Nanfei

This night is naturally charming and gleaming in every way, the voice that makes people's ears blush and blushing lasts for a long time, until the cock crows at the ugly time, it gradually stops.

Cao Deyi looked at the sky that was gradually getting brighter, and thought that there was no need to take a nap, he just packed up and got ready to go to court.At the same time, he sighed in his heart, since he was serving Emperor Qianhua, it was the first time he saw his master being so impulsive, and even when he first learned about the personnel affairs, the emperor was not interested and could not arouse his interest.

Turning around and taking a look at the closed palace door, he felt a little more respect for the master inside. With such means, such a heart, and such an appearance, he is bound to not be silent, but he is afraid that he will soar into the sky.

Shivering inexplicably, Yinghan looked puzzled at Cao Deyi, who was suddenly convulsed, and the former waved: "Stay here, keep your ears alert, and I'll go check your Majesty's ceremonial outfit."

Yinghan nodded respectfully, Cao Deyi left without mentioning it.

When the sky was about to dawn, Cao Deyi came back, followed by a group of maids and servants, who were waiting at the entrance of the hall with toilet utensils, dragon robes, dragon boots, etc. of warm water.

Cao Deyi asked: "Is there any shouting inside?"

Yinghan shook his head, and replied in a low voice: "I just heard a little noise, but the emperor didn't announce it, and the slaves dare not call it out on their own."

Cao Deyi showed such an expression as expected, shook the whisk in his hand, and said indifferently: "Continue to wait."

All the people behind them lowered their eyes and stood humbly. It was obviously a huge crowd, but they were silent.

The east is gradually revealing the fish belly, and the first morning light casts on the earth. Qi Zhan opened his eyes. Although he only squinted for a while, the color in his eyes was extremely cool. The young man's beautiful face was full of tiredness, and his long eyelashes cast a small ambiguous silhouette on that magnificent face, making the corners of his eyebrows more charming.

The shallow and scorching breath sprayed on Qi Zhan's neck, Qi Zhan's eyes sank, he licked the corners of his lips, and inexplicably flashed in his mind: "*Bitter day rises, from now on the king will not go to court early.", He smiled silently .He thinks that he is diligent and caring for the people when he ascends the throne. He is not such a stupid and incompetent king, but he suddenly had an impulse just now, and he just wanted to indulge and linger with the young man.

Qi Zhan smiled helplessly, and pinched the young man's beautiful nose. Perhaps he was not breathing well. The young man opened his gorgeous red lips, breathing in the air greedily, and the person moved uncomfortably in his arms. Qi Zhan lowered his head and looked at him. Lightly pecking her lips, she muttered inaudibly: "Little fairy."

Qi Yu seemed to be disturbed, rubbed his head against his chest, and murmured subconsciously: "I won't come, I'm so tired."

Qi Zhan raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly, and suddenly his smile stagnated. He realized later that the young man's soft and boneless hands were placed on his important parts.

I can't help but think of that sentence that the boy muttered when the two of them hurriedly fell asleep. It made me feel pained and happy all night. In order to prevent it from shamelessly attacking me in the middle of the night, I must hold it firmly in my hand.

Unexpectedly, the boy fell asleep holding it, and because of being overworked, he never took the boy's jokes seriously.

At this time, he was at a point where he could neither advance nor retreat, neither laughed nor cried, the golden morning light came in through the window lattice, it was time to go to court, and it was too late to indulge the young man.

Qi Zhan pursed his lips and smiled, and nodded the boy's forehead: "I don't forget to torture people even when I'm asleep." He didn't realize that the tenderness in his eyes was so obvious.

Rubbing the young man's messy hair, gently stuffing the pillow into his arms, and sharing the same bed with him twice, Qi Zhan discovered that the young man has a habit of sleeping with things in his arms. Seeing the palm of the young man's hand pressed against him, the young man frowned, his eyelids trembled, and he said, "Get up." He turned over and hugged the pillow, with his back to Qi Zhan and continued to sleep soundly.

The corners of Qi Zhan's mouth twitched, and he threw it away when he was done using it. It was simply unreasonable, and he envied that the young man could sleep peacefully, as he had to go to court in the early morning and face the endless bombardment of a group of old civil and military officials.

He casually approved a coat, tucked up the corner of the quilt for the young man, bent down and gave him a soft kiss on the corner of his lips, and walked to the outside before announcing people to come in.

Everyone filed in, Qi Zhan raised his head and made a booing gesture, and everyone acted more lightly, carefully serving Emperor Qianhua to wash and dress.

Yinghan saw that everyone was just taking care of everything in an orderly manner, and she was definitely not qualified to step forward to serve, so she stood quietly by the side.

After taking a simple bath, Emperor Qianhua raised his arms and asked the court lady to put on a dragon robe for him. While Cao Deyi tidied up the space in the lapel, Yinghan recruited him. Yinghan stepped forward, and Qi Zhan said, "Serve your master carefully." , wait for him to sleep until he wakes up naturally, serve him something to eat, if he willful and doesn't want to get up to eat, don't let him, just say it's my will."

Ying Han responded respectfully, stepped aside, and silently watched the mighty group of people leave without a sound.

When someone walked out of the palace gate, she let out a long breath. This day was simply frightening.

Cao Deyi's face was serious, and from the corner of his eyes, he looked at the energetic emperor. He was as handsome as ever, but the smile on his mouth couldn't be concealed, his eyes were full of complacency, and he walked in a particularly vigorous manner. , an indescribably overbearing display.

