There are only four words for men, they like the new and hate the old.
It doesn’t matter whether you are old or young, honest or bad, knowledgeable or incompetent, they will all be beaten.
It rained all night in spring, and hundreds of flowers bloomed deep in the path. When the sky broke at dawn, the clouds and rain stopped.
"ah..........!"
Outside Zhang Rong'er's palace, in the duty room next to the door, Xiao Shunzi was so sleepy that he yawned with tears in his eyes. But halfway through the yawn, he immediately covered his mouth and suppressed it.
The little girl was sitting on the Arhat's bed. Her ponytails were slightly messy, and the neat streamers on her forehead were also tangled. Her eyes were dull, and there were dark circles under her eyes from staying up late. She looked very pitiful.
In the bedroom, there was the emperor's grandson and her young lady. As a little girl who was married into the palace, she naturally had to take on the responsibility of keeping vigil.
"Shunzi!" There was a soft call from outside, and the bastard opened the door curtain and tiptoed in. "You haven't gotten up yet?" After saying that, the bastard was startled when he saw Xiao Shunzi's appearance, "What are you.
.....Didn't you sleep a wink all night?"
"Uncle Wang, I really want to sleep, but what happened inside last night, oh my god!" Seeing the bastard, Xiao Shunzi felt like he had found a savior, and directly pulled the other person to complain, "The bed board is banging.
, I finally got through the first half of the night, and I just took a nap. Your Highness started howling like a wolf..."
"You don't know what to say!" The shameless bastard covered Xiao Shunzi's mouth and said in shock, "These words are also what you said!" Then, he listened to the noise in the bedroom and gave the little girl a chestnut, "
You are a big girl now, don’t be embarrassed!"
"Your Highness already screamed, what's so embarrassing about this?" The little girl looked innocent and blinked her big eyes.
"Don't talk nonsense about this!" The bastard stamped his feet shamefully, "Besides, what do you know?"
Xiao Shunzi frowned and thought, "Uncle Wang, do you understand?"
"Miscellaneous family!" The bastard was so ashamed that he couldn't breathe anymore. He shook his head and took out a paper bag from his sleeve and handed it over, "You have been here all night. You must be hungry! Make up for it with a few mouthfuls!"
"What is this... osmanthus cake!" Xiao Shunzi suddenly smiled, "Uncle Wang, you are so kind to me!" After saying that, he stuffed two pieces of cake into his mouth, and his cheeks immediately looked like squirrels.
Yes, it moves up and down.
The bastard looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of love, and said softly, "Slow down, no one will compete with you." Then he said, "I told you many times, you can't take me at once when you enter the palace.
For me, I want to say slave!"
"Didn't I just say that after meeting you?" Xiao Shunzi said vaguely, "I'm not stupid. I know how to behave like others!"
"You and the Za family don't know how to measure your feelings!" The bastard laughed softly.
Then he looked at the sky and listened carefully, with a look of worry on his face.
In the past, no matter which noble place His Highness stayed at, he would have already gotten up at this hour. Why can't he afford it today?
His Highness has just returned to the capital, and there may be many ministers waiting to be summoned. If the official business is delayed, those ministers will not dare to blame the emperor's grandson. But when they scold him as a eunuch, they will not be lenient at all.
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly saw the copper bell hanging on the door beam and tied with a string moving slightly.
Bang bang, the bastard clapped softly and cleared his throat, "Your Highness is up, hurry up and serve!"
Outside the palace, people from the palace who had been preparing for a long time filed in holding various utensils and toiletries.
The bastard bowed shamefully and shouted outside the door curtain of the bedroom, "Your Highness, the slaves have come in!"
"Yeah!" Zhu Yunxi's voice of agreement came from inside, as if he was still a little awake.
Lifting the door curtain, the slaves slowly entered.
Zhu Yunxi was sitting on the bed barefoot, still with his eyes closed. Zhang Ronger, who was full of shyness, was half-kneeling behind him.
Half of his fair arms were exposed from the silk coat. He was holding a jasper comb in his hand and was carefully combing Zhu Yunxi's hair.
"My slave, please cleanse your Highness's face!"
The soft towel gently wiped his cheek, and Zhu Yunxi seemed to wake up a lot. When he opened his eyes, two little palace maids, one holding a mirror and the other holding a towel, knelt in front of him.
In the mirror she held up, Zhang Ronger's delicate face was reflected.
As if feeling Zhu Yunxi's gaze, Zhang Ronger's face became even more shy, and she lowered her head, half of her face being covered by her silky hair.
"Secretly, the sound of rooster crow is not far away. The beautiful woman got up and half covered her face. She brushed her hair away and saw her true face. Last night's spring rain faintly appeared!"
Zhu Yunxi smiled and blurted out a poem.
Zhang Ronger paused, but she was so embarrassed. But she was thinking in her mind, whose poem is this? She is the daughter of a civil servant, and has been familiar with poetry since she was a child. But she has never heard of this poem.
