Chapter Twelve: Serving the Sick? Audio Streamers!

On the spring day of this year, I don't know what kind of crooked wind blew, first the eldest princess fell ill, then Qi Cainu was infected, and then, even His Majesty the Emperor was sick.

Previously, Yue Wangshu could still eat melons and watch the show, but now it's okay, she doesn't want to watch from the sidelines! Because, as a concubine, she has to serve the emperor!!

That's right, our virtuous queen mother has ranked the concubines, Concubine Rong is pregnant, and Concubine Xiang has to take care of the eldest princess who is recovering from a serious illness, so she is not among the sick. On the first day, it was the queen and Lan Guifei who served the sick, on the second day it was Fang Jieyu and Chen Cairen, and on the third day, it was Yue Wangshu and Qi Cainu!

As for why Qi Cainu is also among the sick, well, because Qi Cainu is cured. - In the end, he is young, and he is getting better so quickly.

Yue Wangshu had to hope that His Majesty the Emperor would use some in his body bones, and it would be best to heal the old lady within two days!!

Because, she doesn't want to serve the sick number!

They are not my biological parents!

Well, but His Majesty the Emperor seems to be her food and clothing parents.

That being said, colds are easily contagious! Qi Cainu was infected by the eldest princess! However, His Majesty the Emperor was visiting the eldest princess, and it took a few days before he fell ill, so the pot of the emperor's illness could not be thrown on her daughter's head.

It is about the reason that the spring has been warm and cold recently, and there was a sudden thunderstorm the day before yesterday, and it is indeed easy to catch a cold when the season changes.

Ami Tofu, hurry up and heal!

Don't let the old lady serve you!

However, Yue Wangshu's prayers did not work.

Le'an Palace is one of the most remote palaces in the East Sixth Palace, and it takes at least three quarters of an hour to walk to Yanqing Hall on foot! What are you doing in the palace?!

Because he had to serve the sick, Yue Wangshu was dug out of the bed by Xiao Furong at five o'clock in the morning!

I didn't even get up so early to say hello to the queen!

The clothes of the ancients were cumbersome, combing their hair buns was even more time-consuming and laborious, plus they had to have breakfast, how could it take an hour, plus the commuting time, when Yue Wangshu arrived at Yanqing Palace, it was almost seven o'clock.

Zhang Ji, the chief eunuch of Yan Qing Palace, came up, "Yo, Lady Yue, you can be regarded as here!" ”

The chief steward didn't seem to be very happy.

Yue Wangshu: I'm not late, am I?

Zhang Ji said quietly: "Qi Cainu came half an hour early, and this time she is waiting for the saint to have breakfast." ”

Yue Wangshu's eyes were about to pop out, this Qi Cai girl is the king of volumes, right?! Coming an hour early? Qi Cainu's commute is not shorter than hers, that is, Qi Cainu gets up at four o'clock!

I'm convex! It's going to kill me!

Zhang Ji looked at Lady Yue's disgraced face, and seemed to be very sad, so he shook off the dust, and his tone was three points kind: "Okay, please come in." ”

Yue Wangshu had no choice but to follow Eunuch Zhang into the palace, and went straight into the inner bedroom of His Majesty the Emperor, she lowered her eyebrows and was pleasing to her eyes, and she didn't even take a good look at this most majestic and prosperous dormitory.

"The concubine is late, and she asks the emperor to surrender." Without raising his head, Yue Wangshu bent his knees deeply and pleaded guilty.

Then it sounded Qi Cainu's voice: "Sister is not late, I got up a little earlier today." ”

Wake up at four o'clock, isn't this called "slightly" early? Yue Wangshu silently spit out, in order to compete for favor, this eldest sister really worked hard!

"Qi Cainu is diligent, but I am slacking." Yue Wangshu buried his head deeply, and had to become more and more humble.

At this time, the sick number crooked on the Luohan couch finally spoke: "That's it, let's be exempt." ”

The voice was a little hoarse, but he didn't hear the anger, Yue Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up, and looked up to take a sneak look.

