I am a ruler in troubled times

As the end of the year approached, as long as the important affairs of the court were not imminent, they were tacitly suppressed and waited for the next year to deal with them.

Only the matter of the emperor's selection of concubines has been in full swing from the very beginning, and everyone can't wait to pour a bowl of hot oil on it.

It's just that no one expected that the Sheng family who won the first place in the end was the insignificant Sheng family.

The first imperial decree in the palace was to confer the eldest daughter of the Sheng family as a noble concubine.

The Sheng family is said to be a new family, but the real Youzhou family, including latecomers like the Song family, do not know the details of the Sheng family.

There are few scholars in the ancestors for several generations, and all the thoughts of the whole family are in Adu stinking things.

However, when Emperor Yonghe was in a difficult time, he sent some food to Emperor Yonghe, and he held on to the "new family, just around the corner" that Emperor Yonghe, who was still a general of Jianwei at the time, flattered, and insisted on putting gold on his own face.

Even the eldest son Sheng Tairan was fortunate enough to attend classes in the East Palace, it was all because of Sheng's spending money.

For this reason, the Sheng family gave most of the Zhuangzi around Xianyang to Emperor Yonghe.

That's how Song Peiyu's hot spring Zhuangzi came. Emperor Yonghe rewarded Song Jinyu. Song Jinyu and Ye Shi took pity on Song Peiyu's weak body and gave it to Song Peiyu.

Song Peiyu was in the East Palace, even if he didn't ask specifically, the news would automatically flow into his ears.

Before the imperial decree came out of the palace, Song Peiyu knew that the Sheng family had opened a granary and donated millions of shi of grain.

Xu was the Sheng family's food that solved the urgent need of Emperor Yonghe. After the imperial decree that Miss Sheng was canonized as a noble concubine and entered the palace after the next year, there was no other decree about the harem.

Even though the food from each family was continuously sent to the treasury, Emperor Yonghe still refused to let go, making it clear that he would sit on the ground and raise the price.

But he is the emperor, and he has the right to be willful. As long as girls from various families still want to enter the palace, there is no other way except to pinch their noses and admit it.

It's just that as the chief culprit of the current situation, the Sheng family will inevitably be used as a punching bag.

When the court was fighting all kinds of open and dark arrows for the harem of Emperor Yonghe, the Song family's indifference was a bit out of place.

It's just a joke that I can't afford the dowry that Emperor Yonghe wants. The most important thing is that even if the girl sent to the palace can have the status of fourth concubine, the influence on Emperor Yonghe is not as good as that of Song Jinyu who has already been appointed by Zhong Shuling.

Even if she gives birth to a prince, it is unknown whether she will be able to raise her up. Anyway, Song Peiyu is already the companion of the third prince.

Unless she can directly become a queen, the Song family does not need girls to go to the palace to earn a future.

Or the transformation of the Sheng family was too successful, and many well-informed wealthy businessmen wanted to get promoted through the same method.It's no secret that the Song family is not very interested in choosing concubines. After all, everyone is preparing food, and they are the only ones who are indifferent.

As a result, rich businessmen who have money but no connections have their eyes on the Song family.

They did not dare to block Mr. Zhongshuling's carriage, and the first person to bear the brunt was another member of the Song family who could freely enter the court.

Sensing the carriage stopped, Song Peiyu adjusted the cloak on her body, and said helplessly, "Who is this time? Forget it, don't tell me, just let them go."

Obviously, after Emperor Yonghe discovered the business opportunity, he had instructed the Ministry of Rites not to shut out these wealthy businessmen, and to report the situation regularly, but these wealthy businessmen still tirelessly blocked him.

How could Song Peiyu ignore them?

Don't you see how the Sheng family has been squeezed out recently, he doesn't want to offend most of the court.

It's not impossible, but it's not necessary.

God knows how painful Song Peiyu, who is extremely short of money recently, feels when she refuses a gift from a wealthy businessman.

