Chronicle of Emperor Jing

"It's all my fault for co-authoring? If that's the case, shouldn't I submit a report and ask His Majesty for guilt?" Wei Yan asked sarcastically.

This is not the first time Wei Yan has experienced the emperor's ability to argue three points without reason. Before, he only dared to say a few words about the emperor's fault in his heart. Now, he wants to talk to the emperor, whose fault is it? wrong.

Jing Li just pretended not to hear his sarcasm, and said very generously: "I won't blame you for the apology."

"Honglu Temple is so flattering, should I be impeached?" Wei Yan asked again.

"I didn't blame Honglu Temple for what was written, so don't argue with them." Jing Li continued to play dumb.

"Your Majesty!" Wei Yan's voice couldn't help but grow louder.

The emperor was so thick-skinned, no matter how ironic Wei Yan was, he didn't realize it. Wei Yan really had nothing to do with him, so he could only sulk himself.

"Okay, don't get angry." Seeing that Wei Yan was getting angry, Jing Li quickly stretched out his hand, stroked his heart, and helped him calm down, "Good boy, don't get angry when you celebrate the Chinese New Year, and don't quarrel with me. "

"Your Majesty won't act arbitrarily, and I won't quarrel with Your Majesty." Wei Yan was angry with him at first, but he felt extremely wronged by his coaxing.

As long as the emperor is well, he doesn't want to quarrel with the emperor during the festival.Moreover, these things are obviously the fault of the emperor, how could it become his fault in the blink of an eye?

"Okay, okay, don't get angry, even if it's all my fault, okay?" Jing Li couldn't see his wronged appearance, and started to coax people.

"It was originally His Majesty's fault." Wei Yan was serious with him.

The emperor's words sounded like he was making trouble out of no reason, and the emperor had to admit his mistake in order to appease him, but this was not true at all.

"Okay, it's all my fault." Jing Li continued to coax him.

"Next time, Your Majesty, don't do that again."

"Okay, never again next time."

Regarding Wei Yan's overreaching, Jing Li coaxed him smoothly, as for the next time something similar happens, what will happen?Probably only God knows.

Relying on admitting mistakes and making promises like this, coupled with kisses and hugs, Jing Li finally managed to appease the aggrieved Wei Yan.

Seeing that Wei Yan no longer cares about the past with him, and is no longer angry with him, Jing Li finally heaved a sigh of relief, hugged him into his arms, and said, "Go to sleep for a while."

"Ah."

Since the emperor admitted his mistake and promised to change it next time, Wei Yan stopped holding him.

Jing Li extinguished the candle, the two hugged each other, and fell asleep again.

On the second day, Wei Yan got up, got dressed under the service of the maid, and when he was about to wash up, the emperor suddenly stopped him.

"Wei Yan, wait a minute!"

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

"Don't go, wait a minute."

The emperor turned around, took out the sachet from beside the pillow, and tied it on Wei Yan's belt with his own hands.

Wei Yan reached out and touched the sachet, and suddenly felt that it was a Chinese New Year celebration, and he and the emperor were more serious about it, as if he was a little ignorant.In any case, no matter how much the emperor messes around during the New Year's Eve, he should wait until the New Year is over before talking about these things.

He reflected on his impatience last night a little bit, and decided that he couldn't do this again next time. Since he had decided at the beginning that he would not talk about the emperor during the New Year's Eve, he should stick to it to the end instead of giving up halfway.

"Okay, let's go wash up." After Jing Li fastened his clothes, he brushed the hem of Wei Yan's clothes, and nodded to signal for someone to wait for him to wash up.

After both of them cleaned up, Jing Li took Wei Yan's hand and walked out.

Although Wei Yan said something to him last night, but Jing Lipi is serious, Wei Yan's words are like east wind hitting the horse's ear to him, it is almost painless, as long as Wei Yan doesn't repeat the nagging, recalculate the sum For him, this matter is over.

Jing Li took Wei Yan to have breakfast first, and then drank a cup of tea.

"Your Majesty, it's almost time." Gao Yong came in and reported to the emperor.

"Is everything loaded into the car?"

"It's all installed."

"Let's drive."

"Yes."

Jing Li took Wei Yan out of the hall, got on the imperial chariot, and pulled him to sit next to him.

"His Majesty……"

"Hush." ​​Seeing that Wei Yan was about to speak, he immediately signaled Wei Yan to keep quiet.

Wei Yan quickly closed his mouth and looked at him puzzled.

"Come here with your ears." Jing Li lowered his voice and said mysteriously.

Wei Yan was still confused, but he still put his ears to it.

"I am reluctant to let you sit at my feet, and this is inside the imperial chariot, no one can see it, so don't argue with me about this, okay?"

The emperor's voice was very low, and Wei Yan's ears slowly turned red as he listened.

"Your Majesty!" He murmured, wanting to say something.

"Hush, sit up, I'm still a little sleepy, let me lean on and squat for a while." Jing Li interrupted Wei Yan again, afraid that Wei Yan would say something he didn't like to hear.

"Yes." Wei Yan leaned closer to the emperor obediently.

Jing Li leaned against Wei Yan, closed his eyes, and after a while, he quietly opened them again, observing Wei Yan's expression from the corner of his eye.

Wei Yanduan was sitting right next to him, looking straight ahead, with a calm expression, obviously not unhappy.

"Wei Yan, pour me a cup of tea." Seeing that Wei Yan didn't respond, Jing Li was too lazy to pretend to be asleep again.

"Yes." Wei Yan took out the teapot and poured tea for the emperor.

