Chronicle of Emperor Jing

For this kind of thing, even if Wei Yan has the ability to turn black into white, he might not be able to make Wei Ze feel at ease, let alone he doesn't have such eloquence at all.

He felt that what he said was to reassure his brother, but he didn't know that Wei Ze was not comforted by his words at all.

As long as Wei Ze thinks that the person with Xiao Qi is the emperor, his heart can't settle down.

When the emperor loves someone, he may be able to be affectionate and unswerving, but once the emperor becomes unfeeling, no one in this world can do anything to him, and Xiao Qi is a man, even in the future, he will be rejected by the emperor, The world will not have sympathy for him, but will take it for granted.

Under such circumstances, Xiao Qi didn't think about herself at all, and even refused to leave the escape route of going up and defending herself, Wei Ze really couldn't figure it out in his heart.

But he tried his best, persuading and persuading, but his idiot brother was still unmoved, just saying don't worry.

They sat in the side hall and had a long talk for a long while, but made no progress.Wei Ze couldn't convince his stupid younger brother, and Wei Yan couldn't reassure his elder brother.

When the two were at a stalemate, a maid came to invite them to dinner.

Seeing that it was getting late, Wei Ze could only reluctantly let his stupid brother go, and planned to grab him and have a good talk with him in a few days, so he couldn't be allowed to act willfully.

Wei Yan was also relieved to see the maid interrupting her.

The emperor treated him very well, but he couldn't tell how to do it.Sometimes, when the emperor's temper came up, he had to argue with him in various ways, tossing with him about this and that would make people feel that the emperor treated him nothing more than that.

But Wei Yan knew that this was not the case.But this feeling is indescribable and cannot be explained by words.

"Brother, let's go eat, so that father won't be in a hurry." Wei Yan stood up first, beckoning his brother to go out quickly.

This kind of emotional matter, let him explain it carefully, it will give him more headaches than pushing glasses and exchanging glasses at the banquet, and dealing with people.

"Don't take my words to heart." Wei Ze said angrily.

He wasted a lot of saliva, but got nothing. His stupid brother still thought he was annoying, and he couldn't wait to leave when he got the chance. How could he have a good face?

"Don't worry, brother, I will remember everything you said." Wei Yan promised very sincerely.

He has heard this kind of complaints a lot these years, and the emperor would complain from time to time, saying that he didn't take the emperor's words to heart, so he has long been familiar with how to deal with such things.

Anyway, when it was time to guarantee, he would strongly guarantee that it must be right.

When he did this, he was often able to fool the emperor, and of course it was no problem dealing with his elder brother.

"Really?" Wei Ze expressed doubts.

"Really!" Wei Yan showed the solemn expression he used every time he assured the emperor.

"Forget it, let's go eat first." Wei Ze thought he really remembered, and finally stopped nagging him.

For dinner this day, the Zhongyonghou Mansion opened several tables, and the whole family had a reunion dinner.

Firstly, Wei Ze has not returned to Beijing for a long time, and secondly, he has been promoted.Under such circumstances, the atmosphere during the banquet was always extremely lively, and no one would deliberately spoil the fun. Choosing this time to nag Wei Yan, Wei Yan finally had a peaceful meal.

After the meal, he was afraid of being caught by his elder brother again, so he continued to talk about these matters, and very cleverly took his son to leave early on the grounds that Minwen was young and needed to rest early.

Standing aside, Wei Minwen heard his father solemnly telling his grandparents that he was young, so he couldn't help but "hehe" in his heart, and his father pushed all the affairs in the house to him. When he was him, he never thought that he was still young, but now when he was used as a shield, he finally remembered that he was young?

However, my father's good memory can only be maintained until he returns home.

Wei Minwen, who has been tormented by the tedious housework to the point where he was two adults, was muttering about his father who threw away the shopkeeper in his heart, and at the same time refused to admit that he was an adult anymore.

It was cold in the winter night, and neither father nor son rode a horse, but returned home in a carriage.

There is a brazier in the carriage, and the temperature is suitable. On the small table in front, there are several plates of melon and fruit preserves and a tea kettle.

Wei Yan picked up the kettle, poured two cups of tea, put one cup in front of his son, motioned him to drink, and held the other cup to warm his hands.

Wei Min was imitating him, holding the teacup, silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered something.

"Father, do you know the reason why Uncle Qi came to Beijing this time?"

"Oh, what is Uncle Qi going to do?" Wei Yan really didn't know about this matter.

Moreover, these days, he has a lot of things to do, and Brother Qi has been busy arguing with people over literature. He often stays in the free residence. They haven't talked properly for a long time. His son suddenly asked, and for a while, he thought I don't know, did Brother Qi tell him about this.

"Didn't Uncle Qi have been planning a memoir of water conservancy, farming and mulberry a few years ago? Does father remember this?"

After being reminded by his son, Wei Yan finally remembered that when he was detained in the south of the Yangtze River, he and Brother Qi had inspected the farmhouses in the four villages and helped him complete this memoir.

