His Majesty And Ministers

Feng Ling followed Ye Mao all the way to the safety palace.

The two stopped at the gate of the palace, Ye Mao shook the dust and said: "Your Majesty must have just woken up, Bachelor Feng, you have to think about the Sacred Heart."

Feng Ling cupped her hands: "Thank you, Eunuch, for your introduction."

Ye Mao rolled his eyes and accepted his bow.

Feng Ling lowered her head and entered the palace, followed the palace people through the gorgeous beaded curtains and screens, and came to the bedroom.He looked at the warm yellow gauze curtain, concentrating on it, then knelt down and bowed down.

"Chen Hanlin attends the bachelor Feng Ling, and greets His Majesty."

"..."

After a stick of incense passed, there was silence in the bedroom.

"Chen Fengling." Fengling bowed again, raised her voice and said loudly, "Kowtow to Your Majesty!"

Finally there was a sound.The figure in the tent moved and sat up slowly, as if feeling uncomfortable, rubbing his head with his hands for a long time.

Feng Ling stepped forward: "Your Majesty, I..."

"Huh?" The man seemed to see something around him, and he was shocked when he looked closely.

Feng Ling: "...Your Majesty?"

Eunuch Ye is very irritable.

"You said His Majesty doesn't recognize you?"

"Yes." Fengling said slowly, "Your Majesty first asked me who I was, and I replied 'Han Lin Shidu Feng Ling', Your Majesty stopped talking, and after a while said 'headache', I quit and asked Eunuch. "

Ye Mao flicked his fly whisk angrily, behind him was a bearded imperial doctor and three little medicine boys: "How do we know what, your majesty was injured by those evil spirits from the previous dynasty, after two days and one night When I woke up, I felt like I was well, and I even dealt with a few disobedient maids, alive and well."

"Maybe it's the illusion of being an official." Feng Ling lowered her head again, and the two were speechless for a moment.

In the hall, the emperor was still sitting in the tent.The other person in the tent was standing by the bed, tying his clothes, and when he saw Feng Ling, he smiled slightly: "Master Feng."

Feng Ling nodded.

Ye Mao stepped up the steps first, bowed beside the curtain and said, "Your Majesty, the imperial physician has arrived."

"..."

The outsider smiled at Ye Mao and said, "Don't ask, I'm not happy, and kicked me out of bed just now."

This never happened.Eunuch Ye's head hurt even more, he gritted his teeth, and asked again: "Your Majesty?"

The tent was quiet for a long time, and finally stretched out a hand.

The imperial physician handed over the cushion in trepidation, and Ye Mao raised the emperor's hand to rest on it.After a while of consultation, the imperial doctor got up and bowed: "Your Majesty has indeed recovered greatly. I think it is caused by the discomfort from sleeping for a long time, and it will subside soon."

"En." The emperor should be gentle and gentle.

Ye Mao finally let go of his heart and raised it again.Abnormal, greatly abnormal.

"You all stand down." It was the voice of the young emperor again.

The man beside the tent laughed: "Your Majesty, do you want to step down too?"

"You back down too."

The man's eyes flashed, he nodded and said with a smile: "Then I will leave, and I will accompany you when His Majesty is happy."

The emperor stopped talking.The man went down the steps, gave Ye Mao a look, the latter understood, and went down the steps to pull Fengling's sleeve: "My lord, go back first."

"No." Feng Ling lowered her eyes, "I have something important to report to the lower officials."

Ye Mao: "This bookworm..."

"Your Majesty!" Feng Ling took two steps forward and said loudly, "There is a severe drought in the southwest, I beg Your Majesty to stop the repair of Xiaoyinwu and allocate funds to relieve the victims!"

"My Bodhisattva." Ye Mao was shocked, "Is this person dying?"

The man behind him smiled softly, waved his folding fan, and walked out of the palace slowly.

Feng Ling's forehead was pressed against the cold ground, and her heart was filled with the spirit of seeing death as home. How many predecessors were not afraid of power to plead for the people, and today I will live for the people of the world——

"I - I know, I have a headache, you go back first."

Feng Ling: "...Huh?"

"I said..." The gauze curtain was lifted, revealing the handsome and gentle face of the young emperor, "I'm a little tired, you should go back first, this matter will be discussed later."

"Eunuch Ye." Walking out of the palace and returning to the mansion, the Imperial Bachelor who regarded death as home was suddenly a little worried, "What does your Majesty mean?"

"I don't know that." The old god Ye Mao swung the whisk from his left hand to his right, "Holy will cannot be guessed, His Majesty is so tolerant, you just accept it, don't worry about it."

Of course, don't worry too much, His Majesty clearly wants to take you into the palace.

"Really?" Feng Ling was stunned for a while, "Your Majesty must have been moved by the sincerity of the officials, I hope His Majesty can condescend to accept advice and save the people in the Southwest from the drought."

"..." Ye Mao turned his head silently, you should go back and burn incense for yourself.

In the Peace Palace.

Jing Ye dismissed all the maids and servants outside the palace gate, and stood on the steps in front of the bed by himself.

The judge said that the little emperor's life was over, but the Jing family could not perish, so he gave himself a gift package for a 5000-year encounter in hell, to change the shell to live again, and by the way, protect the Jing family for hundreds of years.

"You can." He still remembered the judge's grinning face.

Jing Ye touched the edge of the bed and sat down.This man is also called Jing Ye, and he is twenty years old. The first emperor was the fifteenth Duan Wang when he was there. The fourteen elder brothers in front of him were miraculously dead and disabled. In the end, he was helped by the empress, that is, the deceased empress dowager. throne.

King Duan is a tyrant with no characteristics, but the male servants in the harem have their own characteristics.What Lin Xiaosheng, the son of weaving in the south of the Yangtze River, Gu Hong, the grandson of the former emperor's prime minister, Li Tingqiu, who is on the golden list...

Forget it, if you count too much, it will be tears.

"Your Majesty." Ye Mao's voice came from the palace gate, "Are you hungry? Do you want breakfast?"

breakfast.Jing Ye looked out the window, it's already noon now, "Let's pass on the meal."

Soon, the ladies of the palace filed in and set up a table full of dishes.Jing Ye moved slowly to pick up vegetables for dinner, and decided to start with a small matter first.

"Reduce the expenses in the palace in the future." He tried his best to make his tone similar to the boy in his memory, "I don't eat more than five dishes on weekdays."

Ye Mao was completely stunned, what did this little ancestor say?

Jing Ye ate two mouthfuls, and said again: "What dock did Feng... Ling talk about?"

"Xiaoyinwu."

"Then what's the use of building it?"

"Isn't it a garden that His Majesty built to make Mr. Lin happy?" Ye Mao looked carefully at Jing Ye's face, "To make this garden really look like a fairy's dwelling, we have to spend a lot of money to buy it..."

"Just tell me," Jing Ye stopped chopsticks, "how much does it cost?"

"Probably... more than 4 taels of silver."

Jing Ye's eyelids twitched, he was really a prodigal.

He picked up his chopsticks again, and looked up at Ye Mao who was bowing to serve him.

"Tell... what I said, I will go to court at five o'clock tomorrow without delay."