After dinner, Emperor Qianling went back to his imperial study.

Tonight he has a lot to do with the officials who are greedy for disaster relief.

Ye Jingjing asked cautiously like a little daughter-in-law before he went out, "Then will the emperor come tonight?" ”

Emperor Qianling glanced at him and clearly saw the expectation in Ye Jingjing's eyes.

But—

"I have important things to do tonight, if Concubine Ye is tired, rest early, and I will come to see you tomorrow."

After speaking, Emperor Qianling walked out of the gate of Jianing Palace without looking back.

He was afraid that if he looked at it again, he would be tempted to stay.

He didn't know why he felt this way, but now on Ye Jingjing's body, there seemed to be a magic that was constantly attracting him, making him involuntarily want to get closer.

But every now and then, he thinks of Ye Jingjing's father who is the prime minister.

Prime Minister Ye Cheng, his prejudice against himself is very big.

So, what role does Ye Jingjing play in this silent game between him and Prime Minister Ye Cheng?

Emperor Qianling closed his eyes.

That's it, I don't want to do these things.

……

Ye Jingjing had been standing at the door and watching the figure of Emperor Qianling gradually disappear from her sight.

Only then did he reluctantly turn around and walk into the room.

Leaning on the chaise longue, Ye Jingjing was holding an ancient book in her hand, and she wanted to learn more about this dynasty, but she couldn't read a word of the words on this book now.

Wanbai carefully took a blanket and covered it on Ye Jingjing's legs.

"It's night, mother, beware of catching a cold."

Ye Jingjing looked at Wan Bai, who was busy coming in and out on the side, and then at Si Ling, who was leaning against the door and yawning secretly, and a somewhat peculiar idea suddenly popped up in her mind.

"Wanbai, go and get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone I asked you to prepare!"

“……”

Wanbai also thought that her mother was on a whim and wanted to follow the emperor's instructions and practice calligraphy.

But what I didn't expect was that my mother went to the charcoal fire in the kitchen to find a piece of charcoal that could write, and sketched it on rice paper.

Wan Bai and Si Ling were waiting on the side, but they didn't even see what was drawn on the rice paper.

"Niangniang, what the hell are you painting? Concubines are not allowed to draw rune paper in private in the palace, and if they are discovered, they will be killed! ”

Although Siling can't understand it, aren't these messy things drawn by her own mother just ghost talismans?

"Siling, don't talk nonsense!"

Wan Bai scolded sharply, and Si Ling's face immediately turned pale, and she reached out to cover her mouth.

She's an elm head!

Wan Bai clearly told her that someone was spying on Jianing Palace!

Looking at the nervous look of the two of them, Ye Jingjing just smiled and comforted softly, "Don't worry, your mother didn't do anything to make people grab the handle." ”

"The thing I drew on this is called poker."

"Poker?

Siling and Wanbai all looked ignorant.

What the hell is the mother talking about? How come they have never heard of it?

Ye Jingjing waved her hand, "It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't know, I see that this long night is long, so naturally I want to find some fun to pass the time." ”

"Wanbai, you go and find me a painter and a person who knows how to carve tomorrow, I have something to ask them to do."

"Yes."

"Also, ask someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make me 54 bamboo boards of the same size and thickness, which should be thin, very, very thin, understand?"

Wan Bai nodded, and said softly, "Niangniang, the slave knows a little eunuch who works in the imperial dining room, and his skills are exquisite, and he can carve on eggshells. ”

Ye Jingjing's eyes lit up, "Yes, yes, yes, it's him!" ”

"You go and find someone for me tomorrow and help me do this, I will be rewarded!"

She was worried that it would be very difficult to carve the suit of the playing cards on the bamboo board if it was thin, but now it seems that there is no need to worry!

Ye Jingjing looked at the suit of the playing cards on the table with a whole piece of paper drawn by herself, and nodded with satisfaction.

That's right, you still have to have some entertainment, otherwise this whole day, I'm afraid that if you are not idle, you will only have intrigue left.

……

In the imperial study, Emperor Qianling's good-looking sword eyebrows wrinkled deeply.

"What do you say? Ye Guifei is drawing a spell in the room? ”

The black-clothed man kneeling on the ground lowered his head and said busily, "The slave doesn't dare to lie, the slave did hear the three masters and servants in the room talking about the charm on the roof." ”

"What did they say they were going to do?"

"Minions are incompetent! Concubine Ye and the palace maid in the room seemed to be on guard, and closed the window, so that the servants could only hear a little vague content intermittently, and they didn't dare to determine. ”

"However, the minion once sneaked a glimpse through the cracks in the rubble on the roof, and Ye Guifei did draw something on the paper, which was a pattern that the minion had never seen."

"I know, you can step down."

"Yes, the minions are retired."

“……”

The face of the Emperor's tomb sinks like water.

Ye Jingjing wants to draw a charm? Why exactly? He didn't even know that his Ye Guifei still had such a ability.

Sure enough, he was still too careless about her before.

"Gu Jinzhong." Emperor Qianling called in a deep voice.

"The minions are here."

"Who do you think this charm of Ye Guifei was drawn for?"

“……”

Gu Jinzhong didn't know how to answer for a while.

Naturally, he also heard the words of the minion Fang Cai, and in addition to doubts, he was frightened.

Everyone in the world knows that the most taboo thing for the emperor today is to pretend to be a god and a ghost, not to mention a charm, and it is difficult to see even a Taoist priest inside and outside the palace.

Seeing that Gu Jinzhong didn't speak, Emperor Qianling squinted his eyes slightly and sneered, "In the previous dynasty, it was precisely because of the obsession with the words of the so-called national teacher in the last years of the first emperor that he was bent on seeking the method of immortality that the previous dynasty became more and more declining and became the situation it is today. ”

Therefore, the first thing he did when he ascended the throne was to order the execution of the Taoist priest who deceived the people with evil words!

People are mortals in the flesh, even if they are once a son of heaven, they are just mortals who have been pushed to a high position, how can they be immortal? Become an immortal?

"Heh, if mortals can really sit and turn into immortals, then why is it that people like national teachers have cultivated all their lives and have not been able to ascend to the Immortal Dao?"

Emperor Qianling's face gradually became terrifying, the entire imperial study was silent, and Gu Jinzhong didn't even dare to come out.

He always felt that Emperor Qianling was the most emperor-like among the princes of the first emperor, and the world would always be confused by his handsome face like a fairy, but he didn't know how terrifying the young new emperor's methods were.

"Send someone to pay attention to the movements of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and once Ye Zewei makes any unusual moves, he will immediately tie up Ye Jingjing for me!"