Seeking HE in the BE world

Pei Huaijin gave him a sideways look.

Butler Cheng looked innocent, wondering if he said anything wrong.Just looking at the general's expression, he decided to keep his mouth shut.He could only withdraw his head resentfully, and said with a trace of disappointment: "The old slave has retired."

"Wait," Pei Huaijin said unnaturally as his eyes fell in the light, "Prepare some bath water and send it to the room."

Butler Cheng smiled knowingly, and walked out with exceptionally quick legs, "Yes, General, immediately."

Once Steward Cheng retreated, there were only two people left in the room.

Pei Huaijin turned the wheelchair, returned to the table, and put away the manuscript paper just now.

Lin Jinian looked at him from the side, and teased him for a moment, "Steward Cheng is really in my heart."

"You are not in the palace tonight," Pei Huaijin looked at him and said, "If the Queen Mother finds out..."

He knew that Chu Ziyuan was walking on thin ice in the palace now, if he was found out of the palace in the middle of the night to find him, a disabled general who held military power, it would be hard to explain.

"Nothing." Lin Jinian walked to Pei Huaijin's side, "Little Fuzi will guard for me, and I will go back tomorrow morning."

He scanned the neatly arranged manuscripts by Pei Huaijin, bent his fingers slightly, and took the writing brush on the table, "In the future, if you want Zhen's calligraphy, just say it directly, don't keep it in such a sneaky way, and make sure you want as much as you want." How many."

After speaking, he took the brush, waved his hand, and left a few large characters on the rice paper.

Huai Jin is holding Yu, her heart is like Zhixuan, she is faithful and upright, and a gentleman is like an orchid. [1]

The 28th day of the twelfth lunar month in the fifth year of Tianyuan

Chu Ziyuan.

Eight years have passed between this manuscript and the ones that Pei Huaijin secretly kept.

Lin Jinian held the pen, he tilted his head, the candlelight shattered in his eyes, "People are like beautiful jade, Huai Jin holds jade."

He looked into Pei Huaijin's eyes, stopped his teasing expression, and said seriously: "Whether it's the beautiful jade hidden in his bosom or the beautiful jade in his hand, it belongs to me, Chu Ziyuan, and no one can take it away."

For the kiss that was ignored just now, Pei Huaijin blamed herself for being unable to control and suppress her emotions.

He originally thought that tonight would be the end of it, and it would be good for the two to forget each other.

That is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, that is the little emperor he has hidden in his heart for eight years.

And he's just a cripple.

But what the little emperor said now made his heart feel like it was soaking in water, and what he was thinking just now turned into nothingness, ups and downs, without a point.

After a while, he lowered his eyes slightly, his expression half hidden in the shadows.

His back was tense, trying his best to endure something.

However, the little emperor couldn't see it. He tilted his head, facing the lights, and asked again, "Would you like Meiyu?"

This sentence completely crushed Pei Huaijin's unsteady willpower.

Even if it is the Ninth Five-Year Honor, it belongs to him alone.

The little emperor's body suddenly became heavier.

By the time he realized it, Pei Huaijin had already pushed him onto the desk, and the books and rice paper on the desk were scattered all over the floor.

Heavy breathing hits his ears.

Lin Jinian felt a cool breeze squeeze into his skirt, and his earlobe was bitten hard.

Although it didn't hurt, it brought an indescribable numbness.

The little emperor didn't pay attention to this, but just looked at the person in front of him with a little surprise.

"Pei Huaijin," the little emperor asked after taking a deep breath, "your legs?"

A wound on his leg.

Pei Huaijin propped his hands on both sides of Lin Jinian, he lowered his head slightly, looked directly at the little emperor with deep pupils, and said with a slight hoarseness, "It's nothing." A trace of pain flashed quickly in his eyes, "It's not completely useless, I can hold on for a while .”

Lin Jinian felt a little distressed, half-supported himself, and touched his knee with his hand, "Don't force yourself like this." He whispered in his ear, "I can do my own work."

Pei Huaijin was on the battlefield since she was a child, and she had never heard of these things before. She was stunned for a moment with a cold expression, and she didn't understand what it meant to contribute by herself.

"Ziyuan..."

Lin Jinian straddled up, just about to demonstrate to the general himself.

"Boom," "Boom," "Boom"

A knock on the door interrupted his practice.

The figure of the old butler was reflected on the door frame, and he said with excitement: "General, Your Majesty, the bath water is ready."

