His Majesty And Ministers

It was almost evening.

When Jing Ye came out of the imperial study, Ye Mao hurriedly shook off the thin cloak and put it on him: "The weather is getting colder these days, Your Majesty, be careful of the cold."

"En." Jing Ye let him fasten the ribbon for himself, and Ye Mao seemed to have lost some weight. It seemed that he had lost a lot of his mind by worrying about himself in the past month.

Jing Ye suddenly asked, "Have you followed me all your life?"

"Look at what your Majesty said." Ye Mao laughed foolishly, "Where can I go if I don't follow Your Majesty? Or does Your Majesty think I'm clumsy and want to drive him out?"

Jing Ye thought for a while, and said, "Don't you want to find someone to accompany you?"

"I have to serve His Majesty day and night, and I can't find a companion."

Eunuchs are no better than palace maids. Palace maids can leave the palace at their own request when they reach the age of 20. Eunuchs are physically handicapped people, and when they leave the palace, they are also spurned by others and have no future at all.

Jing Ye looked at Ye Mao's water-soaked cat eyes, and remembered that on the way back to Beijing, he once lived in a small courtyard of a well-to-do farmhouse. cute.

If Ye Mao... was born in a family with no worries about food and clothing, he must be cuter than that little boy.

I came all the way here, but I didn't gain anything, at least I could see the customs and customs of the people wherever I went.

The imperial chariot stopped not far away, but Jing Ye didn't go in, Ye Mao said: "Your Majesty..."

Jing Ye stepped over the chariot sedan and said with a smile: "The legs are stiff after sitting all afternoon, let's move around first."

Ye Mao hurriedly followed him, the master and servant walked slowly on the palace road, followed by the maids and guards.

There was some twilight in the sky, but it was still bright. When the palace people on the road saw Jing Ye walking slowly, they all knelt down to pay their respects.

Jing Ye tilted his head to listen, and said with a smile, "It's so lively."

Ye Mao listened carefully, and sure enough, there was laughter and noise from the crowd far away through the wall, and he hurriedly said: "It should be the newly selected Habayashiro who is practicing in the school grounds."

Jing Ye nodded, and suddenly said, "Go and have a look."

Ye Mao: "Huh?" Jing Ye had already turned around to the direction where the laughter was coming from.

Ye Mao hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way.

Jing Ye asked the palace guards to wait outside, and followed Ye Mao to the city wall. Looking down, there was an open space that could accommodate hundreds of people. There were more than a dozen young people in their twenties, all dressed in black and red costumes. With a ribbon on his forehead, he ran around the field.One of them jumped up and kicked in the air, and the small ball rushed over and passed the goal with the sound of the wind.

"it is good!"

Sitting or standing by the open space, all heroic youths dressed in the same clothes applauded from time to time.

Jing Ye watched quietly for a while, his gaze swept across the crowd in the arena.Someone seemed to notice when his eyes were cast somewhere, and he turned around and looked up.

Jing Ye frowned.

The man was also startled, then knelt on one knee and said loudly: "See Your Majesty!"

This shout startled everyone on the field, and the young people looked up and saw Jing Ye, and immediately knelt on one knee, saying in unison: "See Your Majesty!"

Jing Ye asked Ye Mao to speak, and the latter said loudly, "Excuse me—"

Everyone stood up.

Ye Mao said again: "You guys don't need to stick to the etiquette, just keep doing what you did just now."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The young generals leaned over and clasped their fists one after another, and then dispersed.

The person who knelt down first was still standing there, looking up at Jing Ye.

Jing Ye glanced back at him, turned around and went down the city wall.Ye Mao followed him: "Your Majesty, do you want to call General Li?"

"I have nothing to say when I'm summoned." Jing Ye still didn't understand why Li Tingqiu came back again, and sighed softly, "That's all. Let's go, go back to the palace."

"Hey."

When Jing Ye returned to the palace, he saw all the court ladies in front of the bedroom looking in, Ye Mao coughed, turned around and knelt down to pay his respects.

Jing Ye asked: "What's wrong?"

