I hope to return to the country

In the eyes of the world, the emperor is undoubtedly the most blessed and happiest person in the whole world.

Sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, lying drunk and lying without bounds, the power of life and death is in his hands, and he can say whatever he wants, there is nothing in the world that can make him worry.

But the new king who just sat on the throne of the emperor didn't think so.

Since he came to the throne, he has not lived a day of comfort. The government is chaotic, the treasury is empty, there is a rebellion here, there is a famine there, and the memorials on the dragon case are piled up like a mountain, and he has to wait for him to make up his mind on even the most important matters. But if he really had to wait for him to make a decision, the courtiers who held different opinions at the meeting would quarrel with each other, forcing him to often end up with the words "discuss later".

He asked himself more than once, what's so good about being an emperor?

You have to rise early and be greedy to go to court to discuss government affairs, be diligent and thrifty, be self-disciplined, be wise, be lenient, be kind, be indifferent to emotions, set an example for the world, and not even eat one more bite of your favorite dishes, because that would It will make people guess your preferences, cause flattery to follow suit, or poison and assassinate you, which will bring endless troubles.

In short, this emperor's throne looks supreme and shining golden, but once you sit on it, you will be bound by thousands of rules and restrictions. If you make a mistake, you will be labeled as a foolish emperor and recorded in the history books. Reviled by all ages.

But even though being the emperor made him so painful and anxious, he didn't want to step down from this position easily and benefit others in vain, even if this "other" was his biological son who had made most of the country for him and had made great contributions.

"It's all these bastards! It's such a bullshit!"

As soon as the imperial emperor entered the inner hall, he put away the calm expression on his face in front of outsiders, swung his sleeves and swept all the precious pink porcelain vases, black jade brush washers and other things on the table to the ground. The look of being angry and irritable and jumping feet is no different from that of street traffickers and pawns fighting on the street.

"Knowing that this veil was deliberately made by someone with a heart, but still openly brought it to the court for discussion. On the surface, it is to hold an injustice for me, but in fact it is suitable to embarrass me and see my jokes! Don't think I don't know, the one in the lead Yushi Zhongcheng Zhao Tang and the prince's family, Ning Ping, have a long history, and they are rushing to be pawns! I didn't let the prince return to the capital and didn't crown him, so the prince's party couldn't swallow this breath, and he wanted to come to me if he could find a way Add obstacles and force me to give in, but I won't let them do what they want!"

"Why does Your Majesty have to be so angry? Carefully, I was so angry that I broke my body."

The person who spoke was a handsome man sitting on the couch in the inner hall. He was wearing a sky-blue uniform, his eyebrows were like willows and his eyes were like stars, and his voice came slowly, like a warm spring breeze blowing on his face, soothing him instantly. The anger in the emperor's heart.

"Yan Chu, it's a good thing you're here, otherwise, I wouldn't even have anyone who can speak my mind." The emperor sighed.

The Yanchu he was talking about was Luo Yuelin, the notorious ex-courier of the new dynasty and advising doctor of the new dynasty.

In terms of age, Luo Yuelin is not much different from the emperor, but the years seem to have treated him extraordinarily favorably, without leaving a trace on his face, his skin is smooth and clean, his hair is black, and the young man seems to have eaten something to keep his face It is a magic medicine with good skills, even if it is said that he is the emperor's illegitimate son, many people will believe it.

He didn't kneel or worship the emperor, but the emperor didn't show any displeasure, walked over as if he was used to it, and sat opposite him.

"What kind of tea are you cooking? It smells so good."

"Jade Leaf Clouds."

Luo Yuelin replied, and then offered the freshly brewed cup of steaming tea with both hands.

"This tea is warm in nature, it can calm people's mind, relieve fire and reduce irritation, Your Majesty, try it."

The emperor took the teacup, took a sip, and suddenly felt the fragrance of the tea filled his cheeks, and the warmth entered his throat, as if his internal organs had been properly ironed, making him feel much more comfortable.

The tea cooked by the palace servants he drank on weekdays has never tasted so good, it can be seen that Luo Yuelin has a high level of tea art and cares for him very much.

"Yanchu, you are the only one in this world who truly cares about me."

Holding the teacup, the emperor was full of emotions, and looked at Luo Yuelin's gentle and elegant face, and said with some guilt: "King Su's unbelievable thing drove Yu'er away, and even implicated you in being impeached and abused by the censor , you can’t even go to court, but I hate that I can’t do anything for you, it’s really wronged you.”

"There is nothing to be wronged."

Luo Yuelin smiled indifferently.

"So what if I can't go to court? Can't I still see your majesty, can't your majesty still hear me? The censors like to write memorials to impeach me, so let them finish it, and if they save too much, they will use it to burn , anyway, it’s not me who is mad, and I can save His Majesty some charcoal money.”

The emperor, who was amusing at these words, also laughed heartily, and the boredom in his heart disappeared, and he called people to prepare wine and dishes, and wanted to have two glasses of wine with Luo Yuelin, and talk happily.

