Dingjiangshan

It's not a good experience to think about such a heavy thing just after waking up. Ning Yan pinched the bridge of his nose and cleared most of the useless emotions in his mind. Then he sat up from the soft pillow and collected a pile of memorials beside the pillow The whole box was moved to the bed.

Today's dismissal of the imperial court was announced shortly, and there was no nonsense in this pile of memorials. Please settle down. Ning Yan casually flipped through a few books, and found that the few courtiers who had been named by him and Jing Zhan the day before were more or less They were all on the booklet, with various titles, probably because they were afraid that what happened to him before was just the beginning, to test his attitude.

The adults like Shu Qinghui, who were not named by the court, mostly talked about trivial matters within their duties in oblique terms. Only Li Qingyun, the official minister who was pulled out and shot, was very straightforward, and wrote a letter to apologize for his failure to control the backyard.

Ning Yan snorted, flipped through the papers of these people, and threw them aside.

He just threw a big blow yesterday, and it's not yet time to reassure these people.Ning Yan wanted to show off these civil servants who thought too much of themselves, so he picked out the papers of these people on the list and threw them aside, preparing to type them back to the cabinet for approval.

However, now that the chief minister of the cabinet is not in Beijing, these papers have to go back to their own hands after going around.

Ning Yan just wants to laugh when he thinks of them beating their hearts to his unapproved papers.

He pursed his lips, suppressed the smile on his lips, and picked up the remaining few memorials in his hand.

After being interrupted like this, Ning Yan's mood improved a lot, and the speed of turning over the book was much lighter.

He had just ordered someone to send this large stack of memorials back to the cabinet, when he caught up with He Wenting to deliver things back from the Empress Dowager's palace.

He Wenting walked into the door feeling cold and answered him. It was cold in winter, and the frost condensed on He Wenting's clothing instantly turned into water and soaked into the fabric, making the small piece on his shoulder darker.

He was holding a tray in his hand, on which was a small sapphire bowl, Ning Yan poked his head to look, and found a bowl of jujube molasses inside.

Ning Yan's preference for sweets is a "secret" that is tacitly understood by everyone in the palace. The imperial dining room has served him for ten years, so of course he knows his taste, so he puts special effort on desserts.

The bowl of sugar cheese in He Wenting's hand was still steaming, and a thin layer of powdered sugar was sprinkled on it, which had already been fumigated by the heat.After the red dates are pitted, the sticky and dry skins are removed, smashed into pieces, mixed with powdered sugar and sprinkled on the sugar cheese, which smells sweet and not greasy.

"Your Majesty." He Wenting stood at the door and waited for a while. After the heater had melted the cold air on his body, he knelt down in front of Ning Yan's bed with a tray in his hand, and said, "Your Majesty has been asleep for a while, and he must be hungry now. Let’s have a bowl of warm cheese to soothe the stomach, and wait for a while before passing the meal.”

Ning Yan hummed, supported the bed with his hands and moved over, put his feet on the footrests beside the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed.He took the small bowl from He Wenting's hand, and stirred the sweet cheese inside with a silver spoon.

When he stirred it like this, all the powdered sugar melted into the sugar cheese.Ning Yan mixed the crushed red dates, took a spoonful and touched his lips, feeling a little hot.

"You went, what did the Queen Mother say?" Ning Yan asked lightly.

"The Empress Dowager likes it very much." He Wenting said: "The Empress Dowager said that when she worshiped the Buddha a few days ago, she felt that the original sandalwood incense was a bit boring, and she wanted to find some new good incense. It just so happened that Your Majesty sent a new incense. It’s really a mother-child bond.”

He Wenting put the tray beside him, took two steps on his knees and stepped forward to put on shoes and socks for Ning Yan.

In fact, according to He Wenting's current status, these trivial and trivial things of serving people on a daily basis must be done by the servants.But probably because he had the experience of being raised outside since he was a child, Ning Yan didn't like being surrounded by a crowd of people, so He Wenting always did this kind of personal work in person.

Fortunately, He Wenting was born in Ning Yan's mother's family. Watching Ning Yan grow up since he was a child, his love is as good as others, and he is not at ease entrusting him to others to serve him.

