The night wind blows across the Linguang Hall with the coldness of spring.

The eunuch and the palace maid stood outside the lights with her head hanging down. The curtains were hazy among the burning candles. The emperor fell heavily, and the chess sounded heavily, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

"I feel it is a mistake to transfer Min Changwen back to the court."

On the opposite side, the outline of the same sitting in the curtain was a woman. She could see her hair shiny, beautiful face, and understanding. She pinched a black spot with her jade finger and fell down immediately after the emperor, pursed her lips and said softly:

"Your Majesty never does anything wrong. Shouldn't the one who is wrong be a minister?"

"Lihua...you don't understand."

The emperor was only in his thirties, with a good appearance, and his every move was more literary than the emperor's aura. At this time, he sighed, stared at the chessboard, and smiled.

"I was the crown prince at the age of seventeen and until I was thirty. I set up a few pavilions and asked the ministers to say, Your Majesty should not be arrogant; they also said, Your Majesty should do more to the state affairs; I asked a law master to be by my side to ask about the welfare of the world, and said, Your Majesty should not entrust the fortune of a country to the miscellaneous ghosts and gods;

...I feel that except for you, everyone around me, is coming against me."

In the words of gritting teeth, the woman opposite reached out to rub the back of the emperor's hand, and her words were gentle.

"Your Majesty is actually in charge of government affairs, they just can't see it."

snort!

The emperor seemed to feel a little aggrieved. When he pinched the chess piece with his other hand and slapped the table, he felt the warmth from his weak palm and his tone eased.

"My beloved concubine is right. I am concerned about He Liangzhou. Have they seen it? Fazhang said that the natural disaster in He Liangzhou is only a short time. A few days ago, wasn't there a message? It's already raining heavily and there are several consecutive days of heavy snow."

Opposite, Duanli's woman pursed her lips and chuckled, and took a sentence.

"Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. I welcome Liangzhou. There should be hope for next year."

"So, those ministers are not as good as the law to do things."

As the emperor who finally ascended the throne, Chen Shubao felt unspeakable and his palms slammed.

"They thought I didn't know who was jumping up and down from behind. I gave them such a high position to make things difficult for me? Especially that Min Changwen, I didn't know what was wrong, so I transferred him back..."

He was probably extremely angry and said something that he had "what was wrong" and the eunuchs who were serving the surroundings turned pale and quietly retreated outside the hall. They could not listen to these words casually.

In the hall, the woman stood up and sat next to the emperor and stretched out her back: "Well, your Majesty is the king of a country. I'd rather say less of such anger. Look at what scares the people below."

"They dare to say that they will go outside and die with sticks." The emperor said again angrily.

The imperial concubine who accompanied him to play chess was informed and tactful, and she did not continue the topic. She brushed her fingertips across the emperor's back and turned to other things.

"Jing'er has become more and more aware of the matter recently."

"He is the prince."

Speaking of his son, Chen Shubao finally had a smile on his face. This child looked very much like when he was a child, with a sincere and gentle temperament. More importantly, he likes poetry and vocal music like himself.

Last year, after returning to his hometown with the imperial concubine to visit relatives, he became much more sensible and not as absent-minded as before. The Prince of the East Palace, who taught Jing'er, said that this was the appearance of a wise king, which made Chen Shubao happy for a long time.

However, there is one thing, the assassination they encountered on their way back to Beijing. When asked about the reason, they said they were from the Fazhang Sect, but Chen Shubao didn't believe it.

He said:

"Pudu Cihang is a great monk who is proficient in Buddhism and uses compassion as a way to save people from troubles and protect the country. How can he harm Jing'er? It must be a fake by others and there is a suspicion of being alienated."

During this period, the emperor also discovered something. Since the imperial concubine returned, she was suddenly interested in the theory of ghosts and gods. She set up a shrine in her Jieqi Pavilion and occasionally worshiped her, mostly folk gods.

Maybe it was because I saw that I admire the law, so I liked what I like...

This idea probably made the emperor get rid of his suspicion and happy to see it happen.

Dong!

Dongdong!

At this time, an eunuch outside the hall gate pushed the door to cover the hall gate and came in: "Report to Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine, and the Crown Prince are here."

"Didn't Jing'er sleep?"

When the woman said lightly, the eunuch stepped aside, a small figure dressed in luxurious clothes and trotted in. A Pisces-containing pearl-like pendant on her waist ran and swayed.

"Father, mother."

The curtain was lifted, and the woman inside walked out quickly. The golden hairpin and precious jade were shaking together with her hair, and her face was delicate and slightly pink.

If it were Lu Liangsheng and Sun Yingxian, she would definitely recognize her here, and it was He Jingqiu who arrived in Beijing together.

