Chapter 145:

Princess Anqing was gone, and Emperor Hongjing did not want to continue the discussion, so he said that he would discuss it again and let the ministers back down.
There was a silence in the palace room, and Emperor Hong Jing was sitting on a dragon chair and didn't know what he was thinking. The expressions were very complicated, some of them could not bear to laugh, some were embarrassed, and even a little stunned.
Li Dequan stepped forward, put a cup of tea in the hand of Emperor Hong Jing, and then stood beside him.
Emperor Hongjing held up the tea cup, brushed the tea foam on it, took a sip, and said, "I despise him."
Although he did not name his name, Li Dequan knew that he was referring to King Jin.
Yes, no one expected that King Jin would be able to do this. It was so impeccable that Li Jingdi made enough for Emperor Hongjing. The key is that Princess Anqing deserves to be born in the royal family. It may be that even if King Jin is trying to coax her, it must be done, or it may be a kind of interest to follow the trend.
In this performance, Emperor Hongjing's face is all-out, and Princess Anqing's face is all-out. By the way, he also gave Jin King credit for his achievements.
"Dare you dare to say so in front of Princess Dachang, when did you tell him that Princess Dalong is also a sensible person ... and you ca n’t bear to take her house, if you ca n’t bear it, you will be sent went……"
Emperor Hong Jing drank tea while drinking tea. Seemingly unpleasant, but the corners of his mouth are upturned.
Li Dequan was not easy to answer, and he could only bend over and smile: "His Royal Highness King Jin beats Xiao Cong and excels, and this long nature is not bad."
Emperor Hong Jing nodded: "Like De Fei." As transparent and clear-minded.
When mentioning De Fei, Emperor Hong Jing paused for a moment by touching his finger on the tea lid, and time quickly reversed. He seemed to think a lot, but didn't seem to think about anything. He squeezed the tea lid and whisked the tea soup before taking a sip.
After taking a sip, he put down the tea cup and stood up: "It seems that it's almost time for De Fei to die again."
"Yes."
This sentence is raised every year by Emperor Jingjing, and Li Dequan will answer it every year.
How long has Defei gone? It's been more than two decades. It is a great blessing to make Her Majesty write down for more than 20 years.
With inexplicable emotion, Li Dequan bowed his waist and walked behind Emperor Hong Jing.
Looking out of the gate of the hall, the eyes were vast. In the distance there are rolling ridges, layers of eaves, yellow glazed tiles, and a little bit of golden light on them, at this time they all seem insignificantly small.
In the whole world, only the emperor can look down on all this, with deep and solemn eyes.
Emperor Hongjing stood for a while and then decided to leave.
As soon as he lifted his feet, Yu Guang in the corner of his eyes saw Hui Wangshizi Zhao Yan coming from the path in front of the palace. Seems to see a man standing in front of the temple in a bright yellow dragon robe. He speeded up his steps, came to the front of the Danyu stone, and trot along the temple steps.
He raised his head, his feet light, with a look of surprise, surprise, and respect on his face.
From top to bottom.
"It's King Hui Hui." Li Dequan said with amusement.
Emperor Hongjing paused for a moment, then left, seemingly did not see this scene, and seemed to hear what Li Dequan said.
Li Dequan said for a moment that this son Wang Huizi has been running too diligently in the palace recently, and it is not surprising that His Majesty did not want to see him.
Seeing that the person in front of the temple was leaving, Zhao Yan wanted to call subconsciously, but remembered that there must be no noise here.
He ran up, panting, but the person he wanted to see had left.
Didn't the grandfather see him?
Princess Anqing actually promised to move.
Since the beginning of this incident, countless people have paid attention. The two sides can not hold each other, one is the eldest princess, and the other is the court hero. No one knows whether the imperial power is supreme or the heart of the hero.
A seemingly simple thing is actually not simple.
The princess house was forcibly demolished, there is no respect for the young and old, it is unethical, and it is a big filial piety. However, if the hearts of the heroes are chilled, it is the hearts of countless officials and thousands of soldiers. Whoever wants to die for the birth and death of the Dagan Dynasty.
Later, things spread to Jin ’s head, and privately he was saying that Jin ’s king would suffer this time. Whether things succeed or fail, he will stop there in the future.
But who can blame it? If it is a blame, go to blame. Without the acquiescence of the sacred, I am afraid that the Ministry of Industry is still afraid to assign this errand to the King of Jin.
To put it bluntly, this is the holy king who promoted Jin Wang to carry a scapegoat.
But what everyone couldn't imagine was that King Jin had done it.
Without moving a single soldier, even without everyone knowing it, it was done. If it wasn't for Princess Anqing going to the palace and crying with a lot of fanfare, no one would know that the old lady had changed her mind.
As for why it changed his mind, no one knows, maybe King Jin knew. All in all, this incident made Jin king a big hit in Beijing.
At the same time as the discussion was overwhelming, King Jin sued the Ministry of Industry again.
For no reason.
The Ministry of Industry did not say anything, and even said that Zhao had been working hard, letting him rest for a few days.
