Duan Zhishaohua

The bright sun is scorching, Wan Bi Liu Si, and Ming Xiao 嘒 嘒.

In the room, it is a different scene.

Pei Jing'an rested on the bed, with his eyes closed and his eyebrows stretched, he was really enjoying himself.

Next to him was Duan Shaohua. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his ten fingers were flexible, and he was pressing Pei Jing's temples on both sides.

The ice cubes in the big urn melted little by little, and the ice water dripped down.The crushed ice peeled off and floated lightly on the water.Occasionally, it hit the side of the urn, making a crisp sound of "Ding Dong".

Duan Shaohua pressed lightly and slowly, hesitating from time to time.He lowered his head to look at Pei Jing's face, ignoring the two serious dark circles under his eyes, he seemed peaceful.

After he pressed it for so long, Prince Jing should have fallen asleep.

Slowly withdrew his strength from his hand, Duan Shaohua was about to distance himself, when he heard Pei Jing say, "Why not enough strength?"

It turned out that he was awake all the time, so Duan Shaohua had no choice but to concentrate again and start pressing again.

He didn't know it before, but now that he knows that Pei Jing is still awake, Duan Shaohua always feels uncomfortable.With Pei Jing around, he was either being detained or guarded against.

His mind was wandering, and Pei Jing didn't know if he felt it, but suddenly said: "This king has something to tell you."

Duan Shaohua clenched his hands, listening to what Prince Jing said, he had to be fully prepared.

He still couldn't stop his pinching movements, so he could only reply in a low voice: "My lord, please tell me."

Pei Jing raised his hand and pinched his wrist, and said, "Don't you always want to leave the house!"

The cloud was calm and the wind was light, but Duan Shaohua was taken aback. He tried his best to suppress the fear in his tone, "How did the prince talk about this?"

"Isn't this what you think in your heart?" Pei Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Duan Shaohua.

That gaze could not be said to be sharp, but it was icy cold.A quick sweep on Duan Shaohua's face, as if covered with ice, quickly cooled down Duan Shaohua's body temperature.

The movements of his hands were also frozen, knowing that he couldn't hide, "Since the prince knows, why bother to ask again."

After speaking, the grip on his wrist was loosened, unexpectedly, Pei Jing didn't make things difficult for him.

But it was like falling into the fog, and I was a little puzzled.

Pei Jing was already half-stretched, and twisted Duan Shaohua's half-wet long hair with one hand, "It's August now, and you'll be able to leave the house in half a year."

Duan Shaohua knew much better than him when talking about the time when he left the house, so he nodded.

Pei Jing looked over, then didn't speak, just forced Duan Shaohua coldly, his heart skipped a beat.

After a long time, he said slowly: "In that case, you can go back to Xueyu Building."

The sudden sentence made Duan Shaohua's eyes widen in astonishment, sure he heard it right, his tongue seemed to be tied up, and he was stunned for a long time without saying a word.

He really wanted to ask whether Pei Jing's words were true, but after organizing his words for a long time, he still couldn't speak completely.

Suddenly thought, how could he ask, how dare he ask.If a sentence doesn't suit Pei Jing's intentions, it doesn't mean that he should go back on his own initiative.

Duan Shaohua hurriedly accepted the thought of confirmation, and hurriedly knelt down, "Thank you, my lord, for your kindness."

His joy couldn't be hidden, Pei Jing only smiled slightly when he saw it, and then said: "Don't be too busy thanking me first."

Duan Shaohua's knees softened, and he quickly fixed his eyes on him.

Pei Jing couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't feel happy or angry. He turned around and said, "I met you in Xueyulou at the beginning. Since you will leave half a year later, this king can't let you go down. The only option is to continue to be a luthier. From tomorrow onwards, you will go to Xueyu Building and continue to be your luthier, but at night, you have to come back to Prince Jing’s Mansion."

Having said that, Duan Shaohua can be described as mixed joy and sorrow.When Pei Jing said just now, he only thought that Prince Jing had finally lost interest in him, and that the day of amnesty had come early. He didn't want to say that.

It's just that no matter how you say it, at least you can get out of Prince Jing's mansion, so you don't have to stay in the room all day long to pass the time in different ways, and finally wait for the night's company.

It is really a great thing to be able to return to Xueyu Tower and be a luthier again.

Duan Shaohua was overjoyed and kowtowed to thank him, only sighed that this time was really a blessing from heaven.

While being overjoyed, Duan Shaohua was suddenly a little worried, did Prince Jing really mean what he said?

Will not change his mind again, let alone make some stumbling blocks to torture him?

