Sun Beiji's gaze blurred and threw himself in front of him.

He talked about the 45-year exile case of Jianxi, Prince Gong invited the Bai family to the mansion as guests.

Sun Beiji spoke slowly and calmly, as if the things he was talking about had really happened.

"...... does the queen mother want you to test Bai Shijun's plans?" Chen Yicong repeated in a low voice, "What does the queen mother want to test? ”

"See if he has the intention to marry the palace, the sooner the better."

Chen Yicong was stunned.

He lowered his eyes quickly, so as not to let Sun Beiji see through the moment of panic in his eyes.

The only time his mother spoke to him about Bai Ling was on the rainy night when he was imprisoned by the emperor's grandfather - at that time, his mother advised him to take it all down, not to be reckless, not to be forced.

His mother's mind did know.

Chen Yicong couldn't sit still, he coughed lightly, got up from the collapse and walked to the window of the Heart Cultivation Palace, facing Sun Beiji with his back.

The boy's cheeks were already burning.

This whole thing sounds a little strange because the mother rarely goes around him and decides something directly for him.

But such a polite and solemn tone of asking a doctor from a Tai Hospital is indeed very similar to the style of a mother.

"The matter of taking a concubine after the establishment of the emperor, the emperor has been dragging on for three years. It really can't be delayed any longer. The minister thought that the Empress Dowager Cixiao was in the spirit of heaven, and she probably looked forward to seeing the emperor get married as soon as possible. ”

Chen Yicong took a breath.

He glanced back at Sun Beiji deeply.

This thing - it's really not like he wants to drag.

But he could not argue with anything, and he had no one to say anything about the thoughts which often confused him.

If these things are perceived by others, it will also stop laughing.

"Bring it."

Chen Yicong stretched out his hand to Sun Beiji, Lu Dou immediately understood, stepped forward to take the wordless note in Sun Beiji's hand, and handed it to Chen Yicong.

"Anything else?" Chen Yicong asked.

"Nope."

"Then you go back and tell Wen Shichun that I accepted this letter of his."

Sun Beiji breathed a sigh of relief, he got up and stood up, and bowed to Chen Yicong.

"The old minister is acting on behalf of the Ministry of Rites, thank you to the emperor."

After that, Sun Beiji said goodbye to Chen Yicong, and when he was about to leave, Chen Yicong called him again, and Sun Beiji stood and turned around.

"Specializing in the affairs of the imperial examination, except for a few old ministers in the Ministry of Officials and the gang of admonitions from the Imperial Historical Observatory, I see that the people below the Ministry of Rites are dancing the most happily, you go back and tell Wen Shichun that he had better take care of this matter."

Chen Yicong's eyes were quite cold, "If he can't control this Shangshu, I will take care of it for him." ”

Sun Beiji nodded silently, indicating that he understood.

After Sun Beiji left, Chen Yicong casually threw aside the wordless music in his hand, walked to the side of the bed a little dejectedly, kicked his feet, and fell on it.

“…… Emperor? Lu Dou was stunned for a moment, "You...... Are you still out of the house? ”

Chen Yicong didn't answer, but just buried his head under the pillow sideways.

Lu Dou couldn't understand what Chen Yicong was thinking, but he could understand it, and Long Live Lord was worried at this moment.

So he stepped aside, bowing his head and waiting for the emperor to finish sulking.

Chen Yicong raised his wrist - the peace charm that his mother begged for, he still wears it every day around his arm. There is another one of these talismans, which is barely a pair in Bai Ling's place.

Chen Yicong blinked.

Otherwise, why don't you just take advantage of the conversation tonight?

……

On the west side of Lake An, the sun had not yet set, and there was not a single boat moving on the entire lake, only a small boat was tied to the pier by the lake.

It has been snowing all day since the morning, and it is slowly getting lighter.

The entire lake has been closed since yesterday, except for the two bored young men sitting on the boat by the pier.

