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I can't eat much either.The dishes are light side dishes, served with delicious porridge, and eaten several times in one meal. Yuan Chang arranges his diet in this way, which is naturally thoughtful, but this one just has no appetite, so changing tricks still doesn't work.

Xiaofu looked at the half bowl of porridge with red dates, purple rice and fruit meat, and at the untouched green onion and sesame oil shortbread in the small dish next to him, he couldn't help sighing secretly, what should I do?This person is injured, if he doesn't try to eat more to make up for it, when will his body recover?

"Eat some more, you'll get better soon when you're full." Xiaofu obviously didn't know how to address He Lancong. A muddled account was recorded in the palace book of the bedroom.

He Lancong didn't want to embarrass Xiaofu, but he really didn't have an appetite.There are five or six small dishes in each meal, followed by delicious health porridge, plus a plate of crispy pastries, which are very delicious at first, but when I think about the reason for my injury, the humiliation that night, even if it is delicious I also have no appetite for food.

He Lancong was unwilling to be trapped in the Beicang Palace like this, and if he wanted to leave, he had to solve his worries.

He once inquired about Helan Ruyue's situation with Xiaofu, but he didn't know if it was because the little eunuch really didn't know, or because the higher-ups told him not to let him talk about things in Beicang Palace, in short, he didn't get the answer he wanted.

Whenever he thinks of Helan Ruyue, Helancong feels anxious for a while, but there is nothing he can do.

Xiaofu only said that he couldn't accept the fact that he was blessed by the emperor, so he couldn't think about it for a while, so he tried to persuade him, but the man let your mouth be worn out, and the things that came into his mouth were pitiful.

Judging from the emperor's intentions, it seemed that he doted on this person quite a bit. He ordered King Xian to diagnose and treat him personally, and gave him the best imperial medicine and supplements without any sympathy, but Xiaofu still didn't seem to be quite right.Perhaps the little eunuch was still young, or the emperor concealed He Lancong's identity too well, in short, in the eyes of the little eunuch, this person is the current master, but a very special master.A master who has no freedom but is favored by the emperor.

In desperation, Xiaofu plucked up his courage and went to the imperial study to find the little emperor who hadn't seen him since He Lancong fully woke up.

Passing through the arched moon gate, Xiao Fu was about to find someone to inform him, but he heard the emperor's distraught voice from the imperial study.

"Come out, you dead slave, get out!"

Xiao Fu was surprised, what is the situation, who is Your Majesty getting angry with?

The emperor got angry, who dared to come forward and send him to the door to find bad luck, no matter how young Xiaofu was, he understood this truth, so he obediently retreated outside the moon gate and waited for the emperor to finish.

It is said that in the imperial study room, the emperor sat on the thick woolen carpet, panting heavily, while his hand was holding on to the calf of the person under the dragon case.

"Get out of here, believe it or not, if you don't come out again, I'll call someone to kill you a dead slave?"

Under the dragon case, An Cheng cried and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, the servant is really gone."

The emperor made a sulky face and threatened: "An Cheng, you are an old man in the palace, you should know the fate of bullying the emperor."

An Cheng shook his head like a rattle, and said: "Your Majesty, how can a slave have the courage to bully the king, it really is gone."

Suspicious, the emperor let go of An Cheng's leg, leaned on the dragon chair, stared at his eyes, and asked, "I'll ask again for the last time, are there really none?"

An Cheng crawled out from under the dragon table, kowtowed nonstop, and grinned, "Return to Your Majesty, it's really gone, this slave can swear to God."

The emperor cut it, and said disdainfully: "What's the use of asking you to swear, you listen to me, I don't care where you go to get things, anyway, you can find things for me, the more the better."

"Oh, Your Majesty, you are a difficult slave!"

Hearing An Cheng's cry, the emperor made a long sound and hummed. An Cheng was so frightened that he covered his mouth with his hands and dared not speak.

13. The emperor's pattern...

After meeting Gao Ying and Gang Ge, they left the next day. Before leaving, they still did not forget to "advise" him, hoping for his change of heart.

After Gange told him to be careful all the way, he stayed in Yuyang to rest for a few days.Since He Lancong disappeared, he has been searching non-stop for many days, almost turning Donglin over, but he has not found any clues.

Recalling the strange proposals and conditions of the Beicang Kingdom back then, he guessed whether He Lancong fell into the hands of the Beicang people, so he drove to Beicang day and night.

When he received Gao Ying's letter, he was very surprised. He knew that Gao Ying was a lobbyist for King Yi, but he still stopped to meet with him. Maybe he himself felt tired and he should take this opportunity to rest himself.

Packed up his belongings, fought to pay the shop money, and was about to leave when two people approached him, clasped their fists and saluted him.

"General, Your Majesty is also in Yuyang now. If you want to see the general, please come with us."

Those two lowered their voices, and frowned slightly, "You have admitted the wrong person, I have important matters to attend to, so I will not accompany you."

