His Majesty And Ministers

The snow is not too heavy, and it will stop for a few days. The palace people get up early to sweep the snow with brooms, and a small rustling sound can be heard in the courtyard in the palace.

It was Xiumu today, but Jing Ye couldn't be lazy, the guards entered the palace last night and reported that Old Prime Minister Gu had already stayed in a post station outside the capital, and entered the city gate early this morning.

The highly respected elders of the imperial court returned to the capital after being out for several years, not to mention the disciples and disciples in the capital, those who were favored by him in the past, those who were promoted by him, and those who always respected him, I am afraid that they could all stand at the entire city gate.

Jing Ye was sitting on the couch with a few desks in his hands. Gu Hong leaned over to tie Jing Ye's sable fur cloak embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon, and said with a smile, "Actually, Your Majesty doesn't have to go out of the city in person."

Jing Ye blinked and said, "Everyone in the world thinks I should go."

See you anyway.Jing Ye looked at the handsome Young Master Jia in front of him.No matter how cruel the old father-in-law is, he has to go up and ask him.

Gu Hong raised his eyebrows and said, "My father-in-law?"

Jing Ye: "...No, no."

"Your Majesty." Gu Hong looked at his embarrassing look with slightly red cheeks, his slender jade-like fingers slipped through the knots, and reached into the skirt of his clothes, stroking the delicate texture of Jing Ye's collarbone.

Jing Ye's hair exploded with a "bang", and he stammered back: "This, this, this, this is not suitable here, I want to pick up Mr. Gu..."

"What's inappropriate?" Gu Hong smiled lightly, as if recalling certain scenes at night, his voice became low and hoarse, "It's still early, Your Majesty can sleep for a while..."

Jing Ye still wanted to speak, but unfortunately his mouth was blocked.

Ye Mao hurriedly waved his hand quietly, the maids backed away with blushing faces, and closed the palace door.

"Okay, we'll all wait outside." Eunuch Ye flicked his whisk, "Let's wait for another hour."

After more than half an hour, Jing Ye stepped onto the imperial chariot in a nonchalant manner. The officer of the ceremony coughed lightly and reminded: "Your Majesty, the skirts of the clothes need to be straightened."

Jing Ye's face was paralyzed, and the maid hurriedly stepped forward to tidy up for him.

The palace maid raised her head secretly, and saw that the corners of the emperor's eyes were thin red, with soft and long eyelashes, handsome and gentle, she couldn't help blushing.

Your Majesty... how beautiful it is.

When Jing Ye's imperial chariot arrived outside the city gate, there were already hundreds of people standing under the city. Seeing the imperial chariot coming, they all knelt down and said, "See Your Majesty."

"It's cold and snowy, all you gentlemen, let's get down quickly."

When Jing Ye got off the chariot, he felt a pain in his waist as soon as he bent over, and his face was distorted immediately.

All the ministers got up according to their words.

Jing Ye took a few steps forward holding the hand stove. It had just snowed all night, and it creaked when he stepped on it.

There was no sound before and after, only the sound of the flag being blown by the wind was heard.

After waiting for a while, a few small black spots appeared in the snow in the distance, slowly revealing the outline of the carriage.

The carriage stopped not far in front of Jing Ye, the driver lifted the thick curtain and helped an old man over sixty out of the carriage.

The old man has a kind face and a gentle expression. Although he is old, his smiling figure similar to Gu Hong has already proved his identity.

Someone among the officials has already called out: "Old Gu!"

Old Prime Minister Gu took a few steps forward steadily, brushing off his clothes and about to kneel: "My minister, Gu Shan, see Your Majesty."

"Prime Minister get up quickly." Jing Ye hurriedly put down the stove and stepped forward to help him up, "Prime Minister is the best friend of the emperor's grandmother back then, and he is my elder, so there is really no need to perform such a grand ceremony."

Gu Lao got up and said: "Prototy must not be discarded." As he spoke, he turned sideways and said, "This is the child Gu Yun."

Gu Yun knelt on one knee and said, "See Your Majesty."

Jing Ye took a look at him.Gu Yun's features are more like the old Prime Minister Gu, but less graceful and more casual.

Jing Ye smiled and said: "Pingshen. I held a small banquet in the palace to welcome the prime minister."

Old Prime Minister Gu cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The accompanying palace servants brought the father and son into the prepared carriage, and the servants of the Gu family followed in the accompanying carriage.

The guard ran to Gu Yun's side and whispered something, Gu Yun twitched his eyebrows, got into the car and sat opposite Gu Laocheng, and said, "Father, Mei'er is here."

Gu Lao said with a "huh" and said, "Just like your mother, I don't expect her to control her. Where is she?"

"It is said that he has been following us, after being discovered by the guards." Gu Yun couldn't help laughing, "I don't know where to go."

Gu Lao slowly said: "Then it must still be here, most likely hidden in those maids' cars, that's all, let her go."

Behind the two people's carriage, in the carriage where the servants were sitting, Gu Mei squeezed between several servant girls, her fingers pressed to her lips: "Shh, shhh..."

The servant girl said: "Miss, if you run out privately, the master will be angry."

Gu Mei said with a smile: "There are many things that make him angry, this is not bad."

She has always been indulgent at any time, she has learned the habits of the world from her two brothers who traveled around, and she often likes to joke and have fun with the maids, so the girls did not shy away from her, and all laughed and said: "Miss really went all out for Mr. Lu. "

Gu Mei blushed, waved her hand and said, "Who ran so far for him, I just want to come to the capital to see..."

