In the afternoon, Jia Heng finished his meal, took the property books compiled by Jinyi Mansion, and headed towards the palace city. He handed over the sign and asked to see Emperor Chongping.
In the Daming Palace, Emperor Chongping had just gotten up from a nap and was changing his clothes under the service of the palace maids and eunuchs. However, the emperor's face reflected in the bronze mirror looked a little bad. From time to time he picked up a handkerchief and coughed lightly.
After the Donglu troops retreated one after another the day before yesterday, the emperor who had been living at night for a long time felt relieved. Coupled with the stuffiness in Chonghua Palace not long ago and the cold weather, he actually fell ill and coughed.
Continuously.
This made many officials in Shenjing City feel uneasy.
Fortunately, the voice from the palace said that the emperor only had a cough with a lot of phlegm, and his health was not serious. He met with several cabinet elders as usual, and he has been in peace at home and abroad since then.
However, Emperor Chongping, with the advice of the imperial physician from the imperial hospital, promised to take a nap for an hour. Empress Song was very concerned about this matter and urged her back and forth.
Empress Song was currently busy at the side of the Nuan Pavilion. In the food box was rock sugar and snow pear porridge cooked in the imperial kitchen.
This gorgeous and beautiful woman is wearing a light red palace dress. She has a plump figure. She is like a waterfall of green silk rolled up into a bun and fixed with golden hairpins. A light yellow chrysanthemum is pinned to her temples, which makes her look even more elegant.
Graceful.
Liu Yunshui rolled up her sleeves, revealing a small section of her bright wrist as white as a tender lotus root. She picked up a large spoon with her slender hands and scooped out rice porridge from the soup bowl.
Emperor Chongping had just finished washing his face and sat on a chair nearby. He looked at Dai Quan and coughed, then asked, "Is Jia Ziyu here?"
Dai Quan smiled and said: "Your Majesty, I just handed over the sign."
Emperor Chongping couldn't help but show a look of joy on his face, and said: "Bring him over."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Dai Quan accepted the order and left.
Empress Song smiled sweetly, and said in a gentle and delicate voice, "Your Majesty, what's the matter with him entering the palace now?"
"Perhaps the incident in Dongcheng is over. It has been some time since then. Yesterday, Xu Deqing said that all the bandit leaders of the Sanhe Gang have been exterminated." Emperor Chongping said.
Empress Song's beautiful eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows looked at Liubo and said softly: "This money has come at a good time. The people in the north are waiting to use the money."
She also heard news in the harem that there were more than ten million taels of wealth.
I originally wanted to meet Jia Heng through the girl from the Jia family last month, but I didn't expect that there would be a commotion in Chonghua Palace on September 9th, so I could only put down the meeting for the time being and talk about it later.
Emperor Chongping sighed and said: "Aftercare and compensation, money will be spent on all aspects. Jia Ziyu's money can just solve the urgent need."
After saying that, he moved to the side and looked at Empress Song, who was serving rock sugar and snow pear porridge, and said: "Zitong, please serve Ziyu a bowl as well. Later, we monarchs and ministers will eat porridge and talk at the same time."
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Empress Song smiled softly and said: "Your Majesty really regards him as your nephew."
"It would be great if I had such a capable nephew. It would save me a lot of worry inside and out... Ahem..." Emperor Chongping smiled and said casually, and then coughed lightly again.
When Empress Song heard this, the smile on her face froze for a moment, she was startled and thought to herself, what does your majesty mean by these words?
Someone who doesn’t give His Majesty peace of mind inside and out?
Yes, it’s King Qi.
However, I value Jia Heng...
Thinking of this, Queen Song lowered her bright eyes slightly, and a thought floated in her heart.
If Yuanchun, the girl from the Jia family, is asked to serve His Majesty, wouldn’t it be...
No, this is extremely inappropriate. Although the Holy Father has become increasingly physically unable to do his job in recent years, and the Sixth Palace has been silent for two years, there is still such a capable mother-in-law out there if a son and a half are born.
"It would be great if Zhi'er could be betrothed to Jia Ziyu, but he is already married, which is really a pity." Empress Song lowered her beautiful eyes slightly and sighed in her heart.
Her two brothers from her natal family are mediocre in talent, one is working as a fifth- or sixth-rank official in Honglu Temple, and the other is serving as a county magistrate in Henan.
Not long ago, she vaguely heard the news that Jia Ziyu had said that he was not going to promote Guo Yongying.
Alas, such a good young man, why did he get married so early?
Queen Song sighed again.
Emperor Chongping's side served rock sugar and snow pear porridge. It was said to be porridge, but in fact it had fewer rice grains and was more like rock sugar and snow pear soup.
While the Tian family husband and wife were talking, Jia Heng also entered the Nuan Pavilion of the side hall under the guidance of Dai Quan.
"I have seen your Majesty and the Empress. Long live your Majesty and the Empress. Long live the Empress." As soon as Jia Hengfu entered the palace, he saluted Emperor Chongping and Empress Song beside him.
Emperor Chongping smiled and said: "Ziyu is here, come and sit down. The queen has cooked some rock sugar and snow pear porridge. You are here by chance, but you are in luck."
