After teasing the important minister, he took it seriously

Li Chengqi was stunned for a moment, but only for a moment.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but none of them was confessed to Xie Mingyue.

Back then when he was still in power, Xie Mingyue had already dared to hide Chen Cang in the dark, but now he has no power to restrain a chicken, and no close and trustworthy courtiers are around, how dare he reveal his identity so easily?Besides, even if he explained truthfully, Xie Mingyue would not know whether Xie Mingyue believed in such a strange thing, Li Chengqi felt that Xie Mingyue would treat him as a lunatic more than he believed it.

"What?" He opened his eyes and asked tremblingly.

It seemed to be beyond fear.

"Before His Majesty sent ice to Xie's residence, I thought His Majesty knew about it long ago." Xie Mingyue said.

Li Chengqi explained in a low voice, "Master Xiaohou, I beg you to find a husband for Gu. This is a thank you gift from Master Gu."

His explanation became less and less confident in Xie Mingyue's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Li Chengqi didn't know what it meant when he ordered people to deliver things back then, but now seeing Xie Mingyue's smile, he subtly felt that it would be better for him not to explain clearly.

"Your Majesty is very smart." Xie Mingyue looked quite relieved when she said this, he meant something, but Li Chengqi didn't point it out, she just pretended to be stupid timidly.

The biggest advantage of young people is that others are more tolerant of them than adults.

If such a cowardly look was unimaginable on the previous Li Chengqi, it would definitely attract criticism, but the little emperor is not the case, it is just a child, this kind of behavior is harmless.

"I'm not smart." He muttered, "Even a little cleverness is scared away."

Xie Mingyue smiled when he listened to his childish complaints. Xie Mingyue looked at his fluffy hair, and wanted to reach out to rub it again, "Your Majesty said you don't have to be afraid of me," he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Li Chengqi's hair , Li Chengqi had sharp eyes and avoided Xie Mingyue before touching him, "But since your majesty is afraid, please be more sensible."

Li Chengqi said in her heart that the one who wants to touch is you, the one who wipes her hands is the one who still needs to be touched, and I will never get used to your broken problems.

"I'm ignorant, so I need my husband to teach me well." After being afraid, he would talk back, tilting his head slightly, with a provocative smile, like a cat raising its paw.

Xie Mingyue smiled, but didn't think it was disobedient.

Li Chengqi said casually: "Xie Xiangyu has a long-term interest in state affairs, and has to allocate time to teach the orphans. It is really troublesome to Xie Xiang. Thanks to the ministers like Xie Xiang, our Zhou Dynasty can be prosperous in the country," he paused. Dun, "In my opinion, Xie Xiang, the elders of the two dynasties, has made great contributions. The merit of thanking Xiang Xiang is comparable to that of the late emperor."

Xie Mingyue heard that there was still a smile on the corner of her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes.

Li Chengqi suddenly felt helpless.

He even belittled himself to praise Xie Mingyue's achievements. What is Xie Mingyue unhappy about? Moreover, this displeasure is not just pretending, but really displeased.

It would be great if your protection of my reputation after death can be put before my death.

Li Chengqi even wanted to pat Xie Mingyue on the shoulder and tell him that Xie Qing doesn't have to be like this.

"Your Majesty is nothing but rotten grass, and cannot compare to the brilliance of the former emperor's bright moon," Xie Mingyue said in a calm tone, "Your Majesty does not know the achievements of the late emperor, and it will be inconvenient for him to go to court in the future. Today, I am not giving lectures in Changle Palace. Come here, and go to the study to get the book of the ancestors. "

Li Chengqi was shocked.

The palace servants lowered their heads, not daring to look at the little emperor's face, and took orders to go out.

Xie Mingyue had a friendly face, "Copying this book of the ancestors can not only know the life of the emperor, so that he won't have nothing to say when asked about the ancestors, but also can practice calligraphy, and can also calm down and cultivate his mind. It can be said to kill three birds with one stone."

Let him copy his own life?

Li Chengqi's expression was like swallowing a plate of bitter melon, Xie Mingyue's words were high-sounding, and even if he asked Li Chengqi to copy without looking for a reason, Li Chengqi couldn't find any reason to refuse, unless his hand was broken now.

Li Chengqi dawdled, "Lonely."

