Wen Jin approached the study and heard the sound of discussions in the study, talking about the reduction of labor taxes. She felt that it was not appropriate to go in directly, so she turned back and looked at Lao Mo and said: "Let's go in after we finish our work?"
"Master, you just go in. It's not Wu Xin inside, it's King Xianyun Yehe Rui, and Zi Shu. Long live the Lord said, you can go in directly when you're here. How can our family send you to Wu Xin?"
Lao Mo thought that your Majesty has been trying his best to meet with courtiers these past few days, paralyzing himself with political affairs from morning to night, and was angry with the Queen. He set out for Lishan, but the Queen didn't see him off when he left, and she didn't pick him up when he came back. He was wronged.
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No matter how powerful a man is, he is still a child at heart to his wife.
Wen Jin pondered for a moment, then gently pushed the ajar door open. The door frame creaked slightly, and everyone inside looked over, Prince Rui and Zi Shu.
And he, Fu Jingheng, after the Long Case.
When he saw her, he said that it was difficult for the people to do corvee work, and he glanced at the door. Perhaps he thought it was Lao Mo at first, but he looked away after a quick glance, and looked at her again after a moment's reaction. This time he looked at her more closely than at first glance.
It's much more detailed. Instead of talking about corvee, we say: "rare guest."
Wen Jin knew that he was teasing her for not coming to greet her for several days. The girls on the west side of Daoqing Lake were more sensible than her. She saw a lot of small colorful gifts thrown into the paper baskets on the top and bottom of his desk. The hundred and seven she had folded for him before
The glass jar of Ten Stars was next to the inkstone on his dragon desk. He pursed his lips and smiled and said: "I came at a bad time and disturbed your conversation."
Fu Jingheng looked at Wen Jin for a while, and suddenly felt something in his heart. She had lost weight, and the rouge could not hide her pale complexion. Was she in poor health? She had lost weight after not seeing her for more than ten days. I felt really bad. She had a miscarriage.
I was deficient in energy and blood, in poor health, and under pressure from the front palace. I forgot not to be angry with her, so I went to visit her earlier.
He didn't look for her when he came back. Firstly, he didn't want to send her and Jiang Yuan away, and secondly, he didn't want to ask her if she had escaped with Yuxi and Li Shanbao that night.
Those problems need to be faced.
"No need to disturb. Come in." She was impatient and took the initiative to come to him for the first time. She probably wanted to leave him. He waved his hand to her, "I originally planned to drag you for a year and a half. It has only been a few days, but the queen is already anxious.
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Wen Jin didn't understand what he meant. Was he deliberately delaying it by not going to the palace to see her?
Fu Jingheng pointed to the couch next to him and said, "Sit down and I'll stay with you after I finish my work."
"Okay." Wen Jin sat down on the couch behind him, and the slight movement of her elbow hurt her heart. His face was not as high-spirited as she had expected before coming, but he was very pale, with green stubble on his face, and he looked haggard.
sharp.
Her rouge compares to his. Isn't he having a good time these days? Didn't she take good care of his daily life? Didn't she take him with him when he went with the army and ride on the same horse when he came back?
He put a cup of tea on the small table in front of her and continued talking to Zishu and Prince Rui. He looked back at her from time to time while talking. He didn't ask the guards to make things difficult for her. Why did she look so bad? Those two
Sensing that his mind had wandered away, they all looked at each other and refused to stay in front of the emperor any longer.
Zishu told Wen Jin, "Brother, you vomited blood in Lishan that day. Are you feeling better? My sister-in-law is here. Do you want to ask her if she is taking advantage of you? Let's talk it out. There is no need for misunderstanding. I'll give it to you, the official.
Tiandu, why are you killing each other after what you are doing?"
Wen Jin looked at Fu Jingheng again. He had lost a lot of weight. Why was he vomiting blood? What's the use? He couldn't understand.
Prince Rui also smiled and said: "Husband and wife do not have an overnight feud. Well, we have been talking about the issue of corvee taxes for eight hours. Xiao Wang has understood everything, so he went to do the work."
With that said, Zi Shu tugged at Zi Shu's sleeves, and Zi Shu also stood up. After the emperor tapped his chin, the two of them left the study.
Lao Mo closed the study door and had to follow Grandma's example and lock it. Unfortunately, Grandma also left the palace and returned to Shen Mansion.
Fu Jingheng didn't say anything. He picked up his brush and was reviewing the memorial. He was absent-mindedly reviewing the memorial that Wenjin's biological father's second wife was a murderer, Lao Xue, and was unworthy of being the prime minister.
read.
Your Majesty, I'm going to tell you that I'm lonely. Those people want to knock down everyone around Wen Jin.
Wen Jin saw that he was silent, and his expression was not good. His usually cold eyes were now red, and she didn't know what he was aggrieved about.
Wen Jin stood up, picked up the ink ingot, added some water to the inkstone, and began to grind the ink slowly until the ink became thicker. His elbow hurt and he remained silent, turning his head to look at his handsome cheek.
Still concerned, "Why are your eyes red? Are you worried?"
When Fu Jingheng heard her gentle voice, the redness in his eyes became even more intense. How could she be just using him if she was so gentle? He lowered his eyes and kept quiet. The sentence "How can someone love an abandoned baby" rang in his ears. He smelled her body.
