Clan House

After a long while, the sky was already light when the two of them rested.It was rare for Song Yi to take the initiative to pester him. Zhu Qiyou, who had been a vegetarian for three years, naturally couldn't resist, and drifted away like falling into a dream.

It was already noon when he woke up, and Song Yi saw the many scars on Zhu Qiyou's body under the skylight, so he was more careful with him.Even if Zhu Qiyou repeatedly refused, Song Yi still called the imperial physician to feel Zhu Qiyou's pulse.

"Oh, I said it's fine..." Zhu Qiyou couldn't evade, and Song Yi randomly pressed him on the bed to rub the hot medicinal oil, "Don't pinch, itches...itches!"

Song Yiben was pressing on Zhu Qiyou's back, and his sleeves swept across the man's tailbone, which happened to be his itchy spot.Zhu Qiyou couldn't help but flicked it, bumping into Song Yi's hand holding the medicine bottle. "Don't make trouble, it's going to be overturned."

"I told you to stop touching!" Zhu Qiyou yelled.

"Oh, then I'll be more careful."

Zhu Qiyou grabbed the pillow and endured the itching for a long while, and the place behind him where the oil was rubbed started to feel hot.He yelled, took advantage of Song Yi's distraction, grabbed the medicine bottle, put his arms around Song Yi's waist and laid him down on the bed.

"Why do you look like a little daughter-in-law?" Zhu Qiyou supported the bed with one hand, held the medicine bottle with the other, and pressed Song Yi's shoulder with his elbow.He leaned over and kissed Song Yi, inhaling the smell of medicine, but he didn't know where it came from. "No political affairs today?"

"A special trip to accompany you." Song Yi didn't refuse, but hooked Zhu Qiyou's neck instead.

"Don't urge me to be on duty?" Zhu Qiyou raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "Could it be that you set me up, and catch my fault another day and hit me against the board."

"I was wrong, it was my fault."

Zhu Qiyou snorted and pinched Song Yi's nose: "Of course you're not good. You're still in the Palace of Heavenly Purity to save my face in front of so many people."

When they were first together, Song Yi had promised Zhu Qiyou that there would be no monarchs and ministers in the Qianqing Palace.But those who are awkward are often unreasonable, and once angry, they ignore any promises.

"My fault, I will apologize to you." Song Yi said obediently.

"What about sincerity?" Zhu Qiyou persisted.

"What kind of sincerity?"

"Take off your clothes." Zhu Qiyou said coldly.

Song Yi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled helplessly, and untied the belt of his pajamas.

Zhu Qiyou stared at his movements, and after Song Yi took off his shirt, he turned around and pressed the man under his body, touching his lower abdomen.

"What's going on?" Zhu Qiyou stretched Song Yi's fingers and interlocked with him.

Song Yi looked away: "It's nothing, it's just my own awkwardness."

Zhu Qiyou lowered his head, opened his mouth to hold Song Yi's chin, forcing him to turn his face back.The two met their gazes again, Song Yi couldn't avoid it, and they met Zhu Qiyou's nose.

"I'm very stupid. I can't understand until you tell me what's wrong with you." Zhu Qiyou lowered his voice.

Most of the sunlight was covered by Zhu Qiyou's body, and Song Yi's ears were covered in the shadow, slightly red.He felt his mouth dry, and swallowed: "I know you went to the brothel just to socialize, and nothing happened at all. You have never been interested in women. But I just couldn't help getting angry, for no reason, even Seeing that you have made many friends, I don't like it very much either. It doesn't make sense, I used to...nor be like this."

Zhu Qiyou scratched his head: "You don't like Liu Ruozhong, or do you not like Niu Tong? No, Niu Tong was recommended by you."

"They are all capable generals," Song Yi tried to turn his eyes away, but Zhu Qiyou pursued him close to his face, making his eyelashes tremble, "I just don't like you interacting with other people. Even Huang Xi, I see that you have a playful smile with him on weekdays , and my heart is not very happy."

Zhu Qiyou suddenly felt a little complacent in his heart: "You are sour and jealous, just like... a woman in the deep palace."

Song Yi felt even more humiliated when he said that, and his face became more and more red. "This is not good. I will take my words and deeds seriously in the future, and I will never do it again."