A few months ago, when he left, the anthology should have been almost done. Now, according to Minwen, it has been completed?

"Why, your Uncle Qi is planning to publish this memoir?" Wei Yan asked.

After the writing is finished, it is a common practice for celebrities at this time to print hundreds of copies and give them to close friends. As for selling them in bookstores, there must be some, but most of them are scripts.

To be honest, those who need it can’t understand it because they are illiterate. Those who can understand it are all rich and idle people who don’t step on the mud. Read this book carefully with this mind.

"Father, Uncle Qi is now working with Sun Zhuangyuan to review and revise this book. Sun Zhuangyuan has been an official close to the people for several years and is very experienced in farming. After the revision is published, Uncle Qi will probably dedicate this collection of memoirs to the public. Go to the Civil Affairs Division." Wei Minwen tried his best to tell his father all the news he knew.

There are many hidden meanings in his words.

Since Uncle Qi's real intention was to let the emperor see this collection of memorabilia, and if he presented it through his father, it would probably be able to reach heaven faster than the Department of Public Proposals.

However, whether this kind of thing should be done or not, he was a little uncertain.

The emperor took great care of his father in life. The Yongning Hou Mansion had everything that one could expect, and the emperor was not stingy in rewarding him for food and clothing.

However, he was not sure whether the emperor would allow his father to intervene in government affairs.

In the emperor's heart, if the father is still the emperor's courtier, the father can certainly speak about the affairs of the government. If not, the father's intervention in the government may cause the emperor's displeasure.

He didn't say much about how to do this kind of thing, but left it to his father to judge.

After all, he is the one who is with the emperor, and he must have a good idea of ​​what can and cannot be done.

"I see." Wei Yan didn't know that he would think so much at such a young age, but from his words, he understood that Brother Qi wanted to dedicate this collection of memoirs to the emperor, "When this book is officially published, you Ask your Uncle Qi for a copy, and I will handle the rest."

"The boy knows."

The father and son talked for a while, and the Yongning Hou Mansion arrived.

Wei Yan got out of the carriage, took his son's hand, and sent his son into the inner courtyard. He carefully inspected the people and things in his courtyard, and it turned out that everything was in order.Obviously during this period of time, although he was busy and had no time to take care of the affairs of the house, other people did not dare to neglect Minwen. In this case, he was no longer worried about letting his son be the housekeeper.

However, Wei Minwen really wanted to be a good son who would take care of his father's worries. He complained all kinds of things in his heart, but he didn't say anything. Even if it was something that gave him a headache, he would do it seriously. Naturally, Wei Yan didn't know The son has so much drama in his heart, he just thinks that his son is really a smart and sensible boy.

He stayed in the inner courtyard for a while, watching his son rest before leaving, but he did not go back to the main courtyard to rest, but left the mansion again and went to the palace.

Jing Li had already returned to the bedroom, but he hadn't rested yet. He was naturally happy to see Wei Yan returning to the palace, but he showed a little indifference on his face.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing him like this, Wei Yan didn't feel anything unusual.

He never judged the emperor's mind by what the emperor said, nor by the emperor's face, but always used a very mysterious intuition to judge the emperor's mood. At this time, his intuition Didn't find anything bad, naturally everything was as usual.

After the two of them washed and bathed, they lay on the couch, and Wei Yan talked to him about the memoir of water conservancy, farming and mulberry.

When Jing Li heard that Wei Yan was there, he sometimes said Qi Yuanheng was like this, and sometimes he said Qi Yuanheng was like that, his heart felt a little sore.

"Okay, you can bring it over when the time comes. Don't worry, I will definitely read your brother Yuanheng's book carefully."

What he said sounded quite generous, but even a person as dull as Wei Yan could feel the pettiness inside and outside of what he said.

"Your Majesty, I was drunk at that time, so you don't have to remember so well." Wei Yan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this.

This happened so many years ago, the emperor must keep it firmly in mind, after such a long time, do you still want to bring it up and mutter?

"Hmph, my memory is just so good. Why, do you have an opinion?" Wei Yan wanted to call "Brother Yuanheng" when he was drunk, and what Wei Yan did for his "Brother Yuanheng" when he was sober, Jing Li didn't intend to forget it all his life, so how could he not talk about it after such a short time.

Moreover, if he didn't remind Wei Yan to remember the good deeds he had done, what would Wei Yan do for his elder brother Yuanheng?

"I have no objection." Wei Yan noticed that the emperor had assumed the posture of "I just don't want to be reasonable", and immediately became honest.

He turned sideways, reached out and stroked the emperor's chest a few times, trying to appease the emperor.

Jing Li let him touch for a while, then suddenly grabbed his palm, crossed his fingers and held it, looked at him, and laughed.

When the emperor laughed, his expression was gentle and warm, as if everything in spring had awakened instantly. Wei Yan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

The two looked at each other and smiled for a while, getting closer and closer without any gap.