I am His Majesty's favorite
Chapter 16
For the past three days, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Monarch both stayed in their respective palaces with their own concerns.
One gritted his teeth and spread the raft with sweets.
The other used his own uncle to vent his personal anger.
Lin Heng originally wanted to visit Chiqing Palace.
Just thinking of Lian Xizhuo's phrase "I don't know whether it's here to reminisce about the past or to kill you", it made him feel a little guilty for no reason.
It's not that he's afraid of Mu Chen's attack.
The so-called timidity of being close to the hometown, on the contrary, he is even more afraid that Mu Chen will bring up the past to reminisce about the past.
Those sad, bitter, throbbing, and warm memories are really difficult to face in the current situation.
So he stayed in Chengqian Hall, wearing stars and moons and memorials as companions.
If he didn't go to Chiqing Palace, Mu Chen naturally didn't come to look for him either.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seemed to grow out of the bed, except for bathing and changing clothes, he spent almost twelve hours on the bed.
Playing with Kong Mingsuo, flipping through books, or sleeping.
Huanyue couldn't stop thinking about it all day long, worrying that Mu Chen's jumping would not be good for his recovery, and he was afraid that he would develop other symptoms due to fatigue.
It was hard to catch up with the bright sun, and the clear skies became less and less in the deep winter.
His Royal Highness, who couldn't hold back the constant nagging, was finally willing to put on his coat and go out to sit for a while.
Seeing people agree, Huan Yue and Feng Yang seemed happier than him.They hurriedly moved out the small table, filled it with fragrant tea and melon and fruit snacks, and walked and chatted together in the warm sunshine.
The chalcedony ointment is indeed a good medicine for reducing swelling and blood stasis. After a few days of injury, the swelling on the ankle has basically subsided.
However, he still couldn't bear to stand for a long time, so Mu Chen took a rest on the swing after walking for a while.
The appearance of dangling by the rope is like the little boy next door, innocent and playful.The two little attendants stared blankly, unable to look away for a long time.
Huan Yue didn't know what to think of, she tugged at her companion's sleeve, and whispered: "That's not right, it stands to reason that His Majesty should have come to greet you long ago, why has there been no movement in the past two or three days?"
Feng Yang said: "I heard that the courtiers have submitted a lot of papers recently. Please Your Majesty hold a draft to expand the harem. Maybe they are busy with this matter."
The younger one let out a low voice.
Feng Yang smiled, and said again: "Relax, Your Majesty loves His Highness the Crown Prince so much, sooner or later he will come."
"I know, but Your Highness doesn't seem to be in a good mood these past few days, always alone in a daze, and sometimes sighs."
Huan Yuesheng didn't move his lips, his eyes were firmly glued to Mu Chen's body.
"How can those of us who are servants find out the truth? If we want to make His Highness happy, only His Majesty can care about it."
Feng Yang just wanted to continue to pick up the bait.
On the other side, Mu Chen was swinging back and forth on the swing, and asked curiously, "What are you whispering?"
The two servants looked at each other.
"The weather is really nice today." "The small kitchen has newly made egg yolk cakes."
"......"
Mu Yan's eyebrows and eyes gradually curved, his face was soft and he hooked his hands to call them closer.
"Is the weather nice today?"
The back of Huan Yue's neck went numb, and was pinched by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
"The small kitchen has newly made egg yolk cakes?"
Feng Yang felt a pain in his shoulder and elbow, and was twisted by His Royal Highness the Prince.
Mu Chi became very playful, and didn't use his strength too much, but the two little servants who were always bullying were sore and numb and complained incessantly.
"Aren't you going to tell me the truth?"
Huanyue and Fengyang neither dared to be angry or speak out, and they were wary that no matter how stupid they were, the fake show might actually happen, and they all expressed their choice to be frank and lenient.
Anyway, very boring.
Mu Xi just lazily leaned on the swing, listening to them explain in detail about the experience of "the prince will not come to the door for a long time, and His Royal Highness may be left in the cold".
