Everyone fell silent.
Bian Cheng said meaningfully: "The world belongs to me after all. Even if others take a peek, it still belongs to me."
"Your Majesty, I respectfully invite you to return to the government!" Meng Li said immediately.
The others also shouted.
Bian Cheng looked arrogant and disdainful. He just snorted and said domineeringly: "I'm going to take back my things." Then he turned around and entered the house.
They were left outside the door, and everyone was embarrassed for Meng Li. After all, the emperor's intentions were too obvious, and they had an intuition that the queen was going to be in trouble.
Meng Li didn't feel embarrassed at all and said easily:
"I can finally have a good rest."
Some people are muttering in their hearts, right
Hope you can have a good rest.
When everyone dispersed, Bian Cheng became quiet. Looking at the food that was served, he thought that he couldn't drink anymore because he had to go to court early the next day.
After only two bites of the food, I always felt like something was missing. I couldn’t even finish the food without wine.
He really wanted to drink.
Unable to bear it, Bian Cheng could only tell himself to drink less this time, but when the wine entered his throat, he forgot everything.
I got drunk again and fell asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night and felt that it was really hard to sleep, so I drank some more.
He used to drink day and night, drink when he woke up, and fall asleep when he was drunk. He couldn't adjust to it for a while.
I just drank in the middle of the night and couldn't get up at all the next day. The eunuch shouted outside the door for a long time. Then he carefully went in and looked. He saw him lying in the clothes smelling of alcohol. He pushed and shouted. He finally opened his eyes, but He said very irritably:
"Go away, don't bother me."
"I have a headache."
He closed his eyes again.
The eunuch knew his temper too well, so he could only shut up and dare not speak out.
His delay in getting up made the ministers suffer. They all said that the emperor would finally go to court today, so they all came to the main hall to wait, but after waiting for more than an hour, no one came.
"Would you like to go take a look?" someone asked.
They went to ask the chief eunuch again, but the eunuch could only say cautiously: "The emperor hasn't gotten up yet."
Everyone: "..."
Is this the emperor's attitude when he returns to government
After waiting for another half an hour, Bian Chengshi woke up, dressed casually and went to the court. His beard was unshaven, the corners of his eyes were black and blue, and his figure became thinner. His overall image was really not good.
Everyone took one look and no longer cared about the appearance issue. It was a good thing to come and there was no other requirement.
Everyone began to follow their previous habit of telling Bian Cheng something, asking for his opinions, and discussing it together.
But Bian Cheng hadn't been exposed to these things for a long time and had no idea what they were talking about. He asked them to talk about something from the beginning. They had no choice but to patiently talk about it from the beginning.
It's just that they have this patience, but Bian Cheng doesn't. After listening to it for a while, he felt very irritated.
I really want to drink.
Anyway, he was just sitting here listening, so he might as well drink and listen at the same time, he thought so and did so.
He asked the eunuch next to him to get the wine. When he heard that he was about to get the wine, the eunuch was startled and whispered in his ear:
"Your Highness, this is not possible."
Bian Cheng: "Why not? They also know that I love wine anyway."
They certainly didn't dare to stop him. After all, what they wanted was for an emperor to sit here and prevent the woman in the harem from taking advantage of him.
"Go and get it, or you will die." Seeing that the eunuch was still hesitant, Bian Cheng glared at him.
The eunuch shrank and had no choice but to go get the wine, so while the courtiers were still chattering, the smell of wine suddenly filled the air.
Everyone looked up and saw that the emperor was actually drinking wine in the court hall. His body was not sitting on the dragon chair, but was crooked and could not be placed on it.
Indecent posture.
The Taifu stood up and asked, "What does this mean, Your Majesty?"
"Can't you understand? I'm drinking." Bian Cheng said matter-of-factly:
"Is there a rule that you can't drink alcohol in the court?"
Taifu: "..."
There is no such rule, but no one drinks in the court, but the basic etiquette is that drinking is not allowed.
"It doesn't matter, I won't be drunk, so you just speak slowly, and I listen slowly." Bian Cheng said casually.
The Tutor wanted to say something else, but was pulled back by the person next to him:
"The Emperor finally came back. If he gets angry again, I don't know when he will come back. Maybe he suddenly doesn't adapt. Let's just let him go. I guess he won't do it again in the future."
The Taifu could only remain silent. Looking at the postureless emperor sitting on the dragon throne, he sighed in his heart.
The minister who had spoken before went on to say that the matter was quite complicated. He was worried that the emperor had not heard clearly. He went into more detail and spoke longer. Bian Cheng listened to a few words at first, but then he felt that the more he drank the wine, the more he drank. It's comfortable, especially after you're drunk, and you feel like your soul is ascending to heaven, which is even more wonderful.
He was deeply infatuated with this feeling, and he looked forward to meeting his beautiful soul one day in this situation.
The group of people below were all vague and hazy in his eyes. After the minister finished speaking, he asked him:
"Your Majesty, what do you think of this matter?"
"What's the matter?" Bian Cheng was so drunk that he even forgot what the minister said before.
Minister: “…”
So he talked for a long time, and the other ministers also discussed for a long time. The emperor was stunned and didn't listen to a word.
"You just discussed it, right?" Even though Bian Cheng was confused, he still had a solution in mind. He said:
"Now that we've discussed it, just follow your ideas."
"I think your idea is very good, very good."
The tone was very perfunctory.
Everyone was speechless. Did you hear what they said? Just say it's very good
Isn't this just messing around with the country and the country
"Your Majesty, please listen to me..."
Bian Cheng half-closed his eyes, still shaking the wine glass, staring at the wine inside, and said casually: "Well, you tell me, I'm listening."
“…”
Who is still interested
It really pissed off a lot of people, and it was worse than playing the piano against a cow.
But having said that, Bian Cheng was so unbearable, but he didn't give any interested people a chance to take advantage of him.
After all, it would be easy to attack the emperor if he was simply stupid or had other desires, but he was not. He was good at wine, but no one could give him better wine than those in the palace.
Besides, the emperor was simply drunk every day and had a violent temper. He couldn't listen to a word he said, and those who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to be his favorites had no chance.
There are many incompetent people in the court. They don't have the real ability to get promoted to a higher position. The best way is to get the emperor's favor and try to do what he likes. But in the face of this Bian Cheng, they have no choice. Nothing can be done.
Seeing Bian Cheng's appearance, those who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to gain favor stood up and took the trouble to say it again.