I want to be a faint king [Rebirth]

In the hot summer, the lotus flowers in the National Academy of Sciences were just in bloom, and in the Chongwen Hall, Yuan Yin also ordered people to move a large vat, and moved a few lotus plants into the vat, so even if there is no incense in the Chongwen Hall, it still exudes a faint fragrance , Yuan Yin likes it very much.

And Xiao Rong paced back and forth in front of Yuan Yin holding the book behind his back, not afraid of the scorching summer, explaining the way of university to Yuan Yin with his heart.

Yuan Yin rested his chin and looked at the walking beauty in front of him, the outline of the profile was deeply engraved in his heart, he always remembered what Xiao Rong once said, he also dreamed about his own words, so he couldn't help but speak interrupt him:

"Xiao Aiqing, you're thirsty. Take a break. In this hot summer, I'm tired of listening to your speech. Xiao Qing might as well sit down and have a rest. Come back with me to pick some lotus pods. I'll listen while eating. What do you say?"

"If your majesty is tired, it's okay to take a rest." Under Yuan Yin's gaze, Xiao Rong moved a chair and sat in the hall after saluting.

"Sit closer." Yuan Yin ordered quickly.

Xiao Rong raised his eyes to look at Yuan Yin, his deep eyes met Shang Yuan Yin's bright eyes, stared for a moment, then he had to obey the order, and sat closer: "I know that your majesty is worried about the flood in Chongjiang and other places recently, Didn't His Majesty send the imperial envoy Zhao He to investigate in Chongjiang, he will definitely report the disaster situation to His Majesty truthfully."

Hearing Xiao Rong mention this matter, Yuan Yin also frowned. In the last life, in the second year, the floods in Chongjiang and the two places were severely abnormal, causing the fertile land to be washed away, and many residents living on both sides of the river were killed. Therefore, Yuan Yin After he ascended the throne, he ordered the prefect of Chongzhou to relocate the residents near the Sanjiangkou to live in higher places on the grounds that the two places in Chongjiang were prone to floods during the reign of the first emperor. Reservoirs are used to discharge tons of water for use in times of drought.

I thought I had the foresight to build flood-resistant dams and diversion canal reservoirs, and the past events would never happen again. Unexpectedly, these things always failed to keep up with the changes. This year’s floods still destroyed the dams. The reservoir, in the end, destroyed half of the fertile land and crops, but fortunately, no one was affected by the disaster, which is a blessing. Yuan Yin sympathized with the people, so he was exempted from taxes in the two places of Chongjiang for one year.

But the dam was destroyed as soon as it was flushed, which was unexpected by Yuan Yin, so Zhao He was asked to investigate the destruction of the dam by providing disaster relief for the people.It's just that Zhao He has been gone for more than half a month, but he still has no letter to Beijing.

"But he has been gone for so long, and he didn't hand over a single copy." Yuan Yin sighed, his brows were tightly knitted, and there was a layer of melancholy on his delicate and handsome face. Xiao Rong couldn't bear to see it, so he couldn't help but said:

"Your Majesty need not worry, the imperial envoy will definitely report back to His Majesty the situation of the disaster-stricken areas in Chongzhou."

Yuan Yin raised his eyes to look at Xiao Rong's calm expression, and felt reassured, then nodded, but then smiled and said: "Xiao Qing, I haven't seen Mr. Ding'an for a long time, I have something to say I want to ask him, if I make an appointment with him today, when you come to eat, Xiao Qing might as well take me out of the palace tonight?"

"Your Majesty trusts Ding'an so much?" Xiao Rong's tone was full of doubts.

Yuan Yin smiled mysteriously and did not answer.

After all, in his heart, Mr. Ding'an knows everything. All the questions he encounters can't be solved, and these courtiers can't know. Just ask Mr. Ding'an, he will always give the answer. Sometimes Yuan Yin also thinks, if it is not Mr. Ding'an's words at the beginning, he probably wouldn't reuse Xiao Rong, and recently, he wouldn't have the heart to accept him as a queen.

On the carriage leaving the palace, Xiao Rong was sitting upright, not looking sideways, while Yuan Yin was looking at Xiao Rong's face, no matter how pleasing to the eye, he couldn't help but moved to Xiao Rong's side, and asked:

"Xiao Qing, I haven't asked you for so long, did Mr. Ding'an talk about me in private?"

Xiao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, and said seriously: "We only talk about calligraphy and painting, not other things."

"Then have you ever told him about me?" Yuan Yin asked again.

Xiao Rong exhaled lightly, and shook his head: "Your Majesty didn't order, so naturally I dare not talk too much."

"I know you are the best, cousin." As he spoke, Yuan Yin rubbed his shoulder against Xiao Rong, looking back at the several lotus plants and a lotus leaf in the porcelain vase.

Yuan Yin thought that Mr. Ding'an always gave him calligraphy and paintings, and now that the lotus flowers of the National Academy of Sciences are blooming well, he also ordered Xiaoluzi to pick a few plants and put them in porcelain vases, and prepare to bring them to Mr. Ding'an when he leaves the palace. for.

Because Xiao Rong was worried that he would be by Yuan Yin's side, Mr. Ding'an would doubt Yuan Yin's identity, so after dinner, he left the restaurant to work and let Yuan Yin talk to Mr. Ding'an alone.

