The light first snow in the first half of the night stopped again in the second half of the night.

Until the next morning, the north wind suddenly blew, and this winter snow seemed to have been ordered, and they fell one after another.

The goose feather snow piles up very quickly, and in the afternoon of this day, it covers the whole of Pyongyo.

In the afternoon, Chen Yicong advanced a meeting in the evening, and although everyone didn't know why the emperor did this, they still arrived at the Heart Cultivation Hall on time.

Nowadays, in addition to the daily situation in the north, the imperial examination has undoubtedly become the most important matter of the emperor at the moment—these two matters were also raised and discussed at the beginning of the discussion.

This meeting was shorter than everyone expected, because Chen Yicong's every need was clear and resolute, and the emperor was like this, so what else did the courtiers have to say?

The imperial dining room outside the Palace of Nourishing Heart has been busy since the afternoon, and they have received an order from the emperor that it is rare for Emperor Shengming to travel tonight, and the kitchen must prepare at least ten people's food.

The news came too suddenly, and the specific time of the emperor's departure from the palace was uncertain, only a vague outline of the "evening".

Everyone was busy as if they were the enemy.

At the beginning of the day, Chen Yicong glanced at the folds that had not been approved today, and held them with both hands, "Don't do it!" ”

He stood up with his arm on the table, "Lu Dou! ”

"Eh, long live the lord." Lu Dou hurriedly ran over, "What about you calling a slave?" ”

Chen Yicong moved his hands and feet left and right, "Are they all ready?" ”

Lu Dou didn't understand what Chen Yicong meant by "they", but he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Little Marquis, they will have passed in the afternoon, and they should have been waiting in the middle of the lake at this time;

"There seems to be something going on in the hands of Dr. Bai in the Tai Hospital, and Bai Siyao is also waiting there.

"As for the Imperial Dining Room, everything that should be prepared is ready, and-"

"What's going on over there with Bai Yi?" Chen Yicong asked.

"It seems that there was a child playing with firecrackers in the west of the city in the afternoon, and it hurt ......."

"Whose child," Chen Yicong frowned slightly, "Why did you send it to the hospital?" ”

"The slave maid asked, it doesn't seem to be anyone's family, it's just ordinary people," Lu Dou replied softly, he carefully raised his eyes to see Chen Yicong's face, "It happened more than an hour ago......

"Forget it, send a car to wait at the gate of the Tai Hospital, and wait for him to finish." Chen Yicong said softly, seeing that Lu Dou still looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, he was a little strange, "What, what's the matter?" ”

"Oh, that's it...... Elder Sun Ge is still waiting outside. ”

Chen Yicong was slightly stunned, "Sun Beiji? Didn't he leave? ”

"Yes," Lu Dou nodded, "After the discussion was over, Elder Sun Ge was waiting outside, and I told him that the emperor didn't like people to disturb him when he approved the folds, so he said that he could wait." ”

"Did you say it was for something?"

"The slave asked, and he said that it was a matter of not being big, not being small, but weighing a thousand pounds." Lu Dou smiled a little embarrassedly, "If the slave wants to ask again, Elder Sun Ge will ignore me." ”

Chen Yicong sneered, he could almost imagine the clumsy Lu Dou beside him, scratching his ears and cheeks in front of the scheming Sun Beiji, but he couldn't ask a little thing.

"Let him in." Chen Yicong replied.

Lu Dou breathed a sigh of relief slightly-it seems that the emperor is in a good mood today, if it is placed in normal times, I am afraid that the emperor's brows will have already been locked at this time.

Chen Yicong sat down on his seat, and after a while, familiar footsteps came from the corridor outside. Sun Beiji held the hem of his official robe in both hands, and pinched it between the thumb and four fingers of his right hand.

After some saluting, Chen Yicong ordered Lu Dou to move a wooden pier and helped Sun Beiji sit down.

Then, Lu Dou brought two teas, and when he took the teacups, Sun Beiji's heart felt a little fluctuating.

In the past, when Emperor Jianxi was here, the two things of giving tea and giving seats were quite particular, but I never thought that when I came to Chen Yicong, these meaningful details came back.

The emperor's gaze fell on the song in Sun Beiji's arms.

"Elder Sun Ge has been waiting outside, presumably because he has encountered something that must be played in person." Chen Yicong said softly, "What's not big or small, and it weighs a thousand pounds?" ”

"Ministers are courageous," Sun Beiji put down the tea and stood up, "The emperor still remembers, how long has it been since you ascended the throne?" ”

Chen Yicong stopped his hand, rolled his eyes to Sun Beiji, he was silent for a moment, and replied in a low voice, "Three and a half years." ”

"Yes," Sun Beiji's expression was calm, "In the past three and a half years, the emperor has made drastic changes in the previous dynasty, washing and reforming, and sweeping away the decay of the past. ”

Chen Yicong sank the corners of his mouth.

He doesn't know how many times he has heard these praises, and those Wenchen of Yushitai, every time they want to go up and scold him for what he has done badly, the beginning is always to praise him like this first.

"But?"

Chen Yicong answered skillfully - in his impression, Sun Beiji has always been the kind of silent old minister, he almost never points out any mistakes and omissions of himself, but he rarely leaves any straightforward praise.

Today's sudden boasting is so direct, which immediately aroused Chen Yicong's vigilance.

"No, but, Your Majesty," Sun Beiji smiled, "The old minister is not one of those young descendants of the Imperial Observatory. ”

"And what is written in your hand?"

"This fold was handed to the old minister by Lord Shang Shuwen of the Ministry of Rites during the deliberations of the six ministries this morning." Sun Beiji's face showed a slight helplessness.

"Elder Ge, this is going to take it to me to see?"

"The emperor doesn't have to read it," Sun Beiji smiled with deep eyes, "Because, this is a wordless letter." ”

Chen Yicong leaned back slightly and let out a soft "oh".

"However, Lao Chen still thinks he understands it." Sun Beiji's expression showed a bit of sighing, "The minister thought, since he is now sitting in the position of the head of the cabinet, he should come to the emperor again to bring up a past matter." ”

"Revisited?" Chen Yicong couldn't understand it.

"When the Empress Dowager Cixiao was still there, she once instructed the old ministers and the ...... to keep the middle on one thing."

Empress Dowager Cixiao - called "Cixiao Martyr, Zhenren, Jingcheng, An Tian's Birthday, Saintly Offering Empress Dowager Zhen".

Hearing that it was about his mother, Chen Yicong's back straightened slightly, and the bit of cynicism on his face before faded a little.

Sun Beiji said softly, "...... It's about His Majesty's marriage. ”

Chen Yicong's eyes sank slightly-he had always been very annoyed that the courtiers below had come to persuade him to take a concubine under various high-sounding guises.

From those sanctimonious exhortations, Chen Yicong clearly felt that these courtiers regarded themselves as some kind of tools similar to stallions, as if if he did not leave an heir, he would have failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a king, and it would be a heinous crime that could not be written.

So after he came to the north last year, he casually pinched a few excuses and dragged out a few courtiers who cared about his harem all day and night and beat them up.

Chen Yicong scratched his head slightly, and a shallow smile appeared on his face.

He could almost imagine that if his mother was still there, he would probably be in a hurry at this time.

"When?" Chen Yicong asked softly, "What did my mother say?" ”

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