Empress: The Old Emperor's Way to Pursue His Wife

Chapter 121 Homage (5)

Xiao Shujin's imperial study room, he was dressed in plain clothes and had a warm and faint smile on his face.If it weren't for the uncontrollable evil spirit in his brows and eyes, Xiao Yi's almost scholarly attire would give Xiao Yi the illusion of going back to the past for a moment.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Since Xiao Yi's body has been fully cultivated, the place where she sees Xiao Shu is more often in the hall, early in the morning.Unless Xiao Yi summoned him, he seldom came to see her sister, and there were only a handful of private conversations between the two of them.

It's hard for Xiao Yi to think it's not surprising.

Xiao Shu saluted, sat down under Xiao Yi's instruction, and said, "The Empress..."

"Brother." Xiao Yi was upset, "Shut up if you don't change your mouth." She still didn't believe that she couldn't cure Mo Yanxiao, even Xiao Shu.

"This..." Xiao Shu's eyes flickered, and he quietly glanced at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi sorted out a pile of melon kernels that had just been peeled. "Xiao Shu, you are really too. The more this official gets bigger, the more arrogant he is."

"A humble minister...how dare I be the emperor..." Xiao Shu saw Xiao Yi looking at him with wounds in his eyes, paused for a while, then said: "Yueyue."

Along with the sigh, there is a deep sense of helplessness.

How could he not know what he did and how it felt to Xiao Yi, because he was also involved in it.But as he saw more and experienced more, he also gradually understood why the Xiao family had the ancestral precept not to be an official in the court.

Xiao Shu once thought that when the great Chu country is stable, and when Xiao Yi, the young emperor, is completely seated on the dragon chair, he will ask for his resignation and return.But now...

"Yueyue, mother asked me to ask about Xiao Xi'er's first birthday." Xiao Shu explained why he came here.

Counting the time, Xiao Xi is about to turn one year old, and Xiao Yi hasn't seen this cute little thing for some time.

Recalling the hardships she suffered when she gave birth to Xiaoxi, and the first thing she saw when she woke up, Xiao Yi couldn't tell what it was like in her mind.

When she heard that Xiao Yi named their daughter Xiao Xi, she couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Xi, News Pavilion, Xiao Yi did it on purpose.

However, when she knew the meaning of the word Xi, and when she learned that Xiao Yi had issued the imperial edict, she couldn't laugh anymore.For women to participate in politics, she, Xiao Yi, started it. She never wanted to make a woman as a heir, and it was her daughter who started it.

Xiao Yi knew that what Xiao Yi did was for her own good.But now there is no objection, but it is because Mo Yanxiao and Wei Liu, two important officials of the court, both support it. As for the future... who can guarantee how many variables there will be.

Xiao Yi objected, but Xiao Yi said, "Yueyue, maybe you were the one who left the gate of hell, but why didn't I walk with you once. Yueyue, life and death suffering once is enough, I don't want to and can't afford to go through this." This kind of test. You know, without you, what is the use of this great Chu country, and what is the meaning of living. "

Xiao Yi's words made Xiao Yi never mention the matter of abolishing the reserve.It's just that she devoted herself wholeheartedly to political affairs, so that Xiao Xi'er's future journey would be easier.

"Xiao Xi'er is going to be one year old?" Xiao Yi was surprised, the peeled melon kernels scattered all over the ground in front of him.

"Well, it's one year old." Although Xiao Yi didn't know why Xiao Yi was so panicked, she enjoyed Xiao Yi's frightened appearance very much.

"Why so fast!" Xiao Yi got up from the soft couch, walked back and forth in the house in full clothes without even putting on her shoes, and wailed, "Xiao Xi'er will be one year old, and in a few years she will It will grow up slim and graceful, and then it will be missed by a bunch of little bastards, and then someone will snatch away my little Xi'er, and then my little Xi'er will belong to someone else."

Xiao Yihan, Xiao Shudai.

Xiao Yi just turned one year old and thought so far, is this too much to worry about, and Xiao Xi is the crown prince, who dares to think about it!If it weren't for that person being a dragon and a phoenix, who would dare to provoke the prince of a country.As for this becoming someone else's home, it is even more absurd.

Xiao Yi sneered, thinking back to the past when Xiao Moyu learned that Xiao Yi had unreasonable thoughts on her, he protected her.And because she only remembers having fun and her mind is not open, she completely ignores Xiao Yi's affection for her.

Now, Xiao Yi has become Xiao Moyu, just thinking about it makes him overjoyed.

Xiao Xi's first birthday celebration is scheduled to be after Wei Huaiyin's return to Beijing. It is not only to celebrate the prince's birthday, but also to express the empress's importance to the country's heroes.

At this time, Wei Huaiyin was wearing an official hat and gown on a national "tour", staged one after another beheading corrupt officials.

