Jin Wang Dotes on His Concubine

Chapter 145

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Princess Anqing left, and Emperor Hongjing didn't want to continue the discussion, so he said to discuss it another day, and then asked several ministers to step down.

There was silence in the palace room, and Emperor Hongjing sat on the dragon chair, not knowing what he was thinking. The expression was very complicated, some couldn't help laughing, some melancholy, and even a little embarrassment.

Li Dequan stepped forward, put a cup of tea by Emperor Hongjing's hand, and then stood beside him.

Emperor Hongjing picked up the teacup, flicked the tea foam on it, took a sip, and said: "I underestimated him."

Although he didn't name him, Li Dequan knew it was King Jin.

Yes, no one thought that King Jin would be able to accomplish this. It's so impeccable, and Emperor Hongjing has earned enough face. The key point is that Princess Anqing deserves to be born in the royal family. It may be that even if King Jin is trying to coax her, she has to be done, or it may be a kind of wit to take advantage of the trend.

After this scene, Emperor Hongjing's face is full, and Princess Anqing's face is also full. By the way, he also gave credit to King Jin. It can be said to kill three birds with one stone.

"How dare you say that in front of the Eldest Princess? When did I tell him that the Eldest Princess is also a sensible and sensible person... I can't bear to take her house away. If I really can't bear it, I will send him it's..."

While drinking tea, Emperor Hongjing said in distaste. It seems that the tone is quite unhappy, but in fact the corners of the mouth are upturned.

Li Dequan couldn't answer these words, so he could only bend down and smile and said, "His Royal Highness Jin Wang is very clever, so it's not bad for him to grow up."

Emperor Hongjing nodded: "Like Concubine De." She was as transparent, with a clear mind.

Speaking of Concubine De, Emperor Hongjing paused for a moment with his finger touching the tea lid, and time flew back in an instant. He seemed to be thinking a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything at all. He squeezed the tea lid and flicked the tea soup before taking a sip.

After taking a sip, he put down the teacup and stood up: "It seems that the day of Concubine De's death is coming soon, let's avoid it."

"yes."

Emperor Hongjing would always mention this sentence every year, and Li Dequan would answer it every year.

How long has Defei been gone? It has been more than twenty years. It is a great blessing for His Majesty to record it for more than twenty years.

Li Dequan was inexplicably moved, and bowed his waist and followed Emperor Hongjing to the layman.

After leaving the door of the main hall, looking up, there is a vast expanse. In the distance, there are rolling ridges, layers of cornices, yellow glazed tiles, dots of golden light on them, all of which seem very insignificant at this time.

In the whole world, only the emperor can look down on all this with a deep and dignified gaze.

Emperor Hongjing stood for a while, then planned to leave.

As soon as he raised his foot, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Prince Hui's son Zhao Zuo walking from the corridor in front of the palace. It seemed that he saw a man in a bright yellow dragon robe standing in front of the hall from a distance. He quickened his pace, and when he came to Danbi Stone, he trotted up the steps of the hall.

He raised his head, walked lightly, with a look of surprise, surprise, and respect on his face.

From top to bottom, it's unobstructed.

"It's Prince Hui's son." Li Dequan said jokingly.

Emperor Hongjing only paused for a moment, and then walked away, as if he didn't see this scene, nor did he seem to hear what Li Dequan said.

Li Dequan smirked slightly, this prince Hui has been running too much into the palace recently, no wonder His Majesty doesn't want to see him.

Seeing that the people in front of the palace were about to leave, Zhao Zuo subconsciously wanted to call out, but then remembered that random noise is not allowed here.

He ran up, out of breath, but the person he wanted to see had already left.

Didn't the emperor's grandfather see him

Princess Anqing actually agreed to the Noble Mansion.

Ever since this matter started to stir up trouble, countless people have paid attention to it. The two sides are at loggerheads, one is the eldest princess, and the other is the court hero. No one knows whether the imperial power is supreme or the hearts of the heroes are not chilled.

A seemingly simple thing, in fact, is not simple.

