Wen Xiangyanyu

After the beginning of winter, the weather was getting colder, so Ling Qiyan stopped going out in the Riwodong Palace.

But it must not be quiet, every day there are officials coming and going in and out of the East Palace, and he doesn't want to stay behind all the time, he will go to the main hall from time to time to wander around, when those officials saw him, at first they looked like they had seen a ghost, Afterwards, I got used to it more often, so I no longer dare to say anything, but what I think in my heart is another matter.

There was also a speech official with a trick in his head, who jumped out to attend Ling's banquet without fear of trouble, saying that it was unethical for him to stay overnight in the Eastern Palace, but he didn't directly say that Ling's banquet was a sycophant, and strongly advised Wen Yingli to leave him. Stay away, don't tarnish the prince's reputation.

Ling Qiyan was overwhelmed, and it was clear that Wen Ying was the one who warmed his bed, so how could he be said to be a sycophant?

He took the memorial and read it over and over again, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he was: "These people are too annoying, they are clearly using the topic to play, and want to set rules for you, the crown prince. If you listen to them, you may choose someone in the future." Everyone has to ride on your head."

Don't say he is not a sycophant, even if he is a sycophant, so what?If you meet a powerful and iron-fisted emperor, one or two are fortunate, these people are afraid that they will not even dare to fart, and they will scramble to curry favor with each other. Now they are just bullying Wen Ying, the newly appointed prince of the East Palace, who has no foundation in the court , wanting to test his bottom line and destroy his prestige.

Wen Ying took the memorial out of his hands: "It's nonsense, don't worry about it."

Ling Qiyan snorted for a while, lay down on the desk, and looked at him eagerly: "Your Highness, these people are too bad, I'm not happy, you can coax me."

Wen Ying's eyes turned around, still with that expressionless expressionless face.

Ling Qiyan thought to himself, this person is always so cold-faced and ruthless, why is he so bewitched?

He lowered his head: "You don't want to say it."

After a moment of silence, Wen Ying stretched out his hand and rubbed the back of his neck: "Come here."

Ling Qiyan was startled, took two steps forward, and was pulled by Wen Ying to sit on him.

"Unhappy?"

"You are called a sycophant, are you happy?"

Wen Ying thought for a while, and answered him: "Many people did say that about me in the past."

Ling Qiyan became more and more unhappy when he heard the words, and poked his finger on his shoulder: "You are ashamed to mention the past. It was clearly you who took advantage of it in the past. Why are you unhappy?"

Wen Ying frowned: "Do you think I took advantage of you when we did that?"

"of course……"

As Ling Qiyan said that, when he met Wen Ying's dark eyes and looked at him, he suddenly had some very subtle touches in his heart: "Not really, I'm willing to do it with you, and I can't count it as taking advantage of you."

"Ah."

Wen Ying took him into his arms, and rubbed his cheeks against his cheeks for a while: "Don't be unhappy, I just know you are not, and in the future, I will naturally let the whole world know."

Ling Qiyan finally felt at ease, and leaned on his shoulder with a muffled smile: "Poor scholar, your words are so beautiful, I love them."

The next day, Wen Ying called the officials to discuss matters again, and let Ling Qiyan stay by, and directly gave him the title of an official of the East Palace, so that he could stay in the East Palace justifiably, and shut everyone's mouths.

Without giving these officials any chance to make trouble for themselves, Wen Ying first posed a problem for them, unexpectedly asking the Ministry of Households to cut various expenditures to increase military expenditures.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Before leaving, the emperor ordered Wen Ying to discuss small matters with the cabinet, and to report important matters to him, but no one expected that the emperor had only left for more than a month. Suddenly he changed his face, made a point of asserting himself, and even said that he would increase military expenditures. Who would dare to make a decision on such matters without the emperor's approval?

"Your Highness, this is absolutely unacceptable. Military expenditures have always been fixed. How can they increase at will, and other expenditures are already stretched, so how can they be reduced..."

One hundred people in the Household Department were not happy, and they objected when they opened their mouths.

All the cabinet ministers, except for the uncle of the prospective princess, remained silent, while the rest jumped out to echo and sing the opposite.

However, Wen Ying's attitude was very tough. No matter what they said, they turned a deaf ear to it: "The accounting department should sort out a charter as soon as possible before reporting, and those trivial and complicated items should be subtracted as much as possible. Only look at the accounts of the accounting department. The expenses spent on sacrificial ceremonies are indeed too much, so let’s cut down as much as possible.”

He didn't give any room for negotiation, and he was determined and determined to go his own way.

After returning that day, the Minister of the Household Department began to complain of illness, and refused to come to the East Palace to see the crown prince again.

The eunuch sent to the Shangshu's mansion came back and reported that the Lord Shangshu was too sick to get out of bed, and he really couldn't enter the palace. He was afraid that His Highness would be overwhelmed by his illness, and he hoped His Highness would forgive him. plead guilty.

