Hanliang Hall is very empty, not empty and empty, but empty without popularity, the concubines dare not laugh loudly, the queen never reports the shortcomings of the parents, and the minions are even more unlucky, they don't even dare to speak, and even their breathing is low.

This huge, majestic palace, from the outside looks like the flying tower is golden and splendid, but the taste inside is really who is the emperor who knows, this full hall except for the dragon bed is able to lie on people, other places are simply furnishings, even the emperor himself is a furnishing, just because Hanliang Hall is the emperor's bedroom.

No matter who becomes the emperor, it can only be here, all the same.

Although Fu Ji was in a kind tone, the obvious brow had just loosened, and he was in a bad mood at first glance.

It's inconvenient for me to ask Fu Ji what the excerpt is about, but I can guess it, at most, those officials who are looking for death are looking for an excuse to cut Fu Sen's phase, or the excerpt of impeaching our Lu family, which is not new at all.

The government is not just a speech official who wants to say it, and he can impeach whoever he wants, and the final decision is still in the hands of Fu Ji.

Even if he really listens to Cheng Guogong's words, he may not really do it.

At least that's what I think.

I've been impeached a lot over the years, so it's okay to see if it's nothing~

As soon as he sat down facing Fu Ji, the palace people divided into two columns, and a table full of dishes was arranged, densely packed, silently lined up from the head of the table to the end of the table, even if there was still a little appetite just now, it should be lost at this time.

I hate to use this kind of imperial food the most, and I don't say anything about Fu Ji far away, and I can't say anything at all, and I may not be able to catch Fu Ji even if I throw a flattering eye.

It's not a pleasant meal, but you can't just sit like that, how embarrassing it is.

I showed a little grievance in front of Fu Ji at the right time, and sure enough, after a few seconds of grievance, Fu Ji noticed.

said that they were eating together, but in fact, he only drank two sips of Muxi dew, and sandwiched two chopsticks and bamboo shoots, so he asked Nan Wei to remove the porcelain plate in front of him.

I, I didn't come to accompany Fu Ji for lunch, I also put down the chopsticks at this time, and walked to Fu Ji's side, but I thought that I had a request for others, and it was not good to just do it, so I reached out and took a piece of mandarin duck roll that had been placed on the table, picked it up and took a bite of it myself, and then handed it to Fu Ji's mouth, looking extremely intimate, and even with a voice that only the two of us could hear: "Ah Ji also took a bite, the concubine has eaten it, and it is very sweet~"

"Nonsense" Fu Ji laughed, his eyes were still full of obscure depression, but in the end he was still willing to indulge me, and he also took a bite of the mandarin duck roll, and half-jokingly: "Let's say, it's rare to see my concubine go out of the 'far' door, ask for an Andu to lie in bed on weekdays, and even refuse to accompany me to walk a few more steps in the imperial garden, why did you come here in person today?"

The little love between the imperial concubines is not enough for outsiders, the concubine is respectful, and the emperor is also favored, even if the queen comes, I can't get into it, I laughed and Fu Ji was tired of being crooked for a long time, and I pretended to be stupid and stunned, and the distance from the real silly Bai Tian in the book was only fifty steps and one hundred steps, and he was laughing and leaning, and he was finally a little happy.

Seeing that Fu Ji's brows were loose, and the gloomy atmosphere under his eyes finally cleared and dissipated, looking less terrible, I waved my hand to call the black plum who had been waiting outside to come in, turned my head and shook Fu Ji's arm again, and the words were full of girlish coquettishness: "The Duan Yan and Hui Mo of the last holy reward are good, the concubine has nothing to do these days, and she is writing and painting in the palace, and she was in good spirits yesterday, so she painted a fan, thinking about giving it to her father.... sent it to Chang Yun, and also asked her to show off the fan drawn by Concubine Rui of our Jinggong Palace when she entered the palace next time. As I spoke, I took it and showed it to Fu Ji: "Look, the concubine, this orchid painting is good?"

Fu Ji didn't seem to be interested, he took a look, and with a short hum, he nodded a little bit on the orchid I painted, and said in a natural tone: "This petal is too full, too much, elegant and not clear." After speaking, he covered my hand again, and stroked the orchid together, from the bud to the flower pole, and the mouth was gossiping, but it sounded meaningful: "If you have no distractions when painting, only lightly apply a few strokes, then it will be good........."

I couldn't reply to this, and it was inconvenient to ask, and it was even more difficult to avoid it too much, so I laughed, and my voice was dry: "The concubine originally wanted to ask the saint to inscribe two words, but it seems that it is not possible." Having said that, I still have to give myself a step down: "Next time, if you don't want the concubine to simply draw a picture of a hundred flowers, add anything thick and light, and see if you still rely on the words." ”

The steps are self-sufficient, Fu Ji is also happy to point to the end, let go of his hand, and is willing to coax her with his heart, and in a blink of an eye, he smiled lightly, and his appearance was gentle: "Okay, I wait, the next time the concubine comes with a painting, I will turn around and write a poem of a hundred flowers, and at the beginning I will write that the peony is red, and the person wins the serial jade, so that the sister of the concubine will be beautiful in the winter." ”

This is the man who is the emperor, the public and private are clear, but they are also extremely unclear, the last second can be gloomy and gloomy with the orchid to tell you to converge the edge, and the next second is like this with affection and jokes, eating mandarin duck rolls with you, stroking the fan together, and saying things like a sentence with sincerity, there is no way to blame it, so that you are not annoyed with him, and it is not to love him.

