Your Majesty favors the beauty of bamboo horse disease

your hands are so cold

Is this wrong?But he still hasn't said his reason...

Xie Yuanshi approached, "When will he recruit you?"

Shen Yuzhu paused, and said, "No."

"Really?" Xie Yuanshi didn't believe it, "Then is this the first time you saw him today?"

Shen Yuzhu told him truthfully: "I saw him from afar in Song Ge's old mansion before. At that time, he was carrying a fishing rod with a basket of fish hanging on it. He was chased by his elder brother, and the fish in the bamboo basket ran away while he was running. Fall out."

Xie Yuanshi: "..."

It really sounds like a day for decades, no wonder he has such good physical strength when running.

"Plums, plums, sweet and sour plums..."

An old man was carrying a load of plums along the river bank, Xie Yuanshi turned his head to look, "There are already plums."

"The first batch just arrived. They were shipped from the south of the Yangtze River after brewing. They just arrived today." The old man smiled honestly: "Young master, two catties?"

"A little bit."

The old man put down his shoulder pole, lifted the lid of the bamboo basket, and there were two different kinds of plums in the bamboo baskets, "There are sour ones and sweet ones, which one do you like?"

Xie Yuanshi liked sweets, so what he wanted was naturally sweet. The old man handed him a bag of wrapped plums, and Shen Yuzhu handed over the silver to the old man.

"Old man, a pack of sour plums."

It was Meng Xiaojun, Meng Anyi, who was speaking. He was bending down to weigh plums with the old man. Next to him stood Mrs. Meng Shao's wife, Hua Qinyu.

Hua Qinyu recognized the emperor and King Qin, she didn't notice it when she first came here, but now they are facing each other, and they are blessed.

After Meng Anyi bought the plums, he stood up, turned his back to the others, squeezed a plum and stuffed it into his wife's mouth. Hua Qinyu was embarrassed to show her love between husband and wife in front of King Qin and the emperor, so she hid for a while.

Meng Anyi was puzzled, thinking that Hua Qinyu didn't like the taste: "Ma'am, I just tasted it, it's sour, you must like it."

As he spoke, he handed it forward again.

Hua Qinyu took Meizi over and signaled to him that there was someone behind him, and Meng Anyi looked back.

"what!"

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness King Qin... I have seen—"

"Ugh—" Meng Anyi was halfway through speaking, Hua Qinyu was covering her handkerchief, obviously feeling unwell.

"lady!"

Meng Anyi patted Hua Qinyu's back, and only breathed a sigh of relief when Hua Qinyu got better.

General Meng's heart and eyes were all about his wife, but Hua Qinyu felt embarrassed by an outsider and pushed his hand.

Meng Anyi apologized to the two: "My wife is unwell, Your Majesty forgives my rudeness."

Xie Yuanshi pointed the way: "There is a medical clinic 30 meters to the east. Why don't General Meng take Mrs. Meng to the medical clinic?"

Meng Anyi said: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern, but my wife's health is fine, it's just because she's pregnant, so the morning sickness is severe."

"So that's how it is," Xie Yuanshi suddenly understood why he wanted to buy sour plums, and sincerely congratulated, "Congratulations to both of you."

After the couple left, Xie Yuanshi and Shen Yuzhu also left the tea stand and walked along the river bank.

"It's only been less than three months since they got married," Xie Yuanshi recalled when they got married, "Mrs. Meng is already pregnant, that's great."

Shen Yuzhu nodded, "Yeah, their relationship is really good, and they were pregnant so early."

Xie Yuanshi turned to look at him, feeling that the two of them were talking about different points, but he had no proof.

Shen Yuzhu tilted his head.

Xie Yuanshi: Well, you are right.

The two of them didn't walk along the river bank for a long time, and there was another bridge in front of them. It happened that Zhang Yushi came out of the horizontal alley with brisk strides, and walked forward with his head buried.

Followed by a baby grandson who followed suit.

Probably because everyone is resting and taking a bath today, it is relatively leisurely.

"Grandfather, oh, grandfather, please slow down and listen to me..."

