Dodder Pampering Handbook

The two teenagers under the tree looked at each other and knelt on the ground together.

One of them is the nephew of General Zhonglang, and the other is the son of a cabinet bachelor.

Although the family's official position in the court is not high, this is also the first time Zhao Chanzhen has received a surrender.

Deng Qiu leaned on the tree and looked at him with a smile.Zhao Chanzhen helped Fang Qin and Liu Zhiyan up, and said seriously: "Although I am the Son of Heaven, I have been playing with you these few days, and I have already regarded you as my best friends."

"I am ashamed to say that although I am the emperor, I have always been at the mercy of others. Even I myself can only follow the trend. In such a situation, are you willing to stand by my side?"

"Your Majesty, we all know that this is not His Majesty's wish. If you want to blame it, you can blame King Yong'an, who is ambitious, trying to subvert the government, and even colluding with Zhao Shi. Who doesn't know that Zhao Shi is his mother?" Fang Qin practiced martial arts since childhood. Also with a sassy heroic spirit, he speaks sonorously and forcefully.

On the other hand, Liu Zhiyan has a lot of style.They stand in line, and they are leading a whole family. If the Deng family hadn't been in the line, they wouldn't have dared to stand in line so early.

In today's imperial court, Fu Kaisheng retires and returns to his hometown, and the prime minister is temporarily vacant, and the minister and minister will jointly hold the power.King Yong'an ruled alone, but in recent months he didn't take much care of his affairs, and the harem also quieted down a lot.

Seeing that the little emperor was about to tie his hair, the power seemed to be slowly coming closer to him.

Someone has long been ready to move and wants to surrender to Zhao Chanzhen.

But most people think that Zhong Teng is taking this opportunity to test the courtiers in an attempt to catch them all.

Among them, Deng Qiu and his son played a key role.

Deng Qiu spent a lot of effort trying to hold Zhong Ting's thigh, not to mention the concubine he gave away, but let's talk about the gardens where Zhong Ting lived when he entered Jinling, including Zhuangzi in the suburbs.

It was all given by Deng Yong, and the management and reorganization every year are all done by the Deng family.However, Zhuangzi's income has to be handed in every year.

To put it more bluntly, the Deng family is Zhong Cheng's housekeeper.To put it bluntly, people say they are Zhong Cheng's dogs.

Deng Yong's family has been in business for generations, and he was able to become an official because he donated enough money.But now, hugging Zhong Teng's thigh didn't gain any benefits, instead he lost a lot of his property.

This made Deng Yong and his son feel that it is time to change legs.

So they set their sights on the weak little emperor.

Deng Qiu gained Zhao Chanzhen's trust with almost no effort, and it was even easier to introduce some people who had the same thoughts as their father and son.

Although Fang Qin's uncle was only a Zhonglang general, he was in charge of [-] soldiers.As for Liu Zhiyan, his father was a student of the old man of Nanyang, and when Fu Kaisheng retired, the scholars wanted to invite the old man of Nanyang to become an official.

But after searching for a long time, no one knew where the old man in Nanyang had gone.

Coincidentally, Liu Zhiyan's father was a direct disciple of Nanyang old man, and also a cabinet bachelor.

Then he began to be sought after by some scholars. The Liu family's family style has always been good. After a long time, the Liu family has really accumulated a lot of word of mouth.

Now they are getting closer to Zhao Chanzhen, although compared with King Yongan in terms of strength, they are nothing.

But it's a pretty good start.

Zhao Chanzhen has nothing, all he can give is some verbal promises, such as when he really takes power, the people who help him now will benefit.

He was born good-looking, and when he wanted to say nice things, his mouth was so sweet, plus he was an emperor, the credibility of his words soared.

The coaxed Fang Qin and Liu Zhiyan, two half-year-old boys, had a good time.

After getting the letter of approval, I can't wait to go home and tell the good news.

Deng Qiu hasn't left yet.

He didn't know when he grabbed a dog's tail grass and kept dangling it in his hand.Followed Zhao Chanzhen into the inner room.

"Your Majesty, don't you want to know what bad tricks that girl has used?" The waist of the person walking in front, wrapped in a bright yellow dragon suit, was extremely slender.

