prime minister pursed his lips to relieve his breath, and finally heaved a long sigh, following Song Yan's footsteps.

Song Yan walked in the front with his hands behind his back, and the pride in his heart almost made him hum a song, but because of the time and place, he suppressed the excitement.

Although he, Song Yan, is an octogenarian, but now he has a young man's body. Compared with the prime minister who has always followed the rules, his physical strength is not one or two points better.

Thinking of the time when the prime minister persuaded himself to be diligent and not to be greedy for pleasure before, his face of apologetic smile froze. He must avenge this revenge. Knowing that the prime minister can't move now, Song Yan didn't want to stop at all. The meaning, the prime minister naturally did not dare to stop.

Stop and go on the street, occasionally ask the vendors about the prices of their items, and occasionally visit some gold and jade shops privately, to see how the people's living standards are at the feet of the emperor.

As time passed, it was gradually approaching noon, and Song Yan let go, saying that he was going to have lunch, and asked the prime minister and the Taiwei to recommend a place.

The prime minister who was hovering on the verge of dizziness heard that he could finally sit down and rest, and suddenly felt like rain from the sky, his internal organs began to cheer and cheer, he was no longer dizzy, he was full of energy, and he was a completely different person from just now.

Even Song Yan was startled, and couldn't help but leaned back, saying, "What's wrong with the prime minister?"

The prime minister tidied up his appearance and said: "Not far ahead is the Baishan Restaurant. I heard that the Baishan Restaurant has recently released new dishes. Mr. Song may as well go and taste it."

When Song Yan heard this, he immediately nodded in response, and then went to Baishan Building with the Prime Minister Taiwei.

Perhaps the shopkeeper of the Baishan Building knew the prime minister, and when he saw him from a distance, he cupped his hands to greet him, and even welcomed them to the private seat on the second floor.

Once the door of this private seat was closed, there were only four of them in the private seat.

The accompanying guards were guarding the door, and Song Yan was the only one sitting in the private seat. Song Yan looked up at the Taiwei and the Prime Minister standing in front of him, and said with a smile: "There are not so many rules outside the palace at the moment. Ai Qing sits down, I have Chang Lu to serve me alone, you can do whatever you want."

The prime minister and Taiwei then sat down after saluting.

It’s just that the prime minister’s butt touched the stool, he knew it, and he didn’t want to get up again. He thought he needed a chair upholstered with gold silk to sit on, but after sitting on a hard chair, he also felt very comfortable. few.

The prime minister's heart suddenly had mixed feelings, especially unpleasant, and he almost cried, the majesty of the past no longer exists.

Song Yan said, "I don't know how the Prime Minister and the Taiwei feel about today's trip?"

As soon as the emperor asked a question, the courtier naturally got up to answer. The Taiwei stood up and clasped his fists to answer, but found that the prime minister was trying to stand up. His face was blushing, but he just couldn't stand up.

Both Song Yan and the Taiwei cast their gazes on the Prime Minister, and the Prime Minister was taken aback for a moment, then his knees softened and he knelt down in the tunnel the next moment: "Your Majesty, forgive me."

Song Yan naturally knew what was going on, and he was sure he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, so he could only pretend to be serious: "Chang Lu, go and help the prime minister up, he kneels, I'm afraid he intends to have lunch. I paid for it."

The prime minister hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No, no, this Baishanlou was recommended by the minister, so naturally the minister paid for it."

Only then did Song Yan say with satisfaction: "Then Ai Qing will pay for it."

Song Yan smiled gently, but the prime minister knew that the emperor was a bit of a thief, so he let himself suffer so much without saying a word, and even broke his fortune.

The prime minister felt that Song Yan looked young, and his heart was full of ghosts.

Song Yan glanced at the Taiwei in response, and the Taiwei immediately clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Then I thank the prime minister for his hospitality."

The prime minister smiled, eating a meal is a trivial matter, but this meal can let him know that the emperor still has his own ideas, the prime minister also feels a little relieved, today's sin is worth it.

After waiting for the waiter to deliver the food, these few people moved their chopsticks and discussed what they saw and heard in the capital today while tasting the food of Baishanlou.

Listening to Song Yan's words, the prime minister always felt that he was not as cynical as he appeared on the surface, but many of his insights were exceptionally original and hit the nail on the head, especially for some reforms in the court. The prime minister felt that Song Yan's brain was better than theirs .

After lunch, Song Yan decided to go back to the palace and let the prime minister take a good rest.

It's just that as soon as he opened the door of the private seat, he met several other familiar faces. Guo Sheng looked at Song Yan in surprise. There was a gray-haired and powerful old man standing beside him, and the other saw Song Yan. Song Yan's complexion also turned blue and white, and he was not very well.

Before the prime minister could speak, he heard Guo Sheng pointing at Song Yan and saying, "My lord father-in-law, it's him who sent someone to beat up my son-in-law, and even lied that he was sent by my father-in-law. Father-in-law, hurry up and teach me a lesson." he."

The man whose face was turning green and then white hurriedly said anxiously: "Master Guo, don't talk about it, don't talk about Mr. Guo!"