Chapter Seventy-Three: Thanksgiving to the King

"The second prince Huang Fuchen, duan gong, benevolence and filial piety, Wen Xiu Wude, many years of guarding the southern Xinjiang, loyal and brave, to protect one side of the peace and health, the merit in the Li Min Sheji, I am very comforted, especially Shuntian responded, Feng Chen Wang, gave gold seal jade, rewarded gold thousand taels, brocade 100 horses...... Chin this! ”

In the main hall, the three people led by Huang Fuchen knelt down and listened to the announcement of the decree read by the father-in-law. Liu Xia and Feige knelt behind Huangfu Chen, their hearts were excited, and the sharp and piercing voice of their father-in-law was comparable to the sound of heaven to them at this time.

His Royal Highness has been bitter and lonely for so many years, and finally became a king!

This time, it was the father-in-law of the old emperor Huang Fuhao who came to announce the decree - Jiang Hezhen. Jiang He is really an old man in the palace, serving the king for many years, deeply relied on by Huang Fu Hao, after reading the holy decree, he smiled down the steps and stepped forward, signaled the accompanying little eunuch to present the golden seal of the king's jade decree with both hands, bowed to the emperor Fu Chen and said: "Congratulations to King Chen, congratulations to King Chen!" ”

"Father-in-law Jiang has worked hard." Huangfu Chen's face remained unchanged, he raised his arm to support his arm slightly, returned the salute, and motioned for Feige to take the golden seal treasure book.

"King Chen, don't make fun of the old slave, it's too late for the old slave to be happy for His Royal Highness, where will he feel hard." Jiang Hezhen waved his hand again and again, and said with a smile, "Your Highness can have today, and the old slave is also very happy for the emperor in his heart!" ”

"I still want to thank Gonggong Jiang for his help back then."

"The emperor's heirs are thin, His Royal Highness was young back then, the old slave is just a slight punishment for some slaves who are not long-sighted, don't forget your duty, for the sake of the emperor is the old slave's business, what is there to thank or not. His Royal Highness is now thanking him like this, and the old slave is uncomfortable. ”

Huangfu Chen watched Jiang Hezhen open his mouth as an emperor and shut up as an emperor, and he didn't take the things of the year at all, so he didn't say any more, only turned his head slightly to look at Liuxia and shouted: "Liuxia!" ”

Hearing this, Liu Xia hurriedly stepped forward and handed the heavy purse that had been prepared a long time ago to Jiang Hezhen's hand.

Jiang Hezhen put a symbolic excuse into his sleeve, and reminded Huang Fuchen to go to the imperial study to meet St. Xie in person, and then led the little eunuch away happily.

As soon as Gonggong Jiang left, Liu Xia came over, rubbed his hands and asked with a smile: "Your Highness, how are you going to spend the golden thousand taels?" Do you want Liuxia to help you ......?"

Feige stood aside, glared at Liuxia fiercely like an idiot, sneered, and said lightly: "Look at your frivolous appearance, just change your name and don't call Liuxia." ”

"What's that called?"

"Indecent!"

When Liu Xia heard this, he instantly lowered his face, pointed at Feige and said angrily: "Okay, you Feige, I originally wanted to ask His Highness for some reward money, so that I could share half of you, since you say that about me, it's no fun!" Break up! ”

"Thank you! Spend it casually! After Huang Fuchen finished speaking, he turned around and stepped out of the main hall, and strode in the direction of the imperial study.

Liu Xia was stunned in place, looking at the back of Huangfu Chen's departure, stretched out his arm stiffly, pulled Feige's sleeve, and swallowed: "Fei...... Feige, Your Highness said to reward you...... Got us? ”

Feige glanced at Liuxia with disgust, walked towards the outside of the hall, and only heard his hard voice from the front: "Broken up!" ”

Liuxia: "......"

Looking at the empty hall in the blink of an eye, he was the only one left, he looked left and right, saw that there was no one, and pinched his thigh hard, and he grinned in pain.

"Hahaha......" He looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, he made a fortune! It's not a dream, what His Highness said is true, a thousand taels of gold let him spend it casually!

His crazy appearance happened to be seen by a rough palace maid who walked into the hall, and the palace maid was so frightened that her body trembled, and the copper basin in her hand was directly knocked over to the ground, and the water was spilled everywhere.

Liuxia's laughter stopped abruptly at this time, and his breath was all blocked in his throat, unable to go up and down, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

He was embarrassed and wanted to dig a pit in the ground to bury himself, and said sorry to the stupid little palace maid a few times, limping and covering his aching thighs, and his posture was a little distorted and stepped out of the threshold of the main hall and walked away.

Outside the Imperial Study.

When the guards at the door saw Huangfu Chen, they bowed to him one by one, with a respectful attitude, saying that the emperor had already explained, and King Chen didn't need to pass it on when he came, just meet him directly.

Huangfu Chen stood in place, stabilized his mind, suppressed the sourness in his heart, and then walked in. Bypassing the eight-fold hollow relief mahogany screen, facing the bright yellow figure sitting in front of the desk to review the folds, he bowed down on his knees and bowed, and said loudly: "The son of the emperor to meet his father!" ”

"Get up."

A faint voice came from the front, making Huang Fuchen couldn't help but stagnate in his heart, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he couldn't help but close his star-like black eyes, and pretended to be calm Xie En, got up and stood aside.

After a long time, the bright yellow figure in front of the case was immersed in official business, and did not raise his head to look at Huangfu Chen, as if he had long forgotten his existence.

Huang Fuchen's face did not move, he still stood in place, his body was straight, his eyes were silent, and his thick black eyelashes covered the pain in his eyes.

Father is still the same as before, and he doesn't even want to look at himself. In that case, why do you want to crown yourself king? And why did you call yourself back to Beijing? If he had a choice, he would rather be born in an ordinary family than in this unwarm imperial family.

After about two pillars of incense, Gonggong Jiang, who was standing beside Huang Fuhao and serving, stepped forward with tea, bowed down and reminded with a smile: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid you can't finish this official document today, drink a cup of tea and take a break." ”

When Huang Fuhao heard this, he put down the fold, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, took the tea cup handed by Gonggong Jiang, took a shallow sip, and put it down.

At the end of his eyes, he glanced at Huangfu Chen, who was still standing silently, and sighed silently in his heart, before slowly spitting out two words: "Chen'er." ”

"Erchen is here!"

"Now that you are the king of Chen, you can no longer be as ignorant and reckless as before."

"The sons and daughters obey the teachings of their father, thank their father and Emperor Longen!"

Listening to Huang Fuchen's distant answer, looking at his silent face, slightly drooping eyes, and pursed lips, the former Emperor of Beicang let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart, and a trace of heavy love appeared in his seemingly majestic eyes.

He stared at him carefully for a long time, then lowered his head and supported his forehead with one hand, waved his hand and said, "I'm tired today, you can retreat first." ”

"Son's resignation!"

After Huang Fuchen withdrew from the imperial study, Huang Fuhao suddenly felt exhausted, a little powerless, and looked down at the reversed folds on the bookcase, the cold and ruthless disguise seemed to be torn out of a crack, revealing the deepest buried true face.

Gonggong Jiang, who was beside him, secretly glanced at Huang Fuhao's tired and tired face, bowed forward, and whispered: "Since the emperor is reluctant, why didn't he take the opportunity to chat with King Chen just now, and deliberately snubbed him?" ”