After a night of being romantic, An Zan became even more energetic.

It is worthy of being the supreme king, with the spirit of dragon and horse, it is needless to say that he is strong, just look at the non-stop noise all night, it can be seen.

When going to court, Emperor Qianhua still maintained a good mood, sitting on the dragon chair, condescendingly glanced at all the ministers and workers, and asked very kindly for the first time: "My dear friends, did you sleep soundly last night?" ?”

All the officials were stunned, they were very flattered to receive the emperor's greeting, they came back to their senses for a moment, and they all replied: "Thanks to the blessing of the emperor, I slept very sweetly and calmly last night."

Qi Zhan smiled slightly and said with emotion: "You are all ministers of my dynasty. For the prosperity of the Dalong Dynasty, you have worked diligently for the country day and night, for the well-being of the people, and made great contributions to the country. Because of the selfless dedication of you capable people and officials, I can sleep peacefully, the people have enough meals, and enjoy a peaceful and prosperous world."

The civil and military officials heard the emperor's heartfelt praise, and some people burst into tears on the spot. They knelt down, wiped their tears, blew their noses, and confessed their loyalty by the way: "The minister receives the imperial salary, and the official holds a high position, so he should be loyal. Serve the country, do your best for the king and die."

Everyone was very excited and expressed that they must be worthy of the emperor's praise, make persistent efforts, do their jobs well, repay the emperor's respect, and put more effort into throwing their heads for the people and the country. There are endless voices of loyalty.

Qi Zhan was very moved when he heard this, and his eyes were slightly red: "It is because of the pity of the heavens that I can win your love, and it is also the late emperor who protected me."

These courtiers were even more excited, their hearts were sore, tears were like broken pearls, and they shouted: "It is a blessing for me to be able to work under your majesty, and it is a blessing for me to contribute to the country. Your Majesty is loyal, and it is a great honor for the ministers."

Cao Deyi buried his head, twitched his shoulders, wiped his eyes with his sleeves, and cursed in his heart, as the night passed, His Majesty became even more shameless and thick-skinned.

The monarchs and ministers only looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

Xu Kexing, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, was crying loudly, and the crying was loud, attracting colleagues who lowered their heads and wiped their tears to look at him frequently. Xu Kexing took out a handkerchief embroidered with peony blooms to wipe away his tears, and looked down. Wrong, stuffed it into the sleeve randomly, took out another handkerchief embroidered with Xiuzhu, wiped away the tears, and continued to cry.

Blood dripping from my heart, what should I do, I can't even speak about the task assigned by the above.

When the ministers were in a turmoil, rashly opening their mouths to mention the matter of Feng Zhennan Prince's son, wouldn't it poke a hornet's nest and arouse the anger of the ministers? It was the emperor with red eyes, and the majestic guards stood at the door. He really was ambushing all around. If he was lucky, he would be drowned by the spitting star. If he was unlucky, he could only enter standing up and be carried out lying down.

After pondering for a while, he still didn't forget to wipe his tears with a handkerchief, shrunk his shoulders, and swallowed the words that came to his throat.

Qi Zhan swept him in this direction coldly: "Sure enough, you are still too naive, do you think I am a soft persimmon, and you can be crowned king if you want?"

A good early court ended with the emperor's sincere condolences and the courtiers weeping.

After Qi Zhan came down from court, he returned to the imperial study, the palace people immediately served breakfast, Cao Deyi handed over a cup of tea, Qi Zhan took a sip and said: "Someone go and see if he is awake and if he has eaten."

Just as Cao Deyi was about to turn around and give orders, Qi Zhan rubbed his temples and sighed: "He has a rather perverted personality, and I'm afraid other people won't be able to restrain him, so go yourself."

Cao Deyi understood who the emperor said he was, and couldn't help admiring Nanfei's methods even more, which made the always cold-hearted emperor think about him in just one night.

Cao Deyi nodded, and Qi Zhan glanced at the delicate and delicious snacks on the table, the sweet boiled japonica rice porridge, the tempting crystal buns, and his slender fingers touched the snacks that he thought were delicious. In the food box, with one finger and another, the crystal steamed buns were picked up, and the sugar-steamed crispy cheese was also picked up. Cao Deyi wiped off his sweat, and the little eunuch behind him carried two big food boxes, cursing in his heart that the table was full. Most of it was out of sight, Emperor Qianhua was still frowning and pointing, and even lifted the table to save trouble.

Qi Zhan took a deep look at Cao Deyi who was frantically arranging the dishes, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The place over there is small, I'm afraid he doesn't have such a big dining table." With a big wave of his hand: "Carry them over together."

Cao Deyi's feet were slipping, no matter how bad Feiyu Palace is, there are still tables and everything, besides, all the rewards have been given, what do you always eat, Your Majesty?

In the end, under Cao Deyi's pleading eyes, Emperor Qianhua left a small portion of food, and carried the rest into Feiyu Palace with the table.

Yinghan was almost stunned when he saw a group of people carrying tables and a row of food boxes. What kind of battle was this? He had been in the palace for many years, and he had never seen such a reward. How could he even move the table for use.

Cao Deyi made a bitter face, come and help set the meal.

As expected by Emperor Qianhua, Qi Yu was hugging the pillow at this time, wrapped in a brocade quilt, sleeping deeply, and was not awakened by the movement outside at all.