The jade pendant around his waist swayed in the air as he walked, as light as if he was dancing.

It's not like an emperor.

Deng Qiu recalled that his father told him that last year the little emperor danced in the plum garden. It was amazing. The ministers didn't recognize it, and the leader of the dance was the current emperor.

Even King Yong'an, the god of killing, was dumbfounded, and even spoke and acted a little bit more gently, it seems that it was from that time that the little emperor began to look a little bit like an emperor.

Deng Qiu was very disdainful when he heard his father talk about these things. He had met the late emperor back then.Although I was young at that time, my memory is not very clear.But he has been sensitive to beauties since he was a child. If the first emperor was really so beautiful, he would definitely remember it.

Besides, the nun, if he really overwhelmed the city and the country, would he be reduced to become a nun?

He didn't believe his father's words from the bottom of his heart, he just thought that someone who had never seen King Yong'an, who had never even been to the happy place of Qinhuai River, would have seen a real beauty?

He didn't believe his father's words until he saw the little emperor for the first time that day.

A thought popped up in his mind: If he were King Yong'an, he would definitely usurp the throne and become emperor, and keep such a beauty in the deep palace.

Instead of making him emperor.

"It's nothing more than aphrodisiacs." Zhao Chan said nonchalantly, or it was a chronic poison.But he hasn't given birth to a child yet, so the empress dowager wouldn't kill him at this time.

The eyeballs turned around under the slenderness, Deng Qiu withdrew his thoughts, and said: "Even so, Your Majesty should pay more attention. You know, the relationship between King Yong'an and the Empress Dowager is not simple. If they change temporarily Idea...it's not as simple as □□."

While talking, a fat tiger came out of the room slowly. It walked around Zhao Chanzhen and walked to Deng Qiu's side.

The black and yellow eyeballs swept across his body, as if looking at some prey to be slaughtered, Deng Qiu was so frightened that he dared not move.

Dabao raised his front paws and put them on Deng Qiu's arm. The sharp claws hooked his clothes, and his huge head sniffed on his arm. After half a stick of incense passed, Zhao Chan really saw that Deng Qiu was a little bit nervous. Unable to hold on anymore, he felt it was funny, so he shouted reproachfully, "Dabao, come back."

Ever since Dabao got bigger and bigger and couldn't keep it indoors, Zhong Teng found a beast trainer and taught Dabao to be a tiger protecting his master.

It had grown up beside Zhao Chanzhen, and it recognized Zhao Chanzhen in its heart, coupled with artificial training, it was really cute and amiable.

It's just that others don't think so.

On weekdays, if an unfamiliar eunuch and court lady came in, their legs would be scared weak.

Deng Qiu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "No wonder Your Majesty is not afraid of those young people." He looked at Dabao again, and Dabao was already lying on the blanket with his limbs stretched out, so he could see clearly that his body was not fat, but strong muscles.

Zhao Chanzhen took the booklet and read it, with a slender right hand, combing Zhenzhen's hair with his fingers, like a whisper of sympathy for the world, carelessly, but charming.

No matter what he is wearing, what position he is, or what he is doing, it is as if he is wearing a layer of veil, which arouses people's imagination and wants to get closer and find out.

"Dabao is very obedient, if ordinary people have no dissent towards me, it will naturally not behave abnormally." Zhao Chanzheng said.

Then he raised his eyes, looked at Deng Qiu, and motioned him to approach.

Deng Qiu walked over, Zhao Chan really moistened the brush and stretched out his hand, Deng Qiu took a step back in shock.

But he glared at him: "Don't move."

Sure enough, Deng Qiu didn't move, and then felt the cold circles around his eyes.

After Zhao Chanzhen finished painting, he put down the brush, clapped his hands and laughed like a child.

"Your Majesty, what did you paint on my face?" Deng Qiu didn't understand, and wanted to touch it, but Zhao Chanzhen knocked it off without any politeness, "Don't touch it before you do it."

"Don't touch it, don't touch it. But your majesty, what did you draw? Could it be bastard?"

"No." Zhao Chan gave him a sideways glance, "I've always been very sensitive to people's eyes."

Deng Qiu's heart rose.

