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Life in Fengzhou is so easy, you don't have to fight wits with courtiers to argue right and wrong, and you don't have to abide by all kinds of palace rules. Apart from dealing with some memorials every day, you just go to the outer suburbs to see the scenery, stroll in the market, and go upstairs to enjoy the moon.

Jiang Zhao had a deep understanding of what it means to not miss Shu. Originally, he planned to stay in Fengzhou for only one month, but after reading the letter sent by Prime Minister Qin from Kyoto, Jiang Zhao found that the imperial court system was strict, and even without the emperor guarding it, it ran in an orderly manner. There are some things that need to be decided by her. Fengzhou is not far from the capital, and it will not waste time to go back and forth quickly.

She simply extended the plan and stayed in the palace until the end of October.

If Lu Cangyu hadn't sent a secret letter from the border, requiring her to return to Beijing to sit in town, Jiang Zhao really wanted to wait until the New Year's Eve before going back.

It was still autumn when we left, and it was already winter when we returned. When the royal driver returned to Beijing, the officials greeted him, which made Jiang Zhao ponder some ridiculous meanings.

In the past, she worked conscientiously as the emperor, respected the virtuous and corporal, and blindly tolerated it, which made many people make progress.

Now she imitated the late emperor, indulged in pleasure, and didn't care much about government affairs, but people felt that she was eccentric and elusive, and even her attitude of greeting her had changed a lot, as if she was afraid of offending her.

Only Yushitai, as always, wanted to find fault, and advised His Majesty to be diligent in political affairs and put the people of the world first.

"What Aiqing said is very true, I will remember it."

Jiang Zhao looked at the censor doctor Wang Yin who was kneeling in front of him, reached out and touched his sleeve, and asked suddenly: "during the time when I was not in the capital, did any injustice happen? Is there any evidence of impeachment on the censor platform?" ?”

When she used to stay in the palace well, Yushitai would give her a few papers from time to time. It was as big as which courtier violated the law by abolishing the public for private reasons, and as small as whoever went in and out of the brothel for personal morals. , the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty did not dare to attend without the Yushitai.

Even Zhao Hengze had eaten several impeachment memorials.

When they went back to Fengzhou, Jiang Zhao thought they were annoying, so he didn't allow them to pass the papers to the palace, saying that everything would be discussed when they came back.

Now that she's back, she hasn't forgotten the promise she made to Yushitai.

Wang Yin looked up at her, and responded respectfully: "Your Majesty, during the two months you have been in Fengzhou, Yushitai has indeed accumulated some papers, and I want to submit them to Your Majesty for review."

"How much does some mean?" Seeing that the calmer he was, the more Jiang Zhao felt his heart pounding.

Wang Yin, the doctor of imperial history, was born in a local clan. He was upright by nature and would rather bend than bend. He was favored by Emperor Taizong at the beginning.

The first emperor did not dare to disobey Emperor Taizong's holy will, and held his nose to endure Wang Yin's life. Although the people he impeached might not be dealt with, the papers were still accepted, and he could not find a reason to dismiss him from office.

In Xie Yuzhe's case back then, Wang Yin and Yushi Zhongcheng Gao Jing played together, but the late emperor only demoted Gao Jing's post.

Later, the late emperor passed away early, and Wang Yin continued to be Jiang Zhao's speech officer.

Jiang Zhao didn't do too many absurd things like the first emperor, and Wang Yin treated her with some face, unlike the first emperor's courtship, but his more serious attitude really gave Jiang Zhao a headache.

She didn't dare to offend Wang Yin for no reason, but this time she went back to the palace to calm down, so she didn't allow Yushitai to hand over the booklet. It was comfortable at the time, but after seeing Wang Yin when she came back, she felt the horror after a while.

Seeing her nervous expression, Wang Yin smiled slightly and said, "Two days ago, when I heard that Yu Jia had returned to the capital, he was sent to Jiuhua Gate. I guess he is already in the Imperial Study Room now. Your Majesty can just go back and review it."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and then said meaningfully: "Your Majesty has been resting for two months, and you should spend more time on business when you come back, don't you think?"

