Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

In the prime minister's mansion, Xia Yi always shuts the door these days, shutting himself in the study, and since the occasional delivery of meals, no one knows what the prime minister is like inside.

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, went out for a while, why have people changed their sex?" In the courtyard, the servants sneaked away in the afternoon, sitting around and chatting.

The prime minister is really strange, if you say that you used to be busy with official duties, but you don't see how you stay behind closed doors now.

"I heard that my lord did it on purpose for the officials in the court to see, and now I'm slowly delegating power to His Majesty." The young man who cleaned the courtyard seemed to know some serious news, whispered.

"Decentralization? Aren't you going to be the emperor?" Someone wondered, isn't his prime minister the best candidate to usurp the throne?

"Tsk, what nonsense are you talking about?" The woman eating melon seeds glanced at her with disdain, and sighed, "Your Excellency clearly wants to be a queen, so he must have been abandoned by His Majesty, and that's why he closed the door out of sadness."

"Abandoned? Then it should be the Prime Minister who abandoned His Majesty!" Someone said unfairly.A romantic figure like their prime minister, no matter how you look at it, is the one who holds the dominance.

"Didn't you see that a few months ago, my lord was so drunk in the mansion that he was extremely vicious. It was useless to persuade him. Guess what happened? When he saw His Majesty, he immediately stopped making trouble, and in the end he was beaten and hugged by His Majesty." Back to the cabin."

"Is there such a thing?" Hearing the incredible gossip, he was instantly agitated.

"That's natural __" "The truth is that you are free, dare to mess around in the prime minister's house?" At some time, Xia Yi had quietly walked behind them.

"My lord, calm down, I'll take him down and deal with him." The butler followed Xia Yi, sweating secretly.

"Yeah." Xia Yi said coldly.

Fortunately, this group of servants happened to be on a day when the prime minister was too lazy to care about it. The housekeeper was relieved and quickly took away the group of people who were kneeling.

"What about you? How long do you plan to watch the play?" Xia Yi said helplessly, looking at the towering ancient trees outside the courtyard wall.

Not long after, a figure appeared behind the jagged branches, neat and unrestrained in a jade hairpin white robe, it was Meng Yiyao.

The general jumped into the court, smiled wryly and said: "The observation ability is good, the sanity is still there, and the illness is not so serious."

Xia Yi smiled, knowing that she was soothing her emotions.

"Have you really thought about it?" Meng Yiyao sighed slightly, and walked up to him to ask him.

Xia Yi gently raised his hand, caught the snowflakes falling in the air, and watched it melt into a puddle of ice water... "I am this snowflake now, I have no choice." Xia Yi said, Then he asked again, "Will the general help me?"

Meng Yiyao smiled, and said as if nothing had happened: "Master once taught me that everything has its own destiny, and I can't choose your own path for you."

But as your master, the general of Da Nan, and the people in the world, I will help you.

The Great South Palace was so quiet that only the sound of the wind remained.

The snow has been falling, and it has not stopped for a long time. For some reason, the snow is falling very tightly this year.

Nan Wenqing walked slowly to the window, looking at the heavy snow outside the window, she gradually lost her mind.

In less than one month, it will be the Shangyuan Festival, and the palace is also gradually getting up and running.

He is really busy these days and can't get away.Ah Yi said that he was going to deal with the private soldiers brought into the royal city. After all, such a huge army was hiding in the royal city, and they would eventually be talked about. They hadn't seen each other for a few days.

Nan Wenqing was looking forward to it. He had already made plans to leave the palace for this year's Shangyuan Festival.

His harem is empty, and Xia Yi used to take care of everything big and small, but now seeing that Xia Yi has other things to do, he took over all the arrangements for the Shangyuan Festival, and the memorials from the Ministry of Rituals could not enter the prime minister's mansion. Even if he is not allowed to leave the palace next day, it will be too late.

Previously, there was an emperor who entertained his ministers in a famous wine shop in the royal city. He is not a precedent, so why not?

He guessed that Ah Yi would persuade him to maintain his status as emperor, not to play around, let alone disregard etiquette.

But... the big deal is that he puts pressure on him, he is the emperor, can Xia Yi still resist the order?Anyway, his Ah Yi wouldn't blame him.

That guy is always duplicity. On the surface, he always talks about etiquette and rules, but in fact he thinks more than anyone else.

In terms of his daring to think about the Great Southern Emperor, no one can compare.

He wants to hold hands with him to see the colorful lanterns on the mountain, where the gold and the green shine together, and the beautiful and beautiful embroidery shine together.

Go to Qinghui Bridge to release river lanterns, watch the fireworks in full bloom, and the river is clear and soft and long.

Then sneak a kiss on him, even better.

Thinking about it, Nan Wenqing laughed unconsciously.

Lin Shangde watched from the side, feeling sweet in his heart.He found that since His Majesty and the Prime Minister got tired of being together, his temper has improved a lot. Take a look, now he doesn't throw memorials around in the imperial study.

He was always quiet, but he had the calm demeanor of a king.

Lin Shangde couldn't help admiring the prime minister, this is really well trained.

His Majesty has been very good at painting since he was a child. He thought that the best paintings of His Majesty are landscapes. The spring mountains are as smooth as smiles, the summer mountains are as green as drops, the autumn mountains are as clear as makeup, and the winter mountains are as bleak as sleep.

The four seasons are different, and the essence is the best.

Especially the scenery of the imperial garden, every movement and stillness, was depicted vividly by him.But recently he discovered that the best painting by His Majesty is not the wonders of mountains and rivers, but the prime minister.

And I paint as soon as I have free time, there are at least dozens of them these days.

"The Prime Minister is a little busy these days, so don't bother him, and just ask the Ministry of Rites to send the invitation to the Prime Minister's Mansion." Nan Wenqing said softly.

When the little emperor talked about Xia Yi, his voice was always soft.

"The old slave understands." Lin Shangde replied with a smile.