Relief

In the colorful garden, there was no sound, and everyone was walking on tiptoe, for fear of disturbing the saint who was taking a lunch break by making any noise.

The wind bells hanging from the corners of the eaves were also picked off, and the smoked wind rushed into the hall wrapped in gauze, and was gradually dispersed by the cool air. There were ice cubes piled up at the four corners of the hall, and the maids held palace fans to fan the air-conditioning piles of ice toward the bright yellow dragon. couch.

The emperor is taking a nap.

However, within a short while, the duty officer on duty quickly walked out of the hall, and summoned the servants to gather around: "Where's the cicada? Where's the cicada!"

The servants looked at each other.

"The cicadas have been driven away, and they must be cleaned every day at noon, so as not to disturb the official family's rest."

"Hi!" Feng Zhi slapped his thigh, "Hurry up and invite the cicada back, I've delayed the official listening to the secret, do you still want to think about it!"

The servants dispersed in a rush, and each went to catch cicadas with their net bags in their hands. The garden became lively again, and the bushes and branches were chattering non-stop.

The emperor held herbal tea in his hand, squatted in the corner to listen, and waved, while the servants standing beside him hurriedly knelt down and approached.

"Listen," the emperor ordered.

He bowed his head in fear.

"What did you hear?"

Chirp, chirp——

Feng Du trembled and said: "This... I, I heard, I heard... The Great Immortal Cicada said that the secrets of heaven must not be leaked."

The emperor was silent, looked up and down his post, and commented: "Is your head full of water? Are you tired from carrying it all day? I will take the burden off for you. Come and drag it out to kill the mosquitoes."

With a plop, he slammed his head on the ground and cried bitterly: "Your Majesty, don't do it, Your Majesty!"

The guards in front of the hall, all covered in armor, came up from both sides, and wanted to drag people away. The emperor asked one of them, "Listen to the cicadas, what did you hear?"

The guard also knelt down with a clang, his nails trembling, but he didn't make a sound.

"say."

The guard's voice came from under the helmet: "I heard...the cicadas sing in an orderly manner, and the rhythm is in order. It is a sign of peace in the surrounding fields and the cleanliness of the Haiyan River. Your majesty is wise, and you will implement benevolent governance and reach heaven."

The emperor's expression suddenly became extremely boring, ignored the two people on the ground, and asked the guard standing at the end: "What did you hear?"

The guard was silent for a long time, and finally said cautiously: "I heard the cry of the child."

The emperor clapped his palms together, poured the herbal tea on the ground, and said, "That's right! I thought it was an auditory hallucination, but there was a child crying, right? It's Shen'er, right? Go, Shen'er, and hug her."

The two people at their feet were still kneeling on the ground.

"Drag these two mentally retarded people out."

"No, Your Majesty! Please forgive me!" There were two wide tears on the face of the servant.

The guard in front of the hall stood up firmly by himself, and dragged the servant out again. Under the supervision of the inner servant, the two stripped off each other's clothes, and stood naked under the veranda.

Not long after, flying insects were attracted from the corner, flying around the two lumps of white flesh, and the bodyguard and the guard were immediately bitten, swollen, itchy and painful.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Feng Duo stood stiffly, wanting to cry but not daring to move.

The heroic posture of the guards stands like a pine, even in the face of summer mosquito attacks.

"Be patient, I have a good medicine for mosquito bites, the effect is very good, and the itching will be relieved immediately."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

The guard had no expression on his face, and said sadly: "No, but I already expected this day will come sooner or later."

There were very few people who borrowed a way in the corridor, so it was not too embarrassing to be punished to stand at this time.

At the end came the sharp crying of a child, and the nanny hurried over with the little Highness in her arms, surrounded by a group of guards.

"Ouch!" the nanny shouted, "Why are you standing outside naked! It looks like a needle's eye!" After speaking, she covered the eyes of the little highness and quickly carried her into the hall.

Serving: "..."

Guard: "..."

After a while, a courtier came to see him anxiously and waited for the transmission under the eaves.

The servant came out and said: "Your Majesty is playing with the little prince and cannot get away. Please come back after noon, Mr. Fan."

