The princess's auspicious period is regarded as bad luck when someone dies of illness, and the palace people dare not spread it at will, but it is not excluded that there are people with ulterior motives. Fu Lingding temporarily took charge of the affairs of Houfu, blocked Shanglin Yuan in time, and sent an attendant to the former dynasty to secretly report the funeral.

Yuan Lingjun ascended to the forest garden. The inner servant didn't come to report, he almost couldn't remember Mu Liangzuo, he had been driven to Shanglin Yuan before the Hongjia coup, and the abolished emperor refused to see him, but he never shortened his food and clothing, and he didn't allow the palace people to bully him wantonly, so he still thought about the relationship between husband and wife. After she ascended the throne, she completely forgot about Mu Liangzuo's existence, and Fan Jiang only drove the deposed emperor's servant to Shanglin Yuan, but did not make any arrangements for him.

Descending the phoenix in front of the palace, the palace people passed by one after another, Yuan Lingjun walked a few steps and asked the palace supervisor who came up, "Which palace is he in?" ”

The palace eunuch bowed to the front to lead the way, went straight to an old attic, opened the door, Yuan Lingjun paced in, the dust rushed to her face, choking her cough lightly, Kunjiao raised the dust and swept the ashes.

She stood in front of the lattice fan in the inner room, and saw the person lying silently on the low couch, his face was blue and swollen, and a scar slanted through his chin, adding a bit of hideous and terrifying. Good face up, did she feel remorse the moment she cut it down.

Yuan Lingjun wanted to move forward, but the palace supervisor hurriedly stopped him, "In the land of filth and obscurity, your majesty should not look at it." ”

He didn't stop it, the stench emitted after the decay rushed straight to his nose, Yuan Lingjun hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, turned his head and retreated outside the door.

"His Royal Highness has not allowed anyone to disturb him since yesterday afternoon, and what the palace people found out when they sent breakfast seems to have gone yesterday." The palace eunuch said worriedly, wiping beads of sweat.

"So what are you doing here? Let people deal with it, and mourn after three days. Yuan Lingjun covered half of his face and came out with a pout.

That night, Yuan Lingjun had a nightmare, Mu Liangzuo's stiff face appeared frequently, after waking up, she forced herself to sleep, closed her eyes, Mu Liangzuo's blue and black face lingered in her mind, and it was another torture, tossing and turning and not daring to sleep anymore, calling the waiter who was on duty outside the night to come in.

It was Fu Lingding who came, with clothes and crowns, wide sleeves and brushing the ground, and the clothes were still the same as those worn during the day, and it seemed that he hadn't slept.

"You're just in time, sort it out for me." The mountains of recitals have not yet been approved, and she has been involved in court affairs for less than a year, and she feels tired, and Fan Jiang is also capable of persisting all these years. Yuan Lingjun sat down a few days ago, yawned for a long time, and held his face to resist dozing.

Fu Lingding held a blue candle in the corner of the desk, skillfully opened the notebook and handed it over, "The emperor agreed to the diversion of the river?" ”

"It's not up to me to change it or not, when the concubines amended the law in the first year of Kaifeng, the salt law and tea law were also changed, and the regulations were all controlled by the imperial court. Don't you need money for diversions? I'm the poorest emperor in history......" she smiled self-deprecatingly, and her pen landed on the recital.

"If Your Majesty really thinks so, I'm afraid my uncle would have called a long time ago." Fu Lingding smiled, stopped laughing again, glanced at her drooping eyes, and piercing white hair, and persuaded her from the bottom of his heart, "Your Majesty has given birth to a lot of gray hair, don't work too hard." "Young white-headed, old and worry-free. He wished she hadn't worked too hard.

The corners of Yuan Lingjun's eyes were full of smiles, "It's that I'm too anxious, but it's not okay if I'm not in a hurry." Well, it may be that I am not used to being a diligent emperor, and I am a mess, and the courtiers secretly laugh at my poor handwriting. ”

Fu Lingdingjian yì, "Your Majesty is not as good as patrolling, and it may be rewarding to scatter your heart." ”

"That's not going to work." However, the topic he introduced suddenly opened Yuan Lingjun's chatterbox, "I used to be afraid of getting in touch with government affairs, thinking about where to play today and where to play tomorrow, but now I am trapped in the Quartet, and I feel difficult to move, so I finally solved the problem in front of me, and more problems came......"

Fu Lingding listened to her chatter, carefully sorted out, and didn't look at what was written on the recital at all, Yuan Lingjun was still quite wary of him in terms of political affairs, and only when he was allowed to read it would he take a serious look at it, and he would not express his opinion after reading it.

"Lingding, did you think he would come back?"

A long sigh sounded in his ears, and Fu Lingding paused, "I will come back, and the minister will also return to Dongwu." ”

From the second year of Kaifeng, he can be regarded as really doing things for her, she uses his identity to use him as a bargaining chip against King Wu's ambitions, he wants to use her momentum to strive to return to China as soon as possible, thus making Yuan Lingjun's shield, becoming the only one in the palace who can get close to the emperor and the most jealous and jealous. Although it is a cooperative and mutually beneficial relationship, his understanding of her is no longer limited to the surface, an adult man is worried in the face of a huge country, not to mention a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, it is really not easy to have today's achievements.

The case was neatly cleaned up, and Yuan Ling, who had been reviewing the music, was staggering, smacking his lips, his head was propped up on the palm of his hand, and the other hand was still holding the red pen, and the tip of the pen drew red dots on the paper. He took the pen, leaned over and carried her to the couch, and suddenly found that there were a few new silver strands on the top of his hair.

Some said that it was not yet time to divert the river, it was better to fill the treasury first, some said that the world should be settled first, and wait for the emperor of Eastern Wu to test his intentions, stabilize the East China Sea and then talk about the diversion, and some said that the diversion would benefit the people, irrigate the farmland, and the grain yield would be higher, and the army expedition would not be afraid of not having enough grain and grass.

The people of the Fan faction quarreled, and the rest of the ministers chattered and argued. Yuan Lingjun's brain made them noisy, supporting half of her cheeks, squinting slightly, turning a jade bi in her hand, the tentacles were cold, but the texture was warm and smooth, listening to the sleepiness coming unconsciously, she was almost sleepy, and the ministers below shouted and asked the emperor to make a decision.

Yuan Lingjun opened his eyes and glanced lazily at the hall, "What is the ruling?" "Concubine Fan sat behind the curtain and asked me to decide, where to put her?

Sure enough, Fan Guifei asked people to roll up the silk barrier, her eyes were gloomy, and she looked at the courtiers and said: "The emperor is an adult and has the ability to execute court affairs, and I should also withdraw the curtain and return to the interior." ”

Fan Pai was frightened, knelt down and cried, calling the court that there was no shortage of noble concubines. Yuan Lingjun waited for them to finish crying, and slowly got up and arched his sleeves to Fan Jiang, "The son's experience is still shallow, and the execution of major events in the imperial court is unknown, and he still needs his mother's assistance." ”

Thinking that the emperor was afraid of the prestige of Fan Guifei, the hatred of the ministers who maintained the royal family towards the concubine deepened a little, and the imperial doctor had already been unable to hold back the anger in his heart, and strode forward with a wat board, "Since the noble concubine has opened her mouth to return to power, it is a fortunate thing for the Great Jin." ”

Concubine Fan's gaze on him was inadvertently ruthless, "Doctor Yu Shi thinks that the discipline of the curtain is the misfortune of the Great Jin." (To be continued.) )