Sick Beauty Plays the System [Quick Transmigration]

"You said... am I old?"

On the twenty-seventh day of the winter month in the 17th year of Daxi Chengshao, the night was quiet, the snow suddenly fell, and the palace was covered with silver and white, like a wax statue standing in the original place, solemn and solemn.

The guard house in Fengjiaofang was completely silent, until a female voice as clear as an oriole sounded with a bit of irritability.

"Why are you arguing! Your Majesty has been critically ill nine times in three months, and every time we are required to enter the palace at night, your Majesty has not yet gone west, and our lords are about to fall ill!"

The little eunuch who came to invite Wei Shangshu secretly complained: the emperor had also ordered before he fell unconscious that if he was dying at night, he must not disturb this adult.

But every time he looked at him, he was not far away from death, who would dare not come to invite him?Besides, Zhu Daban is a stubborn person beyond common sense. He may not be loyal to the emperor, but he is definitely loyal to the palace rules... If Wei Shangshu himself doesn't want to go, that's all.

Although the Minister of the Ministry of Officials is the first of the six ministers, there is no need to wait in front of the emperor's bed to wait for his will when the emperor dies. , A Shangshu is not considered a leader.

However, this lord was born in the mansion of the Duke of Zhen. The old Duke of Zhen assisted the Taizu in founding the country.

And as the only son of the Duke of the country, the little prince who is loved by thousands of people in the whole family, with this full of honor, Wei Hanyue will not enter the official career and spend his whole life idle, and he will still enjoy endless glory and wealth for ten lifetimes.

However, he was born at a young age of six yuan and first, and he easily won Chengshao's 15-year-old champion in the new department, and then skyrocketed in just two years, and sat on the position of Minister of the Ministry of Officials at the age of only 17.

Not to mention, the emperor ordered him to give lessons to the two princes in the Shangshufang on the New Year's Eve of this year... This is the duty of successive Taifus for a lifetime.

Wei Hanyue is really too young to add false titles, but the emperor's intentions cannot be more obvious - when the new emperor Yuji comes, he will be the undisputed leader of the three princes.

When the late emperor relied heavily on the five great families, and because of the large number of heirs, except for the Wei family, the other four great families made their own choices, but none of them made their bets.Today, after the Ninth Five-Year Plan, he was deeply constrained by the aristocratic family, and it took seventeen years of thunderous means to cut off four of them, but he did not move the Wei family, or even held the Wei family - the Zhen Guo government was already unrivaled The leaders of the five aristocratic families are even more prosperous now.

Once the emperor and the courtiers, even though the Wei family never participated in party struggles, there is no check and balance, and it is definitely not conducive to the imperial power-what supernatural powers does the Wei family have, which can be more important than the emperor's arbitrariness?

The emperor's mind, in order to prevent the power from being sidelined, really shouldn't lift up the younger generation of the Wei family, but the emperor just did the opposite, making the Wei family dominance, more and more fire cooking oil, flowers blooming brocade, and no one climbed or fell. heavy trend.

This is why Wei Hanyue's maid dared to point her hips at the eunuch's nose and scold the emperor for making a fuss, and wait until she really died before hiring someone.

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The little eunuch was scolded away by the painting screen, and Wei Hanyue was holding the little raccoon slave and standing on the porch with his cloak in his arms, his fingertips were covered with some snow that was entangled by the wind.

"He is just a messenger. My sister is showing her power to him, and someone else will come next time."

Huaping pushed him into the room and said, "It's snowing again at night, my lord is still cold, what are you doing out there?"

Wei Hanyue looked back frequently and said, "It's really boring, I'll play for a while."

Huaping worked harder, gritted his teeth and said, "If you play any more, you'll have to ask Dr. Lu to come and prescribe a strong medicine for your lord!"

Wei Hanyue: "..."

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Going to Xiaohan Valley today is not intentional to torment people, but was plotted by people during the expedition to Miaojiang ten years ago, and the body was poisoned by Gu, which was undetectable when it was planted, but after ten years of dormancy, it would occur every ten days, every time Both are life-threatening, and whether they can survive depends on the will and physique of the Gu user.

Most people die in one stroke, the strong ones can stand up to three or five strokes, and there has never been one who survived nine strokes like the Son of Heaven.

However, this Gu poison was discovered too late, and it was too late to recover, no matter how much he could endure...he couldn't endure it for too long.

He has not established a concubine in his mid-thirties, and there is only this serious master in the big palace, and the old concubines of the previous emperors in Fushou Palace. The two princes are still inherited from the younger brothers who died in battle. , the expenditure is very economical.

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Shuhui Hall.

The corner of Xiao Hangu's lips was still clotted with black blood, and he was lying in the dragon bed with a description of exhaling more air than inhaling.

The wind chimes under the eaves swayed lightly, and "jingling" shook off a thin layer of sleet snow.

Eyelids moved slightly following the sound, Xiao Hangu once again struggled from the edge of life and death, his eyes were bloodshot when he woke up.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhonglin heaved a sigh of relief, and was busy sending all the ministers who had entered the palace overnight back to the mansion, while he stepped forward and said respectfully, "Officials."

