dressed as a scholar

Fang Yu collected all today's sketches after class, dispersed the students, and was about to go back to the Shang's study, when he saw Father Ru, who was holding Fuchen slantingly, came to summon him.

"Your Majesty wants to see the drawing?"

For example, the father-in-law disturbed Fu Chen who was hugging him in his arms, with a gentle smile on his face: "Your Excellency Xiao Fang, you will know when you go."

Originally, his mind was stable, but he felt quite lost after hearing what his father-in-law said, but he didn't want to ask more questions. He smiled back slightly, and still put the drawing under his arm, and took it together with his father-in-law. Go to Qinzheng Hall.

It is not the first time for Fang Yu to enter the Hall of Qinzheng. He was occasionally summoned by the emperor before, but usually only ministers of the fourth rank or above have to go here. I really don't have a chance to come here.

Just now outside the hall, he saw the officials of the General Administration Department coming out of the Qinzheng Hall, he watched them go away, and the person beside him said fairly: "Master Xiao Fang, let's go."

"Yes."

Fang Yu followed Father Ru into the hall. The emperor was sitting in front of the case, as if he was dealing with government affairs. He heard the movement in the hall, but he never raised his head to look at it.If the father-in-law didn't report, he just nodded to Fang Yu slightly, and Fang Yu stood aside and waited.

When he came back to report on the work of the Minister's Study, he waited here for the emperor for a while. Generally, when the emperor was doing his best to deal with government affairs, the courtiers were not to be disturbed, even if they were summoned, they could only wait.

The hall was very quiet, and the sound of Zhiye turning over could be heard occasionally. Fang Yu stood on one side for at least a quarter of an hour. He lowered his eyes and moved slightly. Chi didn't intend to speak, which made him feel very uncertain.

He couldn't help but start to reflect on himself, as if he had been dealing with government affairs in a down-to-earth manner for the past few months. The weather had just warmed up a while ago, but a few adults from the Six Departments went out to eat flower wine and got dizzy. Once informed, Yushitai then secretly caught the courtiers who ate flowers and wine and recorded them in the book. Many adults were imprisoned for not cultivating private morals, except for this matter, nothing happened in the court in the past few months.

Fang Yu pondered, in the past few months, he rarely went out to small restaurants, let alone to eat some flower wine. The children in the family grew up day by day, and he was in pain, so he didn't have the time to go out and have fun.Thinking of this, he felt a little more confidence in his heart, the so-called body is not afraid of the shadow slanting.

"Come over to me."

When Fang Yu's thoughts were racing, the old emperor's voice suddenly sounded in the hall. He let out a light breath, and hurried forward cautiously.When he got to the emperor's table, a stack of tabloids was thrown on the table in front of him before he could speak, and Fang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

"His Majesty……"

He was apprehensive, and suddenly a bad thought came to him.

"It's from Hanlin."

The emperor's words exploded in front of Fang Yu's ears, and his breathing was stagnant for a moment. It's fine for these colleagues to fish for fish, but why did they bring the matter to the emperor? I took it.

However, he thought about it carefully, there are many ministries, including the cabinet, who have fished, so they shouldn't be busy with government affairs at twelve o'clock.

only……

The emperor looked at the silent Fang Yu: "I have long heard that there is a new tabloid in Beijing that is different from the mansion newspaper, but I never thought that the officials in the court would also read it. Do you know this tabloid?"

Fang Yu felt inexplicably embarrassed, and said vaguely: "I have heard a little bit about it."

The emperor raised his old eyes and looked at him sideways. Those eyes, which had killed the enemy in battle and had been in the court for many years, were breathtaking. However, they seemed to have dealt with government affairs for a day, concealed their brilliance and sharpness, and were tired. Even more unpredictable.He took a long look at Fang Yu, and the back of the person who looked directly felt numb, and then said coldly: "When the government is busy, you don't do your job properly, but instead bring the interesting things in Beijing to Hanlin."

Fang Yu was horrified when he heard the words, and immediately knelt down with the old emperor: "Your Majesty, forgive me."

The old emperor narrowed his eyes: "What is Aiqing's crime? This is not confiscated from you."

Fang Yu was terrified: "Although I didn't get it directly from the official, if it wasn't spread by the official, I wouldn't have mistaken you adults."

