Don't help me, I can sit up by myself

The emperor is the best to his slaves. "Gao Rang quickly held the emperor's arm and expressed sympathy.

"You obviously brought money, why did you say you didn't bring it?"

Gao Rang rolled his eyes and said, "Slave, what are you thinking? If you give the half-money to Du Changzai, and Du Changzai sells you a bowl of soup, wouldn't it be too boring? This slave has just recently listened to Nanfu's opera singing, and the opera's text is Li said that between people, there should be debts and debts. If there is debts, there will be adventures next time. At this time, the emperor owes Du Changzai half a fortune. Isn't it a debt? The emperor and Du Changzai are between them. There’s more to it.”

The emperor laughed and said: "You are such a human being, you are still hiding it. You should have said no to me earlier. But this kind of debt should not happen to me and Du Changzai. After all, she is so stingy and half-financed." They refuse to pay for anything on credit. It seems that I can’t eat the wolfberry and pea tips from Yongfu Palace.”

"Maybe it's not delicious." Gao Rang followed the emperor with small steps.

"The cracked fruit roasted in Yongfu Palace was yellow and extremely smelly. It almost made the slave faint." Gao Rang muttered.

"It made me almost cry." The emperor was also frightened.

As night falls, the sky is filled with stars, but there are only a few stars.

Looking at the palace lanterns swaying on the star-picking tower in the distance, there are few people walking in the palace with high walls.

On a snowy night, if nothing happens, the doors of each palace will be locked early, and the ladies will basically start to take off their makeup and wash themselves during the unitary hour.

The golden bell of Taihe Palace rang eight times.

The emperor leaned over the desk and opened a memorial. The memorial was a greeting note. It said, "How are you, Your Majesty? I miss you very much and would like to take advantage of my return to Beijing next year to visit you."

The signature is Cui Zhen.

The emperor didn't even think about who this Cui Zhen was.

"He is from the Cui family. He is the younger son of Cui Yi, the brother-in-law of Du Zhong, the censor of the fifth rank. At the banquet in the palace the year before last, your Majesty noticed that he has some martial arts skills. You also heard that Cui Zhen is very powerful. He was extremely powerful and powerful, so he was asked to follow the King of Yue to the frontier fortress for training. After two years of training, it is said that he had four or five achievements, large and small. Children in the frontier fortress were scared to cry when they heard Cui Zhen's name. Now, it seems that the emperor has a discerning eye and knows how to reuse talents."

Cui Zhen.

Pull the mountain out of the world.

It's him.

Impressed.

Isn't it just that at the palace banquet, when everyone is showing off their talents, drinking, punching, and making poems and orders, he bends down and lifts the entire banquet above his head, making the people at the table stare at him with their chopsticks.

Unexpectedly, this half-hearted person wrote the memorial very affectionately.

"I miss you very much and would like to visit you when I return to Beijing next year." Such affectionate words came from the mouth of a martial artist. It's a pity that Du Changzai couldn't learn from her. This ruthless woman is so worthless. She didn't buy anything on credit, and she didn't even want to send a wolfberry or pea tip. She hadn't been to the Supreme Harmony Palace to say hello for several days.

He saw a ghost. He was clearly concentrating on reading the memorial, but Du Jiyan suddenly popped up in his mind. The emperor also found it strange.

Could it be that he was actually missing that woman?

The long case is full of discounts.

The golden bell rang eight times.

Gao Rang flipped the wick thoughtfully.

The wick jumped, and something fiery red flashed in the emperor's eyes.

His eyes were already clear and deep, and the beating candlelight made them more enthusiastic. Soon, this enthusiasm was suppressed, and the emperor's eyes were as cold as ice.

Gao Rang bowed and waited: "I'm sorry for talking too much. Is it because Lord Cui Zhen's memorial made the emperor unhappy? Lord Cui is a military commander and doesn't read many books. The emperor will be more considerate and it will be over."

"Gao Rang, eunuchs interfering in government should be punished with death."

Gao Rang's knees softened and he knelt down: "Your Majesty, I don't dare to speak anymore. It's all my fault for talking too much. I know I was wrong."

The emperor was sitting on a nanmu dragon-carved chair. He flipped through the memorials on the left and put them back. He couldn't stand it any longer. He simply put his head on his hands and leaned on the long desk and said lazily: "Get up, I'm willing to bear it." I can’t kill you.”

Gao Rang grinned.

The emperor took out Cui Zhen's fold again. This Cui Zhen was not very impressed.But Cui Zhen is the youngest son of Cui Yi, the brother-in-law of Du Zhong, the fifth-rank supervisory censor, and Lingtai Lang, the fourth-rank imperial supervisor. That means he is Du Jiyan's cousin?
Du Jiyan's cousins ​​who were thousands of miles away had all expressed their concern for the emperor, but Du Jiyan who was close at hand was very cold.

Has she started doing business and making money, so she has forgotten the real reason why she entered the palace?

