8

The hall is full of warm incense, and the chips are staggered.

Zhu Qingchen and the old scholars have exactly the same taste, and they both love to eat sweet and sour dishes.

Except for the old scholars who took him up to toast a few times, at other times, they were all at this table-

Eat, eat, eat, eat.

I wish Qingchen the most like to sit at a table with the elderly.

The old man chewed slowly, and would also pick up vegetables for him, move the dishes he liked to eat in front of him, and take him with him in everything, so that he would not lose his manners, and no one would dare to persuade him to drink.

After a while, they ate almost all the dishes on the table.

Zhu Qingchen put down his chopsticks and smiled embarrassedly at the old scholars, he was too good to eat.

One of the old scholars glanced at the emperor, and while he was not paying attention, he picked up the entire plate and pulled the remaining pieces of cherry meat into Zhu Qingchen's bowl: "Xiao Zhu, eat quickly, it tastes better with more sauce." ”

"Okay." Zhu Qingchen answered, and happily ate all the dishes in the bowl.

Another old scholar also wanted to greet the palace people next to him and let them serve another plate, but Zhu Qingchen hurriedly stopped: "I'm full, I'm full." ”

The old scholar looked at him suspiciously: "Are you really full?" The first time you come back, don't be restrained, eating enough is the most important thing, and help you get a plate? ”

"I'm so full......"

Zhu Qingchen covered his mouth and couldn't help but burp a little, and the old scholar believed him.

After eating and drinking, they began to chatter at this table.

The old scholar waved his sleeves under the table: "It's weird hot to eat." ”

Zhu Qingchen had nothing else except for his face being a little red: "Is it?" I feel like it's okay, it's warm. ”

The old scholar patted the back of his hand, and it was really not too hot: "You are young, why are you still so afraid of cold?" ”

Zhu Qingchen has not been in good health since he was a child, otherwise he would not have died at the age of twenty.

He didn't answer, turned his head to look around, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't Your Majesty say to enjoy the snow together?" The doors and windows are closed, how can you enjoy the snow? ”

"Probably Your Majesty is also afraid of the cold." The old scholar lowered his voice, "Your Majesty likes to feast and drink, probably this time it's just a reason to start a banquet." ”

"Oh." Zhu Qingchen nodded thoughtfully.

After a while, he whispered to the old scholars, "I'll go change my clothes." ”

"Go, it's in the apse."

"Huh." Zhu Qingchen hugged the hem of his heavy official uniform, stood up cautiously, bypassed the table, and quietly slipped away from behind.

The palace people led him to the apse, and Zhu Qingchen dealt with it briefly, washed his hands, and prepared to go back.

It was so cold outside, Zhu Qingchen shivered, clasped his hands, and walked briskly in the corridor.

Come on! It's warm inside the palace!

Suddenly, the voice of King Jing came from behind him: "Master? ”

Zhu Qingchen paused, reluctantly turned his head, and adjusted his expression: "Respect His Royal Highness." ”

King Jing stepped forward: "Master, I heard that the master has accepted a few apprentices in the past few days, and now it is a cold winter, and the master teaches the students that they should also take care of their health on weekdays. ”

"Hmm." Zhu Qingchen nodded, "I know, thank you for your concern." ”

"I heard that this time the master not only taught the children of the family, but also taught some poor students."

"Yes."

"The children of the family are lonely, and they are asked to accept the master's advice with the children of the poor family, I wonder if they are dissatisfied?"

"No, the students are very obedient."

"That's good, Master Gaoyi, but I don't know anything about cultural governance and martial arts, I only know how to go out hunting on weekdays, but it's snowing these days, I'm afraid I won't be able to go."

The two of them stood at the wind outlet under the corridor, the cold wind mixed with snowflakes, whirring, and King Jing pulled back and forth, twisting and turning, not knowing what he was saying.

It's too freezing.

Zhu Qingchen clasped his hands and sniffed, regretting that he didn't bring out his small hand stove.

Suddenly, King Jing said, "If the master doesn't dislike me, I also want to go to the master's house and talk with them." I don't participate in scientific expeditions, but it's good to follow the master and cultivate one's self-cultivation. ”

Zhu Qingchen raised his eyes slightly, and saw a flash of light in his eyes.

