When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

The lights in the study room of the Prime Minister’s Mansion were turned off later than usual, Qing Yuan walked in lightly, saw the blue figure who was flipping through the books by the desk, and whispered: “My lord, it’s getting late, I’d better take a rest Bar."

Liu Ze raised his head and smiled at him: "Is it already this hour?"

"Yes, my lord just doesn't take care of his body." Qing Yuan complained slightly in his tone.

What he said was really out of bounds, but Liu Ze showed no sign of getting angry, instead he smiled gently.

"I see." His tone was calm, and his tone made people sound comfortable, without the slightest aggressiveness, so it was easy for people to let their guard down.

Seeing that he really put down the book in his hand, Qing Yuan couldn't help pursing the corners of his mouth, and then restrained himself.

After Qing Yuan left, the servant girl Shen Yue handed over a confidential letter, Liu Ze took it, glanced at it briefly, then lit it with a candle, and smoke curled up.

Seeing him frowning and contemplating, he couldn't help but hold his breath and concentrate, watching his nose, nose and heart.

After a long while, Liu Ze raised his eyes slightly and showed a faint smile.

"In this case, I guessed wrong."

The birthmark on Yin Huai's body mentioned in the British official letter matches what he saw that day, it seems that it is really true.

"Is there any movement in Fange's old mansion?"

"The two old people suffered from the loss of their daughters, and Mrs. Fang couldn't afford it."

Liu Ze's tone was light, "Really?"

"My lord doubts..."

He just smiled and said nothing.

Shen Yue lowered her eyebrows respectfully, and just about to turn around and push it out, she heard Liu Ze calling out to herself again.

Looking up, seeing Liu Ze still had a gentle face, he asked quietly, "Is there any movement in the palace?"

Shen Yue was startled, and then realized that he was referring to that person, "My lord... Your Majesty seems to be in a bad situation."

Liu Ze was slightly taken aback, but only for a short moment, his eyes returned to his usual calm and calm, and he asked softly, "Is the national teacher also helpless?"

Shen Yue: "..."

"I see."

Before leaving, Shen Yue showed hesitation, and finally couldn't help but say, "My lord...Qing Yuan..."

Liu Ze lowered his eyes and continued to practice calligraphy, writing something on the snow-white rice paper with a brush in his hand, his tone was still gentle, but what he said made Shen Yue feel chills on his back.

"I naturally have to accept gifts from others."

She sighed secretly in her heart, but she didn't show the slightest sign on her face, she bowed herself and was about to back out.

Before leaving, he glanced casually from the corner of the eye, and fell into Liu Ze's calligraphy, but was stunned.

Needless to say, Liu Ze's handwriting is naturally worth mentioning. Back then, he had the reputation of "one word is worth a thousand gold", and his handwriting was like his own.

Clear and vigorous, the force penetrates the back of the paper.

It's just that there is a word "quiet" on it.

What is quiet?Shen Yue couldn't help sneaking a glance at him, seeing that his face was normal, she was even more puzzled, because no matter how she looked, she couldn't see anything unusual about him, let alone being upset.

What else can Mr. Liu Xiang need to write this kind of thing to calm down.

After hearing the sound of closing the door, Liu Ze stared at the snow-white rice paper in silence for a moment, then suddenly crumpled it into a ball, and threw it on the ground casually.

After a while, there was an imperceptible sigh in the room.

Yin Huai had a high fever for three consecutive days. Even the imperial physician was helpless. He went to invite the instigator, the national teacher, but he only said that he would not die, and he couldn't convince the anxious crowd.

It wasn't until they saw Yin Huai's hand moving on the bed that everyone was overjoyed. Chong Cang, who had been standing still in front of the bed, rushed forward immediately.

Seeing this, Pingxi hurried forward and shouted, "Your Majesty moved, Your Majesty moved!"

