Dingjiangshan

The other courtiers were also startled by Ning Yan and Jing Zhan, and they couldn't recover for a while.

Several courtiers who had been involved in this matter before were now feeling guilty, but fell silent together, only waiting to make an appointment with a few close colleagues to chat about this matter after the court.

The few remaining people who didn't participate also roughly understood the situation, and they didn't dare to touch Ning Yan's fate, and rashly mentioned the matter of the draft.

Logically speaking, Jing Zhan didn't have to go to court or discuss matters, so after drinking the cup of tea at hand, he was led away by Ning Yan's attendant.

Several important officials in the court had different thoughts, glanced at Ning Yan's face, and carefully picked out a few trivial daily chores and played them.

For example, the regulations of the Longevity Festival, the ceremonies at the end of the year, the scientific examinations in the coming year, and the transfer of officials to Beijing at the end of the year to report on their duties, etc.There are old rules to be found for these things, and when they are brought up to the court, it shows that there are rules and regulations. Playing a performance is nothing more than a process.

Therefore, Ning Yan spent this morning very leisurely.

After the court, Ning Yan turned back to the upper study room. Jing Zhan, who had left earlier, was sitting in the outer hall waiting for him. When he saw him enter the door, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and put down the book in his hand.

"Your Majesty, the time is short this morning." Jing Zhan put his hands into a snow-white fur sleeve, did not get up to salute, but just leaned on the soft chair and looked at Ning Yan, and said calmly: "It seems that the front is calm."

The maids in the palace were already used to seeing the two of them get along with each other in daily life, and now their faces were full of habit.

"Which day ahead was not a calm one?" Ning Yan asked back as he stepped into the door.

Ning Yan placed the cold hand stove in the tray in the hand of the court lady casually, and walked into the inner room without stopping.He Wenting, the personal servant beside him, hurriedly stuffed the fly whisk into the hand of the little eunuch, and followed him in to serve him.

There is a thick screen between Jing Zhan and Ning Yan. Although they can't see the scene on the other side of the screen, there is no hindrance to their conversation.

"A few days ago, didn't those people try their best to fill up the three-acre land behind His Majesty?" Jing Zhan said, "Even when the servants of the National Teacher's Mansion went out to buy things, they were secretly and openly stalked." Inquiring about the news, I asked if there was any movement on the Red Luan Star recently."

Ning Yan laughed behind the screen.

The earth dragon was always burning in the study room, and the house was as warm as spring.He Wenting took off Ning Yan's court robe and hung it up, and put on a black uniform robe for him.

Ning Yan raised his head slightly, while He Wenting waited for him to unbutton his coat, put on a jade-colored belt, and finally hung the unicorn pendant he had been waiting for for a long time on the belt.

"It is also the responsibility of the emperor to extend the succession." Ning Yanwei closed his eyes and said calmly: "There is nothing wrong with them being anxious."

Jing Zhan brushed off his cuffs, and Shi Shiran said: "If Your Majesty says so, then next time someone comes to the National Teacher's Mansion to inquire about news, I will tell them that there has been a change in the Red Luan Star recently. It must be that a good thing is coming... how?"

Ning Yan didn't speak.

He took the hand stove from He Wenting, walked to the head and sat down.

Seeing that he had changed his clothes, the little servants who were standing aside and waiting for orders came up automatically and took down the screen.

Seeing this, Jing Zhan didn't wait for Ning Yan to order someone to invite him, so he stood up by himself, walked to the bottom of the inner room and took a seat.

A woman in tender pink palace attire walked out from the apse with a curtain, holding a plain white teacup on the tea tray in her hand. She walked behind Ning Yan and put the teacup in Ning Yan's hand.

The tea contained in the cup was different from the usual ones for entertaining guests, with a less bitter taste, and a slightly sweet scent that was not easy to detect.

"This is the milk tea delivered by the dining room today." The woman said: "The milk has been boiled for three hours to remove the smell. The tea is also baked by the servants before. It is neither bitter nor astringent. Your Majesty will try it."