Xiao Hangu said with a "hmm": "You didn't send anyone to guard the house."

Ding Xingwang, a member of the Wei family, was not uncommon to be an official in the imperial court. There were at least five Wei residences in Changjing, but Zhu Zhonglin understood which one he was referring to, and said in a low voice, "Forgive the officials."

Xiao Hangu closed his eyes and said, "Go and receive the punishment yourself."

Zhu Zhonglin was about to take orders, but he heard a clear voice pouring out like clouds: "What is the punishment?"

Hearing the sound, Xiao Hangu immediately sat up with his elbows propped up, endured the severe pain and said: "It's Yin time, the snow is so heavy outside, wouldn't it be cold for you to come here?"

Wei Hanyue sat down, put Xiao Ke on his lap and said, "It's keeping me warm."

Xiao Hangu commanded Zhu Zhonglin proficiently: "Add a charcoal basin, and bring a hand stove for Mr. Lang."

Not "Master Wei", "Shangshu" and "Little Grandpa", but a kind and doting "Lang Jun".

Zhu Zhonglin had been used to it for a long time, and soon he finished it, and then consciously withdrew from the inner room.

Xiao Hangu lifted the brocade quilt, wrapped Wei Hanyue's hands together with the stove, and asked, "Are the shoes and socks wet?"

Wei Hanyue said as if nothing had happened: "That's not true."

Xiao Hangu was dubious, but when he saw that his forehead was slightly wet, he said anxiously: "Have you ever held an umbrella?"

Wei Hanyue simply didn't answer, Xiao Hangu reached out and lifted his calf, took off his wet brocade boots and silk stockings, picked him up and sat on the bed, wrapped the whole brocade quilt around him, and Sitting outside the brocade quilt in a middle coat.

Xiao Hangu grouped the people into a silkworm baby, and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Half of Wei Hanyue's face was buried in the brocade quilt, and the ground dragon was burned in the house, so the cold red nose quickly warmed up. He didn't answer, just blinked, no more innocent.

Xiao Hangu sighed helplessly, and resigned himself to getting out of bed to cook porridge for him. Wei Hanyue hurriedly stopped him and said, "I'm here to visit the doctor, how can I let the patient do all the work for me?"

Xiao Hangu tucked his protruding arm back, felt the coolness on his body through the sleeves of his clothes, wrapped him tighter and said: "Wait."

Cooking the porridge takes some effort, and when Xiao Hangu came back with the sky-blue glazed bowl, Wei Hanyue had already put on the brocade quilt, watching with great interest Zhu Zhonglin clumsily swinging his non-existent sleeves and singing "Da Shen Suo Temple" Yes, looking at it and clapping hands with sparkling eyes.

Xiao Hangu said helplessly: "Okay, step back."

Seeing him approaching, Wei Hanyue asked, "Zhu Banban is almost fifty, why does Uncle Xiao always punish him?"

Xiao Hangu unfolded the brocade quilt again to wrap him up, scooped up a spoon and blew it to his lips, saying: "Come."

Although Wei Hanyue is a picky eater, Xiao Hangu's cooking skills are still trustworthy, but today, as soon as he ate the fresh shellfish and lily porridge, his face suddenly changed, and he spit it all into the spittoon lying on the edge of the bed.

Xiao Hangu was startled, and hurriedly set aside a bowl of Huiming tea to rinse his mouth, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Is it difficult to drink?"

Before serving this bowl, he obviously filled it up a bit and tasted it himself, and only served it after confirming that it fit Wei Hanyue's taste. How could it make the young man so uncomfortable?

Wei Hanyue was silent, and poured another cup of Huiming tea with him, hesitantly said: "Uncle Xiao, try this tea, how about this tea?"

Xiao Hangu recently drank the medicine as water, and he hadn't sent someone to make tea for a long time, seeing his complexion was difficult to distinguish, his heart sank, he hesitated and took a big gulp.

Tasteless.

Xiao Hangu's lips moved, and mechanically poured the rest of the cup into his mouth again.

A few days ago, he was worried because the taste of the food was too bland, but it turned out that the poison had already eroded his sense of taste unknowingly.

However, if the imperial dining room was beaten once, the amount of condiments would be increased, so that he only thought it was the fault of the imperial dining room, and never thought that it was the degradation of the senses.

A needle can be heard in the room for a while.

Wei Hanyue said softly, "Let's order the imperial dining room to prepare. It's time for breakfast."

Xiao Hangu pulled the corners of his lips stiffly and said: "You have never been used to the craftsmanship of the Imperial Dining Room, I'll cook a bowl of Yangchun noodles."

Wei Hanyue really didn't have much appetite, and he didn't want his elders to work any longer, so he simply changed the subject and said, "I took the exams for Ming Zhao and Hui Zhou."

Xiao Hangu pursed his lips and stared at him, lost his battle after a while, took off his coat and sat back on the bed, asking: "How?"

"The qualifications are all excellent. How old is Hui Zhou? He is more mature than Ming Zhao."

Xiao Hangu nodded and said: "You decide on the left and right, there are two wills, you can choose whichever one you see best."

