Su Peisheng looked at the back of Yongzheng leaving and said secretly.

Alas, there is no way, what kind of master there is, what kind of slave there is, so, "Guerjia nobleman, I don't know what kind of reward you want?" "Hurry up, let's go back to serve the emperor quickly.

Yu Yao looked at Su Peisheng with an obvious expression, choked in her heart, and couldn't help but give Su Peisheng a look of "Do you need to be in such a hurry".

Su Peisheng was very awe-inspiring and said that he could use it, and then opened his mouth and urged Yuyao, "Don't hesitate to ask for what you want, you say." ”

Yu Yao really didn't hesitate to open her mouth and come, not polite at all, and asked for a lot of rewards.

However, after Su Peisheng, who had just urged Yu Yao, heard this, it seemed that the person who was in a hurry to return to the emperor to serve was not himself, and couldn't help but ask Yu Yao again and again.

"Noble Gualja, you are sure, do you want the rewards you just mentioned?"

"Yes." Yu Yao nodded affirmatively.

"If you still want to change it, can you change it now?"

"No change." Yu Yao shook her head, and then nodded again to be sure: "It's the one you asked for before." ”

"I really won't change it, let's ask again one last time." Su Peisheng stared at Yu Yao tightly and said.

"No matter how many times I asked, I won't change." Yu Yao said, and then smiled at Su Peisheng with a grateful smile: "Thank you Father-in-law Su for your kindness, but this noble person has already thought it through, and this is what this noble person wants at present." ”

Su Peisheng was stunned when he heard this, and immediately remembered something, and said after smiling appreciatively at Yu Yao: "Good idea, nobleman!" ”

Qinghui Pavilion

After Yongzheng finished washing, he took the chariot back to the Qinzheng Qinxian Palace.

Because the Qinghui Pavilion on the west side of Qingyan in Kyushu is some distance away from the Qinzheng Qinxian Palace, this is not Su Peisheng busy with the reward, and he hurried to catch up with Emperor Yongzheng on the way to the Qinzheng Qinxian Palace.

"Master, the slave is back!" Su Peisheng came to Bu Yuan's side, and his voice was neither high nor low, just enough for Yongzheng to hear clearly.

Bu Yuan supported his chin with his hand, and Yongzheng, who was looking at the scenery in front of him, retracted his gaze when he heard this, glanced sideways at Su Peisheng, then retracted his gaze, and asked lightly: "What's wrong?" ”

"The noble man of Guerjia has a lot of ideas!" Su Peisheng replied with appreciation.

"Oh?" Yongzheng raised his eyebrows, his eyes returned to Su Peisheng, and asked with a little interest: "What reward did she want?" ”

When Su Peisheng beat him when he was young, he followed him to serve, and he knew very well what he was.

What can make Su Peisheng appreciate, thinking about it, the Guerjia clan not only avoided his temptation, there should be something.

Sure enough, living up to Yongzheng's curiosity, Su Peisheng said: "The nobles of Guerjia only need two Hanfu clothes, as well as the guzheng that they just played, and then asked for some snacks and melons and fruits. ”

Yongzheng listened, turned the wrench on his thumb, and not long after Su Peisheng spoke, he turned the wrench for a moment, and continued to ask: "Do you want some ordinary snacks and melons and fruits?" ”

Su Peisheng smiled and said: "The master is right, they are ordinary and common, that is, the snacks and melons and fruits commonly used by the harem concubines. ”

Yongzheng raised his eyebrows again, continued to turn his fingers, stopped his movements, and said with a hook on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that the Guerjia clan is not only sharp-toothed, but also has a very flexible brain and ideas!" It's a tough one! ”

Su Peisheng listened to Yongzheng's words, and it seemed that he was still faint, but he could hear the ease and smile in his words.

The master is clearly joking at the Guerjia nobles!

As for saying that Guerjia nobles are difficult, hehe, Su Pei said in his heart, he dared to pat his chest and assure that this difficult thing is definitely not in the emperor's place.

As long as it is not difficult for the emperor here, it means that the emperor does not find the Guerjia nobles annoying, and Su Peisheng can't help but slander: The Guerjia nobles are probably quite appetizing to the master! After all, the "medicine" of the Guerjia nobles is not bad! When people play the guzheng, you can quickly relax your tense nerves.

Yongzheng didn't know that Su Peisheng was slandering him so much in his heart, he sat in the middle of the step, one hand on his knee and kept tapping, thinking about something.

Soon, not long after the master and servant finished talking, they passed through the palace gate, and then through the weeping flower gate, and the diligent and virtuous hall arrived.

Yongzheng stepped down, walked into the wide Qinzheng Palace, and walked towards the throne in the middle of the hall.

When he arrived at the throne, he passed directly through the tall screen behind the throne, and the tables and chairs carved with red sandalwood, and the bed covered with yellow satin chairs embroidered with five-clawed golden dragons and mattresses appeared in front of him.

Yongzheng sat on the chair with a golden knife, followed by Su Peisheng and others who came in together, and immediately twisted wet wipes to wipe Yongzheng's face, wipe his hands, etc., and after Yongzheng wiped his sweat and so on, he immediately brought tea with a suitable temperature.

After drinking tea, Yongzheng immediately entered the state, lifted the red pen in his hand, took the fold, and began to read it.

Yongzheng pondered for a while and then the red pen swayed, and the speed was very fast, and it was corrected.

It didn't take long for the corrected pile of folds to be several more.

Yongzheng felt the sobriety of his brain while correcting the folds, and then glanced at the few folds that had just been corrected, thinking about the speed of his current corrections, and deeply felt that it was a good idea for him to order a noble person from Guerjia to accompany him.

Well, if you are tired in the future, you can let the interesting and brainy Guerjia accompany you a few more times!

And deeply felt that ordering the Guerjia nobles to enter the palace was definitely the best decision he made.

Retracted his divergent thoughts, put himself into the folds of his hands, pondered for a moment, and the folds of the Zhu brush brush were written, and soon, there was another corrected letter in the pile of corrected folds.

Picking up an uncorrected letter again, Yongzheng indulged in the busy happiness of correcting the fold.

Full of energy, Yongzheng played the flying and rising, and finally Su Peisheng reminded him that he was withdrawn from the busy happy immersion.

But Yongzheng, who was disturbed, was in a displeased.

"What?" He narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice.

Su Peisheng has had a lot of experiences like this, so he was not afraid at all, and replied calmly: "Master, it's almost time for dinner!" It's time for you to eat, the dragon body matters. ”

Dining reminds this kind of thing that considers the master's body, even if the master feels disturbed and will be unhappy, but he will not be punished.

His master is very principled, and Su Peisheng, who understands his master well, calmly waited on the side, waiting for Yongzheng's reply.

"It's almost time for dinner?" After Yongzheng frowned and muttered, he sighed: "So fast! ”

The previous displeasure disappeared for a while.

Yongzheng stood up and said, "Let people make food." ”

"Huh!" Su Peisheng took the order, and then turned around and gave it to the little eunuch next to him.

The little eunuch immediately understood and withdrew.

Yongzheng, who stood up, swept his gaze over the folds he had corrected, and his eyes were stunned and thoughtful.

immediately opened his mouth and told Su Peisheng: "Next draft, remember to remind me to take a look." "Maybe there is another Guerjia clan in the harem!

Why did you suddenly think of the draft?

Su Peisheng, who didn't understand his master's thoughts, could only write it down by heart, and said, "Huh! ”