Five-year enthronement three-year simulation

"Help me..."

Inside the Tianhong Hall, the room was filled with ambergris, and the breeze was blowing the curtains hanging from the beams. A bright yellow figure was lying on the table, half of his body was covered by a mountain of memorials, and he couldn't see it. Looking at his face, he could only hear a feeble cry for help, which was both pitiful and funny.

Mallow was standing by the side holding the teapot, feeling a bit unbearable, but she didn't dare to disturb her easily, so she poured a cup of tea into the cup on the desk silently, and then frequently glanced at Lin Da who was staring at the scroll in her hand Miss, try to get the other person's attention.

"What evil did I do—"

Accompanied by the slight sound of pouring tea, the sigh behind the memorial became more and more miserable, and finally Lin Shurong raised his eyes, turned his gaze to the table, and immediately bent his eyes and smiled: "Your Majesty has already approved the memorial for half a day. I'm tired, how about taking a rest for now?"

As soon as the words fell, a head popped out "swish" after the case - Mingtan popped up like a rabbit out of a hole, his eyes were bright, and he looked at her, "Really? How long? Can you rest?" Do you want to go to the imperial garden?"

"Royal garden?"

Lin Shurong hesitated a little, looked at the height of the memorial on the table, and said slowly: "If you go to the Imperial Garden, don't you want to go to bed when you are ugly again today?"

"..." Ming Tan's small face collapsed, and he leaned back on the table with drooping eyebrows and continued to moan, "I'm so miserable, so miserable, so miserable——"

She had nothing to love about life written all over her face, as if she was about to cry in the next second, and Mum Kui was even more moved when she saw it. She glanced at the same hesitant expression on Lin Shurong's face, and tentatively said: "Miss Lin... Your Majesty Since the dispersal of the court, I have been working hard until now, and I only have a little lunch..."

"I'm in a bad mood! I can't eat it!" Ming Tan's ears perked up, and he knew the elegant meaning when he heard the string song, and immediately added sadly, "Father ran so fast, he went to Qingzhou on the third day of his abdication, and he wiped out all the mess. Throw it to me! Changing Yuan, Kaienke, amnesty to the world... and those ministers who are waiting for the new appointment of the Ministry of Officials, none of them give me peace of mind. The morning court is like a vegetable market, full of chatter. For a long time, there was not a single useful word! I really wish I could die of anger before giving up!"

There were half-truths and half-false in these words, although there were many exaggerated and miserable complaints, but her exhaustion was absolutely true.

Two generations of emperors have changed, and the transition during the period is indispensable, and it can be frightening to be busy.To be honest, Mingtan has not had a good night's sleep since the day she ascended the throne, and she is busy going to court, approving memorials, handling government affairs, deliberating proposals and other matters all day long, which is more than a hundred times busier than when she was a princess— —

"There used to be a real salted fish life in front of me, but I didn't cherish it, and I regretted it when I lost it." Ming Tan looked at the pile of memorials, and said deeply and melancholy, "Now, even going to Yuyu Taking a stroll in the garden has become an unrealistic luxury..."

She pursed her mouth and tightened her body, looking like a small yellow cabbage in the ground, which made Lin Shurong half amused and half heartbroken. After hesitating for a while, she finally let go: "Well, only two sticks are allowed. Xiang, let me go out with you for a stroll."

"Great!"

After getting the answer he wanted to hear, Ming Tan immediately beamed with joy, and the bitter face just now disappeared in the blink of an eye. He rushed out from behind the case in three steps at a time, grabbed Lin Shurong's arm, and said happily: "Let's go!" Go, go early and come back early!"

……

At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the temperature is warm, the sun scorches the earth slightly, and even the wind carries a light fragrance of flowers.

The imperial garden is as green as ever, and the flowers are blooming like brocades.Ming Tan stepped onto the South Bridge first, glanced sideways inadvertently, raised his brows, and quickly waved to Lin Shurong, motioning for the latter to come and see together.

"Look, Qingqing, the water lily is blooming."

In the gurgling water, clumps of green leaves are floating on the river, and the branches are connected, like a layered umbrella cover, covering the water surface with only a few gaps left.

And just above this piece of green that dazzles the eyes, there are many small and exquisite bright yellow flowers growing.Like lotus flowers, they stand tall on the surface of the water, reflecting the sparkling water surface in the sun, which is very eye-catching.

Lin Shurong stood beside Ming Tan, leaning on the bridge railing to look down, and happened to see a crimson koi swimming slowly through the leaves with its tail flicking, shaking the yellow flower. It swayed left and right on the river twice, dancing around like a butterfly wearing flowers, looking smart and lovely.

"Well, it's fitting."

Ming Tan blinked his eyes, and with a smirk on his lips, he leaned close to Lin Shurong's ear on purpose, and read to her slowly: "Scattered Nymphaeum, flow from left to right. My fair lady, I long for it..."

——This is a famous sentence in "Guanju" in "Book of Songs", a well-known love poem.

For Lin Shurong, who is familiar with the three hundred poems, this sentence is nothing more than the most straightforward love language.She froze for a moment, her fingertips clenched uncomfortably, and she didn't know whether it was because of this poem, or because Ming Tan was so close at this time, that the former's snow-white cheeks were slightly flushed, and she turned her head angrily. The empress glanced at her, but her tone was still gentle and said: "Your Majesty, don't be frivolous..."