I walked out of the Hanliang Palace, I don't know if I didn't eat enough for lunch, or I was choked by Fu Ji's words, I only felt physically and mentally exhausted, and I had to sleep for three days to make up for it.

The palace people carrying the sedan chair were waiting to show me, and I looked back at the Hanliang Palace, which was still silent, and wanted to look inside through the layers of windows and steps, to see if Fu Ji picked up the music again.

It's just that after watching it for a while, I was very sad to find that it was so far away that I couldn't even see Nan Xi.

Wu Meizi carried me to the phoenix, the sky was still good, the sun was shining, it was not a gloomy day; I didn't ask for grace from Fu Ji, so I didn't really want to go back to Zhaosheng Palace, but I couldn't think of any other place to hang out, so I had to go and watch, and casually ordered: "Go to the Liuli Palace." ”

The eunuchs just said that the clairvoyance of the eunuchs was born with a good ear, Nan Wei looked at the scarlet sedan chair and walked to the north corner, knowing that the concubine was going to the glass hall to arrange a person to distribute, and a dodge into the inner hall, I saw the saint take a pen to write and draw on a piece of paper, a few strokes of effort, I drew a map of the four seasons, look at the color and pattern of the flowers on the top, it should be the favorite wisteria of the noble concubine.

Nan Xi guessed that it might be to send it to the noble concubine Niangniang later, after all, before the concubine came, Cheng Guogong also came, and said a lot of things, so that the saint had to weigh it, even if he didn't like it, he had to take care of Cheng Guifei's piece.

As for whether the inscribed painting is sent to Ruichang Palace, whether the noble concubine wants to use it to make the concubine, or whether she wants to hide it and not expose it, only God knows.

The people over there were guessing, on this side, Fu Ji stopped after drawing a few strokes, raised his eyes at him, and his expression was completely different from when the concubine was there just now, and he was indescribably pale and gloomy: "How is the Yuwang Mansion?"

Nan Xida has been serving since the East Palace, but every time he sees the saint like this, he panics, and hurriedly beats a Qian'er, reined in his voice, and said as calmly as possible: "The slave has been watching, the prince has not been to the court these days, but he has not seen where to go in private, and he only stays in the palace with all his heart, looking at it like that, he may be really discouraged......."

There are some things that are too late to be repeated.

Fu Ji laughed, and said sarcastically: "He is discouraged? Presumably, he is not discouraged, but Qi Zhen did not change the tax according to his wishes, so that he can earn a reputation for those soldiers." ”

A cold sweat broke out behind Nan Xi's back, and he couldn't say anything, so he could only say: "Didn't the Duke of Chengguo just say it, after all, the prince's seal has not been unloaded yet, and General Lu has always been friendly with the prince, if the saint wants to gradually take back the power, he can only slowly ..........figure it out."

Cheng Guogong is treacherous, but his words are right.

Sometimes, the facts and the truth are the same, the same makes people angry, the same annoyance, and makes people helpless; Fu Ji's eyes are a little red, and his left hand slams on the desk, and in the blink of an eye, he has changed into a fierce appearance of gritting his teeth.

He understood that this was his old mistake again, so he endured his temper, and finally didn't tear up the newly painted map of the four seasons, only sighed that Xianyi left at the wrong time, she had just walked a few steps, and she suddenly became ill.

Otherwise, if she had been by his side for himself to vent, he wouldn't be so uncomfortable now.

It is not unreasonable for him to call her a fairy fairy when he named her his concubine Rui Guifei and showed her face for her.

As long as she is still a concubine, she will never be able to disobey, she will never be able to confront this huge Jing Palace, and she will always be at his mercy.

But he likes her, not only because she is the daughter of the Lu family.

Since he gave her what she wanted, it was only natural for her to accept such a little indulgence.

Without Xianxian, where would he go to find a good chess piece like her?

Slowed down and slowed, Fu Ji gritted his teeth, pinched the jade dragon fish on his waist and tightened it, barely controlled his temper, and at the same time endured the innate abusive temperament in his bones, and did not lose control as soon as he was stimulated like before.

Over the years, with the immortal by his side, this problem has been alleviated a lot.

It's just that I suppressed my temperament, and my face was still so pale, and I couldn't recover for a while.

"Go to Ruichang Palace at night, I will go and see the noble concubine"

Shen Sheng instructed Nan Xi to put away the four seasons map, Fu Ji said.