The scorching sun shone brightly in the sky. arrive

The emperor's bedroom was constantly coming from the sound of a woman's frolic, and it was not a woman's voice, like a yellow bird, sweet and delicate, all of them had a good voice.

Feng Chengen, the eunuch of the master of ceremonies, stood between a wall, and occasionally heard one or two of the emperor's ** voices, Feng Chengen, who was dying of old age, listened to the heartache, Two lines of old tears, straight down.

A quarter of an hour later, the voices inside were all closed, and after a while, three palace beauties came out, graceful and youthful.

In the Forbidden Palace, there is a bleak saying that a concubine who is not favored is not even as good as a slave and maid, in fact, a concubine who is favored may not be as good as a slave and maid, just like these three women who have been favored recently and have just been favored, just now it was as if they were full of essence, charming and moving, and the next moment it was like a mouse seeing a cat, trembling, and they all bent their knees to Feng Chengen.

Feng Chengen didn't have a good face for these goblins who squeezed the emperor dry, and waved his hand with a painful face.

The three beauties were pardoned, and they left quickly with small steps.

Feng Chengen entered the inner hall, first doused the aphrodisiac incense with a residual tea, opened the window lattice for ventilation, and finally walked to the edge of the dragon couch, looking at the master he had served for decades lying on his back on the dragon scale brocade quilt, covered with sweat, pale complexion, half dead, and did not even have the strength to say a word.

Feng Chengen choked in his heart, knelt at the foot of the bed, and wept silently.

After a while, the emperor's fingers moved, moved to the top of Feng Chengen's head, stroked it twice like a cat, and sneered: "You also understand, how happy this is." ”

Feng Chengen was eunuch in order to become a master, abandon his family and children, and castrate himself into the palace, of course he has experienced the joy of fish and water between men and women, it is precisely because of this that Feng Chengen still has a lot of opinions, muttering: "Your Majesty is a noble body, and you don't have to be ...... Those inferior people have ruined their bodies and bones!"

The emperor is now going to be happy all day long, and he didn't listen to Feng Chengen's persuasion, so he took a break and said, "Today, who do you want to see?"

Feng Chengen immediately said: "Yan Shenggong entered the court, and His Majesty gave a banquet in Zhaoyang Palace. ”

"Old Kong ......" the emperor's tone was playful, and he said: "It was delayed again and again, and it was not until the golden autumn that he came belatedly." ”

Feng Chengen did not hesitate to say good things, and said: "Kong Lao fell down, and it is not cheap to walk so far, and he admits that he has lost his honor in front of the palace, and wants to crutch in front of His Majesty." ”

The emperor remembered that Yan Shenggong was already an old man in his seventies, and it was understandable that he was too old to walk, and he was also old when he joined the emperor again, and he knew more and more that he was pitiful when he was old, and he was very sympathetic: "Give him a sedan chair to enter, there are not many people of the older generation I remember." ”

Feng Chengen promised.

The emperor paused, and then asked, "How many of my sons ......?"

The weight of Yan Shenggong is not only the descendants of the Confucian family, he was an official in the Hanlin Academy before he inherited the family title, and he once gave the emperor a career to solve doubts, he is an imperial teacher, and the emperor is still respected.

The eyeliner was all clothed, and Feng Chengen said: "His Royal Highness said that he borrowed the longevity of Old Kong and asked him to be a ......" The girl raised in the Jia family is now raised under the knees of Princess Jing as an adopted daughter, however, a few people who should know know that this girl is Princess Jing's own flesh and blood, so Feng Chengen said respectfully and said: "The Sixth Highness asked Old Kong to give the little county lord a nickname, in order to make a living." ”

There is such a saying, the emperor said abruptly: "Life is rare for seventy years!"

Feng Chengen's eyes flashed, and he said: "His Royal Highness the Seventh also visited Elder Kong and talked a lot about Li Tai's political achievements during his lifetime. ”

The emperor's breathing was short and slight, and the emperor didn't say anything.

Feng Chengen showed his sorrow, went to the outside to fetch warm water, and wrung a handkerchief to wipe the emperor's body.

The emperor sat on the dragon couch, took off his close-fitting middle coat, and exposed his upper body. The emperor is already old, and his figure is naturally not good-looking, with loose skin, age spots, and even more ugly, the emperor still has large burn scars on his body.

From the right elbow up, below the neck, to the acupoint of the door, one-third of the back, the skin is uneven, the complexion is red and white, and the muscles and flesh are stiff, like a piece of dead meat.

Twenty years have passed, and this shocking scar still shows what kind of betrayal and crisis the emperor has experienced.

Tightly wrapped around this dilapidated body, the emperor moved to Zhaoyang Palace.

The bearded and white-haired Yan Shenggong was already waiting here, holding an ebony elephant pattern cane, standing up and saluting with great difficulty, and his every move interpreted the old state of the wind and candle.

The emperor sat down on a chair with a gilded longevity character eight treasure pattern, and said to Yan Shenggong cordially: "Sir, take a seat too, are you hungry?"

Without waiting for the Holy Father to answer, the emperor showed his good appetite and said, "I am hungry, and I am not hungry at all after the braised noodles I ate this morning." ”

Yan Shenggong was very supportive and said: "The emperor is so blessed, the old man has lost his teeth, and he can no longer taste the gluten of noodles, so he can only drink some soup and water." ”

The emperor paid attention to it, and Yan Shenggong opened his mouth slightly when he spoke, and his mouth was black and hollow, and he didn't see a single white tooth. The emperor was also sympathetic and nodded slightly to Feng Chengen.