Ling Qiyan was very funny when he heard it: "This old man is quite cunning. In order to delay and perfunctory, he even resorted to pretending to be sick. What is your Highness going to do?"

Wen Yingdan said: "He's not the only one in the household department. If he can't do it, someone else should do it."

In order to express the sympathy of the ministers in the East Palace, Wen Ying sent two imperial physicians to the Shangshu Mansion. After some diagnosis, the two imperial doctors bluntly said that Lord Shangshu needs to be raised for half a year, and he must not be too tired, otherwise he will stay I'm afraid that the root cause of the illness will shorten his life, Wen Ying immediately agrees when he hears about it, let Lao Shangshu rest at home, don't have to worry about official duties, and Zuo Shilang is in charge of all affairs of the household department.

Not to mention how the Shangshu was so angry that he vomited blood. He had never been sick and turned into a real illness. Before Wen Ying bowed his head, several cabinet ministers saw that Wen Ying was so self-willed, so they met again in the East Palace and wanted to put pressure on him together.

The chief assistant burst into tears, saying that it was a fluke to take down Barrington, and that he should not put too much emphasis on martial arts because of this.

Ling Qiyan was originally sitting on the couch drinking tea, but when he heard this, he immediately became unhappy and interrupted him: "Fang Shoufu's words are not right, what do you mean by being protected by heaven, that you can take Barrington by luck? The capture of Barrington was clearly the work of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, how could you say that it was all due to God?"

Without waiting for the other party to refute, he continued: "Also, speaking of it, His Royal Highness did not ask the court for an extra penny for military expenses when he beat Barrington. Noble Barrington, who was criticized for being too cruel for this, why did you insult His Highness, and the credit was wiped out by your few words?"

What he said reminded these people present.

The name of His Royal Highness the crown prince in front of him is not only famous in the Northwest, but also in the imperial court. His low-key attitude of indifference to the world is obviously just pretending!As soon as His Majesty left, he revealed his true colors!

Shoufu blushed: "Now that the battle is over, why do we need to increase military spending?"

"The battle is over, but for such a big Barrington, it will not happen overnight to let them settle down completely. His Majesty has ordered a military mansion to be opened there, and the money will still go to the military account of the Northwest Army. Obviously it’s not enough, when all the elders are eating and drinking in the capital, have you ever thought about those soldiers who fought in the front line, and those who walked on snowy roads in worn-out straw sandals?”

Ling Qiyan has always been sharp-tongued and doesn't give these people any face.

Some people scolded him angrily: "Little Huangkou, stop talking nonsense!"

Ling Qiyan glanced over coldly, glanced at the speaker, ignored him, and suggested to Wen Ying: "Your Highness, since the elders of the court feel that it is not good to reduce the cost of the ceremony, and it will anger the gods and ancestors, Then it’s better to reduce the salaries of officials, and the elders can set an example, or else I will say that they eat hot food, and they will say that I am talking nonsense.”

Wen Ying said in a deep voice: "Yes, Gu is the prince, and Gu is also willing to set an example, and his salary will be halved."

The faces of the people changed slightly. If other expenses were reduced, they could oppose it righteously, but the salary of officials is related to their own interests. If they say no, it seems that they are greedy, not to mention that the crown prince has already said that his salary will also be reduced. Half.

For a moment, several people felt apprehensive and shaken.

But the chief assistant suddenly knelt down, took off his cap and crawled down: "The old minister is getting old and suffering from various diseases, and is unable to serve the court anymore. Please allow the old minister to return to his hometown after retirement."

The second assistant who scolded Ling Qiyan as a "yellow mouth boy" just now knelt down and said the same: "There are complicated things in the minister's family, and he is powerless. I hope His Highness Yunchen will resign and return home with the first assistant."

This is deliberate resignation to force Wen Ying.

The first assistant was in the cabinet before the emperor ascended the throne. The emperor's right-hand man won the emperor's trust. The second assistant was also a confidant who was single-handedly promoted by the emperor. Even if his granddaughter married Ling Qiyu, he was not implicated in the abolition of the prince. It shows that the emperor attaches great importance to him. These two people are going to resign and return to their hometowns. When the emperor finds out, they will be the first to trouble Wen Ying.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have personally stepped forward to help the two of them up right now.

But Wen Ying just looked down, sat behind the table and looked down at them without moving a bit.

After a long silence, when he was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, and the two people who were already sure of winning were already feeling uneasy, he finally said: "Since that's the case, it's not good for me to force you to keep the two old elders. You should be sympathetic to the two of you. Let the two of you go home."

The two were stunned, and the rest were even more astonished, Wen Ying just pretended not to see it.

Even if the people kneeling on the ground didn't want to leave at all, but the words had already been spoken, the crown prince didn't leave any steps for them, and they had to leave if they didn't.

