Shang Junlin imagined Shen Yu wearing a little eunuch's uniform and following behind him. His eyes darkened.
In the end, he couldn't bear it.
"I'll ask someone to set up a screen. You can sit behind it."
Shen Yu bumped into him, "Does Your Majesty want to take revenge on me for placing you behind the screen?"
At that time, Shen Yu wanted to establish his authority in Yuzhang Palace, and Shang Junlin refused to go anywhere else. Shen Yu had no choice but to ask someone to set up a big screen in the main hall and let Shang Junlin sit behind it.
"Am I so petty in your eyes?" Shang Junlin pinched Shen Yu's cheek.
Shen Yu muttered in a low voice, "Your Majesty has used Shen Qingran's letter to me to take advantage of me a few times …"
Shang Junlin's ears were sharp, so he clearly heard this sentence. He pinched Shen Yu's cheek and shook it from side to side, "If A Yu didn't refuse, why would I find these excuses?"
He wished that other men's names would never appear beside Shen Yu's ears.
Shen Yu didn't want to admit this. He shook off Shang Junlin's hand, "Your Majesty likes to torture people. How can you blame others?"
If Shang Junlin didn't push his luck again and again, would Shen Yu have to find ways to refuse?
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I didn't work hard enough and didn't make A Yu comfortable." Shang Junlin let go of Shen Yu's soft cheek and kissed the reddened part.
Shen Yu was rendered speechless by Shang Junlin's deliberate distortion of his meaning. He finally understood that he had no chance of winning against Shang Junlin in this matter.
He sat up straight and patted Shang Junlin's shoulder to vent his anger, "Your Majesty has worked very hard. Really, if you work harder, you can find someone else."
She was already tormenting him to no end. What else did she want?
"A Yu, you can't say such things carelessly." Shang Junlin forcefully held Shen Yu's waist and pulled her into his arms. Then, he fiercely bit Shen Yu's lips.
"Ugh —" Shen Yu cried out in pain. Soon, he tasted the taste of blood in his mouth.
"Your Majesty!"
"Zhen doesn't like to hear such words," Shang Junlin released Shen Yu's mouth and gently kissed away the blood on his lips, "A Yu, zhen's everything can only be yours!"
The man's aura was terrifying, like a storm that swept through everything. Shen Yu, who was in the center of the whirlpool, could deeply feel Shang Junlin's mood at this moment.
"Alright, Your Majesty, I'm just talking nonsense," Shen Yu chased after Shang Junlin. When he was about to leave, she took the initiative to kiss his lips, "Of course, Your Majesty is mine. No one can take Your Majesty away from me."
Under the comfort of Shen Yu, Shang Junlin's terrifying aura gradually calmed down. He didn't take back the initiative immediately. Instead, he enjoyed Shen Yu's rare initiative.
There was a faint fragrance on the young man's body. It was very light and could only be smelled when one was close to him. Shang Junlin liked this smell very much.
Shen Yu didn't go deep. Instead, he just rubbed his lips. His lips were still injured, so the faint taste of blood spread in their mouths.
Feeling that Shang Junlin had calmed down, Shen Yu gradually withdrew.
How could Shang Junlin let go of such a good opportunity? At the moment when they were about to separate, he moved his hand behind Shen Yu's head and used a little force. Shen Yu was forced to bump into him.
Compared to before, Shang Junlin's kiss was much gentler this time. Although it was gentle, it had a strong force that couldn't be refused.
Under the leafy tree, the man in black tightly held the blue-clothed young man in his arms. The shadows of the trees danced, and occasionally, a few birds circled above their heads.
A breeze blew, and the branches and leaves swayed, causing waves of ripples.
The mottled light fell on their heads and bodies. The swing gently swayed with their movements. It was a quiet afternoon, and everything was leisurely and beautiful.
After being inspired by Shen Yu, Shang Junlin summoned the important ministers for a discussion.
If Shen Yu's idea was to be implemented, the existing laws regarding merchants in Dahuan must be changed.
After proposing Shen Yu's idea, the Imperial Study Room fell into a long silence.
After a long time, the Prime Minister hesitantly said, "Although this method is against common knowledge, the benefits far outweigh the disadvantages for Dahuan. I think it can be implemented."
"They're just merchants. Do you think the national treasury will be short of money? Compared to the previous dynasty, Dahuan already treats merchants very well. I don't think it's necessary to give them more preferential treatment. Your Majesty, it's not good for the country to encourage the merchants to be arrogant. "Some ministers disagreed.
The Minister of Works and the Minister of Revenue looked at each other. This time, they reached an agreement.
"Your Majesty, I think this method is feasible."
"I also agree. Merchants are also citizens of Dahuan. There's no reason to be too harsh on them. We just need to give them more honor and let them have a greater sense of belonging to Dahuan."
After arguing back and forth, those who agreed with the idea gained the upper hand.
"I don't know who came up with this idea. Such a talented person shouldn't be buried!" The Prime Minister had a good impression of the person who came up with this idea.
"Guijun accidentally mentioned it to me." Speaking of Shen Yu, Shang Junlin's expression softened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The Prime Minister wanted His Majesty to use the person who came up with this idea, but his words were stuck. Since ancient times, the harem couldn't interfere in politics. He sighed heavily in his heart. What a pity.
The other ministers also didn't expect this answer. They looked at each other. For a moment, the hall was silent again.