Ning Yan took the teacup, took a small sip and put it by his hand, humming.

Seeing him like this, Linglong consciously kept silent, neatly sorted and stacked several memorial boxes on Ning Yan's book case, and placed them by the hands closest to Ning Yan according to the degree of urgency.

After putting away the memorial in her hand, Linglong walked to the corner of the table again, opened the copper incense burner, sprinkled half a spoonful of spice powder into it with a silver spoon, and retreated to the corner of the room consciously to wait for the service.

The little maid serving in the room bowed over with lowered eyebrows and brought Jing Zhan a new cup of tea.

Seeing that Ning Yan remained silent for a long time, Jing Zhan knew what was on his mind, so he had to change the term.

"I can cover one thing or two for Your Majesty." Jing Zhan said: "Just say that Your Majesty's fleeting collision is not conducive to marriage. If you force a big marriage, it may damage the long-term marriage and hinder the harmony with the future emperor... But Your Majesty, this is not the case. It’s not a long-term solution, it’s okay for a year or two, but it won’t work for a long time.”

Ning Yan got a headache when he mentioned this, he frowned and rubbed his forehead in embarrassment.

Jing Zhan said it sincerely, and it was indeed a good way.You can disbelieve God's will, but you can't be disrespectful. If Jing Zhan said something like the collision of fleeting years, even the civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty would not be able to say anything wrong.But Ning Yan has been dragging on this matter for two or three years. Manchu civil and military officials are not willing to give up, and they always want to test it out. He is also very irritable.

"No need for now." Ning Yan said: "A solution that treats the symptoms but not the root cause is of no great use. If it is a fleeting collision, they will definitely give a report saying that they can draft first, and taking a concubine is not counted in the marriage, so there is nothing wrong with it."

Ning Yan refuted this method, and Jing Zhan didn't say anything more.The duty of a courtier is to share the king's worries, but if Ning Yan has his own plans in mind, then naturally he won't be needed.

"It's just why Your Majesty is so opposed to this matter." This question is not only for the courtiers outside, even Jing Zhan occasionally is puzzled. The emperor's harem has always been full of beauties, and he has never seen an emperor who is so insensitive to the girls.Jing Zhan pondered for a moment, then asked tentatively, "But because you don't like Shu's daughter?"

"That's not true." Ning Yan smiled generously and said, "Not only his family's daughter, I don't like anyone else's daughter."

Jing Zhan: "..."

He said in his heart that you stay in the palace all day long, and you have never seen any of the noble ladies in the capital, so what do you like or dislike.

But Jing Zhan didn't say these words in the end, he didn't regard Ning Yan as a simple emperor like those courtiers outside, he understood Ning Yan's temperament.Although this young emperor is young, his ideas are upright, and he can really pretend in his heart.If he doesn't want to talk about something, no matter how you use eighteen martial arts, don't try to pry into his mind.

I don't know which side of him has been touched by the draft, so it's better to stay away.

Ning Yan glanced at his expression, and knew what he was guessing in his heart.He and Jing Zhan knew each other when they were young, and they almost grew up together, and their relationship is closer than others, so they are naturally willing to say a few more words.

"I just don't want to let them handle it." Ning Yan took off the beads on his wrist, threw them on the table, and opened a memorial from the table, took a jade pen and filled it with ink, and continued. : "The courtiers always have a big trust, relying on their duties as speakers to tell me what to do. They are full of sages and sages, even if everyone understands that they have selfish intentions in their hearts, but a word of righteousness, no matter what, they are still justified. "

"But I don't want to be like this, and I don't want to live by games and compromises with the courtiers in the future." Ning Yan said: "If I want to be quiet for the next few decades, I can't let others control me like this."

Jing Zhan secretly agreed in his heart.

