Yan Chai has an excellent memory, and as soon as he heard Zhang Yun, he remembered his origin, which was very good, which made Emperor Jia'an very satisfied. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He intended to test his son again, and when he said this, he stared at him quietly, wanting to hear Yan Chai's answer.

Standing on the dragon chair for many years, Emperor Jia'an's gaze was like a vast ocean, hiding layers of danger on the calm surface.

has been watched by him for a long time, and there is still pressure, even Du Xuanzhen and others, once they are watched by him for a long time, they will inevitably be restless.

But Yan Chai's expression was calm, such calmness was quite everyone's demeanor, which made Emperor Jia'an more satisfied, and his eyes showed a little mildness.

"According to Erchen, the rod beats a hundred, in order to pay respect." After Yan Chai said this, Emperor Jia'an raised his eyebrows, unable to see his joy and anger, only signaled him with his eyes and continued: "The Tang Dynasty Law Decree is very strict in punishing officials who are corrupt and corrupt, and fifteen horses of silk will be punished with capital punishment. ”

Emperor Jia'an laughed and didn't speak.

Yan Chai continued: "If Zhang Yun is really greedy for 7,000 horses, he should be punished for his crime." But the emperor," he said, "if fifteen horses are guilty of the same crime as seven thousand, then small greed will also become big greed, and it will not play the role of punishment." ”

Even if someone is timid and does not dare to be greedy.

But if you think about it, being greedy for fifteen horses is the same crime as a thousand, and it can prompt many officials to take risks.

This is indeed what Emperor Jia'an thought when he saw Zhang Yun's matter.

The Datang Decree was formulated by Du Xuanzhen and other scholars, but it is inevitable that there will be omissions.

"You're right to notice that." Emperor Jia'an nodded, and then pointed to the fold: "You can talk about Sun Hao's problem again." ”

When the father and son mentioned this, their eyes flashed with coldness.

Yan Chai said: "Huazhou is one of the prefectures and counties under the rule of Xijing. ”

Emperor Jia'an's gaze gradually deepened.

"It's the end of the year, the princes from all over the country who have entered Luoyang are afraid that they are coming, last year, the son of the king of the faithful county died in Luoyang, and this year I don't know if he has brought his second son?"

As soon as Yan Chai finished speaking, he laughed gloomily.

The two fathers and sons both tacitly understood this matter, but the excerpt presented by Yin of Huazhou Mansion was taken by Emperor Jia'an and pressed on the table, and neither of them mentioned this matter again.

After finishing the business, Yan chased away the spirit before and was not mentioned.

In the evening, Emperor Jia'an left him to eat in the palace, and Yan Chai sat in the palace again, and went to ask Cui Guifei for peace before leaving the palace.

He hadn't returned to the house to see Fu Minghua for several days, except for his trip to Taiyuan after getting married, and the two were actually newly married.

Yan Chai was thinking, would Fu Minghua think that he was snubbing her?

He thought about it wildly, but when he returned to the house, he felt that he was too much filter. He entered the room, untied the big foil and threw it in the hands of his subordinates, took the handkerchief handed by the palace people to wipe his hands and face, and Fu Minghua hurried out of the house.

Yan Chai's gaze was on her, she was wearing a lilac half-arm skirt, her hair was only loosely fixed with a hosta, her goose-egg-like little face was flushed, and her eyes were bright and bright.

"Lord Wang."

Fu Minghua was about to lean over to say goodbye, but Yan Chai reached out and grabbed her arm, and asked with a smile, "What are you doing?" ”

She had a fragrance on her body, which melted the cold air he had dyed when he came back all the way, and he didn't want to reach out to touch her at this time, so he put his hands together to his lips, and only after he was warm did he take her hand and enter the cupboard on the side.

There were two chairs in it, and a table in the middle with a vase on it, and a few plums were inserted into it.

Before she came in, Yan Chai smelled the cold fragrance of Hanmei in the house, but deliberately asked her.

"I went out and cut two Hanmei plants and came back, and I want to put them in and send them to your study."

Fu Minghua replied with a smile, Yan Chai was a little surprised, and pinched her soft and boneless hair: "Yuan Niang's words are implying that I have been resting in the study for two days in a row, and it is time to come back to accompany you?" ”

She was a little shy: "Of course not." ”

He sat down in his chair and pulled her to sit down.

This chair is slightly wide, and it is more than enough for one person to sit, and it is a little crowded when two people sit down.

Yan Chai liked to be so close to her, circled her waist, and watched her take the scissors again and prune the flower branches.

"You've been tired for the last few days, so you should pay attention to your body. In the morning, I let Luwu stare at the kitchen and make some nourishing soup. ”

She turned her head sideways and exhaled, "You can use some later." ”

Yan Chai lowered his head, and from his angle, he could see the long eyelashes hanging down, thick and dense.

The face is like mutton fat, the red lips are slightly open, and the fine white and neat jade teeth can occasionally be glimpsed.

He rested his chin lightly on the top of her head and rubbed it gently:

"Listen to you."

She was stunned for a moment, and her cheeks flushed with an intoxicating flush: "You should also pay attention to your body, the injury is just better, and you should take more time." ”

Yan Chai nodded again, his nose trembled slightly, and replied, "Hmm." ”

But his arms were tightened.

She felt her face redder again, and turned her head sideways to look at him, and his eyes were gentle, with undisguised affection in his eyes, which suddenly made her a little flustered.

Ruo Yan Chai's expression was cold, she didn't care much.

But at this time, he was so gentle, his eyes were like two springs, as if he was going to drown people in them, and she was suddenly dispossessed, struggling to jump off the ground.

Fu Minghua was holding scissors in his hand, and Yan Chai was also afraid that she would hurt herself in a hurry.

Her skin is delicate and tender, and a light touch is enough to make her suffer enough.

So as soon as she struggled, Yan Chai obediently let go of her hand.

Fu Minghua hurriedly jumped off the ground, the skirt of her skirt made a circle under her feet, she fell back again, and put the scissors on the table.

He didn't even dare to raise his head, his face was flushed, obviously he felt that his movements were a little abrupt, and he said softly:

"I've made a sachet for you, I'm going to take it for you."

After speaking, without waiting for Yan Chai to speak, he hurriedly retreated again.

As soon as he came out, Fu Minghua covered his slightly hot face, a little at a loss.

Her heart was still beating non-stop, and she didn't dare to face Yan Chai.

She covered her palms warmly, and touched her face with the back of her hand, and when Mama Jiang came over and whispered to ask her if she had something to order, she shook her head, took a deep breath, barely calmed down, and went into the inner room to touch the cabinet next to the bed.

These two **** are embroidering sachets, they were done yesterday, and they were placed in the cabinet drawer next to the bed, and some dipterocarp was added to it, as soon as the drawer was opened, the fragrance came to her face, she took something, sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, and some did not dare to go over.

The sachet was a very low-key silver-gray, embroidered with apricot yellow silk thread, she put it to her nose and sniffed it, and sat for a long time, Mama Jiang was waiting outside, if she was sedentary for a long time, she would come in and ask the reason. (To be continued.) )