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Yu Taotao looked at him with crooked eyebrows and smiled, "Is Ah Wan still obedient by your side?"

Xiao Lingming hummed, "She is very devoted to reading and writing. If you miss her, you can come to Hanyuan Hall to see her from time to time."

Yu Taotao shook her head slightly when she heard this, and she blinked playfully, "It's like the queen's position, if a sage gives a concubine, the concubine will accept it happily, and if a sage doesn't grant a concubine, the concubine will not ask for it."

Xiao Lingming stopped turning the book, raised his eyelids to look at her, smiled suddenly, but stopped talking, Yu Taotao got up obediently when he saw this, and bowed his knees, "I've been bothering you for a long time, Azhi's age I can't leave people alone, so my concubine will leave first."

When Song Xian came back in the evening, Xiao Lingming raised his mouth during the chat between the two.Song Xian was not surprised by Yu Taotao's boldness and frankness, but rather proudly said, "I used to have really good eyesight."

"Your vision is good..." Xiao Lingming originally wanted to say that it was a pity that Yu Taotao's vision was not good, but when the words came to his lips, he realized that he scolded himself together, and then swallowed it back.

Beginning on the third day of the seventh lunar month, it is a large Dharma meeting where great masters of the two countries give public lectures.

The two of them had breakfast together that day, and Song Xiancai got up and went to Mizhu Temple to listen to the scriptures and Taoism lectures by Polish Master Hai and Great Yuan Mizhu Temple Master.

Not long after the emperor left, courtiers entered the palace one after another to discuss matters. According to the example of the old year, when there were ceremonies, the ministers would postpone their interviews and responses to the evening, but Xiao Lingming thought that Song Xian would go every day, and now he used ice Mizhu Temple, who was like a steamer, suffered, so he simply took over the affairs of the government.

"...This matter is just as Yang Qing said." Xiao Lingming asked again: "How is your teacher's health?"

Yang Jing bowed and replied: "Mother, the teacher is just an age-related illness and cannot tolerate the extreme heat. My mother sent Qian Medical Order to take care of it the day before yesterday. Now it has improved a lot."

Xiao Lingming nodded, "Wu Yan is the emperor's teacher and served the three dynasties. When the eldest son of the emperor is older, the emperor intends to make Ah Zhi worship him as a teacher again. You go back and tell him that you must take care of your body. You can return to the emperor." Rely on him."

After Yang Jing and the other courtiers all retreated, Hanlin Wen Daizhao, who had been serving him all the time, leaned forward and said, "President Wu is old, and now he is teaching His Highness the Princess. Did you force him a little bit?"

Xiao Lingming glanced at Wen Xingzhi, who was kneeling beside him with lowered brows and pleasing eyes, and saw him smile slightly, "Besides, Prime Minister Wu, a veteran of the three dynasties, has never seen such a storm. At this age, I am afraid that he wants to keep the posthumous title of Wenzheng." , it’s more safe to walk, it’s hard for you to use. The princess is fine, your majesty is now thinking about becoming a queen, the eldest son of the emperor is living in the eldest son, and he doesn’t keep him by your side. Although he is still young, you always want It is planned that no one can pass him by Wu Xiang as a teacher, but you might as well prepare a few people who are loyal to you, who will teach the eldest son of the emperor together with Wu Xiang in the future."

"Loyal to Gu." Xiao Lingming snorted and knocked on a few cases, "For example?"

Wen Xingzhi was stared straight into her pair of beautiful eyes, and felt his heart beating like a drum. He stretched out his hand to take the cold tea that was always served from the hand of the palace man, and raised it above his head, "Yes, I wish to be your mother." Follow the lead."

Xiao Lingming looked at him quietly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to put it on the edge of the cold tea bowl, but he didn't intend to force him, a playful look flashed across his face, "Lord Wen?"

