A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

"Yeah, when people are in a hurry, they will burst out with incomparably powerful power." The Dali Temple official nodded in agreement, without concealing his appreciation for Princess Chen: "It is precisely because of this that people are attracted to the princess' righteous deeds. Moved."

Ming Jiyuan smiled and nodded, "My sister grew up in a Taoist temple and was brought up by an immortal. Her personality is pure and kind. How can she not be saved when she sees death."

When the officials of Dali Temple heard the words, they sighed with emotion for a long time. They are ashamed to be from the Ming family. Both men and women, their "sex" is so noble.

No wonder there are always rumors in private recently that King Chen has made a lot of progress since he got engaged to the daughter of the Ming family, which seems to be the case.

"Ming family, Gao Yi." He bowed to Ming Jiyuan before turning around and leaving.

Ming Jiyuan looked at the back of his leaving and adjusted his sleeves. He was serious about touting his sister.

"Jiyuan." Dali Siqing walked up to Ming Jiyuan and handed him a file: "These are some records of Dali Temple's cases over the years, you can take a look when you are free."

"Yes, my lord."

"By the way, tonight I'm going to be on duty at the secret office of the cabinet, you go with me." Dali Siqing said in a gentle tone: "Most of the officials on duty know you well, don't be nervous."

"Thank you, sir!" Ming Jiyuan bowed deeply, he was a fool, and Shangfeng took him to guard the secret office of the cabinet, which meant that Shangfeng would start to reuse him.

The confidential position of the cabinet has a special status. Non-emperors trust important ministers and can "intervene" in the affairs of the confidential cabinet.

Throughout the world, numerous decrees were issued after numerous quarrels among the members of the Confidential Office of the Cabinet.

For a young official like him with low qualifications, to be brought here by Shangfeng to work at night is already a compliment.

The secret office of the cabinet is built on the west side of the Suzaku Gate. In order to prevent a repeat of the "one-pot" mistake, each department will only assign two officials to be on duty every night.

Sitting on the carriage that was rushing to the confidential place of the cabinet from Dali Temple, Ming Jiyuan lifted the curtains of the carriage and glanced out.

"Time flies so fast. More than ten years ago, I was still a fifth-ranking man. At night, the people kept their doors and windows tightly closed, and dared to speak loudly." Dali Si Qing sighed: "After Your Majesty ascended the throne, the people's life will be better and better. Even at night, it's bustling."

Ming Jiyuan lowered the curtain and looked up at him.

"Prosperity is not easy to come by. When our generation is old, I am afraid there will not be many people. We still remember the catastrophe of the year." Dali Siqing directly used "catastrophe" to describe the events of Xiande's last years, which shows that he was very fond of the late emperor. Waiting to see, even dare to say it in front of other officials.

"When people are old, they like to talk a lot." Dali Siqing laughed: "Don't take it to heart."

"Your lord's intentions, the lower officials understand." Ming Jiyuan said with a solemn face: "My generation should do the same, and it is my responsibility to protect the peace of the people in the world."

A smile appeared on Dali Siqing's face, and he reached out and patted him on the shoulder, without concealing his appreciation: "Young and promising, young and promising."

"Those old-fashioned families have fallen, but there are still a few pounds of nails in the broken boat. This time the verdict can be passed smoothly, and it depends on someone above." Dali Siqing leaned against the wall of the carriage, and the old god was there: "Who do you think it will be? ?"

Ming Jiyuan shook his head.

"It's King Chen." Dali Si Qing said with emotion: "To King Chen, it is more beneficial for him to win over the aristocratic family than to offend them, but he chose to call the shots for the common people."

Since King Chen was his brother-in-law, Ming Jiyuan did not speak.

"Actually, I am also a little surprised. King Chen will choose to shoot." Dali Siqing observed Ming Jiyuan's expression: "Perhaps, we all misunderstood King Chen."

Ming Jiyuan twisted his waist, the one who was misunderstood was King Chen, what did the adults mean when he looked at him like this?

"Jiyuan, you go back and persuade Your Honor to take a look at the merits and strengths of King Chen. After all, he is his own son-in-law, right?"

Good guy, after such a big circle, he was waiting for him here.

How outrageous are the rumors about his father hating King Chen, that even his upper peak has come to persuade him to make peace?

"King Chen, he's actually a good boy."

Ming Jiyuan glanced at Shangfeng silently. Three years ago, this one said that King Chen would act recklessly, and now he has become a good boy?

When King Chen woke up, the sky was already bright, and when he turned his head to see the other half of the bed "swaying", he "rubbed" his forehead and sat up: "Come on."

