Occasionally, the sound of paper flipping could be heard in the frighteningly quiet main hall, interspersed with a few light coughs. Right now, the most powerful person in the Jing Kingdom was putting down a memorial that had been sent from the northern border. His dignified face showed signs of fatigue.
"The disaster year has just passed. The flood in the south is beginning to appear. The problem of banditry in the northwest is still unresolved. The Qi Kingdom is ready to make trouble and wants to invade the border of the Jing Kingdom … Am I really not a good emperor? Why does God want the people of the Jing Kingdom to suffer so much? "
After reading several memorials in succession, all of them were worrying matters. The man muttered a few words. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should continue reading or not.
At this moment, the door of the palace opened quietly. A stooped figure walked in silently.
It was an old man with a face full of wrinkles. His face was white and beardless. He wore an ordinary gray robe. He walked up the steps and stood in front of the wide table. He said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Concubine Yan has returned from a visit today. She is waiting outside the hall."
There was a trace of femininity in the old voice, but no emotion could be heard.
"It is very late. Go tell her that if there is anything, we can talk about it tomorrow." The man heard the words and waved his hand.
At this time, he was annoyed and did not want to see anyone. He did not even want to see his most beloved Empress. Naturally, he did not want to see Concubine Yan.
The old man nodded and quietly retreated.
After a while, he came back again and presented an item in his hand. He replied, "Your Majesty, Concubine Yan has returned to the palace. She sent me to present this item to Your Majesty. This item is called Ruyi Dew. Concubine Yan brought it back from a visit. It is said that it has the effect of dispelling fatigue."
"Oh?" Emperor Jing took the small porcelain bottle from his hand. When he was about to open it, the old man said again, "Your Majesty, the origin of this item is unknown. Should we let the Imperial Physician Bureau examine it first, and then …"
Emperor Jing waved his hand and said, "It does not matter. This is her kind intention. Besides, Concubine Yan will not harm me … By the way, how should I use this item?"
"Her Highness, Concubine Yan, said that you can drip this on your hand," the old man said.
He had personally tested it just now. When this thing was dripped on the body, it would indeed emit a strange smell. It could slightly stimulate one's spirit, and it could also be considered to have the effect of dispelling fatigue.
Based on his decades of experience, this thing was not poison. Of course, if this thing needed to be taken to be effective, he would not let His Majesty take the risk, regardless of whether Concubine Yan had good intentions or not.
The man opened the lid of the porcelain bottle, and a fragrant smell wafted out.
When he heard that some students were using Ruyi Dew to study, Li Yi added a little more peppermint to the Ruyi Dew. Since they wanted to be refreshed, he would let them be refreshed.
He had not followed Concubine Yan's instructions and dripped the thing on his hand, but he already felt a little clearer. A strange look flashed through Emperor Jing's eyes. He murmured, "This thing is strange … Concubine Yan's hometown is in Qing 'an Prefecture, right? I will add this item to the tributes of Qing' an Prefecture and send a batch every month."
Since it had the effect of dispelling fatigue, he put the porcelain bottle aside and reached for the next memorial. After opening it, he smiled and said, "What a coincidence. This memorial was sent by the prefectural magistrate of Qing 'an."
The memorial was very long, with more than a thousand words. He read it for a full quarter of an hour.
After he finished reading, a trace of a smile finally appeared on his face. He said, "'Rules for Disciples' … it is really a superior Mongolian text. Such an article was actually written by a scholar. If those old fellows in the Directorate of Scholars read it, they would be so ashamed that they would not have the face to see anyone."
He picked up his brush and wrote the word "approved". This meant that Prefectural Magistrate Dong wanted to implement this Mongolian text in Qing 'an Prefecture, and he had approved it.
Although compared to the things he was worried about, this was only a small matter, but it was still one of the few pieces of good news. It caused the haze in his heart to slightly dissipate.
Of course, as for the name of the scholar, he only glanced at it and did not take it to heart.
If this article was really implemented, then the scholar could be considered to have been enlightened. However, he was only a scholar and was not worthy of the emperor personally rewarding him. The local authorities would naturally do such things.
Seeing that the man's mood seemed to have improved, the old eunuch's cold expression also softened. He took another step forward and said, "Your Majesty, Princess Yongle has sent a letter."
"Oh, Yongle, that girl, you finally remembered her father?" A smile appeared on Emperor Jing's face. Hearing this news, all of his worries were thrown to the back of his mind. He said, "Where is the letter? Show it to me."
The old eunuch took out a letter from his sleeve. No one knew how many things could be hidden in his sleeve. When he took it out the second time, he actually took out a small jar of wine. He said, "Your Majesty, this was also sent by someone from Princess Yongle."
Seeing this, Emperor Jing stilled slightly. He took the jar of wine. After opening it, a thick fragrance of wine wafted over.
Just by smelling it, he knew that this wine would not be bad. The old eunuch at the side couldn't help but gulp.
When he was inspecting the wine just now, he couldn't resist secretly taking a sip. Even now, the strong taste was still lingering in his mind.
"Good wine!" Fiercely drinking a mouthful of strong wine, Emperor Jing's eyes brightened. He praised, "Yongle, that girl, still knows what I like!"
She eagerly opened the letter. Part of the content was about the governance of Qing 'an Fu. Emperor Jing smiled. With her there, there was no need to even send an imperial censor.
After that, it was the greetings between father and daughter. Yongle's temper was a bit stubborn, but she had been sensible since she was young. She won his favor the most. Even though they were in the Imperial Family, the relationship between father and daughter was still very deep.
When he read the end, Emperor Jing's expression froze. He showed some shock and murmured, "Anxi County Military Officer … Li Yi?"
Seeing this name, a trace of confusion appeared on his face. In the next moment, he seemed to remember something and flipped open the memorial again. A moment later, a look of realization appeared on his face.
"Yongle actually admires this person so much … never mind, never mind, let her do as she wishes." Emperor Jing murmured a few words and suddenly said, "Changde."
"This old servant is here," the old eunuch said in a low voice.
"Draft the edict."
…
"Tomorrow, have someone send this edict to Qing 'an Fu."
Emperor Jing was in a good mood that night. He finished writing the edict and looked at the unfinished memorial on the table. He waved his hand and said, "I will approve these tomorrow."
The old eunuch heard the meaning behind his words and said, "Where will Your Majesty rest tonight?"
Emperor Jing thought for a moment and said, "Announcing Peace Palace."
Announcing Peace Palace, Concubine Yan's residence.
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