After the emperor got married, he collapsed and set up

In fact, the little emperor had no intention of granting a false marriage at the beginning—the little emperor Xiao Yun, who was ten years old, had indeed achieved extraordinary accomplishments in civil and martial arts, but this little emperor seemed to have not inherited the legacy of the late emperor at all. Thoughtful, but with a little naivety.

This time Yang Yanqing used the excuse of getting married to ask for a half-month vacation, which caused the little emperor to be in trouble for several days.

Yang Yanqing frowned as he looked at the note in his hand that said the emperor intended to leave the palace in disguise.

He temporarily left the court because he wanted to take this opportunity to allow Xiao Yun to take charge of the government initially, not to let the little emperor completely liberate the scumbag to play, and he didn't want Xiao Yun to contact those people with impure purposes for other reasons.

After writing a few sentences with a pen, Yang Yanqing rolled up the note and stuffed it into a small bamboo tube and tied it back to the pigeon's feet. He walked to the window and raised his hand to release the pigeon flying to Zhenfusi.

Since the weather turned cold in autumn, Yang Yanqing didn't like to go out even more. With his hands in his hands, he went to the bamboo rocking chair and lay down. He let out a long sigh of relief.

Compared with the hard work in the Zhenfu Division and the intrigue in the palace, the peaceful life in the Jingbei Palace made Yang Yanqing almost addicted.

He is not a person who likes to play politics, but in his previous life, he had the ambition to serve the country and had nowhere to go. He could only watch helplessly. , even he himself died on the battlefield as a righteous man in the end.

Afterwards, when he opened his eyes, he appeared in this place covered in blood, and was picked up by the late emperor who was still a prince at that time and walked the rivers and lakes under the pseudonym.

The emperors of the Daqing Dynasty each had their own characteristics. After five generations, it was not that there were no incompetent people, but the Xiao family seemed to carry the auspicious omen of a man from heaven in their bones, and each generation of emperors could get a loyal The powerful ministers are either brave and good at fighting to guard the frontier, or they are long-sleeved and good at dancing to eliminate the government.

When Yang Yanqing and the late emperor drank together in the small farmyard back then, the late emperor once said that Yang Yanqing was a virtuous minister bestowed upon him by the heavenly sign, but he did not expect that the late emperor ascended the throne as he wished and became the emperor. , The puppet emperor whose cabinet controls the government.

There are quite a few princes and princesses, and they have few political achievements. The only time they confronted the cabinet was when Yang Yanqing, who was promoted to the third rank, was willfully promoted, and he was transferred back to the court from Bianzhou.

Yang Yanqing also did not disappoint the late emperor's expectations.

Pingjiangnan floods, investigation of Northwest military pay corruption case, two major cases were handled beautifully, which made many courtiers not only see the ability of this three-yuan talent who has been silent for more than a year, but also see that he is an official in the court and loyal to the cabinet. a way.

Therefore, the first emperor got rid of the predicament and opened a difficult road to power.

Relying on the late emperor's trust in him, Yang Yanqing held great power in the court, and was later named the crown prince and Taifu, who deserved to be honored as "Mr."

It's just that the way of the first emperor did not come out. He fell seriously ill in the second year when he tried to take power in person, and then became weaker and gradually lingered on the bed.

When he was dying, the late emperor firmly held Yang Yanqing's hand, and in a hoarse voice almost weeping blood, he talked about the prosperity of Daqing that the two of them had enjoyed in the small farmyard. Those bloodshot, dead eyes staring at him seemed to have future Do a thousand words.

however……

"Flowers bloom brocade, fire cooks oil."

Yang Yanqing closed his eyes and felt the autumn sun, the corners of his mouth were slightly sarcastic.

Xiao Yunzun was only three years old when he became a husband, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the little emperor was raised by Yang Yanqing.After experiencing the bloody storm before the death of the first emperor and his ascension to the throne, if the little emperor could still maintain his innocent and childlike character, the teacher Yang Yanqing would still be ashamed and commit suicide on the spot.

He is obviously a wolf cub, but he disguises himself as a little sheep, and bleats in front of him every day to show his weakness and cuteness...

It's not hard to imagine that all the little emperor's good behavior today will be turned into knives pierced into Yang Yanqing's body when he takes power in the future.

"Young Master."

Yang Yanqing turned his head slightly to look at the maid standing beside the door.

