The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

Royal study.

Chen Ziyan was very silent today. Before Yin Wuzhi came in, he thought for a long time how to explain the injury on his face, but unexpectedly he didn't even ask.

Yin Wuzhi sat down in his seat, flipped through the memorial in hand, and broke the calm: "How much does Brother Chen know about King Xiang?"

"Probably not as much as you know."

"...?"

Chen Ziyan picked up the documents in his hand, and said: "Your Majesty still needs to review the documents from the Ministry of Household Affairs, so I will go first."

Yin Wuzhi stepped over: "How about I..."

Under Chen Ziyan's silent gaze, he swallowed his words.

Chen Ziyan opened the door without saying a word and walked out.

After a while, he came back with the booklet in his arms, Yin Wuzhi saw it and said, "Your Majesty sees it so quickly."

"His Majesty is asleep."

He must have been tired from eating that piece of meat, Yin Wuzhi rubbed his cheeks for a long time.

Chen Ziyan sat down in his seat again.

Yin Wuzhi glanced at him, then at him again, and said, "Brother Ziyan, what's wrong with King Xiang?"

"Aren't you the one who just finished fighting with him?"

"I mean before."

Chen Ziyan glared at him and said, "Why did you two fight?"

"... There was a bit of an altercation."

"Another quarrel?" Chen Ziyan sneered, "You two are really enemies."

Yin Wuzhi paused strangely: "According to Brother Chen, I had frequent quarrels with King Xiang before?"

"Why do you look like you have lost your memory?" Chen Ziyan said: "When you were young, you were often laughed at by him because you couldn't speak official Chinese well. Before he left Beijing, he went to the military camp to find you for a competition, and everyone around him knew it more or less. One point, a few days ago you saw King Xiang's zhezi as if nothing happened, I was still thinking that maybe you are old and sensible, and I didn't expect you to fight again."

No wonder he was summoned by Empress Dowager Wen today. The latter just asked them to apologize to each other with a straight face, and did not reprimand him.

At that time, Yin Wuzhi wondered why he handled it so lightly, but now that he thinks about it, it's not surprising.

Thinking about it carefully, he does have some memories about King Xiang, but his impression can only be that the relationship between the two is average, and there is no tit-for-tat situation.

"Then King Xiang and Your Majesty, have you heard anything?"

Chen Ziyan frowned and said, "Before your Majesty ascended the throne, he didn't have much contact with us. I only remember that when he was studying in the Imperial College, King Xiang liked to cling to him, but His Majesty rarely went to the Imperial College and was often absent, so I don't really know either."

"Why are you absent?"

"I heard that Empress Dowager Yao invited other gentlemen for him. Moreover, Empress Dowager Yao probably doesn't like your Majesty getting too close to King Xiang and others."

Yin Wuzhi thought of the book that was stuffed into the gap, and he made a special observation and questioned afterwards. During the time when he was recovering from his injuries, Queen Mother Yao did go to give the emperor some food, although the other party didn't move a single bite.

"You should know more about this than I do. His Majesty taught you Mandarin back then, and since Empress Dowager Wen is in the palace, it will be more convenient for you to go in and out of the palace with Princess Dingnan."

"..." Yin Wuzhi also felt a little weird. Before being summoned into the palace by Jiang Wu, he didn't even remember the appearance of the emperor, which was clearly unreasonable.

"You still have a photographic memory." Chen Ziyan shook his head and opened the document in hand.

Yin Wuzhi picked up his pen, and after a while, he asked again: "Who won that contest, King Xiang or I?"

Sure enough, as Yin Wuzhi said, the artificially paved snow, let the heavens fall on it, and it will be almost the same as before.

Chen Ziyan went to look for Jiang Wu again with the documents from the Ministry of Household Affairs. Yin Wuzhi rummaged through the rest of the papers, and finally found a memorial that must be reviewed by the emperor, picked it up and chased him to the Taiji Hall.

Jiang Wuben was pinching the pen with little interest, and when he saw him coming, he slowly threw the pen away and took a break.

After Chen Ziyan entered the palace, he hardly took the initiative to approach him, Jiang Wu was too lazy to move, and Yin Wuzhi had also been aggressive recently, this aggressive finger was making good use of the power he gave him, and he seemed to want to take over everything he had at hand——

So Jiang Wu's process of seeking death was put on hold for a while.

