Drunken Exquisiteness

In the early dynasty of the next day, although the Emperor of Heaven personally determined the candidate for repairing the ritual, as early as yesterday, after the Yanxi Palace announced the decree, he informed the center by order. Most courtiers knew about it, but Dang Qingchen was dressed in a custom-made Yuebaijin mink palace costume Wearing a purple jade chisel golden crown symbolizing the highest level of the Lantai female officials, and holding an ivory white wat with the Emperor of Heaven, when he stepped into the Tai Chi Hall, there was still a slight commotion in the center.

The emperor turned a blind eye to the expressions of his officials in private, and Qing Chen also stood behind the emperor indifferently, with a calm expression on his face.

Everything returned to normal in the blink of an eye, just like a small stone thrown into the deep water, and soon calmed down again.

Feng Yan and Wei Zongping both smiled and darkened, and the resentment flashed in Yin Jianzheng's eyes. Under the three ministers and ministers, the officials had their own expressions. Qing Chen had a panoramic view while scanning, and she knew that the Emperor of Heaven could see a hundred times more clearly than her.

Civil servants and military officers, all ministries played their roles, Qing Chen stood beside the dragon's jade wall, cast his eyes on the clear and cold sky visible outside the temple, and his thoughts were flying.

The purple silk jade crown and scarlet python robe are all crawling underneath. On the golden temple, overlooking the sentient beings, standing tall and lonely.

Life is alive, but how many people are not alone? Everyone who is lonely is looking for the meaning of survival under the sky, looking for a confidant, a partner, or an opponent. It is a kind of luck to have any of them.

The supreme power in the Taisho Palace tempts people to succeed at any cost, but for her, she has only discovered like-minded people and made a gamble with him in this new life.

There was a faint smile on her face, but when everyone had discussed the matter, the Emperor Xuan Ye Tian Ling and the eleventh follow-drive Zhiyuan Palace asked additionally about the addition of the Duhu Mansion.

The princes with different surnames in the celestial dynasty have guarded the frontiers since the founding of the country and the enfeoffment, which has lasted for a century. Within the four borders, the northern Youji sixteen states are under the control of Beiyanhou, the southern coastal line is under the control of Nanjinghou, the land of Xishu granary is under Ximinhou, and Dongyuehou is in the eastern Shanhaiguan pass. Although the Sihou Kingdom is under the control of the royal family, its hereditary resignation has been rooted in its jurisdiction, and its power is deeply rooted. In particular, Bei Yanhou is in an extremely important military position by virtue of natural dangers, and is connected to the various ethnic groups in the desert to the north. .

The Emperor of Heaven inquired about all things in northern Xinjiang, and Ye Tianling calmly answered in front of the Huangyu Jiangshan Tu. Although the words were concise, he included all the situation of the princes in it. He was insightful and thorough.

Qing Chen looked at himself secretly from the side, and looked to himself, only to feel that Ye Tianling and the Emperor of Heaven were very similar. She once heard the empress dowager say that Ye Tianling and Tiandi were born exactly the same when they were young, and even had a similar temperament. Tiandi has always been extremely dependent on him, and he has never let Tiandi down. If this picture of father's kindness and filial piety changed, what would it be like?

Just as he was thinking, Ye Tianling glanced at him coldly, and in a very short moment, his seemingly calm eyes flashed across his heart, the light and the dark, it was so unexpected. Qing Chen felt as though he was being carried by a thin ice blade, and there was pain inexplicably.

Ye Tianling was still answering the question of the Emperor of Heaven, but his hand was slowly fisted on his side.

When things became clear, the emperor reached out and rubbed his forehead, and Sun Shi stepped forward to offer ginseng tea. The Emperor took a sip and said, "I am old, and I have always felt that my energy is low recently. In the future, your brothers should discuss more about these things."

Eleven smiled and said: "Father is in his prime, how to talk about old age?"

Ye Tianling also said indifferently: "The children and ministers still need to listen to the emperor's instructions."

The emperor waved his hand: "When you are old, you are old, why avoid it. Go ahead, Qing Chen, to see if Wei Zongping is or not, and ask him to come and eat with me."

Qing Chen readily responded. Fang stepped out of the Zhiyuan Hall and felt an extremely strong gaze on him. He raised his head to face Ye Tianling's eyes. He seemed to have a lot to say, but he just looked at her silently. However, Eleven asked immediately: "This is the will of the father yesterday?"

