I'm still so majestic

Because Imperial Physician Zheng said that meat and fish should not be eaten after recovering from a serious illness, and the dinner consisted of porridge and side dishes, Yan Ji didn't seem to have much appetite, so he ate some hastily and went back.

Even later, incense was lit in the corner of Xuanjing Hall, and the faint scent of pear blossoms was light and peaceful.

After taking a bath, Yan Ji leaned on the couch and took a cloth towel to wipe her hair. Soon, she heard footsteps beside her. Before she could raise her head, she smelled a strong smell of medicinal soup in the hall.

Yanji: "..."

He turned his head, and Shao He was holding the medicine bowl, carefully standing beside the bed and bowing: "Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine."

As he approached, the bitter taste of the medicinal soup at the tip of his nose became stronger and stronger. With a headache poisoned by this taste, Yan Ji supported his forehead: "I'm fine, just take these away."

Shao He had a face of disapproval: "How can you pay so little attention to recuperation after recovering from a serious illness? Imperial physician Zheng has been practicing medicine for decades, and although the prescriptions prescribed are a bit bitter, the effect is very good..."

Very good... In the past few lives, I have not been able to pull me back from the 24-year-old mark.

Yanji turned a deaf ear.

Shao He talked earnestly at the side for a long time, seeing that the medicinal soup was about to cool down, His Majesty still remained unmoved and was very worried.Then he watched a slender hand reaching out to his eyes, taking the medicine bowl in his hand.

"Your Majesty." Xie Wenzhuo half-kneeled in front of the window bed holding a medicine bowl, his eyes were peaceful: "Drink the medicine."

He had just come back from the shower, and he only put on a coat casually outside his inner clothes, which was loosely worn on his body. Occasionally, a few drops of water dripped from the ends of his hair, skipped over his collarbone and disappeared into the depths of his clothes. From Yan Ji's perspective, he could see everything at a glance.

Yan Ji narrowed his eyes, feeling that such a scene was too exciting for him.

What's more, Xie Wenzhuo's appearance and personality are [-]% to his appetite.

When Yan Ji recovered from the masculine stimulation, he found that he had taken the medicine bowl from Xie Wenzhuo's hand at some point.

Yanji: "..."

Xie Wenzhuo smiled warmly and elegantly.

Shao He's eyes were round and round, full of anticipation.

Yan Ji suddenly felt that he couldn't refuse.

He was silent for a few seconds, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it while holding his breath.

It was as hard as ever.

Seeing that he drank the medicine, Shao He was very happy.Yan Ji saw that it was not too early, so he sent him back to rest, Shao He responded, picked up the medicine bowl and went out, only Yan Ji and Xie Wenzhuo were left in the hall.

Yan Ji lowered his head and waited for the bitter smell to dissipate, when he suddenly saw a pack of candied fruit in front of him, he turned his head, Xie Wenzhuo half-kneeled there with a gentle smile on his lips: "The candied fruit made by myself at home, I still hope Your Majesty, don't be disgusted."

Yanji often ate this candied fruit during the months of lingering sickness in her last life, and now I miss seeing it again, Yanji took it and opened it, picked up a piece casually, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

Xie Wenzhuo stared at the mole at the corner of his eye, got up, turned around and walked towards the wooden table, and when he came back, there were a few more books in his hand.

Yan Ji glanced at it: "What is this?"

In fact, this is knowingly asking.

In the previous life, Xie Wenzhuo would bring several volumes of books to teach him the ways of the emperor every night, sometimes it was about military tactics and sometimes it was about policy theory, the content was quite obscure.

Xie Wenzhuo smiled, put down the scroll in his hand, Yan Ji took a copy and opened it, it was indeed something he had read before, so he laughed and moved to the side: "Teacher, don't stand still, sit down .”

Xie Wenzhuo was taken aback for a moment, the light in his eyes was fleeting, and he stepped forward and sat down by the bed.

Yan Ji watched him sit down and picked up the book: "What does the Taifu want to teach today?"

Xie Wenzhuo is very good at being a grand tutor. He is not as rigid as ordinary emperor teachers, but he will use some examples from history books to let Yan Ji talk about his opinions. Hypotheses are put forward for omissions, and then Yanji solves them.

What is taught is the way of the emperor's overall situation.

This time too.

Fu Zhihuai opened the book and asked about the battle of Huaishui in Taizu's time.

Yan Ji answered one by one according to what he said before, Xie Wenzhuo listened to him, and occasionally handed him a cup of tea to moisten his throat.About half an hour later, Xie Wenzhuo closed the book: "Let's go here first today."

Yan Ji nodded, but saw that Xie Wenzhuo did not leave as before, but took out a book from his arms again.

Looking down at the cover, it was a book I had never seen before.

"What kind of book is this?" Yan Ji was a little puzzled, and reached out to pick up the book and opened it. With just one glance, he saw three big characters on the title page that were very eye-catching——

Room, middle, surgery.

Yan Ji was shocked.

He raised his head to look at Xie Wenzhuo, who was sitting there with slightly lowered brows and eyes, and a warm smile on his lips. No matter how he looked, he didn't look like someone who would hold this book at night to communicate with others.

Yan Ji felt that he must have made a mistake, thought for a while, paused with his fingers at the foot of the page, and turned to another page.

I saw a man and a woman hugging each other tightly in various postures that were so dirty that they couldn't bear to look directly at them.