Feelings are waiting for him here.

The good seedlings he painstakingly selected, King Jing said to come over.

What kind of self-cultivation, I'm afraid it's not here to attract talents?

If he still uses those subordinate means to win people over, what is the use of wine to force, what red candle tent is warm, discuss matters during the day, help him rebel, and help him warm his bed at night to enrich the harem.

Zhu Qingchen didn't know that there was such a good thing in the world?

Think beautifully.

It seems that what he said to King Jing in Pei's Wine Shop a few days ago was all in vain.

If he wants to win over talents, he will be upright, either spend money or make friends, how can he pick up ready-made ones like this?

That group of students is very simple, Zhu Qingchen will never lead the wolf into the room!

Zhu Qingchen calmed down, and said with a straight face: "The vulgar people in the countryside are afraid that they have collided with His Highness." ”

King Jing still refused: "If the master is worried that I will bring some gentlemen and disturb the master's purity, the master can rest assured." I will go alone, and I will not trouble my master. ”

Zhu Qingchen said lightly: "Your Highness is too worried. Those students were vulgar and shallow, and they gathered in my house as usual, and they only avoided the urging of their parents, eating, drinking, and joking, and did not make any progress in their studies. ”

"I'm bent on good, why should the master shirk it like this?"

"It's almost spring, and I've ordered them not to come to my house to have fun again, and it's useless for His Highness to come down."

King Jing didn't expect him to say this directly, and the whole person was stunned for a moment.

"The wind is cold, Your Highness should go back early to avoid the cold."

After Zhu Qingchen said this, he bowed slightly at him, turned around and strode away.

King Jing watched his back as he left, his fists clenched under his sleeves.

What the hell is going on with this Master?

He's been humbled to this, he won't even take a step back?

It's just to go to his house to sit down, he is like a great enemy, and in the end, he directly flipped the table, so don't come at all?

Could it be that he saw something?

It's impossible, Master Zhu doesn't have much contact with him, and he acts secretly, how can he be discovered?

King Jing could only boil it all down to "Zhu Master, this person has an eccentric temper", and followed him back to the main hall.

Zhu Qingchen returned to his place and suddenly felt a lot warmer.

The old scholar asked him, "Why have you been there for so long?" ”

Zhu Qingchen paused: "The wind blew outside for a while." ”

"Look at your face flushed with cold. It's time for another dish, do you want to eat more? Is your stomach empty now? ”

"Hmm." Zhu Qingchen nodded, he had a conversation with King Jing just now, which made him hungry again.

Zhu Qingchen scooped up a spoonful of soup, and before he could drink it, he suddenly felt an itchy nose, hurriedly put down the spoon, don't turn his head, covered his mouth, and sneezed slightly-

Ahh

The hateful king will cause him to get a cold!

The Emperor propped his head and continued to enjoy the song and dance, his gaze gently passing over him.

*

The moon is approaching the middle of the sky, and the palace banquet will be dispersed.

The two columns of palace people held wooden trays and served the last dish-

A bowl of thick ginger soup with brown sugar.

The eunuch behind the emperor said loudly: "More deeply, Your Majesty's grace, thank you for your grace." ”

Zhu Qingchen thanked everyone for his kindness, picked up the ginger soup with both hands, and drank it in one go.

The ginger soup was spicy, and as soon as Zhu Qingchen drank it, he felt that his hands and feet were warm, his nose was clear, and his head was not so dizzy.

This emperor doesn't seem to be so mediocre, at least he knows how to treat his courtiers well.

As for the king...... Hum!

Pulling him to the tuyere, his heart is full of himself, and he is stubborn and self-serving.

Zhu Qingchen and the civil and military officials left the palace together.

He helped several old scholars, put them into the carriage one by one, and watched them leave safely before getting into his own carriage.

Zhu Qingchen wrapped his cloak, sat in the carriage, and instructed the little servant: "Hurry, go back quickly." ”

He has experience in this kind of thing, drank ginger soup, and quickly went back to sleep for a night, and it will be fine.