"Your Majesty can just copy it on the bed," Xie Mingyue was considerate, "It just so happens that there is a table that the late emperor used on the bed."

Li Chengqi really wanted to ask whether the late emperor liked to eat in bed, but he felt that if he asked, Xie Mingyue might ask him to copy it twice, so he kept his mouth shut.

He hated it, hated Xie Mingyue, hated the civil servant who wrote the ancestor's book, hated why he insisted on writing memorials in bed in his previous life.

Li Chengqi lay on the table.

Whether he was sitting or not, Xie Mingyue didn't say a word to remind him, and tapped his back lightly with the rolled up book.

Li Chengqi was caught off guard and jumped up suddenly.

"A gentleman sits in danger." Xie Mingyue said.

Xie Mingyue was standing all the time, with her back straight and straight like a green bamboo. Li Chengqi couldn't refute what she said, so she sat upright angrily.

In his previous life, he had an excellent manner, even when he was seriously ill, as long as he could sit up, he would not relax at all.

Pretty, but tiring.

Li Chengqi didn't look at Xie Mingyue, but stared intently at the table.

The wood chosen for the table was not the best. Li Chengqi wanted it urgently, and he didn't care about the material. He ordered the craftsman to use whatever he had. This table had been placed on his bed for more than ten years, and the table top was old and scratched.

Xie Mingyue fetched pen and ink.

Li Chengqi still didn't look up, except for the table, there was only the hand laying the inkstone on the table.

Xie Mingyue's hand is the hand holding the pen.

It was too close, Li Chengqi could almost see the thin cocoons on it.

Upon closer inspection, his hands have injuries, calluses, and textures that ordinary people have. They are not so perfect, not so unattainable.

There is a smell of medicine in his hand, lingering on the tip of Li Chengqi's nose, light, but surprisingly bitter, Li Chengqi has taken medicine all year round, and he doesn't find the smell unpleasant, on the contrary, he is very familiar with it.

Li Chengqi was startled and raised her head.

He didn't meet Xie Mingyue's eyes, but saw him bowing his head, carefully arranging the things on the table.

When Li Chengqi was still alive, Xie Mingyue also placed pens and inkstones for him when he was sick. It was just a small matter, but Xie Mingyue, who was already an extremely powerful minister at that time, was never willing to give others a hand. It was obviously a few years ago. , but it seems that it is as unremarkable as ever.

Before the two looked at each other, Li Chengqi looked away.

Fortunately, Xie Mingyue didn't look at him.

Otherwise, Xie Mingyue would be amazed at how complicated and entangled the young emperor looked at him.

Shizu Benji was quickly sent to Li Chengqi's desk. Li Chengqi held the pen and did not copy it immediately. She raised her head and asked Xie Mingyue, "Where is Qing Mi?"

Xie Mingyue was concentrating on reading the second volume of the Ancestor's Benji in her hand, and raised her eyes when she heard the words, her tone was flat, neither yin nor yang, "Your Majesty is very concerned about the palace people."

"Gu cares about everyone very much," Li Chengqi replied with a smile, "If the Taifu does a small thing but doesn't come back for a long time, Gu will be worried."

Xie Mingyue closed the book.

Li Chengqi was startled in horror, wondering if this remark was contradicting the teacher.

After waking up, no matter who she faced, Li Chengqi could remember that she was Li Yin and not Li Zhao, the first emperor. This was not the case when she was alone with Xie Mingyue. He was too familiar with Xie Mingyue, and he was too used to Xie Mingyue. , he will unconsciously reveal some old habits.

Wait... Li Chengqi paused, why was she alone?

Li Chengqi said: "Teacher, where are the palace people in Changle Palace?"

"I am afraid that someone in the palace will disturb His Majesty, so I deliberately dismissed the palace people, so that Your Majesty can copy the book with peace of mind."

"Lonely thirsty." Li Chengqi said.

Xie Mingyue put down the book.

Li Chengqi shrank to the inside, "I'm not thirsty anymore." He changed his words very quickly.

Xie Mingyue: "..."

He didn't understand why some people were so afraid of being beaten, and could be so desperately provocative without a long memory.

The little emperor looked at him vigilantly, Xie Mingyue had no choice but to pour tea for him.

When she saw that Xie Mingyue actually went to pour the tea, and put her hand on the cup wall very carefully, Li Chengqi had mixed feelings in her heart.

