Wu Zheng walked close to the corner when he left the garden, because the most conspicuous place was not the Qinzheng Hall. If he didn't know what the emperor in the Hall of Encouragement Qinzheng would raise his head for, and saw him, let's do it
Fortunately, there was a goldfish bag bestowed by the emperor. Although I met many Ouchi guards and eunuchs on the side, seeing the goldfish bag hanging from Wu Zheng's waist did not dare to come forward to embarrass him, so that he went smoothly. Lee was out of the palace.
But Wu Zheng’s worries are actually unnecessary, because it’s a bit cold today because it’s a bit cold today. Although it’s already in spring at this time, it’s going to snow on this day. Has Dao Chunhan ever heard of it? I hope not to encounter any bad spring cold, otherwise the productivity of this era will undoubtedly be another disaster for farmers.
The emperor didn't need to farm, but the sudden change of heaven made him unbearable.
The doctor said he had lung disease and coughed badly when he encountered such weather.
Wu Heng, who was really coughing and couldn't stand it, clamored for Xianfan, but who would dare to give him this stuff now, the queen knew about it and had to lie with the royal doctor that Tian Xianshi’s elixir belonged to fire, lungs belonged to gold, and fire. Kejin's taking the elixir at this time was not conducive to the recovery of his majesty's lung disease, so he could just prevaricate the matter.
But Wu Heng, who coughed a long time ago, was like a cracked squeeze, where he still had the heart to deal with government affairs in the palace of Qinzheng, hiding in the harem to recover from illness. As for government affairs, don’t the country still have two prime ministers, right and left
After exiting Yingtianmen, the two official offices of the left and right sides opened in the imperial city. Wu Zheng did not meet Emperor Wu Heng in the palace, but when he was about to leave the gate, he ran into the two sides who were sitting in the office.
To blame the hot water in these two places, their yamen actually opened in opposite directions.
It was very cold today. The two of them were dressed in big jackets, holding a thermos in their hands, and sitting together in the corridor between the two yamen, making tea and drinking. They looked like two incompatible rivals. They were clearly broken sleeves and peaches. Good buddies!
Did you see it? The distance between the two parties is not far, and if you want to go out, you have to pass by the two of them. It seems a bit sad if you don't say hello.
But seeing Luo Qin's evasive eyes, as if he had done something wrong and had no face to see himself, Wu Zheng dismissed the idea.
Unexpectedly, when he left the house, the old fellow Linghu Deshuo stood up and beckoned to invite himself over for tea.
I have to say that this old man doesn't know what panacea he has taken, or he has the skill to keep his face, and he is actually getting younger and younger.
Wu Zheng laughed and said: "The tea from the grandpa's house is very precious, I don't dare to drink it. My grandfather stays for the rest! Let's invite you to drink, Tuyuhun's highland barley wine."
Linghu Deshuo smiled and said: "Knowing that your kid has stayed in Tuyuhun, there is a way to get Tuyuhun's highland barley wine. But as far as the old man knows, if you want to say what kind of highland barley wine is, I really can't agree!"
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Who makes the same wine? The wine that comes out of the kid's hand must be a fine wine."
Linghu Deshuo nodded and smiled: "That's the reason, the old man is waiting!"
He smiled and said goodbye to Linghu Deshuo. As for the brother Luo Qin who always regarded himself as his brother, the two didn't say a word from beginning to end. Instead, they seemed to have a very happy conversation with Linghu Deshuo.
Linghu Deshuo smiled and drank a sip of tea, smiled and watched Wu Zheng's back disappear into the end gate, but he heard Luo Qin say abruptly: "Could this kid really forget that his father and grandfather are How did you die?"
Linghu Deshuo was taken aback, the tea in his hand shook out, and he simply put down the cup and patted the water stains on his body.
Luo Qin smiled and said, "How come Lord Linghu is so old that his hands are shaking?"
Linghu Deshuo chuckled, pointed to his head and said, "Who do you think has more blue silk on our heads?"
Luo Qin said triumphantly: "Is there anything else to say? Naturally it is me."
Linghu Deshuo nodded and asked, "How about a few years later?"
Luo Qin was stunned. Linghu Deshuo clearly turned his head white, but I don’t know when his white head turned back to green, although he is still white now, with very little blackened hair. , But it is undeniable that his blue silk is indeed growing, while his own hair has gradually turned white with the passage of time.
In a few years, what do you mean? Could it be that in a few years he will be dead and he can still live well? Or is it that he will be the one who will really have the last laugh
Linghu Deshuo stopped talking and said with a smile: "The tea is cold and tasteless. I'm going back..."
Wu Zheng left the palace, but it was not at home who was waiting for him at the gate of the palace... (End of this chapter)