I'm pregnant after the regent loses his memory

The official examination on the eighth day of April was disrupted by Yan Zhi, so he had to choose another day to take the exam again.

Xu Jiashi set the exam time on April [-]th.

Yan Sui returned to the imperial study and had just sat down, when he heard the words, he stood up immediately: "No way!"

Xu Jiashi supported the imperial case with both hands, leaned over to Yan Sui, and forced the latter to sit back in place: "Why not? Today is chaotic, and Jinshi's mind will inevitably be disturbed. Let them rest for a few days before taking the exam, and then they can try their own Real talent and real learning. Why doesn't His Majesty approve?"

Xu Jiashi is a young man who has practiced martial arts since he was a child. He is tall and strong, and he casts Yan Sui, who is in the armchair, under his own shadow.

With the posture of the superior, he raised a questioning tone in a serious manner.

But what was the reason, he clearly knew.

Yan Sui kicked Xu Jiashi from under the table: "Go away, you messed up my desktop."

Xu Jiashi took a step back, and at the same time took away a hard-shell memorial on the desk and a piece of paper folded upside down under the paperweight.

Yan Sui watched Xu Jiashi raise the memorial.

"At the end of March, the matter of disaster relief in Jiangzhou has been completed. I wrote this book on March 28 and sent it to the desk of His Majesty's study room on the first day of April. But until I returned to Beijing on the fourth day of April, Your Majesty did not give a single word of approval. .”

Yan Sui's eyes dodged: "I'm sick, so I didn't notice this note."

Xu Jiashi sneered, tore another piece of paper, dropped the fragments, and crushed it a few times: "Too ill to attend to the memorial of the imperial envoy's disaster relief and recovery, but to have the time to copy poems? The little boy surnamed Wei, who was present at the Qionglin Banquet His Majesty has not praised him in public enough for his first poem, why should he transcribe it and keep it for collection? Is that why His Majesty thinks so much of him?"

The white paper is covered with dust, and the ink characters are turned into mud.

Under Xu Jia's stern questioning, Yan Sui lowered his head.Although he couldn't clearly see the writing on the trampled fragments, Yan Sui remembered what he had transcribed word by word.

Wei Yang's first poem——

Xinghan left the palace and the moon came out of the wheel, and the Lantai broke a branch of spring.

Pengying wants to pick up the fairy couple, Jiang Haisi returns to farming and fishing.

[-] Tuan Tuan wings, ten years of hard work.

When the Shengping Festival is fair, they will go to the Longmen for a banquet. 【1】

Yan Sui really liked this poem, but he couldn't say why.

"Wei Qing's literary talents are brilliant, and Jidi's poems are wonderful. I just want to collect them. Does the regent even allow this? It's really lenient." Yan Sui raised his head, "It's a pity that the regent can demote Wei Qing's official position, but not His poetic talent. One day, Wei Yang will return to Beijing with honors. At that time, I will collect many of his poems and fill the imperial study, and the regent may not be able to tear them up!"

"Then he has to be ordered to write poetry." Xu Jiashi walked around the table, grabbed Yan Sui's wrist and pulled him up, sat on the armchair himself, and pressed Yan Sui on his knee.

"If you dare to touch him, I won't spare you!" Yan Sui couldn't move his hand, his wrist was clenched with red marks.

"Your Majesty, why are you so unforgiving? Are you still biting me when you lose your strength like a few days ago?" Xu Jiashi wrapped Yan Sui's waist with one hand, and lifted his chin gently with the other hand holding the memorial, "Your Majesty, you'd better not move around." After all, I only think about that matter all the time. The imperial study room is very important, and it is not easy to let others come in to clean it if it is messy or dirty."

Yan Sui sat where he shouldn't be sitting, his whole body was stiff, afraid that something would wake him up, so he obediently remained motionless, and could only say in a trembling voice: "This is my seat!"

"I didn't say no. Your Majesty, please be considerate. I'm injured and can't stand for a long time." Xu Jiashi opened the envelope of the memorial, and a shriveled weed slipped down.

Yan Sui's eyes followed, and in the next moment, the dead grass was picked up, and the slender stem pierced his left ear hole - he was weak when he was a child, and the nuns who took care of him feared that they would not be able to support him, so they used the method of his hometown to feed him. She pierced her left ear and wore girl's clothes. She didn't wear women's clothes or earrings until she was ten years old and became healthy.But the pierced ear didn't heal, and every time I got sick, it would be red, swollen and painful, and I took a lot of medicines, which didn't help.

Thin calluses grew on the wide palms and fingertips due to martial arts practice, and they itched slightly when they brushed against the earlobe. The dry grass stems had a special fragrance, and the dual effects of smell and touch caused the skin to tremble.

Yan Sui tensed up and didn't dare to move, he only touched it after Xu Jiashi let go.

Weeds had passed through the pierced ears and made a rough knot at the lobe.

Yan Sui's face was burning hot, and he glared at Xu Jiashi: "From ancient times to the present, you are the first one to put a straw mark on the emperor. I will remember everything you did to me today for the rest of my life!"

