After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

When the servants of Funing Palace rushed to Wenying Hall to invite Han Min, Mr. Yu's living man "induction training" didn't say a word.

I don't know why the Holy Majesty insisted that Han Min go there, but Master Yu had no choice but to say to him: "Since the Holy Majesty said he would teach you, then you can go there."

Han Min was also a little strange, but the palace servant who delivered the message saw that the Holy Majesty was displeased just now, and hurriedly urged him to leave.

He could only pack up his things and go with the palace servants.

After he left, Master Yu and Chu Yu looked at each other.

"Then let's... go home?"

"I think so."

He thought something serious had happened, so Fu Xun was in a hurry, and Han Min trotted over.

He took a breath in front of the palace gate, then adjusted his clothes and official hat, and walked in slowly.

He stood still in front of Fu Xun and raised his hands in a bow.

Fu Xun said "Excuse me", he raised his head, and saw Fu Xun beckoning to him, asking him to come over.

From the perspective of Han Min, who never got along with him since he was a child, his gesture, coupled with the faint smile on it, seemed a bit embarrassing.

That's all, who made him the emperor now?

Han Min let out a long sigh of relief, slowed down his breathing, and walked to his side.

Fu Xun said: "You almost missed the morning court."

Han Min replied softly, "I am guilty."

Han Jiaojiao shook his shoulders vigorously in her heart.

——Aren’t you going yet?It's almost late for the morning, and you are still staying in the bedroom!

Fu Xun said again: "The first time you went to court with me, you missed the hour."

Han Min tried his best to lower his voice: "I'm convicted."

Han Jiaojiao was a little irritable. If she hadn't been wearing an official hat, he would have felt like she was going to explode.

——Fu Xun is so annoying.

Fu Xun finally said: "You are like this..."

Han Min replied in a very low voice, as if he was complaining, but also as if he was being coquettish: "Your minister said you were convicted."

Then he raised his voice and overshadowed this sentence: "The morning is the most important thing, Your Majesty should drive to the Zichen Palace quickly."

Fu Xun glanced at him and asked, "Showing the Zichen Palace, will you remember the daily notes?"

Han Min took out a pen and paper from his pen holder, and recalled the daily notes he had just seen in Wenying Hall.

It should be simply written down first, and then sorted out later.

"It should be."

Fu Xun stretched out his hand to him, and Han Min handed him the pen and paper.

He took a pen, wrote a few lines on the paper, and handed it back to Han Min.

Han Min took it over and took a look, he just marked the date at the beginning——

In the first year of Dingyuan, the first day of April.

I only heard Fu Xun say: "You write a sentence and have a look."

"Yes."

Han Min pinched the pen holder, thinking about writing.

Fu Xun tugged at his sleeve and pulled him to his side to see what he wrote.

——Maochu, from.

"Okay, keep writing."

Han Min thought for a while and wrote three more words.

——Mistake the early morning.

Fu Xun was very puzzled: "What is this?"

Han Min held back his laughter, pretending to be serious: "I'm speaking straight and straight."

He took a few steps back, guarding the paper in his hand like a vigilant cat: "Your Majesty cannot change it."

So Fu Xun stood up, ready to go to court, Han Min stopped behind for a while, and then quickly followed.

Fu Xun glanced at it. On the paper he was holding, the words "Missed early court" had been blacked out.

Han Min was still very kind to him.

He didn't feel it himself, he just saw Fu Xun looking over and smiled at him.

There was still a period of time before the early court, and they did not ride in the chariot. The two walked on the palace road, followed by two rows of palace people.

Fu Xun said leisurely: "It's your first time to go to court, don't look around, just focus on me."

Naturally, Living Lang should focus on the emperor.

Assuming he was kindly reminding, Han Min nodded and said, "Yes."

Seeing his serious and silly appearance, Fu Xun couldn't help but chuckle.

He asked again, "What will you do if you don't have time to remember?"

"The minister tried his best to keep up with His Majesty's speaking speed."

"What if it's too late?"

Han Min was puzzled, but Han Min didn't know.

"You tap the dragon chair with the pen, and I'll wait for you."

"I'm afraid this is not in line with etiquette..."

Fu Xun cleared his throat: "If you beg me, I will wait for you."

He doesn't often use self-proclaimed words, he only uses them to emphasize something in front of Han Min.

Han Min naturally noticed it too.

Han Jiaojiao in her heart was breathing fire: "You are very proud, Your Majesty the Emperor."