The minister shook his head and walked down the steps. He saw the two people who were punished standing, and his eyes were shocked: "What's going on?!"

The whole body was trembling from the itching of duty: "Return to your lord, the ministers are being punished for doing something wrong."

The minister was dumbfounded, his beard was trembling, and he was so well-mannered that he almost couldn't hold back. He commented in four words: "Indecent!"

After taking two steps, he turned his head and glanced at the main hall where children were laughing.In his arms, he was holding the urgently needed chicken feather documents from the Shuaifu of Hebei, but he couldn't see him.It's just unreasonable.

After another cup of tea time, the sundial in front of the hall is slanting westward, and a man in a broad suit and belt walks slowly from the steps below, with a knee-length sword at his waist.

Sword shoes go to the palace, and only one person among the tens of thousands of registered officials in the Kingdom Dynasty has this honor.

Wherever this person passed by, the maids and maids saluted one after another.He walked under the eaves and entered the hall without even a notification. He stopped at the threshold, looked at the two people who were punished, and asked curiously, "What kind of new punishment is this?"

The waiter replied: "Your Majesty was suffering from summer mosquitoes the day before yesterday, and the medicine fumigation fan did not work, so he came up with this method, sacrificing the small self to preserve the big self, it is to kill the mosquitoes."

The man showed a strange expression when he heard it, and praised: "Your Majesty, you have such a good idea, maybe I will try it when I go back to the residence. Is it really effective?"

"This... Look at the mosquito packs on these two people. The mosquitoes in the entire hall must gather here to have such an effect."

The man clapped his hands and clapped his hands: "Okay, okay, attracting mosquitoes to all living beings, you two have really worked hard." With a flick of his front robe, he entered the palace, leaving behind a red and swollen grievance who wanted to cry without tears—the miracle of being able to match the emperor The logic is connected, as expected of you, Wang Xiang.

The hall was filled with cool air, but the floor was covered with a layer of woolen blankets. The servant signaled to take off his boots to enter. Everyone stepped on the woolen blankets barefoot, but the soles of their feet did not feel stuffy. It turned out that there were ice cubes piled up underground, and the air-conditioning Dip into the blanket for soft comfort and pleasant cooling.

Such luxury is often criticized by Yushitai.

In the Manchu Dynasty, only Wang Xiang expressed his understanding.What do those people know? Do they have the experience of bowing their heads and being willing to be a bully?If Fan Qing and Lu Qing were allowed to enter the main hall and saw the emperor lying on all fours and letting the little prince crawl around on his neck, they would probably turn pale with shock and shout that Your Majesty must not lose his dignity.

But Wang Xiang would only say:

"A few days ago, I got a feather coat. It was made from the greenest feathers of the kingfisher's wings and presented to His Majesty. It is embellished on the wool blanket. It is white with green, which means green under the snow. It is like riding a horse through the snow. Grassland, the little prince will definitely like it."

Flattery and flattery, treacherous ministers' behavior, and Wang Xiang are often impeached behind his back.From time to time, when natural and man-made disasters occur, the ministers will say that there are treacherous ministers around the emperor to deceive the audience and manipulate the court.

The child was still at an uninformed age, spitting out bubbles and laughing happily.

The emperor stood up with the child in his arms: "The prime minister is here."

The nanny took the little prince with great insight, and the emperor and Wang Gan walked into the study one after the other.

Wang Gan's first sentence was:

"Xie Wen's son, Xie Jinghui, is still alive."

Emperor Zhenxiu sat down behind the desk: "Come, come, have tea."

Wang Xiang followed suit and took a sip: "Good tea, good tea. My arrangement in Jiangling was perfect, and Xie Jinghui escaped unscathed. It must be Hou Daizhao who got in the way."

The tea leaves were not soaked in the hot water at all. The emperor held the teacup and squinted his eyes under the sky, and said, "What a fart, it's all overcooked. That old man, I told you that you should not work if you have bad eyes. If I can't do it well, it's all because I told the Ministry of Internal Affairs to keep bringing tea to his house."

