i made the emperor pregnant

When Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice and Jing Zhaoyin came, what they saw was the empress sitting in front of the long table. The two of them were sitting on two chairs. Seeing them coming, the emperor raised his eyebrows and sneered, his face as cold as ice.

The emperor and empress sat side by side behind the long table. The two chairs were about three feet apart. The long table was the type with drawers on the top, cabinets on both sides, the middle and lower parts were hollowed out, and there was a long baffle in front, which covered the pair. The lower body of the empress who is exceptionally well-matched in appearance.

The emperor leaned on the chair, half facing their direction, while the young empress held the ink pen tightly in her hand, writing vigorously on the blank paper, looking from a distance, she didn't know what she was sketching.

The hall was very quiet, so quiet that they could hear the rustling sound of the pen nib rubbing against the paper, and their hearts were beating very fast. No matter whether it was the Minister of the Ministry of Justice or Jing Zhaoyin, they dared not breathe aloud.Important prisoners were let go, and the jailers in the government prison accepted bribes. After investigating for so long, they didn't know that there were spies from the ancient country planted in the capital.

Jing Zhaoyin is the current official, and he will undoubtedly be held accountable. As the highest official in charge of the country's judiciary and edicts, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment has already made psychological preparations before coming here.

The preparations were back to preparations. When they saw the queen, their thoughts were still disturbed, and they couldn't control their expressions for a while.The emperor had not had a woman by his side for many years, and now suddenly there was a queen, and they were not used to it.

Because of this novelty, both of them couldn't help but look at Song Zi a few more times.

Song Mingcheng's prostitute is well-raised. Not only is she beautiful, but she also goes out to participate in talks held by some young scholars. It can be said that she is quite talented.

But most of the ladies don’t leave the front door, even if they want to go out, they will go to the places where girls often go, such as the gold, jade and silver buildings that sell rouge, gouache, and various jewelry. It doesn’t look like a business. Women show their heads like that.

No matter whether it is Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice or Jing Zhaoyin, before the emperor's wedding, they only heard the name of the girl from the Song family and never saw her.On the day of their wedding, they watched from a distance, and felt that the queen was a rare beauty in the world, but it seemed that when she stood up, she was a little too tall.

At that time, they didn't think too much about it. Princess Ming'an's ancestors were military commanders, and she was also the taller type of noble daughter. The daughter grew a bit taller.It is not very strange.Although I was surprised by the emperor's taste, everyone's aesthetics are different, and the girl from the Song family is a real beauty just by looking at her face!

The queen didn't wear a gorgeous dress today, but dressed like a man. She looked extraordinarily heroic. Even if a woman dressed as a man, it would be a different kind of charm, but the queen didn't feel disobedient at all. .

"What are you looking at, who allows you to stare at my queen like this."

Throwing the inkstone many times, the emperor's head was unusual, one inkstone directly brushed the corner of the Minister of Justice's clothes, and fell to pieces.

Song Zi looked up and continued to paint. The way the two of them are sitting now was suggested by him.That's fine for Ling Yi, anyway, it's not like he hasn't seen the two of them showing affection, so it won't hurt to watch it a few more times.

In front of other people, he still has to maintain the majesty of the emperor, and can't let Ah Yan always act like a baby regardless of the occasion.Not to mention now, even in their era, no matter how strict a man's wife is, when he is outside, the wife will give her husband face.

Apparently, Ah Yan also had a sense of proportion in his heart, and he could listen to what he said, so it created the scene that Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice and Jing Zhaoyin saw just now.

The two officials immediately lowered their heads, not even daring to wipe off the cold sweat that came out of their heads: "My minister Ji Tang, my minister Tao Li, I have seen Your Majesty, I have seen Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Long Live, Long Live, Your Majesty! Thousands of years, thousands of years."

"Presumptuous!" It's okay not to say this, but when the emperor was furious, he slapped the table and stood up, "You call me long live, and my queen a thousand years old, because you want my queen to die thousands of years earlier than me! "

"Your Majesty, my humble servant has been wronged!" The emperor seemed to be so angry that it was auspicious to criticize such a place. Everyone shouted like that and let it go, except for the tortoise bastard, who can live so long.