Zhu Qiyou held back his laughter, and felt that Song Yi was very cute at this moment: "You don't have to be so introspective, you can relax when no one is around, I just don't tell others."

"No, stop talking." Song Yi said.

Song Yi was very distressed by the stubbornness of the man on his body, and changed the subject in a panic.

"Tomorrow Xun Kuan will take a concubine and keep a low profile. No one will be invited. I plan to go out of the palace in modest clothes and go to his house for a glass of thin wine. Are you going?"

"Your Majesty's changing the subject is too blunt," Zhu Qiyou said with a sneer, "Even if you and Xun Kuan have a very good personal relationship, he is not married to a concubine, so he can work for the Son of Heaven?"

"Do you know who he wants to accept?"

Zhu Qiyou had a premonition in his heart that his mind was really diverted, showing an expression of disbelief.

"It's Lingmiao," Song Yi responded to Zhu Qiyou's doubts, "Xun Kuan had taken a fancy to her very early on, and Lingmiao himself was also interested in her. But Xun Kuan had already married a wife, and Lingmiao didn't want to be a concubine. entangled for many years."

"Xun Kuan actually married a wife," Zhu Qiyou said in surprise, "I thought he was making up a cover to reject the daughter of the Gu family. Since he is married, why hasn't he taken over his family after being an official in Beijing for many years?" Come?"

"Xun Kuan came from a prominent family, and his wife was much older than him. She stayed in her hometown to preside over the ceremony, and had no time to come to Beijing. Unless Xun Kuan resigned from office and returned to his hometown, he would not have many encounters with his first wife."

"Then Gu Lingmiao agreed to be a concubine? She is so high-minded that she would marry into a noble family and be angry if she doesn't want to be a female official?"

"Few people who go out of the palace can give her anger." Song Yi said, "Since the two of them are consensual, how they live after entering the palace is not my business."

On the second day, Song Yi visited Xunfu in casual clothes.Dressed up as a warrior, Zhu Qiyou not only accompanied Song Yi, but was also responsible for protecting the safety of the emperor.The carriage drove the two of them through the market. Zhu Qiyou occasionally lifted the curtain to look at the bustling crowd outside, and then turned to look at Song Yi's face. It felt like a husband and wife went to a banquet together.

Zhu Qiyou was very excited, he tugged at Song Yi's sleeve: "It's hard to go out of the palace once, do you want to go to the night market tonight?"

Song Yi didn't want to disturb Zhu Qiyou's interest, so he nodded gently. "Take it as an understanding of the people's sentiments."

"Yes, yes, understand the people's sentiments!"

Song Yi pursed his lips and pulled out two dimples on his cheeks.

Xun Kuan held a small banquet at home, and only invited a few colleagues he had made friends with.Zhu Qiyou accompanied Song Yi on the visit, and others only regarded him as a guard, and no one suspected his relationship with the emperor.As soon as Song Yi arrived, the officials at the banquet were a lot more cautious.He drank two glasses of wine, said a few words of advice to Xun Kuan, and after sitting for a while, he took Zhu Qiyou and left the Xun Mansion.

Zhu Qiyou had old grievances with Gu Lingmiao, and he was worried that this girl would beat him out, but he never thought that he would never see her come out to entertain guests.

"Although Xun Kuan is romantic, he loves Ling Miao very much. Even if he married her as a concubine, he would not let her out to serve the banquet." Song Yi glanced at Zhu Qiyou, "You can rest assured."

"It's none of my business, I don't care if she lives or dies!" Zhu Qiyou stiffened his neck, "That little vixen has been thinking of seducing you all day, and now she's finally married."

Song Yi has made some reforms in the past few years, which has made Daluo's business more prosperous, especially at the feet of the emperor.It was still dark, and the night market was already very lively.

Song Yi asked his guards to follow him from a distance, and walked side by side with Zhu Qiyou on the street.There was nothing in the street market that attracted him, but it still felt good to take a walk with Zhu Qiyou.Zhu Qiyou pulled Song Yi, always looking for something new to make Song Yi show off.Although Song Yi didn't have anything he liked, he did Zhu Qiyou a lot of face and bought a lot of things along the way.

