Tong Qing'e opened her eyes and found herself sleeping on the big bed with a layer of dress neatly placed on the edge of the pillow. She turned her head and saw the emperor sitting on the chair with a tired face after waking up.
She got up in a hurry, put on a dress and went to serve the emperor, her mind was confused, she couldn't remember what happened last night, and while there was still a little time, she couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty... did you sleep well last night? ?"
"It's okay." Han Ruzi yawned.
"Your Majesty..."
Han Ruzi looked straight, "I don't want to mention what happened last night, I hope you can forget it too."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will forget..." Tong Qing'e was still at a loss, not knowing what she should forget.
Han Ruzi was pretending to be mysterious. Last night, he moved Tong Qing'e to the big bed and slept on the couch by himself. After practicing reverse breathing for a while, he fell asleep after a while. After waking up, his breathing was normal.
Tong Qing'e opened the door and called in other eunuchs and palace maids. From then on, she could no longer talk to the emperor at will.
Han Ruzi looked out of the corner of his eye and saw an old eunuch he had never seen before. Everyone else was carrying things for washing. He was the only one holding a pen in one hand and a booklet in the other, as if he wanted to record something. Tong Qing'e hesitated at him. Shaking his head, the old eunuch turned and left without saying a word.
Han Ruzi didn't know that this person was a eunuch who specialized in recording the emperor's daily affairs, but he guessed one thing: his tricks and mysteries didn't work, Tong Qing'e could remember what happened last night, and he will try his best to teach the couples tonight. way.
This has become a major problem facing Han Ruzi, more urgent than anything else.
The morning class was taught by another old gentleman, which made me drowsy. These days, the two eunuchs have also been slack, and quietly dozed off against the door frame with nothing else. on.
Han Ruzi knelt on the brocade mat and gently woke the East Sea King with a book.
The King of the East Sea abruptly sat up, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to look at the emperor angrily.
"How did you sleep last night?" Han Ruzi asked in a very low voice.
The old gentleman on the opposite side closed his eyes slightly, shook his head, and spit out a sentence of ancient prose in his mouth. Whether it was the wind outside the window, the snoring in the room, or the voice of the young man, it did not affect him.
"Sleep... It's just, as usual, it's just getting up too early and a little sleepy. Why, you want to sue? Who can listen to this kind of class?" Donghai Wang's voice was raised and lowered immediately.
"No, I mean who served you in the room last night?"
"A palace maid, I don't know who it is." The King of the East Sea had asked his name, but he had long since forgotten it.
"Zhao Jinfeng." Han Ruzi still remembered.
"Yeah, what are you trying to say?"
"It's nothing, it's just boring." Han Ruzi changed his mind and asked the East Sea King for help. It might cause more trouble.
The King of the East Sea was full of doubts, and it didn't take long for him to lie down and sleep again.
There was nothing new in the Hall of Diligence. The war was more complicated than the emperor had imagined before. The ministers were all talking about expropriating civilians, transporting grain, building roads, and mobilizing horses. There were not many things really related to the war. , listen to what they mean, it takes at least half a month of preparation to fight against the Qi army. The same is true for the Qi country, which is waiting for reinforcements in the east of Luoyang, and is temporarily unable to move westward.
Therefore, Han Ruzi had a lot of time to quietly practice the reverse breathing method. After most of the day, he didn't feel anything except that his belly was a little stiff.
In the afternoon, Han Ruzi proposed to learn Hundred Steps Boxing, which was unanimously approved by the attendants. They were tired of Meng Che's long lectures and occasional sharp boxing techniques, and they all wanted to practice, even if it was a very ordinary boxing technique.
Meng Che had no reason to disagree, so he invited Zhang Yanghao, the grandson of Marquis Piyuan, to practice boxing.
Zhang Yanghao's grandfather and father were both in the army of Taifu Cui Hong. They were injured when they were defeated outside Linzi City. There was no news in the past two days.
Meng Che had to go into battle in person, he punched relatively slowly, and explained while practicing, "Hundred-step boxing is easy to learn but difficult to master. There are two kinds of training methods, one is for fighting, and the one is for stability, and the other is for physical fitness. , what I want is coordination of the four bodies and stretching of the muscles and bones. All of you are from a family, studying the classics of literature, and studying the martial arts, the art of war, both of which are the skills of thousands of enemies and thousands of enemies. Small skills like boxing can be used to strengthen the body. , you don't have to spend too much worry..."
That being said, most of the attendants are young people, and they are not interested in strengthening the body. After learning a few tricks, they look for each other's opponents.
Meng Che winked and walked with his sister Meng E among the crowd, preventing the attendants from fighting too fiercely, and not allowing anyone to be injured.
Han Ruzi remembered Meng E's words, so he chose the exercise method to strengthen his body, and his movements were soothing and steady, but he learned a few tricks, only three or five tricks in the afternoon. Breathing and movement are not always coordinated.