——But Xiao Hangu, the two nephews who pretended to be the prince, were to be renamed by the emperor according to the etiquette after entering the palace. Xiao Hangu originally intended to use the previous name, but at that time he had finished discussing politics with the Duke of Zhen. When the other party stood up, a small piece of paper fell out of his sleeve, and it happened to land on the Huanghuali desk in front of him.

He picked it up without thinking too much, and saw a couple of small poems written on it, which was the first sentence of "Zhou Xing Entering Shan".

"Singing the oars, go down to Dongyang, return to the boat and enter Shan Township."

The brushstrokes are still a little immature, but they already show the charm of a luan and a phoenix. Before Xiao Hangu asked, he saw the Duke of Zhen humbly and said: "I am practicing pens, the officials are laughing at me."

Everyone in the world said that the Wei family was not involved in party disputes, but in fact, Duke Zhen was the biggest help in his success in winning the heir apparent. Therefore, even if he was crowned a great treasure, the two of them did not pay much attention to the etiquette of the monarch and his ministers in private.

Xiao Hangu knew that the Duke of Zhen had only one son, and he was nine years old now, because he was a little weak.

Therefore, it is rarely brought out. I remember seeing him once at a palace banquet when he first ascended the throne. He was still in his infancy, and was terribly treasured by the Zhenguo Gongtuan in his arms. Later, the child disappeared on the night of the Obon Festival. , and he happened to run into it.

Now this word is quite strong.

He couldn't help but praised a few words, unexpectedly the unsmiling Duke Zhen couldn't hold back the corners of his lips and said: "How dare, how dare, he is still a baby, but he is extraordinarily smart, lively and beautiful, not worth mentioning."

Xiao Hangu: "..."

Dumbfounded, he saw Duke Zhen away, and when Zhu Zhonglin came to ask for the names of the two princes, Xiao Hangu swallowed the "Still as usual" that he was about to export for some reason, and took out two sheets of "Ming Zhao" and "Hui Zhou" under the paper book. , ordered: "Let the two of them draw lots."

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Wei Hanyue lowered his eyes and asked: "If I choose Ming Zhao, will Uncle Xiao also be my choice?"

The qualifications are almost the same, but the younger one was chosen as the powerful minister, and the intention behind it makes people have to think deeply.

But Xiao Hangu just pushed down a short hair that was sticking up at the top of his hair and said: "It's also good to choose the second child, young and easy to control."

"Don't worry about others, I...Uncle Xiao only hopes that you can live better."

Wei Hanyue was a little surprised—this was the first time Xiao Hangu called himself Uncle Xiao.

When he was nine years old, he was allowed to enter the study room, and he was not accompanied by the eldest son of the emperor who was five years younger than him. He was only taught by the emperor himself—on the contrary, Xiao Huizhou was taught by the great Confucian scholars in the Wenyuan Palace, and he didn't know which one was the real genius. family blood.

He used to call "officials" in a proper manner, but Xiao Hangu only said: "There is no need to be formal, just call him whatever you want."

He thought about Xiao Hangu's age, and also remembered that the other party was of the same generation as Aye, so he called "Uncle Xiao".

At first Xiao Hangu didn't care about the title, but in the past two years, every time he heard this title, his expression was not obvious, and Wei Hanyue thought that he was getting older and began to refuse to accept the old... But there was another sentence.

Wei Hanyue nodded thoughtfully and said, "Since Uncle Xiao is fine, I'll take my leave first, and it's time to go to the Ministry of Officials."

There was a moment of bewilderment on Xiao Hangu's face, and he asked anxiously: "Shall I go now? It's not yet dawn, the snow is slippery, what if I fell?"

Wei Hanyue didn't take it seriously and said: "The days are short in winter, if we wait until dawn, Maoshi will be over."

He put on new boots and socks sent by Xiao Hangu, and was escorted out of Shuhui Palace by Zhu Zhonglin.

The inner room has returned to silence, and the earth dragon is burning vigorously, but it still appears lifeless and deserted.

When Zhu Zhonglin came back, the emperor was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze. Seeing him approaching, he asked, "Have you delivered it?"

"Yes, the old servant only walked back after watching the gentleman enter the official office well."

Xiao Hangu fell silent again.

Wei Hanyue is sometimes astonishingly sensitive and sometimes astonishingly dull. The watershed is that once someone is included in the category of "family" by him, it is difficult for him to detect when the other party is doing love in the name of family affection. Out of bounds.

The thick snow on the blue palace tiles glowed with a cold light like stars, and the whiteness was reflected on the man's face, making him look exhausted, as if covered by dark clouds outside sun wheel.

"Zhu Zhonglin, do you think... am I old?"

Zhu Zhonglin carefully said: "The official family is in the prime of life...it is not old."

Xiao Hangu smiled self-deprecatingly.

"It's too old."

The author says:

"Boat Traveling into Shan", author Cui Hao;

Old Xiao was wronged, he went offline quickly, and had an unrequited love all his life;

Dear friends, I have signed a contract. I will reduce the number of words before entering v. The next one will be Monday night, and it is expected to be v next Thursday. I look forward to meeting you in chapter v——

Happy weekend everyone!Good luck for the second half of the year! !

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!