On the second day of the usurpation, the new emperor woke up from the huge phoenix couch.

A wisp of sandalwood on the desk curled in several circles, and ethereal ethereals leaked through the gold curtains inlaid with precious stones.

The new emperor opened his eyes, and his dark eyes quietly looked at the huge and luxurious phoenix couch.

The bed was big and empty.

The new emperor was silent for a moment and lifted the brocade quilt.

The black ice silk brocade robe slid down the shoulders of the new emperor, and as the new emperor got up, the sleeve robe hung down at his hand, loose and loose.

Several maids came in to serve the new emperor to wash and change clothes.

The new emperor put on a new robe and went to the court.

Halfway through the dynasty, the new emperor still felt sleepy, so he fell asleep on the throne table.

Gonggong Jiang had no choice but to let the courtiers retreat.

The courtiers had never seen such a mediocre emperor, and they knew that this faint emperor was now cruel by nature, and they dared to be angry for a while, so they had to grit their teeth and retreat.

Only Li Zhisen stayed, saying that he wanted to wait for the new emperor to wake up.

So Li Zhisen stood on the palace like this, and waited until the new emperor finally woke up.

The new emperor yawned lazily, sat up straight from the cold table, stretched out his slender and beautiful hands from the ice silk coat, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, got up with half-squinted sleepy eyes, and planned to go back to the dormitory to continue sleeping.

"Your Majesty, I have something to say."

In the main hall, Leng Buding's voice sounded Li Zhisen's voice.

The new emperor paused slightly, turned his head sideways, narrowed his eyes, and looked at him slowly, still lacking interest.

"The mausoleum of the first emperor cannot be buried with Princess Wei, otherwise it will only confirm the rumors of Kyoto."

The new emperor hung down the hem of his loose clothes, walked down the steps unhurriedly, stopped a few steps away from Li Zhisen, his fair and handsome face gradually gathered a little playfulness, and said lightly: "Do you think it's a rumor?" ”

Li Zhisen's face did not change and said: "Whether it is a rumor or not, if Your Majesty really does this, how will future generations comment on the first emperor, the first emperor's lifetime merits will be ruined because of the word "Li Wei'er", has Your Majesty thought about this?" ”

The new emperor looked at Li Zhisen standing in front of him expressionlessly, and said lightly: "Why do I think about this? “

Li Zhisen stared at him, and suddenly couldn't speak.

Because of the new emperor in front of him, he is indeed not afraid of any rumors and public opinion, and he does not disdain these.

It's as if all those rumors and public opinion are irrelevant to him.

Li Zhisen couldn't persuade him, so he had to retire with a calm face.

The new emperor walked out of the main hall with steps, and Li Qiao followed out as a personal guard.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go back to the dormitory?"

Gu Yutang said "no", holding a volume of documents that came out of the main hall in his hand, repeatedly opened and closed this act with great interest, and walked towards the imperial garden.

This is the second time that Gu Yutang has seriously enjoyed the flowers in the imperial garden of the palace.

From the heart lake to the end of the water pavilion, there is a white plank road, and the plank road is paved with flowers on both sides, which is very chaotic and eye-catching.

Gu Yutang walked all the way and felt ugly, so he frowned and gave an order to the people who followed him: "Shovel all these flowers and plants in the Imperial Garden." ”

Li Qiao didn't ask much, and he had to let people do it.

Gonggong Jiang, who was following along, felt in a trance when he heard this, he glanced around at the huge imperial garden, and when he thought that this flowery imperial garden was about to become a bare courtyard, his legs and feet were weak, and he asked the new emperor tremblingly, "What flowers does Your Majesty like, the slave will let people replace them as soon as possible." ”

Gu Yutang just said lightly, "I haven't thought about it yet", and then dismissed the people below, step by step, slowly walked to the end of the white plank road, and sat down on the stone chair of the Water Pavilion.

Looking from a distance from the other end of the plank road, the new emperor's black ice silk coat hung down on the side of the stone chair, his slender fingers with distinct bones against the side of his face, and his black hair was not combed well, so that when the wind blew, a few locks of messy hair on the corners of his forehead passed his eyes.

Although the new emperor did nothing, his posture was still noble and calm.

It's just that he's just one person.

A touch of cold black, swaying in the wind, leaning arrogantly and indifferently against the corner of the water pavilion.

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