Bully

The peach blossoms in Putuo Temple bloom the best, and the flowering period is still long.Under the peach blossom tree, there is a small table, Wu Shi and Rong Shang sit opposite each other.Wu Shi brewed tea, but Rong Shang didn't feel like tasting it.

"I told you earlier that the little emperor has depression in his heart. If you lock him up like this, it will only make him more unhappy. If things go on like this, it will damage his longevity."

Rong Shang took a sip from his teacup, lowered his eyes and did not answer.Wu Shi sighed slowly, and saw Rong Feng walking quickly.Walking up to Rong Shang, he saluted and said, "It has been found out that the mansion where Wei Ji lived was Lu Ren from the Selecting Department of the Ministry of Household Affairs. He was a guest of General Wei when he was released as an official in the early years. , No one in Beijing has contact with Wei Ji. In addition... there is no clue of Wei Ji's whereabouts."

Rong Shang waved his hand and told him to go down.Wu Shi took a sip of his tea and said, "I don't think you need to be so nervous. The capital is your place, and it's as solid as gold. Wei Ji comes to the capital, and he can't ask for anything."

Rong Shang said indifferently: "Wei Ji City Mansion is deep and very cunning, I'm afraid that if we haven't found his foothold in the capital, he will be able to find an excuse to appear in the capital openly."

Wu Shi nodded, with a clear expression on his face, and asked: "Then why did you come to see me today?"

"I asked you to prescribe medicine to take care of his body." He looked calm, as if he didn't want to say more.

Wu Shi understood, picked up a pen and wrote a prescription, and handed it to him: "According to the prescription, take the medicine, and Chengxiang pills, burn one pill a day, it can make people relax their minds and relieve their emotions. The rest, call the imperial physician It’s the same for writing some prescriptions to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality.” After a pause, he said: “Let me persuade you a little too much, heart disease still needs heart medicine, and it’s not a long-term solution to waste like this.”

Rong Shang took it, thanked him, got up and left.

There was Eunuch Cheng guarding outside Zichen Hall, Rong Shang asked, "How is Your Majesty today?"

Eunuch Cheng bowed and replied: "Since Yan Ke came, His Majesty has not made trouble anymore, but the meals are not enough, and people are not energetic."

Rong Shang frowned, and stepped into the hall.There was no one serving in the big hall, the little emperor was lying on the bed with his back facing Rong Shang, his hair scattered beside the pillow, curled up, a small one, showing some loneliness.

Rong Shang walked over and sat by the bed, stroked his hair time after time, and after a long time he casually said: "You treat others well in every possible way, and you don't care about anything, why don't you think about helping me too?"

Ming Chuan responded, Rong Shang's eyes became deeper and deeper, and the light came in from the window behind him, hiding his figure in the light and darkness, making him more imposing.

After a long time, a suppressed sob came from the tent: "I don't know what it means to fulfill you." Ming Chuan said: "I treat you like a brother like a father, and I obey you, but you are always unhappy. Why do you always answer me no matter what?" Not as before?"

"Because I don't want to be your elder brother and father." Rong Shang pulled him into his arms with a soft voice that could not be shrugged off: "I am your husband. Tomorrow, you and I will spend our lives together, and we will be together after a hundred years." Live in a grave."

He lowered his head and kissed the top of Ming Chuan's hair. Ming Chuan grabbed Rong Shang's clothes and cried even harder.Rong Shang knew that he was afraid.

"You always want to go back to the past, you think you were happy and happy back then, but I don't think so." Rong Shang said: "It's because you are young and in poor health, so I don't move you, and indulge you in everything. I just forgot that you are a self-deceiving person, if I don’t point it out, you just pretend you don’t understand, and want to leave every now and then.”

Speaking of the last sentence, his breath sank, obviously angry.

"I...I didn't want to leave." Ming Chuan was sobbing, breathless: "I just feel that the outside is novel, and I don't want to leave the palace."

"That would be the best." Rong Shang hugged Ming Chuan into his arms, stroking his back smoothly, "I know you can't accept it for a while, so I allow you to take your time, after all, the days to come will be yours Mine. It's just like this, it can't happen again."

Ming Chuan was really wronged, and he seemed to think that as long as he didn't answer his words, he would pretend that he had never heard of it, and there was still room for change.Rong Shang wanted to force him again, but seeing Ming Chuan crying, his body was trembling, and after thinking about it for a while, he just sighed and coaxed: "Don't cry."

Zhang Xinyuan had hoped for many days that the imperial decree would be delivered by Yan Ke himself, one to honor the Lord and the other to allow him to participate in the affairs of the Ministry of Rites.Reading it in front of everyone at Yushitai gave him enough face.Zhang Xinyuan stood up and bowed again. After accepting the imperial decree, he knew that this was the face His Majesty gave to Princess Jinghua, and his face was very calm.

Rong Huo was behind Yan Ke, and he didn't come out until he finished reading the imperial decree and exchanging pleasantries with Zhang Xinyuan.He also brought a decree, which was issued by the national teacher himself, and Zhang Xinyuan was dismissed from his position as the boss for the crime of disrespect to His Majesty, and Zhang Xinyuan himself would fill it up.

In this way, Xu Chengyu was still serving as his seventh-rank Hanlin in the Hanlin Academy among those who were in the same period, and Zhang Xinyuan was already a fifth-rank official.

With an order, no matter what the appearance of everyone present, Rong Huo just bowed his hands to Yan Ke and left.