A moment ago, he was full of joy, but now he began to feel uneasy again.

From joy, to pause, to worry and knots, not a single bit of change escaped Pei Jing's eyes.

He pursed his lips slightly, and sat up straight, "Why, you are not satisfied with this king's arrangement."

"Don't dare." Duan Shaohua hurriedly escaped from the entanglement, and bowed again, "Your Majesty's kindness, I must never forget it."

He bowed his head and worshiped, his heart was clear.

There are still precautions that should be taken, but being able to walk out of the palace, even if it is only a day, is better than staying in this dark palace all day long.

What's more, with the extra half a year, earning some silver taels as a luthier, there is some security for him to leave the capital in the future.

If he admits his mistake sincerely, maybe he can get the forgiveness of Bao girl and the second elder, and the family can still get together again at that time.

After such careful consideration, the joy in Duan Shaohua's heart almost overflowed.Waiting, at least let him wait for hope.

Feeling overturned like a honeypot in his heart, Duan Shaohua thought about his vision for the future.As long as you get rid of the word Pei Jing, the future seems to be bright.

It was supposed to be like this, but his overjoyedness made Pei Jing look garish.

There were enough ice cubes in the room, but they couldn't dispel the heat.

"Are you happy enough?" He said slowly, revealing a trace of impatience.

Duan Shaohua came to his senses at this moment, annoyed that he was overjoyed, "My lord, forgive me."

There is nothing to forgive, Pei Jing looked at him fiercely, "You are a luthier outside, but when you return to the palace, don't forget your identity."

The joy disappeared in an instant, Duan Shaohua lowered his head knowingly, not knowing how he thought about it, he just said: "I can't forget it."

"Just don't forget." His answer seemed to satisfy Pei Jing, and then he stood up on the bed with one hand.I don't know if it was because I squinted for a while or Duan Shaohua's hand strength played a role.Standing up again, it seems to be full of energy.

"As long as you are still in the palace for a day, you will belong to this king." He said with a smile: "Then pack it up well, and this king will send someone to meet you at night."

This time, there is no need for a servant to inform, but Pei Jing himself said it.

Duan Shaohua was normal, and his face didn't change a bit, he just lowered his head, expressing that he understood.

The quieter he was, Pei Jing became unreasonably upset, and didn't say anything more, straightened his clothes and left.

As soon as the two doors were opened, the dazzling sunlight came in immediately, shining in the room inch by inch, and the cold air that had finally condensed was dissipated by the heat.

Pei Jing quickly disappeared into the house, Duan Shaohua looked at the almost completely melted ice in the big urn, and his heart was blocked again.

The sky was scorching hot outside, and Pei Jing frowned as soon as he walked out.Day by day, the ground seemed to be scorched by fire, but it was really cool inside.

His eyes were blurred by the scorching light, and he suddenly saw a person greet him from the side.At first glance, it was Manager Yan.

"Greetings to the lord." Manager Yan seemed to have been waiting for a long time, his cheeks were frighteningly red, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Pei Jing glanced at him, "What are you doing here?"

Director Yan hurriedly raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then bent over and said, "My lord is really a nobleman who forgets things too much. Today, my lord has an appointment with Minister of Rites to discuss matters. He has been waiting in the flower hall for a long time."

It was only then that Pei Jing remembered that the person he was going to meet today, the important affairs of the court must not be sloppy.

He only responded with an "en", but then said: "The edict of promotion has not been issued yet, and it is not yet the Minister of Rites."

Manager Yan was taken aback, and hurriedly knelt down and slapped himself twice, "Forgive me, my lord. It's all because of my slave's slip of the tongue. It's the servant of the Ministry of Rites."

Pei Jing smiled, stopped looking at Manager Yan, and only took a few steps forward to the flower hall.

Manager Yan immediately stood up and followed closely, wiped his sweat again, thinking of blessing in his heart.

The two walked unhurriedly all the way to the flower hall, Pei Jingpian looked a little lazy at this time, it seemed that he lacked interest in this conversation.

But in the end still stepping in.

He didn't need to be notified, and as soon as he stepped into the flower hall, he saw a person walking around in a hurry. This person was the newly promoted Minister of Rites.

It's just that this promotion is only the emperor's word of mouth, the real imperial decree has not yet been issued, and it is very embarrassing to talk about his identity.

Seeing that the minister of rites was really waiting for a long time, he could only go around in a hurry.

Finally, when he heard footsteps, the Minister of Rites was overjoyed for a moment, he turned around hastily, and saw Prince Jing right in front of him.