Feng Chengen understood, and reduced a few dishes that cost teeth, such as red steaked bear's paws, stewed leopard tendons, steamed eggs with bird's nest, Bazhen tofu, milky white taro, ginger fish soup, including delicacies from the mountains and seas and home-style stir-fry, and a dish, which is quite spicy to the eyes, but for old men, it is also ordinary, stewed deer whip.

The dishes were poured on the hot water, and the emperor and Yan Shenggong talked in detail about the situation of the academies in various places, and finally talked about the Guozijian, and the declining style of the Guozijian.

Can it be lower, the court has been short of silver in recent years, and the quota for admission to the national prison has been instructed by the emperor and presided over by King Jing to donate five hundred.

"I know what's being said out there. The emperor held the imperial bowl, rested his hands on the table, and said: "It's just that in these years, there is no year when the wind and rain are smooth, the Yellow River has been rectified, Guangxi has been rectified, Guangxi has been rectified, Shaanxi and Gansu have been drought again, and there will be a lot of silver everywhere, how big the world is, how many places to spend silver, who has thought about this." ”

Yan Shenggong remained silent, and in this silent palace room, it was extremely abrupt.

The emperor was humble and said, "What did Sir teach me? Sir is also proficient in economics......

Duke Yansheng is not among the civil and military officials, his duty is to worship and manage the households of Confucius, so this position of Duke Yan is also the end of a career, although the status is noble, but not above the temple, but because of the personal relationship between the emperor and the Duke of Yan, Duke Yan can still say a few words.

Yan Shenggong said with a smile: "The emperor needs a shrewd and capable Hubu Shangshu. ”

The emperor joked: "If Wang Wenxian hears this, where will he be faced." ”

Now, Wang Wenxian is the first assistant of the cabinet and the secretary of the household department. Although Yan Shenggong said with a smile, he obviously had a complaint for Wang Wenxian. But now the crux of the court situation is not on Wang Wenxian, but on the emperor, so Yan Shenggong is just a small talk.

Sandwiched a piece of tofu and crushed it with his gums, Yan Shenggong wiped his mouth and said: "The court is accumulating shortcomings day by day, unless it is a day's work, if the emperor can't finish it, there will be latecomers." ”

This is tactful enough, the emperor is like a stiffening reptile, his teeth and claws are motionless, how to get rid of it, only the new monarch can make the weather look new, this is only possible.

The emperor was really distressed, and said: "My son is stubble after stubble, and there is no one, I look at all four corners." ”

Not to mention the first few, Yan Shenggong stopped beating around the bend, and asked directly: "What's wrong with the Sixth Highness?"

"He's too much like me!"

This may sound unreasonable, but it is actually reasonable. The country seeks innovation and change, and King Jing is too similar to the emperor, so it is inevitable that he will follow the emperor's old path, and the reform will not be carried out.

Yan Shenggong asked again: "What's wrong with the Seventh Highness?"

The emperor was conflicted and regretful, and said: "He is too unlike me." ”

Although Zhao Yanheng once showed confidence in front of the emperor, but his political achievements were not spoken, thinking that when the emperor first ascended the throne, he was still full of pride, and wanted to establish a more prosperous cause on top of Renzong, but as a result, it was difficult for the king to keep the success. The emperor was worried that Zhao Yanheng would be beaten by reality.

You must know that Qin Shi Huang and Emperor Yang of Sui, they did not lose the foundation of their ancestors because of mediocrity, they were too outstanding to be tolerated by reality.

Yan Shenggong hehe, said: "The emperor thinks too much. ”

The emperor glanced at Yan Shenggong, but he didn't say anything, can the emperor not think about it, he still wants the Zhao family, thousands of years, to dominate the country.

Well, putting this topic aside for the time being, Yan Shenggong took another head and said: "The old minister listened to what Xuanguo Gong said, Xifan Chadan Shi Khan is ambitious, and has unified the area from Ulan Ula Lake to Qinghai Lake, and he has released words that they are located on the top of a high mountain, and the people under their feet are not allowed to run rampant. ”

Xifan Chadan Shihan is to unify half of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, the Central Plains is the 'foot', now the Western Fan tribes are nominally under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, in fact, like a wild horse, has long been not called.

Now this wild horse won't listen to you and wants to come and beat you.

The emperor sat upright and said: "Zhu Qin put his two sons and several children of the clan in Xining Pass, and put these sons of the Zhu family in Xining Pass, Zhu Qin is rushing to make meritorious contributions." ”

Yan Shenggong bowed his head and said: "Xuanguo is just in its prime, and its thirst for war is also understandable. "One of the nephews that Yan Shenggong values the most is married to the daughter of Xuan Guogong, this family matter is a pair, and now, Yan Shenggong is helping Zhu Qin speak.

Zhu Qin asked several times to be stationed at Xining Pass, but the emperor did not agree.

Because Zhu Qin is a sharp sword, pulling it out is to cut people, but the emperor doesn't want to fight in the west for the time being, and he finally dragged a little silver in his hand, and the emperor still wants to repair his imperial mausoleum.

The king's death is like life, if the emperor's tomb is not satisfied, the emperor will feel that he is not dignified after death.

Yan Shenggong sighed and said, "Speaking of which, the emperor is still missing a shrewd and capable Hubu Shangshu. Otherwise, why can't you let go of your hands and feet, and let the barbarians on the high mountains be so presumptuous!" 166 Reading Network