My lord, the five elements are missing me

Finally, when it was dark, the emperor finished handling the government affairs for the day, so he had his own time to take a rest.

"Prepare the sedan chair, I'm going to take a walk around. Although the floods have been dealt with almost in the past few days, and the effect is remarkable, but these damned admonishers are still reporting this one and that one non-stop. It really gives me a headache. Died! And I still have the mood to say that I just guarantee that I need to work hard. You say that I am the emperor, go to the harem several times a month, and visit several concubines every day. What does it have to do with them? Follow up every day My ass can only talk nonsense, if they have the ability, they will give birth to a prince! I am so young, I am already worried that I will have no successor, these old guys are really tired of life!"

In the eyes of outsiders, Qin Fu has always been a fake emperor who doesn't care much about government affairs.The time he spent in the royal study and the time he spent in the harem every day were simply not proportional.

But no one knew that he was so dissolute, that even under the appearance that he would sleep in the early morning, he would squeeze out more time to finish the whole day's memorials when no one was around.But only his closest internal official Fuzi knew about this.

And he dealt with some things that he felt very embarrassing. Although the role of the emperor is invisible, the effect is very obvious.

Fuzi also feels sorry for the emperor's behavior. He is already tired enough to deal with the ways he treated him every day, and even has to deal with those tedious memorials, big and small. If he is not young and strong, his body may It has long been worn down.

"Your majesty has to worry about your health. It's getting colder these days, and you're getting shorter and shorter sleep at night, and even have insomnia.

Fuzi had already given up, he knew how serious this superficially frivolous emperor was in his heart, of course it was impossible to listen to him, but he still wanted to say what he had to say, and in the next few days he might find someone The method is to force him to rest for a few days.

"If you really feel sorry for me, hurry up and do as I said. I've been suffocating these few days. Let's go out of the palace to play for two days! When I come back, I must clean up. Those guys who helped me screen the memorials, what are you doing?" The rubbish is piled up in front of me, seriously, am I illiterate?"

It has been three days since San Yueji was picked up from Prince Qin's mansion, but in order not to make the queen mother too angry, the emperor should be restraining his inner anxiety and enthusiasm, so he could only wait patiently.

This period of time is already the limit of what he can endure. If he continues to hold back like this, he is afraid that instead of being exhausted, he will be kept awake at night by a woman who thinks about it day and night.

"Your Majesty! All parties have been staring at you recently, can't you restrain yourself? Now the whole court, including the people, are talking about this matter, and the limelight has not yet passed. Are you so blatant to avoid suspicion? What's more, the Empress Dowager is staring at you, if this continues, what should I do if the old man gets angry?"

Others dare not say this, but Fuzi, who grew up with the emperor, doesn't shy away so much.

"Is there any way to restore my image in the eyes of others? Keeping this beauty and not wanting to use it, but condescending myself in the palace, you think this is what I, an idiot emperor, should do. Put your worries away. Although there will be writers scolding me tomorrow, it won't be too serious after all, my mother's heart is bigger than you and I imagined, and it will probably be anticlimactic again by then."

Being able to stay on the throne with this attitude for so long, even the queen mother has indeed helped a lot, but if the emperor is really like mud and cannot be supported at all, then the situation will definitely not be as optimistic as it is now.

Fuzi never said that he couldn't help Qin Fu, who he had served all his life, and after he wanted to slap himself twice for his clumsy tongue, he finally resigned to his fate and went down to give orders.

A group of authors screamed, and when they finally reached the gate of the small courtyard, the melodious sound of Guqin came from inside.

"Feng Qiuhuang?" Because the place where he played the piano was far away from the door, the voice could not be heard clearly. After listening to it for a long time, he finally figured out what the song was. He took out the bronze mirror that had been prepared in the soft sedan, and looked at his outfit today several times, before he was willing to go down and knock on the door.

"Today I'm dressed in purple. Although I look noble, it's a bit too grand. Do you think he will feel displeased and neglect me?"

"Is this jade hairpin too plain? Although my appearance is not bad, clothes make a person depend on me. This dress..."

"Find someone to bring me a pair of shoes, my boots have dust on them! I don't want to give people the impression that I don't care about hygiene!"

……

Qin Fu stood in the same place, thinking nonstop, constantly looking for those unfounded problems in himself.

Those who can come and go here are not ordinary traffickers and pawns. Those who can see this scene are mostly dignitaries in the capital, and most of them are the sons and daughters of officials who are mixed in the forbidden army.

The emperor, who was so rare to see, stood at the door of such a small courtyard in such a tangled manner that everyone couldn't help but send their own eyeliners to visit. Who is there?

After Fuzi felt more and more veiled and hot eyes, she finally couldn't hold back anymore, couldn't help but took Qin Fu's arm, and led her into the door without a trace.

Qin Fu still has a lot of dissatisfaction, but since he has already entered, he naturally has to maintain his demeanor, otherwise it will be passed to the ears of his sweetheart, so it is nothing.

The sound of Guqin is still playing and singing, and the closer you walk, the more you can feel the exquisite heart of the person playing the ball.

"Miss, the sound of the piano is really exquisite. Even though we ordinary people don't understand music, we are deeply addicted to it. It's really wonderful."

San Yueji didn't know what she was thinking, as she played the music, she became more and more excited, and there was a strong sadness flowing inside.

After a few high notes, the string broke with a bang.

San Yueji stared blankly at her beloved Qin, and couldn't tell what he was thinking, but from Qin Fu's point of view, San Yueji looked completely stunned by herself, which was indescribably cute.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, forgive me. I don't know that you are coming today, so I am far away from welcoming you."

Hearing the voice of a strange man, San Yueji was surprised at first, and then immediately realized who it was, and immediately prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing his head continuously.

"Hurry up, I'm wearing casual clothes today, of course I'm not some high-ranking emperor, why don't you just treat me as your bosom friend and come here to listen to a few songs? Or is your qin melody high or low, that's something ordinary people like me can't understand ?"

Ever since that glimpse in the theater, San Yue Ji has become the white moonlight in Qin Fu's heart, longing for but unattainable, and now that the white moonlight is in his hand, needless to say the unbearable feeling of itching .

Originally, when I was supporting someone's luggage, my movements were all imaginary, but when I lifted my hands, there was still half a step between the two of them.But this time the emperor actually helped him out.

San Yueji felt the warmth coming from her clothes, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, her face flushed.

The emperor also felt that his actions were really Meng Lang, but considering his status, these actions were nothing, so he felt relieved at the moment.