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Chapter 235 Give Winter Clothes

The autumn wind is blowing gently, blowing on people's faces and penetrating into people's hearts, but it still hasn't blown away the fog in the hearts of the partners.In just one night, the world seemed to have changed color.As His Majesty's companions, they had no idea when His Majesty became so intimate with King Wuling.

That day in Guolin, His Majesty clearly called out one brother at a time.

Yin Buli and Qin Shima watched Chu Lingxiao stride into His Majesty's carriage, and the carriage drove away.Immediately afterwards, the carriages of Bai Fusu and Ban Zhuojia also passed by.

Yin Buli was taken aback and quickly realized.Among the remaining four, she seemed to have no choice but to ride in a carriage with Qin Shima.

For the first time, Qin Shima didn't care about joy, and asked Yin Buli with a solemn expression: "You said, is your majesty really going to choose Wuling King as his husband?"

Yin Buli couldn't make up his mind, "From the surface, it means that."

Qin Shima was thoughtful, but remained silent for a while.

Yin Buli asked him what he was thinking. King Wuling’s background and family background were there. The Manchu dynasty could barely compare with him except for the horse, but the horse had already been wiped out by His Majesty. , no one can compete with him.

Now, His Majesty is suddenly getting close to King Wuling. From this point of view, the position of King Husband belongs to him.

Although the six monarchs and ministers had their own thoughts, the matter of picking made them spend a very happy day.

During this period, all kinds of "intimacy" between His Majesty and King Wuling naturally spread among the big and small families on the second day.

Ji Qiang was delighted to see such a result, and acquiesced to the news that spread quietly.For a time, the ruling and opposition parties all agreed that the position of King Husband must belong to King Wuling.

In the next few mornings, Liang Yanqing stopped making noise, and Ji Qiang's ears were finally quite clean.

With the "situation" settled, Chu Lingxiao intentionally reduced the number of times he met Ji Qiang alone. Such a cautious, or in other words, such an interesting move moved and saddened Ji Qiang.

However, Princess Yan, who used to work for her son in the court and the public, never entered the palace to face the saint even once despite the limelight.

Most people secretly praised Ji Li for being able to hold her breath, and those who were tactful couldn't help but think more. Although His Majesty valued King Wuling quite a lot in terms of actions, he has been reluctant to make his husband king for so long, which is really puzzling.

……

The season enters late autumn in the blink of an eye, and it is the cold clothes festival.

Shang Liujia presented Ji Qiang with a thick stack of winter clothes, which made her dazed for a while.

It has been a whole year since he took the throne.

Last year and today, when Shang Liujia presented these new clothes samples to her, she rejected them all.At that time, the imperial court lived like a year, and she had no spare money to make new clothes.So far, her remade old robes are still neatly folded in green clothes and stored in the cabinet.

Her lady-in-waiting said that it was a special day, and those old patchwork robes were kept as a memory.

Green Yi doesn't talk often, but his words are often surprising.

"The mind of Yuxiufang is more exquisite." Ji Qiang caressed those paintings, full of praise.

In the end, I only chose three homely items and three dresses.

Hearing that the new clothes of the holy king and the holy servants were also drawn, Ji Qiang chose a few clothes for them one by one, and everyone had one.

Except for Shang Xuan and Wang Shengjun who have one more cloak than others.

Ji Qiang thought carefully, Shanglin Garden was always cooler than the palace, not to mention those two people were already obsessed with opening up wasteland and farming, and they still didn't want to return to the palace after the autumn hunting, so she could only let them go.

The weather is getting colder, so make them a thick cloak, so that they can keep warm when they go to the mountains to open up wasteland in the future.

After the cloak was ready, another half month passed.

The weather was fine that day, so Ji Qiang personally went to Shanglin Garden to deliver winter clothes to the two elders.

Shanglin Court.

Wang Shengjun was overjoyed when he got the winter clothes from the Holy Majesty himself, and after receiving the winter clothes, he said goodbye happily, and he didn't even want to wait for a cup of tea.

As soon as the person left, Ji Qiang looked at Wang Shengjun's back and sighed: "Wang Yafu is still so cautious."

In this regard, Shang Xuan did not express any opinion.

Wang Shengjun, who was carrying his winter clothes back to Gaoquan Palace, let out a long sigh of relief. Just now, he saw that his winter clothes were exactly the same as those of Shang Xuan, so there was no "face" to stay.If he stays any longer, when His Majesty leaves, the monk appointed will remain silent for several days, like a big ice cube.

He was completely fed up with that cold look.

Therefore, in order to show that the two of them were quite different in front of His Majesty, he had no choice but to resist the urge to chat with His Majesty and return to the palace alone.

In fact, Wang Shengjun quite missed the time when His Majesty had not yet recognized Shang Xuan. At that time, he was the closest Yafu in His Majesty's heart.

Whenever he wants to talk to His Majesty, he can always find an opportunity, unlike now... Forget it, contentment.

Wang Shengjun put away his melancholy, and hurried back to the palace to try on the winter clothes with his arms in his arms.

……

"This person is really ugly. It's rare for His Majesty to come here. He didn't talk to His Majesty for a while, and he took gifts diligently."

Shang Xuan held the hot tea to Ji Qiang, "So, it seems that I am petty, as if I don't like him talking to His Majesty."

Ji Qiang: "..."

It's good that your old man knows!
"Have you ever thought about growing your hair?" Ji Qiang asked suddenly.

Shang Yao almost spit out the tea because he was talking about Wang Lanjun all the time, so what does it have to do with whether he grows hair or not?
After a while, Shang Yao just recalled, "Your Majesty means that I am too fussy as a monk?"

"Don't dare, don't dare."

"I'm just asking casually, don't mind."

What she said just now was really superfluous.

No matter men or women, once they get older, they are always different from before.

Shang Xuan didn't continue to ask questions, but his calm face didn't look good.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Ji Qiang personally tried on the winter clothes with him. After the winter clothes were tried on, Shang Yao gradually revealed a smile in his heart.

Ji Qiang leaned into his ear and whispered: "The fur of your cloak, but the spirit fox I personally hunted down, is better than Wang Yafu's."

Shang Xuan didn't say anything, but stared down at the big cloak, touched it again and again, and after a long while, he said solemnly, "It's rare to come here, stay for dinner."

Ji Qiang laughed: "Needless to say, I miss your cooking skills."

Without saying a word, Shang Xuan turned around and went to the back kitchen.

In the back kitchen, Wang Shengjun had already prepared the fish, vegetables, and rice noodles, and was just waiting for Shang Xiang to show off his skills.

"Do you know that she hunted the silver fox cloak that His Majesty gave you by herself? It's even better than mine." Shang Xuan said angrily when they first met.

Wang Shengjun's heart skipped a beat, let's just say, even if he hides far away, this person will not "let go" him easily.

After thinking for a while, Wang Shengjun said sincerely: "Why don't we change?"

Shang Xuan's breath stopped, and he couldn't bear to face the pure and innocent Wang Lanjun. However, he was very particular about acting, so he could only continue to say with a straight face: "Then what have I become? Don't try to ruin my image in front of Your Majesty."

Wang Shengjun couldn't bear it anymore, "What do you want!"

"What else can I do! Naturally, you cook a few more dishes today, thank you Your Majesty."

Wang Shengjun smiled openly, "You still need to say it!"

An hour later, the father and daughter happily enjoyed a delicious and sumptuous meal.

After the delicious food, Ji Qiang's lingering mood of gloom dissipated a lot.

(End of this chapter)