The news of the uncle's return came from Xiao Dezi hurriedly came in and told Ajiu. Before Ajiu could react, Xiaodezi pointed at the door and grinned, but Ajiu understood it instantly, because the emperor had already arrived at the door.
She peeked at the record and managed the affairs of the government, but she couldn't let the uncle know. She got up in a hurry and bumped her forehead against the imperial case.
"Woo!" She cried out in pain, wiped the tears she squeezed out, and cradled her forehead from under the imperial case.
"Your Majesty, are you alright! Your Majesty!" Xiaodezi helped Ajiu out, Ajiu turned around anxiously, holding Xiaodezi's sleeve and opened his eyes to look at the shadow of the uncle who was about to walk in outside, then took another look There are memorials all over the floor, and the mouth is still chanting "what to do, what to do".
Xiao Dezi was very clever. Before Uncle Huang came in, he let go of Ah Jiu's hand and threw all the memorials on the imperial case on the ground. Then, before Fu Yan came in, he knelt on the ground and threw the whisk aside. He shouted, "Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, spare your life!"
Ajiu rubbed her head and saw the uncle who came in and the little Dezi who was kneeling and shouting with a special sentiment. She instantly understood the good intentions of Xiaodezi.
Fu Yan walked to the imperial case, looked at the memorials scattered all over the floor, and frowned, "What's wrong? Have you lost your temper?"
Ah Jiu also acted with Xiao Dezi, posing an angry look, and shouted at Xiao Dezi, "Dog slave!" Then she sat on the dragon chair with her cheeks puffed out.
Fu Yan picked up a few memorials on the ground and placed them neatly on the imperial case, incidentally reminding Xiao Dezi to pick up the memorials on the ground.
After Xiao Dezi and Fu Yan made their memorials, Ah Jiu still didn't move, and Fu Yan waved his hand to let Xiao Dezi go down first.
He flipped through the memorial that he picked up, and the corners of his mouth rose. Ah Jiu stole a few glances, but when Fu Yan turned around, he still puffed out his cheeks and pretended to be angry and didn't speak.
"I don't think your Majesty is angry with Xiao Dezi on weekdays, why is there such a big fire today?" Fu Yan looked at A Jiu who was having a temper, and chuckled, "Could it be that Xiao Dezi forced you to read the memorial, and Your Majesty is angry again? ?"
A Jiuzheng couldn't find the stairs, and after hearing what Fu Yan said, she followed Fu Yan's words and continued, she turned to look at the uncle, "All of them are slaves, and they are forcing me to do this. ."
"It's not all for His Majesty's sake, why should His Majesty be angry?" Fu Yan reached out and touched Ah Jiu's forehead, "What's wrong here? Why are you bruised?"
Just as he touched it, Ah Jiu, who was in pain, pushed his hand away, and when Ah Jiu realized something was wrong, he panicked, "Accidentally...just bumped into it."
She rubbed her forehead herself, only to realize that Fu Yan's hand was still frozen in the air, and people were still staring at her, so Ah Jiu felt that she had brought Fu Yan's frozen hand back to her forehead.
In front of Fu Yan, Ah Jiu only had so much promise.
Fu Yan rubbed her forehead lightly, and Ah Jiu could only look at his hand. After a while, Ah Jiu remembered and asked, "Why is Uncle Huang coming back?"
As she spoke, she felt that Fu Yan was getting closer and closer to her, and even the one on her forehead slowly moved to Ah Jiu's side. She leaned back against the dragon chair and opened her eyes to look at the emperor who was getting closer and closer. Uncle, a sense of oppression for no reason, she asked tremblingly, "Uncle Huang..."
"Shh..." Fu Yan motioned her not to speak.
A Jiu's heart sank suddenly, this seems to be what Wen Xiangxiang said in the book, the closer a man is to a woman, the more he wants to belittle a woman, and women should close their eyes at this time, so A Jiu follows Wen Xiangxiang's words. The thought of getting a thousand knives closed his eyes.
But she didn't wait for Fu Yan's frivolity. After waiting for a long time, she opened her eyes and saw the uncle looking at her, holding the jade pendant just taken out from the gap between the dragon chair.
Ah Jiu froze, her face turned pale, Uncle Huang didn't play cards according to common sense, or it was her own imagination, she pinched herself hard, smiled at Uncle Huang, "Haha! It turns out Uncle Huang is For Yupei! Haha!"
"What do you think, Your Majesty?" Although Fu Yan said this, he also took the jade pendant but still kept the same posture and looked at A Jiu a few feet away. He put his hands on both sides of the dragon chair, trapping A Jiu between him and him. Between the dragon chairs, he got closer to Ah Jiu, looked at Ah Jiu's pink face, and smiled next to Ah Jiu's ears, "What does Your Majesty think?"
