I Am This Type of Woman

Chapter 87 Wearing Small Shoes (1)

The hall is very quiet, so quiet that even a needle can be heard.

Emperor Yunqing looked at Rong Xia, who stood there respectfully, allowing the emperor to look at him.

"Jun Po," Emperor Yun Qing finally spoke after being silent for a while, "I knew you would not let me down."

Yan Hui was raised by him alone, but he found that in recent years, Yan Hui has become more and more disobedient to him, conniving at the tribe's enclosure, and even selling officials and nobles, but he doesn't want the Right Prime Minister's family to dominate, so He can only turn a blind eye and close his eyes, but this does not mean that he can bear Yan Hui's meddling in the royal family's affairs.

Although the prince is a bit indecisive, he has a benevolent character. When he succeeds to the throne in the future, he will be able to treat his brothers and sisters kindly, but Yan Hui encourages the prince to deal with the second prince and his brothers. As an emperor, he couldn't stand such a thing, even though he himself was not a brother-loving person.

"It's a pity that you are too young, otherwise I can rest assured that you will sit in the position of left prime minister."

"Your Majesty," Rong Xia said in a calm tone, "Doing things for His Majesty and the people of the world is what I pursue. No position is important."

"You," Emperor Yunqing laughed softly, "you don't like women, and you don't admire power. How is this life different from that of an ascetic monk?"

"Your Majesty, humble ministers are dressed in fine clothes and have numerous servants. The life of an ascetic monk cannot be compared with that." Rong Xia thought for a while, "A humble minister can't live like an eminent monk."

"People should ask for something in life," Emperor Yunqing smiled gratifiedly, "Although Aiqing is not my son, to me, he is still my son-in-law."

Rong Xia bowed to the end: "Your Majesty has broken my humble minister."

Wang De in the corner looked down at the tip of his shoe, silent. Your Majesty looks at the young men and women who are pleasing to the eye, wishing they were their own children. Is it because they are so dissatisfied with their own children that they always express such emotions?

"What's wrong with you?" Emperor Yun Qing patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go out with me for a walk to get some air."

Rong Xia followed behind the emperor and came to the imperial garden. He has walked through the imperial garden with the emperor many times. For him, this place is not special, nor is it as magical as it is written in the script outside.

"As I get older, these courtiers are getting more and more worried." The emperor stood by the lotus pond, looking at the rippling lake expressionlessly, "It's like this now that I'm still with them. What will it look like in China?"

There was nothing to see in the lotus pond at the end of autumn. The eunuchs in the palace had already scooped up the remaining lotus leaves. At this time, there was nothing in the lotus pond except water, and it looked extremely deserted.

"Your Majesty is in his prime, why would you think so?" Rong Xia looked at His Majesty in amazement and horror, "This humble servant is terrified."

"There will always be a day like this," Emperor Yun Qing frowned, "It's not because others call it Long Live, it means that they will really live forever."

"Your Majesty," Rong Xia took a step back, and made a big salute to Emperor Yunqing, "Please don't say such things, I feel uncomfortable hearing this. My parents died young, and His Majesty has been taking care of Weichen all these years." Minister, to say something disrespectful, to my minister, Your Majesty is my sky and my tree. In my heart, you are both a king and a father. I know that my status is low, so I dare not think about it , but I hope that Your Majesty will be in good health, free from illness and disaster."

Emperor Yunqing was touched when he heard the words. He remembered that someone had told him two years ago that Cheng Anbo had set up a longevity monument for someone in the Changsheng Temple. Later, he had someone check it out and found out that the longevity monument was actually His name is taboo. Perhaps it was disrespectful for a courtier to write down the name of the emperor, so Cheng Anbo was very careful not to let anyone find out.

Today, if someone else said such things to him, he would only feel that others were flattering him, but his face was different. He knew that this child really cared about him as a close relative and elder, so that he, who behaved gracefully, did The sneaky thing that happened two years ago.

Later he heard a report from a spy, saying that because a scholar said something disrespectful to him, Cheng Amber fought ten poems in a row with the other scholar, discrediting the scholar, and never appeared in the capital again. As long as he ordered him to do things, he would earnestly complete them, even if he was injured, he would never come to him to ask for rewards.

There are quite a few capable courtiers in the court, but there are only a handful of courtiers who can do things for him wholeheartedly like Rong Xia, but never please them.

Reaching out to pat Rong Xia's shoulder again, Emperor Yun Qing's mood gradually improved: "Okay, I won't talk about that."

Rong Xia's expression was slightly relaxed, but he maintained his gentlemanly demeanor and stood behind Emperor Yunqing. Seeing him like this, Emperor Yunqing felt a little joking instead, "It is said that you spoke ill of Prime Minister Yan Zuo in front of many scholars two days ago?"

"Your Majesty, this humble minister is just telling the truth." Rong Xia frowned, "Princess Fuller is your niece that you value, how can you let outsiders bully you?"

Hearing these words in Emperor Yunqing's ears, the meaning became: How can your humble servant be bullied by others?

Hearing this explanation, Emperor Yunqing immediately felt at ease, and smiled immediately: "I never thought that Yan Hui would do such a foolish thing, what you said is right, my cousin's niece is beautiful, it is a gift from heaven The Yan family is so crying and clamoring for the princess to marry, it's too late."

He looked back at Rong Xia, and his smile became more obvious: "It's a pity that you don't have any interest in Princess Fule, otherwise, with your steady temperament, it would be nice to marry Huahua."

Rong Xia was silent for a moment, then raised her head to look at Emperor Yun Qing: "Princess Fuller is as beautiful as a fairy concubine, with a noble family background, agile and delicate, a humble official is not good enough for her."

He spoke every word very slowly, as if he was stating the facts rather than prevarication. However, Emperor Yunqing didn't take this matter to heart at all, and after joking a few words, he revealed the matter.

But Wang De, who was standing behind Emperor Yunqing, moved a little, as if he heard something important.

"The autumn night is long, sister, you just don't want to sleep, what are you doing here?" Ban Heng wrapped his body in a thick cloak, wishing he could tuck his head into the clothes.

"Appreciate the moon," Ban Hua glanced at the bright moonlight in the sky, and sat down on the padded stone bench, "I'm bored by myself, so I can only ask you to accompany me."

"It's such a cold day, what kind of moon are you enjoying?" Ban Heng reached out and touched Banhua's forehead, "Are you insane?"

"If you have brain problems, I won't have any problems," Banhua patted his hand away, "I slept for a long time in the afternoon, and now I can't sleep."

Ban Heng thought that Ban Hua had been staying in the mansion for the past few days without even leaving the gate, so he felt a little sympathetic to her, "Okay then, I'll sit with you for a while."