I heard the little emperor's cold voice again: "Although I haven't taken this position yet, it's still easy to kill a dog. Deng Qing should not look at me with that kind of eyes."

As he spoke, he smiled brightly: "Otherwise, I might pick out your eyeballs and feed them to Dabao."

After admonishing Deng Qiu, Zhao Chanzhen kicked him away.

Deng Qiu's heart was still beating "thumping" until he left the palace.It was because he underestimated the little emperor. He thought that the deep palace had spoiled his temperament and only raised a beautiful flower.Unexpectedly, the beauty flower is not fake, but it is a pity that it is thorny and poisonous.

When Zhong Cheng entered the palace, he could see from a distance the young man named Deng Qiu, who was taken out of the palace by the eunuch in a distraught state, with two ridiculous circles painted on his face.Didn't even notice that he was nearby.

"What happened to him?" Zhong Teng asked Zhao Xi with a cold face.

Zhao Xi bent his waist, and immediately replied: "I don't know, my majesty only asked me to invite you into the palace, saying that I have something important to discuss."

He really didn't know why Deng Qiu looked so embarrassed, but...

"Deng Qiu and the others have been very close to His Majesty recently. Sometimes even the old slaves can't get in, I don't know what they are talking about." Zhao Xi secretly went to see King Yong'an, somewhat confused about his thoughts.

"You only need to be optimistic about His Majesty, and don't want him to be hurt. Don't ask about anything else."

Zhong Teng was a little annoyed, although he took the initiative to give the little emperor room to grow up, but why did the little emperor get so close to others so quickly?

what are they playingDeng Qiu's face was painted, has the little emperor been painted?

Zhao Xi couldn't see what Zhong Teng was thinking, but he also knew that he was not in a good mood, so he tightened his tail and stopped asking.

Followed him to the imperial study room, the little emperor came out to greet him in person, pulled Zhong Cheng's sleeves intimately, led him into the study room, then tore away the red cloth like offering a treasure, revealing a big stone.

He said with a smile: "I heard that the emperor likes to carve stones recently, and Zen really wanted to attract people's attention, and finally found a pretty good one, it seems to have been shipped from outside the pass."

Zhong Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his jade finger, and thanked him.

"I also have something to give to His Majesty." He said softly.

"What?" Zhao Chan opened his eyes curiously.

Zhong Cheng took out the carved rabbit-shaped jade pendant from his sleeve and handed it to him, "Look, Your Majesty."

"Rabbit?" Zhao Chan was really pleasantly surprised, and immediately stroked the jade in his hand. It was extremely warm to the touch, and there was no trace of artificial carving.

"Did the uncle do it?"

"It's not made. It's built into the stone."

"Why do you bring your own stone?" Zhao Chanzhen asked again.

Zhong Ting said: "Naturally, it is born. There is no such jade in a million."

There is no one in a million, Zhao Chan really wanted to ask him if he really picked 1 yuan of stones.But he didn't say anything, he held the red string on the jade pendant with his fingers, hung it in front of his face and looked at it carefully.

Zhong Cheng took this opportunity to look at him, and he could see his eyes clearly.

It has some dark blue, so if you don't pay attention to it, you really can't recognize it.

Xu Shi received Xinyi's gift, Zhao Chan was really happy, "Why did the emperor think of giving me this?" He said, he took off the jade pendant around his waist and replaced it with the rabbit jade pendant.

I turned around happily again, watching the little rabbit draw a beautiful arc in mid-air, and laughed happily.

"Isn't Your Majesty a rabbit? The hair tie ceremony is coming soon, so let's treat it as your Majesty's birthday present."

He stopped turning, Zhong Cheng looked calm, and reached out to help him smooth out the messed up folds.

"Your Majesty will become an adult man once the hair-tying ceremony is over. At that time, you must never do such childish behavior again." Zhong Cheng looked around, and the maids bit their lips, not daring to laugh out loud.

It was only then that Zhao Chanzhen felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "Quickly step back, I want to whisper something to the emperor."

The waiters all went down, Zhao Chanzhen smiled "hehe", Zhong Teng thought it was funny: "What whisper is your Majesty going to say?"

