However, after Xingzhen left, Xianfeng was drunk. Later, Peng Youyi asked the imperial physician to help sober up. After a long period of time, Xianfeng slept peacefully. The next day, Xianfeng slept until the sun was noon before he woke up. After the morning court, Xianfeng simply died and sent an order to all the ministers, who personally led two groups of ministers to pay tribute to Du Shoutian.

Du Shoutian's mourning hall had been established in his home in the capital. It happened that the local area escorted Du Shoutian's body back to Beijing today. Xianfeng brought two groups of ministers to pay homage to the sacrifice. Du Shoutian's family thanked Tian's kindness under Du Han's leadership.

Du Han's courtesy name was Hongju and his pseudonym was Jiyuan. He was Du Shoutian's eldest son. He was a Jinshi in the 24th year of Daoguang. He was elected as a Shujishi and was appointed as a Hanlin Academy for review. He was also one of the eight ministers later.

After Xianfeng celebrated the sacrifice, he ordered people to prepare paper and pen and write a tribute in person: "...Remembering the past in the study, I received the Qing teachings every day, and wrote the Five Middle School. Since the spring of the year, I have received the great treasures, and I have praised the tent and talked about common news. The details never meet, and the seventeen years of feelings have been passed down. Alas! Your misfortune is really my misfortune!"

Then he issued an order immediately, posthumously awarding Du Shoutian as the Grand Secretary of the Taishi and posthumously named "Wenzheng". "Taishi University" and "Wenzheng" were the most advanced enthronements among the ministers of the Qing Dynasty. Since Emperor Jiaqing of the Qing Dynasty, only Du Shoutian was posthumously named the Grand Secretary of the Han Dynasty. He was also given a Dhara Sutra and was rewarded with a reward of 5,000 taels of silver to mourn. Du Han was promoted to the Minister of Works, walked on the Minister of Military Affairs, handled the patrol of the capital, and could return to the court to serve after the period of worry. All the ministers knew about Xianfeng's friendship with the Du family, and knew that Du Han would be very dependent in the future, and there were endless ministers who came to pay sacrifices to the door.

After Xianfeng finished the memorial service, he comforted the Du family and waited for a while, and returned to the palace. Because he was hangover a few days ago, he was also feeling sad. Yuchen brought him a few times but didn't get any food. Xianfeng only spoke for a while after the imperial case. After looking at the memorials piled up, Xianfeng had to sigh and start reviewing the memorials again.

To be honest, Xianfeng was much more diligent than the king of Nanjing, but diligence also had its disadvantages. Although the king of Nanjing was ridiculous, he could still delegate power to Yang Xiuqing and Xiao Chaogui, but Xianfeng decided on matters alone. Many times, the military ministers below thought about the emperor's thoughts and wrote first for the approval of the regulations, or for suggestions out of party struggles. Therefore, the Qing court's government was not much better.

In the afternoon, Xianfeng reviewed the memorials and had not eaten for a day. He began to get hungry in his stomach. Suddenly, a scent of fragrance floated in. He looked up and asked, "Peng Youyi. What is the fragrance?"

Peng Youyi said: "The emperor is here to sit down, and I will go out and take a look."

After a while, Peng Youyi came back and reported: "Emperor, it was Concubine Yi who personally sent a small spot."

Xianfeng said oh, recalling last night when he was drunk, it seemed that he had been talking to a beauty for a long time. The beauty was Yehenara. He frowned slightly and said, "Let her come in."

Peng Youyi brought Xingzhen in as he said, but Xingzhen was dressed a little light today, and her headdress was not as bright as gold and green as she was. She just inserted two wooden hairpins lightly, which looked very simple and elegant.

Xingzhen was dressed up with great thoughts. Thinking of Du Shoutian's death, she was dressed too charmingly. Therefore, Xingzhen dressed very lightly, and indeed Xianfeng liked her very much.

After Xingzhen gave a big gift, Xianfeng ordered her to get up and waved her hand to signal Peng Youyi and others to retreat. He still crossed his legs and asked on the soft couch: "Are you by my side last night?" Seeing Xingzhen nodding slightly, Xianfeng frowned and said: "Did I say anything?"