"Mother and child are connected?" Ning Yan smiled inexplicably. He stirred the bowl with a small silver spoon, and accidentally picked up a small piece of red dates on the handle of the spoon.Ning Yan stared at the piece of red dates for a while, then licked it off with the tip of his tongue, and then slowly continued the second sentence: "The queen mother and I are so close to each other."

He Wenting lowered his head and carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on Ning Yan's boots, not daring to speak.

This complaint is like a little bit of emotion that the teenager inadvertently revealed, and it is fleeting.Ning Yan didn't say any more, he finished the bowl of sugar and cheese slowly, and handed the jade bowl to He Wenting.

"Uncle Huang has gone back?" Ning Yan stood up as he spoke, and spread his hands to let He Wenting help him get dressed.

"The servant who went to see the prince has already replied, and the prince has arrived at the palace safely." He Wenting said: "The prince didn't rest well last night, and his energy was short, so he fell asleep when he returned to the palace."

Ning Yan hummed in satisfaction, then remembered something, and stretched out his hand lazily to his side.

The servant who was standing in the corner recording the emperor's daily life was obviously used to it, so he didn't need Ning Yan's instructions, so he hurried forward a few steps and handed the record booklet and pen to Ning Yan.

Ning Yan flipped through the two pages casually, and ticked off a stroke -- it was the matter of Ning Huaijin carrying him in the same car yesterday.

It's against the rules for the emperor to change the daily notes without authorization, but in the Zichen Palace, Ning Yan has always been consistent, and he usually only changes small things about Ning Huaijin, most of which are harmless, so the daily officials naturally dare not disobey him, I can only let him draw.

Ning Yan handed the book back to the servant, and ordered: "Ask someone to go to the palace to deliver a message, and tell the emperor that I'm well, and tell the emperor to rest well, and he doesn't have to go to the cabinet for two days."

"Yes." He Wenting agreed.

The cabinet was going to be covered by dark clouds for a while these two days, Ning Yan wanted to watch the fun, and didn't want Ning Huaijin to get involved.

After Ning Yan washed and tidied up, he changed into light clothes and stood up to loosen his muscles.

The weather outside was fine today, Ning Yan had a rare day of leisure, and became very interested, regardless of He Wenting's dissuasion, he put on a big cloak and insisted on going outside to get some fresh air.

Overnight, the melted snow water condensed into long and short icicles under the eaves of Zichen Hall, before they were knocked off by the servants.

Those tiny icicles refracted the clear sunlight into mottled bright colors, and the small spots of light spread out in a row at the entrance of the main hall, and were mostly blocked by Ning Yan's shadow.

Ning Yan folded his hands in the warm sleeves, took a deep breath of the cool air, and felt that his mind was much clearer.

"You just said that the Empress Dowager is paying respects to the Buddha these days?" Ning Yan asked suddenly.

"Yes." He Wenting, who came out with him, hurriedly said: "The queen mother has recently cultivated herself and worshiped the Buddha. A few days ago, she personally copied the scriptures and sent them to the Taimiao to pray for blessings. She is in good spirits."

"The queen mother should be in a good mood, burn incense and meditate, and calm down." Ning Yan smiled with his eyes bent, and suddenly said something else: "Speaking of which, the teacher sent me a letter."

"Master Jiang, you are always thinking about His Majesty." He Wenting said with a smile.

The teacher Ning Yan was talking about was Jiang Xiaohan, the current chief assistant of the cabinet.

This left prime minister is also a strange person with sharp eyesight. He ignored the two very popular adult princes back then, and insisted on helping Ning Yan with all his heart.Not to mention others, even Ning Huaijin thought he was losing his mind at first, but he didn't expect him to help, and he really helped.

After Ning Yan ascended the throne, the Prime Minister of the Left became the emperor's teacher logically. He taught Ning Yan for ten years, and he was both a teacher and a friend with Ning Yan. Even now, he has won Ning Yan's trust.

"Teacher went from the capital to Kunlun, took the Yangtze River waterway, and happened to pass by the two prefectures of Anqing and Jiujiang." Ning Yan said with a smile: "There are many customs and people along the river. The teacher found it interesting, so he wrote an excerpt for me to enjoy. Have fun."

"I heard that there are many hunting grounds, and Zhuangzi has cultivated it. I am very envious when I hear it, and I want to go out and play for a while." Ning Yan said with a sigh: "It's a pity that being confined in the palace is not as good as uncles and brothers. comfortable."

