After dressing as Kangxi, I raised my children full-time [Qing Chuan]

Mr. Wang stood up complacently, patted the hem of his clothes and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something. He bent down and took a look at the jade pendant hanging on Yinhu's waist. Can Babeile accept it?"

"Oh?" Yinhu smiled slightly, "Let's hear it?"

"Babeile's jade pendant looks like an ordinary thing, I wonder if I can borrow it from an official for a reward?"

"Do you believe me?" Yinhu looked at Master Wang with a half-smile, "If you don't believe me, please go back."

Raising the banknote and gently pushing it off the table, seeing it scattered lightly on the ground, Yinhu said slowly, "Remember, it was you who begged me."

"Babeile's words are wrong," Mr. Wang shook his head lightly and did not agree with Yinhu's statement at all, "This matter can only be said to be that you and I are cooperating, how can it be said that the lower officials are begging you? After all ..."

Mr. Wang's eyes glanced around the room meaningfully. This cold room without a trace of charcoal fire is enough to express his unfinished intentions, "You and I each take what we need, how can we ask for it?" Woolen cloth?"

Yinhu clenched her hand on the armrest of the chair slightly, "Master Wang is really joking, if you want to enjoy this jade pendant, these silver tickets may not be enough to buy."

Lord Wang chuckled, raised his hand and pulled the jade pendant from his waist, "Babeile asked his servants to take this jade pendant to the major commercial shops in the capital. You can take things as you like. Of course, you can also withdraw money from the shops." .”

"Send off the guests."

Yinhu lowered his eyes, raised his arms and pulled the jade pendant from his waist and put it on the table after clenching his palms. Then he opened his eyes and looked at the ground quietly, without speaking any more.

"The subordinate retire."

After getting the jade pendant worn by Cong Babeile, which represented his identity and could prevent him from turning his head and telling the truth, Mr. Wang finally heaved a sigh of relief, regardless of whether his behavior just now had hurt him rudely or not. Yinhu, after saying goodbye, left happily.

Yinhu didn't care about his departure, but just looked down at the banknotes scattered on the ground quietly, and finally, showing a shallow smile, slowly got up from the chair, squatted down slowly, and put his hands gently on the on the bank note.

A little cool.

"Baye?" The eunuch who came back in a hurry after sending Lord Wang away was startled, walked quickly to Yinhu and bent down to help Yinhu up, "My lord, your body is not fully recovered yet, the imperial doctor told you You need to rest for a while, and this servant will help you back to your room now."

With the help of the eunuch's strength, he got up from the ground, and the body he had just supported collapsed at this moment. Yinhu closed his eyes weakly, and his voice seemed to come from a distance, "Did you hear it all? What do you think?" ?"

"The servant dare not."

"Don't dare..." Don't dare?

Muttering these two words in his mouth like a wheel, Yinhu lowered his head to look at the bank note that was trampled on the ground, and gently tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Let someone pick it up, after all, when the time comes, these But it's all evidence."

"Whoo."

"I'm tired, help me go back."

"Whoo."

He was tired, really, very tired...

He doesn't have a natural smiling face like the prince, even when he is in a bad mood and loses his temper, the corners of his mouth are raised, but no one has ever said that the prince has a natural smiling face, but he has always said that Yinhu is born with a smiling face, no matter how gentle he is But that's all.

But...he's not.

Whenever he looked at himself reflected in the bronze mirror at night, there would always be a chill in his heart.

But now that he has reached this point, it is... difficult to turn back.

The self that Huang Ama was looking forward to may never appear again, that him has died young, and there is no trace of him anymore...

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed.

When Ye Luo first read this poem, she thought the poet was describing the scene of pear blossoms in full bloom, but after reading the complete explanation in the textbook, she realized that this poem was describing winter.

Late autumn has passed, and it is early winter, and the next snow will not surprise people.It's just that the scene where the trees were all white this night was very surprising, and it was a bit colder than yesterday.

It was a little cold when I went out, but it was not cold inside the Qianqing Palace, because there were plenty of charcoal fires burning inside, stepping in it was like entering a greenhouse, the hot people were dizzy and just wanted to sleep .

"Should we still go to court in this weather?"

Walking outside from the warm room, Ye Luo began to regret in his heart. He turned his head and glanced at Liang Jiugong, "I think it's better not to go to court in this kind of weather."

"Your Majesty?" Liang Jiugong was stunned for a moment, "But..."

"But what? Could it be that I can't even decide such a trivial matter now?" Ye Luo frowned, "Have they all come yet?"

"If you go back to the emperor, the courtiers have been waiting outside for a long time."

"Then let the Ministry of Internal Affairs prepare some things for heating and distribute them."

Liang Jiugong didn't understand what Ye Luo meant, or he suspected that he heard it wrong, "The emperor wants the Ministry of Internal Affairs to distribute some charcoal for heating to the ministers?"

"Ah."

Ye Luo nodded slightly, "Not only the courtiers, but also the harem, and the prince will send some. It's so cold today, so I'd better stay indoors and not wander around."