Yan Ke faced Zhang Xinyuan with a polite smile on his face: "Look, Master Zhang has caught up."

Zhang Xinyuan lowered his eyes in a humble manner: "Borrow your father-in-law's auspicious words."

Yan Ke still didn't accept his courtesy, and said: "Master Zhang has beaten me, and I'm just relying on Your Majesty to pretend to be a tiger and gain some face from him. To put it bluntly, what am I, if I don't It is no different from the mud beside the wall."

Zhang Xinyuan listened to what Yan Ke meant, and said, "I understand, thank you, Eunuch, for your guidance."

Yan Ke saw that he was transparent, hooked the corners of his mouth, bowed and said: "I won't stay here any longer, my son-in-law, please stay."

The Zichen Palace has been closed for the past few days, and everyone in the palace is trembling with news.As soon as Mingchuan's confinement was released, Jinghua rushed to see him.

"Is the emperor unwell?" Jinghua asked cautiously.

Ming Chuan came back to his senses, and said: "It's nothing, the weather is unpredictable these few days, and I don't have much energy."

Jinghua nodded, she didn't know about Mingchuan's relationship with the national teacher, she just felt that the two were just like the rumors, and Mingchuan was being held back by the national teacher.Therefore, he was cautious when asking questions, for fear of making Ming Chuan feel more worried.

Seeing her uncomfortable look, Ming Chuan wanted to ease the atmosphere, and said: "Yesterday, General Wei Ji Wei came to Zhe Zi, saying that Princess Jingrong's old illness had relapsed, and she wanted to go to Beijing to invite Master Wu Shi to treat her. I think about it, and you too You are about to get married, if Jingrong is still healthy enough to endure the bumpy journey, I will tell her to go back to Beijing to live for a while, firstly, to facilitate treatment, and secondly, to send you off to get married."

Jinghua really burst out with joy: "Really?"

Ming Chuan nodded: "If possible, I will go to the teacher of the same country and tell the teacher that Jingrong has been away for many years, and I am also strange."

"Thank you, brother, for your kindness!"

Jinghua left happily, and Ming Chuan was a little bit energetic after seeing the cheerfulness.Yan Ke came over to exchange tea, and asked, "Your Majesty has made this decision before asking the national teacher. What if there is something wrong?"

Ming Chuan propped his head on one hand, his eyes were blank: "I thought about it, the words of the national teacher can be regarded as a confession. In the scriptures, the one who confesses first must naturally obey the other."

Yan Ke felt a little funny, and asked, "Your Majesty wants to respond to the confession from the national teacher?"

Ming Chuan sighed: "This... still needs to be cautious."

Yan Ke said: "Your Majesty hasn't agreed yet, but I want to charge some interest first."

Mingchuan couldn't say anything to refute, so he could only sigh faintly.

When the weather was fine, Rong Shang took the little emperor to Putuo Temple.As soon as he arrived at the temple, Ming Chuan went to the front of the mountain gate, very unwilling to stay with Rong Shang.

Wu Shi was watching the fun, Rong Shang said: "He has been avoiding me for the past few days, and sent him to you to let him relax."

"What have you done?"

"It's nothing, let him see the reality clearly."

Wu Shi shook his head, and sighed pretentiously, with a very pitiful look: "People always have a few dreams in their lifetime, the little emperor is really pitiful."

Rong Shang picked up the teacup and smiled inexplicably: "He is pitiful at all. He will mend this dream and pick it up as it is after this matter is over. In terms of self-deception, I haven't seen anyone who can do it. its left and right."

Wu Shi joked: "As expected of a little emperor, he has his own way of dealing with the world, his temperament is soft and tough, and he will never fail."

Rong Shang stroked the rim of the teacup with his fingers, his eyes were dim, and he said after a while, "Wei Ji has arrived in Beijing, Bao Buqi will take advantage of this time to meet His Majesty, you must keep an eye on him."

Wu Shi nodded: "People are with me, you can rest assured."

Seeing the national teacher leave, Ming Chuan lingeringly sat in front of Wu Shi, Wu Shi pushed him a cup of tea, Ming Chuan didn't drink the tea and didn't speak, and sighed one after another.

Wu Shi was a little helpless: "Your Majesty, don't sigh anymore, my flowers have all withered because of your sigh."

Ming Chuan sighed again.

Wu Shi couldn't help but want to sigh, and asked: "Your Majesty, if you have any worries, you might as well tell them, and see if the poor monk can help you."

Mingchuan glanced at him: "You are familiar with the national teacher, how can I tell you."

Wu Shidao: "The poor monk can not tell him."

"How can I trust you?"

The worldless Dharma is solemn: "Monks don't tell lies."

Ming Chuan thought for a while and it made sense, then he said: "A few days ago, the national teacher said something to me. It didn't sound like a confession, but it sounded like a forced marriage. In the books I usually read, if two people want to get along well, they should It's two people who are happy with each other and have the same mind. Someone like the national teacher is an out-and-out villain in the storybook."

Wu Shi was silent for a long time.Ming Chuan asked: "What's wrong?"

Wu Shidao: "The poor monk is a monk, and he doesn't know much about this way."

Ming Chuan said: "That's right, otherwise..." You can't run away from your wife.

Ming Chuan kindly did not finish.He put his chin on his knees, shook his head for a while, and said: "The scriptures also say that if you want to get along with someone, you must be very fond of that person, not to mention obedience, you should obey him." Do what you want." He looked at Wu Shi's face, and said: "These words are not important, if the national teacher asks, you can tell him to listen to it, it doesn't matter."

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