Zhao Chanzhen stood on tiptoe, swooped and hugged his neck, and whispered in his ear: "This is the first time Chanzhen received a birthday gift, so happy. Thank you, Uncle Huang."

Fearing that Zhong Cheng would push him away, he moved quickly and ruthlessly.If Zhong Teng retreated, he would have to be thrown.

He could only open his hand and let the little emperor rush over.

Before he could realize what the lump on his cheek was, Zhao Chanzhen had already pulled away and left.

Standing there timidly, toes touching toes, as if embarrassed.

Zhong Cheng looked at him with complicated expressions, and after watching for a long while, he rubbed his aching head and warned: "Your Majesty, there will be no next time."

Zhao Chan smiled awkwardly, then lowered his head, a little frustrated, "Zhen really knows."

But Zhong Cheng didn't intend to let him go, "Is Your Majesty treating them so presumptuously?"

who are they?Zhao Chanzhen was stunned for a while, Zhong Cheng frowned, "When Caichen came in, he saw Deng Qiu."

Zhao Chan really suddenly realized that the emperor's uncle had misunderstood!He shook his head quickly, like a rattle: "Zen is really punishing him, not playing with him."

"Punish him for what?" Zhong Cheng frowned even deeper.

Deng Qiu is not a good bird, he is more aggressive than his father Deng Yong, although he has some strength, but in terms of lust, he is really better than blue.

It's really impossible for Zhao Chan to say that Deng Qiu looked at his butt, otherwise he would go to see Lord Yan before Deng Qiu could shine.

I had no choice but to explain: "I asked him to do some small things, but what he did was not very appropriate."

"Since this is the case, he should be punished severely so that he will not dare to do it again"

Uncle Huang couldn't get along with Deng Qiu, Zhao Chan really had a bitter face: "It's smarter to be alone with Chan Zhen, if it breaks, no one will play with Chan Zhen."

Zhong Cheng took a deep breath, knowing that he was a little impulsive.

Think about the little emperor, who grows up so big and doesn't even have a friend of the same age. It's normal for him to make friends when he makes friends for the first time.

Zhao Chanzhen saw that he didn't say a word, so he stood there obediently, lowered his head and played with the rabbit jade pendant on his waist, even more obedient than the punished Dabao.

Zhong Ting's heart softened again, and he changed the subject stiffly: "Does Your Majesty still have a leg pain?"

Zhao Chan really smiled obediently, showing his off-white teeth, and he didn't seem to hold any grudges: "The pain has long since disappeared. The imperial doctor said that I have passed through those long days, and there will be no more pain in the future."

"That's good." Zhong Teng read some scriptures again, and there were no major problems in dealing with them.

He has been away from the palace for less than half a month, and he hasn't seen any major problems.Now the court ministers are full of praise for the little emperor.

Just wait for the net to be closed and a batch of useless ministers in the court to be replaced, and the little emperor can sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Zhong Teng only stayed for a while, feeling that Zhao Chan would be more reserved with him, so he refused to stay for dinner, went to Zhao's place for a while, and then returned home.

Zhao Chanzhen watched him go away, and the smile on his face slowly faded away.

Sitting alone in front of the case, looking at those papers, unconsciously playing with the rabbit jade pendant, he said: "It's boring."

Really boring.Such a day is really boring.Zhong Cheng hid in the mansion again and began to carve stones. The piece Zhao Chanzhen gave him was taken home by him, and when he cut open the stone skin, he found red jade inside.

So I began to carve patiently, trying to carve a jade table and stool, but the stone was too small.

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to carve a "burning red cliff".

With the goal determined in this way, Zhong Teng was full of energy again.

He was sitting in the garden, waved away all the servants, and was carving stones by himself, when he heard a familiar voice in his ear: "Are you here for a mission, or for a vacation?"

Zhong Cheng raised his head, and saw a familiar face, rolling his eyes at him.

"Ying Zhi, why are you here?" The pine tree spirit who practiced with him had achieved the true fruit 800 years before him, and had the post of immortal.

He also knew that Zhong Teng came down to do the task.

It's just that she didn't expect Ying Zhi to appear suddenly.