King Jin went back, and spent three days in the house, and Yaoniang persuaded him to go up.
"It's almost OK, how can you stay in the Ministry of Industry after that?"
King Jin did not speak, a lazy gesture. He leaned halfway on the big urn at this time, with one leg straight and one leg slightly bent, looking at it with a leisure book.
There is a cat lying on the side of the leg.
Huahua is a big change now. When she was first brought back by Xiaobao, she was just a slap. Now the body is more than twice as long and more than twice as wide.
Become a little fat cat.
It is also rare for Chun'er and Qiu'er. There is always no shortage of food in Rongxi Yuan, and naturally, there is no shortage of pets. When I was young, I drank goat's milk, and made three meals of fish soup with rice a day. When I was a little bigger, a five-inch long catfish would eat three or four pieces a day, without any other miscellaneous snacks.
This cat is also strange and eats everything. Whatever was fed from Xiaobao, it was as big as a chicken drumstick bun and as small as some fruit snacks.
Huahua eats grapes well. Eating grapes also spit grape skins.
This skill makes Huahua in the eyes of the slaves of Rongxiyuan, just like a cat. It hurts all the way up and down, and it hurts it.
The most obvious performance is that Huahua dares to pester Jin King.
When Huahua was young, she liked Jin Wang and had a mysterious obsession with him. But at that time, it was still small, and the threshold would not be able to pass. When I grew up, I could run back and forth between this room and that room, and I like to drill around the legs of Jin King to meow.
When the King of Jin came to the Rongxiyuan, he went with him wherever he went. At first, the King of Jin was annoyed that it was hairy, and he was not allowed to get close. He was entangled more often, and gradually began to ignore it. Drilling on his leg, he kicked it away with one kick.
Of course, it is a very light kick, similar to kicking. Ke Huahua is a shameless cat, as long as Jin Wang pushes it with the tip of his boots, he crawls on Jin Wang's boots and holds his shoe firmly with his paws.
With such a lingering grind, Huahua can finally stay beside King Jin. Occasionally, King Jin lies on his back, sneaking up to lie on his side, and will not throw it around the soft meat around his neck. However, there is still one place that Huahua has yet to overcome, that is, the bed of Yao Niang and Jin Wang. It has been tried twice, but without exception, it has failed.
Seeing Yao Niang talking, Huahua raised her body and meowed at her.
That means it's like saying that he won't go if he doesn't go, leaving us two to stay well.
Yao Niang didn't understand the cat language, and continued to say to the King of Jin: "Yes, the town government government posted me an invitation post. Let me take Xiaobao as a guest. It is a post by Mrs. Shizi."
"You can go. Sun Gang is not a sane person, and that day at the gate of the palace, the woman came to thank her with her child. It is estimated that everyone in the palace knows the ins and outs. You intersect with his wife, and me and the town government Government does not have the necessary connections. "
Yao Niang just wanted to ask this. As she gradually started to go in and out of the government, she gradually understood what it means to avoid suspicion. It's a bit like when they were young, the two adults quarreled, so the children of the two were not playing together.
But now there is one more item. In order to avoid suspicion in front of Emperor Hong Jing, he can not play with the heavy power in the same place, so as not to cause unnecessary suspicion.
So Yaoniang has to ask clearly.
"Since that's the case, I'm relieved, I'll go tomorrow."
The next day, King Jin went to the Ministry of Industry, while Yao Niang went to the town government.
Qiao's lives in Xianruo Pavilion, which is a two-in courtyard. This is the residence of Shizi. The one in front is Shizi's study room and the hospitality area. The main room in the back is Xianruokan.
When Yao Niang got out of the soft sedan, she saw Qiao's welcome at the door with Xiaoyueyue.
"You're welcomed by me, too kind."
"This is what it should be, and I hope Fang Fei doesn't think I am rude."
The two were brought into the room, and they saw elegance in a low-key luxury, and they could see that Qiao was a very versatile person. The piano table and chessboard under the window, behind the doffing hood, there is a large painting, on which there are various thick and thin brushes, and there are many scrolls in several large tanks.
The calligraphy and paintings on the wall are all from the woman's handwriting, and she knew it was her masterpiece.
Seeing Yao Niang's gaze on the calligraphy and painting on the wall, Qiao Shi smiled suddenly: "I made you laugh, I said nothing, Shizi had to let me hang up, no joke."
Yao Niang looked back and admired her: "How can you make a joke? At first glance, your wife knows that you are an accomplished person. Reading is reasonable, but Qin Qi calligraphy and painting can cultivate sentiment, which are all wonderful things. Just my origin Han Wei, I only knew a few words, but I could n’t learn these things when I wanted to learn them. "
Yao Niang said this a little too honestly, and did not avoid her own origin at all. In fact, this is also the case. Su Xiucai is full of sour Confucianism. He does not approve of women's study, and women are virtueless. If it weren't for his handsome master, his daughter could not read, and she was too shameful. How could it be impossible for a woman from Yaoniang to read and read.
