Linque

Just as Yan Mao expected, because of Yun Fei's intentional blending, this case, under the far-fetched embellishment of the aristocratic party, directly became a breakthrough point for criticizing Yan Mao's lack of virtue.In the early morning of the next day, the royal case in the study room of Jingcheng Palace was full of memorial papers handed over by various aristocratic families.

Ling Ye picked up the top few books and opened them, glanced at a few lines, and then threw them aside.He was obviously in a bad mood, his brows were slightly frowned, and when he threw the booklets, he moved a bit more vigorously, one of them slipped directly from the edge of the imperial case, and fell to the ground with a "snap" sound.

Chu Heng turned around to look at him upon hearing the sound.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the sun rises late, and there is only a thin layer of sunlight in the morning. A few soft rays of light come in through the glazed windows in front of the hall, and they are impartial. On Chu Heng.

Chu Heng wore a narrow gold woven warm robe today, which was chosen by Ling Ye early in the morning.The Bureau of Shangfu rushed to make four outer garments and six pajamas according to the size obtained by His Majesty's "tailor-made clothes", and sent them to Mingcheng Hall together this morning.

The pajamas and inner shirt are made of the same material as the emperor's royal clothes, but the outer clothes can't be so reckless, but since he is the person on the cusp of His Majesty's heart, the Bureau of Shangfu dare not neglect in the slightest, choose carefully, In the end, I chose blush and pearl-white gold-woven satin, and snow-green and water-colored floating brocade, and made four clothes in total. The materials and patterns of the clothes were not out of control, but the style was very delicate.

Chu Heng's skin is fair, and he doesn't pick colors in any clothes, but this envy of others' strengths has become a source of entanglement with His Majesty——

Ling Ye got up early in the morning and picked through the four clothes presented by the Shangfu Bureau for a while. His Majesty, who has always been decisive in military, political and state affairs, was still unable to make up his mind on such trivial matters as choosing clothes, and abruptly This "beautiful errand" turned into a strange annoyance, which made the people around him laugh.

In the end, it happened that the female officer in the clothes came in holding today's emperor's uniform. Ling Ye glanced at the ink-colored dragon robe on the tray, and was immediately blessed.

Chu Heng woke up late in the morning, so he couldn't see Ling Ye's tangled appearance when choosing clothes.At this moment, he was wearing a bead-white gold-woven robe, and the light leaking through the window slanted across his body, depicting a tall and elegant figure.Because it was the uniform of the Emperor's Guards, the waist was cut narrow, and a jade-colored belt was tied in between, which vividly outlined Chu Heng's strong, thin and flexible waistline.

Holding the pen, he looked at Ling Ye probingly, his upper body twisted slightly, and the lines of his waist curved gracefully with the movement of turning around.The embroiderer of the Shangfu Bureau is very skilled. A branch of bright red plum blossoms grows from the waistband of the scorpion belt, and blooms wantonly along the waistline on the pearly white satin surface, dazzling red.

The moment he came into view, Ling Ye suddenly felt that this branch of red plum bloomed so beautifully, it should not only grow on the clothes, but should be carefully painted on the white waist under the clothes.

The red plums reflect the snow, which is extremely commensurate.

——The sky is so soft, it is suitable for painting in the afternoon, and I will pick up two thin cinnabar brushes later, Ling Ye thought so.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Chu Heng's questioning voice came from next to his ear, Ling Ye gathered his thoughts back, glanced down at the folder that fell on the ground, frowned, and was about to speak, when Eunuch Gao walked in quickly outside the door, bowed and said: : "Your Majesty! The Queen Mother is here."

Almost as soon as the words were spoken in this room, the Empress Dowager Zhong walked in gracefully, holding the hand of the eldest maid beside her.

Bandit Gao felt a sudden shock in his heart, and hurriedly stepped aside, knelt down to pay his respects.

As the emperor's personal guard, Chu Heng had to lean over even Yili. He had no expression on his face. He turned around and just put down his pen when he heard Ling Ye ask, "Have you finished writing?"

——Just now Chu Heng was standing by the desk in front of the window, writing for Qing Yan the copybook for copying after the spring of next year.When Chu Heng came back from Dali Temple yesterday, Ling Ye was doing this work, but His Majesty the Emperor has a lot to do, so he could only find time to write, so this important task was naturally handed over to His Highness the Queen.

