Chapter eight hundred and thirty eight: holy family
After the wound was treated, the medicine was applied, and the breakfast was accompanied by Empress Dowager Zhang in Renshou Palace. Ye Chunqiu was already sleepy and tired, and looked very haggard and tired. Zhu Houzhao said, "Or, the third brother will just take a nap in the warm room."
Ye Chunqiu thought about it, but said, "I will go to the East Pavilion to take a break."
After saying goodbye, Ye Chunqiu went to Dong Pavilion. At this time, Yang Tinghe had already come to the duty. He looked at Ye Chunqiu meaningfully and said caringly: "I have also heard about what happened last night. Ye Shixue has made new contributions, which is a happy congratulations."
Ye Chunqiu just bowed to him casually and said, "The official is here to take a break."
Yang Tinghe said very considerately: "Oh, that's fine. I'll ask someone to clean up the next door bookstore, for fear of being wronged by Shi Xue Ye."
He hurriedly searched for two eunuchs and ordered people to clean up, saying, "Does Ye Shixue want to drink a sip of tea?"
Ye Chunqiu was exhausted and shook his head and was about to go to the book pavilion next door. After walking two steps, Ye Chunqiu suddenly stopped. He looked back and said, "Sir Yang."
"Hmm?" Yang Tinghe raised his eyes and smiled at Ye Chunqiu: "I don't know what?"
Ye Chunqiu just said: "Sir Yang should... he knows Jiao Fang very well."
"Ah..." Yang Tinghe didn't expect Ye Chunqiu to ask this question suddenly, but he still treated the courtesy with a kind smile on his face: "Oh, know a little more."
Ye Chunqiu didn't say anything else and went straight to the Book Pavilion.
Yang Tinghe must have known Jiao Fang very well.
He was in the East Pavilion and was always coveting the opportunity to enter the cabinet. Obviously, Jiao Fang, who had the least qualifications, was his goal. Ye Chunqiu believed that Yang Tinghe had always been thinking about Jiao Fang. He had been waiting patiently for the opportunity. People like him must have figured Jiao Fang out. If there are still people in this world who really understand Jiao Fang, then it is Yang Tinghe.
Since that's the case, Ye Chunqiu thought to himself, would Yang Tinghe guess that Jiao Fang would be anxious? It should be true that even he noticed some clues, how could he not know at all?
Then... Ye Chunqiu thought of a question, why... Yang Tinghe did not have any warning in advance? From beginning to end, he seemed to be fine.
When Ye Chunqiu thought of this, he felt a chill in his heart. Yang Ting and this person were much more scheming than he had imagined. He was not like Jiao Fang. Although he was extremely smart, he would be too smart and would be mistaken for being too smart. He belonged to the kind of person who was complacent.
Ye Chunqiu said nothing, and was too tired at this time and went to bed with his clothes.
In the Dong Pavilion next door, in this very ordinary small public room, Yang Tinghe picked up his pen and practiced his calligraphy as usual, but when the pen was dipped in ink, the tip of the hair could not fall. He thought to himself and whispered: "It's very interesting... it's smarter than I thought."
He pursed his lips and just put his pen down, but today's words seemed to be written in a bad way.
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When Ye Chunqiu got up, it was already noon.
An eunuch came from the warm room and said, "Your Majesty asked Ye Shixue to have a meal, which was arranged by the little chef."
Ye Chunqiu got up and asked someone to take clean water and green salt to wash, then set off. He had to go and say goodbye to Yang Tinghe. Yang Tinghe said happily: "The holy family of Ye Shixue is really enviable."
Ye Chunqiu smiled and said, "Sir Yang praised him."
Then he set out to the warm room. The food and drinks were already served in the warm room. Zhu Houzhao lay on the desk and frowned. He raised his eyes to see Ye Chunqiu who was bowing and said, "Come on, I'm about to ask you."
Ye Chunqiu stepped forward and said, "What's wrong with Your Majesty?"
Zhu Houzhao said: "I am thinking about the badge of the new army in Zhenguo. Didn't you say that the new army in Zhenguo should be different from others and need to set up military flags to show the difference? I thought about it all, but I didn't have a good idea. It was you and they who saved Yao'er. I can't slack off anymore. Well, I think about it again."
But there were many drafts on Zhu Houzhao's imperial desk, including tigers and leopards. Zhu Houzhao picked up the draft of the leopard and said, "I originally liked the leopard the most, but since the third brother killed the leopard with empty punches, I feel that the leopard is not powerful anymore, and it is not suitable for use in the new army of Zhenguo. Well... I have to think about it again, just think about it again."
He narrowed his eyes and continued, "It's not appropriate for lions and tigers. I don't like lions and tigers. It's too stupid. Are you a wolf? How about the wolf?"
Ye Chunqiu thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty decides everything."
Zhu Houzhao put down her pen and frowned and said, "That's not good, maybe..." He thought for a while and smiled: "I'll think about it again, and then have a meal first."
Zhu Houzhao seemed in a good mood, and when he was having a meal, he couldn't help but say to Deng Jian: "That guy, this time, I'm afraid he's really going to be lame, haha... I screamed in the imperial hospital, like killing a pig."
Ye Chunqiu said in disappointment: "My brother should go and see him."
Zhu Houzhao immediately said, "Don't go and see what he doesn't like. He doesn't want people to see his ugly appearance. Just pretend that nothing happened."
Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but look up at Zhu Houzhao, thinking to himself that at this point, Zhu Houzhao also has a familiar side to human nature.
After lunch and having a few bites of tea, Ye Chunqiu was about to say goodbye, but Zhu Houzhao called him, looked at Ye Chunqiu deeply, and spit out two words from his mouth with difficulty: "The third brother..."
"Hmm? What is your Majesty's order?" Ye Chunqiu saluted Zhu Houzhao, but Zhu Houzhao's reaction was very awkward.
Zhu Houzhao suddenly smiled relieved and said, "I thank you."
Well……
It was rare to say such sincere words from him. Ye Chunqiu bowed with both hands, smiled, and then left.
The Ye Mansion has already been in trouble. From Old Lady Ye to Ye Jing, to various relatives, they have been waiting in front of the middle gate for Ye Chunqiu to come back. The people from the Wang family and Xie family have already sent people to ask. When Ye Chunqiu came back in the car and got out of the car, he seemed trembling even when walking on weekdays. Old Lady Ye rushed over and groped over Ye Chunqiu with worry, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, I'm so scared. Come in, say, let go, let go."
Everyone gathered around Ye Chunqiu and returned to the house. Before he could finish his rest, a man in charge of the business came and said, "My master and Mr. Xie have been urging me to ask, "Is Mr. Ye back?" Is it okay? If it is not, the villain will go back to report his life."
Ye Chunqiu said, "Please tell your teacher and Mr. Xie, just say it's okay, please don't worry."
The main person left in a hurry. Ye Chunqiu raised his eyes and looked at Old Lady Ye, Ye Jing, and the third uncle all gathered together, looking at him eagerly. He couldn't help but feel a little moved, but also a little worried. By the way... there are too many relatives, which seems to be a trouble.
Chapter completed!