Xu Jiashi's eyes fell on Yan Sui's earlobe in a daze, Yan Sui's lips parted and closed in Yu Guangli, his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "What did His Majesty just say?"

There was a little bewilderment in the deep eyes, as if he really didn't hear clearly.

"It turns out that the regent's ears hurt, so he can't stand for a long time." Yan Sui snorted, "What else can I say, I just praise the regent as loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and he is the number one minister of Chen."

Xu Jiashi didn't change his face: "I am indeed loyal to the country and love the emperor, the number one beloved man of Chen, your Majesty will learn from you."

Yan Sui blushed in an instant and pulled the grass stem on his earlobe, saying that he was deaf and could crawl along the pole, shameless!Shameless especially!

Xu Jiashi grabbed his wrist with a big palm: "Don't move...it looks good."

Yan Sui froze and sulked, letting his callused fingertips rub his wrist bones and earlobes.

"Longyan is furious, it should be, but don't let others see it. Your Majesty should understand that keeping silent and obedient is equal to self-protection before what you say can't be heard by the other party. Showing emotions and preferences in front of you can not only protect yourself, but also protect the people and things you want to protect."

Yan Sui pursed her lips and stared at him.

"Look at what the minister does, look at the memorial."

Xu Jiashi was stern, opened the memorial, and read the above content word by word: "Jiangzhou has been raining for three days since the heavy rain on February 24. The Zhuo River broke its embankment in its territory, affecting several villages and towns in three counties, and a total of 320 households were affected. There were 760 people. The imperial court allocated 100 million taels on the first day of March, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and the disaster situation did not ease. The refugees flocked to Bozhou, Yongzhou, Anzhou. The wind and the dust... the people are in dire straits."

After narrating word by word in a deep voice, the hot face on Yan Sui's face subsided, even the color of blood faded.

He knew that the disaster in Jiangzhou was serious, and he tossed and turned at night thinking about it, but it was hard to imagine that the real scene was so miserable.

Born in the Yan family, as an emperor, he can only stay under the sky at the four corners.It used to be a cold palace, but now it is the entire imperial city.The high walls and thick walls protected him from hunger, cold and suffering, and also prevented him from connecting with the outside world.

To a certain extent, Xu Jiashi is his eyes and hands, which can extend far to see people and things he cannot see, and solve problems beyond his power.

It can also be said that Xu Jiashi is Yan Sui's armor, which is tough and powerful to protect the weak and immature.

It's more like an exchange than a coercion.

The one surnamed Xu didn't owe him anything, and what he gave may not be equivalent to the harvest.

He Yan Sui, what is it even if he feeds a tiger with his body.

"I've recovered." Xu Jiashi pinched Yan Sui's right earlobe.

Yan Sui coughed lightly: "The disaster is so serious, the Regent has worked hard to relieve the disaster."

"Don't say high-sounding words against your will. Does your majesty think the content of this reinstatement memorial is complete?"

Yan Sui thought for a while: "The regent said that even his own injury was presented in the memorial, how could there be a word of it?"

Xu Jiashi snorted and said, "Your Majesty still turns a blind eye to a living person standing in front of His Majesty. Why would His Majesty worry about writing? Your Majesty still came to question the minister... If he had read the memorial earlier, wouldn't it be better to refute the minister in front of the court?"

Yan Sui pursed his lips: "Speaking of business... What else is there that hasn't been written in the memorial?"

"Your Majesty might as well ask the minister why he didn't write the whole thing."

"why?"

"I don't know how many people have handled this book along the way. Your Majesty doesn't read it, but some people want to read it. I can't clarify the words. I went to the disaster relief for the imperial envoy, and I didn't withdraw money from the treasury. I didn't collect donations from neighboring counties. I still let the victims We have enough food and shelter. During the flood control, a long history and two county magistrates drowned, but the damn thing is more than that... Does your majesty understand now? It doesn’t really matter whether the disaster relief is allocated or not, Jiangzhou can heal itself. "

Yan Sui's heart tightened when he heard the words, deeply shocked by the word "self-healing", and instantly realized the crux of the problem.

"Corruption in Jiangzhou is so serious! That's money for the people to save their lives, and they dare to ignore it!"

Yan Sui gritted his teeth, cause and effect were interrelated, his chest heaving couldn't tell whether it was filled with anger or shock.Looking at Xu Jiashi again, his eyes and tone were much gentler, "I understand, the regent sent Wei Yang to Jiangzhou—"

Xu Jiashi gave Yan Sui a push, and raised his eyebrows: "The embroidered pillow has a pretty face, I hope he dies in Jiangzhou, so no one will write some sour poems to confuse the king."

Yan Sui was almost knocked out, subconsciously wrapped his arms around Xu Jiashi's neck, sat down firmly and let go as if his hands were burning.His tense body sat down firmly, and he stood up quickly in a jerk.