A Jiu was shocked, this was not just an uncle who robbed her of power, but also wanted to belittle her.
A Jiu suddenly remembered the second style of the nineteen styles of knocking down the uncle that Wen Xiangxiang taught her. Wen Xiangxiang said that if the uncle wanted to be light on her, then in order to knock down the uncle, you should not become passive and be light. Go back, so you can have a great opportunity.
Ah Jiu's heart trembled, thinking that for the great cause of Zheng Kingdom and to take back the power of the phoenix, she stretched out her hand and hooked the neck of the uncle, and kissed him against the angular profile of the uncle. Get up, Ah Jiu is really not a loss.
This time, it was Uncle Huang who was stunned. He waited for A Jiu's face to move away, reached out and clasped A Jiu's wrist around his neck, staring at her, "Who taught you this?"
Ajiu listened to the uncle's somewhat secretly angry tone, pursed her lips, and said, "No one will teach, Ajiu will know it herself."
Fu Yan sneered, not discussing with A Jiu, he knew it was taught by Wen Xiangxiang, otherwise, how could A Jiu know so many things, and secretly memorized Wen Xiangxiang over and over in his heart.
When Fu Yan left, Ah Jiu was still sitting on the dragon chair, stunned.
Xiao Dezi came in with a pot of tea, and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, Uncle Huang has gone far!"
Ajiu moved a little, and then heard Xiao Dezi laughing ambiguous, "The servants saw it through the crack of the door, the uncle really loves your majesty, the day when your majesty can knock down the majesty is just around the corner, the servants congratulate your majesty first. "
"You bastard, what do you know?"
"Yes, yes, slaves don't understand, slaves don't understand." Xiao Dezi pretended to pat the corner of his mouth twice, looking at His Majesty who was still in a daze.
For the next few days, she didn't meet the emperor very much. Except for the occasional look at each other when they were in the court, Ah Jiu went to Wen Xiangxiang or Cheng Lao to look for them, and Fu Yan also looked at them in the study. Ah Jiu's book, Ah Jiu is still the book approved by Uncle Huang in the middle of the night.
In the past few days, there is still no progress in the epidemic situation in Mo's courtyard, Wen Xiangxiang can't find anything, Chen Heng is still in a drowsiness, and Cheng Lao, who she trusts, is being dragged away by the Fengge affair.
She suddenly remembered Yan Chuqing, who she wanted to cultivate with all her heart. When she was promoted to the new minister that day, she deliberately kept Yan Chuqing. She liked Yan Chuqing from several trials, so she met with Yan Chuqing in secret.
In the secret room, she asked Yan Chuqing who was in plain clothes in front of her, "What do you think of the situation at the moment?"
Yan Chuqing was very respectful, "Go back to Your Majesty, the entire imperial capital can be seen clearly. Although King Huaijin is in power, His Majesty is still the monarch of a country."
"Although he is the monarch of a country, he has no real power, and he is very melancholy." Ah Jiu shook her head. "That's why His Majesty summoned the Caomin."
Being so calm and confident, he seemed to have long expected that Ah Jiu would summon him, so at that time Ah Jiu began to look at Yan Chuqing with admiration.
"Do you know how big your uncle's wings are?"
"Most ministers above the court."
"Alas!" Ah Jiu sighed deeply, "It's not just the courtroom, the water in this courtroom is too deep, and even the widow's Fengge has been touched by him, and he arranged the election of new ministers this time. "
"So Your Majesty wants to train new ministers."
"Yes." Ah Jiu nodded.
"Caomin is willing to be His Majesty's minister." Yan Chuqing got up and knelt on the ground, startling Ah Jiu.
"But this election was also arranged by Uncle Huang." Ah Jiu asked him.
Yan Chuqing was full of self-confidence and looked at Ah Jiu's eyes as if he was dying, "Caomin has the ability to stand out, as long as His Majesty trusts him."
Ah Jiu smiled with relief, and raised Yan Chuqing with both hands, "As long as Aiqing can go to the palace for the test, I will definitely keep you, and you will be my person from now on."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Since then, Yan Chuqing has indeed survived the palace exam.
Ah Jiu also deliberately left Yan Chuqing at the beginning. She knew that the uncle also knew, but the uncle still agreed, giving her a chance, but now that Yan Chuqing is outside, she is fighting alone.
The night before Yan Chuqing was dispatched to Huodu, she conspired with Yan Chuqing. She told Yan Chuqing about Yin Zheng, but Yan Chuqing said righteously that Yin was a good official.
Ah Jiu slammed his head into the pillar at that time, and a good official would still be standing on Fu Yan's side? It made her think she was the one who took the throne.
Ah Jiu wanted Yan Chuqing to stand up and then send Yan Chuqing to establish Yan Chuqing's prestige in the court, but he never thought that Yan Chuqing kept asking Yin Zheng to go with him.
