However, the virtue of Fengjun lies in the virtuous, not in the favor of the emperor. Pei Yuxue didn't answer, pretending not to have such a thing, but the roots of her ears were already red. He immediately picked up Fengjun's virtue and said to her, "Your Excellency has been waiting for a long time, so go and see them." ”

As he spoke, he raised his finger and silently wrote the word "yes" on her hand.

Xue Yuxiao's palm was slightly itchy by him, and she couldn't even distinguish the traces of the glyph immediately, but she knew it well, and she only read two strokes to understand, and her heart was even more affectionate: "Go to the side hall and wait for me, when I am done, I will accompany you back to ask carefully, and let the people from the Imperial Medical Department come over." ”

Pei Yuxue replied: "Everyone may not be able to match the Seventh Prince." Then he went up the stairs with her, said goodbye from the verandah, and went into the side hall to rest.

Xue Yuxiao was reluctant to let go of his hand, watching his back walk into the side hall, and even the vermilion threshold on the door of the hall felt that it was an eyesore. She touched her chin and pondered for a while, and said in her heart that such a high threshold is cultivated in this palace, if someone trips, won't her body hurt? It's better to let people unload and change.

The "who" here specifically refers to her family Pei Lang.

The land of wealthy and aristocratic families has always had a high threshold, and there is a saying about gathering wealth. Xue Yuxiao's thinking is different from that of the ancients, and she doesn't care about the high and low, she only cares about not falling her husband.

Pei Yuxue left for a while, and she couldn't even see the attendants who followed, so Xue Yuxiao came back to her senses and returned to the Qinzheng Palace.

When she returned to the Qinzheng Palace, the discussion of the secretaries had not yet been decided, and everyone was noisy and spitting. Half of the Fengge officials are wealthy dignitaries, and half of them are talented people who are highly used, and they do not give in to each other, and because of the differences in factions, relatives, and lintels, they are clearly distinguished, even if there is no opposing opinion, they have to think of one to oppose it, not to mention that there are indeed differences of opinion now.

The crowd was so noisy that they didn't even notice that His Majesty had returned. The voice of the briefing drowned out the focused debate of the ministers. Xue Yuxiao sat and listened for a long time, only then someone suddenly noticed and poked at the side of the table: "Your Majesty is back!" ”

One of them found out, and the crowd soon followed. Suddenly, the palace was silent, and it became extremely secluded and quiet, and everyone quietly raised their eyes to look at His Majesty.

Xue Yuxiao suddenly had a strange feeling that the head teacher walked to the back window of the class to watch, and then the whole class was quiet in an instant.

After a short while, everyone in the Feng Pavilion noticed that His Majesty had a smile on his lips, and his expression was gentle, which was much better than before she went out-the ministers of the Shi clan were suddenly shocked, and they stepped forward to show the pros and cons, and they hated the fact that the daughters of the people of Baiding could also read and write.

Xue Yuxiao just listened, but didn't speak. The other party's mouth was like a river, gushing endlessly, and at this moment, the palace attendant suddenly reported: "Your Majesty, Lord Zhang Yejun Zhang has just returned according to the order of Juntian of Zhao Jun to supervise Zhao Juntian, and he is asking to see him outside the palace." ”

Xue Yuxiao immediately sat upright and took his hand off the imperial case: "Please let her in." ”

The officials of the Shi clan fell silent suddenly. Behind her, Zhang Yejun walked quickly.

After recovering from her injuries, she went out of Beijing again to supervise the local government. Since Zhao County is the old land that has been reincorporated into the territory, and the local clan is the Li family of the Central Dynasty and the Central People's Republic of China, Xue Yuxiao was worried that if she handed over this matter to Li Qingchou, she would be criticized by favoritism, so she entrusted Zhang Yejun to handle it.

Mr. Zhang is impartial. She was reused before only a grass house to live, the house is surrounded by four walls, the most valuable thing is a box of books at home and ten thousand poles and bamboos behind the house, she was reused by the Ming Lord, promoted to this, as a place to inspect the Qin, this period of time is still two sleeves of the breeze, the family has no surplus wealth, it can be seen that its body is upright.

