Act like a spoiled child

Ming Shen is afraid of cats.

When Ming's house was ransacked, he was still a little Douding who could only cry, maybe he was crying so much that the cat was annoyed, and the cat brought by Yulin Guard rushed over and scratched his paw. Fortunately, his eyes closed quickly. Only a barely visible mark is left at the end of the eye.There used to be a lot of wild cats in the palace, but it happened that there was a concubine who loved cats like her life, so she picked up some wild cats and brought them back to raise. Habayashi guard hunted down all the cats in the palace and packed them up, so Mingshen didn't see any cats. Opportunity.

The cat sent by Yumin was only a few months old kitten, its fur had just stood up, its yellow color was like an autumn orange, and its small appearance was lively and lively.The palace people locked it up next to the little hedgehog, and Mingshen would bite the bullet and feed it with a bowl, one spoonful would shake off three spoonfuls, and if the kitten pounced on him suddenly to snatch the food, he would be so scared that he would drop the bowl.

The little etiquette officer watched from the side and shook his head again and again: "This won't work, Lord Ming, the imperial gifts are never refused, you'd better try a few more times, otherwise if His Majesty sees it, what will you say? This is The crime of beheading!"

Ming Shen wiped the cold sweat off his palms: "I know."

This is almost the same principle of royal rewards. If you spend energy on rewarding something for the concubine, even if the concubine herself doesn't like it, she must take it out for a walk in front of the emperor, and thank you again.After the walk, it's like finishing your homework. Just show it to the master, and then crumple it into a ball and press it at the bottom of the box.

He purposely asked the old eunuch about Yumin's itinerary, so as not to let himself go.When Yumin was away, he tried his best to fight wits and bravery with this destructive hairy ball, cultivated feelings, and rescued his little hedgehog from under the cat's claws time and time again.After a few days, he was not so scared anymore, and he was able to politely touch the cat's head when it came over for a hug.

He discussed with the etiquette officer: "Before Brother Min comes over, let me rehearse it, and then I will carry it over to Brother Min to have a look, touch it, and then bring it back to you. You help me bring it Go back and take good care of it, okay?"

The ritual officer rubbed his hands together: "Come on, Master Ming."

It turned out to be a bad start—Mingshen, taking advantage of the cat not paying attention, mustered up the courage to hug it across his arms, and was about to send it to the ceremony officer's arms quickly. In the end, he trotted less than half the distance, and watched the cat go Getting impatient, he tilted his head several times and tried to bite him, and the paws fluttered, which immediately frightened him to let go and back away.

He was frightened, and the cat was also frightened. Finally, the little furry guy tilted his head and looked at the human being, as if he thought it was amused, turned around in a circle again, and pounced on it, howling.The hall was full of soldiers and horses, and the ritual officer wiped his sweat and shouted: "My lord, don't hide, the more you hide, the more it will attack you!" Ming Shen ran up and didn't care about these things, he ran around the hall for a long time, and finally stepped down to the front of the court Steps, and a long running circle around the courtyard.

The cat chased more and more vigorously, insisting on biting Ming Shen, everyone broke out in cold sweat, a group of big men outside helped him catch the cat, but they all returned in vain.Mingshen panicked and didn't choose his way, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a familiar shadow from the corner of his eye, and immediately rushed over, shouting: "Brother Min!" Then the man grabbed him, hugged him in his arms, and asked him: "What's the matter, Ah Shen?" ?”

Mingshen clung to him: "The cat, no, it chased me, me, me, me..." He calmed down now, and hurriedly wanted to apologize to him: "I, Brother Min, no, Your Majesty, see Your Majesty."

He said, "It's all right."

Yumin didn't let him salute, she still held his waist and completely protected him in her arms.The orange cat saw Mingshen stopped running, so it didn't run away either, it slowly came over and lay down at his feet, then moved again, turned its belly to him, barked a few times charmingly, and used a small The head rubbed against his leg.

Ming Shen: "..."

Yumin asked, "Afraid of cats? I've never heard you say that before."

Mingshen was afraid that he would take care of the cat on a whim, so he bit his bullet and said: "It's not very...not very scary, it's the minister playing a game of catching A Shen with it, the kitten likes to play, and the minister also By the way, let's go for a run and exercise. I'm grateful for His Majesty's love and kindness. Thanks to this imperial cat, I can relax and move my muscles."

