Chapter 135: Please

Sitting in the garden for a long time, the emperor hadn't come to pick her up.
"Did something happen to Zichen Hall?" Huachun asked Qing Niao curiously.
Qing Niao shook his head and said in a calm voice: "The emperor had already sent someone to Sanzhuxiang before. Seeing Gong Yuhou hadn't left, he left without saying anything."
What? Hua Chun was stunned, and quickly picked up her skirt and walked to the Hall of Nourishment. As she walked, she said, "Why don't you remind me?"
Qing Niao is very innocent: "You are talking about business with Lord Hou, but the slaves didn't dare to interrupt."
Broken, Huachun had a bad premonition in her heart. The emperor had thought that she and Gong Yuhou were not pleasing to the eye, and today he said that he would come and pick her up when they finished the discussion. He didn't expect to throw her here. This shows what? It shows that the emperor obviously turned over the vinegar jar!
Although she still enjoys the feeling of being jealous of her own man, it can prove that he cares about himself, but the emperor's jealousy is not the same as ordinary people. If he doesn't explain it well, he may cause some trouble.
Three steps and two steps, Huachun hurriedly ran into the Hall of Nurturing Heart.
As a result, the emperor sat at the table indifferently. Hearing the movement, he only looked up at her: "I'm back?"
After taking a couple of breaths, she cautiously leaned over: "I'm back, the emperor has been waiting for concubines for a long time?"
"No." Yu Wenjie said: "I am having a headache with these folds. It just happened that you came back. Let me change it for me."
Huachun: "..." She had only been resting for two days, but she was about to start working again!
Recognizing her fate, she sat down and took the Zhezi. She still couldn't help but look at him secretly. Seeing that he didn't have any special reaction, she said sincerely: "I just talked with Lord Hou for a while, and thought you were in Zichen Hall. Well, I didn't expect to have returned."
"Yeah." The emperor replied, with no expression on his face.
Is this happy or unhappy? Do you care or not? Hua Chun was a little worried, except for being on the bed, Yu Wenjie's expression was really deep and unchanging for thousands of years, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"The concubine feels that if the emperor wants to quit Li Zhongtang's position, he may not be able to do anything for a while. You can let Master Hou build a ladder in the middle. First, let Li Zhongtang resume his official position and rest at home. The stick was killed."
Yu Wenjie raised his head: "Is this the result of your discussions with him for so long?"
"Well, this is my opinion on Li Zhongtang's affairs, and also about Lord Xi." Huachun glanced at the door, Qingniao immediately went out and took the door.
"What's wrong with Lord Xi?"
"My concubine and Lord Hou both felt that Lord Xi should be allowed to return to his own fief, and he could no longer interfere with the government." Huachun said earnestly: "Keeping him in the capital is like shutting the weasel in the chicken coop. His chicken will always be eaten by him."
The emperor was silent.
"Prince Xi has been with the Queen Mother for long enough. It is time to go back to the fief, otherwise the fief will remain unowner, and I am afraid it is wrong." Huachun said: "Don't the emperor think?"
"What you said makes sense." Yu Wenjie said indifferently: "But the queen mother loves him so much that she won't let him return to the fief for no reason."
After thinking for a while, Hua Chun said, "Leave this to your concubine to find a way. You can first cooperate with Master Hou to stabilize the situation in North Korea."
The emperor had a meal and looked at her sideways: "Are you arranging a task for me?"
The voice was calm and could not be heard, Huachun just thought he was joking, and said with a smile: "Where do you dare to concubine, it's just to help with some ideas."
"I see." Yu Wenjie got up, pulled off the two buckles on the dragon robe, and walked to the inner hall.
It seemed that something was wrong, and it seemed to be normal. Huachun looked at his back for a while, shrugged, and continued to change his position for him.
The Queen Mother is the youngest son of the Queen Mother, and he is naturally loved by the Queen Mother, so much so that he lives in Boyang Palace directly instead of going outside the palace to open a mansion. It can be seen that it is impossible for the Queen Mother to agree to his departure from the palace by just a few words, and Huachun is going to use a more circuitous tactic.
If you want to be a qualified internal helper, you must have a good relationship between your mother-in-law and your family. Royal is no more than ordinary people, the relationship is not so pure, but more important. Huachun carried the newly made fruit basket and two boxes of pearl powder, and respectfully went to the Huiming Hall to ask for peace.
"What's this?" The queen mother looked at the basket brought by the maid, feeling a little strange: "So many fruits are put together in a mess, how come they look pretty?"
Huachun smiled and said: "Returning to the Queen Mother, this is a large platter called Tiandi Fuqi. The freshest fruits in autumn are here. The red, green and orange colors are very comfortable to look at. Whether it is apples or pomegranates, they can complement each other. , Much better than a single plate, what do you think?"
Things are all exaggerated, a very ordinary thing, plus a bunch of rhetoric, also makes people feel tall.
The queen mother obviously had eaten her set, her brows eased, and she nodded kindly: "You are interested."
"And this." Huachun smiled and held up two red lacquered boxes: "The concubine knows that the queen mother is not old, and she is still as young as thirty or so, but pearl powder is good for the skin. This is the emperor's purpose. The top-quality Nanzhu milled powder you have selected, I hope the Queen Mother will remain young forever."
For a moment, the queen mother reached out and took the box in her hand, opened it and looked at it, with a touch of expression in her eyes: "The emperor personally picked it?"
"Yes." Huachun said with a smile: "Your Majesty has been busy lately, and I don't often come to ask for peace, so I can only ask my concubine to pass it on."
The queen mother nodded and asked Yuejian's aunt to help her up, closed the box and said: "The Aijia thought he had grievances in his heart, and he would never come."
After Prince Xi returned to Beijing, the emperor didn't like to come to her to please her.
Hua Chun thought to herself, anyone who has an eccentric brother's mother would be unhappy, right? She still remembers that when the emperor was assassinated, she almost guessed that it was made by Prince Xi, but because the queen mother was there, she couldn't do anything about him, showing how eccentric the queen mother was.
However, she was still very good to the emperor when there was no Lord Xi, and based on this, Huachun felt that the mother-child relationship could be rescued.
Not only do I give things a day today, but for the next few days, Huachun spent time to make all kinds of modern gadgets and take them to the Minghui Hall, the wooden foot massager, and the silver massage scalp. massager. Yu Wenjie often saw her drawing something on the table when she looked up, and then ordered Qing Niao and the others to do it.
"What do you want to do?" he asked.
Huachun smiled and said: "My concubine is working hard to send off Lord Xi."
Doing this can send away Lord Xi? Too naive, right? The emperor frowned, looked at her shining eyes, and thought for a while, if he didn't hit her, let her toss.