Zhang Yejun's footsteps approached, making the scholar girl subconsciously avoid. The cold dust on Zhang Yejun's body overshadowed the incense on the sleeves of the scholars, she approached in front of Xue Yuxiao, knelt down in her robe, bowed down, and said: "I have never insulted Your Majesty's trust, in addition to the land registered on the side that clearly belongs to the big clan, the many fields abandoned by Zhao County due to the war, I have allocated them to the people of Zhao County in accordance with the order of Juntian, and ordered the county to keep a record of it, and the ministers will collect it for inspection, visit the people, and check that there is no disobedience." ”

She raised her hand, and the attendant beside her leaned over her head, holding the book high above her head. The palace attendant went down the steps to take the paperwork, because the records inside were too detailed and careful, and they were too heavy, and the palace attendant almost didn't pick them up.

The palace attendant steadied his hand, picked up the book and handed it to Xue Yuxiao's case, occupying a large area in the corner of her case.

Xue Yuxiao glanced over and saw thick official documents stacked on top of each other. She reached out and touched the thickness, the corners of her lips twitched, and she felt that she suddenly didn't want to see Zhang Yejun so much.

Zhang Yejun didn't know what the Lord was thinking, she still opened her mouth to report, and after finishing her business, she turned her head and glanced at the hall, and said abruptly: "Although the minister is far away in Zhao County, he has heard that His Majesty has the best and wisest act of educating the people, since this thought, why not implement it?" ”

Xue Yuxiao replied: "The national strength is not abundant, don't dare to move." ”

Zhang Yejun said: "Your Majesty is worried. Our dynasty has recovered the homeland of the four counties, all of which are fertile and abundant, and the first crop of grain in the southern counties has been harvested, and at the end of July, the counties will report the amount to Your Majesty. In another six months, by the end of autumn, the harvest will be ready to be calculated. ”

Xue Yuxiao asked, "In Qing's opinion?" ”

Zhang Yejun said: "Your Majesty's thin tax is light, if the autumn grain is taxed, there are 20,000 stones in a county, which is enough for the military government to conquer and fight thieves." This law should be implemented immediately in Jingzhao, and it should be taken from the people and used by the people, and the cost should not be enough in case of emergency. ”

Xue Yuxiao nodded.

Seeing her say this, the girl behind Zhang Yejun looked at her, then at Xue Yuxiao, panicked for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty has just ascended the throne, and he has not yet stabilized, and he has no heirs, how can he immediately implement the law of turmoil?" Minister......"

These words hit Xue Yuxiao's nerves. In the past, in the face of this kind of statement that "the foundation is not stable and there is no heir", she just lowered her eyes lightly and said nothing, quietly flipped through the folds, and regarded it as a breeze passing through her ears.

Today is different, she suddenly raised her eyes and stared at the official who spoke, and she looked down her spine with a chill, and she was terrified, and then said slowly: "There is a happy event that has not been told to the ministers." ”

The other party swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and heard Xue Yuxiao say with a smile: "Feng Jun already has a dragon descendant, well, this is about to have a child." No hurry, no hurry. ”

Everyone: "......"

Is this the point? Your Majesty!

Hairpin Fallen's Legacy (4)

Chapter 92

In August of the first year of Taishi, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the unbearable heat gradually dissipates.

When the cold wind blew into the curtain in autumn, the servant immediately got up and untied the tie and put down the embroidered curtain.

Xue Yuxiao had just dispersed, she ordered someone to put the unprocessed official documents into the inner room, did not change clothes, first glanced at Pei Yuxue's figure, turned her head and asked Huanjian: "Can't you eat today?" How many times did you vomit? ”

Huan Jian replied: "The son is seriously happy, he doesn't think about eating, he can't eat anything, and he spit out the fetal pills before he rinses his mouth and rests." ”

Xue Yuxiao's eyebrows frowned slightly, and it was rare for this gentle and calm face to have such a helpless, almost dazed and melancholy look. Her eyes stopped at the square inch in front of her, washed her hands in the copper basin step by step, wiped it with a cloth towel, turned around and opened the embroidery curtain and walked to Pei Yuxue's side, and sat on the couch with him.

This is a wide Luohan couch, with slightly low corners and paintings on three sides. Pei Yuxue wore an elegant and light silk shirt to take a nap on it, covering her face with a thin black gauze fan, revealing a little tired and lazy look from under the hazy fan veil.

Xue Yuxiao's movements involuntarily lightened, and she raised her hand through the thin fan, slowly tracing his eyebrows and lips. Pei Yuxue was brushed by this fine itch on her cheeks, but because her breath was reassuring and familiar, although she had always been keen and sensitive, she didn't wake up at the moment, but just vaguely and softly pasted like the water of three springs.

