In fact, leaving him for lunch is just a pretext, although the food in the official office is not as rich as in the palace, it is not as unpalatable as Yuan Lingjun said, she just wants to stay with Qu Yi for a while. When Qu Yi was away, she felt as if the sky was about to fall, and she was unsatisfactory when she faced it alone.

After lunch, Qu Yi went out of the palace to the official office, it was still early, and it coincided with the entry of Wang Shi and his nephew into the palace, and Yuan Ling invited him to talk about tea in the front hall.

"As expected, His Majesty is letting his son grow down."

Talking about his rush to deal with the affairs of the palace, Zhen Chuanting explained.

Yuan Lingjun's face was hot, and the tea in his hand splashed a little, wetting the skirt on his knees.

"Master Wang! Where am I decadent. She pursed her lips in displeasure.

The flush spreads from the cheeks to the base of the ears. Zhen Chuanting turned a blind eye, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, this person is a son, if it is someone else, the minister will definitely let His Majesty eat bamboo shoot soup." ”

Not to mention that it's okay, when it comes to the past of knocking on the handboard, she feels that the palm of the hand she had beaten at that time hurts faintly again.

However, Master Wang also indirectly praised Qu Yilai, and Yuan Lingjun was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, "Master Wang is so unreasonable, why did he come to punish me if someone else replaced him?" ”

"Since His Majesty asked, the minister dared to mention the past in front of His Majesty, I am afraid that he will make His Majesty unhappy again. I remember that when His Majesty and Qin Wangjun did not hold a faint ceremony, the old minister was not very optimistic, but it was difficult to disobey the holy will, since the Emperor Taishang had this decision, it must have been a decision made after careful consideration, how could he think ......" Zhen Chuanting stroked his jaws and beards, and his expression was a little complicated. "Young children are stubborn, Qin Wangjun is young, and he doesn't know much about the world. It doesn't hurt if he can't participate in political affairs, but even if he is young, he has parents who have educated the governor since he was a child, but he is a young son who is overly spoiled by the Qin family, and he can't stand the slightest anger, and he is crooked and foolish all day long, making Changshan Palace a mess and causing a lot of trouble. ”

"The past is gone. The deceased has been behind for many years, and the king still mentions what he has done. "Titansaki, she's really unhappy. But there is no longer the antipathy of the past.

"He has hurt His Majesty and hurt a lot of old ministers." Zhen Chuanting let out a sneer, "He made His Majesty lose his mind for a while, and mistakenly thought that the old ministers of Lin'an also had ill intentions. I will make you a puppet king. How many princes did not hate him back then. Now Your Majesty should understand that the reason why the old minister persecuted you is the reason why the villain is in charge and the traitor is rampant. But today is different......"

Glancing at Huo Min, he saw that he didn't pay attention to this side before continuing. "Childe is a person who has no intention of the world, and he decided to get involved. It is like a vice-monarch, and His Majesty can rely on him, and he can sit back and relax. ”

What Wang Shi means is that she can be at ease now because of Quyi's light. Yuan Ling stopped talking, holding the teacup thoughtfully.

In Changshan, on the night they spent the night for the first time in the shelter, he said that he held the authority of the deputy monarch in his hand, at that time she didn't know what he meant, and now thinking about it, Qu Yi's arrival seems to be a deliberate arrangement of God, her destined partner, but there is one thing she has not yet figured out - Qu Yi seems to have countless secrets hidden in his body, but he never takes the initiative to talk about it.

Isn't it scary? She shared the bed with him, and how much love lingered on the couch, she didn't really go to the other party's heart. Is the problem between them because someone is in the middle? Is that person Fan Xin or Min Xing?

It's not that the husband and wife don't get along long enough, it's just that they are too greedy and never satisfied. "Yes, I'm so glad I can rely on him." At this, her hand shook inexplicably, and she let go of her hand in the surprised gaze of the two.

The white jade cup suddenly fell to his feet, and the tea wet the banquet, and a piece of mist was in front of him.

The moment I reached out to pick it up, I heard the stone saying: "Your Majesty Xià is a little similar to Emperor Taizong...... the latter words were not clear.

It was as if she had lost her hearing all of a sudden.

Most of the waist skirt is wet, and it has to be changed, and I have to go out of the palace to Yuefu after a while, and I can't dress too casually in front of my subordinates.

Putting on her gown, Kun tucked her hair in a bun, and she looked at it in the mirror for a while, and couldn't help but be discouraged. Yang Zhai is the same age as her, fifteen is already a charming and colorful woman, why is she always a girl who has not grown.

"Look at my face, as if it will never grow." She said with a pinching of her cheek.

Kunjiao held her hair in a bun and prepared to put on the dragon hairpin, but she hadn't found a suitable position yet, "Your Majesty has never seen anyone else, and some women in the folk have become old women at the age of fifteen, which is terrifying." The eternal youth of His Majesty is envied by others, so why bother, besides, His Majesty is young, and the days of long body are still long. ”

Finally put it on, Kunjiao helped Yuan Lingjun to get up, and the nurse brought Min Xing, who woke up, to her.

"Have you fed the sour plum soup?"

The nurse replied: "I have fed it, and His Royal Highness has also eaten milk." ”

Yuan Lingjun grabbed his little hands and feet and teased him, the little doll probably felt itchy, giggled, and his chubby little hands were also dancing in the air.

"His Royal Highness is like His Majesty, lively and active." Kunjiao said beside her.

"It's good to be healthy, but don't be like me."

The well-fed milk doll bit her fingers, opened a pair of big black and clear eyes, and stared at Yuan Lingjun curiously.

Yuan Lingjun walked under the bamboo curtain and gently shook Min Xing in his arms to sleep, and after a while, the little guy really fell asleep.

Chang Shi Huomin entered the hall to urge, and he should drive to Yuefu.

Hearing this, Yuan Lingjun said that he knew, leaned over and kissed the baby on the forehead, and told the nurse to take care of her, and she would come back soon. Fortunately, Minxing is much better, otherwise she wouldn't go, it's an idle errand left and right, and it doesn't matter if she goes or not.

Since Changmingli is far away from the Jin Palace, it is already dusk when Yuan Lingjun arrives in Yuefu, just in time for Yan Shi.

When the Son of Heaven goes out on patrol, the officials must clean up the streets, which is commonly known as clean streets. Yuan Ling didn't like to be public, and before leaving the palace, he specially instructed the envoy not to inform the Yuefu officials.

The prefect of Yuefu is Yuefu Ling, Yuefu Ling didn't know that the emperor would be coming today, and when he heard the news that the emperor had arrived at the official office, he was startled and hurriedly greeted him.

Also coming to greet Lu Yaoxue was also there. He is Jiuqing Shaofu, and Yuefu is subordinate to Shaofu and is under its jurisdiction.

Yuefu collects and compiles folk music from all over the world, arranges and adapts and composes music, and sings and plays at banquets or suburban temples, it was originally a music institution set up in the palace, to the Lizong Dynasty, Lizong hated dance music, moved Yuefu to Changmingli outside the palace, after several dynasties has not changed, to the Yuanyou Dynasty, the function of Yuefu has changed, no longer in charge of the music of the suburban temple and the music of the Son of Heaven, and it is Taile who is in charge of it is too often subordinate.

Yuan Ling is good at music and dance music, and is familiar with the imperial court music institutions, and this errand has no reason to complain about her appetite. (To be continued.) )

PS: It's Monday tomorrow again. ~~o(>_