In the scorching summer, the scorching sun scorched the earth. The garden is full of flowers, but no one comes to see it. After all, the palace concubines love their faces the most, so they are naturally not willing to come out in the sun to dress flowers.

Along the way, Jun Wenyuan's mood gradually calmed down. The pain in his eyebrows decreased, and he glanced at the Huxin Pavilion not far away. After a little thought, he walked over.

Chang Hai saw that the emperor wanted to rest in the Huxin Pavilion, so he immediately asked people to prepare snacks and tea, and then led people to guard the Huxin Pavilion around, so as not to disturb the emperor's rest.

The pavilion in the center of the lake is surrounded by water, and the pavilion is surrounded by light yarn to block the scorching sun. The breeze floats, taking away a little bit of the summer heat, and it is a good place to enjoy the scenery.

The palace people moved very quickly, and after a while, there were a few plates of dim sum and a pot of tea on the kung fu stone table.

Jun Wenyuan glanced at Chang Hai appreciatively, took the tea he poured and took a sip of it comfortably.

Chang Hai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the emperor's mood was better, and the pressure on those of them who served in front of the emperor was less. He obediently stepped aside to be his backdrop.

Looking at the calm and waveless lake, only occasionally swimming past schools of fish would stir up faint ripples, and his heart gradually calmed down.

After staying for a while, he heard hurried footsteps outside, and Chang Hai hurriedly bowed down and went out to see the situation.

Seeing that it was his own little apprentice coming over, he knew that Tang San had already arrived in the imperial study. Let the little apprentice go back, he turned around and went back to the Huxin Pavilion, observing the emperor's soothing expression, as if he was in a good mood, and then stepped forward to report.

"Your Majesty, Tang San is already waiting in the side hall of the imperial study."

This time Tang Sanshao was secretly summoned, so naturally he couldn't let others see it.

Jun Wenyuan's mood has calmed down now, so he put down the delicate tea cup in his hand and got up: "Let's go." ”

Back in the imperial study, Jun Wenyuan had just sat down when he saw Chang Hai walking out with a young man dressed in a little eunuch costume.

"The minister knocks to see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Jun Wenyuan looked at the little eunuch kneeling below, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his delicate facial features really looked a little bit. A smile crossed his eyes, and he coughed and said, "Get up." ”

Tang Ziyu got up, he was used to the smile in the emperor's eyes.

"The emperor has asked his ministers to come here, but what do you have to say?"

"You should have heard about the drought in the north, the food for disaster relief will be distributed soon, I will let you secretly monitor it, and if anyone dares to attack this batch of food, collect evidence and bring it back."

The amount of grain is huge, and it is tempting for some people. There are too many moths left to him by his father, and he must clean them up little by little.

"Yes, the minister."

Tang Ziyu's face was solemn, and he was a little less hanging. He knew that the emperor was going to use the disaster relief food layout and prepare to clean up a group of people.

He thought about what he had heard his old man say recently, and his heart trembled. I'm afraid that the emperor's actions will not be small this time, and this Kyoto will be chaotic for a while.

Jun Wenyuan looked at Tang Ziyu's delicate face, and the expression changed back and forth, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

He took out a holy decree that had been prepared a long time ago and handed it to Chang Hai on the side.

"This is what you asked for, after this time the matter is completed, take this holy decree and report to the Xiguan military camp."

Coming out of the imperial study, Tang Ziyu still had a feeling of dreaming, and he held a holy decree tightly in his hand.