Zhang Jingran had the account book in one hand and the abacus in the other hand, "There is a problem with the accounts of Dongjie and the suburbs of Beijing. The shopkeeper has not come to pay the accounts in person for half a year. He sent someone to ask and replied that the business is busy and there is no time to take care of it. Listen, isn't this prevarication!"

Zhang Yushi stopped to take care of his precious grandson: "But isn't there a total of [-]% missing in this account?"

Zhang Jingran said earnestly, "Two per cent is also money."

Zhang Yushi: "Two centimeters?"

"I don't mean that two per cent is a lot. I want to say that what is missing now is two per cent. If we don't deal with it properly, we will lose two hundred or two thousand in the future. What should we do?"

Zhang Yushi said quietly: "Grandson, our Zhuangzi doesn't make that much money."

Zhang Jingran: "..."

Unlike merchants, the Zhang family is an official from generation to generation, and Zhuangzi's shops are all dowry by his wife. They don't count too much money, and they don't care much about how much money they can make. As long as the accounts are not bad, and there are no major problems, the owner will also Open one eye and close one eye.

Zhang Yushi: "Grandson, tell your grandfather, do you want to do business in the future?"

Zhang Jingran shook his head: "But mother and grandmother have been worshiping Buddha at Haiyun Temple outside the city for half a month. Before grandmother and mother left, they left the family affairs to grandson to take care of. Naturally, grandson must devote himself to it."

Zhang Yushi: "Do you want to consider becoming an official? Don't worry about these trivial matters."

Zhang Jingran resolutely refused, he would rather be in business than to become an official: "No, grandfather, let's discuss where the two cents will go."

Zhang Yushi was about to leave again, Zhang Jingran followed behind and said, "Grandfather, grandfather, please don't leave, just wait for me."

Zhang Yushi raised his beard and waved his hands: "Don't ask me these things."

Zhang Jingran: "But grandson is indecisive, shouldn't he ask grandfather you?"

Zhang Yushi went onto the bridge without looking back: "Ask your father!"

Zhang Jingran chased after him and walked beside Zhang Yushi, saying, "A mid-year government inspection, my father left for Fuyang yesterday, have you forgotten?"

Zhang Yushi: "Then you write to him."

Zhang Jingran: "Then I might as well go directly outside the city to find my grandmother and mother."

Zhang Yushi copied his hands and nodded: "Alright."

Zhang Jingran: "Grandfather!"

The two gradually walked away, under the tree in the distance, Xie Yuanshi who had heard the whole journey: "Hahaha."

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite." Xie Yuanshi said.

Shen Yuzhu also laughed, but he said: "The scriptures of Zhang Yushi's family are easier to read than those of Song Ge's family."

Shen Yuzhu noticed that Zhang Jingran's hair was tied behind his head with a headband just now, and he asked: "Young Master Zhang, it looks like he hasn't crowned yet."

Xie Yuanshi heard Zhang Yushi mention it last time: "I heard it is the second half of the year."

Shen Yuzhu nodded, "It looks almost the same."

"Zhang Yushi is not much older than Song Ge's boss, right?" Xie Yuanshi said: "The two young masters are eight or nine years apart in age, but there is a generation gap between them."

The two missed the bridge and turned back along the alley.

Shen Yuzhu said: "Zhang Yushi got married early, but the eldest grandson of Song Ge's hometown is more than ten years old this year."

……

The two returned to the palace, Dali Temple Minister Liu Zuojia came to the palace to find Shen Yuzhu to discuss court affairs, it was said that a serious case had been solved, Shen Yuzhu went to listen to his report, Xie Yuanshi went back to the Yangju Hall by himself.

The taste of plums is really good, but the paper of this bag of plums is a bit strange, different from the usual oil paper wrapped in food...

Xie Yuanshi paused the hand holding the plums, found a plate containing pastries from the table, poured all the plums on top of the pastries, picked up the wrapping paper of the plums and took a closer look.

The light white handwriting is mixed in the texture of the oiled paper packaging.

"Return to Beijing soon."

Followed by a token pattern of King Qin.

Xie Yuanshi disposed of the wrapping paper, and continued to eat plums happily.

When Shen Yuzhu came back, Xie Yuanshi had already finished eating plums, played the piano, and was sitting at the piano table reading a storybook.

It is a story written by Shen Yuzhu last time, based on Mrs. Meng, the little general Meng.