Lin Jinian: "..."

Prepare a mallet.

The little emperor who was half-sitting on the desk looked at the door, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to take back what I just said."

Pei Huaijin's complexion was not good-looking at first, but now seeing the little emperor's furious appearance, he said narrowly, "Which sentence?"

"Cheng Steward doesn't like me at all," Lin Ji Nian said sullenly, "Can I punish him?"

"Yeah." Pei Huaijin said, "Yes, but let me tell you in advance that there is only one butler in the General's Mansion."

Lin Jinian: "..."

Fine.

Give him another chance.

He decided to ignore him, and the butler Cheng left by himself after a while.

He raised his head and took a bite on Pei Huaijin's Adam's apple, before kissing her all the way down.

Unexpectedly, this mallet-like Steward Cheng stood at the door, not only did not, but urged: "Your Majesty, General, the water will be cold in a while."

Lin Jinian: "..."

Or kill it.

After Lin Jinian finished his bath, it was already four o'clock.Lin Jinian was exhausted and had no energy to toss about. Before Pei Huaijin came back, he fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, it was already daylight.

This morning, two strange things happened.

The first strange thing was that the little emperor was late.

The second strange thing is that Pei Huaijin, who has not been in court for thousands of years, came.

The Empress Dowager's face was gloomy, and she remained silent behind the curtain.

Xie Ting'an stared at the trousers on Pei Huaijin's wheelchair, his face was so dark that water dripped out.

Pei Huaijin turned the wheelchair slowly as if she hadn't seen it.

Although his legs were crippled, his back was as straight as a pine branch in Yunshan Mountain, cold and straight, he said in a deep voice: "I have something to report."

Lin Jinian: "What's the matter with Pei Aiqing, just say it."

"I want to impeach Xie Ting'an's son, Xie Boyan," Pei Huaijin said without any fluctuations in his tone, "Xie Boyan is rampant in the capital, disregarding human life, please see clearly."

Xie Ting'an's expression changed, and he said angrily, "Pei Huaijin, don't spit blood on people."

Pei Huaijin didn't even look at him, "Whether it's bloody or not, the emperor will decide for himself." His tone was still low, "The emperor hasn't said anything yet, the Taifu is so anxious, is it because he wants to plot rebellion?"

Xie Ting'an gritted his teeth: "Pei Huaijin!"

Lin Jinian looked at Xie Ting'an's face and suppressed a smile, "Pei Aiqing, do you have evidence?"

Pei Huaijin: "Yes."

He glanced sideways at Xun Ziliang, only to see Xun Ziliang took a step forward, bowed and saluted, "Success to the emperor. The little student who sang in the Liyuan on Changchun Street was forcibly taken into the mansion by Xie Boyan at the beginning of this year. Two months later Xiaosheng's body was thrown out at the gate of the mansion, his whole body was bruised and bruised, and there was no good place for him." He took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and offered it with both hands, "This is the testimony and signature of the people who witnessed it, please look at it, Your Majesty."

Lin Jinian: "Submit it."

After finishing the confession, he slapped the table heavily, and said to Xie Ting'an, "Teacher, what else do you have to say?"

Xie Ting'an never thought that things would turn out like this.

Xun Ziliang said again: "The matter that the emperor asked the minister to investigate has been found out."

Lin Jinian: "Speak."

Xun Ziliang seemed at a loss for words, and after a long while, he finally said: "Who did General Pei kick Xie Boyan off that time, because Xie Boyan was so rebellious that he openly... called the emperor..."

He couldn't say anything about the rest.

Lin Jinian sneered, and took his words: "Say I'm a bit prettier than the oiran of Chunxiang Tower."

Xun Ziliang suddenly raised his head: "Your Majesty, how do you know...?"

There was a commotion in the hall, and the minister commented in horror: "This is so courageous."

"No matter how long this head is, it's not enough to cut it off."

"It's a big treason."

Lin Jinian didn't say a word, he raised his hand and smashed the folder on the table.

The bright yellow landed heavily on Xie Ting'an's feet, and he said solemnly: "Teacher Xie, you have taught a good son."

Xie Ting'an's face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, I only have this son, please spare his life for the sake of this old minister."

Lin Ji Nian said: "Then why didn't Xie Boyan take your face into account and say less about me?"

He stopped listening to Xie Ting'an's words, and said towards the outside of the main hall: "Come here, let me arrest Xie Boyan, make a decision, and execute it immediately."