When those people left in despair, Ling Qiyan couldn't bear it any longer, laughed loudly, and rolled on the couch.

Wen Ying got up and went over, sat on the edge of the couch and held him down: "Stop laughing."

Ling Qiyan gave a thumbs up: "His Royal Highness is really powerful. If I were those two elders, I would be so angry that I would hit the pillar."

"Whatever they are." Wen Ying said indifferently, not paying attention to those two at all.

Ling Qiyan laughed enough, hooked his fingers on his sleeve: "Did you know that they would use this trick to persecute you? Did you deliberately push the boat along?"

Wen Ying looked calm, and explained casually: "The emperor's value is their biggest bargaining chip, and they will naturally use it."

"Tsk, I really can't think about it, what good can I get by going against you, the prince of the Eastern Palace."

Hubu Shangshu's lesson is still ahead, who do you really think they can threaten?It's also because these people don't understand Wen Ying's personality too well, this is what Wen Ying, a bastard, hates the most.

Ling Qiyan looked down on this group of pedantic old stubborn people. The emperor used to be a martial artist, but after he took the throne, he was increasingly influenced by these old guys. He hesitated to make up his mind even to beat Barrington. Those who are scruples about this and that are quite useless. of.

Governing the country really depends on the rule of law, but people still have to be bloody, don't they?

He felt that Wen Ying's appearance when killing people on the battlefield was the most attractive. If he became like an emperor, it would be too boring.

After thinking about it, Ling Qiyan smiled and asked him again: "Are you really not afraid that they will go to the emperor to sue you?"

Wen Ying didn't take it seriously: "That also requires them to see His Majesty."

Ok?

The two chatted for a while, and two invitation cards were sent in, saying that they had just been sent by Duke Jing's mansion.

Wen Ying and Ling Qiyan each had a table, but it was Princess Xihua who posted the post. She was going to hold a polo club in ten days and invited them to go together.

Ling Qiyan glanced casually, threw the post aside, and asked Wen Ying, "Are you going?"

Wen Ying asked him back, "Do you want to go?"

Of course I want to go, he is bored, but Xihua is holding a polo club with great fanfare, presumably all the aristocratic families in Beijing and China will go, then everyone will know that he is the former King Yu?

Although, there are quite a few people who know it now.

Seeming to see through his thoughts, Wen Ying said: "Go if you want, you will know sooner or later, do you still care about this?"

Ling Qiyan snorted softly: "I don't care, am I afraid of causing trouble to you, His Royal Highness?"

"will not."

"Really not?"

"If I say no, I won't."

Ling Qiyan probably didn't realize that he used to be heartless and only wanted to be happy for himself, and seldom thought of others, but now he subconsciously thinks of his highness, the prince, and it has indeed changed.

But Wen Ying didn't intend to remind him of this.

Three days later, news came from the other palace that the two elders really went to the other palace to ask to see the emperor and wanted to sue the crown prince.

But the sky failed, and the emperor did not see them.

The two waited for half a day, only waiting for the emperor's servant to send a message, saying that His Majesty asked them if there was something important, and if there was nothing important, the two elders should be invited back.

Is it important for the crown prince to act recklessly and force the Ministry of Households to increase military expenditures?But the eunuch who came to deliver the message said that His Majesty knew about this a long time ago, and it is not a big deal, just let them go back and discuss with the prince.

The two elders were so angry that they could only say that they were going to retire and return to their hometowns to say goodbye to His Majesty. The servant went in to make an announcement, and then came out later to say that His Majesty was drinking wine with some empresses and admiring the flowers. Come back another day.

After hearing this, Ling Qiyan was even more delighted. Just thinking about the shabby appearance of those two old guys, he would be happy: "The emperor really knows that you want to increase military expenditure?"

"I know." Wen Ying nodded casually.

He did mention it to the emperor, and the emperor was indeed persuaded by him. He deliberately didn't mention it to others. This was the emperor's intention, just to make those people make trouble with him, so that he could take the opportunity to drive them away.

"Then they are going to retire and return to their hometowns. Why didn't the emperor see them?"

Wen Ying said indifferently: "Drunk in the gentle village, naturally I don't want to see them."

Ling Qiyan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Poor scholar, you really failed at studying."

It's true, the emperor went back to the other palace this time, and brought Concubine Shu, Yu Zhaoyuan and several fresh and tender young concubines with him. His mind was on other things, and he wouldn't want to let go of Mei Jiao Niang to see two talkative, stinky, long-winded old men.

Thinking of this, he leaned closer and shook Wen Ying's arm: "Poor scholar, your father is really bad. Fortunately, you were not raised by him, otherwise you would be black if you are close to ink."

Wen Ying rolled his eyes: "His Royal Highness King Yu used to hug those beautiful maidservants for a long time. It's true that those who are close to ink are black."

Ling Qiyan choked,... Bad guys, which pot is not open and which pot to lift.

It happened many years ago, is it interesting to care about it?