"Which family's old man?" Wang Xiang asked suspiciously, and said, "Have been exiled and waited for Zhao for more than ten years, so it could be said that he had a different heart early on, and now he is the owner of White Horse Castle. Punishment may get out of control."

The emperor said: "Which old man can it be? Of course it is Boss Cao of Jiangling Tea House. I was living among the people and received a meal from him. Father Gong, all kinds of emotions in the world, a poor wife, a poor friend, icing on the cake, and giving charcoal in the snow , bosom friends are hard to find, and bole is hard to come by, which one is the most precious? Tell me about it.”

Wang Xiang was silent.

The birds built their nests under the tiles, their wings fluttered wildly, making noise, but no one drove them away.

The courtiers all know that the current Holy Majesty likes to talk nonsense, and he is as strong as Fan Qing, sometimes forcing the content of the memorial into the emperor's brain, but as smart as Wang Xiang, he can understand the emperor's subtext.

The number one favored minister of the dynasty is not in vain.

"I understand," Wang Xiang said, "Sending charcoal in the snow is never met by Bole. Xie Wen showed Hou Daizhao a kindness when he was down, no wonder he would let Xie Jinghui miss his old love."

The emperor took a sip of tea and spit it into the spittoon: "Bah."

Wang Gan exited the study.

In the shadow of the screen in the corner, a white-faced student in a robe and hat bowed around to the desk and presented a booklet.The emperor didn't take it, but asked, "What do you remember?"

The white-faced niche replied: "Your Majesty discussed with Wang Xiang the quality of tea and the warmth and warmth of human relationships, and Wang Xiang returned after being taught."

He is wearing a fourth-rank official uniform, holding a pen holder in his hand. He is a Wenge waiting to be made. He is full-time recording the daily life of the emperor, and everything is included in the annals of history. .

The big bird under the eaves was returning to its nest with its worms in its mouth. Suddenly, the chirping of the bird's nest and the sultry chirping of cicadas in the garden became one, making people's brains hurt from the noise.

The emperor frowned and pinched the Jingming acupoint.

"Miscellaneous sparrows will not be driven away, redundant cicadas will not be extinguished, be kind to my father, and will repay my kindness. Can I be regarded as a benevolent king?"

The white-faced young man knelt down and prostrated himself: "Your Majesty is wise and benevolent, and considerate of the people, as evidenced by history books, and left a name in history."

As he drove past Gaomen, the palace guards all knew the prime minister who was wearing a sword with a clear heart, and they let him pass without hindrance.

Outside the palace gate, Wang Gan got out of the sedan chair and waited in the sedan chair for a man with a tattoo on his face.

"What does His Majesty say?"

"His Majesty is sympathetic to Hou Daizhao, knowing how to repay his kindness, and is willing to let him go."

The man smiled disdainfully: "The benevolence of a woman."

Wang Gan glanced at him, not too harshly, but told the man to stop talking.

"And what do you know? Your Majesty fell into party disputes and was exiled. It was the owner of Guiyi Village who saved his life by mistake. Your Majesty agreed with Hou Daizhao for letting Xie Wen go. Jing Hui," Wang Gan glanced at the man holding a roll of letter paper in his hand, "What news?"

"A letter from Yingzhou, Xie Jinghui and his party stayed in Baixuelou with great fanfare."

Wang Gan listened and nodded.

"What should I do? Are you really going to let Xie Jinghui go?"

Wang Gandao: "As long as he is still alive, he can gather people to fight against Hou Daizhao at any time in the name of avenging his father. Once Xie Jinghui dies, even if someone wants to meddle in other people's affairs, they will be unknown. Hou Daizhao is my most satisfying chess piece. Don't be easily shaken. Xie Jinghui will definitely die."

"Your Majesty..."

"Xie Wen is kind to His Majesty, and His Majesty is also kind to me. If you have a favor, you must repay it. It is the truth that His Majesty has demonstrated personally. I repay Your Majesty's kindness and help him solve his problems. What's the problem? To be an adulterer Look like an adulterer, do what you do and love what you do, and you can't do anything that involves your life."

"No problem, no problem." The man admired him sincerely.

The bearer got up the sedan chair and walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion along the Jinxiu Imperial Street where the flowers were blooming like clouds.