If he delays for a while, he will be sick again.

Back at home, Zhu Qingchen changed his clothes, wiped his face briefly, climbed into bed, wrapped himself in a piece of twisted candy, closed his eyes and slept.

The system deliberately asked him, "Are you homesick today?" ”

"Yes." Zhu Qingchen replied with a snort, "But I won't roll around today, and I will be homesick quietly." ”

The system asked again: "When you see 'faint monarch' today, do you think that 'faint monarch' or respecting the king, which is better to be the emperor?" ”

Zhu Qingchen did not hesitate: "It's not good." ”

"Do you have to choose one?"

"Well......" Zhu Qingchen thought for a while, "then 'faint king', at least he still knows how to prepare ginger soup for the minister, and respecting the king will only humiliate the courtiers." ”

"Yes."

"And 'Dum' is also very good, he doesn't have any heart, he just likes to eat, drink and have fun, and it's easier to control. King Jing has too many eyes in his heart, and it is difficult to control. ”

The system was shocked: "Control? Are you a loyal servant or a traitor? You even want to control the Emperor?! ”

"If the emperor is a Ming monarch, then I will be a loyal minister; The emperor is a faint king, so I will be a powerful minister. Zhu Qingchen lay on the bed, "But Mingjun is sometimes unbearable, he is as temperamental as Li Yue, and he has to coax him to do something, which is very troublesome." ”

The electronic sound of the system came: [The Emperor's faction has been automatically selected for the host (can be changed once in novice mode)]

The system still wanted to talk to him, but Zhu Qingchen was already asleep, because his nose was a little blocked, and he made a small snoring sound.

The small ball of light stopped at the head of the bed, the host didn't roll over today, and slept so well, it was not used to it.

*

Thanks to the blessing of the king, Zhu Qingchen was still sick for two days.

He lay in bed for two days, and scolded King Jing for two days.

On the contrary, the emperor heard that he was sick after the palace banquet, so he sent the imperial doctor from the Tai Hospital to see him, and also gave him a little medicinal herbs to let him recuperate.

Zhu Qingchen silently added a point to the faint monarch in the small book in his heart.

That afternoon, several students came to visit him after school.

Zhu Qingchen covered the quilt, leaned on the soft pillow sickly, looked like a "poor and lonely teacher", and ate the preserved fruits that the students honored him one by one.

It didn't take long for a whole bag of preserved fruits to be missing.

Liu An tried to persuade him: "Master, this is what you will eat when you drink the medicine, and the doctor said that you can't eat more, only let you eat this packet, and now it's gone after eating." ”

Zhu Qingchen stuffed the preserved fruit into his mouth: "I have no taste in my mouth, eat another one, eat another one." ”

Liu An moved things farther away, and Zhu Qingchen asked him again: "You have been listening to the old scholar these days, but is there anything you don't understand?" ”

Liu An replied: "No, the old scholar made it clear. ”

"Hmm." Zhu Qingchen nodded, and looked at Pei Xuan and the others again, "What about you?" How many days have you been reading these days? Can you make a fuss? ”

Pei Xuan said: "Everything is fine, the master can rest assured, the articles are done every day, they are all saved, waiting for the master to see them." ”

"Hmm." Zhu Qingchen lay back on the couch weakly, and took the opportunity to touch a piece of preserved fruit, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it.

Not long after, the attendant reported outside: "Master, His Royal Highness King Jing has come down to visit the sick and is waiting in the warm pavilion." ”

As soon as Zhu Qingchen heard this, he didn't even care about eating the preserved fruit, and lifted the quilt with a "sigh", and Huo Ran stood up.

He's not endless? Dog skin plaster, can't get rid of it?

Zhu Qingchen stood on the couch, and the students all sat around him, looking at him with shocked expressions.

Zhu Qingchen came back to his senses, only to realize that he seemed to have said what was in his heart.

He covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughed lightly, and poured back on the couch "weak and boneless" like a piece of Guanchaolou's signature deboned crispy chicken.

"Ah, I'm dizzy...... I can't afford to meet guests, who will help me refuse His Royal Highness? ”