In reality, Han Min adjusted his expression and said, "I can keep up."

Zichen Palace is the place where the emperor came to court. When Han Min followed Fu Xun, all the officials stood in the palace without a sound.

The emperor went to the palace and slowly climbed up the nine white jade steps.

Living man entered from the side, and after the emperor took his seat, he held a pen and paper and stood behind him.

Then the prime minister brought all the officials to salute.

Old Prime Minister Jiang used to be an old party member of Prince Gong, and he resigned from office last month in order to preserve the last bit of decency.The Holy Majesty did not avoid suspicion, and directly proposed the old prime minister's young son, Jiang Huan, as prime minister.

Now Jiang Huan is wearing a purple robe, standing at the front of the hall, holding a jade wat in his hand, bending over to salute.

Han Min lowered his head and wrote a word on the paper——

towards.

Fu Xun raised his hand, and the servant behind him said, "Excuse me."

Then things started.

The new dynasty has a new atmosphere, and most of the officials in the court have been replaced by Fu Xun's own people, but there are still many trivial matters to be dealt with.

Holding the pen, Han Min kept taking notes, occasionally looking up at Fu Xun, before dipping his head in ink.

After a while, suddenly a palace man called him behind him.

"Master Han."

When Han Min turned his head, the palace man pointed to the small bench under his feet, and said softly, "Master Han, please sit down."

At that time, Jiang Huan was reporting that the envoys of the Jiangbei Song Kingdom would arrive in Yong'an in a few days to congratulate the new emperor of Daqi on his enthronement.All the ministers were listening to him, but no one noticed the steps.

Han Min thanked him, lifted his clothes, and sat down on the stool.

Keep recording.

He changed a piece of paper.

Fu Xun thought that he would not be able to keep up, but he was completely overwhelmed.

When he was in Tongzhou, he did two jobs by himself-copying books and continuing writing scripts.

In the past two years, he has written more characters than in the previous ten years. Sometimes he is in a hurry, and sometimes he rushes out overnight.

Afterwards, the officials did not notice that besides the Holy One, there was another person sitting down in the hall.

A court meeting may last for a long time.

Han Min has always been physically weak, and he might not be able to bear it if he had to stand all morning.But asking him to sit and write all morning is something he often does.

My hands are a little sore, my writing speed has slowed down, and when I'm a little hungry, the morning meeting is over.

He also wrote down the word "retreat" on the paper, and only then did he realize that he could leave.

Fu Xun stood up, and he also stood up quickly, and followed Fu Xun to leave from the apse.

He secretly thumped his waist, which was a little sore after sitting for a long time.

Fu Xun glanced at him calmly, waved his hand to turn off the chariot, and asked Han Min, "Walking back?"

"it is good."

He didn't take the palace road when he came here. Fu Xun led him around a road, and the palace servants followed him from a distance, and walked around the garden next to him.

Walking on the gravel path, Fu Xun stretched out his hand to him: "Show me."

Han Min handed him a stack of paper full of characters.

This is just a draft of memorization, and I have to reorganize it when I go back.

As usual, the emperor should not read the daily notes, but he is the emperor.

He flipped through it casually, and said lightly: "Next time, let them make a long story short, and write it in the booklet and hand it over."

Han Min said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your understanding."

Fu Xun saw that his hands were stained with ink again, so he rubbed them for him.

She clearly cared about him, but she said, "What if I get it on my face next time?"

Anyway, Han Min only heard the meaning of ridicule.

Han Min said sullenly, "I have been writing for so many years, I won't get it on my face."

Fu Xun raised his hand, just brushed Han Min's ink-stained finger, and wiped a line on the left side of his face.

"Isn't it getting on your face?"

Han Min was taken aback, but remembered what Liu Ting had said to him when he came in the morning, that he should not quarrel with Fu Xun, let alone fight.

So he took out a pen and paper, and wrote angrily——

In the afternoon, the emperor played with his ministers, behaved badly, and was absurd and funny.

Fu Xun watched him write this sentence, his face froze: "You write like this?"

Han Min spoke confidently: "I just recorded the truth."

While the ink was still wet, Fu Xun dipped a little more with his fingers and wiped it on Han Min's face.

He couldn't dodge in time, and there was a black line on the right side of his face.

Fu Xun also had plausible words: "Since you have written like this, it is not a disadvantage to me to wipe a few more."

Han Min wanted to remember again, but Fu Xun held his face.

