Everyone close to me bends [Quick Transmigration]

"Since Youyun likes this pot, let someone deliver it to your house later."

Zhuan Xucheng pointed to a pot of orchids that made Pei Yu's gaze stop for a while, and smiled softly.

Hearing this, Pei Yu shook his head unceremoniously and said, "No need, I don't like it."

It's no wonder that Pei Yu didn't care about the differences between monarchs and ministers. In fact, ever since he visited the imperial garden, as long as he looked at the flowers a few more times, Zhuanxu Chengdu ordered someone to give them to him. At first, he naturally declined politely. Zhuan Xucheng felt that he actually liked it but was unwilling to accept it because of his status, so he didn't listen to his euphemistic explanation at all, and raised his hand and ordered someone to send the flowers to Ning Mansion immediately.

Walking to the back, he didn't dare to look at the flowers, and caught a glimpse of a rare peach tree in this season. Before he could speak, the peach tree that was growing well was almost dug out by Zhuan Xu's servants and sent to Ningxia. The reason is that before Yuanfu called people, he expressed very directly that he didn't like the tree, so Zhuanxu Chengcai finally listened to his words as if disappointed, and let the poor peach go. Tree.

So after walking around like this, Pei Yu didn't even dare to look at the trees, not to mention the flowers, for fear that Zhuanxu would have to hollow out the imperial garden of his own house after looking at them for a while.

"Okay, if you don't like it, I won't give it away. Is Youyun thirsty? Would you like to sit in the gazebo in front?"

Pei Yu nodded. He really didn't want to go shopping any longer. He felt extremely tired after walking all the way, not only because Zhuan Xucheng seemed to want to move the Imperial Garden to Ning Mansion for him, but also because after the past few days, especially today After the tour of the imperial garden, he could feel that Zhuanxu Cheng really only wanted him to be happy, and had no other purpose or conspiracy, just purely happy for his happiness.

Looking up at Zhuan Xucheng's bright eyes, Pei Yu smiled at him like an experiment, and as expected, Zhuan Xucheng immediately smiled happier, which made him think of the little milk that he had been staring at the meaty bones so hard to eat. Dogs, or the kind of tails that have double shadows.

But looking at Zhuan Xucheng's body shape and thinking about the evaluation of him by the people in the court, Pei Yu felt that even if he really used the animal metaphor, Zhuan Xucheng would definitely not be a harmless little milk dog, no matter what... He looked again Zhuan Xu, who couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, gave him a glance, amused in his heart, it must be a little wolf dog anyway.

"Youyun, I heard that you like drinking tea. This is a new tea from Jiangnan. You should try it."

Pei Yu nodded, instead of picking up the tea he pushed over, he turned his gaze to his pair of thick hands that did not affect his actions at all, "Hands of the emperor..."

In the middle of speaking, Pei Yu was stopped by the instant burst of warm light in Zhuan Xucheng's eyes.

"I'm hurt!" After Zhuan Xucheng finished speaking, he seemed to feel that he answered too quickly and his tone was too excited, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and then he coughed and said slowly: "My hand is fine, just a little injury, all due to Yuan Fu I made a big fuss with the imperial physician, and must bandage me so tightly, I won’t listen to such persuasion.”

Yuan Fu standing outside the pavilion: ...

The dark guard silently guarding in the dark: ...

Pei Yu nodded when he heard the words, and he believed the next few sentences, only the first sentence he didn't believe. He still remembered that eight years ago, he tore off Zhuan Xucheng's clothes that had stuck to his flesh and blood, cleaned his wounds and bandaged him with medicine. Golden sore medicine was sprinkled on the deep bone wound, but he did not cry out in pain.

In contrast, Pei Yu believed that Yuan Fu would not make a fuss. If it was a small wound, how could it be so tightly bandaged? This wound must not be as serious as Zhuan Xucheng said. After all, the scene of their first meeting really impressed him deeply.

"Eunuch Yuan also cares about you and you." Under Zhuan Xucheng's gaze, Pei Yu naturally changed his words and continued: "You must take good care of your body, and don't always pull the wound with your hands."

Pei Yu took the teapot that Zhuan Xu promised to pour tea for him, and poured himself a cup before pouring it for himself.

Zhuanxu nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes lit up instantly, but his face was a bit distressed.

Pei Yu found that Zhuan Xucheng's expression was particularly easy to guess in front of him, so he followed his expectant eyes and asked, "What worries does your majesty have?"

"Youyun is right. I also know that recuperation is the key now. However, the Northwest garrison has been unstable recently. The Northwest General asked for funds to prepare for the war, but the household department said that there was not so much money to allocate. a lot of……"

As Zhuan Xucheng said, he secretly looked at Pei Yu, just happened to meet his gaze, then quickly moved away, and continued to write, "The two sides insist on their own opinions, and it is difficult for me to make a decision. I also need to consider the balance between the two factions in the DPRK and China. Now that there are more and more documents, and my hand was accidentally injured, the efficiency of even looking through the documents has dropped a lot. I really hope that someone can help me deal with it. "

Seeing that Pei Yu was about to speak, Zhuan Xucheng hurriedly said again: "It's a pity that I have just ascended the throne, and my foundation in the court is unstable. Except for Youyun, I don't have a trusted close minister. The only one around me is Yuan Fu who can't read. If Youyun If you are willing to share my worries, I may be able to relax a little and let the hand injury heal faster."