The old emperor did not show any surprise, but took another long look at Fang Yu, and suddenly smiled and said, "Get up."

Fang Yu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he slowly got up.

"I've read a few issues of this tabloid. You can see people's livelihood. I'm quite interested in it, and I've already found out who the founder is."

Fang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he confessed everything and never concealed it, otherwise today he would have to brush against the crime of deceiving the emperor.

The old emperor beckoned and motioned for the eunuch Tong Fang Yu to bring a stool forward: "In the early years, the imperial court's residence newspaper was managed by the Secretary of the General Administration, but it has been tepid in the past few years. It was sent to the provinces and counties under the capital to understand the important affairs of the court, and there were not many people who saw it. Now I have sent several residence reports from the Secretary of the General Administration. Comparing the two sides, the content is quite different."

"Tell me about how you started this newspaper?"

Fang Yu saw that the old emperor was already chattering, so he relaxed a bit: "When I was in Yuncheng, I still ran a bookstore at home, and my daily income was mediocre. When I was studying in the academy, I saw many poor students doing nothing for me. I was shy and poor in my pocket. So I thought that I could provide another source for the poorest scholars. For this reason, the bookstore widely accepts contributions from scholars. ..."

"There are countless people submitting manuscripts at a time, and there are also many people who come to read the manuscripts. Those who win the manuscripts can get remuneration, and the operators can get benefits, which is mutually beneficial." Fang Yu said: "When I came to Beijing, I saw that the capital is so prosperous. Music is rich and colorful, so I wanted to bring the style of my hometown to the capital, after a lot of thinking, I decided that it would be most suitable to open a newspaper."

The emperor listened enthusiastically, the Secretary of General Administration said that the tabloids were full of trivial matters, that the Zhang family ran away with a servant, and tomorrow the Wu family will spend a lot of money begging for some medicinal materials, and the content is even more vulgar. They actually talked a lot about the jewelry and clothes of the younger brothers and women, and there were some gatherings held by the parents and the west, which was extremely messy and messy.

The Mansion Newspaper, however, writes about the important events of the dynasty, the emperor's important words and deeds and decisions.

These words didn't touch the emperor's heart, but the emperor didn't express his opinion, and he called the general secretary to go back.

"That's right. There is another way for me to understand the happiness of the people." The emperor said: "You wrote the articles in the tabloids yourself?"

"He Dehe Neng, a humble minister, if it is a matter of food, clothing and entertainment, it must be compiled by the people in the newspaper who go out to collect and write information. As for the search for people and objects, the holding of gatherings, the opening of shops, and the recommendation of shops, etc. It is the people who come to the newspaper office to deliver information on their own.”

Fang Yu smiled slightly and said, "This is another price."

The emperor laughed: "You are not afraid of people saying that you are taking the wealth of the people."

"Your Majesty, a gentleman loves money and obtains it in a proper way. What you love and what I wish can't be regarded as persecution. Besides, the people who read the newspaper today can indeed solve some problems of the people. No, the Zhang family ran away in the last issue." The servant girl was sent back two days later, and those who were looking for medicine also found a buyer."

Fang Yu pointed to a corner of the tabloid: "The common people who asked for medicine even came to the newspaper office at their own expense and begged to write a thank you to the person who delivered the medicine."

The emperor was cheerful, urging Fang Yu to tell some more anecdotes from the newspaper, and when it came to touching things, the emperor even laughed out loud.

"How did Lord Zhan come here?"

For example, the father-in-law was guarding outside the Qinzheng Hall, listening to the emperor's laughter from time to time in the hall, followed by narrowing his eyes slightly, his mood was obvious.Seeing the assistant minister of the East Palace, Mr. Fei Zhan, who usually helped the crown prince's director, come, he hurriedly greeted him.

Fei Qingzheng also heard the voice of the emperor in the Qinzheng Hall, he came a bit late, but the emperor has always been diligent in government and caring for the people, usually he would not call his concubines to the Qinzheng Hall during the court time, at most some empress would come Send a cup of soup and fruit, but put it down and leave.

"I don't know which adult is there?"

Rugong said: "Your Majesty summoned Mr. Xiao Fang from the Imperial Academy."