Before Yin Huai opened his eyes, he was hit by the loud noise next to his ears, and his brain hurt. He slowly opened his eyes, his throat was dry and aching, and the words he spoke were even more hoarse.

"How long have I slept?"

"Return to Your Majesty, I slept for three full days and three nights."

Yin Huai thought to himself that he really slept well, the last thing he remembered was Shi Jiji's force-feeding the decoction, when he thought of this, he couldn't help but get angry, he gritted his teeth again and again, and endured it again and again.

But then again, he didn't know what kind of medicine he gave himself. When he woke up, he felt refreshed, his throat didn't itch and he didn't cough anymore, and his body wasn't as weak as usual.

So after waking up, he didn't lie on the bed for a long time before he got off the ground and started to deal with the government affairs piled up by the people.

I don't know if it's because the medicine has too much stamina, he feels his blood boiling all over when dealing with trivial matters, and the more he criticizes, the more vigorous he is, and he feels the wind in his pen, like a dragon wagging its tail.

Ping Xi cleverly grabbed the work of grinding ink, and by the way, took a look at Chong Cang, holding on to his own territory, with a vigilant expression.

"You are a guard who is not guarding outside, what are you doing here?"

Chong Cang glanced at Yin Huai, pursed his lips and remained silent.

Yin Huai had no choice but to remind Pingxi with a dry cough: "He's the close type."

Pingxi stared at Yin Huai full of resentment, only staring at him made goosebumps all over his body, and quickly said: "Forget it, you grind it down."

Ping Xi immediately smiled.

Yin Huai saw Ben Shen's own notes again, and raised his eyebrows, thinking why this group of people are so dedicated, they don't want to let him go even when he is dying.

He was thinking in his heart that he would let me see what other crime he had committed, which was the wrath of both humans and gods.

After a closer look, he said that he forced to death a lady who was engaged to a marriage contract. He was old, and there was nothing new. Looking at the name again, this time it was a different person. It wasn't the censor named Feng, whoever he was? Who, he doesn't like scolding him anyway.

Yin Huai threw the notebook on the table, "What he said makes sense."

Pingxi glanced at it and immediately felt terrified.

Yin Huai sighed again. "But I don't like to hear what to do."

However, the court did not give Yin Huai time to tidy up the next day, because he had just recovered from a serious illness. After much consideration, he decided to show his face in the Qiuwei Palace, so that outsiders would think that he was terminally ill, and he just declared that he had recovered from his illness. Empress Dowager Yin said she was sick.

The ranking of Qiu Wei's written test has been announced, and Lin Jinzhi, the son of Lin Shangshu, is at the top of the written test. He seems to have some impression of Yin Huai.

There were many new subjects standing in the hall, all of them lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at the holy face. After saluting, they lined up in order according to their rankings, waiting for the holy majesty to ask questions.

What surprised him was that there was a black figure in the hall this time, and Yin Yubei was standing far behind.

The people around were all looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, with explicit eyes.

He was wearing a black double-breasted dress, a belt with a dark gold pattern on a black background, and tight cuffs at the wrists, adding a bit of neatness.

The eyebrows and eyes are cold and sharp, like a blood-stained knife in a snowy night, the corners of the mouth are lowered, the brow bones are slightly sunken, the facial contour is deeper than ordinary people, and there is a hint of hostility.

What a badass.

The people around were thinking silently, don't look away, the whole family died and he was the only one who survived, it wasn't an evil star or something.

Yin Huai also wondered why he came, but if he didn't speak, he didn't bother to talk to him.

So he only said to the students in the palace: "Since we have reached this point, we will have to stay in the court to serve in the future, so don't be too nervous.

The students all bowed their heads respectfully, only to hear a cold and low voice of a young man, with a bit of calm and prestige.

Lin Jinzhi couldn't help but raised his head and quickly glanced at the person sitting above him. The young emperor was wearing a light golden dragon robe with golden patterns, his black hair was tied high with a black crown, and he had a thick and gorgeous figure, with slightly raised peach blossom eyes. There is a little more affectionate coolness.

