19.019, reunion of offenders
Two days later, there was an autumn rain at dawn, which slightly curbed the momentum of the autumn tiger, and spread a little cool. As soon as the sun rises at noon, the water vapor on the ground is steamed, and it is even hotter than before the rain.
The Xinuan Pavilion of the front hall of Longxi Pavilion is divided into two rooms in the north and south by the pineapple wood carved maple fan, the second room in the south is the imperial study, there are four paintings in the middle hall on the east wall, and there are six Ru kiln wall vases of different colors hanging side by side on the west wall. Because the emperor didn't like to sit cross-legged on the kang, he set up a red sandalwood dragon book case and a carved dragon Taishi chair next to the west wall as a place for his daily review.
The wolf dipped in cinnabar pinched it in his hand, but the tip of the pen couldn't fall for a long time, and even the cinnabar had dried out. No matter how diligent he is, he can't turn stones into gold like the gods, and in the end, there is nowhere to get silver. Drought, river embankments, civil unrest, foreign enemies, it is difficult to decide which hole should be filled first with this limited amount of money.
Wang Zhi, the eunuch with the palm print, stood on the edge of the Duobao Pavilion with a whisk in his hand. The room was quiet and could hear the steel needles falling to the ground, and only the regular ticking of the Western clock echoed lowly.
The emperor's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on the ice basin on the side, pondering how much silver he could save if the ice of Zhiyang Palace was exempted and the charcoal was cut in half. There is not much money left in the palace, and in order to supplement the public use, he almost started to sell his personal thoughts, which is really sad.
There was a series of very light footsteps outside, and Qian Yuanhe walked in, standing in the bright room and looking at Master Wang Zhi. This is a unique way of communication between master and apprentice, no need to make a sound, just use your eyes to speak.
Qian Yuanhe: If you have something to report, is it convenient to speak out at this time?
Wang Zhi: Big and small? Tight?
Qian Yuanhe frowned: I can't tell you this.
Wang Zhi squinted: Why can't you tell clearly? All these years have been in vain, and you can't tell the priorities?
At this moment, the emperor spoke: "Say it." β
Qian Yuanhe came to the edge of the Duobao Pavilion and said with some hesitation: "Master, there is a palace maid in the built-in library who has committed an accident, please go over and get someone." β
Wang Zhi almost snorted: What is this?
The emperor slowly raised his head, but he couldn't come back to his senses for a while: "What did you say?" β
Qian Yuanhe lowered his eyes and accompanied him carefully: "If you go back to your master, the slave doesn't understand what's going on." It was the eldest princess's aunt who came to pass the word in person, saying that it was a palace maid under the princess who handed things to the person in the built-in library, and she didn't get into a lawsuit. It is to ask you to go to the built-in library to receive the person in person. β
The emperor was still crackling in his mind and making calculations to raise money, and he still didn't understand how the words palace maid, built-in library, and leader were related to him.
Wang Zhi waved his hand for him and sent Qian Yuanhe away: "Go out, all the chickens and dogs are broken, and they will also come to disturb our master." β
Today, I am serving as eunuchs, and I haven't dealt with the palace maid much in the past year, a palace maid has committed an accident, and it is not worth even alarming the queen, what else do you say to ask the emperor to go up and lead people in person? It's a joke.
"Wait," the emperor finally cleared his mind a little, "is it Zhuojin who wants to go?" β
"Exactly." Qian Yuanhe saw that he didn't have the heart to listen just now, so he repeated it again, "The eldest princess said that you saved the life of the palace maid, and only you can send it personally." β
It's her, the emperor flashed the plain white figure in his mind, and suddenly felt ridiculous, Zhuo Jin hadn't forgotten this stubble, he was about to leave the cabinet, and he was still thinking about connecting him to protect the media, and he really didn't give up until the Yellow River.
Wang Zhi said tentatively: "Master, do you want the slave to go on a run?" β
The emperor put down the brush in his hand, got up and said, "That's it, let's give Zhuojin this face." Don't you always say, 'I should get up and walk around?' β
While Wang Zhi was waiting for him to change his clothes, the emperor struggled to piece together the memories of that day. After all, that girl is a person who has been rescued by him, just like the flowers that he has taken care of by his own hands, he still wants to do good things to the end, watching her end up with a good result, and he can't be so tossed by the brocade.