On the other side, Zhang Lihua dragged her crimson skirt and greeted her, led the little man running and returned to the curtain together.

"It's so late, why don't you sleep?"

Chen Jing snuggled beside his mother, with a confused feeling of just waking up on his face. He rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"Jing'er can't sleep, she wants to come and see her mother and father."

"Okay, then you can enjoy family with your father first, and your mother will change her clothes."

When Zhang Lihua faced her son, she restrained her charming attitude, said gently, and sent Chen Jing to the emperor, and then she gave her a blessing.

"Your Majesty, I'll go down first and bring some warm soup later."

"Go."

The emperor smiled and waved his dragon sleeves, reached out and pulled the prince to sit down. After taking the school exam for the past few days, he noticed the jade pendant around his waist.

"Jing'er, who gave it to you?"

"A gentleman."

"On the East Palace?"

"No, Jing'er and her mother met on the road when they came back. A very good gentleman, Nuo, is this jade pendant good-looking?"

Speaking of this, Chen Jing was completely sleepy and raised the Pisces pearl pendant to his chest like a treasure. He had almost forgotten what Lu Liangsheng told him before.

"... Also, that gentleman is also good at magic, so powerful, and very good at human beings."

The emperor frowned: "Can you spell?"

"Well! The sir is called Lu Liangsheng." The little man blushed and nodded excitedly: "Mother all said he is very powerful."

Thinking of the actions of the imperial concubine setting up a shrine after returning to the palace, Chen Shubao's face darkened.

However, after a moment, he smiled again and hugged the prince.

"You are the prince, so you can't wear fish. Let's leave it to your father for the time being."

"Is it a rule again?"

"Yes, the palace has its own rules."

Not long after, Chen Shubao's face turned as usual and enjoyed family happiness with his wife and children, and he returned to Linchun Pavilion alone.

Looking at the Pisces pearl-carved pendant in my hand, I couldn't sleep all night until the sky was shining, and I gradually fell asleep.

The morning light shone through the gaps in the east, pushing away the color of Qingming, pushing it across the palace, wrapping the entire city. In less than a moment, the world was immersed in this golden color.

The snow in winter has long melted away, and the wet treetops have sprouted fresh buds, accumulated water droplets for a night and fell silently to the ground.

"Oh...oh..."

The rooster raised in the kitchen in Min Mansion stretched out his neck and cried loudly. The mansion followed the voices, and the footsteps fluctuated and became lively.

"......Driving away the cold winter, standing in front of you, old trees welcoming spring, and new branches are drawn, and the stones are above the immortals."

Lu Liangsheng pushed open the bedroom door, stretched his waist in the morning light, walked to the water tank in the corner of the side yard, took a sip of water, wrapped it in his mouth, and rumbled a few times, spitting it to the roots of the sycamore tree.

It has been two days since I returned to the capital. Less than seven or eight days before the Spring Examination on the second day of the second month, the Taoist left the day before, saying that he was not used to living here, so it was better to go out and come back after the Spring Examination.

"Okay, it's not beautiful to stay here."

After washing up, Lu Liangsheng shook the water stains on his hands. The water droplets automatically left and fell to the ground. He returned to the room with a refreshing spirit. The toad Taoist covered the quilt and was still dozing off. Most of the quilt was kicked away at some point. He felt the coolness, smacked his lips, raised his webbing and scratched his white belly a few times, turned over and continued to sleep.

The scholar reached out and pulled the quilt to cover him, found a book, walked leisurely to the courtyard, sat on the stone bench under the sycamore tree, bathed in the morning light, and quietly recited the poems.

God rewards hard work, and knowledge is also accumulated step by step.

"Young Master Lu!" Outside the crescent gate of the side courtyard, a maid came in with breakfast and porridge, gave a little blessing, put the plates and porridge bowls on the stone table, and glanced at the side face of the scholar who was reflected in the morning light.

Lu Liangsheng held the book, smiled and responded politely.

The maid lowered her eyes with a red face and said softly: "Please use it slowly, Mr. Lu." She took lotus steps and kicked the edge of her skirt and left quickly.

At the same time, the door of the bedroom was gently opened, and the Toad Taoist whispered to the scroll on the wall, carefully stepped out his short legs, stared at the apprentice reading on the stone bench, gently pressed against the wall, and slowly moved with his round belly.

In an instant, Taoist Toad ran into Wang Shuhua's study, holding a brush, a piece of paper, and a long tongue was excited to drag it to his mouth, spreading the frog webbing and running back.

Lu Liangsheng put down the porridge, turned his head to look into the room, smiled and shook his head, raised the book and continued to read quietly.

The sycamore trees in the yard sway gently, bringing a rustling sound.
Chapter completed!