In the end, it was the Minister of Works who spoke up: "Guijun is a talented person. It's Dahuan's good fortune to be able to receive his help."
Shang Junlin had vaguely told him that Shen Yu was the one who came up with the cement recipe. At that time, the Minister of Works had a good impression of Shen Yu. Now that he saw him come up with a way to solve the Ministry of Works' biggest problem, his impression of him was even better.
Shang Junlin's expression became gentler.
"First, come up with a plan for how this will be implemented. Before it is officially implemented," Shang Junlin paused. "First, experiment with what the Ministry of Works is currently doing."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
On the way out of the palace, several ministers gathered together to talk.
"It's really a pity for the child of Count North."
"In the past, there were rumors that he had deep thoughts. I don't know what Count North was thinking, sending his di son into the palace."
In that kind of situation, who didn't know that being sent into the palace was equivalent to being abandoned? The only di son, Count North, was given up just like that. It was really an eye-opener.
"At that time, Count Zhenbei favored his concubine and her child. Later, the child was involved in the matter of Prince Yue. In my opinion, the son of the first wife is the son of the first wife. Not any Tom, Dick, or Harry can climb to the head of the first wife. Count Zhenbei favored his concubine and gave birth to a child, but did not care about the son of the first wife.
"That's right. Compared to his di son, Shen Guijun is much more outstanding. I don't know if he regrets it now."
"What's the use of regretting it now?"
Did Count North regret it?
Regret!
He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.
After Shen Yu entered the palace, Shen Qingran repeatedly sought death and wiped out the last bit of father-son affection in Count Zhenbei's heart. He didn't know if it was Shen Yu's behavior that broke his filter of concubine mother Ru. Now, no matter how he looked at it, concubine mother Ru was an ordinary woman who couldn't be more ordinary. He even began to wonder if he, who was infatuated with concubine mother Ru, had been poisoned.
What the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve over. After Concubine Ru made trouble two more times, Count North was only fed up with her. At this time, he was in a terrible state to clean up the mess caused by Shen Qingran, so he impatiently locked Concubine Ru up.
Concubine Ru, who had been in the limelight for more than ten years in Count North's mansion, fell down like this, which caused a lot of people in the mansion to sigh.
"What's wrong with this Eldest Young Master? Once he makes a move, you will have no power to resist." A concubine who had stayed in the mansion for a long time sighed.
"Yes, a few months ago, who would have thought that Concubine Ru, who was treated like a Madam in the mansion, would have such a day."
"After all, she is just a concubine. She relied on Count North's favor to act like a tyrant. I have disliked her for a long time."
"A legitimate son is a legitimate son. She wants to help her son ascend the throne, but she doesn't know whether Dahuan's laws will allow it."
"Yes, some people are cheap and biased. If it wasn't for Madam, would she be where she is today?"
"Be careful with your words. You can't mention that person."
In the courtyard separated by a wall, Concubine Ru clenched her fists tightly, her nails deeply sinking into her flesh. She knew that those people deliberately said it for her to hear. After being suppressed for more than ten years, she had to seize the opportunity to hit someone when they were down.
The news of Count North's mansion was passed to Shen Yu's ears through Mu Xi.
"Serves them right. Concubine Ru probably didn't expect that there would be a day when the wheel of fortune turns." After reporting the situation of Count North's mansion, Mu Xi was very relieved. However …
"Young Master, did you expect everything before you left the mansion?"
At that time, Mu Xi thought that Shen Yu handed the matter over to Count North to make things convenient for Concubine Ru.
Not only Mu Xi, but other people in the mansion also thought so at that time. After so many years, Count North's favoritism to Concubine Ru was obvious to everyone in the mansion. Handing the matter over to Count North to handle was obviously giving Count North a chance to cover up someone.
Shen Yu carelessly fiddled with "Junling", which was growing better and better. "I just let her know what kind of person Count North is. If I deal with Concubine Ru, she will only hate me in her heart. What if the person who sent her to hell was Count North, who had always doted on her?"
"She thought that she had walked into Duke Zhenbei's heart, but she didn't know that it was only because she didn't touch Duke Zhenbei's interests. You see, I didn't do anything in the palace, but she already knew how heartless Duke Zhenbei is."
"Young Master, you are so thoughtful."
Shen Yu chuckled and didn't say anything. Killing someone was just a matter of nodding his head. He had many ways to get rid of Concubine Ru, but he didn't do it. What he wanted was to let Concubine Ru see with her own eyes how hypocritical Duke Zhenbei was. She thought that her deep feelings were nothing in Duke Zhenbei's eyes. He could give her infinite love and let her do whatever she wanted in Duke Zhenbei's mansion, but he could also take back everything and let her be bullied by everyone.
She was not worth mentioning in his heart. Her past glory was just a joke. Shen Yu wanted her to deny everything in the past.
This made her feel much worse than him doing it himself.
The molan orchid sent by Shang Junlin had passed its flowering period. Shen Yu put the two pots of flowers together and looked at them carefully.
"A Yu is taking care of these flowers again?" Shang Junlin strode in and touched Shen Yu's face. "A Yu seems to be very happy today?"
"Is it that obvious?" Shen Yu touched his face, but forgot that his hand had just touched the mud. His white jade-like face was suddenly stained with mud.
Shang Junlin lifted Shen Yu's chin and slowly wiped it for him. "A Yu, accompany me to the palace examination tomorrow. You don't have to disguise yourself as anyone, just follow me."
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