"The Regent and I each take a step back." Yan Sui stood upright, bowed his head, not daring to look at Xu Jiashi, and spoke quickly, "At that time, the Regent refused to let me choose Wei Yang as the number one scholar in the imperial examination, so I did what you wanted. .Now, you want Wei Yang to clear Jiangzhou's officialdom, and I agree. Don't hurt his life, he will be a good official."

Xu Jiashi put down the memorial, got up and straightened the crumpled clothes: "Whether you are a good official is not based on your appearance and poetry. Your Majesty, don't always think about accusing me of deceiving the emperor. When will I not allow you?" How dare the minister dare to appoint Wei Yang as the number one scholar? The imperial examination... Heh, His Majesty had a big idea at the time. wronged."

"I didn't..." Yan Sui wanted to argue, but under Xu Jia's contemptuous and mocking eyes, he felt that it was useless. He didn't believe it, so he changed his words, "The regent has worked hard for the country, I know."

Yan Sui felt wronged.A prostitute sees prostitution, but it is just a few more glances at Wei Yang in the imperial examination, Xu Jiashi feels in his heart that the emperor judges people by sex.

When Yan Sui announced the top three in person, he coughed and stared coldly before Wei Yang uttered the word Wei Yang. Yan Sui was so frightened that he had no choice but to give Wei Yang the No.

Even so, Xu Jiashi was not satisfied.

On the [-]th day of February, the Palace Examination should have a Qionglin Banquet that night, but because Xu Jiashi pestered Yan Suihu to come, it was postponed to the [-]th night.

At the Qionglin Banquet, there was a lot of excitement.No one knew that under the emperor's fox-fur dragon robe, there were deep and shallow traces, and no one else could know about it.

Every fifteenth day, this battle is inevitable.

In the past two years, every month has been like this.

Therefore, the rescheduling of the official examination must not be changed to April [-]th.

"Jiangzhou must be rectified. If there are good candidates after the examination by the Ministry of Officials, pick one or two and send them to Jiangzhou, which will be too eye-catching." Yan Sui said, "Let the candidates rest for a few more days, and avoid you Returning to Beijing and Wei Yang’s departure to Jiangzhou is the limelight, the exam should be rescheduled to April [-]th.”

Xu Jiashi laughed when he heard the words: "On April [-]th...the [-]th, does His Majesty want the candidates to rest, or do you rest by yourself?"

Xiao Xiao couldn't hide her thoughts, so Yan Sui simply put on a face and said, "Can't I rest? As long as you don't bully me so hard, I... I!"

It was difficult to speak under the anger, Yan Sui could only turn red and glance at the beginning.

Xu Jiashi looked at the little emperor's blushing side face with great interest, even the tip of his nose was shy, like the east wind passing through the peach blossoms.

"What do you say to bully, what I did to His Majesty is nothing more than what Chunri did to the stamens."

Xu Jiashi held Yan Sui's tall, straight and thin waist, before he could change his ink-splashed clothes, the word on the lapel was pinched under his palm, and the strength withdrew, as if it had been carved into the flesh and blood.

"Your Majesty, the beauty of April is exhausted, but the minister can keep His Majesty Changchun moist, isn't it good?"

The mellow sandalwood wrapped up aggressively, Yan Sui's breath froze.His whole body trembled unconsciously, but he was unwilling to let him see that he was underestimating the nervousness. He tried hard to find a fulcrum, supported it on the table, and accidentally knocked over the memorial.

The words and sentences written by the imperial envoy and the regent himself, the words are like the person, the pen is like a snake, and the handwriting is flamboyant.

Xu Jiashi put his arms around Yan Sui's waist, asking him to bend over to pick it up, but Yan Sui couldn't pull his arm away and stared straight at him: "How to pick it up?"

"Stand up, hold the table with one hand, lift your waist down here... Quan Dang has rehearsed in advance for the fifteenth day of this month."

Words and deeds follow suit.

Yan Sui stretched out his arms in a shuddering spirit: "Dirty!" He picked up the memorial with the hem of his clothes and threw it back to him like it was hot, "The memorial that will be presented next time should be neatly written! Who can understand your ghostly symbols!"

The memorial drew a curve in the air, and Xu Jiashi caught it precisely, and said: "I was born in the army, so of course my writing is not as good-looking as Tan Hualang. Since your majesty wants to teach Yong'an King himself, you should also teach your ministers how to practice calligraphy. Your majesty is stupid by nature. It's good to teach."

Yan Sui supported the desk case, just after calming down, when he heard the words, he felt the blood in his whole body turn cold.

"So I'm waiting for you here. Emperor Renzong taught me my characters. Of course the regent wants to learn them. It's a pity, if I learn it well, Renzong has been dead for two years and will never come back. So..."

Yan Sui sneered, and said word by word: "I, no, teach!"

The smile in Xu Jiashi's eyes froze instantly.

The author says:

"1" is adapted from Du Mu's "Chong Deng Ke" and Yuan Hao's "And the Second Work". Guess why Your Majesty especially likes this poem——

Sticky and awkward young couple;

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