Forcibly demolishing the Princess Mansion means that there is no seniority, it is against ethics, and it is unfilial. The emperors of all dynasties have ruled the world with filial piety. But if the hearts of the heroes are chilled, the hearts of countless officials and thousands of soldiers will be chilled. In the future, who will be willing to go through life and death for the great cadres, and be completely heartbroken.

Later, the matter spread to King Jin, and everyone said in private that King Jin might be in trouble this time. Whether things are successful or not, he will stop here in the future.

But, who can be blamed? If you are to blame, blame the Holy Majesty, without the acquiescence of the Holy Majesty, I am afraid that the Secretary of the Ministry of Industry would not dare to assign this errand to King Jin.

To put it bluntly, the Holy One is pushing King Jin to take the blame.

It's just that to everyone's surprise, Jin Wang actually managed this matter.

Without moving a single soldier, even without everyone knowing, the matter will be done. If Princess Anqing hadn't gone to the palace to cry with great fanfare, no one would have known that the old woman had changed her mind.

As for why he changed his mind, no one knows, maybe King Jin knows. All in all, this incident made King Jin a big hit in Beijing.

Just when there was a lot of discussion about this matter outside, King Jin asked the Ministry of Industry for leave.

There is no reason.

The Ministry of Industry didn't say anything, and even said that Mr. Zhao had worked hard and asked him to take a rest for a few days.

King Jin then went back, and stayed idle in the mansion for three consecutive days, Yaoniang advised him to go on duty.

"It's almost enough. How can I stay in the Ministry of Industry after it's too much."

King Jin did not speak, with a lazy attitude. At this time, he was half leaning on the big kang, with one leg stretched out and the other slightly bent, and he was reading an idle book.

There is a cat lying beside her legs, it is Hua Hua.

Huahua has changed a lot now. When she was brought back by Xiaobao earlier, she was no bigger than a palm. Now his body is more than twice as long and twice as wide as before.

Became a little fat cat.

It was also Chun'er and Qiu'er who were rare about it. There was never a shortage of food in Rongxi Courtyard, and naturally there was no shortage of pets from the young master. When I was young, I drank goat's milk, and when I was older, I had three meals of fish soup and rice a day. When I was bigger, I had to eat three or four small crucian carps that were five inches long, without adding other miscellaneous snacks.

This cat is also strange, it will eat anything. But everything that Xiaobao feeds is as big as chicken leg buns, as small as some fruit snacks.

Huahua eats grapes very well, and even vomits grape skins after eating grapes.

This skill made Huahua look like a god cat in the eyes of all the servants in Rongxi Courtyard. It hurts up and down, and the pain makes it fatter.

The most obvious manifestation is that Huahua dared to pester King Jin.

Huahua has liked King Jin since she was young, and has a mysterious obsession with him. But at that time, I was still young, and I couldn't even cross the threshold. When I grew up, I was able to run back and forth from room to room, and I liked to crawl around King Jin's legs and meow.

Whenever King Jin came to Rongxi Courtyard, he would follow him wherever he went. At first, King Jin was annoyed by its fur and would not let it get close to him. After being entangled many times, he gradually began to ignore it. Drilling his leg, he kicked it away.

Of course, it was a very light kick, similar to pushing away. But Huahua is a shameless rambunctious cat, as long as King Jin pushes it with the toe of his boot, it will crawl on King Jin's boot, clinging to his shoe with its paws.

After pestering like this, Huahua could finally stay by King Jin's side. Occasionally, when King Jin was lying on the kang, it would sneak up to lie beside him, and would not throw it down with the soft flesh around its neck. However, there is still one place Huahua has not been able to conquer, and that is the bed of Yaoniang and King Jin. It has tried twice, but it failed without exception.

Seeing Yaoniang talking, Huahua raised her body and meowed at her.

That meant that if he didn't go, he wouldn't go, and we couldn't stay together.

Yaoniang didn't understand cat language, so she continued to say to the King of Jin: "By the way, the Duke of Zhenguo sent me an invitation post asking me to take Xiaobao as a guest. It was posted by Mrs. Shizi."