Yumin looked at him and said nothing.

Mingshen pushed him, carefully took back Yumin's hand around his waist, then bent down to pick up the cat, and asked casually, "Does Your Majesty want to pet it?"

Yumin glanced at him, but didn't say anything, and put his hand on the kitten's head.The kitten struggled, Mingshen was so frightened that he threw it aside, the little guy fell briskly to the ground, shaking his head to fling the remaining snow on the red plums in the courtyard.

A fleeting smile flashed in the eyes of the young king: "Queen, have you been playing with cats these days?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand again, intertwining Mingshen's five fingers, holding it tightly and never letting go.Mingshen was obediently held by him, and walked into the hall with him: "Keeping cats, raising hedgehogs, and writing a few letters to my brother...Your Majesty, I would like to ask, when will I be required to take up the post at Yushitai?" Woolen cloth?"

"When the list is released in the spring of this year, you will report it together with the Jinshi of the new department. You were admitted as the number one scholar in the boy's department, but I have abolished the boy's department, and the Ministry of Rites will make a new dossier for you." Yumin asked him, "Ah Shen, do you want to be a real number one scholar? If you want to, I will let you be the number one scholar."

Mingshen quickly shook his head: "I don't need it, Brother Min, I can take the exam by myself, and I will be whatever I pass in the exam. When I'm at home, my brother also supervises my studies..." At this point, he remembered to ask , "Brother Min, why are you here?"

Yumin said: "Oh, I heard from Cheng Yiduo that you had inquired about my itinerary, so I deliberately changed the itinerary and came to see what you were doing."

Ming Shen: "..."

Yumin asked him again: "You haven't told me yet, why are you afraid of cats?"

Ming Shen said: "It's nothing, I just feel that this kind of small animal will be very fierce occasionally, which is similar to what Grandpa Cheng is afraid of sharp things."

Yumin sized him up a few times and took him to a seat.This kind of case is usually placed on the couch one by one, narrow and low, and can also be added on the table to avoid the pain of kneeling and sitting. If two people talk about things, they must sit separately, or face to face. .At this moment, Mingshen was pulled by Yumin and sat side by side, unable to stretch his arms and legs, so he could only squeeze together with Yumin.

Yumin assigned him a task: "Grinding ink."

Mingshen rubbed ink for him honestly.The eunuch sent up the half-person-high playbooks, and Yumin read them one by one, without saying a word.The hall was quiet, Mingshen rubbed the ink for him, and asked someone about what kind of spices Yumin liked now, and added borneol and Suhe to the incense burner in his bedroom.

Yumin's left hand was still holding his right hand, and he didn't let go even though he was sweating a little.After holding back for a while, Mingshen took out his hand and wiped it with his sleeve, and then, facing Yumin's examining and searching eyes, wiped it for him as well, and then put his right hand back into his palm.

Yumin just looked away.

After a while, Ming Shen was a little sleepy, and when he was about to ask Yumin to take a nap, Yumin threw him a pile of memorials, without raising his head, and said, "Queen, put these memorials in my place for me. If you have something important to ask for An Zhe, you can write an "An Zhe" with a Chinese ink pen. These people send three hundred invitations to An Zhe every year, which makes me feel a headache. "

Mingshen didn't dare to move, so Yumin stuffed the vermilion pen into his hand: "You are my queen, you should share my worries."

Mingshen had no choice but to cheer up and watch.The pile that Yumin threw to him should have been roughly sorted, and the books were all about asking for peace. Ming Shen noticed that there was a person named Bu Yu among them, who asked questions more frequently than ordinary people, and his attitude was more friendly.

The year after he went to the south of the Yangtze River, Yumin was ready for the crowning ceremony. Yumin's biological mother Qingyang sent another companion, who was the same age as Yumin. Mingshen remembered at this time, and found that it seemed to be Bu.Judging from Bu Yu's notes, this companion is now also sent to the Yushitai by Yumin, and will go to the Hanlin Academy soon, with a bright future.

Mingshen wrote the word "安" upright, then handed it to Yumin, and then looked down.

Not long after, he turned to another memorial, and was terrified to read it.

