Extra-happy lady (1)

The little emperor of Northern Chu has been on the throne for three years, although he is young, but he has worked hard, for three years, the country and the people are safe, only the officials are boring.

Zhao Wei was looking forward to his parents rescuing him from this boring position, but the pair of unconscionable parents only cared about their own tours, and only came to celebrate with him on his birthday every year.

Being an emperor is really a very hard job, the sun is not rising, the sun has set and still has to rest, a day to do four hours, the evening has to work overtime according to the situation, there are no holidays, finally to the end of the year, and have to wear a heavy full set of clothes to pay tribute to the ancestors.

Speaking of this little emperor, he is full of resentment, worshipping ancestors is really unreasonable, aren't Daning and Northern Chu the same ancestor? It is also known as the authentic sect over there, and the previous ancestors called Daning to sacrifice.

The Emperor and the Emperor on our side, aren't they all alive?

In the New Year, it should be that the children eat a belly of delicacies from the mountains and seas, take a stack of New Year's money when they are confused, and then bring a pocket of whips, and see who is not pleasing to the eye and throw a hanging, which scares him to jump to his feet.

The most tragic thing is that he works so hard that he still has no salary, not to mention the overtime pay year-end bonus, all of which are just food and accommodation.

Emperor, it's really the hardest job in the world.

Zhao Wei was very unhappy, he decided to miss work for a day today, and he would not go to court to die.

Today is the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, just after sacrificing dozens of damned ancestors who have died, Zhao Weilai is in bed, and he has a disease, the name of the disease is pediatric dementia, well, it is somewhat similar to Alzheimer's, forgetful, and people's behavior and language are young.

The old chief estimated that the time was almost up, he coughed, raised his voice a little as usual, and shouted: "The auspicious time has come, and the Holy One gets up and ......."

The words disappeared in his throat, and the old manager craned his neck to look at the dragon bed, the little emperor was buried in the bright yellow dragon quilt, and he didn't move, usually he coughed, and the little emperor would immediately turn over and get up, and he looked at him angrily.

He stepped forward sideways, patted the quilt gently, and called, "Your Majesty? Emperor? ”

Zhao Wei arched twice, proving that he was still alive, and still the whole person was buried in the brocade quilt, and the old manager patiently lifted the corner of the quilt, and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's time for the dynasty." ”

The person inside turned his face tremblingly, but it was the little eunuch Hua Ge'er who was waiting beside Zhao Wei, and he said in a trembling voice: "Emperor, the emperor said that today, today is going to play hide and seek." ”

Gongsun Youbai, as the prime minister of Northern Chu, has gone through three dynasties, and the holy favor has not faded, there are those who are envious, and there are those who are jealous, no one knows how difficult it is for this position that seems to be under one person and above ten thousand people.

First of all, his direct boss, His Majesty the Little Emperor Zhao Wei, belongs to the type of looking for nothing to seek, and there is a strike at two ends in three days, and the strike does not achieve the toss of the ministers in the previous dynasty, and he does everything he can to kidnap and cheat, just to hollow out the family of a cadre.

The little emperor finished pulling the poop, patted his ass and left, this mess still has to be cleaned up by his old bones? Every once in a while, a servant came to cry to him, and the rest of the family's grain was gnawed clean by the little emperor.

Seeing the high-ranking officials who were supposed to be the pillars of the country crying one by one like the little daughter-in-law who had been abused by her mother-in-law, the old prime minister Gongsun felt a sour feeling in his heart.

In the past, it was good to just clean up the mess of the little emperor, but recently the little emperor has grown older, and he has become more and more bastard, and a group of ministers are struggling in the torture of the little emperor, and some people in the court have summed up the experience: begging along the street above the third grade, and borrowing money to survive below the third grade.

Every day, someone came to submit his resignation, snot and tears, hugged his thighs and cried: "Old Prime Minister, this day is really impossible, the wife and children have been sold, and the house at home has been pawned, so there is such an official uniform or paper paste left......"

Pity him for being almost eighty years old, and he has developed scuds comparable to that of a galloping horse, and walks like a fly, just to avoid the ministers who submit their resignations every day, is it easy for him?!

Gongsun Youbai was woken up by freezing, and the old prime minister was not spared from the hands of the little emperor, and the family could still eat three meals a day, and the carbon basin could only burn in the first half of the night.

His two skinny old hands rubbed each other, and then rubbed their ears, and the old wife on the side was already alarmed by his movements, and muttered half-asleep: "Master, are you going to the court again?" Don't make a blank slip today. ”

Gongsun smiled bitterly again, don't blame the old wife for being embarrassed, in the past two years, the little worth of the family has been scraped away by the little emperor, the little emperor sympathizes with him, so he asked him to play a white strip and settle it together at the end of the year.

He began to disagree, the emperor is young, just playful, who knows that at the end of the year, someone in the palace really came to collect money, Gongsun Youbai's old face can't hang up, the New Year's Eve, you can't let the family drink the northwest wind, right?

The eldest grandson has been a well-behaved and sensible person since he was a child, and he reads well, but he was frightened by his grandfather's tragic situation and abandoned business, relying on the money he made from setting up a wonton stall to deal with the debt collection in the palace.

At the beginning of the new year, the old prime minister Gongsun made up his mind that he would return to his hometown no matter what, so he asked the little emperor to go to it, in case he really ruined the country of Northern Chu, his extremely smart father, his wise and wise grandfather, would he stand by and watch?

He coughed, got up, grabbed the cotton robe on the hanger with trembling hands and slowly put it on, and tucked the corners of the quilt for his old wife before putting on the cotton robe well.

The old family at the door had already carried a lantern and was waiting for him, and both the master and servant were drooping, one after the other, under the dim light, barely looking at the road, and walking towards the palace with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Fortunately, his mansion is on the edge of the imperial city, otherwise the prime minister, who can't afford to keep a carriage, is afraid that he will not be able to stay in the palace.

Arrived at Nanding Gate, the soldiers guarding the door checked the waist card, let Gongsun enter the palace, Gongsun walked along the white jade road for a while, a burst of itching in his throat, he couldn't hold back for a long time, coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm, frightened his old face pale, stepped on it, was about to destroy the corpse, a palace lamp floated in the distance, and the voice of the chief manager sounded: "The front is Gongsun Lord?" ”

Gongsun replied in fear, and carefully moved his feet on the ground slowly, but the soles of his feet never dared to leave the ground.

Brother Nian approached, saluted Prime Minister Gongsun, looked left and right, leaned over and whispered, "The emperor is gone." ”

Prime Minister Gongsun was stunned and asked, "Do you want five hundred taels of silver or one hundred taels of gold to go to court this time?" ”

Brother Nian smiled bitterly and said, "No, the emperor said that he wants to play hide and seek." ”

Hide-and-seek......

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