The queen stopped the pen in her hand, and persuaded in a soft voice: "Your Majesty, they are not malicious, maybe they are saying, Long live Your Majesty, I have lived to be nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years old."

That kind of high-ranking eunuch is still called nine thousand years old, so it makes no sense to be a queen and live 8000 years less.

The Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment was originally at odds with Song Mingcheng, but he did not expect the empress who was born to be so reasonable, and was even moved for a moment: "Yes, yes, what the empress said is very true, and that is what we mean."

It was the queen's voice, which didn't quite match her appearance. They thought it was that kind of gentle young female voice. Gentleness is gentleness, young and young. It just sounds like a boy, with a clear and pleasant juvenile voice.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years is not enough." Sima Yan said preoccupiedly, "It is nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-two years, four months, six days and seven hours." He is eight years older than the empress, so he cannot have the same year, the same month, the same day If you are born, you must die in the same year, the same month, and the same day.

"Yes, yes, yes." Song Zi said helplessly, "Your Majesty, let's get down to business."

He shouldn't say such a word, it is easy to mislead Ah Yan when he speaks. Ling Yi is a young man who is similar to the two of them, and he has a strong ability to accept. Of the two kneeling below, one is ten years older than his father. One was about the same age as his father, and Song Zi was really afraid that these two would have a heart attack because they couldn't stand the stimulation.

The emperor raised his foot and lightly rubbed Song Zi's calf. Seeing Song Zi's helpless face, he looked at the two courtiers, "Do you still remember what day it is?"

The brains of the two are running wildly. Is today a particularly important day?The emperor's birthday?The anniversary of the late emperor's death?Or some grand event?It seems neither.It's the day the prisoner escapes!is the day of their suffering.

"I know! Today is Xiaoshu." Jing Zhaoyin was the first to speak.The damn weather is getting hotter and hotter, the sweat on their heads is dripping to the ground, and the clothes behind them are all wet.

"Master Tao, tomorrow will be Xiaoshu."

"I see that your life is muddled! What day is it today? It's the second day of my wedding vacation. I got married two days ago. I haven't finished my vacation yet, so I have to clean up the mess for you here!"

It's over, what do they say, the queen shouldn't be here, the feeling is because the wedding leave of the newlyweds hasn't finished: "Ji Tang, you are in charge of the prison, I am married, and I have just pardoned the world. It's time to let it go, why don't you let it go."

"And you, everyone has been arrested, yet you can still release the felons captured by the imperial court because of the lack of cells. It's the greatest joke in the world!"

The two kowtowed again: "I know I was wrong."

"Okay, I don't want to hear any excuses, Ji Tang, I will fine you a year's salary, you have no objection."

"I thank the lord for your kindness." It was a great fortune that the salary was only punished and no official was demoted.

Naturally, the black hat on Jing Zhaoyin's head could not be kept, and he was directly demoted three levels in a row, from the third rank to the servant of the fourth rank, "I see that your life is so comfortable that you don't even know how to be polite. Come down and go to the Ministry of Rites to learn the rituals."

Although the six ministries are equal in name, but because the contents of each ministries are inconsistent, such as the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of War are the top priorities. Although the Ministry of Rites is also in charge of imperial examinations, it is not as important as the other five. Jing Zhaoyin When he lowered his head, he had a sad face, but when he raised his head, he forced a smile: "Thank you, Lord Long En."

Looking at the inkstone that was smashed to pieces beside him, he should be thankful, knowing that the one who was let go was not an ordinary person, but that one, the thorn in the eyes of the emperor, the thorn in his flesh.Compared with Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice, his fault is obviously bigger.

He didn't notice the spies from the ancient country, failed to catch him in time, and even let him go, which can be said to be a serious oversight.Being able to save this life depends on the kindness of the emperor, probably because it is not easy to see blood during the wedding vacation.

"I don't need to teach you how to investigate the spies from other countries in the capital."

The Minister of the Ministry of Punishment said in fear: "The ministers will investigate strictly, and make meritorious service as soon as possible."

Although he was only fined for one year's salary, this incident more or less left him with the impression of ineffectiveness in the emperor's heart. The emperor is extremely vengeful, so he naturally had to work hard to pay off his crimes.

