The night of the Forbidden City is not too bright, because the boundary is large, and there are few masters, there are not many palaces that light the lamps, and the lights in each palace room are only a few beans, only the Kunning Palace is brightly lit, as if the oil lamp does not need money.

Yu Zhiwei's eyes had been injured before, and although they had already healed, she was always afraid that she would burn her eyes by tossing so much at night, so she had to light the lights fast and bright as day before she would stop.

There was a large pile of concerts on the table, which was drafted for the cabinet, Yu Zhiwei flipped through it, and it was all unfamiliar handwriting today - it was neither Tan Huaiji nor Chen Hui who was on duty today.

The little emperor He Xiao only knew how to have fun for more than ten years, and he almost "hurt Zhongyong" when he played, and he couldn't live this kind of criticism and folding career of burning candles and burning lamps for the day, so he left all the power to Yu Zhiwei and went to find Concubine Xia Jinfan by himself.

Anyway, it should have been Xia Jinfan's turn today.

Yu Zhiwei couldn't wait for this, so he quickly agreed.

In addition to Tan Huaiyu and Chen Hui's handwriting in the cabinet, Yu Zhiwei has never seen anyone else, so he can only write down this handwriting first, and then ask which cabinet elder is on duty tomorrow.

She poked her face with a pen, propped her head to read the recital, and the stunned person next to her turned his face to look at her several times: Can you poke out a dimple like this?

After a while, Yu Zhiwei noticed that the stunned sting was staring at her, so she raised her head and smiled at the stunned sting, just when the stunned thought that Yu Zhiwei was going to ask her if she was tired, Yu Zhiwei really spoke: "Stunned, you are now studying cinnabar ink by the side of the palace, do you have a feeling of adding fragrance to your red sleeves?" ”

I was a little puzzled, both of us are red sleeves, who added whose incense.

She smashed her mouth, thought about her master's temperament, and probably felt that she had added her fragrance - after all, she was the little maid with "apricot eyes, peach cheeks, and willow waist" that Yu Zhiwei wanted at the beginning.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh.

Yu Zhiwei seemed to know what he was thinking, chuckled, and reached out for the next piece of music.

Looking at the ticket posted above, it is the situation of the Jinan Mansion to invite An Folded and the recent announcement of the political envoy in Shandong.

Yu Zhiwei remembered that it seemed that when the snow melted in spring, the Yellow River section of the Shandong Buzheng Division was in turmoil, and the emperor was busy with his wedding, so the matter of water control was fully arranged to the governor of Shandong.

Later, I didn't hear about it again, probably because it was well governed.

When Yu Zhiwei unfolded the recital, he thought that water control was a great achievement of An Min, and he might have to be promoted when he went to Beijing to report on his work next time. However, not all officials love to be Beijing officials, and the emperor is far away, and he wants to be happy and happy. If you move up, maybe you want to go to a more affluent place, such as Jiangnan.

Yu Zhiwei secretly speculated about the thoughts of the governor of Shandong, and unfolded the recital.

This governor's name is Bian Zhang, and his name is Lingyu.

There is nothing special except "Respectfully please live Sheng'an", Yu Zhiwei glanced at it and opened another piece of music by Bian Zhang, the governor of Shandong.

"The resettlement of the victims has been completed, and everything needs to be rebuilt. Occasionally, there are small epidemics, which can be prevented and controlled, and cannot be a big picture. There is a mob of chaos, and there is no climate, and the ministers gather troops to deter them, scattered like birds and beasts. ”

Well, it's not a big deal. The flood victims have been settled, the epidemic has been brought under control, and even the riots have been suppressed. This is called a hundred wastes waiting to be rebuilt, it is clearly a hundred wastes are thriving, and everywhere is a thriving scene of post-disaster reconstruction.

It's time to move up. Yu Zhiwei said in his heart.

She had just put it down, and before she could take two breaths, she picked it up and looked at it again.

"Occasional small epidemics can be prevented and controlled." "Occasional mobs, scattered birds and beasts."

It's time to sing the praises of virtue.

But it stands to reason that the great plague will be followed by the great plague. There was a flood in front of it, followed by either a plague or a mob, and they didn't even notify the court, and handed it over to solve it. Shandong is not a rich Jiangnan, and when he was in retreat, he also came to the "useless" ports of Jiaodong Bay first, how did he turn everything around and arrange it smoothly?

Can't it be by Yintang, it's all due to luck?

How capable this person must be, why haven't I heard of such a powerful parent official in Shandong called Bian Zhang before.

If he really had such a great ability, he would have "ruled the country and leveled the world" a long time ago, so why not mix in Shandong.

Either this guy is hidden, or the whole thing is hidden.

Yu Zhiwei wrote the word Bian Zhang on the white paper on the side, using the cinnabar used to batch red, the two words were red and gorgeous, as if stained with blood.

Cinnabar writes people's names, which is inauspicious.

I'll have to look this man up. Yu Zhiwei thought.

The queen mother who criticized the chapter was busy until late at night, and the oil lamp on the table jumped and jumped, and she was busy with Yu Zhiwei until the second half of the night.

directly caused Yu Zhiwei to almost get up late when he asked the Empress Dowager Lin to say goodbye the next morning, and he hurriedly cleaned up and almost ran to Cining Palace. After I went, I found that the Queen Mother and her old man hadn't gotten up yet, Yu Zhiwei pressed her chest and said sullenly, she was blind and worried for a long time, and let the little waiter who was carrying the chariot run for a while, almost turning her heart out.

I didn't eat, and if I did, I had to vomit it. If she really vomited in the Empress Dowager's palace, it is estimated that she will have to pass on the imperial doctor to diagnose her Ximai.

Is it that she will be punished if she is not diagnosed?

After going to greet his mother-in-law, he had to go back to Kunning Palace and accept the greetings from He Xiao's two concubines.

Yu Zhiwei wailed in pain, could it be that the privilege of being a queen is to get up earlier than others who go to bed later?

Yu Zhiwei, who complained about it, soon felt very sleepy, listening to Xia Jinfan chatting with her half-embarrassed, it was really drowsy.

Tian Shuangyu did the same, and seeing that the queen's spirit was not good, she also followed the bold chicken pecking rice.

Xia Jinfan's face turned pale-is it really so boring to listen to me?

Yu Zhiwei listened intermittently for a long time, but didn't hear Xia Jinfan say anything useful, so he simply waved his hand.

Go back to your palaces and go to sleep.

Xia Jinfan, who was gloomy, and Tian Shuangyu, who was in a daze, left Kunning Palace with their front feet, and Yu Zhiwei made up two pieces of dim sum on their back feet and went to bed to make up for sleep.

The dim sum was still stinged and stuffed hard, for fear that she would leave the breakfast behind when she slept until lunch.

Hungry in the morning, that doesn't make the stomach hungry.

Yu Zhiwei hugged the quilt, and soon became confused, the last thing he could think of before losing consciousness was - wait until he woke up to check Governor Bian Zhang, otherwise the queen mother and I will die young.

The emperor himself doesn't take such a hard work.

Also, I don't want to stay up late anymore......

Soon, the queen mother entered the Black Sweet Country.