"Your Majesty." Xie Ting'an shouted heartbreakingly towards the curtain, "Empress Dowager, save Yan'er."

The queen mother did not expect things to come to this point, she coughed heavily, "Prince..."

"Empress Dowager," Lin Ji Nian said coldly, "Where is the majesty of my royal family? If everyone follows Xie Boyan's example and ignores me, I don't think this throne is worth it, just let him take the throne."

Only then did the queen mother deeply feel that Chu Ziyuan was really out of her control.

"Emperor," the Queen Mother said coldly, "What are you talking about?"

She looked at Xie Ting'an who was kneeling on the ground through the curtain, but she slowed down and said, "He has been convicted of this crime, and the queen mother did not intercede, but because Taifu Xie worked so hard for the court, the execution was postponed for two months." .”

The sentence was finally set at two months.

It was the first time Xie Ting'an lost his composure like this. Knowing that the matter was settled and there was no possibility of saving it, he lowered his head and concealed his sinister eyes, but he still had to thank the Lord Long En.

His face turned into a liver color.

The little emperor sat Zhou Zheng. He looked around the hall full of ministers and said, "I heard that Quzhou's generation was severely affected by the disaster. I ordered you to allocate 20 taels of silver from the treasury, as well as disaster relief food, and distribute them to the people."

"Yes."

The ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, especially the royalists headed by the second assistant Xun Ziliang, were finally relieved that the little emperor had finally enlightened.

The Chu family is hopeful.

But before they had finished expressing their feelings, the little emperor said: "Shangshu Zhao Yi of the Ministry of Industry listened to the decree, starting tomorrow, the imperial garden will be renovated."

Zhao Yi took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Garden has just been renovated..."

Why do you need to renovate again.

Lin Jinian said: "There are too many bluestone steps and gravel, I don't like them, so I will remove them all."

Zhao Yi is stubborn, he doubted: "But your majesty, those blue stone steps were all built by you."

Lin Jinian: "..."

He asked with a slumped face, "Just tell me if you can fix it."

Minister of the Ministry of Industry raised his head and saw that the emperor's expression was not good, so he hurriedly said: "It can be repaired, it can be repaired."

At this moment, Zhao Yi finally realized that he seemed to have talked too much. In order to save his mistake just now, he asked flatteringly, "Your Majesty, do you also remove some of the surrounding flowers and plants?"

Lin Jinian looked away from Pei Huaijin, and turned to look at the hard-hearted Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, not knowing why he asked such a question.

"When there is more grass, there will be more mosquitoes," Zhao Yi said, "In such a cold weather, there are still mosquitoes staring at the emperor's neck. It must have been bitten by the emperor and General Pei yesterday when they were watching the scenery in the imperial garden. It is better to remove some."

Hearing this, all the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty looked at the little emperor's neck.

The collar of the little emperor's clothes was not high when he went to court, and the red marks inside could be exposed during his movements.

The red mark was dark red in color, and it was particularly conspicuous on the little emperor's fat and fair neck.

Pei Huaijin glanced at that place, subconsciously clenched her fingers, and quickly moved her eyes away.

Lin Jinian touched his neck and raised his eyelids a few times.

Before he could find an excuse, Zhao Yi said again, "Look, General Pei also bit a bit on the neck."

The ministers of the court, seeing the traces and not understanding it, and hearing that Pei Huaijin also had it on the neck, their eyes on Pei Huaijin became complicated.

It seems to know a great secret.

They looked at Pei Huaijin's wheelchair.

It is self-evident who the imperial garden was built for.

The color makes the mind faint!

Lin Jinian: "..."

He said calmly, "Zhao Aiqing, you have really good eyesight."

Zhao Yi really thought he was praising him, and said modestly: "My Majesty, my minister's eyesight is not bad." He said, and then said: "The emperor has been busy with official duties recently, so did you get angry? I see that the emperor's lips are torn. , must be too tired."

Lin Jinian finally couldn't help it anymore, "Shut up." He got up and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something, and turned around and said, "Pei Aiqing came with me, I have something to discuss with you."

Pei Huaijin moved her fingers, and followed helplessly.

Man Chaowen and Wu's complicated eyes watched the two people leaving.

All the ministers: "Oh!"

Zhao Yi: "Hey???"

Why is the emperor angry?

The author has something to say: [1] Huai Jin holds Yuxi from "The Songs of Chu"

The latter part comes from the Internet, invaded and deleted.