"It's done, let's all retreat. If someone is caught, just stay in prison for a few more days. Don't bother me and the queen with trivial matters."

Song Zi didn't speak the whole time, and when everyone went out and the palace people skillfully picked up the inkstones and cleaned up the mess on the ground, he couldn't help but say, "Ah Yan, I heard that you have always had the problem of smashing inkstones. , I think this is not very good..."

Seeing the unbearable expression in Song Zi's eyes, Sima Yan immediately became irritable: "Does Xiao Qi think that I shouldn't punish them? Or think I'm too fierce."

After losing his vest, the Son of Heaven will inevitably be a little unscrupulous. No one would want to pretend to be himself all the time. Although he is still good at portraying himself as a poor and weak victim, he also hopes that Song Zi can accept his strong side.

"Xiao Qi also said before that if you deal with those cunning businessmen, if you don't pay attention, they will bully you. These people are more extreme than businessmen..." The emperor said, "If I am weak and can be bullied, they will They took an inch and turned me into a puppet, Xiaoqi understands their old age, why don't you think about it for me."

Every drop of blood of a politician is dirty. There are Qingtian masters who are respected and loved by the common people, but they are rare.The few of them will basically appear in local places, not the imperial court like a big dye vat.

"Ah, that's not what I meant." Song Zi said, "Ayan, before I came, you have been doing well as the emperor. I don't understand their affairs. As long as you think it's right, you can do it right." Do it. If there is something that I think is particularly bad, I may not be able to help telling you, you can listen, but you don’t have to change it.”

After all, he is not a politician in the true sense, he is relatively idealistic, and his understanding of the Jin Dynasty is definitely not as high as that of the emperor, so Song Zi has no intention of intervening in too many political affairs: "Of course, if I put forward an opinion, Ah Yan Your thoughts are different from what I think, I still hope you can explain a thing or two to me, I don't want to have any barriers between you and you because of these insignificant outsiders."

Almost being led astray again, Song Zi cleared his throat, and brought the topic back: "I haven't finished what I just said, I just want to say that the inkstone you just dropped is a good Duanyan, you Every time I throw away such a good inkstone, it would be too wasteful to throw away too much."

Obviously, the object of Song Zi's distress is not the two officials kneeling there, but the broken inkstone. The emperor's temper is so bad, and he is even more moody after pregnancy. How much is the broken inkstone worth? Woolen cloth.

In this era, reading is a very luxurious thing. Not only is private school expensive, but pen, ink, paper and inkstone are also a huge expense. In addition to selling all kinds of books, the bookstore he runs also takes care of stationery. Song Zi's calligraphy and painting He may not have enough attainments, but he knows the sources and prices of pens, inks and inkstones very well.

The inkstone used by the emperor is of course a good thing, and the one that was thrown out just now, Song Zi calculated, is almost worth the ten-day turnover of Qilue Bookstore.It is turnover, not pure profit after deducting costs!

If it is just thrown out, it can still be used after washing, but if it is broken into pieces just now, the ink can't be retained, and a good inkstone will be scrapped directly.

"A Yan, you forgot, you said before that you want me to take care of the money." Song Zi patted his belly lightly, then patted Ah Yan's, he patted himself and then the emperor. Twice: "One, two, three, I have to support our family of three. Although I can afford it, I can't be too extravagant and wasteful."

"If you like heavy ones, I can find ones of similar weight for you. Let's keep the good inkstones for writing and pass them on to our son in the future." Some things are more valuable as they get older.

Sima Yan's eyelashes trembled: "Is Xiaoqi really angry with me because I'm too fierce?"

"Of course not." Song Zi said, "You are His Majesty, it seems that you don't lack these few inkstones."

As for the emperor, extravagance and waste seem to be a normal thing, but it seems that he is squatting.

"No." Sima Yan said, "Xiao Qi is so cute, no matter what Xiao Qi looks like, I will never dislike you, and Xiao Qi is not allowed to dislike me."

Love money, don't be shabby, Xiaoqi is running around day and night, working hard to earn money to support his family, very cute.He loved money back then, and all the court ladies were dismissed from the palace. God felt that they had a good heart, and they were a perfect match. When the child is born in the future, he must be taught to cherish money and not waste his father's painstaking efforts.