Chronicle of Emperor Jing

Director Gao responded and went out, Wei Yan began to concentrate on building his snowman.

His snowman is very simple. It is actually a big ball at the bottom and a small ball at the top.

"Master Hou, here comes the black beans you asked for." Not long after, a waiter brought a plate of black beans.

Wei Yan took three black beans from the plate, pressed them down on the eyes and nose, picked three smaller black beans, and pressed them into a small arc at the mouth. After a while, a smiling The little snowman is sitting on the windowsill.

Wei Yan was playing with the snow, and Jing Li, who was resting in the inner hall, also opened his eyes at this time, but found that Wei Yan was not by his side.

He opened the curtain, but he still didn't see anyone. Just as he was about to speak, the waiter came in.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?"

"Where's Wei Yan?"

"Master Hou is in the living room."

"Serve."

"Yes."

He was served by someone, got dressed, walked into the living room, only to find that Wei Yan was standing by the window.

"What are you doing?" he asked a little strangely.

It's winter, it's snowing outside, Wei Yan has the window open, what is he doing?

"I'm making a snowman."

"Is not It Cold?"

"not cold."

Jing Li walked up behind Wei Yan, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and touched his forehead with the other hand. He didn't find anything wrong, so he relaxed and looked at Wei Yan's results carefully.

After looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but move in his heart, let go of Wei Yan, and built a similar little snowman with the rest of the snowball, just like Wei Yan's snowman.

Soon, two smiling little snowmen sat side by side on the windowsill and looked at them.

"Your Majesty, Marquis Yongning's rock sugar pear water is ready." Gao Yong came in, saw Marquis Yongning standing aside, no longer playing with the snow, but the emperor was playing in the snow, he said helplessly.

The young maids and servants in their teens only like to make snowmen. The emperor and Marquis Yongning are both grown-ups, so it would be too childish for them to be interested in playing this game today.

"What's the matter, your throat is uncomfortable?" Jing Li heard "Bing Tang Pear Water", turned his head and asked Wei Yan.

"No, I just feel a little angry." Wei Yan shook his head.

"Are you sick? The Imperial Physician Xuantian will come in and take a closer look at it for you?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine, just have a lighter dinner." In the new year, Wei Yan didn't want to make others have a bad year, so he quickly stopped the emperor from making a big move.

Jing Li leaned over and touched Wei Yan's forehead with his forehead. After feeling it carefully for a while, he didn't find anything unusual, so he took his hand and went inside. Gao Yong motioned for him to close the window.

"Do you want some drink, Your Majesty?" Wei Yan sat down and asked the emperor when he found a large jar of pear water with rock sugar.

"You drink it, I don't want it." Jing Li shook his head and picked up the teacup.

While they were talking, the little servant scooped up a small bowl of rock sugar pear water from the porcelain jar, and put it in Yongninghou's hand.

Wei Yan picked it up, put it to his mouth, took a small sip, then closed his eyes and drank it all in one gulp.

"It's not like taking medicine, do you need to look like this?" Jing Li couldn't help laughing when he saw how he was drinking.

Rock sugar pear water, the main ingredients are snowflake pear and rock sugar, and the auxiliary ingredients are white fungus and wolfberry. Most of these things are ingredients, not pure medicinal materials. Wei Yan's current posture is very similar to his usual medicine.

"I forgot." Wei Yan smiled embarrassedly, put down the bowl, took the silk scarf brought up by the servant, and wiped his mouth and hands.

"Scoop another bowl and drink it as tea later." Jing Li ordered the waiter.

"Yes." The waiter quickly scooped up another bowl and put it on the table.

"Play chess with me for a while." Jing Li turned to Wei Yan and said.

"it is good."

Hearing the emperor's order, the servant quickly set up a chessboard on the coffee table between them, and the two played chess in black and white.

When Jing Li was young, he would seriously play chess with Wei Yan, thinking about winning or losing, but later he found that even if Wei Yan played chess with him, he often played casually without using his brain, so now when he plays chess with Wei Yan, he also relaxes With his mind, he played casually. Wherever Wei Yan didn't play well, he would help Wei Yan so that the chess game would not end too quickly.

The two of them spent a lot of time on the chessboard, until Gao Yong came to invite them to dinner, the chess game was still going on tepidly.

Wei Yan drank a large can of rock sugar pear water in the afternoon, and only had some porridge and clear soup for dinner, and said he wanted to go to rest.

Seeing that he didn't have a fever, but was just drowsy, Jing Li ignored him and told him to go to bed first.

He was alone, sitting in the living room, reading a book for a while, and suddenly thought of the two little snowmen.

Thinking of it, he put down the book, stood up, walked to the window, and opened it.

At night, the wind suddenly picked up outside, and the cold wind blew in through the windows, causing the candles in the hall to shake.

"Your Majesty, the wind is too strong. Close it quickly, so you don't catch a cold." Seeing that the emperor and Marquis Yongning were unwilling to worry about each of them, they wanted to open the window, and hurriedly advised.

Jing Li ignored him, just looked at the two little snowmen on the windowsill.

At night, it began to snow again, and another layer of snow fell on the little snowman's body, and the facial features made of black beans were somewhat blurred.

He stretched out his hand, wiped off the snow on the little snowman's facial features, and patted the little snowman's body, compacting the falling snow.

"Gao Yong, go and get two red silk threads, slightly thicker ones."