Fei Qingzheng couldn't ask why he was summoned. He had met this new Jinshi during the autumn hunt before, and he usually didn't talk much. When the emperor asked questions, he could make people happy with a few words. After being promoted, he was arranged by the emperor to teach painting in the Shangshufang, which is very heart-warming.

Although he has seen the kung fu methods of Xinke Jinshi before, but seeing that he was summoned by the emperor again, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.If he had been recruited earlier, it would have been a great help to the prince.

"My lord, wait for a moment, and the old slave will go in and pass the message."

"My father-in-law."

For example, when the father-in-law entered the palace, Fang Yu had already been neglected from standing aside stupidly before, and now he not only gave him a seat, but also offered him tea.

He reported as he said: "Your Majesty, Mr. Fei of Zhan Shifu is asking to see you."

The emperor stopped the smile on his face, thought for a while, seemed to be thinking that he didn't have anything to tell Fei Qingzheng, and hoped that it wasn't the prince who had something to do: "Let him in."

Fang Yu thoughtfully said: "Then the humble minister will retire first."

"No, you can keep it. Lord Fei won't be able to tell you how long. I still want to hear about fishing in Pingjiang. When I was still in Qiandi, I often went fishing."

When Fang Yu heard the words, he had no choice but to obey the emperor's wishes, and consciously got up and stood aside.

After Fei Qingzheng entered, he was slightly surprised to see that Fang Yu hadn't left. After saluting to the emperor, he asked Fang Yu how he was again.

The old emperor said: "Today Fang Aiqing took her children to write paintings in the imperial garden, and received the drafts to be evaluated. There are so many paintings that the evaluation has not yet been completed. I wonder if Fei Aiqing has something important to do?"

Fei Qing was seeing that the emperor himself wanted to keep Fang Yu, but it wasn't a military matter to come here, but he came here with the old emperor's preferences to refresh his face and to tease his feelings. The emperor's close ministers were not one or two, it was up to the emperor to come It is impossible to get close to oneself, and the courtiers have to get close by themselves.

He smiled and said: "Your Majesty has always been concerned about the teachings of the prince's family, and it is really a matter of time. I heard that the early-ripening lychees in Sichuan and Sichuan in April are very good, and the quality is also very good. I am about to pay tribute to you with your majesty to taste them. .”

The old emperor said: "Last year, the lychees suffered from bad rain, and the quality of the early crops in April and May was not good. When the yield was the best in June, the weather was too hot to preserve."

As he spoke, he tilted his head and introduced to Fang Yu: "April is the best time to pay tribute to lychees every year."

"I heard that Sichuan and Sichuan lychees are unique, but it's really not easy to taste them." Fang Yu smiled politely and gently: "That's probably the so-called good things take time."

Emperor Lang smiled, and waved his hand to promise: "When the lychees that are tributed this year come to Beijing, I will reward you with a basket."

Fang Yu was delighted when he heard the words: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Fei Qing was somewhat embarrassed in the palace. The old emperor loved lychees, and every year he would take advantage of this to come here to make friends. Today is obviously not the time to come, and the emperor took the result to make friends with the newcomer. He kept a shallow With a modest smile, he insisted on saying a few more words.

"It was Fei Aiqing who took care of this matter over the years, now it's up to you to worry about it."

"What about your majesty, I don't dare to take credit for it, but your highness is filial. In the spring, I began to inquire about the news in Sichuan and Shu. I was concerned about the growth of lychees. I was very happy to hear that the lychees that ripened early this year were of excellent quality."

The old emperor said: "It's rare for him to be filial."

After finishing speaking, he asked a few more questions about the prince's recent situation, such as his academic and government affairs.Fang Yu couldn't help admiring the minister of the East Palace, the report that could be concluded in three words, he had to lead him for a quarter of an hour, and it would be a pity not to do sales.

Between what is said and what is said, it is a very clear princeling. Unfortunately, the parties are different, so they are destined not to be partners.

"Okay, I'm tired too, Fei Aiqing kneel down."

Fang Yu immediately came to his senses when he heard the words, thinking that he could kneel down and leave together, but the emperor didn't intend to ask him to leave.After Mr. Fei was invited out, the emperor saw that it was getting late, and ordered the Shangshufang to buy dinner, and then pulled Fang Yu to talk about the folk market, as if he wanted to keep him for dinner.