The carriage stopped and went several times, and Song Peiyu even fell asleep in a daze. When she regained consciousness, she was already in the East Palace, and she didn't know how she got through the palace gate.

Jin Bao got into the car and squatted for a while beside the charcoal basin in the corner.He didn't get close to Song Peiyu until his body was hot, wishing that the third floor from the left and the third floor from the right would wrap Song Peiyu into a ball.

In the carriage, Song Peiyu also laughed at Jin Bao's exaggeration.

After getting out of the car, the cold wind mixed with snow particles poured onto her bare skin, Song Peiyu immediately knew what was going on, and strode towards the school, but was stopped by Laifu.

Laifu hesitated for a while at the spherical object in front of him, only relying on the gold ornaments on his waist to recognize him, "Greetings to Shaoyin, His Highness had a wind blowing yesterday and developed a high fever in the middle of the night, so he can't come to school today, so he specially asked me to come Ask for leave."

Song Peiyu was stunned for a moment, how could Chong Yi get high fever due to blowing the wind?

That is a fierce man who can dance a sword in the snow all over the sky in the morning wearing pajamas.

Only then did he realize that Chong Yi had another nightmare.

Soong Peiyu still doesn't know what the nightmare that haunts Chong Yi is.

Since he came to the East Palace as a companion student, he has encountered Chong Yi having nightmares three times. The first two times he was on leave from the school, and the last time he didn't even go to the Great Court Meeting, and he didn't say anything at Qinzheng Hall.

Every time Chong Yi had a nightmare, the servants of the East Palace were always on the verge of a formidable enemy, but Song Peiyu's tone was tighter than Song Peiyu expected. No matter how many devious attempts Song Peiyu tried, he could not know what Chong Yi had done after the nightmare, which made the servants of the East Palace react like this big.

Song Peiyu turned a corner from Shanruliu and followed Laifu away.

Chongyi is not here, so it doesn't matter if the school is not in class.

Ever since it started snowing, the Eldest Princess and the Head of Huiyang County no longer came to the East Palace.

When Fan Chongyi is not around, the school becomes a three-party melee between Lu Jihe, Luo Yong and Sheng Tairan.

Both Lu Jihe and Luo Yong are not easy-going lamps, Sheng Tairan dared not speak out, so he just kept silent, pretending not to understand the sarcasm in their words.

Pingzhang has always been on good terms with Sheng Tairan, even in the face of Luo Yong and Lu Jihe, he has never flinched, but his tongue is not as good as others, and he and Sheng Tairan are only left to be ridiculed together without saying a few words.

However, Lu Jihe and Luo Yong are both dog-tempered. Knowing that the other party is also ridiculing Sheng Tairan, they can feel that they are also offended. One second they are united, and the next second they draw swords at each other. It is really nerve-wracking.

On the contrary, the innocent people who were affected from time to time, Song Peiyu, Bo Yang, and Wei Zhiyuan became much closer.

Chong Yi still wore pajamas and nestled on the soft bed of the warm pavilion, but the singer became a storyteller, and there were more pastries and fruits beside the spirits.

Ever since she coaxed Sister Fang and Sister Yue with Journey to the West when she was in Lihua Village, Song Peiyu organized the content of Journey to the West in memory again.

The last time I had an idea, it worked well after using it on Chong Yi, so Song Peiyu gave the copy copied by Jin Bao to the people in the East Palace.

Knowing that Chong Yi, who was usually unwilling to talk to others, was even more taciturn at this time, Song Peiyu didn't bother herself, and went straight to get rid of the burden on her body under the service of the little eunuch, and sat down comfortably under Chong Yi, listening to books. Snack on the side.

I don't know if it's the goat's milk and the secretive Lajin that helped, or it's because she's already getting taller. Recently, Song Peiyu always has the illusion that she's growing taller.

Although the illusion is an illusion because when the height is actually measured, the facts tell Song Peiyu that he has not grown taller.