The accompanying palace people followed from afar, and suddenly they heard the Holy Majesty scolding Han Qijulang: "Don't move."

They hurriedly stopped in place, bowed their heads and lowered their eyebrows, not daring to look further.

They sighed in their hearts: "Han Qijulang is so pitiful."

Then there was a crisp "pa", they looked up subconsciously, and saw Han Qijulang pat the hand of the Holy One aside.

The palace people were dumbfounded: "Han Qijulang is so strong."

Han Min's almond eyes widened, and he looked at the Holy One without fear, "Your Majesty, look at the rockery behind you. Is it the rockery where we fought and fell together when we were young?"

Fuck his uncle can't fight.

It's good to speak harshly. If he wasn't what he is now, Fu Xun might be afraid.

Fu Xun couldn't help laughing, and wanted to help him wipe his face, but Han Min patted his hand on the other side.

Lunch is being served in Funing Palace.

Fu Xun changed clothes in the room.The palace servants brought hot water and towels and waited for Han Min to wash his face.

Han Min sat in the corner angrily, looking at his face at the water in the copper basin.

Fu Xun didn't finish painting the half of the cat's whiskers, perhaps because he ran out of ink at the end.

No wonder Fu Xun smiled at him just now when he said harsh words.

Fu Xun changed his clothes, turned to look at him, walked to his side, took the towel from the palace man, and handed it to him.

At that time, Han Min was rolling up his sleeves, washing his face with water in his hands, and rubbing his face vigorously.

Fu Xun passed the scarf forward again, Han Min turned his head, and when he saw him, his face suddenly sank.

He took the scarf, but said: "Don't dare to labor Your Majesty."

Fu Xun's hands were also stained with ink, and he washed his hands with the water he used to wash his face. Before he could speak, Han Min stood up and left.

I had no choice but to keep up.

There is no arrangement for lunch, but a table with twelve plates is set up on the couch outside.

Fu Xun sat down on the couch, turned his head and glanced at Han Min standing behind him: "Come here."

Holding a pen and paper, Han Min stepped forward, with a blank face, and began to record truthfully: "Chicken marrow bamboo shoots, Longjing shrimp, stewed crab powder lion head..."

He tried his best not to be so greedy.

Fu Xun laughed: "You don't need to remember this." He pointed to the seat opposite him: "Come and sit."

At this moment, Han Min had a smile on his face, and put the pen and paper into the holder, but before he could sit down, an old woman came outside.

The old nanny was very kind, followed by four little maids holding food boxes.

"Greetings to Your Majesty, the Queen Mother heard that Master Han is on duty today, so she specially asked the small kitchen to cook some dishes that Master Han loved when he was a child."

Han Min quickly saluted and thanked him.

The old mother beckoned to one of the little maids, telling her to come closer.

Opening the food box, the old lady smiled and said, "This is pig's trotter soup, which His Majesty and Master Han used to eat when they were young."

In fact, they don't eat it very often, that is, when the two of them broke their limbs, they ate together.

"The Empress Dowager hopes that Your Majesty and Mr. Han will not fight like they did when they were young. Harmony between the monarch and his ministers is the right way."

The old lady gave Fu Xun a meaningful look, and Fu Xun got off the ground and stood with Han Min.

I would like to listen to the teachings of the Queen Mother.

The table on the couch couldn't hold sixteen dishes, so it was moved to the big table outside.

She put the pig's trotter soup on the table with her own hands: "This is all the empress dowager's wish."

As for Fu Xun and Han Min, they nodded at the same time as they did when they were children, and answered yes repeatedly.

A group of people came in a hurry and left in a mighty manner.

When Fu Xun was having dinner, he didn't really like being surrounded by a group of people, and the people who were originally serving in the hall also retreated.

There are only two of them left.

Han Min sat next to him, and only dared to move when he saw him pick up the bowl and chopsticks.

Without words or other sounds, I ate a meal quietly.

Finally, Fu Xun pushed the "harmonious monarch and minister" soup in front of him.

He lowered his eyes halfway and looked at Han Min pitifully, the intention of being soft was obvious.Han Min originally wanted to lose his temper, but he just pressed the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and said, "Look, you always bully me, even the empress dowager knows about it. Next time you dare to bully me again, I will sue you .”

Fu Xun brought him some food: "Understood, are you full? Do you want to eat more?"

"No more. Where are you going in the afternoon? Let me remember."

How can there be a living man who remembers living notes like this?

