The peak circuit turns into the Chaotang
Nangong Jingnu lowered her head, she had a choice in her heart.
In the past, Nangong Rang asked, she said it, but in the past two years, due to the influence of Qi Yan and her reading a lot, she knew that her daughter's family was not allowed to participate in politics, especially the issue of the state reserve.
Nangong was relieved to see his daughter bow her head and say nothing.
It turns out that his daughter has grown up before he knows it, which can also reassure him...
He took the brush that was about to dry up, and tremblingly wrote a few words on the paper: "Go ahead, only the royal father knows."
Nangong Jingnu took a deep breath, and seemed to have made up her mind: "My son thinks that the eighth and the ninth are too young to be considered for the time being, and the fifth brother can be a big responsibility among the many imperial brothers."
Nangong was stunned, thinking of the disabled son and couldn't help but sigh: Yes, he always felt that among the princes, only the fifth was the most like him, but unfortunately he is disabled and has only one daughter, so he has never included in the scope of inspection.
Today is different from the past, Nangong has made himself half a "crippled person" and doesn't care so much about Nangongda's leg disease.
Nangong Rang nodded, took out the last piece of paper, and wrote on it: "The royal father is going to rest for a while, you stay in the mansion, you don't have to come to see me every day."
Nangong Jingnu's nose was sour again, and she slowly got up and performed a blessing ceremony: "Father, take care of your health, my son retire."
Nangong Rang let out a smile, his eyes full of love and relief.
Nangong Jingnu left the bedroom without looking back, and after a few steps, tears flowed down...
Qi Yan stood quietly in front of the gate, looked at Nangong Jingnu and took the initiative to take her hand, and said softly, "Your Highness, let's go back."
Nangong Jingnv turned and held Qi Yan: "It's night, this palace is holding you."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
With a "squeak", the four servants pushed open the door of the main hall together, and a gust of cold wind mixed with the broken snow whistled. Qi Yan stopped and pulled Nangong Jingnu's hand to face her. She wiped the tears from her face.
Nangong Jingnu's expression suddenly collapsed, she covered her mouth abruptly, and tears flowed out in big drops.
Qi Yan sighed softly, and pulled the other party into her arms to caress Nangong Jingnu's back: "Your Highness, be careful that the cold wind blows your face, don't cry."
Nangong Jingnu shook her head against Qi Yan's chest: "But, I really can't help it..."
Three days later, the two saints caused an uproar in the court.
Fengtian carried the emperor, and said in an edict: I am in a raging illness, and although my heart is concerned with the government, I am unable to grasp it, so I can only follow my heart. During the period of my recuperation, all the memorials were drafted by the six ministers, annotated by the Chinese book, and submitted to the fifth prince, Nangong Da for approval. If there is no urgent matter, there is no need to report it to me.
The second imperial decree is: From now on, the old system that the prince-in-law is not allowed to participate in the affairs of the government is abolished. The princess of Zhuohua, Lu Zhongxing, is a civil and military cultivator who is loyal and brave, and is named the third-rank imperial guard. Princess Zhen Zhen's concubine was full of talents, and she respectfully respected the courtesy, and was named the official third-rank minister of the Ministry of Industry.
Nangong Wei, Nangong Wang, and Nangong Zhen, the three older princes, felt like the sky was about to fall as soon as they received the imperial decree.
Especially Nangong Wang: He knew that the father's illness this time was probably caused by the rumors about that song. But he never imagined that the father emperor would actually hand over the responsibility of supervising the country to the fifth lame man!
Nangong Wei was quite resentful. He made great contributions in Luobei. When the boss died, he would be the eldest son. Why did the emperor entrust the responsibility of ruling the country to a lame man
So the three of them entered the palace one after another on almost the same day, wanting to ask clearly in person.
But without exception, they were all stopped by Si Jiu outside Ganquan Palace. Even if they were princes, they didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Si Jiu, and they were really unwilling to leave like this.
Nangong Wang gritted his teeth, knelt outside the gate of Ganquan Palace and refused to leave...
Si Jiu glanced at Nangong, bowed his waist with a humble look, and said coldly: "Your Majesty has a decree not to enter, and the third highness is the master who insists on kneeling here. Don't freeze your body, I advise you to go back."
Nangong Wang scratched his neck: "Bengong must see the emperor today."
Forty-nine: "Then please do it yourself, Your Highness."
After speaking, he was about to leave, but saw a man limping with a cane against the heavy snow with goose feathers, and Si Jiu hurriedly greeted him with his two servants: "Five Highness, why are you so cold in this cold weather? coming?"
Nangongda gave a wry smile, a thick layer of snow had accumulated on his hair and shoulders, presumably he had entered the boundary of Ganquan Palace on foot.
Nangongda: "I received the imperial decree, and I want to ask the royal father for some words. I wonder if Eunuch Sijiu can pass it on on his behalf?"
Forty-nine asked two servants to support Nangongda and went into the inner hall to ask for instructions.
Nangong Da didn't seem surprised to see Nangong Wang kneeling in front of the door, and bowed his hands: "Third brother."
Nangong Wang snorted coldly: "Don't dare to be, now your identity is different, Ben Gong can kneel and stand with you."
With another wry smile, Nangongda handed the cane to the chamberlain, and knelt down beside Nangong Wang with difficulty.
Nangongda moved his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.
The door of the palace was pushed open again, and a pair of scarlet shoes appeared in the sight of the two of them.
