His Majesty And Ministers

Soon, Ye Mao brought warm water and rose dew, and Jing Ye took a spoon to make a small bowl, and fed the little guy spoonful by spoonful.

Jing Xiaoyun obviously enjoyed this kind of fragrant sweet water very much, she quickly drank it all up.

Seeing his brother clenched his fists and fell asleep peacefully, Jing Le also looked tired, wiped his face with a towel, climbed into the bed, and quickly fell asleep with Jing Xiaoyun in his arms.

The imperial physician has already resigned.Jing Ye went out of the room, closed the door, then turned to look at the tall and handsome swordsman in the courtyard and said:

"Young master Lin. I want to take these two children under my knees and inherit the throne in the future. I hope your Excellency will make it happen."

"I don't allow it." The Juggernaut answered concisely and forcefully.

Jing Ye twitched his lips: "What if the son really has a fever? Your Excellency knows how to take care of the child?"

The man was silent for a moment, and a word popped out, "Hungry."

"what?"

The man frowned slightly, he was a little uncertain about his decision: "I'm hungry. I was sick when I was young, and I relied on it to get better."

Jing Ye: "..."

Jing Xiaoyun is very happy today.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, I saw Susu, whom I hadn't seen for two days, and Susu smiled and fed him sweet red water.

Yay!Be sure to get sick more in the future!

The little guy sat on the bed and shook his paws excitedly. Jing Ye saw it and couldn't help smiling.

Although it was just steaming, he still guarded the small courtyard all night to avoid accidents.After all, Jing Le is a child who has more than enough heart but not enough energy. As for that sword master... Hehe, let's not mention him.

Speaking of which, this should be the last time for the little guy to become steamy, and then he will be able to start learning to speak.

Thinking of this, Jing Ye couldn't help reaching out and hugging the little baby on his lap, rubbing the tip of his nose and laughing: "Uncle stayed up all night because of you, come on, call, uncle."

Jing Xiaoyun looked at him with wide eyes, opened her mouth and spit out a bubble.

"..." Forget it, because I was too impatient, Jing Ye supported the little guy with both hands and made him stand up, Jing Xiaoyun immediately opened her arms and put her arms around his neck, and the uncle and nephew just hugged each other, "Oh, you are If you can call someone, you won’t be the first to call me.”

Jing Xiaoyun let out a "Wow".

"... Then you are not allowed to be the first to call your master." Jing Ye stroked his back, "With his way of playing, baby, it is a miracle that you can survive till now."

"Hehe." The little guy opened his mouth silly.

Outside the room, Eunuch Ye shivered and shouted: "Your Majesty, it's time, it's time to go up..." Eyeballs glanced at Lin Hangyu who was standing quietly outside the door, and after holding back for a long time, he raised his sleeve and wiped his face. Wipe the sweat off your brow.

"Okay, uncle has to go to court." Jing Ye put his precious nephew back on the bed, "You are obedient, huh?"

"Ahhh." Jing Xiaoyun clenched her small fist, watching Jing Ye get up and walk out with her grape-like black eyes, she raised her fist and "babbled" non-stop.

Jing Ye turned around and looked at him.

This is... what it's like to be a father.

Jing Ye opened the door, and when he looked up, he saw Lin Hangyu standing in front of him holding a sword, dressed in white clothes like ice and snow, with a cold expression.

"I promise you."

"What?" Jing Ye was startled in vain, then laughed, and couldn't help but turn to look at the little doll in the room who was "babbling" and looking out, "Mr. Lin, it's rumored that you speak your mind."

"It's not a rumor." Lin Hangyu's eyes were as still as water, "You take Yun'er to take care of her, and when she turns six, you still come back here to worship me as a teacher."

"..."

Jing Ye looked at him carefully, black eyes, black hair, and white clothes, and suddenly felt that time seemed to stand still on this person, like the snow on the highest point of an iceberg, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, even until death.

"Young master was once entrusted by a close friend to raise two children, but now he entrusts Jing Yun to me...Mr. Lin, do you know the rumors about me?"

