Correct posture of masochism [system]

There was heavy rain in the second half of the night, and it continued until dawn before it decreased.

Little Quanzi stood outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, looking at the dripping water from the eaves splashing on the bluestone road.

Your Majesty has really returned.

He sniffed hard, patted his cheeks hard, and his smile grew bigger and bigger, with a hint of sillyness.

In the hall, the imperial physicians respectfully conveyed the results of diagnosis and treatment to the Empress Dowager Cen, and it was nothing more than a weak pulse, which was not a serious problem.

It has clearly lost the possibility of surviving, but it appears alive again, this is a miracle that has never been heard through the ages.

All the imperial physicians knelt on the ground in great excitement, shouting in unison, God bless me.

Empress Dowager Cen signaled them to go out, and sighed softly, "Ye'er, I'm afraid the Ai family is dreaming."

Jiang Yu, who looked a little pale, sat up on the edge of the bed, pondered for a while, and showed a sad expression, "Mother, the son saw the father, he said he was very disappointed with the son, and the father also said that the son was weak and incompetent, let him Ning Chen..."

"Ye'er!" Empress Dowager Cen stopped her sharply, and then said in a slow tone, "Don't mention these things to others in the future, not even your teacher, remember?"

"Well, I remember." Jiang Yu put on a blank look, and nodded honestly.

"Ye'er, you are the emperor of my Dafeng." Empress Dowager Cen stroked Jiang Yu's hair and said earnestly, "You must always remember that what your father left for you is not only the chair, but also the responsibility."

"Oh." On Jiang Yu's face, he half understood.

"When you are weak, it's time to add those gorgeous flowers to this empty harem." Empress Dowager Cen said with a smile, "By then you will grow up."

The corners of Jiang Yu's eyes twitched, the emperor has the Sangong and Six Courts, and he has a base for him.As far as I am concerned, it is a vase that wastes space.

After dismissing the Empress Dowager Cen, Jiang Yu wiped the cold sweat that oozed from his forehead at some point, and if he goes bankrupt one day after returning home, he can still become an actor.

Sweeping the black head poking at the door, Jiang Yu put away all his expressions and shouted, "Come in."

Xiao Quanzi ran in with small steps, looking at Jiang Yu with red eyes, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this servant will know that you are a blessed person." He kept wiping his eyes with his hands as he spoke.

"Why are you crying, I'm not doing well." Jiang Yu stretched out his hand in a dignified manner, "Little Quan, help me up."

The rain fell on the ground layer by layer in the cold air, and Nuo Da's palace was shrouded in water mist.

Jiang Yu squinted his eyes. Some of the maids and eunuchs in this palace came directly from the Eastern Palace and served the original owner for many years. However, there are not many who can be completely trusted. Fortunately, the little Quanzi around him can be trusted.

There is also the original owner's biological mother, Empress Dowager Cen, a woman who wades out of the muddy waters of the harem must have a means of survival, and will not understand the principle of prosperity for all.

But everything is not inevitable, and sometimes it may surprise you.

In Nuo Da's palace, the only one he can trust now is the loyal little eunuch who grew up with the original owner.

Seeing that the rain was getting worse again, Xiao Quanzi said cautiously, "Your Majesty, it's very cold, it's better to go back earlier."

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, "You do care about me."

Little Quan's face blushed, he hesitated for a while, he scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "I have no skills, when something happens to His Majesty, I can only ask the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother in the sky."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and even a section of his thin white neck turned red.

"I'm hungry." Jiang Yu didn't tease him anymore, fearing that the little eunuch would turn into boiled shrimp.

"I'm going now, servant." Little Quanzi left quickly.

In a few days, the whole world knew that Emperor Ye died and came back to life. The rumors spread in teahouses and bookstores all over the place were very strange, and they all said that Emperor Ye was a sage of a generation, and that Dafeng will be prosperous for thousands of years.

As a result, Jiang Yu was worried, the higher the prestige, the more the people behind him would not tolerate him.

Before the murderer is found, he must continue to use the image of the original owner, and even pretend to be a little stupid, so as not to show too much enthusiasm for the government.

Suddenly became the emperor, wearing a dragon robe, and Jiang Yu was depressed before he could enjoy the aura of the king of the earth.

The reason was that the emperor's food was so good that his appetite increased greatly, but the Gong bucket in the clean room was uncomfortable and unreliable to sit on, so Dafeng's Emperor Ye Jiangyu became constipated.

Jiang Yu's depression startled the Empress Dowager Cen again, and she called the imperial physician for a diagnosis, lest something else might happen.

