big master, big liar

After a few days, the matter of the national teacher was discussed again in the court, but the result was beyond everyone's expectation.

Before Ji Yunxi mentioned the candidate, Bai Heng was the first to change his tune, claiming that Song Xuan was the best candidate for the national teacher.

What's even more surprising is that Lu Qishang didn't say a word. Although he didn't agree, he didn't say anything to stop him.

This made the ministers who had already prepared to face the storm a little confused.

But in any case, Song Xuan's position as a national teacher was considered safe, but Ji Yunxi made another controversial proposal afterwards.

The canonization of the national teacher was on the same day as Ji Yunxi's ascension to the throne.

Although the Ministry of Rites blasted the pot over this, Ji Yunxi seemed to have inherited Ji Hui's ability to turn a deaf ear to the officials, and did not intend to change at all.

He hoped that Song Xuan would crown him as a national teacher, and he always seemed to be expecting that these ceremonies would play a small role in linking him and Song Xuan together.

It was as if the two hair ties that were intertwined that day were twisted into a concentric knot, and it was difficult to separate them from each other.

Song Xuan was a little helpless: "If they really disagree, you don't have to insist. My national teacher is picked for nothing, and it doesn't make any difference if it's a day earlier or a day later."

Ji Yunxi was approving the documents in his hand, with a worried look on his face: "It seems that I am the only one who cares about this matter, and my brother doesn't care at all."

Song Xuan persuaded him with a smile: "Of course I am willing to be with you, but I am afraid that if they don't let go, they will upset you instead.

Ever since Song Xuan revealed his heart to him, Ji Yunxi has become more and more clingy, running to the Zhaixing Pavilion for several days in a row, and even brought over the paperwork for approval, and at night, she would act coquettishly, insisting on sleeping in Zhaixing Pavilion. Inside the pavilion.

How could Song Xuan agree, the two of them had been having a heated fight recently, it really made Ji Yunxi fall asleep, even Song Xuan himself didn't know what would happen.

Song Xuan kept chasing people away, but Ji Yunxi became more frustrated and courageous, and recently he became more and more whimsical: "After I ascend the throne, my brother will move into the palace with me, right?"

Song Xuan was reading the script on the couch, but he didn't take it to heart, and refused casually: "How can this be done?"

Ji Yunxi put down the pen, rolled over on the couch, and sat on Song Xuan's waist: "Why can't this work? The Zhaixing Pavilion is so far away from my residence, brother is willing to let me run outside all day?"

To be honest, Zhaixing Pavilion is by no means far from Ji Yunxi's residence, it is about too far away from the hospital, but it is naturally worse than the harem.

"There are female relatives in the harem," Song Xuan tapped Ji Yunxi's head casually with a book in his hand, "I'm a foreigner living here, aren't you afraid of green clouds?"

When Song Xuan said this, Ji Yunxi became vigilant.

It's not that he's afraid that there will be female relatives in the harem, and now there are only a few concubines who keep their own place in the harem, and it's very empty.

It's just that most of the palace people in the harem are girls who are as beautiful as flowers and jade, and there are quite a few girls who see Ji Yunxi's harem is empty, and want to trick some tricks into his eyes.

In the past few days alone, Ji Yunxi has met quite a few. Thinking about it, if Song Xuan lived in the back and had contact with these women every day, Ji Yunxi would feel very uncomfortable.

He bit Song Xuan's neck resentfully: "My brother belongs to me alone, don't let others snatch it away."

Song Xuan was slightly hurt by his bite, but he didn't push his head lying on his neck, he just rubbed it casually: "How did you learn a virtue from Ergou? Biting people at every turn?"

"I don't like this place, let me build another palace for my brother." Ji Yunxi suddenly said in a low voice. "Zhaixing Pavilion is too high and too cold, and my brother won't like it."

Song Xuan was a little surprised, he really didn't like Zhaixing Pavilion very much, even though it was the residence of the first national teacher, it was indeed too deserted for him.

Song Xuan has never been a person who can stand on tall buildings. He prefers lively and comfortable places. What's more, Zhaixing Pavilion has always given him a sense of familiarity, which makes him feel inexplicably sad.

It's just that he didn't expect Ji Yunxi to bring it up.

The heart is good, but it's just too demeanor.

This person hadn't taken the position yet, so he was thinking about building large-scale construction projects. It seemed like he was preparing to build a deer tower.

Song Xuan couldn't help but want to laugh a little: "You still plan to hide your beauty in the golden house?"

Ji Yunxi moaned, "If I can hide it, I wish I was the only one in the world who could see you..."

Song Xuan still wanted to laugh at him, but Ji Yunxi leaned over and kissed him, intertwining lips and tongues, making the air in the whole room hot and charming.

It wasn't until he couldn't help reaching out to push, that Ji Yunxi staggered slightly, biting his earlobe lightly, stroking his lips with his fingers, with deep eyes: "Brother, you can only let me bully you..."

Song Xuan sighed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Just having you alone is enough for me to suffer, where can someone else come from?"

Ji Yunxi gave a low laugh, hugged Song Xuan tightly, buried her head in his neck, and raised the corners of her mouth quietly.

"Don't mention the building of the palace anymore." Song Xuan said softly. "Anyway, think about something serious."

Ji Yunxi replied vaguely: "Okay."

Song Xuan sighed: "Ah Xi, I know you don't like this position, and I don't want to force you to be a wise king. But at least treat the people of the world better, and the people below are counting on you.

He doesn't have the mind to help the world at the same time, but he has always seen the people and the world.

He couldn't force Ji Yunxi to make everything better, but he didn't want everything to get worse in Axi's hands.

Ji Yunxi said softly, "I'll listen to my brother."

He grabbed Song Xuan's hand and kissed it lightly, his eyes were fascinated and tender.

In this world, there is only one Song Xuan who treats him well.

But for the sake of Song Xuan, he is also willing to be gentle with this world.

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A few days later, Song Xuan received clear news that he had obtained the seal of the national teacher's book in advance, and the canonization ceremony was on the same day as Ji Yunxi's ascension to the throne.

Also coming here are the crowned dress of the national teacher, and more than ten palace officials and women who are in charge of this matter.

The national teacher is different from ordinary officials, but he also has to go to court, but there are special matters such as worshiping heaven, praying, divination, retreat, etc. It is normal that he does not often appear in court, and he seems to be more relaxed than officials.

It's just that when there are major events such as the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, the rules of the national teacher are much more complicated.

The female officer on the side was talking to him about the process of the day of offering sacrifices to the heaven, and she was very particular about every inch and every minute of it, and she just missed tying him to a rope and making gestures like a puppet.

Song Xuan had a headache when he heard it, and when he looked at the heavy dress that belonged to the national teacher, his headache became even worse.

Only now did he clearly realize that his happy and happy days were indeed over.