"What about your own, do you want to have a drink with me?" Jing Li laughed.

"Your Majesty!" Wei Yan reminded because he was afraid that he would speak too loudly and be heard by people outside.

These words of the emperor are not suitable for people to hear.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore. Let's play chess with me, Go or Shuanglu?"

For Wei Yan, there is actually no difference between the two, since he is good at it anyway, just play around casually.

"Shuanglu." He thought for a while, found the chessboard from the grid under the coffee table, put it on the coffee table, took some snacks, and put them on the side.

The speed of the imperial chariot is relatively slow. It will take several hours to travel from the capital to the Xishan Palace. They really need something to pass the time.

They played two rounds of Shuanglu, ate, drank and rested for a while before Yu Jia walked to the Xishan Palace.

During this trip, Wei Yan had no errands on him, and Deputy Commander Miao was in charge of the emperor's guard, so he didn't need to rush to do things, he just needed to accompany the emperor.

"Your Majesty, we're here." Fudge said outside after the imperial chariot stopped.

This time Gao Yong didn't follow, his two apprentices, Fu Ji and Fu Xiang, accompanied him.

Wei Yan got off the chariot first, looked around, and found that he had already entered the palace, then turned around and respectfully invited the emperor to get off the chariot.

"Let's walk with me." Jing Li got off the chariot and said to Wei Yan.

These years, he has been busy dealing with government affairs, so he hasn't come to live in the palace for several years.Now, holding Wei Yan's hand and revisiting the old place, he felt some indescribable emotion in his heart.

The scenery of the palace is still the same, and the people watching the scenery are still the same, but the mood is completely different.

His eyes fell on the hands of the two people who were intertwined, a little rejoiced and a little sad.

"Your Majesty, look, there is a flower here!" Wei Yan said suddenly, pulling him to the left, destroying his inexplicable melancholy.

"Where is it, show me!" Jing Li came back to his senses, and quickly shook off those inexplicable thoughts in his mind.

"Here, look!" Wei Yan pulled the emperor and made him squat down.

Jing Li took a closer look, and there was indeed a small purple flower among the gravel beside the road, which was opening its delicate petals and swaying in the wind.

"It's hotter here than down the mountain, so the flowers bloom early," he said.

The name of Xishan is Hemingshan. The mountain is not high, and there are hot springs at the bottom, which are warmer than the inside of the capital.

Flowers in the capital must be placed in a greenhouse and baked with charcoal fire to bloom in winter, but even if you are outside here, you can still see some wild flowers.

"Get up, I'm afraid there are still some inside."

Jing Li stood up, pulled Wei Yan up casually, and continued to lead him forward.

They walked around, guessing that the hall was almost cleaned up, and then turned back.

That afternoon, Jing Li and Wei Yan were in the palace, used some things, soaked in the hot springs, and passed it casually.

On the second day, he decided to take Wei Yan to the nearest small town.This small town is called Fengxiang Town, and it is about twenty miles away from the Xinggong.

In the early morning, a group of more than a dozen of them changed into casual clothes and rode horses to this small town.

During the Chinese New Year, there is a market every day in the small town, and the people in the town, as well as the people in the nearby villages, will come to the town to play during the New Year, so there are quite a lot of people in the small town.There are quite a few people who set up stalls and buy things.

Wei Yan followed the emperor, walked around various stalls, bought some small things, and went to the theater for a while.

The stage was set up in front of the Earth Temple, and it is said that it was donated by a wealthy family in the town. During the whole New Year's Eve, there will be two performances every day.

The common people may not appreciate the frivolous operas when they watch operas, so the dramas on stage are full of lively and fighting dramas.

I don't know where they invited this troupe. They didn't sing pure Mandarin, but Mandarin with a local accent. Wei Yan listened carefully, but didn't understand the opera, so he just watched it.

"Let's find a place to have lunch." Jing Li also finished watching the show with great interest, and gave the order after guessing that it was almost time.

The town is not big, there are only two cross streets, and there is only one restaurant, which is in the center of the town, so they didn't have to choose, so they walked directly to the restaurant.

There were more than a dozen of them, all of them were young and strong men, and each of them was wearing a sword or a knife. They were obviously not ordinary people. When they entered the restaurant, the bustling restaurant suddenly became quiet.

"Guest officer, please come inside." The waiter greeted him with a smile.

When they open the door for business, no matter what kind of guests they have, they must treat them warmly, especially those who are not easy to mess with, they must be treated with care.

"Three private rooms connected together." Wei Yan said.

"Guest officer, I'm sorry, there is only one private room in the small shop." The waiter said awkwardly.

They are just a small restaurant, with a total of five private rooms, and now it is meal time, all four of them have customers.

"It's in the lobby." Jing Li looked around and said nonchalantly.

"My lord!" Wei Yan was somewhat dissatisfied with his decision.

"They don't have a private room, so you can't make things difficult for them." Jing Li said this very clearly.

When Wei Yan accused him of not embarrassing others, he was very righteous. Now, Wei Yan is going to embarrass others, of course Jing Li can also blame him.

Wei Yan was speechless when he said that.

"Guest officer, this way please." The waiter arranged a few tables in a corner of the lobby and invited them to sit down.

"Okay, don't be picky." Jing Li said sarcastic words, and walked over first.

Wei Yan had no choice but to go with the emperor.

They sat down, ordered food, drank tea, and waited for the food to be served.

After a while, the restaurant, which was quiet because of their entry, started again with various voices.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Wei Yan sitting for a while, Jing Li turned to look in a certain direction and asked him.