Xingzhen had already received guidance from Kang Qi. Although the emperor sometimes gave his words to his trusted ministers and favorite concubines, in general, the emperor was not very happy to guess his thoughts, so it was a science to understand the saint's will. You should make the emperor think that you are a person you can trust, and you should also be careful not to let the emperor think that you know too much.

Xingzhen said slightly red on her face: "Last night, I was drinking with the emperor. The emperor in front only talked about the benefits of Master Du, and the servant behind me only cared about serving the emperor, so I didn't hear anything."

Xianfeng felt relieved. It seemed that Xingzhen was really well-behaved. What was even more rare was that she could drink with her when she was frustrated. This woman was not only beautiful, but also liked the songs like herself. What was even more rare was that she would also get drunk with her. Compared to the queen Niu Hulu, it was much better. Niu Hulu would only advise herself to drink less and put state affairs first. Xianfeng respected her more affection, unlike Xingzhen, who could please her.

At that moment, Xianfeng Zhanyan said, "What small things have you made? Take them over and try them."

Xingzhen saw that he laughed and knew that the crisis had passed, so she took out a few small dots and served Xianfeng to eat. I don’t know if it was hungry or Xingzhen was delicious, but in short, Xianfeng ate all the small dots and praised them all.

After eating, Xingzhen finished packing up. Xianfeng wanted to pull Xingzhen to talk, but despise the memorials on the table, and couldn't help but frown again. Xingzhen saw it and asked, "What's the matter with worrying about the emperor? Is it too much trouble to criticize memorials?"

When Xianfeng heard the word "memorial", he felt a little big and smiled bitterly, "There are no memorials in the world that can be criticized."

Xingzhen frowned slightly and said, "It's a pity that the slaves cannot share the worries of the emperor." During the Qing Dynasty, after the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, the rules were established that concubines were not allowed to interfere in politics. Originally, the concubines in the Qianqing Palace and Yangxin Palace should have come at a disadvantage. However, Xianfeng did not object to his beloved concubines coming to the Qianqing Palace to send some midnight snacks, snacks, or talks, so the concubines coming to the Qianqing Palace were not very serious. But among the concubines who could come to the Qianqing Palace, there were only a few favored concubines, including Niuhulu and Yehenara.

Xianfeng sighed, sat on the soft collapse, looked at Xingzhen's charming appearance and asked, "I remember you know the two words of Manchu and Han, and you have some experience in calligraphy and painting."

Xingzhen smiled slightly and said, "I have learned some poetry, calligraphy and painting since I was a child."

Xianfeng looked at Xingzhen, picked up a memorial and handed it over and asked, "Can you understand?"

Xingzhen's heart was thumping when she saw the memorial handed in front of her. She knew that the opportunity had come, but she still cautiously said, "Your Majesty, this is not in line with the rules."

Xianfeng shook his head and said, "It's nothing to worry about. I'm tired of reading the memorial. Please help me read it. It won't be so troublesome if I think about the red comments before writing it."

Xingzhen took the memorial and started to read it. However, the memorial was submitted by the Minister of Wushi's affairs, Chunxi, who told me that the bandit Tiewan, Kuri, Huozhuo was disturbed by Wushi and was repelled by the officers and soldiers.

Xianfeng lay on the soft couch, closed his eyes to rest. After hearing this, he nodded and said, "Chunxi is a minister, but I am still worried. I will give the imperial edict to the Minister Wushi to check what he saw and heard in detail. If it is true, he should reward him according to his merits. And the return bandit Tiewan Kuri Hozhuo will continue to wipe out and arrest him."

When Xianfeng said this, he wanted to write a red copy when he picked up his pen, but he had oil stains on his hand and felt a little uncomfortable. He looked at Xingzhen and said, "I haven't seen your font yet. Let's write a few words to see?"

Xingzhen smiled slightly and picked up the pen and wrote his name on a piece of white paper, saying, "I am afraid that the font of a slave is difficult to reach the emperor's eyes."

Xianfeng looked at it and was very satisfied. He smiled and said, "Your font is beautiful and dignified. It's very good. So I'll help me write what I said just now and wipe my hands."

When Xingzhen heard this, her pretty face pretended to be panicked and said hesitantly: "Master, this rule..."

Xianfeng smiled slightly and said, "I am tired, can't I find you to write for you? Don't be afraid. If anyone goes out for me to gossip, I will chop his head."

Xingzhen asked hesitantly: "Do you really want to write it?"