Familiar with the pleasant smell, I felt a sense of security and calmness. I was slightly choked when I said, "No, the wind blew my eyes."
After Wen Jin finished polishing the ink, she closed the window to prevent the wind from blowing in. When she turned around and saw him quickly wiping his eyes with his fingers, her heart softened and she asked him like she was asking a child she hadn't seen for a few days:
"Did everything go well in Lishan? Were you injured? Did you eat well?"
"No injuries. Everything is fine. I have a good meal." Fu Jingheng did not want to say more.
Seeing that he just answered her question and didn't say much, Wen Jin felt a little embarrassed and asked again: "Would you like wontons? I'll cook some for you."
Fu Jingheng shook his head, "I'm not hungry."
Wen Jin looked at him. He was always cold and alienated from her. She tightened her hands tightly. He was not here to serve her, but to keep her company.
Fu Jingheng couldn't help but ask: "How are you doing at home these days?"
Wen Jin said softly: "I'm okay. Grandma left, and the Queen Mother gave her a very small sedan to go out that day. I'm a little scared to live in a big palace alone."
Fu Jingheng looked at Wen Jin's cheek and just reached out to touch Wen Jin's cheek.
It happened that Meng Wan came in with lunch to warm her up. When she saw the Queen was there, she did not panic. She looked like a hostess and just said: "Queen, you are also here. You have not been in good health these days. Is it your fault?"
The food I cooked is not to your taste. I have asked your Majesty several times to cook some food for him, but Your Majesty doesn’t want it!”
Wen Jin could neither stand nor sit in the room. The handover between the old and the new was always awkward as the one who was about to step down. After looking at the home-cooked stir-fry made by Meng Wan, it was okay. He was a good cook, and the color, fragrance and taste were well matched.
His cooking was pretty good, and his cooking was no worse than hers. "You are so humble. Your cooking is also good." What could she say.
Fu Jingheng kept staring at Wen Jin's cheek, as if he wanted to see a hole in her little face, "That's right. Your Majesty, you can safely hand me over to your concubine."
Wen Jin bit her lip and smelled the fish soup that Meng Wan cooked. Her stomach turned and she couldn't help but feel retching. She didn't know what happened these days. Maybe she was under a lot of pressure and her stomach felt uncomfortable. It felt like she was pregnant.
Yes, it's a good thing that I knew I couldn't have children, otherwise I would have thought I was pregnant with his seed again.
Meng Wan looked at the emperor's face with concern. She pinched her sleeves with one hand and put the vegetables on a small plate with the other hand. She handed it to the emperor and said, "Eat as much as you can. I haven't eaten much since I came back from Lishan. Why is the dragon's body broken?"
Well, not only are you worried about me, but the Queen is also worried."
Fu Jingheng looked at Wen Jin, who was sitting on the couch drinking tea. He didn't know that she didn't have the courage to see that he had cooked the rice for someone else. He thought she didn't care at all with her face turned sideways, so he took the chopsticks and used a few chopsticks for the rice cooked by someone else.
Stir-fried yellow beef tastes like chewing gum.
Wen Jin's eyes were sore, and she hurriedly took a book and flipped through two pages. She didn't notice that the book was held upside down, but she was much more virtuous than her, the head wife.
Meng Wan said politely again: "Empress, would you like to eat some too? I am careless and do not do well, so please don't laugh at me."
Wen Jin waved his hand, "No, no, no. I've eaten. You guys eat." You had eaten the night before.
Meng Wan said again, "My dear, my dear, do you have any clothes to wash or shoes to clean?"
Wen Jin said, "Meng Wan. No."
Meng Wan said enthusiastically: "I'll give you a leg beating, my dearest concubine."
Wen Jin stopped talking.
Fu Jingheng coughed lightly and said, "Meng Wan."
Meng Wan no longer warmly welcomed Wen Jin. She wrung her hands and said in embarrassment, "Mother, you are such a beautiful person, why are all the officials so crowded with you? Wan'er can't stand it anymore. They recommended Wan for no reason.
Come on, Wan'er is not qualified to be a queen.
This time in Lishan, Wan'er happened to hear that Lao Wen had buried tens of thousands of kilograms of gunpowder stones in the mountainside of Li Mountain. She promptly stopped Lao Wen from causing trouble. Wan'er just tried her best to tell the news to you. Who?
The official Zhi Baiguan gave Wan'er a credit for saving the common people of the country, and even criticized you for staying in the inner palace and not paying attention to external affairs. Now that the emperor and empress are in trouble, Wan'er feels guilty about it!"
Wen Jin was startled. It turned out that Meng Wan had made such a big contribution. She sent Qingliu to spread the news. It seemed that she didn't go in time. Fortunately, the gunpowder stone incident was solved in time, and the people and the emperor were safe.
, it is a blessing that there were no casualties. "You speak modestly. With such great achievements, it is reasonable for them to recommend you."
Wen Jin said and stopped talking. I don't know where Qingliu is at this time, and why he didn't come back with you. It's a pity that he couldn't help, but I hope he is safe. I have been worried these past few days, and I have a lot of things to think about.
I told him, but now I don’t know whether I should say it or not.
Fu Jingheng was not happy with Meng Wan, but he could not ignore her contribution and put down his chopsticks, "Go back. The Queen and I have something to discuss."