Just this glance, I can't help but be a little surprised, the sickbed is a young man wearing a purple and blue round-necked robe, not fat, not ugly, he has a high nose bridge, elegant facial features, and a very noble demeanor, but his face is a little pale and thin, and he looks sick and crooked, and he looks weak.

This appearance is much better than she imagined.

Yan Zheng also casually glanced at Yue's family, who was said to have a "childish character", and couldn't help but be a little surprised, this body and face were not immature, and his appearance was quite pleasing to the eye, and in terms of complexion alone, it was even slightly better than Qi's.

"How old are you?" Yan Zheng couldn't help but ask.

Yue Wangshu said obediently: "Back to the emperor, the concubine is seventeen." ”

Yan Zheng thought to himself, only one year younger than Qi's.

At this time, the Qi Cai girl on the side scooped a bowl of stewed wild chicken with lion's mane mushrooms, offered it with both hands, and said tenderly: "The emperor should go in more." ”

Yan Zheng took the bowl of chicken soup, and looked at the pintip-sized oiliness floating on it, and couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach, so he put it down and said, "Withdraw it." ”

Qi Cainu bit her lip, her face was full of concern and worry: "The emperor only ate half a bowl of red rice porridge this morning, and a few mouthfuls of vegetarian vegetables, for the sake of the dragon's health, please ask the emperor to go a little more." ”

Yue Wangshu: ...... She finally understood who Celestia Celestia's picky eater was attractable!

Yan Zheng looked at the table full of delicacies and seafood, and couldn't help frowning, "I have no appetite!" ”

Yue Wangshu slandered: The mouth is really tricky!

But then again, the emperor's breakfast is still an extraordinary luxury! The huge table of eight immortals is full, and there are at least twenty dishes by sight! She eats a small wonton stuffed with pork and celery in the morning, with a refreshing side dish and porridge, and she feels very rich! It's really more human than human, envy the dead!

Zhang Ji, the chief manager on the side, was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and hurriedly said: "Or, the slave maid will go and order the imperial dining room to let them cook a few exquisite and nourishing meals?" ”

Yan Zheng was a little impatient: "Okay, let's withdraw all the food and bring it to me!" Although they are all words of concern, they are really annoying to hear too much.

Seeing that the emperor was displeased, Qi Cainu and Zhang Ji didn't dare to rap.

In the blink of an eye, the delicacies of the mountains and seas were removed, and a bunch of twists and turns were moved in.

Zhang Ji reminded in a low voice: "Don't work too hard. ”

Emperor Yan Zheng looked at the music of Rushan, leaned back slightly, he rubbed his eyebrows, said "I know", and said to Qi Cainu: "You come to read it to me." ”

Qi Cainu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly bent her knees: "Concubines don't dare to interfere in politics." ”

Yan Zheng smiled lightly: "It's just reading the music, where is it considered to be in politics?" ”

The chief manager Zhang Ji had already taken a copy and presented it to Qi Cainu, and said: "The day before yesterday, the queen mother and Concubine Lan were waiting on the side, and they took turns to read a lot of twists and turns. ”

Hearing this, Qi Cainu took over the song with peace of mind-Ran Goose, she was relieved too early.

The music unfolded, and Qi Cainu looked at it and was directly dumbfounded.

Emperor Yan Zheng saw that the Qi clan had not spoken for a long time, and couldn't help but show a puzzled look: "What's wrong?" Is there anything wrong with the song? ”

Qi Cainu was like a duck being driven to the shelf, so she had to say, "No." ”

Yan Zheng closed his eyes and said, "Then read it." ”

Qi Cainu had no choice but to say "yes" to the scalp, and then said: "Dr. Zeng Cong, the chief eunuch of Chenqin, is ...... For ......"

After reading a sentence, this Qi Cai girl stumbled, completely "for" for no reason, which made Emperor Yan Zheng couldn't help but show a different color.

