The Regent's Tender Darling

"I know this, and the regent also told me about it."

Yan Anzhi was naturally happy that Da Han could leave the palace. Everything was good inside the palace, but not as good as outside.

Sometimes he could even envy the common people outside the palace, who could go out on the streets to have fun and walk around all day long, and they lived more comfortably than the emperor himself.

"The Aijia will not accompany the emperor tomorrow. The old headache has returned recently." After saying this, the Queen Mother raised her hand and rubbed her temples.

When Yan Anzhi heard this, his expression became cautious, and he said, "Then the Queen Mother will rest well. Don't worry about this matter. My sons and ministers will take care of it."

Then he helped the Queen Mother walk inside, and said as he walked: "The wind has been strong recently, and my mother's head hurts again. It's better to go out less often. I found a piece of good fox skin for my mother to use as a forehead protector. Today I'm in a hurry to get out, so I'll have someone bring it to my mother later."

The Queen Mother paused slightly, and then said with a smile: "The Emperor is interested. The Ai family is already old but they can't use these precious things. The imperial concubine is pregnant now, so the Emperor should pay more attention to her."

"But your concubine is pregnant, so you have to be more careful about everything so that you won't be too upset."

He couldn't touch this pregnant woman, he could only look at her. Gradually, he no longer wanted to go to the imperial concubine's place.

Seeing this, the Queen Mother preached: "Emperor, the emperor should be more concerned about your concubine's pregnancy. When the Ai family was pregnant, the late emperor often came to visit her."

"What the Queen Mother said is that I will go visit the imperial concubine later."

The next day.

When dawn breaks.

The side door of the palace opened, and a man riding a tall horse came out first. He was the new commander of the imperial army, with dozens of imperial guards behind him.

At this time, the main gate of the palace was slowly opened. A bright yellow carriage was supported by people. Emperor Yan Anzhi was sitting inside, opening the curtain and looking outside.

The group of people marched to the Royal Street in a mighty manner. At a glance, they saw that both sides of the Royal Street were full of people kneeling in worship. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to move easily.

When we arrived at Daxiangguo Temple, the highly respected abbot presided over the ceremony. This ceremony was not long because it happened every year, and Yan Anzhi was able to handle it very well.

After this ceremony, he should have returned to the palace, but this year is like previous years. Yan Anzhi will not leave unless he stays at the Daxiangguo Temple for half an hour.

After changing into casual clothes, Yan Anzhi said: "You don't have to follow me, I'll walk by myself."

Although the Daxiangguo Temple is not big, it is also novel to Yan Anzhi.

When he walked to a courtyard, Yan Anzhi saw a different person. Every year he came, except for the monks from the Daxiangguo Temple, no one else was allowed in the Daxiangguo Temple.

The man was wearing a gray-blue Taoist robe, with white hair and a white beard. He held a fly whisk in his hand and looked like an immortal.

It turned out to be an old Taoist priest, but the old Taoist looked at the cage on the table and never looked at him, as if he hadn't noticed him.

"Who are you?" Yan Anzhi said as he walked over. When he got closer, he saw crickets in the cage. It's winter, and these crickets can still fight! It's really novel.

"Where did you get crickets here?"

Only then did the old Taoist look at him, as if he were an old god, and said with a smile: "I raised him myself."

"You raised them yourself?" Yan Anzhi looked closer and said, "Can you give me two?"

Although he was asking, he knew that if he wanted it, the old Taoist priest would definitely give it to him.

The old Taoist smiled heartily and said: "Why don't the young master and the poor Tao fight against this cricket? If the young master wins, the poor Taoist will give it to himself."