Jiang Zhao wanted to quibble that he wasn't always resting when he was in the palace, but when he saw Lord Wang's eyes were bright, he still smiled shyly and closed his mouth tightly, lest Wang Yin get anxious and even the emperor would dare to read a book.

After she returned to the palace, she did not go to the imperial study, but ordered Yuanxiang to fetch the booklet to the bedroom.

Yuan Xiang was able to do things well, and went back and forth quickly. Jiang Zhao looked at the memorials that the three eunuchs were holding full of arms, and almost lost the teacup in his hand, and hurriedly put it on the table.

"These are all excerpts from Yushitai?" Jiang Zhao asked with wide-eyed eyes.

Yuan Xiang hesitated a little, shrank his neck and said truthfully: "Return to Your Majesty, these are only Wang Yushi's notebooks, and other adults on Yushitai, they are all in the Yushu room, and I haven't brought them over yet."

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Zhao's voice changed a little, pointing to those memorials and asking: "Are they planning to fill up my imperial study room?"

Yuan Xiang hurriedly comforted her: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Wang Yushi played the most, and other adults played less."

This consolation didn't hit the point at all, Jiang Zhao's expression changed, and he waved his hand impatiently, Yuan Xiang understood, and quickly ordered people to put down all the memorials, piled up on the desks in the dormitory.

"This Wang Yin, I have been lazy for two months, but he is not idle at all."

Jiang Zhao muttered, resigned himself to his fate and sat behind the desk, staring at the pile of memorials piled up on the desk, feeling worried.

Xie Jin came in with Jiang Han in his arms, and saw Jiang Zhao and Yuan Xiang behind the desk, one sitting and the other standing, with the same sadness on their faces.

She wanted to laugh a little, and she knew what was going on when she saw the memorials all over the table, so she deliberately weighed Jiang Han in her arms, and coaxed her: "Look at your imperial sister's brows are about to frown, Ah Yuan go Ask her why she is worried?"

Jiang Han was already a little afraid of Jiang Zhao, but seeing her displeasure written all over her face, she dared not approach her, let alone talk to her, and quickly buried her face in Xie Jin's neck to express her refusal.

Xie Jin smiled even more, put her down from his arms, and walked to the desk holding hands.

Jiang Zhao reached out and touched the corner of the little girl's head, restrained her displeasure a little, and asked her, "It's getting dark, why haven't you returned to Qingyuan Palace?"

The little girl shook her head, took Xie Jin's hand and shook it as if showing off, "I'm going to sleep with Master today."

"No." Jiang Zhao narrowed his eyes, and resolutely rejected her, "I will send you back to Qingyuan Palace, and let the mother coax you to sleep."

Jiang Han's eyes widened, and the boss pressed the corners of his mouth and said unhappily: "Master agreed."

Jiang Zhao said calmly: "It doesn't matter if your master agrees, she wants to sleep with me at night, can you beat me?"

"you shut up!"

Xie Jin stretched out his hands to cover Jiang Han's ears, glanced at Yuan Xiang who was standing next to him with his head buried in the ground, blushed and stared at Jiang Zhao fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "In front of the child, can you not Outspoken?"

"Why did you agree to sleep with her?" Jiang Zhao protested confidently, "Have you ever thought about what I should do?"

"I don't care if I don't ask for two months, what's wrong with me spending more time with her?"

"From tomorrow onwards, you will go to Wenxuan Hall to give her lessons, so naturally we will see each other every day."

"I also see you every day."

Xie Jin was always a little speechless every time he talked about this kind of issue.

Jiang Zhao always told her that Jiang Han should not be spoiled, but in Xie Jin's view, she was the one who was spoiled the most.

Xie Jin feels ashamed for her because she has a lot of paperwork to approve, and she still has the heart to compete with a child.

When she went to the palace, she was coaxed by Jiang Zhao to calm down, and when she came back to see the poor little Jiang Han, she felt a little ashamed again, watching her tearfully holding her thigh and calling Master, where is Xie Jin? Can stand it.