Don't think about things you don't understand. This is Zhong Cheng's principle in making stones.Before Ying Zhi returned to him, he continued to sculpt stones.

"Hey, hello, why don't you let your compatriots go? Anyway, you are also a stone spirit, why do you like carving stones so much?" This is really flooding the Dragon King Temple, and the family does not recognize the family.

"Stones carved into other shapes are still stones." Zhong Teng seldom talked, and he answered him after a while, which could choke people to death.

"You really haven't changed at all." Ying Zhi was in a complicated mood, and squatted in front of him, "A rotten wood cannot be carved. Since you accepted this task, don't you feel that something is wrong?"

"What?" Zhong Cheng didn't lift his head.

Before this task fell on him, many people had failed in the task. At first Zhong Teng thought it would be difficult, but now it seems that most of it has been completed according to his plan.

Although Zhao Chanzhen is a dodder, everyone complains that he has no face and can only survive by selling his appearance, but when it comes to teaching, he is still very good.

"That's the problem." Ying Zhi hated iron for being weak and knocked him once, "I heard that Lord Futu Xing disappeared for a long time. It is said that he has gone through calamities, but no one knows where he went The calamity is gone."

"Futu?" Zhong Cheng was a little lost when he heard the name.

He thought of that young man as white as snow. When he first saw him, he just took him for a rabbit, and then he kicked him down the mountain and fell into the valley.

Could that arrogant and savage rabbit boy be his current task target?

Zhong Cheng gave Ying Zhi a sideways glance, "I think you are crazy, this is absolutely impossible!"

Although the rabbit brought him to the top of the mountain again later, Zhong Teng could never forget the feeling of being kicked up the mountain by a rabbit's hind legs.

Ying Zhi giggled, and she knew what Zhong Cheng was thinking at a glance: "Are you calling him a rabbit again? He is not a rabbit, no wonder he called you a stinky stone."

Zhong Cheng sullenly didn't want to talk to him anymore.But he began to think about the possibility of this matter in his heart. If it wasn't for the [-]% chance that I, Ying Zhi would not have suddenly appeared and told him about this matter.

But if Zhao Chan is really Fu Tu...

Zhong Teng thought about it, the delicate little emperor who loves to cry, and the unreasonable and unreasonable boy who occasionally hides under the stone and cries.

There are some inexplicable overlaps.

"I'm really crazy..." Zhong Teng murmured, and when he wanted to ask more details, Ying Zhi had already disappeared.

He called out the token given to him by the Mission Bureau. It is said that when the mission is completed, the token will be lit.Now the progress of the task above has passed more than half.

This shows that his plan is running smoothly.

His original plan was to reduce the difficulty of the task by himself, first solve the natural and man-made disasters that may occur in Da Zhao, and then increase the price of mulberry on the land occupied by Xiao Yu by purchasing a large number of mulberry.

At the same time, the price of domestic mulberry and hemp was suppressed. After two or three years, even if Xiao Yu wanted to curb the cultivation of mulberry and hemp in Yuzhou, he couldn't restrain it.Once Yuzhou is full of mulberry and hemp, Xiao Yu will be defeated without a fight.

He also used the banner of the little emperor to recruit talents. When the time comes, the government will reform again to solve internal and external troubles, and then focus on economic development.

The people's lives are better, and they will not have the thought of rebellion.

It's just that he didn't expect that the little emperor might not be of royal blood.

Once the news spread, what he did would be in vain.

He originally thought that he only needed to hide his strength and bide his time, and wait for two or three years, and the mission would be solved by itself.

But now, hearing what Ying Zhi said, thinking that the little emperor might be Fu Tu's calamity, he felt a little uneasy.

I always feel that the mission can't be so smooth...

Go through the plan again in my mind from beginning to end, and find out some nodes that may fail.

Zhong Teng decided to intensify his plan for Yuzhou, and it would be best to bring down all the corrupt officials in the country who are full and let them participate.

It's time to catch them all.

Before the hair tie ceremony, Zhao Chanzhen summoned Zhong Teng several times, but Zhong Teng declined on the pretext of being unwell.

The little emperor had nothing to do with him, and he didn't know that Zhong Teng suddenly ignored him.

