When encountering such a situation, the smartest thing to do is not to resist and follow along. Anyway, He Changan can go to the emperor to report a letter for her. Instead of struggling and being forcibly taken away, she might as well go directly.
He Chang'an probably also understood her thoughts, relaxed his body, and didn't plan to move anymore.
Prince Xi smiled and made a "please" gesture to her.
Hua Chun flicked his sleeves coolly, and walked forward.
This is in the palace, the emperor is also with the queen mother, even if Prince Xi really wanted to kill her, he would not do it so blatantly. So this trip, at least safety can be guaranteed, it depends on what he wants to say.
Watching them leave, He Changan immediately went to Zichen Hall.
There are already many people in the temple, all of whom have come to report important matters. Yu Wenjie's face was a little pale, he leaned on the dragon chair and listened, nodding from time to time.
With such a serious atmosphere, it was impossible for him to go up and talk about private matters, so He Changan stood by and waited.
Boyang Palace is much more majestic than Huachun imagined, and not much worse than Zichen Palace. It can be seen that the Empress Dowager really loves Prince Xi in every possible way. Except for the throne, she did not give him everything else. .
As soon as you step in, you will see Yingge Yanwu. The guards around Prince Xi have withdrawn a lot, but the women have not withdrawn at all. Although they are all dancers in the palace, they are basically reserved for Yu Wenxi.
"My lord, let me come over to watch the singing and dancing?" Hua Chun raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Yu Wenxi looked at him with a smile: "Prime Minister doesn't like it?"
"It's not that I don't like it, but, I still have something important to tell my majesty, so it's not good to come here halfway to have fun?"
"The prime minister is working hard for the country every day, and it is good to relax once in a while. Even if the emperor knows, he will not blame him." He said: "Sit down with peace of mind, this king still wants to have a good chat with the prime minister."
Hua Chun was silent, and sat down with a serious face.
The dancing girl waving her sleeves walked around in front of him in a few steps, and cupped her hands to serve the wine: "I have admired the Prime Minister's name for a long time, and I am honored to meet you today. Toast a glass of wine, and I hope the Prime Minister will not dislike you."
Smiling slightly, Hua Chun looked at her and said: "I'm going to face the saint later, so it's not suitable to drink, Miss forgive me."
The dancer was stunned for a moment, but Prince Xi beside him smiled: "Prime Minister is really a rare person in the imperial court who is not greedy for women. This woman's appearance is the first among the dancers in Boyang Palace, so she won't be able to catch the prime minister's eyes?"
"My lord Mingjian, I just don't like to do other things when I should be doing business." Hua Chun said sincerely: "Once this happens, my mood will become uncontrollable and very bad, just like now."
Is this blaming him? Yu Wenxi raised his eyebrows, his eagle nose frowned slightly: "Then what should the prime minister do to feel better?"
"It's very simple." Hua Chun smiled: "Just let me go down to Zichen Palace and finish the business."
"He is really a conscientious and good prime minister." Yu Wenxi smiled: "But if you go to Zichen Hall now, I am afraid you have to wait for an hour. There are so many important events in the court today, and the emperor is too busy. The prime minister can relax and relax, so he warmly invites you."
As he said that, he sighed shamelessly: "I didn't expect the prime minister to be ungrateful at all."
Hua Chun laughed twice.
I don't know why, although Prince Xi seems to be much gentler and easier to get along with than the emperor, but she subconsciously feels repelled, she might as well face Yu Wenjie's face, at least she feels at ease.
This Prince Xi, at first glance, looks like the kind of character in TV dramas with a human face and an animal heart plotting evil.
Seeing that he was silent, Yu Wenxi winked at Wu Ji, and in an instant, two fragrant bodies crowded around Hua Chun, one was peeling longan for her, and the other was beating her leg.
Hua Chun felt extremely awkward, and struggled twice: "Young lady respect yourself."
This nima is more courageous than a brothel girl, touching her thigh directly, she panicked, okay
"Haha." Yu Wenxi smiled: "I didn't expect the prime minister to be as cautious with women as the rumors say. How can this be done? You serve the prime minister well. As long as the prime minister has a sip of wine, I will reward you with a tael of silver and a bite of food." , and also reward one or two silver."
Hua Chun's face darkened, looked at him and said, "My lord! This minister is the official of the imperial court!"
"Oh, the imperial court appointed an official." Yu Wenxi nodded with a smile: "This king knows, but there is nothing wrong with the warm hospitality, right? It didn't violate the palace rules, so the prime minister shouldn't be so indifferent."
Huachun: "..."
What does this person want to do
As soon as she heard that there was a reward, the girl next to her went crazy, wishing she could stuff everything on the table into her mouth. Hua Chun dodges left and right, and the girl suddenly grabs her.
Fuck!
Stopping her hand in time, Hua Chun's face turned red, and he really wanted to kick her, but he was afraid that Hua Jinghua would get a bad name for beating women.
Is this to test her body or what? Pairs of Danko-painted hands rubbed against her thighs, and someone wanted to rub against her breasts.
Two fists were no match for four hands, Hua Chun was so anxious that her ears were red, she blocked them while watching the door.
Has He Chang'an arrived at Zichen Hall yet? Yu Wenjie, come and save your life!
Zichen Hall.
Watching a few old ministers chattering slowly for half an hour, talking nonsense, He Changan couldn't take it anymore, frowned and said: "The emperor's dragon body is ill, it's not a serious matter, just hand over the paper, let Your Majesty, rest for a while."
A few old officials were upset, looked at him and said, "Could it be that only Hou Ye wants to talk about big things, and the things that the ministers talk about are small things?"
He Chang'an smiled: "Benhou really doesn't think that such things as repairing the city gate in the capital and causing chicken plague are enough to delay the emperor for half an hour, and you can listen to the emperor's order after two sentences. Why do you say so much?"
Still worrying about Hua Jinghua in his heart, his words were inevitably a little heavy, and the people in Zichen Palace all frowned and looked at him for a moment.
"Gong Yuhou doesn't need to be so excited." Yu Wenjie turned to look at him: "But is there anything more important?"
"...No." He Changan closed his eyes: "I just think about the emperor's body."
"That's okay, I can still persist." Yu Wenjie nodded: "Master Liu, continue to talk."
Clenching his hands tightly, He Chang'an turned his head, went directly to the inner hall, found someone to get a pen and paper, wrote a small note, then came back, and stuffed it into the emperor's hand.
"Leave the matter of chicken plague to Jing Zhaoyin, as for the others..."
The emperor opened the note while talking, and after reading the content, he frowned, and then continued calmly: "I want to discuss it with the prime minister, all my loves, go back first."
"Your Majesty, I still have this report." Li Zhongtang stood up and said, "It's about the taxation of this autumn's harvest."
"I like to hear people bring up solutions together." The emperor said indifferently: "Looking at how confident Li Zhongtang is, let's talk about it."
He sat here for so long, listening to what happened, even where the thief happened, but no one gave him advice on what to do.
Such a performance would exhaust the emperor to death, and even if it took a day, it would be impossible to finish it.
So he took Li Zhongtang for surgery.
Li Zhongtang was dumbfounded, still holding the brochure in his hand, neither giving nor not giving, and finally said with a smile: "I just wrote down the situation, first please ask the emperor to read it, as for the plan, I have to discuss it with the prime minister." .”