Yang Yi secretly said that the old guys really have sharp eyes, if it weren't for the novelty of the subject matter, and the embroidery of Shu needles was added, with the handwriting of Liu Wenzheng and a few other down-and-out scholars, it would be difficult to get into their eyes.

Yang Yi knew that it was time for him to speak, so he bowed again: "Father Wanxi, this is the real work of folk painting poems and embroidery girls, it is the scene of the opening of the big market every day in the east gate, hearing that the father and the people are happy, the mother specially let the sons and daughters dedicate to the father, congratulate the father and the emperor for longevity, and recite the great light and eternal peace!" ”

All the ministers bowed down: "Long live my emperor!" ”

Yang Yi bowed again: "Erchen petitioned for the people, hoping that the emperor could embroider the title for this, so as to show that this is my great glory and prosperity." ”

The emperor seemed to be a little happy, nodded, stroked his right arm, and the ministers got up and called the old eunuch to retrieve the embroidered painting. Some chamberlains hurriedly held the ground pen and inkstone, and the emperor held up the wide sleeve with his left hand, and the pen and ink were inscribed.

The old eunuch carefully took the embroidered painting, gently dried the ink, and unfolded it to everyone to watch.

"The Great Light of the Prosperous Age".

"Your Majesty has a decree to reward Concubine Ning Shu with fifty brocade silk pieces, four southern pearls, and a pair of golden hairpins!" The old eunuch shouted loudly.

Yang Yi hurriedly thanked: "Erchen for thousands of people, for his mother, thank his father!" After finishing the sermon, he made three more great gifts.

The emperor waved his hand again, Yang Yi stepped aside and stood still, looking up just to meet the middle-aged scribe's smiling gaze, and couldn't help but shudder: "What is this girl looking at me laughing at?" ”

Although he didn't know who this person was, he was by no means idle to stand under Gu Changlian, so he gently bowed his hand to show his salute.

The embroidery painting presented by Yang Yi is the big dark horse of the pilgrimage tonight, the cost is low but it has won the dragon's heart, and there are not many things that can make the emperor write the inscription.

Compared with embroidery and painting, everyone is more interested in Yang Yi, this fool is not stupid at all tonight, but acts and speaks very well, without the slightest mistake.

Of course, most people don't think that Yang Yi has become smarter, they attribute all this logical arrangement to Concubine Ning, and it is strange that Concubine Ning has fallen out of favor for many years, and there is almost no news, why is it suddenly so high-profile today, so that the idiot of the Nine Emperors comes to please the emperor.

The emperor is getting old, and it is a matter of these two years to establish the crown prince.

Emperor Guangwei Zong Yang Zhi of Daguang Dynasty, a total of nine sons and one daughter, relatively thin with the royal family in history, nine princes in order to seize the throne, even the people, several tosses down and finally divided into three parties.

Emperor Weizong was originally the empress, Empress Lixian died at an early age, leaving only one son is the third prince, led by the third prince Yang Qi, plus the fifth prince Yang Zong, and the sixth prince Yang Su is a faction, known as the concubine faction, they have the support of the civil official group, advocating "passing on the heirs but not passing on the concubines".

After the death of Empress Lixian, Emperor Weizong was quite sad and did not establish a queen for many years, and this third prince was only mediocre and difficult to assertive, and many people were worried that if he sat on the throne, he would be used by people with ulterior motives.

In this case, the eldest prince Yang Ang took the lead, the second prince Yang Xi, and the fourth prince Yang Du formed an alliance, because Yang Ang's mother was the sister of the former general Yue Pingshan. Therefore, it was supported by the military generals of the court, and was called the "eldest son faction", advocating "the elder virtuous should stand".

In addition, there are also the princes faction composed of the seventh prince Yang Jie and the eighth prince Yang Wei, the two princes' mothers are all foreign princes, and it is difficult to get the support of the bigwigs in the court, and these two people are also relatively unscrupulous, and they are idle all day long with the government and the opposition, but the forces behind them cannot be underestimated, and they are the objects of the other two factions.

Once a son of heaven and a courtier, this is an eternal truth, at least Yang Yi has rarely heard of an emperor in history who dared to reuse the courtiers who opposed his accession to the throne, and took a wrong step in seizing the throne, which affected not only himself, but even his own people and future generations.

With the passage of time, the nerves of both parties began to tighten, and under the surface of the water that was as plain as a mirror, there were waves like a tide, and even if a stone fell in, it would startle a big wave.

Yang Yi is this stone, and it is a stone that has already been thrown out of the clouds, and suddenly he doesn't know who threw it into the lake.

This may not be a red flag, but it is enough to make many people feel the need to figure out who this stone-throwing person is. What is the purpose?

"Li Guohou seems to have studied this stone? I heard that Concubine Li went to invite Concubine Ning to participate in this pilgrimage. The Central Military and Political History Wang looked at the fireworks in the sky and said in a low voice.