He turned around and searched the palace, and took the opportunity to clear away some maids and eunuchs.Now, there are only seven or eight servants left in his palace, all of whom he can trust.

Woke up again in Chou Shi, with a sticky cold sweat on his body.It's almost June, last year there was not too much ice stored in the palace, Zhao Chanzhen sent a lot to the Empress Dowager's palace, and also sent a lot to King Yong'an outside the palace.

Not much left.

In previous years, he didn't often use ice, but he didn't feel hot either.For some reason this year, it was only June, and he felt extremely hot.

Impatiently kicking off the quilt, sure enough, there is a reason for feeling sticky.

Zhao Chanzhen stretched out his hand to touch the heel of his leg, but felt it was cold, just like the touch, which made him restless and sick.

He rushed out of the bed and tore the quilt to the ground, still not relieved, he jumped on the quilt again and stepped on it.

Until Zhenzhen also woke up, turning around on the quilt twice, as if curious about what he was doing.

Fearing that Zhenzhen would be crushed, Zhao Chanzhen stopped.Sitting on the quilt, he lowered his head in frustration.

Holding Zhenzhen in his arms, Zhao Chan lost his mind and murmured: "Why did the emperor ignore me? Did someone sue and let him know what I was thinking?"

He doesn't like lighting candles at night, and the palace people are very obedient.Only half-closed windows let in some moonlight.

The darkness made him feel safe. Others couldn't see him, but his night vision was stronger.

Sitting holding Zhenzhen in the dark for a while, Zhao Chanzhen finally calmed down.

He ran his fingers along Zhenzhen's soft hair. He picked up Zhenzhen when he was ten years old.Zhenzhen was a two-month-old kitten at that time.

There was a war in the palace, and when the palace people fled, some cats raised by concubines were abandoned.When they came back later, the deserted palace had become the world of wild cats.

At first, there were so many cats in the palace, which were fun and beautiful, but later, there were several incidents of stray cats hurting people, and Mrs. Zhao couldn't stand the shrill screams of cats in estrus in spring.

So the palace people began to strangle the wild cats in the palace.

There are cats screaming when they are caught everywhere, and some cruel palace officials even scald the cats with boiling water.

Zhenzhen's mother is a beautiful and agile white cat.It gave birth to four kittens, and when it went out to look for food, someone discovered the place where it hid the kittens.

It could only transfer the kitten, but was discovered halfway, and the kitten and the kitten were to be put into a sack and thrown into the well.

Taking advantage of people not paying attention, Zhao Chanzhen secretly hugged Zhenzhen in the grass back and fed it with his own food. Afraid of being discovered, he carried it to his chest. There was a small growl in his chest.Never hurt him.

Later, someone found out that he had kept cats and reported it to the empress dowager. The empress dowager thought that he was deliberately protecting these wild cats, so she became angry and wanted to punish him.

He still remembers that tall man sitting on the side, his voice was extremely cold, he couldn't see his face clearly, but his voice was engraved in his heart.

He said: "It's just a motherless kitten. The little emperor wants to raise it, but does he think of himself as the cat's mother?" His tone of voice was not contemptuous, but seemed to be looking cute. And a ridiculously good show.

The clothes on Zhao Chanzhen's chest were bulging, and a white cat poked its head out. It gave a childish "meow" and stuck out its tongue to lick Zhao Chanzhen's face.

Maybe he really regarded him as a mother.Zhao Chanzhen knelt on the ground and didn't dare to move until someone pulled him up with one hand, "Your Majesty, if you want to raise it, you can raise it. Take care of your cat and don't let it hurt anyone."

Zhao Chanzhen didn't say a word that day, and when he was kicked out, he heard the empress dowager say behind him: "Like a fool without a mouth."

Zhao Chan really took Zhenzhen very seriously, and he was not allowed to go out on weekdays, and if it was older, it would not be allowed to leave the palace.Everything else is fine.On weekdays, he has some things that are kept in his heart, and he doesn't say them to anyone, but only to Zhenzhen.Every time Zhenzhen is docile and well-behaved, as if she really understands what he says.

"I don't seem to dislike him very much." His throat was a little dry, and when he said these words, Zhao Chan really felt difficult.