Yanji: "..."

My eyes hurt a little.

"Your Majesty is now in the age of tying his hair. The art in the room should be classified as teaching. Naturally, the minister should also take on the position of Taifu, so as not to disgrace the name of the emperor." Xie Wenzhuo stretched out his hand and took the book in his hand. He took it out and held it in his hand with a very calm expression.

Seeing his serious expression, Yan Ji was speechless for a while.

He bowed his head in silence, he couldn't bear to look at what Xie Wenzhuo was holding, so he simply chose non-violence and non-cooperation.Xie Wenzhuo glanced at him with a smile, turned a page lightly with his fingers, and then Yan Ji heard Xie Wenzhuo describe the posture on the scroll in his hand in his usual gentle voice.

From specific actions to feelings.

Different, normal, detailed, detailed.

Yanji's whole body is not well.

In his impression, Xie Wenzhuo was a gentleman, gentle and jade-like, clean and self-possessed on a daily basis and not close to women. Yanji always felt that the Taifu was the most amazing and brilliant flower of the ascetic system in Daqi.

But now, the flower of the abstinence department Gaoling actually...

Yan Ji didn't even know how to describe it.

He stared at Xie Wenzhuo in a daze, Xie Wenzhuo lowered his eyebrows and uttered a voice, the deep voice pierced into Yanji's ears with a strong posture, and then in his mind, it was a vivid picture.

The generations of Yanji were busy with the struggle between the imperial court and the nine kingdoms, and there was no one else around, so it was a little bit stunned when it suddenly came to such a large scale.

I don't know how long it has been like this, Xie Wenzhuo stopped talking, closed the pages of the book and raised his head, smiled: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Only then did Yan Ji come back to his senses, looked at Xie Wenzhuo, and then thought about the picture in his mind just now, his ears were a little hot.

Xie Wenzhuo looked at him and opened his mouth again: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

How should I answer such a shameful question?

Yan Ji choked, but seeing Xie Wenzhuo's serious expression, he could only hum a few times indiscriminately: "...not bad."

Xie Wenzhuo smiled, and stood up holding the book: "That's good, the night is already late, and tomorrow we have to go to court early, Your Majesty should rest early."

Yan Ji hummed.

Xie Wenzhuo bowed, turned around and turned off the oil lamp, and left the inner hall.

Yan Ji sat in the darkness and stretched out his hand to caress his cheek, the tentacles were hot.He took a few deep breaths and lay down, closed his eyes, and various indescribable images involuntarily appeared in his mind.

So a sleepless night.

……

The result of a sleepless night is dark circles under the eyes and a tired look.

Yan Ji was in a bad mood, and his whole body was shrouded in low air pressure.

Under the low pressure, the court officials were the first to suffer.After being attacked by Yanji's poisonous tongue mode several times, the officials instantly understood that today is not the time to be long-winded, so they tuned in wisely and did not speak.

Of course, there are those who are not afraid of death, such as the courtiers recommended by Yan Zhou before.

Zhou Jing took a step forward and handed over the memorial: "Your Majesty, after discussion, Jiangnan's rebel ministers and others have a detailed plan. Please take a look at it."

Yan Ji glanced at him: "I also want to see this kind of thing? Just say it directly, and let the ministers listen to whether it is appropriate."

Zhou Jing responded, and opened his mouth. Yanji knew what he was going to say after listening to the beginning, and was not in the mood to continue listening. He lowered his head lazily, and his eyes slowly swept across the faces of the officials below.

Grand Master Su Mou, Minister of Dali Temple Lin Yin, Minister of the Household Department Liang Chuan, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment Wei Rong...

His gaze finally stopped on Fu Zhihuai and Xie Wenzhuo.

The two stood there, one coquettish and the other restrained.They were obviously wearing the same court clothes as the others, but they were the only ones, so they felt a little more special.

Actually no wonder.

In Daqi's court where the civil servants were sick and weak, and the military generals were full of wind and frost, the looks of Fu Zhihuai and Xie Wenzhuo were simply a breath of fresh air.

Seeing Yan Ji looking over, the corners of Fu Zhihuai's eyes twitched slightly, while Xie Wenzhuo's eyes were calm and his face was very good-looking.

But when Yan Ji looked at them, he thought of the shameless love poems and the tricks in the house, and was very sad for a while, and the depression in his body became even heavier.

Seeing the change in his expression, the servants below immediately winked at Zhou Jing and the others.Zhou Jing was conscientious and quick to cut a long story short, stepped aside and remained silent.

There was no noise in her ears, and Yan Ji felt a little better: "It's over? How do you feel?"

"The minister has no objection."

"Then follow this plan, everything will be done as soon as possible, but it must be more secure."

Zhou Jing and the others bowed and said yes.

Yan Ji hummed, and looked at the crowd again: "Then, will the ministers still play?"

The ministers looked at his face, and thought about the courtiers who had been poisoned before, they all bowed their heads in silence with great interest.

Yan Ji waved his hand and retreated from the court, leaving the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The morning light outside is just right, with a faint fragrance of peach blossoms.Yanji walked through the bluestone road with peach blossom petals, and his mood finally eased. The corners of his peach blossom eyes were stained with the usual smile again, and the curve eased.

It's just that such a good mood didn't last long, Yanji stopped in front of the imperial study.

In front of the vermilion wooden door, a person stood quietly with a warm expression.

Pro-Prince Yan Zhou.