Now that Ning Yan is in the early days of his pro-government, it is indeed a good time to establish his prestige, not to mention that the draft is not a final and important matter of the government, it is the best way to show his attitude.

It's just that this thought hadn't turned half a circle in Jing Zhan's mind, when Ning Yan wrote a few lines on the memorial, and said lightly: "Besides, I have a sweetheart."

He said this casually as if "I think the weather is good today", Jing Zhan was choked up, and subconsciously looked around at the maids in the house.

It's just that the people in front of the imperial court counted one by one, and they were all human beings. After hearing this, everyone's expression remained unchanged, and they stood in place peacefully. At a glance, it looked like a group of clay sculptures standing in the room, as if someone I also didn't hear Ning Yan's earth-shattering confession.

Jing Zhan: "..."

Jing Zhan didn't want to ask any more.

Since Ning Yan was so opposed to the draft, it meant that his sweetheart, not to mention the queen, might not even be able to pass the threshold of the draft. He might be a small girl from a small family, so it would be useless to ask.

As Ning Yan is an emperor, his queen must be respected by the mother. If he chooses someone whose status is not enough, let alone a courtier, his clan will not be able to pass the test.

Jing Zhan sighed softly, feeling that there was no need to persuade him any more.After all, from ancient times to the present, there has never been an emperor who "guarded his body like a jade" for his sweetheart. Ning Yan was still young, and there was something fresh for a while. After a long time, he would naturally give in.

"Then what is His Majesty going to do?" Jing Zhan asked.

"I have plans." Ning Yan said.

"Since Your Majesty has plans, I won't ask any more questions." Jing Zhan stood up, straightened his sleeves, and said, "If that's the case, I will leave first."

Ning Yan was taken aback, and asked, "Aren't you going to stay for lunch?"

"No." Jing Zhan said with a smile: "The Spring and Autumn Restaurant in Beijing has a new dish today, and I'm going to try it."

Chunqiu Restaurant makes excellent pretzels, and the fish has always been good. Jing Zhan likes his fish very much, and Ning Yan knows it too.

"Then go." Ning Yan said.

Jing Zhan nodded slightly, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, paused, and asked casually in a homely tone.

"By the way, why isn't Prince Gong here today?"

Jing Zhan has also received a lot of care from Ning Huaijin over the years, seeing that he is not in court, he has to ask a question.

"Uncle Huang accidentally caught wind and cold half a month ago, and stayed in bed for two days. Although he has recovered these few days, there is nothing serious about going to court, so he didn't come to court." Ning Yan said: "...It's freezing cold Yes, it doesn’t matter if you don’t bother.”

Jing Zhan nodded when he heard the words, but he didn't pay much attention to it, as long as he heard it.

As soon as Jing Zhan stepped out of the door of the study, Ning Yan stopped the pen in his hand.

The reason he just told Jing Zhan was just one of them. In fact, as early as a few years ago, Ning Yan had a vague feeling...that Ning Huaijin was gradually delegating power to him in recent years.

This year is even more so. If there is no major event, Ning Huaijin doesn't even go to court very often. She only comes once in ten days and half a month. Even if she comes, she seldom expresses her opinions at court. .

Of course Ning Yan understood that this was because he was getting older day by day, and the former assistant minister had to return the government to him slowly, leaving room for him to gain authority in the court.

Not only Ning Huaijin, but even the teacher who had taught him for many years found an excuse and went home to rest for the time being.

And Ning Huaijin, as a clan member, had sheltered Ning Yan in his childhood, so he had more suspicions to avoid than others.

Logically speaking, Ning Huaijin is so knowledgeable that everyone should praise her sense of propriety, but Ning Yan still feels uncomfortable all over.

He stared at the memorial in his hand thoughtfully for a while, then turned his wrist and tapped the table with the pen holder.

Recently Ning Yan has been busy catching those courtiers, he is very busy every day, if Jing Zhan didn't mention it just now, he almost didn't remember it.

——He had indeed not seen Ning Huaijin for half a month.