The life of a man on the road of film and television

"Zhang Tingyu? Why did he participate in the Jinzhong?"

Pulling his thoughts away from the music score passed down from Yongzheng, Yinqi raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Yuanzi.

"Well, actually this is not the first time. At first, only a few people from the Ministry of Rites made a complaint. Recently, for some reason, even Lord Zhang has started to make a complaint. It is against the ancestral system for Prince Zhong to live in the palace as an outsider."

(I don’t mean to discredit Zhang Tingyu. I wrote it based on Zhang Tingyu in Ruyi’s Royal Love in the Palace. After all, in that story he is a character who pays great attention to the affairs of the harem.)

As Xiao Yuanzi spoke, she stole glances at Yinqi's expression and carefully swallowed her saliva a few times.

Others don’t know, but these puppets made by their master themselves know best how important Jinzhong is in Yinqi’s heart.

After all, the first order they received since they were born was that Yinqi told them to treat Jinzhong the same way they treated Yinqi.

"Ah"

After listening to Xiao Yuanzi's report, Yin Qi chuckled with a cold look in his eyes, twisted the pages of the book in his hand, and lowered his head to think.

Sure enough, those people couldn't help it. Ever since he had a special status in Kangxi's eyes, some relatives in the court had been eyeing him covetously, but after all, he was a prince, so even if they had resentment in their hearts, they never said it out loud.

But Jinzhong was different. Everyone in the capital knew that Jinzhong was picked up by Yinqi. In the past, they could still tolerate Jinzhong because he was just a small beile.

But now seeing that Jinzhong was about to be crowned a king, not only did he have the emperor's favor, but he also had the support of Yinqi, a prince with a double title, and the Prince Gong's Mansion, their in-laws. So they had to be on guard against Jinzhong.

Frightened by his chuckle, Xiao Yuanzi shivered and looked at Madam Liu, who was sitting beside her and embroidering a purse for Yinqi. Just as his eyes met, Madam Liu shook her head at him and sighed quietly.

She didn't show any expression on her face, but she used more force with the needle, as if she wanted to vent all her resentment towards Zhang Tingyu and the others through needlework and embroidery.

I cursed secretly in my heart, "Those civil officials just love to meddle in other people's business. The emperor didn't even say that they should be discreet, but they are not following the rules in this or that."

You always use the rules of your ancestors to pressure others. Your ancestors were emperors, but you are not an emperor now. You don't pay attention to the previous dynasty, but focus on the harem. If you really care about the harem, why don't you purify yourself and become a eunuch in the palace? It's really hateful. 】

On the other side, Yin Qi also closed the book in his hand, stood up, straightened his clothes, raised his legs and walked out unsteadily.

"Yeah, that's right, that makes sense. Now that they have brought it up, let's go, Xiao Yuanzi, and follow me to the Yangxin Palace."

He didn't know that Yin Qi was already in the Yangxin Palace preparing to come.

At this moment, Yongzheng was also feeling a bit of a headache looking at the memorials submitted by the civil officials. In fact, in the past two years, people had often reported on Jinzhong's permanent residence in the palace.

It’s just that Jinzhong lived in the military camp all year round and seldom returned to the palace, so the frequency of his reports was not so high.

This time, probably because Jinzhong had made great contributions in handling the affairs of Guzhou, Yongzheng, who had been promoted several times ahead of Jinzhong due to his age, discussed with several close ministers and Prince Yi about rewarding the meritorious minister.

As the news spread, I don't know how this matter touched the sore spot of this group of people, but from then on, the reports of accusation would be submitted every few days.

Even though Yongzheng had sent back more than a dozen memorials, there were still people who continued to submit them.

Just when he was worried, Li Dequan walked in with a nervous look on his face.

When he saw Yinqi and his men coming to the door just now, Li Dequan roughly guessed what Yinqi was here for this time.

After all, as the most capable person around Yongzheng, Li Dequan is certainly well aware of the ministers' memorials these days.

Thinking about Prince Yu's expression just now, Li Dequan inexplicably had a feeling that the emperor would definitely lose his temper today.

So Li Dequan, who was shivering all over because of this feeling, asked Xiao Quanzi to call Prince Yi before entering the room, in case the emperor had an explosive outburst and no one was there to extinguish the fire.

After observing Yongzheng's expression, Li Dequan saluted somewhat stiffly and spoke softly.

"emperor"

"What's wrong"

He spoke with some impatience. At that time, Yongzheng was rubbing his forehead with his eyes closed because of a headache, so he did not see Li Dequan's expression.

"Your Majesty, the Prince requests an audience."

After these words were spoken, Yongzheng, who had stopped what he was doing, had to look up.

Because Jinzhong's affairs in the past two days made Yongzheng hesitant, Yongzheng subconsciously wanted to avoid Yinqi and dared not see him. If it were in the past, Yongzheng would probably wish to see Yinqi every day to feel at ease.

But now Yinqi was blocking the door, and Yongzheng had no chance to escape, let alone send Yinqi back. Yongzheng had no choice but to sigh, look at Li Dequan with some anger and curse.

"You little dog slave, who made these rules for you? Next time, don't stop Qi'er and bring her in directly without notifying her."

"Yes, I understand."

If it were usual, Li Dequan would definitely not stop Yinqi from entering the door. But the situation is different this time. Is he afraid that the emperor has other thoughts?

Li Dequan did not take Yongzheng's anger to heart and retreated with a nervous heart.

Yongzheng, who was left in the room, glanced at the table in front of him, and his eyes happened to meet the memorials spread out on the table.

Seeing this, Yongzheng's pupils shrank slightly. He tried frantically to hide the memorials, but felt that nowhere was safe. He had no choice but to sweep them under his feet to prevent Yinqi from seeing them.

His actions made Yinqi, who had been observing Yongzheng with his mental power, almost unable to hold back his laughter, and he finally managed to hold it back with great difficulty.

"Greetings to my brother"

When they arrived in the hall, Yinqi was about to pretend to salute, but Yongzheng quickly raised his hand and asked him to sit down.

Seeing this, Yinqi's knees, which had just been slightly bent, immediately straightened, and following Yongzheng's movements, he sat down unceremoniously on the chair closest to Yongzheng.

Seeing his look, Yongzheng shook his head helplessly and smiled indulgently.

But when he thought of the memorial just now, his slightly cheerful mood fell back to normal. He sighed lightly and asked Yin Qi.

"How come you have time to come here today?"

Giving Yongzheng a mysterious smile, Yinqi took the tea handed to him by Li Dequan and took a small sip.

Well, it's his favorite drink.

Then he answered Yongzheng's question in a shocking way.

"Oh, I heard someone came to visit."

What he said made Yongzheng's face change instantly. He frowned and looked at Li Dequan with a questioning look.

"Who on earth informed Qi'er about this?"

Li Dequan shook his head in horror after receiving Yongzheng's dangerous gaze.