East Palace. Qinzheng Pavilion.

Zhao Xixing's whole person was buried behind a pile of folds, revealing the tip of a golden crown and the top of his black hair quenched by the sun.

Under the hall stood a circle of civil and military officials, the imperial history was on the right side of the salute, the people of the middle school were on the left side, the air in the hall was solemn, the black gauze hats were lined up one after another, and it became the court of the Son of Heaven if it was compared.

From time to time, he handed out a batch of folds from the jade case hill, and a few brief instructions from the East Palace to "investigate thoroughly with the governor of the two rivers", and immediately an official stepped forward, took the fold, knelt down, and then hurriedly crossed the imperial palace road, spreading the intention to the three provinces and six departments.

The saint recuperated in illness, the crown prince supervised the country, the political affairs were in order, and the world praised the good name of the East Palace.

Dou Xi didn't dare to breathe next to him, he only dared to bow his head and study ink, it was not his turn to speak on this occasion, but he kept glancing out of the hall, because his little queen still came to see him, and he still became a door god outside the door, and the excerpt that was still asked for advice was thrown aside by Zhao Xixing.

"Nope." Donggong has these two words every time, and there are not many half.

For ten days and a half months, Cheng Yingyu asked for advice every day, and the thunder could not move, more accurate than the crowing rooster, and he basked in the sun at the door for a while, and his hair and sideburns showed a string of pearl-like fine sweat. Then the East Palace refused to see her unhurriedly, and the woman went home without any abnormality, anyway, she would come on time tomorrow morning.

This is simply a scene of the imperial palace.

Watching the lively palace people, at the beginning, they laughed at their daughter's family for being embarrassed, and then they didn't even have the interest to open their mouths, because every day is like that, you can guess without looking, and you can be sure that it will not be more or less if you pinch it to half an hour.

When I saw Cheng Yingyu, I had to say hello, "The girl is here again", and sent out of the palace to sing "See you tomorrow", in short, except for the two people in the bureau, they were not bored, and the whole palace was bored.

And this good show is staged on time again today.

A cold gaze stabbed over, Dou Xi was stunned, and found that Zhao Xixing was glaring at him, and suddenly there was not enough ink, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly pleaded guilty.

Zhao Xixing didn't get angry, just looked at him and groaned.

Douxi hurriedly slapped himself, and said soberly: "Back to Your Highness, the slave is distracted, is it ...... Are you thinking...... Oh, the saint dragon is not in good health, even if His Highness is busy with political affairs, he should visit often. ”

"Naturally. The main hall is urgent, just to disperse the dynasty early today, so that I can go to my father's bed to fulfill my filial piety. Zhao Xixing's eyes flashed, and he added, "...... More than? ”

Douxi swallowed. Secretly Dao Donggong is about to become a refinement, every time he calculates something in his mind, he can always guess it, and he still doesn't fall a single piece.

"Minions, minions are dull, and ...... ......" Douxi racked his brains and held back a sentence, "Your Highness, the sky is getting hotter and hotter." At this point, the sun is getting taller. ”

Zhao Xixing raised his eyebrows. Dou Xi was bluffed.

The woman who became a door god outside the hall was beaten back dozens of times, and everyone in the palace knew the temper of the crown prince, even if Liu Hui didn't dare to say more than half a word, it was because of this stalemate that everyone came and went, the palace was blind, and the deaf pretended to be deaf.

However, with the strong heat in June, the East Palace deliberately dried people and pestled on the white jade steps that burned on the head for half an hour, and the little queen of his family was afraid that time would be difficult.

Dou Xi took a risk, and said more: "Your Highness, look outside the hall, at the door, the sun is not white......

"My father owes peace, and this palace is in charge of the country. In order to live up to the purpose of the people's livelihood, the temple sleeps at night and manages the government endlessly. Although the conscience is clear, the ancestors have been proven, but the ministers have also been present for a long time, and the heat has invaded the body. This temple is meant to be compassionate, and this heart is uneasy. Zhao Xi answered suddenly, and he was straight.

"Don't dare! Subordinates are responsible! Thank you, Your Highness, for your understanding! ”

The officials who were waiting for the order in the hall fell to their knees, and they were all so excited that they burst into tears for the sudden "self-esteem" of the saint, who was known for his strictness, and secretly said that their ears had not heard.

Douxi blinked his eyes. Why is it that the righteousness and awe-inspiring monarch are magnanimous and virtuous, and the atmosphere is a little off-track?

"Your Highness, the minion means ......"

Douxi wanted to make one last effort, but he heard Donggong say lightly: "Reward the ministers, mung bean lotus seed soup, twenty-five bowls." ”

Douxi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly got the hang of it. Twenty-five bowls, a total of twenty-four officials under the court, just one more bowl.

"One more bowl of ......" Douxi pressed Sa Huan's leg and ran out.

“…… Dispose of it at your disposal. Donggong retracted his gaze and continued to bow his head as if nothing had happened.

So when a bowl of mung bean lotus seed soup was delivered to Cheng Yingyu, the latter thought that it had been sent to the wrong person, and repeatedly confirmed whether the old iron tree had bloomed today, or whether a thief had finally found out on his conscience.

"Don't worry, girl, the slave will not be wrong. Twenty-four adults, twenty-five bowls, the most must be yours. Douxi rubbed his hands, rejoicing as if he had done a big thing.

It's false to say it's not hot, after all, June. But to say that Fang Xin is unmoved must be false.

The summer heat was steaming, and a bowl was cool, but the tip of Cheng Ying's heart was soaking hot, and he glanced into the hall: "Your Highness, you still don't see the people's daughter today?" ”

Douxi scratched his head and sighed: "Girl, please go back." It's still those two words: don't see ...... But His Highness appreciated the soup, and the stone had already begun to loosen, and if the tired girl persevered for a while, the iron pestle would be sharpened into a needle. ”

Cheng Yingyu nodded. Suddenly, I remembered that I chatted with Zhao Xiyan a few days ago, and said some erotic things between Qinhuai flowers, and I couldn't help but be bold, and I didn't see Zhao Xixing for more than a month, so I had a little resentment.

Then he drew a scoop according to the gourd, and deliberately printed the rouge of the lip flap on the edge of the white jade bowl, a touch of red.

"Folk girl thanks. Please return the bowl to Your Highness. Cheng Yingyu handed back the bowl.

When Douxi returned to the hall with the bowl, Zhao Xixing saw the wind and moon on the edge of the bowl at a glance, and his hand shook, and he almost didn't hold the folded wolf.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" The courtiers were surprised and worried, after all, the saint was out of shape, but it was rarer than the hen crowed.

"It's okay...... Danzhou water conservancy, where was it just discussed? Zhao Xixing naturally changed his head, but his heart was like a cluster of fire, and it burned up.

Listening to the minister's exhaustive report on repairing the canal, Zhao Xixing's eyes slowly wandered, and there were only three words left in his mind.

Leprechauns.

Pyeongchang Marquis Mansion. There were once busy high-door doors.

After all, there is such a dirty thing, and the exile of the girl is already shameful enough, although the sage Mr. Gu Nian Tianji has made meritorious contributions to the founding of the country and has not severely punished others, but on the cusp of the storm, the Hou Mansion is now a man with his head down.

Ancestral hall. Pingchang Hou, that is, Mr. Tianji Shen Gui took the ink pen with a solemn face, crossed out the "Shen Yin" on the family tree, and his fingertips trembled violently, and it took a long time to completely erase it.

"Sinner girl, thank you for the grace of Shen's twenty years of nurturing." Shen Yin, who was dressed in rough clothes and no makeup, knelt in front of the ancestral tablet and bowed deeply.