For more than ten years in power, Li Chengqi has never drank a cup of tea poured by Xie Mingyue himself—but has drank medicine poured by Xie Mingyue himself. Every time Xie Mingyue came to him with a medicine bowl, Li Chengqi had no doubts that he Will say a sentence in the next moment: "Da Lang takes medicine."

Li Chengqi took the tea from Xie Mingyue, and couldn't help but said: "After the orphan dies, move the orphan out of the ancestral temple, and put this cup of tea there."

Xie Mingyue had a delicate expression.

Li Chengqi always felt that he was going to call the imperial physician to show him his brain.

He took a sip of his tea and put the cup down.

Although Xie Qing poured him tea, he was very touched, but this touch was not enough for him to finish the tea made from the original tea leaves of Changle Palace.

Li Chengqi sat upright by the table, but she didn't have any intention of writing.

Xie Mingyue reminded, "Your Majesty."

The boy raised his face, wrinkled his face and said, "Hand hurts."

But he obviously didn't write a single word.

His eyes were clear, and there was no trace of vicissitudes or gloom in the eyes of a young man who hadn't experienced much. When he looked at him with pity, it even made people feel naive.

Xie Mingyue looked at him without saying a word.

Just when Li Chengqi thought that Xie Mingyue was going to ask someone to get the ruler, he looked away and said, "I finished copying it five days ago."

Now it's seven days, five days is it, next month?

Hearing this, his brows widened, and the corners of his raised lips couldn't be pressed down. He raised his hand to pull Xie Mingyue's sleeve, but when he thought of this person's faults, he let it go and asked tentatively, "Then don't you need to write today?"

"Your Majesty, do as you please." Xie Mingyue replied.

If Xie Che saw Xie Mingyue's performance today, he would probably stare out his eyes. Xie Mingyue is busy with work, and there are not many times when he can personally teach Xie Che, but every time Xie Che is impressed, no one else, because Xie Mingyue is too Too harsh.

Xie Che's good handwriting was practiced at the request of Xie Mingyue's wrong and messy writing.

Li Chengqi clicked her tongue in her heart.

In his previous life, he got so many concessions from Xie Mingyue in one day, even if it was a trivial matter.

Is it because the little emperor is young?he said in his heart.

No, Gu was not that big back then.

Li Chengqi bit the penholder.

Xie Mingyue's gaze fell on him.

Li Chengqi immediately spit out the penholder.

The brand-new pen holder has already been bitten by a row of neat white teeth of the little emperor.

Xie Mingyue said lightly: "Change to another one."

Li Chengqi nodded.

Then he watched Xie Mingyue reach out and take his pen away.

It was the same in the past ten years or so. It is said that he not only gave Xie Mingyue a high-ranking official salary, but also gave him various rewards. In Xie Mingyue's hand, it became Master Xie's, and it was done in a fair manner. She didn't know what Xie Mingyue wanted so many pens for.

"That's it for today," Xie Mingyue pinched the middle of the penholder, trying her best to avoid the place where the emperor had bitten her. Li Chengqi wanted to snatch the pen back with such a blatant dislike. "Your Majesty, let's rest first. Rong Chen will leave."

Li Chengqi got up awkwardly, Xie Mingyue was going to dilute his dissatisfaction with Xie Mingyue's use of his pen, "Send it to the Tutor alone."

Xie Mingyue glanced at him, "Does Your Majesty want to send off his ministers dressed like this?"

The little emperor was still wearing pajamas, hadn't washed, and his hair was scattered on his shoulders.

Hearing this, Li Chengqi raised her eyebrows in dissatisfaction.

Gu Gu personally sent you off, and you are still picky about Gu's disheveled clothes?

Xie Mingyue said so, he was so happy that he didn't have to get out of bed, "That lonely eye will send the master out."

Xie Mingyue didn't care about his attitude, she nodded slightly to the little emperor, turned around and walked out.

As soon as Xie Mingyue went out, Li Chengqi immediately lay back on the bed sprawled and pulled down the curtain.

Palace people filed in.

A small palace man went to open the window, and as soon as he opened it, he was softly reprimanded by a slightly higher-ranking female officer to close it, "Such a cold wind, your majesty will have enough heads to cut off your majesty if you get sick!"