After eating and sleeping in the dormitory, Jiang Yu didn't wait for any of those four people, the reaction of the other three was normal, what surprised him was that Li Yuan didn't move at all.

Xiao Quanzi's voice came from the outer hall, "Your Majesty, it's time to go to court."

Jiang Yu yawned, and lazily brushed his long hair behind his back. The bed the emperor slept on was very comfortable, and everything was the best, except that there was a beauty missing in the bed.

After he got up, Xiao Quanzi ordered him to go down, and some court ladies who were still serving food came in to serve him.

In a short while, she will be dressed in court clothes.After staying with Jiang Yu, he looked at the young man in the mirror, he looked handsome, and he could see the nobility between his brows.

In the court hall, Jiang Yu looked down from a high position, and a row of ministers stood with bowed heads, respectful, his eyes slipped around, stopped on the first four people without a trace, and quickly retracted.

This back and forth is but an instant.

All the ministers said in unison, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

"Flat body."

Jiang Yu felt secretly refreshed, with a face on his face, and went smoothly according to the process, and stopped looking at Song Yan and the others.

A minister came out sideways, "Qizou His Majesty, when His Majesty is unconscious and the whole country is mourning, there are continuous feasts and feasts in King Jin's mansion, which shows his dishonesty."

"Shut up!" Ji Bai was furious, "You little prince, how dare you frame this king!"

"I trust Uncle Huang." Jiang Yu fanned the flames at the right time.

Sure enough, Ji Bai and other factions all showed complacency, which further stimulated Song Yan's attack.

Feng Yicheng under the hall led a group of generals to watch the play with relish. Although they were all reckless men who couldn't understand those who were hidden, they could still see what was on the surface.

And Song Yan stood there calmly, chatting away from the noise around him.Leaving, he lowered his eyelids, with a deaf and breezy attitude, like a delicate and beautiful painting.

It's just that few people dare to appreciate it when it's spread out, for fear of accidentally blinding their eyes.

Sitting above, Jiang Yu curled his lips imperceptibly. After the Song Yan Party and Ji Bo Party had a verbal battle, he looked at the man who exuded the aura of a scumbag and a beast, "Song Xiangyi How about next?"

"I think this matter should be investigated in detail." Song Yan replied softly, as if he was not surprised by Jiang Yu's question.

Jiang Yu waved his sleeves, changed his posture and sat down, "Just do what Prime Minister Song wants."

For a moment, Song Yan raised his brows slightly, why did he have the illusion that he was being calculated...

Next, the ministers began to report some sesame seed-sized things as usual, such as a new restaurant opened, admiring the unique dishes, or a fire somewhere, deliberately pushing it to the sky.

Jiang Yu's eyelids sank, and he resisted the urge to yawn and changed his posture again. Just when he was about to signal Xiao Quanzi to retreat, an old official appeared.

"Your Majesty, Daobei has been plagued by locusts, and the people are complaining..."

Jiang Yu was suddenly alerted by a probing gaze, and before he even had time to judge whether it was from Song Yan, he put a surprised expression on his face, "Locusts? Bugs? I remembered, what colorful insects did Li Sang pay tribute to, Xiaoquan?" Son, go, follow me to have a look."

"Your Majesty, I haven't...reported everything yet." The old minister sighed, "Oh..."

The idiot on the dragon chair left, and the ministers seemed to lose interest in booing, talking as they walked out, and it was not hard to hear the irony in their words.

But Ji Bo was not in the mood, his eyes fell on the minister attending him, and then he went to Song Yan, and gave a cold snort.

The old minister just now was a veteran of the two dynasties, and he walked on the right side of Li Yuan, "Although your Majesty used to be playful, he wouldn't be so nonsense."

Li Yuan also sighed, he had doubts when he learned that His Majesty had miraculously awakened, but there were so many eyeliners in the palace, so he didn't enter the palace if something happened, and he was waiting for the court to make sure, but he didn't know that if he saw him today, he might as well not see him.

"Maybe His Majesty has suffered a serious illness, and his disposition has changed?"

Li Yuan pondered, "Observe for a few more days."

On the other side, Feng Yicheng was also puzzled, "I thought His Majesty's illness could be changed."

A minister lowered his voice and interjected, "Lord Feng, there is a saying that the country is easy to change, but the nature cannot be changed."

The other ministers all laughed.

Song Yan half-closed his eyes and looked up at the sky. It was as blue as washing, and there was no cloud in the sky. He didn't expect that after so many days of rain, there would be good weather.

In the eyes of many ministers, Ji Ye is just a decoration, has no real power, and has no way to govern the country, so just cooperate casually.

In order to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible, Jiang Yu ate, drank and had fun every day, took his little Quanzi to collect new gadgets, and pushed all the memorials to Song Yan.