"My lord." Yang Yiduo walked into the house with the palace servants who were serving him: "Are you awake?"

"Where's the princess?" King Chen lifted the quilt and walked out of bed: "Prepare water, this king wants to take a bath."

"The hot water is ready, the lord, please go to the bath room." Yang Yiduo replied, "Just now there was news from the West Palace that Concubine Zhao was in good health, and the concubine took the Spring Equinox girl to visit."

"What's wrong with Concubine Zhao's body?" King Chen paused.

"As you get older, your body will inevitably suffer from illnesses." Yang Yiduo lifted the gauze to prevent the gauze from touching King Chen's head.

King Chen remembered what Concubine Zhao told him and Ming Xiaozhu when he was painting in Taolin.

He looked up and saw the full moonlight hanging from the beam.

The full moonlight in the daytime is still very beautiful.

But last night was its most beautiful moment.

"His Royal Highness, this lamp was asked by the princess to hang it. If you don't like it, why don't you hang it in another place?" Yang Yiduo saw the prince staring at the full moon lamp, worried that he would have an opinion on the lamp.

"." King Chen shook his head: "It's good to hang here."

he likes.

Only a few days later, when I saw Taifei Zhao again, she looked like she was rapidly aging by several years.

"Empress Concubine." Jiuzhu held Concubine Zhao's hand: "I used the 'medicine' today, has the imperial doctor come?"

The skin and flesh are loose and hang on the bones of the hand, and the elasticity of the skin has long been lost, which is the smell of aging.

"It's all old, and the people below are ignorant, and they even asked you to run." Concubine Zhao struggled to sit up, but was stopped by Jiuzhu: "Concubine, lie down well, you will catch a cold."

"I've been in the palace all day, and I didn't have anything to do." Jiuzhu helped her cover the quilt: "Come and sit here, the concubine, and you can 'touch' and 'touch' the little fat cat."

"Meow." The fat cat lying on the table made a sound lazily, jumped off the table, and finally jumped onto Jiuzhu's knee.

Jiuzhu reached out and "touched" it lightly, and it made a purring sound.

"It likes you very much." Concubine Zhao seemed to want to say something, but looking at the lazy cat, she didn't say anything.

"It's raining again?" She heard the patter of rain.

"Well." Seeing that Concubine Zhao seemed to want to hear the sound of rain, Jiuzhu got up to help her open the window, and turned to look at her with a smile: "It's beautiful."

The woman at the window was wearing an azure skirt, and her smile was even more hazy and beautiful than the rain outside the window.

Concubine Zhao followed with a smile: "Yes, it's beautiful."

The palace maid brought in the boiled "medicine", and Concubine Zhao sat up and drank the "medicine" with a light expression.

These bitter "medicines" cannot delay a person's aging.

"Tiffany, can I read you a book?" Jiuzhu took a book from the spring break, and on the cover was printed the big characters "Overbearing Prince vs Demon".

"Those books that are just like that are suitable for people who are sick." Jiu Zhu turned the page: "It's as interesting as these folk words."

Concubine Zhao stared blankly at the words book in Jiuzhu's hand. She was originally a winemaker and was interested in advanced knowledge. But in this deep palace, a concubine like her has no choice.

Since she entered the palace, this is the first time someone has spoken candidly in front of her. Folk words are interesting.

"Yeah, folklore is interesting."

As she said these words, she felt a sense of joy in her heart.

"Then I'll start reading it to you now." Jiu Zhu lowered her head and read the contents of the book.

When she was reading, she didn't pay attention to the rules of the literati, but more like a storyteller, with a lively and interesting tone, and even her expressions changed together, and Zhao Taifei was amused by her and laughed out loud.

Seeing this scene, the old lady who served Concubine Zhao lowered her head and her eyes turned red.

After half an hour, Concubine Zhao fell asleep, Jiuzhu closed the book, lightly covered the quilt for Concubine Zhao, put down the gauze, and exited the house.

"Princess." The old mama came over, holding an umbrella in her hand: "It's raining outside, the old slave will send you."

"It's when the concubine wants someone to serve, so mama will be polite to me." Jiuzhu took the umbrella from her hand: "If there is any 'medicine' material missing, send someone to tell me, even if I don't have it here, There must be some in the queen mother's place."

Hearing that Princess Chen mentioned the queen in such an intimate tone, the mother understood in her heart. It seemed that the relationship between the queen and this daughter-in-law was as good as rumored.

