The tone is still very soft, and it is very comfortable to hear. Yuan Yanzhi's eyes fell into contemplation, and the light hit his smooth and fair skin, like a layer of elegant and hazy light for him, and the corners of his mouth smiled faintly, swallow? That's a good name.

The main hall

Even though Yu Tianqing no longer had any hope for the original owner's court, the truth was more "chaotic" than she imagined. The central hall is very large, in the middle is a vermilion lacquer square platform about two meters high, on which is placed a gold lacquer carved phoenix throne, behind which is a carved phoenix screen, and a person who looks like a female official stands next to it. Looking up at the top of the palace, 4 night pearls are faintly shining, the ubiquitous flying phoenix shows off its martial arts, and occasionally there are embellishments of double dragons playing with pearls, but they are all phoenixes on top and dragons on the bottom of the layout.

At this moment, the female officers stood in four rows. There are only 20 cities in this beauty villa, but this official position is extremely complicated, and there are roughly more than 100 people in the last dynasty, which makes the space cramped. The female prime minister Yuming is in the first row on the left, and the eldest princess is in the first row on the right. Yu Tianqing hung the jade algae on the crown casually on the edge of the crown, her face was light, and she seemed absent-minded. But she obviously felt that the female prime minister Yuming led some old ministers to be a faction, and the eldest princess led some young female officials to be a faction. At this moment, they were arguing about who was in charge of the position of the envoy of the Imperial Observatory.

Yu Tianqing looked like you were debating, picking at the chair and pulling at the clothes. The female officials have long been accustomed to seeing the king like this, so they will not be surprised.

It's easy to get to the next court. Walked all the way back to the Purple Qi Temple, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery on the road by the way. But the heart is absent-minded and walks behind, only biting his lip.

When I went back, it was two and a half hours later. Yu Tianqing stepped into the temple door with his left foot and skimmed to a figure by the wall. Yuan Yanzhi was still standing there. He was already thin, his moon-white robe swaying in the wind, and his black hair was tied with a silver crown inlaid with jade, shining like silk. If it weren't for the occasional few mischievous strands of hair flying out, she would have thought it was a beautiful picture of silence. He was so obedient that for a moment, she didn't know what mood she was in.

"Swallow, come in with this king."

Yuan Yan knew his figure for a moment, turned around, his two thick eyebrows were covered with soft ripples, a piece of pastry was stuffed in his mouth, his cheeks were a little bulging, and the slender fingers exposed in his moon-white sleeves were holding a cup of tea.

"Your Majesty." His voice was a little slurred.

I really think this purple gas hall is my own! When the maids guarding outside the hall saw the king's expression, they all stretched their necks and did not dare to make a sound.

Yu Tianqing squinted her eyes and looked at the sky, blue sky and white clouds, a sunny and warm atmosphere.

"The weather is so warm and suitable for sunbathing, so you can bask in more sun." Yu Tianqing walked into the room.

"I know the king's troubles." Yuan Yanzhi said.

Yu Tianqing didn't answer, and slowly paced into the palace gate. Ruoqi poured her tea and took a few pastries. I took a book in one hand and a pastry in the other.

After she took a bite of the pastry, Kexin handed her the tea. She said casually: "Your Majesty, let's let Yuan Yingwei come in, the sun is so big outside." ”

Yu Tianqing narrowed her eyes, and a pair of eyes wandered on Ke Xin's face. Ke Xin's eyes flickered, and he quickly lowered his head.

Yu Tianqing said, "Let him come in." ”

Yuan Yanzhi entered the hall and saluted, and took out a note from the sleeve of the moon-white robe to offer treasures.

Yu Tianqing unfolded it, and saw that only two words were written on it: Yang Fan, and the inscription below was an ink feather. Feathers, who do they represent? Is it Yu Tianqing's subordinates? Yu Tianqing narrowed her eyes, and her fine and dense eyelashes sprinkled a slight shadow on her face like feathers. Without saying a word, she walked out of the temple door.

The imperial study was very close to the Purple Qi West Hall, but it was only a distance through a long pavilion. This is the first time I've stepped into the study since I came here. The first thing that catches your eye is a large pear blossom wood case, on which there are several square inkstones, and various colored brushes are inserted in the pen holder. Next to it is a piece of jade with a radius of four inches, carved by Lantian warm jade, the dragon and the phoenix are twisted on it, it turns out that this is the jade seal! There is an ink painting hanging on the west wall, and a soft collapse is set up on the wall, and a lilac sand tent hangs on the wall. On the east wall are rows of bookshelves carved with peony patterns, which are lifelike, as if you can embroider the fragrance as long as you smell it carefully.

Yu Tianqing took the books on the bookshelf and flipped through them at random, as if she was looking for something.

"The first grid on the left side of the second floor." A pair of skeletal hands, already one step ahead of her, handed her a roll of paper.

How would he know what she was looking for? And he is so clear about the layout of the imperial study. Yu Tianqing looked at him suspiciously and took the box. After the unfolding, it is Yang Fan's household registration, family history and job introduction. From birth, to hometown, to official career, in detail. She read it carefully, and then looked for other officials' brochures in the lattice.

I spent this day in the Imperial Study. Yuan Yanzhi grinded for her on the side, and took a pen and paper for himself, and the pen walked away, not knowing what he was doing. Kexin and Ruoqi would occasionally come in to deliver tea and snacks, and they retreated quietly. The whole imperial study room only heard the sound of the pages of the book turning and the rustle of the pen like a god.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark. Yu Tianqing stretched his waist and glanced at Yuan Yanzhi on the other side of the big case. Feeling her gaze, he turned his head sideways, and the next moment he blocked the paper in front of him tightly with his hand. His delicate face was as delicate as porcelain, his black eyes like agate flickered, and his cherry lips were hooked, revealing cute little tiger teeth, and he said, "I can't let the king know." ”

Yu Tianqing gently pursed the corners of her lips, you flower swallow, you can't make any good articles if you think about it!

"This king is going to dinner!"

Yuan Yanzhi carefully folded the paper on the table, put it in his sleeve, and walked behind Yu Tianqiong, her long skirt swaying, and the wind blew on his face, warm.

Returned to the Purple Qi Palace, had a meal, and sent Yuan Yanzhi back to Mo Yanju, every time this guy let him go on weekdays, he was full of frustration and reluctance, but today he was very happy, and left without a word of complaint.

Yu Tianqing stood up and prepared to take a bath. Ruoqi and Kexin were surprised in unison when they saw them stand up, and then the entire Purple Qi Palace, some of them looked at the roof with a smile on their lips, some looked at the ground with strange expressions, and some people opened their mouths and were surprised to swallow an egg......

Are these people crazy? Yu Tianqing's face was displeased: "Who can tell this king what happened?" ”

Ke Xin bit Yin Hong's little mouth, his face was a little difficult, and he was a little shy, and said with a red face: "Your Majesty, there is a piece of paper on your clothes. ”

There's just a piece of paper, what's so funny? Yu Tianqing touched his back and pulled down a piece of paper. If you look closely, your face is red, and your face looks like a boiled shrimp. This is an ink painting, a person wearing a court dress, wearing a gold crown pressed another person, the pen is extremely soft and tactful, the composition is ingenious, although the two are neatly dressed, but a delicate peach blossom stretched out of the window, the soft white hibiscus cake on the table, seems to tell the lovesickness. What's even more terrifying is that although the faces of the two people are not painted, it makes people get involved in the gentle and trickling friendship in the painting at a glance, and imagine it.