I'm too tired to be in the Shura field every day

"What, I fell asleep when the prime minister came?!" Bei Yu, who was sitting under the quilt, asked, shaking her dull hair.

The female officer standing by the bed said: "There were many things yesterday, and it was the minister who refused the Prime Minister's visit on his own initiative. After waiting for His Majesty to wash up, the minister will go to complain to the prime minister."

Bei Yu knew that his crime was even worse, so he hurriedly lifted the quilt, hid barefoot behind the screen and took off his nightgown.

"Your Majesty, shoes." The female officer came after her.

"It's broken, it's broken," Bei Yu couldn't care less about putting on his shoes, he was in a hurry, "I broke the promise, the Prime Minister will be angry."

It was hard to invite the prime minister, but because of being poisoned, the prime minister was left behind. It would be fine if the prime minister didn't come to the banquet, but he came and was blocked by him.

Beiyu wore buttons and buckled up to fight against the cumbersome clothes, saying: "I have promised the prime minister before that as long as he comes to speak, whether it is official affairs in the court or advice from the emperor, I will listen to it, and I will never let the guards Not to mention that I made an agreement with him in advance yesterday, and I asked him to come to me, I don't know what face I will use to meet him."

Seeing that Beiyu was wearing casual clothes, the female official knew that the new emperor was going to see the prime minister. He tied a crown on Beiyu and said, "I will accompany your majesty, and I will explain clearly to the prime minister."

Bei Yu immediately shook his head: "No, I have to apologize myself."

If you make a mistake, but ask the palace servants to talk back for you, it would be irresponsible.

He dressed, washed briefly, and went out.

Riding a horse to the prime minister's mansion, the boy knew his identity just by handing over the private seal, but he did not lead him into the mansion, but said: "Your Majesty, my lord is compiling important documents for travel, and we don't see any visitors."

Bei Yu asked, "Can't you even see me?"

The book boy's expression was more humble, but he replied without changing his tone: "Your Excellency is in the gate quietly, not seeing all the guests."

This is the prime minister's temper. Bei Yu has been prepared for this kind of mentality for a long time, and he has no plans to meet people once. Instead, he said: "You tell the prime minister that I will come to him tomorrow."

So I drove back and visited again at the same time the next day.

The next day, the excuse was still the same, and even the tone of the bookboy was exactly the same.

On the third day, when Bei Yu rushed over, the book boy had already calculated the time and was waiting for him.

But he was a bit tired from running for two days, and it was already past time when he got up in the morning, so that the book boy waited for half an hour before seeing the new emperor coming on horseback.

Bei Yu hurriedly stopped in front of the book boy, jumped off the horse and said, "I'm sorry, I got up late today, are you waiting for me? I didn't come late on purpose, it's because the wind has blown my nose sore these two days, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his nose with a handkerchief, "Ah Chirp!" with a great effort.

"Sorry..." He felt disrespectful and went to see the book boy, but in the end,

"Ah chirp!" Another call.

The sound of Beiyu's sneezing was also soft, and it didn't sound like he was enjoying himself at all, but he was so shocked that his eyes turned red.

The book boy saw that the young emperor's cheeks were flushed red because of his blood and blood, and his eyes looked at him misty as if he had been wronged. He clearly knew that Beiyu couldn't see clearly because of the water. He, but he felt as if someone had scratched his heart.

His young Duanfang's cheeks flushed, and he suddenly understood why the adult who had to practice calligraphy before going to bed stopped writing once when he turned back from the palace gate.

He sighed and said to Beiyu, "Don't come here again."

Seeing that the young emperor obviously misunderstood him, his eyes looked at him even more foggy, and his face was slightly wrinkled, so he had to turn out his hole cards and said, "My lord is not in the mansion, my lord Went to see the pilgrims."

Bei Yu learned that the prime minister had been visiting a big merchant selling spices these few days, and the book boy asked him to go back to the palace, and when the prime minister came back, he would deliver a message for him.

Beiyu said yes, yes, and half an hour later,

Beiyu came to the mansion of the merchant.

Different from the quaintness of the prime minister's mansion's wisteria wall, this businessman's house just looked up from the bottom, and Bei Yu had to raise his head very high, as if he was afraid that someone would steal the top golden glazed tile.

Standing on the horseback, he touched the enclosure wall of the mansion with both hands, his hands were just able to reach the top of the wall, and he kicked up with all his strength!hung up.

The person is stuck but the core strength is too weak, the lower body can't be lifted, the soles of the feet keep slipping on the wall, "Hey... Hey!"

I can't seem to go up...

He belatedly realized that this way of breaking in was not suitable for a non-strength player like him, "Forget it, get down first." He wanted to get down but found that there was nothing underneath, "...horse?!"

Just as Beiyu was trying to summon the horse that was going to eat grass by the wall, a butler came out from the mansion and asked urgently, "Have you come? Why haven't you come? Pilgrims are going to have a feast!"