Not to mention, the 200,000 taels of military salaries that had just been sent to Liaodong for emergency relief were still confiscated from her family.
When he thought that she would be homeless before she could finish her father's funeral, and that she almost died of a sudden illness that day, he always felt as if he owed her a lot.
It's strange that he bears the name of a tyrant, and there is still such a soft-hearted time......
Qiwen felt that she was really innocent today. Early this morning, I heard someone from Yuhuazhai inform her that she was officially on a business trip, so she hurriedly said goodbye to Mama Li, Sun Shangyi and others, and left Shangyi Bureau to rush over.
I thought that the eldest princess would have to meet her first, and at least she should meet her good "cousin", but as soon as she entered the gate of Yuhuazhai, she was stuffed with an ebony carved lacquer flat box in her hand by a strange sister, and sent her an errand to send things to the built-in library, and said that it was the order of the eldest princess herself.
This thing is strange, but she is not qualified to ask more, let alone excuse herself, so she can only do it. Carefully sent the things to the place, and the attendant in charge opened the box and said that the things were wrong, and she must have hidden them privately, so she would not forgive her, and would detain her for the crime.
Where is this? Qiwen thought about it for a while, and then realized that she was being calculated. The eldest princess doesn't take the usual path, I don't know what kind of calculation she made this time, it stands to reason that she won't have bad intentions, but who knows if she will do bad things with good intentions?
According to the information instilled by Mama Li, things in this palace have always been big or small, and she is a little palace maid who doesn't even know a few, if something really happens, no one can do anything to the eldest princess, she is cannon fodder if she is light.
I stood in the class room and waited for the news, but what I was waiting for was a system prompt.
System: Ding! Please note that the male protagonist has appeared within 10 meters.
Qiwen's heart was like meeting a strong air current on a plane, and she fluttered heavily: The eldest princess is not only kind, but also really clever in this wrist, and she actually invited this big Buddha!
The built-in library is a cold yamen, and the waiter on the errand has no chance to see the face of the sky, this time it can be regarded as an eye-opener. When everyone bowed to the ground, they were muttering: I don't know what the origin of this palace maid is, and she actually attracted the emperor to receive it in person? Don't all say it...... Aren't you close to women today?
After the emperor stepped into the class room, he looked at Qiwen, who was kneeling there with his head down, dressed as a standard palace maid, and he couldn't see what it looked like that day at all, and he couldn't confirm whether it was her, so he said, "You raise your head." β
Qiwen raised her head, and inadvertently raised her eyes to look straight at him.
Not seeing each other for a day is like three autumns, these twenty days have passed, after so many autumns, the moment I saw it again, I realized that I really missed it. This time, he wore a group collar regular dress of purple tribute satin, a dragon group flower, and a woven gold knee lan of the seawater and Jiangya, which was more upright and handsome than the casual clothes of that day.
She has always felt that men don't need to be too beautiful, like King Tan is a little too much, he is just right, the lines are resolute and neat, even if it is like a stone carving, it is also a beautiful stone carving with exquisite carving.
System: Ding! The player's favorability towards the male protagonist is +4 because of Sichun, and the cumulative favorability is 10, and the difference between the favorability of the male protagonist is only 2 points, please note.
What's the matter, how can this be considered Sichun? It's up 4 points in one go, am I so cheap? Qiwen died of depression.
The palace maid in front of her had a pair of clear eyes, clear and clear, with a little timidity and confusion on her face. It's her yes, but ...... How could she look at it so directly? He told her to look up, didn't he tell her to raise her eyes?