But Song Peiyu's appetite has actually increased several times, and she has not seen any gain in weight.

Putting his head down to eat half a plate of pastries, Song Peiyu's immobility was not as good as Chong Yi's after all, he raised his head helplessly to face Chong Yi's sharp gaze, "Does Your Highness have an order?"

"I've heard this story for the fifth time." Song Peiyu could hear dislike in his tone, which was obviously calm.

"I have sent people to the Jiaofang Division to find a few writers to keep in the East Palace. I think His Highness will have more fresh and interesting stories to hear soon." Song Peiyu also wants to hear new stories, but someone needs to write them well. Just come out.

It's not that the people raised by the East Palace couldn't write. The notebook was sent to Song Peiyu first, and Song Peiyu flipped through it in his spare time, and was shocked at the time.

So it turns out that people at this time are already so rich in thought?

The whole book is about [-] pages, except for the first and last pages, which are all coded content.

Not to mention comparing it with classic stories like Journey to the West, if Emperor Yonghe knew that he had someone tell the stories in the book to the third prince, it is estimated that his companion reading would be over.

Chong Yi easily saw more content from Song Peiyu's innocent eyes, and said slowly, "Come and tell Gu a new story."

Song Peiyu refused without hesitation, "I have little talent and little knowledge, and I have only heard such an interesting story. If you force yourself to make up a story, I'm afraid it will be ridiculous, and His Highness will not be happy after hearing it."

Journey to the West can only be told after changing the background and certain details.

Speaking of other things, Song Peiyu can only conceive and conceive the scourge of Liao Zhai.

He is a companion, not a slave to make Chong Yi happy, so why make things difficult for yourself.

Chong Yi didn't believe a word of Song Peiyu's words.

Everyone who lied to him thought he was perfect, but he didn't know that no matter how they pretended, he could see through everyone's truest emotions.

In Song Peiyu, he only saw perfunctory.

"One hour, the warehouse can be chosen at will."

Song Peiyu stared.

"two pieces"

"Three things, forget it if you don't want to."

"Of course I would!" Song Peiyu beckoned the little eunuch to wipe his hands, looking sincerely at Chong Yi, "I mean it's my honor to be able to tell a story for His Highness, just happened to remind me of a story I've heard before."

Isn't it an adaptation of Liaozhai?

How could it be difficult to defeat him.

It's not that Song Peiyu is not firm enough, it's just that he has been too poor recently.

Ever since she discovered that she was actually wearing a book, Song Peiyu's fighting spirit was unprecedentedly high, and she racked her brains to make a long list of all the items that could theoretically be made in ancient times.

Bear the brunt of gunpowder and glass.

However, I am very sorry, Song Peiyu is neither a high-achieving engineering student, nor has he ever worked in a glass factory. He knows that gunpowder needs saltpeter, and glass can use greige, thanks to the few time-travel novels he has read.

At that time, Song Peiyu was still lucky. He had read so many time-travel novels, and gunpowder and glass were the most basic configurations. It didn't make sense for him to be surprised.

Besides, he has traveled through time, isn't this a proper script for the protagonist?

With the blessing of the protagonist's halo, you can always succeed after trying a few times.

Then Song Peiyu was like a betting dog, firmly believing that 'it will work next time', and lost all her family fortune that could be realized.

Thanks to the monthly silver he received from the big house, Mrs. Song, Mrs. Ye, and Aunt Liu took turns to subsidize his daily clothing, so that he can maintain the life of the noble son of the family.

This experience was like cold water with icicles in winter, washing away Song Peiyu's luck.

Even though he is a member of the crossing army, he is still an ordinary person among all living beings.

If you want to protect yourself and your family in troubled times, you have to take one step at a time.

This anxiety only caused him to lose some money, so he was considered lucky.

It's a pity that Song Peiyu understood this truth too late, her pockets were cleaner than her face, and she wanted to start with other simple aspects, such as soap and scented soap, but she didn't have the gold and silver of the previous experimental formula.

