famous eldest daughter

Chapter 769
Xiao Yu was immersed in his own wonderful fantasy, when Ming Lu's voice suddenly came from behind. His hand trembled, and he heard a "stab" sound. The piece of rice paper in his hand that he had been drawing on all morning , was torn in half.

Seeing this, Ming Lu was stunned for a moment, and a few words came to his mind: He's in trouble!We're in big trouble!
Knowing that the disaster was serious and he would be beaten severely, but he was so shocked that he couldn't move his feet.

Xiao Yu stared blankly at the rice paper held half in his left hand and right hand, and a huge roar broke out in his heart: No! ! !

There was fire in his eyes, he clenched his fist, and with a rattling sound, the word "Ming Lu!" squeezed out from between his teeth, as if it were being sharpened back and forth on a dull knife.

At the same time, Hao stood up and reached out to grab Minglu.

"See if I don't break your legs today!"

A roar floated out from the sky above Xiao Yu's study room, followed by a heart-piercing scream, which made the old crow on the tree flutter its wings and tremble, and flew away screaming.

In this room, Xiao Yu and Ming Lu were fighting and chasing each other in the study. In that room, in the majestic palace, an old minister hunched over and headed straight towards the imperial study.

Even though the bluestone pavement in the palace was being swept with a big broom by the chamberlain, the snow was falling heavily. There was always a thin layer of snow on the pavement. If one walked on it and was not careful, he would fall down.

The old minister walked tremblingly. Beside him, a young chamberlain looked solemn and solemn, his eyes were fixed, and his hands were holding him tightly, as if he was holding a fragile vase.

After walking for a short time, I saw the head of the housekeeper on the opposite side, walking in a hurry, followed by a soft sedan chair behind him.

When he came to the old man, the steward bowed down with a smile on his face and said, "Why are you here in such weather? What should I do if we bump into each other?"

As he spoke, he greeted the little chamberlain in front of the old man, "Hurry up and help Mr. Han get into the sedan chair. Mr. Han is coming, and you didn't know to inform him in advance. On such a slippery ground, if Mr. Han makes a mistake, I don't think so. How many lives do you have?"

The harsh scolding caused the little chamberlain's already lowered head to drop further to his chest. He kept repeating, "My servant is wrong." His voice sounded like a mosquito.

After sitting on the soft sedan, the old man who was called Master Han with special respect by the chamberlain waved his hand and said, "Why are you scolding him? I am coming, how can he still twist me!"

The head chamberlain immediately stopped talking and turned around and said: "Your Majesty knew you were coming and was very anxious. He immediately asked his servants to carry a soft sedan over. He is waiting for you in the imperial study. He has prepared your favorite red robe. It happens to be snowing today, so I picked the snow from the plum blossoms in the plum garden and cooked it."

As he spoke, the soft sedan was lifted up, and the group of people went straight to the imperial study.

This Master Han is the emperor's mentor, Taifu Han Chao'en. He is only 50 years old now, but he has not been involved in government affairs for seven or eight years.

On weekdays, he just reads and paints at home, and makes friends with poems. In his spare time, he will go to the palace to chat with the emperor for a few cups of tea. He is rich in knowledge, has good conduct, and is highly respected by the emperor.

Even more so when he was young, when he was poisoned and assassinated, he snatched away the fatal bowl of soup in time and drank it himself.

The bowl of poisoned soup, although the imperial doctor tried his best to revive him with all his medical skills, his originally straight back was bent forever and could no longer be straightened. This bend made him It's a lifetime.

But even so, this event that was originally a catastrophe for everyone had a general impact on him. After the poison was lifted and he recovered from his illness, he was still talking and laughing happily. Still, he never mentioned this matter to the emperor who was already in power, let alone used it to seek rewards and honors.

At that time, the emperor had no doubts about that matter.

A bowl of poisonous soup. If he knew it was poisonous, he would just stop it. Even if he couldn't stop it, he could just tell him. He was the Tutor and the Emperor's mentor. Whether he was the Emperor or the Prince, he almost obeyed his words.

Why put that bowl of poisonous soup down your throat?

But he did it.

However, no matter how strong the suspicion was, it could not withstand the verification of the long years in the future. His waist could no longer bend. In his life, he had never interfered in the government affairs, never recommended anyone to the emperor, and never interfered in anything... …

All this was enough to dispel all the emperor's doubts. Even to this day, he still couldn't figure out why Han Chaoen poured poison soup on himself.

The heavy snow that had started falling all over the sky since last night was getting heavier and heavier. By the time they reached the door of the royal study, the top of the head of the chamberlain was already covered with white flowers.

After brushing off the snow flakes on his head, the soft sedan stopped, and he helped Han Chaoen get out of the sedan with his own hands. He walked a few steps to the door. Just as the steward was about to push the door in, he was stopped by Han Chaoen, "You must report first."

The chamberlain said with a smile: "Your Majesty knows that it is you who is here. Besides, there is no reason for you to wait."

Han Chaoen shook his head, with a stubborn look on his face, "You must follow the rules."

The head chamberlain smiled and said no more. He stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, "Your Majesty, Master Han is here."

As soon as the words fell, a warm reply came from inside, "Come in quickly."

As the emperor's words came out, the chamberlain opened the door, stretched out his hand to invite Han Chaoen in, and waited until Han Chaoen crossed the threshold. He followed closely, followed in, and closed the door with both hands.

Just when he turned around, his eyes glanced at Han Chaoen, and he saw a smile on his downturned face. The smile was so weird that his originally calm heart suddenly stirred up waves.

This smile, he has seen it before, must have seen it.

He frowned slightly, and as he closed the door, thoughts were flying in his mind, but they were all fleeting and he couldn't catch anything.

Turning around again, Han Chaoen was already kneeling on his knees, saluting respectfully, "I pay homage to Your Majesty."

When the chamberlain passed by him and walked towards the emperor, Han Chaoen stood up after finishing his courtesy. His eyes quickly glanced at Han Chaoen's mouth and eyebrows, but they were as usual, nothing strange. However, the chamberlain's heart was different. I can't calm down either.

The emperor smiled, stretched out his hand to help, "Get up quickly, why is such heavy snow coming today." After saying that, he added: "I will give you a seat and serve tea."

As the emperor finished speaking, a young chamberlain immediately stepped forward, gave Han Chaoen a hand, and led him to the seat given by the emperor. Another chamberlain brought hot tea.

"Try the plum blossoms and silver snow that was cooked this morning. Would you like it?" The emperor said as he picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip of it as if enjoying it.

As soon as Han Chaoen sat down, he stood up again to thank him with a respectful gesture.

Over the years, no matter how much Han Chaoen has received his attention and favor, he has never been willing to mess up the rules. Although sometimes he feels that it is too cumbersome and polite, he can only let him go.

The emperor didn't know what was going on. The head chamberlain standing behind him, after the huge wave in his heart just now, looked at Han Chaoen now. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that his movements were extremely awkward.

But what was so awkward about it, I couldn't tell for a moment.

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