For the emperor

Ever since she got involved in the issue of death row camps, Cang Jinglan seems to have fallen in love with the job of bringing her eight sons together to chat and drink tea, and hold a brotherly love exchange meeting if she has nothing to do.

When Cang Tiansu was summoned into the palace for the eighth time this month, under the ardent gaze of the eunuch Li Quan, he silently put away the imperial decree, glanced at the piles of files on several cases, the corners of his mouth were raised as usual Smooth and beautiful: "Thank you, Eunuch Li."

Negotiating with Qi Guo is still in the long and painful process of wrangling, and Duan Yu knows nothing about it. Although Emperor Jing kept saying that he only needed to help, but the big and small matters were actually all handled by him alone.

There is also the errand for Chun Wei to recruit scholars. The list of examiners that Emperor Jing ordered him to draw up yesterday has not yet been found. Cang Tiansu has been getting more and more sleep deprivation recently, and his face is a little unhealthy pale.

Li Quan announced the decree but still insisted on not leaving. He kept watching him without speaking, and his fat face, which had become rounder and rounder in recent years, was full of smiles.

The other party has been reluctant to slap his ass and leave for a long time. With Li Quan's status, he is so shameless. Naturally, he didn't mean to wait for him to give the red envelope. Things to advise?"

"I can't afford it," the young prince who was in the limelight used the word "advise", Li Quan weighed his guts, and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "My lord's words are serious, our family He Dehe Yes, how can we talk about teaching the prince?"

Cang Tiansu pursed the corners of his lips, smiled and said nothing, so much nonsense today, could it be that the task given to him by Emperor Cang Jing was to delay his entry into the palace?

"To tell you the truth, Your Majesty has been working hard on state affairs recently, and his face is full of worries, his belly is full of worries, and his body is sick." Li Quan looked at him deeply with a pair of small eyes with a smile on his face. To share worries and solve problems for the emperor."

Cang Tiansu listened to the first half of the sentence, with an extremely sincere anxiety and worry on his face, and when Li Quan uttered the second half of the sentence, he immediately changed into a face full of duty, nodding repeatedly, and the beautiful words in his mouth were extremely nice.

The chief eunuch of Cangguo was very satisfied with his reaction, his fat body was as stable as Mount Tai, he stood still and said a few nonsense words before saluting and Shi Shiran left.

Although Emperor Cangjing specially issued an imperial decree announcing him to enter the palace to see him, since ancient times there was no reason for the prince and the eunuch who passed the decree to ride in the same carriage. Cang Tiansu stood under the plaque of Prince Yong's mansion, watching Li Quan leave quietly, The ruts on the ground were silent for a while, and then he turned around and ordered Liu Quan, the big housekeeper who had been waiting beside him, to prepare the chariots and horses.

To be honest, Cang Tiansu really didn't understand Li Quan's so-called insinuations this time. He sat in the prince's carriage, holding the heater in his hand, and closed his eyes slightly until the carriage stopped firmly on the palace paint. In front of the red gate, I still haven't chewed and tasted the meaning of these few words.

But when he followed the little eunuch who led the way through the palace gates, stepped into the main gate of Panglong Palace, and saw the bustling crowd inside, he naturally understood Li Quan's hint.

Emperor Cang Jing seemed to be really sick, wearing a gold mop on his forehead, lying lazily on the dragon bed, surrounded by wives and children who came to show their love.

The concubines ranged from the queen to the promise to always be there, and the daughters from the eldest princess to the sixth princess were all absent. Among the eight sons, except Cang Tianci, who was busy collecting scholars in the spring, and Cang Tiansu, who had just arrived, the other six princes waited early. Here, round the bed to the full.

You asked me to come just to show the beautiful scene of Tianjia's harmonious and happy reunion celebration?Standing at the door, Cang Tiansu was slightly absent-minded, and immediately calmed down all the mixed feelings in his heart, bent down, and respectfully saluted: "I send my respect to my father, my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

At this time, the fifth prince Cang Tianjing and the sixth prince Cang Tian Rong, a pair of twin brothers, happened to be standing on the straight line between the gate and the dragon bed. Seeing him kneel down and salute, they hurriedly hid to both sides, making way for a passage.

When Li Mi was here in the past, in view of her half-hearted court etiquette, Cang Tiansu's official etiquette was learned from his almost omniscient teacher, serious and strict.

Emperor Jing's face was weak and pale, he barely lifted half of his body from the bed, glanced at him, his thin lips were drawn into a straight line, and he remained silent without making a sound.

The second child emperor is the third child, and the emperor's displeasure was immediately noticed by the crowd staring at him. The queen who was the closest to the dragon bed among all the people stood taller and more proudly, with an uneasy expression on her face. The smiling face, the phoenix crown of the nine-tailed phoenix swinging up and down, and the tassels hanging down to the shoulders swaying from side to side, all show the pride of the hostess.

This is really a disaster, Cang Tiansu recalled all the recent incidents, and made sure that he did not touch Jingdi's weird nerves, so he lowered his head and knelt there quietly.

Although it was an innocent disaster, fortunately it was not the first time he suffered such grievances. At this time, his mood had completely settled down, and the slightest wave of waves no longer stirred up.

Cang Tian was originally dressed in coarse linen clothes as usual, sitting alone in the study and choosing from the list of hundreds of civil servants, Emperor Jing's call came suddenly, Li Quan was in a hurry, the prince's formal attire was complicated and heavy, He just randomly picked a set of princely clothes that were not out of line and put them on.