He is such an old man, it's not easy to think about the private house of the female relatives anymore.

Go to the big brother to ask for it, but it's not impossible.

It's just that the eldest brother must know how rich his family is. If you ask him where the small treasury is, how will he explain it?

It can't be said that they all fell into the water.

After all, in his experiments, the gunpowder only produced extraordinarily loud firecrackers, and the glass only produced some strange liquids, which were impossible to take out.

Writing and drawing in the warehouse account book of the East Palace all day long, Song Peiyu is very clear about how exaggerated Chong Yi's net worth is.

The advantage of Chong Yi is not only that he is generous, but also that he never cares about who is given what.

At that time, he would pick things with a lot of gold and melt the gold later. At any rate, he first researched soap and scented soap to solve the urgent need.

Xu Shi told stories to Song Jingming and Song Jingjue since he was a child, and when he was older, he told stories to Sister Fang and Sister Yue. Song Peiyu's storytelling was indeed different from others.

In addition to the ups and downs of the voice, which especially affects emotions, the handsome face for the first time is also pleasing to the eye no matter what expression it makes.

After an hour was agreed upon, Song Peiyu gave him an extra cup of tea, and then he took advantage of the situation and went to the side to drink the throat-soothing tea he had prepared earlier.

In fact, telling a story to Chong Yi is very simple, at least it doesn't waste your voice, and you don't have to pay special attention to getting the words right.

With Chong Yi's hearing ability being different from ordinary people, even if Song Peiyu kept his voice down to the lowest level, Chong Yi could still hear clearly.

Song Peiyu often suspected that during the court meeting, the whispers of the officials below could not escape Chong Yi's ears.

It's a pity that Song Peiyu has not been able to prove this point from Chong Yi's expression or performance so far.If you want to say what Song Peiyu likes the most in the East Palace, apart from the warehouse, it must be the small kitchen.

The servants brought up the meals prepared in the small kitchen, all of which were delicious in color, fragrance and tempting to move their thumbs.

Ever since discovering the beauty of the small kitchen in the East Palace, Song Peiyu no longer enjoys her own food, and always finds ways to eat in the East Palace.

Song Peiyu couldn't help but said, "His Royal Highness's cook, if you don't like it in the future and want to send it away, please tell this minister."

Chong Yi glanced at Song Peiyu and said nothing, but Eunuch An couldn't help laughing, his old face was full of pride, "Young Yin doesn't know something, Your Highness's cook is not only liked by you, but also by the eldest princess and King Su. Seriously, even the imperial cooks in the small kitchen of Qinzheng Palace are people who have served His Highness before."

Song Peiyu shook his head regretfully, he couldn't compete with the three Buddhas, so he opened his belly first while he had something to eat.

The consequence of opening her belly is that she is full. Song Peiyu also has her own room to take a nap in the East Palace. She originally planned to go to sleep and recharge her energy before dealing with Chongyi.

Unexpectedly, Eunuch An told him with an apologetic face that the heavy snow the day before yesterday had crushed the roof of the room where he was resting, and it has not been repaired yet.

"If you don't mind making a lot of noise, why don't you go to rest in the cubicle?" Although this sentence was addressed to Song Peiyu, Eunuch An looked at Chong Yi, "Otherwise you can only go to the old slave or Laifu's house to rest. "

Song Peiyu also looked at Chong Yi after hearing the words, of course the cubicles in the Nuan Pavilion are more comfortable.

Chong Yi was fair to Mr. An, "Call the storyteller."

"Hey, I'm going now, old slave." Eunuch An turned his head and told the little eunuch to call the storyteller, and then led Song Peiyu to the cubicle himself.

It is said to be a compartment, but in fact it is only separated by a screen. It was originally a resting place for Chong Yi.

It's a pity that Chong Yi only came to the Nuan Pavilion after having nightmares, and he was often drunk on the soft bed, never using this bed.