Lian Xizhuo has been running more frequently in Chengqian Palace than in General's Mansion recently.
Ji Huaichen almost couldn't hold back such a rare love and dedication, and secretly wanted to ask His Majesty the Emperor if the little uncle had been frustrated in love and turned to be obsessed with career.
Otherwise, the Lian University scholar, who has always never stayed in the court for no reason, would not enter the tavern and singing room, and deliberately searched out the old files for a closer look.
Lin Heng was seriously critiquing the paperwork in his hand, glancing at the people on the ground from the corner of his eye from time to time. "Li Duwei is from the Ministry of War, Zhao Shilang is from the Xing Department, don't get confused."
Half of Lian Xizhuo's body was buried in the pile of files, and when he heard this, he angrily smashed the yellowed stack of books into a crackling sound.
Lin Heng kept his composure, sketched on the paper with a cinnabar pen, made comments under the words he disagreed with, and by the way whispered: "Master Zhang is in charge of the battle damage in the camp area, and Bachelor Zhou is in charge of accepting advice from all officials. Focus on it."
"You're endless, aren't you?"
The little uncle was very dissatisfied, and wanted to take out a piece of paper, crumpled it up and threw it at his eldest nephew.
It's a pity that he has been ravaged a bit miserably these past few days. He missed breakfast and lunch one after another. He felt weak all over, and he couldn't even lift his arms.
"Why are there so many?"
Lian Xizhuo rubbed his face fiercely, and impatiently paw at the file books around him that were about to bury him entirely.
Since he was summoned into the palace at night three days ago, His Majesty the Emperor seemed to be possessed by a demon.
It doesn't count if he criticizes Zhezi to handle government affairs at the gate of Chengqian Palace, and he is not even allowed to go out of the palace to have fun.
It is said that there is a lesson from the past like Zhao Ruchuan, and Yu Nan is uneasy.
Then he ordered people to find out all the booklets recording the origin and appointment of officials, and carefully read them one by one to distinguish which ones were related to or had contacts with the rebels.
Such tedious work is most suitable for civil servants who serve as bachelors.
Lian Xizhuo was the one who met the two conditions of finding clues in the clues and being able to read the top secret documents of the royal family.
After looking at the official files in Chengqian Palace for so long, the little uncle didn't find nothing at all.
At least he knew the whole story of how the son of Zhao Shilang's aunt's second brother stole hairpins from a girl in the next village.
If Lin Heng hadn't interrupted it just now, he would have known the story of Li Duwei's grandfather picking up dung balls with a bamboo basket when he was four or five years old when he turned the page.
After all, His Majesty the Emperor still had some humanity left, knowing that reading the scrolls was a lot of effort, so he didn't pursue the fault of him picking family short stories as a storybook.
Now that it was time for dinner, Eunuch Jiang Lai had made a good time to guard outside the gate of Chengqian Hall, so as not to disturb His Majesty and the prince's discussion, he quietly asked the eunuchs to open the food boxes, letting the aroma of the dishes float in through the cracks in the door.
Lin Heng is often too busy to drink tea, not to mention serious meals, three meals a day, whether he thinks about it or not.
But it would be much easier if Lian Xizhuo was there.
as predicted.
It took less than half a cup of tea for the fragrance to drift in, when I heard the sound of books colliding, and then half a smiling face peeped out from the crack of the door.
"Steamed delicacies with crab powder, stewed quail with glutinous rice, assorted tofu, stir-fried bamboo shoot slices, um... what else is there?"
"There are also crispy lamb chops." Eunuch Jiang Lai said with a smile, "My lord's nose is really good."
Lian Xizhuo blinked triumphantly, scanned the food boxes of different sizes, pointed to one of them and asked: "This is not a common utensil in Shangshanfang, where did it come from?"
Eunuch Jiang Lai smiled vaguely, turned sideways and looked inside, the meaning was self-evident.
Lian Xizhuo looked at the bowl that seemed to be holding a letter with disgust, turned his head and said to his nephew loudly: "Reporting to Your Majesty, your little Highness came to Chiqing Palace to send warmth, this ecstasy soup, do you want it or not?" ah?"