"But I don't know how the emperor wants the subjects to share their worries?"

"If I ask Youyun to help me approve the memorial..." Zhuan Xucheng withdrew his gaze from observing Pei Yu's expression, his face was still distressed, "Youyun will definitely not agree."

"My wound hasn't healed in the past few days, can Youyun help me filter out unimportant scriptures?"

There were some subtle changes on Pei Yu's face, and he didn't hide it, "Your majesty knows that my father is currently the right minister, and before the right minister, it was the Minister of the Household Department. Now the Household Department and the Northwest General are playing games, and let the ministers participate in the selection of memorials. So, isn't the emperor afraid that the minister will directly keep the memorial from the Northwest General's side and not submit it?"

Zhuan Xucheng didn't hesitate at all, his dark eyes looked straight into Pei Yu's, pure and sincere, "You won't, I believe you."

Pei Yu frowned, and Zhuan Xucheng continued: "At any time, as long as you do what you say, I will believe it, and I will obey your wishes. Give it to you without hesitation."

Pei Yu subconsciously looked at the other people in the pavilion, but found that there were no other palace people outside the pavilion except Yuan Fu. .

"What do I want your life for?" Pei Yu felt that there was something in Zhuanxu's words, but he couldn't figure out what he didn't want or couldn't let him know behind his oath-like demeanor.

"Maybe one day..." Zhuan Xucheng lowered his eyes, his expression seemed flat and he seemed to be piously saying an oath, "Even if that day comes, as long as you take my life with your own hands, as long as you tell me that you want me to die, I will fulfill your wish without hesitation."

Pei Yu stared closely at Zhuan Xucheng's unshaven eyelashes, turned his eyes away and changed the subject, "Does your majesty know if Mr. Yuan is married? Do you have concubines? Do you have brothers and sisters? How is the family situation?" ?”

Zhuan Xu raised his head, not knowing why Pei Yu's topic suddenly turned to someone else, he quickly suppressed the sudden turmoil in his heart, and answered honestly, "You're talking about the Minister of War, Yuan Yue?"

Seeing Pei Yu nodding his head, Zhuan Xucheng thought for a while and then replied, "Yuan Yue is not married yet, nor does he have a concubine, his parents are still alive, and there is only one younger sister waiting in the boudoir... What are you doing asking these things?"

"For my sister." Pei Yu smiled wryly, "I was late for the flower viewing party yesterday, if Mr. Yuan hadn't rescued me, Jin'er didn't know what would have happened, so I planned to go to Yuan's house today to thank her, and my sister happened to be married Even at her age, I also want to help her get acquainted."

The gloom in Zhuan Xucheng's heart dissipated instantly, and even because of the little excitement that this incident might separate Ning Hanjin's follower from Pei Yu, his attitude was much more positive, "Master Yuan has a good reputation, and I have never heard of it Fengyue news, I heard that she is very clean and self-disciplined, and her age is just right, so thinking about it, she is indeed a good match for Youyun's sister."

Pei Yu pursed his lips, noncommittal, but in his heart he was a little surprised by Zhuan Xucheng's comprehensive information gathering ability and excellent memory. You must know that the position of Minister of the Ministry of War is either big or small, if what Zhuan Xucheng masters is only his Pei Yu felt that the official news was normal, but he didn't expect that he knew all about the family and the marriage situation and kept it in his mind. This was very careful, even a little scary.

Pei Yu had no doubts, not to mention the Minister of the Ministry of War, officials of the fourth rank and above might have no privacy in front of Zhuan Xucheng at all.

"...If Youyun thinks it's okay, I can marry Lingmei and Yuanyue immediately. There will be an auspicious day early next year, which is very suitable for marriage."

Pei Yu came back to his senses when he heard this, and said with a smile, "Don't bother the emperor now, the matter between the former servant and the family sister is all my own thinking, and my father and grandmother don't know about it yet, so I still think about it." I will discuss it with my family after I visit Yuan’s family today.”

Zhuan Xu nodded his head. He naturally knew that Ning Hanjin couldn't just marry if he said so, and even if Pei Yu was optimistic about Yuan Yue, the Ning family might not agree, because if you really want to count, even if Yuan Yue was young and already served as the Minister of the Ministry of War, it would be very difficult. It's rare, but compared with Ning Hanjin, the only daughter of the Prime Minister on the right, and Ning Hanjin, the only sister of the household servant, Yuan Yue's status is still low.

"What Youyun said is also right, you should be very cautious about getting married." Zhuan Xucheng took a sip of tea, and naturally turned the topic to Pei Yu, "I just don't know how much Youyun has about his own marriage. How do you think about it?"