The night outside the temple is dark, and the lights inside the temple are flickering.
Under the illumination of the light, Jiang Shu's delicate face looked extremely charming and shy.
It's so beautiful and smokey that it's hard to open it. Red pistils beware of a touch of sandalwood.
The young master came home drunk and saw her under the lamp. The beauty looked into the mirror.
What will the day and night look like...
This poem naturally appeared in Zhao Huaizhong's mind. He can't remember the specific content, but it was very appropriate for the occasion.
It means that the peonies in the courtyard are in full bloom, which makes spring even more precious, while the rain has wetted the delicate petals, which makes people feel pity for them.
Zhao Huaizhong tasted it happily, and then began to take off his clothes.
"Your Majesty...what are you going to do? I'm not ready yet." Jiang Shu was shocked.
"I was drinking with the ministers just now. I plan to take a bath first. What preparations do you want?" Zhao Huaizhong said in surprise.
"Oh oh oh, then your Majesty, go quickly." The ruddy face on Jiang Shu's face spread all the way to her neck.
"Aren't you coming together?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.
"No, I have purified myself before." Jiang Shu said.
What's the point of taking a bath if you don't go there... Zhao Huaizhong said: "Sage Wu Guo, I can actually do without washing."
"Let's play a game first."
Jiang Shu shyly asked: "What are you playing for?"
After a quarter of an hour, she not only knew what to play, but also mastered the game content. She gradually became proficient and began to interact with Zhao Huaizhong.
This night, Jiang Ji learned a lot of knowledge, including the three-pillow sleep method, and the knowledge system was very complex.
In the side hall on the other side, Yan Huansha fell asleep.
Zhao Huaizhong was not used to others serving him in the dormitory because it was inconvenient.
But Yan Huansha's identity was an exception. She lived in a side hall not far from Zhao Huaizhong's dormitory. In fact, the distance was not close, but she still suffered from insomnia... When it was approaching early morning, I thought with some disbelief that the process turned out to be so long...
In the morning, Zhao Huaizhong got up on time, feeling refreshed.
He looked back at the bed.
Jiang Yan and Haitang slept in the spring, her hair spread out on the couch, her face without any flaws was full of fatigue, and there were dried tears hanging from the corners of her eyes. Just like Yan Huansha before, she cried again.
He discovered a secret last night. Jiang Ji's body of immortal grass has many wonderful uses.
He is a perfect match for him, who has mastery of human relations. They are a perfect match.
After he got up, he went to have breakfast and asked the maid not to disturb Jiang Ji. He also asked someone to see if Yan Huansha was up.
After a while, Yan Huansha followed the maidservant out.
Zhao Huaizhong glanced at her: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Yan Huansha said haggardly: "I'm used to going to bed late. I went to bed early yesterday, but I didn't fall asleep."
Zhao Huaizhong couldn't help but laugh. After breakfast, he went to the main hall of Xianyang Palace to host the court meeting.
"Your Majesty, all the six countries will send envoys to Qin to congratulate our new king on the throne of Qin."
There are ministers in charge of etiquette who will start the memorial at the court meeting.
Zhao Huai thought to himself: The people of the Six Kingdoms are also shameless. No matter how good they are after fighting, they will fight again after fighting... They smile when they are not fighting, and complain when they fight.
After the dispersion of the dynasty, according to etiquette, Zhao Huaizhong should take Jiang Ji with him to meet his father, King Zhuang Xiang and Zhao Ji.
But I stayed up late last night and Jiang Ji didn't get up.
Zhao Huaizhong had no choice but to go to see King Zhuang Xiang and Zhao Ji by himself.
When he entered, King Zhuang Xiang and Zhao Ji had also just gotten up, and it seemed that they had stayed up very late.
"Why don't you see Jiang Shu coming with you?" King Zhuang Xiang asked.
Zhao Huaizhong said calmly: "She is not awake yet."
King Zhuang Xiang was stunned for a moment.
A family of three started chatting.
Zhao Huaizhong specifically asked his father for advice on state affairs. King Zhuang Xiang immediately became very interested and began to teach his son how to govern the country.
But before long, he felt sleepy and drowsy.
This was the sequelae of the last time he was killed. His soul was damaged and he often fell into deep sleep and coma.
When King Zhuang Xiang entered the palace to rest, Zhao Huaizhong was ready to leave.
Zhao Ji said gloomily:
"Zheng'er, your father has been sleeping for at least eight or nine hours every day for the past six months, and has only been awake for three or four hours. My mother has been so bored these past few months, with no one to talk to.
You are a saint, can you help your father recover his body so that he can be like before?"
"My father often falls asleep..."
Zhao Huaizhong looked at the unhappy Zhao Ji, a little wary, thinking that his father often fell asleep and his mother felt lonely.
You have to be careful with this routine so as not to overlap with history.
He comforted Zhao Ji and said: "I will ask Jiang Shu and Yan Huansha to come and stay with my mother for a while. My mother will be patient for a while. I am already looking for a way to cure my father. He will always get better."
Zhao Ji responded listlessly.
After Zhao Huaizhong left, he returned to the study in the main hall of Xianyang Palace and buried himself in processing hundreds of memorials.