Princess Chen insisted that she send it, so she had to take a few umbrellas and give them to Princess Chen who followed her.

"It's fine for me to hold an umbrella by myself, be careful not to get yourself wet." Jiuzhu raised her hand to let the little palace maid who was going to hold an umbrella for her retire. The little palace maid looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, and it was not good to get wet in the rain.

"Thank you, Princess." The little palace maid hesitated and followed behind the princess with an umbrella.

The rain before Qingming was a little cold, but fortunately she used the rain today.

very nice.

Jiuzhu likes to listen to the sound of the rain hitting the oil-paper umbrella, but it's a little bad for the beautiful embroidered shoes to be wet by the rain.

The door separating the West Palace and the Harem opened, and Jiuzhu saw King Chen, who was dressed in snow and had long hair untied, standing outside the door holding an umbrella.

"Your Highness." Jiuzhu put away her umbrella and rushed under King Chen's umbrella, smelling the fragrance after bathing on his body: "Why is Your Highness here?"

"I'm here to pick you up." Chen Wang's umbrella tilted above her head and chuckled, "I like the moon you gave me."

Jiuzhu reached out and hugged his arm: "As long as you like it."

Noticing that his hair was not dry, Jiuzhu said, "It's not dry, it will cause a headache when you blow dry, so let's go back quickly."

"Urgent." Seeing that she was carefully walking around the puddle, Wang Chen wanted to stain the embroidered shoes, and put the umbrella into her hand: "Come on, I'll carry you."

"That's so embarrassing." After saying this, Jiuzhu was already lying on his back.

Good-natured in his mouth, but honest in his deeds.

"Do you like these embroidered shoes?"

"These shoes were specially made by Shangyi Bureau for me, and there are dogs on them." Jiuzhu put her arms around King Chen's neck with one hand, and held an umbrella with the other: "I like it very much."

"Ming puppy?"

Jiuzhu leaned on his shoulder and smiled, the umbrella was swayed, and King Chen was slapped in the face by the cold rain.

King Chen: "..."

At this moment, Jiuzhu was next to his neck and took a light bite: "Wang woo."

The bitten place is crispy and numb, and it doesn't hurt at all.

King Chen she raised her trust: "It looks like a really bright puppy."

Jiuzhu laughed, and he followed suit.

"Why did Your Highness choose a white robe today?"

"Tomorrow is Qingming. I will go to pay homage on behalf of my father and emperor. It is appropriate to wear bright "colored" clothes these days." King Chen raised his eyebrows: "Why, it looks good?"

"Good-looking, His Highness in light clothes is the bright moon in the nine heavens. His Highness in bright colors is the most beautiful sea of ​​flowers in spring. If he wears dark colors, he is the most charming and mysterious. The dark night." Speaking of the goodness of his Highness, Jiuzhu will always lack nice words: "No matter what you wear, you will look good."

"Ming Xiaozhu, fortunately you didn't enter the court as an official."

"why?"

"If you are an official, you must be the most flattering 'treacher' minister."

Jiu Zhu lightly hummed: "I'm telling the truth."

King Chen's heart moved, he saw Jiuzhu's face, but he could imagine her current expression: "In your heart, am I so good?"

"Um!"

King Chen smiled gently, if it wasn't for the fact that he was carrying a man on his back, he would have come down to earth like a fairy in Jiuzhu's mouth.

"Prince Concubine, what's the matter with you?" The palace maid was startled when she saw that Sun Caiyao was suddenly sluggish and the basket she was carrying fell to the ground.

"It's okay, it's okay." Sun Caiyao shook her head in a panic, and bent over to pick up the flower basket.

King Chen is only wearing white clothes, she can't think too much, she must think more.

"The relationship between King Chen and Princess Chen is really good." A palace maid whispered, "I was afraid that the princess would walk on rainy days, so she actually carried the princess on her back."

"Shh, didn't you realize that the lord didn't even have his hair tied?"

Sun Caiyao's brain was buzzing, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground.

"Prince Concubine!"

Before falling into a coma, she saw Ming Jiuzhu jump off King Chen's back and run towards her.

"Your Highness, Your Highness."

Yun Yanze was still in his sleep when he was awakened by the urgent call of the palace servants. He closed his eyes and suppressed the emotions in his heart. He sat up and opened the gauze curtain: "What's the matter?"

"The imperial concubine just fainted on the palace road. I invited an imperial doctor to check the pulse. The imperial concubine is pregnant!"

Yun Yanze showed joy on his face, put on his robe and strode out the door, only to see Yun Duqing standing in his yard with an umbrella.

