Happy Little Scholar

In the quiet and somewhat scary hall, the sound of turning papers could occasionally be heard, mixed with a few light coughs. At the moment, the tallest man in Jingguo put down a memorial that came from the northern border, with a calm expression on his face. , showing a bit of fatigue.

"The disaster year has just passed, floods have begun to appear in the south, banditry in the northwest is still pending, and Qi is ready to move and invade the borders of Jingguo... Am I really not a good emperor? Why does God want the people of Jingguo to suffer so much? suffering?”

After reading several memorials in succession, all of which were worrying things, Emperor Jingwen murmured a few words, and for a moment he didn't know whether to continue reading.

At this moment, the door of the palace quietly opened, and a rickety figure walked in silently.

This was a wrinkled old man with a white face and no beard. He was wearing an ordinary gray robe. He walked up the steps and stood in front of the large table. He whispered: "Your Majesty, Concubine Yan is visiting the bride today." Returned and waiting outside the palace."

There was a hint of femininity in the old voice, but no emotion could be heard.

"It's already very late. Go tell her if you have anything to do, let's talk about it tomorrow." Emperor Jingwen heard this and waved his hand.

He was agitated at the moment and didn't want to see anyone, not even his most beloved queen, and naturally he didn't want to see Concubine Yan.

The old man nodded and quietly retreated.

In just a moment, he walked in again, presented something in his hand, and replied: "Back to Your Majesty, Concubine Yan has returned to the palace. I sent an old slave to present this thing to Your Majesty. This thing is called Ruyi Dew. It was brought back by my wife during her wedding, and it is said to have the effect of relieving fatigue."

"Oh?" Emperor Jingwen took the small porcelain bottle from his hand and was about to open it when the old man spoke again: "Your Majesty, the origin of this item is unknown. Do you want it to be inspected by the Imperial Medical Office before..."

Emperor Jingwen waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, this is all her intention. Besides, Concubine Yan will not harm me... By the way, how should I use this thing?"

"Concubine Yan said that you can just drop this thing on your hand." The old man said.

He has personally tested it just now. When this substance is dropped on the body, it will indeed emit a strange smell, which can make people feel slightly shaken, and it can also be regarded as having the effect of relieving fatigue.

Judging from his decades of experience, this substance is not poison. Of course, if this substance needs to be taken to be effective, no matter whether Concubine Yan is kind or not, he will not let His Majesty put himself in danger.

Emperor Jingwen opened the lid of the porcelain bottle, and a fragrant smell wafted out from inside.

After hearing that some students were using Ruyi Dew to assist their studies, Li Yi added a little more mint to the Ruyi Dew. Since they wanted to refresh themselves, let them take enough at one time.

Before Concubine Yan dropped this thing on her hand according to the method she said, she already felt her mind clearing up a little bit. A strange color flashed in Emperor Jingwen's eyes, and he murmured: "This thing is quite strange..." Yan The concubine’s hometown is probably in Qing’an Prefecture, so I added this item to the tribute from Qing’an Prefecture and sent a batch every month.”

Now that he had relieved his fatigue, he put the porcelain bottle aside and reached for the next memorial. After opening it, he smiled and said, "What a coincidence, this memorial was handed over by the prefect of Qing'an. "

The memorial was very long, with more than a thousand words, and Emperor Jingwen spent a quarter of an hour reading it.

After reading it, a smile finally appeared on his face, and he said: ""Disciples' Regulations"... is really a first-class training text for Mongolians. This kind of article was actually written by a scholar, from the Imperial College Those old guys will probably be too embarrassed to see anyone when they see it.”

He picked up the pen and wrote the word "quasi", which means that Governor Dong wants to implement this Mongolian training text in Qing'an Prefecture, and he has approved it.

Although this was nothing compared to the things that worried him, it was still one of the few pieces of good news that made the haze in his heart slightly dissipate.

Of course, he only glanced at the scholar's name and didn't take it to heart.

If this article is really popularized, then the scholar can be regarded as a meritorious scholar, but he is just a scholar and is not worthy of being rewarded by the emperor himself. The local government will naturally do these things.

Seeing that Emperor Jingwen seemed to be in a better mood, the old eunuch's cold expression also softened. He took a step forward again and said, "Your Majesty, there is a letter from Princess Yongle."

"Oh, that girl from Yongle, did you finally think of her father?" Emperor Jingwen showed a smile on his face. After hearing the news, he threw all his worries behind him and said, "Where is the letter? Take it." Show me."

The old eunuch took out a letter from his sleeve. He didn't know how much he could hide in his sleeve. When he took it out for the second time, he actually pulled out a small wine jar and said, "Your Majesty, this is also Princess Yongle sent it."

Emperor Jingwen was slightly stunned when he saw this, and took the wine jar. After unsealing it, a strong aroma of wine came out.

Just by smelling it, he knew that the wine would definitely be good, and the old eunuch beside him couldn't help but feel his throat twitch.

When he was checking the wine just now, he couldn't even hold back and secretly took a sip, and he still had a strong aftertaste of the strong taste.

"Good wine!" Emperor Jingwen's eyes lit up after taking a sip of strong wine, and he praised: "That girl from Yongle knows my preferences!"

He couldn't wait to open the letter. Part of the content in the letter was about the administrative situation of Qing'an Mansion. Emperor Jingwen smiled. With her there, there was no need to send a censor.

After that, there were greetings between father and daughter. Yongle's temper was a bit stubborn, but he had been sensible since he was a child, and he was the most popular. Although he was in the royal family, the relationship between father and daughter was still very deep.

When he saw the end, the expression on Emperor Jingwen's face froze, showing a bit of surprise, and murmured: "Anxi County Lieutenant..., Li Yi?"

Seeing this name, a trace of doubt appeared on his face. The next moment, he seemed to remember something and opened the memorial again. A moment later, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Yongle actually has such high regard for this person..., that's all, that's all, just do whatever she wants." Emperor Jingwen murmured a few words and suddenly said: "Changde."

"The old slave is here." The old eunuch whispered.

"Practice."

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"Tomorrow, someone will send this decree to Qing'an Mansion."

Emperor Jingwen was in a good mood tonight. After writing an edict, he looked at the unfinished memorials on the table and waved his hand: "These will be approved tomorrow."

The old eunuch heard what he meant and said, "Where will your majesty rest tonight?"

Emperor Jingwen thought for a while and said, "Xuanning Palace."

Xuanning Palace, the residence of Concubine Yan.

[PS: After the exam, I will resume updating, go out for a meal, and come back to write the second chapter. 】