"Yeah, when people are in a hurry, they will burst out with incomparably powerful power." The Dali Temple official nodded in agreement, without concealing his appreciation for Princess Chen: "It is precisely because of this that people are attracted to the princess' righteous deeds. Moved."
Ming Jiyuan smiled and nodded: "She grew up in a Taoist temple and was brought up by an immortal. She has a pure and kind personality.
The officials of Dali Temple heard the words and sighed with emotion for a long time. As expected of the Ming family, both men and women have such noble character.
No wonder there are always rumors in private recently that King Chen has made a lot of progress since he got engaged to the daughter of the Ming family, which seems to be the case.
"Ming family, Gao Yi." He bowed to Ming Jiyuan before turning around and leaving.
Ming Jiyuan looked at the back of his leaving and adjusted his sleeves. He was serious about touting his sister.
"Jiyuan." Dali Siqing walked up to Ming Jiyuan and handed him a file: "These are some records of Dali Temple's cases over the years, you can take a look when you are free."
"Yes, my lord."
"By the way, tonight I'm going to be on duty at the secret office of the cabinet, you go with me." Dali Siqing said in a gentle tone: "Most of the officials on duty know you well, don't be nervous."
"Thank you, sir!" Ming Jiyuan bowed deeply, he was not a fool, and the front took him to the secret office of the cabinet, which meant that he would start to reuse him.
The confidential position of the cabinet has a special status. Non-emperors trust important ministers and cannot interfere in the affairs of the confidential cabinet.
Throughout the world, numerous decrees were issued after numerous quarrels among the members of the Confidential Office of the Cabinet.
For a young official like him with low qualifications, to be brought here to watch the night by Shangfeng is already a compliment.
The secret office of the cabinet is built on the west side of the Suzaku Gate. In order to prevent a repeat of the "one-pot" mistakes of the previous era, only two officials will be assigned to each department every night.
Sitting on the carriage that was rushing to the confidential place of the cabinet from Dali Temple, Ming Jiyuan lifted the curtains of the carriage and glanced out.
"Time flies so fast. More than ten years ago, I was still a fifth-ranking man. At night, the people all closed their doors and closed their doors and did not dare to speak aloud." Dali Siqing sighed: "After Your Majesty ascends the throne, the life of the people will be better and better. , Even at night, it is a bustling scene."
Ming Jiyuan lowered the curtain and looked up at him.
"Prosperity doesn't come easily. When our generation is old, I'm afraid there won't be many people who still remember the catastrophe of the year." Dali Siqing directly used "catastrophe" to describe the events of Xiande's last years, which shows that he was very fond of the late emperor. Not to be seen, and even dared to say it in front of other officials.
"When people are old, they like to talk a lot." Dali Siqing laughed: "Don't take it to heart."
"Your Excellency, the lower officials understand." Ming Jiyuan said with a solemn face: "My generation should do the same, and it is our duty to protect the peace of the people of the world."
Dali Siqing had a smile on his face, reached out to pat him on the shoulder, and made no secret of his appreciation: "Young and promising, young and promising."
"Those old-fashioned families have fallen, but there are still a few pounds of nails in the broken boat. This time the verdict can go smoothly, and it is all down to someone above." Dali Siqing leaned against the wall of the carriage, and the old god was there: "Who do you think it will be? ?"
Ming Jiyuan shook his head.
"It's King Chen." Dali Si Qing said with emotion: "For King Chen, it is more beneficial for him to win over the family than to offend them, but he chose to be the master of the common people."
Since King Chen was his brother-in-law, Ming Jiyuan did not speak.
"Actually, I was also a little surprised. King Chen would choose to take action." Dali Siqing observed Ming Jiyuan's expression: "Perhaps, we all misunderstood King Chen before."
Ming Jiyuan twisted his waist, the one who was misunderstood was King Chen, what did the adults mean when he looked at him like this
"Jiyuan, you go back and persuade Your Honor to take a look at the merits and strengths of King Chen. After all, he is his own son-in-law, right?"
Good guy, after such a big circle, he was waiting for him here.
How outrageous are the rumors about his father hating King Chen, that even his upper peak has come to persuade him to make peace
"King Chen, he's actually a good boy."
Ming Jiyuan glanced at Shangfeng silently. Three years ago, this one said that King Chen was self-willed, and now he has become a good boy
When King Chen woke up, the sky was already bright, and he turned to see that the other half of the bed was empty. He rubbed his forehead and sat up: "Come on."
