The holiday was over, but Xu Jian still had to get up early to go to court.
When he got up, Lin Yunyan was still asleep.
Xu Jian didn't want to disturb her, she simply wiped her face lightly and went to the study to do the rest.
Wan Yue poured out the water for washing her face, and splashed the still warm water on the cold floor tiles, creating a cloud of white mist.
Mother Ma glanced into the room and asked softly: "Is the princess awake?"
"No," Wan Yue shook her head, "The princess doesn't get up that early."
Mother Ma patted Wan Yue, neither laughing nor spitting.
The original is the original.
Uncle Chengyi's house talks about rules, but it's not just about rules.
The etiquette is thorough and the big head is very tight. Who in the capital doesn't know that this is the most polite and polite family? But there are still many easy-going things about the small head. I heard that it was like this when the previous generations were alive. This is a family, a family.
How boring would it be if the young and old can't relax and be at ease at home?
The old lady also passed down the family inheritance in this way.
When it's time to follow the rules, decide when to study and see your husband. It can't be too late at all.
When it's time to relax, there's no harm in sleeping until three o'clock in the morning. At most, you can jokingly say "I was a thief at night."
In Zai Shou Yuan, greetings are only paid on the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month. It doesn't matter if you come on other days, or if you don't come, there is no need to rush. Of course, you are harmonious and have a good temperament, so most of the time it is quite complete.
The princess didn't get up too early in the mansion, but she rarely stayed late. However, the earlyness of greetings in the mansion was far incomparable to the earlyness of the Duke's appearance at court.
"The Duke didn't say anything, did he?" Mother Ma asked Wan Yue.
Wan Yue thought about it and understood what she meant.
Being married is not as comfortable as being in one's parents' family, and the behavior of a daughter-in-law is naturally not as comfortable as that of a girl. Mother Ma feels sorry for the princess, but she is also afraid that trivial matters may damage the harmony between the princess and the Duke.
"As I said," Wan Yue said, "The Duke asked me to be gentle so as not to disturb the princess."
Grandma Ma burst into laughter.
also.
The young couple is willing to do it themselves, and she, as a nanny, will not offend others.
Who wants to be a white face all day long and be a thankless person?
There are only so many people in the Duke Fu's mansion, and Mrs. Xu obviously doesn't want to be an "evil mother-in-law", so there's nothing to worry about.
Having made up her mind, Mother Ma just pretended that it didn't happen.
On the other hand, Wan Yue found it interesting. When Lin Yunyan got up, she murmured a few words to her: "Mammy was a little nervous, but she was happy when she heard that the Duke of Guo was still taking advantage of her."
Lin Yunyan couldn't help but also smiled.
Speaking of those rules, she definitely had to get up after Xu Jian, or even get up earlier.
But she and Xu Jian really don't need those pretentious things.
We have lived together for such a long time, and we know each other's habits and personalities very well, so we really don't need to put much effort into them.
However, after getting married, she doesn't have nothing to do.
On the dressing table, red seals are already prepared.
On the second day after the wedding, there was a break up in the house. It was a red event and she was rewarded with silver, but it was different today. She would be looking for the nanny in charge later. The ladies talked about things and took over all the big and small matters. It was regarded as the new official taking office.
of silver reward.
This was something Lin Yunyan was familiar with. She knew the personnel in the house and had an account of who was capable and who was loyal.
Furthermore, the house has been in good order over the years, which shows the ability of the managers inside and outside. She does not need to bother to reinvent the wheel.
In this room, Lin Yunyan was talking to Lin Ju. In that room, in the Jinluan Palace, Eunuch Cao announced his "retirement from the court."
The Holy Father got down from his throne and strode out.
Li Shao followed him, pursed his lips tightly, and looked expressionless, but anyone who knew him well could tell that His Highness the Crown Prince was very excited at the moment.
He was even excited. The hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, and his nails were pressed into the palms of his hands to prevent his true emotions from being revealed. He could still maintain a calm appearance.
But his face was flushed, especially his neck, which was so suppressed that his emotions were completely revealed.
Just now, the Holy Father mentioned something in the court meeting, asking him to go back to the six departments to observe the government from tomorrow. He also said that there should be a beginning and an end, so he should start with the Ministry of Rites.
Li Shao was not very comfortable with that "beginning and end". At that time, he was suspended from the Ministry of Rites to observe politics, which was not his own wish.
Although he is not enthusiastic about observing politics in a step-by-step manner and with piles of documents one after another.
But Li Shao himself also knew that as a prince, it was normal for him to watch the government. Sooner or later, he would have to reincarnate. Moreover, the little throne was indeed comfortable, but after going down to the court, he followed his father and the three orphans, wandering around.
There were so many places in the previous dynasty, and it became boring after a long time.