His heart was beating like thunder, and he used all his strength to lower his head again, so as not to lose his dignity in front of the palace.

"Where is Lin Jinzhi?"

Unexpectedly, he would hear his name called out next, Lin Jinzhi couldn't tell whether this moment was a dream or reality, and he was erratic, almost blurting out.

"The students are here."

It was only then that Yin Huai noticed that the young man in brocade clothes who spoke had bright eyes and white teeth, and was extremely handsome.

I felt a little more admiration in my heart. Since Liu Ze, the number one scholar for several consecutive years has gradually developed in the direction of being bald with high morals. Fortunately, this year there is another such character, and it is only then that the trend of gradually going astray will be gradually reversed. Pulled back.

After asking him a few questions, it is not difficult to see that Lin Jinzhi is indeed a brilliant writer.

So he was about to ask him about the drought in the Southwest, but he did not expect that he would answer in a calm and unhurried manner, and it was not difficult to see that he really had a pen and ink in his mind.

Yin Huai glanced at Liu Ze, and said with emotion: "I don't know if this one is as good as one ten-thousandth of Liu Xiang's demeanor when he won the champion."

Liu Ze said with a smile: "Your Majesty's praise."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present understood that the number one scholar was Lin Jinzhi.

Lin Jinzhi stared at Yin Huai's face, seeing that he was looking at him with a smile, his blood rushed to his brain, and he couldn't help but blurt out under impulse.

"Students are willing to die for His Majesty, and have no complaints."

Seeing the fanaticism in his eyes, Yin Huai couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, he was so good at flattering, and he really went on the road.

After retreating from the court, Yin Huai left surrounded by eunuchs as usual, and before leaving, he took another glance at the palace.

Seeing that Yin Yubei was still standing there, motionless, he looked out of place compared to the surrounding officials who were gathering in twos and threes to prepare to leave the hall.

He just stood there quietly, his eyes falling on himself impartially, as if carrying an invisible weight.

What are you looking at him for?Yin Huai was suspicious, but he didn't have the time to ask him anything, so he went down to court with Ping Xi's support.

Although his body has recovered completely, Ping Xi still has not changed his attitude towards him.

Every time the scientific examinations were released, the palace was equally lively. Sure enough, this time Lin Jinzhi won the first prize, and the people outside praised him and called him the queen of Liu Xiang.

Yin Huai didn't think so, thinking that he was excellent, but he was far behind Liu Ze.

One day, when Yin Huai passed by a corner of Dongyuan, he suddenly heard the soft whispers of several eunuchs.

"The girl in front of Aunt Fangyin is called Shui Ling."

"I know, it's called Ning Chun, right? That girl's face... Tsk tsk, if I become the Grand Duke, the first thing I do is to ask for her."

"Fuck you, it's not your turn to be the opposite."

"Hey, I got a good thing a few days ago."

Immediately there was a slight rustling sound of clothes, someone should have pulled out something.

Someone deliberately lowered his excited voice, "Where did you find this book?"

As soon as he heard it was a book, Yin Huai was curious, thinking that these little eunuchs were so eager to learn.

So he came out and asked curiously, "What book?"

The young eunuchs turned pale with fright, their legs trembled as if they were sifting chaff, and they quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"The emperor forgives the crime."

Yin Huai glanced at the book that fell on the floor, but couldn't take his eyes back.

"......."

He was silent, and began to reflect on whether he was too pure-hearted and ascetic, even the eunuchs were more diligent and studious than him in these matters, and he was really ashamed of his status as the dog emperor.

"How can the emperor deal with these people?" Pingxi is always very active in this kind of matter, "It is a serious crime to hide such a **** book in the palace."

"Procrastinate on, and distribute wherever it should be distributed."