Qing Chen nodded and said: "In the will it is said that it is a temporary replacement for the ritual."

Eleventh Road: "Said it is a temporary generation, unless there is a bad moral character, otherwise it is a solid matter."

"Are you willing?" Ye Tianling suddenly asked four short words.

Qing Chen raised his eyes and smiled: "Yes."

"Seven years?" Ye Tianling said.

Facing Ye Tianling's next question, Qing Chen sighed softly: "Yes."

By the time he was 25 years old, he had been in the position of repairing rituals for the past seven years. Unless he took the same risk as Luan Fei, everything about Qing Chen was in the hands of the Emperor of Heaven, and the line must be drawn between the princes.

This is exactly what she tried to avoid thinking in her heart, and it was also the burning of Ye Tianling's upward face and her cold face. Last night, he wrote more than a dozen "aspirations to win" in the study of Lingwang Mansion. This determination was even stronger when he saw Qing Chen in the Tai Chi Hall today. The two unhesitating "willing" in front of him seemed to deepen his heart. The surging emotions calmed down for a few minutes, and he heard Qing Chen whisper: "I know what the fourth brother means, but there is no turning back arrow in the bow."

Eleven sighed: "There is no other way, although seven years is a bit longer, but it can only be done slowly."

Qing Chen smiled and said, "I am so young and young, so you said it lightly."

Eleven laughed and said: "People who are almost eighteen are far away from Cardamom. In another seven years, you just can’t help you pick and choose..."

Before he finished speaking, Qing Chen glared at him secretly, because he didn't dare to be presumptuous in the Zhiyuan Hall, and eleven also resisted laughing and did not quarrel with her any more.

Ye Tianling walked forward with his hands under his hand, looking out from a distance along the Bai Yulong steps, and said for a long time: "You must be cautious in your words and deeds in front of the emperor. If you are not sure, do not make casual suggestions. Once you make a proposal, you should have sufficient reasons in your heart. Don’t turn back easily. You must be very careful about recruiting in case of relocation, and the emperor is very taboo about it. Recently, there have been no more than a few major events, such as princes, plagues, calendar revisions, and winter sacrifices. Listen and watch more. , Shaoyan."

Qing Chen silently listened to his instructions, nodded and wrote down.

Eleven also said: "No matter what is going on, don't be rash. It is not easy to be with the emperor, you must be careful of your body and your son."

Qing Chen thought of getting up early and going to bed every night, and said with a wry smile: "I was called to the Zhiyuan Hall last night and watched the memorial for the whole night. Only when I was up in the morning, I almost fell asleep. Now there is only one word, sleepy."

Eleven smiled and said: "Is this too sleepy? Chenshi's attendance is already comfortable enough. When we were studying in Linhua Hall, we had to get up every day at Yinshi, and we didn't finish our homework until Youshi. That's sleepy."

When Qing Chen heard the words, he turned his head and saw two Gong'e coming here from far away: "I'm leaving first, and ordered people to find the Guardian for a good relationship."

Ye Tianling turned her head and glanced at her deeply: "Don't rush, be patient."

Knowing his painstaking efforts, Qing Chen smiled brightly and went to the other side.

It is not common for the Emperor of Heaven to call the ministers to eat. Today, Wei Zong was invited to attend the meal for more than an hour. Qing Chen and Sun Shi were not allowed to be there, and there was no way to know what they were talking about.

After the meal, the emperor took Wei Zongping to Songyutai. Regardless of father and son, the emperor, even if the emperor was extremely angry, he still did not want to abolish the prince. Returning from Songyutai, people can't figure out the happiness and anger, and still did not make an order to move the prince back to the East Palace, just back and forth as usual and take a nap.

However, the peace of Zhiyuan Hall in the afternoon was quickly broken by news from the Relief Department: The plague with the same symptoms as Pingli was found in the nine cities outside Tiandu, and dozens of people were infected, and seven of them died.

Regarding such a situation, the Emperor of Heaven was worried, but Qing Chen felt more frightening signs.

Every time there was a large-scale epidemic in history, tens of thousands of people died, and even one creature could be wiped out. The plague is thought to change and creepy. If it can't be controlled in time, the consequences will be really unimaginable.

