Feng Heming

Chapter 164

Yue Huarong has long been accustomed to the way things are done today. Today, the Holy Majesty is not like the king of a country, but more like a bandit. He behaves violently, and often beats and scolds the eunuchs and maids who are accompanying him at every turn.

In the one month or so since he lived in the Beique Palace, he had seen two eunuchs and a palace maid being killed with sticks, and there was not a single day when those who served in the Beique Palace were not in fear.

Moreover, this holy majesty is particularly lustful. From the skills he learned from those sisters and old bustards, it can be seen that all the maids in Beique Palace have been broken.

He himself has personally experienced it, if he hadn't intentionally made himself bleeding profusely, if the imperial doctor hadn't said that he would die if he continued like this, this person would definitely favor him every night.

These days, he has been keeping a close eye on the leopard. When it comes to fighting, Jinshang is a good player. When it comes to managing the government, if there are Jiuqing support in the court, Beiliang would have been played by Jinshang long ago.

Being able to survive until now, Yue Huarong felt that this was due to the blessing of the shadow left by the late emperor, and it was also the reason why he had only been enthroned for three years, otherwise, let's wait and see in three years.

"Your Majesty calm down. If your Majesty gets angry for Hua Rong, then it's Hua Rong's fault. Hua Rong might as well leave, so as not to cause your Majesty to go to war. His dragon body is important."

With a hint of disapproval on Yue Huarong's face, he was about to break free from the Holy Master's grasp, and was held down by the Holy Master.

"Okay, okay, I know that Yue Lang is worried about my dragon body, I understand it all, I won't get angry, Yue Lang just take a look, this is the book of what you said yesterday that you want to read, I specially asked someone to collect it for you Look, do you like it?"

A big rough hand pointed to the books stacked as thick as memorials on the desk, and said with a hint of expectation.

Yue Huarong glanced down at the script, raised his head and faced a rough, weathered Chinese character face, he smiled, like a spring flower blooming, "Huarong, thank you for your concern."

Chen Xiong laughed loudly, patted Yue Huarong's hand with the other hand, touched his slender fingers reluctantly, and then said: "In that case, Yue Lang is here to read the story book, and I will go to review the memorial."

Chen Xiong touched Yue Huarong's hand again, and then let it go. After returning to the dragon case, he bent his knees boldly and sat down.

After reading a few memorials, Chen Xiong couldn't bear to put them on the dragon case, and said with dissatisfaction, "Teacher Jiang is really becoming more and more useless. I have to read such a trivial matter. Anyang County in Xiangzhou is because of It snowed heavily for more than ten days, how many people died?
When the dead are buried, what do you say to me!Heavy snow in Jixian County, Youzhou?Then send someone to shovel the snow, is this still useful!Does the county magistrate of Ji County eat dry rice?
I am so angry! "

A surge of hostility gushed out from the bottom of Yue Huarong's heart, and it took him a lot of patience to suppress it.

Ha, the people of Beiliang really have suffered from blood mold for eight lifetimes before they have such an emperor.

It has been snowing heavily in Anyang County for more than ten days, and people who died still have to submit a memorial. It is obvious that they can’t hold on. I hope the court can help to relieve them. I hope that the imperial court can allocate winter clothes and other things for heating.

Ji County has been blocked by heavy snow. How heavy is the snow?How can ordinary people open snow road passages?Only an army with sufficient winter clothes and a strong body can have the ability to open the mountain road. Otherwise, under such a siege in Ji County, it is unknown how many people would die.

Yue Huarong heard that Chen Xiong was still swearing, really, really
The killing intent in his heart was even worse.

"Return to the Holy Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince seeks to see you." A small yellow door came in and reported.

Chen Xiong stopped cursing and said, "Xuan come in."

Soon, the crown prince came in at a fast pace, and when he saw Yue Huarong sitting in the imperial study, he paused slightly, and then moved forward again, "I pay my respects to my father, I wish my father a long life and good health."

Chen Xiong waved his hand, "Get up, are you feeling better?"

The prince was so drunk the night before yesterday that he didn't even go to court yesterday, and he only entered the palace today to say hello. Hearing this, the prince looked as usual, "Thank you for your love, my son is much better."

Chen Xiong didn't think it was a big deal for his son to drink too much, he drank a lot when he was young, wouldn't it be embarrassing for his son not to drink?
"Why did you come to the palace?" Chen Xiong asked.

The crown prince cupped his hands, "Father, due to the heavy snow on the beams in the west of the capital, several houses collapsed, one person died and seven were injured. My minister wants to order the artisans of the Da Sikong Mansion to repair it."

Before the prince finished speaking, Chen Xiong interrupted impatiently, "Why do you need to report such trivial matters? You really have nothing to do!"

Because of the presence of an outsider like Yue Huarong, he didn't want to be humiliated by his father in public, the prince blushed suddenly, and quickly lowered his head and said, "I know I was wrong."

Chen Xiongyuan was upset, and waved his hand when he saw this, "Go down, you don't need to repay me for such trivial matters in the future. You are the prince, and I asked you to assist Da Sikong in handling the government affairs of the Da Sikong government, why are you like a stunned young man, I can't even make a decision on such a trivial matter, I'm really indecisive, how can you let me rest assured that I will hand over the country to you?"

The words were too serious, panic flashed in the eyes of the prince, and he admitted his mistake again, "I know my mistake, I hope my father will forgive me."

"Go down and reflect on yourself." Seeing that Chen Xiong was upset, he asked the prince to step down.

After the crown prince left, Yue Huarong said, "Your Majesty, you have wrongly blamed the crown prince."

His voice was like the ding-dong of a clear spring, and the coolness just rightly poured out the anger in Chen Xiong's heart.

Seeing that it was his favorite Yue Lang who spoke, Chen Xiong's anger gradually subsided, and he looked at him curiously, asking, "Why did Yue Lang say that?"

"As a minister, it is the duty of the minister to report the matter to you; as a son, you are the king's father, and it is only when he reports everything to you as a son that he is filial.

This is the prince's duty as a son and a minister, and it is also his will. How can you scold me, my lord?And you are a sage, should the affairs of the world be in your hands? "

Yue Huarong disagreed and shook his head slightly.

The attendant eunuch sweated for him, this Mr. Yue Lang was really daring, and he didn't know if Long Yan would be furious when the Holy Majesty heard these words that almost accused him, so he secretly glanced at him.

Chen Xiong was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while, and laughed again, "Yue Lang is right, I thought wrongly, and wrongly blamed the crown prince. Send an order to give the crown prince a hundred gold."

Then he looked at Yue Huarong again, and said with a smile: "Yue Lang speaks frankly, and I will be rewarded! Give Yue Lang a pair of Shouchun decorations, five pieces of gold-woven silk and satin, and a white sable fur cloak."

The attendant eunuch sighed inwardly, the rewards given to Yue Huarong amounted to more than a hundred gold, especially that white mink fur cloak was rare, Concubine Rou wanted to ask the Holy Majesty for white mink fur and wanted to make a cloak, but the Holy Majesty refused. Now the sage took it out to make a cloak for Yue Huarong, and Yue Huarong should not be messed with.

Yue Huarong immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "Hua Rong kowtows to thank the emperor, the emperor's grace is mighty."

His forehead touched the ground, and no one could see the slightly upward arc of his mouth, with a trace of cruelty.

(End of this chapter)