Shaodi Chunxin

"What are the Empress Dowager and Fu Yuanqing talking about?" the young emperor asked after getting off the chariot.

Finally, he glanced at Fu Yuanqing who was bowing his head.

"The parents are short-tempered, and it's just a trivial matter in the harem." The queen mother replied, "It's rare for the emperor to come to the imperial garden."

"I miss the queen mother, so I came here." The young emperor stepped forward to support her, "I will walk with my mother."

The sun was shining, and a hundred flowers were in bud in the imperial garden. The two most noble people in the world walked with each other's support, and there was an illusion of filial piety between a mother and a son.After walking for a while, the Empress Dowager said: "The emperor is not young anymore, it's time to accept the harem, and pay more attention to the women from every household. If there is someone who is interested, the Ai family will take it in."

"My son's mind is not on this right now. There are four bedsiders, which is enough."

"You are young, so how can you be thoughtless?" The Queen Mother sighed, "Your ancestors are tied to the emperor alone, so you have no time to enjoy your desires. It is the emperor's duty to spread branches and leaves, and the bedsiders cannot afford such honors." .The emperor should draft a concubine earlier."

The young emperor glanced at Fu Yuanqing who was following him: "It turns out that the queen mother was talking to Fu Yuanqing just now."

"Exactly." Fu Yuanqing bowed, "The Empress Dowager is questioning the minister."

"Is there any conclusion?"

The Queen Mother laughed and said, "Isn't it just that the Emperor has come?"

With a calm expression, the young emperor only nodded and said: "I was entangled in trivial matters in the previous court, so I went back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to watch the memorial."

"National affairs are the most important thing." The queen mother approved, "The emperor pays attention to his body."

"Thank you mother for caring."

The young emperor saluted slightly, turned around and left, walked two steps and said: "Fu Yuanqing, what are you doing in a daze, come back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation with me."

"Yes."

Fu Yuanqing saluted the queen mother, turned around and followed the emperor to leave.

The emperor's chariot walked for a while, seeing that the queen mother and others could no longer be seen, the young emperor said, "Fang Jing!"

Fang Jing trotted to the chariot, bowed and said, "Your servant is here."

"Bring the stool here for your ancestors." The young emperor glanced at Fu Yuanqing on the left and said, "He has bad legs and feet, so he can't walk far."

"Yes." Fang Jing hurried to the queue, and finally someone lifted the stool up, and said in a low voice, "Godfather, sit down, the emperor is worried about your legs."

Fu Yuanqing's knees hurt bitterly. After standing for a long time, his wrists and shoulders became stiff and sore. After walking these few steps, he only felt the pain of walking halfway through the knife cave.

After walking for a while, he saw the Shunde Gate. The young emperor waved his hand and the chariot slowed down by two minutes, parallel to Fu Yuanqing's stool, and asked, "What does Quan Ying mean?"

Fu Yuanqing raised his head and looked at the young emperor who was sitting on the chariot with his left hand. The light on the east side was drawing a silhouette from behind him. The tall young man gave him the illusion that he was moving away.

"The queen mother is worried about the queen's candidate."

"Who does she want to choose?"

"Quan You."

After Fu Yuanqing said the word, the young emperor smiled: "It's a kind thought. She dares to think. What is she going to pay for the successor?"

"Shangshu of the Ministry of War's support for ministers in the court."

The young emperor was even more funny this time: "Military Department? She really dared to think. The family belongs to the Zhao family, not the Quan family."

Fu Yuanqing was silent.

"Father, what do you think?" the young emperor asked.

Fu Yuanqing pondered for a while, then replied on the stool: "Your Majesty has reached the age, if there is someone he likes, it will be a good thing to be included in the harem."

"Father wants me to marry someone else?"

The young emperor's voice was frustrated and a little bit aggrieved.

Fu Yuanqing's heart softened by two points: "Hold the case with eyebrows, respect each other as guests. It should be the best thing in the world to grow old with someone who is happy with you. Your Majesty will understand then."

The young emperor laughed dryly: "Father also said that he wants to be with someone he likes..."

"The empress must be a dragon and a phoenix among men. If she is worthy of her majesty, she will surely make him happy."

"It's not just the queen, but also concubines, concubines, beauties... the harem will be filled to the brim by my father." The young emperor said, "I don't know the women who are going to enter the palace. I have to sleep with them ...One a day, and I have to pretend that I like it, pretending that there is no one in the world who is more happy than being an emperor. As for whether I want it, want it...even my father doesn't care."

"His Majesty--"

"Hey, father doesn't want me anymore." The young emperor rubbed his knees and sighed, "I even handed over the paperwork for becoming an official, and I want to abandon me and leave."

The lament that the young emperor said, his eyes were red, he felt wronged and lonely, Fu Yuanqing was in a daze when he heard it, as if he had really become a villain who persecuted the emperor.But the ones who are obviously complaining should be those women in the palace who left home, right?

"How can being an official and accepting a marriage be compared?" Fu Yuanqing frowned slightly, "Your Majesty, if you want to mention the previous dynasty, I will have some advice."

"...What does father want to say?"

Fu Yuanqing said: "The duty of the Son of Heaven is nothing greater than propriety. The husband is as vast as the world, and the people of the people are controlled by one person. All of them are governed by propriety. The Son of Heaven governs the three princes, and the three princes lead the princes. Therefore, being a minister has the duty of being a minister, and being a king also has the duty of being a king. It is the duty of the son of heaven to give birth to a dragon son, establish a prince, and consolidate the foundation of the country."

Every time Fu Yuanqing said something, the young emperor's eyes darkened.

"According to what you said, it is my duty to have children... What about you, what kind of duty should you have, and what kind of etiquette should you abide by?" The young emperor asked slowly.