Suddenly, my face instantly felt hot.
This poem is not a good thing at first glance!
"Hey!" Zhu Yunxi grabbed one of Zhang Ronger's hands and said with a smile, "How about this poem? I only wrote it in my lifetime!"
Zhang Ronger said nothing and lowered her head slightly, feeling very shy.
The bastard smiled on the side and said, "Your Highness is a great talent and has great poetry!"
Zhu Yunxi rolled his eyes, "What do you know!"
After combing his hair and washing up, Zhu Yunxi was freshly dressed and radiant.
Afterwards, the palace servants laid out the breakfast meal in the palace.
A long dining table decorated with lacquered flowers, crystal clear white rice porridge, milky white silver scrolls. Stir-fried green bamboo shoots, mushrooms roasted in soy sauce, lentils mixed with sesame sauce, a twist of sesame oil (freshly sprouted soybean sprouts), and a plate of chopped vegetables
Slightly oily pickled duck eggs.
Although there seems to be a lot of variety, they are all served in small plates, and most of them are seasonal dishes, so they are not extravagant.
Zhu Yunxi and Zhang Ronger sat down at the table, looking at the plate of duck eggs, Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but smile, "Speaking of which, this is the reason why you and I are connected!"
It also reminds me of the past, when Zhang Ronger’s eyes were full of tenderness. When we saw her on the river embankment that day, it seemed like just yesterday.
"You were tired last night, eat more!" Zhu Yunxi personally served Zhang Ronger a bowl of porridge and said with a smile.
In an instant, the fire cloud on the latter's face burned directly to his neck.
After breakfast, while everyone was prostrating, Zhu Yunxi went towards the East Palace in high spirits. There was no court meeting today, so he wanted to summon his ministers to inquire about government affairs at Jingren Hall.
Not long after walking out, he saw Pu Bucheng leading a group of palace servants and carrying several boxes, approaching him.
"Old Pu, where are you going?" Zhu Yunxi stopped and asked with a smile.
"Your Majesty, my servant!" Pu Bucheng bowed respectfully first, and then said with a smile, "Several emperors and grandsons from Prince Yan's residence will go to Beijing to study soon, and I will go and clean up the courtyard where the Prince lived! That place is free.
It’s been a few years, so I’ll take someone to tidy it up!”
The three brothers are going to Beijing!
When he thought of King Yan's three sons, Zhu Yunxi's mind came to mind: the honest but shrewd fat man, the second son with his neck raised, and the third son of their family who acted like a fox and a tiger.
King Yan?
Zhu Yunxi snorted in his heart and pondered for a moment, "Since it has been idle there for many years, why not change it to another place!" Then he asked, "It should be okay if you report back to Grandpa Huang!"
"What's the big deal! Your Highness Chrysostom, I will just do as you are told!"
"Prince Huai lived in the prince's residence for some time before he became a vassal. It was just renovated a few years ago. Let them live there!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "By the way, who did the emperor send to Peking to pick up their three brothers?"
Pu Bucheng bowed and said, "This is Governor Xu, Duke of Wei!"
"Xu Huizu is gone?"
"Grandpa Huang is really..."
Zhu Yunxi felt funny in his heart. Xu Huizu was not close to King Yan, but he was also the biological uncle of King Yan's three sons. The old man was really good at using people.
Presumably, King Hou Yan's expression will be particularly wonderful when the time comes.
Then we went to the East Palace, where all the ministers had arrived.
"I'm going to pay homage to His Royal Highness, the Emperor's Grandson!"
Zhu Yunxi walked through the kneeling courtiers and sat down on the throne. "Sit down and give me a seat!"
Most of the ministers summoned today are from the East Palace department. Ling Han, the Minister of Civil Affairs, Fu Youwen, the Ministry of Household Affairs, Li Yuanming, the Ministry of Rites, Liu Sanwu, a member of the Zhongshushe, Gao Wei, the inspector and censor, Fang Xiaoru, a scholar of the Imperial Academy, and others.
These people all have one characteristic: they are iron-headed!
"Have you read the manuscripts I sent to you in Huai'an a few days ago?" Zhu Yunxi asked directly.
"But what about Huangzhuang and Xungui Manor?" Ling Han said first, "I have read your Highness's handwritten edict carefully three times. In Fengyang Zhongdu, Huangzhuang has too much land, which may not be a blessing to the people!"
"Well, you can submit a letter to this matter at the meeting tomorrow!" Zhu Yunxi said, "You can share the shortcomings with Grandpa Huang and the orphan, even if the words are more violent, there is no harm!"
As people mature with age, after hearing what Zhu Yunxi said, Ling Han knew that it must be the emperor's grandson who wanted him to fight in advance.
"I obey the decree!" Ling Han said, pretending to be hesitant, "It's just that we only talk about the imperial village, not the land of honor..."
"Everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "The imperial village comes first, and the others come last!"
After hearing what he said, everyone immediately understood.
Everyone's eyes were bright, and the civil service group could finally take aim at the nobles.