The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

Jiang Wu was placed on the Luanjia again.

After being forced to support himself for so long, there was a faint layer of resentment lingering on his body. Yin Wuzhi looked at his head drooping to one side after losing its fixation, and reached out his hand to remove the heavy crown on his head.

Luanjia carried him back to the Tai Chi Hall.

Yin Wuzhi then carried him to the dragon couch and took off his dragon robe.

After the heavy thing finally left his body, Sangpi finally looked refreshed. He let out a very light breath, and then lay down on his back in a relaxed manner.

"How is your Majesty feeling today?"

"not good."

"Not good?" Yin Wuzhi said: "Your Majesty still hopes that I will wake you up like before."

"No." It's just that Sangpi didn't want to go to court, but if it was unavoidable, he said, "That's fine."

"Then what does His Majesty think is wrong?"

Sangpi recalled the feeling of being hung up. At the beginning, he didn't know that Yin Wuzhi was going to hang him up. When he was placed on the dragon chair, something caught him behind his hat, and he couldn't move his head. Only then did he realize what Yin Wuzhi had done.

"uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable." Yin Wuzhi repeated ambiguously, and asked: "Is it more unacceptable for everyone to find that His Majesty is lazy and rushed into the palace all at once, or is it more unacceptable for today's discomfort?"

It must be the former.

The secret of Sangpi's laziness has been thoroughly discovered and exploited.But it’s really nothing, most of the world hates lazy people, I believe Yin Wuzhi will hate him more and more if this goes on.

No one should want to be threatened every day by a slacker.

Jiang Wu thought for a while, then said mournfully, "Then let's do this."

Since you can't resist, then just lie down and accept it, anyway, it's not him who is in trouble.

Yin Wuzhi left the dragon couch, ordered people to prepare paper and pens, and began to record today's court affairs.

The mourner hesitated for a while, then called him: "Yin Wuzhi."

Yin Wuzhi's subordinates kept asking, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"Basking in the sun."

Sangpi thought about it carefully, in fact he was not lazy, but was brainwashed by humans and often thought he was lazy.When he was a wandering soul, he was also keen on simulating life. Although it was intermittent, he was still willing to move.

Now limited by this body, it takes a lot of effort to move around, which makes him look lazy.

"Wait."

Sangpi was not considerate: "I want it now."

Yin Wuzhi was ruthless: "Go by yourself."

The mourner didn't want to move, and called out quietly: "Yin Wuzhi, Yin Wuzhi, Yin Wuzhi."

"Wait a minute." Yin Wuzhi's tone was restrained, his writing hand began to speed up, and he frowned, "Finish it now."

It turned out that Yin Wuzhi was doing business, so don't bother him.

Jiang Wu said: "Sixteen."

As soon as the words fell, there was only a 'click', and the Langhao pen fell to the ground.

When Shiliu came out, he almost bumped into Prince Yin's son.

Yin Wuzhi stood in front of him expressionlessly, and said to Jiang Wu: "He is a hidden guard, so he can't show up often, do you want everyone to know that you have a hidden guard?"

"I don't want to, so others don't know."

"...In short, don't bother others with this kind of thing in the future. The hidden guard is also a human being, not a tool for His Majesty to order around."

Jiang Wu understood.

Yin Wuzhi had already begun to dislike him.

The faint king bullies others, bosses them around, and always troubles others even though he has no skills.Yin Wuzhi, as an upright gentleman who hates evil like a vengeance, it is his duty to draw his sword to help when he sees injustice.

Sangpi's efforts during this period have not been in vain, and I believe that we will soon be on the right path of history.

He asked Sixteen: "What do you think?"

Shiliu lifted his robe and knelt, perhaps because he often did not speak, and his voice was hoarse: "Your Majesty is His Majesty's tool."

Yin Wuzhi said: "I said if you are not you, then you are not."

Sixteen who was forcibly endowed with personality: "."

Sangpi ignored Yin Wuzhi's words: "Since this is the case, hurry up and obey the order."

When Shiliu got up, Yin Wuzhi suddenly bent down and grabbed Jiang Wu, saying coldly, "You should act like a human being."

I don't know if I said this sentence to Shiliu or Sangpi.

But neither of them clearly cared.

Jiang Wu glanced at Yin Wuzhi's livid face.Sure enough, he is a young man who is strong and upright. He would rather get himself implicated than protect innocent people.

He was forcibly picked up by Yin Wuzhi and moved under the sun.

Although it has not yet entered winter, the recent sunshine is no longer glaring, and there is wind in the air, which brings the quiet fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. Sangpi lays his limbs lazily and half-closes his eyes in relaxation.

Yin Wuzhi squatted beside him and said, "Don't bother Shiliu in the future, he has his own responsibilities."

"His job is to obey orders."

"It's not to obey such an order." Yin Wuzhi asked someone to move the table out gloomily, picked up a pen to write next to him, and said, "This kind of thing can be left to me in the future."

The mood is too complicated, and the writing is a bit hideous.

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Wu had a slightly higher opinion of him in his heart.