The maids burst into laughter.

"By the way...look at him." Gu Mei was a little embarrassed, and simply said: "I also want to see what kind of person can make Lu Baizang get rid of that pile of rotten peach blossoms and become good."

Gu Hong followed Jing Ye out of the palace, but did not go outside the city, but stopped in front of a tavern in the city.

The location here is very well chosen. Behind the tavern is a large plum grove left by the predecessors. There are no plum blossoms in early winter, but the branches are covered with snow, which is more and more glittering and dazzling under the sun, which is very beautiful.

The scholar leaned against the bamboo chair by the window, turned his head and said, "You've come early."

Gu Hong cupped his hands and said, "Sir, you've come early too."

The scholar said with a smile, "I've come here to have a look. After nearly four years, this place is still the same as before, nothing changed."

Gu Hong raised his head and looked at those eyes——the long eyelashes drooped, and the light in his eyes was like water.

His expression was so similar to Jing Ye's.

Gu Hong Fuyi knelt down and said, "I am stupid."

The scholar raised his hand to signal him to stand up, and said with a smile: "The identity and disguise are all arranged by your master, if you see through it at a glance, where will the reputation of old man Qianji go?"

Gu Hong said: "This matter..."

"Not many people know about this." The scholar leaned against the wine table, "How many people in Pingyue City know, including your father and master."

Gu Hong raised his eyebrows, and asked for a while, "Where is Your Majesty?"

"To him, I'm just an old friend from the past." The scholar chuckled, "I came without a sound, and I should leave without a sound. He is fine now, and there is no need for another father who has come back from the dead."

He stood up and looked at the snow-white branches outside the window, "Back then, your master tested the lives of several of my princes, saying that the queen mother killed and abused too much, and that the children and grandchildren would not survive to be crowned. Ye'er, in the first half of his life, he was a man of fate, but in the second half of his life, he was the face of a benevolent emperor... I still don't believe it." The scholar laughed at himself.

"Now that 13 years have passed, I can't understand who is right and who is wrong."

When Gu Hong heard these words for the first time, he couldn't help being startled.

"Gu Hong." The scholar said slowly but forcefully, "Whether you are loyal to my Jing family because of Gu's family, or are you really... happy with him?" He laughed, "I hope you will respect him from now on, Love him, protect him."

Gu Hong raised his eyebrows, brushed his clothes and said, "It must be."

After the small banquet, Jing Ye returned to the Peace Palace.

It was broad daylight near noon, but there was a faint fragrance floating in the dormitory, and the doors and windows were closed tightly.

"what……"

Jing Ye was lying on the bed, twisting a corner of the brocade quilt with his slender and delicate hands, and whispered: "You... Take it easy..."

Lu Baizang moved fiercely while leaning over, pressed his face against his profile, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, when can I see my parents?"

Jing Ye didn't answer, only felt that his eyes were gradually blurred, sweat flowed from his forehead to the tip of his nose, and was licked away again.

When he woke up again, Lu Baizang was sitting beside him, wearing his middle coat, flipping through a stack of folders.

It was only when Jing Ye made a sound that he realized that his voice was dry and hoarse: "What are you looking at?"

Lu Baizang snorted, his tone sour: "Your Majesty cherishes the old love very much. At this time, you still have a token of love..."

Jing Ye stretched out his hand and took it over to see that it was Feng Ling who handed over the invitation note.

Lu Baizang reached out to rub his waist resentfully, Jing Ye's waist trembled, and his voice was hoarse, telling him not to move.

Lu Baizang turned over and pressed him down, "He's avoiding you now, do you still think about him?"

Jing Ye touched his face and said in a hoarse voice, "There was nothing in the first place, I was just wishful thinking."

In Fengfu garden.

"Brother Feng?"

"Huh?" Feng Ling came back to her senses, Yang Yuying looked at him with a smile: "Did you hear what I said?"

Feng Ling lowered her head and smiled apologetically.

Yang Yuying didn't care, and said with a smile: "This is presumptuous to say, and I'm curious if you don't ask."

Feng Ling said: "You say so."

Yuying said quickly: "Occasionally, I heard from my elder brother that you often go to the palace to meet His Majesty." She blinked, "I don't know what your Majesty looks like? Do you often scold others?"

Feng Ling didn't expect that she would ask about this, so she paused for a long time, then said softly: "Your Majesty... is a gentle and honest person."

"Even though I have done wrong things, he still treats me leniently."

Yuying covered her lips and said with a smile: "The appearance of His Majesty..."

Feng Ling thought for a while, her brows and eyes softened: "It's very beautiful."

When Old Prime Minister Gu returned to the court, he gave the Chaozhong Qingliu faction a reassurance.In addition to the suppression of the Zhao party this time, the amount of money swept from the official mansion was astonishing. On the second day after Prime Minister Gu returned to the court, Jing Ye ordered the Ministry of Households to fully investigate the deficit of money and food.

Immediately, chickens and dogs jumped.

According to Lin Xiaosheng's intention, imperial envoys were dispatched to all states to investigate, and alternate officials were selected from previous years' submissions. Once corruption charges were found, they would step down and replace them.

In addition, the imperial decree that went on is even more to the point.

The busy days passed quickly, and finally it was almost the end of the year.