What Ah Jiu is afraid of is that Yan Chuqing has already been brought over by Yin Zheng. After all, people like Uncle Huang can teach any kind of officials. The will of Yan Chuqing, which Ah Jiu could not change, can only be placed on the court. He reluctantly called Yin Zheng to go with him, and A Jiu's heart was bleeding when he called out.
Yan Chuqing wasted such a good seedling for Yin Zheng, but she wasted so much thought.
"I'm still alone in the end!"
"No, Your Majesty still has servants."
Xiao Dezi smiled happily on the side.
Ah Jiu sighed, "Xiao Dezi, the epidemic in the Mo family's courtyard has not progressed, and the Xiao Shizi's illness has not been cured. I can't beat the old monster like Uncle Huang, what should I do?"
"Your Majesty, maybe you can go to the palace to try your luck?" A Jiu gave Xiao Dezi a sideways look, "I said that the old monster, Uncle Huang, can't be beaten."
Xiao Dezi smiled flatteringly, and whispered a few words in Ajiu's ear.
Ah Jiu frowned with a look of disbelief, and asked in doubt, "Is it possible?" Xiao Dezi nodded.
Ah Jiu shook her head, "Forget it. Uncle Uncle's palace is even more guarded than my bedroom. If it is discovered, I will be shot to death as an assassin. Don't go."
Xiaodezi was serious, "But Your Majesty really has no other way than this. With Xiaodezi here, the servant will definitely let His Majesty enter smoothly. If you really can't be found out, just say you came to the emperor to apologize."
Just under the bewitchment of Xiao Dezi, Ajiu walked into the plan that Xiao Dezi said in a half-assistance.
When Xiao Dezi and A Jiu appeared in the backyard of the palace, A Jiu looked at the high wall and wanted to give up.
"You said to climb in?"
"Go back to Your Majesty, bah, Miss Hui, no."
Then the two of them drove past a car pulling fruits and vegetables. The final result was that Ah Jiu was stuffed into the car, and followed the car full of fruits and vegetables into the palace.
When she got out of the car, she smelled fresh. She stared at the car full of things, secretly thinking that the food in this palace is really good, no wonder the uncle looks so white.
She ran all the way out of the warehouse, not knowing where to go.
Xiao Dezi told her the direction of the study and bedroom, but did not tell her how to get there.
"Xiao Dezi, this unreliable servant!" She squatted on the ground and bit the grass.
"who are you?"
Ah Jiu was startled, and didn't dare to move. Although she was startled, it sounded like a female voice, and she was still an older woman.
She turned her head slowly, and saw a sister-in-law in a dark green jacket, looking at her with a puzzled look while looking at her face.
Before the age of ninety, Ah used to come to the palace often, but after he ascended the throne, he basically never came.
She thought about it, besides Fu Yan, who was the master of the palace, there was another Lan Gu who was in charge of the palace. It was said that she was Fu Yan's aunt and the only aunt.
Lan Gu in her memory is also like this, with a gentle temperament, but this palace is too supportive, Lan Gu is almost fifty, and she is not old.
She swallowed and jumped up to Lan Gu, "Lan Gu, I'm a new girl, A Ming."
Lan Gu wondered, "There is no new girl in the house."
Ah Jiu paused, "I'm the girl who sneaked in to see the prince, Amin."
Ajiu thought this sentence was very useful. The Lan Gu in her memory always thought that Fu Yan was the most beautiful. As long as she praised Fu Yan enough, it would be easy to win Lan Gu.
Lan Gu was very happy to hear that, holding her hand and squinting her brows, "Which tea?"
Ah Jiu paused, blinked, and said, "Tomorrow's Ming."
Ah Jiu is a nickname, and her real surname is Chen Mingming. After ascending the throne, taboo names have become taboo, so Lan Gu is also cautious in asking this question.
When Lan Gu heard this, she was even more happy and pinched her nose, "She looks pretty cool, why did you come in to see our A-Yan?"
A Jiu pouted, all the women in this huge imperial capital came to the palace to see the handsome face of the prince, and even the maids in the palace were to serve the prince.
"My lord is beautiful."
Ah Jiu went against her heart, she just came to inquire about the enemy's situation.
Unexpectedly, this sentence was very useful to Lan Gu, but Lan Gu was not very happy. She held A Jiu's hand and walked forward, "Alas! What's the use of all the women in the imperial capital? I'm eighteen, and I haven't seen one yet, and even the position of the princess has been vacant for many years, and as an aunt, I'm also very anxious."
"There is no concubine in the mansion?"
"Where's Concubine Ji?" Lan Gu sighed, "I looked for him a few years ago, but it is said that he was thrown out of the door by him, and I almost scolded my aunt."
"This is unfilial!" Ah Jiu said angrily.