Zhu Qiyou valued a hairpin, and excitedly wanted to put it on for Song Yi.Song Yi never combed his hair in the street market, and couldn't bear Zhu Qiyou's obsession, so he reluctantly agreed to find a place to sit.Zhu Qiyou didn't dare to let Song Yi eat food from outside, so he finally chose a tea house and sat in the private room on the second floor.

The accompanying guards were waiting outside the curtain, Zhu Qiyou took off Song Yi's hairpin and put a new one on for him with his own hands, but the effect was not satisfactory.

"What's wrong, it doesn't look good?"

"It's too fancy," Zhu Qiyou pulled out the hairpin and threw it on the table, "The things outside the palace are still not allowed."

The two hairpins were lying side by side on the table, Song Yi looked down, the newly bought hairpins were not good in quality, the style was not much different from the ones he originally brought, but there were more cumbersome decorations.

Song Yi frowned and looked at the lively lobby downstairs: "When Daluo was founded, commerce was prosperous, and all nations came to court, but the father had already gone downhill in his later years. Although he has been restrained by wars these years, there are also deficiencies in policies. Always empty."

Zhu Qiyou had been a prince, and he knew everything Song Yi said.Since he came into contact with political affairs, the treasury has always been short of money, and the Minister of the Ministry of Households has been complaining for years, and he just thinks this is the norm.In the past, when Song Jingshi was in the household department, he would occasionally ask Zhu Qiyou to settle accounts, and every time he talked about it, he, the prince, was very distressed.

"Why do you say this suddenly? Do you also worry about the country and the people when you come out to relax?"

A table was set up downstairs, and tables were placed on it, as if someone was going to tell a story.Zhu Qiyou ordered some melon seed snacks to go with the tea, but he felt the taste of the tea was too strong.

"Don't drink it, I'll tell them to replace it with sugar water, so that you won't be able to sleep at night."

Song Yi followed him to make up his mind, his eyes fell on the small things he bought just now, and he asked Zhu Qiyou: "If you use these things as your daily expenses, would you be willing to use them?"

"Of course not," Zhu Qiyou shrugged, "It's just a fresh picture, and the quality and workmanship are much worse than those in the palace."

"That's it," Song Yi picked up two jade hairpins and put them side by side in his palm, "he said that this jade hairpin, in terms of quality, is the best tribute in the natural palace. But why is it also the best in the palace in terms of style? Is it because there are no skilled craftsmen outside the palace?"

"I can't stop, the world is so big, there are no skilled craftsmen, but there are only a few people in the palace." Zhu Qiyou took the jade hairpin, "You see, this style is obviously imitated in the palace, presumably official items sell well."

Song Yi nodded: "Ordinary people can't wear gold and jade, and these jade, silk, and tea are the best tributes to the palace. Respect and admiration for imperial power. I have always advocated governing the country with propriety, and from this point of view, it is a good thing to be able to form such a custom."

"Under the guidance of the ritual system, the people's thinking is conservative and rigid, and the country can be governed, but it hinders the development of commerce. You have never been to the south of the Yangtze River, and you have never seen the prosperity of Suzhou and Hangzhou, where the water transportation is smooth, but the folk customs are treacherous, and many people do not respect the etiquette. At the feet of the Son of Heaven , Governance is appropriate, but it is difficult to reproduce the scene of all nations coming to court in the time of Taizu. All things in the world are going up and down, and things will reverse when they are extreme, and they will decline when they are prosperous. Rituals and finances also need to be balanced."

"What's your plan when you say that?" Zhu Qiyou asked.

"I intend to open up business routes, but when commerce and trade first flourish, people's hearts will definitely be chaotic." Song Yi said, "Besides, the border troubles have just been eliminated, and it is still not the time to open up at this time, so let's wait. If reforms are too hasty, they will often have the opposite effect."

Thinking about the chaos, Zhu Qiyou was about to say something, but he heard the voice of a letter coming from downstairs.The storyteller was actually a stranger, and what he said was the book that had been banned for many years - "Loyalty Yang Guogong".Zhu Qiyou focused his eyes, waiting to see who the storyteller was, but Song Yi in front of him suddenly supported his head and fell down on the table in pain.

Zhu Qiyou stood up with a "chuckle", stepped forward to protect Song Yi's body, and waited for someone to be called.Song Yi grabbed the man's wrist with all his strength: "It's a headache, please don't say anything, send me back, and ask the court to come secretly to clean the palace."