He used to be in his mind, imagining that if he became the emperor one day, he would kill all those ministers, King Yong'an, and the Empress Dowager as well.

But he just thought about it. In reality, even though he is an emperor, he wants to please people everywhere, including court ladies, eunuchs, and King Yong'an.

No one knew that the dance at the Meiyuan dinner that day was an opportunity he asked for on his own initiative.

He was locked in the deep palace, and he had no sense of existence than the abandoned concubine in the cold palace.Food, clothing, and supplies are all exchanged by Qiushi's sewing. What's more, there are people staring at him and trying to drug him.

At that time, Zhao Chanzhen had reached the moment of isolation and helplessness, so he had no choice but to cast his eyes forward.

He thought of many people, such as Fu Kaisheng, who was his teacher, and he could justifiably ask Fu Kaisheng to help him.But in the end, he still chose the dangerous man who was uncertain.

Sure enough, his dance touched the shame of the veterans.It also seems to have changed King Yong'an's view of him.

Up to now, it can be said that everything has changed beyond his original expectations.

If he had to find out the root cause, he could only think of Zhong Cheng.

"Why are you being so nice to me..."

If, as Qiushi worried, King Yong'an has a different heart for him.Zhao Chan really pressed his heart that was jumping a little bit, so why did King Yong'an not attack him for a long time?

When Zhao Chanzhen thought of that scene, he blushed a little.Burying her face on Zhenzhen's body, she exhaled slowly, and said to herself, "But if he doesn't have that kind of thought, why would he help me?"

Could it be that, as Deng Qiu said, King Yong'an is secretly recruiting troops in an attempt to seek power and usurp the throne in other ways.

Just thinking of this result, Zhao Chan's heart became a little cold.

He didn't know how long he sat there, until Qiushi came in to add a quilt for him, and he didn't find him.

"Your Majesty, why don't you sleep and sit here?" Qiu Shi was still sleepy, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

She helped Zhao Chanzhen up, and went to fetch a clean quilt.When he wanted to take the dirty quilt away, he was snatched away by the little emperor.

There was still some unconfidence in the tone: "Let others clean up, you don't move."

Qiushi's heart skipped a beat, as if he understood something.

The corner of his mouth burst into a smile: "Your Majesty has really grown up like they said."

"But sometimes, I don't seem to be looking forward to growing up so much." Zhao Chanzhen let Qiushi sit there, and put his face on her lap.

"Why? Your Majesty can become a real emperor when he grows up, and he can have whatever he wants." Qiushi stroked him just like he stroked Zhenzhen.

Without the strict hierarchy of the day, the two of them are like brothers and sisters who are really close, whispering what is in their hearts.

Zhao Chanzhen covered his face childishly, moved his lips again and again, but still didn't say that sentence.

Fortunately, Qiushi was not inquisitive. Seeing that he didn't want to talk about it, he put him to bed, "I'm going to get up in half an hour to go to court, Your Majesty, please sleep a little longer."

"Yeah." Zhao Chanzhen lay on the bed, staring at the curtain.Hearing that Qiu Shi picked up the quilt and walked out slowly.

He also thought that in another half an hour, he would be able to see the face he often saw in his dreams.

A heart is like being toyed with by a villain, being thrown into the ice for a while, and thrown into the fire for a while.

Make him restless and hard on himself.

He didn't sleep well at night, and when he went to court, Zhao Chanzhen wasn't very energetic.

This morning, several officials returned to their hometowns. Zhao Chanzhen took a quick look and saw that there were still notebooks telling about the crimes of these people in the study.

With a twitch of the corner of his mouth, he said some words of reluctance, praising these officials, as if Da Zhao would die if he left them.

When they were moved to tears, it was almost time to say that they could work for another ten years.

Zhao Chanzhen changed the subject and agreed that they would retire and return to their hometowns, and their positions would be temporarily replaced by a few of their subordinates.

This autumn is a good time for the imperial examinations for scholars, and then we can select some good talents.But Zhao Chan really didn't intend to listen to Deng Qiu's suggestion and put these scholars who had just passed the exam into the court.