There was no one around the emperor, only the King of the East Sea remained within ten steps, he was not interested in boxing at all, moved his legs and began to observe the emperor, and after a while he said with a smile: "Your Majesty's boxing is really special, it's not like fighting, and it's not like strengthening your body. Fitness, it's like..." After all, there are outsiders in the room, he said in a low voice: "It's like a turtle turning over."
Han Ruzi ignored him, but it was a good thing that it was difficult, at least it showed that Meng E did not lie to him with empty words.
Meng E never approached the emperor.
The practice of boxing made Han Ruzi forget a lot of troubles, but when the sun finally went down, he still had to return to the Cining Palace to prepare for tonight's challenge.
Although he was very hungry, Han Ruzi was absent-minded when he ate dinner. He quickly put down the dishes and took advantage of the fact that King Donghai was eating and there were more eunuchs and palace maids in the room. He said in a flat tone: "Zhang Youcai, Come and serve me tonight."
Zhang Youcai was a 12- or 13-year-old little eunuch. He was thin and short with a smart face. Hearing the emperor's words, he immediately knelt down and said "Zunzhi".
Han Ruzi guessed that Tong Qing'e would not object in front of so many people.
He guessed right, Tong Qing'e stood on the side honestly, without even raising her head, it was another person who spoke.
An old eunuch who Han Ruzi didn't pay much attention to came out of the queue. He knelt down first, then got up and said, "Is Your Majesty dissatisfied with the palace maid? The old slave will be replaced immediately."
"No no, she's fine." The last thing Han Ruzi wanted to see was someone being punished for him, "I... I wake up more frequently in the past two days, so I need one more person to serve."
The old eunuch nodded, turned to the young eunuch, and said sternly, "Zhang Youcai, be careful!"
Zhang Youcai just stood up for a while, and immediately knelt down on the ground again, "This servant serves His Majesty with all his heart, and dare not be careless."
The old eunuch was satisfied and returned to his original position. Han Ruzi breathed a sigh of relief. There was one more person in the bedroom. Tong Qing'e should not teach the way of husband and wife again.
The East Sea King looked at the emperor while eating, and seemed to see some clues. After a while, he concentrated on chewing again. Although he didn't move much, he was starving.
When it was time to go to bed, the old eunuch ordered people to arrange a floor bed beside the couches, and the young eunuch Zhang Youcai could only sleep here.
Zhang Youcai didn't care, on the contrary, he was very happy, even a little too excited, staring at the emperor's every move, with his hands in front of him at all times, always wanting to go up to help, like a walking stick.
Tong Qing'e made the bed honestly, served the emperor to change clothes, did not speak, did not even make eye contact, and returned to become an ordinary palace maid.
Han Ruzi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He must never give birth to a prince. This is his determination and bottom line. When it comes to his plan, he cannot sleep with any palace maid.
The night passed safely. Han Ruzi felt that he had won a victory, and he was in a good mood the next day. He even listened to the "Book of Changes" that the old man spoke with relish.
But in this secret battle, the emperor was completely on the defensive, but the opponent could change tactics at any time and attack again.
That evening, as soon as he returned to Cining Palace, King Donghai learned that he had moved out of the main room and was going to live in a room in the east wing. I didn't dare to attack directly, so I could only pick and choose between meals. I picked up the meat and didn't put it in my mouth. After a few glances, I threw it on the ground. Immediately, a palace maid came forward to clean it up.
Han Ruzi felt that this was an ominous omen, but the little eunuch Zhang Youcai was still there, with a cheerful and anxious look, and regarded serving the emperor as a great achievement.
When night fell and everyone retreated, the King of the East Sea reluctantly went to the room in the east wing. When he left, he hummed twice. The meaning was obvious: he is the master of the main room, and sooner or later he will take back what he lost.
Zhang Youcai and Tong Qing'e were busy separately, and a floor bunk was placed beside the chair and couch. Han Ruzi was relieved, it seemed that his plan was effective, and he was able to escape the disaster tonight.
He was too happy, just when everything was ready to go to bed, an uninvited guest came, the eunuch Zuo Ji came uninvited again, did not even knock on the door, stood in the middle of the room and looked around, Zhang Youcai and Tong Qing'e immediately became interested to exit.
"Are you okay? I'm going to rest." Han Ruzi hoped to scare him away with the little emperor's authority he had just obtained.
Zuo Ji just smiled, it was a casual and kind smile, but also full of fearlessness and disrespect, "Is your majesty sick?"
"Huh? I'm fine."
"Then why is His Majesty so resistant to women?"
Zuo Ji asked too bluntly, and Han Ruzi blushed, "The Kanto rebellion has not yet been settled, I... I am still young, how can I think about such a thing? Who sent you here?"
Zuo Ji smiled and shook his head, "Your Majesty's concern for the country and the people is admirable. But the Guandong Rebellion can be handed over to the ministers, and there is an empress dowager inside and outside the court, which is foolproof. It is His Majesty's greatest duty to give the couple's salute as soon as possible. "
"I will consider it, but not tonight." Han Ruzi can delay as long as he can, hoping to wait until Yang Feng returns.
The smile on Zuo Ji's face disappeared, "It's tonight, I can't wait any longer."