At this time, these dramas are almost coming to an end, and it won't take long for Wei Huaiyin to return home with a full name.

The dead leaves are all gone, the sky is covered with heavy snow, and the inside and outside of Kyoto are covered with plain snow.

In the main hall, it is heated at room temperature under the brazier.

After the modification by the Ministry of Industry personnel, the heating system in the palace is already very good. The burning wood is not consumed too much and is not fast, and the heating effect is much better than before.

Xiao Yi leaned on the dragon chair, yawning again and again, "Master Mo Xiang didn't come today?"

"Return to the emperor, Mr. Mo is not in good health, he has sent his servant to ask for rest." The servant behind Xiao Yi stepped forward to report.

Xiao Yi waved his hand, his sleepy eyes turned slightly, and the meaning in them was completely hidden.

The servant took a few steps on his hind legs, raised his head and shouted: "There is something to play, and nothing to retreat to."

After the words fell, some officials came out to report the matters in hand.

On the right back of the dragon chair, the curtain hangs inside, Xiao Yi is sitting upright, listening to the official's report carefully, but her pair of phoenix eyes unconsciously glance at the vacant space of the head of the civil official.

Mo Yanxiao's health is getting worse and worse, especially on this icy and snowy day.

For this reason, Xiao Yi also specially asked Xiao Shu to find the genius doctor who healed his legs, but he didn't even need to go to Beijing to see him, so he told him that there was no cure.

"Alas." Xiao Yi sighed, only to hear a report from outside, "Kowtow to the emperor, first-rank censor Wei Huaiyin, Mr. Wei has gone outside the capital."

"Wei Huaiyin is back!" Xiao Yi jumped up from the dragon chair, "Quick, dear friends, follow me out of the palace to greet you."

Xiao Yi led a group of ministers out of the palace in a hurry, to welcome the "eminent monk" who had completed his merits and virtues.Xiao Yi didn't delay any longer. After a word, the maids and nuns in the palace were like ants on a frying pan, they were so busy that they never stopped.

It was night, and candles were brightly lit inside and outside the palace.In the main hall, singing and dancing are peaceful.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty wished the crown prince a happy birthday and congratulated Wei Huaiyin on his achievements, and the hall was full of joy.

Xiao Yi hugged Xiao Xi'er and sat down on the table specially added for Xiao Moyu and his wife, teasing Xiao Xi'er who had started to babble with them, talking and laughing.

Mo Yanxiao, who had always been ill and did not attend the morning court, was sitting alone in his seat, wearing a bearskin cloak that Xiao Yi had given him last year.

Qing Huang's face became thinner and thinner.Facing the toast from his colleagues, Mo Yanxiao raised the wine glass in his hand high and took a sip.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes.It's just that every time his eyes glanced over the seats where the Xiao family was sitting, a little light would appear in his eyes.

Xiao Yi got up from the dragon chair, walked down the dragon seat with a wine glass and a jug of wine, came to Wei Huaiyin's seat, and poured him a glass of wine with his own hands.

"Wei Aiqing is so miserable, I will pour you a glass of thin wine, I hope Wei Aiqing will not dislike it." Xiao Yi held up the wine glass in his hand high.

Wei Huaiyin faced each other with a glass of wine, "The emperor loves you so much, but it's too late for my humble minister to thank you, so how could you despise him?"

After the words fell, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and whispered again: "Your Majesty, don't worry, everything is in order."

"Well, Wei Aiqing is tired, come here, I'll toast you again." After several cups of warm wine, Xiao Yi became excited, and walked up to Mo Yanxiao with the jug in hand.

"How is Mr. Mo Xiang? Are the medicines that the Empress sent you from the News Pavilion useful?" Xiao Yi added a glass of wine to Mo Yanxiao, and took a drink directly from the jug.

Mo Yanxiao toasted, opened his mouth to drink, his throat was filled with fishy sweetness, "cough cough..."

"Master Mo, are you okay? Would you like me to let the imperial doctor take a look at it for you?"

"No...cough cough...no need...cough cough..." Mo Yanxiao waved his hand, "I can't do anything about my body, even a family of genius doctors, just...cough cough...that's it cough cough..."

Xiao Yi no longer insisted, and instead returned to the dragon seat, the courtiers all toasted each other, and then bestowed a few words of congratulations on the prince's birthday.

In the middle of the night, the banquet was over, and everyone left the palace scatteredly.

Mo Yanxiao was about to leave, but Xiao Yi pulled him back, came to the side hall, and ordered the maids and eunuchs to set up food and wine again.

"Your Majesty, you are drunk."

Xiao Yi smiled, raised his hand and took off the dragon robe, and sat down with only the single clothes inside. "Master Mo, please sit down."

The emperor was so kind, Mo Yanxiao couldn't refuse, so he sat beside Xiao Yi.