And Yue Wangshu was standing next to her, she glanced at it, and hurriedly reminded in her ear: "Qiling." ”

Qi Cainu was stunned for a moment, what tomb??

For a while, Yue Wangshu couldn't wait to cover his face, Qiling, that is, the meaning of the tomb, this should be Qin Tianjian to the emperor's majesty to repair the mausoleum. This "茔" is already a bit obscure, and it is a traditional Chinese character - 塋, if you don't read much, you may not recognize it.

Qi Cainu suddenly came back to her senses, although she still didn't understand what it meant, but she at least heard it clearly, and hurriedly continued to read: "Playing for the Yongchang Emperor of the Lingling Wanshi Yongchang Emperor is sincere and fearful of the first Gu Dun, and the performance is heard: ministers, ministers ......"

Well, he began to stumble again, and Yue Wangshu on the side couldn't bear to look at it directly. Then he met Qi Cainu's inquiring gaze.

Yue Wangshu hurriedly glanced at it, and then couldn't help but be stunned, because the next word is the word "dust", but the traditional Chinese is like this - "dust". This is not an obscure word.

Yue Wangshu was suspicious again, this Qi Cai girl...... Something is wrong.

Emperor Yan Zheng waved his hand: "Yue, you come to read." ”

Qi Cainu's face was swollen and red, and she hurriedly handed the song to Yue Wangshu.

Yue Wangshu had no choice but to respond with a "yes", and then took over the recital, and read it unhurriedly: "The dust of the ministers is a slight grass and a cheap stream, depending on the wind of Yao Shun, singing the virtues of Tang Yu, eavesdropping and looking up and looking down-" This Zeng Cong, there are so many sycophants!

However, this kind of sycophant is undoubtedly very pleasant to the ear, coupled with Yue Wangshu's clear and comfortable voice and low tone, compared to Qi Cainu, it is simply heaven and earth.

Emperor Yan Zheng closed his eyes again and listened carefully.

"The ministers are respectful of Zhao Jue, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and others are ordered, and the holy family of Hemeng summons the cemetery-" Well, it's finally getting to the point, Yue Wangshu complained.

"The ministers are ashamed of their talents, and they are ashamed of their skills, and they follow the Wuyi Marquis Wang Tong and others to supervise the mausoleum, and dare not to put on their livers and drain their guts...... "Come on, it's nonsense again!"

“…… The Emperor of the veins was born, the heavenly market was degraded, the greedy wolf and the fire and wood were the sect, the dragon leaped and soared, and the heavenly pillar ......" feels like describing the immortal mansion, which is too exaggerated! Yue Wangshu complained.

"The ministers respect the drawing and dedication, the beggar royal drive is here, the high Zhang Shengjian, the Guangmai imperial style, the jade candle is clear, and the three times and forever; The golden talisman is vast, eternal to last, boundless, and the whole world is celebrated. I would like to express my opinion. ”

Yue Wangshu secretly let out a long breath, and chose the address of the grave, what can be said in three sentences, it has to be hundreds of words! Show off your writing is good or what?! Look at what you can do!

However, Emperor Yan Zheng bowed slightly, very satisfied, he opened his eyes, picked up the lake pen on the side, and dipped it in red ink.

Seeing this, Yue Wangshu hurriedly put the song on the small kang table in front of His Majesty the Emperor, and saw that the emperor wrote a vermilion "quasi" with a pen.

This sense of déjà vu is like you racking your brains and meditating hard to write an 800-word essay, and the Chinese teacher only leaves out a "read".

Then the Emperor put down the brush, closed his eyes again, and commanded, "Go on!" ”

Then Mr. Zhang handed over a book of folds, and the content of this book is longer and more verbose!!

What's the old lady here to serve the sick? It's clear that I'm here to be an audio anchor!!

You know, the text of this era is not only traditional, but also vertical, and more importantly, there are punctuation marks! If she hadn't inherited the memory of the original owner and digested the knowledge of the original owner, even if she was good at literary and Chinese, I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to do this job!!