Volume 1: Huatangchun Chapter 37: I Don't Want to Keep You Waiting
Wormwood Pouch, to make or not to make, that is the question!
Princess Heng, who prides herself on never looking for trouble, really thought about it for a long time. She has not had the patience to study the world of needlework since she was a child, so Qingsong despised her needlework skills. The thought of lifting needles and threading gave her a headache.
She repaired her grandmother's embroidered handkerchief because she really didn't want to use other people's hands, otherwise she wouldn't let herself suffer.
But Xiao Yizheng's words "Just forget it if you don't know it" were cold and nonchalant. This made her very uncomfortable. He was obviously sure that she didn't know how to do it, and he looked down on her because of it. She took a deep breath
After saying that, I then thought about it, why should I care about getting angry? No, what if I can't do it well? Why bother myself? So just follow the words and feel relaxed and comfortable. So, she smiled even deeper
He replied: "Really not, then forget it." After saying that, he focused more on tasting the food.
According to what Yueying told her later, the prince's face changed so rapidly that it was indescribable. She thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't think of what kind of emotional expression he had.
"On the Dragon Boat Festival, if our prince doesn't wear a purse around his waist, he will be laughed at by others." Yueying kept nagging about this matter in her ear.
Qingxi was carefully studying the renovation plan of the back garden sent by Uncle Zhong. He didn't want to talk about the money issue anymore, so he replied carelessly: "That's His Royal Highness, Prince Heng. Who would make fun of him?"
"You can't do it in front of you, but you can do it behind your back! Besides, others will also laugh at you!"
Qingxi looked up at her and said with a smile: "Does your girl care about these jokes?"
Yueying was stunned. Yes, her girl was different from other girls, so she really wouldn't care.
"Your Highness won't care!" Qingxi rolled his black eyes and said calmly.
Yueying was helpless, and after thinking for a while, she finally persuaded: "It's just a purse, is it so difficult? Girl, even if the prince doesn't care, you will hurt his heart. What man doesn't want to wear a purse made by his wife?
!That’s my intention! You’re just newly married, shouldn’t you be more serious about making one!”
After hearing these words, Qingxi's expression calmed down and she didn't speak for a while. Yueying thought that she had been persuaded by him, so he struck while the iron was hot and added: "As long as the thing is made by the hands of the one you love, it is the best, no need to
Those who care about style and quality.”
Qingxi looked at her deeply, and after a long while, he burst into laughter: "I said, if you say this, you will definitely be teased by others, wondering if you have a sweetheart!"
Yueying's face turned red and she said, "Girl, can you be more serious?"
This sentence is what her girls often say to the young master. The servants all say that although the young master and the girl are both good-looking, they actually don't look very imaginary, but their temperament cannot be deceived by the same mother.
"How about you make one and I'll say I did it?" Qingxi held her chin and said with a smile.
"Girl!" Yueying had a serious face, and she was a little angry: "Except for you, how can anyone else be the prince's purse!" She looked at Qingxi and then lowered her head to look at the drawing paper. She didn't seem to have any reaction, and turned around angrily.
to the study room.
After Yueying left, Qingxi looked away from the drawing paper and raised his hand to rub his forehead.
What man wouldn’t want to wear something made by his beloved!
So, what is the difference between whether she does it or not?
She is not the one he loves.
The next day, the emperor issued an order to remove King Guang from his post in the army and fined him one year's salary, but at the same time he also lifted his ban. Other people involved in the incident were also punished accordingly. King Guang naturally refused to accept it.
, naturally felt aggrieved, but did not make any fuss.
Everyone in the court was sensible, and they understood that although Prince Guang had been handed over his military power, in fact his influence on the Southwest Army had not diminished at all. The Southwest Army had vacated the position of commander, and the position of a first-grade general was prestigious enough.
Is it tempting enough to fight to the death for this? However, this position of coach is now a hot potato, and no one dares to take it. The airborne general made it clear that he is taking the position of an empty commander, and no one in the Southwest Army will listen to him. Southwest Army
The promotion of Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Army was not done by King Guang behind his back.
Zhongshu Ling Yang Zhi was an upright and hard-working man. He spoke frankly and repeatedly to the emperor about his considerations and thoughts in various aspects. His last suggestion was: "Why don't you wait any longer and wait for a while before transferring to the Southwest Army Central Committee?"
Please let the deputy commander handle the affairs first."
Xiao Che smiled and said: "Yang Qing, you have been in charge of writing orders for many years. You certainly have your own perspective on things. You are unbiased and caring for the interests of the vast majority of people is your starting point. I also trust you very much. Maybe, like this
The arrangement is most suitable for the current situation and is most conducive to the stability of the court." He said, his smile faded, and he said firmly: "But, I don't want to do this."
Yang Zhi looked at him doubtfully: "What does your Majesty mean?"
"An army without a commander is like a country without a king."
"Then who is your Majesty's favorite candidate?"
"Since no one dares to take the hot potato, let my son do it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Guo Rui trotted in and handed over the urgent secret letter from Eight Hundred Miles.
Xiao Che took the secret letter, opened it, and handed it to Yang Zhi with a serious face.