Gao Yong didn't know what the emperor wanted the red silk thread for, but judging by the emperor's posture, he couldn't get anything tonight, obviously he refused to close the window, and Marquis Yongning went to bed early again, no one could persuade him at all, thinking of this , Gao Yong hurriedly ordered people to fetch things.

Soon, two red silk threads used to tie the net came up.

Jing Li took one, tied a knot, and put it around the neck of a little snowman, and the other did the same, and so on, and the necks of the two little snowmen were all covered with red silk thread, and then he grabbed it again. The four thread ends hanging down were entangled together and tied into a concentric knot.

The concentric knot he tied is the simplest style, but one can tell at a glance that it is a concentric knot.

After finishing the fight, he looked at it carefully for a while, and then asked Gao Yong:

"Gao Yong, come and see, do these two little snowmen look like Zhen and Wei Yan?"

Gao Yong walked behind the emperor and looked at the two little snowmen on the window sill.

The two little snowmen sat side by side, like two smiling little dolls, but Gao Yong didn't see it when he looked left and right, how did they look like the emperor and Marquis Yongning?

But if he was so ungrateful, to be honest, the emperor would definitely not be satisfied.

His eyes fell on the concentric knot, he knew it in his heart, and said: "It is indeed very similar, this old slave can tell at a glance that this is Your Majesty and Marquis of Yongning."

Even if he was talking nonsense with his eyes open, but in order to satisfy the emperor, he still had to continue talking nonsense.

"Your Majesty, it's cold outside, close the window." Gao Yong looked at it for a while, and persuaded again.

The emperor opened the window for a while, and the hall became much colder.

"No hurry, just drive for a while." Jing Li liked it more and more, and stretched out his finger to touch Wei Yandui's little snowman.

Xiao Xueren was as well-behaved as Wei Yan, and let him touch him without moving.

"Your Majesty, if the Marquis of Yongning knows that you are going to open the window in the middle of the night, he will definitely persuade you." Gao Yong couldn't persuade himself, so he could only use his trump card and use Wei Yan to speak out.

"How come, Wei Yan is already sensible, and won't talk about me anymore." Jing Li has already done two things. I will try to persuade him again.

"Other matters, the Marquis of Yongning may not come to advise you, but if you don't cherish your body so much, will the Marquis of Yongning turn a blind eye?" Gao Yong didn't believe that the Marquis of Yongning would suddenly change his temper, thinking that he might not be in good health. Comfortable, so I don't care about the emperor.

But if the emperor blows the cold wind like this, if he gets sick, the Marquis of Yongning will definitely think that the emperor's ears hurt.

"Okay, okay, close it." Jing Li also thought of the consequences, stepped back a few steps, and asked them to close the window.

The window was closed, North Wind was shut out, and the two little snowmen were also shut out.

Gao Yong followed the emperor back to the living room, had someone bring warm water for the emperor to wash his hands, and added another brazier to raise the temperature in the hall again.

Jing Li sat down, took a sip of hot tea, and calmed down before going back to the book.

He sat for a while, and waited until the chill on his body dissipated before putting down his book and entering the inner hall.

The servants followed him in and served him on the couch.

He sat on the couch and patted Wei Yan's head.

Wei Yan hummed and chirped a few times, and slowly sat up.

"What's wrong? Do you want to drink water or relieve yourself?"

"Relieve."

Wei Yan drank a lot of sugar water in the afternoon and soup for dinner, and wanted to get up early.Before the emperor didn't come in, he was a little sleepy and didn't want to move. When the emperor touched him, he woke up.

"Let someone serve you, or should I carry you?"

"No, I'll go by myself." Wei Yan couldn't help but blush when he heard this.

He is not a child anymore, where does he need someone to help him, or the emperor to carry him?

That is to say, the emperor, every time such embarrassing words, he can ask them openly, and he is not afraid that the people who hear them will blush.

After being made such a fuss by the emperor, he woke up completely, got off the couch quickly, entered the clean room, and emptied his body.

After coming out, he washed his hands and dried them with a silk towel before returning to the couch.

He had just had a good night's sleep, and his body was finally comfortable, and he was no longer as dry and hot as in the afternoon.

He snuggled up to the emperor's side and let the emperor touch his back.

"What's the matter, can't sleep?" Jing Li asked him after touching him for a while, seeing that he was still awake.

"Yeah." After sleeping for so long, Wei Yan really didn't feel sleepy all of a sudden.

"In two days, you and I will go to Xishan Palace to stay for a few days?" Seeing that he didn't want to sleep, Jing Li talked to him.

"Well, His Majesty is going to leave someday, and I want to go back to the mansion to arrange some things."

"There will be a palace banquet in the next few days, wait until..." Jing Li pinched his fingers and calculated, "We will set off on the seventh day of the lunar new year."

During the New Year, there are various banquets in the palace. Although the emperor doesn't need to accompany him from beginning to end, he needs to show up one by one. After the first few days are over, he won't be so busy later.

They chatted for a while, then gradually fell silent.

In the capital, immersed in the joyful atmosphere of the New Year, other places in the dynasty are also celebrating the lively New Year.

However, there was a small episode that no one noticed. On the first day of the new year, it quietly appeared in the list of the Public Proposal Division.

Every three months, the Public Proposal Department will have ten issues. Many scholars who have never been an official are very concerned about these issues. The Tao is to talk about the harmfulness of the rich buying the land of the poor.