Viewing politics is different.
After spending a day in the Qianbu Corridor, what should he do after going to the Yamen? Isn’t it his decision?
He wanted to go out for a drink, listen to music, and joke with the beauty. At such a young and energetic age, it was not like he had never eaten meat before. It was normal for him to want to relax after holding back for a long time.
However, what really excited Li Shao was "Xu Jian didn't follow".
Xu Jian is still recovering from his leg injury and cannot follow him all day.
Of course, given how much his father valued Xu Jian, when Xu Jian's condition recovers next year, 80% of the time he will still be allowed to follow him, and there is nothing Li Shao can do if he doesn't want to.
In this way, a month of freedom cannot be wasted.
To sum it up, Li Shao actually heard some news about watching the government yesterday. Fang Shaofu mentioned it and heard that it was Xu Jian who suggested it to his father. However, his father did not let go, so Li Shao did not dare to believe it.
Today, my father clearly mentioned Guanzheng, and Li Shao's heart dropped to the ground. When he passed by Xu Jian, he glanced at him and felt that it was "quite pleasing to the eye".
why?
oh.
Maybe it's because I'm married.
Although Ning An followed Xu Jian and found him a few times, Li Shao had been dealing with Ning An since he was a child. He knew that Ning An had a good temper, was sensible and well-behaved, and occasionally had a little temper, so being a younger sister was not annoying.
Anyway, they are more likable than the other brothers and sisters Li Shao comes into contact with.
I guess it was because of Ning An's likability that Xu Jian looked more pleasing to the eye, right?
Sure enough, you still have to marry a wife, and marry a sensible wife. Even Xu Jian can change it, and it looks like she is very proud of herself.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Not only Li Shao felt that Xu Jian was proud of his success, other officials also noticed it.
When the Holy Emperor and the Prince left, the acquaintances would naturally come up to chat with Xu Jian for a few more words.
An Yibo patted Xu Jian on the shoulder: "Seeing that you are so energetic, I feel relieved."
Xu Jian smiled and said, "It's been hard work these days, uncle."
An Yibo waved his hand.
When he was young, he fought on the battlefield. In the past few years, he stayed in the capital. He didn't have much to do. It was as if he was idle. It could be said that he felt uncomfortable all over. The Holy Father arranged these things for him, and his old bones finally felt comfortable.
Moreover, organizing a happy event is also a blessing. The more harmonious and intimate the couple is in the future, the more blessed he, the person who presides over the marriage, will be.
Such good things are hard to find even with a lantern.
"Don't say it, I'm very happy anyway," An Yibo said, "I thought my old wife would be tired, but I didn't know that she was more energetic than me. She enjoyed the fun and excitement, and now she doesn't want to be idle anymore. I've been thinking about it these past two days.
I want to propose marriage to a few young ones and then take care of everything else."
An Yibo's voice was loud, but he did not deliberately suppress it, so the words lingered in the hall as soon as he came out, making many officials laugh.
"Don't just laugh," he said. "If there are any good girls or boys of the same age as my family in the neighborhood, remember to get in touch with them. The matchmaker will give you red envelopes."
As soon as he finished speaking, he laughed again.
King Jin was also laughing. He walked closer with a smile and said, "I don't have children of this age. Otherwise, I really want to be my uncle's in-laws."
An Yibo laughed loudly.
Well, it’s precisely because I don’t have any decent words that I can say it so straightforwardly.
As long as the prince of Jin really has someone of the right age under his knees, the prince dares to say it, and An Yibo doesn't dare to accept it with such a laugh.
King Jin said to Xu Jian again: "You look good."
"Thank you." Xu Jian said.
"This is really a spring breeze on the face, full of energy," King Jin raised his eyebrows, "Compared with this, I am indeed getting older and not as good as before. I am a newlywed, and I have already announced my children's marriage to others."
An Yibo said: "In other words, it's still early for the prince's children to get married, but what I'm talking about are the grandchildren. I'm old, I'm old!"
The atmosphere in this room was quite warm, and some officials nearby did not dare to come forward casually, but only whispered a few words.
"The Duke of Fu is indeed very proud of himself. It's a good thing to be a bridegroom."
"Hey, Mr. Taishan is still standing. A son-in-law must not languish."
"Yes, you have to show off."
"That's the Princess of Ning'an. Anyone who can marry her is going to be lucky. You don't have to pretend to be satisfied. You must be satisfied from the bottom of your heart."
Lin Yu stood aside with his hands behind his back, talking to his colleagues in the Hanlin Academy. Although the comments were quiet, some of them fell into his ears.
When others praise his daughter, a father will of course be happy. A few days ago, Lin Yuan didn't show it on his face, but he was naturally proud in his heart.
He is not a cheerful person, but when he praises his daughter, he will still raise his tail a little.