Fu Xun actually answered: "I don't go anywhere, just take a nap in the hall, and eat snacks when I wake up."

Han Min looked at him with the eyes of "how can there be such a foolish king in the world".

Fu Xun coaxed him: "You go to bed too, so you don't have to remember, get up and let them make sugar steamed shortbread for you to eat."

Sugar steamed crispy cheese is available, Han Min reluctantly nodded.

Seeing his appearance, Fu Xun smiled: "Then you go to rest, don't go to the Wenying Hall, the beds over there have been slept by countless people, go to the side hall where you lived before."

Han Min resigned and wanted to leave, but Fu Xun suddenly said, "I want to see someone tonight, so don't leave tonight."

He turned his head, wondering: "Your Majesty, I may not be able to be on duty tonight, should I invite Master Chu..."

Fu Xun didn't ask any more questions, and responded with a nod, "Okay."

Han Min pleaded guilty, turned and left.

The side hall is still the same as before.

Han Min was a little tired after writing all morning. He lay down on the couch and fell asleep after a while.

He hadn't slept long before and woke up early.

When he came together, the palace people came in with their things when they heard the movement.

While washing, Han Min asked, "Where is the Holy One?"

"Just critique the papers in the study. The Holy Majesty said that Master Han is in a hurry to go over, and has already let Master Chu enter the palace."

Han Min nodded.

At noon, Fu Xun coaxed him and said that he had been sleeping in the temple all afternoon, so it must be a lie.

But the sugar steamed puff pastry is real.

After he finished washing, the palace servant brought the things up.

"Master Han, use it slowly."

After eating half a bowl, Han Min went to the study.

Halfway through the afternoon nap, Chu Yu was sent into the palace.At this moment, he was sitting behind Fu Xun, covering his mouth with his sleeve and yawning.

Han Min beckoned to him to let him out.

He asked, "How?"

Chu Yu stuffed him with the paper on which he had written a few words, freed his hand to beat his own leg, and complained: "Just sit there and do nothing."

"I have something to do at night, please help me, I'll go in and help you for a while."

"Small things, it's natural to help you."

"Then go and rest."

Han Min sneaked in lightly, and sat down where Chu Yu had been sitting.

Fu Xun raised his eyes calmly: "Are you awake?"

"Ah."

"Is the sugar steamed cheese delicious?"

"good to eat."

Fu Xun chuckled, stopped talking to him, and continued to criticize.

When it was getting late, Han Min and Chu Yu finished handing over work, hurried back to Liu's mansion, changed into casual clothes, and went to Baishi Bookstore to find Mr. Ge.

Today, the owner of the house on Gouchen Street invited him out to meet him. The place was decided by the other party, in Tianxiang Building.

Walking on the road, Mr. Ge said: "It's outrageous that the house is sold in such a place."

"You'll know when you see it."

"That's right. Last time in Tongzhou City, you said you had never been to Hualou, but this time I will take you there."

Han Min sniffed, "I don't want to go."

The veil is like mist, a treasure in the world.

It is called Tianxiang, but it is actually a strong fragrance of powder.

Standing in front of the building, Han Min couldn't help but sneezed.

Mr. Ge came over and pulled him in: "Let's go."

He rubbed his nose and followed Mr. Ge's footsteps.

In front of the window facing the street on the second floor, Ji Heng held a silver wine glass in one hand and rested his elbow on the window sill, watching Han Min enter the gate of Tianxiang Building.

A young man at the same table stepped forward, stood beside him, and looked down.

"What is Master Ji looking at?"

Ji Heng sneered, and seemed to be self-conscious: "He looks serious, so he is also a person who will come to drink flower wine."

"Who?"

Guessing that it's almost time, he waved his hand, put down his wine glass, stood up and cupped his hands: "Brothers, drink first, I'm going to do a business, go back as soon as you go."

Several people at the same table laughed.

"What business do you do?"

"Isn't this a few properties under my uncle's name? Let me help you sell them for a good price."

Ji Heng's words were [-]% false and [-]% true, and he didn't want to say more, so he turned around and left the room.

Just at this moment, there was music coming from the building, Han Min came up from downstairs, and Ji Heng stopped on the spot.

He saw Han Min embarrassedly avoiding the girls who persuaded him to drink and invite him, and struggling to get to Mr. Ge's side.

Mr. Ge laughed at him: "Unexpectedly, you are quite popular with little girls."

Han Min pursed his lips: "I would have borrowed a veil if I knew it earlier."