"You can go. Sun Meng is not an ignorant person, and that day at the gate of the palace, the woman came to thank her with her child in her arms. It is estimated that everyone in the palace knows the ins and outs. You have acquaintance with his wife, and me and Zhen Guogong There is no necessary connection with the government."

Yaoniang wanted to ask exactly this, and as she gradually started going in and out of various mansions, she gradually understood what it means to avoid suspicion. It's a bit like when they were young, the adults of the two families quarreled, so the children of the two families didn't play together.

But now there is one more thing, in order to avoid suspicion in front of Emperor Hongjing, he can't play with those who hold important positions, so as not to attract unnecessary suspicion.

So Yaoniang had to ask clearly.

"Since this is the case, I can rest assured that I will go tomorrow."

The next day, Jin Wang went to the Ministry of Industry, and Yao Niang went to the Zhen Guogong Mansion.

Mrs. Qiao lives in Xianruo Pavilion, which is a courtyard with two entrances. This is the sole residence of the son of the prince. The first entrance is the study of the son of the emperor and the place for receiving guests, and the main room after the entrance is the Xianruo hall.

When Yaoniang got off the sedan chair, she saw Mrs. Qiao leading Xiao Yueyue at the door.

"It's too polite to let you welcome me."

"This is what it should be. I hope the side concubine doesn't think I'm being rude."

The two brought each other into the room, and saw a piece of low-key luxury with elegance. It can be seen that Mrs. Qiao is a talented person. The piano table and chess board under the window, behind the doffing veil, there is a large painting table, on which there are various thick and thin paintbrushes, and there are many scrolls inserted in several large vats.

The calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are also written by women, and you can tell that they are her masterpieces.

Seeing Yaoniang's gaze on the calligraphy and painting on the wall, Qiao Shi smiled shyly: "I made you laugh, I even said that I wouldn't hang it up, my son insisted on letting me hang it up, there is no need to make people laugh."

Yao Niang withdrew her gaze, and said to her enviously: "How can it make people laugh? One look at Madam and you can tell that she is a learned and talented person. Reading can be sensible, and piano, chess, calligraphy and painting can cultivate sentiment. They are all excellent things. It's just that I was born Han Wei, I only knew a few words back then, but I couldn't learn them when I wanted to."

What Yao Niang said was a little too sincere, and she didn't hide her background at all. In fact, this is also the case. Su Xiucai is full of sour Confucianism, and he does not agree with women's study. Women's lack of talent is virtue. If it weren't for him being a talented scholar, it would be too shameful for his daughter to be illiterate, and it would never be Yaoniang's turn to be able to read and write.

The two daughters of the Su family, Hui Niang, can only read a few words because she doesn't like this way. Yaoniang likes it, but she learned from Su Xiucai for two years. When Yaoniang can read, Su Xiucai is not willing to teach her anymore. Later, Yaoniang secretly read Su Xiucai's books.

Qiao Shi didn't expect that this woman who looked a bit too coquettish and had a bad reputation outside had such a personality.

In fact, she posted the post to Yaoniang, but because of what she said that day, she just wanted to go through the motions, and didn't intend to have a deep friendship. Looking at it now, this side concubine Su is not as good as in the legend, she is a very honest and honest person.

Thinking of this, Qiao Shi laughed a little. How could she have become the kind of person she hated. You must know that the outside world talking about her is not very nice, but she is not the kind of person those people say.

"If the side concubine doesn't mind, I can teach you."

"Really?" Yaoniang looked at Qiao's eyes shining brightly.

Qiao Shi was amused by her, "Of course. In fact, if the side concubine wants to learn, she can invite a female gentleman to come to the house." There is no need to see Lie Xinxi like this at all.

Although Qiao knew that this adjective was inappropriate, Yaoniang really gave her this feeling.

Yao Niang was a little surprised: "Ah, can it still be like this? I don't know, I've only heard of some rich and noble families before, and they can invite a female teacher to come to teach, but I didn't expect..."

As she spoke, she blushed, and her words fell silent. Now she can be called a wealthy person, to put it bluntly, she still hasn't changed her mind.