At this moment, it was rare for Chen Ziyan to take the initiative to send him to the door, so Jiang Wu leisurely raised his hand and grabbed his.

Yin Wuzhi paused: "?"

Chen Ziyan was also stiff all over.

The emperor's finger brushed the back of his hand, and said: "After all, my palace is more supportive. After Chen Aiqing entered the palace, her hands became much tenderer."

Chen Ziyan: "...Your Majesty, read the brochure."

"Zhezi is not as good-looking as Chen Aiqing." Jiang Wu raised his face, it was clearly the eyes of Gu Jing Wubo, but he blushed for no reason.

Tianzi's fingers were delicate and slender, and because of laziness, they slid slowly on his skin, but precisely because of this, Chen Ziyan could almost capture every minute of his movements, and his scalp couldn't stop numb.

A hand pulled him suddenly, and Jiang Wu's hand fell loosely on the back of the chair, once again aware of Yin Wuzhi's anger and the faint murderous intent.

It seems that when he grows up, he will restrain himself.

Yin Wuzhi turned around, pulled Chen Ziyan out with a few steps, suppressed his annoyance, and said, "Brother Ziyan, are you okay?"

Chen Ziyan glanced at him, and said softly, "No."

"I said, don't stay with him, then, that stupid king, he..." Yin Wuzhi heaved his chest and said, "He is shameless."

Chen Ziyan glanced at him again, and said, "I didn't think that much."

"I know, but... In short, leave the next thing to me, and I will deal with him."

Chen Ziyan said: "I am older than you, so I should come."

"Brother Chen." Yin Wuzhi said in a deep voice, "Don't you really want both of us to join in?"

Chen Ziyan's tone was serious: "A good brother should share weal and woe."

Yin Wuzhi: "."

They went back to the Tai Chi Hall together, Hun Jun was still lying there with a calm expression on his face, no one urged him, so he quit again.

The two came to him, and Chen Ziyan picked up the pen again and handed it to Jiang Wu: "Please, Your Majesty."

Jiang Wu stared at the pen, and said skillfully: "One word, one kiss..."

"Wait, let me see." Yin Wuzhi took two steps forward and picked up the paperwork on the table, saying: "I can handle this, I can also handle this, and this... Back to Your Majesty, these ministers can do it for you. "

Chen Ziyan: "?"

Jiang Wu asked: "Really."

"It's absolutely true." Yin Wuzhi said loudly, "You don't need to bother Your Majesty with these things."

After he finished speaking, he picked up everything and walked to the entrance of the hall, not forgetting to say hello: "Brother Chen."

Returning to the imperial study room, Yin Wuzhi put all the documents on his desk, and said: "I heard that the grand master said that not all of these must be reviewed by His Majesty himself, but now they are handed in because His Majesty has just ascended the throne, and many official duties are not familiar enough. , learn from the basics.”

Chen Ziyan followed behind him, sat down on the futon calmly, and said: "But if you don't hand it over to His Majesty, wouldn't he be familiar with it all the time?"

Yin Wuzhi started to organize his head sullenly, and said: "I am also doing this for the benefit of Brother Chen, you didn't see what His Majesty said just now, he said..."

It seemed to be relaying something terrible, with a serious tone: "One word, kiss, does brother Chen really want to kiss a man?"

Chen Ziyan said: "Azhi can do it, so can I."

"Of course I don't want to."

Chen Ziyan sighed: "Since that's the case, I will leave such matters to Brother Wei in the future."

"..." Yin Wuzhi stopped holding the pen, and Chen Ziyan said: "I have been thinking for the past few days, what Ah Zhi has experienced in the palace during this period of time, how can he be so ineffective, now I understand , you must have suffered a lot of grievances."

Yin Wuzhi lowered his eyelashes.

"Brother Wei will be here in the future, and I will definitely not let you stand in front of me again." Chen Ziyan said with deep eyes, "To be honest, I have admired His Majesty for a long time before this."

A drop of thick ink fell on the paper, and Yin Wuzhi immediately took one side of the cloth and wiped it off.