In the Zhiyuan Hall, there are three grades of Xiuyan, Xiuhua, and Xiuhua under the self-repairing ceremony for female officials. Qing Chen was ordered by the Emperor of Heaven to take a few female officials to patrol the harem, and the servant Gong'e was ordered not to leave the palace at will, and he received medicines from the imperial pharmacy and distributed them, informing them of various preventive measures. The inner city of the imperial palace is strictly under martial law, and entry and exit are strictly restricted.

There were countless halls in the harem, and it was difficult to deal with anywhere. After dinner, Qing Chenfang went to Zhiyuan Hall to return to life, and when he served the emperor again, he returned to his residence.

On the moon in the middle of the sky, Qiansha Palace's lanterns are fluttering, and light and shade dot the deep palace.

Qing Chen tensed her body to resist the cold winter night. As a healer, she actually wanted to go to the Pingli epidemic area to see if she could find a way to treat it, but she just mentioned it to the Emperor, but the Emperor did not comment. .

She twisted her eyebrows slightly, looked at the night sky like ink, and weighed the symptoms of the plague over and over in her heart. She couldn't help walking slower and slower. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice calling beside her: "Princess Lord."

A man dressed in the costume of the Imperial Forest Army bowed to salute, and Qing Chen was puzzled. The man raised his head and smiled at her, his brows were clear, he was actually stubborn. Qing Chen was surprised, and whispered: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Ming Zhi said: "His Royal Highness arranged for me and a few brothers to enter the Imperial Forest Army."

Moving so fast, Qing Chen couldn't help but think, and easily arranged people into the Imperial Forest Army, Ye Tianling didn't know what method he used. The man is also a member of the Mingyi Tower. It seems that he has made some decisions. She insisted on Ming: "You are too dangerous to come in. There are many people who know you in heaven."

Mr. Ming said: "Don't worry, Lord Feng, it is common for the children of the rich family in Tiandu to donate a free job, and it will not arouse people's suspicion." As he took out a small bag of things from his arms, "This subordinate took it back from Ruyang. "

Qing Chen took a look, two bottles of medicine and a list. She scanned the list twice with the light, all of which were unfamiliar names, so she took the medicine into her arms, and the list was returned to Mingzhi: "Bring it to the Fourth Royal Highness."

Mingzhi took it and said: "If there is nothing else Phoenix Master, I have to go back soon, the four high priests and six relatives don't recognize them, and the duty guards will lose errands. I just took care of two guards yesterday. I don't want to touch this mold."

Qing Chen smiled and said, "It's best to go back after you have been removed from your job, so that I don't worry about it inside and out."

Unexpectedly, Ming insisted and said: "His Royal Highness has ordered that the arrangement of people into the palace is not for anything else, to protect Fengzhu at any time. If someone else comes, we will not worry."

Qing Chen groaned for a moment, and said: "Yes, there is one more thing you try to do. Now that the plague is spreading in the world and Pingli, you have set up a few medicine workshops in the name of'Muyuantang' to distribute medicine to treat patients. All free clinics are sold for charity. Remember that this medicine workshop is not from Mingyilou, not from Muyuantang, nor from me, but from the Four Highnesses, but don't make any announcements for now."

Ming Zhi said: "Feng mainly builds momentum for the four princes among the people?"

Qing Chen said: "Water can carry and overturn a boat. This is a long-standing truth. Moreover, the people in Pingli are suffering now, so if we have a bit of strength, we can do it."

Ming Zhi replied: "This matter is easy to handle, I will order someone to arrange it tomorrow."

Qing Chen nodded, and Ming Zhi bowed slightly to resign.

Qing Chen returned to the residence, but couldn't sleep, repeatedly fiddled with the two small porcelain bottles. In addition to bringing back the antidote, Mingzhi also brought an extra bottle of centrifugal nitrile juice. If this medicine is puzzled for ten days, Luan Fei still cannot escape to death. From the perspective of human body function, no one can sustain it anymore. Now that there is an antidote, what will happen after the antidote? All of Luan Fei's actions are suspicious. What exactly does the Feng family want to do?

She habitually took out the string of ice aquamarine given to her by Ye Tianzhan from under her pillow, playing with it and thinking deeply. A little bit of clear blue luster was faintly seen in the darkness. Through the perfect circle, it seemed that she could look towards the world that belonged to her. She put the ice blue crystal in her palm, closed her eyes silently, no longer thinking about the past and the future, all she has is the present.