The man glanced at him and said slowly, "Seeing is believing." His tone was firm.

But cutely arrogant.

Feng Mansion.

The servant girl who brought the message from Mrs. Feng's room stood outside, knocked on the door and said, "Master is up? Madam sent servants to invite you."

There was a sound of footsteps in the room, and soon Feng Ling came to open the door in person: "You guys wait a moment."

The girl looked into the room, and said with a smile: "Why is the master alone, and didn't ask Songyan to come and serve him."

"I have something to do, so I'll tell them to wait outside." Feng Ling waved her hand to signal to close the door.

But the girl had sharp eyes, and saw the color on his hand at a glance: "Master, it's early in the morning, and you are not busy going up, what are you drawing in the room?"

Feng Ling suddenly stiffened: "No, I didn't draw anything..."

The girls knew that he was shy, so they all smiled and retreated.

Feng Ling closed the door, turned around and walked to the desk, and gently lifted the soft veil covering the painting.

In the painting is also the appearance of the hazy morning light. There is a gentle-looking young man lying on a soft bed to take a nap.

The sunlight by the window is shining softly, as if the years are quiet and the world is stable.

Khotan in the northwest, Zhenbei General's Mansion.

The weather was just right that day, and Mrs. Yang specially invited several good officials and wives to drink tea in her garden.The conversation between women is nothing more than rouge jewelry, in-laws and husbands, and then those concubines raised by the husband in the mansion.

"Hui Yin, your concubine named Bai has been in the mansion for three years, right? Why are you so generous and let her run amok in your general's mansion."

Huiyin is Yang's boudoir name.

Yang's hand holding the tea paused, gritted his teeth, and said, "The general dotes on her, what can I do? How many times have I persuaded him in the past three years, don't let those unworthy things get too complacent, is it useful?"

"Hey, you have to speak softly, don't be foolish." Chen Shi, her best friend, said, "Don't be in a hurry now, when she gives birth to a bastard in the future, this or two pieces of furniture are still worth it." Don't let the mother and son move away!"

This sentence can be said to hit the nail on the head, Yang's interest in drinking tea was no longer there, and he put the cup and plate on the table: "Tell me, what can I do?"

Several women looked at me and I looked at her, each waving their round fans, talking about the way they used to deal with the people in the room.

Dong Ling was wearing a middle coat, and was arranging the clothes of the man in front of him who was about 40 years old.

She was born with a beautiful face like a lotus in clear water, with an exquisite figure. What's more rare is that she has a bit of knowledge and courtesy that ordinary concubines don't have. Xu Ming was hooked at the first sight.In the past three years, Yang Shi has complained a lot about him, but how could he be willing to let go of such a rare stunner.

Thinking of this, Xu Ming couldn't help but hugged the nephrite jade Wenxiang in front of him, and was resisted by Dong Ling: "General."

Xu Ming swallowed secretly, let go of his hand: "Okay, okay." Then he turned around and strode out.

The little girl took the opportunity to walk in with a copper basin: "Madam, wash up."

Dongling stood there, silent for a while, then nodded: "Bring it."

"Hey." The little girl came up with water and a face towel, and said softly while serving, "It's all according to your wishes, secretly, and replaced the guards guarding Hongqinzhai with ours."

Dong Ling raised his head: "Is everything done?"

The little girl smiled and said, "That's not true."

She couldn't help but also smiled, and with a smile, tears welled up in her eyes.

"lady……"

"It's nothing." Dong Ling wiped the corners of his eyes and covered them with a wet face towel, "I'm just... happy."

"Is the Thousand Autumn Festival coming soon?"

"Yes ma'am, the day after tomorrow."

"Well, good, that's good."

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Sitting on the dragon chair, Jing Ye said slowly: "The day after tomorrow is the Qianqiu Festival of the emperor's grandmother. In previous years, it would be a big event, but now that the severe drought in the southwest has not passed, it is really inappropriate to have a grand palace banquet, extravagant and extravagant. I want Order all the officials to return to the government to spend the festive season with their wives and children at home, what do you think?"