"...Admiration, Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty the Fourth Highness is glorious, handsome, gentle and courteous, and is loved by the people." Chen Ziyan recalled, "Don't say it's me, even a prickly head like Zuo Haoqing will die in front of His Majesty."

Yin Wuzhi wrapped the cloth around the tip of the Langhao pen, and watched the ink stain it into thick black little by little.

"His temperament has changed a lot now. I did feel disgusted before, but my father is right. There must be a reason for His Majesty to become like this. I believe that one day he will wake up and become the person worth following again."

Yin Wuzhi: "So...?"

"So, from the bottom of my heart, I don't hate His Majesty, and I'm even glad that I can be so close to him." Chen Ziyan pursed his lips and said, "Before annoying him, in the end, I just didn't want to accept His Majesty's change. I don’t want to admit that I admired such a person.”

"now what?"

"Now..." Chen Ziyan's eyes darkened: "I want to try to accept such a majesty, and I don't want to run away anymore."

There was a very light 'click' sound, and the pen in his hand was pinched and broken.

Chen Ziyan said: "So, since Ah Zhi thinks His Majesty is terrible, please leave him to me."

Jiang Wu huddled on the chair and sneezed.

Qi Hanmiao hurriedly stepped forward and wiped the tip of his nose: "Your Majesty caught a cold?"

Jiang Wu blinked his eyelashes, but didn't make a sound.

Qi Hanmiao then went to Chuangu imperial physician to give him a peace pulse.

After diagnosing the pulse, Gu Yan put his hands back into the blanket and said, "Does Your Majesty have any other discomfort?"

Jiang Wu looked out the window and said, "How long will it snow?"

"I heard that the snow in Guanjing usually falls until the end of spring every year."

Yin Wuzhi seemed to say the same thing.

Although Jiang Wu was fine, Gu Yan still prescribed two medicines to prevent the wind and cold. It's been cold recently and the emperor is delicate.

When he picked up the medicine box and left, Yin Wuzhi was standing outside the screen, Gu Yan nodded to him, and just about to leave, he heard him ask: "Is this the first time for Imperial Physician Gu to visit Guanjing?"

"Exactly, I was admitted to the Imperial Hospital at the beginning of this year." He wondered, "How did His Royal Highness know?"

"Just now you told me about it."

Gu Yan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and said: "Yes, this is the first time to celebrate the New Year in Guanjing."

Yin Wuzhi made a gesture of invitation, Gu Yan returned the salute, and his figure quickly disappeared outside the hall.

That night, Chen Ziyan did not stay in the imperial study room with Yin Wuzhi anymore. After Yin Wuzhi stayed in the imperial study room for a while, he went to the Tai Chi Hall. After a few times, Qi Hanmiao dazzled him: "His Royal Highness , What kind of exercise is this?"

"Kung fu with your feet." Yin Wuzhi said, "Small lightness kung fu."

By the time the eighth trip came to the Taiji Hall, it was already Haishi.

He went to the side hall again, and found that the lights in Chen Ziyan's room had been turned off, so he squatted at the base of the wall and listened.

There was a sound of turning over. The other party seemed to be sleeping unsteadily. After tossing and turning like this for a while, the other party sat up, put on his clothes, and came to the window.

The lamp by the window was lit, and the other party pulled the chair and sat down.

Then came the sound of flipping books.

There was another sound of stepping on the snow, and Qi Hanmiao quickly came to the door of Chen Ziyan's room: "Chen Shilang, why are you still awake at this late hour?"

"I can't sleep at night, so I read a book for a while."

"You are really a scholar, then you are busy."

"Give me good dreams."

Everything was quiet, Yin Wuzhi squatted under the wall, and waited until Chen Ziyan fell asleep before standing up on his knees and going back to the Tai Chi Hall.

Skillfully pushed aside the bed curtain and got on the dragon bed, skillfully hugged Jiang Wu inside, and then skillfully lay down in front of him.

He reached out to hug him, buried his face in his neck, and took a breath.

Jiang Wu opened his eyes.

He opened his eyes and opened his eyes silently, and the person crouching on his neck didn't notice at all.

A hand pulled away the corner of his clothes, and he was bitten lightly on the shoulder, which was not enough, but still had to be rubbed.

Jiang Wu: "."

Got it, big black dog.