Instead, some good local officials were transferred to Jinling, and then the scholars recommended by them were transferred to other places. After they made political achievements, they would consider whether to transfer them back.

The move did help him pick out some decent talent.

At the same time, the first batch of grain in Yongzhou this year has already been harvested. Fortunately, Chaozhongliang planted it in time, and Xiang Zhongchen worked hard. Yongzhou's grain harvest this year is bound to be bumper.

This is also a rare piece of good news.Zhao Chanzhen naturally knew that he and Xiang Zhongchen had always had etudes. Besides the food in Yongzhou, Xiang Zhongchen would give him excerpts from time to time, talking about Yongzhou's human geography and bureaucratic situation.

Get down to business.Zhao Chan really thought about looking at the position of King Yong'an.

Like the previous few days, Zhong Teng did not come to court.

Zhao Chanzhen's eyes remained unchanged, and he looked in a good mood, and asked: "Uncle Huang has been ill recently and has been unable to go to court. Has Ai Qing visited?"

The ministers below looked at each other, wondering what he meant, if he said it... then it was King Yong'an, who played with the emperor like a puppet.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Chanzhen had a look of boredom on his face, "Forget it, it's hard for you to ask you. The emperor's uncle is sick, and I should visit him personally."

After the court, Zhao Chanzhen asked Zhao Xi to take the best imperial doctor and some condolence gifts, and went to Yong'an Palace in a mighty way.

After leaving the palace in a chariot with incense sticks, it was time to arrive at Yong'an Prince's Mansion.Very close indeed.

Zhong Cheng was watering the stones when he heard the steward report that the little emperor had arrived.

He threw the watering can on the ground, trotted all the way back to the room, took off his clothes, went to bed, and covered the quilt tightly.

The butler was a little overwhelmed by his series of operations, and the little emperor had already walked in.

There is no way, ever since Zhong Cheng knew that Zhao Chan might really be Futu in the calamity, he made up his mind to do the task well, and he must not provoke such a small scourge.

Even if he has a weak face that can't take care of himself, it's just an appearance.

As soon as Zhao Chanzhen came in, he saw Zhong Cheng lying on the bed, his eyes closed tightly, his originally stern face was flushed with heat, and his thin lips were dry and peeling.

He originally thought that Zhong Teng was just pretending, but when he saw this, he immediately lost his temper, "The emperor's uncle is burned like this, why didn't anyone tell me!"

The butler was terrified and wailed, "My lord's illness came suddenly, and we weren't prepared for it at all!"

Zhao Chan really wanted to scold again, but saw the window behind the housekeeper.

The cicadas kept singing, and the people who called were panicked.

Zhong Teng didn't hear Zhao Chanzhen continue to speak, and was about to open his eyes to see the situation, when someone lifted his eyelids.

It's Zhao Chanzhen.

He didn't know when he walked to the bed, sat down, stretched one hand under the quilt, and held Zhong Cheng's hot and sweaty hand.

The other hand opened his eyelids and looked at him with concern.

Zhong Cheng could only vaguely see his pink lips opening and closing: "The emperor won't be burned out, right? Why are you still covered with such a thick quilt on such a hot day?"

"..."

I can't put it on anymore.Zhong Cheng woke up leisurely, opened his eyes, and was facing Zhao Chanzhen's surprised expression: "Uncle Huang! You're awake!"

"Your Majesty, why are you here?" Zhong Cheng asked weakly.

"You all go out, I will call the imperial physician in a while, and the imperial physician will come in again." Zhao Chanzhen waved away the crowd, very majestic.When he turned around again, his appearance had already changed.

With tears in his eyes, he had an expression of overthinking: "Uncle Huang, Chan is really scary, why didn't Uncle Huang let Chan know that you are so seriously ill?"

He cried pitifully, as if Zhong Teng was really going to die.

Zhong Teng glanced out from the open window, and probably understood what was going on. The watering pot was still there, and the water on the stone was still not dry.

He stopped pretending, lifted the quilt, and sat up.

"Your Majesty don't need to cry, the king is not sick."

Zhao Chanzhen blinked, with a puzzled expression on his face, he stretched out his hand in surprise, and put it on Zhong Cheng's hot face, "Then this...