The yarn fan falls to one side. His cheek pressed against Xue Yuxiao's palm. She lowered her head and looked at the pale cyan color under Pei Yuxue's eyes that was difficult to rest, her heart suddenly tightened, and she withdrew her hand and stopped arguing with him.

She withdrew her hand like this, and Pei Yuxue woke up in shock. It's like sleeping on a snowy day between the fires and velvet blankets, the warmth of the fire enveloping his body, but he suddenly leaves as he gradually immerses.

Pei Yuxue felt a little aggrieved: "...... The wife of the master. ”

I haven't slept enough, and I still have a temperament, and my voice is hoarse.

His usual voice is clearer and cleaner, revealing an air of alienation. Now this voice sounds a little spoiled and indictmentary.

Xue Yuxiao immediately felt guilty and said distressedly: "You sleep, I won't touch you." I'll sit next to you and watch the folds. ”

Is this what Pei Yuxue means? He silently stared at Xue Yuxiao and brought the folds over, set up a small case from the couch, and did not burn incense or call for tea, just sat quietly next to him and watched.

The servant is different from Xue Yuxiao's imperial attendant, it is related to the government, and these ladies in the harem dare not come forward, for fear of being suspected of interfering in politics and being reprimanded. For a while, no one came up to polish the ink, Xue Yuxiao hesitated for a moment, and then rolled up his sleeves and picked up the treasure ink.

One hand held the ingot one step ahead of her.

Pei Yuxue got up from the couch sleepily, disheveled, half of her long hair was tied up in a hosta, and the rest of her hair fell lazily along his figure. Such a posture is really contrary to the "virtuous and respectful" of being Fengjun - but he threw those reserved and upright postures behind, and in front of Xue Yuxiao, he didn't have to be just a virtuous person.

Pei Lang's elegant sleeve was stained with a little dark blue on the edge of the inkstone.

Xue Yuxiao glanced at his sleeve and slowly withdrew his hand: "Do you have an appetite to eat?" ”

Pei Yuxue shook her head.

Xue Yuxiao asked again: "Rest for a while, I don't see you haven't slept enough." ”

Pei Yuxue still shook her head.

He grinded the ink ingot into moist new ink and gently pushed the inkstone. Xue Yuxiao understood what the other party was thinking, and helplessly dipped the pen in the ink, so that the tip of the millimeter could absorb the juice.

It was autumn, and the grain harvest and tax payments in each county were presented, which was a busy time. Jingzhong is fighting to promote the weaving king, salvage crabs, and there are banquets everywhere.

When Xue Yuxiao was reviewing the official documents, the sound of ink grinding in Pei Yuxue's hand gradually subsided, he raised his hand against his chin, and stared silently at his wife's focused eyebrows. Her ink eyebrows and eyelashes trembled slightly with the turning of the pages, and the dragon and phoenix golden hairpins regulated by the emperor sounded softly on her sideburns, the tassels swayed, and the hairpin ornaments fluttered, like autumn leaves.

She was covered with a deep incense.

Dongqi also has a lot of research on women's hairpin ornaments, and unlike their sons, noble girls wear gold hairpin jade ornaments in order to show their noble status and strong strength. Therefore, the golden hairpin, tassels, Huasheng and other things are exquisitely made and brilliant, showing their Xuanhe authority.

Pei Yuxue stared at the tassels in her hair for a long time.

His posture was not strict, and the frost-colored fine silk shirt hung down in Xue Yuxiao's arms, looking at it, the sluggish sleepiness hit again. After a while, Xue Yuxiao was pulling out a book, and her shoulders suddenly sank, and Pei Yuxue slowly leaned on her.

"Good Lang Jun." She whispered, "Let's sleep for a while." ”

Pei Yuxue's hand swam over, slowly, like a little snake about to hibernate: "Don't move away, I'm going to sleep with you." ”

Xue Yuxiao's thoughts froze: "...... Tray...... What? ”

The nib ink almost stained the paperwork.

She removed her hand, steadied, and looked at the text again. But for a while, I didn't even understand what these words consisted of.

Pei Yuxue slid down and poured into her arms. He just crouched in the gap between the table and hers, and pillowed on his wife's lap. This cold and handsome face lined the golden double dragon on the hem of her skirt, and the green silk slid down on her lower skirt.

Xue Yuxiao's hand hung in the air for a long time, and when he saw him sleeping in his arms, he fell asleep all of a sudden, and inexplicably felt like he was passing by and was caught by a kitten - he threw himself into her arms and grabbed his clothes and didn't leave.

…… But this feels ...... It's a lot of fun.