"Gange, since everyone is here, how about sitting a little longer?"

Gan Ge turned his head, and King Yi had already walked up to him.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and you have lost a lot of energy." Yi Wang was wearing a blue satin robe, holding a signature bone fan in his hand, even though it was late autumn, he still fanned the cool breeze elegantly, maintaining his personal habits.

Gange was helpless, knowing that it would be impossible not to take this trip, so he whispered: "My lord, please."

King Yi smiled and said: "There is another courtyard in this city, it's still quiet, so let's go there."

Gange didn't think about it, and replied: "Yes."

Only Gan Ge didn't expect that his trip would take a lot of time, and Yuyang City was located in a remote place, making it inconvenient to transmit information, so that a major event happened in Beicang, which he only learned about after a long time.Of course, there are other reasons why the information was delayed, so I won’t talk about it now.

In the imperial study of the emperor of Beicang Kingdom, Yuan Chang and An Rong looked at each other, wondering why the emperor suddenly called them today.

The emperor took a book with a brocade cover from the shelf, threw it on the dragon case, and said, "Look at this."

The two of them didn't know why, so they took a closer look and found that it was a book of "Book of Rites". This time, the two of them were even more puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, so they all turned their eyes to the little emperor Yuan Wenjing.Throw them a copy of "Book of Rites", which one is it sung?

"This is the "Book of Rites" archived by the Donglin Palace, please read carefully."

The "Book of Rites" archived by the Donglin Palace couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in the emperor's gourd. Yuan Chang was impatient, so he quickly flipped through it, thinking to himself, what is this mess?Not seeing why, he handed the brochure to An Rong.

An Rong flipped through the pages quickly, but he understood, "Your Majesty, do you really want to do this?"

The emperor was a little proud, "I think this is the best solution. It not only vents my anger, but also humiliates the group of Donglin survivors who have not surrendered."

Yuan Chang was at a loss when he heard it, and the emperor sent An Rong away when he saw that he was puzzled, and then told him what was in his heart.

"Your Majesty, you can't. If Your Majesty retaliates, he can be imprisoned, he can be sentenced to death, or he can be demoted to a palace slave, but I always feel that it is inappropriate to fill the harem."

The emperor looked at the budgerigar he raised, and said quietly: "Donglin is not ashamed of the ways of men and men. If an edict is issued to make He Lancong a son, even if the winged king Zhao Zhen rescues him, what will he look like?" Make suggestions for the old master, who will obey him at that time?"

"Your Majesty!" Yuan Chang said anxiously, "Your Majesty, please think twice about this matter. If it arouses the anger of the Donglin people, it will be counterproductive!"

The emperor smiled strangely, "Then take a step and watch. You can beat him and punish him, but you can't wear him down. This method is obviously much faster."

Knowing that he could not persuade the emperor, Yuan Chang felt faintly worried, looked in the direction of Zhaohuang Pavilion, and sighed in his heart.

An Cheng wrapped a cloth bag with brocade and came to meet the emperor.

The emperor beckoned and said, "Have you brought them all here?"

"Return to Your Majesty, bring them here."

The emperor hummed, opened the cloth bag, took out the album inside and opened it.

An Cheng carefully observed the emperor's reaction, but he couldn't help but secretly overjoyed when he saw Longyan's joy.

"Your Majesty, these are the stolen collections of spring paintings from past dynasties." The chief steward lowered his head and said in a low voice: "At the beginning, the late emperor really spent some time looking for this painting book."

"Oh." The emperor responded casually, without taking his eyes off the blood-thumping pictures in the drawing book.

An Chengcheng wanted to come over and sneak a few glances, the emperor turned around and scolded with a smile: "What are you looking at, you dead slave, no matter how much you look at, it's useless."

The emperor suddenly called An Cheng to his side, pointed to a painting and said, "Just prepare according to this."

An Cheng said: "Follow the order."

The emperor seemed to think of something again, and said: "Xiaofu reported in the morning that his injuries are all right. If he does this, he won't hurt anyone again, right?" The emperor wants to advance everything for his own benefit solve it.

An Cheng bowed his head and replied: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the slave will let the slave who specializes in this job serve by him, and he will not be injured."

"His martial arts is superb, he is a troublesome one." The emperor frowned, this man's outstretched hand should not be underestimated.

An Cheng said again: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the slave will have a way to make him submissive."

The emperor waved An Cheng to prepare, but he muttered in his heart.

A little restless, but also a little excited and looking forward to it, he picked up the drawing book, looked at the painting just now, and muttered in his mouth, "The Picture of Xing Xiaozhou Empress of Xiling, wonderful..."

Outside, seeing An Cheng leave, An Rong was also worried.

After dinner, the emperor was pacing back and forth impatiently, when An Cheng came in to report that everything was ready.

The emperor still suppressed the joy in his heart, and asked: "Are all the servants who are serving you today the slaves of the training workshop?"

An Cheng said: "Exactly, please rest assured, Your Majesty, no