After Yang Zhi read it, his brows furrowed: "Your Majesty, this secret report says that the Southwest Army has made changes recently and has been deploying troops frequently. Is it better for me to send a message first to inquire about the movement or to order his deputy general Xu Yongsheng to return to the capital?"
"Do you think he'll come?"
"If he comes, then nothing will happen. If he doesn't come, then there will be something. Prince Guang's residence must also be taken care of."
Xiao Che's eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was weighing the matter and not saying a word.
"I believe that even if the Southwest Army takes action, the order must come from Prince Guang. But the Prince's family is in Shangdu at the moment, so he will not take risks."
"Draft a decree and order Xu Yongsheng to go to Beijing to report on his duties."
When Xiao Yizheng received a report from the palace servant saying that the emperor asked him to enter the palace immediately, he was reading a reply from Mr. Bai, the head of the Changfeng Escort Agency. The letter said that he knew that Li Han had come to Shangdu and hoped that he would take more care of him. In addition,
I plan to leave for Beisu next month, and if there is the whereabouts of the jade pendant, I will tell him in time.
He put away the letter and prepared to enter the palace. When he left Zhengze Garden, he saw Qingxi heading towards Lan Garden with a disgraced face, so he called out: "What's wrong with you?"
Qingxi turned around and subconsciously covered her face, then put it down generously and said with a smile: "Mistake, mistake."
Xiao Yizheng took two steps forward, looked her up and down, and then asked with a smile: "Are you going to dig a hole?"
Qingxi rolled her eyes at him: "I am involved in the development work of the backyard. Who knew that a bag of dirt is so heavy and makes me so embarrassed."
Xiao Yizheng's smile faltered and he frowned: "Why did you do it yourself? Didn't anyone stop you?"
Qingxi dusted himself off again, almost choking himself and him. "Yes, but I didn't stop him."
Xiao Yizheng chuckled twice, raised his hand to lightly brush the ashes from her hair, and whispered: "I don't want to make purses, but I am willing to eat ashes."
Qingxi's eyes narrowed, and somehow she felt a little guilty. She lowered her head slightly, not daring to look directly at him.
"I'm really looking forward to the lotus pond in the backyard." He looked at Yueying running over in a hurry, and then ordered her: "Take your girl back to wash up well. I don't want to eat ashes when I come back from the palace to the Orchid Garden.
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After saying that, he strode away with a smile.
Xiao Yizheng said that he was going to Chaolan Garden when he came back. So, Qingxi didn't bother with it anymore after washing, and kept waiting for him to have dinner. But it was past dinner time, and he didn't return home.
The food on the table went cold and hot, hot and cold again, and Qingxi's stomach growled again and again. Yueying felt a little distressed and advised her not to eat first! Qingxi felt that she was simply too patient, so patient.
A person who can't help but be hungry can actually endure it until now. That's all. It's time to wait. Even for the friendship of him dusting off the ashes for me in the afternoon, I still have to wait.
Just when she was overhungry and started to have drowsy eyes, Xiao Yizheng finally returned home.
She yawned and saw Xiao Yizheng entering the room.
Before Xiao Yizheng entered the house, he was told that the princess had been waiting for him all night. Looking at the bright lights in Chaolan Garden, a warm current flowed through his heart. When he saw Qingxi's tired face, his heart moved, and the corners of his lips rose and he said: "
Do you want me to give you orders without waiting for you? You are a greedy person who will not wrong yourself and will not abide by old-fashioned etiquette. There is no need to be hungry or sleepy and make yourself uncomfortable."
Qingxi didn't have the energy to talk to him. She just wanted to eat and rest quickly. Hearing that he was teasing her at this time, shouldn't she say sorry for waiting? She was already hungry and tired. At this moment
His breath reached his throat: "Your Highness, is this a compliment or a disparagement?"
Xiao Yizheng looked at her stern face, his gentle smile did not diminish, he ordered everyone to leave, and he slowly sat down at the table.
There were only two people left in the house.
Xiao Yizheng took a bowl of emerald tofu soup and placed it in front of Qingxi: "I've been hungry for a long time and can't eat quickly. Let's drink a bowl of lighter soup first."
Although Qingxi no longer had any appetite, looking at the attractive color of the tofu soup in the bowl, she still started to drink it with a spoon.
Xiao Yizheng saw him moving his spoon and chopsticks, and he started eating silently.
"Did something happen in the palace?" He was halfway through eating when he heard Qingxi ask him softly.
He looked up and saw Qingxi looking directly at him.
"Have you finished eating?" he asked.
Qingxi nodded.
So, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a square towel. He looked at her with warm eyes and said slowly: "You may know that I did not grow up in the palace."
Qingxi was stunned, not knowing why he said such a sentence.
Xiao Yizheng's words continued very softly: "When I was a child, what I looked forward to most was that my father would come to see me and my mother. From then on, waiting was a common thing for me, with both love and fear. Later, I returned
In the life of the palace, the prince always makes others wait a lot, but I am not used to it. Because I understand the feeling of waiting. After I grow up, I will travel abroad, see all kinds of rivers and lakes, fireworks in the world, no matter what kind of heroes I am during the day
, people will be willing to walk in the direction of burning lanterns at night.”
His dark eyes shone brightly under the light of the oil lamp.
"So, Ah Heng, thank you for the light tonight. But I don't want to make you wait."