After drinking a few more cups of warm wine, Xiao Yi saw Mo Yanxiao sitting beside him neither drinking nor talking, so he said to the waiter behind him: "Come here, go and bring Your Royal Highness here."

"Your Majesty." Mo Yanxiao was surprised, it was already midnight, and Xiao Xi'er was probably already sound asleep.

The servant took the order and left, Xiao Yi drank a glass of wine and asked, "Master Mo, how long have you and I been in love with each other?"

Xiao Yi looked at Mo Yanxiao with a pair of drunken and blurred eyes. He who has always given people the impression that he is not grown up, suddenly made Mo Yanxiao feel that the emperor in front of him is about to spread his plump wings and fly high in the great Chu. above the sky.

He still remembered that when he first met Xiao Yi, he was just a 12-year-old doll who didn't understand court affairs, and didn't know how to fight openly and secretly.And he is just a champion who is not seen by other officials.

Fortunately, the old matriarch valued him, so he was recommended as the emperor's teacher.

"If Wei Chen remembers correctly, it has been more than eight years."

"It's only been more than eight years? Zhen, why does it feel like it has been more than ten years?"

"The emperor may have recorded the time we met."

"Is it?"

With a baby's warning, an old nun cautiously hugged Xiao Xi'er and entered the side hall.Xiao Yi took Xiao Xi'er, kissing and hugging her.

Xiao Xi'er yawned again and again, it looked like she was going to sleep or just woke up.Being so close to Xiao Yi, Xiao Xi'er waved her little hand unceremoniously, and gave Xiao Yi a small slap with a slap.

Xiao Yi was beaten by his own daughter, unwilling to reconcile, he moved forward again.

Xiao Xi'er's pink and tender face was wrinkled into a ball, she turned her little head unceremoniously to Xiao Yi's approach, and went into battle with both hands, hitting Xiao Yi colorfully.

"Hehe...Xiao Xi'er dislikes the smell of alcohol on Daddy's body?" Xiao Yi twisted the skirt of his clothes and sniffed, frowning, and mournfully said: "This smell."

Seeing the emperor deflated, Mo Yanxiao was secretly happy, with a deep smile in his eyes.

Xiao Yi suddenly held Xiao Xi'er in front of Mo Yanxiao: "Come here, give me a hug, I'll go change clothes."

Looking at the petite and exquisite Xiao Xi'er, Mo Yanxiao saw the image of him changing her diaper. Since that time, he never hugged Xiao Xi again, even seeing him was very rare.

"Mo Xiang." Xiao Yi sent Xiao Xi'er a little further in front of Mo Yanxiao.

Mo Yanxiao gave up again and again: "I can't...cough...cough...let's call the nanny in. If the minister's illness gets too angry to His Highness, the minister will not escape the blame...cough..."

"Mo Xiang is too worried, how can my daughter be so weak?"

Mo Yanxiao shook his head, the smile on the corner of his mouth was distorted and distorted because he forced himself to suppress his cough to suppress the distress in his chest.

Seeing Mo Yanxiao like this, Xiao Yi couldn't force her anymore, so she called the nanny in and carried Xiao Xi'er out.

As soon as the mother went out with Xiao Xi'er in her arms, she took a few steps forward, bowed her knees, and called softly: "The Empress." Xiao Yi stood outside the door, glanced at Xiao Xi'er in the mother's arms, and ordered: "You should carry His Highness back to the palace first."

"Yes." Mammy hugged Xiao Xi'er and left, Xiao Yi still stood where she was, listening intently to the conversation of the two people inside.

Outside the hall, the wind and snow are blowing, and the inside of the hall is as warm as spring.

The emperor and the emperor's teacher talked at night by candlelight and drank a little wine.

Three days later, the end of the new year is approaching, even though the snow is covered and the people inside and outside the capital are quite bleak, it can't stop the joy of the new year.

Only in front of the gate of Xiangfu, there is no cheerful atmosphere, only a carriage parked steadily in front of the gate, waiting quietly.The groom sitting at the front of the car rubbed his hands that were red from the cold, his eyes were fixed on the door of Xiangfu.

After a while, two figures came out of the mansion one after the other, but the figure of the one in front was half wider than the figure in the back.

"Master Mo, do you really want to leave?" The man who looked like a servant behind him had a sad expression on his face.

Mo Yanxiao tightened the bearskin cloak on his body, coughed slightly, raised his head to look at the mansion, got into the carriage without hesitation, and left quietly.

The servant who sent him off immediately knelt on his knees and kowtowed.

In the evening, the news of Mo Yanxiao's resignation and return to his hometown spread throughout the capital.After Emperor Xiao Yi learned about it, he immediately sent people to intercept all roads, but to no avail.

The next day, Wei Huaiyin paid homage to the prime minister, and all civil and military officials in the court celebrated.

The curtain at the right rear of the dragon chair was not put down this time, because...

(End of this chapter)