"It's just a pebble, and it can't make any ripples." The person who spoke was the middle-aged man who smiled at Yang Yi just now, Li Cen, the Marquis of Nanguo.

The two paced side by side, following the crowd towards the outside of the palace.

Wang Yi laughed, and said goodbye to his colleagues on the side, and said: "The marquis don't bully me into being unwise, a small stone can't shine the eyes of the marquis, but this stone is very suitable, the marquis needs to be cautious." ”

Obviously, Wang Yi thought that Li Cen was the slinger.

Li Cen held his hands in his cuffs, walked in his arms, looked up at the fireworks that had just taken off and said with a smile: "What Lord Wang said is that the fireworks are only in the air for one grain, but after they explode, there are all kinds of changes, if you are not careful, you will always be surprised." ”

Saying that, the fireworks really exploded, blooming with colorful flowers in the sky, and the sky was bright and colorful.

Wang Yi also looked up and said with a smile: "Not every firework can burn, and there will also be empty grains." ”

"Lord Wang's words are very reasonable, but the vast night sky is too calm, and there must be some wind and clouds."

After Li Cen finished speaking, he stroked his sleeve robe and walked quickly to the palace gate.

Wang Yi frowned slightly, and he couldn't see what Li Cen's intentions were for a while.

Li Cen didn't expect that he planted melons but got beans, so he asked the other party to slowly study the small pebble he inadvertently thrown.

When a boulder is thrown out, people usually only appreciate the ripples caused by the stone entering the water, and few people think about what happened to the stone.

Yang Yi's little pebble is uncomfortable now, he always feels that there are countless pairs of eyes looking at him, Yang Yi knows that he has made a bird, but this is also frightened by the robbery, at this time he has to think carefully about how to dodge countless sights.

Someone helped him.

"Huh? Father wants to see me? Yang Yi stared at the old eunuch suspiciously.

The old eunuch smiled and nodded: "Yes, the emperor summoned the Nine Emperors into the palace for a while." ”

Yang Yi pursed his nose and said, "Didn't you just see it?" ”

"The Nine Emperors should hurry up and go with the minions, otherwise someone will still invite you later."

Yang Yi looked around, these surveillance and tracking spies were a little worse than the police in the Hong Kong film in the previous life, and the expression of a rich man asking for debts made Yang Yi angry, feeling that he was about to be caught and raped in bed.

Let's go and see the emperor.

Although the long palace alley is full of candles and lanterns, it is still dark and terrifying.

"Dare to ask your father-in-law's surname?" Yang Yi grabbed a handful of melon seeds and hurried away, asked casually, as if he was looking for a topic, after he left with the old eunuch, his eyes fell far away.

"Back to Your Highness, Zhao Gui, the head of the old slave's housekeeping." The old eunuch didn't look back, and said with a smile.

"Well, I heard my mother say that Gonggong Zhao has been following his father for some time."

"The old slave has been following the housekeeper for more than 20 years, and Concubine Ning saw the slave when she entered the palace."

"Huh? So you've always watched me grow up? ”

Zhao Gui turned around and looked at Yang Yi, who happened to pass by the dead corner of the palace lamp, and Yang Yi couldn't see his eyes clearly: "The slave was only seen when His Highness was young, and now His Highness is already standing up, so that the old slave is a little confused." ”

Yang Yi naturally understood what he meant, and he didn't make much arguments, and he laughed twice, and bit a melon seed with a bang, whether this old eunuch was an enemy or a friend or foe is still inconclusive for the time being, in Yang Yi's opinion, all the eunuchs around the emperor are not simple.

Yang Yi didn't speak, and Zhao Gui silently led the way, passing through the four palaces and three courtyards, and came to a palace with transparent lights. You only need to look at the surrounding eunuchs, palace maids, and guards to know that the emperor is inside.

Before entering the palace gate, I heard several coughs coming from the house.

"Official, His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes has arrived." Zhao Gui stood at the door and said softly.

"Well, let him in." The Emperor's heavy voice came from inside the room.

Zhao Gui answered, gently pushed the door open, and motioned for Yang Yi to go in.

Yang Yi put the unfinished melon seeds in his pocket, nodded to Zhao Gui to express his gratitude, and stepped in with two feet.

When Yang Yi stepped into the door, Zhao Gui gently closed the door again, turned around and beckoned to the side to wave the dust in his arm, and a black shadow appeared in the darkness behind him, standing respectfully behind him with both hands clasped into fists.

"Go and chase the flies away, and don't look anywhere."

"Yes." The shadow answered, bowed and retreated into the darkness.

After Zhao Gui finished speaking, he turned around and looked outside the hall, gently flicked the dust on his arm, and stood with his eyes closed, as if nothing had happened.