The lady of a good match

In the leisure pavilion in the imperial garden, there was no palace attendant to follow, Yingli accompanied Feng Jingyi leaning on the railing to drink and chat with Feng Jingyi with a slight sense of dizziness, Feng Jingyi took the initiative to talk about many things in the palace, Yingli listened very carefully, in the future He is going to be in the palace all the time, so it is a good thing to know more about him.

When Feng Jingyi told him, as the prince and Taifu, not to mess around with the princes too much, Ying Li couldn't help raising the doubts that had been swirling in his heart just now:

"I didn't expect the Third Highness to be eight years old..."

According to this calculation, His Royal Highness and Second Highness should be ten years old. He remembered that Di Jun was only 25 years old.

"Surprised?" Feng Jingyi deliberately smiled and asked, and then said, "His Royal Highness is already 15 years old, and he will be able to choose a concubine in a year or two."

Ying Li looked astonished: "Uh..."

"Pfft..." Feng Jingyi suddenly laughed when he saw his shocked face, "Are you thinking that I am very powerful?"

"...I'm sorry, sir."

Ying Li lowered his head in fear, no matter how he answered it would be too offensive, what can a ten-year-old know, let alone having a child.

Feng Jingyi poured wine into his glass: "You didn't do all these homework well, you will be fined a glass of wine."

It's really unexpectedly safe, if it were someone else, it would have been inquired about a long time ago.

"Yes."

After Ying Li drank the wine, he felt dizzy and his eyes became hot.

"Okay, after all, this is a matter within the royal family, and I can't blame you."

Feng Jingyi saw that he was a little more drunk, so he took the initiative to explain to him:

"The first emperor gave birth to seven heirs, and I am the youngest, who was born by the empress. The rest of the princes and palace masters were all born by concubines. From the eldest to the young, the titles are: eldest brother Dexuan King, second brother Shangwu King, third brother Xiaoyao King, The fourth sister is Princess Jinning, the fifth brother is King Chang'an, and the sixth brother is King Dingyuan."

"Among them, King Dexuan died at a young age, King Wu died in battle, King Xiaoyao once went out with King Wu, and after his elder brother passed away, he did not care about world affairs. Princess Jinning married a foreign country, and now lives in peace. King Chang'an and King Dingyuan are far away in the south and Western fiefdoms, haven't returned to Beijing for many years."

This is the case with the royal family. When they grow up, even if they don't fight for power, they will be as indifferent as a puddle of clear water.

Ying Li understood after listening, and then guessed something: "The princes..."

Feng Jingyi nodded and continued to explain:

"There are five princes and princesses in the palace today. His Royal Highness Chang Lin is the orphan of King Wu and is fifteen years old. His Second Highness Ling Yu is the eldest son of King Chang'an and is ten years old. His Highness Feng Yi is the direct son of King Ding Yuan and is eight years old. The fourth princess Yunxi and the fifth highness Yunyan are twins, born of my noble concubine, who is five years old this year. The mother and concubine of Xi'er and Yan'er have passed away for many years, and now it is convenient to raise them together in the Wenhua side hall. "

When he said the last sentence, something seemed to flash in Feng Jingyi's eyes, and his tone was a little different.

"I see……"

Ying Li suddenly realized that all the princes who have children raised a prince in the palace as a prince (proton). This is probably one of the king's bargaining chips. Yi's attitude and the look of the bear child acting like a baby to him, it seems that they get along very well, and people who don't know the inside story can't tell that they are not biological father and son.

The emperor has no heir now, and the prince and palace lord have no birth mothers. This kind of royal family structure is very delicate.

Feng Jingyi propped his chin with his hands and glanced sideways at him: "Got it?"

Ying Li nodded: "Understood, thank you Dijun."

Feng Jingyi took a sip of his wine: "What I ask of you is to treat them equally."

Ying Li: "I respect your life."

"Is there any doubts you want to ask?"

"Nothing."

Feng Jingyi stopped talking, held the wine glass and gently twisted the mouth of the glass with his thumb and fell into deep thought. Yingli realized that today's emperor was a little different from usual, so he asked respectfully after thinking about it:

"Does the emperor have something on his mind?"

"Hmm..." Feng Jingyi nodded his head slightly, looked up just in time to see Leng Yue who was divided into two halves by the eaves and sighed:

"This is the first time I have personally supervised the imperial examination after I ascended the throne, and it is the first time I have promoted a pillar of talent. I feel a little delicate in my heart."

In the first year when he ascended the throne, the imperial examination was canceled due to the turmoil in the imperial court. Until now, this imperial examination gave him the feeling that this is what he got by himself. Finally, he is not just sitting back and enjoying the rewards, but a subtle sense of accomplishment that cannot be ignored. It seems that from now on he will truly rule the world.

Ying Li filled the wine for him and said, "That minister is really honored."

Feng Jingyi looked at him for a while, smiled and said nothing, why did he feel honored in his heart?Is it because of the Yan family or is it because Yingli suits her very well?Or maybe both?

The eyes met, Ying Li was dizzy, his eyes were not clear before, and the smile on the corner of the mouth of the slightly drunk person was a little more casual.

This person is really handsome... Feng Jingyi thought quietly, different from Yan Qing's elegant and rigorous, Ying Li's temperament was born with a bit of flair, probably due to those peach blossom eyes.

Ying Li stared at him for a while before he realized it, and hurriedly lowered his head: "Cough, I'm a little drunk, I'm being rude."

The tongue is a bit big.

"No wonder." Feng Jingyi put down his wine glass, "It's getting late, I will have someone send you out of the palace, and tomorrow you can leave for Fusang City."

"Thank you, Emperor."

Ying Li stood up after saluting respectfully, but because of dizziness, he had to hold on to the railing next to him, blinked, and still felt dizzy for a while, it was over, the alcohol was completely up, this time he was really drunk.

"Are you okay?" Feng Jingyi asked, walked around the stone table to his side and took his arm, "I will help you."

Yingli waved his hand subconsciously and refused: "No need..."

"Or do you want to stay in the palace?"

"I dare not, it's just..."

"Let's go then."

Feng Jingyi interrupted him, carried him out of the courtyard and told the empty place, "Let Commander Xiao come over."

There seemed to be someone answering in the dark place where no one was around, and Ying Li felt dizzy being half-supported and half-dragged away, staggering on his feet, and was completely blinded before walking far, and subconsciously pulled his body The person got closer, his vision was blurred and only the sound could be heard, and he could smell a unique scent similar to sandalwood from Feng Jingyi's body.

"Can I get into the carriage by myself?"

Not long after, Yingli heard Feng Jingyi asking in his ear, his breath brushed against his face and ears close at hand, subconsciously turned his head to go to his stomach, but there was a overwhelming feeling in his stomach, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and struggled He spit out a few words:

"I'm afraid I can't."

The person who questioned him stopped talking. After a while, Yingli only felt his body vacated, but was soon put on the cushion on the carriage and half leaned against him. When he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Jingyi leaning over slightly to tidy up for him. The skirt was a little messy, and for some reason, my heart skipped a beat:

"Emperor..."

"Go back and have a good rest."

After Feng Jingyi finished speaking flatly, he turned around and got out of the carriage. Before Ying Li's dull head could react, the carriage started to move.