The gatekeeper said, "I didn't come, did that oiran deliberately show off?"

The housekeeper said: "It's a shame to do this because of your good looks and newly promoted title. I'll go and have a look!"

The butler walked outside, and as soon as he turned out of the wall, he saw Beiyu sitting on horseback, grinning and rubbing his arms.

His eyes lit up, who is this pretty young boy standing near the door who is not the newly-appointed oiran?

Hastily walked over, took Bei Yu's rein and said, "My little ancestor, you are here, you are already an hour late!"

"Huh?" Bei Yu was taken away suddenly, he said, "Did you recognize the wrong person?"

The man holding his hand said, "Aren't you going to enter this mansion?"

Beiyu said, "Yes, I want to enter."

The steward said: "That's right, you haven't met me yet, I am the house steward of this mansion, and I am the one who invited you with letters and hire money!"

He patted his chest, feeling that he had a good eye, isn't this oiran more beautiful than those rouge vulgar fans recommended by others before.

"Little ancestor is late. I will take him to change clothes now. There are distinguished guests in the mansion today. The whole mansion is relying on you, little ancestor."

"Guest?" Bei Yu's eyes lit up.

Shouldn't it be...

"That's right," said the butler, "this character is not seen by ordinary people, only you, the little ancestor, can see it."

"Great."

Although the housekeeper who hired someone with a letter and a dowry made a mistake, he seemed to be able to enter the mansion smoothly and meet the prime minister.

"Then you take me there quickly." Bei Yu clamped his horse's belly tightly, a little impatiently waiting.

"Okay, let's go now."

After the butler led Beiyu into the room, he put away his warm expression, turned around and returned to his command.

Walking through the garden of peonies in full bloom, you come to the center of the pavilion surrounded by peonies. The host and guest are all present in the pavilion. The housekeeper said to the middle-aged man who accompanied him: "Pilgrims."

The man with several sachets around his waist was called Xiangke, a perfumer. He heard the steward calling him, and said in a low voice, "Go to the side and talk, don't disturb your lord."

When he got to the side, he asked, "Is the person here?"

The butler said, "Here we are."

The pilgrim said: "How is the beauty? I am sure to please the prime minister."

The housekeeper's eyes were amazed, he nodded and said, "Extremely beautiful, beautiful and not vulgar, if you take it out, it is enough to make anyone fall in love, but..." He hesitated, "But I heard that the prime minister is noble and cold, I don't know if I will Will it backfire?"

The pilgrim said: "Don't worry, even if the Prime Minister is displeased, would he still be angry because of a beauty? It is a heartfelt gift to an adult. As for whether to accept it or not, it depends on the adult himself."

The steward replied: "What the pilgrim said is true."

The pilgrim said: "Let's have a banquet, let people dress up beautifully."

"Yes." Pilgrim withdrew.

The pilgrim shook his head and walked towards the center of the booth. He felt that the butler's worries were too much. He has been in the mall for so many years, and he has never seen any gentleman.

"A noble heart is just a lack of love, and a cold and serious person is waiting for a taste. Since ancient times, there has been no man who doesn't like beautiful women throwing himself into his arms!"

He was absolutely sure, and bowed to the distinguished guest in the pavilion, "Prime Minister."

Prime Minister Fu Yue was appreciating incense powder, when he heard the master calling him, he raised his eyelids, and when he raised his eyes, he nailed the pilgrim in place.

The pilgrim has already determined that no one would dislike beauty, but what if a person is always in beauty?

The pilgrim's vowed thoughts suddenly became uncertain.

The person in front of him was wearing a light blue toga, and his superior height showed the elegance of this dress to the fullest. His tall and handsome figure broke the stereotype of a scholar's thinness, and his face covered with frost was as pale as a disease.

The corners of his eyes are pale due to long-term illness, which reduces his solemnity and gives him a sense of contradictory beauty that is both powerful and fragile.

Such a person with powerful beauty and incomplete beauty has indifferent eyes.

Maybe you will think it is a kind of gentle and calm at first glance, but as long as you look carefully, you will find that it is a kind of indifference that is wise and safe, and it is a cold gesture that prevents everything from entering his eyes.

The pilgrim suddenly felt timid.

Would such a superior person think highly of an oiran?

Seeing that Xiangke looked at him silently, Fu Yue put down the long spoon for scooping up the powder, straightened up and said, "Xiangke's pollen has a light and elegant fragrance, and the aftertaste is long-lasting. It really lives up to its reputation."

His cold and mellow voice is like cold water, giving people a clear and cool feeling.

The pilgrim who was cold all over came back to his senses, and said with an apologetic smile: "This is a vulgar thing made of flower grinding, thanks to the prime minister for looking up to it."

"That's not the case." Fu Yue shook her head and said, "Although I don't know much about pollen, I can also feel that Xiangke's flower ingredients are properly proportioned, and the taste is far and clear."

He said: "I have some doubts about spices, can I ask pilgrims for advice?"

