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Han You was pushed to the side, and coughed on the armrest of the imperial couch, so that tears covered his face.In a haze, he saw the emperor walking out stepping on the debris-strewn floor, the heavy palace door opened and closed again.

The hall suddenly became quiet after the storm. Feng Ke peeked at the door and was immediately frightened by the tragic scene inside.Quickly ran forward and helped Han You up, "Han Shilang, what... what's wrong?"

Han You had a sore throat and couldn't speak. He just shook his head, covered his face with his sleeve, and wiped away the tears coughed up from his face.

Seeing the shocking fingerprints on his neck, Feng Ke thought of the emperor's face when he walked out the door just now, and probably guessed what happened to them.He quickly cleaned up the messy imperial couch, poured a cup of warm tea for Han You, stood beside him for a while, endured and endured, and still couldn't help persuading: "Hey, Han Shilang, why are you doing this?" Woolen cloth?"

Seeing that Han You didn't speak, he said again: "Your Majesty is still a child, why should you be angry with him. After so many years, you still don't know him? Just let it go."

Han You shook his head, pointed to his throat, and asked Eunuch Feng for his forgiveness. He took another sip of water, put the cup aside, stood up and prepared to leave.

Feng could see that the fingerprints on his neck were frighteningly red, so he stopped him and told him to wait, then he took down a mahogany square box from the shelf next to it, opened it, and took out a small porcelain bottle with green-glazed string pattern from it and handed it to him. He: "Master Minister, please use some wound medicine."

Han You stretched out his hand and touched his neck. It hurt even just touching it, so he took the bottle and said with his mouth, "Thank you."

Feng Ke supported him, carefully avoiding the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, walked to the door and stopped to look at the sky.It was not yet Shenshi, and it was still early. Feng Ke thought for a moment, bowed to Han You and said, "My lord, wait a moment, I will arrange a carriage to take you back home."

Feng is an old man in the palace, knowing that Han You left the palace like this, if someone with a heart sees him, what will happen in Beijing.And Han You also understood this truth, nodded knowingly immediately, and said with his mouth: "Eunuch Feng is bothering you."

While Han You was waiting at the door for a short while, a few servants entered the hall silently, and lightly cleaned up the messed up couch and ground.Everyone in the Changle Palace heard the sound of the emperor throwing something and the thunderous roar, and they all feared and did not dare to vent their anger loudly, let alone raise their heads to look at Han Shilang. He headed off quietly.Han You glanced inside, and the hall returned to its usual cleanliness, as if nothing had happened.

Feng Ke will be back soon.He found the car himself, and it stopped directly at the gate of Changle Palace.He sent Han You to the car, and said in a low voice: "When His Majesty's anger subsides, this old slave will send someone to the mansion to deliver a message to Your Majesty, and Your Majesty will come into the palace and have a soft coax with His Majesty!"

Han You and the emperor had had bad fights before, and Feng Kewei felt that they were the same as before, but this time the quarrel was a little more serious.But Han You knew that this time was different.

The clothes have been completely soaked, and they are coolly attached to the back.I didn't feel it just now, but now I only feel a sharp pain in my back, which may have been injured when I fell on the low table.He seldom put himself in such a mess, and today he was indeed in a mess from body to heart.He didn't want to think about what happened just now. He felt that he was neither brave enough nor frank enough, and even began to hate himself like this.

The carriage used Feng Ke's brand, and it left the palace without any hindrance, so fast that Han You felt a little sad about running away.

Sitting in the dimly lit carriage, he thought, Han Jinglue, Han Jinglue, you want a good reputation, and you want the emperor to like you; you want to fight for that high position, and you want the world to say that you won the honor.How can there be such a good thing?You are too greedy.

On the way back home, Han You made a decision.Now it is impossible to return to the past relationship with the emperor, and there are only two choices before him: either be a courtier frankly, or cut off the mess with the emperor quickly.

This decision is not difficult for him, he can ignore the bitterness in his heart.But Xia Siyan... Han You hesitated for a moment, and then convinced himself in his heart that His Majesty would grow up too. For the emperor, this little absurdity of youth would soon be over.

The carriage took Han You into the mansion and stopped in the sedan chair hall.Han San immediately came up to him, and with a smile on his face, tipped money to the servants driving the car and the guards accompanying the car.

Han You got off the carriage, Han San was startled when he saw his appearance, and stretched out his hand to help.With outsiders around, he didn't dare to ask more questions, and helped Han You into the backyard before asking, "Sir, what's the matter?"

Han You rested his voice for a while, and now he could barely speak, but his voice was very hoarse. He said, "I had a quarrel with Your Majesty."

Han San looked at his face, not knowing what to say.Helping him into the house, helped him take off his clothes, and saw that he also had a large wound on his back.

"How did this happen?" Han San felt distressed and angry at the same time, "I went to the palace to teach the emperor, and when I came back, I was injured all over. I don't know whether it was to teach or to be angry. Our husband is doing it for the country. Those who do great things have to suffer these grievances."

With a cold face, Han You pointed at him with his index finger and said hoarsely, "Speak carefully."

Han Sanduo didn't dare to say any more, he just said: "Sir, lie down on the bed, and I will give you medicine."

Han You took out the wound medicine Feng Ke gave him from his arms, and handed it to Han San, "Use this, Eunuch Feng gave it."

Han Sanxin took it reluctantly, and couldn't help complaining, "Eunuch Feng gave it to you because His Majesty injured you like this. Would you be fine if you were injured? How can there be such a thing?"

Han You got a little angry, and gave him a warning look: "Enough."

Han San still whispered to himself: "Your Majesty treats you like this, and you still defend him."

"Okay," Han You lay down on the bed, and said wearily, "Give me some medicine, don't talk anymore, I'll rest for a while."

Han San gave him good medicine, and saw that he was breathing evenly with his eyes closed as if he was asleep, so he pulled the quilt for him and went out lightly.

Han You didn't fall asleep, he just closed his eyes and organized his thoughts.After calming down, his scheming side gained the upper hand again, and he began to weigh the pros and cons and calculate the gains and losses.

Your Majesty is right. Apart from him, His Majesty has no other ministers available, and Han You believes that he is fully capable of becoming a minister of the Jokhang Kingdom. This is what he is an official for, and he has prepared for it for more than ten years. .

From the perspective of the overall situation, it is impossible for His Majesty to completely abandon himself because of this little gap in the relationship between his sons and daughters.In terms of personal relationship, it is probably because of all these years, only when he is with His Majesty, can they have such an overly attached relationship.As long as both of them are in the right position, everything can be back on track.

After thinking through every detail, Han You got up from the bed and decided to write a memorial to correct their misplaced relationship between monarch and minister.

He had already made a draft in his belly, and now he was writing like a fly, explaining the situation clearly and logically, saying that he had limited talent and learning, and he had nothing to teach the emperor, and with the busy affairs of the bureaucracy, he was a little bit powerless , Worried that the poor lectures will mislead the emperor, please ask the cabinet to re-arrange a bachelor to do the lecture.

After finishing writing, he didn't dare to read more, and immediately asked Han San to send it to the Secretary of General Administration, and submitted it to His Majesty through the process of formal inscription.

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Han You: I just want to be a CEO, but my boss wants to date me.