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But on the other side, Yiyang entered the hall, invited An to salute and sat on the same bed with the emperor, after eating a few pieces of pastries, he saw that the table was full of memorials, and the emperor looked sleepy.So obediently and filially, he rubbed his shoulders and beat his back. Naturally, his strength and skill were not comparable to the imperial doctor of the Tai Hospital, but it was her heart that benefited the emperor.

Seeing that the emperor was coaxed into joy by himself, Yiyang paid attention to the incidents of the crown prince from time to time when he was talking about the family, saying that the crown prince had recently been bothered by a servant of the official department and a deputy lieutenant of the infantry who guarded the safety of the capital. The accident caused the imperial court to be ashamed and felt very guilty and remorseful. Considering that the two were more or less involved in the East Palace, I deeply felt that I had owed the great trust my father had given me. I don't think about tea and rice, but I'm unhappy.

"Well, I saw that he had lost a lot of weight when I went to court today. Your brother, I have kept him under strict supervision since I was a child. I never dared to tell me what was on my mind. If I kept it in my heart for a long time, I was afraid that I would also get sick. Come on." Emperor Chunyou waved his hand, signaling Yiyang not to be courteous to him any more, "Xing Kangping, I was the one who left him in Zhan Shifu at the beginning. I never thought that he would be good in everything, but he was ruined by the word 'color' Boss, Wang Honghou, a martial artist, his temper has become a little irritable, and the matter has not been found out yet, he died in a daze, and instead committed suicide in fear of crime, leaving others something to talk about."

Yiyang supported Emperor Chunyou's shoulders, poked his head out from behind, blinked his big eyes, and said along the way: "Isn't it? My son just entered the palace, and on the way, I saw a few servants hiding in a corner and saying goodbye Mouth, they were too far away to hear clearly. After walking a few steps, they retreated guiltily and looked at each other, and Er Chen was even more sure that these slaves were secretly telling stories, so he forced them to speak out the original words."

"What are you talking about?" Emperor Chunyou lowered his eyes and looked at Yiyang carefully. His eyes traced the outline of her who was very similar to his deceased wife. hair strands.

Yiyang bit her thin lips, turned her face to avoid looking directly at the emperor, was quite embarrassed, and hesitated for a while before saying: "Say...it is the prince's brother's idea that Wang Honghou ordered the jailer to poison him. To Lord Hu of the Ministry of Punishment..."

Emperor Chunyou had three sons, and the third son was too young to go to elementary school, let alone.The prince was born in the royal family, and his mother and concubine died before the day they entered the middle palace. Although he entered Beijing as the son of the king of Qi according to the Jin law, he studied in the palace and learned the way of assisting the king. This old Confucian coaxed him too kindly, even though his father's nature remained the same even after he was proclaimed emperor, he would eventually become the heir to the throne.Although the king of Lu is the second son and a concubine, his conduct has been upright and respectful since he was a child. In addition, his grandfather helped Emperor Dezong to defeat Xirong in the past, and he was appointed a general and duke of Liang. But Yu Wei is still there, and the descendants of hereditary titles are all dedicated to their duties in Dingzhou, and they are quite talented.

The emperor is extremely powerful, and there are only things he doesn't want to know about the affairs of the court and the undercurrent of factional struggles, there is nothing he doesn't know.The Crown Prince and the King of Lu have been fighting openly and secretly for several years, and most of the courtiers can't help the two parties' solicitation, and they each seek a way out for their master.Hu Laiyan from the Ministry of Punishment is close to King Lu, how could Emperor Chunyou not know why?It is one thing to know, but another thing to be able to accept it calmly. Although the emperor is known as a saint, he has not been able to put his emotions and desires behind him.Seeing that his two sons are faintly making history repeat itself, he has tried his best to be as balanced as possible in the distribution of government affairs, meritorious deeds and rewards in the past few years, so as not to let Xiaoxiao take advantage of the opportunity, but things backfired in the end.

"It's nonsense." Emperor Chunyou's face was cloudy and he couldn't tell the color, "These servants dare to gossip and criticize the crown prince without knowing their dignity!"

"Father, calm down." Yi Yang gently caressed the emperor's back, "I know very little about the affairs of the court, and I have been obediently thinking about it behind closed doors in the mansion for a while, even if I got a few words, it was just hearsay from others. But the elder brother of the prince and the son and his mother are compatriots, even though the two places were separated and did not get together often when they were children, the bond of blood is so deep that it is comparable to human beings. Those servants were arrested and sent to the Department of Punishment for sentencing and sentencing."

Emperor Chunyou twirled his beard for a while, without commenting on praise or criticism, and suddenly smiled and said: "Recently, the autumn harvest is approaching, and the affairs have become more complicated. I have been a little negligent of you. I heard that you invited a scholar from the Imperial Academy to study at the mansion? Why did you suddenly Easy to learn, could it be that his sex changed after being memorized?"

The king's heart is unpredictable, and Yiyang can't be as unscrupulous as he was when he was a child. If he talks too much, he will be self-defeating. Besides, he saw the emperor's eyes flickering with suspicion before, and today the wind blowing in his ears is probably enough.

Sitting down on the couch in a moment of frustration, Yiyang lowered his head and wrung his fingers and muttered: "Father, you just tease my son. The prince's elder brother is eager to learn. It is the duty of the crown prince. Brother Lu is studious because he is diligent and alert. It is the son's turn." Is it just to catch the ducks and put them on the shelves?"

