minister wants to kill the king

After the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month, the whole palace began to get busy, preparing for the New Year.Feng Su walked all the way in a small sedan chair, and the palace people came and went, in a hurry but in an orderly manner.

The Yicui palace was even more lively. The aunt in charge was busy instructing the palace people to clean it, "Someone on the beams of the house came to wipe it well, how can I just wipe it once? How can you use garan for incense? Your empress doesn't like this smell. , who added the incense?"

When Feng Su entered the palace, the palace staff saluted in unison, and the aunt in charge said: "Your Majesty is in the backyard."

Feng Su frowned slightly.

The backyard of Yicui Palace was originally a small garden, but since Concubine Xiang moved in, half of it was turned into a vegetable garden.

Feng Su walked to the backyard, and as expected, the concubine Xiang was planting vegetables with her hoe.

"Ah, Xiaobao is here." Concubine Xiang handed the hoe in her hand to the maid behind her, and went up to make a gesture to hug Feng Su, Feng Su's face changed, and the maid whispered: "Your Majesty, wipe your hands."

Only then did Concubine Xiang come to her senses, took the silk handkerchief handed over by the maid to wipe off the dirt on her hands, bent her eyes and smiled and said, "Look at me, I was so anxious that I almost stained Xiaobao's clothes."

Concubine Xiang raised her face, her face was pure and without makeup, but it was as beautiful as heaven and earth, she was a natural beauty, especially when she bent her eyes and smiled, her eyes seemed to be able to speak, as lively and pure as a girl in her [-]th year girl.It is said that the emperor liked Concubine Xiang's eyes the most, saying that her eyes were the most innocent, and he couldn't help but want to give all the best things in the world with both hands.

Feng Su Xiao's mother, her beauty and appearance followed that of Concubine Xiang. When he lowered his eyes and smiled, he looked completely innocent and harmless.

"Why are you wearing such thin clothes?" Feng Su touched Concubine Xiang's hand, her hands were cold, she frowned and told the maid, "Go and get the cloak."

"Don't blame them, I'm digging the soil, I can't move around if I wear thick clothes." Concubine Xiang pulled Feng Su, "Sit inside the room, it's windy outside."

Feng Su frowned slightly, "How many times have I told you that you are not in good health, so you should do less in winter and let the servants do it. You can plant whatever you want in spring and summer."

"It's too fierce." Concubine Xiang curled her lips, "Okay, why don't I wear thicker clothes in the future?"

Feng Su stopped talking, Concubine Xiang saw that his face was not good, and knew that his son was unhappy again, so she said embarrassingly: "I take these vegetables as my children, hey, you don't often come to accompany me, mother idle panic"

Co-authoring him and those dishes have become a level.

"It's very rare to see your son, and you have to ask the emperor to intercede on your behalf to urge your own son to come. It's very rare—" Xiangyu sighed and said meaningfully.

Feng Su: ""

So Feng Su had no choice but to bow his head and said: "My son is wrong."

Concubine Xiang snorted twice, Feng Su forced to change the subject in embarrassment, "What is growing in the garden?" In fact, he didn't understand what Concubine Xiang was planting all year round, even in winter, how could there be so many? Can something be planted?

"I planted some radish. It's cold in winter, and the vegetables can't grow, so I can only grow some of this." Concubine Xiang immediately got excited, and said with great interest: "I will stay for dinner later? Shall I make you some soup?"

"Stew some chicken soup with radish? Or ribs? What would you like to drink?"

As if bringing back bad memories, Feng Su immediately shook his head, "My son just had dinner."

Concubine Xiang sighed in frustration.

Feng Su heaved a sigh of relief.

"By the way, I sewed something for you!" Concubine Xiang suddenly excitedly said.

Feng Su's heart instantly rose to his throat.

According to his past experience, it's usually not a good thing for Concubine Xiang to be so excited.

Concubine Xiang ran to the inner room like a little girl, and found a gold-painted hollow box from the dressing table, Feng Su looked over it curiously.

The box was opened, and inside were two twisted nets, woven into knots with blue threads, and mixed with gold and silver threads to wrap the sides, and a white and moist jade pendant fell underneath, with soft tassels. It hangs down, but the length and length are unsightly.

The two jade pendants, one big and one small, were recognized by Feng Su. This jade was exactly the piece of suet white jade that was offered as an offering the year before last. At that time, the officials who made offerings touted it as unique in heaven and earth, so the emperor gave it to the concubine Xiang, saying that he could make a bracelet for her.

Unexpectedly, Concubine Xiang made it into two jade pendants?

Concubine Xiang took out the smaller one, bent down, tied it around Feng Su's waist, and said with a smile: "I made one for you father and son, one big and one small just right, it's really hard to fight, mother's hand hurts." .”

Feng Su hurriedly said: "Where is the injury?"

Concubine Xiang stretched out her hand aggrievedly, Feng Su hurriedly looked at it, but unexpectedly the other party's wrist moved, and pinched Feng Su's face quickly——

"Just kidding, it's really hard to touch Xiaobao's face now, it's so easy to pinch." Concubine Xiang winked at him triumphantly.

