When the little emperor was eating, he saw the man sitting across from him, his expression a little stiff.
Wasn't he preparing to usurp his throne in the imperial city
Why are you here
Not usurped
"Your Majesty." Rong Jie asked politely, "Is there something wrong with Wei Chen?"
The little emperor put down his chopsticks with a snap: "Why is General Rong here?"
"The Empress Dowager and Her Majesty have been away from Beijing for several months, and Wei Chen is not at ease, so he came to escort him." Rong Ji's reason was so legitimate that the little emperor almost believed it.
"I let you supervise the country!"
"The Prime Minister is still here, Your Majesty can rest assured."
"… "
The little emperor finally persuaded himself that he would not return to the imperial city and be an idle son.
Anyway, the mother has money, so he has no problem being a playboy.
Now that Rong Ji suddenly appeared, his dream was instantly shattered.
The little emperor was so sad that he didn't eat any food, and ran away in a sullen mood.
However, he came back soon, sitting on the table, staring at Rong Ji.
Rong Ji: "..."
Chuzheng didn't know what the little emperor was smoking, but it didn't prevent her from eating.
The little emperor waited for Chu Zheng to finish eating, then he snorted coldly and left aggressively.
Chuzheng: "… "
The kids are getting older and don't understand well.
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Rong Ji stayed like this, because the little emperor was there, Rong Ji had a room to himself.
The little emperor appeared from time to time like a ghost, looking at him strangely.
Rong Ji didn't know where he had offended the little emperor... He had no idea that Chuzheng had sold him to the little emperor.
On this day, the little emperor popped his head out from behind the pillar and asked Rong Ji, who was practicing swordsmanship below, quietly.
"General Rong, aren't you going back?"
The sword glowing with cold light pulled out a beautiful sword flower in the air. The man holding the sword turned his wrist, and the long sword was behind his back.
The man kept his brows still, and replied neither humble nor arrogant: "Your Majesty, Wei Chen is here to protect you and the Queen Mother."
"Ah."
The little emperor sneered and waved his sleeves in style: "Yangde, let's go."
Rong Ji: "..."
Chuzheng strolled over from the other side and saw Rong Shi standing in the middle of the courtyard.
"Rong kill."
Rong Ji was probably a conditioned reflex, so he turned around and saluted: "The Queen Mother."
Chuzheng also felt at ease, stepping down the steps: "What are you doing?"
"Wei Chen just met Your Majesty."
"Huh?" And then what
"Your Majesty... a little strange." Rong Ji didn't know how to describe it.
The behavior of the little emperor these days is really weird, and he appears out of nowhere.
Chuzheng sat on the stone bench in the courtyard and said the little emperor's heart: "He thinks you are going to rebel in the imperial city, so he doesn't have to go back."
Rong Ji: "..."
The first emperor was a son like a little emperor. Unlike other emperors, he was born with a few brothers eyeing each other. If you don't fight, you don't know how to die in the end.
He was pampered and grew up, and his mind to fight for power and profit was much less.
Before the late emperor left, he had been thinking about how to play and how to be foolish all day long.
"General Rong, otherwise, go back and make a rebellion." Chu Zheng urged Rong Shi.
"Weichen dare not." Rong Ji suddenly bent down and saluted: "The Queen Mother is on top, how dare Weichen rebel."
"Your ambition is gone?"
"Wei Chen's ambition is to be the Queen Mother."
Rong Ji's response was fluent, just like he had been trained.
"Then hug me."
"??" What does this have to do with their conversation.
"Come on." Chuzheng urged him.
"The Queen Mother..." Rong Ji whispered, "Would you like to hug me at night?"
Chuzheng: "No."
Night is night, now is now, how can they be confused.
Little things can't lie to me!
"… "
Rong Ji looked around and saw that there were not many people in the mansion, but because there were not many people, no one knew that someone suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Under Chu Zheng's gaze, Rong Ji could only walk over and hug her.
Just a moment.
Before Chu Zheng could do anything, Rong Ji had already let go of her.
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spring.
The winter snow melts and the earth revives.
The little emperor returned to the imperial city with the coffin of the empress dowager.
The queen mother contracted a cold on her way back to Beijing. She fell ill and died before returning to the imperial city.
The ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were shocked.
The following month, General Rong, who was already in power, resigned from office.
Sitting on the dragon chair, the little emperor looked at the huge golden palace, and always felt that something was missing.
He turned his head to look at the curtain that had not been removed, and left the Golden Palace after a long while.
"Your Majesty, are you going to the imperial study?"
Eunuch Yangde followed the little emperor and asked cautiously.
The little emperor hummed and walked in the direction of the imperial study.
What was waiting for him in the imperial study was the small mountain high Zhezi, which gave him a headache.
"Is the wedding date of the emperor coming?" the little emperor asked suddenly.
"Yes, on the ninth day of this month."
The little emperor nodded: "Go find some good things and send them to the emperor."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the slave will do it well."
The little emperor looked at the words on the book and murmured: "The mother should be back."
On the wedding day of Princess Yudie, the little emperor sent them off in person, and then went to the mansion to preside over the wedding in person.
However, the little emperor did not see Chuzheng, only a few large boxes that Chuzheng sent back—all for Princess Yudie.
The little emperor stood by the side unhappy, considering whether to take a box away.
Eunuch Yangde said by the side: "Your Majesty, yours has been sent back to the palace."
"real?"
"The slaves dare not talk nonsense."
The little emperor is happy now, the mother has not forgotten him.
The little emperor happily went back to see what Chuzheng had given him, but when he opened it, it was full of books... Except books, books!
The queen is the devil!
"Your Majesty, the Minister of the Household is asking to see you."
"No." The little emperor angrily slammed the small book: "He asked me for money as soon as he came, where did I have so much money!"
"… "
The Minister of the Ministry of Commerce did not leave, and the little emperor hummed for a long time, but he still had to see him.
As the little emperor said, the Minister of the Household is here again to ask for money.
"I have no money!"
"But... Your Majesty, it was all before..."
"What is it?"
Minister Tobu shivered, and answered bravely.
Only at this time did the little emperor know that Chuzheng gave a lot of money, and during that time, the additions to the palace, along with all the expenses, were all from her.
Little Emperor: "..."
The little emperor threw out the minister of the household.
Two words - no money.
-
Three years after the little emperor came to power, he set up a department of inspections, which was in charge of corruption and other matters of courtiers.
For a while, corrupt officials from all over the world were in turmoil, and they acted with their tails between their tails, fearing that people from the inspection department would come to them.
These people are not open and aboveboard, they are sneaky, and they will suffer if they are not careful.
Three years after the establishment of the Inspection Division, officials from all over the country worked hard for the people, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, the treasury was full, and the world was at peace.
Chuzheng was very worried about this.
The little emperor didn't even write to ask for money!
"Isn't it good to not write a letter? It proves that His Majesty has grown up." Rong Ji said, "This is a good thing."
"I have money." As a mother, I can share the worries of my cheap son!
"...I've always wanted to ask, where did you get so much money?"
"The emperor gave it."
Rong Ji chuckled: "Where did the late emperor give you so much money?"
Chu Zheng opened his mouth and said nonsense: "Private house money."
Rong Ji: "..."
Rong Ji never asked Chuzheng where the money came from, but her money never stopped.