Empress Dowager Cen came to the Hall of Supreme Harmony more and more times, every time she sighed, Jiang Yu pretended to be ignorant, he often did not go to the court, and a group of ministers waited there, and rarely went to the court, dragging the dog and hugging the cat.

Li Yuan also came twice to persuade and teach, both of which were interrupted by Jiang Yu's yawn, the disappointment in his eyes became more and more serious day by day.

Probably completely disappointed with his students.

There were rumors and gossips in the palace, and the common people, who were busy with their livelihoods, didn't know it and were still praising it.

One day, Jiang Yu was drinking and feeding the fish in the imperial garden, Xiao Quanzi came to report that Song Yan was outside to see him, he patted the pastry foam on his hands, and turned around.

"Just him?"

"Return to Your Majesty, yes, the servant saw it, and only Prime Minister Song himself."

Jiang Yu asked casually, "Little Quan, you see that I play like this all day long. Le, do you think I am incompetent like everyone else?"

Xiao Quanzi's eyes widened, "Your Majesty is a wise king, the kindest person in the world!"

Jiang Yu smiled, "Is the crime of bullying the king going to lose his head?"

Xiao Quanzi's neck suddenly felt chilly, he changed the subject and admitted carefully, "It's a little bit."

What he wanted was incompetence, Jiang Yu tidied up his robes, and became even more lazy after finishing the work.

"Master Song is here." Little Quanzi bent down.

The visitor was dressed in cloud brocade clothes, with a tall figure and a perfect face, which could be called an evildoer.

"Song Xiang quickly come and see the fish in this pond, I see that they have grown a lot." Jiang Yu was very interested.

"I can't see it." Song Yan didn't even glance at it.

"Really?" Jiang Yu leaned over to look into the pool, as if he wanted to see what happened.

"Your Majesty, I came here for one purpose." Song Yan parted his lips, and said neither humble nor overbearing, "Meng Weizhang openly accepted bribes, the evidence is solid, please Your Majesty decide."

Jiang Yu's eyes suddenly turned cold, he remembered that Meng Weizhang was one of the few people standing behind him, and Song Yan was testing him.

After thinking quickly, Jiang Yu curled his lips impatiently, "Ask me what to do with this kind of thing, Prime Minister Song can decide for himself."

"The minister will follow the law of the court."

The next day, Song Yan came again and handed over the memorial in his hand, "Your Majesty, please make a decision early."

It means that I have already drawn up the memorial, please stamp it.

"Yeah, good." Jiang Yu squatted on the ground and threw the grains into the cage, "I'll feed this yellow squirrel first."

Song Yan continued to be neither humble nor overbearing, but frowned, "Your Majesty, I still have some matters to deal with."

It means I'm in a hurry and don't have the time to waste time with you little brat.

Jiang Yu, "..."

It's fucking annoying.

"Song Xiang, don't you think this oriole is beautiful? Especially the feathers, which have a cyan luster and feel very smooth and smooth." Jiang Yu smiled, "I think Song is more beautiful than the oriole in this cage. More than that."

You should make a cage and lock it up. When you are in a good mood, throw two grains. When you are in a bad mood, you will be hungry for a few meals, or plucked, washed and stewed.

"Your Majesty." Song Yan raised his eyes, still with the same tepid look, but his tone was overcast and cold.

"Okay, I'll come as soon as I go, and you take care of that oriole for me."

Jiang Yu went into the study room, opened the memorial, and looked at it. His expression changed from violent to calm, and in the end it was none of his business. He took out the imperial seal, paused for a moment, then pressed it down, and covered it.

Blessed by heaven, the emperor ordered:

Meng Weizhang ignored the law and accepted bribes. After investigation by the upper court, the evidence was conclusive and he was sentenced to death.

But thinking of his hard work, he gave him a glass of poisonous wine.

Announce it to the world, and the salty envoys will hear it.

After Xiao Quanzi finished reading the imperial edict, the little eunuch behind him brought over a glass of wine.

Meng Weizhang's face was full of despair.

Xiao Quan coughed, and all the other eunuchs in the room withdrew. He stood there for a while, then walked over and lowered his head to straighten his cuffs, his lips moved slightly.

His Majesty said: Aiqing is loyal, I know it, and I will definitely live up to everyone's expectations.

Meng Weizhang was shocked, and suddenly laughed, and the laughter became louder and louder. He raised his head and laughed, relaxed and carefree, and somewhat relieved.

"Chen... Thank you, Your Majesty"

Meng Weizhang poured the whole glass of wine into his mouth in one gulp, and swallowed the sentence "My Emperor is wise."