"My lord." Yang Yiduo walked into the house with the palace servants who were serving him: "Are you awake?"
"Where's the princess?" King Chen lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "Prepare water, this king wants to take a bath."
"The hot water is ready, the lord, please go to the bath room." Yang Yiduo replied, "Just now, there was news from the West Palace that Concubine Zhao was unwell, and the concubine took the Spring Equinox girl to visit."
"What's wrong with Concubine Zhao's body?" King Chen paused.
"As you get older, your body will inevitably suffer from illnesses." Yang Yiduo lifted the gauze to prevent the gauze from touching King Chen's head.
King Chen remembered what Concubine Zhao told him and Ming Xiaozhu when he was painting in Taolin.
He looked up and saw the full moonlight hanging from the beam.
The full moonlight in the daytime is still very beautiful.
But last night was its most beautiful moment.
"His Royal Highness, this lamp was asked by the princess to hang it. If you don't like it, why not hang it in another place?" Yang Yiduo saw the prince staring at the full moon lamp, worried that he would have an opinion on the lamp.
"No." King Chen shook his head: "It's good to hang here."
he likes.
Only a few days later, when I saw Taifei Zhao again, she looked like she was rapidly aging by several years.
"Empress Dowager." Jiuzhu held Concubine Zhao's hand: "I used the medicine today, has the imperial doctor come?"
The skin and flesh are loose and hang on the bones of the hand, and the elasticity of the skin has long been lost, which is the smell of aging.
"It's all an old problem. The people below are ignorant and even let you run." Concubine Zhao struggled to sit up, but was stopped by Jiuzhu: "Concubine, lie down and don't catch a cold."
"I've been in the palace all day, and I didn't have anything to do." Jiuzhu helped her cover the quilt: "Come and sit here, the concubine, and you can pet the little fat cat."
"Meow." The fat cat lying on the table made a sound lazily, jumped off the table, and finally jumped onto Jiuzhu's knee.
Jiuzhu reached out and touched it lightly, and it made a purring sound.
"It likes you very much." Concubine Zhao seemed to want to say something, but looking at the lazy cat, she didn't say anything.
"It's raining again?" She heard the patter of rain.
"Well." Seeing that Concubine Zhao seemed to want to hear the sound of rain, Jiuzhu got up to help her open the window, and turned to look at her with a smile: "It's beautiful."
The woman in front of the window was wearing a sky-blue dress, and her smile was even more hazy than the rain outside the window.
Concubine Zhao followed with a smile: "Yes, it's beautiful."
The palace maid brought in the boiled medicine, and Concubine Zhao sat up and drank the medicine with a calm expression.
These bitter medicines cannot delay a person's aging.
"Tiffany, can I read you a book?" Jiuzhu took a book from the spring break, and the cover was printed with the big characters "Overbearing Prince vs Demon".
"Those books are not suitable for sick people to listen to." Jiu Zhu turned the page: "It's not as interesting as these folk words."
Concubine Zhao stared blankly at the words book in Jiuzhu's hand. She was originally a winemaker and was not interested in advanced knowledge. But in this deep palace, a concubine like her has no choice.
Since she entered the palace, this is the first time someone can speak frankly in front of her, folk words are interesting.
"Yeah, folklore is interesting."
As she said these words, she felt a sense of joy in her heart.
"Then I'll start reading it to you now." Jiu Zhu lowered her head and read the contents of the book.
When she was reading, she did not pay attention to the rules of the literati, but more like a storyteller, her tone was lively and interesting, and even her expressions changed with her, and Zhao Taifei was amused by her until she laughed out loud.
Seeing this scene, the old lady who served Concubine Zhao lowered her head and her eyes were red.
After half an hour, Concubine Zhao fell asleep, Jiuzhu closed the book, lightly covered the quilt for Concubine Zhao, put down the gauze, and exited the house.
"Princess." The old mama came over, holding an umbrella in her hand: "It's raining outside, the old slave will send you."
"It's when the concubine wants someone to serve, so mama doesn't have to be polite to me." Jiuzhu took the umbrella from her hand: "If there is any medicine missing, send someone to tell me, even if I don't have it here, the queen mother will definitely be there. There is."
Hearing that Princess Chen mentioned the queen in such an intimate tone, the mother understood in her heart, and it seemed that the relationship between the queen and this daughter-in-law was as good as rumored.
Princess Chen insisted that she would not give it to her, so she had to take a few umbrellas and give them to Princess Chen who followed her.