When he was free at noon, he turned to look out the window with a wooden square grille. It was already sunny and spring flowers were blooming.
Zhao Huaizhong couldn't help but think of Zhao Ji's incident again, and said: "It is said that Prime Minister Lu has entered the palace."
"promise!"
Liu Qi, who followed Zhao Huaizhong and became the leader of the palace officials in Xianyang, hurriedly sent people down to deliver the edict.
In a short time, Lu Buwei entered the palace according to the imperial edict and said with courtesy: "Why does the king want to see my old minister?"
Zhao Huaizhong pondered deeply and asked, "Is that Lao Ai still in your house?"
Lu Buwei was stunned, not expecting that Zhao Huaizhong would ask Lao Ai.
The thoughts in his mind turned slightly, and he made sure that Lao Ai had not done anything harmful recently, and then said: "He is still there. Lao Ai has some minor faults, but he is indeed talented. He is currently serving as a teacher in our house."
Zhao Huaizhong nodded and said: "Prime Minister Lu, please remember that no matter what happens, you are not allowed to send people to the palace. Lu Xiang must bear this in mind so that he can take care of himself."
Then he discussed state affairs with Lu Buwei.
In the afternoon, when Lu Buwei came out of the palace, he was still thinking about the meaning of Zhao Huaizhong's words of admonition to him.
Returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lu Buwei summoned his followers and discussed: "The king just summoned me to the palace and lectured me, asking me not to send anyone into the palace. What does this mean?"
Zhong Changzai, who was always highly regarded by his disciples, Wei Yang, Li Si, Lao Ai and others were all there.
"The prime minister has placed manpower in the palace so that he can know what is happening in the palace at any time. Could the king be using this to remind the prime minister not to place more men in the palace to spy on the goings-on in the palace?" Wei Yang thought.
Lu Buwei nodded slightly, feeling that what Wei Yang said was reasonable.
Zhong Changzai also said: "The news from the palace says that the Queen Mother has been in a bad mood recently, and the King may have other intentions."
Lu Buwei nodded: "The Queen Mother also sent a letter to me, saying that King Yiren often falls asleep and that she is quite depressed in the palace. The implication is that she wants me to help her find some interesting things to relieve her boredom."
Stranger is the name of King Zhuang Xiang.
Zhao Huaizhong became the monarch of the Qin Dynasty. When Lu Buwei called King Zhuang Xiang, he added a name tag to distinguish him.
Zhao Ji and Lu Buwei were old acquaintances. Due to their status, it was inconvenient to meet each other. Letters were occasionally exchanged, and King Zhuang Xiang also knew about this.
I never felt anything wrong with it in the past.
Lu Buwei thought deeply: "The king specially invited me to the palace as a reminder. After that, I paid special attention and stopped sending letters to the Queen Mother to avoid causing the king's displeasure.
However, we cannot ignore the Queen Mother's request."
He looked at Lao Ai: "I want to let someone enter the palace..."
Lao Ai shivered, and the color on her face instantly faded: "I won't go, Zhao... Your Majesty is in the palace. If I go, I will die immediately. I really don't dare to enter the palace at this time."
Lu Buwei's face darkened: "Bastard, I know that you know a lot about women's thoughts, and I want you to find something interesting that can be sent to the palace to relieve the Queen Mother's boredom.
Who told you to go to the palace? If you dare to say such bastard words again, the truth will kill you."
Lao Ai breathed a sigh of relief after being reprimanded. It would be better if she didn't just go to the palace:
"Find something interesting and give it to the Queen Mother. It's not difficult. I'll leave it to the villain."
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Wuying Palace.
Jiang Shu slowly opened her eyes and looked at the sky. It was already afternoon, and she couldn't help but feel a little shy.
Unlike Yan Huansha, she is already in the Holy Dharma realm and her resistance is much stronger.
Moreover, Zhao Huaizhong felt a lot of pity for her. Although she felt sore all over after waking up, she was fine.
At this time, Yan Huansha's voice came from outside the door: "Is the queen awake? Maybe Huansha can come in?"
Jiang Shu quickly picked up the thin quilt on the side and covered herself tightly: "Come in."
While making the sound, Jiang Shu was surprised. It was so hoarse and her lips were a little numb, which made her uncomfortable.
Yan Huansha walked into the dormitory slowly, followed by a maidservant whom Jiang Shu had married from the Shennong clan.
Yan Huansha was already an experienced passenger. She held a bowl of warm soup in her hand and said with experience: "The queen will feel better if she drinks the soup."
Jiang Shu hummed, reached out to take it, and took a sip.
Zhao Huaizhong didn't come back until evening. Jiang Shu and Yan Huansha came out to welcome him, saluting one after the other.
Zhao Huaizhong smiled and said: "You didn't get up in the morning, and your father and mother are still waiting for you to greet you. It's so rude. My father asked me to come back and punish you."
Jiang Shu said shyly, "I will get up early tomorrow to pay my respects to my father and mother."
"That's hard to say..." Zhao Huaizhong said.
In the evening, while Jiang Ji and Yan Huansha were bathing, he went into the study alone, crossed his legs to warm up his body, and then took out a small gourd.
Then he took the formation diagram made of fairy brocade obtained from the sacrifice and looked at it in his hand.