Both of them understood the meaning of this, and as they looked at each other and smiled, they couldn't help but feel closer.

And while Yaoniang was talking with Qiao Shi, the two younger ones also talked to each other.

After entering the house, Xiaobao threw away Yuchan's hand and moved closer to Xiaoyueyue.

Xiao Yueyue still remembers Xiaobao, that little son from Prince Lu's mansion dragged her, it was his little brother who saved her. In Xiaowa's heart, you helped me, we are people of one country. Yueyue held Xiaobao's hand without any fear, saying that she wanted to bring him pastries.

Because every time Yueyue sees her mother to entertain the children, that's how she treats them.

Because of this, the two adults were talking at the side, and when it came to getting up, Qiao led Yaoniang to the study, took out the scroll from the painting jar, and unfolded it for her to read. And the two little people sat together on the big kang, eating cakes together.

Yueyue greeted Xiaobao like an adult, and Xiaopang pushed the plate with pastries towards Xiaobao: "Brother Xiaobao, try this steamed chestnut flour cake with sweet-scented osmanthus sugar, which is made by the cook brought from the south." , It's delicious." The last sentence shows the essence of snack food, which Qiao's entertainers don't know how to say.

Xiaobao is already eating a piece of Ruyi cake in his hand. Qiao's dim sum here are all the style of Jiangnan, small, delicate and delicious. It's not that Xiaobao has never eaten in his previous life, but he drank too much medicine and food in his previous life and didn't know the taste, and there were many things that were not suitable for his body to eat, so he occupies the position of prince and enjoys the delicious food in the world. not much.

He pretended to be prudent and finished the cake in his hand in two bites, and took another piece of steamed chestnut flour cake with sweet-scented osmanthus sugar. He thought he was very stable and slow, but he didn't know that because he was so small, his behavior subconsciously gave people a very cute feeling. So not only Xiao Yueyue laughed, but also the two girls next to her.

Yueyue glared at the two girls: "Rumeng, Ruhua, you two are not allowed to laugh at Brother Xiaobao." Then she said to Xiaobao: "Brother Xiaobao, take your time, don't worry." At the end, she I couldn't help laughing, because there was a piece of pastry crumbs on Xiaobao's raised chubby face.

"Don't move, I'll wipe it for you."

She squeezed a small handkerchief, and leaned over to wipe Xiao Bao's face. The little finger is slightly raised, and the posture is graceful. Babies at this age have the strongest ability to imitate, especially those closest to them. It can be seen that Yueyue learned it from her mother.

However, Qiao's made it elegant and beautiful, and Yueyue's made it added a sense of humor. It's not that it's not good-looking, anyway, let Xiaobao look at it anyway.

His heart was pounding and he closed his eyes subconsciously, but he didn't feel anything, so he just listened to what Yueyue said.

Seeing Xiaobao opened his eyes, Yueyue said, "I'll wipe it for you."

how so fast Wipe for a while longer!

It's a pity that no one can hear the cry in Xiaobao's heart. He took a bite of the chestnut flour cake and glanced at Yueyue: "Can you not call me brother Xiaobao?"

Yueyue is a good girl, so she asked: "Then what is my brother Xiaobao's name if I don't call you?"

"Anything can be done, don't call me brother anyway."

"But you are younger than me. My mother said that a girl who is younger than me is called a younger sister, and a boy is called a younger brother."

"I'm just a little younger than you. I'm almost two years old. You're not three years old, so you're two years old. You see, we're about the same age."

"But I'm almost three years old." Yueyue remembers what her mother said to herself.

"It can't be counted like this. It doesn't count until we arrive. You see, we are both two years old. If you call me by my name in the future, I will call you by my name." Xiaobao said forcefully.

Yueyue doesn't know how to count, so she can only nod her head: "Okay then, what shall I call you in the future?"

"Xiaobao..." After finishing speaking, Xiaobao subconsciously shook his head. The name Xiaobao is too imposing and domineering, how can his future daughter-in-law call him by her baby name. He thought for a while, and said solemnly: "My name is Zhao Chen, you can call me Brother Chen from now on."