He slowed down: "Fifth brother."

"Fourth brother." King Chen nodded slightly to him: "Congratulations to fourth brother."

"Thank you fifth brother." Yun Yanze looked at the snow-colored silver-patterned brocade on Yun Duqing's body: "Why is fifth brother here?"

"My princess saw the fourth sister-in-law fainted. She brought her back and is accompanying her in the house at the moment." King Chen raised his eyebrows, does he really want to stand here?

Other women are pregnant, what does it have to do with him.

Inside the house, Sun Caiyao looked at Ming Jiuzhu who was sitting on the side, and sat up with support.

"The eunuch has already come to invite the fourth brother. I will leave first. The road is slippery in rainy days. You are pregnant, so be careful when you go out." Jiuzhu stood up and was about to go out.

Her Royal Highness was still waiting for her in the yard with an umbrella.

Sun Caiyao looked down at her stomach in a daze, and slowly released her hand holding the quilt: "Ming Jiuzhu, thank you."

Is she pregnant?

Jiuzhu was surprised at how Sun Caiyao addressed herself, and looked back at her: "Sister-in-law Four, you're very polite."

She was busy going out and didn't think much about Sun Caiyao's attitude.

Walking out of the door and under the eaves, Jiuzhu waved to King Chen: "Your Highness."

King Chen shook his head helplessly, walked in front of her, and raised the umbrella over her head: "Come down."

Jiuzhu jumped down the steps and bumped into his arms. He stretched out his hand to support her waist, and she was wrapped in his arms.

"Today's matter, there are five brothers and sisters."

Hearing the voice, Jiuzhu realized that Yun Yanze was standing under the eaves. She took King Chen's arm, raised her umbrella and looked at Yun Yanze: "Fourth brother, you're welcome, go and accompany fourth sister-in-law."

In the end, he is a prince, he is calmer than ordinary people, his own prince is pregnant, and he has the patience to talk to others outside the door.

Yun Yanze glanced at her, turned and entered the house.

"Your Highness, wait a long time." Jiuzhu leaned on King Chen's body: "Let's go home."

She looked down at the embroidered shoes stained with mud on her feet and sighed. I was in a hurry to help Sun Caiyao just now, but I didn't notice there was a small puddle next to it, and stepped into it.

"It's okay." King Chen "touched" the top of her hair: "I asked them to make you an identical pair."

"Yeah!" Jiuzhu was happy.

King Chen sighed, it's so stupid, it's so coaxing.

The news that the Fourth Imperial Concubine was pregnant soon spread.

The mothers and concubines of several princes reacted in the same way. Only Queen Su specially called Jiuzhu to her side and told her that a lot of women were too young and should have children.

The words are full of love for her.

The next morning, before dawn, King Chen went to Taiyang Palace, changed into a princely robe embroidered with dragon patterns, and took the dragon carriage to Yuanqiu.

Qingming was originally a festival to worship ancestors, but the emperors of all dynasties thought that some ancestors would become immortals in the sky after death, so they had to go to Yuanqiu to worship the sky first, and then go to the back soil of Fangze Temple.

After the dragon carriage, the four princes accompanied them on horseback, and behind them were the civil and military officials in official robes.

An Wang wiped the rain from his face.

The youngest prince sat in the dragon carriage representing the emperor, while the four elder brothers rode on horses, drenched in the light Qingming rain.

The matter of hugging the thigh is imminent.

"The rain is getting heavier and heavier." Wang Huai noticed Wang An's movement of wiping the rain, and his tone was a little sour: "When we arrive at the Fang Ze altar, our clothes will probably be soaked through."

It's better to sit on a dragon chariot, the wind won't blow, and the rain will come.

Hearing this, An Wang was somewhat right, but did not dare to answer.

King Huai also realized that what he said was correct, and turned to look at Yun Yanze: "Fourth brother, I haven't congratulated you on becoming a father yet."

"Thank you, eldest brother." Yun Yanze looked in good spirits, and even his smile was a little more sincere.

"Yes, congratulations, congratulations." An Dynasty Yun Yanze bowed in congratulations.

"Having a child is a great event, but..." King Jing whispered something, and suddenly he came back to his senses, hurriedly bowed, and apologized timidly: "I'm sorry, I made a blunder."

Sacrificing to the emperor and the emperor is a major event, and the prince can easily replace the emperor to do this.

Unless, he is the prince.

Today, the father asked Yun Duqing to go to Taiyang Palace to change the prince's robe, wear a golden dragon crown, and arranged for him to travel with the emperor's honor guard.