On the surface, this memorial invites An Zhe, but inside it is full of words, unceremoniously criticizing Yumin's practice of honoring his biological father, taking his younger sister Yuwen back to the palace, and naming her the highest-ranking Princess Zhao'an.It felt very strange, it was almost no longer the tone of a subordinate to the Holy One, but a condescending attitude, very crazy.

This memorial comes from Zhang Nianjing, the chief academician of the Changning Palace, the powerful prime minister of the Supreme Emperor, and he still occupies a position of less than one person and more than ten thousand people when the dynasty changes.This person is known among the people as a virtuous prime minister, and it is said that he is a benevolent old man.

Ming Shen also handed over the memorial.Yumin took it and glanced at it for a while, without saying a word, just picked up the thin white porcelain teacup next to it - and slammed it to the side!

With a loud crash, the hedgehog in the corner flopped a few times in the cage and shrank into a ball.

The hall was so quiet that even a needle could be heard dropped, and everyone was silent like a cicada.

Yu Min said indifferently: "It's nothing, you all step back."

Everyone wanted to walk against the wall.Mingshen was also about to get up, Yumin held his hand tightly again: "You stay with me. You want to run away before you finish the matter?"

With a soft voice, Mingshen explained to him: "I'm going to replace the hand stove for you, this one is cold."

After tinkering for a while, he brought back two hand stoves, one for him and Yumin.When he came back, Yumin smelled the aroma of borneol on his clothes, and said in a low voice, "Remove the smoke cage, you are in poor health, so you don't need those cold spices."

Mingshen bent his eyes and smiled: "Brother Min, this is from the Exposure Clothes Building. I heard about it from Grandpa Cheng before, and thought it was fun to smoke clothes, but I never had a chance to take a look. A few days ago, by the way Just go and walk."

Yumin thought for a while: "Then don't go out and run casually, it's cold outside, you—"

Mingshen interrupted: "Brother Min, were you angry just now?"

Yumin reached out and patted his head: "No."

Ming Shen said: "Don't be angry, Brother Min, when I go to Yushitai, I can scold those disobedient people for you every day."

Yumin smiled: "Then you are not very competent. The so-called censor, impeaching hundreds of ministers, discerning injustice, admirals and superintendents, is the minister of the emperor's eyes, eyes and discipline. It will pile up into mountains."

Mingshen was silent for a while, then asked in a low voice: "Then Bu... Bu Yu, will you be more fair than me? Back then, Your Majesty, you threw me to the south of the Yangtze River and chose him by your side. Is it true that he is more fair than me? Even better. Will he scold you at the concert, Brother Min?"

Yumin turned to look at him.

Mingshen's appearance was exactly the same as two years ago, when he heard that he was going to be sent to the south of the Yangtze River, he grabbed his sleeve, his eyes turned red, tears fell out after wiping, he tried hard to hold back, and asked him: "You don't want me? Brother Min?" Only children can remember what happened, Mingshen was only fifteen that year, and he was imprisoned in this deep palace compound with him for ten years, thinking that Yumin was his god, only stubborn Only children stand on one side so naively, blocking their future path ahead of time.

He was the one who taught him how to do it.Yumin came to see him again at this moment, but suddenly found that his Ah Shen had grown up, 17 years old, his outline had the beauty between a teenager and a young man, and the palpitating and compelling enthusiasm and dependence earlier had disappeared No, but he is still on his side, never wavering.

Yu Min said: "He is very talented."

Mingshen held a corner of the notebook, lowered his head quietly: "Oh." He looked a little annoyed, but he only showed a little self-restraint.

Yumin asked him: "Have you finished the approval? Seeing you like this, you don't seem very happy?"

Mingshen admitted dejectedly: "There is a little bit, but it's not a big bit, but a very small bit. You are just like my own brother. Usually, when a child is born in the concubine, the child in the main house will also Not happy."

"Brother?" Yumin repeated, biting the words.Mingshen raised his head to look at him blankly, before he could react, he saw Yumin leaning forward, almost touching his forehead, his eyes were so dark that they could suck people in.Immediately afterwards, Mingshen felt his whole body hanging in the air, and was firmly hugged by Yumin's waist, and after a moment of dizziness, he was thrown onto the bed.

Yumin leaned down to look at him condescendingly: "Don't you know now that I can do anything to you on this bed, Queen?"