"It's fine for me to hold an umbrella by myself, but be careful not to get yourself wet." Jiuzhu raised her hand and asked the little palace maid who was going to hold an umbrella for her to retire. The little palace maid looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, and it was not good to get wet in the rain.
"Thank you, Princess." The little palace maid hesitated and followed behind the princess with an umbrella.
The rain before Qingming was a little cold, but fortunately she didn't have to get wet today.
very nice.
Jiuzhu likes to listen to the sound of the rain hitting the oil-paper umbrella, but it's a little bad that the beautiful embroidered shoes are wet by the rain.
The door separating the West Palace and the Harem opened, and Jiu Zhu saw King Chen, who was dressed in snow and had long hair untied, standing outside the door holding an umbrella.
"His Royal Highness." Jiuzhu put away her umbrella and rushed under King Chen's umbrella, smelling the fragrance after bathing on his body: "Why is Your Highness here?"
"Come to pick you up." King Chen tilted the umbrella above her head and chuckled, "I like the moon you gave me."
Jiuzhu reached out and hugged his arm: "As long as you like it."
Noticing that his hair was not dry, Jiuzhu said, "If it's not dry, it will cause a headache when you blow it, so let's go back quickly."
"No hurry." King Chen saw that she was walking around the puddle carefully, not wanting to stain the embroidered shoes, so he stuffed the umbrella into her hand: "Come on, I'll carry you."
"That's so embarrassing." After saying this, Jiuzhu was already lying on his back.
He's embarrassed, but his behavior is honest.
"Do you like these embroidered shoes?"
"These shoes were specially made by Shangyi Bureau for me, and there are dogs on them." Jiuzhu put her arms around King Chen's neck with one hand, and held an umbrella with the other: "I like it very much."
"Ming puppy?"
Jiu Zhu leaned on his shoulder and smiled, the umbrella was swayed, and King Chen was swept up in the face by the cold rain.
King Chen: "..."
At this moment, Jiuzhu was next to his neck and took a light bite: "Wang woo."
The bitten place is crispy and numb, and it doesn't hurt at all.
King Chen lifted her up and entrusted her: "It seems to be a real puppy."
Jiuzhu laughed, and he followed suit.
"Why did Your Highness choose a white robe today?"
"Tomorrow is Qingming. I'm going to pay homage to my father and emperor. It's not appropriate to wear bright clothes these days." King Chen raised his eyebrows: "Why, it doesn't look good?"
"Good-looking, His Highness wearing light-colored clothes is the bright moon in the nine heavens. His Highness wearing bright-colored clothes is the most beautiful sea of flowers in spring. If you wear dark colors, it is the most charming and mysterious night." Well, Jiuzhu never lacks nice words: "You look good no matter what you wear."
"Ming Xiaozhu, fortunately you didn't enter the court as an official."
"why?"
"If you are an official, you must be the most flattering and traitorous minister."
Jiu Zhu lightly hummed: "I'm telling the truth."
King Chen's heart moved, he couldn't see Jiuzhu's face, but he could imagine her current expression: "In your heart, am I so good?"
"Um!"
King Chen smiled softly, if it wasn't for him carrying a man on his back, he would have come down to earth like a fairy in Jiuzhu's mouth.
"Prince Concubine, what's wrong with you?" The palace maid was startled when she saw that Sun Caiyao was suddenly stunned and the basket in her hand fell to the ground.
"It's okay, it's okay." Sun Caiyao shook her head in a panic, and bent over to pick up the flower basket.
King Chen was just wearing white clothes, she couldn't think too much, she definitely couldn't think too much.
"The relationship between King Chen and Princess Chen is really good." A palace maid whispered, "I was afraid that the princess would walk on rainy days, so she actually carried the princess on her back."
"Shh, didn't you realize that the prince didn't even have his hair tied?"
Sun Caiyao's brain was buzzing, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground.
"Prince Concubine!"
Before falling into a coma, she saw Ming Jiuzhu jump off King Chen's back and run towards her.
"Your Highness, Your Highness."
Yun Yanze was still asleep when he was awakened by the urgent calling of the palace servants. He closed his eyes and suppressed all the emotions in his heart. He sat up and lifted the gauze curtain: "What's the matter?"
"The imperial concubine just fainted on the palace road. I invited an imperial doctor to check the pulse. The imperial concubine is pregnant!"
Yun Yanze showed joy on his face, put on his robe and strode out the door, only to see Yun Duqing standing in his yard with an umbrella.