Yin Wuzhi, obviously just a small vulnerable son, is trying to protect people who are weaker than him.

Even though he was suffering every day and was in dire straits, but in order to save irrelevant people, he still insisted on enduring humiliation and sacrificing himself for others.

It's a pity that it's a person... It's not a pity, even if Yin Wuzhi is a wandering soul like him, they will only be strange souls passing by.

Funerals don't need friends.

Yin Wuzhi frantically wrote, and glanced at him in between.

Is it really interesting to live a life that only sleeps and eats every day?

"Your Majesty, do you want to go out and play?"

"Do not."

"Watching sideshows, listening to big plays, and there are many storytellers who come and go. Has Your Majesty ever visited the palace?"

Jiang Wu didn't have any memory about the past, so he didn't answer.

Just when Qi Hanmiao came in to deliver fruit cakes, Yin Wuzhi asked him: "Has Your Majesty ever been out of the palace before?"

"It's true that I have been out, but Your Majesty doesn't like to play, and most of them go out for business." He realized something and said cautiously: "Your Highness wants to take His Majesty out of the palace to play?"

"I don't have the courage." Yin Wuzhi continued to focus on the tip of the pen.

The emperor is not allowed to go out of the palace at will. In case something happens to the people below who cannot bear the consequences, even if they want to go out, they have to notify the Ministry of Rites to make preparations, and the guards are deployed in advance, which is very labor-intensive.

Jiang Wu took a piece of fruit cake in his mouth, and simply held it until the slightly cool cake melted in his mouth, and then swallowed it.

Yin Wuzhi quickly took the record and showed it to Jiang Wu, who said, "I have something I want to discuss with Yin Aiqing."

This guy is finally willing to talk about serious business?

Yin Wuzhi pulled the stool over and sat down beside him, and said intently: "Please speak, Your Majesty."

"I want to change morning court to afternoon court."

"..." Yin Wuzhi said dumbly, "Why?"

"No reason needed."

"It has been nearly 200 years since Mingzong established the Xia Kingdom and set up the early dynasty. How can it be changed just because of His Majesty's selfishness?"

"I don't care." Jiang Wu only has a reason to die: "I want to change, no one can control."

"Okay, change, you have the final say." Yin Wuzhi got up directly, and walked aside angrily.

He took great pains not to let everyone know that Jiang Wu was stupid and lazy, but this stupid king insisted on hitting the knife's edge, and changed it if he liked it. If he changed it, everyone would know what he was, and there was no need to protect his famous name.

"Yin Aiqing will write the imperial decree."

This stupid gentleman is still regretting his life. If he doesn't write it himself, let him write it for him. If there are any consequences in the future, he will have to bear it all.

Yin Wuzhi sneered: "If Your Majesty wants the minister's life, just take it, and there is no need to make every effort to force the minister to a dead end."

Jiang Wu turned his face to look at him.

Yin Wuzhi leaned against the porch pillar with his chest folded, his young and beautiful face was unparalleled in vigor, he was walking in the palace now, wearing the toga prepared for him by Jiang Wu, elegant and coquettish, but because his temperament was too sharp, even Even wearing such clothes on him looked like an unsheathed sword.

Seeing that he had been staring at him, Yin Wuzhi immediately cast a sideways glance, and at this glance, his arms around his chest were unnaturally released.

Jiang Wu's eyes are too clean, looking too desireless, but it is precisely because those eyes are inorganic and clear that there is nothing, which makes people think more wildly.

Just like a blank sheet of paper, people can paint whatever they want on it.

Why do you look at him like this...

Are you begging?

This kind of thing is absolutely unacceptable.

That is a tradition of the early dynasty that has lasted for hundreds of years. Which emperor would not want to set up a brand of diligence and love for the people?If this is changed, what will the people think of the person in that seat?What qualifications does the emperor have to order the officials?What else does Xia Guo expect to gain a foothold in the world?

"If, if there is no necessary reason, it must not be changed."

"The reason." Sangpi said, "Think about it."

"..." Yin Wuzhi's face turned black.

"OK?"

"...Hmm." Yin Wuzhi turned around with a gloomy face, and pressed his slightly hot forehead against the cold pillar.

"Then leave it to Yin Aiqing."

"But I need to collect information first." Yin Wuzhi turned to the pillar and said to Jiang Wu: "Let's first look at how the people and officials arrange their time, and sort out their needs for getting up early. Everyone has come here for so many years. Yes, it will take time to change rashly."

"Okay." Jiang Wu took a break for a while: "What do you think is the possibility of implementing it?"

"...It must be extremely difficult." Feeling the heat on his face faded, Yin Wuzhi turned to Jiang Wu with a stern face, and when he saw his face suddenly collapsed, he pursed his lips to comfort him: "But the person himself They are all lazy, busy because they are swept up by the tide, if Xia Guo can lay a good foundation and do a good job in the livelihood of the people at the bottom, Wuchao may not be a problem."

But I just want to get up late, Jiang Wu thought sadly, how could it involve the livelihood of the people at the bottom.