If Luo Yue is in peace, he will drink if he is asked to drink, and he will say a few witty words from time to time, coaxing the emperor to be elated, and everyone will be drunk if he is not drunk. After a while, his face is flushed, his eyes are slack, and he is leaning crookedly on the cushion. On the road, one after another, they said some nonsensical and muddled things.

"Your Majesty, you are drunk."

Gently placing the white jade wine glass in his hand on the table, Luo Yuelin got up and walked to the desk, and picked up a snow-white handkerchief from the ground.

There were a few lines of doggerel written profusely on the veil, to the effect that the emperor was a thief who had not passed on the jade seal of the country, and that he was a thief who stole his throne. His name was not right and his words were not right, and sooner or later he would be replaced by the real king of destiny.

In any dynasty, writing such rebellious words and propagating them everywhere is tantamount to treason.

This is why the emperor was furious when he entered the door just now.

In fact, this is not the first time Luo Yuelin has seen this handkerchief. As early as half a month ago, he had already reported to the emperor in private a batch of handkerchiefs with anti-poetry inscriptions intercepted in the market, and told the emperor , Judging from the texture of these handkerchiefs, it is likely to come from Yanzhou, and Yanzhou is where Ning Pinghou is located. This matter should be related to Ningpinghou and the prince.

But the emperor's reaction after hearing Ning Pinghou was very strange. Although he was very angry and hated, he insisted on holding back. Not to mention accusing Ning Pinghou, he didn't even ask Ning Pinghou to write a letter to explain it. Take it lightly, as if nothing happened.

Luo Yuelin asked many times on the sidelines, but the emperor always talked about him, never answered directly, and seemed to be trying his best to cover up some hidden secrets that were not known to the public.

"Your Majesty, your letter should have been sent to the county magistrate of Yancheng by now."

"Manuscript, what is it?"

The emperor raised his head in a daze, and it took him a long time to react.

"Oh, let them recover the imperial seal from the crown prince..."

He laughed again as he spoke, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Nowadays, everyone knows that I am the king without a seal. If I make such a fuss again, it will tell the world that the crown prince has a jade seal in his hand. He is the destiny of heaven. And I am not compatible with his father and son. Sooner or later, he will force me to Abdicate? Wouldn't the court and those powerless forces outside have to stand in line with the prince?"

"It doesn't have to be to stand in line, or it may be to have ghosts."

Luo Yuelin put away the handkerchief in his hand, with a half-smile on his face.

"Every man is innocent, but he is guilty of carrying jade. This is a great country. Everyone wants to get a share. How can they be willing to give it up to the prince? You also said that the prince has tens of thousands of personal guards, all of whom are elite teachers." It is enough to force the palace to rebel, and it is a huge threat to you, so why not let those people outside with ulterior motives consume this bodyguard, let them both lose, and won't you be the one who benefits in the end?"

Holding the wine glass, the emperor froze for a moment, but still shook his head.

"If the prince is really easy to deal with, why should I wait until today? Yan Chu, your idea is just to let more people die under the prince's hands, it's useless."

"It is too early for His Majesty to draw conclusions now."

Luo Yuelin walked slowly back to the emperor, refilled himself a glass of wine, bent down and lightly touched the glass in the emperor's hand.

"Whether it is useful or not, His Majesty will know later."

Twilight is sinking, it is almost dusk.

When Le Ziyu came out of the county government office, he was really refreshed and full of ambition.

Although he has no experience in how to defend and kill the enemy, this does not prevent him from speaking eloquently and logically in front of everyone, coupled with his superior appearance and noble temperament, the documents and others have ignored his youthful immaturity , was convinced by him, and everything was at his disposal.

However, Le Zhiyu is somewhat self-aware. He has read the allusion of talking about soldiers on paper, and knows what the end of blind self-confidence will be, so he didn't really plan to confront the bandits head-on. Show your face and win people's hearts.

Anyway, since Qingdan will kill the county magistrate, the so-called bandits attacking the city is just a rumor, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

At that time, when I have had enough of the limelight, I will have someone pull back the corpses of the bandits killed by Qin Zhiyi on the mountain yesterday to show the public, and this matter can be explained satisfactorily.

The right time, place and people are all on his side, this wave is sure to make money!

"My lord, are you really going to that Yan Zhu Tower?"

Su Er drove the rented carriage, after thinking about it, he still felt that something was wrong.

"This name doesn't sound like a decent place. I heard that there are some villains out there who are looking at the good-looking girls and boys on the street. They lured them to Fireworks Lane with sweet words. From then on, they have to be forced to sell their bodies to make a living. ..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Le Ziyu interrupted him, held the tassel of the wooden sign in his hand, and held it up to his eyes for a careful look.

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger cub? I think that person has some knowledge. How can ordinary people know that Qingdan has so many inside stories? If the master of Luanfei Pavilion is really talking about Zhulou, I missed this Isn’t it a pity to lose a piece of help to restore the country?”