……

After copying for three days and two nights, Xie Che finally finished copying the book. Before handing it over to Xie Mingyue, he carefully checked every page for any omissions. When he found a typo or omission, he immediately wrote another page and put down the pen. His wrist was sore and swollen at the time, he took the medicine ordered by the little emperor and spread it evenly on the wound, then bowed his head to make a quick check before walking towards Xie Mingyue's study with the copied book.

Xie Mingyue's study has a separate courtyard, the courtyard is quiet, only the sound of Xie Che's footsteps can be heard, the small nursery in the courtyard has planted a few green flowers and plants that Xie Che doesn't know, but they are not beautiful at all.

The study room is brightly lit, and Xie Mingyue's silhouette stands on the window paper, looking intently writing.

An attendant stood at the door, saw Xie Che approaching, went in first to report, and got Xie Mingyue's approval before signaling Xie Che to go in.

Xie Che entered Xie Mingyue's study lightly.

Compared with the big study in Xie's mansion, this study is much smaller, and it doesn't have so many books, most of the shelves are records of affairs in court.

Xie Che neatly put the copied book on the table as before.

A drop of ink trickled down the tip of the pen, wetting the paper on the table.

Only then did Xie Mingyue come back to her senses.

He looked a little pale in the candlelight, and smiled apologetically at Xie Che, "Sit down." After saying that, Xie Che put down the pen, and Xie Che quickly pushed the stack of papers full of words to Xie Mingyue's hand, and sat down. Down.

Xie Mingyue looked at it and said: "Even if you like it, you can't take the girl back to the mansion for the night. It won't hurt the girl's reputation if you spread it. If you are in love, you can't just be polite, so you can't like it."

Xie Che's mouth was bitter, and he couldn't confess to Xie Mingyue that the girl was the little emperor, and she took the emperor out of the palace privately, but she was not just copying books.

It was Xie Che and Xie Mingyue who made up a reasonable lie that the girl's mother died young, her stepmother abused her, her father didn't care about her, and she ran away from the house after having a quarrel with her stepmother and had nowhere to go to find him. Xie Mingyue did not punish her severely .

"Yes." Xie Che nodded.

He thought about it, and asked tentatively: "Master Hou," Xie Mingyue is not ten years older than him, and it is awkward to call father or father. Choose a companion to read."

Xie Mingyue answered him distractedly, "There is a matter."

Xie Che was a little nervous, and he didn't know why he was nervous, but because facing Xie Mingyue, "Yes, is there anyone to choose?"

Xie Mingyue looked up at him.

"I, I think that although His Majesty is not that smart, he has a pure heart and a pure and kind mind, which can be regarded as a piece of jade in the rough. However, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. After all, Your Majesty is young and has an uncertain temperament. It will affect the mind, and it will be a catastrophe for the country." Xie Che spoke extremely fluently, obviously he didn't know how many times he had thought about it before, and before Xie Mingyue asked a question, he explained it completely.

After speaking, he took a breath.

"I really like the original bamboo slips from the Minister of Rites," Xie Mingyue said, "The other one has not been decided yet." He retracted the manuscript and put it aside, "The handwriting is acceptable. Don't do things like this again in the future, the night is already deep ,Let's go back."

But Xie Che didn't feel at ease at all. He moved away slowly. Since he adopted Xie Mingyue's lineage, this was the first time he was so reluctant to part with Xie Mingyue's study. When he finally walked to the door, he hesitated for a while, and finally spoke. Said: "Master Hou, what do you think of me?"

"You're fine." Xie Mingyue's tone was soft, more like a simple compliment than a serious comment.

Xie Che stared at the smooth blue brick with several cracks, "Then, can you be your Majesty's accompanying reading?" His voice trembled slightly, obviously extremely nervous.

After he finished speaking, the study fell into silence.

Xie Che's heart beat like a drum.

Xie Mingyue seemed a little surprised.

From the moment Xie Che came in, he could smell the medicine on Xie Che's body. This kind of wound medicine was only found in the palace, and it had a light smell. Xie Mingyue had smelled it countless times on Li Zhao during the previous discussions.

But he didn't expect to smell the same medicine on his nominal son.

Xie Mingyue nodded her forehead with a pen, "Go back to sleep." He said.

The author says:

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