The slender jade legs, the exquisite and firm waist, and the proudly erect breasts are exactly the Pearl of the Prairie, Lady Giya.
The two of them greeted each other, "See Empress Yafei."
Ji Ya hooked the corner of her mouth: "His Royal Highness, please come in."
The chamberlain lifted Nangong Da up and sent him into the hall. Nangong Wang looked a little unconvinced, but he didn't dare to attack Ji Ya.
Ji Ya: "His Royal Highness, hurry up, don't freeze your body in this heavy snow day."
Ji Ya's words were like a feather scratching Nangong Wang's heart, and his knees were indeed cold to the bone. So he stood up, but there was a sudden twitch in his calf, and Nangong Wang exclaimed and rushed forward.
"Be careful!"
Nangong Wang smelled a scent of green grass mixed with mare's milk, and his mouth was immediately dry.
Ji Ya supported Nangong Wang: "It doesn't matter, third highness, right?"
Nangong Wang stared blankly at the coquettish beauty in front of him. At this time, it was snowing heavily and the visibility was very low. In addition, Nangong became ill, and the maids and maids were all serving in the hall. The entrance of the hall turned into an open space.
"Ya Niangniang..." Nangong Wang called in awe.
Ji Ya chuckled and took a step back to open the distance between the two.
Nangong Wang was disappointed, but suddenly heard Ji Ya say, "Did it hurt last time?"
Nangong Wang's eyes widened, once suspecting that he heard it wrong, but he read a look similar to "love" in Ji Ya's eyes again, and stood there dumbfounded, forgetting the words.
Ji Ya glanced at Nangong angrily, and continued to say in a very low voice, "Is this the way your Third Highness looks like the 'dumb as a chicken' that you Wei people say?"
Nangong Wang Hanhan smiled and nodded.
Ji Ya: "The snow is getting heavier and heavier. Your Majesty is ill and anxious. I advise the Third Highness to go back. If the Third Highness is willing, you can go with me."
Nangong Wang: "Yes, of course I will!"
Several families were happy and some were sad. Lu Zhongxing was more melancholy after receiving the short-lived joy of the imperial decree. The joy was: he originally thought that he had become a concubine once, but he will stop there in this life. I didn't expect that His Majesty would change the old system.
But what is melancholy is that before he married Nangong Shu's daughter, his title was the third-rank imperial guard with a sword in front of him, and the difference between the two characters was a thousand miles away.
Although His Majesty specially rewarded him as a third rank, all the guards in front of the royal family belong to the commander of the guards with swords. He has no real power now, and the errands are hard...
On the other side, Gongyanghuai quickly ordered someone to prepare a generous gift, and when he heard that Qi Yan was in Princess Zhen Zhen's mansion, he had no scruples, and ordered someone to send the invitation generously.
Since the inner servant can participate in politics, he no longer has to avoid suspicion!
Lord Zhongshuling intended to let him succeed Zongzheng Si Qing, so he was temporarily placed in the Ministry of Rites. He was of the same rank as Qi Yan, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, and he could finally walk around in an open and honest manner!
Qi Yan didn't know exactly which decree was sung from her taste. Could it be that she wanted to do something to the Taiwei's mansion? But not like...
Nangong Jingnv's heart is like a mirror: Father's question yesterday was written in advance, maybe he has already made plans for himself.
The princess cannot participate in government affairs, and after a few decades, a new princess will take her place. She is not the eldest daughter and cannot take the title of the eldest princess. If there is no support for thousands of households in the DPRK, it may be reduced, but if Qi Yan can stand firm in the DPRK, or become a minister of the arms, it will be another matter...
Thinking of this, Nangong Jingnu is heartbroken again...
Qiu Ju came to report: Gong Yang Huai, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, asked to see the concubine.
Nangong Jingnv glanced at Qi Yan: "Ben Gong will not go, lest Lord Gong Yang be restrained, you two have a good chat, and if you want to stay and have dinner, just tell the kitchenette."
Qi Yan nodded: "Got it."
Gongyanghuai saw Qi Yan from a distance, picked up the hem of his clothes and stepped on the snow, shouting, "Tie Zhu!"
Qi Yan also hurried up to meet him, Gongyanghuai patted Qi Yan's shoulder, and said happily: "You and I will be colleagues from now on! First, call the Minister of Works?"
Qi Yan replied with a gentle smile: "I won't take office until after the Shangyuan Festival. Please, Baishi, let's chat in the small courtyard where I used to live. It's clean there."
Gongyanghuai didn't feel that he was being neglected at all, and walked side by side with Qi Yan happily, with a smile on his face, just like when he was a teenager.
After entering the study, the servants brought hot tea and refreshments, and Qi Yan instructed: "I will chat with Lord Gongyang, and no one will be served in the yard."
As soon as the maid left, Gongyanghuai couldn't help but say, "Have you heard? Your Majesty ordered the fifth prince to supervise the country."
Qi Yan nodded: "The servant also came to the Princess' Mansion to pass the decree."
Gongyanghuai sighed a little: "It's really... things are unpredictable."
Qi Yan: "What?"
Gongyanghuai curled his lips: "Recently, the 'two and three parties' have been fighting in full swing in the DPRK, and the ministers may feel that it is time to stand in line. With the exception of a few adults, they basically all stood in line. The signs of the civil servants are more serious, and the military officers seem to be more cautious due to the advice of the Taiwei adults..."