Regarding next time, He Ying is thinking about it.
He asked Sang Yan to come to the main hall for dinner in the evening.
After drinking and eating, I proposed a hug.
Sang Yan refused: "There's no atmosphere."
He Ying was puzzled: "Atmosphere? What do you mean?"
"think it yourself."
Sang Yan deliberately teased him: "You are so smart, you will understand what I mean soon."
He Ying: "..."
So what does it mean?
He was stunned.
Sang Yan dazzled people.
Still escaped to the cold palace.
When He Ying seemed to understand what she meant and ran to the side hall to look for someone, he realized that she had gone to the cold palace.
This little hare is so naughty.
"Meow meow meow——"
The cat jumped on his shoulder.
He Ying hugged the cat and sat on the couch to pet the cat.
While petting the cat, he asked: "Xuetuan, when will your master come back?"
Of course the cat couldn't answer.
It nestled in his arms docilely, raising its tail from time to time.
"Dong——"
There was the sound of a watch clock outside.
It's been one day.
Sang Yan didn't come back.
"Dong——dong——"
It's the second watch.
Sang Yan still hasn't come back.
"Meow meow meow——"
The cat jumped out of He Ying's arms and ran away.
God, that's terrible!
If you keep combing it, its hair will become bald!
Pei Muyang observed the emperor's darkening face and whispered, "How about sending someone to hurry up?"
"Need not!"
He Ying refused and said coldly: "I want to see when she comes back!"
He asked people to move the memorial.
Prepare to wait here till the end.
Pei Muyang didn't dare to persuade him, so he immediately sent someone to move the memorial. He thought in his heart: Why bother? If you send someone to bring it, won't that be the end of it?
Two young eunuchs quickly brought the memorial.
He Ying flipped through the pages irritably, shouting from time to time: "Damn it! It's extremely abominable!"
Finally, he threw the memorial to Pei Muyang and said angrily: "Look, how dare you write the memorial in such a dead way!"
Pei Muyang picked up the memorial, looked at it a few times, and instantly understood where the emperor's anger came from - the magistrate's memorial, perhaps because he had nothing to write about, actually wrote about his own trivial matters, such as cats and dogs.
How many cubs, how many flowers bloomed in the garden every day, how many fruits it produced, and even how many hairs he lost every day...
No wonder the emperor was going crazy.
The memorial was supposed to be a report on the local situation, so why was he just chatting with the emperor?
How daring to commit suicide!
Also, isn’t it true that the thing that gives birth to babies and then bears fruit is promoting birth in disguise?
"Your Majesty, calm down."
Pei Muyang thought that the people in the place under the jurisdiction of that official were wealthy, did not pick up things on the road, and ranked first in the performance evaluation every year, so he advised: "Then Mr. Dong was promoted by you. He must be too grateful for the emperor's favor and be close to you from the bottom of his heart.
That’s what was written in the memorial.”
He Ying took a deep breath, held his forehead and said: "Yes. You are right, this person was promoted by me. I promoted him! Bear with it! Bear with it..."
Pei Muyang: "..."
well.
Being an emperor is not easy.
Every time I see strange memorials, it really challenges my patience.
He Ying endured his anger and read several more memorials, but he still couldn't bear it anymore.
"Total bullshit!"
This time he was so angry that he cursed.
The memorial was also thrown down again.
Pei Muyang went to pick it up numbly, and took a look at it. Hey, he is familiar with this person. He is an official who likes to flatter.
How many words did you shoot this time?
He flipped through it obediently, and it was more than twenty pages long.
"Count to me!"
He Ying was more serious this time: "I've made it clear word by word, how much bullshit is this time!"
Pei Muyang: "..."
well.
The emperor is so boring.
Master Sang, come and help me.
He was crying in his heart, but he could only say one word or one word on his face.
He didn't know how long he had been counting, but he was dazzled and finally counted clearly: "Back to the Emperor, a total of 18,200 words!"
"That's unreasonable!"
He Ying slapped the table, his chest heaving with anger: "I've become more capable! I've really become more capable!"
Pei Muyang's mind was still filled with numbers, and he no longer had sympathy for the official. He even agreed in his heart: No, he actually wrote so many words to flatter him. Each time he was more exaggerated. This time, the flattery broke the record of 10,000 words.
Okay. The key is that it does a lot of harm!
Must be severely punished!
He Ying indeed punished him severely. With a cold face, he ordered: "Luo Qishan, the official of Langzhou, does not think about political affairs. Above the memorial, he talks nonsense and has nothing to say. The punishment is eighty. Now let Lu Zijin take people there for execution."
!”
Pei Muyang: "..."
Bad luck, bad luck
This man hit the gun/mouth.
"Your Majesty is wise."
He hurriedly went to deliver orders.
When they arrived outside the palace, they also ordered the young eunuch: "Go to the cold palace quickly to ask Master Sang to come back."
If I don’t come back, I don’t know how many officials will be in trouble!
Leng Gong
Unaware of the tense situation in the side hall of Qingning Hall, Sang Yan was eating French fries with Xuanrao.
The fries had to be paired with ketchup, and ketchup was not easy to make, so it took her a lot of effort.
It also delayed time.
Otherwise, we wouldn’t have eaten it at this point.
"Your cooking skills are amazing."
Xuanrao took the fries and dipped them in tomato sauce. While eating, he praised: "I have never seen such a clever person like you. When I am with you, there are surprises every moment. I said it wrong before,
This is the real reason why the emperor likes you."
Sang Yan said in her heart: I have never shown this in front of him. If he knew that the first person to eat French fries was not him, he would probably become jealous again.
"Delicious."
After Xuanrao finished boasting, he came up with an idea: "If we can leave the palace and open a restaurant by then, the business will be prosperous and we can make hundreds of gold every day."
Listening to her imaginative thoughts, Sang Yan became excited: Yes. If you can leave the palace, open a restaurant, spread food, or open a bookshop, spread culture, especially the culture of equality between men and women, although the road will be difficult, but
What have you done for the people?
In this way, Sang Ruoshui can also stop Sang Ruoshui from saying that she doesn't do anything.
"Xuanrao, you will get your wish."
A meaningless sentence.
Xuanrao was stunned: "What? What did you say?"
Sang Yan stared into her eyes and smiled: "I said, Xuanrao, you will get your wish. I will let the emperor take the initiative to let you out of the palace."
Her eyes were firm and confident, not joking.
And she said this many times.
Xuanrao also became more serious: "Thank you. Ayan, I know your feelings for me, but don't get into trouble with the emperor because of me."
Sang Yan shook his head and smiled: "There won't be any trouble. I will make the emperor willing and even ask you to leave the palace."
Her tone was confident and determined.
Xuanrao was really stunned now: "What idea have you come up with?"
Sang Yan was about to say——
"Miss! Miss!"
Qiuzhi grabbed a handful of French fries and hurried in. While chewing and swallowing, she said, "Miss, someone from Qingning Palace is here."
When Xuanrao heard this, he smiled with understanding: "The emperor must have sent someone to urge you."
Sang Yan didn't want to leave yet, so she reluctantly said: "It's so annoying to be reminded every day. Is there any difference between sleeping here and sleeping in a side hall?"
There is currently no intimacy between them.
Sleeping in two places doesn't matter at all.
If he was worried that Xuan Rao would be bad for her, he should be cautious about Xuan Rao's behavior these days.
Xuanrao thought for a while and guessed: "Perhaps the emperor will feel more at ease just because he is separated by a palace?"
She smiled slightly, but there was a bit of envy and loneliness in her smile.