Fu Yuanqing was startled and looked up at him.

The young emperor showed a smile, showing no emotion.

Fu Yuanqing stopped his stool, put down his sleeves, cupped his hands and said: "Forbidden court slaves are not worthy of talking about the three cardinal guides and five constant rules, four dimensions and five ethics. They should be treated like slaves, and should be trained by those who drive them away."

"In this case, you shouldn't say these remonstrances!" The young emperor said in a deep voice, "That's what the courtiers in the court said to the emperor."

"Your Majesty is overbearing." Fu Yuanqing said, "Your Majesty is discussing matters with the ministers at the same court. Your Majesty dare not not answer your questions."

The young emperor was silent for a long time, his chest was panting rapidly, his eyes were red with anger, and it took him a long time to restrain his anger.

The slaves and maidservants around watched their hearts carefully, for fear of venting their anger.

The young emperor clapped the handrail, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing stopping?! Hurry back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation!"

The group of people didn't dare to look left and right anymore, and went back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation in a numb manner.

Arriving at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, just after entering the Nuan Pavilion, Debao changed the clothes for the young emperor.

The young emperor waved his hand away impatiently, looked at Fu Yuanqing, and said provocatively: "Call Liu Jiu over."

"Ah?" Debao was dazed, looked at Fu Yuanqing, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the old ancestor is still here."

We all know that Liu Jiu is at odds with his ancestors, what is the emperor doing, is it on purpose?

"I told you to call Liu Jiu, so you can go." The young emperor said indifferently, "Go!"

Debao hurried out to call Liu Jiu.

Fu Yuanqing bowed and said: "Your Majesty, rest for a while. When Liu Jiu comes, he will deal with state affairs, and I will return to the Supervisor of Rites—"

"Father was very diligent when he went to see the Queen Mother. He only came to see me once and then left?" the young emperor asked.

Fu Yuanqing was taken aback. According to the past habits, the young emperor always supported him as far as he could. I don't know what happened in the past two days... Maybe he forgot.

He thought for a while, and reminded: "I'm afraid it's inconvenient for the minister to be here."

"Debao's handwriting is too ugly." The young emperor said stiffly, "Father left me to wait for the pen and ink."

Debao, who was going to the West Factory, sneezed several times inexplicably.

It is much farther to come to the Hall of Mental Cultivation from the guard room of the Yuma Supervisor than from the Supervisor of Rituals. When two sticks of incense were obtained, Debao had already retreated, and the rest of the people did not dare to serve inside, fearing that they would be burned, so they retreated if they found a reason out.

Fu Yuanqing looked at the sky, it was almost noon.

He vaguely remembered that Chen Jing was still resting in the handprint value room.

After thinking about it for a while, he saw that the Young Emperor was reading the memorial, pushed it to the door of the Nuan Pavilion, opened the curtain and said to Fang Jing, "Fang Jing, you arranged for someone to cook and send it to my residence. Don't let Chen Jing get hungry at noon."

Fang Jing was dumbfounded: "Huh? Ah?...Chen, Chen Jing?"

"He is a normal man who has difficulty walking in the palace, so he will not dare to go out to look for food." After saying this, Fu Yuanqing thought for a while, "After he has eaten, you wait for him to go to the inner study hall, and just say I said it." , give him a set of brushes and ink to practice calligraphy. When His Majesty relaxes, I will go to see him."

"God, godfather...Your Majesty is serving in front of you, so don't worry about others."

Before Fu Yuanqing could say anything else, he heard the young emperor's voice in the Yangsheng Hall: "What did Father say outside?"

Fu Yuanqing whispered: "Go!"

Only then did he lower the curtain and enter.

The young emperor sat cross-legged on the kang inside, flipped through the book, and said calmly: "The Hall of Mental Cultivation serves the emperor with all his heart, and he still worries about that Chen Jing."

"I haven't thanked His Majesty for the gift." Fu Yuanqing said, "I thank Lord Long for Chen Jing."

The young emperor took a sip of tea and said, "Father, sit down. I know you'll be standing for a while."

Fu Yuanqing thanked him, then a young eunuch came over with a stool, and he sat down next to watch the young emperor read.

"I read the "Records of Rites and Rituals"." The young emperor said, "The book says: The rituals of the four pilgrimage are established, and the court respects; If the ceremony is established, then filial piety and kindness will be written; if the ceremony of hunting and hunting is established, the army will be strengthened;

"Your Majesty is intelligent." Fu Yuanqing cupped his hands and said, "You should know that weddings are also the most important thing in the ceremony."

The young emperor smiled, and pushed the cup of tea on the table in front of him as if inadvertently: "Father, drink it."

Fu Yuanqing hesitated for a moment, picked up the cup of tea that the emperor had drunk, and thanked him for drinking it.

The parrots in the corridor outside called, and the fragrance of flowers wafted in with the wind.

On the cup of tea on the table, there is a slight heat.

In my memory, there were days when he didn't understand etiquette, so he would drink a bowl of tea with my father, sleep and get up with him.

The duty of the Son of Heaven is nothing greater than courtesy.

Treat the country with courtesy.

Take etiquette as the key link.

Three Cardinal Principles and Five Constant Principles, Four Dimensions and Five Ethics...

"Master, Liu Jiu is here." Debao said outside.

"Father led him to Nuan Pavilion." The young emperor said.

Fu Yuanqing got up and left Yangxintang.

Sitting alone in the hall, the young emperor had an ambiguous expression in the staggered time. After a while, he slowly tore up the "Record of Etiquette" in his hand.

If this ceremony imprisoned people's hearts and tied their hands and feet.

Then the ceremony collapsed and music broke down, and the kettle thundered.