Emperor Yong was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and shouted: "Why do you want to be a wise king? Do you want to tire me to death? Bad guy!"
He just wants to be a brainless playboy, he just wants to be a worthless mama's boy, why is it so difficult?
"???"
The gossipy eunuch was stunned. An idea flashed in his mind and he almost vomited blood.
Everyone in the government and the public seems to have misunderstood something!
Is there a possibility that Emperor Yong didn't hide his secrets? This girl is uneducated and not just pretending?
It's a pity that he never got the chance to find out.
Emperor Yong looked at the fish-eyed palace maid angrily: "Zhenzhen, which number is this?"
Zhenzhen: "Five."
Emperor Yong had long been accustomed to her cherishing words like gold, and continued to complain: "Why don't they believe that I am indifferent by nature, and I can learn from the sun and the moon!"
Zhen Zhen thought about it, having a mother who is too strong and having no brothers who are even remotely competitive means she has no sense of crisis.
Seeing a eunuch at the door making a gesture, Zhenzhen reminded: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother has asked you to go to the Imperial Study Room."
Emperor Yong's skin tightened, knowing that his mother's call to him would not be a test for school, and he had never been beaten since he was a child, but he was just afraid.
It was a deep-seated fear, probably stemming from the sense of alienation caused by the Queen Mother's excessive majesty.
Royal study room.
The Queen Mother sat behind the writing desk, writing furiously.
She is in her early forties, and her bright appearance when she was young has become awe-inspiring and sharp as time goes by and she is influenced by power.
There is a faint groove between the eyebrows, indicating that the owner frowns all year round and rarely smiles.
"Mother." Emperor Yong bowed respectfully and saluted.
The Queen Mother said "hmm" and after finishing writing the memorial at hand, she put down her pen, straightened her back and looked at her son calmly.
When Emperor Yong saw the pile of memorials on the table, which was half as tall as a person, he looked like he had a headache.
It's terrible. To be a wise king, you have to face this every day. He still wants to live to his seventh and eighth decades!
"What did you do today?"
Even though Emperor Yong was staring at the memorial, the Queen Mother knew that he didn't mean to covet him in the slightest.
This child has grown up in the palace, but he is still like a blank piece of paper, unable to even pretend.
For the Queen Mother, this kind of Emperor Yong is always the best.
Emperor Yong smiled. The Queen Mother would ask the same question every now and then. He didn't like to use his brain, but he was not stupid. He knew that this was the Queen Mother's way of expressing the love between mother and child.
How can the queen mother not know every move she makes?
Emperor Yong replied honestly: "I got up early today and went to the lotus pond to pick some lotus pods..."
The Queen Mother was rarely distracted. There must be lotus flowers and lotus pods in the countryside...
The confidant nanny knew what the master was thinking, and a look of distress flashed in her eyes.
Eighteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. Time has not been able to dilute the longing for the master. The deeper it is buried, the more painful it becomes!
When Emperor Yong mentioned the broken-mouthed eunuch, he became furious again.
The Queen Mother's gentle expression disappeared briefly, she nodded, and then asked: "How is Yue Guo's proton?"
The small hostage sent by the defeated country did not require her to deal with it personally. It was given to Emperor Yong to settle it. It was considered as a job for him to do.
The two teenagers are of the same age, so they can play together.
Of course, you still have to ask questions occasionally.
Emperor Yong muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's not like the Queen Mother doesn't know that Duan Qiren, as his name suggests, is very weak. He spends most of his time in his room recuperating, which is extremely boring."
To say that Emperor Yong was simple and unambitious, but he lied about key issues without blinking an eye.
This was the first time that he had violated the wishes of his mother, and he had already thought of his words.
The Queen Mother ordered: "Then ask the imperial doctor to keep an eye on it at all times to avoid anything going wrong."
In my impression, that proton was very weak and taciturn, but his face was incredibly beautiful.
He is said to be the most beloved son of the leader of Yue Kingdom, but he has such a name...
The Queen Mother was not interested in irrelevant royal secrets and quickly put them aside. Thinking of a past incident, she rarely smiled: "Miao'er, when you were a child, you still treated her as a little girl, remember?"
I don’t remember! I don’t want to hear it either!
Emperor Yong suddenly blushed, raised his sleeves to cover his face, and shouted: "Mother, don't mention it, you are embarrassing your son and ministers!"
This is the dark history of his life, a hurdle he cannot overcome!
The Queen Mother stopped talking and said, "Okay, you can go and have some fun."
Emperor Yong bowed and saluted again and left the imperial study.
The confidant nanny looked at the high-spirited figure of the little emperor. He had lived a pampered life for many years. This child was indeed raised by the Tian family and was full of nobility.
But in the end...
She gritted her teeth, ignoring the Queen Mother's knots and taboos, and whispered: "The Queen Mother, it's been eighteen years, it's time..."
You have been walking on thin ice for eighteen years, and now that you have the power, why can't you take a breather?
"The Ai family knows what's going on." The Queen Mother's pupils trembled and she shouted: "Get out."
The confidant nanny slowly retreated with red eyes.
In fact, the master was probably afraid, so he ran away. At least he had something to think about.
Even she, a servant, didn't dare to think that what the master cared about most was still there.
The Queen Mother sat quietly on the spacious throne, her brows and eyes showing fatigue and weariness. The emotions that had been suppressed for many years surged up in an instant, roaring and wanting an outlet.
However, it's not yet time.
She has always known that she is no longer qualified to be a mother.
The Queen Mother's eyes returned to being cold and hard. Even behind the scenes, she would not allow herself to be so pretentious.
When things happen, beauties are troublesome, but when nothing happens, a hen is in the morning.
The most ridiculous thing about men is that they have such a tough mouth.
If Jiang Shiyin was asked to return to power, she would not.
Emperor Yong walked away holding his breath, gasping for air, and finally remembered that something was missing.
He stopped abruptly, and the palace people behind him quickly stood firm without falling into a ball.
"I don't know where that boy Chen Ding died? I haven't heard from Duan Weeping for several days! I want pigeons!"
No pigeons, no fun!
Zhenzhen's dead fish eyes rolled his eyes blankly.
Where else could I go, either at the brothel or on the way to the brothel.
Take out a small piece of paper and write: Where did you die? If you don't work anymore, I will transfer you back to be the chief eunuch.
Tie it to the pigeon's ankle and let it fly.
"Your Majesty, when you have had enough fun, come back with a proton. You won't be able to hide it for long."
"Will the queen punish me for a proton?" Emperor Yong hummed nonchalantly: "How long can I keep it secret to relieve my anger?"
Zhenzhen couldn't help but wonder: "Why did Duan Zhizi offend His Majesty? Is it possible that he was jealous because he was beautiful?"
Emperor Yong immediately became furious: "Beautiful? Is that also called beautiful? Zhenzhen, you really have never eaten good food!"
Zhenzhen: "Oh."
I don’t know why he is blushing?
Bangtou Village.
As the sun gradually went down, everyone took their clean clothes, talked and laughed, and went back to their homes.
In front of Jiang's house, Cao Qinghua was hanging there like a wooden block, refusing to leave no matter what.
Mrs. Cai was tired of scolding her a long time ago, so she took Jiang Er back to the house. The door was closed tightly, and Mrs. Cao was nowhere to be seen.
Seeing Jiang Fang, Cao Qinghua jumped up suddenly, rushed forward and shouted: "Jiang Fang! You have caused me so much misery! If your second uncle divorces me, you have to support me!"