"What does Your Majesty mean exactly? Could it be that he thinks that he is still in his prime, and he still doesn't want to get involved in the matter of establishing a reserve? When Pei Jinzhen talked to Yan Chong about this matter in private, he once again deeply realized that what a sacred heart is unpredictable.

"Who knows." Yan Chong stole half a day of leisure today, and was practicing calligraphy in her study, after practicing, she read her recent manuscript again, and couldn't help sighing, "You have made great progress recently!" If this continues, I'm afraid that it will be possible to confuse the real with the fake. Naturally, her hand was completely inherited from him, and it was becoming more and more similar, and even he himself was sometimes a little indistinguishable.

Pei Jinzhen listened, but he didn't comply. "What is false? Why is yours true and mine false? ”

"To be honest, I've always wondered how you can just write the same font as me?" Yan Chong approached her and smiled.

Pei Jinzhen was pinching a pair of socks and sewing them, and said with disgust, "Do you want to say again, I have been secretly in love with you for a long time, right?" People, self-confidence is a good thing, too much self-confidence, that is conceit. Glancing at him, he raised his eyebrows when he was about to open his mouth, "Are you deliberately talking about him?" ”

Yan Chong sighed, "Women are too smart, so they won't be cute." ”

Pei Jinzhen threw away his socks and raised his eyes to glare at him, "Then who do you think is cute?" ”

Yan Chong's scalp was numb, knowing that he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly told him, "What you said casually, do you take it seriously?" Didn't you ask me what the imperial uncle meant? ”

In order to change the topic, Yan Chong hurriedly carried Emperor Yonghe out.

"Although the emperor's uncle didn't say it explicitly, recently, Liaodong and the south are very peaceful, and there is no problem with coastal defense, the only thing that needs to be guarded against in the northwest, the Di people are busy with civil strife, and they have no time to take care of anything else for the time being, this is a good time to rectify internal affairs."

"The emperor's uncle is not a stubborn character, and it should be clear that the early canonization of the prince is also the need of Anbang. It's just that he is still hesitating and has not yet made a final decision. ”

"Now it seems that King Mu has the best chance of winning, right?" Pei Jinzhen picked up the socks again and sewed them, but when he said this, his movements were a slight pause.

Yan Chong's eyes flashed slightly, "This, it depends on the meaning of the emperor's uncle, until the day when the dust settles, who knows?" Now, it's up to us to see who can calm down and who can be stable to the end. ”

It's just that the sky in Fengjing City will have to change for a while.

Within two days, Concubine Xian committed suicide in the imperial mausoleum, leaving a blood letter, begging His Majesty to be merciful and allow her parents to send her to the end.

Liang advocated filial piety, before the death of the queen mother, Emperor Yonghe on the grounds of border instability, did not allow King Rong and King Fu to return to Beijing to mourn. But the Queen Mother is a grandmother, but Concubine Xian is a biological mother, and she has a bloody will, if Your Majesty still doesn't allow it, it will be too ruthless.

Not surprisingly, Xiao Yi will return to Beijing soon.

Unexpectedly, Concubine Xian actually used her life to pave her son's way back to Beijing.

It's just that Concubine Xian's mother family is in decline, and Princess Fu's family is not obvious, what does King Fu rely on, at this time, do you want to go back to Beijing to fight?

Sure enough, within two days, the decree was issued, allowing the blessed king Xiao Yi to return to Beijing to mourn the virtuous concubine.

I thought that King Fu was back, and King Rong should also take advantage of the situation.

But he didn't expect that until King Fu arrived in Beijing, whether it was Fengzao Palace or King Rong's Mansion, they were all calm and didn't make any waves.

Even Princess Rong and Xiao Shizi, who went to the south to visit King Rong, had no intention of returning to Beijing.

During the Double Ninth Festival banquet in September, others asked, but Queen Zheng only smiled and said, "Their young husband and wife have been separated for several years, and now they have finally reunited, so they are naturally a little inseparable, not to mention, the little prince has not seen his father for a long time, and it is the right thing to be taught more in front of his father." His Majesty also agrees with this, and he will come back after all, and it will be a few days late, and there will be nothing. ”

After King Fu returned to Beijing, there was no movement, and Fengjing City was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, but it was more like the last tranquility before the storm.

A drop of water can turn the tide upside down.

On the first day of October, the Winter Clothes Festival.

In recent years, the Liang Liang is considered to be smooth, and the Yonghe Emperor will pay taxes low, and the people, especially the people of Fengjing City, are mostly rich, and when they wait for the Winter Clothes Festival, they make "winter clothes" gradually less, and most of them directly take the money to buy from the paper shop, and the business of the paper shop will be exceptionally good on this day, and it will be sent to usher in an endless stream.

The "winter clothes" of the Jing'an Hou Mansion have been prepared for a long time. Pei Jinzhen held the middle feed in the house, and bought the family's winter clothes early, and also took advantage of this solar term to send them to everyone, and the servants in the house also put on new winter clothes on this day, and the mansion was a new atmosphere.

Pei Jinzhen was personally dressing Yan Chong, who knows, it was just a size measured a month ago, but when he put it on today, it was more than an inch wider, Pei Jinzhen couldn't help frowning when he saw it.

Yan Chong still smiled heartlessly, "But I've lost a little weight, I think, I'm more energetic when I'm thinner, is it possible, I have to grow into five big and three thick, and then you will dislike me again?" ”

In these words, there is a lot of ridicule.

Pei Jinzhen raised his eyes and looked at his deep black eyes, although he didn't seem to be abnormal on the surface these days, how could he be half different? Sometimes she woke up in the middle of the night, and would find him pillowing his arms, staring at the top of the tent in a daze, but she was afraid that she would be worried, so she kept her voice and hid everything, even the amount of food, which was worse than before, and the food and sleep were not fragrant, how could he not reduce it?

It's not that Pei Jinzhen doesn't know, it's just that he doesn't want her to know, let her worry, so she doesn't know!

So, she reined in her thoughts, hooked her lips and smiled, "Okay, don't be poor, clean up, let's get ready to enter the palace!" ”

This year's Winter Clothes Festival, because of the new funeral of the Queen Mother, will be in the palace to sweep and burn clothes. Both of them are going to the palace.

The two of them packed up and came out of the flower hall.

The nurse happened to bring Brother Sheng in.

He also wore a new dress today, a royal blue brocade jacket, which made his little face snow jade cute. He can now hold it vertically, in the arms of the nurse, very energetic, a pair of black grape-like eyes are dripping, listening to the movement, he looked at Pei Jinzhen and them, and when he saw Pei Jinji, he was obviously excited, stretched out his arms and kicked his legs to ask her to hug.

Pei Jinzhen was soft in his heart, but he didn't dare to hug him. This kid has nimble hands and feet, and likes bright things the most, and if he catches a crush on her head, she will take a long time to comb her hair, but I am afraid that it will be ruined.

"Brother Sheng! Be at home, Dad and Mom will be back in a while! Waving his hand at Brother Sheng, the little couple turned around and walked out of the room.

When he arrived at the side door, the carriages and horses were ready, Jing'an Hou was already waiting, and he was going to enter the palace today, after all, the Queen Mother was his mother-in-law, and he should also do his filial piety.