Seeing Prince An and Yang Shu walking away shoulder to shoulder, the prince sneered and curled his lips disdainfully: "The third child is really promising! I'm hanging out with him."
Wen Yuan replied: "Your Majesty, Prince An, does not please His Majesty, and he is ashamed of himself in front of you. Can't you get along with him?"
The prince was pleased by this sentence and laughed: "Yes, they are all like wild animals, but it is true."
"Brother." King Xin arrived over there and greeted him with a smile on his face.
"Second brother is here!" The prince responded with a friendly smile.
King Xin then came over and chatted: "The weather is still so hot. Look at how sweaty my brother is. Why don't he hold an umbrella? How can he get better if he has a fever? We still need to rely on him for household matters!"
The prince smiled falsely: "Look at what the second brother said, you have done a good job in the Ministry of Industry!"
"Where, where."
Everyday respect between brothers and sisters.
The two of them talked all the way and entered Taiyuan Palace to see the emperor.
The emperor's illness has recovered, but his spirit is still very weak.
When the two of them entered, King An and Yang Shu stood aside with their heads lowered, as if they had just been scolded.
They immediately put away the smiles on their faces and greeted the emperor.
The emperor's expression was quite gentle: "You are here quite early, have all your errands been delivered?"
The prince remembered what Fu Jin had told him before going out.
"Your Highness, compared to King Xin, apart from your status as the legitimate eldest son, there is one thing that you are inferior to. You are the eldest son born in the hope of the Holy One, and your childhood love was extraordinary. In addition to letting the Holy One, you
When you see your talents, you should always remember to maintain your friendship."
The prince replied with a smile: "Everything has been delivered. Are you feeling better today, father? I see you are not in good spirits yet. You will pay homage to your ancestors later, so you can go and have a rest. I will leave all matters here to my son."
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As expected, the emperor showed some relief: "I've been lying down for many days, how can I regain my energy? There aren't many things to do, so it doesn't matter."
King Xin then replied: "My errands have all been handed over clearly. The main thing about repairing the river cannot be decided at the moment. I want to check it out first..."
The emperor had not yet recovered his energy and did not want to hear about political affairs, so he nodded: "That's fine, let them do things first."
The prince over there asked Wan Dabao again: "I remember, my father should be taking medicine at this time, right? Have you prepared any?"
Wan Dabao smiled and replied: "I've prepared it and will send it over immediately."
The emperor had taken the medicine for many days, and his mouth felt bitter when he thought about it. He frowned and said, "Aren't I better? Why do I still take it?"
Wan Dabao replied: "The court judge has changed the prescription. It is for health."
The prince answered: "I also think that drinking medicine is a chore, and there is no taste in my mouth after drinking it. I asked the princess to find some snacks a few days ago. They are simple and appetizing. I will ask the imperial chef to make them later?
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He was so eager, and the emperor was in a good mood, so he smiled and replied: "You are interested. Just ask Wan Dabao to handle such a trivial matter."
The prince was very happy: "I gave the food recipe to Eunuch Wan."
Then he took Wan Dabao and told him some precautions, very carefully.
King Xin's face gradually became gloomy.
This is not the first time. Ever since Mr. Fu went to the East Palace three years ago, his eldest brother has suddenly become smarter. From time to time, things that he has worked hard to prepare for a long time are often gone.
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Fortunately, he is born so stupid. No matter how hard he teaches or how many times he tries, he will always be able to trick him.
King Xin came back to his thoughts and smiled again.
After waiting for a while, Xuanfei came over and asked for instructions: "Your Majesty, the auspicious time has come, do you want to start?"
The emperor nodded: "Let's begin."
So, a group of royal children followed the emperor and went to the main hall to worship.
After all, the emperor had just recovered from his illness. After the worship, he was a little tired. The prince stepped forward at the right time and said: "Father, please go and have a rest. I will pray for you on your behalf."
The emperor nodded: "That's fine."
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The ritual ceremony finally started, and Mingwei breathed a sigh of relief. He found an inconspicuous corner and sat down with Duofu.
As soon as she started to read it, she felt sleepy, so she simply closed her eyes and rested her mind.
Because her posture was standard, her expression was solemn, and her mouth moved from time to time, no one suspected her.
I just got through the first day peacefully.
The chime was struck in the main hall, and the rituals were temporarily suspended.
Mingwei opened her eyes and waited for someone to come and pick her up.
Not long after, Concubine Pei sent someone to pick her up.
In the eyes of others with envy and hatred, Mingwei followed the waiter and left.
When they arrived at their destination, they saw Concubine Pei waving to her with a smile: "It's been a hard day since you knelt down all day."
She had changed into ordinary clothes and had a hairpin on her head. She looked plain and clean, like an ordinary woman.
After Mingwei saluted, he replied: "It's not hard at all. You just need to meditate. You don't have to kneel all the time."
Concubine Pei nodded with a smile and said, "The men have gone to eat by themselves. You can follow me."
Mingwei will never refuse.
The two of them had dinner under the service of the palace servants.
After dinner, Concubine Pei didn't call her back.
He cleared the dining table and chatted with her while drinking Xiaoshi tea.
Mingwei knew that it was hard to talk too deeply on the first day they met, so he only talked about insignificant things.
For example, Concubine Pei was very interested in the war in the northwest, so she explained in detail how they encountered a siege on a gravel slope...
Before I knew it, the night was getting darker.
Concubine Pei stopped talking and asked the palace servants to take her and Duofu to rest.
Not to mention a good night's sleep.
The ritual began before dawn the next day.
Mingwei spent another whole day half asleep and half awake.
At dinner, Concubine Pei still asked someone to take her there, and then chatted with her about other things.
Three days passed in this way, and on the fourth day, Mingwei clearly felt that the surveillance around Concubine Pei had loosened, so she intentionally or unintentionally mentioned the matter of painting.
Concubine Pei naturally agreed and asked the palace servants to move a few paintings and led Mingwei up to the attic to view the scenery.
This is the highest attic of Taiyuan Palace. The two of them stood outside, and others could see clearly.
As soon as the palace man walked away, Concubine Pei had a strange feeling, as if everything had gone away, and the two of them seemed to be standing in the wilderness, with no one around them.
"Miss Ming?" She looked at Mingwei uncertainly.
Mingwei smiled and replied: "I can say whatever I want now."
Concubine Pei sighed: "Mysterious art is really wonderful and profound."
It was the time when there were the most Xuanshi in Taiyuan Palace. Even if Xuanfei was one of his own, he would be afraid of causing trouble again if others discovered him. Mingwei didn't dare to delay and asked bluntly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, your health has been so bad recently, is it because of it?"
Your handiwork?"
Concubine Pei paused and nodded slightly.
Sure enough, Fu Jin guessed it right.
She then repeated Fu Jin's words: "...In this matter, you still have to put your own safety first."
Concubine Pei was silent for a long time and replied: "Don't worry, he won't die for the time being. What I did was not that direct. I just made him think more about it. His illnesses are inherent."
The emperor's headache was an old ailment, and his health was indeed deteriorating. What Concubine Pei did was add fuel to the fire. At this age, if his health was not good, and he still thought too much, wouldn't his illness become more serious?