One gritted his teeth and spread the raft with sweets.
The other used his own uncle to vent his personal anger.
Lin Heng originally wanted to visit Chiqing Palace.
Just thinking of Lian Xizhuo's phrase "I don't know whether it's here to reminisce about the past or to kill you", it made him feel a little guilty for no reason.
It's not that he's afraid of Mu Chen's attack.
The so-called timidity of being close to the hometown, on the contrary, he is even more afraid that Mu Chen will bring up the past to reminisce about the past.
Those sad, bitter, throbbing, and warm memories are really difficult to face in the current situation.
So he stayed in Chengqian Hall, wearing stars and moons and memorials as companions.
If he didn't go to Chiqing Palace, Mu Chen naturally didn't come to look for him either.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seemed to grow out of the bed, except for bathing and changing clothes, he spent almost twelve hours on the bed.
Playing with Kong Mingsuo, flipping through books, or sleeping.
Huanyue couldn't stop thinking about it all day long, worrying that Mu Chen's jumping would not be good for his recovery, and he was afraid that he would develop other symptoms due to fatigue.
It was hard to catch up with the bright sun, and the clear skies became less and less in the deep winter.
His Royal Highness, who couldn't hold back the constant nagging, was finally willing to put on his coat and go out to sit for a while.
Seeing people agree, Huan Yue and Feng Yang seemed happier than him.They hurriedly moved out the small table, filled it with fragrant tea and melon and fruit snacks, and walked and chatted together in the warm sunshine.
The chalcedony ointment is indeed a good medicine for reducing swelling and blood stasis. After a few days of injury, the swelling on the ankle has basically subsided.
However, he still couldn't bear to stand for a long time, so Mu Chen took a rest on the swing after walking for a while.
The appearance of dangling by the rope is like the little boy next door, innocent and playful.The two little attendants stared blankly, unable to look away for a long time.
Huan Yue didn't know what to think of, she tugged at her companion's sleeve, and whispered: "That's not right, it stands to reason that His Majesty should have come to greet you long ago, why has there been no movement in the past two or three days?"
Feng Yang said: "I heard that the courtiers have submitted a lot of papers recently. Please Your Majesty hold a draft to expand the harem. Maybe they are busy with this matter."
The younger one let out a low voice.
Feng Yang smiled, and said again: "Relax, Your Majesty loves His Highness the Crown Prince so much, sooner or later he will come."
"I know, but Your Highness doesn't seem to be in a good mood these past few days, always alone in a daze, and sometimes sighs."
Huan Yuesheng didn't move his lips, his eyes were firmly glued to Mu Chen's body.
"How can those of us who are servants find out the truth? If we want to make His Highness happy, only His Majesty can care about it."
Feng Yang just wanted to continue to pick up the bait.
On the other side, Mu Chen was swinging back and forth on the swing, and asked curiously, "What are you whispering?"
The two servants looked at each other.
"The weather is really nice today." "The small kitchen has newly made egg yolk cakes."
"......"
Mu Yan's eyebrows and eyes gradually curved, his face was soft and he hooked his hands to call them closer.
"Is the weather nice today?"
The back of Huan Yue's neck went numb, and was pinched by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
"The small kitchen has newly made egg yolk cakes?"
Feng Yang felt a pain in his shoulder and elbow, and was twisted by His Royal Highness the Prince.
Mu Chi became very playful, and didn't use his strength too much, but the two little servants who were always bullying were sore and numb and complained incessantly.
"Aren't you going to tell me the truth?"
Huanyue and Fengyang neither dared to be angry or speak out, and they were wary that no matter how stupid they were, the fake show might actually happen, and they all expressed their choice to be frank and lenient.
Anyway, very boring.
Mu Xi just lazily leaned on the swing, listening to them explain in detail about the experience of "the prince will not come to the door for a long time, and His Royal Highness may be left in the cold".
Lian Xizhuo has been running more frequently in Chengqian Palace than in General's Mansion recently.