Feng Su: ""

After the daily greetings, Feng Su was completely speechless. He already felt that he and Concubine Xiang had nothing to say, and he couldn't keep up with the other party's unconstrained thinking.Speaking of which, from childhood to adulthood, Concubine Xiang was concerned about what to eat?playing what?How are the vegetables grown?

Nagging, like an ordinary woman, just asking him about his diet and daily life, he has no other ideas, and he will not give advice to his son like other concubines, just huddled in this corner of the palace Here, he doesn't care about other things, he doesn't even know that he is being bullied, and he greets you with a silly smile

Sure enough, Concubine Xiang asked, "What have you been playing recently?"

"I'm not playing, I've been studying." Feng Su said helplessly, and suddenly felt that there was something to talk about, so he added another sentence, "It will be a holiday from tomorrow, and I will continue to study after the next year."

"Then you can play for more than ten days." Concubine Xiang smiled, "Your husband is too strict, children should run and jump more, and study hard all day. What's the matter? Let you eat more walnuts, come on Have you eaten the walnuts I sent you last time?"

"Too astringent." Feng Suxin said that Shao Fu's lectures were too boring, and we actually didn't listen to the class at all, and said: "You still have to read the book carefully."

"I can also recite your book, the world is mysterious, the universe is prehistoric, isn't it?"

"The sun and the moon are in full bloom, and Chen Su is listed. This is the "Thousand Character Essay"."

"Cold comes and goes, autumn harvests and winter hides"

"Cold comes and summer goes, autumn harvests and winter storage" the young Xue Lang read in a low voice while turning the pages of the book. He hadn't read the book for a long time and didn't know many words. Now he had to read while flipping through the notes.

Chang Baorang sent enlightenment books such as "Thousand Characters", "University" and "The Analects of Confucius". After reading the books, the young Xue Lang started writing according to the post.

He has great strength, but he can't control his strength well. When he writes, the words he writes are crooked, heavy and light.

Until the sky was getting dark, he took the oil lamp in his hand and was still stumbling and reading and practicing calligraphy.

Xue Lang floated over to take a look, and mocked: "No matter how hard you learn, people won't even look at you, idiot."

"Impossible."

"Did someone take a look at you? Is it useful for you to hang a beam on your head and stab your butt? Xue Lang, is there something wrong with your brain? Are you so cheap?"

He babbled around the young Xue Lang, regardless of whether the other party could hear him or not, as if the person being scolded was not himself.

Xue Lang simply sat across from the young Xue Lang, watching the other party's copybook, the flame of the oil lamp crackled immediately.

He propped his chin up and looked at his young self, "You are so loyal that you don't want to embarrass him, do you want to give him face?"

"'Mr. Xue has a bright future. How dare Feng Su block your future? You should send him out of the hall quickly. I hope that Mr. Xue will flourish in the future so that he can support Feng Yi and Er.'"

Xue Lang pinched his throat nervously, and said in a strange manner.

These were the original words Feng Su said when he was first appreciated by the emperor and bestowed an official position.

At that time, he was stunned, and he didn't understand why Feng Su, who was so radiant, gentle and kind, would say such harsh words.

He clung to the ear of the young Xue Lang, and smiled viciously: "Your Highness, I never believed you."

At night, the eunuch in the Anle Hall knocked on the door and brought a bamboo basket, saying that it was the radish planted by the concubine Xiang. Hearing that Mr. Xue's family also lived here, he sent a basket.

The young Xue Lang felt warm in his heart, and asked, "Then Your Highness?"

The little eunuch smiled and said, "Your Highness also has them, don't worry."

In An Le Hall, Feng Su looked at the two big baskets of radish at the door, helpless.

There is a small dining room in the Anle Hall, and the maid in charge of the meals rubbed her hands, "It's mainly the vegetables grown by the empress, and the slaves are not blessed to eat, right? It's not good to just brush the empress's wishes, so I have to do it twice." Your Highness, what would you like to eat?"

Everyone in His Highness An Le knew that His Highness the Third Highness was fond of meat, and the dish he disliked the most was this big and tasteless radish.

Feng Su supported his forehead, "You can do whatever you want."

The palace lady agreed, and suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, the empress just ordered you to remember to eat more walnuts, and just sent someone to send two baskets of honey walnuts."

Feng Su: ""

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Feng Su immediately said: "Send it to Xue Lang, just say it and give it to him as a snack."

The Chongwen Hall was on holiday, and Feng Su didn't talk to the young Xue Lang again. The young Xue Lang went to the Anle Hall several times but was sent out, so he had to study in the courtyard every day.

He didn't know all the words, and it was very difficult to read the book. He stumbled and read for a few days and still didn't make much progress. Xue Lang didn't go out again, and he was floating in the courtyard all day watching the young Xue Lang study.

Feng Su sent people to deliver walnuts twice, the young Xue Lang was reluctant to eat them, so he put them on the table, took out a few every day, and ate them carefully.

Before I knew it, it was New Year's Eve.

It's the Chinese New Year, even if the young Xue Lang lives in the palace all the time, he still has to go home to celebrate the New Year's Eve.

Xue Lang's carriage carried the young Xue Lang away gradually, and Xue Lang suddenly had a flash of light in his mind.

He followed to the edge of the wall, slowly stretched out his hand, and poked out the palace gate——

The hand passed through, the invisible wall, disappeared