The maid was holding a tray in her hand, and inside the tray were four or five very familiar small bamboo tubes.

"The lord ordered the servants to bring the young master's things over, saying..."

Yang Yanqing: "Say what?"

"It is said that flopping pigeons are not allowed in the palace. If you don't know the rules in the palace, please learn it."

***

Wen Yilang closed the half-calculated account book, raised his hand and pressed his right eyelid which was beating crazily, and packed the things on the table as quickly as possible to go out to avoid disaster.

The last time he had such an ominous premonition was when he was in Qingzhou, when Jiang Qing was drunk and went to the wrong tent to go to the prince's room to play drunk. The prince was so angry that he chopped down half of Jiang Qing's army camp with a knife. The tired Wen Yilang took off a layer of skin.

"Where is Steward Wen planning to go? It's just a coincidence that Mr. Yang came here."

Wen Yilang, who hadn't walked out of the room yet, looked at the scholar in Tsing Yi who was strolling over with kicking hands. After seeing the expression on the scholar's face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly bowed and saluted: "I've met Shaojun. Shaojun What are you talking about, if you have orders from the young master, then... the slaves should do their best."

When Yang Yanqing passed by Wen Yilang, Wen Yilang smelled a faint and elegant fragrance.

This one also has the same habit of burning incense as those Confucian scholars?

"Slave came out of Steward Wen's mouth, and it sounded inexplicably hot. Presumably, Steward Wen didn't call himself a slave in front of the lord on weekdays, and naturally he didn't have to call himself a slave in front of Yang, an outsider." Yang Yanqing walked in and sat down holding the stove in his hand. , leaning back and looking at Wen Yilang.

"Yi Lang, thank you Shaojun for your compassion." After being caught off guard at the beginning, Wen Yilang restrained his emotions and raised 12 points of vigilance to deal with this emperor who has always been wise and close to a demon, "I don't know Shaojun. What's your order here?"

"Order?" Yang Yanqing raised his eyebrows and said quietly, "Butler Wen still doesn't know? The lord asked Yang to learn the... rules of this palace from Steward Wen."

Wen Yilang: "..."

What rules does the palace have?How could he, who has been a housekeeper for so many years, not know?

My lord, if you want to make trouble, please inform your subordinates in advance! !

"Please trouble me, Young Master, to make this trip in person. Yi Lang will definitely ask the prince for instructions as soon as possible and then send the written regulations to your room." Wen Yi Lang didn't even raise his head, and his voice didn't even tremble and hesitate when he was talking nonsense.

Yang Yanqing rubbed the small and exquisite hand stove in his hand with his fingertips: "Butler Wen is a wonderful man with a meticulous mind. He is in his prime of life. If he takes part in the imperial examination, he will definitely become another minister of the Qing Dynasty."

Hearing this, Wen Yilang raised his hand again to salute, and spoke modestly: "Xie Shaojun showed love, Yilang's talent is insufficient, and he is ashamed."

"Steward Wen always keeps his head down. Is it true that he has a somewhat unusual relationship with the prince as rumored?" Yang Yanqing looked at Wen Yilang who suddenly raised his head with a shocked face, "Speaking of which, General Jiang Qing is here with me. On the night of your wedding with the prince, it seems that you fought with the prince? There are many rules in this palace, and there are indeed many relationships, huh?"

"Where is this what Shaojun said, there is absolutely nothing to do with it." Wen Yilang said quickly, but his heart trembled.

The martial arts contest between Vice General Jiang and the prince had been wiped out and forbidden to be mentioned in the palace that night, but Yang Yanqing, who had just entered the palace, was able to pry open the mouths of the servants of the palace in just a few days, with extraordinary means.

In other words, there is the eye of Zhen Fusi in the palace...

Yang Yanqing: "It's just a joke, and Steward Wen doesn't have to take it to heart."

After all, Yang Yanqing seemed to have achieved his goal, Shi Shiran stood up and walked out, the wide sleeves of his robe once again covered his slender fingers and the hand stove in his hand.

Before Wen Yilang could heave a sigh of relief, Yang Yanqing, who had already walked down the corridor, suddenly turned around and said in a gentle voice, "Butler Wen's eyebrows remind Yang of an old friend."

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Why didn't the scholar come to see me?

Yang Yanqing who came back from stealing home: Tsk