On snowy days, children are the happiest, and even after the forbidden lake, Zeng Jiuyan and Zhang Jingzhen on the boat can hear the laughter of children from afar.

Zeng Jiuyan held the hand stove, leaned on the soft chair, and looked at the sky outside the cabin as if he were old.

"This snow is ...... It feels like it's emptying people's hearts. He muttered, and then patted Zhang Jingzhen beside him, "When do you say this snow will stop?" ”

Zhang Jingzhen next to her had a book on her face, and was woken up by Zeng Jiuyan's few blows.

“…… They're coming? Zhang Jingzhen raised her head sleepily.

"No," Zeng Jiuyan said with a grin, "What did you do last night, and you are so sleepy today?" ”

Zhang Jingzhen lowered her head and smiled, but did not answer.

Zeng Jiuyan was about to ask, a faint sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, and in the evening daylight, Chen Yicong rushed to the front with his horse, followed by his guards.

"Eh, here's the man!"

I saw Chen Yicong dismount and jump onto the dock in a few steps, Zeng Jiuyan and Zhang Jingzhen had already disembarked to greet him. The two saluted to Chen Yicong, and the young man glanced at the empty cruise ship, "Bai Yi, they haven't arrived yet?" ”

"Not yet," Zeng Jiuyan replied, "By the way, Li Fengyu won't be here tonight either—his son will have a full moon the day after tomorrow, and I don't think he has much of the heart to come out to play during this time." ”

Chen Yicong nodded, "You didn't say that I sent this invitation, did you?" ”

"That's definitely not," Zeng Jiuyan laughed, "If you want to say it's you, will he dare to come?" ”

Zhang Jingzhen looked at the two people in front of her, and suddenly realized that the three people standing here today were all singles, and couldn't help laughing.

Chen Yicong and Zeng Jiuyan saw Zhang Jingzhen suddenly laughing, so they asked him why, where did Zhang Jingzhen dare to speak, but just shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

So Chen Yicong and Zeng Jiuyan glanced at each other, and while Zhang Jingzhen was unprepared, one lifted his shoulders and the other raised his feet, and he was about to throw Zhang Jingzhen into the ice lake next to him.

"Again!" Zhang Jingzhen grabbed Zeng Jiuyan's arm in horror, "Why do you want to throw people into the lake at every turn!" ”

"Then do you want to talk about it?" Zeng Jiuyan threatened.

"Say—I say! But shall we get on board first? ”

The three of them got on the boat, Zhang Jingzhen caressed her heart, calmed her mood, and then said what she was thinking in her heart.

Zeng Jiuyan snorted melon seeds and laughed, "It's true." ”

- Don't talk about a few of them, Bai Yi is twenty years old and hasn't gotten married.

"What do you think," Zhang Jingzhen looked at Zeng Jiuyan, "I go to Baihuaya every day to drink flower wine, Hou Ye has been pulling you four or five times, every time I get drunk and run back to let my in-laws see the joke, if this continues, whose girl in Pingjing City is willing to marry you?" ”

Zeng Jiuyan waved his hand, "I haven't even made a marriage contract, which family are they in-laws?" Starting a family, it sounds good, but there are more people to take care of you, I can live happily and unrestrained alone, why don't you have to get married? ”

Chen Yicong listened to it with mixed feelings - in the past few years, Zeng Jiuyan has written several times, begging him to be sent to the northern border.

But the old marquis and his wife entered the palace several times, and they cried so much that they were blind in front of Chen Yicong.

The two elders had a thousand words, and they only begged the emperor not to send the only son of their Zeng Mansion to the front line. Zeng Jiuyan knew these things, and he didn't want Chen Yicong to be caught in the middle, and he didn't mention it again.

In the cabin, Zeng Jiuyan raised his wine glass again and looked at Chen Yicong, "I want to play for a few more years, Zhang Jingzhen is still keeping filial piety for his mother, so he will wait for another seven or eight months." Your Majesty, what's the matter with you? ”

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