Hearing this, Jia Heng's face suddenly showed a flattered look, and he cupped his hands and said, "My lord, how lucky are you to have a taste of your empress's craftsmanship?"
Empress Song's bright and gentle face showed a smile, and said: "Try this rock sugar snow pear porridge and see how it tastes. I don't only know how to make peach blossom cakes."
Emperor Chongping smiled and said, "If you cook too much, I won't be able to finish it. You might as well share some of it with me and come sit here."
With that said, he ordered Dai Quan to come forward and place an embroidery pier.
When Jia Heng heard this, he did not hesitate to speak modestly. His face was excited and he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Empress Song gave the bowl of porridge to the maid on the side and ordered it to be handed over. The maid immediately agreed.
Jia Heng reached out to take the porcelain bowl and held it in his hand. He was about to put it on the small table aside when he saw Emperor Chongping cast a pair of gentle eyes on him and said with a smile: "Drink it, it's not too hot. When it's finished, we'll
Now that the monarch and his ministers are talking about business, Ziyu comes to the palace, right? It’s for Sanhe Gang’s property matters?”
"The Holy Spirit is a clear guide." Jia Heng held the porcelain bowl, raised his eyes, and said with a calm look.
Emperor Chongping smiled and said: "That's not too busy. I'll use it first and then talk about it."
Speaking of which, I started using rice soup.
Jia Heng nodded, scooped up a spoonful of rice soup, and put it to his lips. He felt the sweetness in his mouth, and said to himself, this queen is really proficient in cooking, and she did a good job with this rock sugar pear.
The Empress of Song Dynasty smiled and cast her soft eyes on Jia Heng.
I saw that the young man was sitting upright, with a clear face, and his behavior was neither arrogant nor impetuous.
The feeling of pity in my heart became stronger and stronger.
"I heard that Jia Heng's wife is also from an official family, and is only a fifth-rank official. This is a bit of an insult to this young man."
Empress Song frowned, looked at Jia Heng, and thought.
After finishing the rice porridge in his hand, Jia Heng put the porcelain bowl aside, took a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and met a pair of eyes full of water.
Queen Song's beautiful eyes flashed, and she chuckled: "Did you add too much sugar? Why is Ziyu silent?"
Jia Heng said: "I am just sighing."
"Sentimental?"
Jia Heng said: "The empress is the lord of the Sixth Palace, but she also washes the soup for her husband with bare hands just like ordinary people. She has a deep love for the holy couple and loves each other. She should be an example for couples in the world."
In fact, he was just worried that every time he saw Empress Song, she would give her a rainbow fart.
Otherwise, who knows if Queen Song will blow his pillow wind?
When Empress Song heard this, she felt happy, but a touch of melancholy appeared on her beautiful and fragrant face. She sighed softly: "What's the difference between the Tian family and ordinary people's couples? In the past few days, Your Majesty worked hard.
I overexerted it and fell ill. The imperial doctor said that the cough was caused by strong liver fire. I thought that rock sugar and snow pear would moisten the lungs and relieve the fire, so I brewed some. Alas, the imperial hospital said that your majesty should not work too hard any longer."
As he spoke, he turned his beautiful eyes that looked at the waves to Emperor Chongping who was standing aside. In his soft voice, which seemed to be a little bit coquettish, he said: "Your Majesty, you must always cherish the dragon body."
Jia Heng's eyes moved slightly, and when he heard the oriole's song, he couldn't help but feel something strange in his heart.
A plump lady in her early thirties, with every gesture and gesture exuding the mature and charming charm of a married woman that has been infiltrated by the quiet years, and the sudden appearance of a little woman's coquettishness, that kind of contrast,
Silently sultry.
Jia Heng made a face and calmed down his expression, cupped his hands and said: "The Holy One is in charge of all things, and all directions in Jiuzhou cannot be separated from the Holy One in a moment. I still hope that for the sake of the common people, take care of the dragon body."
At this time, Emperor Chongping also stopped the rice porridge in his hand and said with a smile: "Those people in the Imperial Hospital must exaggerate one-third of their illness when they talk about it, and they must leave three-points behind when using their medicine. I don't blame them, but there is no need to make a fuss out of a molehill."
, I still know the bones of my body.”
Jia Heng said loudly: "What the Holy One said is not unreasonable, but medicinal supplements are not as good as dietary supplements. The Holy One regulates the intestines and stomach with food and drink, and works and rests on time. This is the way to extend happiness and longevity mentioned in medical books."
Emperor Chongping was surprised and said: "Ziyu still knows medical books?"
Empress Song also cast a pair of phoenix eyes, her eyes sparkling, her moist and plump peach blossom lips moved, and she murmured: "Medicine is not as good as food. This is a good saying."
Jia Heng said in a clear voice: "I have read some in my spare time, and I secretly believe that people who have lived long lives in ancient and modern times are all good at eating and drinking, and have the right routine and rest, so that they can have long life and good health. Therefore, I think that the Holy One may be able to follow the example of the previous one.
The way to maintain health for people.”
Emperor Chongping smiled, looked deeply, and said: "If the world is unstable and the world is unrest, what can I do if I live to be a hundred years old?"
To be continued...