Song Peiyu lay on the warm blanket, feeling drowsy, and soon fell asleep with the storyteller's voice.

Although the singer has become a storyteller, Chongyi's wine is still indispensable, but it is no longer as scary as it used to be, and it is only regarded as a boring pastime.

The small pot of wine was drained in a short time, Chong Yi didn't bother to call anyone, squinted his eyes and leaned on the soft bed, and fell asleep as if sleeping.

Seeing this, the storyteller unconsciously lowered his voice.

I don't know how long after, Eunuch An suddenly came in from the door and saw Chong Yi collapsed on the floppy bed. His old eyes were dim, and he couldn't see whether Chong Yi was asleep or not.

The storyteller didn't dare to ignore Eunuch An, but he couldn't be sure whether Chong Yi was asleep. Under the distraction, the story had already stopped, and he only cared about making gestures to Eunuch An without knowing it.

Chong Yi opened his eyes, silently looking at the two idiots.

Finally couldn't stand it any longer, and took the initiative to say, "What's wrong?"

Eunuch An trotted over quickly, "Master Lu heard that His Highness was unwell, so he came here to greet you."

"not see"

"But..." Eunuch An showed a look of embarrassment, "The Liangyi Palace sent people to deliver things the day before yesterday, and specifically told this old slave to remind His Highness that the imperial concubine wants His Highness to take more care of Mr. Lu."

Eunuch An doesn't want to see the Liangyi Palace either, under his control, let alone the items of the Liangyi Palace, even the people of the Liangyi Palace will never want to see His Highness.

Now that the matter is right in front of our eyes, Eunuch An dare not hide it.

Otherwise, the next time the Liangyi Palace seizes the opportunity to pass the Highness down to meet the imperial concubine, it will definitely be his master who suffers.

The flesh and blood wounds had already made him feel unbearably distressed, and the pain in His Highness's heart was even more unbearable.

Chong Yi sat up from the soft bed, but didn't intend to change clothes, and whispered, "Let him in."

Eunuch An bent down silently, and withdrew to fetch Lu Jihe, seeing that Chong Yi had no intention of objecting, he boldly took the storyteller out as well.

When Lu Jihe entered the Nuan Pavilion, the first thing he noticed was the abnormally dim light in the Nuan Pavilion, and then Chong Yi who was only wearing pajamas and sitting on the soft bed.

Eunuch An didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he moved a small stool that was much shorter than Ruantao and placed it next to Ruantan.

Lu Jihe bowed to Chongyi, he naturally would not sit on that dwarf's first-class stool, and he didn't know when he offended the slaves of the Eastern Palace, so he could only put the blame on Song Peiyu first.

Leaving aside the low stool, the anti-fire soup on the day of the school's official opening must be Song Peiyu's handwriting.

Lu Jihe first briefly greeted Chong Yi's body, and seeing Chong Yi's indifference and reticence as usual, he saved a long speech and went straight to the point, "He and His Highness have been classmates for more than a month, and I deeply hate that the rumors in the market have misunderstood His Highness. It's easy to get along with, it's useless to waste the time you made friends with and let others get there first, otherwise..." Lu Jihe sighed deeply, with regret in his eyes.

"But it's not too late to know His Highness's character now." Lu Jihe pointedly said, "After all, the days to know His Highness's future monarchs and ministers are still long."

Song Peiyu behind the screen wiped her face, suspecting that she was not waking up but dreaming.

Why this Lu Jihe speaks like this... It's hard to explain.

As usual, Chong Yi didn't want to respond, or he didn't know how to respond, so he used the word 'um' to deal with it.

Lu Jihe didn't mind either, and even had the mood to list several historical examples for Chong Yi that the monarch and his ministers knew each other.

Song Peiyu covered her head with a quilt to save her life. These couples of monarchs and ministers all had rumors of splitting up and breaking their sleeves.

Isn't Lu Jihe really implying something?

He was really afraid of being silenced because he heard strange words.

