Chapter 053: Please give me a gold medal

"Your Majesty, the courtiers want to ask Your Majesty to give you a gold medal." Chen Ying stood up and said calmly.

Because she lowered her head, she couldn't see Emperor Yuan Jia's expression, however, she still sensed the faint gaze cast from the back of the imperial case.

"Oh?" Emperor Yuan Jia opened his mouth, his voice was flat and emotionless, "You want a gold medal?" But I don't know what kind of gold medal it is? Who wants you to ask for it? ”

"Back to Your Majesty, this is what the courtiers themselves remembered, and there is no intention of others. If Your Majesty agrees, the courtiers have something she wants Your Majesty to see. Chen Ying's answer was clear and quiet, and on the slightly lowered bun, only Jin Hai rose and fell with the voice.

After staring at the top of her dark hair for a long time, Emperor Yuanjia smiled faintly, and opened his lips and spit out a word: "Okay." ”

Chen Ying took out a piece of paper from her sleeve, flattened her hands, held them high above the top, and said, "What the courtiers want is a gold medal like this." ”

He Shun'an stood behind Emperor Yuan Jia, and as soon as Yu Guangfu touched the page, his eyes suddenly widened.

What's that weird thing?

If it weren't for Emperor Yuan Jia sitting in front of him, He Shunan couldn't wait to rub his eyes.

What a thing on the paper, it's so weird.

At this time, it was not only him, but even Emperor Yuan Jia was also a little stunned.

He stared at the paper for a long moment, then chuckled lowly.

"The so-called gold medal you want, that's it?" He pointed to the piece of paper in Chen Ying's hand and asked, laughter continued to overflow from his words, and he actually made a sound of "smack" and "smack".

If Chen Ying looked up at this moment, he would definitely be able to see the expression of His Majesty the Emperor who couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Chen Ying affirmed and added softly: "If Your Majesty can send down another edict and allow the courtiers to act cheaply in the future, the courtiers will be complete." ”

Emperor Yuan Jia's laughter became louder, and while laughing at him, he stood up, strode in front of Chen Ying, stretched out his dragon hand, personally scooped up the piece of paper, and asked with a smile: "This is what you drew yourself?" ”

Chen Ying put on a smile that he thought was the most appropriate, and said, "The courtiers are not good at drawing, please forgive your majesty." ”

Yuan Jia took the paper and looked at it for a while, then asked again: "This painting is the front and back of the gold medal?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Chen Ying affirmed the authenticity again, took a step forward, tiptoed forward to look at the page, stretched out his hand and gestured, and introduced: "This is the front, and that is the back." ”

Emperor Yuan Jia nodded, looked at the strange pattern on the paper, and said strangely: "This front is painted, how can it look like the cigarette stick smoked by the old farmer in the countryside?" After finishing speaking, he turned his head and called He Shun'an: "He Daban, you also come over to take a look, I'm afraid it's wrong." ”

He Shun'an stepped forward according to his words, half-bowed and stared at the paper carefully for a long time, and then lowered his head and said respectfully: "Your Majesty's eyesight is really good, and the slave looks at this is also a cigarette stick." ”

Emperor Yuan Jia looked at Chen Ying with a smile: "Three girls, why do you want to draw a cigarette stick on this gold medal?" But what are the allusions? ”

For the first time, Chrysostom called "three girls", which showed that Emperor Yuan Jia was in a good mood.

Chen Ying's heart was slightly relieved, and she lowered her head and said: "The courtier's teeth are too young, and painting this cigarette stick is a little selfishness of the courtier, I just hope to borrow the wisdom of those old people, see through the world, and know the hearts of the people." This is also very beneficial for the courtiers to do in the future. ”

Decent answers, not out of line, not outstanding.

Emperor Yuan Jia sighed, laughed without saying a word, and didn't know if he really believed Chen Ying's explanation.

In fact, what Chen Ying drew on that paper was not a cigarette stick, but a modern pipe.

It was Mr. Detective's most cherished possession.

In a five-year-long dream, Chen Ying accepted his guidance, followed his footsteps, and completed his colorful life.

Today, these memories have been deeply engraved into her mind and made her who she is today.

She wanted to remember him in this way.

It's just such a simple wish.

Or, what she wants to commemorate is not just the profound impact that this Mr. Detective has had on her, but the real Chen Ying.

The real Chen Ying, who was hidden in the depths of her soul and was completely forgotten and abandoned in her previous life, she hoped that she could use this pipe to remember it firmly.

"Courtier...... Yearning for the outside world. She opened her mouth suddenly.

The words did not come from the mind, but from the heart.

Sudden, but logical.

It is not so much that she is stating her thoughts, but rather that she is indulging her mind in this brief moment, expressing her thoughts with words.

"The courtiers know that as a courtier, I am afraid it will be difficult to realize the desire to go outside." She continued, letting those emotions guide her lips and tongue, and confided more words: "This cigarette stick was used by an old man when she was a child when she went to play with her mother in the grange. At that time, the courtiers were very curious and wanted to know how the families who farmed the fields every day lived. Those peddlers and pawns, merchants who came from afar, those landscapes and people written in the travelogue...... The courtiers are very curious about all this, and they are also very yearning. ”

She stopped and took a deep breath.

Ambergris incense was smoked in the hall, and a calm and dignified breath poured into her nose with the summer breeze, curbing her divergent thoughts.

She bowed in the direction of Emperor Yuanjia and said quietly: "The courtiers know that this wish is difficult to achieve, so she drew this cigarette stick, which can be regarded as an explanation of her childhood wishes." ”

Emperor Yuan Jia looked at her with some surprise.

Whether a person is speaking the truth or a false word, he will naturally be able to tell the difference. Obviously, what this third girl Chen said at this time came from the bottom of her heart.

This is really rare, a little girl dares to say her heart to the emperor.

No wonder Empress Dowager Xiao said that she "doesn't know how to be afraid".

"I see." Emperor Yuan Jia nodded, his expression unconsciously became gentle, and his voice became more and more gentle: "You kid, you are not very different from others. ”

Somehow, this abrupt and strange candor made him feel good.

He stared at the paper in his hand, a smile added to the corner of his lips, and asked, "Then what do you mean by the word 'detective'?" ”

As he spoke, he put his hand on the paper again.

"Back to Your Majesty, this detective is the meaning of detectives like gods." Chen Ying said, not ashamed of his consciousness, and his attitude was extremely sincere.

"Detective like a god?" The laughter on Emperor Yuan Jiadi's face became more and more unstoppable, and he almost laughed out loud: "The third girl thinks of herself as not low." ”

Chen Ying didn't speak, and gave him a tacit acquiescence.

Mr. Detective, who has been working in a dream for five years, has all the memories of a senior detective, Chen Ying feels that she still deserves the word "detective".