Her Majesty's handwriting skills are no worse than Her Majesty's, the movement is like flying, and the paper falls like a cloud, which is more than enough to teach Dabai Tuanzi the enlightenment of calligraphy.After the Qianqiu court banquet, Qing Yan went out of the palace with Gu Yanshi, and now he is getting carried away in the Duke's mansion, not knowing that he is going to study and learn calligraphy.

The copybook in Chu Heng's hand was only half written. Hearing Ling Ye's question, he shook his head and said truthfully, "No."

"Then what pen do you put? Continue."

Chu Heng glanced at the queen mother, said "yes" aloud, turned around and continued to write.

The emperor interrupted the movement of the imperial servant Mo's salute, the queen mother didn't seem to care, with a calm smile on her face, she raised her eyelids and glanced at Chu Heng, and walked to the imperial court with Fu Dong's hand on her own. He sat on an armchair at the bottom of the table.

Obviously there was something to say, Gao Bandit got up from the ground and hurriedly served tea.

"It's so cold, why is the queen mother coming here today?" Ling Ye sat on the dragon chair, leaning heavily on the back of the back, because it was in the Hall of Respect and Sincerity, and he didn't even bother to do a perfunctory greeting.

The queen mother didn't care about it, she glanced around and saw the memorial that fell on the ground, her smile deepened, she flicked the prayer beads twice, and said kindly: "Recently, the Ai family heard something and wanted to ask the emperor To prove it, it happens that the imperial servant Mo is also there, so that would be even better."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Heng's writing movements paused slightly, Ling Ye's expression remained unchanged, but a cold look appeared in his eyes, "Please tell me, Queen Mother."

"A few days ago, Jiayong Hou's son was beaten outside on Xuanping Street. Does the emperor know about this?"

Ling Ye gave a faint "hmm".

The queen mother smiled slightly and said: "I heard that Dali Temple has solved the case, and it is related to the family of Gongqing. How does your majesty plan to deal with it?"

Ling Ye fiddled with the lid of the teacup, and said: "My mother doesn't know something. This case is simple and not a big deal. It can be mediated by the supervisor of Dali Temple, and I don't need to deal with it."

The emperor didn't want to mention it, but the queen mother didn't seem to understand the perfunctory meaning in his words, she glanced at Chu Heng, and continued: "The Ai family heard that the emperor's imperial servant Mo also participated in it—"

"The Ai family thought, last time he uttered a word in the Hall of Martial Heroes and offended the emperor. It was a crime of disrespect, but His Majesty is merciful, and only recorded twenty sticks. To show mercy, this is the way of a benevolent king, but there is a There can't be two. The imperial servant Mo's previous crimes have not yet been punished, and this time he beat the son of Gongqing outside. The repeated violations are really a debt of gratitude to His Majesty. According to the law, repeat offenders will be punished. Yes, the emperor will not favoritism, right?"

Ling Ye didn't answer, but asked instead: "Why did the Queen Mother think of taking care of these front court matters today?"

"The front court?" The queen mother pulled her lips, "If it was just about the front court, the Ai family would not have come today—"

The Empress Dowager turned her gaze to Chu Heng, sized him up carefully, and said leisurely: "The Ai family heard that this servant Mo of Chu has accepted the favor the day before yesterday, and those who have served him before bed, whether they remember it or not, should be honored." The inner court is under the jurisdiction. The Ai family’s intervening is for the sake of the royal family’s face and decency, and people outside can’t say that your majesty is showing favoritism, so as to avoid Chu Shimo being charged with flattering Xingjin.”

The Empress Dowager occupies the status of the head of the inner court, if she wants to deal with the affairs of the inner court with great fanfare, even the emperor can't interfere much.

Ling Ye's complexion darkened, anger arose in his heart, and he said extremely forcefully: "The queen mother heard it wrong. The Shangyi Bureau didn't record it, so naturally it didn't. But I want to know who spread this rumor to the queen mother's ears. The queen mother Of course I don’t know how to inquire, that’s just the nonsense of the servants—”

Ling Ye's eyes were condensed, he looked at Fu Dong who was standing beside the queen mother, and said indifferently: "Drag out, fifty sticks."

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Translate Your Majesty's words: Don't you want to hit someone?Are you cool now?