In the imperial garden, there are corridors and waists, high eaves and high pecks, and the gravel under the steps spreads into a road. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Le Lin looked at the slightly clumsy back of the eunuch Xing An, who led the way for her in front of her, and the restraint in her heart gradually eased.

I thought that it would be like in the TV series under the main hall, in front of hundreds of civil and military officials, which made Le Lin worried, but who knew that after completing the process of attacking the lord in the Ministry of Rites today, he was told that he only needed to go down to the Wende Hall to meet the official family alone.

Thinking about it, fortunately, Chai Jue reminded him, and he asked a lot of rules in the palace, otherwise, he would have made a fool of himself today.

For example, in the Song Dynasty, there was no such thing as a "father-in-law" for eunuchs.

"Chief, can you be a little slower?"

The royal garden is so big, the two of them went around for more than half an hour.

The partial sheng Xing'an looked old and dizzy, but he walked like the wind. Le Lin chased all the way, and her cheeks turned white from exhaustion.

Xing'an is a eunuch who has been serving the official family all the year round, he is more than half a hundred years old, his eyebrows are gray, seeing Le Lin panting, he laughed and quipped: "An Guohou is a little weaker, you Weng Weng and your father were also led by the family, they never complained." ”

Le Lin gasped and said with a smile: "The cabinet chief has good advice, and the juniors will definitely exercise more." ”

Seeing that she had never relied on An Guohou's identity, Xing An had a good feeling in her heart: "Only your Lejia people are like this, and you are not angry when you are laughed at by the sprinkled family." ”

The eunuchs of the Song Dynasty, compared with the Ming and Qing dynasties, can be described as low.

In the original time and space of Le Lin, at the beginning of Song Yingzong's accession to the throne, the eunuch Ren Shouzhong was summoned to the political hall by Prime Minister Han Qi because of "repeated treachery" and reprimanded: "You deserve death for your crimes!" , as a person close to the emperor, he was scared like a turtle grandson when he was slaughtered, and he didn't even dare to put a fart, compared with Wei Zhongxian, the "nine thousand years old" in the Ming Dynasty, and Li Lianying, the great eunuch of the Qing Dynasty, it was simply a wretch.

And the Song Dynasty in this time and space is the same.

During the time of Emperor Renzong, once, the official family and the prime minister Lu Yijian were angry because of their different political views, and the official family was furious, threatening to demote him, and swept away the four treasures of the study room on the case, and suddenly there was a sound of ping-pong in the hall.

Xing'an was shocked, knelt down and persuaded the official's family to calm his anger and think twice.

Who knew that Lu Yijian was furious, and he actually pointed at Xing'an and said: "Shut up! If the world knows that this seat wants to be interceded by a castration, how can there be a clear reputation!"

At that moment, the criminal security party knew that even though he was a person around the official family, these civil and military officials were usually in front of the "cabinet chief" and behind the "cabinet chief", but no one had ever looked at him highly.

The only exception is that man......

In my memory, he was the one who guided him in the face of the saint.

Originally, there was nothing to say all the way, but when passing through the West Garden of the Imperial Garden, Lexin suddenly stopped and sighed: "A little red in the green bushes, beautiful, beautiful." ”

Not far away, there are a few begonia flowers, red like fire, which contrasts with the lush greenery around them.

These begonias were planted by Xing'an himself, so he replied with a smile: "Thank you for your love." ”

"Is it your masterpiece?"

Lexin's tone is calm and natural, neither sycophant nor arrogant.

Xing An saw that he was sincerely praised, and he was overjoyed: "I am afraid that the official family will feel bored, so I moved the begonias in Dongyuan here." ”

Lexin said: "Although red and green are eye-catching, the contrast is too much, and another color should be matched." ”

Xing An asked: "Is it good to match yellow? There are a few hairy tigers in Nanyuan at the right time." ”

Lexin shook his head: "Red, green, plus yellow, it's more vulgar, but there are pink ones?"

Xing An looked at the scene in front of him, imagined it, patted his head, and exclaimed: "Exactly!

"How's the peony?"

"I think it's more suitable for cyclamen, what do you say?"

"Speaking of which, there is a restaurant in the north of the city called Cyclamen......

"Is it the one in Taiyong Alley?"