Hearing this meant to spare their lives, several eunuchs quickly thanked them, and they just got together to chat in their spare time, just took out the forbidden book, how could they know that they would run into them in such a remote place.

After the person was dragged away, Yin Huai looked at the forgotten gun on the ground, stared at it for a few seconds, and then motioned Chong Cang to help him retrieve it.

Chong Cang was taken aback when he heard the words, but finally followed suit.

The knuckles of the hand he handed over are well-proportioned and strong, with slight calluses on the fingertips. It looks like he has been practicing martial arts all year round, but the book in his hand seems to be hot, and he withdraws his hand almost as soon as he handed it over.

Yin Huai thought it was funny, but he didn't show it. Instead, he flipped through it several times. In fact, it was a book of eclectic stories, but with a few more pictures.

He glanced at it a few times, but couldn't help but blushed.

Finally, he closed the book and wanted to pass it to the person next to him, but after hesitating for a while, he decided to keep it by himself.

It's embarrassing to have to come back after giving it to someone else.

……

It was already late at night after the examination papers were approved, and Pingxi saw that Yin Huai was almost done, so he immediately called someone up to help him change his clothes.

Ping Xi who came in saw this scene.

The boy on the bed was lying lazily reading a book. As usual, there was a figure standing beside him, motionless and silent like a sculpture.

He peeked at the cover of the book and saw the words "Emperor's Policy" written on it, and he began to struggle in his heart. His Majesty became so concerned about the country and the people, and cared about the world. Now that His Majesty is like this, he feels a little sad.

"Your Majesty, the National Teacher is here."

"Let him in."

Immediately a snow-white figure appeared at the door, Shi Jiji's eyes fell on Yin Huai's ruddy face, paused for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to grab his slender white wrist, and gently pressed on his pulse.

It was better than what he had imagined. If there were no serious problems, the problems caused by his congenital deficiency could be cured, and he would be no different from a normal person from now on.

Seeing him like this, Yin Huai was slightly taken aback, then lowered his face.

Seeing Yin Huai's expression, Chong Cang who had been standing beside him also darkened, and stood in front of him calmly.Yin Huai's face is inherently thick and glamorous, but it does not confuse people's gender at all. The peach blossom eyes are slightly raised, and once the face is cold, there is a bit of calm and majestic momentum.

"Who allowed you to touch me?"

In front of Shi Jiji, he even had to put on a ruthless and unreasonable face. If he was caught accidentally, this Master of the National Teacher would do it himself and send him to salvation.

Seeing the tension in the atmosphere, Pingxi was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. If it was someone else, he would have stood aside with Yin Huai to share the same hatred, but this is the national teacher, the national teacher who can not even give the empress dowager face.

Fortunately, Shi Jiji wasn't in the slightest, he just lowered his eyes slightly and spoke calmly.

"Your Majesty forgive me."

Although he was begging for mercy, his expression had nothing to do with the words.

Yin Huai was still condescending and reluctantly let him go, "Don't do it again next time."

Shi Wuji raised his eyes slightly, and there was silence in his pale eyes, "Yes."

He was silent for a few seconds, and then added: "I just want to see if the Holy Majesty's body is completely healed."

"Then what do you see?"

"No accident, the Holy Majesty will be free from illness and worry from now on."

"Then I will borrow the auspicious words from the national teacher."

Shi Jiji's complexion was as indifferent as a snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain, making people think that the person in front of him had a human skin, without the slightest emotion.

It's just that when he glanced over the books placed in front of Yin Huai and looked at the corner that was inadvertently exposed under the cover of Di Wang Ce, his expression paused slightly.

Yin Huai noticed his gaze, blushed and coughed dryly.

But then he felt that he was embarrassed. Could he be the one who would be embarrassed because of this? !

So he picked up the carefully hidden book and shook it towards Shi Jiji.

I saw that his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he deliberately softened his tone, teasing him, "Does the national teacher want to see it too?"