When the carriage arrived in front of Fang's mansion, the moon and stars were already thin.

The dishes in the palace are very delicate and delicious, and the taste is still very good, but after all, it is a meal with the boss, and he has to boast while eating, and he has to eat quantitatively. The meal that was originally the most enjoyable was stiff and he couldn't eat it into his stomach. A few mouthfuls.

"Xuezhu, ask the kitchen to give me a bowl of noodles."

As soon as he got off the carriage, he hurriedly gave instructions. As soon as he finished speaking, a moon-white figure came lightly in the late night spring breeze: "You are back."

Fang Yu held Qiao Hezhi's hand: "Didn't I come back with a message saying that I stayed in the palace to eat today before returning, so why are you still waiting outside?"

Qiao Hezhi didn't say anything, and hurriedly dragged people into the house. When there was no one around, he pursed his lips and looked at Fang Yu with a embarrassed face.

Seeing this expression, Fang Yu slightly lowered his head and approached, teasingly: "Why did you have such an expression, did you commit a crime?"

Qiao Hezhi nodded sincerely, and Fang Yu's eyebrows twitched: "What's the matter?"

"Later today, Mrs. Fei's wife from Zhan Shi's mansion came here and brought a generous gift." Qiao Hezhi said sullenly, "Our family and Lord Fei's mansion have never had any social relations, and I confiscated the sudden gift. You and Mr. Fei But acquaintance? Don't hurt your feelings by acting inappropriately."

Fang Yu frowned, this Fei Zhengqing is really interesting, after careful calculation, the two of them really didn't have much communication, at most it was the nodding acquaintance of Banjun during the autumn hunting, such a high-ranking veteran with no relatives and no reason He wouldn't pay attention to such a small official at all, but now he met in front of the emperor, and he arranged a generous gift to come here, the meaning is self-evident.

"What gift did you bring?"

Qiao Hezhi's eyes narrowed, and his expression was slightly angry: "The two beautiful women said that Mr. Xiaofang is busy with government affairs, and if they want to stay and serve him well, they can also share my worries."

"This is because I know that my family has a simple population, and I am in a hurry to send two concubines to have fun." Fang Yu shook his head. This kind of thing is common in Beijing, and concubines are like jewels and jade artifacts. Gifts are given freely, and no one will say something bad about giving them to concubines.

The custom is like this. I think back when I was in Yuncheng, I saw Li Cheng, a prodigal gentleman from the capital. He had heard a little about the custom, but he was a little curious, and looked at Qiao Hezhi: "How did you reject Madam Fei?"

Qiao He was a little guilty, thinking that Fang Yu had promised him many times that he would not take concubines, so he took out a chicken feather as an arrow: "I said that Fang's family has ancestors' precepts, and they are not allowed to take concubines."

Fang Yu burst out laughing: "Thank you for coming up with such an excuse."

Qiao Hezhi was impatient, he grabbed Fang Yu's hand and said, "That's what to do."

"What can I do? Naturally, I will tell the lie for you, and come up with an ancestor's precept that you should not take concubines." Fang Yu was very happy for Qiao Hezhi's protection, and he didn't care that Mr. Fei was rejected by Li Gao Unhappy, he squeezed Qiao Hezhi's hand tightly.

"Are you really not angry?" Qiao Hezhi raised his eyes and looked at him cautiously.

"Why am I angry, but future generations will probably scold me." Fang Yu said with solid satisfaction: "He Zhi, you handled it well this time. If you use other excuses to push back today, it's hard to guarantee In the future, no one else will come to your door, and the customs in the capital are like this, so there is no way."

"By following the teachings of the ancestors, once and for all, sending gifts to the door is for the joy of the host family. Knowing that it is a gift to offend the host family, others will never give it again, and it will save us trouble in the future."

Qiao Hezhi was quite touched when he heard the words. If it was just a promise back then, it is now a reality: "After all, Mr. Fei is Zhan Shi, and he is a third-rank official. This refusal may cut off the possibility of contact."

Fang Yu pulled Qiao Hezhi to sit down: "Master Fei belongs to the Crown Prince, and he is wooing Fang's family now, so we will work for the Crown Prince in the future. Most of the people who follow the Crown Prince are pedantic and respectful elders. Or maybe the former part of the prince's natal family, the prince is cowardly and embarrassing, so this move is not a gamble. Furthermore, He Zhi, we are already in the Sixth Master's camp. Although we are close to the prince, we can do things for the sixth master. The consequences are unimaginable, and this path must not be pursued.”