The pilgrim was already excited to be praised by such a big man, and when he heard that he had the opportunity to contribute, he immediately said: "As long as the prime minister asks, I will know without words. It's better to have a small banquet and let's sit and chat." , the prime minister can learn more about incense powder."

Fu Yue nodded, "Alright."

The pilgrim said, "Prime Minister, please move."

"Trouble."

box.

Bei Yu looked at the shiny suit on her body. The fabric of this suit was less than one-tenth that of the palace, but the painting on the fabric was very bright.

The bright red tunic was used as the bottom layer, and the rouge-colored material lined one's cheeks softly, even the gentle and pure Beiyu's face had a bit of spring.

Golden lotus flowers are embroidered under the fiery red gauze, implying that lotuses grow step by step.

This set of clothes was so bright that Bei Yu could tell at a glance who the mansion was originally going to invite, but even if he was a servant, it had nothing to do with him.

The housekeeper who brought him has already left, and now he is quietly going to find the prime minister.

As soon as I opened the door, I suddenly saw three people coming from the left. The young man in charge pointed at him and said, "That's him!"

Bei Yu immediately closed the door, leaning his back against the door and said, "Oops, it seems to have been discovered."

The door behind him cracked, and the young man said, "Open the door for me!"

He kept banging on the door and said, "You have the ability to grab the seat, and you have the ability to open the door."

Bei Yu heard that the young man was agitated, and he had a tendency to hang out with him until he opened the door. His identity must not be exposed, and said, "Keep your voice down, I'll just open the door."

He opened the door, and the young man squeezed in, pointed at him and asked, "Why did you take my position and lie that you are the oiran?"

Bei Yu said, "I didn't steal your position, and I didn't lie about it..."

At best, he knows and doesn't report...

"You're still lying!" the young man snapped.

Hearing his sharp voice, Bei Yu put his palms together and begged, "Brother, please keep your voice down so that no one can hear you."

"Brother?" The oiran was taken aback, and his whole body flew into a rage, "I'm only seventeen!!"

The oiran's angry voice became sharper, and Bei Yu poked his ears with both hands: "Sorry, I'm not very good at looking at makeup, Mr. Hua, stop shouting, others will hear it!"

When the oiran heard him teasing him about his makeup, and called him Mr., he was so angry that he lifted his coffin, "I must teach you a lesson today!"

He wanted to grab Beiyu, but was stopped by the gatekeeper, "Speak well and don't move!"

The oiran said, "Didn't you hear what he said? I'm only seventeen!"

The two gatekeepers only thought that Beiyu's hands clasped and ears covered were cute and cute, and they had already favored him in their hearts, saying, "You said you were the oiran, and our housekeeper brought him in personally. You are the only one here." Shrew, how do you look like an oiran? We have to suspect that you are the fake one, you are not as beautiful as him."

The oiran was so angry that his whole body was shaking, he didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen when he came an hour late to set up the schedule. It is true that he is not more beautiful than the baby face in front of him, but he has already advertised that he will participate in this event At a banquet, he couldn't let someone more beautiful than him appear!

He calmed down a little, and said, "Whether I am an oiran or not, I have a handwritten letter that will help me verify it. If he is not an oiran, you should kowtow to me and apologize in front of all the servants in the house!"

He slapped his letter on the table and said to Beiyu, "Take out your letter!"

Bei Yu was shocked by the sound of the table and backed away, leaning his back against the pillar, shaking his head in panic.

How can he have any letter.

"I……"

Just as he was about to apologize, he heard the gatekeeper answering the call for him: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you lose your letter. We can't read his letter clearly, so it's not a real letter."

Beiyu:? ?It can still be like this.

The oiran was very angry: "Are you planning to open your eyes and talk nonsense!"

The gatekeeper said: "Whoever invites a geisha but not the most beautiful one, whoever is the most cost-effective, do you think we can't tell?"

"You are not reasonable!"

"Stop arguing..." Bei Yu said, "Don't quarrel, I have, I have letters..."

Oiran: "Take a look!"

"Okay..." Bei Yu put his hands into his sleeves, approached them and said, "Let's talk nicely, don't quarrel, I'll show you the evidence, you see..."

He directed their attention to his little hand hidden under his sleeve, and with a wave of his hand, a piece of flying powder was accurately sprinkled on the faces of several people.

Several people choked, and then lost consciousness and fell to the ground in the next second.

Bei Yu capped the medicine bottle, knelt down and said to Hua Kui: "I'm sorry, it would be very dangerous for me to reveal my identity outside the palace. It is true that I took your position, and this is for you."

He took out two bottles of ointment and stuffed them into Hua Kui's arms. The ointment could make men feel like a fish in water when receiving guests, and it was him as compensation for grabbing the position.

He stuffed the heat-clearing and detoxifying medicine for the gatekeeper who spoke for him, knowing that staying here would only become more and more dangerous, so he hurried out to find the prime minister.