It is often said that women are made of water, Yiyang really shed a few tears while talking, Emperor Chunyou couldn't sit still, he hurriedly took her into his arms, wiped away tears and apologized and teased her, it was easy to coax her Having to laugh through tears, he took out the copybook from the case table and shook it in his hand: "Kang'er wants to recommend Lu He to join the Ministry of Criminal Justice. When I was reviewing the memorial, I remembered your case and asked a few questions out of curiosity. Why? As for crying?"

King Lu's attack was really quick.

Yiyang quietly glanced at the corner of the booklet, but did not see Zhu's comment, so he calmed down and sniffed: "I originally disdain writing and poetry, but that day I heard Chi Liangjun accidentally mentioning that this year's imperial examination The second place in the list of essays and poems are very well written, if the ink block used in the palace examination composition was not clogged and sluggish, so that the last line was stained with black spots, it would have won the first place in one fell swoop, so I invited Lu He to the mansion to find out out of curiosity Whether it is true or not."

"Even if she has a poor family, and when she was preparing for the exam in Beijing, she copied a collection of poems and essays and sold them in the market for rice coins, but she would definitely not be reduced to the point where her beautiful heart was planted on a crude ink block. It can be seen that her temper is still impetuous, It is not wrong for me to judge her to be second in the list." Emperor Chunyou smiled again, "I have a lot of talents in the Jin Dynasty, and every three years the scholars selected are not talented, and I have never seen you favor anyone in the past. Do you think it's an exaggeration?"

Yiyang thought for a while, then murmured softly: "Mr. Lin seems to be moving with the times."

Emperor Chunyou laughed, tapped Yi Yangguang's clean forehead, and lightly reprimanded: "What is walking with the times, isn't it just to say that Lin Xiaotong is a man of the past and does not show affection? You, you have grudges in your heart, he just I punished you with a kick, fortunately I never beat or scolded you, otherwise I might be blamed by you in my heart."

Yiyang rubbed his forehead, bowed his head and said, "I dare not."

"If you really like it..." Yiyang raised his head when he heard the words, his wet eyes sparkled, and Emperor Chunyou found it even more amused when he saw this, so he hurriedly continued, "How about another lecturer?"

Originally, he just wanted to dissuade the emperor from agreeing to King Lu's request for the time being. Lu He's temperament is uncertain, and he should hone in the Imperial Academy for another year or two.Unexpectedly, the emperor's sudden words woke him up. Thinking about it carefully, Lu He's life experience has not yet been found out, and it is inconvenient to serve the prince immediately if he is not under King Lu's command.Why not force her to stay in the mansion as a lecturer, and if something goes wrong, immediately enter the palace and report her womanhood to the emperor, which is a great achievement, isn't it a good strategy in a roundabout way?

Yiyang had a wishful thinking in his heart, smiled sweetly on his face, and leaned over to thank him.

It was late, and Emperor Chunyou ordered someone to carry a lantern to send Yiyang out of the palace and back to his residence.

After the door of the palace was closed, he darkened his face, and took out a memorial from the box that he had glanced at before: "Xing Kangping, the minister of the Ministry of officials, would like to follow the changes of Xuanwu gate in Li Tang, the sound of candle shadow and ax in Zhao and Song Dynasties. Only by looking at the mirror can we know the ups and downs..."

The heavy rain was torrential, and the torrential rain was like a curtain. The unexpected rain fell on and off all night.

In the capital, it rains irregularly in summer, and God changes his face faster than people. It is not uncommon for people to be doused in water while walking on the street.

The next day at Yingmao, Tangci couldn't bear the nagging of the fisherman, so he put on a cumbersome oil coat.

Absently writing away the dragon snake, his chest was stuffy with Qin Yan's instructive words yesterday.

"Do you think that the emperor is still the old king of Qi? What's the point of being stubborn and arrogant? If things go on like this for three to five years, the emperor will know his destiny." , It is difficult for ordinary people to guess the holy will, the position of the crown prince is uncertain, and the courtiers are doing their own things. You can plan carefully and fearlessly when you are young, but what about the person you care about?"

"Twelve years ago, the queen cut off her finger and made an oath. She gave up the past wealth and glory and went to the temple to meditate. What do you think is the reason for bearing the humiliation until today? It's just one of the things that the governor of Yunzhou hurriedly reported to Beijing. "Both the deposed prince and Princess Hanshan died, and their bodies will arrive in Beijing in a few days, and Princess Yongjia is missing, please forgive me for a few days before salvaging and searching for them"!"

The pupils shrunk slightly, the strength of the wrist was out of balance, and the strokes were dragged out into a long ink stain, ruining the elegant and graceful characters.

No matter how long the wait is, no matter how deep the expectation is, there will be times when the oil will run out due to the long road ahead, and what is even more leaked is the dead things such as copper pots and wooden arrows.

With a barely audible sigh, he rubbed the paper and threw it into the wastebasket. When he looked up, he saw that Lu He's seat was empty.

Strange and strange, can't even find someone to talk and relax?

Stepping out, the sycamore trees in the courtyard are towering, and when the breeze blows, the sparse water droplets lingering on the branches and leaves last night will fall.

Looking up, a ray of sunlight slowly rises in the morning, climbs up the powder wall and stands above the glazed tiles, embellishing the ground with warm yellow.

With a sound of "Pata", the water droplets that lingered for a long time flowed along the edge of the clear green leaf texture, dripped on the jade-like skin under the tree, and rolled down to the moist lips.

Tangci licked the rain and dew on the branches, and she tasted a little bitterness in the clear and tasteless liquid.

Appreciating the scenery is like observing the heart, sincerity does not deceive others.