The two daughters of the Su family, the uncle Niang only learned a few words because she was unwilling to do so. Yao Niang liked it, but she studied with Su Xiucai for two years. When Yao Niang was literate, Su Xiucai was reluctant to teach her. Later, many things seemed to Yao Niang secretly holding Su Xiucai's book.
Qiao Shi didn't expect that this woman, who looked too charming and was badly rated outside, had such a character.
In fact, she wrote a post for Yao Niang, but because of the words of that day, she just wanted to make a cut, and did not intend to make a deep friendship. Now it seems that this concubine Su is not quite as frank as a legend.
Thinking of this, Qiao's smiled a bit. How could she become the kind of person she hated? You must know that she was not so pleasant to talk about outside, but she was not the kind of people in the population.
"If the concubine doesn't dislike it, I can teach you."
"Really?" Yao Niang stared at Qiao's eyes.
Qiao Shi was teased by her, "Of course. If Concubine wants to learn, she can invite a lady to the house." You don't need to be so happy.
Although Qiao knew that this adjective was a bit inappropriate, Yao Niang did give her that feeling.
Yao Niang was a little surprised: "Ah, what else can I do? I don't know. I have only heard of some wealthy people before. I can ask a lady to come to teach, but I didn't expect ..."
Talking, she looked astonished, and her words were silent. Now she can be regarded as a rich man, and to put it plainly, she still hasn't turned her mind.
Both of them understood the meaning, and when they looked at each other with a smile, they couldn't help feeling closer.
During the conversation between Yao Niang and Qiao, the two young children also spoke to each other.
After entering the room, Xiaobao threw away Yu Chan's hand, and approached Xiaoyueyue.
Xiaoyueyue still remembers Xiaobao, the little boy in Lu's palace dragged her bun, and her little brother saved her. In Little Doll's heart, you helped me, we are all from a country. Yueyue was not afraid of holding Xiaobao's hand at all, saying that she was going to get him pastry.
Because Yueyue sees the mother every time to entertain the children.
Because of this, the two adults were talking aside. When it came to the rise, Qiao also led Yao Niang to the study, and pulled out the scroll from the painting cylinder to unfold with her. The two little men sat on the big siblings together, eating pastries together.
Yueyue made an adult-like appearance to greet Xiaobao, and the chubby hand pushed the plate with pastry in front of Xiaobao. , It ’s delicious.
The last sentence shows the essence of snack food, but the Qiao family entertainers would not say this.
Xiaobao already has a piece of Ruyi cake in his hand and is eating it. The snacks of Qiao's here are all in the style of Jiangnan. They are small and exquisite and delicious. Xiaobao did n’t eat it in his life, but he drank too much medicine and did n’t know it, and there were a lot of things that were not suitable for him to eat. not much.
He pretended to be steady in three mouthfuls and ate the cake in his hand, and took another piece of osmanthus sugar steamed chestnut cake. He thought he was very stable and slow-going. He didn't know that because people were too small, his behavior was subconscious and gave people a lovely feeling. So not only Xiaoyueyue laughed, the two girls next to her also laughed.
Yueyue glared at the two girls: "Dream, picturesque, you two are not allowed to laugh at Brother Xiaobao." Again to Xiaobao: "Brother Xiaobao, eat slowly, don't worry." At the end, she He couldn't help laughing, because Xiaobao's raised fat face was stained with cake scum.
"Don't move, I'll wipe it for you."
She squeezed a small parcel and came over to wipe Xiaobao's face. The tail finger is slightly raised, and the posture is graceful. A baby of this age has the strongest ability to imitate, especially the closest person, and I can see that Yueyue learned from her mother.
But Qiao's is elegant and beautiful, and Yueyue added a funny feeling. It's not that bad. Anyway, let Xiaobao look at everything.
His heart jumped up and closed his eyes subconsciously, but he didn't feel anything, so he listened to Yueyue.
When Xiaobao opened her eyes, Yueyue said, "I'll clean it for you."
Why so fast? Rub it for a while!
Unfortunately, no one could hear the cry in Xiaobao's heart. He took a sip of chestnut powder cake and glanced at Yueyue: "Can't you call me Brother Xiaobao?"
Yueyue was a good girl, and she asked, "What am I not calling you, Brother Xiaobao?"
"It's all right, don't call it brother anyway."
"But you are younger than me, mother said, younger girls are sisters, and male dolls are brothers."
"I'm a little younger than you. I'm almost two years old. You're not three years old, and you're two years old. You see, we're generally old."
"But I'm almost three years old." Yueyue remembers how Mother told her.
"It can't be counted like this, it won't be counted until you arrive. You see that we are both two years old. You will call me by my name, and I will call your name."
Yueyue doesn't count, she just nods: "Well then, what shall I call you in the future?"
"Little treasure ..." After that, Xiao Bao shook his head subconsciously. Xiaobao's name is too powerful and domineering, how could his future daughter-in-law call him a milk name. He thought about it, a serious one: "My name is Zhao Chen, and you call me Brother Chen."