Yuan Yin also agreed, after all what he wanted to ask Mr. Ding'an, Xiao Rong really couldn't hear him.

Biluochun.In the color, Yuan Yin was sitting holding a porcelain vase filled with lotus, looking at the picture of peach blossoms on the wall from time to time. Xiao Luzi took one out of the palace and gave it to Mr. Ding'an.

And Mr. Ding'an took this painting and hung it in Biluochun.The reason is that every time Yuan Yin comes to him in the future, he can see different paintings, and he can take them away when he leaves, which is counted as a gift in return.

Yuan Yin looked at the lotus in the vase, thinking that when he came to see Mr. next time, he would have a painting to take away.

Just as he was lost in thought, there was a sound of knocking on the partition. Yuan Yin was startled, put down the porcelain bottle and smiled, "Sir, you are here."

He couldn't hide his joy in his tone, but when he heard two more noises from the partition, he sat down on the stool and said with a smile: "I came here today, thinking that the lotus at home is blooming just right, although there are also flowers outside." The lotus, after all, is not as good as the one I gave, so I picked some and sent it here, and Mr. Zi will take it back after a while, okay?"

But after a while, a note was handed out in the air on the wall, with only one word: good.

Seeing Mr. Ding'an accepting the gift, Yuan Yin decided in his heart, but after thinking about it for a long time, he said with some doubts: "Actually... I came to see Mr. today because there is something that has been lingering in my heart. I can't figure it out."

Mr. Ding'an on the other side of the partition quickly handed out a note: Why don't you understand?

Yuan Yin pondered for a moment, then couldn't help getting close to the small hole on the partition, and said cautiously: "Now I am more masculine, sir, are you masculine?"

Sure enough, as Yuan Yin expected, as soon as he uttered these words, he couldn't get a reply from Mr. Ding'an for a while. Just when Yuan Yin was about to give up, he saw a note handed out from the small hole: "If you don't see the person you like When I was young, I didn't know if I was masculine, even if masculinity prevailed.

Yuan Yin savored Mr. Ding'an's words carefully, still wondering in his heart: "If it wasn't for the prevalence of masculinity, how would you know if you are masculine?"

Mr. Ding'an said: Wherever love comes, there is no distinction between men and women, and there is only one person in your heart, and there is no distinction between men and women.

Yuan Yin looked at the words on the note, the previous doubts were gone, but doubts arose in his heart, and he couldn't help asking: "Mr. is well-educated, can you solve my doubts?"

Mr. Ding'an said: "Brother Chengsi, it's okay to say."

Although Mr. Ding'an let him say it's okay, but Yuan Yin was still a little embarrassed in his heart, hesitating and didn't know how to speak, and Mr. Ding'an in the cubicle waited for him all the time without urging him.

Yuan Yin paced around the room for a long time, finally sat back on the stool, and said with some embarrassment: "Then I'm going to say, sir, don't laugh at me."

Mr. Ding'an said: Yes.

Yuan Yin took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and then said: "Mr. should know that I have a cousin, who is the cousin whom Mr. Wang asked me to be trustworthy. Do you still remember?"

Mr. Ding'an: I remember.

Yuan Yin knew that there was no turning back when he opened the bow. If he wanted to clear up the doubts in his heart, he couldn't take back his opening, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "My cousin's is very beautiful, and I like it very much. I dreamed of him, and I liked him even more in my heart, and I didn’t think he couldn’t be liked because he was a man. I used to be annoyed that he taught me to read, but gradually, I liked him to teach me to read, and even felt that it would be better if I didn’t grow up. , he will always teach me to read, we can see each other every day, and he will not marry a wife."

There was another silence in the cubicle, even Yuan Yin thought he was crazy, how could he say such a thing, but what he said was all the doubts in his heart, if he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't feel at ease.

After a long time, a note came out from this small hole: Brother Chengsi, what is it that you know?

Yuan Yin was stunned for a moment: "What is love? Mr. said, I am in love with my cousin?"

After a long time, another note came out of the small hole: It is common to be in love without knowing it. From boredom to joy, it is love. What you think about day and night is love. Love is love, brother. Of all the things in this world, the word love is the most difficult to understand, but whether this love is brotherhood, teacher-student relationship, or love, can only be experienced by Xiongtai himself.

Yuan Yin pinched the note in his hand, and asked a little dullly: "Then sir, have you ever been emotional?"

Mr. Ding'an said: Seeing each other every day, thinking about each other every day, the pain of being emotional, and not understanding love is the most painful.

Yuan Yin regarded the note in his hand as a treasure, held it carefully, and said after a long time: "It turns out that my husband and I are both trapped by this love word, so does the gentleman's sweetheart know that my husband likes her?"

Mr. Ding'an said: "The love lies in oneself, not in others. It is enough for me to like him."

Yuan Yin sat melancholy, looking at the lotus in the vase, the scene when he and Xiao Rong rowed to pick the lotus in the past recurred in his mind: "It turns out that the person you like is a man, but I can't seem to do it. If you like him, it doesn't matter if he likes me or not."

Mr. Ding'an: What do you think, brother?

There was a smile on Yuan Yin's face, and he put Mr. Ding'an's note into his arms, looked at the small hole in the compartment with a firm expression and said: "Marry him! Even if he is a man, if I want to marry him, I will marry him." If you want to marry him and be with him forever, no matter who he is in his heart, from now on, it can only be mine."