"My lord." When he finally saw the waiting person, the servant immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

Seeing his obsequiousness, Pei Jing sneered slightly, and just moved to the front of the seat, "Get up."

His Excellency the Minister stood up, looked straight at Prince Jing, his slightly parted lips seemed to be struggling.

His hesitant appearance made Pei Jing sneer even more, so he finally started, "You asked to see this king several times, but now you have seen me, why don't you speak?"

It can be seen that Mr. Shi Lang is really nervous. He thought it would be easy to ask for an audience at the time, but he really couldn't say it when it came to the critical point.

"My lord." That's all, but he wanted to kneel again.

Pei Jing looked at it lightly, feeling more and more ridiculous in his heart, the servant girl had prepared hot tea, he took a cup in his hand unhurriedly, and drank it slowly.

Although he invited the servant to come this time, it was obvious that the priority was reversed.

Sweat was already dripping from his hair, and the words of Mr. Shi Lang were hesitating and lingering around his mouth.He didn't dare to go to see Prince Jing, so he could only mull over his words in his stomach.

After the manuscript was finished, the servant minister said in a rambling voice: "The emperor is not feeling well. Recently, the prince has been working hard day and night to stabilize the overall situation in the court. The prince is working so hard, and this official also..."

He hadn't finished his flattering words, but suddenly he heard an angry shout from above his head, "Presumptuous."

This sound frightened the courage of Mr. Shi Lang. He was kneeling before, but now he just lay down.

Pei Jing still didn't know if he was really angry, but his expression was serious, and he said coldly: "You are an official of the imperial court, and you are at the feet of the emperor, so you can say such things smoothly. Why, you don't want to live yourself, or you want to give peace to me. The last crime of evil intentions!"

After this call, the Minister's whole body trembled even more. He had come to beg for an official. If he was charged with such a crime, wouldn't it be that he would be sent to a place of eternal doom?

Fear added to haste, and it was even more official, Mr. Minister could only suppress the panic with all his heart, and hurriedly said some official words to defend.

Pei Jing actually didn't listen to what he said, whether it was appropriate or not, he just looked at the servant who was busy talking bureaucratically.

Suddenly, Pei Jing said, "Are you just trying to find out when the emperor's imperial decree will come down?"

Today, I feel unwell and have been bedridden for several days.He only mentioned a word about the promotion of the Minister's lord, but there was no further word after that.

The emperor was seriously ill, and the prince was still young. After discussions among the courtiers, Pei Jing was finally pushed out to take charge of the government temporarily.Although Pei Jing has a bad reputation, he still has some merits, and there is no objection from the ministers.

Finally, someone who can make the decision came out, and the cold heart of Mr. Shi Lang warmed up again.Since he is expected to be promoted, but I don't know if it is because the government has been too busy these days, and after a few days of busy work, there is still no news about his promotion to Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

After such a situation, Lord Shi Lang finally couldn't sit still, he tried every means to beg to see the prince, just wanted to ask in a roundabout way, is there any hope for his post of minister of rites?

Today is finally the opportunity to meet the prince, but it has finally arrived, and it has become the current situation.

However, Pei Jing's words hit the mark, and no matter what, he could only bite the bullet and say: "The prince is working hard, and the petty official really shouldn't bother the prince for this matter. It's just that there is a holy will first. If you delay again and again, you will be dismissed." It's also frightening."

Even though he said so, his words and attitudes were clearly full of desire.

Pei Jing knew his thoughts, too, the road to the future, and the second-rank official residence, no one is in a hurry.

Just looking at the minister who was bent over and kneeling, Pei Jing's originally lazy thoughts suddenly became sharp, his eyes fixed, and suddenly he had other thoughts.

"The emperor's words are golden, and if he mentions it, it should be an oral instruction."

The Minister's lord hurriedly raised his head again, as if he didn't believe it, the lord let go.

It is not difficult to grant him a second-rank official position, Pei Jing said after a while: "This king will seek holy favor for you, but you have to wait another month."

"January." The Minister of Rites repeated suspiciously, but he didn't dare to express his doubts any more clearly.I only know that the prince has spoken, but there should be no falsehood.

He kowtowed to thank, and the voice above his head came again, "Are you cute listening to the piano?"

Suddenly involved in the matter of elegant rhyme, the servant minister didn't understand it for a while, and replied after a while: "I will listen to a few songs occasionally, but I haven't studied it deeply."

"It's good to have heard it." Pei Jing only grasped this word, "From tomorrow on, you can go to Xueyu Building to listen to the piano."