"The same thing is done at another time, and everyone's time is pushed back together, so that there is no difference from before."

"But the time for dawn is only so long." Yin Wuzhi thought, and said: "However, the days are short and the nights are long in winter, maybe we can start with winter."

Jiang Wu looked at him.

Yin Wuzhi looked away and said, "Let's talk about it."

In the afternoon, someone came to the Empress Dowager's bedroom. It was a maid who said that the thousand-year-old osmanthus tree in the imperial garden had recently bloomed and filled the palace with fragrance. Therefore, a osmanthus feast was prepared. Your Majesty must be present.

Sangpi didn't quite understand the significance of this osmanthus appreciation banquet. The osmanthus flowers had been blooming for more than half a month, and a large piece of the osmanthus blossoms had fallen on the ground. How about holding an osmanthus appreciation banquet at this time?Appreciate the trunk?

He directly said: "I won't go."

Sangpi doesn't want to communicate with unnecessary people, and doesn't want to attend any unnecessary banquets. There are so many people who don't know all of them, so they have to squeeze together to chat and laugh, and it's tiring to think about it.

What's more, even if the funeral critics go, they don't bother to communicate with them, so it's better not to disturb everyone's elegant mood.

The maid naturally didn't know what was going on in his mind, but in the final analysis, this osmanthus appreciation banquet was held specially for the emperor to find a concubine, if he didn't go, then the empress dowager would be busy for nothing.

Cautiously, she tried to persuade Jiang Wu: "The empress dowager said, no matter what, your majesty must be present."

"I'm busy."

"This..." His Majesty really seems to be a different person recently. He was notoriously kind and easy to get along with before he took the throne. No matter who finds him, he will not be rejected.

Not to mention the order from the Empress Dowager, she subconsciously brought out her master again: "The Empress Dowager said..."

He was suddenly locked on by a pair of inorganic eyes.

The maid subconsciously held her breath.

Jiang Wu said slowly, one word at a time: "Zhen, no, go."

He obviously didn't lose his temper, but he looked scarier than many people who lost their temper.

The maid didn't dare to look directly at her: "Yes, this servant will report back."

She ran all the way out of the Tai Chi Hall, and bumped into Yin Wuzhi who came out of the imperial study, and quickly knelt down to apologize.

Yin Wuzhi recognized her as someone from the Empress Dowager's palace, bent down to help her up, and said, "Why are you so panicked?"

The servant girl glanced at him, Fang lowered her head, and whispered what happened just now, and said: "Prince Dingnan will also be there at that time, and the Queen Mother ordered Her Highness to go too."

"En." Yin Wuzhi was about to go around her, and heard her say again: "Can your Highness help persuade His Majesty?"

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"The Empress Dowager said that His Majesty must be present." The servant girl looked flustered: "In the past, Your Majesty was not like this. No matter how busy the people around you are, no matter how busy Your Majesty is, as long as you ask repeatedly, you will definitely agree, Taihuang. The Empress Dowager also likes his obedience and kindness very much, and now His Majesty's temperament has changed a lot... I am worried that he will offend the Empress Dowager."

Jiang Wu's biological mother didn't have any background, and he was able to sit in this position not only because of luck, but also because he was likable. Powerful people like the Empress Dowager and Empress Dowager Wen also regarded him as the apple of their eye, and loved him with great affection. add.

Yin Wuzhi didn't expect that even a little maid would be so considerate of him.

After the maid finished speaking, she seemed to realize that she was quick to speak, and after repeatedly pleading guilty, she hurriedly retreated.

Yin Wuzhi returned to Tai Chi Hall, poured himself a glass of water, and said, "Please move to the Imperial Study Room to review the memorial, Your Majesty."

Jiang Wu is mourning: "Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Is Your Majesty going to enjoy the osmanthus banquet, or go to the imperial study?"

"The Royal Study Room."

"Tomorrow, I will appreciate the osmanthus, and my mother will also be there. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay with His Majesty in the imperial study."

This is exactly what Sangpi wanted, Yin Wuzhi was not around, and he had a lot of time to squander.

Jiang Wudao: "I'm waiting for you to come back in the imperial study."

fraud.

Yin Wuzhi glanced at Sangpi who was slumped on the rocking chair, and then walked over, leaning his arms on the armrests on both sides, looking down at each other: "Either go to the imperial study now, or go to enjoy the Gui Banquet together tomorrow."

After Zangpi started to be a human being, what he disliked the most was the word "immediately present", especially when he was required to work, there was no buffer time, like a mountain falling down unexpectedly, making people breathless.

Compared with the sudden one, he is more accepting of a gentler way, such as telling him in advance when to go, so that he can mourn for a longer period of time, and he can almost be mentally prepared.

Yin Wuzhi's words, in Sangpi's view, were an undoubted threat.

Sangpi was confused, when did Yin Wuzhi become more and more courageous?Do you think you can control the life of the party?

threatened to go back.

"Yin Wuzhi." Sangpi raised his eyelids, his expression was indifferent: "Do you want to kiss me again?"