He slowed down: "Fifth brother."
"Fourth brother." King Chen nodded slightly to him: "Congratulations to fourth brother."
"Thank you fifth brother." Yun Yanze looked at the snow-colored silver embroidered brocade on Yun Duqing's body: "Why is fifth brother here?"
"My princess saw the fourth sister-in-law fainted and brought her back. She is with her in the house at the moment." King Chen raised his eyebrows, does he really want to stand here
Other women are pregnant, what does it have to do with him.
Inside the house, Sun Caiyao looked at Ming Jiuzhu who was sitting on the side, and sat up with support.
"The eunuch has already come to invite the fourth brother. I'll leave first. The road is slippery in rainy days. You are pregnant, so be careful when you go out." Jiuzhu stood up and prepared to go out.
Her Royal Highness was still waiting for her in the yard with an umbrella.
Sun Caiyao looked down at her stomach in a daze, and slowly released her hand holding the quilt: "Ming Jiuzhu, thank you."
Is she pregnant
Jiuzhu was surprised by how Sun Caiyao addressed herself, and looked back at her: "Sister-in-law Four, you're very polite."
She was busy going out and didn't think much about Sun Caiyao's attitude.
Walking out of the door and under the eaves, Jiuzhu waved to King Chen: "Your Highness."
King Chen shook his head helplessly, walked in front of her, and raised the umbrella over her head: "Come down."
Jiuzhu jumped down the steps and bumped into his arms. He reached out to support her waist and wrapped her whole body in his arms.
"Today's matter, there are five brothers and sisters."
Hearing the voice, Jiuzhu realized that Yun Yanze was standing under the eaves. She took King Chen's arm, raised her umbrella and looked at Yun Yanze: "Fourth brother, you're welcome, go and accompany fourth sister-in-law."
After all, he is a prince, he is calmer than ordinary people, his own prince is pregnant, and he has the patience to talk to others outside the door.
Yun Yanze glanced at her, turned and entered the house.
"Your Highness, wait a long time." Jiu Zhu leaned on King Chen's body: "Let's go home."
She looked down at the embroidered shoes stained with mud on her feet and sighed. I was in a hurry to help Sun Caiyao just now, but I didn't notice there was a small puddle next to it, and stepped into it.
"It's okay." King Chen touched the top of her hair: "I asked them to make you exactly the same pair."
"Yeah!" Jiuzhu was happy again.
King Chen sighed, it's so stupid, it's so coaxing.
The news that the Fourth Imperial Concubine was pregnant soon spread.
The mothers and concubines of several princes had different reactions. Only Queen Su specially called Jiuzhu to her side and told her that a lot of women were too young to have children.
The words are full of love for her.
The next morning, before dawn, King Chen went to Taiyang Palace, changed into a princely robe embroidered with dragon patterns, and took the dragon chariot to Yuanqiu.
Qingming was originally a festival to worship ancestors, but the emperors of all dynasties believed that some ancestors would become immortals in the sky after death, so they first went to Yuanqiu to worship the sky, and then went to the back soil of Fangze Temple.
After the dragon carriage, the four princes accompanied them on horseback, and behind them were the civil and military officials in official robes.
An Wang wiped the rain from his face.
The youngest prince sat in the dragon carriage representing the emperor, while the four elder brothers rode on horses, drenched in the light Qingming rain.
The matter of hugging the thigh is imminent.
"The rain is getting heavier and heavier." Wang Huai noticed Wang An's movement of wiping the rain, and his tone was a little sour: "When we arrive at the Fang Ze altar, our clothes may be soaked through."
It's better to sit on a dragon chariot, the wind won't blow, and the rain won't catch you.
Hearing this, Wang An did not dare to answer.
King Huai also realized that there was something wrong with what he said, and turned to look at Yun Yanze: "Fourth brother, I haven't congratulated you yet on becoming a father."
"Thank you, eldest brother." Yun Yanze looked in good spirits, and even his smile was a little more sincere.
"Yes, congratulations, congratulations." An Dynasty Yun Yanze bowed in congratulations.
"Having a child is a great event, but..." King Jing whispered something, and suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly bowed, and apologized timidly: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake."
Sacrificing to the emperor and the emperor is a major event, and the prince cannot easily replace the emperor to do this.
Unless, he is the prince.
Today, the father asked Yun Duqing to go to Taiyang Palace to change the prince's robe, wear the golden dragon crown, and arrange for him to travel with the emperor's honor guard.