His family, Yun Yan, is really good, with first-class appearance, temperament, and good background, not to mention being pampered by the empress dowager. Others say that anyone who marries her will be in trouble. This is absolutely true.
But today, Lin Yan's heart sank.
The secret conversation he had with Xu Jian in the study yesterday weighed heavily on his heart.
If it really comes to an "end of the road" in the end, where is the smoke coming out of the ancestral graves? It is obvious that the ancestral graves are gone.
He was still a little uneasy and hesitant about the way of pulling down the prince to stab his heart, but because of the old stories about Dingguo Temple mentioned by Xu Jian, Lin Yu believed that he could still fight for it.
If there is really any hidden secret, Lin Yu also wants to find the answer, no matter whether it is beneficial to His Highness the Crown Prince or not.
This is the explanation he should give to his deceased wife.
Even after trying every possible means, I still found nothing, at most it was all in vain.
After thinking about it, Lin Yu turned to look at Xu Jian.
In the court, it is impossible for their son-in-law to speak frankly as he did in the study. When they met in court today, they were respectful and decent, maintaining the dignity that a son-in-law should have, but also a little unfamiliar. Who said they had only been married for a few days.
On the other side, Li Shao followed the Holy Master to the Imperial Study Room, listened to some teachings, and then withdrew.
Chamberlain Feng followed him and tried to gauge his mood.
His Highness was obviously in a good mood when he went to court, but he went into the imperial study and came out looking a little tired.
Chamberlain Feng thought that the Holy One had said something else that His Highness did not want to listen to.
"Your Highness," he asked tentatively, "I will go to the Ministry of Rites tomorrow. Should I follow you, or Eunuch Guo?"
Li Shao glanced at him.
Compared to Eunuch Guo, he definitely trusts Mr. Feng more.
"What difference does it make who follows?" Li Shao asked deliberately.
Feng Neishi chuckled and said: "It's no different. You can go back to the palace after I leave the office."
Li Shao clicked his tongue: "You also urge me to return to the palace?"
"Your Majesty wants to urge you, right?" Feng's wife slowly introduced the topic, "If Duke Fu Guo didn't follow you, His Majesty would definitely give you more instructions. However, His Majesty asked you to observe the government, which shows that he still trusts you very much.
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When Xu Jian was mentioned, as expected, Li Shao sneered.
"He has weak legs. Otherwise, why wouldn't my father ask him to follow?" After Li Shao finished speaking, seeing that Feng's wife hesitated to speak, he said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
Waiter Feng looked around to make sure there was no one there, and then lowered his voice: "Your Highness, is it true that Duke Fu's injury is not healed?"
Li Shao looked at him: "What do you mean?"
"Isn't that Dr. Yue a master of bone injuries? Isn't it better after being treated for so long? I asked you for tiger bones, which is a lot of supplements!" Feng Neishi said, curling his mouth and showing some meaning.
Come on, "On the day of the wedding, I rode a horse and rode back. I heard that it was a safe and sound wedding. If he couldn't show his legs well, how could he be so proud today?"
When the princess said she was gentle, she meant she was gentle. When she said she had a temper, she didn't mean she had no temper at all. Duke Fu Guo was really disabled, how could she not make trouble?
I heard from people at Cining Palace that the princess was in a good mood when she entered the palace to meet the Empress Dowager."
Li Shao didn't listen to everything: "Ning An agreed to the marriage by herself. Xu Jian has a leg injury. She knew it from the beginning."
"I won't be able to wield swords or guns from the beginning. I can go to court normally, sit in Shuntian Mansion, or follow you. Except for the discomfort when it's cold, the rest is no different from ordinary civil servants," Feng Neishi said,
"What about now? In the first few months when I was undergoing treatment for my injuries, I didn't even go to court in the morning. Now I can go to court, but I'm not on duty... I think about it all, and it feels weird."
Li Shao took a breath: "You said Xu Jian was pretending? What's the use of pretending to be injured?"
"The young one thinks that sitting in the yamen with you and watching the government, many with charcoal basins and hand stoves, is more tiring than holding a woman?" Feng Neishi asked, "Isn't it because he doesn't want to follow you?
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Li Shao sneered: "I don't want him to follow me yet!"
"If Duke Fu puts it off any longer, it will only be delayed until the beginning of spring," Feng Neishi rolled his eyes, "Unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless the Holy One doesn't want him to follow you."
Li Shao clicked his tongue.
He still understood his father's temper. How could he not want Xu Jian to follow him?
"What if Your Majesty knew that he was pretending to be injured?" Feng Nei asked.
Li Shao was stunned: "Does this mean he is just faking it?"
"Find a way to try him?" Feng Neishi said, "It doesn't matter if you make a mistake anyway."
