Chapter Fifty-Six: Chen Shou Xiandan

Under the mediation of Wu Guifei and Miao De, Zhao Fu, the emperor of Great Qi, summoned Chen Shou, the commander of Yilu, into the palace to face the saint.

In a room in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Chen Shou hummed a little song and straightened his sideburns in front of a shining bronze mirror.

Glancing at the holy decree casually left on the table, and a small box that was too delicate, Chen Shou couldn't help but think of Miao De's explanation in his ears.

Emperor Zhao Fu, who has a more yuan name, dislikes others to contradict him the most, and he is very jealous, and he is most taboo about someone being in the limelight in front of him.

Chen Shou received the holy decree yesterday, and when it was still dark today, a eunuch announced him to the palace and waited in the inner chamberlain.

When it was noon, the stomach was hungry, and only a small chamberlain brought a bowl of gruel, and he also said vigorously, "Du Wei will face the saint in a while, if you are full of food and drink, in case there is a three urgency, it is necessary to make a fool of yourself in front of Your Majesty." ”

Chen Shou secretly envied the majesty of the imperial power in his heart, smiled and nodded with the little eunuch, the porridge was cold and he didn't take a sip, although he was very hungry, but he was completely able to bear it.

Especially when he was about to see the emperor, Chen Shou's heart was also a little excited, so although he was very hungry, he had no appetite at all.

At noon, Chen Shou's legs were numb, and finally someone came in, it was a chubby round-faced eunuch, and he waved the dust and said: "Duwei Chen, Your Majesty has woken up and is washing and changing, you are ready." ”

Don't you have insomnia...

Chen Shou secretly slandered, slept until noon, and said that his mother was embarrassed to say that he had insomnia.

According to the truth, at this age, there are very few feelings, in fact, he really misunderstood Emperor Yuan, although the old emperor slept until noon, but slept late, and just fell asleep at dawn.

At this time, the emperor should have just gotten up, and the eunuchs and palace ladies were all nervously busy, or opening the tents, delivering toiletries, or sorting out clothes and utensils, or bringing tea to enter.

Chen Shou was taken by the attendants to the outside of the Wucheng Hall and waited outside the hall.

Chen Shou was bored, looking at the palace maids one by one, with their heads lowered like little ants, lining up to go in and out. In the water pavilion next to the palace, the cloth was moved and stopped, and a meal for the emperor who did not know whether breakfast or lunch was prepared.

In the center of the water pavilion, two long dining tables covered with yellow brocade are full of exquisite gold and silver dishes, plates and pots, with a total of more than 200 pieces, including 36 vegetarian foods, 36 meat foods, 36 candied pastries, 36 dried and fresh fruits, 24 soups and various flowers decorated with them, beautiful, dazzling, and ordinary people can see enough just to see it.

This table of dishes cost enough for the average person's life, and the old emperor didn't have a good appetite, so he pointed out a few casually, ate two or three bites, and ordered them to be removed.

Then a large group of people waited for him to rinse his mouth and wash his hands, which was the official start of the day. There are palace people kneeling in the field, burning a pot of incense, playing a piano, and then elegantly boiling water and ordering tea.

At this time, it was Chen Shou's turn to face the saint, he regretted it at this time, he had drunk the bowl of gruel if he knew it, and now his hungry legs were trembling.

I didn't do anything, but the waiting process was surprisingly physically exhausting, and it was even more difficult than usual.

When he arrived in front of the emperor, Chen Shou's hungry legs trembled, and he got up early, and his complexion was not good.

"At such a critical time, why did I drop the chain so much." Chen Shou secretly blamed himself in his heart.

Miao De, who was standing behind the emperor, looked at him like this, but smiled and nodded secretly. This kid is good, he pretends to be presentable, and he knows how to pretend to be trembling. Otherwise, Brother Shou is so handsome and young, it is difficult to guarantee that His Majesty will not be jealous.

How did Lao Miaode know that Chen Shou was not pretending at all, he was really tired and hungry.

Sure enough, Emperor Gengyuan was very satisfied when he saw his "cowering and cowardly" appearance. It seems that his own Son of Heaven Qi is not something that these first-time saints can resist.

"Junior minister Chen Shou, I have seen Your Majesty, may my emperor live long live long live."

Some of the palace maids around them had already covered their mouths and laughed, but they only felt that this little official was really funny, an ordinary face saint, and it was more grand than the court meeting.

Chen Shou's set was learned by him from TV, in fact, this is the etiquette of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

The Ming and Qing dynasties were the pinnacle of imperial power, and today's ministers see the emperor, in fact, there are not so many rules, just hold your fists.

"The children are teachable." Miao De smiled even more happily.

The old emperor was also very happy, he liked this feeling, he was high, and all the surnames were submitted.

"Flatten, come on, give me a seat."

The first time you face the saint, you can be given a seat, which is already a rare honor.

Chen Shou sat for a day, his buttocks were numb, and when he heard this, he directly hugged his fists and said: "In front of the saint, the minister does not dare to sit down." ”

"Hahaha, then you just stand and say."

Chen Shou breathed a long sigh of relief, knowing that the most important time had come, he got rid of some distracting thoughts, had no distractions, and his face became solemn.

"Your Majesty, the minister watched the sky at night, saw the clear moon at night, the field was on fire, the meteor outside the sky fell in the northwest corner, sinking into a deep pit, and the fire grew with the wind. The fire stretched for ten miles, burning all living creatures and plants. This is a great evil image, and it happens to be in Ziwei Star, and the minister is afraid that it will disturb His Majesty's dragon body, so he dares to ask for a face saint and offer an elixir to solve this misfortune. ”

As soon as Chen Shou's words fell, the relaxed banter on Emperor Gengyuan's face was gone, and the scene in his dream suddenly came to mind.

"Why does this kid know about the scene in my dream? Is it true that all of this is true? Is it a dream from heaven to warn me? ”

There is no need for any rhetoric, Chen Shou only relied on this one sentence to make Emperor Gengyuan believe him completely.

Why does he know? It's so simple.

Sometimes, the old emperor woke up from a dream and said it to the people who were waiting around him. But he turned his head and fell asleep again, forgetting everything in his dream, and forgetting to tell the eunuch Gong'e about it.

He forgot, these eunuchs and palace maids didn't forget, and it soon reached the ears of Yue Xiang, the chief administrator in charge of the palace's internal affairs.

Yue Xiang knew, and of course Chen Shou knew.

"Quick, get the elixir."

A palace maid hurriedly went down, and Emperor Genyuan shouted behind him: "If you fall, I will kill your nine clans." ”

The palace maid, who had nothing to do, trembled in fright, Chen Shou shook off her robe, knelt on one knee, held the small box in her hand, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, this is an elixir, and it is not suitable to pass through the hands of mortals." The minister is brave and asks His Majesty to come and fetch it in person. ”

Since you want to pretend to be forced, you must pretend to be bigger, and don't cower.

Chen Shou completely took on the role, his face was pious, and what he seemed to be holding was really an elixir, and for a moment, he believed it himself.

"Bold!"

Miao De's forehead was filled with a thin man, and he scolded behind Emperor Gengyuan.

Emperor Gengyuan waved his hand and held the dragon chair, and the palace maid hurriedly stepped forward to help him stand up.

"I'll take it myself!"