Ji Huaichen almost couldn't hold back such a rare love and dedication, and secretly wanted to ask His Majesty the Emperor if the little uncle had been frustrated in love and turned to be obsessed with career.
Otherwise, the Lian University scholar, who has always never stayed in the court for no reason, would not enter the tavern and singing room, and deliberately searched out the old files for a closer look.
Lin Heng was seriously critiquing the paperwork in his hand, glancing at the people on the ground from the corner of his eye from time to time. "Li Duwei is from the Ministry of War, Zhao Shilang is from the Xing Department, don't get confused."
Half of Lian Xizhuo's body was buried in the pile of files, and when he heard this, he angrily smashed the yellowed stack of books into a crackling sound.
Lin Heng kept his composure, sketched on the paper with a cinnabar pen, made comments under the words he disagreed with, and by the way whispered: "Master Zhang is in charge of the battle damage in the camp area, and Bachelor Zhou is in charge of accepting advice from all officials. Focus on it."
"You're endless, aren't you?"
The little uncle was very dissatisfied, and wanted to take out a piece of paper, crumpled it up and threw it at his eldest nephew.
It's a pity that he has been ravaged a bit miserably these past few days. He missed breakfast and lunch one after another. He felt weak all over, and he couldn't even lift his arms.
"Why are there so many?"
Lian Xizhuo rubbed his face fiercely, and impatiently paw at the file books around him that were about to bury him entirely.
Since he was summoned into the palace at night three days ago, His Majesty the Emperor seemed to be possessed by a demon.
It doesn't count if he criticizes Zhezi to handle government affairs at the gate of Chengqian Palace, and he is not even allowed to go out of the palace to have fun.
It is said that there is a lesson from the past like Zhao Ruchuan, and Yu Nan is uneasy.
Then he ordered people to find out all the booklets recording the origin and appointment of officials, and carefully read them one by one to distinguish which ones were related to or had contacts with the rebels.
Such tedious work is most suitable for civil servants who serve as bachelors.
Lian Xizhuo was the one who met the two conditions of finding clues in the clues and being able to read the top secret documents of the royal family.
After looking at the official files in Chengqian Palace for so long, the little uncle didn't find nothing at all.
At least he knew the whole story of how the son of Zhao Shilang's aunt's second brother stole hairpins from a girl in the next village.
If Lin Heng hadn't interrupted it just now, he would have known the story of Li Duwei's grandfather picking up dung balls with a bamboo basket when he was four or five years old when he turned the page.
After all, His Majesty the Emperor still had some humanity left, knowing that reading the scrolls was a lot of effort, so he didn't pursue the fault of him picking family short stories as a storybook.
Now that it was time for dinner, Eunuch Jiang Lai had made a good time to guard outside the gate of Chengqian Hall, so as not to disturb His Majesty and the prince's discussion, he quietly asked the eunuchs to open the food boxes, letting the aroma of the dishes float in through the cracks in the door.
Lin Heng is often too busy to drink tea, not to mention serious meals, three meals a day, whether he thinks about it or not.
But it would be much easier if Lian Xizhuo was there.
as predicted.
It took less than half a cup of tea for the fragrance to drift in, when I heard the sound of books colliding, and then half a smiling face peeped out from the crack of the door.
"Steamed delicacies with crab powder, stewed quail with glutinous rice, assorted tofu, stir-fried bamboo shoot slices, um... what else is there?"
"There are also crispy lamb chops." Eunuch Jiang Lai said with a smile, "My lord's nose is really good."
Lian Xizhuo blinked triumphantly, scanned the food boxes of different sizes, pointed to one of them and asked: "This is not a common utensil in Shangshanfang, where did it come from?"
Eunuch Jiang Lai smiled vaguely, turned sideways and looked inside, the meaning was self-evident.
Lian Xizhuo looked at the bowl that seemed to be holding a letter with disgust, turned his head and said to his nephew loudly: "Reporting to Your Majesty, your little Highness came to Chiqing Palace to send warmth, this ecstasy soup, do you want it or not?" ah?"
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