"Get up." Cang Jinglan's eyes stayed on the white corner of the clothes exposed in the light yellow brocade silk, and he spoke hoarsely after a long while, the expression on his face was indifferent, and he didn't see the eldest son's enthusiasm at all. network.

Cang Tiansu got up according to his words, and bowed his body without a trace, the long hem of the prince's clothes drooped naturally, covering the revealing inner clothes lightly.

Emperor Jing's face became even colder, he casually pointed to the round stool with four corners placed in the corner, his chin nodded slightly, and he said concisely: "Sit."

You yourself are pregnant with your little wife and you are still standing there. I rushed over here in a hurry, is it just to sit on the stool of Pang Longdian?

Cang Tiansu didn't complain at all, thanked him for his seat, and sat down on the stool.His back was stretched straight, as if sharpened by a knife. Looking at the joyous scene in front of him, he felt tired.

The emperor threw him into a corner like throwing trash, then ignored him, and continued talking to his wife and children, with a little smile on his face.

The mood of the immediate boss improved, and the others naturally had to do their best to agree, and Pang Longdian's atmosphere warmed up in a short while, full of laughter.

Cang Tiansu hadn't closed his eyes for several days. He half-closed his eyes, listening to their extremely boring conversation, he missed Zhao Liu's bragging about his ability to sleep with his eyes open.

On the carved and gold table next to him is a three-piece consecrated incense burner, surrounded by a faint white smoke, sweet and charming, and dense with mist.

Cang Tiansu has no interest in the incense that is easy for others to mess with. Normally, it is forbidden to burn incense in the study, bedroom, and other rooms that you often go to. At this time, when you inhale lightly, you can vaguely distinguish that there are herbs that soothe the nerves and help sleep, and the emperor. The usual ambergris.

It is more cruel to call a child who lacks love since he was a child, and watch their loving father and son, husband and wife harmony, and respectful brothers and sisters from a corner, or call a poor person who has not slept for three or four days, and smell hypnotized What's more cruel to listen to other people's nonsense?

The thoughts of the eldest prince of Cang Kingdom froze for a moment, and he realized with a little sadness that this was probably Cang Jinglan's new method of torturing him.

Is it still to avenge the conflict that occurred when they fled the country?The eye of this man is smaller than the eye of a needle.

Cang Tiansu, who didn't realize that his mind was not that big at all, used the cover of his clothes to pinch himself severely at an angle that made sure that no one else could see it, but he couldn't pull up the thoughts that were about to sink into chaos.

At this moment, the eighth prince, Cang Tianlu, was clinging on Cang Jinglan's arm, acting like a spoiled child. He was the youngest son of Emperor Jing, and he was also the most favored prince besides the orthodox son Cangtian bestowed by Cang Tianrui.

Cang Tianlu is only six years old, and her baby fat hasn't faded away. She has a round bun face, red lips like pink cherry blossom petals, and big black eyes that are bright and clear. Laugh, no matter whether it is funny or not, others will naturally follow suit.

After another witty remark from the youngest son, Cang Jinglan casually glanced towards the corner while smiling. His eldest son was dressed in yellow and was sitting on an alizarin crimson chair, with his long eyelashes half covered, seemingly half awake. Tranquility is like a static ink landscape painting.

After all, he fell asleep.Emperor Jing twitched the corner of his lips triumphantly.

Ninety-nine out of ten looks alike, Cang Tiansu is actually far less stunning than his mother.

The number one beauty in the world is as gorgeous as peaches and plums, as bright as the morning glow, her coquettish and gorgeous beauty is beyond words, so thick that it makes people unable to breathe.Correspondingly, she always wears red clothes, as if watering with blood, blooming with life, bright and dazzling, flamboyantly, covering the capital with a crown.

Emperor Jing now recalls the scene when he first met in the water town of silk and bamboo, the scene of white snow and red plums, a beautiful woman with red makeup and naked feet, singing to the beat, is still vivid in his memory, as if it was yesterday.

For the same face, Cang Tiansu's first impression is much different. At first glance, it is just beautiful and handsome, romantic, but only when you look at it carefully, you will feel that it is as quiet as a night flower blooming, as condensed as a sprig. On the bright moon, it is indescribably elegant and elegant.The moon shines on the Wujiang River, and the rosy clouds reflect the Chengtang, which is another kind of beauty that is opposite to the extreme of the birth mother.

Emperor Jing responded to Cang Tianrui's concern and felt uncomfortable.He didn't understand what was wrong with him.

Being shot in the back and falling into a cliff, fleeing thousands of miles, dying of a serious illness, panic like a bereaved dog's experience, naturally unlucky to get home, drinking disaster relief porridge full of sand, and being with refugees who haven't bathed in months It is even more unbearable.

It was the first time in his life that he fell a big somersault, but the emperor who had endured this kind of suffering remembered countless times that when he had a high fever and fell ill, every time he woke up with a splitting headache after a coma, and saw the Looking at the side face of the half-grown boy who was struggling to move forward.

It was painted with unknown herbal medicine, showing an ugly waxy yellow color, and because of the long-term exhaustion, it was so emaciated that it almost lost its human shape.Chapped lips, heavy bags under the eyes, greasy hair, panting, and a mess.

So ugly, uglier than anyone he'd ever seen in his life.

Emperor Jing closed his eyes, suppressing the inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.