The ministers knelt down one after another: "Your Majesty is wise, and I respect the holy order."

Jing Ye didn't sleep all night, and didn't want to force himself, so he secretly yawned and said, "Do you still have this performance, gentlemen?"

There was silence below.

"Nothing? Then retreat."

Jing Ye did not return to the palace after leaving the Hall of Supreme Harmony, but went straight to Qingyu Pavilion.

When they arrived at the lake, Gu Hong had already prepared a boat and waited on the shore.Jing Ye leaned over and stepped onto the boat, sat down in the cabin, raised his head and asked Gu Hong who was sitting next to him: "The only daughter of the Jiang family?"

"Yes." Gu Hong stroked the folds on his sleeves for him, "Now she is a concubine in the general's residence in Zhenbei, her surname is Bai, and she is very much loved by Xu Ming."

Bai Dongling, formerly known as Jiang Zhitao, is the daughter of a sixth-rank civil servant in Northwest China.

Four years ago, Qi Qiao, the eldest son of Northwest Qi, was kidnapped by Xu Ming's son, Xu Huang, into the Xu family.Qi Qiao is handsome and talented. Although he is not the son of a noble family, he has the same character as Gu and Li.He got married when he was young, and his fiancée is the daughter of the Jiang family who grew up with his childhood sweetheart.

Qi Qiao was originally withdrawn and didn't have much background. After being targeted by Xu Huang, a local snake, even if he paid for it with death, he was still robbed into Xu's mansion in the end.

After entering Xu's mansion, he refused to submit to Xu Huang, and was fed all kinds of unspeakable strange medicines.After two months, it was crazy.

The Jiang family was also implicated because of this, and Jiang Zhitao disappeared in the Jiang family after confirming that Qi Qiao was insane, and no one has seen her since.

Looking at the narrative in the dossier in the pavilion, every word is blood and tears.

Gu Hong said: "She is the nail my father put in Xu Ming's side, so the things she sent are stored in a relatively hidden place in the pavilion, and the ministers will go find them and give them to His Majesty later."

Jing Ye was silent for a while, and asked him, "What about Qi Qiao?"

Gu Hong laughed: "It's just a lunatic, but he's still alive."

Jing Ye was silent.

Every year on the night of the Qianqiu Festival, the Lantern Market in Kyoto will set off all kinds of lanterns throughout the night, sometimes even more than [-]. Looking out from the sleeping hall of the Heian Palace, you can see the lights glowing red for most of the night, and you can faintly hear the bustling city. The laughter of pedestrians.

Jing Ye was sitting on the small table next to the window, grading papers, and Ye Mao stood quietly behind him.

A bright light suddenly rose in the distance, and Jing Ye's side face also lit up. Ye Mao pondered for a while, and said, "Your Majesty, how about... let's light some lamps too?"

Jing Ye stopped writing, looked at the red sky in the distance, and shook his head: "What's so good, it's deserted, and it's not ordinary people, the family reunion is lively and lively."

Ye Mao was speechless.

Feng Mansion.

The Feng family were all sitting in the water pavilion in the mansion to enjoy the shade, talking and laughing, Mrs. Feng somehow talked about the scene when she first met Mrs. Feng when she was young.

"Your father and I met for the first time during the Qianqiu Festival." Mrs. Feng took Feng Ling's hand and said with a smile, "There were so many lanterns that year, it was rare for me to be allowed to go out by your grandfather once, and I was happy to go out I looked around, and ended up getting lost. Later, I ran into your father. He and a few sisters at home who came out to play sent me back to the mansion. At that time, I saw him silent. After a month, the matchmaker came to the door Come on, tell me, is your father a quick temper..."

Feng Ling was startled, thinking of Jing Ye.

Does he have someone to accompany him in the palace?Come to think of it... yes.

Don't talk about others, Mr. Gu will definitely accompany you.

Thinking about it is a bit boring.Feng Ling got up and said: "Father, mother, my son is going out of the house."