She made up her mind to make up for Jiang Han, so she didn't care about Jiang Zhao's temper.

"I accompanied the princess to Qingyuan Palace to sleep, and tomorrow morning I will go directly to the Wenxuan Palace for class. Your Majesty should also pay attention to rest after reviewing the memorials, and don't be too tired." Xie Jin made a lightly decision, and was about to leave with Jiang Han people.

Jiang Zhao got up and chased her for two steps, grabbed her waist and said, "No, you can only sleep on my bed."

She looked down at Jiang Han, sighed reluctantly, turned her head to Yuan Xiang and said, "Lead the princess to my aunt, ask her to help her wash up, and then send someone to Qingyuan Hall to tell the nanny that the princess is today. Stay in Xihe Palace."

"The slave obeys the order."

Yuan Xiang responded, walked over and carefully extended a hand to Jiang Han. Jiang Han looked up at Xie Jin, saw her nod, then stretched out his hand to grab Yuan Xiang's sleeve, and followed him out of the bedroom.

As soon as they left, only Jiang Zhao and Xie Jin were left in the hall. Xie Jin had a bad intuition, and as soon as he took half a step back, Jiang Zhao pulled him over and kissed him. She struggled a little, and Jiang Zhao began to bite. , Xie Jin can only obediently let her kiss.

After kissing for a long time, it was not until Xie Jin was clearly out of breath that Jiang Zhao let her go mercifully, tilted his head and burned his hot lips on her fair neck, his lips were pressed tightly together, and he couldn't make any tears. India is coming.

Since the skin-to-skin date in Fengzhou Palace, she has obviously become much more presumptuous, but Xie Jin has clearly stipulated that no traces should be left in conspicuous places. Jiang Zhao knows that she is thin-skinned, and dare not touch her bottom line without authorization. has always been strictly followed.

The two maintained their embracing posture, and after a while, Xie Jin said, "Calm down?"

Jiang Zhao snorted lightly, and said disapprovingly, "I'm not going to get angry with a child."

Xie Jin didn't bother to expose her fake appearance, so he raised his hand against her shoulder and pulled a little distance away, "Does your majesty want me to take the princess to sleep in the side hall, or are you willing to give up your dragon bed?"

"My bed is big, and a few more Jiang Han can sleep in it." Jiang Zhao let go of his hand and let her go free for the time being.

Xie Jin raised his hand to touch his hot cheeks, raised his eyes to look at the big bed she mentioned, and somehow remembered the bed they slept in in Fengzhou Palace, the heat on his face did not disappear, and it rose again in an instant There is a large area of ​​rosy color.

"What are you doing with so many memorials? Are you planning to approve them overnight?"

Not wanting to think about it anymore, Xie Jin changed the topic at random, went to the desk and picked up a few memorials to look through, only to find that they were all written by the same person.

Jiang Zhao said behind her: "I can't finish reading these things even if I don't sleep or rest. Wang Yin, an old man, holds grudges very much. Among this pile of books, there are a few books that are not in order to accuse me of not doing my job properly."

Xie Jin had helped her approve a lot of papers, so she naturally knew who Wang Yin was, and she was really shocked by the persistence of this old censor, and she read several memorials in a row, and finally figured out some of them. doorway.

"Although there are a lot of them, there are still some differences in content. Some of them are just trivial matters. Presumably Wang Yushi did have an opinion on you, so he deliberately wrote it out to scare you."

After tidying up the few memorials he had read, Xie Jin smiled softly and said, "Don't criticize tonight, I will organize it for you when I come back from the Wenxuan Hall tomorrow, and I will help you with those trivial and irrelevant excerpts." dealt with."

"So good."

Jiang Zhao patted her head, and she didn't feel any headache when she read the pile of memorials again. She raised her eyes and said complacently: "As the old saying goes, marrying a wife and a virtuous person, the ancients never deceived me."

Xie Jin glanced at her, hummed lightly, noncommittal.

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