It was early spring, and there was a lot of snow yesterday, and there was still a thin ice on the bluestone brick road in the palace, and the eunuchs and guards should have been pacing carefully to prevent falling, but at this time, they were rushing by in a group. [Full text reading]

The ice was stomped to pieces, forming a puddle of dirty snow. In a few moments, the men returned, standing on the snowy waters, looking at each other with anxious expressions.

Little Dezi! Where did the emperor go?! The one who asked loudly was Song Zhi, the commander of the harem forbidden army, who was Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, with a rough appearance, eight feet tall, and infinite strength, and was an out-and-out martial idiot, so he had never started a family.

He used to be fed alone, the whole family was not hungry, and his life was leisurely, but since he was promoted to the commander of the Praetorian Guard, this life has been very difficult.

The reason is that the whereabouts of the young emperor, who has been on the throne for nearly two months, are often unknown! The palace is so huge, there are thousands of palaces, this is really like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Be quiet!

Xiao Dezi's face was frozen red, especially the tip of his nose, like a carrot, he snorted and said, don't you like things that are not big enough? If General Jing finds out, he will reprimand us again.

You eunuchs are already indebted to the lesson, and as the emperor's personal servant, you don't even know the emperor's whereabouts! Song Sik still shouted loudly. Behind him stood a column of forbidden soldiers, all of whom looked down on the eunuchs.

And Xiao Dezi was followed by all the red-clothed internal prisoners with stereotypical faces, and they also looked down on these reckless martial artists, usually everyone had a lot of contradictions, and now there is a big problem, and they can't help but complain about each other.

The father-in-law has more things to do than you, Xiao Dezi raised his voice not to be left behind, I asked you to keep an eye on the imperial study, I just left for a while, that is, I went to the imperial dining room to serve a bowl of ginger soup to warm up, why did the emperor slip out from under your noses?

I am protecting the emperor, and I am not under house arrest, can I still tie the emperor's hands and feet? Song Zhi put one hand on the hilt of the sword, I won't do this kind of rebellious thing!

This is your dereliction of duty!

When Xiao Dezi and Song Zhi were arguing, they heard someone report in a panic that General Jing was coming!

Everyone's faces turned like dirt in an instant, this matter is going to make a big fuss!

What happened? How do you mess around? Jing Tingrui, who was dressed in a fine iron uniform and looked tall and heroic, strode over, followed by two lieutenants.

General, you are here. A group of people bowed down in a panic to greet them. The emperor is gone. Song Zhi said quickly.

General, since the emperor came down from the early dynasty, he has been in the imperial study to approve the folds, but in a blink of an eye, he didn't know where to go. Xiao Dezi squeezed Song Zhi away, stood in front of Jing Tingrui, and reported the situation.

It's still cold, the emperor doesn't even wear a cloak, and the little ones are a little worried, so they look for him everywhere. The more Xiao Dezi talked, the more anxious he became, and he glared at Song Zhidao with resentment, this is all to blame for the ineffective guards of the forbidden army, and even such a big person as the emperor can't stand it!

Aren't you eunuchs the one who lost the emperor?! Song Zhi was so angry that he was about to draw his sword.

Don't make any noise! Jing Tingrui's sword eyebrows pressed down, and the essence light that burst out of his eyes immediately made the two groups of people shut their mouths, and some of them even held back their breathing.

You are all people who serve the emperor, what kind of system is this noisy?! Jing Tingrui's low, like Hong Zhong's voice, shook everyone's hearts, and they all fell to their knees.

It is a dereliction of duty. Song Sik said.

It's small, it's not right. Xiao Dezi also confessed his mistake.

When I find the emperor, I will punish you again. Jing Tingrui was still frowning, Xiao Dezi, what was the emperor doing before he saw him?

Back to the general, the saint is reviewing the folds as usual, yesterday, from the Jiangnan Mansion into several books, all of which are about the spring ploughing ceremony, the time the villain left, the saint is looking at it.

Jing Tingrui groaned slightly, and said to Xiao Dezi, prepare the emperor's robe, come with me.

Be! Although Xiao Dezi and Song Zhi didn't understand, they hurriedly followed behind Jing Tingrui, hoping to find the emperor as soon as possible.

Dongyu Garden, on the Wudi River in Peach Garden.

Cuckoo Feifei advises early ploughing, and spring hoeing pounces on the early sunshine. Mille-feuille ...... What's the matter?

When the harem was overturned, Chun Yu Aiqing was relaxed. His eyes were slightly closed, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow in the sunlight, setting off his skin as white as snow.

And his chin was raised like a lotus, and a pleasant smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

His hands are behind his back, just like those poets of cloth who like to travel on ancient paintings, feeling the early spring sun, the oncoming river breeze, and the smell of snow melting and vegetation reviving.

It's a smell that has a strong earthy flavor that makes you feel excited. It shows the arrival of spring, the new life and hope.

By the way, it is a thousand-layer stone tree access road, and the sound of water in the paddy fields all the way!

Thinking of the poem he had just seen on the fold, Aiqing nodded proudly. In the palace, he naturally couldn't hear the sound of the farmers working in the fields, and most of the rivers and lakes in the palace were frozen, because spring in the imperial city always came later than in the south of the Yangtze River