Mr. Ge laughed out loud, and he pushed Mr. Ge's arm: "Are you still laughing? Go away."

"Okay, okay, it's okay, let's go."

Mr. Ge grabbed his shoulders and led him to a private room: "That's it."

The two pushed the door open and went in, but no one came yet.

"Then sit down." Mr. Ge told Han Min, "If you order wine later, don't move."

"I know."

"Don't touch the snacks, the food in this kind of place is not very clean."

Han Min withdrew his hand to grab the snack: "Okay."

Mr. Ge pointed to his face: "Did you get the girl's makeup?"

He wiped his face, but spread the powder evenly. Mr. Ge laughed loudly: "You are really attractive to them."

Han Min supported his head and said angrily, "Never come again."

Ji Heng knocked on the folding fan, stood in front of the door and watched for a while.

He was desperately short of money to make up for the shortfall, so he deliberately took this matter over, hoping to make some money.

The old steward of Prince Xin's Mansion originally came with him, but Ji Heng dismissed him for the sake of convenience.

The one who doesn't want to buy a house is Han Min.

He had a feud with Han Min, and Han Min was sharp-tongued and offended him twice.

Money matters can be found in other places, and there are not many opportunities to get revenge on Han Min.

Ji Heng swung open the folding fan and pushed open the door.

Han Min hurriedly stood up to salute, seeing him, his face turned cold.

"Why is it Ji Gongzi?"

Ji Heng took out the house deed and land deed from his sleeve, and waved them in front of him.

"Of course I'm here to sell the house."

Han Min glanced at it, and it was indeed the contract of their old house.

Ji Heng put away the things, and said: "I want to buy a house, so treat me better. You coax me, maybe I will take you to the government to sign the contract tomorrow if I am happy."

His words were clearly meant to humiliate, Mr. Ge was about to speak, but Han Min held his hand down.

Han Min thought about it, and folded his hands: "It's not impossible. I just don't know whether this house was bought by Mr. Ji, or by Prince Xin?"

He smiled: "If it was bought by Mr. Ji, I will naturally support you; if it was bought by Lord Xin, then I have to talk to my little uncle."

"Earlier, I heard from Mr. Ge that the person who bought the house should leave it to an old man. It was the old house of my Han family. I never knew who else was there besides my Han family. Now I understand, it turns out that my uncle bought it. The house is reserved for the Han family."

Ji Heng's face turned livid, and Han Min didn't want to talk to him anymore. He patted the back of Mr. Ge's hand and wanted to leave with him.

"Let's go. It's my fault. I didn't ask who bought the house before. Since my uncle bought it, then don't worry about it."

Before he walked out of the room, Ji Heng walked out first, and dragged a girl holding a pipa over.

"Come here." Ji Heng gave Han Min a provocative look, "I've sold you a deed for the dilapidated house on Gouchen Street."

The girl's arm hurt from being pulled by him, and she didn't know why he was crazy. While struggling, she apologized and said with a smile: "Master, you are joking, where can I buy a house? Even if it is a dilapidated house, I can't afford it."

Ji Heng laughed: "It's not expensive, you can afford it. The starting price is one tael of silver."

He let go of his hand: "Go, call some sisters and sisters you know well, and I'll sell the house to you."

The girl still couldn't believe it: "Master, what you say is true?"

"Really, go and shout."

The girl walked away, Ji Heng returned to the room and looked up at Han Min: "You can leave as soon as you want. My uncle bought a nice house, but I'm selling this dilapidated house now. My uncle It's too far away in Mingshan, so I don't care."

Han Min ground his molars: "What do you want?"

The girl holding the pipa came in with a few other girls, and Ji Heng pushed him away: "It's blocking me. You go to the side and serve tea. I feel comfortable serving you. I'll let you stand with them— —”

Ji Heng raised his eyebrows: "Buy a house."

His eyes shifted from the girls to Han Min: "Okay, let's pour tea."

Mr. Ge patted Han Min on the shoulder, and said softly, "Forget it, let's go, I'll help you look after it."

Han Min turned around and picked up the teapot. Ji Heng smiled in surprise and said, "It's rare."

He sat down, crossed his legs and waited for Han Min to pour him tea, but with a "crash", a piece of tea leaves was thrown off his head.

The author has something to say: Fu Gou bullied Min Min, Min Min: Next time I will tell the Queen Mother

Others bully Mimi, Mimi: Please drink tea!

In fact, Lao Fu said to Minmin "I want to see someone tonight", that is