In the past when it was snowing, he couldn't stay in the room and watch dramas while lying down to keep warm. Now that he doesn't have the conditions to watch dramas, could it be that he can't even satisfy other simple things?

"I think, in fact, like me, they are looking forward to this rare holiday." Ye Luo looked at Liang Jiugong and smiled slightly, "You mean, don't you?"

"Your Majesty is wise."

"Then do it."

After waving his hand to let Liang Jiugong go to work, Ye Luo turned around and calmly returned to the warm Qianqing Palace.

"Yum, go pass some snacks, spicy ones, not sweet ones."

The snacks for the past two days are pastries and the like. Although they are very convenient to eat and the sweetness of the pastries is not too heavy, but——Ye Luo is not a sweet tooth, he already wants spicy food Think crazy.

When he was sleeping at night, the spicy dishes and duck racks in the Yabawang shop unconsciously appeared in his mind, and the drooling made him even hungrier.

"Whoo."

Ye Luo was half lying on the recliner, and the maid took a blanket and covered him, "Your Majesty, would you like some refreshments now?"

Ye Luo waved his hand to say no.

The palace maid responded and stepped aside, continuing to wait.

Bai Sheng hurried back from the imperial dining room, and some white snow like fine salt fell on his shoulders, "My servant sees the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

"Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, the people in the imperial dining room said they don't know what kind of spicy desserts the Emperor wants to use."

"Huh?" Ye Luo's head, which was dizzy from the heat, suddenly became clear, "Spicy desserts? Why don't they make spicy pastries for me? Let them want to go!"

After a pause, Ye Luo was still a little afraid that these people would make all kinds of weird and dark dishes for him, Ye Luo sighed softly and said: "Cold some vegetables, meat, etc., let it be cold... Eat hot pot, or else."

In the middle of the conversation, Ye Luo suddenly sat up from the reclining chair, Ye Luo's eyes lit up, "Tell the imperial dining room, let's eat hot pot today."

On a snowy day or something, it goes best with hot pot, doesn’t it?

"That spicy dish..."

"Also."

Children only make choices, but of course adults want to choose everything!

"Okay, let's go and inform, I'll wait."

"Whoo."

Yum responded and hurriedly retreated.Ye Luo thought about the food for a while, and couldn't stop the smile on her face.

Ye Luo's peace of mind of salted fish here, but the people there waited for a long time but didn't wait for the emperor to go to court, instead they waited for the news that the emperor asked him to take the things and go home to rest for a day, and they were all stunned.

"Eunuch Liang, are you serious?"

"My lord Mingzhu, why can't this be true?" Liang Jiugong looked at the old man with a smile, "That's what the emperor said. As for the true meaning of this, the slave doesn't know."

"Is there anything else to say, Your Majesty?"

"The slave doesn't know."

"Then..." Mingzhu wanted to say something more, when she heard an annoying voice ringing in her ears.

"Eunuch Liang, can you pass it on to the emperor."

"Lord Li?" Liang Jiugong looked at Li Guangdi in front of him, and after a moment of stupefaction, he bowed slightly and said, "I will report to the emperor right now, Lord Li, please wait here for a while."

"Ah."

Liang Jiugong nodded slightly, as if he hadn't seen the pearl, he walked straight back to Qianqing Palace.

Mingzhu looked at Liang Jiugong's back and snorted softly.

"My lord Li really has won the favor of the emperor!" Mingzhu said mockingly after casting a blank look at Li Guangdi.

"Not as powerful as Master Mingzhu."

"Master Li is simply joking. You are the Minister of the Ministry of Officials. Tell me, there is no official position in this world that is more sacred than this?"

"Still not as powerful as Master Mingzhu."

"..." Mingzhu was silent for a moment, took a deep breath and stared at Li Guangdi, "Is that the only sentence you can say, the dignified scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials?"

"Master Mingzhu is really powerful." Li Guangdi turned around expressionlessly, "You all know this."

Mingzhu: Whoa!

"My lord, it is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Just when Mingzhu couldn't help but wanted to roll up her sleeves and say something to Li Guangdi, the official she knew on weekdays bumped into his body, "His Royal Highness is here!"

Mingzhu took a deep breath, raised her eyes slightly, and watched His Royal Highness slowly walk up to Li Guangdi and stand still.

"Does Master Li have anything to say to Huang Ama?"

Mingzhu looked at Prince Yinreng in some surprise—this voice, this tone, and this expression, something is wrong!

"There are some things to discuss with the emperor." Facing Prince Yinfeng, Li Guangdi did not choke like he was facing Mingzhu. "The assessment by the Ministry of officials is coming soon, and we always have to discuss it with the emperor."

"Gu is the intern emperor now," Yinfeng looked at Li Guangdi expressionlessly, "if you have anything to say, talk to Gu first."

"Including you." Yinfeng raised his voice slightly, and glanced around the standing courtiers, "Important matters should be written in the memorial first before handing them in. Important matters come to Gu directly. The whole day is in Qianqing Palace, you just need to call someone to inform you when the time comes."

"I only say these words once, and don't forget them in the future."

After finishing the words in an almost indifferent tone, Yinreng turned around and left, stopped, and turned around: "Master Li, come here with Gu."