Mrs. Feng: "Huh? What I said was good, are you impatient to listen?"

Elder Feng also looked at him and asked, "Where are you going?"

Feng Ling lowered her head: "Er...Er remembered that I borrowed an ancient book from the Yang family, and he asked me for it yesterday. Today I have free time, so I will come to him and return it."

This is a bit hesitant.A gleam flashed in Mrs. Feng's eyes, but he still nodded and said: "Okay, let's go."

Old Madam Feng: "Go home early, don't be greedy."

"Yes." Feng Ling bowed and stepped back.Then he asked the boy to wrap the ancient books in cloth and silk, and took them out of the mansion.

In the Peace Palace.

The unfinished memorials were all piled aside, and the master and servant gathered around a newly found five-color gauze lamp.

Ye Mao looked at the lantern and sighed: "Your Majesty, Mr. Lu came to accompany you just now, why did you refute it?"

Then go to bed with him?What a joke.Jing Ye snorted coldly: "He didn't bring Lu Huihui."

Ye Mao: "?"

Jing Ye curled his lips, and took a pen to outline an outline on the lantern gauze.

"..." Eunuch Ye blinked, "Your Majesty, what are you painting?"

"Mickey Mouse."

"?" Ye Mao's eyes widened, "How can this be a mouse?"

"Why isn't this a mouse?" Jing Ye changed a red pen and added cool little red pants to Mr. Mickey Mouse, "Look, how cute, is it better than Mr. Gu?"

"..."

Speaking of Gu Hong, Jing Ye also stopped writing, if he was not busy with Qingyu Pavilion, he could come and talk.

Suddenly, the man's deep pool-like eyes appeared in his mind.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to say anything more, I just ask Your Majesty to understand that Gu Hong is not the type of person who is willing to do things against his own heart."

What is this man thinking.

Some people's thoughts can't be expressed with their mouths, but they can move clearly with their hands.When Jing Ye came back to his senses, he saw that the smiling Mickey Mouse on the palace lantern had a little cinnabar on his forehead by someone.

Eunuch Ye poked his head over and said, "Hey, isn't this Mr. Gu? It's so playful..."

Jing Ye: "Go away! What Mr. Gu, this is a woman!" As he spoke, he drew a huge bow on Mickey's ear.

Ye Mao: "..."

Then why wear shorts?

The master and the servant were talking gossip one after another.Suddenly a young eunuch slipped into the hall and said, "Your Majesty, Scholar Feng is asking to see you."

"Feng Ling?" Jing Ye and Ye Mao looked at each other, "It's a big holiday, and you're not at home with your parents. What are you doing here in the palace?"

Jing Ye couldn't help laughing and said, "Please hurry up."

"Yes."

After a while, the handsome young man who was as handsome as orchid followed the little eunuch into the palace, and bowed down with a wave of his sleeves.

"I see you, Your Majesty."

"Qing, please get up." Jing Ye threw away the ink pen, smiled and stepped forward to help him up, "I haven't seen you for a few days, are you okay?"

"Your Majesty is very well, thank you Your Majesty." Feng Ling raised her head slightly and looked at the deserted hall, "Why don't you see a few young masters accompanying you during such a lively festival?"

Jing Ye smiled: "Everyone says it's a festive season, why doesn't Qing stay at home with his parents, wife and children?"

"The minister is not married yet."

This sentence was answered so quickly that both of them were taken aback.

Jing Ye was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Qing answered so quickly, don't you want me to be a matchmaker for you?"

"No. Minister, I don't have that intention." Feng Ling blushed and turned away.It happened that I saw the fireworks ignited instantly outside the window, so I hurriedly found another topic.

Jing Ye pulled him to sit on both sides of the small table, and asked Ye Mao to serve tea. It was already beyond courtesy for a monarch and his ministers to sit opposite each other.

Feng Ling wanted to sit down and remonstrate with the emperor, but when she looked up and saw Jing Ye's smile, she couldn't bear the intimacy.After struggling again and again, he still lowered his head slightly and clenched the corner of the table.