"Liu Ye is really thinking about us. He didn't expose me to the court with great fanfare. One is to let everyone think that I am neutral, and the other is because Liu Ye doesn't have complete confidence. He is afraid that he has failed. If nothing happens today, I won’t end up in the court like other defeated parties. I have no intention of colluding with the princelings. For this reason, you can relax and don’t have to worry about today’s events.”

Qiao Hezhi heaved a sigh of relief. The surface of the capital was calm, but there was a real danger hidden. He held Fang Yu's sleeve, feeling sorry for Fang Yu: "I am safe in the back house. If you go to court every day, I am afraid that you will see Mr. Fei be tortured." It's cold."

"Others have the right to give gifts, and we also have the right to refuse. Don't worry, I'm being favored right now. Even if he doesn't like me, he won't make it too obvious."

Fang Yu pinched Qiao Hezhi's face: "I'm starving to death, eat noodles to see Xiao Qingyan."

Qiao Hezhi laughed: "Qingyan was carried to the General's Mansion by me today, and learned to sit alone with Young Master Xiao, and didn't even take a nap. I was tired this morning and was carried to sleep by the nanny."

Fang Yu said again: "How is General Xiao's injury? Last time, he was still lying on the bed and unable to move."

Speaking of this, Qiao Hezhi sighed: "General Xiao's right leg was seriously injured, new injuries piled up with old injuries, and now he can get up and walk a little bit, but his right leg has not yet recovered. You Lian often sighed because of this matter, But fortunately, having a child, the younger couple put their minds on the child, so they are much relieved."

"At that time, you can go to the newspaper office and ask for a doctor who specializes in treating leg diseases. Although all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital have been invited to treat them, but the world is so big, what if there are quack warlocks who specialize in leg diseases? Contributing is not."

Qiao Hezhi nodded: "You seem to be with me now."

Fang Yu ate the noodles. Although the child had already fallen asleep, he still couldn't help the old father's love, so he went to the West Wing to see the child before giving up.

The weather is hot, and the child's crib is not as thick as the bedding in winter. It is soft and not changed, but it is much thinner.The cold moonlight poured down from the window, and there was only one not-so-bright lamp left in the room.

Fang Yu squatted down in front of the crib softly, and saw the baby sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed in the pile of brocade, his hand was still clenched into a small fist, his flesh was like white dough, round like a lotus root His arms were sticking out of the quilt.

During the day, the small golden bell Ruyi bracelet on the wrist jingled with the child's movements, and the bells became quiet at night.

Fang Yu wants to kiss the child but is afraid of waking him up, the old father is also pitiful, if it is early in the morning, it will be fine, and he can still hold the child in the garden for a while, even if it is not long, he can still untie the hug Looking at the tenderness of the soft little bumps, when he came back late, he didn't even have the chance to hold the child, so he could only see the child's sleeping face.

He tenderly tucked the quilt up for the child. Although he couldn't get enough of the child, he looked up at Qiao Hezhi who was squatting on the other side, his face was already a little tired, and he couldn't help raising his hand, signaling for him to go back and rest.

The two were walking in the corridor under the moonlight. Fang Yu put his hands behind his back and said suddenly: "I think the family rules of the ancestors need to be made more perfect. Not only are the descendants of the Fang family not allowed to take concubines, but they must also marry the younger sister of the Fang family." Brothers and daughters should not take concubines either."

Qiao Hezhi couldn't help laughing: "I really want to come out, I want to have such a son-in-law, but is there such a person in the world?"

Fang Yu stood still: "I don't want to cling to the princes and nobles, but I want to treat each other with sincerity. Even if you marry a low-ranking man, it doesn't matter. After all, my father can support me."

Qiao Hezhi slapped Fang Yu: "Qingyan is only so old, but you want to get married, is there any father like you?"

"Aren't I making long-term plans for my children? But you're right, it's not good to get married, it's best to get married."

Qiao Hezhi looked at the person who was walking towards the moonlight with his hands behind his back, and said helplessly, "You are going outside the house."