Gao Rang had served the emperor for many years. How could he not understand the emperor's thoughts: "The emperor wants to eat wolfberry and pea tips? May I ask the imperial kitchen to make a portion and send it over?"

"You did it on purpose, Gao Rang."

"Hehe. If the emperor really wants to eat wolfberry and pea tips, I will go to Yongfu Palace to deliver the order."

"No, I don't want to eat, not at all." He didn't want to eat this at all, the emperor said through gritted teeth. Even Gao Rang understood his thoughts. Didn't Du Jiyan understand anything?Does it mean that the emperor has to ask for a plate of wolfberry and pea tips one after another?Can't afford to lose face.

The emperor leaned on the long desk and sighed against a pile of folding papers.

Huang Zhu jumped a little, and there was a sound on the door curtain.

Gao Rang ran out smartly, and then announced at the top of his lungs, even his voice was full of joy: "Du Changzai from Yongfu Palace is here to greet the emperor."

"Let her come in." The emperor suddenly sat up from the long desk, sitting upright and meticulous, like a primary school student who saw the class teacher entering the classroom. He also specially trimmed his hair and straightened his dragon robe. By the way, The memorials on the long desk were arranged neatly and stacked neatly in front of him, creating the illusion that I was very busy, taking care of everything, and that I was an emperor engaged in career.

Gao Rang opened the curtain and came in, just in time to see the emperor holding a brush dipped in cinnabar and writing furiously. The concentration of writing and writing was completely different from the way he just lay softly on the long desk and groaned.

There are also quite a few scenes involving the emperor.

Gao Rang suppressed his laughter: "Your Majesty, Du Chang is here to pay your respects, carrying something."

"I am busy with state affairs, let her wait in the side hall." The emperor said seriously, spreading out the memorial and writing quickly on it, he looked like a proper workaholic.

Du Jiyan had to wait in the side hall.

Of course, Du Jianyan knew it well.

Naturally, the emperor suffered a defeat in the Yongfu Palace, so to give her a warning, he had to put her in the Taihe Palace for a while to show his authority.

Gao Rang brought tea and took a look at the food box on the small table.

The food box exudes a faint sweet aroma. This sweet aroma makes people feel like they are on the spring grassland. The clear taste envelopes the Taihe Palace. The avocados ordered in the Taihe Palace are not as sweet. .

The emperor was still minding the batch of memorials.

Gao Rang whispered: "Your Majesty, Du Changzai is already waiting in the side hall."

"Then let her wait. I have a lot of work to do, and these memorials will take me half a night to discuss."

"Your Majesty, the food will be cold soon."

"What kind of food did she bring?" The emperor raised his brush and closed the memorial.

"The emperor hasn't eaten yet. How dare you open the food box? However, the smell is delicious. After all, it is a food for you, the emperor. Du Changzai still has to use all his strength. Food, it is best to keep it warm. Eat, the taste will be reduced when it gets cold. What do you think, Your Majesty?" "What else can I say after you've said it all?" The Emperor stroked his hands and strode to the side hall.

"You still want to bring me food so late. Du Changzai really cares about me. Is he the same person as the Du Changzai in Yongfu Palace who is so willing to fight for even a small amount of money? I have to take a closer look." As the emperor spoke, he put his arms around Du Jiyan's neck. His face was close to Du Jiyan's, so close that Du Jiyan could clearly see his long eyelashes and the emotion in his eyes. Teasing.

"This is what a concubine should do." Du Jiyan pretended to be respectful.

"Du Changzai cares about me, and I also miss Du Changzai."

"The honor of a concubine."

"My beloved concubine."

"I was afraid that the emperor would be too tired, so I specially made a meal and delivered it myself."

"My beloved, it's freezing cold. Thank you for your hard work. Please reach out your hand and let me warm it for you."

The two people spoke in different accents, one speaking more pleasantly than the other. They almost said these pleasant words through clenched back molars.

The emperor even took out twelve ounces of silver and gave it to Du Jiyan: "My dear, my concubine is very clever and clever, but I can't let your trip go in vain."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward. Your Majesty is so considerate."

It seems like they are exchanging business blows, but actually they want to stab each other?
The atmosphere is weird.

Don't stay here for long.

Gao Rang was not a fool, so he ran away quickly.

So he hurriedly backed out with the fly whisk in his arms, taking the maids and eunuchs out with him.

In an instant, only the emperor and Du Jiyan were left in the bustling Taihe Palace.

When the palace door closed, the emperor's face instantly turned cold, and the hand caressing Du Jiyan's neck immediately withdrew, unable to act for one more second.

Du Jiyan also consciously knelt on the carpet and tilted his head, looking like a lamb at the mercy of others. He wanted to be as obedient as he wanted, as humble as he wanted, like a little daughter-in-law.

"What's the matter? Talk." The emperor sat carelessly on the soft couch, lifted up his robe and stared at Du Jiyan: "Didn't you praise me just now? Why don't you praise me a few more times?"