The same young general and official lady, but Shen Yuzhu's way of thinking has always been different from others.The two families were opposed in the court and divided into two factions. Due to some disagreements in the affairs of the court, they had no contact on weekdays.

Even at a certain banquet, the younger generations of the two families had a quarrel in public, and everyone knew about it afterwards.

Unexpectedly, one day, on a whim, the emperor married these two people.The two families seemed to be blown up, but neither of them had the guts to disobey the imperial decree, so they had to prepare for the wedding with a strong face and a smile.

As everyone knows, this marriage decree was requested by the two newlyweds from the emperor.

The emperor saw that the relationship between the two was a little stiff, and he wanted to reconcile it, so he called the two over to try to mediate, but he found out that the two had already communicated with each other.

This is better, so the emperor resolutely decreed to grant the marriage.

The two newlyweds are very affectionate. After the official lady got married, although the husband's family and my family had different political views, they didn't treat her harshly because of these, and all the courtesies remained as usual.

In everyone's eyes, they thought that the love between the two newlyweds was just an act of faking. It was just a matter of maintaining face because of the marriage bestowed by the emperor.

In fact, the two have been very restrained outside.

The story written by Shen Yuzhu is extremely sweet. Xie Yuanshi had already read it once when Shen Yuzhu wrote it, but after reading it now, he still feels that the story is too short and not enough for fun.

After reading it, he wanted to find some other books to read, but he flipped through the script books on the bookshelf, no matter which one he thought was not as interesting as Shen Yuzhu's writing.

Until he saw a familiar spine in the bottom corner of the bookshelf.

"This is……"

Xie Yuanshi pulled out the book from the bottom and flipped through it. Isn't this the book he read with Shen Yuzhu in Hot Spring Bieyuan last time?

Shen Yuzhu brought it back to Prince Qin's mansion, but he didn't let him see it, so he brought it back to the palace?

Xie Yuanshi: "..."

At that time, I didn't finish reading this book because I was playing around with Shen Yuzhu. Xie Yuanshi's impression of the previous writing was still very good.

Xie Yuanshi took the book, found a comfortable position on the rug, and spread out the script.

Where did you see it last time?He remembered the last time he saw...

The scholar hid in the dilapidated temple in the rain, but was coerced by invisible ghosts in the haunted temple. He could only feel the chills on his body, the hairs on his arms stood on end, and he couldn't help shivering and begging because of the ice. red.

After the night passed, the wind stopped and the rain outside stopped, and the sky was bright. The scholar woke up from his lethargy, and found that the ghost had kindly laid straw and a mattress under his body, and covered his body with clothes.

The scholar wiped his face, ignoring the pain in his body, packed his luggage and left the temple without looking back.

On the night of the second day, the scholar rushed to a mountain depression, but it began to rain again. The scholar learned from the experience of the first day, and looked for a place to hide from the rain early.

It didn't take long to find a temple, which was very familiar.

Of course the scholar refused to enter. He didn't want to go through what happened the first day again, so he turned around and ran in the opposite direction. The rain became heavier and heavier. After running for a while, the scholar once again saw a temple in front of him.

The scholar found that he couldn't run far no matter what, he couldn't fight this ghost, so he gave up, and found a big tree a little farther from the temple, and the cat was hiding under the tree. in the temple.

As a result, a gust of cool wind blew by, and the scholar felt a familiar chill on his arms...

Xie Yuanshi also felt a chill on his arms...

"what!!"

Xie Yuan threw the book in his hand in shock, and Shen Yuzhu hurriedly caught the book that was thrown in the air.

Shen Yuzhu laughed and said, "Am I so scary?"

Xie Yuanshi quickly regained his strength: "Your hands are so cold."

"I didn't pay attention for a while," Shen Yuzhu explained, "The Minister of Dali Temple submitted the case file, and I looked through some of the evidence presented. When I left, I soaked my hands in cold water and washed them for a long time."

"But what book are you reading? Why are you so frightened by the ice?" Shen Yuzhu said as he picked up the book in his hand.

Xie Yuanshi: "!!"

Xie Yuanshi snatched the book with quick eyes and hands, and tucked it behind his back.

Shen Yuzhu: "?"

The author says:

One more night