Xianfeng snorted and said, "I want to rest for a while, and then you will be written by Yulan. If I say it's okay, it's okay. If you read the memorial to me, you can write whatever I say."

Xingzhen smiled sly and said, "It's good, but I have to pay for the pen to help the emperor write."

Xingzhen's joke was just right. Xianfeng felt aroused in his heart when he saw her charming look and said, "Sit down and write, I'll see you write. If you write well, I'll give you a deposit."

Xingzhen sat next to Xianfeng, picked up the red pen, and wrote the first word on the memorial with a trembling trembling. Xianfeng leaned leaning against the soft pillow and stared at her blankly.

Under the candlelight, Xingzhen's beautiful and charming eyes flowed slightly, and she looked at the memorial without turning her eyes. Her red lips opened gently and slowly pronounced the words on the memorial. There was no deviation in the final sentence and the clear and pleasant voice was even more pleasant. She smelled the faint fragrance on her body in her nose, and saw her tender jealousy holding a red pen, constantly writing, and cursed herself in her heart, why are she so stupid? Such a erotic review memorial, I never thought that I would make myself hard and boring review memorials for free. Now there is a beauty by my side, and I can listen to the graceful pronunciation and pronunciation. I just need to move my mouth, and the beauty will naturally write a good comment. I will definitely not be tired. It is okay to make myself criticize memorials for three days and three nights in this way.

Xianfeng was still secretly proud of his cleverness. Xingzhen suddenly read that Senggelinqin impeached the former minister of the imperial court, Prince Zheng Duanhua, to revise the examination paper for the lecturer of the Grand Examination, to prevent him from not listening, being arrogant and stubborn, and unable to work with him. This remark was obviously a remark of Senggelinqin's impeachment. After Xianfeng ascended the throne, only Prince Yi Zaiyuan, Prince Zheng Duanhua and his younger brother Sushun could trust. The three of them rely heavily on each other and were faintly connected to the front line. Although Senggelinqin was the prince of Korqin, he was alone and weak and was excluded, so he impeached Prince Zheng Duanhua this time.

After Xingzhen finished reciting, she was waiting for Xianfeng to speak, but saw him pondering for a long time and asked strangely: "Master, what's wrong? Are you in a dilemma?"

Xianfeng said in a deep voice: "Senggelinqin has raised a problem for me. Prince Zheng Duanhua was the minister of his life when Emperor Daxing passed away. How could he move lightly?"

Xingzhen's eyes rolled and she said boldly: "Your Majesty, then refute Senggelinqin."

Xianfeng was busy thinking, but without thinking too much, and said casually: "Senggelinqin would not submit a memorial without sufficient evidence, and this matter is probably true."

Xingzhen turned her head and looked at Xianfeng and asked again, "What should I do?"

Xianfeng pondered for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhu criticized Duanhua to withdraw from the imperial court and be dismissed from his post."

Xingzhen smiled and thought to herself that she should have done this long ago. Duanhua and others don’t beat you anymore, but they are afraid that they will become more domineering. Senggelinqin has come forward to take over you. Why are you hesitating? He immediately picked up the red pen and wrote it.

There were many memorials, and Xingzhen had not slept well last night. After sitting for a long time, she felt a little tired and couldn't help but yawn. When Xianfeng saw it, he reached out and took the red pen and put it down, and said softly: "Yulan, if you are tired, kneel down. I will see you again in the evening."

Xingzhen stretched lazily, moaned, and said with a smile: "Master, where is the slave's pen fee?"

Seeing her lazy and charming look, Xianfeng couldn't control her for a moment, hugged her in his arms and said softly: "I have no money, I can only pay you the person."

Xingzhen was shocked and struggled to remember, but was held tightly by Xianfeng. She felt embarrassed and angry and said in a slight slightest: "The king of a country is also like this."

Xianfeng was teased by Xingzhen and said with a panting, "I will just let you see, you little fairy." He immediately pressed the jade man under him tightly, and then the moving sound came from the Yangxin Palace.

Since then, Xianfeng often summoned Yehenara's family to review memorials, and even had military ministers present, and they did not shy away when they were there, and they also became more and more resting in Chuxiu Palace. It was not until the news of Lipin Tatara's family that Yehenara's family was pregnant in May that Yehenara's family's holy favor was slightly thinner. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better and faster!
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