"The two of us are alone, what's the matter with being frivolous?" Ming Tan raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice a bit, and hung on Lin Shurong confidently, without the slightest bit of majesty to reprimand the officials in the court, "I just said it last night. My waist is sore and my back hurts from tossing, so I won’t admit it today, right—the Empress?”

"..."

Lin Shurong has always been very sensitive to this title, and because she pursed her lips in embarrassment, she immediately put out her hand to pinch Mingtan's cheek, and complained: "If you hadn't insisted last night that you wouldn't be tired of criticizing papers, , insisting on pestering... how could I lose my position?"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault that the empress can't control it!"

Ming Tan was grinning, while hugging her shamelessly, he reached out to hug her, leaned into Lin Shurong's arms and raised his head and asked, "Then how are you going to punish me?"

Looking from this angle, Her Majesty's brows and eyes are full of joy, her eyes are as black and bright as obsidian soaked in a clear spring, Lin Shurong's heart skipped a beat, almost as the other party said, "I can't control it", and fell asleep. He stretched out his hand like a demon, caressed Ming Tan's cheek, and murmured as if he was talking to himself: "...how can I be willing to punish you? If your majesty can be happy every day, no matter how you send me, it will be justified." .”

These words seemed to be vaguely humble, and Ming Tan couldn't help but feel stagnant when he heard them, he felt a little sour, and the smile on his face decreased a bit, and he sighed slightly: "The government and the people are old-fashioned, stubborn... I can successfully ascend the throne this time. As the emperor, I still rely on the empress dowager. Emperor Zulie's will, I'm afraid that I can't give you a dignified conferment ceremony for the time being..."

If under such circumstances, she still insists on making Qing Qing a queen, it may not be a grace, but a disaster.

"It's okay, I understand."

As if she had been prepared for this answer long ago, Lin Shurong answered quickly and sincerely, "Since you have me in your heart and are willing not to marry for the rest of your life, why should Shurong care about a name?" After finishing speaking, she paused. After a pause, he couldn't help but lower his head, and gently rubbed the tip of his nose against Ming Tan's cheek, "It's just those people in the Ministry of Rites, they are going to bother His Majesty after all."

Thinking of the nonsense notes that were handed over to him by the Ministry of Rites like snowflakes, advising him to get married soon, Ming Tan felt a headache, and his tone couldn't help being a little bored, "Just pretend you didn't see those words, and leave them alone. "

Ming Tan was never wary of Lin Shurong, and she approved a lot of those greeting papers; what's more, the latter is a female official who has the qualifications to go to the court, so naturally she doesn't know that the Ministry of Rites has recently urged His Majesty to accept the servant king—fortunately, the former The court has set a precedent, otherwise they would not know what to call the empress's harem - to give birth to the crown prince or the princess of Zhenguo as soon as possible, so as not to have no successors.

Che Jilu talked over and over again, causing Ming Tan's head to grow big twice, so he had to calm down as much as possible, put his left ear in and out of his right ear, so that he could restrain himself from ordering on the spot, and send someone to use a rag to wipe the mouths of those stinky old men in the Ministry of Rites. plug up.

Now that she has just ascended the throne and the dragon chair has not yet been firmly seated, it is not a good time to confront the courtiers head-on.

"...Fortunately, at the beginning of the New Year, they are already busy with their affairs, and they won't hold on to this matter all the time."

Ming Tan sighed, put all these shitty things behind him, kissed Lin Shurong on tiptoe, and asked: "The township examination Enke will be added in August, and preparations will start in a few days. You and the Imperial Academy How are the discussions going?"

"After all, it is to celebrate His Majesty's ascension to the throne, and also to select talents for Xinyuan. The Imperial Academy attaches great importance to it. About next month, it will start making a proposition together with the Ministry of Rites." Lin Shurong touched his cheek calmly, apparently already accustomed to Mingtan's occasional speech. Get close, and replied, "There is also the publication of "Zhe Gui Inscription"... After the Lord Zhang and the others go to the Ministry of Rites, Master Liu and I will preside over it, and it has nothing to do with this field of autumn. Please rest assured .”

"Okay, then let you take care of it, I don't care!"

Mingtan now has a headache when he hears about the Ministry of Rites, but now that he knows that the Imperial Academy has its own regulations, he immediately waved his hands and changed the subject in a polite manner.

"At the end of this month, Sister Zhaozhao and Prince Atusa will come to Beijing to have an audience with me, and discuss matters such as the border market, tax system, etc., did Qingqing know?"

"Father just told me yesterday." Lin Shurong nodded, showing a smile, "After all these years of anticipation, His Majesty will finally be able to meet His Royal Highness the Third Princess again."

"……Oh, yes."

However, to my surprise, Ming Tan didn't look as happy as Lin Shurong thought, he only slightly hooked his lips, lowered his eyes, fixed his eyes on a broken Nymphaeum leaf, remained silent for a while, and then opened his mouth lightly He said: "At that time, you will go with me. First go to Honglu Temple to welcome the Qiang Mi Mission, and then go to the Xishan Mausoleum."

She paused, her fingertips on the bridge railing slightly tightened, and she let out a long sigh.

"I just hope that Sister Zhaozhao...don't resent you and me because of Xu's affairs."