The maid in charge got up and blessed Fushen and said: "Young Master Lin came here with his young son just now, and he was going to wait for His Majesty. He couldn't wait for a long time, so he has already left."

Jing Ye entered the hall while listening, the maid looked at the hall, and said with a smile: "The little prince is eating snacks."

Jing Ye entered the hall and saw that the little greedy ghost was sitting on the soft couch, holding the snacks that Lu Baizang sent at noon and kept gnawing, his tender face was covered with snack scum.

He couldn't help laughing.The little guy was very clever. Seeing that the person who came in was Jing Ye, he immediately threw a snack and reached out for a hug: "Susu!"

Jing Ye was surprised, and sat down and hugged Jing Xiaoyun on his lap, rubbing his little face: "Can you talk?"

"Susu, I want to...Susu."

Jing Xiaoyun waved her two fat claws, the snacks and saliva were all glued to Jing Ye's skirt.The palace maid said from the side: "Mr. Lin asked the servants to convey that from now on, the little prince will be entrusted to His Majesty for his daily necessities, but he must be sent back to his original residence every afternoon to be with his elder brother."

"Yeah." Jing Ye held the little guy's fist, "Has the side hall been cleaned up?"

"It was completed a month ago. The servants cleaned it every day, and invited the nuns and older maids who had served the prince or the prince before to live in the palace."

"Okay." Jing Ye hugged Jing Xiaoyun and got up, "I'll go and have a look."

There is only one wall separating the side hall from Jing Ye's sleeping hall. Inside is Jing Yun's small bed, which is made according to the little guy's stature, and there are fences around it.The entire room is covered with thick cashmere blankets, leaving footprints everywhere.

Jing Ye put him on the bed, and Jing Xiaoyun held him with two paws and looked at him.

Jing Ye laughed, and picked up the wave drum on the round stool next to him to tease him. The little guy jumped forward, hugged the wave drum and gnawed.

"Put it down! You can't eat this!" Jing Ye hurriedly pulled the drum back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Just grab whatever you grab, who did you learn this from?"

Jing Yun looked at him innocently.

Jing Ye patted his little head: "You will live here from now on, be good."

Jing Yun said in a milky voice, "Susu."

"Hey."

The second day, in the morning.

Jing Ye sat behind the desk and flipped through the memorial files. Outside, Ye Mao knocked on the door and said, "Your Majesty, Scholar Feng is asking to see you."

"Feng Ling?" The hand that turned the page paused, "Please come in quickly."

"Yes."

Soon, the door was pushed open with a "squeak", Jing Ye raised his head, and the young man brushed off his clothes and knelt down: "I see Your Majesty."

Jing Ye got up and walked over to help him up: "Qing, get up."

When his hand was on his arm, he could feel the man tremble slightly: "Feng Qing?"

Feng Ling raised her head and looked at him, her expression was so complicated that he couldn't tell the difference.

Jing Ye looked at him with concern: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Feng Ling suddenly grabbed his hand, opened her lips as if she had a thousand words, but finally remained silent.

Jing Ye's left hand was held by him, his expression was slightly surprised, and he became more and more concerned: "Feng Qing?" To actually take the initiative to shake his hand, this is probably the most outrageous thing Feng Ling has ever done.

"I'm fine..." Feng Ling swallowed, not knowing what to say, "It's been a month."

a month?Jing Ye was stunned, what month?

"I have been waiting for His Majesty to come back." Feng Ling gently let go of his hand, took two steps back, and bowed to salute, "My heart is at ease. Your Majesty has complicated state affairs. Please forgive me and leave first."

"...En." Jing Ye watched as he retreated outside the door, then turned around, his back was still tall and straight, but he felt a little bitter for no reason.

Ye Mao leaned over and asked, "Your Majesty, are you still going to approve the papers?"

Jing Ye came back to his senses, and said: "Approve it." Then he turned and sat down, Ye Mao bent over, and closed the study door with a "squeak".

The sky was a little dark, and the wind picked up again, bringing a little bit of coolness.The palace people raised their heads.

It's raining.