It was the first time for the emperor to be stared at so directly by a woman, he was uncomfortable, frowned, and asked the chamberlain on the side: "What is the crime?" β
The head of the chamberlain replied with a trembling voice: "Go back...... Back to the emperor, in fact, this girl didn't make any mistakes, it was the eldest princess who ordered the slave and maid to deliberately make it difficult for her. β
Sure enough, the whole thing is a trickster, how naΓ―ve and clumsy this trick is. The emperor was too lazy to say, so he said, "I took it away." β
He was bent on going back to work as much as possible, and when he reached the door, he looked back and saw that the girl was still standing timidly in place, as if she didn't know what to do.
He glanced at Qian Yuanhe, who accompanied him, a little impatiently, and Qian Yuanhe immediately shouted at Qiwen in the unique tone of the imperial attendant: "Let's go, didn't you hear the master say to lead you away?" β
She nodded in horror and came out after her.
A few clouds had just drifted outside, and the sun showed its face through the cracks in the clouds, smiling shyly, and shedding a bright golden light.
The emperor looked up at the sky in the warm sun, he had not been to this area for many years, and the simple scenery around him was a little fresh. Since returning from the last trip with the eldest princess, he has only been to Kunyu Palace twice, Ciqing Palace once, and the rest of the time between the Huangji Palace, Wenhua Hall and Longxi Pavilion, especially the longest nest in front of the Longshu case in Longxi Pavilion, like a prisoner in prison.
This unplanned outing, like letting go of the wind, the mood was relaxed, and there was a bit of trance and relaxation to see the light of day. Wang Zhi always advised him to rest more, maybe he should rest.
He rarely wanted to walk, so he waved his hand back and walked back with his hands behind his back. He has long steps, and he is used to racing against time, and he walks much faster than ordinary people. It's a long stone sandwich road that is quite silent, and there is a series of trotting footsteps behind it, in addition to Qian Yuanhe's, there seems to be a ......
Forgetting her so quickly, even he thought it was funny. He turned around and looked over, Qian Yuanhe knew that it was not him who he was looking at, so he stepped back sharply and glanced at Qiwen behind him.
The troublesome palace maid took a few steps forward timidly.
The emperor looked at her a little, and she was still the same person as she was that day, and her appearance had not changed, but for no reason, she seemed to look more pleasing to the eye than when she saw her that day. Could it be because of this outfit?
In addition to the female officials of the Sixth Bureau and the miscellaneous servants of the court, the palace ladies who serve in the harem are all dressed in the same color regardless of their grade, and they are still wearing summer clothes, azure plain silk jackets with water-green ingots jacquard horse-faced skirts, all of which are extremely plain colors, in order to be low-key, just like green leaves setting off the red flowers of the masters.
On the contrary, in the hot weather, it is such a plain color that looks pleasant, like a willow, and you can enjoy a shade when you get closer, which is better than the competition for red and beauty of those concubines. The waist of the skirt is tightly tied for ease of work, and it is also more attractive than the wide robes and large sleeves of the noble ladies.
Cherry Fan plain mouth, willow small waist. Even if she is dressed as a palace maid, she is indeed much more beautiful than the plain clothes and skirts of that day. The emperor stared at a woman for a while, the things that were pressed on his heart before were too complicated, and it was inevitable to forget her, this thought of it, and picked up the feeling of that day, and there was a rare sense of pouring back, but ......
"Who taught you the rituals?" He asked.
"Back to the emperor, it's Mama Li of the Shangyi Bureau." Her tone is gentle, soft but not greasy, respectful but not flattering.
"It turned out to be her." The emperor really recognized that in the days when he was left out, it was like being in the cold winter wax moon, and whoever gave a little warmth would remember it.
He also had suspicions that Mama Li invited herself to be transferred to the Shangyi Bureau, and I don't know if it was because she rashly told Empress Taishang for him and was worried that Queen Taishang was dissatisfied.
He raised his eyes to look at Qiwen again: "Mama Li will teach you, talk to the master like this?" β
No matter how bright and beautiful her eyes are, she shouldn't always stare at him stunned. Since Yuji became the emperor, he hasn't been stared at like this, not to mention that he is still a living person, let alone a raw woman!
I've long been accustomed to the people in front of him all with low eyebrows, he was so hairy that he was stared at by her, I really want to ask her, what do you have to see?