"The emperor's wisdom and martial prowess cannot be praised by his concubines."

"Hypocritical." The emperor laughed. Du Jiyan didn't visit the Palace of Supreme Harmony for several days to greet him. The emperor was left out and he wanted to be angry with her. After seeing her aggrieved look, the emperor's anger was mostly gone: "Specially for Did I make wolfberry pea tips? I knew you were still thinking about me. You were clearly thinking about me, but you still insisted on accepting half-money. The duplicitous woman made me unable to step down in front of the slaves. Don’t I have no face? ?”

"I know I was wrong, but"

"But what?"

Du Jiyan knelt there, staring at the emperor's boots with aggrieved eyes. The patterns of thousands of miles of clouds were outlined with silver thread on the boots. The skills of the embroiderers were really good. These boots were worth at least three or four taels of silver. It is enough to support the people of Chen State for half a year.

The emperor wears a wide robe and a jade belt around his waist. The robe is brocaded and the jade belt is warm and moist. This outfit will keep the embroiderers busy for a month or two at least.

But she was just doing some small business, making half-money, half-money, and the emperor wanted to take credit. If he opened the door, everyone would take credit from now on. As a small person, I can't chase after the empresses and ask for debts. Bar.

Thinking of this, Du Jiyan raised his head and tried to squeeze out a few tears: "The emperor also knows that I am doing a small business and can't earn a few taels of silver."

"In this case, why not stop this business and serve me? If I am happy, I can reward you with something."

"Concubine, let's continue doing small business."

This dishonest woman.

The emperor closed his eyes: "When you come to the palace to do business, those who don't know think that I have treated you harshly. You are living in poverty and precarious, so you are thinking of ways to make money. Du Jiyan, I have not treated you harshly, right?"

Du Jiyan shook his head.

"Then why are you working so hard to earn money?"

"It's a long story."

"It's okay, I can waste a little of my time." The emperor was very interested and prepared to eat melon.

Du Jiyan opened the food box. The food box was divided into three layers. The first layer contained wolfberry pea tips, the second layer was a bowl of steamed three-color rice, and the third layer was half a fruitwood-smoked squab.

The wolfberry is bright red, the pea tips are extremely fresh, and the fruitwood-smoked squab is just right. It has the sweetness of the fruitwood and the unique aroma of the squab. The skin is dark red and crispy and covered with a layer of icing sugar. You can hear the rustle when you touch the silver chopsticks. .That bowl of three-color rice is ordinary rice, just dyed three colors with vegetables and juice. The color is so beautiful that people can't help but want to eat another bowl.

"Your Majesty, please eat first. It won't be good if the food gets cold." Du Jiyan served the Emperor personally.

The emperor still wanted to pick up his accent, but the food tasted so good.

Have dinner.

As soon as I took a bite of the fruitwood-smoked squab, I heard voices on the porch.

It’s the longan from Jingren Palace.

"The Queen is unwell. Your Majesty Wei asked your servant to come and tell the Emperor." Guiyuan knelt in front of the Emperor.

The queen was often sick, and most of the time she just asked an imperial physician to take a look at her.

This time Guiyuan went to the Taihe Palace in person to convey the message. The queen might be seriously ill.

Sure enough, I heard Guiyuan say: "Since mid-afternoon, the Empress has been vomiting non-stop. She has vomited seven or eight times for three or four hours. The Empress is already weak and cannot withstand all this. Her complexion has turned yellow and she cannot eat anything." No less, lying in Jingren Palace, my hands were trembling, and I had lost all the strength to speak. The slaves were scared, but it was Guiren Wei who stabilized the situation, called the imperial doctor to see the empress, and asked the slaves to come to Taihe. The palace asks your Majesty to make the decision."

The squab smoked with fruit wood had no flavor anymore, and the emperor was worried: "What did the imperial doctor say?"

"When I came to invite you, the imperial doctor had not yet arrived."

"Go to Jingren Palace." The emperor called Gao Rang.

After leaving the gate of Taihe Palace, the emperor seemed to remember something again, turned back, and said in a warm voice to Du Jiyan, who was stunned: "It's snowy and the road is slippery. When you return to Yongfu Palace, be careful where you step."

Du Jiyan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. He only felt that the emperor's back quickly disappeared outside the palace.

Outside the hall, there was only flying snow and a howling cold wind.

The snow fell silently, and the palace was quiet. The doors of each palace had been closed for a long time, and I was probably going to sleep by now.

On the long corridor, Du Jiyan held the palace lantern and walked toward Yongfu Hall.

Along the way, she thought a lot.

Although the Empress is not in full swing, she is not sick either. Why did she suddenly vomit so badly?
Although the Empress was born into a noble family, she was not squeamish. She would deal with any physical discomfort on her own and rarely went to the Palace of Supreme Harmony to invite the Emperor.

Is it possible that the Queen is seriously ill?
But the imperial doctor went to Jingren Palace almost every day to ask for pulse, and did not say there was anything strange about the queen.