Xue Yuxiao touched his heart, pressed his joy, and continued to read with a smile on his lips.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's dusk. Before the palace gate was locked, suddenly a regular attendant came in from outside, and first asked the attendant of Taiji Palace: "Your Majesty is here?" The servant replied: "Go back to your lordship, including Fengjun." ”

The former attendant was a woman with an official rank, and when she heard this, she didn't dare to enter, so she immediately knelt outside the curtain in her robe and said, "Your Majesty." Lord Jie of the West Cao Peng, King Jie, and Lord Cui, the envoy of the Fengge Household Department, please see Your Majesty. ”

Cui Fan, the envoy of the household department, is the mother of the Cui family in Boling, and is also the head of the Cui family, and the current head of the family. She is also the eldest sister of Lantai's servant Cui Zhengyue, and the biological mother of Cui Mingzhu and Cui Jinzhang. Since the death of Prime Minister Wang Cheng, Wang Jie, Cui Fan and others have taken the lead to make the affairs of the household department stable as usual.

Xue Yuxiao didn't look up, and asked, "Is it something important?" ”

Chang Shi replied: "The two adults came to report the accounts after the agricultural tax inventory in various places, as well as the matter of the grain in Taiyuan. ”

Xue Yuxiao put down his pen at this time: "Big event, please come in." ”

The attendant hesitated and did not move: "The harem accompanies the driver, and the courtiers are afraid of offending, so it is better to ......"

Pei Lang rarely had a good sleep, and Xue Yuxiao didn't want to wake him up, so he only said, "It's okay." When they come in, let them be softer, don't have to say goodbye, sit down and whisper. ”

Chang Shi was stunned for a moment, and then took the order and left.

A moment later, Wang Jie and Cui Fan entered. The two of them had obviously been instructed by the attendant, and although they were confused, they still walked cautiously and softly according to their words. Enter the curtain and bow down.

Xue Yuxiao was exempt from courtesy in advance, and the two did not speak, and when they raised their heads, they suddenly saw a man with long hair and a slight mess on Xue Yuxiao's lap. This Langjun was extremely young and thin, like a cold plum perched on the branches, leaning on and hugging her tightly, and his cheek was buried on His Majesty's side, so he never saw her.

The two old ministers were shocked in their hearts, although they were over forty years old, they were a few years younger than Xue Sikong, and they still immediately withdrew their eyes, lest they be disrespectful. Their minds were spinning for a while, and they were all so bad that they couldn't figure out who it was - Fengjun Chitose? Today's Fengjun is known for his virtue!

How could Xianjun be so indulgent? His Majesty is actually spoiled here.

The two of them didn't dare to believe it, and they were so frightened that they almost forgot about business, but Xue Yuxiao beckoned, pressed his lips to signal quieter, and sat closer.

This behavior is a bit out of the rules, but Xue Yuxiao is eager to seek talent, treats his ministers with sincerity, and never gets angry easily, Wang Jie did not hesitate too much, sat closer, and said without squinting: "Your Majesty." ”

Cui Fan saw her like this, and also approached.

"After the prime minister left, Xi Cao Peng saw that he was old." Xue Yuxiao sighed lightly.

Wang Jie was slightly stunned when she heard this, bowed her hand, lowered her eyes to endure the sadness, and said: "Your Majesty is worried about my sister, I am worried about Heng'er, and my minister is at peace in my heart." Before my sister died, she was afraid that I would not be able to persuade the elders of the clan, because I was trapped in the clan and could not take care of the children in the family...... Fortunately, His Majesty is here. ”

Not only Xue Yuxiao is here, although Wang Lang has entered the Taoist temple and is a monk, Xue Sikong is close to taking care of him, and the current emperor is his sister, although he is Langjun, he has smoothly taken over his mother's family business.

Wang Lang was too weak to work for a long time, but he was able to be strong and know how to make good use of others. Xue Sikong sent a few strategists to help him, which was also quite effective.

Xue Yuxiao bowed her head lightly and asked her: "The two of you are facing the government, I don't know if you are happy or worried?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a smile appeared on Cui Fan's face. Wang Jie also swept away the melancholy, her face was happy, and she replied: "Your Majesty is very happy." In the past, there was a land inspection, but now there is a land to benefit the people, water irrigation, selection and breeding of improved seeds, and promotion of agricultural tools......"

When she said the happy event, her voice couldn't help but be a little higher. Xue Yuxiao immediately raised his hand to stop, frowning and shaking his head at her.