These words were beyond what He Wenting could answer in daily life, so he just stood silently beside Ning Yan, quietly maintaining the smile just now.

Ning Yan didn't care whether He Wenting replied, just a few words of emotion, and then brought the conversation back.

"The empress dowager is willing to cultivate herself, but the Renshou Palace can't be too dull." Ning Yan pondered for a moment, then said: "It's just that I don't know how to pass the time in the harem, whether it's watching a play or going to the garden, let the empress dowager choose."Tell the harem to be more careful, so that you can serve the queen mother. "

He Wenting answered yes in a low voice.

In winter, as long as noon is past, the north wind will be raging. It is useless to bask in the best sun, and it will always make people stiff from the cold.

The cold wind carried ice particles and blew straight at the person's face. The waiter in winter clothes shrank his neck in the cold wind, curled up like a shrimp, and walked forward under the wall.

In this ghostly weather, there was no one on the long palace road, the little servant only felt that the clothes on his body were leaking from all sides, and he walked fast with his neck shrunk.He bypassed the palace gate of the inner hall, quickly ran across the palace passage, and got into another palace located on the east side of the palace city along the side door.

As soon as he entered the palace gate, there was a corridor that could barely shelter him from the wind, so the little servant took his hands out of his sleeves, stood at the corner of the corridor and stomped his feet, warming his stiff fingers with his breath.

In the main hall of Renshou Palace not far away, the Empress Dowager was looking at the sapphire incense stand in her hand.

In the main hall, there are five charcoal stoves burning, big and small, making the house as warm as spring.The empress dowager sat at the top, and at the bottom sat a court lady in high-grade palace attire, who was twisting the sweaty handkerchief in her hands under the cover of her sleeves, looking at the empress dowager's expression from time to time.

"The daughter of the Shu family, I remember it. I heard that she is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is gentle and virtuous. She is famous in the whole capital." After a while, the queen mother finally seemed to remember that there was still this number in the house. He waved back the servants, and picked up the interrupted words with a smile: "I also often hear people boast that they are no less than the princesses in the palace."

"Where is it?" The middle-aged woman quickly stood up and said humbly: "My little girl will never dare to compare with the nobles in the palace."

"Speaking of which, I've never met a girl before, and I'm more interested in mentioning it today." The queen mother waved her hand and said, "In the past few years, all the princesses in the palace have been married off, and the Ai family's knees are empty. It's very boring, it happens that you are entering the palace today, why don't you bring her someday, and it would be nice to stay with me for two days."

The woman was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't understand why the other party suddenly changed her mind. She had hinted at it for a long time, but the other party was indifferent.

But in any case, this change has only advantages and no disadvantages for her-she came here for this matter.

Women's ways of handling affairs are much more tactful and simpler than men's.For Shu Qiuyu's mother, the empress dowager's willingness to let Shu Qiuyu enter the palace to accompany her meant that she was willing to contribute to the child's marriage.

This is enough.

So the woman didn't say any more, but thanked her gratefully, sat down and rambled a few words, and then hurriedly left as if she was afraid that the Queen Mother would regret it.

When the woman was sent away by the servants, an older servant next to the queen mother brought her a hand stove to warm her hands, and persuaded her disapprovingly: "Why did the queen mother agree to her, your majesty just put down a few The face of this lord clearly shows that he does not want to be burdened by marriage. Forgive me for saying bluntly, the Empress Dowager is not His Majesty's own mother, and I am afraid it will be thankless to take on this job."

"Children's thoughts are the most difficult to guess, but they are also the easiest to guess." The queen mother glanced at him, took off the beads on her wrist and held them in her hand, and passed them one by one, and then said: "It's up to you Can't tell whether he is really angry or just doesn't want to be manipulated by others."

The servant smiled wryly, and said: "This old slave is dull, I can't see any difference."

"The difference is that the former is not intentional, while the latter is intentional." The queen mother closed her eyes slightly, and said slowly: "What do you mean by His Majesty sending this incense table?"

The old servant shook his head hesitantly.

"You don't dare to guess." The queen mother smiled lightly, and said: "...the rain beats the residual lotus, isn't it the autumn rain?"