Song Peiyu tossed about getting out of the quilt, and missed a lot of words. Unexpectedly, she heard her elder brother suddenly, and immediately pricked up her ears.

"Your Majesty and Lord Zhongshu Ling are exactly the same as the monarch and his ministers. I don't know how envious my father is." Lu Jihe's slightly distorted voice came from behind the screen.

"He also yearns for the trust that the monarch and his ministers know each other, and wants to be closer to His Highness. I wonder if His Highness can give him this opportunity?" Lu Jihe bowed deeply, and didn't care until Chong Yi's response, and stood up straight, saying , "He has a younger sister who is a compatriot at home, who is about the same age as His Highness. My father and mother have gray hair and can't find anyone to trust, but He thinks His Highness is the one to trust."

Song Peiyu was almost taken into the ditch by Lu Jihe's panting, he really thought that Lu Jihe had eaten the heart of a bear.

Unsurprisingly, Chong Yi did not give Lu Jihe the response he wanted, "I have no intention of marrying a wife"

However, Lu Jihe came prepared and was not affected at all, "Your Highness is sixteen years old, so there is really no rush, and my younger sister is also not in a hurry when she is fifteen years old. It's just that women are not as young as men. Please help your Highness as soon as possible." decision."

"Sister She has been delicate and lively since she was a child, and she is the jewel in the palm of my father's long-awaited. He often told our brothers that we are all men, and although we will earn our own future in the future, my sister is different. Give the most precious things to my sister, let us not be sour." Lu Jihe smiled, "But we don't know that we love our sister no less than our father, and we will stand behind her wholeheartedly in the future."

However, Chong Yi still gave the same answer, "I have no intention of marrying a wife. Since your family loves your sister so much, you should find another good son-in-law as soon as possible."

This time Lu Jihe was silent for a long time before speaking again, "Your Highness is worried about Mrs. Song?"

"Your Majesty Zhongshu Ling is now very honorable by His Majesty's side, and Song Shaoyin is doing his best for His Majesty. But the Song family has no girls of the right age, and His Majesty's concubine will be the mother of the world in the future, so I can't look for it in the family with no background. "The more Lu Jihe said, the brighter his eyes became, "His Royal Highness has agreed to this marriage, and in the next 20 years, the Lu family is willing to take half a step back from the Song family."

"Your Highness doesn't need to give an answer now, it's better to think carefully, so as not to regret it in the future." Lu Jihe bowed again.

Song Peiyu behind the screen sneered.

He really saw Lu Jihe correctly, the thick skin of the aristocratic family was fully reflected in him.

Now the Song family is at the time when the flowers are blooming and the fire is cooking oil. At least when Emperor Yonghe is here, no one can shake the Song family's position.

The Lu family just didn't want to retreat, so why should they fight with the Song family?

On the contrary, 20 years later, Emperor Yonghe was very old, and Chongyi was in his prime.

If Chong Yi accepts this marriage, Lu's daughter's children will almost grow up, and this will be the real good time for Lu's.

If you really got a bargain, you still have to be good.

Lu Jihe waited for a while, but before Chong Yi could speak, he turned around silently and walked towards the door.

There was a sudden 'bang'.

The wind outside blows the closed windows open.The whistling wind and snow poured in along the window with strange chattering noises.

Then there was the sound of the screen falling to the ground.

Lu Jihe turned his head abruptly, just in time to see Song Peiyu who was sitting on the bed in a middle coat, blinded by the strong wind.

Eunuch An and Lai Fu rushed in from the outside, only to breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that the window was blown open.Hastily went to close the window, repeatedly asked Chong Yi and Song Peiyu if they were blown.

With the warm towel sticking to her icy face, Song Peiyu felt that she had come alive and sighed in satisfaction.

He was about to speak when he suddenly felt needle-like gazes on his body, and turned his head to look as if feeling something.

The four eyes met, and the two faces sneered.

Oh, it's Lu Jihe.