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The two of them spoke without saying a word.

Lexin talked about some of the scenery of Bianjing, some of the beautiful scenery nearby, and some interesting things about the palace when he returned to the palace.

The white head is as new, and the cover is the same, like a friend who has known each other for a long time.

That was the first time he felt the joy of being in a relationship as equals.

Later, when he was resting, he would ask Lexin to travel the mountains and rivers.

Lexin has rarely entered the palace, but every time he does not forget to bring some mung bean cakes from Zhan Xingji in Dongshi to Xing'an.

When it came to Le Song's attack, he was also the one who led the way.

On that day, Le Song handed him a box of mung bean cakes and said: "My father once said before his death that his criminal brother loved to eat Zhan Xingji's mung bean cakes the most, and told him that if the cabinet chief had not returned to his hometown when I was the lord, he would definitely bring some to you to taste." ”

"Brother Xin, he ......" Xing An Wan didn't expect that his sesame mung bean matter, Lexin would take great pains to explain to the heir.

Tears surged in a flash: "The Sprinkle family once thought that if there was a day when the old man left the palace, he would first ask your father to go to Tianqing Temple to eat tofu flowers......"

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The cyclamen of Xiyuan came, opened and thanked, thanked and opened.

The young disciple of the deep palace is old, the little chamberlain of the Yellow Gate back then, and now he is the "chief of the criminal cabinet".

Thinking of the past, Xing An couldn't help sighing, as the saying goes, good people don't live long. The two marquis of An Guo died unexpectedly, but he, an incomplete person, was still serving in the camp.

When he was sighing, the Wende Hall had arrived, and Xing'an's white eyebrows were crooked, like a birthday star, and he said with a smile: "An Guohou doesn't need to worry, the official family has been in a good mood recently." ”

Le Lin entered the hall alone, there were no imaginary carved beams and paintings, but brilliant, but elegant and elegant.

The sandalwood incense in the incense burner filled the space, and the hollow carved windows shot into the speckled sunlight, and the emperor was in front of the bookcase to approve the folds, and when he heard that someone was coming, he raised his head, saw Le Lin, was stunned, and said, "Is it An Guohou?"

Le Lin hurriedly followed the rules taught by Chai Jue, knelt down and said, "See the official family." ”

"Flatten. ”

Le Lin got up and took the opportunity to take a quick look at him - about thirty-five or sixteen years old, the eyebrows and eyes are a little similar to Chai Jue, but not very similar - Chai Jue is more obvious double eyelids, but the emperor is the Danfeng eyes with inner double eyelids, and the outline is about fifty or sixty percent similar.

She always felt that his appearance was so familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere, and she couldn't tell it.

The other party was also looking at Le Lin carefully, what Xing An said was true, the official family seemed to be in a good mood, and smiled at Le Lin: "You look very similar to your father." ”

Lelin didn't know what to do for a while, should she be grateful, but what is there to be grateful for a son like a father?

Seeing that "he" did not speak, nor did he blame, the official family put down the folds, paced to the window, and looked out the window at the imperial garden, as if he was stuck in a memory, and seemed to be pondering, for a long time, Fang said: "I and your father were classmates in the official school, and I also went to your Hou Mansion when I was young. ”

"Wechen is honored. Le Lin replied, thinking, there should be nothing wrong with such an answer.

The official family didn't hear it, and said to himself: "Your father is quick to think, but unfortunately, his ambition is not in the temple." ”

Then he asked, "Is your aunt okay?"

"Huh?" Le Lin didn't expect him to ask, and said, "Pretty ...... Pretty good. ”

"Your uncle is also a young talent, and it should be good to want to treat her. ”

Uncle Le Lin had seen it, so she had to take the opportunity to reply: "Exactly, the piano is harmonious, and I envy others." ”

The official was silent, his back to Le Lin, and he couldn't see what his expression was, and after a while, he said, "I still want to criticize the fold, you can step down." ”

Ah? She was worried about the face of the saint all night, and it was over? Didn't the emperor on TV usually have to tell a few words of "be loyal to the king and serve the country" or something?

However, the emperor opened his mouth, and he was happy to leave, so he knelt down and said: "Xie Guan's family, Weichen retires." ”

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