Seeing that she didn't answer, Wen Xingzhi looked up slightly, and saw that she was looking down at him as if nothing, her bright red lips were glowing with soft and moist water, and the tantalizing sweet and bitter fragrance was lingering. The ground lingered on Wen Xingzhi's nose, and the round pearls falling from her bun swayed on her snow-white forehead, which made his mind agitated, and he moved his hands boldly to cover Xiao Lingming's drape. The fingertips on the side of the bowl, "The whole heart of what you do is all on the empress alone."

Xiao Lingming, who was offended in this way, was not annoyed, he just curled his lips into a smile, pulled his hands away, and looked at Wen Xingzhi leisurely, "Master Xiao Wen was famous for his good articles and outspoken words during the reign of the first emperor."

He frowned as he said, as if he was recalling some vague past, "When the first emperor intended to regard the present as an orphan, Wen Qing seemed to have written a lot of words."

Wen Xingzhi put down the tea bowl in his hand without blushing, put his hands on his side, slightly arched his back, and said: "At that time, I was thousands of miles away from my empress, and everything I heard and known was just rumors passed down from mouth to mouth. But now that I am working by the empress's side, I know how ridiculous the rumors and fallacies are, and I am willing to do my best to atone for the credulity of people's words that day."

Xiao Lingming was noncommittal about this, and asked instead: "If I remember correctly, Mr. Wen must have a background in farming..."

"Yes, it is because of this that I can be a lone minister of your mother and not be burdened by your relatives." Wen Xingzhi looked up with burning eyes.

"It's because of this that when Wen Qing continued to hit a wall one after another, he wrote an article "Wang Xie Fu" that was popular among Pingjing literati back then, satirizing Pingjing's daughter for not rewarding poor scholars, and full of wealth and honor?" Xiao Lingming said, relaxing. Leaning against each other, "When I was reading it, I was always curious as to what kind of person should write such articles."

"Today's glimpse..." Xiao Lingming still had that dignified expression, but the coldness between his brows and eyes gradually emerged, "It turns out that the person who can write such soft and fragile articles is a great talent who judges others by himself, Wen Wen Qing thinks that she deeply hates that she has not been able to propose a skirt for many years, and now I finally give you a chance."

Xiao Lingming looked at Wen Xingzhi's handsome face that alternates between green and white, and reprimanded: "Wen Xingzhi, it's not that you don't have ink in your belly, and most of the things you do are decent and perfect. I still want to use you, so I just point you, you In the future, there is still salvation if you change your mind, if you are looking forward to the Zhongnan shortcut to reach the sky in one step every day, I might as well show you a clear way!"

"Next time, I will randomly find a scary famous person to write a beautiful article, go to the Xuanming Hall and kneel to die, and find a chance to bump my head to death in front of the Xuanming Hall. He will be the number one among the civil servants I will fight with. It will surely leave a name in history!"

"Go back and think about it carefully! Do you want to be a pet or a minister!"

……

The farce in the Hanyuan Palace during the day naturally couldn't be concealed from Song Xian's ears. He had already seen that Wen Xingzhi had some nasty clinging thoughts towards Xiao Lingming. Xian felt really disgusted, wishing he could drag him back to the palace and kill him.

Xiao Lingming was okay, and he didn't really feel that he was offended, so he persuaded Song Xian who had been hopping around in the Hanyuan Hall for a long time and now finally sat down quietly, "It's still useful if you keep it."

"You still use him?!"

Xiao Lingming lay on the emperor's lap, put down the idle letter in his hand, and said: "It's not like you don't know why I keep this group of so-called Ming parties under wraps. You are no better than the late emperor, relying on literary and martial arts, ZTE's achievements can do whatever you want. Boss Take care of your reputation, and if you encounter something that needs to get your hands dirty, it's better than you to do it with my excuse."

Song Xiannu pouted, "I know that the few groups in the court have been dominant for a long time, and they always have to bring out some newcomers to check and balance, but Wen Xing is not bad."

"Song Xian." Xiao Lingming was obviously annoyed by him, "Do you know why I don't let you be gentle?"

"Huh?!" Song Xian suddenly became vigilant, "Why?"

"Because I've been lying on your lap for so long, but you just want to talk about government affairs with me." Xiao Lingming remained expressionless, "Is it because you can't do it or I can't do it?"