After this discussion, Ertai became much more honest indeed. Yin looked at him like a red-necked quail, with drooping eyebrows, and felt better.
After discussing the matter, Yin signaled several ministers to go to the military quarters room for check-in, and took half a small tea banquet. After all the ministers had retired, the night was almost over.
Yin returned to Yangxin Hall and without rest, asked Su Peisheng to call the eunuchs from Yangxin Hall to help him wash up and change into court clothes.
It's time to go to court.
For Yin, he is like a precision-operating clock that controls the lifeline of the empire. He cannot miss a minute or a second.
While Su Peisheng went to call someone, Yin leaned on the chair and closed his eyes for a nap. In the time it took half a stick of incense, he heard something moving outside.
Listening to the sound of golden basins and golden lamps clashing together, he knew that the eunuchs in attendance were already outside.
Yin rubbed his brows, cheered up, raised his voice to let people outside come in, and then rinsed his mouth, washed his hands, and cleansed his face in one go.
Every time he wet his hands, a fluffy and clean hot towel was brought to him to dry them off.
Su Peisheng stood nearby and listened to the emperor casually say: "The aroma burning in the palace today seems to be different from the past."
Su Peisheng immediately picked up the conversation: "Returning to the emperor, the emperor is right! This is indeed not the usual agarwood incense in the past."
Seeing a slight doubt in the emperor's eyes, he reminded with a smile: "It's the 'Yan Xu Xiang' sent by the Manufacturing Office the day before yesterday. Your Majesty, have you forgotten? It was just delivered that morning, and at noon Prince Yi asked for an order to change the name.
In the end, it was the emperor himself who gave this spice its name!"
After being reminded like this, Yin remembered that the new seasonal incense presented to Yangxin Hall by the Building Office the morning before yesterday indeed contained "dragon hanging incense".
He was busy with government affairs, so he didn't pay attention to such a trivial matter at first. However, at noon, Prince Yi came to apologize in fear, saying that the manufacturing office he was responsible for did not know the importance of the matter and actually used the word "dragon hanging" to blame "dragon hanging".
"Hanging up" might offend Yongzheng's rebellion, so he requested an edict to change his name.
Finally, Yin casually mentioned it and changed it to "Yan Xuxiang"
Thirteen...
The Thirteenth Brother is now acting more cautiously and following the rules. Thinking this, Yin felt satisfied but also a little confused.
The emperor was served and put on court clothes and hung up with court beads. Then Su Peisheng carefully picked up the imperial crown from the case and handed it over with both hands.
While wearing it, Yin took the morning tea. As soon as he took a sip, he handed it to Su Peisheng with a look of disgust on his face and said, "This tastes too strong. Get something lighter!"
Su Peisheng responded quickly, held it with his own hands and walked out. After exiting the curtain, he waved to someone to replace it.
Then he heard that the palace servants were waiting for the emperor to dress up. The emperor opened his arms and asked someone to smooth the sleeves, and then asked in a deep voice: "How was last night at Yanxi Hall?"
The palace servant did not dare not to tell the truth, so he whispered softly: "Your Majesty, the candles are burning in the Yanxi Hall until dawn."
After hearing this, Yin frowned: "She's been waiting?"
The palace servant did not dare to answer directly. He thought of a roundabout way and said to the emperor cautiously: "On the fourth watch of the day, a midnight snack was sent to the imperial dining room."
After hearing this, Yin didn't say anything for a long time. He lowered his eyes and cursed in his heart: He is also a stubborn person!
If I had known better, I would not have said, "If I come back early, I will accompany you." Instead, she would have been able to arrange things properly and not have to wait helplessly.
This little fool has been waiting for him all night?
Yin's thoughts changed, her toes moved slightly, and she was almost heading towards the back hall to take a look at Lingling.
But as soon as he raised his head, he saw that the sky outside Yangxin Hall was dim, and the sky had begun to turn pale.
He straightened his sleeves, pursed his thin lips, and with a calm expression on his face, turned around and strode out. When he passed by Su Peisheng, he said: "Go to court!"
…
Yanxi Hall.
Last night, after playing with Qilin and eating midnight snacks at the same time, Ji Ling felt so full that she held Qilin in her arms like a baby, rocking up and down, and kept walking around the house to eat.
Qixi put her hands on the table and actually dozed off. When she opened her eyes, she saw Ji Ling still walking back and forth in the room. Yigulu stood up and said uneasily: "Master, you'd better go to bed and settle down for a while. The day will soon be over."
It’s bright, you haven’t slept a wink all night!”
Ji Ling handed Qilin to her, took a look at the increasingly dim light outside, and sat down leaning against the window sill. He placed one hand on the window sill, pressed his chin on the back of his hand, and said with a muffled laugh: "I am recovering from my injuries these days.
, I didn’t do anything else but slept the most, sleeping during the day and sleeping at night, how could I still fall asleep when you asked me to?”
Qixi took the Qilin and smiled when she heard the words. She smoothed the hair on Qilin's back and said softly: "Master only takes the supper at night. How about the slaves let them postpone their breakfast? I'm afraid this time
Son, the master can’t eat it either.”
Ji Ling nodded and said: "Simply let them wait until almost noon to wait for you. I can just have breakfast and lunch. It will save trouble if you combine the two meals!"
As soon as Yin came to court, he came to Yanxi Hall.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ji Ling, beautifully dressed and with a smooth head, sitting at the dining table, holding a pair of chopsticks and a piece of cake in his hand, shaking his head and gnawing attentively.
When she looked up, she suddenly saw Yin coming, her eyes widened, and she quickly put down her chopsticks and stood up to salute, but Yin pressed his hand to signal her not to do it.
He subconsciously glanced at the dining table. The dishes on the table were haphazard. There were colorful mixed salads, a few plain stir-fries, light stews, and a large bowl of biye porridge sandwiched between the dishes.
A small bowl of lotus root starch soup, and seven or eight plates of exquisite pastries, side dishes, wontons, sesame seed cakes...
"What do you use?" He asked her with a soft smile and straightening his sleeves as he sat down.
He looked at her at the same time and found that during the period of recuperation, Lingling seemed to have gained a little weight. She used to have a pointed and small chin and thin cheeks. Now her cheeks are plumper and fuller, giving her a bit of an oval face.
As the face shape changes, so does the temperament.
Yin sighed in his heart. When Lingling didn't speak, compared with before, he showed a more... well, a dignified and generous temperament.
Ji Ling then began to explain breakfast and lunch to Fourth Master in a low voice. After talking for a while, she suddenly slapped her head and realized: No, originally the royal family of the Qing Dynasty only had two meals a day. One breakfast and one dinner. Breakfast was in the morning.
At eight or nine o'clock, dinner is at one or two o'clock in the afternoon.
So when she first traveled through time, she was confused by this rule and had "supper" at one or two o'clock in the afternoon. Then wouldn't she be hungry when it was really evening?
Later she found out that after the two main meals, there was a snack each.
Yin listened to her with a smile and held her hand as usual.
The two of them were sitting at the table. Yin saw Ji Ling talking happily, and suddenly she thought of something and shut her mouth suddenly.
Without asking any further questions, he stretched out his hand and pinched her cheeks, which indeed made her fatter. Even her cheeks became soft and plump when pinched.
Yin saw Ji Ling's face slowly turning red. She turned away, reached out to fill a bowl of soup, and warmly invited herself to drink the soup, trying to hide it and act as if nothing had happened.
But it was no use, her red ears had betrayed her long ago.
