Ye Fuxun stretched out her hand to stop her in time, and she smiled and said: "You and I are good friends. We are not in the palace, so there is no need to be so restrained. Thank you for taking care of me before."
Jingyu said hello with a smile, but he felt extremely bitter in his heart. Although he wanted to take a good look at Ye Fuxun in his heart, he neither dared nor could.
Ji Yannuo didn't speak during the whole process, which made Zhao Ding so nervous that his heart was stuck in his throat.
He was already thinking about how he would explain to his father when he returned home if he offended this long-lived man.
Needless to say, Minister Tobe would definitely beat him half to death.
The group of people continued to drink a bottle of wine in a dull and weird atmosphere. Ji Yannuo showed his tenderness and consideration for Ye Fuxun in every way. She was the only one in his eyes. Apart from her, he was cold to everyone else.
Zhao Ding admired in his heart that the relationship between the emperor and the empress was indeed as loving as the rumors, a couple of gods and immortals.
Jing Yu was filled with sadness. He forced the moisture from his eyes to fade away and said to Ji Yannuo: "Since the emperor ascended the throne, Daji has become a more prosperous place. As a member of Daji, I am very grateful to you.
A leader like the Emperor."
"Thank you." Ji Yannuo picked up the wine glass and accepted the glass of wine.
After Ji Yannuo and Ye Fuxun left, Jingyu ordered several jars of wine by himself. Zhao Ding looked flustered.
Seeing Jing Yu's posture, Zhao Ding couldn't help but ask: "Brother Jing, what's wrong with you? But you already have a sweetheart, and that sweetheart is already married?"
After saying this, Zhao Ding felt a little regretful in his heart. Jingyu was feeling uncomfortable. Wouldn't he just rub salt into people's hearts by saying this?
Jingyu sighed deeply and squinted his eyes slightly. He felt a little dizzy and his head was already spinning: "She is Ye Fuxun."
"Ye Fuxun?..." Zhao Ding read these two words and felt a little familiar. After he read them a few times, he looked at Jing Yu in disbelief.
this?
Jingyu likes the current queen, Ye Fuxun!
Zhao Ding covered his mouth and asked the young man from Jingfu who followed him to take him back.
On the other side, Ji Yannuo, who was returning to the palace, was sitting in the carriage with his eyes closed and concentrating, his pursed lips revealing that he was unhappy.
Ye Fuxun coughed slightly, Ji Yannuo opened his eyes and looked at her with concern: "Xun'er."
"What's wrong with me today? Something doesn't feel right after drinking." Ye Fuxun asked, and she coaxed him, "But because of Jingyu, don't get sulky. It's thanks to him that you were here when you went to Jiangnan."
Ji Yannuo inevitably felt guilty when he mentioned the previous events. After all, he had lost his memory and owed Ye Fuxun more or less.
He held Ye Fuxun in his arms: "Go to sleep."
Mount Tai.
The old emperor and Ji Ruobai traveled around here.
"Grandpa Huang, this Mount Tai is really very high and steep." Ji Ruobai said as he climbed the mountain, his face showing his tenacity.
"Then Xiaobai is confident that he can climb the highest peak and take in the unobstructed view of Mount Tai." the old emperor encouraged.
Ji Ruobai nodded seriously: "Grandpa Huang, don't worry, Xiaobai will definitely be able to do it!"
Fei Ying and Nian Yun followed beside him. Hearing this, he couldn't help but laugh. Nian Yun praised: "As expected of the King of Chang'an, he is so powerful."
The old emperor deliberately cultivated his willpower during this period, so he climbed all the five mountains in the world, and finally only Mount Tai was left.
The sun shone on the two of them, shining brightly.
The peach and plum trees on the mountain are bearing fruit, quietly turning red, and the leaves are even more lush. It just rained yesterday, and the dew on the leaves has long evaporated due to the air.
Ji Ruobai picked a big red peach, washed it in the gurgling stream, took out the brocade handkerchief and dried it before handing it to the old emperor: "Emperor, please eat."
The old emperor was very gentle in his heart. He took it and looked at him with a smile: "Okay, the peaches picked by my dear grandson must be the most delicious peaches in the world."
As the grandfather and grandson were talking, a young man coming down from the mountain caught their attention.
The young man was extremely thin, his toes were exposed from the shoes he was wearing, his face was dark, and he was carrying a heavy load of firewood on his back.
The old emperor took Ji Ruobai's hand and turned sideways to make way.
"Thank you." The young man's eyes passed over Ji Ruobai, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes. He stood there with firewood on his back and pursed his lips before raising his legs, with a look of cowardice on his face.
The young man lowered his head and passed by Ji Ruobai like a quail.
Looking at the expensive fabrics on Ji Ruobai's body and the grandeur around him, he knew that this was a child raised by a wealthy family, completely different from a mud-legged kid like him.
The young man was thinking about something in his mind, and accidentally fell to the ground, and the firewood pressed him to the ground.
Fei Ying glanced at the old emperor, and after receiving his permission, he stepped forward, picked up the firewood, and put it aside. Then he picked up the young man and took out the golden sore medicine he carried with him: "It hurts from the fall. Open your trouser legs and take a look.
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"Thank you, big brother." The young man was flattered but also very embarrassed. He pressed his trouser legs, "It doesn't matter, distinguished guests, hurry up the mountain, otherwise it will be dark by the time we wait."
The old emperor said: "Don't worry, why are you going out to collect firewood at such a young age?"
"My mother is sick at home and my father died young." The young man pursed his lips and lowered his head when he said this. Under the old emperor's concerned eyes, he actually shed tears.
The old emperor understood, and he told Nianyun: "Now that we have met, we are destined to meet you. Nianyun, give this little friend twenty taels of silver."
"Old uncle." The young man raised his head sharply. He wanted to refuse, but there was really no money at home. His mouth trembled for half a minute, but in the end he was unable to say no.
After all, with this money, his mother can be saved.
The young man knelt down on the ground and kowtowed several times before the old emperor could react. The skin on his forehead was bruised and stained with blood. He said seriously: "Thank you very much, old uncle. One day, I will definitely repay your kindness."
Ji Ruobai stepped forward to help him up, and handed him his brocade handkerchief: "Brother, please don't say these things. My mother said that if you meet someone who needs help, you should lend a helping hand.
When people come to this world, they cannot choose their life experience, but they must not let themselves get stuck in the mud for too long and move up."
"I don't know what kind of person my little brother wants to be in the future."
This sentence was also taught by Ye Fuxun to Ji Ruobai.
The young man was stunned when he heard the sound. He hesitated for a moment, feeling that the grandfather and grandson in front of him were not people who would make fun of others, so he mustered up the courage to express the thought that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time: "I want to study."
The old emperor and Ji Ruobai looked at each other, and the latter quietly inquired about the young man's residence.
After the two parties said goodbye, the old emperor and his party continued to climb the mountain.
When we arrived at the top of Mount Tai, the scenery below was truly breathtaking and breathtaking.
Ji Ruobai stood at the top, his mood was surging, and there was even a sense of fighting spirit in his heart. He wanted to work hard to protect this great country and the people of this era.
"Grandpa Huang, let's help that little brother." Ji Ruobai tugged on the old emperor's clothes, "My mother once said that if you do one good deed every day, you will accumulate great power, which will change a person's destiny."